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I had always been attracted to girls as well as guys. I'd dated a few girls in high school and a few boys too but I had only ever had sex with guys. I'd kissed girls, made out with a few, played with their tits, but never done anything below the belt.
I was 19 when I met a beautiful, curvy, voluptuous, young woman. She was 23 and the epitome of a big, beautiful woman. She was petite, hardly 5'2 with a tiny waist, gorgeous wide hips and a huge rack. We actually wore the same size bra, 38DD. But the cup size looked much bigger on her because of her narrow waist. Her hair was wavy and brown, but out in the sun, it had tones of violet. But the cutest thing about her were her green eyes with flecks of gold in them.
I met her while we were both waiting in line at the checkout of a grocery store. All I needed was to pick up a loaf of bread for my mom on my way home from work. There was only one line open in the store with 3 people already waiting when I got to it. I sighed and hopped into the line. In front of me was a girl in a baggy black hoodie, holding a basket with a few things in it. She turned to look at me when I got in line, her hoodie only halfway zipped up, revealing the most gorgeous cleavage I'd ever seen in my life. I did all I could to not let my gaze wander from her magical green eyes that shifted down to see that I had but a single loaf of bread.
"Oh gosh, you only have one thing. Go ahead and get in front of me. You shouldn't have to wait just for some bread." She said and gestured for me to step in front of her.
I cocked a brow, "Are you sure? I'm really in no rush." I told her and she nodded.
"That's a cute bag, by the way." She nodded toward my purse and I looked down foolishly like I had no idea what my own purse looked like. "Prada?"
"Oh, uh, thanks." I stammered and smiled sheepishly. "And I wish, it's a Prada knock off I paid $20 for out of the back of a big white truck on the side of the street in Manhattan." I admitted. I never held back about that kind of thing, I was proud of my most-likely-a-knock-off-or-possibly-stolen purse.
She laughed and it was adorable. "Wow, right on." She shifted her weight to the other leg and moved her shopping basket to her opposite hand. "It pays to be thrifty and trusting of people selling shit out of the back of their vehicles."
Then I laughed, it did sound weird having someone putting it that way. "I don't even think it was his truck, honestly. It was like this big moving truck and when I walked by, he lifted up the back door and asked me if I wanted to buy a purse."
"Jeez, you're lucky he didn't murder you instead." She told me and then flashed a smile.
"For a purse, that was a chance I was willing to take." I said heroically.
"You are so funny." She chuckled and then put her hand out to me. "I never got your name. I'm Chloe. Chloe Sweeten."
I shook her hand, "Nice to meet you Chloe. I'm Eve, everyone calls me Evie though." Her hand was so soft and smooth.
"Well Evie, this might be forward of me but do you wanna hang out sometime?" She asked as she looked up at me.
"I'd love to," I said as I reached into my pocket and took out my phone. "Here, send yourself a friend request on my phone." I handed it to her and there was finally space enough on the conveyer belt for me to put my bread up.
She grabbed my phone and thumbed the screen to find her own profile. "There I am," she tapped the screen twice. "And there you go." She handed my phone back to me with a grin. "I'll accept when I get back outside, my phone is in my car.
"I look forward to it." I slid my phone back into my pocket and followed my bread down the belt. Then I turned to see the cashier handing the customer ahead of me their receipt. I turned back to Chloe. "Looks like I'm up."
The cashier and I went through the motions of the greeting, asking how I was doing, asking if I found what I needed, the usual stuff. I paid for my bread, declined a receipt and then said to Chloe, "I guess we'll talk later then."
"You got it, Evie." She gave me a little wink and then I turned and left the store.
When I got home, I took my phone out of my pocket and I already had a message from Chloe. I opened it up and then grinned when I read it.
C:/How's your bread?/
E:/Kinda whole wheaty./
C:/Lol. I guess that's good then. I'd be alarmed if it didn't./
E:/I prefer white bread but my mom always has me get wheat./
C:/Good, there's no nutritional value to white bread./
I was typing my response back when another message pinged in.
