More than a Handful
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Rachel has been on the brink of admitting she has a thing for other women. When Katie comes into her life, a seemingly unexperienced younger girl with likeminded feelings their relationship blossoms into a bit more.
Once the relationship is established, Katie confesses she is not the naïve girl Rachel thinks she is and proceeds to talk about her first lesbian experience. The tale that Katie tells would rival Scheherazade. A tale so erotic that Rachel sits in rapt attention while the girl’s tale unfolds.
Katie’s saga takes place in an underground subculture that is not for everyone, but the effect the story has on Rachel is like an aphrodisiac and only serves to intensify the emerging relationship between the two women and allows them to experience Katie’s lascivious world together.
Candice Christian
Candice was born in Paris KY on 9 January 1988. Her parents, George Bertrand Christian, an attorney who once aspired to be an actor, and Frances Hollowell insisted that Candice and her sister Simone, be sent to a Catholic school. Candice was deeply religious as a child, at one point thought of becoming a nun.
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More than a Handful - Candice Christian
More Than a Handful
Copyright 2022 Candice Christian
Published by Candice Christian at Smashwords
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'Author's note: All characters depicted in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.'
Table of Contents
Acknowledgements
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Epilogue
About Candice Christian
Other books by Candice Christian
Connect with Candice Christian
Acknowledgement
Marion Ravenwood
Chapter One
I had pretty much given up on men. All they cared about was feeling you up then having a quick fuck. I have yet to find a man who could give me what I so desperately craved – hours of foreplay! Or to be more precise, copious amounts of time fondling, rubbing, licking, and sucking on my breasts and nipples! Raiders of the lost Ark
You see, I have been blessed with very sensitive nipples. So sensitive, in fact, that I cum repeatedly just from having them played with.
Oh, how I long to have them played with by an unselfish man. A man who understands what I want and need. But where to find such a man? I began to believe that such a man didn't exist. I had all but given up on my search and contented myself with hours of self-pleasuring, in a bid to satisfy my lustful yearnings.
I would often fantasize about two men. Each with a nipple in his mouth, sucking and licking me to heaven. But it’s never as good as the real thing could be – most women would agree?
What was also compounding my feeling of frustration was the sweltering summer we were experiencing which would always make me feel perpetually aroused!
The hot sun meant less clothes, which in turn meant that my breasts were more visible to lusty male eyes. They would erect at the slightest thing and when they were hard they protruded by at least an inch! They would rub back and forth against my summer dresses sending exquisite feelings of pleasure and the urgent need for sexual release.
I worked in the city for a firm of stockbrokers. I spent my entire time in the data input department where I shared a large open plan office with about fifty other girls. At 39 I was probably the oldest by quite a bit, but that didn't bother me. They all looked to me as a kind of mother figure – often there would always be one who came to me with boyfriend or husband problems. And I'd hear the same stories over and over again. Men!
Anyway, this particular week was hot and it wasn't helped by the fact that the air conditioning had broken down at the office. There we were fifty perspiring female bodies. On one particular day at the office it was so hot that I decided to remove my underwear, when no one was looking, leaving just my thin summer dress for cover. It was all I could think to do.
Our cubicles provided us with a little privacy. The only person who had a view into my cubicle was a girl, Katie, who had joined us at the beginning of the week. Her cubicle opening faced mine from across the walkway.
On the first day Katie arrived I was unaware of her presence and for a moment, safe in the thought I would not be seen, I allowed my fingers the pleasure of rubbing my nipples back and forth through the material of my dress. I couldn't help it – they were itching to be felt and oooooh did it feel nice! When I opened my eyes I found Katie