Ashley

You make a snap decision. "Ashley," you say. "I choose Ashley."

Kate pouts and steps back. "I'll keep watch at least," she says, turning her back to the two of you. You have to admit she looks sexy as Hell tonight, but there's something about Ashley that's speaking to you at the moment, something about her well-put together style clashing with her eager and roaming hands.

"But we don't have much time," you say.

"I'll be quick, I promise," Ashley says, looking up at you. She pushes you up against a nearby wooden fence and undoes your belt. Instead of dropping your jeans entirely, though, she reaches into them and pushes her hand past the waistband of your boxers. Her cold fingers wrap around your balls and she uses the leverage to pull them, along with your cock, out into the winter air. Her hand gets to work, furiously pumping your cock. She makes fierce eye contact, her piercing blue eyes meeting yours, and you can't look away. The smile on her face is like a predator closing in on a good meal. You feel like you should feel a little scared, but her hand on your dick feels too good, and looking down at her sexy face sets your mind at ease.

You groan, throwing your head back against the fence. "Fuck, Ashley." You feel like you haven't really gotten a handjob since you were in middle school. After your first blowjob, you just never saw the point. But in Ashley's hands-- quite literally-- you see the beauty in the act as something unique. "Fuck," you say again. Somehow, after only a few minutes, she's brought you to the brink of orgasm. "Fuck. I'm gonna cum."

"Okay," Ashley says. You notice again the dilation in her irises as she stares up at you. "Great. I'm ready." She braces the tip of your dick against her left hand while she keeps jacking you off with her right.

"Urgh," you grunt, and your dick swells for a moment. Your eyes flutter, but you **** yourself to keep eye contact with Ashley. She smiles as cum spills from your dick and into the palms of her hands. Once your cock finally finishes twitching, you watch as she raises her hands to her lips and licks them clean. Seeing her lick your cum off of her fingers is a transcendent thing.

"Okay," she says. "Kate!" she calls to the blonde waiting for the two of you on the street corner. "We're ready to go!" She pushes your dick back into your boxers, and you marvel at her efficiency.

"Jesus," you say to yourself, watching Ashley's ass sway as she jogs back to Kate in her heels. "Some girl."