Your mind is going blank. You can’t deny that you thought of this – when you stood before her deflated skin, it wasn’t your brain thinking, but your trouser snake. And right now, it’s telling you to go for it. That sultry look she’s giving tells you she’s more than ready for it.
Your consciousness is trying to wake you up, though. That creep wanted to use her, to take over her life, out of revenge. Lust must’ve been involved in it – else, Ashley wouldn’t accuse him. And if Jessica catches wind of you and steps in, how will you answer?
But then Ashley kisses you, and you feel bliss. They feel plump and juicy, and her tongue slithers within, exploring your mouth until it wraps yours and lures it into hers. She presses her full weight, breasts on the forefront, in your chest, and rubs her groin into yours.
You might not have this opportunity with someone like her in your lifetime. She’s the one inviting you – you could always decline, but you’d be an idiot to do so. And if Jessica finds out, someone must’ve told her.
She moans, licking her lips. “Mmm. I like shy boys. Now...” She rubs her breasts, grinning. “Ready for the first part of your reward?”
You’re still feeling guilty, and thus you make your best effort. “Um... Before we do anything... There’s something I gotta tell you.”
“Oh?” She sits beside you, her breasts touching your chin. “And what’s that?”
“I, uh...” You gulp hard, unsure how she’ll react. “I got a girlfriend.”
She gives you a puzzled look, then snorts. “Is she cute?”
“Um... yeah. She does.”
“Is she hot?”
Her impish look makes you doubt. “Um... She... She has a nice body, ma’am.”
“Better than mine?”
God, you think to yourself. Stop driving me to a corner, ma’am! “Um, uh... O-of course not.”
“Has your girlfriend ever said you look cute when flustered?”
Jesus, she flirts hard! “Not really.”
“Her loss.” She runs her finger down your chin, grinning lustfully. “Now, stop dilly-dallying. Unless you’re planning to tell your mommy that you’re going to do a sleepover.”
“Uh...” You feel your brain melting as she taunts you, and you can’t help but giggle childishly. Your dick’s rock hard and she did promise you something. “G-go ahead, ma’am.”
“Please...” She pulls you down, then kneels before you. As she places your manhood between her luscious breasts, she smiles sweetly at you, purring. “Call me like you call your girlfriend.”
“Um...” You breathe hard as you feel the first jolt caused by the jiggle of her short breasts. “I don’t think I should...!”
“Not her name, silly! Your pet name for her! Like... how about if you call me Babe?”
How did she...? Your thoughts are interrupted by another jiggle from her breasts, which makes your legs tense.
“C’mon, kid. Please me like I’m pleasing you! Just for this time!”
Ashley seems a bit too eager, but she’s good at what she’s doing. You could humor her, given the big favor she’s giving you. “Oh...! Oh...! Oh, B--”
--
“--AAAABE!”
You didn’t know you had this animal inside of you, but once you unloaded on her, it awakened. She didn’t mind getting plastered by your cum – in fact, she rubbed her finger on it and sucked it full – and even praised you for the burst. (It makes her a bit hard to kiss, but after a wipe and a bit more makeup to let you rest.
Then, she dragged you to your room and gave you a little strip session, shaking her peachy ass at you. The beast within was already roaring, but after she pulled you in and ripped your shirt off you, you pounced on her. It was very awkward to dig in for her glory hole, but after she satisfied her amusement with laughs, she guided you to the right place.
And once you felt that soft, moist and hungry flesh beckoning for you, your carnal instincts took over and you pounded her mercilessly. (At first, of course – she chided you for being too harsh, guiding you to a steady rhythm.)
You almost ruin it, though, because you’re about to cum on her, but her reflexes were amazingly swift. She pushes you away, causing you to blast your load into her abdomen instead. This stuns you, as her physical push quickly became an emotional rejection.
You stand there, stunned, as she looks at you with an amused smirk. “What happened?”
“Dave, you were a tad too impatient. Could’ve waited to wrap up your thing – the last thing I want is to be a single mom because his dad’s unemployed.”
That stuns you completely. You were about to make the biggest mistake of your life. “Sh... shit. S-sorry, ma’am.”
“It’s alright...” She leans to your side, and you shiver as you feel your sperm touching your arm. “You’re lucky I’m not on that part of my menstrual cycle.” You sigh in relief, and she laughs again. “Oh, good Lord! You’re really green!”
“Well...” You shrug, moving away from her. “It’s not like I learn about that in school.”
