IV. It was four past One O'Clock when I took the winder from the lighting and removed my handcuffs from Ashley 's wrist joint, then laid them on the center console. I was working to re-cage my now dormant sex as I was cognizant of her rubbing her newly freed carpus in distinctive fashion.

I had driven us to a walking park in a lightly wooded forest outside of townspeople, directly off the four lane. While it was right on the principal road, I knew the common got no dealings at night, and I knew a J. J. Hill in the parking lot where we could be concealed while we were able to effectively espy any vehicle entering, with plenty of meter to regain from whatever we were doing to achieve some semblance of pattern appearance. Anyone that found us would know that we were up to no upright, but all evidence would be gone before they could get close enough to see.

As I opened my car door, I noted that she was, indeed, fixing her makeup. I retrieved my digital camera from the trunk before walking to the movement of the car and sitting on the hood, facing away from her. I stuffed the camera into a cargo pocket and smiled to myself, contemplating her dressing table. She had to know how good she looked ; how could she not ?

A short while later, I heard her car door afford, I turned my head to her, watching her issue, purse in hand. When she pulled the hem of her apparel back down from her waist, I remembered the mess she 'd made on my seat. I stood up to face her, and reminded her of the mess, and suggested that it would only be fair for her to pick it up since she made it. I thought she would just use the tee shirt I 'd returned to her to sop up the wad, so I was rather stunned when she smiled seductively at me, bent-grass over at the waist, and began licking up the evidence of her resignation. Holy fuck, she was filthy, lousy, hot.

I kept my car immaculate, so without care I watched in amazement as she left a luster of saliva anywhere a trace of her succus could 've been detected. My gumption of humor momentarily got the better of me as I commented, `` Or, you could just lick it clean. ``

She happened to be finishing her task at that very import, so she flashed that bright smile at me again. `` Happy to be of service ! ``

I laughed, still trying to calculate her out. `` okey, Ashley, let 's go.

She joined me at the front of the car and I took her hand, leading her into the Park. The synodic month was high and bright, so we had no difficulty navigating. In no time we reached our terminus at the top of the pocket-sized hill. It was obviously an artificial hill, as its shape was too utter and its placement too singular to be natural. Here, there was a clearing with a circular plateau covered in dipsomaniac, manicured grass, and sparsely outlined with concrete backless benches mounted to concrete pads.

I had let go of Ashley 's hand. She instead hugged my arm as she 'd done the nighttime before, and I happily accepted her. After surveying our surroundings, we stared for various moments at the synodic month, and I was at peacefulness. I then looked at her and she at me. I kissed her softly and slowly, and she accepted me.

What the fuck are you doing ? Are you fucking crazy ? I could n't facilitate myself. She was just so fucking adorable on my arm and I got lost in the minute. I pulled from her slowly, and again she flashed her knowing smile at me.

As I turned back to the moon, the storm started churning in my principal, and I knew I had to act quickly.

'' Okay, Ashley, '' I said, `` Take off your dress and hand it to me. ``

The mischievous smile again as she tossed her purse to the side of meat, then she reached down and gathered the hem of her dress and slid it up over her athletic form, and I was again entranced. Once she was free of the garment, she offered it plainly to me and asked matter-of-factly, `` Boots, too ? ``

'' No, proceed the boots. '' stiff, boy.

She just smiled at me as she stood there in the moonlight, blazon at her sides, wooden leg slightly parted, watching me take her in. She did n't fiddle, and her chin was mellow as she presented herself to me. She had n't been wearing a bra, tonight, so she was now a clean, unencumbered form, glorious in her perfection. My lumbus were already stirring again.

God, she was magnificent. The moonlight was bright enough to show off every line and curve of her torso. She was curvy but firm, somewhat muscular, but still completely and utterly feminine. She was everlasting. Her medium breasts held themselves in situation, two perfectly proud mounds, perfectly fitted with perfectly intemperately nipples. Her hips were breathtaking, framing perfectly her impressively sculpted belly, and reaching down to her gorgeous, muscular legs seamlessly.

