Chapter 19 ~ Ff
It was Friday and her tutor had finally left, and Erin only had about a half hour to shower and get dressed before Ashley was supposed to be over. She had been with Steven again on Thursday.... and after she begged him to fuck his little girl harder, and he had said how much he loved cumming inside his daughter's pussy... they made a plan to make Tuesdays and Thursdays their regular thing and meet on other days as often as they could. It was just barely ok with Erin.... she wanted him more... but she knew to not get clingy, she knew he would pick Sarah over her. For now.
She had just finished buttoning up her knee-length, tan capri pants and pulled her white t-shirt over her head when the intercom buzzed. "It's me," she heard Ashley's voice say, and Erin replied, "Come up!" and buzzed her in. She found her heart was racing in the eternity it took for the knock on her door. She was too young to know a girl isn't supposed to look anxious, so she opened the door immediately, smiling. Ashley smiled back and they hugged. "Come in!" Erin said, pulling her by the hand, and Ashley did.
Ashley was wearing black yoga pants, a black, off the shoulder top with half sleeves, and black shoes with 3 inch heels, making her height over Erin even more pronounced, with Erin in her bare feet. "Oh my god girl, you look amazing. Sorry I didn't have time to fix myself, my tutor just left. Come in," she said again, pulling Ashley into the living room, who was looking around.
"This is a really nice place," she said. "Just you and your mom?"
"Yeah, my dad... is gone. He doesn't live here." She had no idea why she didn't just tell her the truth.
Ashley just nodded, most of the girls she knew in her life didn't have fathers. No surprise, there.
"Please, sit," Erin said, and Ashley sat on the couch, looking up at Erin. Erin wasn't used to hosting guests like grownups did... she wasn't sure what to do. "Would you like some... wine or something?" She didn't care for wine, but her mother always had an open box in the fridge.
Ashley smiled, "Nah, too early for me. Maybe just a diet coke?"
Erin smiled, and padded into the kitchen. Ashley watched her cute little butt as she walked away. "I like your pants," she said to Erin, now in the kitchen in front of the fridge.
"Thanks, I got them at the Mercada down at Forever 21. I like them too," and she poured them a couple glasses of diet coke and ice, and went back to the living room. She sat next to Ashley on the couch, sitting on one foot, turned toward her.
Ashley sipped hers, feeling a little shy. WHY am I shy? this is so not like me, she asked herself, and giggled a little.
"What's funny?" Erin asked, smiling.
"Oh... I was just thinking how strange it is to see you, outside of Vicky's. I feel like we should be in a dressing room," and she gave Erin a shy smile.
"I know what you mean," Erin said, and Ashley got goose bumps as Erin slid closer so their knees were touching. "And when I talk to you on the phone I am usually naked in bed, this is pretty strange."
Ashley pulled one foot under her so she was turned toward Erin, now so much closer. She was beginning to feel hot. My god, she hasn't even touched me yet, and she is having this effect on me.
"Oh, you are in bed when you talk to me?" Ashley said... god, that was corny.
Erin didn't care to play this game any more, she'd been thinking of kissing Ashley all day, so she just did. With that stupid glass of coke in her hand she leaned in, and Ashley met her half way. Erin closed her eyes as their lips met, and they kissed each other softly, for a long while. She peeked once, Ashley had her eyes closed, too, and that made Erin happy. Ashley smelled so good... I have to find out what perfume that is. Her face was so soft, she touched Ashley's cheek with her fingers, not stubbly like Steven. Erin really loved how soft girls were... for some reason being with a girl made Erin feel even more vulnerable than with a boy, even though a girl could not penetrate her like a boy could... it was strange, to her. At some point they both managed to put their drinks on the coffee table, and they held each other close as they made out, not touching or groping, just sweet kisses, both of them enjoying being together in the comfort and security of a comfortable and private setting for a change.
They made out for almost 20 minutes, but for both of them the time seemed to go by in an instant. At some point Erin ended up sideways on Ashley's lap, who was holding and cradling her almost like a baby as they kissed. They both pulled away at seemingly the same time, becoming so in tune with each other, and they hugged on the couch, holding each other tight.
