Subject: Ashley Madison
Story Codes: mf FF incest father daughter
Diary Date: August 29, 2015
Author: Kelly <pghpa_girl@yahoo.com>
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Summary
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One nice thing about having the type of marriage my husband and I enjoy is
that we don?t ever have to worry about the other cheating. Thus when the
Ashley Madison debacle emerged I thought it was humorous yet at the same
time I didn't think it would have any impact on me. However, that didn't
mean the same applied to everyone and I never would have imagined what
that would lead to for me.
Table of Contents
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Chapter 1 ? Cheating Husbands
Chapter 2 ? A Worried Housewife
Chapter 3 ? High School Memories
Chapter 4 ? Never Too Late For a First Time
Chapter 5 ? Ashley and I Do It
Chapter 1 ? Cheating Husbands
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Before I get started, let's get on the same page in terms of what
"cheating" means. In my opinion (for what it's worth), cheating in
marriage is when you have sex with someone other than your spouse without
their knowledge and consent. The key is the last four words ? WITHOUT
their knowledge and consent. Really, just because you wear a wedding ring
shouldn?t mean you're chained to one person when it comes to sex. Rather
it just means you pledge to be faithful to them and not hide anything from
them. It's not like I have to go to my husband ever time before I have
sex with someone else to get his permission, that would be silly. We
agreed before we took our wedding vows that we could both continue the
sexual practices to which we'd been accustomed. If we want to share our
experiences with each other afterwards that's fine but it's not mandatory.
The reason I wanted to explain my outlook on cheating is so people don't
confuse my Christian values and views regarding adultery with my sexual
activities since becoming a wife. Face it, adultery is one of the "big
ten" and as such I'm firmly opposed to it and I can firmly state that I
will NEVER commit adultery. However I realize that when I say this that
people get confused because most people equate having sex with someone
other than your spouse with adultery. I respectfully disagree such a
confining definition. Why would God bless us with our sexuality and then
not want us to enjoy it as much as possible? Also, in my opinion adultery
is when YOU cheat on YOUR spouse. The reason I emphasize those words is
very important in that just because a husband commits adultery by having
sex with me behind his wife's back, that doesn?t mean I am doing so as
well since my husband knows everything about what I'm doing (if not
specifically in that instance, at least in general).
So with that little matter clarified...
While most people probably didn?t know it existed just a month ago, I
doubt there's anyone today who isn't aware of the web site dedicated to
cheating cleverly named Ashley Madison. According to the news reports the
name for the Canadian-based site was derived from two popular female names
but whatever you call it, the purpose was pretty blatant in that it
"helped" people who wanted to cheat find someone of a similar interest.
Supposedly about 86% of the people who signed up were men - surprise,
surprise. Personally, based on my own experience with on-line
personalities, I'd be willing to bet that the majority of the 14%
"females" were actually male as well.
When the news hit the headlines that the names and personal information of
more than 30 million people were now public information, a number of my
friends at church told me that they were shocked that so many people were
looking to cheat on their marriage. Many of them wondered who in our
congregation might be on the list ? including whether or not their own
husbands might be members. Of course I pretended to be amazed as well yet
secretly the news didn?t surprise me at all. Assuming about half the
population is male, and that the majority of members were in the USA, that
would encompass roughly 15-20% of the male population. Taking into
account that these people were supposedly married and over eighteen, and
then it probably tapered off for guys let?s say over sixty year old, then
you could guess that a large proportion of married men were at least
members. True, many might have been just curious but still...
The question I want to ask everyone is why are they shocked by the fact
that so many married men are looking for an affair? It was all I could do
in a couple instances not to smirk when some sanctimonious wife at our
church would cluck over how awful men must be to do such things and how
thankful they were that THEIR husband would never be involved in such
perverted activities. I wanted to grab a few of them by the shoulders and
shake them as I told them how clueless they were and how their so-called
perfect husband had done more than just sign up for some silly web site ?
he'd HAD an affair and that the woman he'd fucked behind her back had been
ME!
Indeed, over the years I've had sex with about a dozen married men from
our church and flirted with who knows how many more. I know some people
look down on me for this but I find that having a married guy lust for me
to the point he's willing to risk virtually everything, to violate his
most sacred vows, simply to enjoy an evening with me, to be incredibly
erotic and exciting. It's like a validation stamp on my sexuality
passport, or an approval of my desirability. Oh sure it's nice to see a
guy staring at me or to have a man compliment me, or even better ? to see
the reaction of his wife or girlfriend when she catches him looking at me.
