Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... daze.

Deeny also looked at Yvonne. The older woman was looking around the kitchen and still clutching the remains of her costume cape around her upper body. Yvonne’s pale complected face was smudged with soot and speckled with blood. It made Deeny’s heart wrench, that this woman had to go through what they had just experienced. It had nothing to do with her, she was an innocent victim… well… kind of. She had been involved with herself after all, they both just kind of got caught in the middle of it.

“Lee, honey… just sit here for a bit… I’ll be right back.” Deeny said to her sister as she rested her hand on her sister’s shoulder.

“Y… come with me, let’s get you cleaned up a bit and see if I can’t find something for you to wear.” Deeny said quietly to Yvonne who was looking a little lost.

Deeny led Yvonne upstairs to the bathroom she and Lee used. Yvonne tried to take it all in, the house, the pictures on the walls… she couldn’t get over how foreign it was from the many places she herself had grown up. Everything here was so clean and neat and tidy. In the bathroom Deeny turned to her and took her in her arms for a fierce hug. Yvonne just melted into the hug. This, she thought… felt like home.

Leaning back after a few moments, the two women looked deeply into one another’s eyes. That connection was still there, despite all the drama and chaos of the night. Yvonne smiled weakly. This feeling in her heart was new to her. She had thought that she had been in ...

... love a few times in her life, but that was just a mistake on her part. Nothing she had ever felt even came close to what she felt for this younger woman. In many ways, she thought Deeny was the stronger of the two of them now, she seemed to possess a strength that was hard to define. This alone made Yvonne want to be with her, come what may.

“Y… let’s get you out of these rags and into the shower to clean up. I’ll go find you something to wear. After you get cleaned up and dressed, you can sit with Lee, while I do the same.” Deeny said to the older woman, then she leaned in and tilted her head up slightly to gently kiss Yvonne on the lips.

They remained, face to face, lips only inches apart for a moment or two longer, both relishing the feeling of the other’s presence. Deeny finally stepped back and opened the bathroom door telling Yvonne she’d be back in a few minutes. Yvonne remained standing there looking at the once again closed door for a bit… then she sighed and began removing her clothes, or what she had left on her person anyway.

Deeny paused outside of the upstairs bathroom resting her forehead on the wooden door. The feelings she had were overwhelming her head and her heart. But this was not the time to dwell on it she thought. Turning finally, she went down the hall to the bedroom she and her sister Lee shared to find something for Yvonne to wear.

Lee still sat in the chair at the kitchen table. She could vaguely hear the noises of the old house, both ...