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Chocolate Dreams 
by Lotuseater (kim_lotuseater@hotmail.com)

***

Two sexually frustrated women fall into an affair. An 
affair that is intruded on by the law. (FFF, 1st-
lesbian-expr, d/s, intr, asian)

***

Getting into her car, Vivienne Wu angrily slammed the 
door of her sleek black convertible. She was a vision of 
glittering diamond necklace and bracelet, lustrous 
upswept hair, and perfect ivory complexion, decked out 
in black stiletto heels and black silk stockings.

All day spent at the spa, hours with her hair and 
meticulous makeup for her husband's birthday dinner 
tonight, all for nothing. When she'd telephoned his 
office to confirm his early arrival, he'd been 
apologetic and said he'd have to have a business dinner 
tonight instead. Dinner would be ruined. Furious words 
had ensued, and she'd icily wished him good luck on 
finding her at home when he eventually returned.

As she roared out of the carport, Vivienne dialed 
Rebecca, her best friend and confidante. Another 
"trophy" wife, Rebecca Sommersby had been Vivienne's 
oldest friend since she'd emigrated to America. Driving 
aimlessly through the small suburb of Willow Lake, 
Vivienne fumed into the telephone. Rebecca was 
sympathetic. "Twenty years, and he does this to me! I've 
been a good mother, a good wife, and this is how he 
appreciates me?" the beautiful Chinese woman asked 
rhetorically.

"Viv, don't go there. You know Colin loves you.

He's probably working on another big merger. You've got 
a hard-working man, that's all. These things happen. You 
know, Jack hasn't been home for supper in weeks."

She was silent. Colin Wu was a wonderful husband, a 
marvelous father to their daughter and well regarded in 
their little town. "Darling, why don't you just give him 
a raincheck?" Vivienne slowed her car as she entered the 
little town. "Rebecca, you're right. I suppose I was 
just disappointed. Let me! ring Colin straight away and 
make it up to him."

"Honey, maybe you're disappointed because you were 
looking for a little something in return after supper," 
Rebecca thought to herself.

The office telephone rang until Heather, Colin's 
secretary, answered. "Heather, it's Mrs. Wu. Please take 
a message for Colin that I'm sorry about dinner tonight, 
and..." Vivienne's eye was caught by the vivid neon sign 
of the store before her, fairly shouting "Chocolate 
Dreams" in bold lavender and pink. "Tell him I'll have a 
surprise for him when he gets home!" the thirty-nine 
year old woman said impulsively.

Inside the ice-cream parlor Chocolate Dreams, pretty 
Anna Cathcart was vaguely disquieted. As Vivienne Wu was 
ivory and ebony, the perky blonde was a wholesome 
peaches and cream, set off by a glowing golden tan. Her 
only concession to makeup was her bright pink lipstick. 
The young coed had been thinking about a recent incident 
that both frightened and excited, something that spoke 
volumes about who she was and where she was going in 
life.

She'd found herself in the school library. She didn't 
need books, or research, or to borrow anything. Anna was 
there because of Miss Flynn the librarian. Willow Lake 
rumor had it that Miss Flynn was gay, and out of 
curiosity Anna was determined to find out.

When she'd found the tall, busty redhead alone in the 
back of the periodicals section, Anna posed her question 
by standing on tiptoes and simply kissing her full on 
her luscious mouth. The surprised librarian had been 
taken aback at first, then responded eagerly. She'd 
asked if Anna was sure about this. Anna had nodded 
vigorously. They'd had supper together in her apartment 
(the first time Anna had lobster). That night Miss Flynn 
had become "Jessica" and Anna had lost her virginity.

Anna was tingling with the memory of their hour of 
tender lovemaking, and musing about other possibilities 
when the door chime rang musically, announcing a 
customer. She was surprised to see Mrs. Wu enter, 
dressed to the nines. She had been friends with Karen, 
Mrs. Wu's daughter, who was away at State College.

"Hello, Anna," Mrs. Wu exclaimed. "We've not seen you in 
a long time!"

"Hi, Mrs. Wu," Anna replied. "Yes, it's been a while." 
Impossible thoughts began forming in the nineteen year-
old's mind. She was fascinated by the older woman's 
ravishing appearance. What was the occasion, some kind 
of party? Anna toyed with her pony tail distractedly.

"Well, we should have you over soon." Vivienne removed 
her gloves. The light caught the polish of her 
fingernails, and glinted from her diamond engagement 
ring and platinum wedding band. "Can you please help 
me?"