Still, all that is nothing in comparison to that moment when he gives in
to his most deepest desires and lust and I feel his adulterous cock
entering me got the first time!
Technically I wouldn?t call what I do with such men an "affair" as to me
that implies some long term relationship. In fact, one of my cardinal
rules is "one and done". Unless there's a special reason, I never have
sex twice with a cheating husband. Affairs lead to nothing but problems
and that would likely mean trouble for me as well as him. While I realize
(and to be honest, a bit proud of the fact) that I have more than a bit
of a "reputation" in the community, including my church family, there's a
big difference between being known as a slut versus a marriage destroyer.
Actually from my point of view I think it's quite the opposite in that I
would say I have HELPED most of their marriages rather than hurt them.
Allowing a man to fulfill a fantasy that has probably overshadowed his
marriage gets it out of his system. Afterward being with me, the next
time he has sex with his wife he no longer needs to imagine what it would
be like to be doing it with me ? now he KNOWS! Now he can please his wife
all the better as he has the memories of me being in her place to motivate
him as his wife just lays there or he has to ignore the hundred extra
pounds she put on since their wedding. There's really no need to do it
again with him ? I got the "notch on my belt" while he has his memories so
there's nothing more for either of us to be gained by putting his marriage
further in jeopardy.
So while I would never confront any of those women with the hypocrisy in
their marriage, it DOES give me a bit of thrill listening to them and
knowing what her husband had done with me. In some cases it was many
years ago, some so far back as when I was a teenager in high school, yet
it shows how important these times are for me as I can remember each one
as if it was yesterday. Perhaps even more interesting are the wives whose
husbands had shown interest but hadn?t yet crossed the line. If anything
hearing them go on about how awful it was what men were doing on line it
just makes me all the more anxious to push their husband along a little
more the next time the opportunity arises!
Chapter 2 ? A Worried Housewife
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Besides the ladies at church I've also discussed the Ashley Madison issue
with most of my friends as well. It was sort of interesting in that for
the most part the discussions went either one of two directions. Most of
them were like the church women ? shocked at the news yet confident that
THEIR husband would never do such things. There were also a small number,
like my best friend Beth, who had marriages similar to mine in that they
regularly swapped or otherwise were involved with other people to one
extent or another. For them the response was pretty universal ? not a
surprise and happy that we knew we didn?t have to worry about our husbands
having to resort to such sites to satisfy their natural hunger.
Of the girls in the first category, one was a little different. It was
sort of ironic in that that her name is Ashley. We'd known each other
since grade school, attending the same schools, the same church, and
participating in most of the same community events. While we are pretty
close friends, at the same time we are different in many ways, especially
when it comes to our sexual lives. While I started having sex when I was
fourteen, Ashley was one of those rare girls who hung onto her virginity
until she was married. She even drew the line at oral sex even though I
tried numerous times to convince her that it wasn?t "real" sex. I tried
in vain to explain to her that "sex" is a pretty strictly defined term
meaning penetration of a female vagina by a male penis. Thus no
penetration, no sex. No sex, no cheating. No cheating, no adultery.
Ashley has never agreed with me on this line of reasoning and I respect
her feelings so I've never pushed too hard as I enjoy our friendship and
don't want to allow that to be an issue between us.
What makes our friendship so special is she allows the same for me.
Ashley knew pretty much what I enjoyed doing with the boys at school,
including much of what wasn't public knowledge amongst the female ranks.
About the only thing I never shared with her was when I started having sex
with my dad but then there were VERY few people who knew about THAT ? even
to this day.
Unlike me, Ashley married right out of high school and never went to
college. She started her family almost nine months to the day after the
wedding (must have been quite a honeymoon!) and so she was a number of
years ahead of me in terms of kids with three coming out like a factory
line. The youngest was her ten year-old son with the older two being
eleven and twelve year-old girls. I guess she was going to keep trying
until she got a boy! In contrast, my oldest is my daughter Mia who is now
three years old with little Kylie approaching the four month mark. We get
together as families now and then but never in a sexual way. While I
catch Ben, Ashley's husband, eying me now and then I never think much
about it as most men look at me that way. Not that I mean to sound vain,
it's just a natural male reaction to a woman, especially when she's a slut
like me. Still, out of respect for my friend I never encourage him or
flirt with him in any serious way.
