From one kind of trouble to the next with Chloe

Chloe groaned a little while she was trying to recuperate, as she found herself lying on her side in her bed and just staring blankly up into the roof. Her whole body still felt like it was on fire, after what had to be the longest series of multiple orgasms that she'd ever experienced in her life. Not that she had all that many of those compare with though, but she was pretty sure she wouldn't be able to break that record for quite a long time...

"Uhnnn, god..." She grunted as she eventually reached back with her hand, to find the wide ring that protruded from between her buttocks, and she winced a little at the sensation of her asshole being stretched open again when she started pulling. Each bead on that wicked toy made a slight plopping sound as it slid free of her tender body, all the way down to the last and smallest, while each was followed by another thrill running up her spine.

"How could this thing even fit inside me...?" The redhead pondered briefly as she held the toy up before her face, and blushed as she was reminded of what it felt like to have Heather painstakingly working that entire thing even deeper inside of her, with every segment stretching her even wider. "How did anyone even come up with something like this in the first place...?"

She didn't want to spend the whole day just laying there and thinking however, and despite her aching body she managed to crawl back out of her bed again. It wasn't as bad as she'd come to fear though - not like Heather had been acting after yesterday with Brandon -, and she guessed that the lecherous brunette had actually been going pretty easy on her after all.

"Oh, well..." She figured, and felt rather happy that she'd had the chance to try it at least, even if it may take some time before she'd be willing to go through all that again. What she definitively needed was yet another quick shower though, as she was once again covered in her own perspiration, and to get rid of any evidence of what she'd been doing in here. Thus she put all the stuff back in Heather's purse and the 'shoe box' where they belonged, before putting on one of her long jerseys and slipped out the door.

Then she stopped for a moment in the hallway, as she was certain she heard a noise like someone squealing nearby, but decided she'd had enough adventures today to try and investigate closer. Instead she found someone waiting in the living room however - almost like if someone had placed him there on purpose -, and she found herself blushing and smiling weakly at him as he looked up at her from the couch he was sitting in.

"Chloe...?" Brandon started with a sudden smile, but cut himself off to stare at her worriedly for a second instead. "Hey, are you okay...?"

"Yeah, I'm fine!" She told him, even as she knew it wasn't entirely true, though just to see his friendly face made her feel a lot better already. She also realized that taking a shower might not be needed just yet however, as she didn't really trust her own legs to keep her upright for that long, and instead she found herself hesitantly heading over that comfortable looking couch...

Of course she wasn't quite sure that she'd like to sit down on her bottom though, and actually didn't mind at all when Brandon pulled her up into his lap as she reached him. Being the sporty kind of guy, it wasn't so surprising to find him enticed by the soccer jersey she was wearing, though she guessed that wasn't the sole reason to why he groped her gently through the soft material of it. Then he raised a surprised and curious eyebrow at her, when his hands made their way from her chest to her naked buttocks, and she could tell that he enjoyed that part about her clothing as well...

From there it wasn't all that long before his interest was turning into raw lust - which in turn was quickly carried over onto herself -, and despite her initial **** due to her still aching body, she couldn't really keep herself from smiling invitingly and to help him tug down his pants. Why had she been using a 'toy' anyways, when she knew what it felt like to have a real, warm and rock hard cock inside of her...?

Even the reason to why she'd went to Heather in the first place was suddenly a distant memory now - and she barely cared at all they were doing it right there in the living room -, as she mounted herself on top of Brandon's shaft and moaned in pleasure at the sensation of him pushing all the way up inside of her dripping wet snatch...