My Teammate and I

Ok so everybody who read my last story, "Taken by My Softball Coach" parts 1 and 2, should remember I briefly mentioned about a previous sexual encounter with my teammate Chloe. I told you guys I would give the full details of that experience and I am a girl of my word, so here we go.

The day was hot, it had to be at least 95° outside. I sat on the couch, flipping through the channels on the TV. I slept a little later than usual this day since it was Saturday. I didn't have to go to Softball camp until later in the month, so I was enjoying this much needed rest time. Junior year had been really stressful. I took my SATs for the first time and was still waiting for the results for that, not to mention my birthday just passed so I'm finally 18. It also meant that my mom released all restrictions on me, citing that I'm 18 now and legally an adult, so I was responsible for my own decisions and the consequences of those decisions.

I guess I was kinda spacing out, that is until I heard my phone ring. I picked it up from the side table and saw that I had two text messages and 4 missed calls. One from my Mom, 1 from my softball teammate Chloe, and two from my boyfriend Marshall. Just as I was about to hit the call button, my phone rang again and his name popped up on the screen. It was a FaceTime call and I quickly answered.

"Hey there pretty girl", he said with the biggest grin on his face.

I loved how Marshall always saw the good in me. Even sitting her in a t-shirt, shorts, socks, and my hair up in a ponytail with no makeup on, he still thought I looked pretty.

"Hey baby what's up", I replied returning his smile with one of my own.

"Listen my parents are out of town for their anniversary and we have the house to ourselves, so Malcolm was gotta throw a small party.

He wanted to see if you wanted to come because he's inviting a few girls over and I guess he didn't want me to feel left out. You interested?"

"Yeah sure thing babe, I'm down." I said.

"Great do you want me to pick you up or are you gonna drive over here?"

"I'll drive. I just got my brakes changed and the alignment straightened. Also I was thinking of bringing a friend along. You know Chloe, the girl on the Softball team with me?"

"Yeah, yeah I know who you're talking about. Great, then I'll see you both tonight. I gotta run, I'm meeting with one of the admissions specialist from Princeton today so I gotta be on my A game to make sure I get this scholarship."

"Don't worry about it babe, you got this. You're too damn smart not to", I said with a giggle.

He laughed. "Well once I become the second African American President, I'll definitely need my First Lady by my side".

I rolled my eyes, he knows I hate politics.

"I don't know baby, you might have to do that job on your own. I'm not sophisticated enough to be a First Lady".

He laughed again, we both said our "I love you's", and then he hung up.

I hopped off the couch and headed to my bathroom to shower and put on some clothes.

After getting out of the shower, I went to my dresser to pick out something to wear. I don't usually dress up except for special occasions and this wasn't a special occasion so I picked out some underwear, a pink thong with red hearts on them, a red onesie that showed off my boobs really well and some blue jean shorts. Then I went and got some socks out, put those on and went to my closet for some shoes. Now keep in mind I love shoes, especially sneakers. I guess you could say I'm somewhat of a sneaker head because I always knew about the next new upcoming releases.

I couldn't decide between my White Air Force Ones or my "Flu Game" Jordan 12s. I mean I was wearing red so I guess it's Flu season. That might have been lame but I thought it was funny so if you didn't screw you.

After getting dressed, I sprayed some perfume on myself. Michael Kors Wonderlust. I loved the way it smelled and true to it's name, whenever I would wear it around Marshall, he turned into a lustful animal.

I got in my car and drove down to the local mall. I had plenty of clothes but I wanted something new. Mind you I don't really spend a ton of money on clothes. Shoes maybe, but not clothes. This time was different. I just recently started to get a monthly allowance as a part of my grandfather's will where he created a trust worth $500,000 that me and my cousins would get a monthly allowance of $4200 once we turned 18, with the addendum that we could choose whether or not we wanted the allowance that month, where then it would be saved for us to claim at another time.

My grandfather might have turned into an asshole later in life but he was a damn good business man.

With that said, I walked into the mall, first hitting up the food court and getting a New York sized slice of pizza and a drink, I was starving, at the same time contemplating which store I wanted to hit first.

After finishing my pizza, I headed straight for Victoria Secret to get a sexy new bra and panty set. I decided on a lace set in purple that included the bra with little frillies on it and a matching set of bikini panties with the same little frillies as the bra.

Next I stopped at Forever 21 to pick out an outfit. I picked out a white halter top and some skinny blue jeans that hugged my curves really well accentuating my ass. While in the dressing room, after putting on the jeans, I gave my ass a little wiggle. Yep these are perfect. Not too tight that I can't shake my ass, accentuates my curves and looked very sensual for being jeans.

Then I stopped at the shoe store and picked out some very sexy black heels, encrusted with rhinestones.

Finally I hit up the hair salon and the nail salon to get my fingers and toes done. I had to buy some flip flops first so my new toenail paint could dry properly.

Then I got back in my car and called Chloe on FaceTime.

Now when I told Marshall I was bringing a friend, that was technically true, but also technically a lie. Chloe and I weren't exactly besties but we also didn't totally hate each other. She was a cool person and we were very cordial with each other, but we never really hung out as friends like I do my other girlfriends. Usually for these sorts of gatherings, I would have called my best friend Kimberly, but she was out of town on vacation with her family.

I guess I spaced out again because I kept hearing my name called.

"Skylar? Skylar? SKYLAR!!!!!!!!

My mind snapped back to reality.

"Hey Chloe, sorry I don't know what came over me, it was like I was in my own little world".

Chloe rolled her eyes.

"Whatever bitch, she said with a giggle, so what's up?"