'' Turn around, '' I commanded. `` Slowly. '' She complied without hesitation.

As she turned, I was in awe of her fantastic beauty. She was a creature shaped by the hand of God, if there were such a matter. I was in the presence of immensity. When she had turned ninety degrees, I instructed her to halt, and I noticed that her back was arched ever so slightly, pushing her boob and ass outward in her presentation. I began moving around her, admiring her in at my own pace. Her bed was round and undimpled.

'' Do you work out ? You 're in excellent soma, '' I complimented.

Her response came easily, without hesitation or pride or shame, and seemed almost calculated. `` Thank you. I work out a little, but I play soccer and volleyball on my school team. I used to be in gymnastics and had a couple of years of ballet when I was new. Also, I like to float a lot, but that 's just for fun. And I was a cheerleader last year, but I quit because of the drama. ``

I chuckled quietly. Oh, is that all ? How jazz perfect are you ? For the first fourth dimension ever, I wished I was a better man, just to not disappoint this one woman.

From behind her, I reached my script between her legs, and gently stroked once across her labia, and she twitched. I smiled greatly at this as I pulled back a finger moistened with the succus apparently flowing from her. I came around to her front, presented the finger's breadth to her, and told her to carefully cream up the drops so as not the batch her lip rouge. She did exactly that. I believed I could recount her to do anything, and It would be done. I wondered what seam she would n't cross.

I ran my hired hand slowly, lightly down her discover form, from her berm down the interior of her business firm, shapely boob, down her firm, toned abdomen, and down the social movement of her inviting pelvis. When my fingertips glazed over her clitoris, she flinched again, and I finished my journey at her opening, running one finger purposefully between her still moistened labia. This elicited a gasp from her, and I smiled again as I withdrew my hand from her and brought it this meter to my own oral cavity. I had to taste her.

She was dulcet, and she intoxicated me with her nip. I could hear my heartbeat in my capitulum again, and feel the increasing dissatisfaction in my loin. I dropped her dress to the side, and swiftly wrapped my aright arm around her waist, taking the belittled of her back in my helping hand. I laid her down upon the trimmed sens, positioning my still fully-clothed trunk between her legs.

I leaned over her, reaching my handwriting up to disturb her expression. When my finger passively touched her lip, she opened her mouth, taking it in and sucking gently. I withdrew my finger's breadth from between her sassing, which she then left parted, and I began exploring her torso more earnestly.

I reached first for her right chest. I drew my hired man down her elegant neck, carefully down her chest and traced gentle circles carefully around her nipple several times before gently and firmly taking her white meat in my handwriting. She was impossibly firm as I scoped the topography of her mound, coming to rest with her nipple between my thumb and forefinger. I squeezed gently, eliciting a soft groan from her now heavily breathing mouth, and lightly rolled her nipple back and forth. When I released her nipple, she sighed.

I moved my script to her left breast, cupping her straight away. As I did this, I lowered my backtalk upon her in good order nipple, and gently took it in. Ashley gasped again as I rolled the pap with my tongue while I tenderly massaged her other titty. I let the mammilla fall from my oral fissure, but let my tongue explore its intricacies further, circling and gently flicking as I began piece of work on the early nipple with my fingers.

After a short while, I sat up from her on my articulatio genus, taking her in again. Her arms were stretched to either side of her, palms down, and her oculus were closed. She was so have sex beautiful, I could barely contain myself. I wanted to worship every column inch of her body, and I knew I 'd need to do it again and again.

I leaned forward and positioned my mitt on either sides of her, and centered my head above her breasts, then moved to position a soft kiss directly between her pile. Keeping my mouth open, I glided my face down along her figure, teasing first one position of her tummy, then the other. From there, I planted osculation, tracing a lineage down the front of her pelvis to the top of her bequeath thigh, then continuing down almost to her knee. I then raised her left leg into the air, and began tracing kisses up the inside of her leg ever so slowly toward her dripping sex, stopping just as I reached it.

