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Brand new erotic lesbian romance Loving Lindsey, by Candice Christian, is the latest tale of  hot women in love. If you have read Hot for Teacher, you will love Loving Lindsey! Read an excerpt from the story:

Lindsey allowed herself to be pulled out the door and down to the parking

lot. The fresh air brought her back to her senses. She looked down to her

hand, opened it and saw that Lee Anne had slipped her her phone

number. “Well, fuck me,” thought Lindsey to herself. “All this time I’ve

known Lee Anne, and I’ve never known.” She slipped the paper into her

tight jean pocket.

 “What just happened in there, Marti?” Lindsey stopped the girl as they

arrived at the truck.

 “Nothin’ and everythin’, sweetie. Nothin’ and everythin’. I think you

just got your first girl-kiss. You know you liked it, right?” Marti

pulled Lindsey to her and put her arm around her waist. Their leather

jackets creaked as they rubbed together.

 “Well, yeah, I guess. But I never did that before, and I know everyone

there.” Lindsey felt the warmth of the girl’s body against hers.

“Who gives a shit, girlfriend? Live your life. You know we’re both turned

on. You don’t owe them nothin’, Lindsey. Just go with what you’re feeling.

And I’m gonna rock your world, baby.” With that, Marti swung Lindsey around

and pushed her back against the truck.

She pressed her full body against Lindsey’s. Their breasts mashed together. Marti

wrapped her arms tightly around Lindsey’s waist and squeezed her hard, jean-covered

ass cheeks with both hands. Lindsey could feel those long nails digging into her ass. She

raised her arms and draped them around Marti’s neck. The sun had long

since set, so the parking lot was fairly dark. But Lindsey was losing her

self-consciousness. Passion was beginning to take over. She had never

felt these feelings for another girl before, but it was uncontrollable.

The two gorgeous girls remained locked in each other’s arms, their huge

tits mashed against each other, gazing in each other’s eyes. Marti moved

her leg between Lindsey’s. Each had a thigh pressing against each other’s

cunt. They began grinding slowly. Lindsey couldn’t believe she was doing

this in the parking lot of the diner.

Their mutual gaze dropped from eyes

to lips. Slowly, Marti began moving her face toward Lindsey’s. She smiled

seductively. Slowly the distance closed. Marti slid her tongue out and

wetly licked her full, bee-stung lips. Lindsey was getting wetter and

starting to lose control of her emotions. She could feel the cunt juice

leaking onto her thong under the tight jeans in reaction to the mutual cunt

grinding.

She watched Marti’s lips and tongue getting closer until they

were only an inch or two away. The gold tongue stud waved hypnotically in

front of her. She could smell the mint on her breath that she had popped

on the way out. Her sweet breath….

“Mmmmmmm. Hey, sweetie. You are one hot, hot babe. Do you know that?”

Marti whispered into Lindsey’s flushed face. “I’ve wanted you since you

picked me up. I think you feel the same, don’t you?” It was a question

Marti knew the answer to, but she wanted Lindsey to speak it.

Lindsey’s armpits were sweating under her black leather jacket. She could

feel Marti’s hands squeezing her ass cheeks and their cunts grinding

together. The erotic smell of perfume, leather and pussy juice was

starting to envelope them in a cloud. Her nipples were hardening, her

sweet breath was coming quicker. This was decision time.

“Uh, uh, Marti….. I can’t believe this. But I do want you too. I do.

You are makin’ me so fuckin’ wet, I can’t believe it! No guy has made me

this horny since I can remember…. oh, sweetheart, you are making me so

crazy……” Lindsey ground harder.

“So you want me, Lindsey? You want me? You like my lips, baby? Do you like

these wet lips?” Marti licked her lush lips again, making them shine with

extra saliva.

“Oh, yes, baby, yeah! Your lips are so sexy! So wet! They’re so pretty

and full. Oh, shit, I can’t believe I feel like this, Marti!” Lindsey’s

long nails reached up into Marti’s soft hair and clutched it. Marti’s

mouth was still only an inch or two away.

The sexy young girl whispered slowly, hotly. “So what do you want, baby?

