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Title: Two Girls Under Covers (Fsolo FF)
Author: ink (inkpost@aol.om)
Warning: Under eighteen, erase this now.
Note: I would like to thank everyone who responded to
my last story (The Pink Bow). I was amazed by the flood
of positive email. I would also like to thank my
editorial staff: Denny and the lovely Xenia, without
you this story would be a horror.
PS Positive or negative email is highly desired. I am
addicted to this!
Two Girls Under Covers
By ink
Chloe Gibson yawned and stretched on her warm
bed. It was Sunday, sometime in the afternoon, she
had been lounging under her thick blankets all
morning and now she was getting restless. It was days
like this that she
felt like a cat, laying around purring softly as she
bathed in the sunlight streaming through her window.
Only getting up lazily and getting some milk.
But now she felt the world pulling on her, she felt
another pulling as well, as if the cat she felt like
was going into heat.
Absently, Chloe let her hands move under the
thick comforter on her bed. The sun was shining in
through the window, even though it was nearly 30
degrees outside, and combined with the mass of
pillows and blankets on her she was overheated and
slightly sweaty. The heat hissed through the vents in
her room adding even more heat. She thought about
pushing off the dense coverings and opening a window,
but the feeling of being aroused and so hot was
making her feel dizzy and languid.
Warmth was growing between her legs and she bit
her lower lip. She pulled her sheet hard letting it
slide between here legs and rub against her panty
covered sex. The slight friction made her moan. She
was really starting to get wet.
Shifting under the blankets, her hands went to
her white cotton t-shirt, hunting for her hardening
nipples. Finding them she pulled them roughly and
twisted them. The soft, well worn, cotton felt like
silk against her skin and she rolled her nipples in
slow little circles, groaning as the fabric teased
her awakened flesh.
Downstairs, Chloe's mother moved around the
small house cleaning and dusting, oblivious to the
goings on upstairs. She frowned a bit when she
realized that it was past noon and her nineteen year
old daughter was still sleeping. She shrugged off her
concern with the knowledge that her daughter worked
hard in college and deserved a break during her
vacation. This was, after all, her first day off
after months of tests and studying.
Chloe teased herself, never quite touching her
most sensitive parts, but instead enjoying the slow
building and the waves of erotic pleasure. Her young
taut body was still covered by the blankets and now a
thin sheen of perspiration covered her body.
Under the covers, she slid out of her shirt and
wiggled out of her panties. The feeling of her old
blankets against her naked skin was electric. She had
forgotten what it was like to be alone in a room and
to totally commit yourself to your own pleasure. In
her dorm room she had to lay still and move her hand
quickly and quietly against her sex to masturbate.
She hardly ever did it for fear that her two
roommates would catch her. Now she writhed around
under her cover with abandon and closed her eyes to
imagine playing like this for hours, exploring new
plateaus plateau's of ecstasy.
As Chloe's mother opened a window to shake out
a small rug, she saw Chloe's childhood friend, Darcy,
was out side waving at her. "Come on in honey!" Ms.
Gibson shouted through the open window. The both
smiled at they met at the door.
Ms. Gibson was amazed at how Darcy had grown
into a beautiful young woman. She fondly remembered
the girl as a rather silly tomboy who was constantly
around the Gibson home while Chloe was in grade
school. Chloe and Darcy were almost never apart until
they both went off to different colleges.
"Hi Ms. Gibson, happy holidays!" the two
embraced in a warm hug.
Ms. Gibson practically pulled Darcy into the
house and quickly closed the door. "Come in, come in,
Darcy. It's freezing out there, you will catch your
death."
The young girl came in a and shivered from the
near freezing wind outside. Ms. Gibson took this time
to look over the girl that had come to be a second
daughter over the past few years. She was a year and
a half younger then Chloe and by Ms. Gibson's
calculations that meant she just turned eighteen a
few weeks ago. She smiled to see that the girl seemed
happy and healthy, though she was a little upset that
the girl had cut off her long beautiful black curls
and now wore her hair in a very short, stylish, but
rather masculine hairdo.
