Authors Note: This chapter contains mature content, so be warned if that's not your thing.
Shortly after Max had fanned away the foul scent of Chloe's flatulence, both girls lay in Chloe's bed staring each other in the face. Chloe leans in close to Max, her cake scented breath tickling the small hairs in Max's nose. Max could feel her arousal from earlier return, with a quickness. Chloe stares deep into Max's blue eyes making the hipster blush softy.
"So hippie, Do you feel like uh... doing anything?" Chloe says, rubbing Max on the face.
"Like what?" Max questions, feigning ignorance, even though she knew what Chloe was referring to...SEX.
Chloe rolls her eyes, and slides a hand into Max's shirt, cupping the girl's blue cotton bra. Max shut her eyes, bites her bottom lip to suppress a moan.
"Don't you play dumb with me Max, you know exactly what I'm talking about..." Chloe says, fondling Max in a fantastic way, making Max moan audibly.
Chloe smiles, she had Max right where she wanted her.
"That's right baby, make those wonderful noises for me..." Chloe growls, leaning over and softly biting Max on the ear. Max gasps at the mix of pain and pleasure surging through her body. Chloe's hand travel's down from Max's bra, and towards her belly, rubbing on the bloated mound of flesh, making the liquids inside of it slosh around quietly. Max groans loudly feeling Chloe touch on every inch of her body.
"You're so cute when you're horny Max, hehe"" Chloe chuckles, and gently positions her hand lower on Max's body.
Max could feel her lover's fingers begin to make their way over and under her waistband. Max's arousal was through the roof now, her nether region becoming more moist with every passing second. Chloe sticks her middle finger directly into Max's wet snatch with vigor, causing the freckled brunette to gasp loudly.
"Ohhh, Chloe I feel like I'm- " Max attempts to say, but Chloe uses her free hand to place a finger over Max's mouth, effectively silencing her.
"Shh, It's okay baby, just let Chloe take care of you..." Chloe says leaning in Close, allowing Max to place her head in the nook of her shoulder.
Slowly Chloe inserts more of her fingers into Max, making the smaller girl groan in pure bliss. Max felt like she was on cloud nine, as Chloe fingered her. Max tried to grit her teeth to prevent more moans from escaping her mouth, but this ultimately proved unsuccessful. Chloe's five digits went to town, going up and down, left and right, and every direction possible inside of Max.
Max's moans of pleasure had long increased in volume, signs of her impending climax. Chloe took notice of this and sped up her motions, sliding her fingers in and out of Max's moist insides, making Max's breath audibly hitch.
"Are you close baby?" Chloe whispers in Max's ear. Max could only nod her head, as the pleasure became to much for her to handle. Her body begins to spasm as Chloe's magic touch brings her closer to the edge. Chloe leans in towards Max's ear, her hot breath making Max shiver. Chloe face forms into a grin, and she opens her mouth, whispering directly into Max's ear.
"Just let it all out Max..." That did it.
"YES CHLOE!"
Max let's out a loud bellow of pleasure and relief, screaming out her partner's name. She grips the bed-sheets tightly, as the feeling of her climax continues to rock her body, and mind like a hurricane. Max's orgasm last's nearly fifteen whole seconds, before finally fizzling out into multitude of short pleasure filled bursts.
Max struggles to catch her breath, chest rising and falling at a rapid pace. Eventually Max regains her composure, and stares at Chloe, who was smiling smugly.
"Goddamn Max, I know I'm good, but I'm pretty sure you just let everyone in Oregon know what we were just doing." Chloe chuckles, wiping off Max's essence on a nearby napkin.
"Sorry about that...it's been awhile, since I last... you know...came." Max laments quietly, still trying adjust her hear-rate back to it's regular pace. Chloe flashes her a look of momentary empathy, before speaking again.
"Well buckle on up hippie, cause we ain't done yet..." Chloe bellows, wrapping an arm around Max's shoulder.
'We're not?" Max inquires, seemingly all tuckered from what she had just experienced. Chloe stares back at her in confusion.
"Hell no, it's your turn to get ME off now." Chloe says, leaning back on the wall behind her, and placing a hand over her crotch, alluding for Max to service her.
Max nods her head slowly, silently dreading her lack of bedroom skills. Max ascends down Chloe's body, her nervousness plainly obvious. Max sat on the floor, placing herself between Chloe's spread open legs. "Come on Max you can do this, just make Chloe feel good..." She thinks to herself, giving out some self-encouragement.
Chloe fiddles around, sitting straight up on the bed and letting her legs dangle of the edge it, Her tattered jeans still remained unbuttoned, allowing her full gut to roam free. Her stomach was still pretty bloated from the all the cake she had consumed, numerous hours ago. She rubs her mid-section absentmindedly with her right hand, while her left fondles Max on the back of the neck.
"Look hippie, you're just giving me blue balls...get on with it." Chloe wines out, her arousal and lust becoming evident.
Max gulps nervously, and quickly nods her head. She figured that she should make an seductive attempt to slowly undress Chloe, starting with the punk's footwear.
Max grabs Chloe's left foot, admiring the dirty, and worn-out combat boot, with a sense of amazement. Chloe looks down at the hipster in sexual frustration, wanting to shove Max's face into her aroused crotch, but decided to hold back her desires, and let Max do her work. Max slowly removes the right boot, discarding on the floor next to her. Chloe's socked foot wiggles and curls freely. Max smiles, feeling her natural instincts guide her. She does the same to the left foot, removing the boot, and placing it beside her.