I spread her ramification far apart and raised them into the air as I positioned my arms under them, then let them come to rest on my biceps as I curled my arms over her. My grimace was almost touching her, and my breath pushed hard against the fury before it. As I began planting buss above and to the English of her entry, I could hear Ashley moaning again, pleading again. I teased her relentlessly, enjoying fully this conquering splayed out before me.

She belonged to me. I 'd done this countless multiplication before, and it always happened the Sami way. I would ask her what she wanted, and she would say something generic, like, `` I want you. '' I would enjoin her to me more specific as I continued to tease her. She would say something like, `` I want your clapper, '' and I would again tell her to be more specific. This would go on, back and forth, until I got an result that satisfied me, and then I would satisfy her. This, or I would grow tired of asking, and decide to just love her. Always the same.

'' What do you want ? ``

Ashley 's response, `` I want to palpate your spit carving tunnels into me. I want to find your mouth sucking on my clit. I want you to disembowel your name along the inside of my pussy. ``

I went mad with furious, passionate, poverty-stricken confusion, and labor my lingua into her like I 'd never done to any fair sex before, and was rewarded with a belittled yelp. I could n't get abstruse enough. As thick as I got, I needed more. I began writhing my tongue inside her, and was motivated by one simple Holy Writ, over and over again : `` Yes. '' She did n't shout out it, but merely spoke it, and did it with such satisfaction, such command, that there was no mistaking that I was serving her completely. She knew that I was the one with the penury, not her. I needed her to praise me for pleasing her, as surely as I needed solid food or drink or air. She was all that mattered to me in that present moment, and she knew it.

My erection manifested fully again as I continued on her, in her, for I do n't do it how hanker. My face was bathed in her succus. I alternated between slipping my lingua into her, and sucking and flicking and biting her button. All the time I kept kissing her. All I felt was need. I was compelled to satisfy her. After a patch, I retracted my justly arm from under her, and introduced two fingers, working them in a curling motion as I repeatedly stroked them in and out, all the while working her button with my tongue. I could feel her excitement construction, as I heard her breathing go shoal and her leg muscular tissue start to stimulate on my arm. Soon, I will be rewarded.

Almost immediately, Ashley started to shake violently, and I could learn her calling out softly and shakily. The shaking kept intensifying until I knew she would break under the focus. Finally, she went silent and locked up, squeezing my psyche mercilessly between her hefty second joint. I continued undeterred and unabated until I felt her body start to go limp. Even then, I did not intercept. I removed my fingers from her and began softly, painstakingly, and lovingly licking her down from her culmination, and I continued this until I felt her hands reach down to retrieve me.

With both mitt, she softly pulled my face all the way up to her own, where she looked me deep in the centre and kissed me passionately. I did not dissent, and I was not afraid. I was engulfed in her rapture, and all was mighty with the world.

Finally, she released me from the kiss and said, `` Thank you. ``



V. I sat up slowly, troubled by the impression that something was amiss. I was concerned that I was so caught up in her already that I would recede myself, and I simply could not reserve that to happen. I looked at her as she propped herself up on her elbows to smile at me. I just smiled back at her, as if in some variety of enchantment. After a few present moment of this, I decided to subscribe her home.

She spoke before I could, `` Wow, that was great. You were awesome. Now come here, I want to try something. '' She leapt from the primer effortlessly and began walking to one of the nearby benches.

You want to try something ? No Sir Thomas More than two transactions before, she had been flooding my brass with her sex, shaking and sweating to my touch and tongue. Now, she was up and about like nothing had happened. I tried desperately to understand her angle. In one moment, she was a boiling hot sex object ( or predator, I still could n't forecast out which ), the next she was a bubbly mellow schooler, capable of breaking out into cheer at any moment. I simply could not figure her out.

'' What do you possess in mind ? '' Way to tell her the plan, Dude.

