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    a lesson learned- a christmas story

    Story written on December 9, 2005 by runawaytee.
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    Story Shortlink: https://lesfan.com/?p=58200
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    Tina takes Bette and a seven yr old Evan home to meet her parents

    “Need some help?” Bette asked.

    Before I had chance to answer, with lightening speed, Bette was in front of me. Pulling me closer, Bette lowered her head, finding my mouth. Our kiss was slow, gentle and unhurried. Then she stepped away. Not completely but leaving enough room to place her hands on my shoulders and under my opened blouse, pushing the fabric down my arms. She dipped her lead lower still, watching as the shirt fell away. Her warm breath on my skin made my nipples harden immediately.

    My own breath staggered as I felt her hands slip lower over my hips and then finally cupping my *****. Whatever emotions that were warring against each other earlier, were forgotten as desire burst forward. I needed her… hard.

    I pulled her flesh against my body and kissed her hungrily. Our mouths fought for control and I moaned as she slipped her tongue inside. She won.

    “***** me,” I pleaded out of breath.

    Without a word, Bette pushed me back against the bureau and then flipped me over. I felt her right hand travel higher grabbing my breast and pinching my nipple between her thumb and forefinger. I opened my mouth in a silent scream. Her left surprised me by not so gently slapping my *****. That made me jump and her laugh.

    “How do you want it, Tee?” she growled in my ear.

    “Hard,” I panted.

    She slapped my ***** again.

    “Stay still,” she demanded.

    I stopped moving when I felt her lips on my neck, making me focus on the wet feel of her kisses on my skin. She soothingly massaged my ***** and then slid her hand underneath me. She stroked my *****, which was already aching from arousal, and then jabbed two fingers up inside of me.

    “Oh *****!”

    “You like that?” she asked seductively in my ear.

    “God, yes!”

    She began to punch them in and out forcing carnal grunts from deep within my body to escape through my cries of pleasure. Her thumb found my ***** again and she pressed down on it.

    “*****!” I screamed.

    “Christina, are you okay?”

    The sound of my mother voice almost destroyed my ***** but Bette whispered in my ear, “***** for me. Wash my hand.”

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    2. i love this story… i love evan as a child.. and bette and tine just starting out… it was a beautiful pre christmas gift from you… HAPPY HOLIDAYS

    9. Excellent story.. I wish on the show they would give us a little backround on Tina family.. It would be nice to see a story like this played out. Thank you. Happy Holidays.. Write more your very good at it.

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