Chloe’s Confessions Part 3 - Sex Stories

Chloe’s Confessions Part 3

... Meanwhile, you’re eating a sandwich right here.”

“I’ll call them in a moment. They’ve met you and Jenny and they think very highly of both of you. I can get away with this once in a while.”

“Well, I can be very charming as you know.”

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Yet it wasn’t possible to dismiss Gina’s actions so easily. The memory of her and what she had done hit me hard that evening when I was sitting at my desk doing my homework. I knew that she had made a standing offer to me that could be redeemed any time I wanted. I was glad that I hadn’t done it that day, but it struck me that I would accept her sooner or later.

I felt very shaky. That was difficult to accept how rapidly everything had changed. A week earlier I had been a virgin with little prospects of getting a lover, and I accepted that as normal for my age and situation. Now, somebody had appeared and made an explicit proposal.

The fact that it was another woman was less important than I had expected.We could go to Club Mangano right now and finish what we started here.That was a big, life-changing event, and I wasn’t prepared to follow through on it yet. But it was still arousing. I imagined Gina’s dark hair and intense eyes and her compact body. I knew I’d be fantasizing about her that evening.

Just before going to my room, I slipped into the bathroom and took the big bath brush. I knew I’d need it that night. I figured that I could return it sometime before morning and no one would be the wiser.After all, ...

... Chloe is such a sweet, nice girl that she’d never thrust brush handles into herself or hump the arms of couches.

As I sat against my headboard, I conjured up a more elaborate scene than usual. Gina was indeed something like Bonnie Parker, the real one. Parker didn’t look much like Gina, but she was only four-foot-eleven, several inches shorter than my friend. She was also, based on the photos I had seen of her, a rather snazzy dresser. There was even a beret at times like Dunaway had in the movie.

For myself, I took the role of Blanche Barrow, Buck’s wife, although she didn’t look like me either. Yet she was a rather attractive young woman when she was with the gang.

An important part was the setting, the back seat of a 1930’s car parked in – Oklahoma, Missouri, who knows? I was wearing a garter and straps to hold up my nylons, as I assumed that was the usual get-up that women wore at the time.

I was sprawled out on the back seat cushion with my skirt up, my drawers off, and my legs splayed wide. Gina was kneeling on the floor with her face pressed against my crotch. Her lips and tongue probed my most sensitive places. I whispered, “Oh Gina, what you are doing is so nice, I love you so much.”

When I climaxed it was so intense that I made a bigger fuss than I should have. I spread my legs wide and then clamped them on the brush handle. It felt like my behind was rolling on the mattress. I couldn’t help but gasp a couple of times despite my efforts to stifle any ...