She motioned to one of the terrace and said, `` Here. Lay down here. ``

'' O.K.. '' I was n't about to correct her grammar ; I was simply complying with her instructions. I was still feeling more and more like this was a bad approximation, but I could n't help myself. My incarcerate erecting was hurting, and my head was beginning to.

'' delay, '' came Ashley 's voice as I reached the bench. `` consume off your apparel before you lay down, '' she commanded, without really commanding at all.

'' Oh really, now ? '' I was still playing the part, still trying to look like I was composed.

She started doing that juke shyness thing again, where she twisted her body back and Forth River. Had I been altogether there, it might throw occurred to me that such a demonstration was a ridiculous picture, since she was strutting around in zippo but combat rush, and not shy about that at all. `` Yup, I think you really kinda should. ``

'' If you insist, '' as I started taking off my shirt. I 'd gotten down to my underwear and was in the outgrowth of removing them when I watched her retrieve something from her pocketbook, then quickly hide whatever it was behind her back. `` Is that a condom ? ``

'' Nope, '' she happily chimed.

'' Do I postulate one ? ``

'' Probably, '' she playfully, yet cryptically surrendered.

Here we go. I retrieved one of a few from my drawers sac, and suddenly remembered my camera.

When I started to spread out the package, she jumped at me. `` Wait ! I wan na do it. I 've never done it before, can I ? ``

'' sure as shooting, '' as I handed the software program to the detached hand she offered, as her other was behind her back. I then finished stripping and began to lie down again as I noticed her returning to situate the nameless thing back into her bag. She quickly returned to me as I had reached a well-heeled position.

Ashley was absolutely beaming, now. `` O.K., fix ? ``

'' Lem me have it. ``

With that, she tore upon the wrapper and extracted the preventative from its packet. She handled the thing cumbersomely but confidently as she examined it closely. As she approached me, I realized that I had probably never been harder in my integral life than I was at that second, and an electric car jolt ran through me as soon as she wrapped her left hand around the shaft to make a motion it into position.

She 'd said she 'd never done this before, but she was proceeding like a pro. She had me expertly dressed in to a lesser extent than 30 irregular, at which decimal point she gingerly exclaimed, `` Done ! ``

I had to express joy at this. Somehow, I was starting to unbend. I just kept telling myself to go with it and contain cerebration so much. Perhaps I was beginning to listen.

'' Are you ready, '' she asked casually, as if we were about to take in a movie.

'' Come here, '' I answered.

She swung a leg over me, and it was clear that with the peak of the bench, she was not tall enough to extend to the top of my shaft to select me in. Apparently quite the job solver, she slid upward on me, my humanness pinned under her to my belly, until her entrance was even with the tip. Then she stood as richly as she could, leaned forward with incredible aplomb and balance wheel, reached back to take detention of me, and guided me into her as she moved slowly backward. She did this without ceremony, but certainly not without grace.

As I felt Ashley 's sex slowly postulate me in, I was amazed by how slopped she was. Had she not been so wet, this surely would 've been dreadful for her. It may bear been painful anyway.

Then I stopped thinking, and allowed myself to be mesmerized by the experience unfolding over me. I realized that since she 'd first straddle me, she 'd been looking me in the eye. It was n't for steering ; there were no interrogative in her look. Only compactness. It did n't topic, anyway. As her affectionate folds enveloped me, I understood that there was nowhere else I 'd rather be. She was staring, and, right now, she was mine.

The unconscious process seemed to take forever, and I desperately needed to fulfill her. Finally, I felt her quiet heap touch my pelvis, and I knew that she 'd taken all of me. She stopped here briefly, then slowly began to rock back into a erect location, putting more insistency on me and forcing more of my manhood into her. Her eye still on mine, once she was upright, I felt her shift key all of her exercising weight onto me as she lifted her human foot from the ground, and my hands came to remain on her thighs. Once she 'd established the counterbalance she was comfortable with, and she was using her hands on my abdomen only to maintain that residual, she closed her eyes.

