My hands just naturally slipped down to cup her lovely firm bum cheeks as we kissed, and she ground against my rapidly hardening cock, making approving noises as she felt it grow against her. I slid my hands into her panties, sliding them down a little so I could hold and squeeze those firm peach buttocks of hers, holding and gently pulling them apart as we kissed more and more passionately. We moved to the bed, and lay down together without once breaking our kiss until I reached down to lift the hem of her shirt and pull it up, Ashley sliding her panties off and kicking them away.
Once I had her naked, I could nibble, bite, kiss, and lick her all I wanted. I kissed her in a line down from her chin, along her neck and between her breasts (not forgetting a quick nibble and suck of her nipples) before continuing down to swirl my tongue in her navel, drawing a quick breath and a giggle from her before kissing and lightly licking my way to her bald slit.
As soon as my tongue brushed her slit, she sighed and quivered, opening her legs slightly to allow me better access. I moved between her thighs and dipped down to lightly lick and brush my flattened tongue against her shaven, dark pink folds of soft flesh. As I licked I could feel those folds start to swell, her scent becoming richer and stronger as her arousal rose.
She smelled and tasted divine; if I could have, I would have spent the rest of my life licking and tasting her while I inhaled her warm, heady, exciting, scent. Ashley wriggled and murmured as I flicked my tongue along her damp slit, pointing my tongue into her pink little rosebud, making her gasp and wriggle more, then flattening it and licking in long slow strokes to the hood covering her clitoris, lapping insistently at her tender flesh.
I parted the folds of her wet gash, poking my tongue inside her, making her giggle and sigh as her legs opened even further. As I brushed the hood of her clit, I could feel the hard little bean beneath sliding out into the open, slick and buttery with her juices, the scent, and taste of her inflaming and drawing me in.
As I lapped and probed her, her hand reached for and found my straining cock, and began rhythmically squeezing and sliding up as I worked at her pussy. As I licked she began to gasp, her head moving from side to side as I licked and probed her inner recesses, and when I pulled her clitoris between my lips and sucked, she went wild.
“OH YES! Nick, yesss, like that, oh God, OHHH!! Ohhh! Jeezus, yess, like that, oh fuck, oh fuck, OHH FUCK YESSS!” she screamed, her thighs clamping around my head as her hands twined in my hair. The blood thundered in my ears as her thighs tensed, and as I sucked and rubbed her clit with my tongue, she came like a runaway freight train, her juices squirting into my mouth and face as she screamed in ecstasy, thrusting and hunching her pussy against my probing tongue as her hands and thighs held me fast against her.
At last her straining thighs relaxed, releasing me as she slumped down, her face and neck flushed from the recent storm, a sweet smile of utter fulfillment on her lips, her eyes closed in post-coital languor. I moved up next to her, stopping to dip my tongue in her navel again, making her giggle softly.
“What about you, baby?” she inquired softly, her hand taking hold of me and slowly pumping as she grinned at me.
I knelt up, my aching erection pointing at her, and she leaned up, bending down to kiss and then slowly lick the tip of my bursting cock.
“Mmm, you taste nice, I could get to like this!” she grinned, looking up at me before dipping down again to slide her lips over the end and begin slowly sucking me.
I leaned back, my eyes half-closed the; the first time she’d done this, it was exquisite, what she was doing now was almost unbearably exciting. Her mouth was a paradise of suctioning wet heat enfolding my cock as her tongue rubbed and flicked around and behind the head, and into the slit of my straining cock, making me jump as she gently plated the sensitive tissue. At the same time she rhythmically squeezed and pumped the shaft of my penis with one hand, and fondled my scrotum with the other, gently squeezing it in time with her pumping.
I was in heaven; whoever she’d learned this from had taught her well, so well in fact that I could already feel my scrotum tightening as the urge to ejaculate grew ever stronger, and the muscles at the juncture of my thighs began to tighten, together with my abs, signalling that I was close.
“Uh, Ashley… I’m going to… Ashley!” I tried to warn her, but she just looked up at me and smiled, sucking and licking even harder, and I lost it.
I leaned back as bolt after bolt of spunk pulsed out of me, splashing into her mouth, and she clamped her lips around me, sucking and swallowing every jet of spunk as it sprayed into her mouth. I must have shot seven or eight strong jets into her mouth, filling it with my spunk, and she swallowed every last one, even swirling her tongue around the head of my penis after I’d finished ejaculating and only a weak trickle of spunk bubbled from my still hard cock.
