Back The Mansion
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
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  25. 20
  26. 21
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  29. 24
  30. 25
  31. 26
  32. 27
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  34. PART THREE
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  36. BONUS SHORT STORIES!
  37. Introduction
  38. ADVANCE COPY
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  42. 4
  43. 5
  44. DRENCHED
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  47. 3
  48. 4
  49. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  50. ALSO BY CHLOE SLATE
  51. GET A FREE STORY FROM CHLOE SLATE!

"Yes…ma'am…" I said, looking up and smiling. I reached down and pulled at the top of my dress, shrugging it off of my shoulders and pulling it down my torso, feeling the fabric slip over my skin. My tits bounced as they were freed from the dress, no bra to hold them back. Suddenly, I was on a $10,000 couch in just a thong sucking the tits of a woman I met an hour ago. Life could get more strange, but not by much.

Emma leaned forward and began to suck at my neck, my eyes fluttering at the feeling of her soft mouth and teeth. "Ohh…oh…yes…"

I moved my hand down Emma's body, finding the front of her jeans. I flicked the button to the side, opening the fly, then pulled the zipper. She wasn't wearing panties underneath the jeans, so my hand immediately slid into a tangle of pubic hair as I reached down the front.

Emma pulled her lips back, a bit of drool trailing from her lips to my neck, then pulled the straps of the bra down, revealing her boobs. "Here, let's…let's take all of it off. We're going to fuck, we might as well get naked." Emma rolled over and stood up, pulling her jeans the rest of the way down.

I leaned back on the couch and pulled my thong off, tossing it who knows where, and watched as Emma took her bra off. Her tits were so fucking pretty, the nipples puffy and swollen with excitement, the areolas large. She was heavily freckled, and I adored the texture and variance it gave to her skin.

She sat back down, and I instantly was all over her body, running my hands through her curls and kissing her belly and hips, and then I made a move to start eating her out, but she pushed me back gently.

"Nope…you're the guest, and you already ate Wendy out. It's your turn, Vi." Emma said, holding my shoulders.

"Oh…but…but…" I stammered, the sight of Emma's body, especially her wetness glistening at the lips of her pussy, was more than I could resist. "Ok, fine…"

"You will have so, so many opportunities to eat me out, don't worry."

Emma laid me down on the couch, my head resting on the overstuffed armrest. As she kissed down my body, I saw Yara and Wendy enter the room, both naked, with Yara sporting a harness with a distressingly large dildo jutting out.

"Ohh…look at you two," Wendy said, gleaming. She walked next to us and grabbed at Emma's ass. Even though I couldn't see it, I could tell Wendy fingered Emma just slightly, as the sharp moan from Emma sounded like a symphony. "Getting to work on the new girl already, aren't you, Emma?"