I began. "My boyfriend and his brother are having a small party at their place tonight. Their parents are out of town for their anniversary so he invited me over and I told him I was bringing a friend".

She looked at me with a raised eyebrow.

"Wait a minute, she said, are you talking about Marshall? That tall, sexy, ripped boy from Econ?"

Now it was my turn to roll my eyes. If there was one thing I didn't like about Chloe, it was how she talked about MY boyfriend.

"Yes girl", I replied, trying not to sound as annoyed as I was.

I knew Chloe could see the annoyance on my face so she laughed and tried to calm the situation.

"Chill bitch, I'm just playing. I know that your boo thang".

Her words did help diffuse what was about to turn into a really intense encounter.

"Ok, now that we both acknowledged that boyfriend is tall, ripped and sexy, do you want to come to the party or not?" I said that with a twing of annoyance in my tone.

She thought about it for a minute before finally responding.

"Yeah, fuck it, I don't have any plans to tonight".

I was actually relieved that she said yes.

"Cool so come over to my place at 7 and we'll ride over there together".

"Alright I'll see you at 7. Later bitch".

"Ok later".

I went home and just kind of bullshited around til 5. I knew my mother wouldn't be home until late, if she came home at all. She was out hanging with her friends Beth, Regina, and Constance, who is my Godmother, and who I affectionately call TiTi Connie. I figured wherever they were they were getting drunk and high and were bound to be bouncing up and down on some rando's dick by the end of the night.

Around 5:30, I hopped in the shower, got out and started getting dressed. I got the bra and panties out that I had gotten at Victoria Secret and threw them on the bed. Then got out the halter top and jeans and put them on the bed as well, took the shoes I had gotten out of their bag and placed them on the floor in front of all the clothes. When it comes to picking out outfits, I have to see the whole outfit so I can determine whether the combinations I picked out looked good together.

I liked what I saw, but decided against the bra because I wanted the halter top to give a good impression of my boobs, without anybody actually seeing them. Well except for Marshall but that'll be much much later.

I slipped on the panties, loving how good the fabric felt against my skin. I reached between my legs and rubbed my pussy through the cotton and lace material and it felt so good. I didn't want to ruin them already so I slipped them down around my ankles and went back to rubbing my pussy. I rubbed up and down my slit feeling my wetness before pushing one of my fingers inside my hot, slippery hole. I began to slowly go in and out fingering my pussy. I was starting to get really horny so I took off my panties, put my clothes to the side, and laid down on top of my bed. I licked my middle and ring finger and plunged them back into my pussy while using my other hand to play with my breasts. I fondled them, enjoying how soft they felt. Licking my finger on my other hand, I rubbed around my areola before flicking my finger over my hardened nipple.

"Fuck", I cried out as I began to twist and pull on it.

For those of you wondering, my nipples are super sensitive. I always like to play with them while I masturbated because it helped heighten my orgasms.

I lay there, my eyes closed, playing with my nipples with one hand, fingering my pussy with the other hand, and moaning really loud. I was so glad nobody was home.

I continued to assault my nipples, but had removed my fingers from inside my pussy and was now using them to rub my clit. I pressed on my little love button and rubbed it in a circle, moaning even louder as I felt myself getting ready to cum. I dipped my fingers back in my pussy and then swirled them around on my throbbing clit. My eyes shut tight, my mouth opened wide and I let out a guttural moan as my orgasm tore through me like a twister. I was breathing hard as I felt the last waves of my orgasm passing through me.

After I was sure I was back down, I dipped my fingers back into my pussy which was still pulsating, pulled them out and shoved them in my mouth. Sucking them, enjoying the taste of my pussy juice. I dipped them back in and got some more and sucked my fingers clean. After I was done, I opened my eyes and suddenly was frozen. Chloe was standing in my doorway staring at my naked body with my legs open. Her jaw was kinda dropped and she wasn't moving, neither was I for that matter.

I couldn't speak. I tried to open my mouth but nothing came out but a little squeak.

I swallowed hard and then my voice started working again.

"C-C-C-Chloe, how long have you been standing there?"

She didn't say a word. She just entered my room and stood in front of my bed. She looked down and I knew she was looking right at my pussy which was still wet after my orgasm and I swear I saw her lick her lips. I sat up and closed my legs. I was now more annoyed than shocked. How dare she just barge into my room like that.

I was getting angry now.

"CHLOE, ANSWER THE FUCKING QUESTION, I yelled out. HOW LONG HAVE YOU BEEN FUCKING STANDING THERE?"

I was pissed but it wasn't really at Chloe. I mean yeah I was annoyed that she was there, but I was more angry with myself for getting into that situation. I usually masturbate with my door closed because 9 times out of 10 my mom or my mom and her friends are home, but the one fucking day I have the house to myself my brain goes into autopilot and I'm not thinking straight.

I sat there staring at Chloe with this scowl on my face, when suddenly I saw her eyes well up with tears.

Whoa, this is new. As long as I've known Chloe, she's always been this "take no bullshit type of person".

Even though we weren't best friends, that is kind of what drew me to her. She keeps it real 110% of the time. If you're overly sensitive or don't want to get your feelings hurt, then you might want to stay away from her.

"Chloe, I began, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to snap at you like that. You just surprised me when I saw you standing there".

She wiped the tears from her eyes and smiled.

I looked at her confused, but I was relieved. I thought she was mad at me for going off on her.

"Damn bitch, you didn't have to go all She-Hulk on me. I was just coming to see if you were ready".

I laughed out. One thing Chloe was good at was making people laugh in tense situations.

I crossed my legs and looked up at her.

"Yeah, I said laughing, give me about 10 minutes and I'll be ready".

