Gender: Female Age: Secret Location: N/A
|Introduction: young Chloe Leto finds herself trapped in a web of deceit, blackmailing, and love. She now also finds herself becoming more of a whore every day . . .|
Chloe met Billy at the window as he climbed through in the darkness. His black hair hung in thick strands just in front of his eyes, and he stood in front of her in just his boxers. She stood equally exposed in front of him, only in her bra and panties with her curly black hair falling down her back to her trim waist.
She slid her small white hands over his chest, feeling his smooth, tan skin and muscular stomach. He stared at her hungrily, being able to resist no longer. He pulled her to him, leaning down far to kiss her mouth. She stood on her tip toes and craned her neck to kiss him back. If she was flat footed, the top of her head barely brushed his shoulder.
He let his large, calloused hands run over the soft skin of her back. He squeezed her cute little ass, and felt his way up till he slipped a hand under her black bra to play with one of her breasts.
Chloe threw her head back; she was in heaven. Billy picked her up and laid her down on her bed, ripping off her bra and tossing it on the floor. He sucked on her nipple, and she moaned, arching her back to push her breasts into his face.
Billy smiled. As long as he could remember, Chloe had been the queen bee. It's not that she was mean to them (the farm hands) or that she ignored them; they had actually been very good friends. But, now matter how good of friends they were, Chloe had always insisted that they could ONLY be friends. She never said why, but it was always obvious that she was just too good for them. Now he fucked her almost every night! Hell, she was on the bed for him right now, writhing and getting wet for him.
Billy stood to his feet, taking off his boxers and letting them drop to the floor, his big cock springing proudly from it's confines.
Every time before, Chloe had looked at his cock with fear. He could see that she was changing. She stared at it lustfully, and he grinned like a mad man.
He pushed her shoulders back into the bed, and kissed her. Their tongues explored each others mouths, and Billy snaked a hand down to her panties to see if she was wet enough yet. She was wet enough to fit damn near anything in there!
"Holy shit you're wet-" Billy groaned as he started to spread her legs.
Chloe blushed as he aimed the tip of his cock as her tiny entrance.
"Yeah," She whispered in an embarrassed voice.
Billy glanced at her face and saw that she was embarrassed.
"Hey," He said, smoothing back her hair and kissing her forehead gently, "Don't be embarrassed. I think it's pretty damn cute."
Chloe met his lips, kissing him with a sudden need. She grasped his cock in her hand, and Billy's eyes shot open in surprise. It was the first time Chloe had acted so . . . eager. It was certainly the first time that she had grabbed his dick to get him in her!
He took the obvious hint and pushed himself in her wet, begging pussy. Chloe moaned in quiet pleasure, being careful not to be too loud. She didn't want to wake her parents up!
She purred, digging her nails into the covers and saying, "God, Billy. That feels so good . . ."
Billy kissed along her neck, using one hand to massage a tit and the other to rub her little clit.
Chloe's orgasm came fast, and before Billy knew it, she was braced against his forearms, her pussy massaging his dick and cumming hard. He kissed her fiercely, struggling to stifle a groan as he released his seed, unable to resist her tight, milking cunt.
"That was great," She sighed, curling up against his chest.
Billy smiled once more. He didn't know how Chloe had changed so drastically, but he could definitely get used to this new girl.
Billy woke up when he felt the sun shining through the window. He kissed Chloe's beautiful sleeping form and headed outside to start working.
Chloe, on the other hand, woke up to the sound of a knock on her door. She was freaking exhausted from the night, and really didn't want any help from the maids.
"Go away," She grumbled into her pillows, yanking the cover over her face.
The door opened nevertheless, and Luke stepped inside her cozy room.
"I said go away," She moaned, still half asleep.
Luke chuckled as a well aimed pillow smacked into the side of his head, then landed with a heavy thud on the floor.
"Okay," He said, pretending to leave the room, "I guess I'll just let you lay here, even though I have an awesome weekend planned out for us-"
Chloe sat up in bed. She hadn't realized who it was before now! She threw off the covers and ran towards Luke, giving him a hug immediately. He wrapped her up, savoring the moment.