"I don't know what it is about you," Ashley said from Erin's shoulder as they held each other, "But this feels soooo nice."
Erin squeezed her, feeling Ashley's larger breasts pressed against hers. "I know what you mean," she replied, looking into Ashley's light brown eyes. After a moment Erin asked, "Can I ask you something?"
"Of course."
"Have you.... had a lot of girlfriends?"
Ashley just looked into Erin's blue eyes, flashes of so many hookups with so many women from the strip club flashing through her consciousness. "Why do you ask?" feeling slightly embarrassed at what she was sure would be a high number, to a 13 year old girl.
"Well," Erin looked away, not breaking their embrace, but still seeming to put a little distance in between them. "I have friends.... not... well... this is hard to explain. I guess you could say I started early, and I have been with five girls in my life, and I still see three of them. No, wait, six.... now there's you," and Ashley couldn't help but return Erin's smile when she said that.
"And I love them all so much... so it wasn't like I am just being a slut. I actually went through a lot with them..." she wasn't quite ready to tell Ashley about The Circle. "And there were men, too.... but... what I mean is..." and she paused. "Ugh... I don't know what to say!"
Ashley was a little confused. "You just turned 13, right?"
"Yeah..."
"Well.... six girls... and how many men?"
"Ummm.... six. No, seven. Eight." She'd forgotten the two at Janeane's. "But, I only had sex with two of them. Well, you know, full sex. Does oral count?"
The ease with which she said that and the sincerity in her voice was a little shocking to Ashley. "You've already had sex with 12 people, and you just turned 13?" Ashley repeated.
"Yeah.... is... that a lot?" Erin was suddenly feeling a little self conscious.
"How old were the men?" Ashley asked.
"Ummm... well, like, most of them were in their 30s. Some older."
"Ahhhhh, I see," Ashley said, suddenly understanding. She'd known men like that, who preyed on young girls.
"Are you ok with it, Erin? I mean... do you need.... like... help?"
Erin was confused for a moment. "What do you mean? Are you..." and she suddenly had a thought. "Oh, do you think I'm like being raped or something?"
"Well, kind of," Ashley said. "This isn't like a cry for help, is it?"
Erin looked into her eyes. "Oh my god, you're trying to save me," and she hugged Ashley tight. "No, no. I started young, like I said... but that... it's a long story, but I'm ok now. Yes, things were bad for a while, but that's in the past. I'm getting to be in a good place, now"
Ashley looked at her, brushing some of Erin's blonde hair off her face. "Are you sure, honey? There are people we can call, you can get away to a safe place if you need to."
Erin just looked at her. "I love that you are worried about me," and she smiled. "Listen... there is only one guy I am seeing right now, and he's fine. Trust me, if anyone is getting raped, it's him," and the girls laughed softly. "And I have three close girl friends, and I love them, and we sleep together sometimes, but they are my friends from when I was younger, and we were kind of all in it together. So we are just so close now."
"Are they older?"
"They are about my age."
Ashley thought she might understand what had happened to Erin, but she was suggesting something pretty big... organized... and Ashley wasn't quite ready to imagine that, yet. "So ok... what are you asking me?"
"Well.... you're... like... a perfect woman... I was wondering if you thought me being with so many people makes me a bad person. A slut."
Ashley just looked at the young girl, "Why do you think I'm the perfect woman?"
Erin was confused. "Besides the obvious things?"
Ashley just laughed, "WHAT obvious things?"
"Well... look at you. You are like... you ooze femininity. You dress amazing, you are beautiful, your body is perfect, you have a great life. I hope I am half the woman you are, someday."
Ashley was a little embarrassed, both for the compliment, and that Erin was so mistaken about her. She looked away from Erin, "Honey, I am far from perfect. I hated my tits so I had them done. My ass only looks like this because I wear the right clothes. It takes me over an hour to do my face and hair before I can leave my apartment every day, and I spend another hour on my nails every night. I'm nothing great. If you saw me first thing in the morning you wouldn't think I was perfect."
