After a few minutes, Kim’s voice whispered into my ear. “You know, Dean, I’ve wanted you to fuck me since this afternoon.”
My heart had moved into my head again, and the throbbing was intense. As smooth as I thought I was, I had no idea what to say to that. “So what are we going to do about it?” That was it? That was the best I could do?
Ashley’s voice now, loud enough for us all to hear clearly, “Here’s what you’re going to do about it, Dean: nothing. You’re going to sit there with your hands on the side of the jacuzzi.” I turned to look Ashley in the eye. The hand continued to fondle me, and I knew what was coming next, Kim was going to ride me.
Ashley looked right through me and continued, “And this is what we’re going to do. Kim is going to bend over the side of the jacuzzi over there, and I’m going to lick her and finger her until she comes all over me, and you’re going to watch.”
I was dumbfounded. Speechless, even. Kim’s hand was still working me under the water.
“You’re going to watch, Dean, and you’re going to keep your hands on the side of the jacuzzi where I can see them. Do you know why?” When I didn’t answer for a few seconds, she said, “Answer me, Dean. Do you know why?”
Weakly, my response came. “No.”
“Would you like to know why, Dean?”
I didn’t hesitate this time. “Yes, please.” My face was hot, my mind burning hopelessly, and I became ridiculous.
She smiled. “Because if you’re a good little boy, and you do exactly what I say, Kim’s going to be nice and wet, and maybe, just maybe, if she wants you to, and you ask very nicely, maybe she’ll let you fuck her later. Do you understand?”
“Yes.”
“Say it, Dean.”
“I understand.” Only I didn’t understand. She couldn’t have just spoken those words… Those filthy words. She’d changed. She’d cast off the tenderness, the light-heartedness. She wasn’t the same girl. She wasn’t a girl at all. She was more woman than I’d been prepared to handle, perhaps ever.
“Good.” Then, something happened right before my eyes; the cold, aggressive domination melted away just as quickly, leaving sweet, tender, bouncy Ashley. Only I knew better. Gentle Ashley had never left. I finally began to comprehend her dichotomy, and how she was completely unaware of it, and how it was beginning to serve her blossoming desires perfectly.
She kissed me passionately, and I found myself emotionally connected to her. Somehow, I felt I’d planted something in her, and now wanted badly to be part of its realization.
Show me, Ashley. Show me what you can do.
She released me and smiled at me contemplatively before slowly turning to Kim. “Okay, do it.”
I grabbed the padded rails of the jacuzzi hard, my arms outstretched to either side, as Kim smiled at me. Then the hand left me as she moved just beyond my reach before climbing out, resting her knees on the side padding, and presenting herself to us.
I lusted for them both as Ashley whispered into my ear, “Doesn’t that look so good you could just eat it?” She was talking the way a little girl talks about an ice cream cone. The almost childlike manner in which she was speaking was maddening. She was so fucking dirty. “Don’t go anywhere,” she whispered before setting off after Kim.
I wasn’t about to move. Even if I’d wanted to, I was too dizzy to safely extract myself from the water. I watched in utter astonishment as Ashley moved across the water to Kim, and placed her hands on the backs of the waiting girl’s legs. She slid her hands over the curves of Kim’s buttocks, moving up her sides to caress her hips, bringing her hands to the small of her back. She glided her left hand down the outside of Kim’s arse as the fingertips of her right drew a straight line down the part in her bum to skim along her sex and withdraw after brushing her clit. Kim shifted on the pads.
Ashley brought her face to Kim’s sex, and kissed it flat on, as if she were kissing a dear friend. She began to plant small kisses all around the outside of her entry, just as I’d done to Ashley the night before. Kim was swaying now, clearly in desire and anticipation. Ashley’s head obscured my view as she did something with her mouth that made Kim jerk softly.
I was only vaguely aware that the jacuzzi’s jets had stopped as Ashley repeated whatever she’d done several more times, each time eliciting a small jerk from Kim, before backing an inch or two. She withdrew some saliva from her own mouth with her thumb before placing her hand on Kim’s sex like she was supporting someone’s chin, her moistened digit pressing on her clit. Then, she reached in with the tip of her tongue, running it up and down Kim’s folds as she massaged the girl’s button with her thumb. Kim started drifting backward against her friend
Ashley continued like this for a minute or two, rubbing circles over Kim’s clit, and occasionally moving her tongue up to tease the bud of the girl’s arse. Ashley backed her tongue away for a moment and quickly dipped her busy thumb into her friend’s sex deeply, removed it covered with Kim’s juices, and was about to resume work on her clit before Kim pushed back hard.
Ashley stopped, and smacked Kim’s bum firmly with her free hand, saying flatly, “No.” Kim jerked, then moved herself back to her original position, and Ashley pressed on. She continued for several minutes before withdrawing her hand. She replaced it with the other, plunging the middle finger in as far as she could reach before beginning to drill her friend’s pussy. Ashley licked vigorously as she repeatedly thrust her finger into Kim’s tunnel, now dripping steadily with a mixture of sex and saliva, and Kim started inching back again.
Kim had begun a constant, low, half moan, half wail, and her voice shook in rhythm with Ashley’s thrusts. When Kim had crept backward far enough, Ashley moved her head back, slapped her friend’s bum again, silencing her friend’s noises. Kim returned forward again, and Ashley slipped a second finger into her gushing mound, to which Kim gasped. She returned to cover the girl’s folds with her mouth. Ashley had stopped her repeated invasions, and now her fingers occupied Kim’s trenches. I watched Ashley’s wrist, knowing her fingers were wriggling their way around Kim’s interior as Kim started shaking and pushing back against Ashley uncontrollably.
Ashley reached her free arm over her head to bring it to rest on the top of Kim’s backside, almost as if holding on for support. They continued like this for several minutes, Kim seemingly teetering perpetually on the edge of rapture, and I wondered how long she could hold out.
It wasn’t long, in fact, before Kim started moaning again. It was different now, building, and I knew that she was done. A few seconds passed before Kim started shaking uncontrollably, almost putting Ashley off. She was calling out to no-one, announcing her arrival, and it was glorious. Ashley let her mouth slip from Kim’s quaking entrance to begin softly licking and kissing the outer folds of Kim’s sex as Kim fluidly reached a peak, then began her coda.
Ashley left her fingers inside as her mouth caressed her shaking friend down from the pinnacle. Kim had worked just as hard for her release as Ashley had, and her exhaustion was apparent. She continued to shake, but the vibrations gradually changed pitch from excitement to fatigue. Ashley withdrew her fingers and reached her hand out to my face, still tenderly kissing the womanhood she’d just conquered.