'' Oo, is n't this nice, '' she cooed. I bathed in her dish. She was surely the most adorable animate being I had ever seen. She sat motionless, impaled on top of me. This was, quite possibly, the greatest moment of my life. After a few arcminute of her balanced atop me, she opened her eyes.

'' okay, '' she chirped, `` Ready to try something new ? ``

'' There 's more, '' I asked, genuinely perplexed.

'' I 'll be right field back. '' Then, after all the effort she 'd just put in to getting herself into position, she reversed the operation, sliding upwards off of me. When she 'd finally cleared me, she shifted her system of weights to the side and swing her loose leg back over, and she was off me. `` Do n't go anywhere. ``

'' Do n't occupy. '' I meant it. I smiled as I tasted her on my goatee.

She went to her purse, and recovered the thing I 'd forget about, then started playfully swaying back to the bench.

'' Okay, what have you got there ? '' I was actually eager to line up out.

With impassioned agitation, `` Your handcuffs ! '' She swung them around to display the cuffs I 'd absent-mindedly allow for on the center cabinet, which she must birth picked up when my back was turned.

'' What do you want with those ? '' Of course of instruction, I knew the answer, but that could n't be right. She had submitted to me, had n't she ? Even if she had n't, it still looked like she had, did n't it ?

'' I want to cuff your deal behind your vertebral column while I ride you. ``

Oh my god. Somehow, she had just uttered the most beautiful words ever spoken, and they sounded wrong. She was telling me to submit to her. This teenage girl was taking control. I could n't stop it. I could n't say no. I did n't desire to say no. I was hesitant and eager and confused and dead sure. This was not what I wanted ten minute ago, but it 's what I wanted now.

Apparently, I was taking too long resolution. `` Oh, please, can I ? '' My god, she was so damnably cute.

Still trying to be coolheaded, `` Sure. ``

She actually jumped with joy. `` Yay ! Okay, put your helping hand behind your rachis. '' It was difficult, as the mass of the Bench made wrapping my arms around it backward nearly painful. Once the cuffs were closed, however, and I was able to unbend my munition, I became quite comfortable.

'' Comfy ? '' She was precious.

'' Yup, '' I answered truthfully.

'' good. '' Ashley started walking toward her dress, and I began to panic. `` Okay, I 'm just going to run down to your car for a sec and I 'll be right back, I promise. ``

Fears of my car, my wearing apparel, my wallet, and everything else I had here being stolen and me being discovered in this most immodest position were diminished only slightly by the fact that she 'd just voluntarily reassured me, rather than hollo me a mug. My erection was fading rapidly, though, a fact that did not escape her attention.

She made her way back to me while redressing, and began lovingly massaging my softening manhood. `` Oh, do n't be worried. I promise I 'm just going to your car, then I 'll be properly back. reliance me ? ``

Like I had a choice. Best to not antagonise her. `` okeh, I trust you. ``

'' Good. '' With that, she gave my shaft one good squeeze, then reached into my shorts and retrieved my key fruit before sauntering off. `` Be justly back ! '' Then she disappeared from sight, and I felt a footling like throwing up.



VI. I heard some talking, but only Ashley 's vox, and I could n't reach out the wrangle. Did she have a cellular phone phone ? I then heard my trunk open and closing, and a few proceedings later, Ashley reappeared carrying my bag of tricks, and I got a small dizzy.

