Sweet Sapphic Sundaes – A Lesbian Erotica

Welcome to Peach Kisser Sex Stories! This is a lesbian sex story from the first person perspective, that unveils a romantic connection between two close friends. They fall into each other over Ice Cream Sundaes and make their connection a bit sweeter. No ice cream required!

Sweet Sapphic Sundaes – Lesbian Sex Stories

Summer leads to laziness, as we avoid the heat of the sun. It was a long afternoon, and I was watching the sun drop lower in the sky, slowly hanging back to offer us it’s golden hues and I felt like I needed a little company today.

I had invited my friend Anna over to my place. I loved Anna. We’ve been friends for decades, with closeness that has long outlived any of our great loves. I haven’t seen her lately, and so I thought I’d invite her over for some ice cream. It’s warm, and I am wary of the “Sunday Scaries”, and am not ready to let the weekend go. I desperately needed company, and I thought we should have a little catch-up sesh, over ice cream.

Picking Up Where We Left Off

We always picked up where we left off, having been friends for so long. We’ve bonded over lost loves and pets. I’ve been stressed out at work, and miss having company. As Anna walked in, golden hour struck. Suddenly, my world was illuminated with her presence, and I watched as her beauty unfolded. How could you not admire her long, kinky curls glistening in the sunlight? She grinned her infections grin, and giggled her salacious giggle as I had always come to enjoy.

We’d long been accused of flirting. We greeted each other with a warm hug,and she embraced me deeply. Excited at her arrival–not quite processing her energy–I led her into the kitchen where I had already crafted my ideal ice cream bar! I had several ice cream flavors and toppings splayed out on the counter. This was a sweet masterpiece I was more than ready to create.

We began with our usual pleasantries as we giggled together, choosing our favorite toppings and hunger in our eyes. I went for good ol’ vanilla ice cream, with whipped cream and a generous scoop of hot fudge. She didn’t seem to have much organization with hers, topping strawberry ice cream with marshmallow fluff, oreo cookies, and caramel sauce.

“And you, my dear, need a cherry on top,” Anna said with a grin, as she topped our sundaes, each with a single cherry.

My kitchen was made warm, not by the heat of the Summer, but with our wild laughter as we teased each other.

As we sat at my kitchen bar, Anna’s demeanor shifted subtly. She smiled, but her energy was off. Her usual giggle-filled self seemed more contemplative than usual. I looked over to her with concern, and saw her visibly shudder.

“I have something to tell you,” she said, clearing her throat. Oh, god. What could she possibly have to say?! I felt the fear of anticipation bubbling up in my throat, as I waited for her to continue. “I decided that I would take this chance to make a confession: I have feelings for you. Real ones.”

The admission made the air thick. This was not something I anticipated, but I continued to process her words. Anna had feelings for me? The revelation struck me right in the chest. In my shock, I felt… a surprisingly welcome desire I didn’t realize laid beneath the surface.

I froze, stunned. Thank goodness she waited, between bites. I would have surely choked. Anna began searching my face for any positive sign. I didn’t have time to think, and time was moving so quickly. Or was it slow? I couldn’t tell. In a flurry of surprise emotions, I pressed my lips to hers.

The floodgates are open. She kisses back.

I feel my body full with pulsing joy. Our kisses became more and more impassioned, as we pulled each other closer. For the first time, I’m feeling her curves. I didn’t even know how much I was anticipating this moment.

We were suddenly more eager for each other than our ice cream. As it melted, we continued to melt into each other’s arms, enjoying the feel of intimacy we’ve never had before.

In a fit of passion, Anna reached for the chocolate sauce, and drizzled some upon her fingers. She slid her finger into my mouth, and asked, “would you like another taste?” I nodded, silently. Anna gave me another fingerful of chocolate, and something primal in me took over. I grabbed the bottle myself, as I raised her shirt over her head. That’s right, she never did wear a bra… I was now faced with her luscious breasts, with her nipples fully erect.

Nude and Ready – Lesbian Sex Stories

“Are we really doing this?” I ask. Anna nodded with that wild grin, and giggled her sexy giggle before she kissed me deeply. She looked at me with a challenge in her eyes, as I playfully drizzled a little chocolate onto her chest.

“We might as well finish what we started, “ I say. The chocolate streamed between Anna’s breasts, highlighting her pale skin. I lapped it up gently. The taste of the rich, sweet sauce mingled with the saltiness of her skin, driving me wild with desire. I traced her skin with my tongue, finishing with a kiss as she began slipping off my top.

I sank to my knees in front of her, slipping off my bra to bare my breasts to her. She smiles as my heart beats faster. Anna moaned softly, her fingers threading through my hair as she urged me on.

As our sundaes melted, we frantically moved to the living room. We laid down upon the blankets in my plush couch, the world around us fading into insignificance. There was nothing more important than this, in this moment, as we lost ourselves.

Anna’s hands explored my body, sending warm sensations through my body. I reciprocated, my fingers tracing the contours of her body. We finished undressing each other, finally naked and in each other’s arms.

Since I have never seen her nude, I was in awe. I was struck by each curve and her perfect, puffy nipples. Anna was a vision, her body a new place to explore, with peaks and valleys destined to be savored. I worshipped her with my mouth and hands, engulfing her nipples in my mouth, as our desire grew.

She guided me on top of her, our bodies folding into each other perfectly. I reached between her legs, feeling her heat making my desire grow even further. I plunged my fingers into her wetness, kissing her as she joyfully gasped into my mouth.

We melded together, bodies in sync and passions flowing.

All I felt was Anna. All I could hear was Anna. We moved in sync, as she cried out with pleasure, slightly echoing in the room. Her body pulsed beneath me, as she surrendered to pleasure in my hands.

As we reached the peak, our bodies shuddered with pleasure. I made sure she came right into my hands, dripping with her ever flowing juices. This exploration of seeing Anna in a new light created swelling inside of me. I delighted in the euphoria of this newfound pleasure; I could see colors! It was as if we became enveloped in cosmic joy as we reached orgasm.

My beautiful Anna, naked in front of me and writhing with pleasure. As she released, I slipped my lips over her fully erect nipples making her cry out with glee, and a little giggle. She took a deep sigh and her body relaxed in my arms, chocolate stains and all.

Hungover with pleasure…

Anna looked at me, her eyes still filled with bold desire. “Shower with me?” she asked, her voice husky and charming, singing to me like a viola.

I nodded, unable to use my voice. We made our way to my shower, holding hands. We still hadn’t gotten off the orgasmic high, the pure newness of it all. I turned on the shower and led her in. We washed each other gently, removing the last bits of chocolate from our adventurous play.

As we stood there, our bodies pressed together, I thought to myself that Anna is now mine. This is something to be cared for, and to find joy and pleasure within. Anna and I had crossed a threshold, morphing our friendship into something far more expansive. Something beyond us, that we could nurture and grow.

We make our way out of the shower, and find each other’s bodies again. Now fresh and clean, I lead her to my bedroom to rest. By now, it’s already evening and growing later. Anna’s head is resting on my chest. Our ice cream sundaes might have melted into oblivion, and my “Sunday Scaries” disappeared into an extremely welcome, sticky mess. With a cherry on top.

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