C:/Speaking of bread, have you tried that new sandwich place on Mallard Street yet? I've heard it's really good./
E:/No, I haven't. I didn't know there was one./
C:/If you aren't busy, maybe tomorrow we could go have some lunch./
I was stunned. Was she asking me out on a date or was she just inviting me out to lunch? Was there any way to ask without embarrassing myself?
E:/I do like sandwiches.../
C:/Then let's have lunch. What are you doing tomorrow at 12:30?/
E:/Nothing that I know of./
C:/Wrong. You have a lunch date with me./
Over the next week, Chloe and I went out several times. If I wasn't working, we'd watch movies at her place or go out and bum around town. It wasn't long before she asked me to be her girlfriend.
One night, about 3 weeks after we'd first met, Chloe and I were watching the end of Pretty Woman on tv, holding hands and sharing a bowl of blueberries. Her head was against my shoulder and then she looked up at me. I smiled down at her and then kissed her lips tenderly.
Chloe always hummed against my lips when we kissed, I thought it was cute and so sweet. She looked up at me after a moment and then put her hand on my side. "Can I touch you?" She asked and then put her other hand on my thigh, under my skirt.
I nodded and uncrossed my legs. "Yes, go ahead." She then moved her hand to slide back and forth up the inner side of my thigh.
"If you want me to stop, just tell me." She said and I felt her finger prodding at my panties and then she put her other hand on my shoulder and coaxed me to lie down parallel to the couch across the cushions.
Chloe flipped my skirt up and then crawled up my body to kiss me again with tenderness. Her hand slid under the elastic of my panties and her fingers stroked the little patch of hair on top of my pussy. Then she dipped a finger between my folds and found my clit and used her middle finger to rub it. The little nub grew hard like a little pebble under her touch and she smiled against my lips.
"So excitable..." She teased in a whisper against my lips and then she made her way down my body. Soon, her head was between my thighs and she bent my knees to arch over her shoulders. I felt her nose and mouth press against my panties and she inhaled deeply. "There is nothing sexier than how a woman smells when she's aroused..."
If I was being truthful, there was nothing in the world that was sexier than Chloe sniffing my panties while they were still on me. I felt the warmth of her tongue through my panties licking a wet spot. I tilted my head down to see her looking up at me with those green eyes and I could have come right there.
Chloe's hands slid up my thighs and her thumbs hooked the waistband of my panties and she pulled them down, all the way to my ankles before she settled back between my thighs. Her fingers slid between my pussy lips again and one finger darted right into my more than welcoming hole. Her mouth then latched around my clit and she sucked carefully while her finger worked on rubbing my gspot on the inside.
I let out a loud moan when I felt her tongue circling my clit. My hips so desperately wanted to roll against her touch. But then the feeling changed and her thumbs moved to spread my lips open as her tongue then wiggled it's way in to my hole and the tip of her nose rubbed into my clit. She pointed her skilled tongue and used it to fuck me and work me open. Her nose tucked the hood of my clit back so she could nuzzle the little bundle of nerves more directly.
Chloe pulled back for a split second to take a breath and then her tongue swirled around my clit once more and then licked a line all the way down to my asshole. The flat of her tongue licked at my ass for a few seconds then she made a slurping sound and pulled her tongue back into her mouth to get a good taste. She swallowed and looked back up at me, her mouth wrapping around my clit again she licked and licked until she had me almost screaming, begging her not to stop.
She could tell I was close by the way my hips started to twitch and my thighs shook without me having any control. She lapped at my clit like a kitten does to cream. I tried to speak, tried to warn her that I was about to cum but all I could do was writhe and whine as I felt my stomach muscles tighten up, then my pelvic muscles followed suit and then finally, all the muscles of my pussy contracted around her tongue. She worked me through my orgasm, a finger sliding into my swollen hold so it had something to squeeze around as I came down from my high.
