Dear readers, last time I told you about a busy weekend at Candy’s Hotel and another change in my looks. This time we will do a lil time warp and jump straight into December.
Pregnancy and Becoming a Mother
I am pretty sure you all followed Jess’s pregnancy on her blog and have read about Kane’s quest to impregnate the whole staff of Candy’s hotel.
I am not sure how I got roped into it.
Too many drinks at the hotel bar?
One of the X Sisters infamous procedures?
It’s all a bit hazy, but I knew I had a freak-out when I found out I was pregnant. I am way too young to be called Mommy! Something Kane does a lot to tease me. After a few shots of gin and after I raided Jess “secret” stash of weed I felt calm and called Kane to set up a talk. He was very considerate of my situation and promised to help me. He even offered to adopt and I could be involved in raising our kid as much as I wanted.
On the 4th of December, I gave birth to our daughter Chandi. She is quite a handful and raising her is a challenge, especially since someone stares at Lumi tends to forget landmines and other explosives around the house.
Kane visits her frequently. Of course, his visits are, at the moment, supervised by our nanny or me, so he does not poke Chandi with a stick, drop her, or confuse her with a chimpanzee.
Bringing the Christmas Cheer
December was a busy month here at Candy’s as we were all busy bringing Christmas cheer to our guests. Caro had decorated the hotel festively. Early in December, an ugly gnome stood in the lobby, inviting our waitresses and guests to participate in our Secret Santa.
I decided early on, that for the holiday season, I would only wear Christmas-themed clothing or lingerie in the hotel. Which was a good reason to go shopping.
As if I need a reason to go shopping.
I blame you Jess :P!
Someone give me a reason not to shop!
So I hit up some of my fav designers to shop for sexy Christmas outfits. I got lucky at Candy Kitten and LeLa. Both stores had a few very nice pieces on sale. Here are a few of my favorites.
A New Home
One evening I got home and found a drunken Santa in my room. About that time I received a text from Jess.
Hey roomie, enjoy your Christmas deco and say goodbye to your room.
PS: The house is gonna blow up in 10, so you better get your ass out there.
Knowing this was dead serious I wanted to grab some clothes, but everything I owned was gone.
WTF!!!
With nothing else to do I headed out as fast as I could and joined the others outside. Before I could say anything Jess shushed me and said. “Your stuff has already been taken care of.”
Okaaay
It was snowing and someone put a mug of hot spiced wine in my hand, it was Brooke. Greg was also there and the four of us watched the house blow up. Someone had added some fireworks, so it was quite a spectacle, finishing with a nakie Santa.
I looked over to Jess. ”What was that all about roomie?”
She shrugged. “I was bored with the house and wanted to do something new. And since Brooke and Greg will both be moving in I figured something more communal.”
“Okies and where are we going to sleep tonight?” I inquired.
She seemed shaken but quickly recovered. “The hotel of course.”
So we drove to the hotel, raided the bar, watched Netflix, and made ourselves comfy.
Instead of the smoking ruins of Jess’s house, I found four cottages and a barn circling an enormous Christmas tree. I found all my stuff in one of them; the barn was our communal living room.
A few days later Jess told us she was moving out. Of course, there would still be unannounced room inspections … btw I am not 12 anymore!
Hearing this I got very sad. I loved living with Jess and she will be forever my roomie. L
Buuutt there also was good news as Sasha would be moving into her house.
A Christmas Road Trip
Jess and I decided to visit the Christmas Expo. We wanted to enjoy the winter wonderland, browse the shops and show Santa how good naughty girls could be. For the occasion, I choose a woolen dress, which showed a nice amount of boobies, and “accidentally” forgot to wear panties. Good if you sit on Santa’s lap. 😀
We met up at the hotel where Brooke, Greg, and Fox joined us. We wandered for a bit through the winter wonderland, which was quite fun. Some of the buildings looked like they were made out of candy. I managed to hold back and didn’t start to nibble on someone else’s house.
Fox left us early. Shortly after that we heard a scream from Brooke and saw a sleigh taking off through the air. Of course, we looked everywhere. Fearing we had lost Brooke, we were just having a few eggnogs before going on with our search. But miraculously she showed up again.
Some elves tried to abduct her and took her on a wild ride over the park. But what did they want of her?
Maybe they wanted to feed her to a crazy snowman or ice bear?
Or put her to work in some sweatshops at the North Pole to craft toys?
Or maybe they were just pervs? I mean Brooke is a total hottie.
Anyways she was back and our fellowship was complete again. We decided to leave the Expo. Jess had bought some bike sleighs and wanted to go racing. So we did just that. I went with Brooke as my driver and Jess drove Greg. Our sleighs were full of prezzies, so Greg and I started throwing them at the opposing drivers, to confuse them and get them off track. We had a lot of laughs and got so confused about which way to drive.
