Chloe’s Confessions Part 2 - Sex Stories

Chloe’s Confessions Part 2

... portion. I knew my friends were watching me, but I had lost my self-consciousness. They were understanding enough not to say anything to distract me.

And I was free to moan as much as I wanted. It felt like everything in my vulva was pulsating, and I held on tightly as I started to build a rhythm. It was turning into my best couch experience ever. My hair swung around in front of my face as I moved faster and faster. I wasn’t even fantasizing about anything; the sensations were all I needed.

Just before I climaxed, I said something like, “I’m coming, I’m going to come right now.” Then I indulged in some incoherent yelling. Somehow I was aware that I was louder than my friends had been, but I was just doing what came naturally.

When I was done, I fell forward over the arm and collected my wits. When I looked to my left and saw Gina staring at me. I couldn’t decipher her expression. Jenny was obviously amused, and she smiled at me. “You really blew your doors off with that one.”

Gina said, “You ladies should sit over here against me.” We would up like three cuddling kittens as we put our arms around each other. Soon we were sipping our drinks and talking..

Gina said, “We still have plenty of time. Where did you say you were going with us?”

I struggled to remember if I had indicated anything. “Maybe Fordham Road, I’m not sure.”

“To see a movie?”

“Then I’ll have to mention which one we saw.”

“So we just had some pizza in Belmont maybe. Then we walked ...

... around and sat in that park for a while.” It seemed like a good cover story; some harmless high school girl fun.

Then she said, “Anybody want to try all that again? I know I have the energy for it.” The joys of being young.

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We all had the desire for another go-round. That time Gina wanted to try my sofa technique, and she was very pleased with it. “Chloe, you are an erotic genius for coming up with this.” I finally got to use my bath brush for the reason I had brought it.

After that, we were satiated for the afternoon. Gina said, “Now I really am hungry. I think we should go over to Ruschmeyer’s” That was a luncheonette/ice cream parlor on Gun Hill Road.

As we were about the leave the areaway and enter the street again, I had another attack of jitters. “I hope no one sees us coming through here.”

“You worry too much. Just act like you belong here, which in fact is true.”

Jenny bought a small bottle of Pepsi. She wanted to use it to hold rum we could pour into some colas at the restaurant. Gina winked at her. “You should have gotten a Coke like Miss Golden Blonde. Here, don’t waste it; I’m kind of thirsty right now.” Jenny then refilled it at the underpass at Bronx Boulevard.

The first thing we did at Ruschmeyer’s was wash our hands. I said, “My fingers are covered with lady juices.” Gina was more direct. “You’re so dainty at times. The word cunt describes it well enough.”

We got a booth in the back with no one was in the seats in front of us ...