1. The Barbie Lez Fantasies - Week 32: The Cherry Popsicle


    Date: 8/26/2017, Categories: Fantasy, Straight Sex, Lesbian, Hardcore, Lesbian, Oral Sex / Blowjob, Teen, Written by women, Teen, Author: barbielez, Source: sexstories.com

    Author's Note 1: These short fantasies started off as weekly mini-stories for my readers, but the newsletter was shut down because autoresponders do not accept adult content. I thus decided to publish these fantasies for free for my readers to enjoy. It is meant to entertain, so please do not leave hateful comments if everything is not perfect. I am only human after all. Author’s Note 2: Although this fantasy can be read independently, it was written as part of a series. For full enjoyment, please read “The Barbie Lez Fantasies: Week 1-31”. *** Have you ever had one of those fantasies? You know, the ones that feel so real you begin to wonder if you are actually imagining them. Well, I do… because I have them all the time! Sometimes, they turn into a story, but mostly they remain trapped inside my brain. That is, until now… The province of Quebec, like most of Canada, is known for reaching bone-shattering temperatures during the winter. What most people do not know is just how hot it can get in summer—especially in the city. Yet, people’s ignorance does nothing to affect nature. Because of this, my roommate and I were stuck in our air-conditioning-free apartment during the worst heat wave of the summer. To make things worse, it was not a dry heat, but one of those make-your-clothes-stick-to-your-body heats that make you seriously consider death as an alternative. Having already gone through every last ice cube—as well as almost everything in the freezer—we were stuck with ...
    nothing to keep us cool but a fan that did little to help us bear the intense heat of the early afternoon. Both my roommate and I were seated in front of the TV, doing our best to keep our skin from fusing with the couch as a result of the heat. Unfortunately, that was hard given the fact that we were both soaked from head to toe. Fortunately, my roommate soon came up with a solution. “Hey!” she suddenly said, breaking the silence that had settled between us, “I have an idea.” I nodded, too lazy to speak. Her answer came in the form of a single word, yet that was enough to force me out of my passive state. “Popsicles!” was all she said. Sharing a quick glance, we both jumped up and hurried out of the apartment. Minutes later, we reached the grocery store, only to discover it had already been raided by equally sweaty customers. Lucky for us, we managed to get our hands on the last box of popsicles. Unfortunately, they were cherry-flavored—my least-favorite flavor—but given the intense heat, I should have counted myself lucky instead of complaining. Still, complaining is fun… But I digress. Back to the story. Five minutes later we were back home. Each grabbing one stick of frozen goodness, we stuffed the rest into the freezer to keep them from melting. Moments later, we were sitting on the couch, tearing the wrapping, revealing the bright-red cylinders. Though I usually prefer real fruit to that artificial crap, I could not help but moan softly as I slipped the frozen juice—if you ...
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