After a short break, some real challenge was required. We found ourselves a great overland track. Dressing up in some stylish leather I shrieked in delight and held on for dear life as Brooke raced the bike up and down hills and through tight curves. Unlike some other drivers, she didn’t explode us.
We found a nice cave and decided to take a break. Brooke and Jess had quickly set up a camp, with everything we needed .. pool, hot tub, BBQ even a bed, and of course music.
I had just finished putting on my bikini when Brooke waved at me. “Come on wing girl join me.” Sliding next to her into the warm waters of the hot tub I sighted. She quickly put her arms around me and kissed me. Her lips send an electric tingle through my body. Looking deep into my eyes she whispered. “This time you won’t slip away wing girl.”
“Who says I want to get away,” I replied before snuggling up to her and kissing her again. I was nervous and excited but in totes good way. I had never been with a girl, except in threesomes at the hotel, where the focus were our male guests. Our wet bikinis quickly landed on the cave floor as we explored each other’s bodies with lips and hands.
I was dimly aware of my surroundings, heard the music, and heard Jess sing as she bounced on Greg’s cock. At some point, Brooke took my hand leading me to the bed, before I fell out of the hot tub. She spread my legs and dove between them. From there I was in a lusty haze as Brooke drove me crazy. I remember screaming something incoherent like “Holy Fucking Hell” as my climax hit me.
When I came to my senses I smelled food. Someone had made burgers and hot dogs and I saw Brooke laying on my tummy grinning like a cat. “Told you I could make your kitty sing.” I pulled her towards me kissing her for a long time. “Yes you did,” I whispered when we broke the kiss.
Jess yelled. “If you want to eat something get your lazy asses out of bed.” Laughing we both raced each other to the BBQ. After some delicious food, we got dressed and continued our journey. This tie Brooke tried to teach me how to drive. I didn’t go very fast. The gears and all were very confusing. I totes need more practice. But I also didn’t explode us. Our last stop was a cemetery, guess all the drivers who didn’t make it are buried here. Here we parted ways. It was such a fun day. I have to get myself a bike and explore more of Second Life.
Read about Jess experience of our roadtrip here.
Attack of the Pervy Snowmen
One night, I had just put Chandi to bed, fixed myself a hot coco, and was ready to sit down and continue with my book, the backdoor to my house flew open and Sasha jumped in, rolled over her shoulder, and slammed the door shut.
I screamed and threw my book at her. The heavy tome hit her head.
“Ouchies!” What was that for she complained?
“How should I know it was you? You could totes been that weirdo sneaking around the neighborhood.” I almost yelled at her s I fell back into the sofa.
She cut me off. “Shush! Have you seen them?” She whispered.
I looked at her confused. “Whom the pervy weirdo?”
She nodded. “Yuss, but he brought some friends.”
We both crept to one of the windows and looked outside. There was someone or something moving outside. They were weirdly shaped and small, almost like children.
Sasha’s elbow hit my side. “Are those cocks?”
I was going to say something when I realized she was right. That looked like dick.
I got up. “We need to investigate.”
Sasha looked at me. “But they might be dangerous?”
“I got you, girl.” I went up to my bedroom and grabbed my trusty railgun. I bought it because there were rumors that someone wanted to kill me during my pregnancy.
Sasha looked at me still fearful. “I stay here and keep watch so they don’t surround you.”
“Good idea” I stepped out on the porch and went over to the creatures who indeed looked like small snowmen … except they were wearing ball gags and strap-ons.
“Okaaay guys who are you and what do you want? Are you with the perv that sneaks around here?” I inquired.
No answer … instead one of the guys swaddled over to me and bumped my leg with his strappy.
Bump
Bump
I lowered my gun … they seemed friendly enuff. Two more of those strange snow creatures shuffled over.
Suddenly Sasha stormed out .. I shrieked in panic and the lil guys scattered.
“I gots it! They want to fuck!” She exclaimed throwing down two blankets and lifting her skirt.
I shook my head giggling. “You are such a slut.”
She stuck out her tongue. “Says the bigger slut!”
I was curious so I sat down on the other blanked and hitched up my dress.
Soon enuff the lil snowmen were back and they were quite eager to please two horny sluts in need of cock.
After we needed a long hot shower and some hot coco, it was quite fun.
Next time at Chandra’ Travels
This concludes the first part of my December stories. Next time we talk about a lesbian show at Caroline’s Hideout, our Christmas party, and a Christmess Candybang.
The only question still remaining is:
Who is the bigger slut Sasha or me?
What do you think dear readers?
