Ashley gives in

The voice in her ear demanded something from her. Supplication. Obedience.

And she wanted to obey.

"Yes yes yes yes yes! There! Oh God! Fuck me there, Kurt!"

Something unlocked within her. It flooded her and washed away her name. Every muscle went taut. Her back arched. Her lover had impossible mass inside her, and his every pulse made her feel so warm and full she thought she'd melt around him. She was in bliss, and she needed him to know it.

When her mind cleared, her throat was raw from screaming, but she felt a good hurt beneath that.

Worth it. So, so worth it.

Ashley (I'm Ashley, yes. Wow.) sensed someone's weight shift beside her. Kurt's mouth met hers, and she yielded to him, his tongue slipping into her with the same ease his cock encountered. She ran a hand through his blond hair, stroking his chest with the other. She was putty in his arms. The kiss was deep, and delicious, and it ended too soon.

No! The warmth and fullness suddenly ended. Kurt's cock waggled as he stood. His muscular ass swaggered as he walked.

She watched him leave, stunned.

"Where are you going?"

"Shower," Kurt grunted from the closet. Did I not bring one nice shirt with me?

"Why?"

"Clean off." Urgh, is that my smell?

"You have a slut to do that for you."

He stopped.

Looked back.

Her chest heaved, nipples straining against her t-shirt. Legs spread, cum, his cum, flowed from her pussy down her ass. And her eyes...

What else have I been missing? Ashley licked her lips watching Kurt approach the side of the bed, blue eyes bright with gratitude, even awe. How much can you teach me?

He pushed his shaft into her mouth. His shape, his heft was so nice she couldn't help but hum, perfectly content. His cum still oozed, thick and bitter, and it overpowered her own sweet flavor. She couldn't get enough.

Her tongue washed him, hungry for his taste. She flicked around his head before teasing his slit. She returned to massage his underside and found...

He moaned when she started to bob on him, following the vein along his length. Never once did she use her hands.

"Not a. Guilty. Slut. Any. More, huh?" Kurt laughed. She'd sucked the air right out of his lungs, but talking was a distraction anyway. He'd had phenomenal head in his time, but holy shit was this girl born to suck cock. It was a crime her boytoy held her back from the rest of mankind.

She hummed again and caught his eye with a wink. And Heather said she'd pose the greatest challenge...

The bedroom door opened.