The Power of a Beautiful Woman

Chloe awoke in the foreign bedroom, forgetting in the momentary haze between sleeping and waking where she was. It was far too lavish and up market to be the cabin but softly a smile crept upon her face as she remembered all of it. The date, the Ferris Wheel kiss, the psychic, the strip tease, fucking Hannah with the strapless strap-on, having her ass eaten on the dining room table and finally getting fucked in the ass by that same strapless strap-on by the same older, blonde girl, while watching the whole thing in the panelled closet mirrors opposite the bed. She’d never been so thoroughly ravaged and satisfied before and woke all the more rested and restored because of it.

Looking across the bed, the redhead noticed that her companion was not lying next to her as she expected. However, the blonde wasn’t far away, already dressed and cleaned, and sitting at the small desk beside the bed, watching something on her laptop. Chloe could see the reflected image lighting up her face, but she couldn’t see what it was, and when she sat up, Hannah minimised the page, just in time for Chloe to see the tab fading down into the task bar. Chloe simply stared for a moment, wondering what Hannah was hiding, as the blonde turned to her and smiled.

“There’s my sleeping beauty,” Hannah teased, as she got up from the chair and crawled on to the bed. Kneeling and taking Chloe’s face in her hands, she leaned down and kissed the naked teen. “Thank you for a wonderful night.”

“I should be the one thanking you,” Chloe replied, licking her lips of Hannah’s flavour. “I see you’re already up. You should have woke me.”

Hannah caressed the redhead’s soft, warm cheek as she said, “I wanted to let you sleep. Besides, I have to go into work this morning and if I’d woken you, we’d have ended up sharing the shower, and I wouldn’t be able to keep my hands off you, and next thing you know I’d be calling in sick and we’d never leave this bed.”

“Well, you know, they say rest and plenty of fluids are the best thing when you’re not feeling well,” Chloe put on a tone of genuine concern as she raised a hand to Hannah’s face, placing the back of her palm to the blonde’s forehead. “Are you sure you’re alright? You feel warm and look a little flush.”

Hannah batted her hand away and bit her lip. “No, noooo, no, I can’t. I seriously need to go into work today. I’m relying on this internship to help with my college course.”

“Suit yourself,” Chloe accepted casually as she slipped out of the bed, standing slightly sideways and giving Hannah a full-length view of her thick, naked body. The redhead glanced in the mirrors, and she noticed her body seem to glow as she watched Hannah’s eyes hungrily devour her curves and smooth, wide ass that just last night she’d been fucking. “I guess I’ll just shower alone.”

Chloe left the bedroom, walking deliberately and slowly to the bathroom, taking her time to allow Hannah to watch her body for as long as she could until the redhead slipped out of slight. She pushed the door over behind her, leaving it slightly ajar though, as she stepped up to the shower, reaching in through the sliding doors and turning on the water. As water began to rain from the flat overhead tile like a small, indoor waterfall, Chloe slipped a hand inside again, feeling the droplets pleasantly warm against her skin.

Chloe stepped inside, allowing the water to wash off all the sex and sweat of the previous day and night. She felt herself becoming clean again, enjoying the heat of the water as it ran over her shoulders and back, soaking her hair and running down over her tits and ass. She closed her eyes and allowed the sensation to overtake her mind, feeling enveloped by tranquillity and serenity. Then, behind her, she heard the sound of the sliding door being opened. Opening one eye and glancing over her shoulder, she saw Hannah, naked now too, stepping in under the water with her.

“Fuck it,” Hannah sighed, bringing her hands to Chloe’s hips. “Guess I’ll just have to be late.”

“Robert won’t be mad?” Chloe asked, feeling a little guilty, but absolutely powerful that she could make this girl jeopardise a career and a job for her.

“I think he probably has bigger problems on his mind right now,” Hannah admitted, snuggling close to Chloe’s back so that the redhead could feel her full-bodied, perky tits, warm as they pressed against her slick, wet back.

