Apple Pie Shooters

I took off my shoes and walked into the party which promised to be interesting. It was at the house of a gay couple, celebrating a lesbian friend’s birthday. I felt like I was with plastic surgery girl all over again as the party wore on. I have never seen that many butch lesbians in all my life. I swear they could’ve all passed for skinny little boys.

There was a particular couple that was so attractive I couldn’t keep my eyes off of them. The first girl was Asian and dressed like an Anime character, with an impossible black dress and some sort of funky ankle cuffs that looked faux-dominatrix. Her girlfriend I mistook for a boy until the moment she spoke. She sported a faux hawk and a white wife beater with a handkerchief tied expertly around her neck.

It all started with the drinking game. My fabulous friend (FF) brought the ammo needed for Apple Pie Shooters, and although I didn’t partake it looked delicious. AnimeGirl went first, and the people administering the shot surrounded her.

First the cupful of apple juice was administered. The girl pouring the apple juice was sloppy and spilled it all over poor AnimeGirl’s face, but she just wiped it away and the next person dropped in the shot of vodka. FF squirted the whipped cream into her mouth, and the last person topped her off with a dash of cinnamon. She was instructed to close her mouth and shake her head, then swallow.

She concurred that it tasted just like Apple Pie. She floated out of the chair and walked over to Handkerchief Girl and said “Taste it, Baby” and swept her up in one of the Top 5 Greatest Kisses I’ve Personally Witnessed. They made out like it was going to be the last time, and all of us stopped to stare. Later even FF admitted that it turned her on.

They were almost the same height, and for the rest of the party Handkerchief Girl would lean into AnimeGirl and they would have a steamy make-out session against various walls. They never failed to stop the party every time they did this, and we would all stare, because it was the most sensual thing we’d ever seen. These girls were hot, not because it was two girls, but because of the passion they had for each other.

I’ve seen porn, I’ve seen romance movies, and I’ve seen stage productions that were meant to turn people on. But I’m telling you, those two girls turned me on more than any of those things.