"Gee Max, I know my boots are hella cool looking, but I thought you were supposed to be pleasing, ME... not my fucking shoes..." Chloe perks up, the heat in her lower body becoming more and more hard to control.
Max looks up at her girlfriend and smiles. "Look Chloe, I want to make you feel good, so just sit back and relax, okay?"
Chloe says nothing, and continues to rub her semi-bloated stomach. Max reverts back to her work, turning her attention on Chloe's feet once more. She leans in, grabbing the punk's left foot in her palms, kneading it softly. Chloe rolls her eyes in frustration, but part of her had to admit, what her girlfriend was doing to her felt pretty good. Max rubbed the foot, with her hands, giving Chloe's upper calf a rub as well. After roughly ten minutes or so of doing this, Max took it one step further, and took a hold of one Chloe's hole-filled socks. She slowly pulls it off, placing it inside of Chloe's discarded boot, exposing the punk's bare left foot.
"Wowzer, Chloe's feet are actually kinda cute...definitely not sexy though." Max thinks to herself. A person's Feet could definitely be cute, but not sexy, Feet are never sexy. Chloe's feet were a size bigger than Max's, her toenails were covered in a chipped, ocean-blue polish, she also had a small tattoo on the side of her ankle.
"Never noticed that before..." Max thinks internally, enthralled by the hidden tattoo. Max takes off the other sock, leaving Chloe's bare feet to touch the cold, hard wooden floor, Making the punk shiver slightly.
"Damn Caulfield, do you have a foot fetish or something?...I mean don't get me wrong, the massage feels pretty nice, but I think I need some attention elsewhere." Chloe groans, pointing down at her waist.
"Alright, Ms. Impatient, I'll appease you..." Max laments.
Max took the hint and slithered up Chloe's body, similar to python. Max was standing on her knees now, and gestured for Chloe to take
her shirt off. The punk squeals in excitement, lifting her arms up, and pulling the shirt off and over her head, leaving her in only her bra and jeans.
"Well...like what you see, Max?" Chloe says, gyrating her hips slightly, in an attempt to seduce Max.
A blush appears on Max's face as she admires Chloe's half-naked body. The punk's smooth skin, her perky breasts, her beautiful arm tattoo, her strong and sturdy upper body, that lead down to her bloated yet-still curvy abdomen, with a shiny, ruby-colored piercing embedded in her navel.
Simply put, Chloe wasBeautiful.
"Y-Yes Che, I-I do..." Max sputters, feeling her arousal return, even though she had just climaxed moments ago.
"Well then hippie, come on up and get it..." Chloe says with a fire in her eyes, grabbing one of Max's hands and guiding it down towards the punk's nether-region. Max can feel her hand enter into Chloe's moist panties, feeling the light brush of Chloe's pubic hairs. Max instinctively stands up on her feet, motioning for Chloe to lay on her side. Chloe does this in a matter of milli seconds, flopping on her side, allowing Max space to lay beside her. Max slides next to her and immediately places her hand into Chloe's panties once more, making the bluenette bite her bottom lip in slight satisfaction.
"Uhhh, there you go hipster, just like that..." Chloe mutters, her eyes closed, voice tainted with lust. Max slides her fingers into Chloe's wet insides all at once, making her blue-haired partner's bare toes visibly curl with pleasure.
"Fuckkk, Max..." Chloe moans out.
"So far so good Max, Chloe looks like she's loving it." Max says to herself, mentally giving herself a high-five.
Max continues to pleasure Chloe at rapid pace, sliding her fingers in and out of her lovers tunnel. Chloe groans in ecstasy, feeling her climax rapidly approaching.
"Holy shit Max, I-I'm about to-" Chloe attempts to warn, as Max rubs on her engorged clit.
"Oh hella yes!" Chloe bellows, arching her back as the feeling of her climax rushes through her. The punk's breathy moans fill the bedroom with boisterous echoes. Thankfully, no one was home.
Max sits back and waits for Chloe to regain her composure, wiping her soiled fingers on the bed-sheets. Finally Chloe manages to catch her breath, opening a single eye to stare at Max.
"So how was I?" Max inquires, wanting to know how her skills in bed matched up.
"Pretty damn good hippie, I haven't came like that in a hella long time..." Chloe says, stretching out and grabbing Max into a hug.
Max returns it, and they eventually break apart.
"Well now that's out of the way, what now?" Max asks. Chloe leans back and slumps under the covers, her stomach audibly sloshing as she did so.
"Well, I don't know about you, but I have gotta sleep this off this gut." Chloe says, patting her stomach.
Max looks down at her own bloated stomach, it looks like Chloe might've have a point.
"Yeah, your probably right, that would be for the best." Max says, laying under the covers once more. Chloe looks into her lovers eyes once more, and leans for a deep kiss. Both girls slowly break apart, each girl tasting the inside of the other's mouth.
"I-I Love you Chloe..." Max peeps, catching her breath.
"Love you to, Hippie..." Chloe says, before yawning loudly.
The large meals both girls had consumed, plus all the post-meal intercourse, had left both of them feeling completely drained. After wrapping up in each other's arms, Max and Chloe felt their eyelids grow heavy, and they eventually fell into a deep, peaceful slumber.
TO BE CONTINUED...