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    Ashley Lawrence Fuck Shopping

    Ashley Lawrence Fuck Shopping

    Ashley and I got dressed and headed out into the mid-day sun.

    My morning was fucked, in more than one way. Thanks to Ashley my schedule was screwed up and I gave up on my travel plans. There are times in life you just “oh hell let it go!” This was one of them. We had fucked like rabbits all morning. We needed a break just as I needed a break from my world. Ashley was just what I needed. A moment in time where I could get lost in this sexy slut. Women like her rarely come along so I might as well run with it.

    She pressed me against the side of the elevator wall, my hard cock pushed into her abdomen. Both of our breaths became more rapid as the arousal level increased. Our lips pressed together in a passionate kiss.

    I reached into her dress as her abundant chest heaved. Her slender figure accentuated her large breasts. I pulled back, my hands on her hips. I couldn’t help but stare.

    “Look at you, Ashley. You’re like... my dream woman.”

    I traced a couple fingers from her ear, down along her jawline, then lightly placed my hand over her throat for a moment. Her sharp intake of breath showed I hit a chord of some kind. I slid my hand down her chest, between her lovely breasts and slid it around her hip, pulling her close to me. Her scent intoxicated me.

    The elevator slowed, and I just said, “We’re going to have us some fun today, baby girl.”

    We stepped off the elevator, and I scooped her up in my arms, like a bride on her honeymoon.

    So here we were walking down Robson the sun reflecting off my sunglasses as Ashley held on to my arm. We agreed that we needed something to eat. We found a crape place around the corner we could have a breakfast lunch combo. As we waited for our table Ashley came to me held me and kissed me. Although we were able to wash my cum from her face she still had the that look on her face.

    Ashley looked so good with the light splashing behind her like the reflection of light off a water fall. So free and wild. As I got lost in her she told me she loved my cologne. We giggled as we were directed to a table in the back. We looked at the menu but could not decide. So, I told the waitress to bring us everything on the menu until we were full starting at the top. Our waitress was confused so I picked the first two items on the menu. Ashley laughed and suggested we start with coffee. I took orange juice to replace my depleted body fluids thanks to Ashley. Ashley looked at me with those come fuck me eyes, as the waitress scurried off to the back to tell her co-works of our craziness. Everything about this Ashley was about sex and I did not want a minute to go by with the fear I might miss something.

    I could feel her foot sliding up my leg. Ashley tilted her head back, giving me full access to her neck. If only I was a vampire, then I could make her mine forever.
    “I’m not even half done with you yet. Kiss me, Greg!” As she stood up lend into me. Then whispered to me that she wanted my big fucking cock in her mouth right now.

    Last night was frantic, crazy, wild; like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. Which was wonderful, believe me. But I wanted to enjoy Ashley in a different way today. I wanted to get to know her, this mystery woman.

    “What are you doing?” she asked, laughing as the first plates arrived.

    “I don’t have the slightest idea,” I assured her as we dived into our food.

    In between bites she asked, “Well, Greg, what did you want to talk about--Whoa!”

    Ashley’s about 5’8” and 130 pounds. She has the perfect fuckable body. However it is her mind that makes her the ideal cum slut. I was just not as young as I wanted to be when it came to Ashley. I wish I met her 10 years ago.

    We ate all we could and we needed to stretch our legs. We walked down Robson until we came to her favorite store. We went in and the clerk knew her. She knew exactly what she wanted. She wanted to put on a sexy fashion show for me. I sat down as Ashley and the clerk scoured the store. I got the sense Ashley had done this with a number of her favorite clients.

    Ashley tried on dress after dress. I nodded and smiles. She looked hot in all of them but I was feeling old as I could not see myself on her arm dress like that. Ashley sensing she was loosing me called me into the changing room to help her with a zipper. I drew the zipper down and Ashley stepped out of the dress like a serpent sheds it skin. She was totally naked. She told me she likes to be naked when she tries on dresses. She turns around kisses me. She tells me she is hot for my big cock. She pulls my hand to her sloppy cunt. She is dripping wet.

    I run my finger over her moist slit. This causes her to moan. She reaches down to squeeze my hard cock.

    “Oh my Mr. Dickson, what do we have here.” She drops to her knees and Ashley looks up and says, “You have no idea how turned on I am right now.”