The girl had very pale skin and was very
petite, looking almost waifish. Her most
distinguishing feature by far was her pouty bee stung
lips. This made her pretty face look very sensual.
"Take off your jacket and let's get some hot
cocoa in you." Ms. Gibson said fawning over her
daughter's favorite friend.
"Thanks Ms. G. Is sleeping beauty up yet?"
Darcy said jokingly.
Ms. Gibson laughed as she hung up Darcy's coat
and the two walked over to the kitchen.
"No, not yet. I will go wake her up, you stay
down here and get warm."
Darcy quickly stood up from the kitchen table
and moved to the stairs to cut Ms. Gibson off.
"No, wait Ms. G. I haven't seen Chloe in
months, can I surprise her." Darcy said with
excitement in her eyes.
Ms. Gibson smiled and nodded. "Oh you kids, go
up there and tell Chloe that I am going to be busy
down here getting the house ready for the big party
and she should came down in an hour or so to help."
Chloe nodded as she started up the stairs. "Ok,
but I have to warn you, we have four months of gossip
to catch up on. We might be up there for a while."
The two giggled.
Chloe started to pant as she slipped one finger
between the hairless lips of her sex. She was slow
and methodical. She arched her back as that same
finger slipped into the wet tightness.
Quickly she pulled her hand away. She wiggled
and turned under the thick wet covers. She pulled the
covers further over her head and was overcome with
the scent of her own sex. She brought her wet finger
to her mouth and sucked it roughly, then she moved it
back down to her sex and splayed the lips wide. She
moved her other hand down and let a single finger
move across her now exposed clit. Her body rocked and
spasmed.
As she climbed the stairs, Darcy's curious
smile faded and her true emotions came to the
surface.
She was hot. She had been fantasizing about
seeing her childhood lover for weeks now. Her body
was alive and her stomach trembled. She bit her
already reddened lower lip in frustration.
The stairs seemed to go on forever, but soon
she was at the door. The white wood seemed so
familiar, yet the whole place seemed smaller now that
she had been out in the world.
Darcy had seen many things in the last few
months, been both with women and with men. She had
been to Europe and Australia and of all the amazing
sights she had witnessed, none were equal to the
erotic vision of Chloe, nude, back arched, legs
spread, wet and moaning. It was that vision that made
her awaken at night. It was the same vision that
Darcy hoped she would soon see again.
Darcy placed her shaking hand on the doorknob
and turned it slowly, she wanted to surprise her old
friend.
Chloe arched her back and rode her wet fingers
under her blanket. She let out soft little moans each
time her fingertips touched her hard little clit. Her
sex was soaked now and burning hot. The lips were
aroused and swollen, she felt like her whole body was
on fire.
Darcy opened the door silently and slipped into
the room with stealth. She closed the door and turned
quickly putting her back to it.
The first thing that overcame Darcy was the
rich heavy scent of sex and the sticky smell of
bubblegum.
Looking to her right, she saw the large gumball
machine that Chloe got for her twelfth birthday.
Looking to her left she saw a writhing shifting form
under purple and blue blankets.
Darcy held her breath as the small cooing and
moaning brought her back to all the nights these two
girls kissed and fucked until dawn. Darcy bit her lip
to stop from sighing as she looked at the erotic show
in front of her.
Chloe bucked and shifted trying to achieve a
climax to this wonderfully torturous building, but to
no avail. Where her fingers were once tender on her
young skin, now she was rough with herself.
She pulled at her nipples and forced two
fingers deep inside of herself. She finger fucked
herself, letting her palm rub against her clit
violently.
The heat and the power of her excitement were
making her faint, plus there wasn't much air under
her thick wet sheets. She gasped for breath and
growled with need, then abruptly threw her blankets
off of her and half way across the room.
Her eyes were closed tightly and her mouth was
open wide. Her back and shoulders were pressed hard
against the bed and her hips were thrust up in the
air.
Darcy looked at the wild act taking place
before her eyes and clenched her fists tightly.
