Blood Wild - Sex Stories

Blood Wild

... for it. I know how people think of women like me, they can be so cruel and thoughtless or just not understanding because we’re different. When we were together at the Wilding... I let myself believe that this time I found someone who would love me as much as I loved them. It was the most magical night of my life, right up to the point where your parents came into the same shed that we were in. And then there was that madman...” Yvonne spoke in a broken whisper, her voice raspy and tight with emotion.

Deeny stayed quiet, suspecting that Yvonne wasn’t quite finished yet. Instead of pressing her for more, she just continued to caress and stroke her older lover, giving her reassurance that she was not running away.

“In all the excitement and drama after that... I just kind of lost my nerve. I knew that once things settled down you were going to have to face your folks and I was scared for you. I didn’t know how they might react or treat you afterwards. I blamed myself. I thought I went too fast. That I had made a mistake and dragged you into something that you shouldn’t have been in. I would cause you to be hurt or even disowned by your own family. I was ready to die, Deeny. The thought of hurting you was...” Yvonne couldn’t finish the statement... she sobbed quietly as Deeny held her just a little bit tighter.

“Deeny? I’m so, so sorry.” Yvonne choked out.

“First of all, you did NOT drag me into anything. If anything at all, I pushed YOU. I was scared, sure, but ...

... for pretty much the same reasons you were. I didn’t know if you thought of me the way I was thinking of you. When we finally kissed... and I felt the same feelings from you that I felt for you. I was in heaven.” Deeny declared as she continued to play with Yvonne’s hair and stroke her arm.

“Yes, my parents stumbled onto us and that was... embarrassing. But no more than it would have been if I had been with a man. I was afraid of what my parent might think as well. I really was scared about that but not for the same reasons you were. It didn’t matter though. My mom set me straight right away. You know what she said to me? She said that love is strange. Love doesn’t care about right or wrong or what people think. If two people make each other happy and love one another, who is to say that it’s wrong?” Deeny declared.

“Oh, Deeny. You are so lucky to have such a loving family, such a wonderful mom...” Yvonne spoke with a trembling voice.

“What about you?” Deeny asked, causing Yvonne to tense again.

“My mom was... not like yours. She was a monster.” Yvonne began, venom in her voice.

“That’s not what I meant.” Deeny said, interrupting Yvonne.

“What do you mean then?” Yvonne asked.

“You said I was lucky to have my family and my mom... what about you? Do I still have you?” Deeny asked quietly, then held her breath.

Deeny felt more hot tears land on her bare skin and her heart sank a little thinking that Yvonne was still going to break it off between the two of ...