    I tried responding, but mostly I just breathed heavily. I held up one finger to her for a few moments, then was finally able to speak. “I think… (gasp)... I detect…

    (gasp, gasp)... sarcasm…”

    “Noooo!” She said, sarcastically. “You need some water? I don’t have any Geritol...”

    “Hey you,” I teased. “I’m not above… (gasp) spanking you! Just gimme a second.” I forced myself to calm down.

    “Promises, promises.” Was her response.

    “Hush up, you! Show some respect for your elders!” I loved that she had a quirky sense of humor. IF you're going to be with me, you better have one.

    “Okay,” Ashley smiled at me. “Now I AM getting turned on! As she slid my dick in her mouth.

    Ashley’s head bobbed on my dick. I heard her slurping as I closed my eyes. I could hear other shoppers outside of the changing room.

    “Oh, I’m on the edge, Greg.” I opened my eyes to see Ashley with a mouth full of my cock. She had no chocking reflex. In addition she had her whole hand in her cunt. Her mouth was swallowing me as her fuck hole swallowed her fist. She was so fucking hot.

    I was ready to burst. I pulled her up and started kissing her. “Is this one of those NFCM things?” she stopped to ask me.

    “What?” I responded.

    “N-F-C-M. Naked Female, Clothes Male. Some weird fetish thing? I had no idea how much...I needed you. You are my kind of guy.”

    “No baby, we are in a changing room.” I responded.

    “I’m just gettin’ warmed up.” Ashley informed me.

    Hmmm… She had a point, though. It’s kind of hard to be both naked when they are in a changing room.

    As she stood before me, I felt like stopping time just to admire her some more. But I know that would make her feel weird, so I just pressed my hands alongside her thighs, feeling her delicious shape. Looking into her eyes, my hands slid up to her waist, slowly, enjoying her curvature, and the silkiness of her skin. I took her by the shoulders. Forcing her to me in her naked state.

    Ashley’s chest rose and fell before me. Her cleavage is right there... maintain, I told myself. Maintain! Don’t just attack them like the adolescent you really are deep inside! Keep it cool…we are in a changing room. I could hear the clerk asking the lady next to us if the blouse fit.

    I reached for Ashley’s waist again and curled my fingers around the base of her hips. I pulled her ever so slowly towards me with my dick standing up. Without actually touching her breasts, I felt them next to me with only my shirt between us.

    Ashley tilted her head a little bit, looking at me expectantly. “You okay, cowboy?” she asked with her little smile. Her breasts continued to rise and fall before me.

    I was caught staring again. She can’t possibly fault me as her nipples were staring back at me. And Ashley, well, I know I am paying her! But she is, a beautiful young woman, with man made D cups straining for my attention, and she wants me. Or so it would seem to me. I needed to try not to act like a blithering idiot, but it wasn’t easy. It was hard, very hard.

    “I’m good, see?” I indicated my fully hard cock. Okay, get moving!

    I stepped forward and embraced her while my hands traced her breasts. Awesome, I thought.

    Breathing heavily myself, I stepped back in and encircled my arms around her waist. With her breasts pressing into me, we kissed gently. Her soft lips on mine, my left hand held her close as my loose pants fell to the floor. My stick standing straight up. It was my turn as I dropped to my knees and discovered her little treasure, her love button now exposed for me.

    “Clit?” I asked Ashley, looking up between her breasts.

    “Of course!” she laughed.

    Obviously, it was her clit peeking out from her folds! I should’ve expected nothing less! I leaned into her tummy and licked and kissed her belly button. At the same time, I slid my hand over her ass. I noticed a couple more tattoos I didn’t notice before. Although her aromatic sex beckoned me, I stood up and took Ashley’s hand and led her back onto the bench in the changing room.

    As she reclined, I lay next to her, wrapping my right leg around her. I pushed her hair back from her face so I could kiss her better.

    “Hey you,” I whispered.

    “Hey,” Ashley whispered back.

    “I’m glad last night wasn’t just a dream.”

    “Me too. I was afraid you weren’t going to keep me…”

    We kissed passionately, my hand caressing her cheek. Eventually, I lowered my hand to her breasts which, I’m pleased to note, didn’t disappear when she laid on her back. My fingers pressed into her firm yet yielding flesh, Ashley moaned a little as I traced my fingers all over the sides of her breasts, the tops, underneath, but not the nipple. We continued kissing as I manually explored her breasts.

