Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... racing through their minds.

For some reason that she may never understand, Lee felt her own hands rise up from her lap and reach for Tom’s face. Her slim delicate fingers trembled as she gently touched his face. She could feel the warmth of his skin and she might have imagined it but there might have been a shiver when she touched him.

The next instant they were both lip to lip again, eyes closed and adrift in the maelstrom of emotions and sensations. Gentle kisses gave way to hungry exploration and testing. Each tasting one another’s lips and feeling tongues probe their lips and dance with one another. It wasn’t until both realized that they needed to breathe before they parted again.

As they both gazed into each other’s eyes, both of their minds filled with questions. Before either could think to put anything into words however, the bell rang to signal the end of lunch period. The sound startled both of them as much as a bucket of cold water thrown on a body would.

Snapping out of this unbelievable discovery, they both blushed and smiled sheepishly. Tom rose to his feet first and offered a hand to Lee to help her stand as well. Smiling, she took his hand and rose, reaching for her purse and the paper bag with her other hand. Tom led them to the end of the row of seats and turned to climb the stairs to the exit.

Pulling Tom to a stop just before he opened the door, Lee gnawed on her bottom lip. Her head down bashfully once more, looking up through her lashes. ...

... Tom looked at her in askance, and Lee made her decision. She stepped closer and stood on her toes to plant another quick kiss on Tom’s lips. He as a bit stunned but happily so even as she drew back and smiled.

“We’re going to have to do some more of that.” She said quietly. “If… If you want to.” She added hastily.

“Oh. I want to.” Tom smiled and squeezed her hand gently before opening the door and leading them out into the crowded hallway.

They parted ways, Lee going one direction, Tom going the other. Both walking backwards, watching the other and smiling before each got lost in the crowds rushing to class. Neither would remember anything else of the rest of that day.

***___***___

“Damn it! My clothes are still wet.” Deeny said as she took the clothes, she had worn to work this morning, off the hangers she had put them on earlier to air dry.

Yvonne, looked at Deeny through the reflection of the mirror over the sink that she was standing in front of. It looked as though Yvonne was touching up her make up, but in reality, she was just watching the younger woman with a hunger in her eyes. Yvonne longed to reach out and touch Deeny’s face, her neck and shoulders… all of her body. She longed to feel her lips on those of the younger woman.

“Oh Deeny, just wear the ones you have on home. You can bring them back tomorrow or whenever.” Yvonne said with a smile, turning to look over her shoulder at Deeny.

“Are you sure? I mean, thanks… I’ll be sure to wash them ...