Episode 47 - The Seduction of Sara
Chloe got on her knees and crawled toward Sara. She twirled a lock of Sara’s hair in her finger and she didn’t stir. She let her finger caress her face, wander over her nose and chin then down her throat. The buttons of Sara’s blouse halted her fingers journey along bare skin. Chloe considered her predicament for a moment and thought fuck it and started to unbutton the garment. She exposed some supple breasts and Chloe was taken aback at how stunning they were.
‘Nice tits,’ she commented to herself. She traced her finger around the outline of the satin bra that Sara wore. Chloe liked the feel of nice lingerie. She herself only wore sports bra’s or halter tops as she really didn’t have that much to support. Midge often called her the titless wonder.
Sara stirred a little at her touch and a tiny moan escaped her. Chloe bent and licked the ravine that was Sara’s cleavage. Sara moaned a little more and shifted slightly. Chloe pulled the bra straps gently over Sara’s shoulders and rolled down the cups, exposing tiny nipples. She tickled them with the tip of her tongue. Sara was groaning now and Chloe felt herself become more excited. She reached down into her shorts and began manipulating her own clitoris.
Sara’s groans became louder and more urgent. She twisted under Chloe’s lips. She sounded as if she was about to climax and that got Chloe hotter. She frantically worked on herself so they could come together.
Her clit spasmed with electric shocks and her hips began to buck whilst she kneeled beside the sofa, sucking on Sara’s nipples. Chloe started to chant her own name over and over. Sara’s body heaved and contorted, then she exploded...a fountain of last nights beer and pizza over the back of Chloe’s head
‘Ooooooooh!’ Sara exclaimed, rolled over and went back into her coma.
Chloe was too stunned to move. She was kneeling on the floor, her shorts around her knees, her hands in her knickers and a steaming mess dribbling down the back of her neck. After a few seconds of disbelief she was over come by revolted horror.
‘AAARGH!!!’ she shrieked, jumped to her feet and flew into the bathroom. She ran the shower and jumped in regardless that the hot water hadn’t yet kicked in. She shivered under the cold stream until it slowly began to warm. She doused her head with half a bottle of shampoo and scrubbed away half digested olives and pepperoni.
She emerged in her bathrobe 20 minutes later, her face and neck red raw from scrubbing. She placed her clothes in a plastic bag and dumped them in the trash.
Sara was still out to it, lying in a pile of her own vomit. The apartment stank. Chloe opened up the doors and windows and got a bucket and rags. She stood at the end of the sofa and shook Sara’s foot.
‘Wake up!’ she yelled. Sara stirred and rolled over. She looked around completely disorientated, a crust had formed on her chin.
‘Wha..?’ she mumbled then looked down and saw the mess she was lying in. Realisation came flooding back to her. She had gone to sleep on Chloe’s sofa waiting for an aspirin. And by the looks of it, she had puked.
Her stomach rolled and she ran to the bathroom, her blouse still open and her breasts exposed, and emptied the last of its contents. She washed her face under cold water and rearranged her clothes. The shock of what she had done overrode any thought as to why she was half naked. She was so embarrassed she struggled to emerge from the bathroom.
She walked back into the living room sheepishly and ashamed. Chloe was on her knees again...this time scrubbing leather and gagging.
‘Oh my god, I’m so sorry Chloe,’ she said shaking. ‘I’ll pay for it to be cleaned.’
‘You bet you will,’ Chloe growled and scrubbed harder. Sara offered to help and Chloe told her not to bother. Sara stood there not knowing what else to do. She excused herself and scurried out of the apartment. She nearly bowled Midge over in her haste down the stairs. Midge was startled by the sight of a bedraggled Sara running like the devil was on her arse from Chloe’s apartment.
Curiosity and dread got the better of her and she poked her head in Chloe’s open door. She wrinkled her nose at the stench and from what she could see, Chloe was cleaning up a bit of an accident.
‘What happened?’ she asked.
Chloe spun around,
‘That dirty bitch Sara spewed on my sofa,’ she shrieked, ‘now fuck off!!!’
Midge smiled, relieved. Chloe obviously hadn’t wooed Sara.
‘I heard you have that affect on most women,’ Midge chided. Chloe spun around and threw a sopping rag at her, missing her by inches.
Midge skipped off laughing.
to be continued... |
