Three weeks later, Double Date and Dessert

"I feel stupid." Felicia whined.

"You look hot." I reassured, adding in a murmur. "I'd do you."

"Well I know that." My curvy, redhead of an aunt retorted with a chuckle. "You think this will work?"

Rolling my eyes with good-natured exasperation, I made a show of eyeing my aunt up and down appreciatively. Felicia was dressed far more conservatively than when I'd met her in this new world. Even more than I'd gotten accustomed to these last few weeks of frequent fucking. She was wearing sensible black flats, an ankle-length skirt with a slit up to her knees to show off some of her shapely legs and a professional, long-sleeved white blouse buttoned nearly to the top and tucked into her skirt. She looked respectable, but the blouse was tight enough to show she had a rack (not that I expected the men in this place to care, that was just a bonus to me) and her fiery mane had been tamed into a simple bun.

"You look approachable and confident. You're showing hints of the good stuff, but leaving plenty of mystery to make Saul curious. And most importantly, you don't look like you're trying to hard or being ****. You look great." I told her and she visibly calmed down a notch.

"Alright, you're the male. You must know fashion and what dudes like." Felicia replied as she looked herself over in the mirror, expression still somewhat dubious.

"Plus, as an extra bonus, you won't be flying solo. I'm gonna wing-woman you, remember?" Smiling brightly at her, I placed a hand on my own chest to emphasize the point. I had to admit, since dropping into this topsy-turvy world of reversed gender norms, it got easier to switch gender terms with my vocabulary, but I had to take a few seconds sometimes to turn a phrase around in my head. That was definitely one of the benefits of having three weeks with Aunt Felicia with only occasional phone calls from Tiffany or outings to break the monotony. I'd had almost a month to adjust to the cultural and social differences of this place while pumping my Aunt for information and testing her reactions to my behavior and speech to get a feel for what was 'acceptable' for a guy here. When I wasn't pumping her holes that is. The almost constant sex had definitely been the highlight of these last few weeks besides the acclimatization. To be honest, I think we'd begun to wear eachother out. I'd fucked her, in her words, 'to kingdom come' and back and there were a few days where she couldn't stand straight, nevermind walking. Once she'd adjusted to her 'nympho' nephew however, she quickly adjusted to give as good as she got, and I'd had my balls drained more thoroughly than my wildest hopes back in the old world. Not to mention women here practically worshiped male genitalia. My body had been licked, kissed, nibbled, caressed and complimented so much, I knew my ego had inflated a bit.

My last statement really settled her. "You're right. I don't need to panic. There's no reason. I'm just going out with a hot, fit Asian guy. And my very attractive nephew." Her eyes moved from her reflection in the mirror to my crotch. She licked her lips unconsciously. "Whom I have fucked." She actually blushed when her eyes flicked up to mine and she saw me smile. Her eyes widened as she turned away and let out a loud exhalation of air.

"Calm down." I laughed, moving to massage her shoulders gently. "It's just going to be a simple dinner and a movie thing, remember the plan?" As Felicia's shoulders noticeably lost tension under my fingertips, I outlined what we'd discussed last week when we actually talked (well, I talked, she sucked my dick. I returned the favor by fingering her when it was her turn to speak) about how we'd handle things once Tiffany came back. We'd both agreed that the **** was not sustainable long term, but I thought I knew my Aunt's new libido well enough to know that going from 'all the sex' to 'no sex' would be a shock. Despite her saying she'd be totally cool with it and wasn't some kind of horny freak. So, we discussed the option of me, a trustworthy, innocent male, helping her hook up with a guy she'd be interested in. Since guys in this world were just as wary of women as the women of my world had been with guys, having a male vouch for and run character advocacy for my Aunt would be likely to drop some initial defenses of men. As for me, I had an eye to sampling some of the buffet of hotties that were the women in this world. And what better place to start than close by?

"I talked to Saul when he came by to pick up Ashley and probed him on his status. Since Ashley's mother left their family, he'd been a closed off from the world. But I put in a good word for you and asked Ashley about going out. I even floated the idea of you and her father coming along to chaperone for a while. Just to make sure she wouldn't jump me the first five minutes." I had to chuckle at that idea. Felicia joined me considering how we'd pounced on eachother multiple times during our fuck fest.

"And that worked, obviously." Felicia continued the line of thought.

"That's right. He called and asked about the four of us going out and how Ashley was willing to be on her best behavior." I confirmed.

"I think she was just so shocked she couldn't believe her good fortune at a cute boy asking her out." Felicia added.

I just shrugged modestly. I'd been considering all of Tiffany's friends for phase 2 of my master plan. After all, each of them was fuckable in my world. The social and sex-drive reversal just made it that much more appealing to bang them. I'd gone for Ashley mostly because Felicia liked her father. A bit of yellow fever, wink wink. And while I never really had a thing for Asian girls in general, I wasn't opposed to hooking up with the hottie that was Ashley now that I had the opportunity.

