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Back The Mansion Save as PDF
Chapters (51)
  1. WANT MORE FROM CHLOE?
  2. CONTENT WARNING
  3. CHLOE’S MANSION PLAYLIST
  4. PART ONE
  5. 1
  6. 2
  7. 3
  8. 4
  9. 5
  10. 6
  11. 7
  12. 8
  13. 9
  14. 10
  15. 11
  16. 12
  17. 13
  18. 14
  19. 15
  20. 16
  21. PART TWO
  22. 17
  23. 18
  24. 19
  25. 20
  26. 21
  27. 22
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  29. 24
  30. 25
  31. 26
  32. 27
  33. 28
  34. PART THREE
  35. 29
  36. BONUS SHORT STORIES!
  37. Introduction
  38. ADVANCE COPY
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  42. 4
  43. 5
  44. DRENCHED
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  48. 4
  49. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  50. ALSO BY CHLOE SLATE
  51. GET A FREE STORY FROM CHLOE SLATE!

"Alright, alright…up from the bed you two." Brenda threw plush t-shirts and lounge pants over to us. "I know if the two of you are on the bed naked for more than five seconds I won't be able to pry you apart." Brenda laughed. She put on her own pants and shirt, and I reluctantly rolled over to do the same.

"Brenda…I need to ask something."

Brenda nodded, waiting for what I wanted.

"Did…you get off when she ate my tight little pussy, babe?"

Brenda shook her head, "No…I was like ten seconds away from it…"

"You were ten seconds away from what?"

Brenda grinned, "From making myself come just from the sight of you. I probably would have overstimulated myself like Vi did if she didn't come to the rescue and eat me out."

"Aww…am I your superhero, Brenda?" Vi said playfully.

"You're going to be the death of me, Vi. But it will be a glorious death."

PART THREE

Epilogue - Vi

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I sat on the couch in Brenda and Wendy’s opulent living room, my body aching and my appetites completely sated…for the most part.

“So, what did you think?” Wendy said, sitting on the loveseat across from me. She was wearing a cropped black t-shirt and leggings, her hair up in a messy bun. I thought to myself that I’d almost definitely seen Wendy naked more than I’d seen her in clothes this weekend, and so seeing her in something so everyday and casual somehow felt more sexy than wearing nothing at all.

“Wendy, I’m going to tell you this, and you’re probably not going to believe me, but this weekend changed my entire world. I didn’t know sex could be this fun, this carefree, this…hot.” I said, laughing at myself.

Wendy smiled at me and narrowed her eyes, “I can believe you, because before all this, before I met Brenda…I was the most stressed-out, lovelorn loser in the world. I’d never had someone give me an orgasm besides myself before Brenda invited me to this little club.”

I leaned over onto the arm of the couch, engrossed in this lore from Wendy. The backs of my thighs were sore and raw, and I felt a spark remembering all the deliciously dirty things she and her wife had done to me mere hours ago.

“Wait…Brenda invited you to a group sex party as a first date?”