I was panting still after it all settled down and Chloe was back on top of me, kissing me. Her lips tasted just like my pussy and something about that was so hot and I will never forget that feeling.
I was 19 when I met a beautiful, curvy, voluptuous, young woman. She was 23 and the epitome of a big, beautiful woman. She was petite, hardly 5'2 with a tiny waist, gorgeous wide hips and a huge rack. We actually wore the same size bra, 38DD. But the cup size looked much bigger on her because of her narrow waist. Her hair was wavy and brown, but out in the sun, it had tones of violet. But the cutest thing about her were her green eyes with flecks of gold in them.
I met her while we were both waiting in line at the checkout of a grocery store. All I needed was to pick up a loaf of bread for my mom on my way home from work. There was only one line open in the store with 3 people already waiting when I got to it. I sighed and hopped into the line. In front of me was a girl in a baggy black hoodie, holding a basket with a few things in it. She turned to look at me when I got in line, her hoodie only halfway zipped up, revealing the most gorgeous cleavage I'd ever seen in my life. I did all I could to not let my gaze wander from her magical green eyes that shifted down to see that I had but a single loaf of bread.
"Oh gosh, you only have one thing. Go ahead and get in front of me. You shouldn't have to wait just for some bread." She said and gestured for me to step in front of her.
I cocked a brow, "Are you sure? I'm really in no rush." I told her and she nodded.
"That's a cute bag, by the way." She nodded toward my purse and I looked down foolishly like I had no idea what my own purse looked like. "Prada?"
"Oh, uh, thanks." I stammered and smiled sheepishly. "And I wish, it's a Prada knock off I paid $20 for out of the back of a big white truck on the side of the street in Manhattan." I admitted. I never held back about that kind of thing, I was proud of my most-likely-a-knock-off-or-possibly-stolen purse.
She laughed and it was adorable. "Wow, right on." She shifted her weight to the other leg and moved her shopping basket to her opposite hand. "It pays to be thrifty and trusting of people selling shit out of the back of their vehicles."
Then I laughed, it did sound weird having someone putting it that way. "I don't even think it was his truck, honestly. It was like this big moving truck and when I walked by, he lifted up the back door and asked me if I wanted to buy a purse."
"Jeez, you're lucky he didn't murder you instead." She told me and then flashed a smile.
"For a purse, that was a chance I was willing to take." I said heroically.
"You are so funny." She chuckled and then put her hand out to me. "I never got your name. I'm Chloe. Chloe Sweeten."
I shook her hand, "Nice to meet you Chloe. I'm Eve, everyone calls me Evie though." Her hand was so soft and smooth.
"Well Evie, this might be forward of me but do you wanna hang out sometime?" She asked as she looked up at me.
"I'd love to," I said as I reached into my pocket and took out my phone. "Here, send yourself a friend request on my phone." I handed it to her and there was finally space enough on the conveyer belt for me to put my bread up.
She grabbed my phone and thumbed the screen to find her own profile. "There I am," she tapped the screen twice. "And there you go." She handed my phone back to me with a grin. "I'll accept when I get back outside, my phone is in my car.
"I look forward to it." I slid my phone back into my pocket and followed my bread down the belt. Then I turned to see the cashier handing the customer ahead of me their receipt. I turned back to Chloe. "Looks like I'm up."
The cashier and I went through the motions of the greeting, asking how I was doing, asking if I found what I needed, the usual stuff. I paid for my bread, declined a receipt and then said to Chloe, "I guess we'll talk later then."
"You got it, Evie." She gave me a little wink and then I turned and left the store.
When I got home, I took my phone out of my pocket and I already had a message from Chloe. I opened it up and then grinned when I read it.
C:/How's your bread?/
E:/Kinda whole wheaty./
C:/Lol. I guess that's good then. I'd be alarmed if it didn't./
E:/I prefer white bread but my mom always has me get wheat./
C:/Good, there's no nutritional value to white bread./
I was typing my response back when another message pinged in.