"For now, just relax and settle down." I told Felicia. "I'm going to go finish getting dressed." And with that I stepped out and back to the room I'd been staying in.

I didn't have to do much. I was dressed fairly standard. I'd already shaved, showered, trimmed my unmentionables and combed my hair. Though the clothes were tighter than I was used to because of the new normal of male fashion, I had on a simple pair of black slacks and a short-sleeved, white button down shirt. A simple black sports coat and some black dress shoes completed the ensemble. What amused me was how the shirt didn't button fully to the top and stopped just above halfway. I was showing 'cleavage' according to Felicia. In addition, the shirt was pretty thin, and if I wasn't wearing the sports coat, people could probably see my nipples. When Aunt Felicia and I had gone shopping for some appropriate date wear, her eyes had nearly bugged out as I tried on things for her to tell me what Ashley might like. It was an interesting outing. She'd vetoed some tops, including one where it was only held closed with a single button, and I'd agreed. She'd also tried to get me to find something more 'secure' in her words when I'd picked out this shirt. I hadn't realized what she'd meant until she whispered to me at how much attention I was getting from other customers and that my chest was almost visible through the fabric. That had been hilarious and a serious ego booster to look around the store and watch women's heads turn away almost in unison to very intently look at something else. Except for a handful of girls who I caught burning a hole through me with their eyes.

I'd stayed firm on this shirt and to help Aunt Felicia unwind from our shopping trip, made sure I fucked her a few more times before bed. Didn't want to be a puss tease after all.

Taking in my own form in the mirror in my room, I guessed the tight pants and thin shirt would have made me a bit 'slutty'. But the jacket maintained some modesty for me, so maybe I was only 'suggestive'. I mentally shrugged. As long as I was in this reverse world, I wanted to indulge myself. Hell, if Tiffany was still planning on sending me to the looney bin in a few months, I might as well enjoy myself.

Speaking of, tying my shoes, I heard footsteps getting closer up the stairs and walked out to meet my cousin in the hall.

"Hey Tiff." I greeted her warmly with a smile.

"Hey Jooohn?" she answered with a questioning lilt at the end. Her eyebrows had risen and eyes widened as she took me in. Her gaze traveled from just below my collarbone to my feet and back up a few times. I didn't see her blink for several seconds. I couldn't resist smiling and waving my hand in an upwards motion where her eyes had stopped on my torso.

"Eyes up here Tiff." I said with amusement. Poor girl looked like she was nearly drooling.

Figuratively wiping her chin, Tiff's eyes snapped back up to mine with an imagined 'click' as her face got warmer and redder. "S-sorry John. I ju..you look fuck...I m-mean, not that I wanna fu-" she stammered getting more embarrassed with every word and watching me smile wider and wider. "Y-you, um...you're just pretty. I mean not just pretty, you're hot li-...not that you're not hot when you aren't- I mean...." Tiffany clapped her hands to her face like she was trying to shut herself.

I had to laugh and noticed she was wearing a ratty t-shirt. I could tell she wasn't wearing a bra underneath because I could see her nipples poking through the thin fabric. Did seeing me turn her on that much? "That's pretty high praise Tiff. If I dressed up a bit more, would I get a full sentence or less words?" I asked her with another laugh.

Tiffany peeked out at me above her hands, still red-faced, but with an unamused expression. "Whatever. Listen, I know Mom is going with you and all, but are you sure you want to do this. I could call Ashley and let her know it's not happening and it'll just be Mom and her Dad going out." She sounded almost hopeful at that.

"Auntie and I both need to get out and have a ball." I responded. Noticing Tiffany's flinch, I realized my phrasing. "Sorry, bad choice of words. Aunt Felicia likes Ashley's dad. And you two have been great at keeping me out of trouble after I was in the hospital. I just thought this would be a nice way to say thank you to her."

"She could have asked him out herself, you know." Tiffany replied.

"I know," I responded. "but I also know women can find it hard to approach a guy. All we'd have to say is 'no' and that can shut down the whole conversation. It never hurts to have a guy on your side to ease the interaction."

"I guess." she didn't sound completely convinced, but she left it at that.

"And besides," I added, "Ashley and I are only going along to make her Dad and your Mom feel like they're being adults and not nervous teenagers on their first date."

