Authors Note: "The Rachel Chronicles" is a multi-part series of stories involving the titular character (a young woman named Rachel) and her various sexual adventures. The stories are themed mainly around oral sex, with the occasional tale involving other forms of sexual activity. Each chapter is somewhat lengthy and detailed and it is my hope that such detail will provide a richer experience for you readers as you truly get an intensive look inside Rachel's head.
Further, the stories are written in an intended order and it is
highly recommended
that you read them as such. Obviously, you are free to proceed as you please and I'm grateful that you would read any of them at all. But you will get a much fuller and more rewarding picture if you follow the stories in their natural order.
One final note before I frustrate you to the point of wishing you'd never clicked here. These tales are my first attempt at story writing of any kind. I welcome and appreciate any and all feedback but understand that I am very sensitive, and if you're too harsh, I will delete everything from this site and never try to be creative again.
I'm kidding.
Enjoy!
*All characters in this story are 18 years or older*
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CHAPTER 12
"She's good, right?"
Rachel whipped around with a start to see Sean standing behind her in the hallway, a wide smile stretched across his face. She relaxed but felt her stomach flutter. It was as if she had conjured him up with her thoughts.
His face was bright and friendly but his voice was touched with concern. It was clear that he didn't want her to be upset about Rebecca. He raised an inquisitive eyebrow as he tried to keep his gaze from dropping below her neck.
Rachel swallowed and smiled back warmly with a nod. She appreciated how he was handling the situation, and especially, how he'd dealt with Rebecca. She'd seen how aggressively into him her friend had been. A drunk, topless, and revved up Rebecca was not an easy thing to say no to and a lesser guy might have taken her sudden slide into incoherence as an invitation to keep the party going. She shuddered to think that while she'd been dutifully paying off her debt to Chris in the living room, that her friend could've been in a much uglier situation down the hall. She shook her head and pushed the thought away.
With a look of gratitude, she smiled again and spoke.
"Yeah, she looks good all right. Thanks for tucking her in so nicely."
She giggled a bit and licked her lips as Sean grinned in response. She was grateful that he'd taken care of her. He seemed like a good guy.
But at the same time, she again felt the awkwardness of the situation as she realized she was still almost entirely naked, simply standing and chatting with a boy she had just met. On cue, she watched as his eyes finally dropped and landed firmly on her bare chest as a touch of longing excitement skipped across his brow. Her nakedness, which had seemed so light and casual during the beer pong game now felt entirely different. It was sexual and provocative and her breasts trembled as she sucked in an excited breath.
She was still buzzing solidly from the drinking, and while she'd definitely had a good time, she was beginning to wonder what exactly her next move would be. She thought again about how awkwardly the next few hours might play out if she was forced to wait out Rebecca's stupor. Her eyes darted around the hall as she tried to come up a plan. Her first move should probably be finding her top and putting her boobs away...
Sean caught her indecisive look and took another step to her as he rubbed her bare shoulder with his hand. Her skin felt amazingly soft and his eyes flashed with excitement. He had a plan.
"Anyway, I'm guessing your girl is gonna be out for a while." He swallowed and flicked his eyes again to her impressive chest. "So you know, I was just thinking and recalling our beer pong game. I hate to be a stickler for the rules, but we definitely said that the losers would give the winners blowjobs. Right?"
Rachel was snapped from her thoughts about what to do next. She processed his words and cocked her head with confusion as she began to speak slowly in response.
"Riiiiight. And I'm
pretty
sure I just took care of that. Pretty sure that you, um, might've seen as well."
She watched him blush as they both recalled his presence in the living room as she'd finished sucking Chris off.
"Well yeah, you definitely did. And from the sounds of it, you did it well. But unfortunately it looks like your teammate has let you down and bailed out. So, you know, there's still another half of the bet that needs to be taken care of..."
Rachel's eyes widened and she licked her lips involuntarily. "Another half of the-?" She let out a laugh as she comprehended his meaning. "Wait, are you trying to say that-?" She laughed again and shot him a mocking grin.
"Look stud, sorry about your luck with old lushie in there (she nodded her head in Rebecca's direction). Believe me when I say that she
definitely
would've made good on her end. But, um, I already had one penis in my mouth so..."
She stopped and cocked her head at him again. He was serious, wasn't he? He was trying to talk her into doing him since Rebecca had been unable. She scoffed in disbelief. Was she really expected to just casually suck another dick? She swallowed the thought as she felt another flutter in her stomach and became keenly aware of her arousal again. Her inner-voice fought back.