    “Ashley,” I said, eventually breaking the kiss. “I have to confess, I love your tits. I know, that’s a vulgar word. But that’s what they are, they’re great fucking tits!”

    “Well, thank you! I’m glad you like them. My doctor friend in Edmonton paid for them. But I can tell they are liking you right now.”

    “Well, I’m going to go visit them for a while. I’m just going to suck them for the next little while.”

    Ashley brought her arms in, squishing her breasts together for me. “Have at them!”

    I wriggled my way down the side of her so that my face was in line with her lovely pink nipple. Holding her breast firmer now, I grazed my lips ever so softly over her nipple, teasing it for awhile. Shortly, I started lightly licking her hard nub with my tongue, just running it around in lazy circles. It took all of my self-control not to just latch onto the poor unsuspecting nipple and suck the crap out of it, but you can’t start out that way!

    Presently, I released my grip on her breast and my hand drifted down her stomach, enjoying her silky-smooth skin. My hand danced lightly over her pelvic area, not diving in there yet, just letting her casually know ‘I’m down here playing with her well used pussy.’

    I figured Ashley had enough nipple licking and I moved in for the kill. Drawing her nipple into my mouth, I began to suck. Gently at first, then with more suction. My right hand settled on her venus as my fingers stroked her outer lips.

    Ashley squirmed a little now and then, and held my head against her breast.

    Shaking and moaning at me, she pulled my head back into her breast and with her other hand, pressed my hand into the folds of her love box.

    “Hey!” I mumbled into her breast. “Not so fast, these things take time, you know!”

    Ashley rolled her eyes in fake disgust and relaxed again. I went back to work. I gave in to her demands a little, though. I separated her pussy lips ever so slightly with my middle finger. I found a bit of dampness at the very lower end of her pleasure hole, and pressed in, further separating those lips. I loved the feel of her wet pussy.

    While still trying to get some milk out of Ashley’s breast, I slowly stroked her pussy up and down, enjoying her liquid velvet. I settled my finger near the top, and slowly rolled my finger left and right, then up and down, then in circles around and on her clitoris.

    This went on for several more minutes, my hand dipping back into her cunt for more juices to keep her clit wet. Ashley was downright mewling at this point. As she lifted her hips up and down, I moved my hand down a little more so my finger could slide inside her while my palm still stimulated her clit.

    That was the ticket! Ashley blew out her mouth several times and arched her back, and just whispered “cumming”, then fell back completely on the bench.

    I brought my drenched fingers up to her as yet untouched breast and circled her nipple. The little nub grew as hard as it could get. I licked her soaking nipple as I crossed over her body onto her other side for better access to this breast.

    Now, my left hand went down to her fuck box as I sucked her left breast.

    Ashley, was rather worked up already. It only took a couple of minutes of this before she came again.

    Somewhat reluctantly, I left her breast and moved down as Ashley opened her legs wide, ready for me to penetrate her. Truly, my cock was more than ready for that!

    But I thought she might need just a little more stimulation first. Maybe a lot.

    “Would you mind terribly if I kissed your pussy for a minute?” I asked.

    Feigning a little anger, Ashley asked me, “Do you have to? I’ve been waiting to get fucked for quite awhile now.”

    “Yeah, I’m sorry. But it has to be done.”

    “Well alright then,” she smirked. “If it has to be done.” I decided right there and then I would do just about anything to get her to give me that sexy smirk one more time.

    Since Ashley was already warmed up I didn’t spend a lot of time on the preliminaries, I just dove in head first. Well, mouth first! Her nectar flowed over my tongue as I sank it deep inside her. I love tasting a a horny woman’s nectar, it’s just so stimulating, and she was deliciously clean and slightly tangy.

    “Ashley my dear,” with my face is buried in her pussy “You taste so good, I’m just going to eat you up forever, my love.” Ashley reached for her purse looking for a condom she dropped her handbag and everything spilled out. Yet she found her prize, a gold foiled packet.

    I slipped in two fingers without any hesitation from her as I concentrated my tongue more on her clitoris. Then three, and shortly I managed to get the fourth in there as well. She was so juicy that it wasn’t a problem. I moved a little to one side so I could get a better angle for my hand; I wanted to be sure to tickle her G-spot. It should be… right up… around here… yes! This is it.