Anna wickedly thought about helping herself to the 
exotic Asian beauty. Jessica had opened her eyes to a 
world of possibilities, but how would she ever manage to 
reach Mrs. Wu?

"Sure, Mrs. Wu. What can I do for you?"

"I'd like a birthday cake, a special cake."

"No problem, Mrs. Wu. Oh, look at the time. I'll tell 
you what, do you mind if I just flip over the 'Closed' 
sign and turn off the front lights?" The teenager had 
contrived a definite plan.

"Oh, please go right ahead, Anna." Vivienne moved to 
inspect the freezer case, smoothing her black silk 
dress.

"Be right back, Mrs. Wu" the blonde dashed out to turn 
over the sign and flick off the lights.

"What will it be, Mrs. Wu?" she asked as she returned.

"So many choices! I think I'll have this "Rocky Road and 
Vanilla" cake with the chocolate icing, Anna." It was a 
sumptuous symphony of dark chocolate frosting, piled 
high with whipped cream.

"Cool choice, Mrs. Wu! That's my favorite, too."

"Really?" the unsuspecting housewife asked. The blonde 
nodded.

"Shall I make it 'Happy Birthday' for Mr. Wu?" she asked 
innocently. Her hear thudded in her chest with the 
audacity of her bold plan. Would it work?

"Yes, please Anna." Vivienne fished a twenty dollar bill 
from her purse.

"Sure thing," the girl fumbled with the cover. This 
would be tricky.

"Here you go," she said as she raised the package over 
the counter. Vivienne's outstretched arms went to meet 
the package. She couldn't have known Anna would give the 
box a little toss, nor that the lid would flop wide 
open. Cake, inscription and all, sailed straight into 
the woman's generous chest. It made a spectacular 
impact, as the Chinese woman shrieked in surprise.

"Ohmigosh!" exclaimed Anna, running out from behind the 
counter. "Here, let me get you cleaned up, I am sooo 
sorry," she chattered as she dabbed at Vivienne's ample 
front with a towel.

"That's all right, dear," the surprised Vivienne 
responded, "accidents will happen."

Anna babbled as she wiped chocolate from the front of 
the expensive dress, "Oh, no! Your beautiful dress is 
ruined and it's all my fault, I'm so sorry, Mrs. Wu!" As 
she had hoped, the sudden surprise and the cold ice-
cream had their expected effect on Mrs. Wu's nipples. 
She could feel their hardness through the lacy 
brassiere. She couldn't believe her own daring.

Vivienne couldn't help but notice the younger girl's 
attentions. Whatever was Anna doing? It felt good, 
whatever the girl was up to. She suddenly realized, as 
had Rebecca much earlier, the reason for her anger with 
Colin. She'd simply been horny beyond belief!

"Oh, Mrs. Wu, what can I ever do to make up for this?" 
Anna wailed, looking deep into the older woman's eyes. 
Vivienne suddenly understood the younger girl's meaning. 
Well, she thought, I certainly have nothing better to do 
tonight...

"Nonsense, Anna," the Chinese woman reassured the girl. 
"Think nothing of it."

"But Mrs. Wu," Anna persisted, still rubbing her 
breasts, "I feel so upset."

Vivienne decided to see where this would lead. "Well, 
Anna, you're doing fine so far." The pretty young blonde 
continued her ministrations to that marvelous chest. The 
headiness of the older woman's perfume was intoxicating.

"Do you really think so, Mrs. Wu?" she asked coyly. By 
way of answer, the older woman brought her lips to the 
youngster's mouth and kissed her deeply, even as the 
girl kneaded her tits. Eyes closed, they embraced 
warmly, smearing the cake's frosting into each other's 
clothing.

"Oh, yes, Anna," she breathed. "And it's 'Vivienne'."

Fireworks exploded in Anna's head as they broke their 
kiss. She was under the dress now, directly fondling the 
older woman's fine breasts with her sticky hands, 
exposing their pale perfection. Tiny pink nipples stood 
out turgidly, proof of the Chinese woman's obvious 
excitement. Her bare shoulders were all gooseflesh, Anna 
noted with satisfaction. Vivienne's skin was radiant, 
like pearls.

"All right, 'Vivienne', let's see what else I can do," 
Anna whispered, dropping to her knees before her 
friend's mother. A soft moan escaped Vivienne's lips as 
Anna knelt before her sex. Tender hands clutched her 
behind as the blonde buried her face in the front of her 
dress. Vivienne leaned against the counter for support, 
breathing rapidly.

