Rob had a territory of seven states, but not all of them were equally visited. For most of the year, he had regular trips to just three major metropolitan areas. He was typically all work on these trips; gym and meals at the hotel, working around the clock and focusing on his customers. But he was finding one city more enjoyable than the rest at the moment. To be honest, it was one customer. To be even more honest, it was one person - Ashley.
He had been managing the account for about two years, but Ashley had only joined in the last six months. He'd noticed her right away, of course. Mid-thirties, with shoulder length, raven black hair, a bright smile and legs to the moon and back. It had taken Rob two more trips before he'd had a chance to spend any time with her for other than the customary introductions. It was all in a professional setting, so he would not have classified it as flirting, but it was...playful, engaging. Somewhere between 'more than just business,' but less than 'whatcha doin' later?'
Over the next few trips, he saw Ashley more frequently and made a point of dropping her and her team hints as to when he would be coming over next. She was always there with a big smile and a "Hey, Rob!," helping him get settled into the office, getting him coffee etc, but then she was always back to work, always professional. Until two trips ago.
Like most things in life, there was nothing special to announce that something big was about to happen, that some event was going to change things. Rob loved his job and his ever-changing interactions with his customers; new faces, new people whose problems he would help to solve, and who were helping him to make a very comfortable living. In fact, life on the road for him was just that - a great opportunity to make some really great money at his relatively young age.
The lack of responsibility was going to come to a close at some point. Being in his early-thirties, Rob knew he had a few more years of this life. He was attractive enough to date regularly and he led a lifestyle that helped his tall, athletic frame. Some partying, sure, but mostly good living, a healthy diet, and knowing how to get the most out of the gym. So when Ashley had invited him to a happy hour one night on this particular trip, he was happy to get out and have some social time with his favorite customer.
He arrived at the bar a little late, so he was not surprised to see a table with eight or nine people there already. He knew everyone, from the two guys in accounting and the 'sports guy' whose name he could never remember even though all they talked about was sports. Then there were the three women from project management, who were all super-nice, but obsessed with their kids. He didn't mind it of course but, after a few "ah, look how cute..." chats around pictures on their cellphones, he'd lost interest pretty quickly. He did not see Ashley, yet.
After spending some time with Janice from the project team, Rob had excused himself and gone to the bar for a drink, where Ashley surprised him by sliding onto the stool next to him.
"Hi," she said, before he'd even had chance to register her presence. "Thanks for coming out tonight."
"Hey! Where did you come from?" was all he could manage in reply.
That means you were looking for her.
"Were you looking for me?" she smiled back.
And she can read minds!
"I, uh, yeah, I guess..." said Rob, trying to recover. "You invited me, remember?"
Good save, idiot!
"I'm just teasing you. I'm glad you came. What are you drinking?"
"I'm not sure. What do you have there?
Ashley smiled again, almost guiltily, as she played with the stem of her glass.
"OK, don't judge me, promise?" she giggled. "But it's a Cosmo. I know, super clique and all that, but...I don't know...I'm just not in a wine mood and this just sounded sweet and fun, and I wanted something kinda fun tonight."
She said the last bit while looking him straight in the face. Had he imagined that, or was she really flirting with him? Did she care what he thought of her?
"So, I don't think you should get a Cosmo," Ashley continued, "But they do have this great drink called a Martinez, which you should totally try."
He did, and she was right, it was great. They went back to the table and Rob sat next to Janice once more, with Ashley pushing in on the end, next to him. It was too hard to yell across the table at people and, as everyone seemed to be pairing up into smaller conversations, Rob did the natural thing and turned his attention to Ashley.
The conversation flowed easily and, after the required "How has your first few months with the company been?" and "I'm sorry, but your ex sounded like a total tool...," he learned that Ashley was super-smart, well-educated, liked dancing in clubs but got most of her fun either working out or hanging with friends. She'd been married for all of two seconds, right out of college, but that was way back in the distance of her rear-view mirror. Ashley was funny, witty and kind of goofy, like the time she visited a psychic with her best friend.