Then Erin did what she had always done so easily, she made Ashley see herself the way Erin saw her. "Ash, look at me." Ashley did, Erin's eyes now holding her. "You are an amazing woman. You don't know this... but you came along... you found me... at a time in my life when I was a mess. I didn't know what I was doing, I didn't know how I was feeling, I didn't know where I was going. Suddenly I am having that moment with you in a changing room and it felt like... suddenly I knew what I could do, who I could be. I didn't realize it but your kiss was like a lifeline for me. It isn't just your body... and trust me, it's amazing. It's who you are... this free woman, free to be herself, free to be beautiful, free to find a lover. I have none of that. I have to sneak you in when my Mom leaves... I have to do what she says and pretend to be a virgin. I wish I was you, I wish I had your life."
Ashley just looked at her, this amazing young woman with the glorious blonde hair, and hugged her again, and suddenly felt so close to her, lucky to have found her. "Honey.... my life isn't all that great. You know I'm a dancer, right?"
"Yeah?"
"Do you know anything about stripping?"
"Well... not really," the younger girl admitted.
"Well, I dance at one of the two hottest clubs in town. There's a long line of girls trying to dance there, and there are 50 of them who would kill to take my slot if I quit. So do I have to tell you what a girl has to do to get a spot in those clubs?"
Erin had no idea, and Ashley could see it in her face.
"I had to fuck the owner to get in so I could make my $1500 per night, and I don't dare ever tell him no when he says there is an after-hours party at his place when the club closes. So about every other weekend I end up there with 5 other dancers and we fuck him and each other and whatever other guys he decides to invite along. If I'm lucky they don't smell too bad." Ashley turned away, she could tell her cheeks were red. "Honey, you tell me my life is perfect and then you wonder if you're a slut because you have loving relationships with a few people... every day of my life I know I'm a slut because I don't have anything like that." And then she was still, and silent.
Erin just looked at Ashley with wide eyes, she had no idea it was like that, for her. She knew she was a stripper but only had a vague idea what that meant, taking off her clothes while men watched. She always thought of Ashley as the girl from Victoria's Secret first, with another glamorous life somewhere else, dancing. She was beginning to have a better understanding, and she could see how it pained Ashley to admit it to her. Which means that she cares how I think of her, and that made Erin melt.
Erin lightly put her fingers on Ashley's chin, and turned her back. "Sweetie," Erin said. "You are."
"I am what?" Ashley asked.
"You are in a loving relationship with someone," Erin said, simply.
A tear ran down Ashley's cheek as Erin came close, and kissed her lips softly, once, twice. Ashley wrapped her arms around the little blonde girl and kissed her back, for some reason feeling better in this moment of unguarded honesty than she could remember being. Before, sex had usually just felt good, but this was beginning to feel right. She kissed Erin back fiercely, and when she felt Erin's tongue touch her she opened, and let her in, feeling the sensation from her hairline to her toes.
She held Erin in her lap, held her so close, her body heating up, her skin beginning to squirm over her flesh, desiring more sensation with the amazing little blonde girl. When she felt Erin's hand on her breast she audibly gasped into Erin's mouth, she had instant goose bumps that turned into a violent shiver, the way her body had reacted. She felt Erin's hand squeeze, find her hard nipple, pinch. She dropped her hand to Erin's waist, and then her ass, squeezing it. I can't believe this young girl turns me on so much she managed to think, feeling Erin hold her body tight against her.
Suddenly Erin broke their kiss and squirmed off of Ashley's lap, and pulled her up by the hands. "Come on," she said with a smile. Ashley just let her lead her away. They walked down the hall and into Erin's bedroom, Ashley just barely had time to take in the cute femininity of it, seemingly a cross between a child's bedroom, and that of a woman. It made sense.
Erin stood in front of Ashley and pulled her top off, over her head, Ashley raising her arms to help. Erin saw her cleavage held tight by Ashley's black bra, groaned, and buried her face in it, kissing and licking Ashley's soft flesh.