Tiffany let out a snort of laughter at that. Then she suddenly got serious. "Alright. I know Mom won't let anything weird happen, but if Ashley gets too friendly with you or doesn't take 'no' for an answer, just call me and I'll ki-"

"And that's another thing Tiff," I cut her off, knowing where the conversation was going. "How much pressure does that put on a girl if every time she wants to interact with a guy or, heaven forbid, ask him out, when she's afraid of every girl in his life giving her the 'I'll kick your ass if you hurt him' speech?" Tiffany gave me a neutral look, but stayed quiet. I continued. "I'm a big boy. I appreciate your concern, but if something goes wrong when I'm with someone, that's my own lack of good judgement, not yours. It's my responsibility to deal with those consequences and protect myself. I'm not gonna be some weak little boy who runs to the women in his life anytime a girl and me don't get along. Got it?"

She looked a bit shocked at my speech, but nodded.

"Great!" I exclaimed. Giving her a full-frontal hug because I wanted to be a bit pervy and press my cousin's perky, braless chest against my own, I laid a quick kiss on her lips and cheek and pretended to not notice the light gasp she gave out. "Now let-" At that moment, the doorbell rang and I went to answer it with a smile, leaving my suddenly off balance cousin to deal with her arousal on her own.

Waiting patiently on the front steps were Ashley Veng and her father Saul. We'd discussed that the outing would be casual and just a fun thing, but it looked like father and daughter had made the attempt to dress nicely. Saul was in a form-fitting, dark-blue, turtleneck sweater and grey slacks. It wasn't really much different from something I'd see on a business casual professional back in my own world just...tighter. Ashley's father was a taller, fit, Asian man with a sensible haircut and looked significantly younger than a man with a 19-year-old daughter should look. Ashley had gone for a similar look in a baby-blue sweater and knee-length skirt. To my delight, it was obvious from her pokies that she wasn't wearing a bra either. I loved this place. and unlike her father, the neckline of her sweater was low enough to show some tantalizing cleavage.

Doing my best not to drool at the tall, Asian hottie before me, I greeted them both with a warm smile. "Mr. Veng! Ashley! Welcome to our humble abode."

Mr. Veng, who had been wearing a polite smile when the door opened, gave me a much more genuine smile when he leaned in for a hug towards me. "John, don't you look amazing! It's been years and you've grown into a fine young man." Men being more openly affectionate still threw me off, but I rolled with it well enough as I returned the hug. "And it's just Saul." he held me at arms length and made a show of looking me up and down. "I love this look on you. You must be driving the girls in class nuts. Probably have to beat them off with a stick." I smiled and did a model twirl for him while he clapped and made noises of approval.

"Thanks." I laughed.

"Saul! I want to thank you again for helping me keep an eye on the youngsters." The voice of Aunt Felicia said as she descended the stairs, looking put together and at ease. I surreptitiously watched Saul's expression as he regarded his fellow chaperone and he seemed to approve.

"Don't mention it Felicia. I'm just happy we have such amazing youngsters. Thank you for coming along." Saul replied with a chuckle.

While the adults yapped away for a few minutes about dinner plans and current events, Tiffany snuck up to Ashley and I just as we were greeting one another.

"Ash. What's up?" Tiffany said, doing the classic fist bump while her friend returned it.

"Ready to roll." Ashley replied. "How are you hanging?"

Tiffany gave me a look and I smiled sweetly. "Fine. Hey I just wanted to say-"

Figuring she was going for the classic speech I had warned her about, I cleared my throat and gave her a warning look. We held gazes for several seconds before Tiffany sighed and said to Ashley, "Just, have a good night, Ok? Enjoy yourselves."

"No worries Tiff. Your mom and I will take care of things." Ashley replied. Her expression had a note of curious concern, but she tried to be reassuring to my cousin.

"Cool." Tiffany replied and turned to trudge back to her room.

Ashley looked at me and gave me a slightly nervous smile. "So, how have you been doing John?"

I smiled with more confidence at Ashley than I'd ever felt in my own world. Wanting to tease her, I pulled at the neckline of my shirt with one hand while using my free hand to open my coat, "Better. Still, wearing all this black can be a bit warm. Whoo." Ashley's face was comical as she noticed the thinness of my shirt and how much skin I was flaunting pulling at my neckline to get some air flowing. "In fact, I feel really hot."

Red-faced, she stammered adorably. "W-well, you definitely look hot." Her expression was filled with 'what the fuck did I just say?' and she tried to verbally backpeddle. "I-I mean," she stopped herself, closed her eyes and took a deep breath to regain her composure. "you look very nice."

"You're a sweetheart." I chuckled, then held my arms open to her. "Hug?"

Ashley only hesitated for a second before answering, "Sure." and opening her arms for me.

There's one thing I realized somewhere between seducing my Aunt for the first time and when when she rode me like a pornstar on her daughter's bed while Tiffany had been on her camping trip, I am a pervert. Practically jumping into the busty, Asian girl's arms, I indulged myself by shoving my face into her pillowy bosom and humming while rubbing side to side in her chest. Ashley gave a gasp and her arms tightened their grip around me and I looked up to her face with a sweet smile and a wink. Stepping out of the hug, both adults approached us.

