[Molly's Pov]
Sometimes, events in your life inspire the most erotic of dreams. This was definitely one of those very occasions.
I had spent my first night in my new bed, dreaming of the most erotic threesome of my life, and yes, I am including the one with Megan and Holly. So safe to say I woke the next morning horny as all hell and could not get the events of the previous night out of my mind.
The taste of Chloe and Maxie's (Chloe's mostly) girl cum was still on my lips and if I do say so myself it's still a sweet taste the next morning. There was something so incredibly hot about Maxie and Chloe and the way they made me feel. More to the point, it was Chloe and the way she kissed and touched me. God I hadn't been so hot since...well, Megan.
I lay in bed, in the quiet and solitude of my new room, for a long time and relived each and every moment as I licked Chloe's sweet pussy, at the same time my hand danced around my clit and gave me the pleasure I so badly needed after such an erotic dream.
I had just started rolling my tongue at the entrance to her bald little cunny as her moans increased and my clit responded in the way I knew it would and brought me near the mountain top and was threatening to push me over.
I was really moaning to myself when it happened...a knock at my door. OH-MY-GOD, I could have thrown a hammer at that person right then as I stopped without being about to feel that wonderful explosion that I so badly needed, and it faded away.
I jerked the covers off and grumbled a "hold on" as I slipped into an old baseball jersey that was hanging on the back of my desk chair. Thankfully, it's oversized, so it comes down to my mid thighs, and there was no need to put on panties. Yet.
"Yeh?" I asked as I jerked the door open and saw the object of my fantasies standing in the doorway looking so hot it made me wanna jump her right there.
It was Chloe, with her hair in a ponytail and wearing a Harley bandana, in a pair of tight jeans and a belly shirt that was notciably too small for her frame. God, she was gorgeous.
"Bad time?" She asked as she bit her lip and half smiled. My anger suddenly faded.
"It's never a bad time when you come to my door, hottie," I said with a smile as I watched her blush and take a step forward.
"What's up?"
"Sleeping mostly," I said, giggling as Chloe turned and looked at me as I closed my door.
"Sorry.. I woke you?" She asked as her smile faded into a nervous smile.
"Ummmmmm..actually no," I said. "I been up for a while."
"OH good," She said, smiling again, "Thought I could give you a tour of the campus if you want."
"That's actually a good idea," I said, "I got lost yesterday on my way back here after assembly."
"Yeh, it's a big campus," Chloe said as I watched her eyes go up and down my body, and I couldn't help but think she was seriously checking me out. And in the moment, I was loving the fact that it was happening, even though the fact that she had a serious girlfriend kept creeping into my mind.
I wanted desperately to make it ok. And for the moment, I did, with the thought that all she was doing was looking, no touching, so it was ok. "So you shower yet?"
"Not yet and...I definately need one" I said sniffing under my arms as Chloe laughed and sat down on my bed and took the remote to my small TV, a small 13 inch my mother so lovingly gave me. Flicking it on, she laid back and said she'd just wait while I did if I hurried.
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[CHLOE'S POV]
For the next part of the story, I thought maybe I could tell it better cause the stuff going on inside my head was probably what you need to hear about to understand what happens next.
I laid back on Molly's bed and watched her as she got some clean clothes and a towel and got ready for the shower. If she thought I was checking her out every chance I got, she was damn right. Cause I was. She has the most perfect body this 18 year old girl has ever seen.
OH-MY-GOD, she is hotter than any girl I have ever met in my life, and that includes my current girlfriend, Maxie Bradlidge. It's not that Molly is so much better looking either cause Maxie is a serious looker with plenty of attention from other people.
It's the fact that I felt a connection with Molly instantly. And after just one night with her, well her and Maxie, of course, but for me, it was her that drove me crazy, I was addicted.
God, I am so screwed, I lay in bed this morning since 4:00 am, watching Maxie sleep peacefully without a worry in the world. Not knowing that her girlfriend was thinking of another girl, hell, fantasizing about her even.
For like two solid hours, why did I have to meet this girl? Trust me, I asked myself that all morning. Including the time when I snuck out of the room early this morning, even before Maxie rose and got a shower.
A half hour later, I was on my way over here and hoping that Molly would be happy to see me. Which she wasn't I know, but she did flirt with me, so maybe there's hope. God, what am I saying, I have a girlfriend, and I'm hoping another girl whom I just met less than 24 hours ago would be happy to see me.
These are the kind of insane thoughts that ran threw my head the entire time I lay there waiting for Molly to shower. By the time she got back, I was ready to confess my love almost. lol.
"You're losing it girl" I muttered to myself as Molly finally made her way back into the room, now clad in only a bathrobe and smelling of a sweet aroma that made me wanna jump her on the spot. If I didn't leave right now and get her off my mind, I was gonna be in some serious shit cause I know how I am.
Anyway, I made the quick decision to get out while the getting was good and never talk to her again (insane, I know, but it's how my brain works). I slipped off the bed as Molly did something so unexpected that I was frozen in place.
She slipped out of her robe and dropped it on the bed and stood before me nude, her back to me. I think my eyes bugged out so far I strained them. Taking in her beauty once again in all its glory.