Chloe Stays the Night

Chloe awoke some time later, alone and naked, curled up on the wide, soft bed. She raised her head first, rubbing her eyes and remembering the most wondrous dream she had of herself and a cock between her legs and how she’d used that cock to fuck a blonde woman until they both came. She looked in the mirror opposite the bed, the sleep fading from her eyes as they took in the cock jutting from between her legs. She spread her thighs, looking at the silicone dick towering up from out of her pussy lips, still tightly gripped to the thick bulb inside. She realised then it hadn’t been a dream. She had a cock and she fucked a girl, and that girl was Hannah Woodsen.

Chloe slid off the bed, wondering where Hannah had escaped to. Before leaving in search of the other woman, Chloe took a minute to admire herself in the mirror. Her full tits, her round ass, that sexy, just fucked sheen coating her skin and most of all the thick, long cock poking out between her legs. She dropped a hand down around the dick, stroking the shaft, finding it still wet with their juices and smiled. There was no real sensation in touching the silicone cock, she couldn’t feel her hand running along the length. What she could feel was the bulb rocking inside her hole and the intense arousal she felt in seeing her reflection, stroking the fat dick attached to her body. For the first time in her life, Chloe McRose understood the concept of penis envy.

“Mhmm, that’s so hot,” came a sweet, voice from behind her.

Startled, Chloe’s hand flinched away from her dick as she turned and saw Hannah leaning against the door frame to the ensuite. The blonde girl was smirking, her eyes travelling up and down Chloe’s voluptuous body, and licking her lips when they came to rest on the thick cock that Chloe was still wearing. She was wearing only a sheer robe, open, so thin and see through she might as well have remained naked.

“How long was I out for?” Chloe tried to change the subject as her face blushed a deep red.

“Little over half an hour,” Hannah replied, yawning and rustling her hair. “I only woke up about ten minutes before. Was gonna head down and make something to eat. Give us some energy for the rest of the night.”

“The night?” Chloe chuckled, relaxing after having been caught practically jerking off her fake dick. “Bit bold expecting me to spend the night after our first date?”

“You don’t want to?” Hannah arched an eyebrow, knowing very well what the answer was.

“No, I do,” Chloe admitted, bowing her head and blushing again. “But, I should probably tell someone. I didn’t think I’d be staying out all night when I left.”

“No problem,” Hannah said, as she walked past the naked, strap on wearing teen, heading towards the door out to the stairs. “Your phone is downstairs with your bag.”

Chloe nodded, following the older blonde woman, down the stairs, stifling a chuckle as her cock bobbed along with every step. No wonder men couldn’t move when they got erections. This thing was just so lewd and obvious about every single movement. As Hannah headed to the kitchen, Chloe found her bag and fished out her phone, dialling up the one number she knew wouldn’t judge her too much about the experience she was having.

“Hi, Heather, it’s me, Chloe,” she prefaced as the dark haired cheerleader answered. “I'm just letting you know I won't be home tonight.”

Then came Heather’s reply, to which Chloe responded, “"No, I'm...uh...well, Hannah asked me on a date. And I'll probably be spending the night at hers..."

Heather sounded shocked but, just as Chloe had hoped, not at all judgemental.

“Thanks, I knew you'd understand,” Chloe said, though it sounded like Heather hadn’t been back at the cabin all day, and the redhead began to wonder if something had happened. “But, I thought Gavin would have told you I was gone by now. Are you still in town?”

Heather replied but stopped herself from divulging too much detail. Chloe could tell she had been on the verge of saying something but wanted to keep it from her for some reason. It left her slightly perturbed, but she chose not to press the issue.

“Huh, ok then. I'll see you tomorrow then,” Chloe said simply, and then after a brief response from Heather, “Bye.”

Heather said her farewells too, and then Chloe hung up. She walked to the kitchen where Hannah was frying something in a wok, filling the room with the scent of five spice and sesame seed oil. The blonde looked over her shoulder at Chloe, seeing resting against the counter, ponderous and fidgeting with her phone.

“How’s the clan?” Hannah asked casually. “Everything all right?”

“I don’t know,” Chloe admitted, her face wrinkling as she thought harder about what might have happened. Had it something to do with Lisa’s arrest? “Heather just said there had been some kind of incident.”

“Really?” Hannah asked, curious. “What kind of incident?”

Chloe shrugged, and said, “She wouldn’t say. Just that they had it under control.”

“Sounds ominous,” Hannah replied, turning from the cooker and looking at Chloe’s perplexed, sad face. “Are you sure you don’t want to go find them?”

“…no,” Chloe answered firmly after a moment to consider. “If Heather says they have it sorted, I trust her. Though, I agree it’s odd. But, I don’t want to end tonight on a note like that.”

“Oh, and how do you want it to end?” Hannah asked sultrily, her eyes narrowing and her lips curling into a smirk as she stepped up close to Chloe. Close enough to kiss, and close enough to place a hand on the cock.

“Well, I fucked you, and you seemed to really like it…” Chloe began.

“I really did,” Hannah confirmed.

Chloe chuckled and smiled as she continued, licking her lips at the very image forming in her head, “…and I want to experience that for myself. I want to feel you fucking me this time.”

“That’s gonna be super easy, Chlo,” Hannah replied, tasting the redhead’s breath on her lips. “You’re very fuckable.”

“Well, that is,” Chloe looked down as she gave the tip of the strap on a flick, watching it bounce up and down between the legs. “If we can ever get this thing out of me.”

Hannah laughed as she dropped a hand to the cock, running her fingers along the shaft, feeling how wet the silicone was from their previous fuck session, leaving her fingertips damp and dripping. Her eyes rose back to meet Chloe’s as she told her, “Don’t worry. All we have to do is get you wet enough and we’ll be able to pull it out again.”

“Thank goodness,” Chloe joked. “My life would be a lot different if I had to walk around with this thing tenting my clothes all the time.”

“Is that it?” Hannah asked, her voice tentative and lustful. “You just want me to fuck you?”

“No, I want you to fuck my ass,” Chloe said, demanding not asking, putting her newfound assertiveness to good use.