"Alright bitch I'll be downstairs. I'll give you your (she smirked) privacy".

After she was gone, I laid back on the bed for a moment.

"Sky, what were you thinking?" I asked myself.

I got up off the bed and reached down and picked my panties up off the floor. I got a baby wipe from my desk and rubbed it on my pussy, then put my panties back on. I slipped the halter top over my head and down over my breasts. I sat down on the bed to pull my jeans up my legs, and standing up snapped them into place. Then I bent down and sat on the bed so I could put my heels on, strapping them at the top.

Then I went over to my desk, picked up my favorite pair of sunglasses and put them on top of my head which I had gotten done earlier and now was nice and curly. I went over to my vanity, picked up my mascara, and looked into the mirror as I applied it. Then I got my lip gloss out of the drawer and put some on my lips. I looked at myself in my wall length mirror and I looked hot, sexy even. I walked downstairs where Chloe was on the couch in the living room pretending like she was reading one of my Mom's magazines.

"Alright I'm ready."

Chloe looked up from the magazine, her eyes widened and her jaw officially dropped.

"Ok bitch, I see somebody's trying to get laid tonight," she said with a smile and a wink.

I laughed.

"Fuck you bitch, let's go."

We got in my car and started the drive to Marshall's place.

We were silent the majority of the drive. I looked over at Chloe. She seemed to be lost in her own thoughts. I was too if I'm being honest.

"What the fuck was that? Chloe was crying one minute, and the next minute she's laughing like nothing even happened. I really am wondering how long she was standing there watching me masturbate. I swear I saw her lick her lips when she saw my pussy. She did lick her lips didn't she?"

My mind was all fuzzy, and I wasn't even concentrating on the road. Suddenly I heard a loud horn which brought me back just in time to swerve to prevent us from hitting another car. I pulled over on the side of the road to catch my breath.

"Ok Skylar you need to focus. You almost killed yourself, and Chloe."

I had tears in my eyes. I was so confused. Nothing made sense right now.

Chloe could see I was visibly shaken by the near accident that we had. She put her arm on my shoulder.

"Skylar are you alright? You seem really flustered and distracted by something."

"Uh yeah bitch. My mind is so focused on YOU watching me masturbate, and licking your lips when you saw my pussy. Not to mention I almost fucking killed us just now."

All of this I said in my head, when in reality I said,

Yeah, yeah I'm good."

Then Chloe laughed out again. There she was trying to diffuse a tense situation again.

"Well damn then girl, she said with a laugh. Don't kill us before we get to the party."

I leaned back in my seat and closed my eyes. Chloe's words were somewhat soothing in this moment and I couldn't help but smile.

Chloe playfully punched me in the shoulder and said,

"Girl are you sure you're good?"

I opened my eyes and looked at her.

"Yeah, I said, yeah I'm good. Let's go."

I put the car back into drive and pulled off on the road and from there the drive was pretty easy.

We pulled into Marshall's driveway at around 6:50.

I was always so jealous when I came to his house. I mean my house isn't bad. It's a nice 2 story home with 4 bedrooms and 4.5 bathrooms. Each bedroom has its own ensuite bathroom which is why I literally begged my mom to get that house when we were looking. I've never had my own bathroom and I was so used to sharing with my cousins when they came to visit and I was tired of it.

We got out of my car and started walking towards the front door. Again I was jealous. Their house was so freaking big. It had 7 bedrooms and 9.5 bathrooms. It was 3 stories and had its own elevator. Not to mention it was a light red almost pinkish brick house. Their mailbox was nice. It was black and had their last name on it and there were these brick columns that led to their spacious circular driveway with a 4 car garage attached on the side which is usually where Marshall, Malcolm, when he's home, and Mr. and Mrs. Cunningham parked their cars but today both Marshall and Malcolm had their cars parked in the driveway.

I looked over at the cars and my blood started to boil. A 2022 Porsche Panamera, that was Malcolm's car, and a 2021 Audi A6 Premium. That was Marshall's car. I was jealous because his car was so much better than mine, I have a 2017 Nissan Maxima, but I couldn't really be jealous because he would always drive everywhere we went and his car drove so smoothly. It was almost like you were riding on air.

Chloe looked over at Marshall and Malcolm's cars and her eyes got wide. I was a little annoyed at that because Chloe already knew what Marshall's car looked like. She'd even ridden in it a few times when we all went to the beach.

I guess Chloe could sense my annoyance because she turned and looked at me. Looked at me deep in my eyes. Then she grabbed my face, pulled me in and kissed me right smack dab on the lips.

I was shocked. Now it was my eyes that got wider. I didn't know what shocked me more. The fact that Chloe kissed me, or the fact I felt a familiar twing go straight to my pussy afterwards.

I jumped back and wiped my lips

"Oh Chloe, that's so disgusting."

Chloe just laughed and licked her lips again.

"Calm down bitch, it was just one kiss."

I was ready to sock her in the face when the front door opened and Marshall emerged with a red Solo cup in his hand.

He looked me up and down and a Cheshire cat-like smile came across his face.

I saw the smile, so I did a little twirl right there on the porch

"You like?" I said in a cute, flirty voice when deep down I knew he liked it. Hell that's the reason I bought it.

Marshall just looked at me and grinned.

"You look absolutely amazing babe," he said and then he leaned down and planted a kiss right on my lips.

I hoped he didn't taste cherries on my lips because that's what Chloe's lip gloss tasted like.

I took a step back and pulled Chloe over close to me.

"Marshall you remember Chloe right? I told you we were on the Softball team together."

Marshall looked over at Chloe and stepped a little closer. He towered over us. He was 6'2" while I was 5'2" and Chloe wasn't much taller at 5'3".

