Once upon a time, Clara and Phoebe were both naked, on my bed, and sucking my cock. How on earth did this happen? Let’s back up a bit.
If you’ve been following along with these stories, you’ll know everyone. Phoebe was the Girl Who Almost Got Away (until she very much didn’t). Then there was Clara, another friend who jumped on the opportunity to fuck me as often as she could. (I have links to the previous stories at the bottom of this post)
I was regularly hooking up with both of them. It was funny to compare their booty-call styles: Phoebe was very coy and would make up excuses for me to come over. Clara was the opposite: she’d text me and demand my dick at a moment’s notice. I didn’t keep it a secret from either of them, but it was definitely a don’t ask, don’t tell sort of situation.
*Or at least, so I thought.*
In retrospect I should have known better. Clara only started hooking up with me because Phoebe had told her about my dick. I should have assumed that they’d have gushed to each other, swapping stories and the like about me.