    I worked my hand back and forth slowly but firmly inside her love canal as I alternated between sucking her clitoral area through my teeth and fiercely licking her. I settled on just pressing hard on her clit with my tongue as my hand forcefully rammed into her vagina.

    “Oh God, Ashley. Please cum for me. I want to make you cum again. Cum for me now.” I thought to myself.

    And Ashley’s thighs clamped on my head, and I couldn’t move my hand back and forth anymore. Ashley moaned and then screamed to God but I could barely hear her with my ears completely covered by her legs. But I could feel her pussy contract and convulse and pulsate, and I felt a sudden surge of new juices.

    I sucked and swallowed as best I could, seeing as how I still had very little breathing room. Ashley bucked a few times, and a new spasm wracked her body every now and then, stillness. Then her legs collapsed, releasing me, but I stayed with my mouth glued onto her clit.

    Ashley panted at me “Greg! Please… stop…” And she tried to lift my head off her puss, but I held on for dear life. She’s not getting rid of me that easy! I knew that her clit was probably on overload in terms of sensitivity, but for some reason, I wouldn’t let go.

    First, she pushed my head back, but that didn’t work. Then she started rolling side to side, and then picked her left side and rolled over completely. But I still held on. For another few moments, anyway. Her legs are stronger than arms, and hers won out. She disengaged herself from my still eager mouth.

    She sat there, crouched, for a few moments as both of us breathed heavily.

    “Goddammit…” she wheezed. “Sorry…(gasp)... I get a little sensitive…”

    Then there was a knock on the door. Is everything ok in there? Our clerk asked. Ashley caught her breath to say, “Yes just have one more thing to try and we will be done.”

    I practically jumped on her and forced her down on the bench. My cock had suffered years of neglect in these past few minutes! I had to let the wild mustang go free! Ashley was quick to slid on the condom.

    He (my cock!) plowed right into her tight pussy, lubricated by all of her delicious honey. Ashley gasped at her stretching, then gave a muffled yelped as I began seriously fucking her. We couldn’t kiss at this point as the fucking was too fast, too furious.

    I will admit to being proud of myself. I’m no porn star that can go on for half an hour, but I went for a long, time. Maybe Ten minutes, for sure. Or maybe five.

    Definitely at least five. But that’s a lot of strokes as I relentlessly pistoned in and out of her tight sex muffin. I was trying to pin her to the bench with my pulsing, steely cock. God, she felt so good. And I was doing her some good, too. Ashley could only pant and chirp, with the occasional long moan thrown in as she tried to breathe. I wanted this to be a loving, romantic afternoon for us. But instead, we’re just fucking like wild animals. Maybe that’s a different kind of romance.

    I held off as long as I could. At least five minutes, dammit. Yes, I’m sure! I decided to see how she was doing.

    “You like…(pant) me fucking you?”

    “Shit yeah!” she panted.

    “Say it,” I commanded. “Say you love… you love me fucking your cunt.”

    “I love it!”

    “You love what?”

    “I love you fucking me! Goddammit!” she was practically screaming at this point.

    “Say it… say 'cunt'.”

    “Fuck my cunt! Fuck my cunt! Jesus Christ FUCK MY FUCKING CUNT!”

    That’s kind of a magic word for me. “Cunt.” Too nasty and vulgar for regular use, but oh so very damn nasty and vulgar during sex.

    I drove deep and stayed there as my orgasm swept through me. I poured squirt after hot squirt of my love juice deep into Ashley. I shivered for a moment, the orgasm was so strong. I think Ashley was cumming too, oh yeah, she definitely was.

    We both floated around for a minute or so, gasping a little, giggling some. Grownups shouldn’t giggle, at least grown men shouldn’t. But I do sometimes, after sex. Sex should be fun! I like having a good time and showing it. Ashley kissed me all over my face, lapping up some of her juices, I’m sure.

    We realized we were hogging the changing room. So, we got dressed and I left first with an arm full of dresses. Our clerk was busy servicing two other ladies. I walked direct to the counter. Another lady offered to check me out. Ashley had 4 dresses in the pile I bought out. She asked how it went. I told her really well. The lady asked if they fit. I told her, “Fit perfectly. Matter of fact I think we were able to take Ashley’s breath away.”

