A Hand - Sex Stories

A Hand

... failed attempt to regain her modesty, but it remained fixed in place. "Dammit, Cee." She moved her mobile arm down in front of her now bare crotch.

"Better?" asked Claire, her hands caressing her girlfriends hips.

"Not... in the way I intended." said Dee, squirming in Claire grasp. "This isn't fair..."

"It certainly isn't." agreed Claire. "But I didn't glue you to the car. Here, I have an idea the might help." She withdrew her hands from Dee's body and stepped back.

Dee could hear Claire moving behind her, and looking over her shoulder, catch vague glimpses. After a moment, her partner returned; Dee felt Claire's hands on her shoulders and the shorter girl's body against her back. but... just her body. The robe that had covered it was absent. "Oh, fuck, Cee..." Dee moaned.

"Is this better?" Claire said into her ear. "Oh. but now I'm at a disadvantage. My boobs are out and yours... aren't..." Her finger slid down to toy with Dee's skimpy bra, finding her hard nippled pushing at the front. "And it feels like they really want to be."

"Maybe... but.." Dee fumbled. We're in the garage! I'm superglued to the car! We could go in the house, climb into bed. Just give me a..."

"Mmm, no." Claire moved around to Dee's front, wearing only sandals, and looking her in the eye. "I will not 'give you a hand', I've decided." A few of her fingers hooked into Dee's bra. "I will 'help' you. I will 'rescue' you." She pulled down, freeing Dee's breasts, which literally sprang ...

... from the garment. The stretchy bra clung to Dee's ribs upon release. "But you haven't asked me to yet."

"Come on, Cee..." Dee groaned. "Get me hah... outta this." Dee's breath caught as Claire's hands found her body again. "The glue bottle is by the chairs. There, ah... has to buh-be some, uh... stuff on there."

"Why don't you look yourself?" Whispered Claire. "It's right there."

"Because... I'm... stuck." Dee breathed out. "To the... car."

"Oh! You're stuck?" giggle Claire. "I thought you could free yourself."

Dee growled, dropping her face to Claire's shoulder. She tried tho work both her hands again, but literally could not lift a finger. Also, lowering her head had opened up her neck to her partners lips..."Please. Just get some solvent."

"Better, but you know what I want to hear." said Claire in a husky voice. "Say the words."

Dee groaned but relented. "F-fine..." She raised her head, looking Claire right in the eyes. "Claire, p-please help me."

"With what?" Claire asked innocently.

"I glued myself to the car." Dee gasped. "And I n-need your... help to get free."

Their faces were inches apart. Claire smiled, saying,"That's my girl." Slide he hards around Dee's body, she pulled herself into her trapped partner for a deep and long lasting kiss.

And it did last for an unregistered amount of time; seconds or hours, before Dee turned her head away. "All right, Cee, this is hot. I mean, like really, super, freakin', bonanza hot! B-but before the ...