This a Don't Trust the Bitch in Apartment 23 story.
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Don't Trust the Bitch in Apartment 23. That's what June was told the day she met Chloe and moved into apartment 23. True, the first person who told her that was a little crazy, not Chloe crazy, but still a little quirky, but several other people told her that and continued to do so, although she ignored them. Sure Chloe was a little crazy, or okay maybe a lot crazy, but she had a charm which was hard to describe. June wouldn't trade Chloe for anything, especially not now.
It was kind of funny, she was never told don't date the bitch in apartment 23. Maybe other people thought that went without saying. Of course if they had told her she would have ignored them, because dating Chloe was great. Or at least, it was going to be. Technically they hadn't actually gone on a proper date yet. Hell, the first week they were together Chloe didn't let her leave the apartment, and she was only able to return to work this week by doing unspeakable sexual things. That was also how she got Chloe to have her proper date with and not just ordering take-out and spending almost all night having sex.
"Hurry up June." Chloe called from the hall, "The sooner we leave the sooner we can get back and I can fuck your corn-fed ass with my strap-on!"
June blushed, checked herself once more in the mirror and then walked out and nearly bumped into her roommate who had a wicked grin on her face, "Now Chloe, don't give me that look. I know that look, and we don't have time."
"Ah, come on June..." Chloe purred, advancing on her pray.
"We're going to be late for our reservation." June warned.
"Just a quick finger bang." Chloe pushed.
June sighed, and did the only thing she could do in this kind of situation, "Chloe, I love you."
"Urgh, lady boner killer!" Chloe huffed, crossing her arms and standing aside to allow June to head for the door.
"Stop pouting, I told you, we can have sex again when we get back." June said, turning back when she reached the door to see a little smirk on Chloe's face. She thought nothing of it, but she should have known that was a mistake.
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"Chloe! You shouldn't have!" June exclaimed, resisting the urge to hug her girlfriend.
Chloe shrugged and mumbled something about James, Luther and how it was nothing but June was too busy keeping in her excitement in. She had always dreamt of riding a limousine, and while she had achieved those dreams shortly after moving to New York that first-time had been ruined by Chloe vomiting directly into her bag, and she didn't even think about the other times. More vomiting or something worse wasn't entirely out of the question when Chloe was involved, but June was fairly confident the worst thing she would have to worry about was Chloe trying to finger her before they reach the restaurant.
She was right, the second they were inside the limousine Chloe jumped her an almost literally shoved her tongue down her throat. A few minutes of frantic kissing later one of Chloe's grabby hands moved from June's tits to down between her legs, at first just rubbing her through her dress before sliding her naughty hand up her thighs. It felt really good, and June was briefly tempted to just let Chloe have her way with her, but ultimately she decided she had to put a stop to this. After all, she was always going to be the sensible one in this relationship, and it was about time she did her job.
"Chloe, we're going to be there soon!" June whined when she broke the kiss.
"Not that soon." Chloe growled in her ear, "Sweetie, this is New York. Besides, you're underestimating how quickly I can make you cum."
With that Chloe pressed her lips to June's neck, kissing all over the tender area that she had so thoroughly marked this morning. Not that Chloe was really disappointed it faded, because now she could mark June all over again. Namely by going all vampire and biting June's neck hard enough to leave a mark but not hard enough to break the skin. Just enough to mark her territory. God, when did she become so territorial over another human being? Oh, right. Falling in love. God, just thinking it made her want to vomit, but June made her embarrassingly happy so Chloe was doing her best to ignore the urge to destroy this adorable blonde.
Right now she was doing a good job of not fucking this up and more importantly giving June pleasure. Something which was wonderfully easy to do. Just a few minutes of kissing and biting June's neck, and a little rubbing the cute blonde through her panties, and June was already a incoherent wreck, constantly letting out the most adorable little whimpers as Chloe concentrated on the task at hand, and not the way things those thing made her feel. Ha, task at hand. Cause June's pussy was her task and she had it in hand, or at least fingertips, the other girl already so wet she was ruining her panties. Wait a second...
"Who gave you permission to wear panties?" Chloe growled with a wicked smile, "I told you, they just get in my way!"
"Chloe!" June exclaimed as in one effortless movement the other girl almost literally tore off her panties with one hand, ultimately leaving what was left of them dangling around her ankles, before beginning to rub her now exposed pussy directly.