It's fair to say that, ever since that sudden "innocent" hug in the back seat, Chloe has taken a kind of special interest in you. All four of them take great pleasure in teasing and flirting with you, pulling you into dance with them and all that, but Chloe seems to be doing this just a little bit more. Naturally, the girls are doing plenty with each other as well. As the dancing continues, there's plenty of overt groping each other as well as the occasional kiss between them, especially as the booze continues to flow.
Eventually, you excuse yourself to use the bathroom, but as you come out, you find that Chloe is directly on the other side of the door. She's more than a little tipsy, you can tell, and she grins wide as she looks down at you.
"Jus' occured t'me," she says, her words a little slurred, "I haven' kissed the birthday boy yet."
With no further warning, she lunges, wrapping her arms around you and hungrily sealing her lips around yours, kissing you deep and wet, gently pushing you back into the bathroom and closing the door behind the two of you. Those enormous lips you've often dreamed about are now attempting to suck yours off your face and, as much of a shock as it is, it's kind of a dream come true. You manage to get your own arms around Chloe for support and kiss back as best you can, even finding your mouth full of her tongue before it's over.
After she releases your mouth, you're gasping for breath.
"Aren't...you know," you say, still clutched in her arms, pressed against her massive soft boobs, "aren't we gonna be missed out there?"
"I doubt it," smirks Chloe, running her hands through your hair, "last I saw, Molly and Shelly got Kim on one of the beds and each of 'em got one of her big titties and are suckin' the fuck out of it. That means we got all the time in the world, and I got an idea..." |