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Oral sex for Morgan had always been a take-it-or-leave-it kind of thing. Most men were terrible at it anyway and treated it like an obligation. But as soon as Chloë’s mouth touched Morgan’s pussy, Morgan knew, just knew, that she was about to have a completely different experience and sure enough, in just a few moments, Morgan was clutching the bedsheets, giving herself over to the ministrations of Chloë’s tongue that was poking, swirling, licking, possessing her pussy. Morgan could feel even more of her arousal pooling inside and knowing that Chloë was tasting it, that her tongue just had to be coated with it, was bringing Morgan’s orgasm that much closer.

“Fuuuuck, Chloë…” Morgan moaned.

She felt fingers sliding inside, her pussy automatically clutching them, and then Chloë’s wonde

rful mouth was on her clit and Morgan’s back arched, her grip on the sheet tightening. Chloë started sucking on Morgan’s sensitive bud and with each suck came a quick swipe of the tongue that was like a jolt of pure electricity.

And then, while her tongue and lips were busily tending to Morgan’s clit, Chloë did something no man had ever done while eating Morgan out. Suddenly, those fingers Chloë had buried in her pussy curled upward.

Morgan’s eyes shot open as her pussy was jolted by a shockwave of pleasure that pushed her off the cliff.

“Oh, fuck! Yes!” she gasped as the orgasm started and then hit her with waves of pleasure that made Morgan cry out Chloë’s name. She pressed her hips forward, trying to drive those fingers in deeper, feeling her come leak out around them.

And still Chloë kept at, now fucking Morgan with those fingers, driving them in and out while her tongue kept circling Morgan’s clit. And then the second orgasm hit, so quickly it took Morgan by surprise, but when it struck, she actually lifted her ass off the bed while the walls of her center convulsed tightly around those invading fingers.

“Fuck! Oh my god! Chloë!” she shouted, not caring if the entire neighborhood could hear her.

Eventually, it was over and her ass collapsed back down onto the mattress. Chloë coaxed her from the high by running her tongue over the lips of her pussy, causing Morgan to twitch every now and then. The fingers were slowly withdrawn and Morgan looked down and met Chloë’s eyes just as Chloë inserted the fingers in her mouth and made Morgan watch her lick them clean.

Morgan could have come again right then.

Chapter 17

Chloë closed her eyes at the taste of the Morgan Banks filling her mouth as she finished sucking her fingers clean of come. She had just eaten out the Morgan Banks! If ever there was a Dear Diary moment!

It felt so surreal, all of it. How many times as a teenager had she imagined this happening? How many times as a teenager had she masturbated herself to orgasm imagining this happening?

Her fingers clean, Chloë slid herself upwards to lay next to the other woman, careful not to accidentally poke her with the high heels she still had on. Morgan cupped Chloë’s chin and kissed her deeply, making Chloë’s clit pulse even more.

“Are you okay?” Chloë asked when the kiss was broken.

Morgan smiled a dreamy smile.

“Better than okay,” she said. “That was amazing!”

“It was,” Chloë agreed. “And, fuck, you taste good, Miss Banks.”

Morgan laughed and Chloë loved the sound.

“Still calling me ‘Miss Banks!’ Even after making me come twice!”

Chloë blushed.

“I told you, it’s hard to stop.”

“Well, you can call me whatever the hell you want as long as you promise to keep doing what you just did to me.”

After licking her lips, Chloë said, “Shall I do it again now, Miss Banks?”

Morgan stared at her.

“No. It’s my turn.”

Oh God, yes!

Part of Chloë wanted to just give in to her lust and turn herself over completely to her lover. But another part of her was terrified. What if Morgan hated fucking a woman? What if the whole experience turned her off and Chloë never again got to have nights like this with her?

“You don’t have to!” she said hurriedly. “I mean, we can work up to that.”