He spun me around and hugged me from the back. It startled me at first but I embraced it. Plus he smelled so good, like teakwood which I loved on him.

"Yeah, yeah I remember her, he said with a nod. What up Chloe, how you been?"

Chloe smiled and Marshall pulled her into the hug we were in. He was a hugger. He couldn't help, he was just so friendly, I didn't mind it though, because he was such a good person.

As we got closer, I smelled lilac and jasmine. I knew it instantly. It was Chloe's signature perfume. She would spray it in the locker room after games joking that it smelled like boys in there.

Marshall released us and we followed him inside to the family room where there was already a group of people sitting there. Every person here either I knew or knew of.

I knew Crystal, she was Malcolm's girlfriend and they went to our school, but they were Seniors while we were still in the 8th grade. Then they both got accepted into Morehouse and Spelman simultaneously and jetted off to Atlanta.

It just so happens that after graduating undergrad, they both decided to move back to Stockton, though they decided to go to USC and UCLA for graduate school which was a 5 hr drive from here. This was just their first year and both were back on summer break. I figured when it was time for them to go back they would more than likely get a place together.

Then there was Marshon. Marshon was Malcolm's roommate at Morehouse. They called themselves M&M because as they put it "We're just Too Sweet." When they graduated, as luck would have it, he got a job at a marketing firm in LA.

Next we have Deuce, who is Malcolm's childhood best friend. I thought Marshall and Malcolm were ripped until I saw Deuce. He had muscles in places that I didn't even have places. He was shorter than Malcolm and Marshall. He was around 5'11" but he weighed 220 lbs. While Malcolm chose to do undergrad in Atlanta, Deuce opted to stay home and play at USC. He was a good player. In fact he won the Doak Walker Award for being the best running back in the NCAA. I remember Marshall would invite me to go with him and his parents to watch Deuce play. I never really saw him outside of his uniform but I was seeing all of him today. Well not all of him but you guys get the point.

He unfortunately went undrafted but he did end up signing a contract with the Los Angeles Rams, so it was cool that he and Malcolm could still stay close.

Next we have Angel. Angel was Crystal's sister who went to Harvard, and she never shuts up about it.

"Well when I was at Harvard I did this, or when I was at Harvard I did that."

Harvard, Harvard, Harvard. That's what most of her conversations were about. Bitch got on my nerves with that, but other than that, she was a really cool person so I let all the Harvard stuff slide.

Our next contestant is Liz. She went to school with me and Marshall since we were middle school. Plus she and Marshall went to the same church.

I liked Liz. Her real name is Laparris Elizabeth Jaxson-Hayes, but we all called her Liz, because even though I like Laparris, that's 3 syllables and Liz is only 1. On top of that I didn't have to worry about Liz trying to hit on Marshall because they didn't see each other like that.

They were "brothers and sisters in Christ" so there were no romantic feelings between them. Good, because I would hate to have to beat her ass for hitting on my man.

Finally there's TJ, who is Marshall's best friend. They met in 1st grade and have been best friends ever since. TJ was in Econ with me, Marshall and Chloe, and he and I had Honors Calculus together.

When we walked into the family room, TJ looked at me and groaned.

"Skylar don't start that bullshit tonight."

"Moi, I said in feigned surprise, putting my hands on my chest as if defending myself, starting bullshit? I would never."

Chloe and Marshall started laughing because they knew what TJ was alluding to.

"I'm offended, I continued, I have no earthly idea what you mean Theodore."

Chloe and Marshall started laughing again, but more hysterically this time.

TJ rolled his eyes and let out a disgusted sigh.

"See that's that bullshit I be talking about," he said wagging his finger at me, but he couldn't help smiling.

He knew I didn't mean any harm. TJ's actual name is Theodore Matisse Armstrong Jr. i didn't even know what his name was until Marshall and I were over at TJ's house and his mother came out on the porch where we were sitting to reprimand him

"Theodore Matisse Armstrong Jr., how many times do I have to keep reminding you to take out the garbage?"

TJ groaned and cried out,

"Aww Mom, why do you always have to call me by my government name?"

His mom looked down at him half annoyed, yet half amused.

"Well that is what me and your father named you, right?"

"Yes, but still nobody calls me Theodore but you."

She playfully slapped him on the back of his head and went back in the house.

I looked at TJ, smiling real big.

"Theodore? I asked with a chuckle. Well now we all know why you only want us to call you TJ."

TJ looked up at me and scowled

"Skylar don't start, he said with a growl. This is already embarrassing enough, don't make it worse."

Marshall knew this situation was about to escalate in a direction none of us wanted it to. He stepped between me and TJ and put his hands up

"C'mon bro, he said. You know Skylar is only kidding. We don't have anything against Theodore. It's actually kind of cool. I mean you share a name with one of the three chipmunks. That's pretty cool right?"

TJ got really mad then. He stood up and balled up his fist.

"C'mon man this isn't funny."

Marshall put his hands up again.

"Hey man relax, I'm just saying, you shouldn't have anything to be ashamed me about."

He sat back down on the porch.

"Sorry guys, it's not you, I'm just so sick and tired of her calling me Theodore. She knows everyone calls me TJ."

I piped in, hoping to further defuse the situation.

"Look TJ, you know I don't mean any harm. I actually love the name Theodore. I think I might start calling you that."

TJ looked up and me and laughed.

"You would be the one to call me that other than my mother."

As I reminisced on that moment, Marshall slapped me on my ass which brought me back to reality.

We all sat down on the floor in the family room.

Malcolm handed each one of us a beer and a red Solo cup. I took a sip out of the red cup and immediately my throat started burning. I coughed and Marshall patted me on the back.