Ashley held Erin to her chest and moaned, but then reached down and found Erin's t-shirt and pulled it off the same way, Erin raising her arms. Erin was wearing white, today. Not her old little-girl undies, but the white set from Vicky's Secret. Looking down, Ashley could see the contrast, her own larger breasts in her black bra facing Erin's smaller breasts in her white... and she thought for a moment to wonder if there was some symbolism there, but instead kissed Erin's chest the way Erin had kissed hers. Erin moaned but wanted more, her hands slid down Ashley's waist, found the top of her yoga pants, and slid them down. Ashley felt it, undid Erin's capri pants, and slid them down. They helped each other step out of their clothes and stood before each other, holding hands, looking into each other's eyes.
Ashley looked down, she had a question but was feeling shy.
"What is it?" Erin asked her softly.
Ashley looked back up, "Do you really care about me?" she asked, feeling more vulnerable than she could remember being, even when she was 12, experimenting with love with her big brother. If she says no, that's it, I'm going to die right here.
Erin smiled, and Ashley couldn't help it, she smiled with her. "I really do. Do you care about me?"
Ashley still couldn't help it, she giggled, and then she pulled Erin in close to kiss her, knocking them both off balance, and fortunately Erin's bed was there to catch them.
They met on top of Erin's comforter, their kisses passionate, yet sweet. Their fingers touching bare skin, lightly, eliciting soft sighs as nerve endings were stimulated and soft downy hairs stood up on end. Neither on top, neither in charge, just two curious souls surprised and delighted by their entwining, giving, and receiving. Erin slid her thigh between Ashley's, both girls gasping at the intimate contact against their panties, and their hips thrust against each other, increasing the contact. Erin kissed her way down the taller girl's chest and pulled her bra down, taking the woman's brown, hard nipple in her mouth and suckling, causing Ashley to hold Erin against her and gasp. Erin suckled on one and then the other, feeling so close, loving the sighs and moans she heard come from her Ashley.
She brought her face back up and Ashley kissed her firmly, their tongues dancing, and Ashley reached up to the front clasp of Erin's bra and released her breasts. Erin felt the cool air touch her exposed skin, she felt her nipples harden, and soon she felt one in Ashley's hot, wet mouth as now Ashley suckled. Ashley punctuated her attention on Erin's right nipple with a nibble and a kiss, causing Erin to gasp, and did the same after suckling her left. Erin's head was spinning, she soon stopped trying to think, to reason, and gave in to the sensation, and the emotions of it all. She rolled on top of Ashley and kissed her way down her tummy. Ashley gasped as Erin stuck her tongue into her pierced belly button, and continued down her body. Ashley spread her legs as Erin settled between them. Without hesitation Erin pulled the bit of cloth that was covering Ashley's obviously wet vagina to the side, and slid her tongue between her labia. She was looking up as she did, Ashley first looking down between her breasts, watching her, but as Erin's tongue found her clit, her head flew back into the pillow, she grabbed the bed sheets and twisted them in her hands, and she moaned in pleasure. Erin brought her hands up Ashley's body as she licked her, Ashley took her hands into her own and squeezed. Erin loved how the older girl tasted, different than her friends. She couldn't explain it, spicier, somehow, almost like cinnamon.... but knew she loved it. Ashley moaned and writhed and arched her pussy up against Erin's mouth and tongue, sometimes squeezing Erin's hands so tight it almost hurt. Erin heard Ashley's breath become rapid, and started flicking, pushing her over the cliff with her tongue, when Ashley was saying, "No... no..." pulling Erin up and away from her. Erin crawled up her body and Ashley put her arms around her hard, brought Erin's face down and kissed her passionately, and was licking her own juices off of Erin's face with enthusiasm. Erin had never felt anything like it.
"You were so close," Erin managed to get out. "I wanted you to finish."
