Wanda and Janelle's Lesbian Love Life E-Book

Giselle Renarde

• Herausgeber: Giselle Renarde
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2021

Beschreibung

What’s it like, dating a woman with two kids? Just ask Janelle. She’s not sure if it’s better to pretend they’re only friends, especially in the beginning. Will their love last? If it doesn’t, she doesn’t want to break three hearts. Sometimes it’s hard to know what’s right. But when the little ones spend the night with their grandparents, Wanda and Janelle can really let loose. This is their lusty lesbian love story.

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Wanda and Janelle's Lesbian Love Life

© 2021 by Giselle Renarde

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Wanda and Janelle's

Lesbian Love Life

By

Giselle Renarde

First Night on a Waterbed

She’d never slept in Wanda’s bed before. It felt weird. Not just being there in Wanda’s house while the kids spent a week with their grandparents, but the bed itself…

Janelle had never tried to sleep on a waterbed. There was something unsettling about it. She’d never known anyone who owned one, and it seemed like an oddly decadent flashback to the ‘80s. Was it possible she’d get seasick during the night?

Wanda stood naked in the doorway. “What do you think?”

Janelle grinned. “You look good enough to eat, babe.”

With a deep chuckle, Wanda approached the behemoth bed. “Not about me, silly. About the waterbed!”

“Oh.” Janelle plastered on a fake smile. There were mirrors everywhere in Wanda’s bedroom. You couldn’t look one way or another without seeing yourself. “Well… it’s different?”

When Wanda leapt onboard, a tidal wave sent Janelle tumbling toward the far edge of the mattress. She let out a little shriek as she fell, but Wanda grabbed her hips and pulled her toward the centre. Wanda was so damn strong—that’s one thing that had attracted Janelle when they first met. Felt like a hundred years ago, but in reality they’d only known one another a couple months.

“What are you doing still in your clothes, little girl?” Wanda crawled the length of Janelle’s body like a big cat on the prowl. “I thought I told you to get these things off.”

“I know. I was waiting for you.”

Wanda kissed her neck. That quick peck was hard and sizzling and dry. Sharp. Another kiss, this one a little wetter, landed on Janelle’s chest. The curve of her breasts peeked out beyond her modest V-neck top. Wanda attacked whatever was visible. Wanda’s long, hot tongue ran the length of Janelle’s cleavage, up and down that little line of flesh. God, it felt good when she used her tongue that way. Janelle kept praying Wanda would dig in deeper, find a nipple in there, suck it hard.

“You gonna do a strip show for me, little girl?” Wanda raised her head from Janelle’s breasts and winked.

“No!” She loved the way Wanda called herlittle girl. It had been years since Janelle had felt in any sense little… or girlish. “I want you to undress me.”

Wanda wasted no time. She stripped off Janelle’s top in one swift motion.

The air was dry and cool enough to coax Janelle’s nipples to tiny pebbled points. Her chest heaved, her breasts rising and falling inside her simple white bra. They’d just begun and she was already out of breath.

Wanda knelt between Janelle’s spread legs. Her big breasts swaying as she unbuttoned and unzipped the fly on Janelle’s jeans. Her motions were violent as she pulled tight denim past Janelle’s full hips, yanking so hard the water underneath them sloshed inside its rubberized casing. There were tides in this bed, and they were wild.

Lolling with the waves, Janelle raised both legs so Wanda could pull off her jeans and panties. Why did she feel so vulnerable tonight? Like Wanda was going to eat her right up?

Little Girlindeed…

Wanda kissed her hard, forcing a tyrannical tongue into Janelle’s surprised mouth. Janelle never could keep up with Wanda’s passion, but Wanda had assured her there was no need. Her job was to lie back and take what Wanda wanted to give. Wanda’s job was to give it, hard and fast and strong, every time. Wanda was not a sweet and sensitive lover, but sweetness and sensitivity were overrated. Janelle couldn’t get off onsweet and sensitive. Forceful and frenzied did the trick.

A whirlwind of sexual energy spun out of control as Wanda wove one hand through Janelle’s hair, clenching it in an unforgiving fist. The other hand worked its way down to Janelle’s bra. Her nipples ached with the strain of arousal and cold. It would be nice to feel Wanda’s hot mouth latched to her breasts. Just thinking about it made Janelle buck against Wanda’s naked thigh.

“Suck my tits,” Janelle pleaded, breaking away from their hot kiss. “Please, God, please!”

Wanda laughed. “I doubt if God’s gonna be sucking your tits, little girl. Maybe I will…”

Such a tease.

“Do it, Wanda, suck my tits. And go really hard, babe. I want it to hurt.” Janelle grabbed the cups of her bra and pulled them down.

When her naked tits met Wanda’s naked tits, everything inside her jumped. It was pure pleasure.