"Ugh God, I said disgusted, what the fuck is this?"

Malcolm laughed and took a huge swig of whatever was in that cup. He laughed at my absolute disgust

"Awwww cheer up future sis-in-law. It's only vodka. I take it you're not a fan."

Marshall stood up and pulled me up with him

"Chill out Malcolm, I think I have something better."

We went into the kitchen and I sat down on one of the stools overlooking the counter. Marshall pulled out another red Solo cup and then went to the refrigerator and go out a Coke. Then he went over to a cabinet and pulled out a bottle of rum. He opened the Coke and poured a generous amount in the cup. Then he opened the rum and poured a little bit of that in there too. He got a straw and mixed it all together and handed me the cup

"Here, try this. I promise it's better than vodka."

I looked into the cup with apprehension, but put it up to my lips and took a sip. I was surprised, this was actually really good. Marshall could see that I was enjoying it, so he picked up the rum bottle and poured a little more into my cup. Then we went back to the family room and rejoined the group.

Chloe, who was clearly buzzed at this point, looked at us and smirked.

"I didn't hear any noise in there. Maybe it wasn't that good."

The rest of the group broke out into laughter. Even Marshall was laughing, but I didn't see anything funny. I glared even harder at Chloe but she was so fucked up my glares were not being received.

At this point, we were all laughing and having fun. Then Malcolm reached into his jacket pocket and pull out the biggest bag of weed I've ever seen. Everybody cheered and Malcolm beamed with pride. Not only did he have a big ass bag of weed. He had papers, cigarillos, a bong, a pipe, anything you could put weed in and smoke it, Malcolm had it.

Then Malcolm suggested we all go outside, because he didn't want to get the weed smell in the house. We all understood that, and moved out onto the deck by the pool. That was one of the things I loved about coming to Marshall's house. They had a really nice pool.

Malcolm had already rolled 3 blunts and starting firing them all up. He took a huge puff off of each one and then started passing them around the group. First Crystal took a hit, then passed it to Deuce, who then passed it to Angel, who passed it to Marshall. I thought Marshall was going to pass it to somebody else, but to my shock and surprise he put it up to his lips and took a big puff. My eyes got wide and I was somewhat disappointed in him. After he took his puff, he passed it to me. I sort of just stared at it. Marshall could see my trepidation, so he wrapped his arm around me.

C'mon baby, just try it."

I took it from his hand and put it up to my lips. The smoke was overwhelming and it makes me cough. Everybody on the deck laughed but I was determined to not look like a total spazz, so I took a big puff. That was a mistake, because once the smoke got into my lungs, I started coughing and hacking. My eyes filled with tears and I felt like I was going to pass out. Marshall raised my arms above my head. I took one last big hack and then my breath started to come back. After it was fully regained, I looked up at the group. Everybody was trying really hard not to laugh at me which I appreciated.

Malcolm looked at me and smiled.

"Easy there future sis-in-law, take your time. You have to crawl before you walk."

Apparently while I was choking to death, Liz took the blunt from me, but instead of taking a hit herself, she passed it to Chloe, who gladly took a big hit and passed it back to Malcolm. Then we started the process over several times, only this time I had gotten better on how to take a hit. Time went by, and Crystal suggested we all play a game. We were all down with it so she picked Truth or Dare. We all went around the circle, giving our truths and doing our dares. They weren't too crazy. When it got to Chloe's turn again, she looked at me.

"Skylar, Truth or Dare?"

She looked kind of smug when she said that. I was not about to let her show me up in front of everybody so I looked back at her defiantly.

"Dare," I said with a little sass.

Chloe started to giggle and she put her index finger on her chin, feigning like she was really thinking of a dare.

Finally she perked up and looked dead in my eyes, like she did before we walked in the house.

"Skylar, I dare you to flash the group."

Marshall put his head down, but Malcolm, Marshon and Deuce started laughing out loud. Angel and Crystal looked disgusted that Chloe would even ask me that, and Liz just put her face in her hands.

I looked at Marshall, and my face turned bright red. He lifted his head up and looked me in the eyes.

"Marshall, I don't have to do this dare if you don't want me to."

Chloe snapped back.

"Uh yes bitch, you actually have to do it."

I glared at Chloe again, this time I was really mad. She was looking at me, mocking me with her eyes. I could tell what she was thinking. She was over there calling me a coward and wimp in her mind. I looked at Marshall again and he looked at me, then looked at Chloe, and mentally he got what was going on.

He perked up, turned me to him, and planted another kiss on my lips.

"Do it babe, he said glaring at Chloe, don't let her punk you."

I knew that had to be the alcohol and weed talking.

Malcolm, Marshon and Deuce were laughing their asses off. They thought this was really funny.

"Fine, I said, I'll do it."

Putting my beer bottle down, I grabbed at the bottom of my top and started to raise it up. As it got higher and higher, Angel and Crystal's eyes got wide and Liz looked up to see if I was really going to do it. I lifted my shirt up and over my breasts, exposing myself to the group. As I looked at everyone looking at me, I tried to assess their reactions. I knew automatically how Deuce and Marshon would feel, but I didn't know about Malcolm. I mean his girlfriend was here, and I was his brother's girlfriend. I looked over at Crystal and Angel, and their reactions were different. Crystal was dismissive of it, but Angel looked at them, almost like she was jealous. I mean my boobs were bigger than hers and maybe she hated that. Liz's reaction surprised me the most. At first when Chloe posed the dare, she put her face in her hands, almost embarrassed, but now she was staring at my breasts like she was impressed with what she saw.