    “Lovely we do like to satisfy our ladies don’t we.” I chuckled as Ashley now joined me with a couple more dresses.” Our clerk came over.

    “How did that feel?” asked the clerk.

    “Tight, but we like it like that don’t we.” Ashley throwing me a smile. Ashley handed the dress she came in with and asked her to throw it away. “I think I will wear this home.” The clerk told her great choice.

    The 7 dress came to nearly $2,400.00 and with it a smile from Ashley. I paid and the clerk and her assistant smiled. Her assistant telling us we make such an adorable couple. I though, “if you only knew.”

    We left the store with Ashley on my arm. As we left the store she leaned over to kiss me and whisper. I want to go back to the room for a proper fucking. We both giggled again.

    We nearly ran back to the hotel our feet not touching the ground. Once in the suite we dropped Ashley’s bags at the door and she had me up against the door. She clawed at my clothes undoing my belt and removing my pants. My cock was stiffing up again and a little post precum appeared.

    “Let me get that for you,” she offered as she began to lick my cock clean. Her beautiful brown hair, now a bit of a messy, but that was the least of our worries. She blew me again and I shot another load all over her face. She loved it but I was spent. Her kisses roused me a little, but I was still trying to recover. Or too old! Shit, it sucks being old.

    I was on such a high a few minutes ago, but then my brain started functioning again. Stupid brain, it always wrecks stuff.

    I just couldn’t shake the big lingering question, why me? Knowing full well that this could ruin everything, I plunged ahead because I had to know. I mean, she is a top provider, beautiful apartment, great clothes… what’s going on? Yes, I pay her but she seems she is totally into me. I guess that is why I pay her. To be into me or me into her. I laughed to myself. Hell it is just business and pure sex.

    “Ashley, I have to get serious with you for a little bit.”

    “You sure you want to do that?” Ashley teased as she twirled my chest hairs in her fingers.

    I looked her in the eye, which was hard because some semen strings hung in her hair and they distracted me.

    “I have to know, Ashley. What… where did this come from? I mean, is… all this… you and me... is this just random chance or, something else.”

    “Mmmmm, something else,” was all she said, smiling. We lay for several moments in silence.

    “Well, I guess I could spank it out of you, but I’m not sure your ass could take that kind of punishment again in less than 24 hours. Can you just tell me, please?”

    “Alright, Mr. Dickson. I happen to know quite a bit about you. A lot, in fact. And everything I hear just makes you… more attractive to me.”

    “You *know* about me? How? From who?”

    “Well, a number of providers talk about you an awful lot. Your adventures with the likes of Sandi, Very Veronica, Scarlett proceed you. I know about the weddings. I know you were an orphan and never been married. Most providers don’t understand why. That you travel a lot and you see a lot of ladies, I heard of your big cock, your big heart, and wallet. I know you want someone to tell you that they love you. That is so sweet. But I also know you are a great fuck. I was so glad you reached out to me.”

    I couldn’t believe that she knows so much about me from overhearing what providers say. I mean, I understand providers talk. I also know for every one good thing there are 21 bad things said.

    “Well,” I said, trying to think of something to say. “So I’m a nice client to providers. But nice guys finish last. Nice guys don’t get the hot, sexy girl. This doesn’t explain much.”

    “Tell you what, Greg. Since I know so much about you and you know nothing about me, I’ll give you a crash course, Ashley 101. It will take about two hours or so. You got that kind of time?”

    “Sure, I’ve got all day! What’s this crash course?” Really, I had nothing else to do as my schedule was down the toilet.

    “Hang on a minute,” she said as she slipped out of bed. There was none of that ‘oh I need to be covered with a sheet’ crap, Ashley strode confidently around the suite completely nude, and she was poetry in motion. Yes, an old cliche, but that’s what she looked like. She found her phone and jumped back in the bed beside me. She fiddled with it for a few moments, getting something ready.

    “I just needed to check on my niece.” She goes on with, “I know about your adventures Dickson and you should write a book. Maybe you will write about me?”

    I had kind of hoped that we would just make love and hang out all day, but this suddenly turned very interesting. Maybe I’ll get some answers I thought to myself.

    She went on to talk how she got in the business, how she liked getting fucked and treated like a slut. The more she does the more she wants. She talks about smoking up and her favorite topic, the doctor in Edmonton.