"So, again, don't judge me," she began. "But we were a little drunk and just went to do it. It was a mutual dare kinda thing."
"OK, so what did you find out? Past lives? Does the spirit of Joan of Arc speak through you? What?"
"Nothing like that, she didn't hypnotize us." Ashley laughed. "But she read my palm, the usual. I will live a long, full life, apparently, thank you very much. But I have a reckless side that plays out in dangerous choices."
"Really?" Rob replied, immediately intrigued. "The psychic told you that? Those exact words? Seems pretty bold for-"
"No," Ashley interrupted, "Not in so many words, but it was implied. And it is kinda true."
"So, what sort of dangerous things do you do?" Rob asked, eagerly.
The flirting was getting thicker – there was no mistaking it this time – and even though they were squeezed in on the end of the table, they may as well have been the only two people around.
"Let's just say I like taking risks." said Ashley.
"Well, I've gone skydiving a few times, bungee jumps, and some pretty intense rock climbing. Oh, then there's the naked yoga, which isn't risky, per se, but it's just as...intense."
Rob felt the air suddenly close around him as he turned to her, shielding their conversation from prying ears.
"Naked yoga, huh?" he whispered back. "What, exactly, is naked yoga? Where do you do it?"
"My studio does this thing on Friday nights and, before you ask, it's women-only. You're there in a room with the instructor and maybe four, five other women. It's hot and we're all au naturale. It's a little too 'new age' for me, but it's supposed to improve confidence, and all that. I get too self-conscious doing it, though, spend more time looking at myself in the mirror, silently criticizing all my flaws, actually fell over a few times, too. That was embarrassing."
She leaned in a little.
"They're talking about a co-ed class, though," she said. "Which I'll probably take at least once. Could be interesting...?"
She looked at Rob and batted her eyes just a little. Or maybe he was imagining it. Either way, it was getting a little hot in the bar. He was already picturing her, ass in the air, her hair covering her face, those amazing C-cup tits pointing to the ground, her hard nipples...
"You alright?" he heard Ashley say. "You seem lost in thought? You do yoga, correct?"
Rob snapped back into the conversation, but stored his fantasy for later.
"Yeah, I do yoga." he replied, casually. "Not great at it, but I can hold my own."
"I'll bet you can..."
She was definitely flirting now.
"Next time you're in town, we should take a class."
"I'd like that. Thanks for the invite, again."
The party was breaking up and they parted soon after, but not before getting firm dates and times for Rob's next trip which, he'd already decided, was going to be the next week. Yoga was quickly added to his schedule and Rob knew that the seven days he'd have to wait, would drag slower than a snail in a puddle of honey.
He knew this was going to be a normal yoga class, not naked or anything but still, the image of Ashley gleaming with sweat in various positions - always with her mat right in front of his, with a great view of her ass and between her legs - filled Rob's nights with more than a few solo stroking sessions.
They met at her studio after work. There were a good twenty or so people in the class as they picked up their mats and sat next to one another, Rob just a little disappointed that she was not in front of him, as his fantasy dictated.
For the next fifty minutes, they both focused on their yoga as much as possible but Rob, being neither yogi nor celibate, could not help but sneak a few surreptitious glances Ashley's way. Those legs, that ass...his mind was working overtime imagining her in all kinds of other positions, mostly on him, and it was during one of these lustful gazes that she caught him staring.
Smiling back at him, Ashley returned to her practice, and Rob hoped he'd not crossed a line.
When class was over, Ashley was straight there, helping Rob with his mat.
"You liked?" she asked.
Rob wasn't sure if she meant the class, or her.
"Great. I loved it." he replied, covered on both counts.
"Oh, good. Look, I'm starving, as usual after these workouts. Unless you have other plans, how about we get cleaned up and grab a bite to eat?"
"Great! Though I could really use a shower. That was more of a workout than I'm used to, if you know what I mean. Listen, my hotel is super-close and I'd just hop in for a quick rinse off, then I'm good to go?"