 As Vivienne moved backward, Anna went to flick off the 
light, plunging the store into utter darkness. Returning 
to the counter, the panting teenager hitched the black 
dress up over the older woman's hips, marvelling at the 
fineness of the material. She guided Vivienne's legs 
together, so she could slip her panties down and off. 
Then she turned her attention to Vivienne's sopping 
pussy. She carefully slid a questing finger into the 
velvety folds before her. The teenager's hot breath felt 
sensational on the Chinese woman's bare bottom.

"Oh, Anna," Vivienne groaned, holding the blonde head to 
her bottom. In reply, the girl lavished attention on the 
Chinese woman's proud clit. Her tongue stroked and 
prodded and caressed and played, as Jessica had taught 
her just a few nights earlier. She was gratified to feel 
the older woman's hips bucking in response. Vivienne's 
hot, overflowing sex clamped tightly around the 
teenager's exploring finger, making a moistly sucking 
sound. It felt so wonderful. Just then, the doormat 
chime rang its musical tone.

The two lovers froze, their hearts sinking.

"I can't believe I forgot to lock the door," Anna 
thought in panic.

Deputy Pat Smythe had been doing rounds in the quiet 
town for an hour when she'd noticed the BMW was still 
outside the darkened store. Nearing the end of the 
evening shift (it was such a small town that there was 
no "graveyard shift"), she had been prepared to go 
straight home as usual when she'd spotted the Wu's 
sports car in front of the tony establishment. Following 
procedure, she'd tried the door and to her surprise, it 
opened.

As she moved into the darkness, she sensed the sudden 
movement in the back. She instinctively reached for her 
sidearm as she shone her flashlight toward the huddled 
pair in the rear of the store. Pat nearly dropped the 
flashlight when she saw who it was, and what they'd been 
doing. Despite herself, the beautiful auburn-haired 
officer smiled in the dim light.

"Ladies," Pat managed, after she regained her composure, 
"I think we can work out a way I can keep this out of 
tonight's blotter." The twenty eight year old deputy had 
been a confirmed bisexual since being seduced by the 
town's buxom librarian last year. A striking five-eight, 
she bore the graceful build of a competitive athlete.

"Yes, Officer," Anna and Vivienne chorused guiltily.

"Fine," the attractive deputy replied. She unbuckled her 
belt.

"First things first, you go and lock up that front door, 
Missy," she directed Anna. The blonde sat up in sudden 
surprise, then eagerly scurried to comply.

"Miz Wu, I'll need to take your statement in the back 
room. And bring that radio along with you. If you'd join 
us young lady?" Pat continued as she unbuttoned her 
uniform. She slowly undressed as she walked along. The 
two women gaped as her uniform blouse fell to the floor, 
followed by her pants.

When she reached the counter, her brassiere floated down 
exposing a magnificent pair of tanned tits. She was 
candy-colored all over, with wide aureoles the size of 
quarters. There were no tan lines. As the trio entered 
the back room, her damp panties were the last to go. Her 
bush was neatly trimmed into a rectangular pattern.

"Leave those fine things on," she huskily directed the 
surprised Chinese woman, who had begun to unzip her 
dress. "You, I want to see naked," she said to Anna. The 
coed quickly did as she was told. She pulled her tee 
shirt over her head, unclasped her brassiere and slipped 
off her jeans and panties as quickly as she could. 
Deputy Smythe appreciatively took in the sight of the 
silken skin, with the pale outline of a thong bikini 
complementing the golden tan. She murmured her 
satisfaction.

"Now, let Deputy Pat show you the error of your ways, 
ladies." The tall auburn-haired athletic beauty plugged 
in the bright yellow portable stereo and turned it on. A 
snappy techno-beat number came on, with an insistent 
backbeat.

"Anything you say, Officer," Vivienne answered, as in a 
dream. Was this really happening to her?

"Now, Missy, I want you to lay some garbage bags on the 
floor there in front of the locker." Pat told Anna, one 
hand tweaking her left nipple until it was rock-hard, 
the other working busily between her legs. Her foot 
rested on a nearby folding chair, exposing her steaming 
pink sex for her audience to appreciate.

"You, there, Miz Wu, I want you to open up that jug of 
chocolate sauce and that jar of cherries there, hop to 
it!" The two busied themselves while the deputy 
masturbated herself to arousal. When they were done, Pat 
nodded her approval.

"Now, Anna, I want you on all fours on those garbage 
bags. Viv, you straddle her backside." They did as 
instructed.