"All ready?" Aunt Felicia asked.

I looked between all four of us with a grin.

"Like you wouldn't believe."

Everyone laughed.

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Dinner was surprisingly easy. Felicia and Saul seemed to get along great while Ashley and I chatted about school, the camping trip and video games. In my world, Ashley was the active type who had a thing for games and was also really nice whenever I ran into her. Her personality held true in this world. Where the difference was though, is that 'normal Ashley' did her activities as a hobby and was fairly indifferent if anybody knew she was a gamer or not. Here, she was a member of the track and field team and her gaming was a hobby she kept kinda quiet so she wouldn't be stereotyped as some basement-dwelling loser and put off the guys. Once I'd gotten her to open up with my own gaming experiences and she saw me genuinely enjoy and be interested in her gaming, she lit up. Of course, part of it might have been how I'd opened my jacket soon after getting to the restaurant and I caught her stealing glances at my chest and other parts every now and then. She'd given me a worried look the first time she forgot to look at my face and not below my neck, but when my only response was a knowing smile, she looked relieved.

I kept an ear on Felicia and Saul periodically and only had to run conversation interference twice. Ashley's dad smoothly followed my lead and really seemed to enjoy Felicia's company and conversation. Things continued after dinner up to the movie where we watched the latest superhero blockbuster. I'd surprised Ashley by taking off my jacket just before the movie started and she continued to steal glances at me. Everyone agreed the night had been fun and I noticed Felicia and Saul giving eachother warm looks as the night wound down. All through the night, I was surprised how Ashley and Felicia moved to pay for Saul and myself for dinner and the movie. Another benefit of being 'the fairer sex' in this world.

Well, that kind of chivalry wouldn't go unrewarded if I had anything to say about it. When Aunt Felicia had driven us all back to her house and she and Saul were saying their goodbyes, I decided to make my move.

"Hey Auntie, Saul, I was going to go get ice cream with Ashley. Did you want any?" I asked.

Saul and Aunt Felicia both managed to take their eyes off eachother long enough to regard us curiously. "If you kids wanted dessert, you could have asked." Saul brought up.

"Aunt Felicia's not big on ice cream and Ashley told me you weren't either, but I could go for a couple of big scoops." I answered.

"Well..." Saul looked to Aunt Felicia for her opinion.

Fortunately, we'd discussed before and Felicia knew her part. "It's fine with me. I could drive you home if you'd prefer, or John and Ashley could take my car and John could drop Ashley off at home when they're done. Either way."

Saul took several seconds to think about it, but acquiesced easily. "I wouldn't mind a ride home. Ashley needs to practice driving anyways. You don't mind?" he asked, looking to my aunt.

"Not at all, let's go!" She said with a wide smile and eager eyes.

As Saul was climbing back in the car and handing the keys to Ashley, he gave us the standard 'call if there's a problem, don't take risks, be safe' speech all parents know. While Ashley was rolling her eyes at her father, Felicia and I were sharing knowing smiles. Divide and conquer. She'd been very pleased with how well the night had gone and knew I was going to make a move on Ashley.

When Ashley was done listening to Saul father-hen her, she turned back to my aunt as she got in and started her car, "Bye Felicia! Thanks for a great night and driving us around."

Felicia waved back and started to drive away.

Ashley was being a gentlewoman and opening my door for me to get in when I noticed we were being watched. Looking up, I saw Tiffany in one of the upper windows and she gave a short wave, her expression unreadable.

I waved back and got in the car as Ashley drove us off.

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Tiffany was feeling very conflicted right now. When John had told her about the double date he was taking with Ashley and her father, she told herself it was no big deal and she didn't mind. Just one of her best friends and her cousin gong out with her best friend's father and her mother. Nothing to worry about, right?

When they arrived at the house, she was a little nervous, but nothing she hadn't felt before. When she saw John and Ashley talking to one another, that knot of uncertainty she'd had in her gut since she'd picked him up at the hospital got bigger. It had only tightened by subtle degrees during her calls to her mother to check on John and she did her best to ignore it and move on like a woman should. But it was still there.

Now, watching her very attractive cousin and her attractive (no homo) jock friend get in a car, just the two of them, and drive off made the knot in her gut tighten.

She didn't like this feeling. John had practically told her off when she was about to warn her friend to keep her hands to herself, even if her mother was there with them, but he was a boy! He was her cousin! He'd been kind of weird since the hospital and while he seemed better since she got back, something was still off about him.

She told herself she was just being protective because she loved her cousin and he was her best friend. Her affection for him was purely familial. She totally didn't like him like a woman loves a man. She didn't have embarrassing dreams about him. She didn't get wet thinking about him. She never touched herself in the shower picturing him with her.

She was not jealous.

Right?