Still breathing hard, "I was... but I want to with you." With that she got on her knees and turned around, and was suddenly kissing Erin's tummy, squirming her head down between Erin's legs. Erin spread them for her, felt Ashley take her ass in her hands as her mouth covered Erin's pussy, Erin gasping, she could feel Ashley sucking on her clit through the fabric of her panties. Erin moved in next to her and did the same, kissing Ashley's lower tummy, and Ashley again spread her legs for Erin. Erin pushed the fabric to the side again, felt Ashley do the same to her, and the girls relaxed into a sixty-nine.
Both girls were intent on bringing the other pleasure, both girls' hands gripping the other's ass, bodies open and receptive to the sensations of the other, but trying to only bring the other pleasure. There was no selfishness, only generosity, freely giving themselves to the other. Erin trying so hard to concentrate on what made Ashley moan the hardest, but was so distracted by Ashley doing the same to her at the same time.
Ashley had never felt anything like this. With men it was always about their pleasure, obviously. With the girls from the club, often on coke or meth or ecstasy who knows what, they were often so out of their minds they didn't know what was happening around them. It was so rare she had been with a girl like Erin.... have I ever been with a person like Erin? So loving, and giving, and gentle, so... there, so amazing. All she wanted in this moment was to make Erin happy, it seemed like the most important thing in the world. She didn't think she'd ever felt this way for anyone, not even her brother. And I actually love him.... so what does that make this? she thought to wonder.
Erin had gotten her so close to orgasm before that she was actively trying to not have one now, wanting to focus on Erin, but it was a losing battle.... Erin was so good at what she was doing. Fortunately, so was Ashley... and as Ashley finally lost her battle against her inevitable climax, Erin also found hers, and both girls screamed into each other's vagina as she continued trying to pleasure the other through their own fog of pleasure. It was a sweetly intense battle that they both lost, and both won.
Finally they stopped, sensing the other was at her limit, and rested their heads on each other's thigh, catching their breath. Ashley was turned around backwards on the bed so she was the one to adjust, turning and putting her head on the pillow next to Erin, looking into her beautiful, flushed face. She saw Erin covered with her juices... she always got super wet when she was really excited, and she kissed Erin softly, and then began licking her face clean. Erin closed her eyes and let her, enjoying the strange sensation, the intimacy of it, somehow even more so than sharing oral sex. This was up-close and literally in-her-face, it couldn't be denied. When Ashley was done Erin opened her eyes, saw her own juices on Ashley's chin, and did the same. Ashley smiled at her big when she finished.
"Wow," Ashley said, finally breaking the silence.
"It's nice not having to stand up in a cramped dressing room," Erin said, and they shared a small laugh.
"I'm really glad I met you," Ashley said, trying to memorize Erin's blue eyes. "I'm really glad you raped me in the changing room where I work," and they both laughed.
"You didn't seem to be complaining about it afterwards," Erin said with a smile.
Ashley started brushing the wisps of hair out of Erin's face. "I actually almost told you that I couldn't see you again, after I had time to think about it. When you told me how old you were, I mean. I thought you were too young, that I was taking advantage of you or something."
"Well I'm glad you didn't tell me that," Erin said, looking back into Ashley's eyes, still not used to their strange, sandy color.
"Well, I was going to and then you raped me again," and both girls laughed at that.
They shared a few light kisses, touching their lips, caressing each other's body. Erin was exploring Ashley's breasts, feeling the weight of them, squeezing them lightly. Ashley looked down at her hands, "Have you never seen fake breasts before?"
Erin looked down at where her hand was. "These are fake?"
"Yeah.... I think I mentioned I used to hate my tits... I was kind of small. As soon as I got them done all of a sudden I could start dancing in the good club," and she gave a half grin.
Erin looked at them in a new light, again squeezing them, cupping them in her hand. "They are so.... firm. Not squishy, and she cupped her own breast with one hand, for comparison. I mean, I really like them, obviously," and she leaned down and gave a kiss to each of Ashley's nipples, which caused her to half-sigh, half squeal at the sensation.
"Do they... feel the same?" Erin asked. "Like, does this feel the same as it did before you got them done?" and she bent down and bit her nipple, playfully.
