Playing in the pool

Chapter 10

Chlo-Bearxx: Hey Becs, can you come over? I'm bored and was looking for something fun to do ;)

Beca groans as she reads the text from her girlfriend, thorough disappointed. Not with Chloe, but with her recent grounding due to her failing a test.

Little Badass: Sorry babe but I got grounded for failing that anatomy test. Dad won't let me leave the house unless it's for school.

Chlo-Bearxx: Damn that sucks. Hm... maybe we could improvise?

Little Badass: What'd you have in mind?

The response isn't immediate, which confuses Beca because Chloe always responds lightning fast to Beca's messages, even before they started dating. When Beca hears the chime of her phone, she fumbles to unlock it.

Chlo-Bearxx: Well, we have two perfectly transparent windows that just happen to be right across from each other, and two working cell phones. Wanna see what we can figure out? ;)

Beca feels blood rush to her groin at the implied proposal. Though they had that little stint in the bathroom at school, they'd never masterbated to each other while the other watched. Beca's train of thought is broken when she hears titanium playing, automatically knowing it's Chloe. Swiping accept, she puts the phone up to her ear.

"So, what do you say, Becs? Wanna give it a go?" Comes Chloe's husky voice.

Beca groans and nods, before remembering Chloe can't see her. "Yeah, just tell me what to do."

"Get up and lock your door." Chloe says in a demanding tone. Feeling more aroused by Chloe's demanding nature, Beca stands and walks to the door. Locking the lock she makes her way back to her desk.

"Okay now what?" Beca asks.

"Now, get something to sit or lay on and put it in front of the window and open your curtain." Chloe says, and Beca hears some tussling on the other end.

Grabbing her desk chair, Beca moves it in front of the window before opening the blinds. The sight she's met with makes the strain in her pants unbearable. There's Chloe, sitting on her bed, completely naked with her hand playing with her- Beca assumes- wet heat and her legs spread so Beca has the perfect view.

"Shit, Chlo, you're going to be the death of me." Beca groans.

"Well, I hope it'd be a pleasant death. Now, sit back and enjoy the show." And Beca can actually hear the wink that she knows the older girl sent her way. Not taking her eyes off her girlfriend, Beca sits and watches as Chloe sets her phone on the nightstand and scoots to the head of her bed- Beca's really glad that she moved her bed in front of the window after they started dating- and spreads her legs as far as she can.

Beca's reminded of the strain in her pants as she watches Chloe move her hand to her breast and squeeze, as well as hear her moan through the phone. Placing the phone between her shoulder and her ear, Beca undoes her pant, pulling them and her boxers down enough to free her throbbing cock. Grabbing the phone with her right hand, Beca lightly grips her cock with her left. Starting a slow stroke, she watches, and listens, as Chloe moves her hand down her body, inching closer and closer to her core.

When Chloe's hand finally reaches her clit, Beca hears a long, drawn out moan. Putting the tiniest bit more pressure, Beca strokes her cock in time with Chloe's moans. Beca watches Chloe's eyes slip closed as she moves her hand lower until she reaches her entrance. When Chloe pushes two fingers into her core, Beca tightens her grip on her member, stroking to the pace of Chloe's fingers.

Beca's so lost in watching her girlfriend pleasure herself, that she doesn't hear the nock on the door. She comes crashing back down when she hears her father's voice from the other side of the door.

"Beca?" He asks.

Beca hits the mute button on her phone. Clearing her throat, she answers. "Yeah, dad?"

"Hey, I got called in for a conference at the school. I won't be back until around ten, so I left some money in the kitchen for take out or groceries." He says, looking at his watch to see how much time he had to get there.

"Okay, love you. See you tonight." Beca replies, wishing he would leave so she could continue.

"Alright, see you later kiddo. Love you." And with the, Beca hears him retreating down the stairs. Going back to her previous motions, Beca suddenly gets an idea. Smirking devilishly, Beca checks to make sure Chloe's eyes are still closed before grabbing a condom and putting it on. Standing up, Beca redoes her pants before making her way out of her room.

Going downstairs, she heads out the door and over to Chloe's house. Thankful that the door was unlocked, Beca silently made her way up to Chloe's room, stripping of her flannel, tank top, and bra on the way. Walking into Chloe's s room- seriously what is with this woman and leaving doors unlocked?- she quietly removes her jeans and boxers. Making her way to the bed, Beca removes Chloe's hand from the space between her legs, instead positioning herself there. Attaching her lips to Chloe's, Beca guides her cock into Chloe's glistening core. Chloe moans, trying to spread her legs further apart.

Wrapping her arms around Chloe's legs behind her knees, Beca pulls her cock out to the tip before roughly slamming back in. Chloe throws her head back as she releases a gutteral moan. Beca repeats her actions, going faster and harder each time.

"Fuck, Beca, harder. God, fuck me harder please." Beca smirks at Chloe's desperate voice, adding even more force behind each thrust. Chloe's moans are long, high pitched noises that Beca's never heard come from the girl.

Pulling out, Beca earns a whine from Chloe. "Hey, no complaining. You're going to do what I want you to do. Now turn on your side." Beca says in a demanding tone. Chloe quickly obliges, turning on her side and looking questioningly at Beca.

Beca smirks before lifting Chloe's leg and putting it over her shoulder. Lining herself up, Beca roughly re-enters Chloe, continuing her earlier pace.

The new position does wonders, getting new angles to thrust at, earning noises from Chloe that Beca's never heard. Soon enough, Chloe sees stars behind her eyes as her vision goes black, and she's hit with the hardest orgasm she's ever had. Beca continues thrusting, quickly building Chloe back up.

"Shit, Becs, I cant- ah- i-i can't. It's too mu-" Chloe's cut of by her second orgasm, releasing a piercing cry as she's sent over, Beca following close behind. Beca helps her ride it out before pulling out. Removing her condom, Beca throws it in the trashcan next to the bed.

Noticing the sound of Chloe whimpering, Beca turns to her worriedly. "Shit, baby did I hurt you?" Beca asks, slightly panicked.

"No, no, that was the best orgasm, or rather orgasms, that I've ever had. It's just, shit, I'm really sore." Chloe says with a breathles chuckle and a sleepy smile on her face.

"I'm sorry, babe." Beca says with a sad expression.

"Hey, it's fine. They say the best sex always leaves you sore, so it's nothing to worry about. That was definitely top ten in the best sex category." Chloe replies, yawning at the end.

"Top ten? I don't even get number one? Who the hell is number one? Wait, who the hell is in the top ten?" Beca asks, slightly jealous that someone pleasured her girlfriend better than her.

"Becs, calm down. You and Tom are the only two people I've slept with and he has a baby penis remember? You fill every spot in the top ten. Now shut up and cuddle with me. I'm tired." Chloe says, reaching out to Beca like an impatient child.

Beca smiles before wrapping her arms around the redhead and pulling the blanket over them. "Love you, Chlo." Beca mumbles into the back of her neck, already feeling drowsiness beginning to take her.

Chloe smiles. "Love you too, Becs." And they both drift off to sleep.