Ashley looked around them, as though checking that there wasn't anyone around from work, or somebody else who knew her.
"OK, so how about this?" she said, her voice deep and low. "I could really use a shower, too. How about if I come with you and just jump in after you? Would you mind? No-one has to know, it can be our little secret."
Rob was getting hard just thinking about Ashley in his shower. He had to move, or say something, right now.
"Your secret's safe with me," He smiled. "Grab your stuff, let's go."
Rob threw down his gym bag and showed Ashley where the bathroom was.
"You can go first," he said, thinking it was the gentlemanly thing to do, but also desperate to picture her naked body just feet away from him, in his shower.
Ashley headed straight in and Rob could hear the water running in seconds. It was then that he realized he urgently needed to pee.
Every second of hearing Ashley in the shower seemed like minutes. Rob ran through the decision tree of either going all the way downstairs to the lobby bathroom, or interrupting her, asking her to hurry up etc., but none of them seemed like the best move, so he waited. In fact he waited at least thirty seconds after the water had stopped before knocking on the bathroom door.
"Hey, uh, Ashley?" he called. "Sorry to do this to you, but I really need to...pee."
Ashley emerged with a towel wrapped around her body, her natural post-workout beauty shining from every pore. Rob would have loved to savor the sight a few moments longer, but he was in too much pain to stop.
"Not how I was thinking this was going to go..." Ashley smiled. "But I guess you'd better get in there."
Rob was so used to being on his own, and was in such a hurry, that he did not close the door. The heavy sound of his stream hitting the water in the bowl, was unmistakable.
Ashley hovered for a quick second, then moved away from the door.
"Hop straight in the shower when you're done, yeah?" she called in. "But don't come out here just yet. I'm gonna change, OK?"
Rob did as he was told but, after he was done, he realized all his clean clothes were back in the room. Grabbing a towel, he poked his head around the bathroom door.
"Hey, I need to grab some clothes..." he said, almost apologetically.
Ashley was sitting on the bed watching TV and drinking a bottle of water.
"No problem." she replied. "Fair's fair, right? You got to see me in my towel, so... oh, and I hope you don't mind, but I grabbed a water. Girl's gotta hydrate."
"Sure, help yourself."
Rob stepped back into the room and quickly rooted about for his clean clothes. Diving back into the bathroom, he caught Ashley's eyes in the mirror above the desk, checking him out.
Ashley insisted on discretion again when they chose the hotel restaurant to eat.
"I won't know anybody here, so there won't be any gossip." she'd explained. "I just don't need any drama right now, y'know?"
They were settled in a nice corner table before noticing they were completely alone in the restaurant, except for a few folks in the bar in the other room.
"Cosmo?" Rob asked, when the waiter came to take their order.
Having just seen her half naked, and picturing her fully naked for the past week, he wasn't afraid to flirt openly with her, now.
"Ha, no, no Cosmo, thanks smart guy." she replied. "But how about some wine? Let's be adventurous. You order our meals, and I will select the wine? Just two people living on the edge. What do ya' say?"
"I can't think of anything more dangerous." said Rob, sarcastically.
As they ate their salads, salmon and roasted vegetables, and drank the white wine, they continued their conversation from the bar the previous week.
"You totally put the idea in my head about 'naked yoga.'" said Rob. "When we first started, I was imagining trying to do that class naked."
"Were you picturing just you naked? Or everybody else?"
"Oh, everyone, of course." he answered, too quickly.
"I see. So you were picturing me naked?"
"Actually, I'd already done that last week. This time, it was the whole room. The woman behind me was interesting."
"Oh, the one with the tits." Ashley said, matter-of-factly. "The ten-pound tits in the six-pound bag? Yeah, if she had been naked, she could have used those things as pillows for when she did her handstands."
Rob hadn't heard Ashley talk this way before. It was a new, naughty side of her that he desperately wanted to explore and, although it was clear that she was concerned about appearances at work, that image and reputation were important to her, Rob got the feeling that he could risk pushing down this particular path a little further.
