"No, don't stop!" she wailed. I must have cut an orgasm short. She reached down between us and tried to grab my wrist but I evaded her desperate attempts. I brought my hand up and placed it in front of her mouth. She didn't need to be told, seizing my hand and jamming my fingers into her mouth. One by one she sucked her own juices from my fingers, swirling her tongue over each. She moaned as she tasted herself and ground her hips against my stomach.
"I may be a bad boy tease," I began, taking my hand from her ass and my fingers from her mouth, "but you... are a dirty girl." Quickly, I brought my dry hand to her slit and started fingering her for all I was worth. My wet hand I immediately brought to her ass and began rubbing her own saliva over her tight little asshole.
She gasped hard, tilting her head down to stare into my eyes. Her heterochromatic irises enveloped my own, daring me to penetrate her most private place. Maintaining eye-contact, I pushed hard and steadily with my index finger and did just that.
"Ahh!" She squeezed her eyes shut and tilted her head back, an open-mouthed grin splitting her face. The fingers of my other hand kept working her pussy with a feverish tempo as my long index finger sank deeper and deeper into her ass. I fantasized for a long while what it would feel like to cram my cock into something so unbelievably tight.
"Yes," she breathed, "I am a dirty girl." She opened her eyes and looked back down into mine, "Make your dirty girl cum!" She had barely finished speaking before she leaned in and started kissing me violently. My fingers worked furiously, stimulating every major nerve cluster I knew of.
Kara had given me a lot of practice during the time we'd been together. When we started dating she made me wait to have sex for nearly four months; during the time in-between, my fingers did the walking. My digits knew the inside of her pussy like a blind man knew brail.
That being said, I could have made her explode within a minute or so. But where's the fun in that? No, the real challenge was bringing her as close to the brink as possible and then pulling back so it subsided with a comfortable margin to continue in. This I could keep up for a long, long time.
"Please," Kara begged, delirious with lust and the need for release. She bit my lip as her eyes pleaded with my heart. "Please let me cum! I can't take it anymore."
I grinned at her lewdly and slowly began pushing another finger into her butt. Her breathing immediately spiked and she pressed her face against one of her pillows, letting out a long, loud moan. It took a while to get my other finger in there and every time it moved deeper she would whimper and moan. But that was nothing compared to the noises she made as I began pumping those two fingers in ass. My fingers in her pussy maintained their movement, teasing her G, but at a slower pace.
"Oh god! Don't stop! Don't stop! Please!" she was desperate now, her hands back to clutching my head to her breast. I didn't stop this time, giving her all I had. It wasn't seconds later that she had to bury her face in the pillow again so she could scream. Her body jerked and spasmed on top of me.
I kept it up for a little while longer, prolonging her climax, before I pulled my fingers from her clutching confines. She groaned, her body exhausted and spent, and promptly passed out. Waking her completely would be difficult. I gently rolled her off of me and positioned myself over her.
"Kara," I whispered in her ear.
"Mm, what is it, baby?" Her voice was blissful and she was probably on the edge of dreamland.
"Um, I'm still uh..." I stammered.
She cracked an eye, the blue one, and looked down at my still throbbing member. She sighed longingly and flattened herself out on the bed, spreading her legs for me. Having done that she buried her face in her fluffy pink pillow and closed her eyes again.
"Oh come on Kara!" I complained, gently but insistently shaking her slim shoulder.
She groaned and lightly kicked me, pushing me between her legs. "I can't, just fuck me, babe. I'll make it up to you later. Ice cream sound good?"
By way of an answer I crammed my cock into her enflamed cunt. Her flawless, rosy outer lips parted before me and I noticed her pink rose-bud of an asshole still glistened with saliva and juices from my fingers. Pushing into her completely I leaned forward, pressing my face into the back of her head. Her hair smelled amazing!
"You're beautiful, you know that?" I murmured.
She let out a pleased little noise and turned her head so she could speak. "I know. But next time, tell me that when you can see my face, not when you're staring at my privates you dirty, dirty boy."
I kissed her cheek, "Now I'm the dirty one huh?"