'' Told you I 'd be in good order back, '' and she dropped the bag next to me. `` Okay, after you were so assertive that you do n't mess up around with kids'stuff when I asked you about your handcuff, I figured that you might have Sir Thomas More stuff with you. So, I looked in your trunk and found these. ``

She must ingest seen the fear in my eyes, because she continued. `` Oh, hey, do n't freak out, okay ? Right now I just want to put these articulatio talocruralis handlock on you, too, and that 's it, I promise. '' My hesitation was apparently obvious. `` Please ? It 's just to discharge the… scene ? You 're already handcuffed, so adding the ankle joint cuff does n't really reach a veridical difference. It just completes the humor. '' She pulled my condom off and started stroking my utterly defeated manhood again. Pouting at me, she added, `` Please ? You 'll enjoy it, I promise. ``

Fuck it. `` Okay, sure. ``

Ashley did n't say anything, but her irrepressible giddiness reappeared in full force. She had to sleep together I was uneasy, and she winked at me, then started sucking me. It took only a few moment of her attention to return me to wide rigourousness. Once she 'd reach her end, she withdrew and smiled at me before again removing her attire, and her charge this time, too. Then she took out the leg irons, and fastened them together under the Bench. Again, once the attachment was complete and I relaxed, I was comfortable.

She simply beamed at me. This stunning miss was paying me more attention than I thought I deserved at this point. She leaned over my face before kissing me foresighted on the sass. I reciprocated wholeheartedly. She then stood up and said, `` Okay, here we go. ``

I became a little occupy. `` Okay, did you get another condom ? ``

'' Oh, Sweetie, '' she said, `` I wo n't let you make out in me. ``

Had it been any early day, I 'd have flipped my darn. Right now, all I could make do was, `` okay. '' Well, at to the lowest degree I 'll really feel her. I had to choose comfort where I could find it.

Though I paid it no attention, I was vaguely aware of something concealed in her hired hand as she repeated the summons of mounting me. She lost a full in of clearance when she had removed her boots, but still had legs just long enough to make clearance and maintain traction. Apparently having done it once before helped because this clock time the mount went a trivial bit more quickly. She still took her time sliding me into her, apparently relishing the experience. I could n't blame her, because her slippery sex accepting my exposed manhood seemed the very definition of bliss, and she was more slippery than I ever could give imagined, and so, so hot. Again, she was watching me through the physical process, but this time she had a smile on her face. Her smile seemed to say, `` I own you now, you know ? '' I certainly did know.

Ashley continued back as far as she could, and again rocked herself slowly upright until I was fully sheathed in her glory. This time, however, she did not overturn her pegleg from the ground. Instead, she just sat there, impaled on my naked manhood, and said to me quietly, `` Perfect. '' She really was.

We were like this for only a few minute before she lifted her left bridge player, and I saw what she was concealing. It was, in fact, a cell headphone. It was n't a big, summerset job, either ; it was one of those new pocket-size ones that fit in your pocket. Money.

She began dialing a number. I did n't immediately affright, because I expected she was calling a friend to tell about how she was riding `` that Deejay. '' I 'd never had it bechance mid-coitus before, but there 's a maiden sentence for everything.

'' Hey ! … Yeah, … I 'm on him right now ! … I know ! … Find out for yourself. ``

Huh ?

'' I know ! … I KNOW ! … No… Oh, I have n't told him yet… ''

Huh ?

'' O.K., how long ? … Twenty proceedings, got it… Oh, I 'm pretty sure as shooting I can keep him entertained… What for ? … okay, so long as you remembered the camera… ''

What ?

'' Okay… Okay… See you soon… Mwah ! … Bye ! ``

Out loud this metre, `` What ? ``

Ashley tossed the cell phone to the grass. `` Okay, that was Kim, she 's my practiced champion, and she 's on her way here, and she might want to ride you, too. ''

She was so damned cheerful about the altogether thing I just let it slide.

'' Also, she 's bringing a digital camera so we can claim pictures. ``

'' Oh, Ashley, you have got to be shitting me. '' Before I could resist further, she started rocking back and Forth River on me, and I lost some composure.

'' Come on, it 'll be fun, '' Ashley assured me between labored breaths.

'' No, it wo n't '' Her apparent motion on me were making it more difficult to reason effectively.

'' What are you going to do about it ? '' She smiled triumphantly. `` Just let it hap. Like I said, you 'll relish it. ``

I capitulated utterly, losing my ability to object in the waves of joy she unleashed upon me. `` OK. ``

Ashley started riding me in earnest, eyes closed, rocking back and forth and position to side and round and around. I laughed to myself as a thought occurred to me. I 'll bet she 's had sex before.

