Chapter 69
by 
Yelawolf
She ...
Wrap a hand around your cock while dicking you down
Ashley's hand wraps around your cock, her grip firm but gentle, as she continues to pound into you with the strap-on. She knows just how to touch you, her thumb circling your sensitive head as she works you in time with her thrusts. The dual sensation of being filled and stroked is driving you wild, your body writhing under her expert ministrations. You can't believe how much you're enjoying this, the feeling of being used and dominated by the girl of your dreams. She leans in closer, her breath hot against your ear. "You're doing so good, baby," she whispers, her voice thick with lust. "Cum for me, I want to feel you explode around my cock."
Her words push you over the edge, and with a strangled cry, you do just that. Your orgasm is explosive, your cum shooting out in thick ropes that paint your chest and stomach. The sensation of her fucking you through it only heightens the pleasure, her strokes never faltering as you ride out the waves of your release. As your climax subsides, she pulls the strap-on out of you, the feeling of emptiness making you whimper. But she's not done yet. With a wicked grin, she flips you onto your stomach and straddles you again, the dildo still slick with your juices.
"Now it's time for your final exam," she says, her voice low and seductive. "Can you handle this?" She pushes the strap-on back inside you, the new angle making you gasp. The head of the dildo hits your prostate with every thrust, sending jolts of pleasure through your body. You nod, lost in the sensation, and she starts to ride you even harder. Her hands dig into your hips, her breathing growing ragged as she nears her own climax.
The sound of the bedframe creaking fills the room, a testament to the passionate energy between you. Your cheek is pressed into the pillow, muffling your moans as she fucks you relentlessly. You can feel your second orgasm building, the pressure in your balls growing with every thrust. "I'm going to cum," you gasp, your voice barely recognizable.
"Do it," she urges, her hips smacking against your ass. "Cum for me, Harley. Make me proud."
With a final, **** push, you do. Your body tenses, your ass clenching around the strap-on as you shoot your load once more, your entire being consumed by the intense pleasure. She giggles slightly at the way she made you came. "Cumming like a girl are we." She take a playful bite out of your neck as she lay down next to you.
The room is silent for a moment, both of you trying to catch your breath. Then, she leans down, pressing a gentle kiss to the back of your neck. Ashley touches sending shivers throughout your body. "You're mine now," she murmurs, her voice filled with possession. "And we're going to have so much fun together. Prom is going to be one amazing night."
As the afterglow of your intense encounter fades, you lay there, panting and utterly spent, feeling both physically and emotionally raw. Ashley's words echo in your mind, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through you. You know that there's no going back from this, no returning to the innocence of your past. You've entered into a dark and thrilling world of submission and desire, and she's your seductive guide. The thought of the prom night, of all the wicked games that Ashley probably has in store for you.