"Yehess! Ow ohh, oh god!" As soon as she opened her mouth I started slamming into her, pistoning my cock in and out of her tight little pussy. I had been teetering on the brink since I began fingering her so I knew I couldn't keep it up for much longer. By now I had already given her multiple orgasms and it was my turn.
I leaned back, picking up her hips so I had a better angle. It wasn't a few moments later that I could feel myself getting close. Kara was panting. Her breath was coming out in ragged gasps and I could tell she was getting close as well, but I couldn't last that long.
Feeling it come I leaned forward, burying myself to the hilt in her steamy depths. I physically turned her head so I could kiss her and feel her mouth open in silent ecstasy. I came unbelievably hard causing her to jump slightly as she felt the heat of my cum deep inside her. Like lightening, her hand appeared at her crotch and began rubbing her clit frantically.
I began to pull out. "No, stay in, don't stop," she groaned. "I'm so close!" I did as she demanded, pushing my slowly shrinking cock back into her and pumping in and out of her slowly. After a few seconds her breathing peaked again and I could feel her inner muscles tighten and spasm in climax.
"Oh god, so good," she purred, letting me pull out and clean myself up. I used some of her tissues and pulled my boxers back on, sliding into the space next to her on the bed on my back. Still naked and panting like she had run a marathon, Kara tilted her head so she was looking me. Only one eye was open however, the green one this time. I reached over and brushed some inky black hair out of the way so I could see her face clearly.
"Now can I tell you you're beautiful?" I asked quietly.
A breath caught in her throat for a second before she smiled at me, her cheeks flushed red. "Yes."
I smiled back, pulling myself to her for a long, passionate kiss. I sighed contentedly when I pulled away, crossing my arms behind my head in satisfaction. She attempted to follow me but stopped short, wincing.
"Uhg, be right back," she grunted, swinging down from the bed and scrambling for her underwear. She managed to get them on and wrap herself in a towel before looking back at me, "Don't you dare pass out before I get back, Daniel." She ran back to the bed for just enough time to kiss me hard before scampering off to the bathroom. It seemed she took forever and I fought the urge to fall asleep with everything I had. Her bed was so soft and comfortable! Just as I was about to fade into oblivion, she returned.
She threw off her towel and climbed into bed with me. I closed my eyes and felt her arms wrap around me and her legs entwine themselves around one of my own. The inside of my eyelids acted as a movie-screen, replaying the events of this afternoon in vivid detail.
Sweet dreams indeed.
I awoke to find the last person in the world I expected, or wanted to see, standing a few feet away.
Daylight streamed through the shoddy blinds across the room, falling in golden bars across a tall, scantily clad figure. Their curvaceous figure could have just as easily been the cover of Maxim, Hustler, Playboy, or trucker's mud-flaps.
"Oh for the love of God," I groaned, recognizing Ashley's lines immediately.
"Well, Goddess maybe," she chuckled, her voice deep and playful as turned to look at me directly where she had been facing the door. All she was wearing was the tiny little black bikini she had tried on at the store yesterday.
"What are you doing here?" I demanded, getting ready to get
out of bed and somehow force her to leave. I stopped, however, when I realized I was naked.
She pouted, and it was so sexy! "You're always so hostile towards me, Daniel." Yes, I did prefer her use of my last name.
"For good reason," I muttered, looking around for my boxers. I swore if Kara stole them before leaving me to wake up to this, I would kill her. However, I had to give her credit if she did steal them; I know I was wearing them when I fell asleep.
"You're looking for these no doubt," Ashley purred in a very amused tone of voice, brandishing my boxers. "And yes, they were where you thought..." Her eyes lingered where they shouldn't.
"You didn't!" I exclaimed, holding the sheets tighter to my body. Her only response was to bite her lip and smile at me sheepishly. How the fuck did she remove my boxers without waking me up? Moreover, why the fuck would she do it?
"I can't believe..."
"It's not my fault you're a heavy sleeper," she paused, reluctantly tossing my boxers to me, "or that you make me so curious."
"You aren't very subtle are you?" I struggled to get into my boxers under the covers now, keeping a wary eye on Ashley.