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We'd gotten ice cream and (at my suggestion) were in the parking lot of a baseball park. It was fairly well lit in the area, it wasn't that far from the local college and there were no other cars around.

"So, have you been feeling better since your tumble?" Ashley asked me politely, taking a break from her orange sherbet cone.

"Huh? Oh yeah, feeling a lot better." I chuckled. I'd gotten scoops of raspberry and chocolate in a waffle bowl and it was delicious while I shoveled it in. "I was kinda out of sorts when they released me and I had to get my bearings about me, but I feel better adjusted now."

"Y'know, I was totally cool paying for dessert. But thanks for chipping in."

'Oh this is just ice cream, dessert is coming up.' I thought wickedly to myself, letting my eyes run surreptitiously over Ashley's bountiful melons. "It was my pleasure. It doesn't feel right that the woman should have to pay for everything on a date. Getting catered to just because I'm a boy just seems so sexist. Equality!" I cheered, sticking my fist up in the air and laughing. "But seriously, I don't mind paying."

"That's pretty rare for a boy. Most guys in my experience don't think twice about letting a gal pay the way just for the privilege of her company." She sounded put out by the concept, but quickly realized I was there and snapped out of it. "But I don't mind paying for a boy, is what I mean!"

"I get what you mean, don't worry about it. Everything's cool. I'm cool, you're cool. We're cool." I reassured her as I took off my jacket and casually tossed it in the backseat. Her eyes predictably locked on my chest as I arched my back to remove the garment.

"Yes...very...cool." she responded. I couldn't help notice the horny note in her voice and knew it was almost time to seal the deal.

"Oh jeez," I exclaimed, pretending I didn't notice her ogling. "I got more ice cream than you and I'm not even offering to share. There goes all my big talk about equality." I laughed again as I took a modest spoonful of raspberry and held it out to her, using my best innocent tone and look. "Want some?"

Ashley's gaze darted between the treat in the spoon and the glimpse she could get down my top. I just kept up my mask of innocence and waited patiently for her reaction. I could see her expression shift as subtly as she could manage with me staring at her face as she calculated what was going on right now. The feeling of having this kind of effect on someone so attractive was a hell of an ego boost. Even the thought that I could get sex practically by asking whenever I wanted was still something i was trying to wrap my head around. If this is what being a tease was, I understood the appeal.

But I hated teases from my old world. Always getting guys worked up and leaving them with blue balls while acting oblivious and hiding behind their femininity to avoid being called out. I was going to be different. No hottie was going to get turned on by me deliberately and not get off. I was going to be a slut and spread the joy by golly.

Making up her mind, Ashley slowly moved forward and closed her lips around the slightly melted dollop of ice cream on my spoon, making sure to glance at my face as she slowly took it off. My cock twitched in my pants at the thought of how her lips would feel wrapping around it. Giving her a sweet smile, I took a spoonful of chocolate and held it out to her in a strategic spot. "More?"

Still looking like she wasn't quite sure what was going on, keeping her face neutral, Ashley started to lean forward to take this newest offering when, quick as a flash, I turned the spoon over and the ice cream 'accidentally' fell on her.

Right in her cleavage.

"Oh, fuck me, I'm sorry." I said with as much faux regret as I could manage.

"It's okay. I'll get i-" the buxom Asian girl said as she started from the sudden cold between her tits and reached for a napkin. She froze mid sentence however as her hands were stopped in their movement by me catching her wrists. She gave me a questioning look and only met my best attempt at a sultry smirk.

"I dropped it, I'll clean it up. I'll get it quick so it doesn't stain, OK?" I said firmly. She nodded uncertainly, still not sure what was happening. Leaning forward towards the mess I made, I kept hold of her wrists and paused just before my face reached her tits, looking up at her, "You don't mind?"

Ashley made a sound between a grunt and a quizzical whine. I took it as agreement. Gifting her a smile, I leaned in and started to lap at the ice cream in her cleavage, earning a sharp gasp that melted into a confused moan. I took my time, licking around the area to create a perimeter and occasionally pursing my lips to suck up an errant drop or five. Ashley was squirming, but I noticed she didn't seriously try to free her wrists. Her exposed flesh was goose-bumped and warm as I spent a few minutes licking, kissing and lightly blowing my breath on the sides of her tits and the flesh in between.

When I heard her give a needy little whine and buck her hips, I knew it was the right time to move on. Taking my face away from her cleavage and bringing it right to her own, I asked simply, "Wanna fuck?"

That snapped her out of her pleasure haze, "Huh?"

"Do you want to fuck me? Do you want to have sex?"

Her eyes were boggling at me, "Y-yuh-you m-mean? A-a-actual..." she drifted off in a disbelieving tone.

