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Filling Chloe's Holes	By : EasyInk Category: Smallville > Het - Male/Female Views: 18512 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chloe let out a small yelp as Clark took a firm grip of her ass cheek. She took a quick look around the crowded hall to make sure no one had noticed. Then she smacked her farm boy on the chest.
     “I can’t believe you just did that!” Chloe said to him. Her crooked smile spreading across her face.
     With one hand Clark took Chloe’s bag from off her shoulder and with the other, he leaned down slightly and wrapped his arm around her just beneath Chloe’s plump little bottom. In a movement he picked her up and Chloe’s eyes just about rolled back into her head. Her legs spread ever so slightly to either side of his hip, and her core, from belly button down, held   deeply   against him.
     “Should I walk you to your class?” Clark asked, giving her bum a bit of a squeeze.
     “Clark, put me down.” They were in school and that was that.
     He put her down and smiled.
     “But you can walk me to my class if you still wanted to.” she added.
     “Of course I do Chlo.” Clark said as his hand found hers in the crowded school hallway.
     As they reached Chloe’s classroom, Clark handed her bag back.
     “Meet you at the Torch tonight?” he whispered in her ear. “Say around eight?”
     “Of course.” she said, leaning back to catch his eyes. Chloe gave Clark another crooked smile. That silly grin always made Clark so hard.
     Soooooo hard.
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     Chloe tapped her pen against the keyboard. The clock on the wall showed eight forty-seven. It was dark in the office of the Torch, only Chloe’s desk lamp on. She glanced again at her article on the computer screen. She could read through the paper once more. Waste of time. She couldn’t concentrate. She could sneak into the girl’s locker room downstairs. That was an idea.
     As she thought about the hot water rolling down her body her hand made it’s way down her sex lines toward her pussy. She kicked her sandals off and her fingertips dipped under her skirt but over her panties. Clark had a strange attraction to her panties. Soon her eyes closed and her middle finger started making slow up and down her slit. Chloe leaned her neck down and began to bite her shoulder. She resisted the urge to bite hard enough to leave marks, but still, the sensation was electric, making her whole body feel a part of the sexual act, rather than just her pussy.
     She leaned forward so her free hand could undo her bra. Then she remembered she hadn’t worn one. This took her out of the moment. She felt awkward, feeling herself up. The whole thing was fairly foreign to her.
     “Don’t stop now.” Clark said from the door.
     Chloe let out a sigh. “God, Clark.” she said, as her finger went back to gently dragging up and down herself. She sighed again, closed her eyes and leaned back into her chair. “Well I’m not going to just sit here and put on a show for you all night.”
     Clark stood there a moment longer, leaned up against the wall. He watched her hand move underneath her skirt, with the rhythm of a wave on the beach or a heartbeat. Down quickly, then pull back up slowly. Down quickly, then pull back up slowly. He watched her breathing slowly come in time with the hand in her skirt, as her other hand begin to unbutton her shirt. He watched as she slowly forgot he was there, and a small part of him, deep beneath his raging hard-on, was happy she was enjoying herself.
    Then he made his way over to her. When he put his hands on either side of her skirt, her eyes came open and she gave him her crooked smile. Though, this one was far dirtier and more crooked, as she was biting her lip now, hard enough that she might even be bleeding on the inside of her lip, and her eyes held a deep want.
     Clark hooked his fingers into the waist of Chloe’s skirt and pulled it down off her legs. As he pulled it down, Chloe couldn’t help but arch her back and push her crotch toward his face. He threw the skirt onto the desk, where it landed, half draped over the computer screen. Chloe’s free hand pulled open the last button of her shirt and now she sat in front of him, stroking her baby blue panties with one hand, teasingly holding the hem of her shirt with the other, her nipples clearly hard but still covered, lip still bit tightly, but her smile more nervous now, and her permanently set on him. Like there never was and never would be, anything else to look at.
     Clark knelt down on the floor, and rubbed his hands up and down Chloe’s thighs. They were so smooth, for a moment he wondered if she even had to shave them. Then he kissed her inner knee. Then he kissed a little farther up. Then he kissed still further. He could smell her tang and when he got close, Clark just licked her inner thigh, the last couple inches, and then put a slow kiss on dark wet spot over her pussy.
     Chloe’s fingernails dug into the arms of her chair, and Clark’s thumbs hook under her panties. He pulled her panties down and when they reached her ankles, Clark pulled them tight and tied a knot in them, binding her ankles together. Chloe had to catch her breath.
     Clark then eyed Chloe’s unclothed pussy. It was covered in fair blond hair, not much more than peach fuzz. Chloe had swollen outer lips which created a large mound. And her clit barely poked out at the top of her slit.