"Luke!" She grinned, "You should have just said it was you!"
"But what fun would that have been?" He asked, then added, "By the way, your parents gave me permission to take you this weekend."
"Take me where?" She asked with a tilt of her head.
"It's a surprise!" He told her, "Just get dressed and get ready to go. Pack an overnight bag."
Luke leaned against his car in boredom while he waited for Chloe. A sweaty farmhand approached him. Luke eyed him suspiciously; he was tall with broad shoulders, and shaggy black hair that hung in front of his dark eyes. Another was with him, but this one was built the same- a little more muscular, not as lean- with straw blond hair and icy blue eyes. The two men exchanged glances, and Luke stood taller.
"Hello," He said warily.
"Hey," Billy and Cody said in unison.
Cody's nostrils flared and he felt every muscle in himself tensed. He wanted to punch this guy so badly it hurt!
"You guys . . . work here?" Luke asked, struggling in vain to make a conversation.
"Yup," Billy sighed and blew a black strand from his eyes.
"So you know Chloe, then?" He asked in complete and total arrogance.
Billy laughed to himself and replied, "Yeah, I guess you could put it that way-"
Chloe trotted out of the house in a mini skirt, kitten heels, and a v neck top that had an entirely lace backing.
Her eyes grew wide when she saw Luke's Bentley parked in the drive way, and she asked excitedly, "Do I get to ride in that?"
"No," He said sarcastically, "We're going to walk there, Chlo . . . of course we're taking the Bentley!"
She stopped in her tracks when she felt a cold chill run down her spine. She turned to see Billy and Cody giving her "how could you" looks, and she froze. She was going to pay for this when she got home and she knew it.
Luke looked between the three and picked up on the tension. He rested a hand on Chloe's elbow and whispered, "Come on, hun. We've got people waiting on us."
She nodded, and he opened the car door for her. She sat down, relaxing slightly against the leather seats. The classic "new car smell" filled it, and Luke turned the key, starting the ignition before driving out of the ranch yard.
"Chloe," He began as he watched her put her head in her hands, "What's going on between you and those guys?"
"Nothing," She lied with a smile as she turned to him, "Nothing, babe, I promise."
"Good," He exhaled, "I was worried for a second."
Chloe turned to the window and bit her lip in guilt. If only he knew . . .
Luke held his hands over Chloe's eyes for the last few precious moments in the hotel. He could feel her tensed with anticipation, and he opened the door, finally removing them.
"Tada!" He said grandly as he showed her the room. Her mouth gaped.
The room was beautiful! It was entirely red with swirly black carpeting and was massive! It had a large, king size bed against the wall, which was covered with red and black striped blankets. The whole bathroom was marble; even the bathtub, which was an in-ground pit with water! (I know I'm skimming over details, but . . . I don't remember it all too well).
Chloe smiled and hugged Luke, saying, "Luke, this is so nice! Oh my gosh, thank you for taking me here! This is so amazing . . ."
"I'm glad you like it," He said with a cute, happy smile.
She leaned up and kissed him, not too heated, just a little kiss. She threw her overnight bag on the floor and ran full speed towards the bed, jumping into the air and landing on it with a loud thud. She rolled over on it, laughing.
"This is so cool!" She smiled, "I've never been to a five star hotel before!"
"I can tell," He said jeeringly.
"You calling me a dork?" She asked in a punk voice.
"That's exactly what I'm calling you," He laughed again.
Chloe came closer to him, and he snatched her wrists, kissing her.
"Easy, killer," He joked, "I'd rather wrestle you than be bitch slapped."
"I'm a dork and a bitch now too?" She asked with a devilish grin, "Oh, it's on, boy!"
The wrestled playfully on the floor, and Luke went easy on her. Soon it wasn't wrestling at all. She subconsciously rubbed her pussy against him, and before she knew it, he had pinned her wrists on the floor and stared at her.
She looked up at him with her doe like, emerald green eyes. Her pale skin was radiant and gleamed, and her curly black hair pooled around her. Her chest heaved up and down with each breath, and he could feel the rise and fall of it against his own chest. Her small, round mouth looked pouty, and he kissed her red lips.