You want me to kiss you? Do you want this hot, young stripper to kiss

those luscious, wet girl-lips? Do you want my full lips on yours? Do you

want me to make out with you? You wanna make out? You want me to kiss

you, Lindsey? Huh? You want to swap spit with me? Taste my mouth? You

want my tongue on yours? You want to suck tongues? Tell me, baby. Tell

me what you want.” Marti’s mouth was so close, so close to Lindsey’s……

This intimacy and nasty talk was making Lindsey lose it. “Oh, fuck yeah!

You’re such a slut, Marti. Yeah I wanna kiss you. I wanna make out with

you here in the parking lot. I don’t care who sees us. I wanna feel your

sweet lips on mine, I wanna taste your hot spit in my mouth, suck your

tongue, suck that stud in your tongue. Please kiss me, Marti, let me kiss

you. Oh, shit, my cunt is so wet now. Kiss me, baby.” Lindsey drew Marti’s

face closer until their lips almost touched and they smelled each other’s

breath.

Suddenly Marti’s tongue was close enough to lick Lindsey’s lips, flicking,

tasting the lipstick. Lindsey could feel the stud on her lips. With a groan

from each girl, their lips locked again. But this time Marti slid her

tongue into the woman’s mouth. Lindsey had pulled Marti’s head over and her

mouth descended on the girl’s, the young stripper’s tongue sliding down her

throat. Marti’s head was turning back and forth; her tongue was everywhere

– rubbing gums, the roof of her mouth, overpowering the blonde’s tongue.

Lindsey had eagerly parted her lips, and Marti’s tongue wiped around her

teeth. Lindsey opened her teeth to let the tongue into her warm inner

sanctum. Their tongues dueled inside the blonde’s mouth. Two flat, long,

wet girl-tongues wiping around and over each other. Marti’s tongue stud

erotically scraped along the flat spitty surface of Lindsey’s mouth muscle.

Marti licked the roof of Lindsey’s mouth, then under her tongue, then to the

insides of each cheek. She tasted every inch of the busty blonde’s inner

mouth. Saliva flowed from one girl’s mouth to the other’s and then back

again. Then the spittle leaked out of their lips onto their chins, making

them slick with sweet saliva and smearing lipstick. Marti gave Lindsey’s ass

one last squeeze then slid her hands up along the black leather jacket

covering her back, rubbing her manicured hands all over the soft, supple

kidskin. She loved the feel of the leather, especially knowing she was

making out with the beautiful woman who was wearing it. Teeth clicked

against each other as the girls’ mouths widened and deepened the kiss.

Their faces were at right angles so they could increase the passion of the

make-out session.

Suddenly a car passed slowly and a window went down. Lindsey became aware of

people watching from the car. A young, female voice laughed and yelled

out, “Hey, I got what you need, girls!” Then, just as quickly the car was

gone. Lindsey reluctantly broke the kiss and swiveled her head to look for

the car. Was it someone she knew?

“Hey, I’m not done with you yet, baby.” Marti whimpered and pulled Lindsey’s

face back to hers. Marti slowly pressed her pursed lips down on Lindsey’s

again, all the while gazing hotly into each other’s hooded eyes. The two

pairs of full, pouting lips felt warm and spongy as they pressed on each

other, then they began to slowly open their mouths again.

The girls kissed each other deeply and tongues angrily twisted and turned,

slavering over each other. Marti’s full, pouty lips pressed hungrily onto

Lindsey’s.

They were so full and pliant. Even though the older blonde woman had very

large, full, sexy lips, the younger girl’s covered hers and mashed them

together.

“Mmmmffff… ummmmm….. ummmffff”, was all either girl could get out as

their faces moved together. Lindsey could feel Marti’s tongue stud slide out

of her mouth and insinuate itself seductively through her lips, flicking at

the roof of her mouth again. Lindsey’s heat level rose quickly as she felt

the tongue stud rub along her own tongue, scraping the opaque mucous from

it. It was like awakening a sleeping serpent. Their long tongues began to

dance together, slipping and sliding from one mouth to the other. Thick

saliva accompanied the tongues and formed a wet trail on and around their

mouths. Teeth clicked against teeth, tongues ran across gums and inside

their cheeks.

Then they both opened their mouths wide and licked each

other’s tongues all over–top and bottom. They locked their mouths over

each other at right angles so that their tongues were invisible. Anyone who

has experienced a deep French kiss knows what was happening inside. One

could visualize those hot tongues, slick with saliva, wrapping around and

around each other, gliding over and over each other.

