And there was morning, the third day

After our wake-up fuck (we had worked our way back into the house and to the bed after our fun on the beach), Ashley reminded me that I had asked her once, jokingly, if she were insatiable. She had replied that we'd have to give it a try some time and see what her limits were. "We've been trying like crazy for the past couple days, and I don't think I'm worn out yet," she reported (of course Power was helping in that regard a bit). "I take that to mean that you're ready again?" I inquired. "But I'll let you finish your breakfast," she replied in a conciliatory manner. "Nice of you."

"It's too bad we've got to leave soon," she added, since we had to jet her back in time to get home from her 'college visit', which of course was scheduled so she wouldn't miss and school."So hurry up and finish," she said impatiently. I did as I was told, wolfing down my last bits of food. We ran back to the bedroom, and as we near the bed, I grabbed her arm, and swung her around. "What do you mean, giving me orders, bitch? I'm the boss around here." I said in an authoritative voice. There was an expression of pure shock on Ashley's face; I cracked a grin so she saw that I was joking. "I'm sorry, Tom," she said in a fearful voice, playing along. "I'll never do anything like that again." I pushed her hard into the bed (not too hard, of course) "Damn right you won't, you little cunt," I said in an overacted snarl. I pulled her robe open roughly, tearing it in the process. "Now spread you legs like the nympho slut you are." She lay back, her legs wide, naked on the tatters of her robe. "Now play with yourself. Now!"

I watched for a moment, enjoying the beautiful sight of this delicious teen masturbating, then took off my own robe. I watched her to make sure she was having fun with this game; if she hadn't liked it I would have stopped, but she was into it, rubbing herself for me. I positioned myself over her, my knees just outside her shoulders, and ordered, "Now open your mouth, bitch, and give me one of your slut blowjobs." She complied, taking my cock in her hand, and guiding it into her mouth. I looked down at her beautiful face as she sucked in my cock and looked up at me. I could hear her fingers making squishy wet sounds as they worked on her pussy.

"You know, this is fun, but I can't keep it up," I said, pulling my cock out of her mouth. I lay atop her and kissed her tenderly. "I love you, Ashley," I said as I slid my cock into her open pussy. "I love you too, Tom," she answered, pulling me close for another long kiss, as her legs closed around my waist. I was soon stroking hard into her, both of us excited by the aborted game, and she was humping back just as hard. "Yeah Tom, fuck me hard and I'll promise to be good from now on," she said, throwing in one last bit. That got me, and I pounded down into her several more times, and we both came hard.

"You know, that was fun as a game, but I'd sure hate to be treated like that," Ashely commented as we lay on the bed. "I won't do it again, then," I replied. "No on. As a game it was fun, except for ripping my robe," she replied quickly, examining the torn silk garment. I pointed over the wall closet, which I knew had more robes in it, she looked at me sidewise and shrugged. "Let's go take a shower, that's fun, too," she said, grabbing my hand and pulling me toward the bathroom. We again soaped each other and had a great time washing. Ashley suggested that soaping up my cock thoroughly could turn in into a terrific washcloth, and I agreed. My soapy cock then thoroughly washed her all over.

"There's one place we haven't cleaned yet..." I said, after a while of using my cock as her sponge, letting the sentence linger. "Where?" she asked, puzzled. "Your butt," I answered. I was nervous she wouldn't want to, and she was also anxious, but after thing about it for a bit Ashely turned around, bending over and spreading her ass cheeks. "Is this how?" she asked. I pressed the head of the soapy dick against her hole and began to push it forward. The virgin sphincter resisted, but gave grudgingly. I leaned over Ashley to whisper reassuring words in her ear, meanwhile using my free hand to caress her little breasts and belly. Gradually I began to enter and Ashley relaxed as she could feel it wasn't going to hurt as badly as she thought.

"Are you okay?" I asked, stopping my motion with just a bit of myself inside her. "I thought it might really hurt, but it's just a little uncomfortable," she replied. I slid another bit in. As slippery as my dick was, it now went in quite easily, and soon it was in all the way. Ashley grinned when I told her it was all the way in. "Not bad, huh? My first try," she replied, smiling. I grabbed a dildo that 'happened' top be in reach, slipped it into Ashley's hot little pussy surprising her. Ashley took in her breath with a long hiss, as for the first time she experienced the sensation of having both holes filled at once. "Ooh, that's nice," she said softly, then repeated it as I took my first stroke, accompanied by complementary movement of the dildo. I decided I'd rather lean over her and play with her tits, so I had Power take over using the dildo to match my stokes. Ashley climaxed once, then again, then began what amounted to a continuous, low-level orgasm in response to having so much of her stimulated at once. She would have never manged to stay upright if I had not been supporting her. I felt a big one coming on, though, and spewed my seed deep into her as she was simultaneously struck by the biggest of her series of orgasms.

I collapsed slowly to the floor of the shower, pulling Ashley down with me, and we lay there for a long time, the water washing over us, my dick still in her ass, the dildo gone somewhere else in the shower. Eventually Ashley slowly pulled me out and rolled off me.

We 'flew' back home late that afternoon. As I drove her home, she gushed about how it had been the greatest weekend of her life, and I got many delightful thank you kisses. But when we neared her house, she asked the one question I couldn't answer. "What's going to become of us, Tom?" I was able to avoid the question by pointing out that she still had to finish up high school and pick a college, and that she had homework to do. She let the wuestion lie for now, but I knew it would have to be addressed at some point.

Based on "My Reward" by Azil