    "God Ashley, your breasts are beautiful," I whispered huskily, as I took one of her nipples into my mouth and felt it grow instantly hard.

    I moved my hand from her vagina and onto her other breast, letting her hard nipple run through my fingertips, hearing her purr, as I played with her perfect mounds.

    I let her nipple pop out of my mouth and saw my saliva drip slightly off of it, as I took the other one in my mouth, sucking gently, then harder, hearing a loud moan escape her mouth and feeling her head thrash back against the pillow. She moaned loudly again as I gently bit her nipple and leaned backward just a bit, teasing her, before the hard nub of flesh popped out of my mouth.

    “Holy fucking shit Ashley! I can’t take much more of this!” Her unparalleled technique nearly drove me to just drop the tablet altogether. My cock was running into something in her mouth. It’s… she’s Deep-Throating me! I’d never had anyone do it like that before. Holy shit that’s fucking awesome, I thought. No wonder guys like this!

    She pulled off of me for a moment to catch her breath and asked me, “Do you want to fuck me again?”

    I did not respond as I removed my hands from her breasts and gently pulled her inner lips apart, exposing her clit. I moved my head forward and ran my tongue over the little nub lightly, and I felt her body tense up. She involuntarily pulled my head toward her as she screamed and her body started to shake as she convulsed in orgasm. I held her thighs tight, never letting her vagina and my mouth break contact until I could tell she was starting to come down and regain control again.

    Ashley just deep-throated me one too many times on my little magic spot right under the mushroom head. I warned her I was going to cum, trying to be gentlemanly but also hoping she wouldn’t stop.

    She didn’t stop.

    I grabbed her head with both hands and held her down on my cock. My hot cum shot up into her mouth, down her throat, and she swallowed it all down like a fucking pro. I released her and she rose up a bit, pumping my cock to get the last drops out, and swallowed those down, too.

    Ashley got up quickly and stood over me, straddling my head as I sat propped up in the bed. Her pussy towered over me by a good foot. Ashley held herself up with one hand against the wall while she seriously fingered her pussy with the other.

    “Come on!” she panted. “I want you!”

    Her pelvis was rocking now and I had to concentrate to keep my mouth on her. I was making loud slurping noises as my mouth continued to make contact with her hot, wet fuck hole. She was so worked up that she slid her hand down between her legs and inserted two more fingers into her own pussy, and used her thumb to rub her clit. Her fingers were soaked within a few moments, as she slowly pushed them in and out of her vagina, listening to her moan, as I licked her.

    “Oh FUCK!” yelled Ashley as she came hard, her legs trembling. I grabbed her ass cheeks to help steady her.

    “Oh Jesus good GOD!” she cried as another orgasmic wave seemed to hit her.

    Ashley’s legs started to buckle, so I guided her down on top of me. Of course, I brought her pussy to my face and she smeared me as she went down further. I’m damn happy to say that I was still hard, so I lifted her up by her hips and set her down on top of my now condom covered cock. Her dripping cunt needed no ‘warming up’ by me, she was already burning with lust.

    She fell into me, then we kind of scootched down to a more flat position. Ashley kissed me, then licked my face of her juice.

    “I taste pretty fucking good, don’t I?”

    “The best!” I assured her as I pulled her down for more kisses.

    She rested her forehead against mine and we looked into each other’s eyes. It’s blurry, of course, but very intimate.

    “You’re still hard,” she mused. “I like that in a man.”

    “Like I have a choice!” I replied. “What else am I supposed to do? Go limp? With you around? I don’t think that’s going to happen.”

    I bucked my pelvis up into her, making her jerk and shudder.

    “Still cumming?” I asked. She nodded affirmatively.

    “More, please,” she asked in a gasping whisper.

    I rolled over on top Ashley, still inside her. I rose up on my hands which concentrated my weight on her pelvis. Good. I thrust my cock deep inside her, up to the hilt.

    Earlier this afternoon we made what I thought was beautiful love. Now, I just wanted to fuck her until she screamed for more. Fuck her until she couldn’t take anymore. I wanted her to know who I am.

    Ashley grabbed my ass and pulled me hard into her with each stroke, and she started moaning and gasping in what I considered to be an entirely too-loud of a voice.