I smiled at her and nodded to confirm tonight she was about to get lucky. "I mean actual penetration." Lowering my voice, I watched her eyes get wider and wider as I described what I planned. "I'm going to take my penis out of my pants, lift up your skirt, take off your panties and stick it in you." She whimpered with desire. "I'm going to pump my cock in and out your cunt until you cum. And I'm going to keep doing it until you've come more than once. Ashley, I'm going to do what I can to fuck your brains out." She was panting by this point and had a hungry, intense look about her. "Of course, I hope you're willing to return the favor."

"Oh fuck, oh fuck," she panted. "but you're....Tiffany...what...?"

"I won't tell her if you don't. I think you're hot. And I think you think I'm hot too. You make me hard and I think I make you wet. If you say no, we can stop now and I won't hold it against you or say anything to anybody. It stays between us." I didn't want to pressure her too much, she might actually be nervous or saving herself for marriage or something. "But if you're down for it, you can see me naked, I can see you naked, we can fuck like horny bunnies and that's that. If you want a one time thing, I'm fine with that. Depending on how good this is, I could see this becoming a regular thing. Either way, you have the option to score right now. If you want it."

Wanting to stack the odds in my favor (I was horny, give me a break), I released one of her wrists and with my free hand, started to unbutton my top. "Fuck yes." She gasped and sat up to kiss me.

No surprise, but she tasted like raspberry and chocolate and I was pleasantly surprised by her enthusiasm. The kiss was awkward at first and I got the sense she was pretty new at this, but she was hot and willing. I didn't have a problem. When we parted after the first few frantic kisses, panting and excited, I got out, "Backseat, naked now?" and she nodded like crazy and watched me with wide eyed wonder as I clambered into the back and fully shrugged off my clothes to leave them in a forgotten heap on the floor. Her focus locked on my throbbing boner and I had to laugh. "Well, gonna join me?"

Ashley virtually dove into the seat next to me and tore off her clothes. Her sweater was the first to be peeled off in a hurry and I got even harder at the sight of her amazing rack. Bouncy, round and proudly upthrust with tight, hard nipples and slightly darker than the rest of her smooth skin, I couldn't wait to play with them. She'd kicked off her shoes and pushed off her skirt, panties and socks in seconds and with no time at all was naked and watching me self-consciously. She was a vision, track-and-field kept her trim and toned all over, but she was blessed with a firm, round ass, nicely flaring hips and long, strong legs. A beautiful balance between strength and femininity. Her legs were parted and I took a moment to admire the dark patch above her glistening slit. She looked like she had a little bit growing, but more like a few days stubble, not a full bush. Knowing that where I was from, guys could be really concerned about their bodies, they just pretended they weren't I decided a bit of honest flattery would help.

"Holy fuck babe, you are hot! I want my cock in you and I want it like yesterday." I exclaimed.

Ashley actually blushed and had a pleased look, almost preening. "Thanks, babe, you're no slouch yourself." Then she got bashful and uncertain for a moment. "Um, did you want to, like, sit up and I'll get on top, or lie down...?"

I laughed at her again. "I can be on top if you like. I don't mind. Lie back and spread em, I'll do the work for now."

"Really?!" she yelped. "But don't guys like it when-?" she immediately stopped herself, closed her eyes and did the deep breathing thing I'd seen her do a few times tonight. Must be her way of calming down and regaining her composure. Without another word, she laid back, careful to keep from kicking me and opened her legs. Her **** expression as I shifted up onto my knees to approach her was too adorable.

"It's okay," I cooed soothingly at her. "just relax and enjoy. I'll take care of this." She nodded while biting her lip. Wanting to be a gentleman and trying to do what I knew I would like, I kissed a quick trail up the inside of both legs for a minute or two before crouching between her legs to be face-to-slit with her open, pink folds. I blew gently on her slit and peeking clit and she squirmed slightly.

"Y-you don't have to do anything y-you don't w-want taauuUUUGGHHH!!!" she'd started, but with a wicked grin, I'd dove in and promptly slipped my tongue inside of her, already wagging it wildly against her inner walls. "FUCK!" she almost screamed as her hips rose to meet my face and all her limbs spasmed at the new sensation. I could tell she was trying to control herself, but I was having too much fun at this point to care about her sudden cut off of my air and just chuckled into her womanhood. Alternating randomly between slow and quick wags of my tongue, between darting in and out and trying to stroke her walls, she was quickly losing her composure and her speech was devolving moans as she writhed under me. "Jjjoooohhhn, ffffuuuu ffuuuuccckkk yuuuuzzzz." she gargled out. I took my tongue out of her for a second before two fingers replaced my tongue and I put my tongue and lips to work on her clit and outer slit. Kisses, blowing my breath, sucking and lapping at her clit like a kitten with a bowl of cream was my method to accompany the rapid pumping of my fingers into her soaking cunt. Her hands reached into my hair and she pushed my face further between her legs, and I knew she was close. I made sure to keep my teeth out of the equation though. I wouldn't like it in my world, why would she?