"Yeah, she did have quite the set." he ventured. "But that's not my thing. I was just trying to get a rise out of you. "
"So, you're not a tit man." Ashley mused. "OK, I'll bite. And I mean that figuratively as well as literally. What are you, then? You like a girl for her personality? Earlobes? You like a girl with a good portfolio?"
The flirting had gone from teasing to direct, very quickly.
"Nope, I'm an ass man," Rob blurted out.
"I know," replied Ashley. "I could tell straight away."
"Yup, I totally caught you looking."
"OK, busted. But you know you've got a great ass, right?"
"Sure, but every girl likes to get a compliment."
"I'll say it again, then. You have a great ass."
They finished their meal and ordered more wine. The conversation kept going but it veered away from anything truly sexual. Until...
"So, you mentioned something about 'dangerous' in the bar the other night," said Rob. "But you wouldn't go into details."
"OK, so I have to trust you on this," Ashley smiled, leaning in a little. "Which I do, but I need to know this stays between us. I left my last job because things were a little, I don't know, out of control? So this is a strictly 'off the books' conversation, OK?"
"Well I doubt you were a scout, but I guess that will do. So, I'd just broken up with my boyfriend and he was a total dick. I was hurt and I made a few bad choices and wasn't so discreet about who I told. Word got around at work and, well, it was a family-run business and things got kinda uncomfortable for me, so I left. I love what I do here, so I don't want to mess that up. But I have this thing that I, I don't know, I like the rush, the adrenaline of risk. I can't go skydiving every day so I find that I need to get that rush in other ways, ways where I don't have to put boundaries up. Does that make sense?"
"Totally," replied Rob, really wanting to empathize with her. "But when you said 'bad choices,' what does that mean? Did you like rob the place or something?"
"Nope, nothing like that. I, uh, I hooked up with one of the guys at work and was pretty drunk one night and he and one of his friends...well, it was fun, let's leave it at that. But I should have made sure he kept his big mouth shut. That, plus the other thing, well it was too much gossip fodder for them."
The other thing?
Rob started to open his mouth, desperate to know, but Ashley wasn't done.
"Ok, look, we are opening up here," she continued. "So since you're going to ask, I think we all have our things, our turn-ons. The quiet little likes that get us going. I like risk, I like the thrill of it, so I tend to like more non-traditional activities. I can be kinda...naughty. That guy, he knew I liked rough sex, that I liked...anal sex. So he totally blabbed about it to my co-workers. It just got to be too much whispering around me and too many innuendos, so I quit. I've been keeping a low profile ever since and haven't really dated, which totally sucks. A girl has needs, ya' know?"
Rob waited for a moment. Was she telling him that she...?
"So, like, there's been nothing since then?" he clarified. "No action at all?"
"Nope." Ashley replied, with frankness. "Just me and my vibrator, thinking about naked co-ed yoga."
Rob had to lay a discreet hand between his legs, hoping Ashley could not see, or sense, his burgeoning erection.
"So," Ashley continued, much to Rob's relief. "I have been telling you about my 'stuff,' how about a little of your stuff? Come on, tit for tat. Tell me something, anything, so I don't feel so exposed here."
Her using words like 'tit' and 'exposed' were not doing the greatest job of distracting him.
"OK, well I'm a pretty uninhibited guy." Rob began. "I like a girl who can go with the flow, who is just open to whatever happens, as it happens."
"So, let's roll back the clock," Ashley interrupted. "If, for instance, you'd come into the bathroom to pee, before, instead of waiting for me to get out of the shower. If I'd had let you come in and do that and, say, I'd opened the curtain to watch, would that have been 'going with the flow' enough for you? Maybe you would have just stayed there, with me in the shower, curtain open, watching. Maybe you would have refused to leave and I would have had no choice but to rinse off right in front of you."
"Uh, yeah, that would have been, uh, kinda hot."
