The Consummation of Chloe
Copyright© 2025 by D.T. Molton
Chapter 2
Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 2 - Chloe makes a big decision about her life and it leads to some fun and adventure with her best friend's father
Caution: This Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/ft Fa/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Water Sports
When Chloe left on Sunday evening, her mind was abuzz with memories of the weekend completely in a world of her own. Her demeanour following stays with Darian hadn’t gone unnoticed. Her mother had been finding it much easier to deal with her younger sister and consequently life for everyone was calmer as though Chloe had infected them with serenity generated by her stays away.
Laura decided that she would call in to Darian on her way from work one evening for a chat and a thank you. It was Wednesday before she had a chance to do so, but knowing that Darian worked from home on Thursday, she decided that would be the day she’d call in.
On Thursday evening, she took the bus home from work that passed near Darian’s house. In the autumnal dusk she approached his house seeing Darian in one of the windows. As she reached the front door, she saw the shadow of another person in the house and glimpsed her daughter striding around ... naked! Darian didn’t seem to be noticing it or showing any signs of reaction or embarrassment as Laura thought he might.
As a mother, Laura had always been open about her body and biology in general. She believed in answering her daughters’ questions openly and honestly in terms that they could understand. Her now ex-husband, agreed with the approach, so the two girls probably knew more about male and female anatomy by the time Chloe was ten than most people did by their late teens. Neither she nor her husband aspired or adhered to a nudist or naturist philosophy, however that didn’t mean that they would go out of their way to prevent their daughters seeing them naked. If they were getting changed and one of the girls came in to the room, they wouldn’t ask them to wait outside or rush to cover up. Likewise, if, before or after a shower they needed to get something somewhere else in the house, they’d get it, whether or not they were naked.
Despite all that, she had always worried that they might come in back when she and her husband had an active sex life. As unsettling as it would be, probably the only time she would have been blasé about it would be one of those times where she was having a quickie somewhere in the house other than their bedroom as they were wont to do. On the few occasions that she had thought about it, she reasoned that the difference was that having a quickie assumed the risk of being caught even though they were more likely to be clothed, whereas in the bedroom they would be naked and expecting privacy.
Laura decided against calling in, it was now a safe space for Chloe after all, she would try another time.
Her opportunity came just two days later. Chloe reminded her mother that she was going to a festival with friends and would be away for the weekend. Laura was herself going for after work drinks with some colleagues, so would be out for a few hours, her ex was minding Jana.
Finding herself heading home at a reasonable hour, she sent Darian a message asking if he was about and she could call in. His answer came as she was making the choice about whether to get the bus that would take her past his place or the one that went more directly home.
“I’m here, feel free to call in whenever”
Half an hour later she was stepping through the front door.
“Darian!”, she said, giving him a hug, “It’s been so long! How are you? I hope Chloe isn’t too much of a bother, it seems like she spends more time here than at home”
“Not at all, I just let her come and go as she pleases, though if you’re saying that, I probably shouldn’t have told her to treat here like home”
They chatted away in the kitchen, Darian offered a glass of wine, which she accepted. Conversation naturally turned to his wife, Mae, and daughter, Courtney. He grimaced a bit talking about Mae, and his answers grew a bit vague about her. Maybe it was the wine, coupled with her consumption earlier in the evening, but Laura probed a little.
“Is everything okay with you and Mae? You seem a bit ‘off’ about her”
“To be honest, we’ve decided to separate, possibly divorce, it’s one of the reasons that Mae and Courtney went away for the year”
“You always seemed great together, what happened?”
“There were a few things on both sides, and the friction was just getting too much, it wasn’t conducive to a happy relationship”
“I can’t believe it, you always seemed to have it all”
“It was a front, embarrassment on my side, but we hadn’t really been a couple for some time before they moved”
“Even...?”, Laura wasn’t sure what was going to follow before Darian answered.
“Yes, even that; we hadn’t been physically intimate in the eighteen months before”
“You mean?”
“Yes, we weren’t having sex anymore”
Laura was taken aback, this was something that she hadn’t expected or even thought of as a possibility. Realising the time, she said it was time to leave. Darian escorted her out, in the hall she slipped, landing face down on the floor. Trying to catch her Darian also fell ending up lying her on, half off her back. Thoughts raced through her mind, principally the image of offering herself to him by pulling down her jeans enough to allow him plunge into her ... Her sex-starved and slightly inebriated brain acted without much thought.