Marshall leaned down and took one of my nipples in his mouth and gave it a little suck. I bit my bottom lip, trying to stifle a moan that I was sure was coming. I pushed his head off and he looked up at me smiling

I laughed and playfully slapped him on the arm.

"Will you chill out you horny little devil?"

He just looked up at me and then sat back up straight. I looked into my eyes and I knew what he was thinking. He was about ready to devour me right then and there in front of everybody.

Chloe laughed out, which brought both of us back to reality.

"Ewww, she said, putting her nose up. At least get a room."

We all laughed out and Malcolm suggested we change the game before somebody got in trouble.

We all agreed and Liz suggested we play "Never Have I Ever",

The other adults groaned out.

"That's a high school game", he said.

I laughed and grabbed Marshall's arm and put my head on his shoulder.

"You do realize that you're here with a group of high schoolers smart ass."

Malcolm rolled his eyes but agreed. Everybody else agreed too.

We all went around the circle giving out "Never Have I Evers." The only rule was if you haven't done what was said, you have to take a drink of beer, or whatever you were drinking.

When it got to Chloe she prepared herself to give her "Never Have I Ever."

She looked around at me, Crystal, Angel and Liz. The she smiled and proudly proclaimed,

"Never Have I Ever, she paused for emphasis, kissed another girl."

Crystal, Angel, Liz, and I all groaned. What a bullshit of an answer. She knows good and damn well that none of us have kissed a girl before. Well I didn't know about Angel and Crystal, but I know I sure hadn't. I took a swig of my beer. Crystal, Angel, and Liz followed suit.

After we ended that game, we all got quiet. Malcolm had his eyes closed, but was still taking hits off of a new blunt he rolled and talking with Marshon and Deuce about Deuce's contract with the Rams, Angel and Crystal were talking, Liz was on her phone, and Marshall looked like he was asleep.

I stood up to go to the bathroom, citing nobody would even notice I'm gone. I walked into the house and made my way to the downstairs half bathroom.

I did my business and looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were bloodshot red, my head was spinning and hurting, and to top it off, the halter top that I raised to show off my boobs during Truth or Dare didn't look like it was pulled all the way down and my underboob was poking out of the sides.

I adjusted it, making sure my boobs were comfortably hidden and looked back in the mirror. Suddenly I heard the door open and the light switch flip off. I panicked, somebody was in here with me. Was it Marshon? Was it Deuce? Was it Malcolm? I really freaked at that thought.

I took a deep breath and balled up my fist. There was no way I was gonna let one of those douche bags think they were gonna get to me so easily. I was about to turn around to confront the other person in here with me, when I felt two arms grab me around the waist and I got a hint of an all too familiar lilac and jasmine perfume. I relaxed and rolled my eyes. It was just Chloe. Now I was more annoyed that panicky. I whipped around to where she and I were looking dead at each other, close enough I could feel her breath on my face. It smelled of weed and alcohol but she didn't smell like weed smoke. She still smelled sweet and I had to admit, being this close to her, the scent was almost, intoxicating.

I pushed her back, a little harder than I intended to. Luckily she fell up against the wall on the other side.

"Chloe, what the entire fuck, I said to her annoyed. You scared the shit out of me. I thought you were a guy trying to rape me."

She moved closer to me and even in the dark, I could see the grin on her face. She grabbed my shoulders and pushed me back against the sink. I was startled. What the fuck was she doing? She backed up a little bit and I could see her head move down like she was looking down at something.

She looked back up to me, moved closer, and put her hand on my left breast. I gasped in shock and quickly swatted her hand away

"Chloe really, I said stunned. What the fuck are you doing?.

She moved even closer to me where we were practically in each other's skin. She looked down at my boobs again and then looked back in my eyes.

She grinned and moved up to my ear.

"You know your tits looked really good when you showed them earlier," she said and grabbed my left breast again.

I was really uncomfortable, so I pushed her back a little.

"Thank you, but why are you feeling me up?" I asked.

"Because, she replied, you're so fucking sexy".

My eyes got really wide, what was going on right now?

She grabbed my other breast, and now she was holding both of them in her hands. In the midst of her grabbing my breasts, her fingers brushed gently over my nipples and I shuddered. She started gently squeezing my breasts through my top and I was shocked. Shocked she was squeezing my breasts, and at the same time, shocked that I was enjoying it. She grabbed at the bottom of my top and I could feel it starting to be raised up. She stopped and rubbed my stomach. It tickled but I tried not to laugh. She grabbed my top again and starting once again pulling it up until she was able to pull it over breasts and they popped right out into view.

I was breathing hard. Chloe pulled my top over my breasts and went right back to squeezing them. She took my nipples between her fingers and gave them a little pull. I moaned, she was doing the exact thing that turns me on the most. I could feel my pussy getting wet. Fuck she was playing with my nipples just the way I liked. She kissed me again, and this time I was more accepting of the kiss, I actually enjoyed it. Her lips were soft and her tongue was probing my mouth. I opened my mouth to receive it and our tongues played around in my mouth

What was happening right now? I'm not gay. I'm not even bisexual, so why was this feeling so good? Chloe's lips left mine and started kissing down my face, kissing on my neck which made me moan again. That was my hot spot. Her kissing my neck and playing with my nipples had my pussy soaking wet. Chloe kissed down my neck to my chest. She kissed my breasts, licking around my areola, and eventually took one my nipples into her mouth and started to suck on it. I had to place my hand over my mouth to keep from being heard. I moaned out again, louder this time. Chloe was sucking on one nipple while pulling and twisting on the other. My breathing was getting staggered so I closed my eyes and let the pleasure overtake me.