"Uuuuhn, uuuu, uhhh, uuuuNNNN! UUUUNNNN! FFFFFF-UUUUNNNNGGGHH!" was all the noises Ashley could make as her back arched, big tits pushing out, nipples standing at attention and her fingers almost dug into my scalp as she pushed my head down and her legs locked into place. Nest thing I knew, my fingers felt a squeezing around them accompanied by a rush of moisture and my lips and chin were soaked as she came. "AAAAUUUGGGGHHH!!" Ashley's body shuddered and quaked as her body crested the wave of orgasm and I politely let her ride it out with my fingers still inside her and a renewed tonguing of her little nub.

Ashley gave off a series of grunts and gasps as she tried to catch her breath, eventually remembering I was there. "How-whuh-John?"

"Have fun?" I asked with a smile, face shinning with her pleasure. She could barely nod and looked at me like she couldn't believe her luck.

She started to shift about and made a move to sit up. "I-gasp-can get-gasp-on top now and take care of you." she already sounded out of breath. Poor dear.

I smiled back at her and put a hand on one of her amazing breasts, indulging myself to a perverted squeeze. They felt as soft and perky as they looked, but still much more than a handful. Hell yes. "It's alright, lie back down. It's time for that trip to pound town I promised you."

"Pound town?" she asked still in a post-orgasmic daze.

"Yes, pound town. All aboard." I grinned at her as I positioned myself above her and between her legs. Laying the tip of my prick at the entrance to her hole, I ran it up and down the slit a few times, just to get the very tip wet. I needn't have bothered with how soaked she'd gotten. Wanting to skip the foreplay, I slipped the tip in and once I knew my aim was true, bucked my hips and hilted in her with a single thrust. Ashley's legs immediately jerked about while her hips met mine and she gave a pleasured cry. Fuck! Wet! Hot! And TIGHT! Her pussy was already squeezing me with a **** grip and I had to close my eyes and take a few deep breaths to keep my wits. "Oh fuck baby, you feel great." I managed to gasp.

"You too!" she moaned, wrapping her arms around my shoulders and holding me close, giving me a half-lidded, lustful smile. "You feel soooo gooood inside of me." She gave me a slow kiss, burning with desire. I had to lean a little forward into it as she arched forward to meet my lips. Even lying down, the height difference was a factor, but easy enough to deal with. I almost forgot how tall she was.

But damn was she worth the climb.

Bracing my arms for some leverage, I began rocking back and forth inside her, only pulling out slowly and far enough to get my rhythm and distance right. Her moans became an eager grunt as I picked up the pace, soon pumping her sopping quim like she owed me money. I was delighted to see that Ashley was not lying about wanting to be active. Once she got my rhythm and angle down, she helpfully started thrusting her hips to meet mine in time. Withing minutes, the car was filled with wet slapping and moans mixing together, the windows fogged and sex thick in the air. "Oh fuck! Fuck yes! So tight! So good! Such tight! Asian! Pussy!" I gritted while building up my rhythm, getting closer and closer to shooting my wad.

Ashley had given up actual words by this point and was just wailing at the car ceiling. "Aaagh! OOOHH! Fffffuuu!!! Huuuh, uuungh!! YuuuuH!"

Everything happening, all the sensations and her obvious pleasure meant I couldn't hold out long. "G-gonna cuuummmm!" I announced to her.

"Duuuhhh eeeehhh!" she managed, eyes rolling back in her head, legs waving in the air. I figured that was my go ahead and let the lightning coiling around my spine and gathering in my balls loose. Burying myself as deep as I could go in her with one final thrust, I felt the liquid fire of an orgasm rush through my cock, out the tip and into her. Ashley certainly didn't mind as she felt the sticky heat painting her walls and the knowledge of what she was doing (and who she was doing it with) pushed her over the edge as her toes curled and her eyes rolled back so far she might have seen her own brain if not for the stars exploding behind her eyelids. Her mouth opened in a silent scream and her stomach muscles jumped like crazy as her second orgasm in an hour turned her brains to mush.

While we both came down from our fuck high and caught our breath, Ashley was the first to break the silence. "I...gasp, wheeze...will....never...gasp tell Tiff."

"Me....huff neither." I agreed, punctuating it with a breathless chuckle. I rested collapsed on top of Ashley, my face comfortably nestles between her large tits as I caught my breath. When my heart rate had slowed down enough, I raised my head to look at her and said."Mmmm you were great babe. Again?"

"You want to go again?" she yelped.

I shrugged. "You're hot. I'm horny and this is fun." I was semi-hard, but bet I would get it up again soon enough.

"O-ok." Ashley said. "Do you want to stay on top or...?"

Another shrug from me. "Dealer's choice. Anything you wanted to try?"