"Stop it!" she giggled, and patted Erin's bare butt. "Yeah, it still feels amazing. Sometimes a girl will lose sensation if the surgeon sucks, but mind did a good job."
Erin looked back up into Ashley's eyes and said, "Well, I'm really glad you didn't make me stop seeing you," going back to their previous conversation.
"I really am too," Ashley said, and drew Erin in close, feeling herself melt against the younger girl.
They held each other like that for a long while.
"Can I ask you something personal, though?" Ashley asked softly.
"Yes," Erin replied simply. She had a guess at what was coming, she had been expecting it since earlier, when she and Ashley had been talking in the other room.
"How old were you when you started... messing around with people? Like.... sexually."
"I was 8."
"A relative?" Ashley asked, the face of her brother passing through her mind.
"No... he was our neighbor."
"Oh." Ashley was quiet for a moment. "Was he older?"
"Yes," Erin responded without hesitation. She was a little surprised she could talk about John so easily, she had never had to talk about him much with her friends, they already knew the story. "Yes, he was in his 30s. He was really great to me."
"Oh," Ashley said. "So... it was good. You liked it."
"Very much," Erin replied, putting her forehead against Ashley's, remembering. "Yes, I was a curious girl, and he was very loving with me. Very gentle. He made everything really wonderful."
"You lost your virginity to him when you were 8?"
"No... umm, no. That happened on the night of my 10th birthday. We just did other stuff starting when I was 8."
"Oh, ok. Gotcha." Ashley understood. "Did he... did your Mom ever know?"
Erin hesitated, this time. "No... no. Not really."
Ashley wasn't sure how to take that. "So what happened?"
Erin took a deep breath, and she wondered how much to tell Ashley, her new friend. This was deeply personal to her, but she wanted to be able to share it with Ashley, she felt like they might have something. But she also didn't want to scare Ashley away.
She waited so long trying to decide that Ashley finally said, "You don't need to tell me, I understand."
"No..." Erin finally said. "I want to. But... I don't even know what to say. I don't want you to think.... I'm, like, damaged."
"Well I already know you're a slut and I'm still here, how bad can this be?" Ashley said with a straight face, looking into Erin's eyes... and finally both girls laughed.
"My neighbor was named John," she started, "And I actually made the first move, but I didn't know I was making a move, at the time. I just know I discovered something that felt good." Erin started at the beginning, and told her story, as much as she knew of it, but still glossing over a few things here and there, like her pregnancy, what had happened to her father, her emotional numbness when she came out of her coma, the collar she had worn, for a while. She mentioned she'd been put into the hospital in a coma when The Circle was broken, and that she didn't know what became of John, and she told Ashley of her friends who had been searching for her without giving up.
Ashley just listened, eyes wide, as Erin told her story, completely brushing off what she had done to save her friends from that life of slavery. Who is this girl? Ashley wondered in awe. She'd never heard of anything like this, or read about it, or saw it on TV... Erin is a heroine. Finally Erin finished with, "And then I started visiting La Mercada, and met you. And then you were in my bed making me cum really hard," and they both laughed.
"So... you're still friends then, with these Circle girls?" Ashley asked.
"Yes... they are my best friends. Really, I would not have changed anything if it meant I would have never found them." Well, except I would have liked to have had my baby, she thought silently.
"And these are the girls... you are still close with? You still sleep together? I'm sorry if that's too personal... I'm just really in... like, wow. You know?"
Erin smiled at her. "It's ok, you can ask me personal things," and she gave Ashley a soft kiss, that made Ashley blush. "Yes... I still love them, and we... I think we're going to get together more often, if we can. We spent last weekend together, and it... it really... was what I needed. I was kind of a mess when I met you.... I hope that doesn't hurt your feelings..."
Ashley shook her head and smiled.
"But I met you and then I had my weekend with them, and really I'm in a better place now than I have been since... that day I found John gone. So." And Erin didn't know where to go from there.
