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Free Lesbian Sex Stories - Haunted Maze
“There’s a haunted maze over in Mr. Harrison’s corn field. You want to go?” Joanne asked me. It was two days before Halloween and the atmosphere gave way to the feeling that ghosts and goblins might really be close by.
“I don’t know. It’s not really my thing,” I said. “You go on and have fun.” I hated to just outright tell her that sometimes I get the willies in places like that. I hated the unknown, and I didn’t like people jumping out at me.
“Oh, come on. You have got to be kidding,” she said. “You aren’t afraid of things that go bump in the night, are you?”
“Frankly, yes, I am,” I said, walking away from her. I was kind of ashamed of being afraid, but I couldn’t just let the feelings go.
“Come on. I will keep you safe. Just you wait and see,” she said. “Please. For me? If you don’t go, I can’t go, because I really don’t want to go by myself.”
“Alright, but you really owe me for this one,” I said. She took hold of my hand and together we walked the mile in the dark to the Harrison’s farm. I already had the willies even before I got there. The long walk in the dark with tall cornfields on both sides of the street and the sounds of leaves crackling around us really got my heart going.
“It’s okay. Nothing is going to get you. I didn’t know you were that afraid,” she said. “You going to be okay?”
She really did look concerned, and I felt the same way. I was going to pretend to be brave, but I really wasn’t. “I will be okay.”
When we got there, no one was around. There was a note with a jar that said they were leaving early and be fair and put the fee in the jar if we intended on using the maze in the fields.
“It won’t be any fun for you now,” I said. “No one will be jumping out at you if they have all gone home.”
“No, but it will be fun for you because you won’t have to worry about them jumping out at you. We can just play amongst the paths.”
“I guess that would be okay,” I said. We started to walk in the corn. It was very dark. We could barely see in front of us. When we got a little ways inside, I looked in back of me and Joanne was gone.
“JOANNE!” I yelled. And I heard nothing. Not even footsteps. “This isn’t funny. Where did you go?”
I started to walk down the long paths, looking for a way out of them. I didn’t even care if I came out on the wrong side. I just wanted out. “Joanne, please tell me where you are. You know I’m afraid in here.” I nearly felt like crying and my heart was beating what felt like a million miles a minute.
Suddenly something grabbed my jacket from the corn behind me. I screamed as loud as I could. Tears ran down my cheeks almost instantly. I started to fight with whatever it was that grabbed me.
“Stop! Stop! It’s just me. Don’t beat me up!” Joanne said, trying to stop my punches.
I stopped and went right to my knees in the field. I was so glad it was her, but it wasn’t nice of her to do. She dropped down with me and held me in her arms as I cried. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to do that much damage to you. I just figured you would realize it was me. I’m really sorry.”
“It’s okay,” I said, looking at her. I knew she didn’t mean it. She loved to have fun. I was just taking this way overboard but couldn’t stop how I was feeling. “I know you didn’t mean it. It’s no big deal.” I never told her that I had been raped in a field when I was younger. I would never tell anyone that, but it was the reason I was so afraid.
She kissed my cheek. Then the other cheek. Then she looked at me for a long time, before bringing her soft lips upon mine. I began kissing her and taking her clothes off. We didn’t figure anyone would see us, and I don’t think we cared anyway.
I kissed her lips, neck, and down to her breasts after she was totally naked. Her body was so stunning. She pushed her breasts together and into my mouth.
“Bite them,” Joanne said. I bit her nipples, then began to touch her entire body with my fingertips, just missing her pussy. I pushed her back on the ground and spread her legs.
“Eat me. Please. My pussy is so wet,” Joanne said. I bent my head down between her legs. I could smell the sweet scent of her excitement. I bent my head down to lick her clit. She was already soaked and tasting sweet and sensuous. I parted her lips wide so I could get in there with my tongue and teeth real good. I didn’t hurt her but she sure liked her clit nibbled on, which I did for her. Her hips moved in circles as my finger slipped up inside of her. I loved to play in her wetness. “That’s it. Eat me. Bite me. I ache to cum.”
I could hear her wetness as she moved over my face. Then I decided my pussy needed something, and I got up on my knees and straddled her face. Pressing my pussy down on her tongue and squirming, she put her tongue on me. She barely had a choice. Her fingers slipped right inside of me, and her tongue went to my clit. I needed my clit played with to cum. And absolutely had to have something up inside me. “Lick me. Make me cum,” Joanne begged. I moved faster and faster.
“I’m going to cum,” Joanne moaned. Joanne moved over my fingers and my tongue. She tasted great and the sound of her moaning was almost enough to get me off. I pumped her face faster. Then she put in enough fingers to fill me. My body quivered in orgasm as Joanne licked it all up.
“Oh, it feels so good,” I moaned. “I could get used to this if all haunted mazes were like this.”
“I bet you could,” she grinned. “Want more?”
“Always,” I said, kissing her.
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