“You know...”
“Stop!”, Darian interrupted her, “If you were about to say what I think and as much as I would like that, you have had significantly more to drink than me, so your judgement may be impaired, and it would be improper for me to take advantage of that”
“It wouldn’t be taking advantage if...”
“Nonetheless, I’d prefer if such things happened when everyone is sober”
Darian helped her up, “I’ll call you a taxi, I’d drive myself, but I have had something to drink”
A short while later, Laura was in the back of a taxi heading home. Looking out the window, she reflected on her thoughts and the subsequent exchange. He was right, she had been about to suggest what he thought, but it was also something which should not have alcohol involved, at least not in the decisions stage. Whether it was something she had ever considered at any level at any time or whether it was simply that other than jilling, she hadn’t had sex since she and her husband separated, and for her only a living tool would satisfy.
Getting into bed half an hour later, she briefly rubbed herself but fell asleep before she could do much more. She awoke the following morning to a lot of activity downstairs, dressing quickly she went down to see what the commotion was. Jana and her ex were, it turned out, preparing for an outing and would be gone overnight, leaving her alone since she couldn’t remember when. After they left, she began to do the housework, it didn’t take her long as she tried to keep on top of it through the week so there was less to do at the weekend. Sitting down to a light brunch-style snack, she reflected on the events at Darian’s house the previous evening. It seemed like Darian was open to what her disinhibited brain was going to suggest, but at the same time he could have been humouring her, which given the close friendships both couples had had over several years was possible.
After her snack she decided to go over to Darian, to see if her recollection was accurate and apologise if not. Darian was there when she arrived, alone and before she had sat down, he had the kettle boiling and a green tea followed soon after. This was something he had always managed to do over the years. As soon as she came through the door there was always a mug of one of the teas she liked ready.
“I wanted to call in after last night and...”
“If you’re going to apologise, don’t, you did nothing that requires it, we’ve been friends long enough that we’ve shared a lot more innuendo”
“Maybe not, but certainly I should say thank you”
“Thank you? Why?”, puzzlement crossed his face.
“You were right, I was probably on the merry, even tipsy side of drunk, so I was certainly disinhibited, however in the cold light of day I’m now sober...”
“Are you suggesting...?”
“If you and Mae are definitely splitting and even if not, from the conversations we’ve had over the years I got the impression it wouldn’t have been off-limits”
“Even so” Darian picked up a folder from the counter nearby, “Here are the papers, they arrived yesterday”
“How about a quickie?”
Before it had fully registered with his brain what she was suggesting, she leaned over the nearby table wiggling her ass, as she undid and lowered her jeans, under which she wasn’t wearing underwear, having forgotten in her rush down for the commotion that morning. Her pussy smiled from between her legs.
“Now?!”
“That’s generally the principle, this time, I’m sober, you’re sober and we’re both single, to all intents and purposes, and consenting adults”
In reply she heard his zip sigh and the soft rumple of his trousers lowering, followed by his proud rod teasing up her vulva and then finding and slowly plunging into her. His hands gripped her hips gently as Laura sighed and relaxed into the joy of a real-life cock inside her again after so long. Darian stroked in a calm and measured way, until, for the first time ever, she orgasmed during a quickie. And it wasn’t just any orgasm, it was a knee-buckling one unlike any she ever had before.
“Go all the way”, she said gritting her teeth through the intensity of her cumming.
“If you’re sure?”
“I am”
Darian continued his pace with Laura riding wave after wave of orgasms. Then as Darian’s thrusting intensified and became jerky as his body prepared for ejaculation, Laura felt another orgasm coming. Darian started to make the very deliberate thrusts that signalled he was finally cumming. As she felt his cock finally pulse and the warms spurts of his spunk inside her started, her body tensed and she ... squirted. Laura bore down on him, her vagina gripping his cock tightly as she went though her own form of ejaculation. Soon Darian’s softening penis slowly withdrew from her pussy. She stood up slowly and looked down, her jeans had borne the brunt of her squirts with the remainder hitting the floor.
“Wow! That was awesome, that’s never happened before!”
“I’m glad to be able to be of service”
Laura pulled up her jeans felling material warm and sodden between her thighs and crotch. Her house-pride kicked in.
