Heating up and Dressing Down

Stifling a yawn, Ashley crossed the yard and climbed the steps to the cabin. The cool evening air felt soothing on her warm skin, though after the hot day the air was still clammy. Her clothes clung to her flesh, stuck by sweat. She couldn’t wait to peel them off. Feeling hotter than she had any reason to be, she thought of taking her clothes off right then and there, out in the open, where the soothing air could cool her directly. Her nipples hardened at the very image. But, she couldn’t just expose herself like that…could she?

Her hand hesitated as it reached for the door handle. It wouldn’t be the first time Ashley had been naked outdoors, thinking of her and Zack’s first time after he admitted he might have feelings for her. She’d only been wearing a bikini in the first place but Zack pulled it from her petite body before fucking her, bent over, against a tree. Even before that, she’d given Brandon a blowjob outside, and on both occasions, hadn’t she been caught? Zack had seen her with Brandon, instigating the sexual feelings between them, and then Kurt had caught her cheating with Zack. That should have taught her that getting naked outside of the cabin was a bad idea, but instead, the idea of getting caught only spurred her on. Flushing even warmer, she knew she had to do something about it, right now.

Kicking off her shoes with a quick glance around her, she grabbed the hem of her top and pulled it up over her head in one smooth, hasty motion, before she could change her mind. The soft wind blew across her collarbone and taut stomach, already making her feel so much better. It was all the incentive that she needed to hook her thumbs in the waistband of her bottoms and push those down too, revealing her slender legs and round tush to the outdoors, the intimate place between her legs still hidden by her underwear.

Feeling a tingling sensation begin to spread through her body, she reached behind her back and unhooked her bra, allowing it to slide from her arms as her breasts, slightly on the small side, and her already hard nipples, were freed from their confines. She bit her lower lip as she felt the wind directly on the sensitive nubs. She dropped her bra onto the pile of clothes that was forming at her feet. Almost immediately, with urgency, her hands went to her hips, pulling the straps of her panties from her sticky skin and tugging downwards. She felt the gusset become unglued from between her legs, intensely aware that it wasn’t sweat that had caused it to adhere. As she became naked, outside, she looked down at the panties as she stepped out of them, noticing a dark, damp patch in the middle.

Fully naked, she took a moment, closing her eyes and standing on the porch with her arms spread, simply enjoying the air as it brought down her body temperature. Though not enough. Within minutes, she felt her body and the air around her even out, so while she felt slightly cooler, beneath her skin she was still boiling. Considering other ideas, she imagined herself under a cold shower. That would really take the edge off. But it likely wouldn’t solve the problem either, because the heat wasn’t primarily external. What she really needed was a nice, long, hard cock.

Tired as she was, and as late as the night had gotten, Ashley’s body was still revved up and ready for action. Between sucking Gavin off in the downstairs of Hannah’s apartment and slow dancing one last time with Zack, she really needed to get fucked. Her skin felt itchy with heat. And having finally accepted her needs and permitting herself to do whatever she wanted with whoever she wanted whenever she wanted, she was just about set to jump on the first guy she laid eyes on.

Eyes still closed, she leaned back against the door, her head knocking against the wood with a dull thud, as her hand slipped down her body, reaching between her legs. Thinking of the man she could get to plunge her depths, her fingers softly rubbed against her clit. Trent had given her a good fucking earlier, and he had seemed eager for a repeat performance before he disappeared. Or maybe Gavin was about for another late-night meeting. Or Zack. She whimpered as her fingers danced around her pussy, wondering if she had been a little quick on the draw on calling things off with Zack. They never even got to have one last time, for closure…

Even though she’d just begun, she could already feel her body edging towards an explosion, an eruption she welcomed if it released all the heat inside of her. But it was at that moment that the door opened, accompanied by an inquisitive ‘hello’, and Ashley instead found herself falling backwards. Thankfully, before she hit the floor, she was caught by two manly arms. She followed them, up to his shoulders, then to his neck and finally his face, his expression of shock, of someone caught seeing something they shouldn’t.

“Ashley?” Peter said, unable to keep his eyes from dropping to her chest. “You’re…you’re naked!”

