Chloe strikes back.

With the black haired beauty resting comfortably in her embrace, Eliza can't help but feel slightly guilty about earlier. Chloe didn't deserve the **** that she **** onto her, especially while abusing this otherworldly power. Staring blankly into the distance, Eliza contemplates on what to do next. Should she, tell Chloe about the watch? She is her roommate after all, but maybe the less people that know the better.

While trapped in her own mind, she doesn't notice Chloe stirring in her arms. Eliza snaps back to reality when Chloe flips around, pressing her large breasts into Eliza. Before she can react Chloe swoops in, kissing her passionately. Eliza's lips move instinctively, returning the kiss with vigor. Her mind begins to go slightly hazy as her arousal begins to take over.

A tongue forces it's way into her mouth, pressing and prodding her own tongue. They swirl together in a slimy bliss as Chloe's hands begin to explore. One hand finds the small of her back, pulling her close. The other lands on her hip, gliding underneath her towel's wrapping. With everything that had happened, Eliza completely forgot she just got out of the shower. Eliza's whole body tenses up as she feels Chloe's fingers glide across her bare stomach.

They slowly slid upward, testing the integrity of the towel. Eliza can feels it's grip failing on her upper chest as Chloe's hand parts it even farther. Reaching just below her tits, Chloe surprises Eliza by shoving her backwards. Eliza lets out a cute yelp while falling, the towel giving way in the process. Laying exposed on her roommate's bed, the gravity of the situation finally strikes as Eliza quickly covers her chest. Chloe doesn't give Eliza any time to back out though, climbing on top of her. She straddles one leg on each side, pinning her down with no escape.

"You're so cute when you are embarrassed." Chloe coos, taking a long look at Eliza's form. Eliza feels an acute coldness where Chloe's pussy rested, her panties drenched with fluids. She could feel the same wetness within her own pussy, it pulsating at an almost unbearable intensity. Wanting to desperately touch herself, her legs squirm in a feeble attempt relieve the tension.

Reaching forward, Chloe latches onto Eliza's wrists, attempting to pry them free from atop her chest. While resisting at first, the churning of her pussy weakens her resolve. Failing in the end, Chloe wrenches her arms above her head, showcasing her bare tits to the world. One hand pins her hands down while the other cups her tit. Eliza bites her lips in shock as she holds back a moan, not wanting to show just how sensitive she is.

It doesn't fool Chloe though, a devilish smirk on her face. Her hand begins to grope her breast relentlessly, kneading and squeezing it in all the right ways. Little sparks shoot off as she brushes past her nipple. Chloe's other hand joins the party, her fingers clamping down her other breast. Moans of pleasure begin escaping Eliza's mouth, her will unable to keep them back.

The groping continues as Eliza lays helpless. Even without Chloe pinning her hands down, Eliza couldn't find the energy to move, her hand zapping all her strength. The sensation was something she's never felt before. The feeling of someone squeezing and squishing her tits was fantastic. Her soft hands gliding across her skin, the way her tits squeezed between her fingers, the jolts coming off from her nipples, everything culminated into a storm of pleasure that overtook her senses.

"I might get addicted to playing with these beauties." Chloe jests, pressing Eliza's tits together. Eliza opens her mouth to respond, but her words are replaced with lewd noises as her nips get pinched. The small jolts turn into full on lightning strikes as the sensation courses through her chest. Chloe twists her nipples with a smile, enjoying the squirming mass of arousal underneath her. Pulling them tightly, she releases the tortured nips, her tits bouncing back to their resting position. Satisfied with her fiddling, Chloe finally stops, leaving Eliza groaning and out of breathe.

Eliza takes advantage of the momentary cease-fire, reeling back her head while taking heavy breaths. Her chest pulsated in pleasurable bliss, the touch of Chloe's hands still embedded into her skin. The sensations of Chloe's groping lingered in her tits, feeling as if her hands never stopped. Taking a deep breath, Eliza jumps as a pressure is applied to her pussy lips. Her gaze shooting downward, she sees the very same vibrator she used to torment Chloe before. Her eyes open wide as she hears the dreadful click.

Her pussy is flooded with vibrations as Chloe presses the toy deep within her lips. The vibrations reverberate down her entire tunnel, causing her muscles to spaz out furiously. The sensation builds too fast, causing Eliza to recoil backwards in an attempt to escape. Though it's in vain as Chloe follows suit, forcing the vibrator wherever she may squirm. All escape attempts cease as violent contractions wreck her tunnel walls.

Eliza's mouth gapes open, releasing a string of lewd moans as her muscles all contract at once. Screaming out in ecstasy with bouncing hips, her hand grip white knuckled against the sheets. Her entire body quivers as the orgasm last an agonizingly long time, it's duration extended by the constant stimulation. Eliza begs for the vibrations to stop, her eyes rolling into the back of her head as her mind goes blank. After an eternity of convulsing and contractions, the vibrations finally stop.

Eliza lays motionless, her body sprawled out on the bed. Her pussy and clit tingle with a numb sensation, only to violently spasm as her body quakes with orgasmic aftershocks. Chloe sits on the bed beside Eliza, leaning down for a gentle kiss. They share a slow, passionate kiss as Eliza's body recovers. Waking up this morning, Eliza would never in a million years guess that this was how her day was going to pan out.

Finally regaining the ability to move, Eliza reaches for the discarded towel. Wrapping herself up like before, she glances at Chloe. Both may eye contact for a moment before looking away, the realization of what just happened finally kicking in. Eliza dreads what for sure is going to be an awkward conversation. Plus she remembers back to her earlier thoughts about the watch, on whether to come clean or not.