The Party Gift - Ch. 4 - Sex Stories

The Party Gift - Ch. 4

... didn’t even have the six hundred in the first place.” “Oh I see,” Deanna whispered. “Well, can we go pick it up now?” “Deanna, I don’t have the money. If I don’t have the money, they’re not going to give me my car.” “Amanda, I didn’t ask if you had the money,” Deanna fired back. “I asked if we could go pick up your car now. What time do they close?” “Nine,” I told her. “Well it’s only a little after seven right now,” Deanna replied looking at her watch. “Let’s go.” I do not believe I can truly do justice in written words just what I was feeling at that moment. Gazing up at this gorgeous woman and seeing such deep compassion and unconditional love in her eyes was touching my heart and my soul in a way I never believed could be possible. That one human being could love another in such a divine way. And now, Deanna Brady had become my Guardian Angel. “Oh Deanna,” I whimpered. “I...I...I don't know what to.... “Hush baby,” Deanna replied as she placed her fingers on my lips. “Now come on; let’s go.” Deanna slid her arm around me and walked me back to the car. I wrapped my arms snuggly around her and buried my head on her shoulder as we walked and just wept. Again, I cannot truly describe the emotions I was feeling. The tears were not of sorrow nor were they of joy; they weren’t of shame nor were they of gratitude. I think they were all of those things! And none of those things! Fuck, I don't know! Maybe it's just that sometimes love can be that overwhelming; because it is truly ...

... that beautiful and precious. It was just a little past nine by the time we pulled into Deanna’s garage. With just one swipe of her American Express card, Deanna had now rescued my little VW Beetle and I was then pulling her into the vacant slot in Deanna’s garage between the Lexus and the Corvette. I helped Deanna cover up the Corvette and then: I attacked her! Looking deep into those beautiful and compassionate caramel brown eyes, I literally leapt into Deanna’s arms, crushing my mouth to hers in a salacious kiss of carnal desire. I was so overcome with love and passion for this woman that my body was trembling as Deanna pulled me snuggly up against her, engulfing me in her loving embrace. My hands wrapped around her head; my fingers coursing through her silky soft hair. As our kiss grew deeper and deeper, Deanna slid her hands and arms down my back, over my cupcake butt and grabbed the back of my thighs and lifted me off the garage floor. Still locked in the passion of yet another amazing kiss, my legs reflexively wrapped themselves around Deanna’s powerful body as her hands then seized my ass cheeks. With our bodies mashed firmly against each other, Deanna carried me into the house and back to the “mistress” suite. Laying me gently down on the mattress, Deanna gently stroked my forehead as she gazed deep into my eyes as I softly caressed her cheek and lips with my fingers. Deanna kissed my fingers as they passed over her lips then began to suck on them. My head rolled to ...