“They don’t teach you that on sex-ed?” She snorts and clicks her tongue, shaking her head. “I suppose your teacher only goes through the basics. Sadly, that’s the kind of stuff you learn from your mothers – that mothers teach their girls, I mean.”
“Yeah, feels like that.”
“Guys should learn that too, though. Would make marriages last longer.” She rubs your arm, smirking. “How did it feel?”
You chortle, shaken by the question. “Um... It... It was...”
“It left you speechless, so I assume it was good.”
“P-pretty much. And... What about you? Did you...?”
Ashley explodes into laughter, then hilarious whine. “Oh, dear! Why do you think I could push you before you exploded on me?”
“So... Does that mean...?”
“David, you’re too impulsive. That doesn’t mean I didn’t feel anything, but a vibrator stuck in my pussy wouldn’t be any different. You need to learn how to feel your woman, you hear me?”
“Uh... Y-yeah.”
She must have seen how devastated you are, because she quickly consoles you. “David, you can’t expect to make a woman swoon on your first time! Most guys think they can please a woman without training and end up acting like idiots – they're basically masturbating on us. We don’t want to crush their fragile egos, so we fake orgasms. We only tell strong men that they made a mistake, because only strong men learn from their mistakes.”
Jesus, you think. Never thought of it that way.
“Now, if you’re willing to learn...” She wipes the semen from her belly, then mounts atop your legs. “Don’t be afraid.” She pushes you back to bed, standing atop you. “Just let me guide you, and you’ll be a master at no time.”
--
“Oh...!” Perhaps Ashley was exaggerating when she said that, but she wasn’t lying. Now that you weren’t in the driver’s seat, you understand where you failed.
Like in foreplay, for example. Kissing and cuddling feels odd, but when she kissed the side of your neck and you felt the jolt, you realized how much she needed that. Then she scratched your loins and invited you to do the same, and you felt her vagina getting moister.
Then, the rhythm. The swerve. The words – and good Lord, Ashley just loves to be called dirty things! Soon enough, she was bringing God down from Heaven, and all the angels following. And you could notice the difference, as she was just ecstatic.
Even in your case it was different. Your thing still felt the sting of the first two times, but it yearned to move on. And even with the cover on it, it felt every throb and squeeze of her innards, inviting you to explode.
Showing an incredible feat of acrobatics, Ashley turns you around, and after a moan of pleasure, challenges you. “Quiz time, Dave! Show me what you learned.”
And with your animal instinct tempered by a crash course on sexual technique, you immediately nibble on her ear before striking that part she taught you. You grunt and she moans, and that moan just makes you more eager.
“D-Dave...?” Ashley whined, grabbing you by the waist. “Call me Babe.”
“Oh yeah, Babe!”
“Tell me I’m your Babe!”
“Oh yeah, Babe! You’re my Babe!”
“Tell me I’m yours, Dave!”
“Oh, Ashley! You’re mine!”
“Oh God, I love this! Tell me sweet things!”
“I feel like I’m in Heaven with you!”
“Ngaah...!” That seemed to do the trick, because your moves were in sync. She and you engaged in the most primal of dances – a dance of life, your brain somehow conjured in poetic ecstasy – and moved to the beat of your own hearts.
“God, I’m gonna cum...”
“Then cum on me, baby! Make me feel like a woman...!”
With a few brutal thrusts and a deep, guttural groan, you feel a big flush all over you. You still manage a few weaker humps before you fall over in exhaustion, feeling Ashley’s soft and plump lips on your neck. The silence between your gasps revealed sobs, which startled you. “Something wrong?”
“Huh?” Ashley – also between gasps – pushes you, and as she looks aside, she blushes. “Oh, dear Lord...”
As you see aside, you notice the source of your sobs. Jessica’s there, destroyed, and as she sees you look at her, she rushes away.
“Jess, wait!” You run before her, barely catching her before she could leave – and in response, she slams you with a wide-open hand that sends you flying.
“You jerk!” She gasps, then growls. “I should’ve known...”
“Jess, wait! I can explain!”
“Maybe I can explain,” Ashley says as she steps out, trying to appease your girlfriend – only to receive a brutal slap on her arm. “It’s not his fault. It’s mine.”
“I don’t care. Dave? For all I know, it’s over between us. You can keep your new girl for all I care.”
She’s about to leave, but your hand’s still close to her arm. You give a good look at Ashley, and she nods.
Is she asking you to accept her? Or to go for the girl whose heart you just broke?
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