"Or maybe you would have waited, as you did but, as I got changed in the room, you would have snuck back in and watched me get dressed? Maybe you'd even have told me what to do. Would that have been 'open enough' for you?"
Now it was Rob's turn.
"Sure. Or maybe I would have just kept you naked and had you show me that yoga pose again, but this time with no clothes on?"
"Oh, which pose is that?" Ashley asked innocently. "You mean the one where I stand with my legs far apart and I touch the ground? Or would you make me do the headstand with my legs straight up in the air? Would you make me do that one?"
"If you could hold it for a while, because I'd want you to spread your legs open as you did it, but only if you were good enough to keep it going for a long time."
"Why? What would you do to me?"
He felt Ashley slide her leg under the table and move it up his pants, above his knee, pushing his own legs apart.
"Uh, you would be completely, uh, open." Rob went on. "So I could put my mouth on you and run my tongue across your pussy, down that tight little ass of yours. Do you think you could stay like that? Could you balance if I gave your ass a nice swat while I did that?"
They were both loving the dirty talk and knew where it was headed. As foreplay went, this was pretty hot.
"Do you like a tongue in your ass?" Rob ventured further. "Or just cock?"
"Tongue is good." Ashley smiled over. "Great, even. Finger is good, too. Oh...yeah."
"So, if I were to keep you like that, but come around your front and kneel there, licking your...cunt, and my cock was hanging down by your mouth, that would be OK? Could you keep it up, then?"
"That would be impossible." Ashley replied, shaking her head.
Rob felt disappointment for a second, but then Ashley lifted her head and licked her lips, very deliberately.
"It would be impossible...because I'd want to start grabbing at your cock, then I'd lose my balance, wouldn't I? But then we'd be in a classic sixty-nine position, with you on top, licking my...cunt...as I sucked you off. And, uh, just so I know, for later...if I were to wet my finger and stick it in your ass, would that be OK? Or is it too risky?"
"No, that is, hmmm, no, not too risky for me."
"Great. Because there's also one pose we haven't talked about, where I'm on my knees on the bed, ass up in the air and my head on the mattress looking back so I can see what is going on..."
"What yoga pose is that?"
"Who said it was a yoga pose? I just like it."
"So come on upstairs and show me..."
Their clothes were already sitting in an untidy pile by the front door of Rob's suite, as they continued their foreplay in his dining room. They were naked, mauling at each other from the moment they'd stepped inside.
"Fuck, yes!" Ashley was panting, "God, your body feels so good. Here, kiss my neck."
Rob did as he was told, moving his hands to her right breast and gliding his tongue across her nipple. Ashley gasped and made some raspy sound, way down in her throat, as she grabbed his ass and pulled him in closer.
"Stay here," she said, "I've wanted to do this for some time now."
She dropped to her knees and pulled Rob's cock into her mouth. Her right hand closed around the base while her left hand came up between his legs so she could control the rhythm of his thrusts. She used her index finger to press between his cheeks, resting it on his puckered asshole.
The anticipation of everything she was promising him, caused Rob to instinctively push hard into her and pretty soon he was not just getting a blowjob, but he was fucking her mouth with as much power as he could muster. Only her hand on his cock kept him from pushing it in too far and choking her, but the the fact that he was making her gag, occasionally, was turning him on. What Rob didn't know, was that his forceful fucking of her mouth was turning Ashley on even more.
"Stop, uh, stop." Rob pleaded at last. "I don't want to cum yet. I have other ideas for that. Here, on the bed. Right here."
He pulled Ashley to her feet and kissed her hard on the mouth, grabbing her ass cheeks and pulling her open. As he released her, he brought the palm of his hand swiftly across her ass. Smack!
Ashley moved her legs to either side of Rob's thigh and ground her pussy there - partly for support but mostly because she needed the pressure. She was another person now, someone wild and untamed, and she loved how it felt, not having enjoyed such abandon for a very long time. Rob had said he'd wanted someone to 'go with it,' and she was going to be that girl, not just because she knew it would please him, but that this is what she wanted more than anything right now. If he only knew, that she would do almost anything he asked of her right now.
