It was Max who made the first move, lunging forward towards her best friend with reckless abandon. Chloe was ready for her as the two girl clashed, mouths mashing together into an intense, desperate kiss.
Fuck I'm so horny right now, Max's brain screamed as their bodies intertwined with one another, wrapping their arms around their shoulders and waists, legs kicking out wildly as they scrambled for purchase on the mattress. Their actions were so frantic neither of them had time to comprehend what they were going, What they were going to do. They were just lost in the moment of hormones and sexual tension.
Chloe showcased the higher degree of experience, strategically probing Max in all her available sensitive areas while she groped wildly. The brunette was forced to break the heated kiss to in order to moan as Chloe found a particularly alluring spot in the small of her back, pressing it gently drawing a hitch in Max's breath. "Holy shit" the photographer gasped as she moved down to her neck, kissing her slowly but in a heated embrace. Max's mind struggled to keep up as she felt Chloe's hands snake under her shirt, running along her spin and rubbing underneath her bra. Her mouth hung open as she moaned again, a new sense of pleasure filling her body.
"You like that?" The blue hair punk asked her, pausing briefly to examine her friends face, worried she was moving too fast. Max nodded eagerly, unable to formulate a sentence. Chloe just chuckled, leaning in to recapture her lips with hers. The slim form she was holding trembled, puty in her hands. She wanted to just rip her pants off and dive between her legs, taste the sweet nectar she could only imagine was flowing under those clothes. But Chloe could tell Max was new to this, so she needed to be slow, take her time, ease her into it.
The two lovers were interrupted by a faint shuffling from the chair David was tied to. Reluctantly the make out session was cut short to drag their attention back to their captive, who was still gaged and handcuffed with his erect cock hanging out of his trousers where they left him glaring at them. "Enjoying the show asshole?" Chloe asked sarcastically, flipping him the finger as she made to push herself off the bed. She turned apologetically back to Max as she sat up, "just let me get rid of this pervert. Should only take a moment."
But Max surprised herself by reaching out to catch the girls arm, pulling herself up to kneel before the girl whispering "let him watch." Chloe stared dumbstruck as Max took her face in her hands and pulled her into a kiss, taking control as she dominated her mouth with her tongue. Sharing David's dick with her early had turned Max Caulfield on, but getting to make out with her while having his angry stare as an audience was the hottest thing she could imagine right now.
Chloe was smart enough to take her up on the offer as she rose up into the passionate embrace, on her knees with her arms circling her hips, pressing her chest against Max's. They could feel each other's breasts pushing against each other, Chloe's evidently more larger and fuller than Max's, but the punk could feel her hardened nipples through the fabric. She decided she needed to feel more of Max and less of her fashion as she peeled her jacket off her shoulders before reaching down to grab the hem of her T-shirt.
Max looked Chloe in the eyes as she raised her arms up, allowing her to undress her. Now left with her bra Chloe was free to touch her bare skin, even leaning down to kiss along her collarbone. Max let her explore her body as she feebly pulled off her beanie, stroking her blue hair between pleasurable sighs. She glanced across to David, who was watching them like a hawk. Her blue eyes drifted down to the twitching cock in his lap, reminding herself how close they left him to exploding.
"I think we're arousing him" she whispered in Chloe's ear, leading to her partner to looking over to check out the situation. She nodded as she turned back to the brunette. "You are very arousing" she told her in a sultry tone, pecking her on the lips making them both giggle. She whipped her head back to David and warned him "you'd better not cum watching us, you perverted old man."
David growled through his gag as he yanked at his handcuffs, fruitlessly attempting to break free as Chloe hooked a finger under Max's chin, turning her back to gaze into her eyes again. They continued with the kiss, stroking each other gently as Chloe carefully reach around Max's back to unhook her pink bra, saying nothing as she pulled them over her arms and tossed them aside. Max looked down at her bare chest, slightly embarrassed at how flat her chest was compared to Chloe. The punk didn't care as her fingers ran circles around her small mounds, gently pinching her nipples between her finger and thumb, making the photographer moan.
"Max?" She said quietly, locking her eyes on hers to show how serious she wanted her to be. She returned her gaze waiting patiently for her to finally ask "have you ever been with another girl before?"
She took a moment to consider her answer, eventually responding with a brief nod.
"Really?" Chloe asked surprised.
"Once" Max confirmed sheepishly. "What about you? Have you ever…"
"I've…experimented" she replied, grinning devilishly as she rubbed her nose against Max's, staring at her playfully as she pressed her palm between her breasts, pushing her onto her back. "What me to show you?" She asked, pulling her white vest over her head to reveal her black bra supporting her bust, her tattoos running up her right arm to her shoulder.
Max stared up at the sexy punk girl hovering over her, biting her lip as she watched her reach down and start to fiddle with the clasp of her tight jeans. "Yes please" she breathed shallowly, her stomach fluttering with excitement as her best friend undid her pants and slowly dragged them down her legs. She ran her fingers over the ticklish flesh on the inside of her thighs, moving along to the damp underside of her light grey panties while Max kicked off her shoes and jeans, leaving her in her underwear. Chloe bit her lower lip as she studied the petite brunette beneath her, contemplating her next move. Max sat up on her elbows to watch her as she surveyed her body, loving the way she looked at her.
