Hannah's Gift

“Your strapless strap-on?” Chloe’s eyes glowed as she looked at the silicone cock she’d fucked Hannah with just last night and had been fucked in the ass by Hannah with during that same night. Hannah pressed it into the redhead’s hands, allowing her to feel the cool, large faux-cock in her palms. Chloe simply shook her head, her damp red hair bouncing along, as she tried to hand it back. “I can’t take this.”

“Of course, you can,” Hannah insisted, stepping back and raising her hands up so that Chloe physically couldn’t return it. “I’m giving it to you.”

“But…I know how much this means to you,” Chloe argued, looking back down at the strap-on in her hands. “You said you liked it so much that you went out and bought it for yourself. I can’t take it away from you now.”

“Just think of it as paying it forward. I loved fucking a girl with this cock inside me and I think you enjoyed it too,” Hannah replied, smiling. “Now I’m giving it to you, so you can go on exploring with it, just as I did.”

“Go on exploring…” Chloe echoed as she looked up at the older girl’s face, confused. “I thought you’d want this thing between us to continue. Are you saying it was a one-time thing?”

Hannah laughed softly as she reached out and stroked Chloe’s cheek, her hand soothing and warm, and the blonde assured her, “Anytime, anyplace, Chlo, I’ll be happy to have a repeat performance.”

“Then…” Chloe pouted, her eyes frowning. “I don’t understand. What are we?”

Smiling still, Hannah paused for thought before explaining, wistfully, “Whatever you want us to be. I’ve dated some, and I’ve had partners just for fun too. I don’t expect or demand exclusivity. I know there’s a lot going on in your life and the only thing I’m not interested in doing is making it more complicated.”

“I think you already did when you let me wear this,” Chloe said, waving the silicone cock in Hannah’s face, while she looked at the blonde with arched eyebrows.

“Ha, alright, point taken,” Hannah relented with a light laugh. “But I like you Chloe. I’d like to go on more dates with you, and I don’t mind if you date other people and other guys. We’re young and I don’t think we need to get tied down with boundaries and labels yet. If you want to, we can see each other again, if not, then so be it.”

“I don’t know. This is all so new and strange to me. I always thought when I got a partner it’d be a guy and neither of us would see anyone else. I never considered the fact that either of us might see other people, or that we’d keep it casual…” Chloe hesitated, her eyes roaming over Hannah’s sexy, feminine form. “…or that the guy would be a girl.”

“Well, that’s exactly why I think we should take things slow and keep it casual. I’m aware that this whole girl thing is new to you, and maybe you need some time to process it. Maybe you decide you’re bi-sexual or maybe you just like having fun with people regardless of gender, like me, or maybe you decide that you need a flesh and blood cock,” Hannah replied, looking away as she ran a hand through her half-dried blonde locks. “I don’t want you to rush into anything just because it’s what I want. I know you have guys like Gavin back at the cabin that you’re interested in.”

“G-Gavin?” Chloe choked. “What makes you think I’m into Gavin?”

“When I left the cabin that couple of nights ago, he’d just finished fucking your ass,” Hannah explained with a smirk. “I don’t know many friends who let other friends stick their dick in their ass just because.”

“I don’t know many friends who get their friends drunk, start strip party games and fuck a guy while their sister sits on his face,” Chloe shot back teasingly.

“Wait until you get to college,” Hannah joked.

Chloe chuckled and shook her head. “There’s nothing going on between Gavin and me. I mean, we’ve done a lot of stuff, and it’s not like I haven’t thought about it…but I already dated one of my friends and it ended in disaster. I’ve learned my lesson.”

“Not that I’m eager for you to date anyone else, but since I want you to happy, whether that’s with me, or him, or whoever, let me give you some advice. If I never repeated the mistakes of my past, I would be a much more boring person,” Hannah said, her tone playful, but the shine in her gaze betraying her seriousness. “Some mistakes are worth repeating.”

“I’ll keep that in mind, though…” Chloe bit her lip, as she thought about Kurt. “There was another guy I thought might be good for me…”

“The good-looking blonde?” Hannah guessed, licking her lips as she pictured the hot young adult who’d flirted with her outside the cabin when she’d first arrived. “Mmhm, I can imagine him being good for anyone. Maybe you and I are more alike than I first thought.”

“Oh, no, don’t say that,” Chloe chuckled again, blushing. She’d come to see Hannah as an incredibly sexy, confident and experienced woman, capable of knowing what she wanted and just going for it. Chloe couldn’t imagine herself being so bold and brazen all of the time, although, with the silicone cock in her hands, she did feel a swell of confidence rise inside her chest.

“Oh no, look at the time!” Hannah cried, looking at her watch. “Shit, I gotta go, or I might not have an internship by tomorrow.”

“Of course, of course, and, um, thank you for this,” Chloe waved the silicone cock in the air again as she found her hand back and proceeded to stuff the large fake cock inside. “Though I’m not sure how much use I’m going to find for it with Kurt or Gavin.”

“You never know. Some guys can be pretty kinky,” Hannah laughed again as she gathered up everything she needed and moved to the door. “Do you need a ride? I don’t have time to take you to the cabin, but I can drop you off somewhere on the way to the office, if you need?”

Chloe shook her head, gathering up all her own things and following Hannah out the door. “I’ll just walk down with you and call Heather to come pick me up. I’m sure it won’t be too much trouble.”

“If you’re sure,” Hannah said, walking along the hallway back to the elevator.

A shudder ran through Chloe’s body as she remembered this hallway and the elevator and how close she and Hannah had gotten to just stripping off and just fucking in front of the camera, they were so hot and horny for each other. The body felt flush and warm from just the memory, the naïve lust that had fuelled her actions, completely unaware of what she would do inside the apartment. She found herself glad that they’d waited, not just because an elevator sex tape was not something the eighteen-year-old needed on her college applications or permanent record but if they’d never made it to the apartment, Chloe never would have indulged in the joys of fucking another woman with a strap-on. And fuck, did she ever love that feeling; the power, the control, the sheer sight of that magnificent tool rising out from between her legs.

The bing of the elevator brought Chloe back to her senses, though she still felt hot and sweaty. The cool breeze as they stepped out of the building did nothing to alleviate the sensation because it was radiating from deep with in her body, from beneath her gut, at the core of her mound. Hannah turned to her as they reached the bottom of the steps, in front of the luxury company car that had been loaned to the blonde. Without hesitation or warning, Hannah placed two hands on Chloe’s face, drawing the redhead’s lips down to her own and kissing her passionately on the open street, mouths smacking and tongues rolling over the other’. It only lasted a couple of minutes, it was all that Hannah could space, and yet to Chloe it both felt like it lasted for eternity, the hot, wet kiss cutting off her sense of time, and it was too short, for all to soon, Chloe was whimpering as Hannah pulled away.

“Anytime, anyplace, Chlo,” Hannah whispered, staring straight in to the redhead’s eyes, an ocean of blue staring into a sky of blue. She held her gaze for a moment and then, after an appreciative nod from Chloe, Hannah hopped in her car.

Chloe waved goodbye to the blonde as the company car pulled away, waiting until the car disappeared among traffic before turning and pulling her phone from her handbag, preparing to call Heather as she walked down the street.