She smiled, "In my opinion, subtlety only leads to confusion and problems. I feel the direct approach is always best." She laid a hand over her expansive bust as if it was a life philosophy that she truly took to heart.
"Sounds like you," I snorted, looking under the sheets to make sure I was covered so I could get out of bed and find real clothes to put on.
When I looked up, Ashley was there, inches from my face. Her penetrating brown eyes, perfect features and stunning smile were right in front of me. It was like having a super model or top of the line porn-star (the latter was what registered throughout my crotch) inches from your face.
"Admit it, you enjoy my...bluntness. You enjoy everything you're seeing right now." Her whispered voice was that of the devil promising infinite pleasure in return for my soul. She held that contract in her full, sensual mouth, spread in a flirty smile for the moment. The devil was so hot! Her big tits were very nearly spilling out of the inadequate bikini top she was stuffed into. The bottoms were no better, leaving absolutely nothing to my very active imagination. She leaned even closer, biting her lip as provocatively as I've ever seen any woman do. Her mouth was so very, very close to my own.
"N-no, I don't," I stuttered, I could feel my face burning. Her grin broadened and took on a predatory appearance. "I don't appreciate some big-titted, blond bimbo trying to ruin my relationship."
She pulled back slightly, her infuriating grin still intact. "Bimbo? Oh Daniel, you're so mean. That hurts my feelings."
I snorted, shouldering her aside to get to Kara's closet and my spare clothes. "Yeah, so what?"
Digging around in the closet and pulling out my clothes I was caught completely unaware when I stood back up.
"You're going to have to make it up to me, that's what." She seized my shoulders and spun me around. I had no time to react as she kissed me, pushing me back against the closet door. I couldn't believe this was happening! I could feel my body reacting to her as she pressed against me.
I loved Kara, I was a devoted boyfriend and I was horrified by what was happening. However, I couldn't deny how good this felt. Her soft lips and expansive bust pushing against me was something I could not resist the pleasure of.
I didn't kiss back but I couldn't manage to make myself push her away either. The fact that she might as well have been naked didn't help the situation one bit. She could definitely feel how hard I had become when she started grinding her hips against me while I was standing there in my boxers.
She pulled back for a moment, her grin triumphant. "Mm, Mr. Valentine," she reached between us and put her hand down my shorts, rubbing my cock. "You can have anything you want from me. All you have to do is say the word and you can have this." She took my hand in one of her own and pressed it against the front of her bikini bottoms. The material was hot and damp against my fingertips. She nuzzled my ear as she whispered these things to me.
I wanted it. I wanted her. I wanted to do anything and everything I could possibly do to her. Her brown eyes burrowed into the sinful core of my soul, willing me to destroy everything I loved and cared about for endless carnal pleasures. Oh god the things I wanted to do to her! She was like a wet-dream come to reality. It was so tempting!
...Tempting?
Temptation, thy name is Ashley!
That one word in my head jarred me out of whatever demonic trance I was under. I pushed her back with a hand at her throat. To my horror, her smile remained but took on a perverse quality.
"I like it rough, Daniel, do anything you want with me!" she gasped, one hand clutching my wrist and the other trying to pull my boxers down.
I gave her a shove that sent her sprawling on the bed. But that didn't seem faze her in the slightest. She spread herself on Kara's bed and began tugging at her top, beckoning me to her with every ounce of her will. I might have even folded had the door not clicked open and Kara walked in with only a towel on, her hair still dripping.
"Oh hey, baby! You're finally up! I'm going to the beach with Ashley, wanna come?" From where Kara was standing she could only see me, as I stood there clutching a bundle of clothes in front of me to hide the fruit of Ashley's labor.
"Ah, um n-no." I shot a glance at Ashley as she reclined on the bed giving me an amused smirk.
Kara fixed me with a confused look, "Um, oh-kay." She came up and kissed me on the cheek, digging into her closet and throwing a cursory wave at Ashley.
"Don't look, I'm naked," she informed the room as she took off her towel and stepped behind the closet doors.
"Does it matter, Kara? We've all seen you naked."