“I’ll just mop up that mess for you, can’t leave it there like that!”
“If you want, I can take care of either, but first before you do anything, give me those, I’ll stick them in the washing machine and dryer”
It was a sensible suggestion, but it stopped Laura in her tracks, other than the exposure a few minutes earlier she had never been partially or fully naked in front of anyone other than her ex, now here she was in a situation where she was going to be at least from the waist down naked.
Darian continued, “Wait there a mo, I’ll be back” and left the room. Moments later he reappeared with bathrobe, “To preserve your modesty”, he said.
“I don’t think I have much modesty left after that little performance!”, she replied.
“It depends on how you look at it, I didn’t see much more than if you wore a bikini, much less in fact, so from that perspective your modesty remains intact, I wasn’t groping at you unwelcomed or at all either, so that also maintains your modesty to a degree, however there was the physical sensations such as touch and feel, and I suppose there it depends on your opinion, do the physical sensations rise to the definition of immodesty on their own, or do they require a visual component to be immodest?”
“That’s very philosophical, I suppose I have to agree that in the general sense my modesty was preserved, but...”
“I understand, we’ll say no more about it”, finished Darian.
Laura took the robe and put it on, taking off her sodden jeans with the semen that had leaked from her added to the mix. She handed them to Darian, who put them in the washing machine, while she started to mop up the mess. She finished the task in silence, while Darian sorted out the wash and topped up her tea, something else he was also good at gauging.
Laura sat at the table once again and they chatted, almost diplomatically not discussing what had happened, nor the fact that under the robe she was half naked. As the discussion continued, Laura crossed her legs, causing the robe to fall open. With her legs crossed, as Darian had said, her modesty was protected, although her happy trail was visible, but if Darian noticed he wasn’t making it obvious nor saying anything.
Darian had noticed and like Laura in the taxi the night before his mind was alive with thoughts. Why had he gotten the robe for her? Did she know that the robe was showing more than she might be intending? Was she teasing? How could he convince her to show a bit more?
Eventually it became clear to Laura that Darian had become distracted, and her mind began to race too. Should she uncross her legs and show him a better view of the promised land? If she did that, should she throw in the bigger picture? Was his crotch bulging a bit more than before? If she showed him her’s, would he show her his?
The conversation began to trail off as they were both lost in their thoughts but not specifically looking at each other anymore. It was Darian who broke the silence first.
“I’m sorry! I got completely distracted in my own thoughts! What were you saying?”
“No worries, I got distracted as well, I can’t remember what I was saying?”
“At least you weren’t waiting for an answer!”, he laughed.
“Did you manage to figure out the answer for your distraction?”, she asked almost playfully.
“Sadly, no I didn’t, but never mind, it wasn’t important and yourself”
“No, it was just a thought that occurred to me, thought to be quite honest, I suspect we were both having similar thoughts distracting us”.
As she said it she uncrossed her legs and leaned forward slightly. The action revealed a little more than the happy trail that had distracted Darian not so long before. Darian reflexively adjust the bulge in his crotch a sign of his agreement with her statement.
“Tell you what, I’ll show you mine if you show me your’s”, Laura whispered.
“Are you serious?”, he responded in equally hushed tones.
“Of course, you’ve already visited the promised land, you should at least see it once and I should see the visitor”
“If you’re sure, then maybe we should go upstairs for the reveal”
Darian got up and led Laura towards the stairs, along the way the robe got left behind. Upstairs they entered one of the spare rooms. Laura was unsure what to do next, she stood in the room, her blouse barely covering the promised land as she called it. Darian was likewise unsure, but took the initiative taking off his T-shirt, then unbuttoning and removing his jeans, standing in his underpants only.
Laura followed suit, removing her blouse and as she removed her bra, he dropped his pants. They both now, stood naked before one another, admiring the views. Darian regarded her with amazement, she was taller than average, but her breasts which he had many times pressed against while hugging her stood free, he was never sure how to judge the size of breasts, but reckoned they were a ‘B’-cup, if they didn’t sag slightly he thought they might make a ‘C’. Lower down, the happy trail he had earlier observed led to a natural carpet that seemed not to need any maintenance. Laura was equally transfixed by his now erect penis.
Both of them stood regarding the other in silence, until Laura spoke.
“I’ve never been with anyone else and certainly never naked in front of another man”
“Oh! Never?”