C:/Speaking of bread, have you tried that new sandwich place on Mallard Street yet? I've heard it's really good./
E:/No, I haven't. I didn't know there was one./
C:/If you aren't busy, maybe tomorrow we could go have some lunch./
I was stunned. Was she asking me out on a date or was she just inviting me out to lunch? Was there any way to ask without embarrassing myself?
E:/I do like sandwiches.../
C:/Then let's have lunch. What are you doing tomorrow at 12:30?/
E:/Nothing that I know of./
C:/Wrong. You have a lunch date with me./
Over the next week, Chloe and I went out several times. If I wasn't working, we'd watch movies at her place or go out and bum around town. It wasn't long before she asked me to be her girlfriend.
One night, about 3 weeks after we'd first met, Chloe and I were watching the end of Pretty Woman on tv, holding hands and sharing a bowl of blueberries. Her head was against my shoulder and then she looked up at me. I smiled down at her and then kissed her lips tenderly.
Chloe always hummed against my lips when we kissed, I thought it was cute and so sweet. She looked up at me after a moment and then put her hand on my side. "Can I touch you?" She asked and then put her other hand on my thigh, under my skirt.
I nodded and uncrossed my legs. "Yes, go ahead." She then moved her hand to slide back and forth up the inner side of my thigh.
"If you want me to stop, just tell me." She said and I felt her finger prodding at my panties and then she put her other hand on my shoulder and coaxed me to lie down parallel to the couch across the cushions.
Chloe flipped my skirt up and then crawled up my body to kiss me again with tenderness. Her hand slid under the elastic of my panties and her fingers stroked the little patch of hair on top of my pussy. Then she dipped a finger between my folds and found my clit and used her middle finger to rub it. The little nub grew hard like a little pebble under her touch and she smiled against my lips.
"So excitable..." She teased in a whisper against my lips and then she made her way down my body. Soon, her head was between my thighs and she bent my knees to arch over her shoulders. I felt her nose and mouth press against my panties and she inhaled deeply. "There is nothing sexier than how a woman smells when she's aroused..."
If I was being truthful, there was nothing in the world that was sexier than Chloe sniffing my panties while they were still on me. I felt the warmth of her tongue through my panties licking a wet spot. I tilted my head down to see her looking up at me with those green eyes and I could have come right there.
Chloe's hands slid up my thighs and her thumbs hooked the waistband of my panties and she pulled them down, all the way to my ankles before she settled back between my thighs. Her fingers slid between my pussy lips again and one finger darted right into my more than welcoming hole. Her mouth then latched around my clit and she sucked carefully while her finger worked on rubbing my gspot on the inside.
I let out a loud moan when I felt her tongue circling my clit. My hips so desperately wanted to roll against her touch. But then the feeling changed and her thumbs moved to spread my lips open as her tongue then wiggled it's way in to my hole and the tip of her nose rubbed into my clit. She pointed her skilled tongue and used it to fuck me and work me open. Her nose tucked the hood of my clit back so she could nuzzle the little bundle of nerves more directly.
Chloe pulled back for a split second to take a breath and then her tongue swirled around my clit once more and then licked a line all the way down to my asshole. The flat of her tongue licked at my ass for a few seconds then she made a slurping sound and pulled her tongue back into her mouth to get a good taste. She swallowed and looked back up at me, her mouth wrapping around my clit again she licked and licked until she had me almost screaming, begging her not to stop.
She could tell I was close by the way my hips started to twitch and my thighs shook without me having any control. She lapped at my clit like a kitten does to cream. I tried to speak, tried to warn her that I was about to cum but all I could do was writhe and whine as I felt my stomach muscles tighten up, then my pelvic muscles followed suit and then finally, all the muscles of my pussy contracted around her tongue. She worked me through my orgasm, a finger sliding into my swollen hold so it had something to squeeze around as I came down from my high.
I was panting still after it all settled down and Chloe was back on top of me, kissing me. Her lips tasted just like my pussy and something about that was so hot and I will never forget that feeling.
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