Ashley continued to suck until all the sperm was cleaned from my cock head, then she released me with a final kiss to the tip, and a sly grin.
“Looks like someone’s still excited,” she husked, “I wonder what he should do with that thing?”
With that she lay back and winked at me. My cock twitched and suddenly felt almost painfully solid as I realised what I wanted to do. Ashley held out her hands to me, and I slid up next to her, holding her as I kissed her, tasting myself as we kissed. She took hold of me and slowly pumped and squeezed, the sensation almost tipping me over the edge again.
“Waiting, Nicky!” she grinned, and I took the hint, sliding between her legs and leaning up to kiss and lick her nipples, sucking and nibbling them as my hands slid under her, to cup and hold her delightful derriere.
As I moved forward, Ashley took hold of my cock and rubbed the tip over her wet and swollen pussy lips, teasing us both, before lifting her pelvis up as I slid into her. She felt like warm velvet against the head of my overheated cock, and her breath hissed out as I slid all the way in, burying myself in her wet, hot depths as I stretched her open again.
Almost immediately she began moving against me, lifting her hips to bring her clit into contact with the wiry mat of hair at the base of my cock, pleasuring herself against me as I pumped into her. I slid my fingers around her cheeks to hold her bum more securely, pulling the cheeks apart as I poled into her, my finger sliding into her tight little anus in time to my thrusts.
“Oh God yes, Nicky, like that, yesss!” she muttered as I increased my tempo, hammering into her as she humped and pumped against me. I slid another finger into her tight hole and pumped her as I rammed my cock into her.
“Ooooohhhhh Goooddd!” she moaned as I thrust into her, “Like that, baby, yess, yesss, God, yesss!!” she panted, and I responded by jamming myself into her as fast as I could, pistoning my aching cock into her as both of us reached for release.
She came with a loud whistling groan, her nails digging painfully into my arms as her cunt walls squeezed me as though they would force me out of her. I couldn’t resist the sensation, and I came explosively, pumping long ropes of spunk deep into the recesses of her velvety cunt, mating with her, filling her with endless jets of my sperm, all my love for her concentrated in this one act as we joined together in mutual release.
At last, I finished spurting; I had nothing more to give her, and my rigid cock softened as we kissed and touched and murmured in the afterglow of our lovemaking. I rolled away from her, to lie on my back next to her, my arm around her to hold her, maintaining that connection that we renewed every time we made love.
Ashley was the same, her hand lying gently on my chest, feeling my heartbeat slow down and normalise. She pulled herself closer, and my arm curled around her to hold her close against me. I looked deep into her dove-grey eyes, and saw only love and trust reflected back at me, and I knew, if I had looked the world over, I wouldn’t have found another girl as perfect as this one right here in the crook of my arm. We lay in silence, no words needed just yet, both of us enjoying the pre-dawn cool after the heat and sweat of our sexual encounter.
I woke with a start, bright sunshine flooding the room and no sign of Ashley. I smelled bacon, so I slid into my jeans and padded out of the room to track it down. Ashley was in the kitchen, dressed in just an apron as she grilled bacon, and brewed coffee, the two things on this planet guaranteed to make me rise from the dead (apart from Ashley, of course; for her, I’d dig my way out my grave with my teeth…)
She turned, smiling like sunshine as I came into the kitchen, and I almost had to pinch myself to believe that this was my girl; God, she was hot!
“Good afternoon, Rip van Winkle,” she grinned, “I thought you were going to sleep all day! It’s almost midday, mom’s gone to work, and I don’t have any classes today, so you got me all to yourself; just think what fun we’ll have — after we have a little talk, about yesterday, and some other… stuff. Now eat up!” So saying, she passed me a plate of bacon, eggs and toast, the breakfast holy trinity where I grew up; I had had something else entirely in mind for breakfast, but bacon and eggs was good, too…
While I ate, Ashley checked my staples and got a bottle of antiseptic and some cotton from the bathroom cabinet, then waited for me, watching, and smiling impishly while I engulfed the food cooked so well by her fair hand, which I told her made it taste ten times better. She smiled at me tenderly as she said “You are so full of shit your eyeballs are floating! If you want some, ask, but don’t try and lie your way into my pants, you’re not very good at it… the lying, bit, I mean; everything else is a big Ten, OK!”