“Never, what do we do now?”
“There is the obvious thing, but it all depends on whether you want to. If you’ve never been with someone else, it would be understandable if you wanted to leave it for now. It’s not like you were bedhopping before Mike and you probably didn’t go all the way on your first date either”
“Very true, it was a while before we ... however you and I have already essentially gone all the way ... modestly”
She threw in the last bit to lighten things a little, she continued, “After that, there’s not much more to be discreet about, so the question really is do you want to eat me out or do you want a blowjob?”
Darian took a moment, the events that led to this moment were not unwelcome, they were surprising. Things had moved from the realm of fantasy and innuendo to reality very quickly. Having a quickie was one thing, but the possibility of being ridden by or riding Laura as a result of oral sex between them now would have seemed remote hours if not minutes earlier.
“Why not 69 so we both get something out of it?”
Laura lay on the bed coquettishly, “Well come get it and give it then”
Darian lay beside her, “Why don’t you be the nine so slipping means you’re sitting on my face, rather than deepthroating my cock?”
Laura said nothing, but straddled him placing her pussy over his face and taking his cock in her mouth. Other than the sound of them pleasuring each other, silence encompassed the room. Darian enjoyed the taste of her, while she enjoyed the textures of his penis.
After ten minutes during which she teased his cock in such a way as to keep him hard, but not make him cum, she broke the pairing and turned around.
“Not that I’m not enjoying this, but it would be a shame to waste this”
She straddled him once more, this time deftly sliding his cock into her, treating him to the sight of her garden moving up and down on his lower abdomen. For someone who had only been with one man, she seemed more than experienced at controlling the pace to make things last as long as possible. Watching her straddling him, Darian felt harder, enjoying the sight of her carpet moving up and down on his lower abdomen. He enjoyed the thought that his cock was now going in the route his recent lover had come out.
Laura was really enjoying herself, it had been so long since she had had sex before today, she wanted it to last as long as possible, but eventually she recognised she had brought Darian to the point where he needed to cum. Adjusting her position and stroke on top of him slightly, she watched him tense as he got closer and closer to delivering his load. Finally his cock flicked in her pussy and she was rewarded with the feeling of warm spurts. She waited a few moments until she felt his penis retreat from her pussy, before getting up and letting the cum drip out of her.
“As much as I would love to go again, I think this is enough ... for now”
“I agree, for now, how about we have something to eat, we can order in if you want?”
For once the delivery service was fast and they were soon tucking into an Asian meal.
“This afternoon was great”, Laura started, “But I’m not sure if we should make it any more than a thing, if you know what I mean?”
“I do and I agree, but that shouldn’t stop us from... ‘indulging’ should we have the need and/or opportunity”
“Then we’re agreed, I think”
While Darian and Laura were enjoying each other’s company, Chloe was meanwhile enjoying the festival. She had arrived down with friends on Friday evening and most of that was spent finding their camping spot and getting settled. While there was some activities starting the main events would be the Saturday and Sunday. The accommodation was okay, it wasn’t going to win a five star award, but it wasn’t bad either. It was a tent big enough for their group, it looked like a polytunnel that market gardens used with the entrance in the centre of the tent and a built-in groundsheet.
Once they had settled in, Chloe and her friends discussed their plans for the weekend, looking at where events were in different areas, what they wanted to see and when. As they finalised details, one of them spoke up.
“What if one of us gets lucky?”
“Or horny?”, laughed another This led to some discussion as it was something they hadn’t discussed, not that any of them were at the festival with the outright intent to have some manner of sexual activity, but it was a festival after all and it was not unheard of.
“We’re all old enough now and good enough friends, if someone needs to blow off steam, just do it, heck some of us might join in for company!”
They all laughed at that.
“Having said that if someone is lucky enough to get down, we should set ground rules for it”
They discussed the rules, which generally came down to, respect for each other, if you walk in on someone don’t make a scene, ignore it and or leave, whatever your comfort allows. They also developed a signal system using their shoes. Stay out! was shoes toe to toe or heel to heel across the entry; If the shoes were in the centre of the door, facing in, with somebody, but you can come in, if one shoe was upside down, it meant be prepared to see action.
Having settled on everything, they went to bed. While she did not indulge herself, Chloe reckoned at more than at least one of her companions were already enjoying themselves.