She broke the stream of kisses and managed to get out from under him. She pushed the hair back from her eyes, and put as much space as possible between the two of them. She turned and went into the bathroom, shutting the door behind her, but not locking it.
She turned on the water in the shower and undressed. The steam gathered on the mirrors, and that was her cue to step in.
She let the hot water run over her body, instantly calming her. She felt her pulse and saw that it was still racing, even though he had pinned her more than 5 minutes before.
She shut her eyes in fear, but slid a hand down to her pussy. She moaned softly and realized that she was soaking wet already! She washed herself with the lavender soap they had for her and mumbled to herself, "God, I'm such a whore . . ."
She felt her hair, but didn't see a need to wash it. She dried herself lightly, threw the towel on the floor, and walked out into the room to get her pajamas.
Luke laid on the bed reading a magazine, but stared at her as she walked naked through the room. Her hair hung wet, and steam rose off her white skin. He saw her little black bush, trimmed to the shape of a heart. Her pink nipples stood firm against the colder air, and his cock stiffened in his pants.
"You're naked," He pointed out.
"Really?" She asked sarcastically, "I didn't know that! Oh my god, I am!"
He smiled, but still stared intently at her. She felt his stare and snatched her overnight bag, scurrying off to the bathroom.
She pulled her white stockings out of the bag, along with her knee length night gown and her floor length robe. All of them were black, and she made sure to slip on her lacy black panties as well. Next was the task of brushing her hair.
She turned the overhead lights off and turned on the lights that were just around the mirror. She took out her brush, brushing her long hair in slow, steady strokes. She heard the door open and heard Luke approach her from behind. She tried to ignore him, but she soon felt his breath on her skin as he nibbled her neck.
"Luke . . ." She began to protest, but he turned her around and continued to kiss her, lifting her up and carrying her as he did so.
He laid her on the bed, and she kissed him with a sense of guilt. Cody and Billy would be thinking of her back at home . . . they had to know what she was doing right now.
Luke nibbled on her neck, down to her delicate shoulders, and finally to her firm tits. Chloe moaned, arching her back and pulling his head closer.
Luke smiled; knowing that he was able to please her made him happy. He kissed his way down to her smooth tummy, and Chloe gasped as he worked his way down farther to her clit.
"Luke," She said in a worried tone, "You can't be down there-"
"Why not?" He asked right before he took one long lick of her pussy.
It drove her crazy. She dug her nails into the sheets, and he kept licking her pussy, sometimes snaking his tongue into her, and occasionally nibbling on her swollen clit. She was lost in her world of pleasure, nearing her climax. She was right on the verge, and he stopped.
She gasped, sitting up urgently and crying, "Luke! Why did you-"
He kissed her intently, pushing her shoulders back into the sheets. She quieted down, and his tongue searched the mouth it knew so well.
He aimed the tip of his cock up with her aching pussy, and pushed himself inside her slowly. She bit her lip and moaned from the pleasure, and he was pretty surprised that she didn't refuse him.
"God," She groaned, "This feels so good, Luke . . ."
"Damn, Chlo," He grunted as he pushed himself in, "You're so tight . . ."
Chloe listened to the bed shake, and she pulled Luke's head down so she could kiss him. She wove her fingers into his curly hair, and he kept up his love making rhythm as he thrusted all of his 9 1/2 inches in her, and she still couldn't help but marvel at it as it massaged her insides.
Luke sucked on her fair white neck as he fucked her, and she stared at the ceiling with pleasure filled eyes. He kissed her all over, trying to fully appreciate the softness of her skin and her intoxicating smell. He felt himself climax as he also felt the steam that continued to rise off her hot young body.
"Chloe," He he told her, "I'm going to come."
"Mmm . . ." She moaned, "Me too."
Shortly after saying that, Chloe shrieked, and Luke felt her already tight pussy massaging his cock. He couldn't take the assault, and he shot his load into her. His come seeped out around his dick, and Chloe was limp in his arms. He laid down beside her, still unable to conceive her beauty. He fondled the necklace that he had given her, which hung around her neck. He smiled to himself.
"Just a few more years, and then you're mine forever."
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