The two women were locked together at the mouth. Their full, soft lips

were munching away at each other. Their hands gripped each other’s heads

and twisted them back and forth slipping luscious lip over luscious lip,

and every few seconds their mouths opened and tongues visibly darted in and out.

One and then the other inserted her tongue deep in the mouth of her new

lover, and as she withdrew it, the other sucked it briefly as if reluctant

to let it go.

After trading off several of these tongue sucks, Marti stuck her tongue

way out and Lindsey wrapped her lips firmly around it. This time the young

stripper plunged her tongue through the tightly puckered lips of the busty

blonde and fucked the female mouth with it. The two gorgeous busty girls

in their jeans and leather were locked in a passionate make-out session

standing against the truck in the dimly lit diner parking lot.

Marti then drew her right hand down and to Lindsey’s crotch, rubbing the

tight faded jean material over her cunt. She could feel the heat between

the woman’s legs. She splayed her glossy long-nailed fingers over the

crotch. The young girl groped the sexy blonde while Lindsey spread her

thighs to allow access. She was juicing to the point that it began to seep

through the material.

“Ohhhhh, fuck, Marti. That feels so damn good. So good. Uhhhhh.” Lindsey

groaned as she broke their kiss and moved her mouth to the stripper’s ear.

She stuck her wet tongue deep into Marti’s ear and licked around it,

lightly bit it, erotically breathing her hot breath. As Marti slid her hand

under Lindsey’s crotch to her ass crack, the heat on her hand continued to

burn.

“Ohhhh, Lindsey, yeah, baby. That tongue feels so hot, so good.” Marti

threw her head back and felt Lindsey’s mouth slide to her neck, tacking small

nips at the perfumed flesh.

They were both sweating in passion under their

leather jackets now. Sweat began wetting Marti’s tight stretch tank top

and Lindsey’s soft black leather halter–between their mashing tits and under

their warm armpits. Sweat marks began to show on them both as they humped

each other next to the truck.

“Sweetie,” Marti breathed into Lindsey’s ear, “let’s get into the truck and

get comfortable. I gotta fuck you, baby. Come on.”

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Candice Christian has been busy lady this February. Another HOT! story about lesbian romance. The story is about Anna and Robin, two women that meet by chance on a rainy morning. The reaction each has to meeting the other woman is smoldering.

Anna slowly brings Robin to a fever pitch, just ripe for release. From there it is non-stop between the two. A clever twist on the ‘mentor and protégé’ tale. Robin the protégé proves to be a quick learner and an eager learner.

A Sample from A Close Shave-

Anna looked up and smiled. She reached for Robin’s hand and gently pulled her to the floor. Robin stretched out on her back, pulled her knees up and opened her legs to fully expose herself to Anna’s soft view.

 Anna looked at her from between her thighs, as she squeezed the shavingfoam into her hand. She reached forward and gently began to massage it into Robin’s red bush. Her fingers dipping into every fold, softening the hair ready for her to glide the razor over it, leaving a smooth mound in which to bury her tongue.

 She picked up the razor. Robin was playing with her nipples, which stood up erect and hard. She gasped as the razor slid over her skin. She had felt it many times before, but this time was different. It was in the hand of another woman.

 The red curls fell away, exposing her pink swollen lips. Her clitoris pushing out of it’s hood to stand erect.

 It took all of Anna’s control not to bury her tongue between Robin’s thighs and savor the exquisite sensation of baby-soft skin against her face. The smooth mons, The pouting exposed outer lips. She had dreamed of this moment too long to spoil it by rushing.

 The first time she had shaved her pussy had been when she was 14. Her brother left one of his girlie magazines out and she had found it. She had got wetter and wetter as she had looked at the girls, sliding her hand inside her jeans she had brushed through her short blond hairs, rubbing her clitoris, feeling it harden. Then she had turned the page and her life had changed. The picture of two girls with shaved mounds was the most erotic thing she had ever seen. That night she had gone to the bathroom, found her fathers razors and gently removed all of her pubes. The feeling of cool air creeping around her exposed lips was beyond description, as she orgasmed again and again. That night she had promised herself that she would remain shaved forever.

 “We need to rinse you off” she said dreamily to Robin. The two girls stepped into the shower, the water streaming down their bodies. Robin felt Anna behind her, her shaved mound rubbing against her cheeks, her hand reaching round and caressing her breasts, sliding down over her exposed pussy. Gently washing away the last of the foam.