One hand snaked up along her front, reaching up to her chin and tilting it back as the blonde leaned in for a kiss over her shoulder. The other hand slid down over her hips, following the curve of her buttocks and slipping between her cheeks and in between her legs. Chloe gasped into Hannah’s mouth as she felt the blonde’s fingers dance over her pussy, already damp and engorged from the teasing. The gasp became a moan, breaking the kiss as Chloe bent slightly, using her hands on the walls to prop herself up, allowing Hannah better access to her willing, wanting hole, as Hannah slipped a finger between her folds.

“I think I’ve created a monster,” Hannah giggled as she ran her finger back and forth between Chloe’s swollen lower lips, feeling her arousal pouring out along the length of the digit. “I’m supposed to the sultry, seductive one around here.”

“Oooh, are you trying to say that this town isn’t big enough for the both of us?” Chloe joked, her pussy tingling under Hannah’s touch.

“Sweetie, if we don’t release some of the pressure…” Hannah brought her fingers back, dancing around the entrance to Chloe’s dripping hole. “…this shower might not be able to contain the hotness.”

“Mmhm, you told me to be, ah, confident,” Chloe moaned as Hannah slipped two fingers inside. “What was it you said? I didn’t understand ‘the power a beautiful woman can command’?”

“Well, you definitely understand it now,” Hannah smirked as she nibbled at Chloe’s shoulder, as she slowly began to pump her two fingers in and out of Chloe’s pussy. “So, what’s your command?”

“Ah, keep fucking me with your fingers,” Chloe ordered, bucking back against Hannah’s hand reflexively. “Mmhm, that feels so fucking good.”

“I can tell,” Hannah straightened up, placing one hand on the small of Chloe’s back as she sank her fingers in deep, rubbing the ridges of her inner walls with her fingertips. “I love feeling you tighten up around my fingers.”

“Fuuuck, it’s like you just know what to do with my pussy,” Chloe sighed, rolling her hips back as she felt herself involuntarily clench around Hannah’s fingers as a small, happy spasm shot up through her body from her tingling puss. “It feels like you got me on the edge already.”

“Oh? Already?” Hannah teased, easing her movements, sliding her fingers out of Chloe’s box with excruciating slowness. “Maybe I should stop then?”

“Don’t you fucking dare,” Chloe growled, commanding the blonde once again in her need to orgasm. “Finger fuck me until I fucking cum.”

Not requiring any further instruction, Hannah smiled as she plunged her fingers back into other girl’s pussy, happily watching as the redhead threw back her head and half screamed. Returning to her former pace, the blonde pumped her fingers in and out rapidly, listening to the wet, squelching sounds that her pussy made ringing louder and louder as Chloe grew more and more aroused. The redhead was humping her ass back into Chloe’s palm almost as fast Hannah could sink her finger in, both searching for Chloe’s impending climax. Chloe could feel the pleasure and the spasms building deep inside, while Hannah could tell that she was close by the way her walls gripped her fingers over and over, faster and faster, tighter and tighter each time.

“Yeeeeessss, that’s it, that’s it, ah, you’re gonna make me cum, keep doing that, you’re gonna make me...make me….Hannah, you’re…Hannah…HannaaaAAAHHHH,” Chloe cried out, her words devolving into a gasping moan as the blonde’s fingers pushed her over the edge, a dense, overwhelming joy spreading through her body, bursting forth from her pussy, as her liquid lady cum literally burst forth from her hole, gushing out over Hannah’s hand.

Hannah kept thrusting in and out with her fingers until Chloe’s twitching pussy stopped constricting and the redhead slumped forward with her face against the shower wall. Withdrawing her fingers, Hannah brought them to her mouth, tasting the joyous fluid she’d helped Chloe create.

“Now, we really need to get goi-mhmph-” The words were shoved back into Hannah’s mouth by Chloe’s tongue as the redhead spun around immediately gripping Hannah’s face a planting a sloppy, passionate kiss upon the older girl’s lips.

Her hands dropped from Hannah’s face, taking a tight grip of her waist as she turned Hannah and pushed her back against the wall. She kissed the blonde for a moment longer, probing her mouth with her tongue, before breaking the kiss and immediately dropping to her knees on the wet shower basin.