She was really working now, losing herself in the superstar. Honestly, I was right there with her. I was a peaceful participant in this upshot, but she was stimulating me, and doing a damned good job of it. She had shed a most beautiful stratum of stew. It dripped down her temples, down her boob, down her taut abs. And I could feel her juice pouring out over me. The slush haphazardness coming from our sex was disgusting and dirty and beautiful. She was so love hot I could n't stand it. Harder and harder she rode and after respective minutes, I knew I would n't conclusion much longer.

I summoned the strength to speak. `` Ashley. '' She did n't know me. Louder, `` Ashley. ``

Finally, without looking at me, she responded almost as if I was annoying her. `` Yeah ? ``

'' I 'm gon na come in soon… You got ta stop now. ``

Again, she failed to respond. `` Ashley, … YOU HAVE TO STOP NOW… ''

A few present moment later, and punctuated by travail external respiration, `` Okay, … But I got ta tell apart you… Something first… might freak you out a little… ''

I knew I had only seconds left. Urgently, `` Ashley, … Okay what ? … ''

'' I 'm only sixteen… ''

I came right there. I came so blinking hard. And I came forever. And I poured what felt like gallons of my sex directly into her. She felt my flood as she started flailing wildly on my uncover and violently erupting manhood, her kitty spasming around my bare cock, milking me for Thomas More even as I delivered more to her. From the start, she began repeating, `` Oh my god oh my god oh my god, '' until I lost track of her manner of speaking. I came into her until I knew I could n't total any to a greater extent, and then I did just that. Still, she bucked on me, repeating, `` ohmygodohmygodohmygod… '' I almost passed out from the sensational overload just as she collapsed on my chest with a final, almost inaudible, `` Oh my god. ``

We laid there for however longsighted it takes for lifetime to be reignited, and she began to put forward, sitting up again as soon as she was able, ensuring that my now softening cock would stay locked in place.

Very conscious of my position inside her, I spoke. `` Only 16, huh ? ``

Her response was slow. `` Yeah, just last calendar month. Told you I turned eighteen. Really sixteen. ``

I stared at her blankly. `` Nice. '' Real fucking nice.

She offered coolly, `` Not nearly as courteous as the look on your typeface when I told you. '' She giggled a little.

'' screw, Ashley ... ''

'' Oh shut up and unstrain. I wo n't narrate anyone. '' Even now, she was smiling at me.

'' And I came in you. I mean I really, really came in you. A lot. ``

Her smile grew wider than I thought possible and she said dreamily, `` I know. ``

'' You said you would n't let that bump. '' I was really trying to cope.

'' I know. ``

Getting a short angry now, and still inside her, I waited for an explanation. When it became seeming that none was forthcoming, I asked, `` So what the screwing, Ashley ? ``

'' I lied. '' I waited for more, but that was apparently all she had to say.

'' You lied. ``

Still smiling cheerfully at me, `` Yeah. ``

I was really starting to get sloshed, now. `` Goddamn it, Ashley… ''

'' Relax, I 'm on the pill. I was just messing with you. Everything 's fine. ``

I was dying. At least, I wished I could die. `` Everything 's fine ? Everything 's amercement ? Everything is not fucking fine, Ashley. ``

'' Yes it is. ``

'' No, it 's fucking not. ``

Then she looked down at me with a new look that terrified me. Her heart rung of command, consequence, penalty, obedience. `` Yes, Vincent, it is, '' and I knew I was done. I was now properly frightened.

'' Okay. '' I had officially given up. Then I heard the car pulling in, and Ashley changed right back into cheeriness, which seemed to be her mode of default.

Without removing herself from my cock, and now back at replete perkiness, `` Yay, Kim 's here ! ``

Yay, Kim 's here. Fucking A rightfulness, Kim 's here .