Chloe took the other nipple in her mouth and gave it a gentle bite. Oh my God, that felt so good. Marshall would suck on my nipples but he never bit them. My mind was starting to get fuzzy, the alcohol and weed didn't help. Chloe lips left my nipples and her hands started traveling down towards the button of my jeans. Before I could even try to protest, Chloe unsnapped my jeans and put one of her hands in over my panty clad pussy. She started rubbing my pussy through my panties which were already soaking wet. She moved my panties to the side and ran her fingers up and down my pussy lips before sticking a finger inside me. To keep me from moaning out loud, she kissed me again. Passionately, sensually and it felt amazing.

By now my brain is still fuzzy, but we kept on making out and she kept on fingering me.

"What am I doing right? Chloe is fingering my pussy. Oh fuck, that feels so good."

She stuck another finger in my pussy and started to speed up her fingering.

"How is she so good at this? Is she bi? Is she gay? I mean I've seen her with guys before but that was over a year ago since the last one."

As far as I knew she wasn't dating anybody currently.

Chloe's fingering of my pussy started to speed up and I felt myself getting ready to cum. She unbuttoned her own jeans and grabbed my hand and shoved it in. I made my way down until I was touching her pussy through her panties.

"Fuck, she's so wet," I said to myself.

Chloe was just about to bring me over the edge when I grabbed her hand stopping her from fingering me.

She looked at me with a confused look on her face.

"What's the matter? You were about to cum. I could feel your pussy pulsating."

I pulled my hand out of her jeans and pulled hers out of mine. I pulled my shirt back down.

"I know, and as strange as it sounds, I still want you to make me cum, but I know somewhere we could go where we can be more comfortable."

I grabbed her and and led her down the hall from the bathroom into an empty bedroom. This was the Cunningham's guest room for when their family would visit. I closed the door behind us and locked it just to be sure. I pushed Chloe on the bed and began to undress.

I lifted my top over my head and tossed it on the floor. I reached down and unfastened my heels and kicked them off. Finally I undid my jeans and pushed them down my legs and eventually kicked them off. Now I was standing in front of Chloe in nothing but my underwear. Chloe's eyes got big, but she proceeded to take her own clothes off. She pulled her blouse over her head, reached down and unfastened her own heels and kicked them off, lastly standing up and wiggling out of her jeans and threw them in the pile with the rest of our clothes. She sat back down and through the moonlight shining in the room, I could clearly see her panties. Baby blue bikinis with a noticeable wet spot in the crotch area. I got on the bed and we moved up to the headboard and laid on the pillows. I looked into her eyes and she in mine. Then I leaned forward and kissed her on the lips.

Ok now I'm the crazy one. I'm literally laying in bed with my teammate, and we're both naked except for our panties. We continued to kiss, our tongues dancing in each other's mouths. Chloe reached down between my legs and started running my pussy through my panties again. I moaned in her mouth pulling her tongue in my mouth and sucking on it. I reached my hand down and started rubbing her pussy through her panties too. She removed her hand from between my legs and started kissing down my chest. She took one nipple in her mouth and began to suck on it. Then she took the other nipple and did the same. I started moaning again, but Chloe wasn't done. She kissed down my stomach and moved down between my legs. I spread them and allowed her between them.

She leaned forward between my knees and I swore she sniffed my pussy through my panties. She licked up my pussy and back down again. She moved my panties to the side and finally licked my pussy. The first time her tongue connected with my pussy, it sent shivers down my spine. She continued to lick up and down my slit, dipping her tongue inside my hole. She pulled my lips apart and spread my pussy. She then dipped her tongue back inside me and started licking around the inside. Holy shit this girl was good with her mouth.

As she continued to work her tongue inside my pussy, I grabbed her hair and pushed her deeper.

"Oh fuck Chloe, that's so good. Keep tongue fucking my pussy."

She obliged and licked inside my hole one more time before licking back up and flicking her tongue over my clit. I once again placed my hand over my mouth because she was going to make me scream. I moaned in ecstasy, my hand still over my mouth. Her tongue felt so good on my clit it was driving me wild. She took my clit in her mouth and began to suck on it.

"Shit Chloe, I moaned, you're gonna make me cum."

She was indeed about to make me cum. I felt it welling up inside me. She continued to suck on my clit and stuck two fingers in my pussy and started pumping in and out. That sent me over the edge.

I grabbed one of the pillows and put it over my head and screamed out as my orgasm came. I started shaking and I had to move the pillow because I couldn't breathe. As I came down from my orgasm, Chloe began kissing my pussy. When I finally came down, I pulled her up and gave her the wettest, most sensual kiss I could.

"Chloe, that was fucking amazing. I never knew you were that good with your tongue.",

She just smiled up at me. Then it was my turn to return the favor. I flipped her over kissing down her chest. Kissing her breasts, sucking on them, sucking on her nipples. She moaned and grabbed my head. I continued kissing down her stomach and in between her legs. I grabbed her panties and yanked them up her legs and off and went back between her legs. She had a really pretty pussy. Her lips were wet, her clit was engorged and sticking out of the hood and she had the cutest landing strip of hair above. I got low enough and traced a trail from the bottom of her pussy to the top. She moaned out loud and grabbed my head again.

"Oh fuck Skylar. I've always dreamed of you eating my pussy and now you are and it feels so good."

I continued to lick her pussy but my mind was racing.

"She really imagined me eating her out? How long has she felt this way? Was she really gay or bi?"

I continued to lick her pussy, moving up to her clit, flicking my tongue over it, taking it in my mouth and began sucking on it. Chloe's body nearly jumped in the air. She let my hair go and grabbed onto the sheets, holding on for dear life. As I continued sucking her clit, I took my own fingers and dipped them inside her. Fuck she really was wet, like wet wet.

