Lustful Lesbians — Book 2: 10 More Sweet & Sexy Stories by Kitty Keen

Author:Kitty Keen [Keen, Kitty]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Amazon: B0C9SGWY77
Goodreads: 187814344
Publisher: Independently published
Published: 2023-07-10T22:00:00+00:00

My Queen

The time on my cell phone reads 9:05, which means Celeste’s more than her usual half hour late. The sun has its claws sunk deep into my shoulders already as I sit on the hood of my stupid car.

Don’t get me wrong, Billy’s a classic old beater, heavy and solid. Driving him makes me feel safe and, more importantly, big. But like all the other men I’ve had in my life, he’s an unreliable pile of junk.

I’m partway through dialing my bestie’s number when a cab pulls up. Celeste simply flows from the passenger seat like honey, all understated glamor and European style. Those wide, sexy hips you could stack books on, and the tits to balance them out.

I glance down at my own skinny legs and ironing board body, clad in worn old cutoffs and a ragged tank top. What I wouldn't give to have her innate fashion sense, and her caffè latte skin. Not to mention her curves.

I’ve long since given up waiting for the femme-fairy to weave a spell on my body. It’s fine, really. There’s a lot to like about being slender. Two dollar bras, and the option not to wear them. Conversations containing actual eye contact.

I guess we all choose our own flaws. Celeste’s big, beautiful body has become so desirable to me that, for all my good points, in my own mind I just can’t measure up.

I never meant to fall for her. Hell, I've never really been into girls at all, aside from the odd curious search on the internet when I’m already horny.

But that little itch I sometimes scratch in private has bloomed within me and grown as uncontrollable as my hair. I’ve moved from curious to incurable. And Celeste is the epitome of everything I want.

She leans in through the window to pay the cab driver, her immaculate white skirt riding up at the back, baring her thick, stocking-clad thighs to me. I hold my breath, still confused about exactly what’s happening this weekend. All I know is, she’s my best friend, she’s hurting, and I’ll do anything to take that pain from her.

If that means making slow, languid love to every beautiful inch of her body, then I’ll take that hit.

But maybe it’ll just be a couple of days at the beach, talking by the fire pit, watching shitty movies. Either way, it’s all about her.

Celeste turns and waves to me, an effortless jauntiness to her every movement, despite the way her world has just crumbled.

Well, it has as far as I know. She’s so calm and controlled. If I'd found out my fiancé was screwing around I probably would've burned his house down.

"Hi, Georgina,” she says in her soft alto voice.

"Hey, babe. You know we're heading for the beach, right?"

“Of course. I booked it, after all. Why?"

"Just, you're dressed like you're off to the races. Or the opera."

She twirls before me, the movement highlighting the lushness of her body. "This old thing? I've had it for hours."

I simply shake my head, not trusting the words in my mind.

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