Lick my ass! Yes, sir.
Suck on my toes! Which ones?
Lay on the bed and masturbate for me! One hand or two?
Let me cum on your tits! Want me to spoon it up with my fingers after?
Hold your ass open for me? What's it to be - finger, tongue, or cock? (please, please, please let it be cock...)
Let me pee on you in the shower? Yes! ...Wait, what?
Rob was going down on her now, licking and sucking on her with an animal frenzy, as image after image went flashing through Ashley's head, getting her hotter and wetter. But that last one was new. She'd never had that fantasy before, but there it was, this powerful, erotic idea embedded in her mind, and she knew she'd have to explore it later. But, for now, she tried to enjoy what was happening to her right at that moment – Rob's head between her legs, eating her out like she'd never been eaten before.
"Please, stick a finger in my ass while you do that." she begged him, as her pussy exploded with heat. "Please!"
Rob inserted a finger into her wet cunt and got it nice and slick with her juices. Then, as he pulled out and she moaned with the temporary loss, he laid his mouth on her rosebud ass and began to circle her hole with his tongue.
At first he just lapped at the edges, teasing and tickling her like he was chasing the sides of a melting ice cream cone. What happened next was more like eating his last meal. He attacked her hole with his mouth, sticking his tongue deep down inside her, using his thumbs to pull her ass apart and explore every inch of that beautiful, sweet hole.
Ashley responded with a combination of "Fuck!," "Jesus!" and "Ohhhh!," all complimented by some incoherent, but very satisfying noises. Mostly, though, it was the opening of her hips and the fact that she was now pulling her knees high up by the sides of her face, that let Rob know he was doing all the right things.
He used that moment to pull out his tongue and shove his slick finger into her ass, right up to the knuckle. It was rough, but not painful, and certainly not cruel, but it was forceful and deliberate, a real you-want-it, you-got-it moment. Keeping his mouth down close to her hole, he pushed in and out with his finger, letting the knuckle smack her gently every time he plunged in deep. He raised his head to look at her directly.
"Like that? Or shall I go back down there and try again?"
"No, that's good, it's sooo good, just keep it there." she moaned. "Now, please fuck me! Give me your cock. I need it, I need it now. Like this..."
Ashley twisted her body so he could enter her from the side and still keep his finger in her ass.
It was a little challenging to do both at once, but Rob couldn't have been more motivated. Finally getting into position, he slid his cock inside her easily; she was so wet now, the slickness of her juices making the sound of their sex louder and more urgent.
"You like that?" Rob panted as he began to fuck her fast. "My cock in your pussy and my finger in your ass? Is that what you did with that guy and his friend? A cock in your ass and one in your cunt? Or was there one in your mouth?"
He had no idea where this was all dirty talk was coming from, but everything told him to keep going, to keep pushing the buttons he could feel were working their magic inside her.
"Or did they take turns?" he continued. "Tell me what they did to you."
"Fu...fu...fuck!" Ashley cried. "It was cock...in my ass...and in my mouth. Then...one of them's fucking me...under me...and the other guy, he's...he's got a dildo in my ass, while rubbing my back. It's really dirty...but you like dirty, don't you? What are you going to do to me now? Tell me what's going to happen."
Rob pulled his finger out of her ass as he looked down at her. Her face was full of the tease, she was goading him, daring him to up the ante.
"Get in that position," he ordered her. "The one you told me about, the one with your ass in the air."
Ashley complied, readily. It was quite the sight. Her ass was glistening with saliva and sweat as she knelt on the bed, legs apart, her asshole staring right up at him, pink and tight. She looked back over her shoulder at Rob, her face a picture of total enticement. He knew he was in complete control for what he wanted to do next.
Ashley watched as Rob spit on his hand. She knew what was coming. Leaning down, Rob gave Ashley's ass a few more licks as he twisted his cock in his hand, getting it well lubed for her ass.