Chloe's skin looked raw and she could see the
white trails of clawing fingers along her thighs and
stomach. She was covered in sweat, her chocolate
brown hair matted to her pretty face. Her nipples
were bright red and swollen. Her sex was glistening
obscenely and she was working three fingers in and
out of herself.
Darcy's hands quickly moved to the buttons of
her shirt.
She nearly ripped off her shirt, then her bra,
then the rest of her clothes.
Standing there nude in front of her naked
lover, she felt her heart pound in her chest and her
sex dampen.
Chloe climbed and climbed. The world around her
was distant and dark. All that she knew was her
heartbeat in her ears, the powerful throbbing in
between her legs, and the tingling that signalled the
start of her orgasm.
The cool air on her body made her wet skin even
more alive. She started a fast rhythm with her hands
and hips that she knew would bring her to heaven.
Then, suddenly, her world came to a stop.
Darcy's face shone with a wicked smile as she
jumped onto Chloe's bed and pinned her arms to her
sides.
Chloe screamed at the top of her lungs as her
mind reeled in chaos. Her eyes flashed open and she
was about to attack who ever grabbed her when her
brilliant green eyes locked with Darcy's.
Down the stairs, Ms. Gibson heard a yell. She
smiled and nodded to her self thinking; "Those silly
kids, always trying to surprise each other."
Darcy moved hastily to Chloe's side and placed
her hand over Chloe's mouth. She moved over the
girl's body and moved her face to the smoothly shaved
mound above her sex.
Chloe didn't have time to comprehend what was
happening or where her old lover came from, because
in seconds Darcy's hot tongue snaked between the lips
of her enflamed sex.
Darcy had never tasted such a sweet and
powerful flavor. It was thick like syrup and coated
her tongue and lips, making them warm and slick.
Chloe's body went berserk. She bucked violently
against Darcy's mouth and cried into her hand. All
reason left her mind and Darcy's thick, unbelievably
soft lips moved across her sex. Her tongue darted
across her rock hard clit making her whole body
convulse.
Finally those perfect pouting lips surrounded Chloe's
clit and Darcy sucked the tiny pink nerve into her
mouth. While sucking, Darcy whipped it with her
tongue. This was more then Chloe could stand. An
orgasm unlike any other hit her body like a physical
blow.
Chloe's mind went numb for a moment, then was
filled with electricity. Every inch of her body felt
like it was filling up with lava. Her muscles
tightened and released over and over again. She was
shaking and contorting violently, thrashing about the
bed.
Somewhere under the immense pleasure came an
acute fear. Chloe didn't know if her body could take
this kind of pleasure. It seemed like too much.
Reaching down with such force it frightened her,
Chloe tried to push Darcy away. Darcy kept her lips
locked on her lover's sex, riding the waves of
pleasure.
Orgasm after orgasm rocked Chloe's body. She couldn't
keep count. It was like a mad agony of pleasure. For
a few seconds she couldn't breath.
Finally, Darcy moved up and caught Chloe in the
throes of an orgasm. She slipped her arms around her
and held her tight. Moving her hand down, she cupped
Chloe's sex firmly and felt the girl's legs press
together tensely.
Darcy knew Chloe's sex would be spasming and
contracting and that holding her hand over it would
be a start to her calming down.
After passing out for a few moments, Chloe
lazily opened her eyes and looked into the face of
the woman she had longed for since last summer. She
took a deep breath and smiled weakly.
Darcy gazed into Chloe's eyes with love and
lust. The two kissed gently and drifted into a midday
nap.
Down the stairs, Ms. Gibson opened up the large
picture window in her spotless livingroom. Outside
she saw a car pull up and two more friends of Chloe's
step out. It was Michelle, a girl who went to dance
class with Chloe and Aaron, an old boyfriend.
Smiling and waving them to hurry in out of the
cold, Ms. Gibson laughed to herself thinking about
the two going up to surprise the girls.
end
"He's exploring
the taste of her
arousal
so accurate
he sets off
the beauty in her
he's Venus
he's Venus as a boy."
-Bjork
inkpost@aol.com
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