Sacha and Chloe (Lesbian, Masturbation)

Chloe closed her laptop, and started to put away her pens and notebook. “Sacha, are you ready?” she asked the woman sitting at the table across from her. Sacha was short and soft, with dark hair that curled. She was warm all the way through- someone who would love and take care of of anyone who needed it. Chloe was thoroughly smitten with her best friend.

Sacha looked up through clouded eyes, still thinking about the commission she’d been working on. She was an artist, with art as bright as she was. “Sure, Clo. Do you want to work out?” Sacha had a penchant for exercise- claimed it helped her work off nervous energy. Chloe had a penchant for watching her, and agreed without much prodding.

A walk across campus later, and the two of them were in the changing room. Chloe put down her bag at her normal locker, 17, and peeled off her burnt orange sweater. Behind her, she could hear Sacha’s bag rustling, and the sound of her blouse hitting the floor. It was all Chloe could do to keep from turning around, and she desperately wished that the universe might twist Sacha’s bra strap so that she’d ask Chloe for help fixing it. Lost in her pleasant thoughts, Chloe dressed for their workout and walked onto the gym floor.

“Stretch first?” Yes, Chloe thought. “Yes” Chloe said, in a much different tone than that of her inner voice. Sacha was small but flexible, lithe and sure of her body. Watching her stretch through yoga movements was a revelation itself.

The rest of the workout must’ve happened, but Chloe couldn’t seem to recall it when she was sitting in lecture later that afternoon. She absolutely could recall the stretching, though, which she’d been doing constantly ever since.

Chloe went through the rest of her classes as best she could, and went back to her apartment to take a shower and clear her head. Chloe’s bathroom was crowded with comforts- creams and oils, brushes and scrubs, her vibrator. She reached first for the body wash and conditioner, and then found her hand on what she really needed.

Sacha’s stretching from earlier that morning was back in Chloe’s mind- the shape of her as she moved and breathed. Chloe started with her fingers, sliding them over her nipples and down to her clit. She was warm and wet, and the feeling of her own fingers was enough to make her moan in seconds. Chloe hadn’t realized just how turned on she was, thinking of Sacha. She fumbled to turn on her vibrator, and just barely grazed over herself- sending waves of pleasure down her legs but not sending her quite over the edge just yet.

Chloe had long believed that the best part of masturbation was that you knew exactly what to do- where to touch and when to stop in offer to make your orgasm strongest. Chloe was doing that now, edging herself closer and closer to coming as she thought about Sacha. She thought about the shape of Sacha’s jaw, the freckles on her nose and the way she might taste in the space between her neck and shoulder. Chloe thought of what Sacha might sound like when she came, and as she did she felt ripples of pleasure start to build deep in her body, moving out and over and through. Chloe couldn’t stop it this time, and gave in to the most intense orgasm she’d ever had. Her thighs shook as her lips parted; someone moaned and distantly Chloe realized it had been herself. She stopped- waited a second- and touched again, her body curled by the intense wave of a second orgasm. This second orgasm felt different, stronger but shorter, and Chloe let out a small cry.

Thoroughly spent, Chloe rolled to her side, and thought about how she might tell her friend she wanted to fuck her.

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