“Yep,” the blue-eyed blonde said, matter of factly, as she straightened up, yet made no effort to cover herself. She wasn’t ashamed of her body, and even if she were, he had already seen everything.

“Outside!” he managed to get another word out as the petite girl’s gorgeous naked body before him made his usually fantastic language skills shrivel. “Why?”

“Just cooling off,” Ashley said with a smile, shimming towards the open doorway, giving Peter a side profile of her body as she leaned back against the frame. “What are you ‘up’ to?”

The college boy noted her emphasis, the implication that she too was aware of the growing tightness in his trousers. He was supposed to be mature now, and yet this high school cheerleader still had him flustered. “I, I heard a knock at the door, and a voice, so I opened it.”

Ashley chuckled and shook her head. “I meant, I didn’t expect you still to be here. And alone? Where are the others?”

“Oh, well, Chloe and Madison went to bed, then Trent left. I hung out with Gavin, talking about fantasy and sci-fi fiction for a bit, but he went to bed too not so long ago,” He looked around the room and towards the hallways, towards the bedroom, at anything so to appear to not be gawking at Ashley’s nude body. “It was a bit late to head home though, so I thought I might crash here tonight. I didn’t think there were any beds free, so I was just gonna take the couch.”

She pouted thoughtfully and turned her head towards the yard, counting the cars. “Heather isn’t back yet?” she asked.

“No, not that I’ve seen,” he confirmed. “And I’ve been in the living room ever since I got back.”

“Zack said she had already left with her dad, before I did. If she didn’t get back before me, there’s a good chance she’s not sleeping here tonight.” Her head turned, her cool blue eyes fixed upon Peter. “You can share my bed.”

He swallowed hard, as blood immediately ran to his lower half, feeling even more engorged than he had been, growing so hard so quick he felt dizzy and wondered if this might just be a dream he was having on the sofa. “Are you sure?” he asked, cringing inwardly as he reminded himself of his high school self. “I mean, I don’t want to impose.”

“It’s not an imposition. You can see how hot I am,” she rose from the door frame, presenting her body fully for Peter’s eyes again. “You’d be helping. Helping…to cool me down.” She took confident steps towards him, reaching him quickly, and lightly pressing her body against his. “All that time you were with Hannah…you never thought about her little sister?”

“No,” Peter confessed honestly. “But I’d be lying if I wasn’t thinking about it now.”

She took his hand, feeling it slightly wet, and began to lead him down the hall, saying, “Then allow me to show you to the bedroom.”

He glanced back at the cabin door, still open, and the pile of Ashley’s clothes sitting on the porch. “Shouldn’t you close the door first?”

Ashley sighed, releasing his hand as she turned, placing hers on her hips. “Do you want to tidy up or do you want to fuck me?”

He didn’t need to be asked twice. Even though he’d just had a threesome with Hannah and Chloe a few hours ago, being propositioned by a fully naked girl on the doorstep wasn’t something even a college man such as himself could turn down. Rushing ahead, practically sprinting down the hallway, he stopped dead, confronted by doors all around him with no idea which one led to the right bedroom.

“In here,” a sweet voice called behind him, and he turned to see Ashley, demurely leaning against the door to the lake side bedroom. She reached behind herself and turned the knob, easing open the door and slipping into the darkness for Peter to follow.

Inside, Peter flipped the light switch and saw her already sitting on the bed, legs crossed, leaning back slightly with her hands behind her. He closed the door and crossed the room quickly, immediately leaning down and cupping her face as he brought his lips to hers. Her mouth, wet and warm, opened immediately for him, tongues swirling. Peter was surprised to find that her taste reminded him of Hannah, but softer, subtler, less aggressive, allowing his tongue and lips to make the first move before returning the passion in kind.

She didn’t, however, wait to bring her hands to his jeans, buttoning and unzipping the denim with deftness. With a confident quickness, she had his trousers pushed down his legs in minutes, followed shortly by his underwear, his cock bouncing out into her hand, already stiff and hard for her. He broke the kiss to moan at her touch, leaving her mouth free to drop onto his cock, sucking on his tip, tasting the pre-cum that had already begun to build up. His hands instinctively dropped to her head, fingers in her hair as they moved with her bopping, encouraging and urging her on as she took more of him in her mouth.