The girl returned to her face, kissing along her freckles before seeking out her lips once more. Max sighed into her mouth, momentarily distracted while her lovers hand slipped into her knickers to clasp her moist pussy. Their kiss was interrupted by a sharp inhale as her fingers teased her opening, rubbing circles around her clit, eliciting a moan. Her hips jerked up into her hand, eager for more attention. Chloe smiled as she toyed with the photographer, adoring the way she squirmed underneath her. So wet, she mused, listening to Max's increasingly frantic breaths. She must be close already. Not willing to tip her over just yet she pulled out her hand, hearing a disheartened whine from her partner while she examined her fingers. Coated in her fluids. "God, you are soaking wet Max" she said casually, ignoring the pleading eyes trained on her, bringing her hand to her lips to suck them clean.
"You make me so wet" Max pouted, staring at the teasing punk lying on top of her. She rubbed her thighs together, so hot and horny she felt like she'd die without her touching her, without her inside her.
Chloe hummed as she tasted Max on her tongue, stroking the girls cheek as she regarded her with playful eyes. "You're so cute when your horny" she said quietly, rolling over to her side to rest her head on her elbow. "Take off your clothes" she ordered.
"I already have" max joked.
"The rest of them."
She did as she was told, hooking her thumbs under her panties and sliding them over her feet, even removing her socks, leaving her completely naked on the bed. She lay there self consciously, looking at the two people in the room staring at her. David regarded her coldly, though his cock appeared to grow an extra inch when he saw her laid out before him. Chloe similarly appeared excited, but was more adept at hiding it. Once Max was in position she reach over to plant another kiss on her lips, letting her taste herself on her tongue. She tasted good. "Please" Max whined, the excitement becoming unbearable in her loins.
Chloe licked her lips as she trailed her hand over her stomach, trailing lines across her belly as she drifted closer to their navel before finally reaching down to her throbbing slit. "This girl you've slept with?" Chloe asked her, a playful smirk across her face as she leaned closer to her ear, her warm breath tickling her neck. "Was she good?"
Max didn't want to answer that question, choosing to remain silent out of respect.
Chloe raised an eyebrow, but didn't push her. She leaned closer to whisper "did she do this?" As her fingers suddenly penetrated her core, slipping inside easily as Max's legs parted to greet her.
The girl moaned huskily as Chloe drove her fingers in deep, curling them upwards to graze her G-spot, causing her back to arch off the mattress. "Holy shit!" She gasped, clutching the sheets as her hooked fingers thrust inside her, her hips buckling in response. No, she didn't, her mind screamed as Chloe fucked her in a way she'd never experienced before. Her body convulsed in an endless stream of fits and jerks as Chloe fingered her, sending waves of pleasure up Max's spine with each expertly crafted flick of the wrist.
The punk girl lay beside her girlfriend, grinning proudly as she watched her lover cry out a string of curse as her body writhed on the bed, her hips buckling as Chloe slipped a thrice finger into her pussy, stretching her wet cunt wider and drawing out a fresh scream of escasty. "Oh fuck, oh shit, oh god…" Max gasped, running out of breath, clinging to the sheets as she convulsed, her body on fire. She gazed up at her lover, her mistress, full of desperation. "I'm gonna…I gonna…!"
"Cum for me Max" Chloe whispered, leaning in towards her sweating face, delighted when the frantic girl lunged up to grab her for a lustful snog to stifle her screams. She could feel her thighs clenching around her hand, finishing her off by pressing hard on her clit with her thumb, burying all four fingers as deep as they'd go.
The petite young brunette lost it as she screamed, her voice bouncing off the walls as she climaxed, her walls crushing Chloe's fingers as they drenched her arm in fluids. The girls froze as Max rode her orgasm all the way, her eyes rolling into her head as she collapsed onto the bed. Chloe smiled broadly, in love with the erotic sounds coming from her.
There was a sudden and desperate groan from behind her, and when Chloe pried her gaze away from Max's trembling body she felt something splatter over her back, something warm and sticky. She looked back to find David slumped in his chair, his eyelids heavy as his penis slumped over, seamen dripping from the tip.
"Damnit, I thought I told you no cuming" Chloe said, faking her outrage, secretly exhilarated by the fact their little sex show got him to explode. Leaving him to smolder in his own humiliation she pried her hand out of Max's cunt, lowering her body carefully on top of her to nuzzle her cheek. "You okay?" She asked.
Max was in a daze, but managed to nod as she regained her breath. "Holy shit" she muttered, wiping her face with both hands as she looked up at Chloe.
"That was hardcore Max" Chloe smiled, presenting her sticky hand to her before smearing it over her freckled nose. "I always took you for a screamer. That must've been quite the orgasm."
"You have no idea" Max laughed, still breathless. She relaxed as she felt Chloe's fingers rub over her features, opening her mouth when they ran along her lips to allow them access so she could lick her hand clean.
"So" Chloe asked patiently after Max had finished cleaning her fingers. "Who fucked your brains out better?"
"You! Definitely you!" Max declared, reaching up to pull her head down to share her cum with her tongue.
The blue haired beauty rejoiced as she embraced her, kissed her vigorously as she began grinding between her thighs. "Good" she replied between kisses, working around her jaw and neck while Max moaned softly. "Whoever this mystery girl is…I think we should get together sometime…and compare notes…"
It didn't take long for the two girls to be getting back at it again. They got so engrossed they completely forgot they still had a captive stepdouche tied up and gagged in their room, forced to watch the two horny teenagers fuck each other for even longer.
For David Madsen, this was worse then torture.
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