"Viv, hike up you dress so's that nice wet pussy can rub 
up on that young ass. That's it, ride that sweet young 
thing. Get it going good, now." The Chinese woman 
obeyed, hands instinctively going to her own breasts as 
she sat astride the girl. The silken dress, smeared with 
frosting and ice-cream, slipped off her shoulders and 
tits, exposing her distended nipples. She pulled and 
twisted and teased them to even more hardness. Anna 
began to moan softly, one hand fingering her pert young 
breasts. She felt her arousal building in her fiery 
pussy.

"That's it. Viv, bend down on her back. Put your left 
hand on Missy's sweet tits. I want you to rub her pussy 
with your right. You right handed? That's fine." 
Vivienne couldn't believe the sensation. Her blood-
engorged nipples felt as though they must burst, they 
were so hard. Her head swam as her breasts rubbed 
against the silken skin of the teenager's back. 

She scarcely knew what she was doing as the fingers of 
her left hand deftly tweaked the stiffening nipple of 
Anna's left breast, while her right hand stroked her 
sexy wetness. Anna felt the familiar stirrings of orgasm 
mounting deep within her loins, while her tits burned 
with desire. She inhaled sharply through clenched teeth 
under the older woman's weight. The slipperiness of the 
sticky dress aroused her strangely.

Anna's right fingers roamed with a life of their own, 
alternating between her own breast and the back of 
Vivienne's talented hand.

"You're doin' fine, gals," the deputy continued. "Taste 
your fingers, now, Viv." The Chinese woman's eyes 
involuntarily rolled back as she licked the girl's 
savory juices from her hand. Anna's cunt began to spasm 
as she felt the older woman's tits stabbing her back, 
while her wet pussy sloppily rubbed her ass. She moaned 
again, involuntary noises coming from deep in her 
throat. 

"Kiss her, Viv. What are you waiting for, girl?" Pat 
said in mock impatience. Vivienne hungrily searched for 
the younger girl's mouth. Impulsively, she thrust her 
hot tongue into an ear. With a little cry, Anna's lithe 
body jerked convulsively as she climaxed once, then 
twice. Vivienne continued rubbing herself against the 
younger woman's body, cooing softly to Anna. She, too, 
felt the stirrings in her own pussy.

"All right, lesson two." Pat said crisply. "Missy, 
you're in that chair over there. Viv, on your back. 
That's it, prop yourself up on your elbows, just like 
that. Missy, I'm sure you'll find something to do while 
you're watchin'," she continued ironically.

The dazed Chinese woman lay on her back, wondering what 
was to come. The deputy, now thoroughly wet, straddled 
Vivienne's face, who greedily buried her tongue in the 
auburn bush without waiting for instructions, lapping 
eagerly at the drooling pussy before her. Pat gasped 
with delight. Without a word, Vivienne licked and lapped 
at the sloppy cunt, while Anna idly cupped her breasts 
with both hands. The two older women drank in the sight 
of the young blonde playing with her beautiful young 
body, as she took in the sensuous scene before her.

Watching and being watched, the young girl was certainly 
getting more than she'd bargained for that night!

From her awkward squat (which lewdness excited Anna all 
the more from her vantage point), Pat moved off the 
Chinese woman's face. "Wait, I'm not finished," the 
Asian began. "Hush up, honey; nobody says you are." Pat 
snapped in feigned severity. "Sweetie, get that 
chocolate sauce over here," the beautiful deputy ordered 
as she laid down facing Vivienne. Anna handed the 
container to Pat. She had both hands rubbing her soaking 
wet pussy, as she stared openly at the glorious 
spectacle before her.

"Watch and learn, darlin'," Pat said, pouring the sticky 
liquid over her crotch and Vivienne's. She set the 
plastic jug down and dipped both hands into the 
chocolate. Slowly, deliberately, she moved her hands 
over the recumbent woman's silk-shrouded body, covering 
it in chocolate. Vivienne trembled with excitement. Her 
eyes sought the deputy's green ones, wide with wonder. 
When their bodies were both covered with the sauce, Pat 
moved her groin up against Vivienne's. They clasped 
hands and ground their sexes together, slowly at first, 
then more and more rapidly.

"Yeah, that's it, baby. You feel that, Sugar? You feel 
that?" Pat grunted as the first waves of her orgasm 
washed over her. "Oh, shit, yeah, that's it. Give it to 
me, you cunt. You're a slut, ain'tcha? You're my little 
whore, aren't you? Say it! Say it, you little bitch!" 
Pat clamped her thighs together tightly, making the 
chocolate squish and pop with the movement.

Anna was in heaven. "Fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck," she 
unconsciously chanted to herself, diddling her clit and 
squeezing one breast in time to the pulsing music. Her 
pussy spasmed uncontrollably. Was this really happening 
to her?