    I lowered myself down on top of her and grabbed both of her wrists with my hands. I raised them over her head and held her crossed wrists down on the bed with my left hand. She wasn’t entirely restrained, of course, but she got the idea. I clamped my right hand over her mouth; in effect, I was trying to put the cork back in the champagne bottle after it had already been shaken.

    I pounded her pussy as hard and as fast as I could while pinning her arms down. She squirmed and screamed bloody murder into my hand covering her mouth; then she breathed sharply through her nose as I kept my hand firmly over her mouth. She struggled under my relentless cock-attack. At one point I moved my right hand off of her mouth, ostensibly to re-position myself but really I wanted to give her a chance to tell me to stop or something. She just fucking moaned loudly.

    I clamped my hand back over her mouth and kept fucking her.

    My cock is hard but it basically can’t or won’t cum under normal circumstances, for quite a while anyway. What made me cum a few moments ago won’t make him cum now. The good part is that I will stay hard for a good damn long time. Since I just came in her mouth a few minutes ago, Ashley was now in for it.

    Ashley had wrapped her legs around mine by this time and bucked against me furiously. My mouth replaced my hand covering her mouth so I could squeeze her fucking tits hard. She screamed into my mouth, a very weird feeling! I kept pumping her hard as I continued to pin her arms down.

    After several minutes of pounding her, I let go of her with my right hand and forced it under her ass. I probed and pushed and worked my way down her crack. It was fucking drenched. I rubbed between her ass cheeks and found her most private of areas, smothered in steamy pussy juice. I worked my middle finger in as far up her ass as it would go. I couldn’t tell if Ashley noticed. But my cock felt the difference in pressure as my finger probed her ass.

    Despite her very tight pussy and my relentless fucking, my cock held strong and had no intentions of cumming. Damnit! I can’t fuck forever and I want to cum again! Thankfully, I knew Ashley was well-versed in the Anal Arts. I wanted to fuck her ass. I wanted to cum in her ass. And her ass was very well lubed from her dripping pussy. When the stars align, it’s a good thing.

    Releasing her arms from their prison, I pulled out of her pussy and raised myself up on my knees. Ashley reluctantly opened her eyes to see what was happening. I’m pretty sure she was just fine where she was, though, pinned down and getting fucked. She panted in anticipation, her breasts rising and falling, waiting to see what was up next.

    “Grab your knees,” I instructed. “Yeah, now hold them up like that.” This had the effect of raising her hips and opening her ass up wide. I moved back down towards her.

    At first, I re-entered her pussy, to which she almost seemed disappointed. But this was just to get myself maximum wetness. I pulled my dick out and slid it down an inch or so. I pressed my cock against her butt. Against her ass. My cock head pressed into her (currently closed) opening.

    “You wouldn’t,” she gasped. “You don’t want to fuck me there.”

    “Oh Ashley, but I do. Ever since I saw it wiggling around in the shower last night, I wanted to fuck your ass. And I’m going to.”

    “But I don’t like that!” she complained unconvincingly.

    “Uh, dearest Ashley, have you forgotten already? You love getting plowed in the ass.”

    “Oh yeah… shit…” Ashley made a face at me, then nodded her head to the left and whispered, “Top drawer?”

    “Don’t move… stay....” Ashley took a moment to reach for her handbag by the bed. Aha! Mixed in with the stuff that had scattered on the changing room floor was condoms and a small squeeze bottle of lubricant.

    Ashley turned back to me and hoping we hadn’t lost our momentum, she resumed the position with her raised legs. Ashley looked at me expectantly. I bent down and kissed her luscious, delicate folds of skin, and then spoke to her between kisses.

    “Ashley… (pussy kisses)... I’ve only known you for a only a night… (kisses on her rectum)... but I’ve been waiting… (tonguing her opening)... for you forever… “

    I doused her entire area with the lube, then rubbed her gently with my fingers, probing here and there at her opening. I licked and made love to her clit, sucking it into my mouth and straining all her flesh back through my teeth. My finger sunk deep inside her ass. I continued to orally molest her vagina and forced a second finger inside her backside. She accepted it with no trouble.

    “Get up here and kiss me, goddamnit!” commanded Ashley. “If you’re going to take my ass, at least kiss me first!”
    “Oh Greg your cock is so big!”

