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Chelsea


Me and Anne were going away for 10 days. This meant that we either needed to kennel our dog, or get a house sitter. Anne lined up her friend Chelsea. And by friend I mean fuck-buddy.


A little background -- Anne casually sleeps with dozens of guys. But with girls, there’s only a handful that she’s had sex with that I didn’t play some part in. Chelsea is a local girl she will regularly hook up with without me. (Just three weeks before this story, she went hiking at a local state park with Chelsea. Somehow an easy three-mile hike took 6 hours.) Mmm hmm.

But anyway, Chelsea was now our house/dog sitter. She came by the day before we left to get the key and learn everything she needed to know about the house.

She showed up dressed wearing a rolled-up tank top with no bra and short cut-off shorts.


Like so, but the tank was rolled up. And yes, her nipples and piercings were very visible.


We make pleasantries and start showing Chelsea around the house. Then Anne says “Me and mom are going out to lunch. Show Chelsea the bedroom in case she wants to spend the night while we’re gone.” I was still ‘working’, but on my lunch break.


Okay, I’m thinking. You’re just going to leave me here with your ‘girlfriend’? Then she adds “We’ll be back in an hour so so. You two should get to know each other better.” What the fuck was that?


They left. I took Chelsea up to the guest room. Chelsea entered behind me, and pulled the door shut. “Odd” I thought, “Doubly so because no one else is home.”

She pushed me onto the edge of the bed, then she kissed me. “Anne wanted me to tell you happy birthday.”


I grabbed her firmly, then rolled the both of us over. I tried to push up, but she locked her legs around me. “Anne set you up to this?”


Chelsea ignored the question, and slid her hand into my leggings, and pressed a finger against my a​ss. I let out a gasp and went limp. “She said you might like that.”

She rolled us, so she was once again on top. She pulled her shirt off. Then she said “I was worried that you might be jealous. Anne said we should get together; that it could be your birthday present.”

I was in. 


I raised my head to give her a quick kiss, then pushed her fully upright and took her nipples to my mouth. She particularly enjoyed my tugging on her studs with my teeth.


I broke off and pulled off my shirt. I wiggled out from under her and rolled over, presenting my ass to her.

 
Clockwise from left: 1. Me presenting my ass; 2. Me after she pulled down my leggings; 3. Chelsea eating my ass.

She came up behind me and grabbed my waist. Her hands slid around me, her fingers went under my sports bra and pushed it up, freeing my breasts. She squeezed my nipples between her fingers, and tugged them downward until they slipped free. 


I pushed my butt against her, and taking my cue, her hands moved to my hips, and pulled my leggings and underwear down, exposing my ass to the air. Her tongue wasted no time diving in. Her fingers went straight for my pussy. She knew how to hit all my buttons. (She later told me Anne had coached her.)


I stopped us before I came all too soon. I turned around, and unbuttoned her shorts. She wiggled her hips as I pushed them down, then kicked them off completely. I was greeted with a bald pussy, and a cute little piercing dangling  front of me.


I rise up to my knees to meet her face and kiss her as we start rubbing each others’ pussy. I can taste my ass on her lips. She breaks the kiss, then gives me a gentle push backwards. Since my leggings were still around my knees, I had no real balance, and immediately fell backwards.

She climbed on top, and planted her pussy directly against my mouth. I ate her as she teased and tugged my nipples. Eventually, she leaned forward and pushed my leggings down to my ankles so I could spread my legs, and then she began licking me as we 69’d. 

I came first. I was already worked up from her eating my ass and fingering me. But this gave me a chance to really work with her piercing (after catching my breath). I found I got the most reaction from her by tugging on it with my lips, or using my tongue to press the beads into her flesh.

That was my first time with Chelsea. The next time with her was not only me, but also Anne. I last saw her this past July (I'm writing this in late August), when she introduced me to her new girlfriend Sam (Anne was away that weekend 😛).

Notes:

Text (C) Copyright 2022 Jenevieve E

While this is a true story, the images shown are for illustrative purposes only, and are not of any person mention in the story


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