Romantic Dinner conversations

Jen looked at Elsa. The pretty blue eyes looked at her in a way that she never say before. Sure she had been fucked by guys and knew the look of lust, but while Elsa’s eyes had lust, they had something else behind them. Was it that Elsa actually loved her? Elsa kept her eyes locked with Jen’s as she leaned in closer.

“Please kiss me mistress,” Elsa whispered.

Unsure what to do, and realizing this is why she had picked the pinup model next to her, Jen let Elsa’s lips touch hers. As their lips met, Jen could feel the passion in Elsa’s and watched as the blonde closed her eyes as a face of swooning over took the blonde. Jen kept her eyes open but allowed the kiss to continue. She was surprised as the kiss got deeper, Elsa kissing with more of her mouth and then starting to add tongue. Jen felt the passion radiating from the fanasty next to her and she had to admit that it was affecting her.

The beeping of the timer broke the mood.

“Shit,” Jen cursed as she tried to get up on unsteady legs.

“Saved by the bell?” Elsa mused, “I suppose dinner is first.”

“That was…” Jen started.

“Wow?” Elsa continued

“Yeah, wow,” Jen agreed, “Uh, I didn’t know I was going to have a guest when I started dinner.”

“I’ll open another bag of salad mix,” Elsa smiled as she patted Jen on the back, “And get the drinks.”

*

“I find it weird that I was made a gay icon,” Elsa said flatly.

“Really?” Jen asked as she got another spoon full of rice.

“I mean, when you watched me in the first movie,” Elsa said holding up a fork of lettuce, “The best way to describe my sexual identity would have been ‘traumatized’ really.”

Jen mumbled something with her mouth full of rice.

“Well think about it,” Elsa said, “I start off by nearly killing my sister with my powers, I get told how I could create the apocalypse, and that any emotions I have will create **** around me. Then my first musical number is me having a psychotic episode about abandoning everything and running away from my life…”

Jen was trying to keep from **** while laughing while she chewed her rice.

“And then there is all the **** porn,” Elsa put a hand over her face, “Oh boy, that is my little sister!”

“So,” Jen finished her mouthful of rice, “No Anna…”

“Mistress, I am entirely here for your pleasure,” Elsa said, “I am your harem girl.”

“So no on getting a Princess Anna as a sex ****,” Jen said.

“I am a perfect harem girl, I have no objections to you having multiple people as sex slaves,” Elsa said, “But if you want to have use together, you might want to check off **** fetish for us.”

“No, that won’t be necessary,” Jen dismissed the idea, “I don’t have an **** fetish and if I want a red head I will download Ariel.”

“Good choice,” Elsa smiled, “Shall we start racking up sexy points for you to get her?”

“You are eager,” Jen noted.

“I am a Harem girl, I like having fellow Harem Slaves to serve my mistress with me,” Elsa smiled.

“So who would you download?” Jen asked wondering what the next step with this app should be.

“You Mistress,” Elsa cooed.

“Sweet, but not helpful,” Jen pointed with her spoon.

“Remember, first and foremost, I am in love with you,” Elsa smiled, “Of course me downloading you would make you helplessly in love with me and an expert lesbian as well.”

“I never have…” Jen started

“Shhh….” Elsa shushed Jen, “I know, don’t worry. I know and am ready to please you in any way you want. I can be a Stone Butch if you want…”

“What now?” Jen asked.

“Stone Butch,” Elsa said, “Go completely masculine and do nothing but eat you out and finger you till your cross eyed and fucked silly.”

“No,” Jen said, “I like you like this…”

“Thank you mistress,” Elsa smiled.

“Please just call me Jen,” Jen said, “It is pretty weird for me having a **** and being called mistress.”

“I hope you like the idea of a loving girlfriend then,” Elsa leaned over for another kiss.