    I withdrew my fingers from inside her and happily climbed back up on her. I kissed her hard and she kissed me back hard, my rigid cock bounced around down there. I guided myself inside her pussy for a few more strokes to lube myself up. Then, finding the little lube bottle again, I gave her a thorough soaking of lube.

    I re-positioned myself and Ashley pulled her legs up and apart, widening herself to her maximum. My hand guided my cock to her sensitive opening, I pressed in slightly.

    Tight, I thought. Ever so tight. And good and slippery, too. God, it felt good on my cock. I checked on Ashley; she nodded at me, her lips pursed. I pressed on, slowly. The entire head slipped in. Pleased with myself, I let him sit there for a few moments to let her adjust to having a cock where it isn’t supposed to be.
    Ashley cautioned me, “Go slow, Greg.”

    I kissed Ashley as I inched back and forth over the span of a minute or so, taking my time as I stretched her fully, millimeter by millimeter. I was about three-quarters inside when I slipped a bit and fell all the rest of the way in and hit ‘bottom’.

    She whimpered a little bit, then grit her teeth for several moments, let out some “oh my Gods”, and finally relaxed in agony/pleasure as my cock sunk all the way inside her asshole. Jesus, I thought. It had been a while since I had fucked a girl in the ass. And now I’m fucking Ashley’s ultra-tight ass. My “Insensitive Prick” began regaining his sensitivity, thank God. I wanted to cum in her ass so badly.

    I kissed Ashley again and moved slowly back and forth inside her. She mewled with pleasure as I rose up on my hands and stroked her slowly. My pleasure was nearly at its maximum. I drove into her faster and harder. I just needed a little more...

    Ashley reached down to touch herself as I stroked her ass hard.

    “No,” I commanded. Not sure why I said that.

    Shocked, she stopped for a moment, then continued playing with herself. I raised up a bit and grabbed her right arm and pinned it on the bed. She then moved her left arm to play with herself.

    Exasperated with her, I slapped her right tit. Not terribly hard, but enough to get her attention.

    “Wait your turn!” I said jokingly.

    “Fuck that!” she laughed. “I need to cum now!” And she quickly shoved her hand back to her wet hole.

    Just as quickly, I grabbed her arm, then slapped her tit again. Harder this time.

    “You’ve already cum like, ten times!” I reminded her. “It’s my turn!”

    And I slapped her tit again, in time with the bottom stroke of my cock in her ass. Her amazingly tight ass. I could get used to this, I thought.

    “You wouldn’t,” Ashley gasped. “You wouldn’t *dare* slap my tit again!” Her eyes twinkled at me with lust and desire.

    I stopped fucking her ass for a moment as I looked into her lovely mirror eyes. Once again, I almost couldn’t believe that I was fucking this fantastic woman. I just wanted to hold her gently, caress her lightly, make it all better… then why am I slapping her tit and nearly raping her ass?

    Oh yeah, because I love her ass. Which doesn’t make any sense as I’ve known her for all of about a day or two.

    I grabbed her breast in my hand and squeezed it hard upwards. Bending my head down, I licked, then kissed, then sucked on her hardening nub. I kept fucking her ass, of course. I was so close, so fucking close.

    Finally, I relented and told Ashley to go for it. She quickly mashed her palm into her clitoris and sank I don’t know how many fingers inside her hot folds. With her other hand, Ashley grabbed and squeezed a breast.

    “You want to slap my tits?” she teased. “Huh? Tough guy? Like this?” And she gave her own breast some decent little smacks.

    That was it.

    “Oh God!” I shouted as my cock shot my hot cum deep inside her. I dropped down on my elbows, I couldn’t hold myself up anymore. Ashley finished herself off with her hand and arm still trapped under my stomach. I felt the convulsions from her pussy emanate through her pussy walls as she came. I fell completely on top of her as my cock drained itself of cum. Ashley withdrew her arm from under me and we lay in a single panting, sweating heap. Spent.

    I became aware of my weight on her, a gentleman would get off her and let her breathe, I thought. I began to disentangle myself.

    “Wait, babe,” she whispered in my ear. “You can roll off when he falls out by himself.”

    We kissed and then dozed off.

    We awoke showered and went for dinner. Our conversation was shallow. After dinner I dropped her off and it was over. Like a shopping trip that ends with disappointment after getting home knowing what you bought was not what you thought. Was it time to return the purchase. Only her there were no returns and no need to return to the store.

 

 

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