Moving On

I picked up the condom and ripped the package open, letting it fall to the floor. I rolled it over my cock expertly, giving it a tug to make sure it was on correctly. It was.

Ashley watched this all with aroused curiosity. It was obvious she'd never seen anyone put on a rubber before, though I was sure that she had sex. Teenagers didn't give a shit and didn't think about consequences.

Ashley's long and slender legs made her an irresistibly sexy sight to behold.

I climbed back on the bed and positioned myself over the top of her. Our lips came together again, our tongues swirling back and forth once more. Her firm tits were against my chest and my outer thighs were against her inner thighs.

I held my cock in my hand and slid the head up and down a few times against her wet lips.

"Do it!" Ashley yelled, pushing her hips upward.

Gently, I pressed onward, letting the tip of my member enter her. She let out a sigh as my tip got engulfed by her silky and wet tunnel, feeling as if a hand was gripping me, and I could slide no further.

I gracefully withdrew and pressed forward once more, gaining a little more ground with each thrust.

Finally, I was all the way inside the tightest box I'd ever imagined. I began to thrust in and out, feeling her clamping on me as I slid back and forth.

She smiled at me as she moved her hand to my hip.

After a few moments, she loosened up a little, allowing me to pick up the pace. I then began to slam in and out with practiced strokes.

"Nuugh!!! Your cock is so fucking GOOOOOD!" She moaned and clawed at my back with her nails as I fucked her, her hips rising and falling counter to mine.

Her skin began to perspire heavily, making our bodies slide exquisitely together.

I leaned over her face, and we kissed. The kiss was now more aggressive than it was passionate.

I suddenly got up to my knees, putting her legs on my shoulders while I continued to fuck her.

I was able to look down upon her supine body, to watch my cock sliding in and out of her slit, to see her face, to watch the rapture in her eyes.

I stroked her thighs up and down and then I began feeling those beautiful breasts, squeezing them a little rougher now. I slammed harder and harder into her, making her grunt and moan.

"AAAAH! I'M CUMMIIIING!" She screamed as she came again, pulling me back down to her and thrusting her tongue back into my mouth.

I was at the end of my rope by then so I went for the final push. I fucked as hard as I could, sweat dripping off my face, that tight pussy gripping and releasing me. I felt the sensation of pure pleasure starting in my groin and spreading quickly throughout my body from there.

I began to groan myself, losing control of my thrusting rhythm, only battering her like an animal.

The pleasure of orgasm assaulted me, had its way with me, completely took my body over for an indeterminate amount of time. It was pleasure on the purest level.

I shot blast after blast inside of her (inside the condom, actually), continuing to pound away until I fell exhausted atop of her.

We kissed each other for a moment and then looked in each other's eyes. Hers were full of satisfaction and confusion.

"Wow," she whispered finally. "That was... that was awesome."

I smiled, kissing her nose and pulling myself out of her.

"Thank you," I said, rolling to my back next to her.

She was still looking at me. "It was almost like... I don't know." She shook her head.

"Like what?" I asked.

"Like you were, oh, I don't know, older or something."

"I'm just wise beyond my years. That's all."

She looked at me doubtfully as I tied a knot in the condom and stood up. "What now?" she asked.

I looked her in the eyes. "It would be more beneficial for both of us if we remained just friends. I have to be honest about my feelings. Even if we got together, it wouldn't last. I don't have deeper feelings for you, Ashley."

Her gaze met mine as I picked up my clothes from the floor. "You know, it was worth it though. Where did you learn how to, you know, make love like that?"

"Here and there," I answered.

She sat up, pulling the sheet around her. "What do we tell the guys outside?"

I smiled and shrugged. "I'll tell them you teased me into oblivion and didn't give it up."

She laughed. "Like that's something they'd believe..."

"Well, at least I think they'll be smart enough not to talk about it," I replied.

She nodded, a hint of a smile still on her lips. "Thank you for not trying to deceive me."

"No, I need to apologize to you. I used you to fulfill my desires and I'm not giving you anything in return. If you need any help in the future, just call," I said, feeling a pang of guilt.

She stared at me for a second and then started giggling. "Are you sure you're only eighteen?"

We put our clothes back on, catching our breath before heading out of the room and back onto the balcony.

It had only been about 30 minutes, but when we returned to the balcony, these guys were now making out in broad day... nightlight.

When Ashley and I showed up, they quickly stopped and awkwardly straightened up. We sat down, and surprisingly, they didn't even ask what happened inside.

Ashley brought out a bright idea of going through pictures from our high school trips. She had a collection of pictures she took with her camera.

She brought out the photos, and we started looking through them. I must admit, I didn't remember much.

We laughed at some ridiculous pictures and reminisced about the fun times.

Despite everything, I ended up enjoying the night, mostly because looking at those pictures brought back a flood of memories.

I think we sat on the balcony until 5 a.m. before Lucy fell asleep in a sitting position.

We decided it was time to call it a night. There was enough space in the house for us to find a spot to crash—or, I mean, get some sleep.