 She had never felt so exposed or so sexy as at that moment. She leaned back into Anna and allowed her the water and her lover’s hand to caress her.

 Anna’s right hand kneaded and stroked her firm buttocks, then slid down into the cleft, her middle finger leading. It eased across her anus, using the water to warm and lubricate the hole. Then she gently eased her finger into Robin’s tight asshole.

 Robin was gasping for breath as orgasm after orgasm ripped through her body. She pushed down on the fingers inside her and the fireworks exploded inside her head, as her body spasmed.

 As they stepped from the shower their lips meet, tongues flicking across each other, drinking in each other. They kissed until the cool air raised goosebumps on their skin.

 Robin stroked the towel across her and gently pushed Anna down until she stretched out on the floor. With long gentle strokes she dried Anna’s legs, with each one slowly easing them apart, until he pink lips were fully exposed.

She leaned forward and gently tasted a woman for the first time.

 The feel of skin on skin and smooth warmth as she ran her tongue up over the shaved mound then down between her swollen, moist lips was almost too much. She burrowed her tongue deeply into Anna’s hole, sucking the juices flowing out, flicking the clitoris, which stood up like a tiny cock, swirling her tongue around her puckered anus, then back to her clitoris. Back and forth.

 Anna’s hand grasped Robin’s head forcing her tongue deeper, her orgasm building rapidly. Her whole world focusing on Robin’s tongue she exploded, once, twice, three times.

 Robin barely remembered taking Anna’s hand and leading her to the bedroom, where they collapsed on the bed, curled into each other, legs entwined, nipple to nipple. Both drifting off to sleep.

 Robin awoke with a start. Anna was gone. All that remained was a pair of shimmering blue panties folded on the pillow next to her head. She reached across and lifted them, feeling the dampness. Lifting them she inhaled the musky aroma. As she did so a small platinum ring slid across her stomach and came to rest on her smoothly shaved mound. Robin decided to take the day off, lay in bed and dream about her experience with Anna.

LICKED INTO SHAPE-The latest release from Ms Christian. This time a steaming non-stop passion fest. Stella invites an on-line friend, Olivia, who is fifteen years younger, to spend the weekend. Stella promises to give Olivia an education and some much needed training, if she wants to enter the world of lesbian love.

There is some tenderness mixed into the training, but Olivia soon realizes she has used muscles she never knew she had. The encounter turns into a competition to see who can handle the non stop sex. Every orifice is given attention and Olivia finds herself popping off orgasms like soap bubbles.

A book you will find hard to put down.

The newest release from Candice Christian. It’s got all the things that makes for a good erotic adventure. Two women alone in a small town in Kentucky, spending the night exploring the delights of each other’s bodies.

You’ll learn the difficulty one can have handling a shaved pussy covered in baby oil. More difficult than both women thought. Throw in some face riding and sloppy sixty nine action and you have all the makings of a hot story you will want to read again and again.

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A Close Shave – Part One

It was raining again as Robin waited for her lift to school. She was more

interested in the patterns that the falling rain made in the puddles than

the stream of cars heading into the town, which is why she didn’t have time

to step back when the red Porsche drove through the puddle right in front

of her.

“Shit, shit” was all she could think of as the water soaked through her

coat. She looked up to she that the car had stopped a few yards down the

road. The driver’s door opened and a pair of long tanned legs appeared,

followed by the most gorgeous blond woman she had ever seen.

“Are you alright? You must be soaked.” said the woman, “Can I give you a

lift somewhere?”

The cold rain had started to reach her skin making her shiver inside the

thin school blouse, sticking to her bra, making her nipples harden.

Despite all the lessons she had had about not going with strangers she felt

a strange attraction to this strikingly good-looking woman.

In a split second she decided ” You could give me a lift home, it’s not

far, just round the corner.”

She slipped out of her coat before she opened the passenger door and sank

into the supple leather seats. They felt smooth and soft against her bare

legs where her short, pleated skirt ended just above her knee.

“My name is Anna. Where to?” said the woman as she got in and started the

car.

The journey home lasted about two minutes, but they were some of the best

two minutes of Robin’s eighteen years. She spent the entire time taking in

the woman who had picked her up. She was about twenty-two, tall slim with

blond hair cut into a bob. She was dressed in a navy blue business

suit. The skirt was so short Robin thought once or twice, she caught a

flash of shimmering blue panties. The jacket was molded to Anna’s body,

her breasts pushing outward looked firm and high.