She was bucking her hips frantically. I tried to keep my mouth on her clit, but ended up speeding up my fingering of her pussy.

"Oh fuck Skylar keep doing that. I'm about to fucking cum in your mouth."

I continued my assault on her hole sucking harder on her clit. Chloe shut her eyes, grabbed the pillow I used to stifle my screams, and finally her explosion happened. I lapped at her pussy, drinking up as much of her juice as I could get. She tasted it so good and I didn't want to stop.

After Chloe came down from her orgasm, I moved up next to her and grabbed her breasts and gave them a gentle squeeze.

She looked at me and smiled.

"Fuck Skylar, that was the most powerful orgasm I've ever had."

I nuzzled my face in her hair. She still smelled good, even after all the booze, weed, and now sex.

Chloe sat up and grabbed me towards her.

"Come here, I have something else I want us to do."

I got up and Chloe positioned me between her legs, sitting against the headboard. Chloe grabbed my breasts and started to squeeze them, pulling on my nipples. I moaned and Chloe stuck her fingers in my mouth. I sucked on them, then she put them in her mouth and sucked on them. Wow that was kind of hot.

She reached between my legs and began to rub my clit. I turned my head towards her and she kissed me. We seemed to be exchanging these wet, sensual kisses. She continued to rub my clit before moving down and sticking her fingers inside me. I moaned in her mouth as she fingered me faster. She pulled her fingers out, rubbed them on my clit and put them back in. I was hyperventilating. Her fingers felt so good inside me. With one hand fingering my pussy, she used her other hand to again play with my nipples. I was moaning so loud in her mouth. We broke the kiss. My mouth was open but no words were coming out. As Chloe kept fingering my pussy, I knew I was on the verge. Her assault on my pussy never let up and I finally was able to speak but it came out in a breathless whisper.

"Chloe, you're about to make me cum again."

As she was fingering my pussy I felt my lower back getting wet. She was grinding her pussy on my lower back, making sure her clit always made contact. Her breathing got heavy and before we knew it we were cumming at the same time.

We both leaned back with me in her arms. I turned to the side and we were cuddled together. We started making out again, not as passionately this time. We were just planting kissing on each other's lips. We looked into each other's eyes for like the millionth time that night.

"Chloe, I said, what are we going to do now? You know the others on the team can't find out we hooked up."

She laughed and placed her head on my shoulder.

"I know nobody can find out, she replied, and nobody ever will."

She kissed me again and we fell asleep in each other's arms.

I was awakened by the sunlight coming through the window. I opened my eyes and looked around. Chloe was sound asleep, still in my arms. I looked down at her and she looked so cute sleeping. I got up, dislodging her arms from mine. I stood up and stretched. Reaching down I picked up my panties which were still soaked through. I put them back down on the floor and grabbed my jeans and put them on. I grabbed my halter top and put it on. I guess the rustling of clothes and the motion of the bed was enough to wake Chloe up. She sat up, watching me get dressed and came up behind me and put her arms around me.

She leaned in close and whispered in my ear

"You just gonna hit and leave like that? You're not even gonna take me to breakfast?"

I pulled her around and she sat next to me. I kissed her lips and laughed.

"I mean we can go to breakfast. I'm not the type to hit and run by the way."

Chloe stood up and started to get dressed. After we were both fully dressed, we picked our panties up off the floor and put them in our pockets, unlocked the door and walked out into the family room where everybody else were basically sprawled out all over the place. Marshall came downstairs fully dressed and seemed surprised to see us together.

He came up to me and kissed me. Awwww shit, I hope my lips don't still taste like Chloe's pussy. I guess Marshall didn't notice because we went in the kitchen and sat at the bar.

Chloe stepped between us and twirled.

"Ok so I'm starving, Marshall, Skylar, where are we going to eat?"

Marshall and I looked at each other and I laughed out.

"I mean I guess we can go to IHOP. I do love their pancakes."

We all left the house and got into Marshall's car. We pulled up in the parking lot at IHOP and Marshall walked around and opened my door. I smiled and got out but Chloe sat back with her arms folded.

"Hey what about me? Some gentleman you are."

She rolled her eyes and Marshall and I laughed. He went to the back of the car and opened the backseat passenger door.

"There you are madam," he said in a fake English accent bowing to her

Chloe got out of the car and playfully punched Marshall's arm.

"Why thank you sir, she replied with the same fake English accent. That's more like it."

We walked into the restaurant and were seated immediately. As we looked over the menu, I felt a foot on my leg. I looked under the table and Chloe had taken one of her shoes off and had it on my leg.

I shook my head, reached down and took off one of my heels and put my foot on her foot. We started giggling as we played footsies under the table. Marshall put down his menu and looked at us quizzingly.

"What do you two have going on? Ever since we all got back together you can't seem to stop looking at each other giggling."

Chloe stuck her lip out in a pout.

What's the matter Marshall? Afraid your girlfriend might fancy me?"

We looked at each other again and laughed.

"Yeah baby, I chimed in, we're just you know being girls. We have our own unspoken friendship language."

Chloe got up and excused herself to the bathroom, Marshall shook his head and went back to reading his menu, and I reached down and put my shoe back on.

As I sat there looking at the menu, my phone beeped. I picked it up and saw I had a text message from Chloe. Not just a text message, but a picture. I moved my phone away from Marshall's eye sight and opened the message. Chloe had sent me a picture of her sitting on the toilet with her legs open, camera pointed at her pussy which she had spread open. There was a message above the picture that read

"You wanna run it back?"

I didn't answer at first but when Chloe got back to the table, she looked at me and I just nodded.

We might have to run this back.