Ashley hugged her again, she was feeling so close to this little blonde girl, and it was a scary feeling. She was feeling vulnerable, like maybe Erin had the ability to hurt her in a way that no else could. "Thank you for sharing that with me. Really. It means a lot to me that you did," she said into Erin's ear as they hugged.
"You are the first person I ever told all of that to, except for the ones who were in it with me," Erin said back to her. "Thank you for not judging me."
Ashley and Erin held each other in Erin's dim room with the curtains closed, feeling so close, so vulnerable to each other, as the beam of light coming from the window described a path across her room. Erin glanced at her phone, "My mom will be home in a while, we probably have a half hour before you have to leave," she said sadly.
Ashley looked at her and slid her hand down between Erin's thighs. "Do you think we have time?" she asked with hooded eyelids, enjoying it as Erin's lips parted as she felt the soft fingers against her vagina.
"Ahhh" Erin sighed softly... "But before... I was wondering... can you tell me about you? I told you so much... I want to know you, too."
Ashley stopped softly caressing, and gave Erin a small smile. "Anything. What would you like to know?"
Erin just looked back into her eyes. "Tell me about your first time, you heard about mine."
Ashley gazed back into her eyes, a long and steady look, her heart was beating a little fast. "Are you sure you want to hear this? It's not normal."
Erin couldn't keep in a snort, "And my life is normal?" and smiled.
Ashley smiled, "Yeah, but.... I might have you beat."
Erin replied, "Oh now I HAVE to hear this," and settled her head into the pillow to listen.
Ashley sighed, "Ok, but promise to not judge me."
"Promise."
Ashley took another deep breath and her eyes went far away. "I've never told anyone about this. But a long time ago when I was 12, my older brother had a bad breakup with his girlfriend." Ashley talked for almost the entire half hour they had left. Ashley told Erin about her brother's breakup, how it was because she cheated on him, sleeping with another guy. How even though he was only 17 he'd gotten really drunk, and came home and Ashley helped him up to bed so their mom wouldn't catch him. How as she was putting him to bed, in his drunkenness he started calling her by his girlfriend's name, touching her, trying to kiss her, fingering her over her clothes. And how she let him, and how her drunk brother was her first kiss, and how when he asked she'd given him the best awkward blowjob she could, until he passed out in the middle of it. How he pretended not to remember it the next day, and how his not remembering upset her.... and when he saw her upset, he admitted he did remember, but felt ashamed.... and she told him to not be stupid.... and how he became her 'first time' with everything else, over the next few months, until he went off to college. How they were still close, reconnecting to each other sexually when they were visiting and feeling the need for each other, even though he was married to a gorgeous woman with a gorgeous child, now. How her brother was still the best sex she'd ever had, with a man.
Erin listened to her story with wide eyes, and her body reflected her thoughts... she was flushed, and aroused. It was one of the most erotic things she'd ever heard.
Finally at the end Ashley said, "So what do you think, am I a freak?"
Erin just whispered, "I wish we had more time," and she kissed Ashley softly, wetly, and this time her hand slid in between Ashley's legs.
Ashley had the self control to push Erin away, with a laugh. "Honey... we should stop.... we don't want to get caught. I don't want to lose you now, I... I just finally found you," Ashley said, and seemed surprised that she'd had that particular thought.
Erin just smiled, "You're right... we should be careful. No need to get in trouble. We have next time, right?"
Ashley beamed, the idea of next time made her so happy. "Right."
As they were getting dressed, Erin had a sudden, offhand thought. "You know, you should meet my friends. I think you'd like them."
Ashley looked at her as she pulled her yoga pants on, "Do you think they would like me? They sound amazing, but... I mean..." Ashley took a moment to consider. "Wouldn't they be mad at you for telling me their secrets, as part of your life story?"
Erin hadn't thought of that, but didn't think so. She'd never seen her friends show any kind of meanness, to a good person. "I don't think so. But if you'd like, I can tell them about you, and what you mean to me, and if they want, we can all meet up."
Ashley looked at her, "What do I mean to you?"
Erin tried to stop her smile, but couldn't.
"That's good enough for me," Ashley said, and they hugged, one more time.
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