The strange feeling in Robin’s tummy was increasing the nearer they got to

her house, why was she so attracted to this woman? She had often seen her

friends in the showers at school and compared her body to theirs, as they

developed from gawky twelve and thirteen year olds to young women. Once or

twice she had thought how it might feel to touch another girl’s breasts, or rub

her body against theirs, but had never taken it any further.

Her nipples were still hard, she realized, closely followed by the

realization that she was getting that turned on feeling she got when she

let Bryan, her boyfriend of six months, caress her breasts through her

clothes.

“What number”. Anna’s voice woke her from her daydream.

“12” she replied, as the car glided to a halt.

“I feel so awful about this, I’ll have all your clothes dry cleaned.” said

Anna as she followed her to the door.

The House is Empty

The house was quiet, her parents were at work and her younger brother was

at school. Robin showed her to the living room and headed upstairs to

change.

In the bathroom she dropped her coat on the floor. Her blouse and skirt

were soaked through, so they came off and made a pile on the floor. She

turned and looked in the full-length mirror, and liked what she saw.

Her shoulder length red hair looked neat, despite the rain, her slim waist

and her legs were highlighted by the white, silky, high leg pants she had

put on that morning. Her breasts, although she thought them a bit small,

looked good enough to eat in the matching lacy bra.

A noise made her turn, as the door slowly opened and Anna came into the

room. She had taken off her jacket. Her shirt clearly showed the dark blue

bra underneath, through which her nipples poked stiffly.

Without saying a word she began to undo the buttons, then threw the shirt

on to the pile of Robin’s discarded wet things. Her hands went to her

waistband and slowly pulled down the zipper. The skirt joined the other

clothing.

Robin had been right; Anna was wearing a silky dark blue thong. She

looked stunning.

“I’ve got a confession to make. This morning wasn’t an accident; I’ve been

watching you every day for about two weeks. This morning I saw you there

and decided I had to meet you. I don’t normally pick up women form the side

of the road.”

Robin had never done anything like this before; she stepped forward and

lightly kissed Anna on the lips. A buzz of electricity flowed through

her as Anna opened her mouth and their tongues meet. She tasted of mint.

They were about the same height and as they embraced their nipples

rubbed. Robin thought she was going to explode. Her nipples were sticking

out through her bra; all she wanted was to feel Anna’s hands on

them. She stepped back, reached behind her and unfastened her bra. Anna

leaned forward and gently cupped her right breast, and then slowly her

tongue snaked out and brushed against the nipple.

“My turn” she said as her bra floated to the floor.

Her left nipple was pierced with a small gold ring.

She cupped her breast and offered it to Robin.

As the nipple slipped in to her mouth she could feel the ring against her

teeth, she hooked her tongue into it and pulled gently. Anna squealed

and then her hands grasped the back of Robin’s head and pulled her on to

her breast.

Robin rolled her nipple with her tongue. She sucked the breast into her

mouth and tasted her new friend.

After what seemed like forever Anna gently pulled away, stepped back and

looked at her. Her pussy felt moist and warm, she looked down to see the

blue pants had turned darker where her arousal had soaked through them.

She looked at Robin. Her lips were red and pouty, her nipples were hard and

her lacy white pants were soaked between her long slim legs.

She stepped forward and gently ran her hand over Robin’s smooth tanned

stomach, sliding down and slipping under the waistband; she tugged her

panties down and dropped them with the other clothes.

When she was twelve Robin had gone on her fist beach holiday and her mum

had allowed her to buy the skimpiest bikini in the shop. When she had got

home and tried it on she had realized what her mum had meant by ‘bikini

line’. Her newly developed pussy hairs poked out of the sides of the

pants.

It was then that she discovered razors weren’t just for legs. She

had carefully trimmed her red bush. While she was rinsing her hairs away

her she begun to gently rub herself, her finger sliding into her slit and

feeling the small firmness of her clitoris.

As waves of pleasure overtook her she rubbed harder with her thumb, her

finger eased into her slippery warmth, reaching deeper and deeper until

the feelings became too much to bear and a small squeal escaped her lips.

Her first orgasm. Every two or three days since then she had disappeared

into the bathroom for ‘a trim’

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