Her mouth inhaled him with ease, clearly demonstrating her experience in this area. But he was surprised when his cock slipped into her throat with just as little difficulty, realizing then that Ashley and Hannah shared a distinct lack of gag-reflex. His cock throbbed, blood pumping into his shaft, making his length ache with hardness even though it was at its limit. She slobbered over his member for a few minutes longer, enjoying the warm, erotic shape in her mouth, but needing more. There was somewhere she was sure she would enjoy it much better.

A groan escaped past his lips as she withdrew his length from her mouth, but when he looked down, he realized it was a blessing rather than punishment. Ashley had turned away from him, bent over on the bed on all fours, her tight little ass at the perfect height to take his cock. She didn’t even have to utter a word, she simply looked over her shoulder, tempting, and he knew what to do. Taking his cock in hand, feeling her saliva on his flesh coat his hand, and lined himself up with her slightly gaping, glistening wet entrance.

Wagging his shaft, he smeared her juices over his tip, dousing himself in the lubrication she provided. Pressing forward a little, he felt her lips grip his cockhead, and removed her hand, and watched as his member remained in place. With another thrust, this time harder, his cock began to feed into her hole, but he was surprised by just how wet and wanting she was, able to slide almost his entire cock inside her warm box in a single motion. She moaned loudly in pure pleasure and bucked back against him, helping herself to even more of his dick.

Though Peter usually preferred to take it a little slower, a recent threesome notwithstanding, Ashley didn’t give him that option, moving her hips quickly and fucking herself with his cock. But even though it wasn’t his preference, Peter was still more than capable of going harder and faster when the moment called for it, and Ashley was clearly calling. He humped against her pistoning buttocks, quickly matching her pace, driving into the petite teen. Gritting his teeth, and gripping her hips, he pushed down his orgasm, determined not to cum first with another Woodsen.

They moved together, Peter sawing his cock back and forth while Ashley railed herself along his length, her inner walls squeezing him harder and harder as she grew even wetter. Her inner heat had grown into a full blown blaze, like a wild fire threatening to consume all. The fire spread throughout her body, pulsing from her core every time Peter’s cock sank completely inside, their bodies meeting with a smack. Her whole body felt so warm that she might just melt around his cock, gasping and panting as her body struggled to cool itself down.

“Fuuuuuck, yes, fuck me, keep fucking me,” she called out to him as her head hung, her neck, just like the rest of her limbs, feeling weak underneath the surging heat. “I’m almost there, just…just a little more, harder, faster, I’m soooo close.”

His grip on her hips tightened, anchoring himself as he pushed into her, digging deep to fuck her just how she wanted. Of course, this also had the side-effect of bringing his own orgasm on faster, his balls throbbing with the load waiting to be released. And he knew that there would be no holding it back this time. So, all he could do was furiously fuck Ashley and hope she came first. He plowed her, stabbing her hole with the full length of his cock, repeatedly, with fervor and gusto, until he was rewarded with her walls tightening like a vice around his shaft.

“Yessss, yes, yes, yes, that’s it, fuuuucccckkk, that’s it, yes,” Ashley chanted as her body finally boiled over, but instead of melting she simply gushed over his cock. “YES, I’m cumming, give it to me, I’m cumming!”

Hearing those words and feeling her pussy wrap itself around her cock was all the permission that Peter needed to let loose himself. He was far too conscientious to actually cum inside her though, so, as he felt the pressure building in his cock, rising up his length, he pulled himself free of her wet hole just as his slit opened to unleash his load. His cock twitched as it spewed forth his seed, leaving long white streaks all the way up her back. Dropping his hand to his shaft, he jacked himself, milking the last few ropes onto her asscheeks.

Spent, he dropped onto the bed, Ashley feeling the springs shift with his weight. She rolled onto her side, lying curled next to him as she caught her breath, not caring to do anything about the cum drying onto her skin. But, as she came down from her orgasmic high, she realized that, as nice as the release had been, she still felt unbearably hot. Raising herself up on one elbow, she looked behind herself and asked, “How about round two?”

Peter replied with a snore, wiped out from fucking Hannah and her little sister in one night, and in no position to help Ashley with her continued arousal.