I nearly broke my neck twisting to look at Ashley in utter shock and confusion. She grinned maniacally and made a 'V' with her fingers, through which she waggled her pink tongue. What?!
"Ashley! You have not seen me naked," Kara laughed. I looked again.
She just winked and lightly ran a hand over her flat stomach. My imagination kicked into overdrive and all I could picture was Ashley and Kara making out, or worse. Needless to say, the damage Ashley had done did not subside.
"Umm, baby, I-I'm gonna go. Hit me up when you get back, ok?" Before she could even think of an objection I was already headed towards the door.
"Don't be such a bum, Daniel!" Ashley called after me. There was something in her voice that screamed to me I had made the right decision. It was only after I had been standing out in the hall for a minute or so collecting myself, that realized I was still only wearing a skimpy pair of boxers. I quickly threw on my clothes and left, heading for my building.
I couldn't get Ashley out of my head! Everything she said, everything she did was so hot. It's not supposed to be like that, right? There aren't supposed to be girls like this out there; and they certainly shouldn't be coming after me! I have no illusions about myself; it's only by the grace of some all-powerful, benevolent deity that someone as perfect as Kara was attracted to me. But Ashley? What reason could she possibly have for trying to fuck with me like this?
Uhg!
I trudged back to my building and up to my room where I flopped face-down on my bed, defeated. I would just ignore Ashley and stick as close to Kara as possible. How could I ignore those tits tho!? Fuck!
It was the middle of the day so it wasn't like I could just go to bed and try to forget what happened. I actually wished I had homework to do for a distraction. But I didn't, and I ended up sitting around playing some computer games and reading for a few hours until Kara called.
"Are you in your room?"
"Yup, sitting around being bored," I sighed dejectedly.
"Ok, I'm coming up then. And you wouldn't be bored if you came with us, you anti-social party poop."
"Better be nice to me or I won't take care of your sunburns," I warned.
She was silent for a moment. "But, but, I wuuv you."
I rolled my eyes
and I'm sure she could hear the grin on my face when I said, "Your cutesy nonsense won't work on me, little girl."
"It will when I show up at your door..." she purred. "You know you can't resist me." Oh my god, I couldn't handle all this. First Ashley and now Kara, even tho Kara's behavior was expected, I don't know if my dick could handle all this.
...Who am I kidding, of course it could!
"See you in a second then," I replied nonchalantly and hung up. This was too much stimulation for me. Even tho Kara was coming over and all that that entailed, I still couldn't get Ashley out of my head. 'You can do anything you want to me' for god's sake! Kara had limits. I knew them pretty well I thought, but all this talk of doing whatever I wanted had me curious and excited, a bad combination.
There was a knock at the door before Kara let herself in. "So what's all this about my cutesy nonsense noffmmm!" I didn't even let her finish her sentence before I was on her. I slammed the door closed behind her and locked my lips on hers. She'd taken a shower and changed, because she didn't smell like the ocean but for a faint trace of sunscreen. I wonder if Ashley had helped her put that on...
I kissed her harder and very nearly tore the sundress right off of her body. I don't know what intentions Kara had when she came over but I guarantee you they did not involve this kind of treatment from me. In between breaths, or moments when I chose to attack her neck and ears, she would be moaning my name and scrabbling at my back or head to pull me tighter with all the enthusiasm of an amazingly welcome surprise. I wonder if Ashley moaned like that...
She had on a plain bra and her 'Ima be lazy today' granny panties, both meager barriers to my assault on her body. I may have actually broken the clasps of her bra and literally ripped the panties off her. I'm not entirely sure, because the next thing I knew I had pinned her bodily against the door completely naked. My large hands easily engulfed her petit tits as I groped her roughly, pushing myself against her body. I was still fully clothed and I would stay that way until I forced her to take them off of me. In the mean time, my hands were everywhere, roughly squeezing, pinching, probing and rubbing. Gone were the gentle caresses, the tender kissing and the lovey dovey looks. I reached down and picked her up by the back of her thighs, making sure the bulge in my shorts was locked in kill position. This is what Ashley would like I think...
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