"Are you ready right now?" she asked as she glance down to the sticky mess that was our still joined genitals.

With a bashful expression, I replied, "I might need a few minutes, but I do want to fuck you again."

"Sit up," she said, seeming to marshal her strength. "I'll take care of it."

Suspecting what she had planned, I pulled out of her with a sticky 'ssschlorp' and sat up. When Ashley managed to somewhat shakily get upright, she wordlessly nudged me with her hands to sit down and face forward. Once I was seated properly, she dipped her head in my lap and gently started sucking my cock.

"Ooo, that feels nice. Just soft and slow like that babe. I'm kinda sensitive right now." I said while the back of her head started softly bobbing away. Ashley's response was to give me a thumbs up without breaking rhythm. She may have been self conscious earlier, but she sucked my dick like she was on camera. She started slow and gentle until I got life back into my shaft and she felt me start to stiffen up in her mouth. I half expected her to stop once I was at full mast, but she increased her speed and pressure and the car once again filled with the sounds of someone orally worshiping someone else's genitals. Her head bounced at a rapid pace and I admired how her dark hair shimmered like black silk as she blew me. Running my fingers through her hair and moaning to let her know I liked what she was doing, she got the message and kept going. She was certainly enthusiastic. She spent most of her time sucking, but she interspersed in with hungry licks, and eager kisses to my cock and balls. A few times she nuzzled my sack with a smile, seeming not to care about any pubes I had. I guessed I could let her suck me until I blew and she wouldn't mind, but I wanted her other holes. "OK Ashley, you're tongue is amazing, but I'm ready."

Her mouth popped off with an arousing 'scrok' and she looked at me. "Are you sure John? I can finish you in my mouth, I don't mind. I'm not selfish like some other girls." She said with a hopeful smile.

"That's alright Ash. What position did you want to try?" I asked.

With a smouldering smirk, Ashley sat up and straddled me, positioning her cunt just above my shaft. "I want to envelop your cock like this, OK?" she said, wrapping her arms around me and pressing our foreheads together with a happy smile.

I returned her look. "However you want to be impaled, baby."

Her grin grew as her eyes flutter closed and she lowered herself down. She wrapped around me just as tight and wet as before but with an added...'gooeyness' to her. It made sense considering I was enjoying my own sloppy seconds. She felt just as amazing as earlier though and I had to latch my hands on her round, muscled ass cheeks as she continued down until our pelvises were flush against one another. She didn't waste much time though, since it wasn't even a moment before she started to bounce away moaning like a whore. It was refreshingly relaxed to have a big-titted, hot Asian girl ride me like a porn star while I squeezed her ass. I didn't even have to buck up into her, her long, strong legs raised herself up before she let gravity complete the motion and continue the circuit all over again. Every now and then she'd give gravity a little extra help and push herself down for a firmer landing on my cock or stop with me fully inside her and roll her hips for a little extra stimulation, but she seemed most comfortable with straightforward humping. And I wasn't complaining. Her round, super bouncy knockers gave me both a spectacular show and something to do with my mouth besides moan. The first time I mouthed and kissed her rack, she gave a surprised cry of pleasure. When i kept doing it, she leaned in and tried to slow her shoulders to make it easier for me to suck on her tits. I certainly obliged.

She must have fucked me for at least another five minutes before she started to slow. I could tell she was getting tired, so i decided to help her out. "Wanna...unh...finish?" I asked her.

"Are...aah, you done?" she got out between moans.

"I just want to make you cum baby." I answered.

"Ooohhh fuck." she groaned and doubled her efforts for the home stretch. Wanting to be a gentleman, I bucked lightly up to meet her, using my grip on her ass for leverage, I was still careful not to go too crazy so as not to mess up her rhythm. She must have appreciated it though, because her cries of pleasure and fulfillment took on a whole new pitch and volume as her hips went crazy on me, gyrating and humping like a woman possessed. "FUCK, CUMMING! I'M CUUUMMMING!" she screamed like a banshee while I felt her cunt clamp down on my cock with mind-blowing strength and a heat that made her pussy feel like molten honey. Her entire body seized up and she gave a series of sharp squeaks as her latest climax raged through her. I wasn't quite ready to come yet, so I let her come down at her own pace and busied myself with sucking on the beautifully developed rack in front of me.

Several minutes later when she finally came back to earth, she got out, "Mmm, gluh, mmmrrrh?"

"You can say that again." I chuckled at her.

(Withness here. Holy shit, this took a long time. I started it late last night and then got up this morning to work on it just because I couldn't stop thinking about how I wanted it to go. I'll probably edit it to smooth out some rough spots as well. If you enjoyed it, please leave a like/comment. Please let me know what you liked best. As always, if you have any comments or call-outs, feel free to let me know in the comments or send me a message if you don't feel comfortable with that.)