"Are you going to fuck my ass?" Ashley asked, breathlessly "Is that what you're going to do? You gonna stick that cock right up into me? Is that why you have my ass like this? Exposed, open, at your mercy? So you can fuck my tight little ass? Do you think that huge, hot head on your cock is going to fit inside my small ass?"
Her words were spilling out of her but she had no concept of what she was really saying. She was on autopilot, the sight of Rob's huge erection looking over her asshole, simply too much to comprehend.
To Rob, Ashley's ass looked so fucking hot like this, he just let himself go with the moment, slapping her hard across the cheeks. She yelped against it, surprised and stimulated at the same time. Kneeling right behind her, he took his shaft in his hand and used the other to open her ass cheeks and start gently pushing against her hole. Testing her entrance, he eased his cock inside just a little, until she was open enough to go further, then he slid full inside in one, straight spearing motion. Ashley was panting, begging him to both go slow then go faster. Feeling her sphincter clutch and contract around his cock was the sweetest feeling ever, and he wanted to fuck her ass so fast and so hard, there was no turning back from this. Until that moment, they'd both been talking a good game, but now everything fell suddenly silent as they both concentrated on the matter in hand.
Rob pushed himself deeper and deeper into her ass and, other than some indiscernible sounds escaping Ashley's throat, neither said a word. Once he had a nice rhythm and he felt himself getting close, did Rob begin to speak again.
"I thought about cumming in your ass," he growled. "But I think I want to cum on your tits, instead. Would you like that? Me pulling my huge cock out of your ass so you can see me jack off on your gorgeous tits?"
He was close.
"Yes, yes! Whatever you want." Ashley was moaning. "Just do it! Fuck me, baby! Just do it! Fuck my ass! Just promise to make me cum later and you can do whatever you want to me."
It was her dirty talk at the end that just did it for him and, before he even knew what was happening, he exploded inside her, filling her ass with his hot, sticky cum. Even as he pulled out of her, he could not stop ejaculating, dripping himself over her butt cheeks, strings of his cum now sliding down her legs like creamy white rivers.
Ashley let her legs fall before crumpling onto the bed and beckoning him over. Rob lay on top of her, his body still shaking, his heart beating, grasping for his breath or even the ability to speak. "Wow. Just wow!" he panted. "Oh my god. Oh my god!"
"Fuck, that felt good." Ashley added. "Your cum in my ass, I feel so warm."
Rob tilted his head, leaned in and took most of her breast into his mouth, lightly biting against the nipple. She twisted against it, bringing herself up toward him.
"Hmmm, oh yeah..."
He started kissing down her flat belly, bringing his hands under her hips and ass, before positioning himself firmly between her legs and searching out her clit with his tongue.
"Tell me." be breathed upwards. "Tell me what you want me to do."
"Oh, well I'm gonna...I'm gonna cum quick." she panted. "Just don't stop. Your cock in my ass was amazing. Uh...ohhh, fuck! There, there! Make me cum, make me...oh god, I'm yours...just do it, just do what the hell you want....FUCK!"
Rob slid his finger back into her ass as easily as a hot knife into butter. He could feel the rush of her orgasm about to thunder down her body and, as he pressed his tongue against her clit one more time, her hips spasmed, her whole body rising up on her toes, her breasts pushed high to the ceiling.
"Fuck me!!!" she screamed, as Rob kept his mouth on her clit, his finger pushing in and out of her ass.
She continued to buck, wildly, as wave after wave hit her, Rob's mouth wet with her cum, his finger hot and sticky inside her ass.
"Oh Jesus...Jesus..." she whispered, urgently, as she came down and Rob slid his finger out of her. "That was...that was...wow."
Rob watched as Ashley's body returned to an earthly state and he lay his head gently upon her belly, her chest rising and falling in a weary haze of tiredness and gratitude.
Twenty minutes later, they were still entwined upon the bed, gliding hands together like teenagers in love.