     Clark went down on her.
     His tongue went up her slit and then back down. Chloe moaned. His hands cupped her ass and lifted her off the chair. His fingers went deep into her crack and spread her cheeks wide. Then he went back up with his tongue and took her clit into his mouth. Sucking so hard, her clit was nearly in his throat, Clark put his tongue as deep into her pussy as he could and his pinky found Chloe’s butthole. She gasped.
     One of Chloe’s hands twirled itself in Clark’s hair, urging him deeper into her vagina, and the other pushed his hand deeper into her ass.
     Clark stood up, still holding her slit to his face. Chloe moaned and moaned as her head brushed the ceiling. With a tongue deep in her pussy, a finger circling her butthole, and her head brushing the ceiling, it felt like she might be flying. Clark shifted her weight cupping her ass in the crook of one arm. His tongue took as much of her natural lube into his mouth as he could and then pulled her cunt away from his face.
     “Oh, please Clark.” Chloe said. “Please don’t stop.” she panted.
     Clark took his free hand away from her anus and put three fingers into his mouth. He coated them with as much saliva and cum as he could. Then he got back onto his knees an eased her gently onto the cold tile floor. His forearm still under her ass, he kept her bum up, off the floor. Her headiness seemed to fall with her descent from the ceiling and now Chloe looked up at Clark with anticipation. This would be a first for them. For her. She wasn’t sure how excited she was.
     The two locked eyes. “Ready?” Clark asked.
     Chloe nodded sheepishly.
     Clark slowly pushed his middle finger into Chloe’s tight butthole. Chloe closed her eyes, took in a sharp breath, and rolled her head back. As Clark began to pull his finger back out, she let out a small quiet moan, like she was trying to keep it in. He pushed his finger back into her rear end. This time he put his finger all the way in, having to be patient and move slowly with his last knuckle. And Chloe took two more sharp breaths. Then he let his finger sit, deep inside her for a moment. Chloe opened her eyes and gave him a dizzy look of contentment. Then, in the middle of her reverie, Clark began to gently pull his finger back out. Chloe’s eyes went from a stoned half-dream to wide open with her head rolling back with the force of her moan.
     After the last knuckle, Clark stopped. Only the very tip of his finger still inside her. Chloe rolled to the side gently, careful to keep Clark’s fingertip inside her butt. She half moaned and half giggled while she did it. Then she rolled back. She looked at Clark lazily.
     “Do that again.” she whispered to him.
     Clark smiled.
     This time, after the first knuckle, Clark added a second finger. That made Chloe’s eyes flutter in surprise. That was awful cute. After two of his fingers were entirely inside her, Chloe motioned for him.
     “Come here sweetheart.” she said.
     With two fingers settled deep inside Chloe’s butthole, yet the rest of her bum sitting firmly in the palm of Clark’s hand, he wrapped his other arm around her back and brought her body against his. Her wet slit immediately moistened through a small spot on Clark’s shirt.
     Chloe brought her lips close to Clark’s ear.
     “How have we made it this long without your dick inside me?” she whispered.
     Clark let out a short laugh. “Not sure.”
     “Clark, please fuck me.”
     Clark picked Chloe up, fingers still deep in her rear end, and set her on her desk. While Clark opened his jeans and pulled off his pants and boxers, Chloe wiggled around on the fingers inside her and ran her fingers through Clark’s hair.
     Clark placed his dick against Chloe’s patch of hair, then pulled back, and pushed himself completely inside her. Chloe gasped, holding his body tightly against her. “There’s my super boy.” she said.
     Clark rocked against her, inside in so many ways. His fingers moving in time with his cock. He began to bite the nape of her neck and she panted heavily
     “Just cum inside me, Clark.” she said. “Just do it.”
     Clark did. Chloe thought that she couldn’t be filled any more. Then she was. Her eyes shut tight as her pussy tightened down on Clark’s dick and her as clenched on his fingers.
     Chloe screamed in the empty school.
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   Chloe lifted her head off Clark’s chest and squinted at the clock. It read eleven thirty-two.     She woke him with a kiss. “It’s late.” she said. “We need to go.” As she pulled her tired body off Clark, Chloe paused a moment to kiss his limp dick. As they both put on their clothes, she noticed the smell in the room. Sweat and sex. Salty body odor. She hoped it was gone in the morning. Not only for the other students, who would hate it and possibly guess what it was, but also so that she didn’t need to spend the day thinking about it, horny as all possibility.
     She locked the door behind them and leaned against her stud. “Next time I want it in my ass.” she said.
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