Vivienne couldn't believe her ears as she heard herself 
respond. "Uh! Unh! Unhh! Yes! Yes! Oh, yes, Pat, yes! 
Yes, yes! I'm your little bitch, I'm your whore! Oh, 
God, I'm cumming! I'm cuuuuuuuming! Oh! Oh! Ohhhhhh!" 
Both pairs of hips thrust into the air simultaneously. 
In unison, their thighs left the ground as explosive 
climaxes reached them at the same instant. The two of 
them came together, shuddering with ecstasy as girlcum 
mingled with the chocolate sauce. Waves of pleasure 
washed over them for what seemed like an eternity.

Pat spoke after catching her breath. "Now, baby, bring 
them cherries over here. No, don't git up, Viv; we still 
ain't done yet, you hot momma." She husked, one hand 
stroking the Asian beauty's hair. Anna rushed to obey.

"Okay Missy, I want you to slip some of those in here," 
Pat indicated Vivienne's pussy, "here," her puckered 
asshole, "and here," her mouth. Anna did, silently. 
Vivienne held the young girl's eyes with her own in 
wanton lust as the pretty blonde complied. She clamped 
her rosebud lips over the teenager's fingers as they 
left her pouting mouth. Anna noticed with excitement 
that their hot kiss had smeared the older woman's coral-
hued lipstick. She only hoped that her own face looked 
as hot!

"Now me," smiled Pat seductively. The cherries slipped 
in with a satisfying series of "slurps" that aroused the 
young girl still more. She squirmed again.

"Your turn to get dirty, Girlie," said Pat around a 
mouthful of cherry. "C'mere!" She held out her open 
arms. With a squeal, Anna dropped into the beautiful 
policewoman's muscular embrace. As they caressed, she 
was thrilled to feel the stickiness against her body. 
Vivienne moved to rub her still-clothed body against 
Anna's back. The sensation was indescribable. 

They kissed one another in turn, sticky-sweet cherry 
juice and chocolate and cum anointing faces, hair and 
clothing. All three were moaning passionately, writhing 
and rubbing each other with reckless abandon. Gasping 
for breath, Vivienne broke her embrace to kneel before 
Anna. She took the teenager's right nipple into her 
mouth and sucked for all she was worth. Anna felt cherry 
meat and chocolate sauce on her breast, and clenched her 
pussy reflexively.

She gasped as Vivienne playfully nipped her nipple. 
Shifting, Pat lay before Anna's kneeling form. She 
shoved the blonde's thighs apart impatiently, and 
transferred the cherries one by one from her own pussy 
into Anna's. The young girl couldn't believe her eyes. 
She threw her head back while Pat worked the cherries in 
there, while the older woman's expert tongue played 
arpeggios on her throbbing clit. Now it was Vivienne's 
turn to pleasure herself with her free hand while these 
two beautiful women performed before her eyes, her mouth 
full of teenaged tit.

"Ready, girls?" Pat breathed. The two women ignored her, 
moaning as Vivienne took as much of the blonde's breast 
into her mouth as she could, while she fingered her own 
dripping snatch. Anna's breath came in short, ragged 
gasps as she diddled her own clit with one hand and 
massaged her free breast with the other.

"Now, Missy, you're really gonna see something!" Pat 
exclaimed. As she spoke, she began pulling the cherries 
from the teenager's quivering cunt, one after another. 
Anna nearly fainted from the sensation and the sight of 
Pat greedily devouring each cum-drenched cherry in turn. 
As each cherry emerged, she felt her orgasm building 
until finally, unbelievably, she came all over Pat's 
eager hand. Sticky cherry juice mixed with girl-cum ran 
down Pat's chin. Panting for breath, the exhausted 
teenager collapsed backwards. As she did, Pat directed 
Vivienne to mount the young blonde's face, so she could 
return the favor. 

Pat took the opportunity to French-kiss the beautiful 
Asian, again smearing sticky juices over Vivienne's 
flushed face. She straddled the waiting girl, who 
prodded and probed with her hot tongue until she located 
those warm cherries. The Chinese woman moaned as each 
succulent globe left her pulsing sex. Just as she felt 
she could stand no more, she sensed Pat moving to her 
rear. Dear Lord, what on earth was she doing?

The policewoman performed the same operation on her 
asshole! She could contain herself no longer. Pat was 
moaning, frigging herself with her free hand while 
exploring Vivienne's sensitive rectum. Anna contented 
herself by doing the same. The three of them came once 
more, shuddering to climax.

END

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