"I should probably get up and pee," smiled Ashley, "As we girls need to do."
"Well I need to clean up as well," Rob replied. "So I may hop in the shower."
He gave her a playful smack across her backside as he rose and slid off the side of the bed, into the bathroom.
"Love that tush."
He was already running the shower when she entered the bathroom.
"You coming in?" he asked, already knowing what the answer would be. "You can wash me off, maybe?"
He leaned out of the cubicle and kissed her on the mouth. Not so much a playful peck as a 'hey, you ready for round two?' kinda kiss.
"Sure," Ashley replied, "But I just need to...."
Her voice trailed off as she watched the water flowing over Rob's toned body.
"Ah, what the hell..."
And she stepped inside with him.
The water felt nice and she didn't care what her hair looked like tomorrow. Feeling his lips meet hers as they stood under the spray, she let him run his strong hands down her back, loving how her skin responded; tingling, melting, igniting.
Rob squirted some soap onto his hands and started washing her up.
"I think there was a spot back here that was a little...dirty." he said, over the noise of the water.
"That seems to be the word of the day, no?" Ashley laughed. "Hey, before you get me all lathered up - which I will love, by the way - I need to step out and pee, remember?"
She went to step out of the shower, but Rob pulled her back.
"Just go right here." he said. "I practically peed right in front of you, before. It's no big deal. Besides, if I'm being honest, I think it would be kinda hot."
"It's personal, and sexy as hell. Guys never get to see the real woman, only the stuff on the outside, until they start to get to know each other a bit. So this is kinda, I don't know, it's intimate, so, y'know, just go right here."
Ashley grabbed his hand and turned his palm up, then she took his wrist and pulled him in between her legs so that he was just a few short inches below her pussy.
"Keep it there." she ordered, looking him straight in the eyes.
Supporting herself with one arm against the tiles, she opened her legs, not to squat, but just to open herself up to him.
Rob's finger tingled a little as the first drops of warm liquid fell against his hand and quickly gave way to a strong gush of pee. It splattered uncontrollably for a moment, then slowed to a healthy, steady stream upon his fingers. His eyes were glued to the moment, watching as the yellow liquid pooled in his hand before being splashed out by the shower. He put his other hand on Ashley's shoulder and began to rub her neck. His thumb was under her jawline, as she moved her head and took his thumb in her mouth, licking it then sucking it, hard. Maybe it was the warm shower, or the steam, but Rob felt his legs suddenly weaken, the stirring in his cock pronounced and obvious. She was staring at him, sucking his thumb with her mouth. She'd stopped peeing and was now stood up straight, trapping his other hand between her strong thighs.
"You liked that, huh?" she asked, teasing her tongue around the end of his thumb.
"Uh huh," Rob replied, his eyes still fixed on her, entranced.
"I bet you have to pee now too, huh?"
She grabbed his hardening cock in her hand and let her fingers cup his balls.
"Let me help."
Rob turned to face the wall, but she pointed him back toward her.
"No, no. Stay where you are, I can aim for you," she whispered, with a devilish grin. "Whenever you're ready. No rush. I can talk about waterfalls, if that will help?"
And he suddenly had to pee very badly, but was slow to start. Only a light trickle escaped across Ashley's hand.
"I see what you mean." she said. "This is very...what was the word you used? Intimate?"
By now, Rob had picked up the stream and was arching it across her thigh and onto her hand.
"Let me aim this for you." she said. "Maybe onto my tits?"
She leaned down so she could point his cock directly over her wet breasts. She showered them with his pee, back and forth, then moved his the direction down to her belly.
"And now onto this little patch of pussy hair, right here?"
He was running close to empty as he crouched a little closer to her. Her dark patch of pubic hair was matted with his yellow liquid for only a moment before it, too, was washed away from the shower.
"All done?" she asked, as Rob's eyes remained fixed to her wet landing strip.
"Yes," he replied, sheepishly. "For now, anyway."
May 19, 2018 in anal