6 – Ashia’s Mouth *

[Prateek's POV]

Horrifically distracted by the massive boner in my shorts, I for some reason blurted out that I had never had a girlfriend. Turning her head to look over her shoulder, Ashia gasped, "You mean you're 'still' a virgin?"

Blushing vividly, I turned away and was about to bolt in shame when Ashia reached out to hold my shoulders. "Hey," she said as her body pressed into my back, "I didn't mean to embarrass you." Her arms wrapped around me until I became acutely aware of her boobs pressing into my back. "In fact," Ashia whispered into my ear, "if you want -- I can fix your 'problem' really easily." With that, Ashia pulled away then said, "Look at me."

My eyes nearly popped out of my head as I turned and beheld Ashia's totally naked breasts. Her full tantalizingly 34B-sized boobs hung in such a way to have this mouthwatering upturned look. Squirting lotion across the top of her tits, Ashia gazed enticingly at me and said, "You're not going to let my babies burn, are you?"

With trembling hands and bated breath, I spread the oil over her fantastic breasts, reveling at their heft and firmness, and yet their incredible softness. I tentatively squeezed them, feeling the sponginess of her fullness as they slipped between my grasping fingers. Her harden cylindrical nipples became immediately erect, big and meaty, just begging to be sucked.

Ashia gasped loudly as I couldn't resist inhaling first one of her rigid projections, sucking and pulling at it with my lips. "Oh, don't stop," she groaned when I rolled and tweaked her other nipple between my thumb and forefinger, feeling it become long and hard under my fingertips. "My titties are so sensitive...ooh, that feels incredible. I love the way you suck my nippies."

Suddenly Ashia grasped a handful of my hair and pulled my head up and away from her heaving chest. Her lips descended upon mine, kissing me in uninhibited passion until I responded in kind. Pulling my face back, she panted breathlessly into my ear, "We shouldn't be doing this...you know. But, if you don't tell...I won't tell."

Who was I to argue especially when Ashia was French kissing me into willing submission?

"God," Ashia exclaimed, "I'm so horny! Look how wet you made me!" With that she pushed my hand down, shoving it between her legs. I then realized just how full of surprises Ashia was. She had undone her bikini bottom and was now buck naked. Instead of gliding over a small trimmed patch of silky pubic hair, my fingertips encountered baby-smooth skin of Ashia's exposed sex.

Her back arched sharply as I easily slipped between her swollen pussy lips, dipping into the hidden well of her liquid passion. When I digitally plowed her love slit up and down, Ashia squirmed uncontrollably, and I couldn't believe how incredibly slippery and wet she was. It was at this time that Ashia uttered the three words that would forever change my life, "Please -- fuck -- me!"

In a flash, I was up, ripping open the Velcro of my board shorts to finally release the raging hard-on that immediately slapped against my hard stomach. "Ohhh, Prateek," Ashia groaned as her eyes riveted on rigid manhood, "if I had known you were so well hung...I would have seduced you sooner." With that she pulled me to her and like a dream come true I found myself lying on top of Ashia sweaty and lotion-covered body.

However, before I could do anything, Ashia grasped my eagerly probing member, and spreading her legs, positioned me between her inner thighs. "Don't move...don't do anything," she whispered. Ashia sensuously gyrated her hips until my rock-hard manhood was slide up and down the slipperiness of her womanhood. Then grabbing my buns and pulling me to her, Ashia suddenly lifted her hips, thrusting up to meet me.

How do I describe the out-fucking-standing rapture of feeling your virgin cock slowly penetrate the seething, molten velvet cunt of a willing and desirable woman? A shudder shook my entire body as if to make sure that this was actually happening. Then as if waking from a dream, I was consumed with an uncontrollable lust. I frantically fucked Ashia like there was no tomorrow, repeatedly driving deeper and deeper into her.

Ashia threw back her head to emit sharp gasps with each thrust I made between her wide spread thighs. I soon realized that her utterances were those night sounds that I had heard coming from Ashia's window and to which I had beat my meat repeatedly. The next thing I knew I was ramming as far and as hard as I could into Ashia's squeezing twat. A raw guttural cry ripped from my throat as I erupted in one hell of an ejaculation that had me spewing my guts into hers.

Shaking violently, I collapsed in the open arms of Ashia who held me until my spasms subsided. I suddenly realized that I was no longer a goddamn virgin.

"Did you enjoy fucking me, Prateek?" I could only muster a weak nod in response. "You were fantastic," Ashia whispered into my ear, hushing any reply with lingering kiss. Then with a deft move, Ashia somehow rolled my limp body over. "But now it's my turn," she murmured as her hands roamed and caressed my body, her lips and tongue which blazed a hot, wet trail lazily across my heaving chest, then down my taunt stomach.

"Oh, shit...she's going to..."

Now it was my turn to cry out as Ashia slurped my soften penis with obvious relish and practice. Watching her head bob up and down, deep-throating me with ease. I rejoiced in the no-brainer ecstasy of getting my first certifiable blow job. Having jerked off several on those nights that I listened to Ashia's nocturnal moans, I felt myself being revitalized in her delicious mouth

"Oh, yeah, Ashia! Ooh, suck me good! Please let me come in your mouth! Ooh, how I want to shoot my wad down your gulping throat!"