“What are you doing, Chlo?” Hannah asked, her voice ragged with arousal and sharp with frustration. “I’m going to be late enough as is.”

“You had me for dinner last night,” Chloe explained, pressing Hannah’s thighs open wider. “So, now I’m gonna have you for breakfast.”

“No, Chlo, I’m serious. I really need to gooooOOOOoooooooh,” Hannah’s words becoming nothing more than a moan as Chloe leaned in and made contact with Hannah’s clit with her tongue.

Chloe worked slowly at first, moving her tongue softly around Hannah’s hood, teasing out the nub and licking every side. Hannah quivered at the feeling of Chloe’s wet, warm tongue luxuriously lapping at her clit. With gentle flicks, Chloe’s tongue sent shockwaves pulsing through Hannah’s body as the redhead lifted one of Hannah’s legs on to her shoulder, giving herself better access to Hannah’s dripping snatch.

“Ah, fuck it, mmhm, if you’re gonna…fuck, I may as well…mmhm…enjoy it,” Hannah gasped, reaching down with one hand and burying her fingers in the wet strands of Chloe’s fiery red hair.

Chloe muttered her approval, the words muffled as she lowered her tongue, licking between Hannah’s labia and tasting the new wetness there. She brought her hands up Hannah’s thighs to her buttocks, squeezing her tight, round ass as she pivoted the older girl to bring her gaping hole closer to Chloe’s tongue. Hannah’s other leg was lifted onto her shoulder, the blonde held aloft now only by Chloe’s shoulders and the pressure of her back against the wall.

“Fuck, I love how your tongue feels in there. Mmhm, nice and deep, sooo good,” Hannah groaned, grasping at Chloe’s hair just for something to hold on to.

Chloe pushed her tongue deep into Hannah’s hole, lapping at her inner walls, as the blonde writhed above her, her body unable to handle the constant building of pleasure causing her muscles to twist and tighten, her skin to flush and flare and her pussy to pour rivers of her lubrication onto Chloe’s waiting taste buds. Shockwaves were pulsing through the older girl’s body faster now, so hard it might have knocked her off her feet were she not held up by Chloe, while her pussy tightened like a vice around the redhead’s tongue.

“Shiiiiit, yeeeesss, ah, ah, ah, fuck, I’m cumming, I’M CUMMING,” Hannah howled, her thighs squeezing around Chloe’s head as her pussy squeezed the redhead’s probing tongue. Spasms in her hole sent bolts of joy rippling through her body as she squirted all over Chloe’s mouth and lips and chin, soaking the entire lower portion of her face. Her cum dripped, mingling with the shower water, running down the drain.

Chloe lapped at her, prolonging the orgasm for as long as possible until eventually it subsided. Then, lowering Hannah’s legs, Chloe stood and kissed the blonde again, letting her taste herself on Chloe’s tongue.

“Sorry, I couldn’t help myself,” Chloe broke the kiss and licked her lips of any of Hannah’s juices.

“It’s alright. Not like I can be mad after an orgasm like that,” Hannah chuckled, quickly kissing the redhead again. “I might be late to work but at least I’ll be in a good mood.”

“Were you in a bad mood earlier?” Chloe asked casually, turning to rinse her face clean in the shower spray. “Was it whatever that was on your computer?”

“Huh?”

“Oh, sorry, I didn’t mean to pry,” Chloe hurriedly apologised, grimacing. “I just saw you closing something on your computer when I woke up. Seemed like something you didn’t want me to see.”

“Oh, mmm, yeah, that, well…” Hannah hesitated, watching Chloe closely for several seconds, her eyes boring into Chloe’s in silence, except for the constant falling of the water, splashing then against the basin. Hannah reached out and turned the shower off as she finally replied, “I just wasn’t sure whether you’d want me to show it to you or if you’d rather hear it from your friends.”

All playfulness and satisfaction drained from Chloe’s face as she straightened up, her expression now dominated by worry and fear. “Why? What’s happened?”