It was a hot August day when I met Ashley for lunch. She'd left her kids
at home under the care of her oldest. I suppose some might say twelve is
a little young to be left alone as a babysitter but I know her kids and
they are all pretty mature for their ages. My two girls were spending the
day with grandma ? Steve's mom, so it left me pretty much free for the
afternoon so when Ashley asked if I wanted to meet her downtown at the
Strip in Pittsburgh, I immediately said yes. It had been a few months
since we'd had a girls' day out together and I was looking forward to
catching up with her on all the latest news and gossip. Correction...
Christians don't gossip, we "share" and when it's gets juicy we "share in
love."
Sitting at an outside table at the caf‚, we ordered lunch and discussed
out kids ? mostly about my newest addition of course. Lots of photo
sharing on our phones! Somewhere about midway through lunch we got to
talking about news and community and Ashley leaned forward, checking
around to be sure nobody was listening.
"Did you hear about the Andersons?" she whispered in a conspiratorial
tone.
The Andersons were a couple in our church that had a huge family ? six
kids at last count, and were one of those couples that seemed to be
involved in everything. The husband was an elder and the wife led a
woman's Bible study. Their oldest was in college and they had been
members long before I could remember.
I shook my head and her eyes widened. "I hear that Susan found out that
Gary was one of those pervs using the Ashely Madison site."
She sat back and raised her eye brows, waiting for my reaction. It was
all I could do to keep from bursting out in laughter ? Gary had been one
of the first husbands at church to cheat with me. It was years ago...
back when I was a junior in high school in the youth group with one of
their daughters. Both Gary and Susan were heavily involved in the youth
activities at church so I saw a lot of them both. By the time I was at
that age I'd already pretty much established a reputation both at school
and church for being a slut and having just recently started having sex
with my dad my interest in older men was at an all-time high. Long story
short ? Gary fucked me in some cheap hotel bed (with all the kids their
home was NEVER empty it seemed) wearing his daughter's bikini. When I
told my parents about it later (yes, I told them everything I did), my mom
warned me about not doing it with him again and that's when I established
my "one and done" rule", even though I was quite confident that Gary
would've loved to have fucked again and it was pretty hot pretending to be
his daughter as he came in me.
"Noooooo! You have to be kidding me!" I somehow managed to blurt out
instead.
"Oh yeah... and I hear they're getting a divorce."
I raised my eyebrows, not having to fake my surprise this time. "Wow,
that seems to be a little harsh for just being on a web site."
Ashley pursed her lips with disapproval. "It doesn?t really matter
whether or not he actually cheated, he should never have been on that
wicked site in the first place."
From past experience I wasn?t about to argue. I knew Ashley well enough
by now to know she took the position that when it came to adultery, intent
was just as bad as actually doing the deed.
"So then tell me Kelly, what would you do if you found out that Steve was
on there?" Ashley asked me.
I just shrugged. "It really wouldn't bother me if he did other than him
wasting our money on a stupid web site."
Ashley frowned and I knew what she was thinking when she replied, "Well,
I guess that works for people like you."
Yes, Ashley knew that my husband and I swapped. It wasn't something we
discussed all that much but some things are hard to avoid when you're as
close as we were. She often referred to me and Steve as having an "open
marriage" although personally I despise the term. People use it to
describe a marriage where people are married on paper but that's about it.
More like for couples having sex with everyone and anyone and not really
committed to their marriage. To me, that doesn't describe my marriage at
all. Steve and I are madly in love, I'd say even more so than when we
took our wedding vows. True, we enjoy having sex with others but that's
just for fun and has nothing to do with our marriage or commitment to one
another. Yet I could see that to someone with as black and white a
perspective of the world as Ashley had to where that distinction could be
lost.
"OK then, what would YOU do if you found out that Ben was a member?"
Ashley looked down at her plate, not seeming to want to look me in the
eyes and suddenly it dawned on me why this topic had come up in our
conversation.
"Ashley... you can tell me anything you know," I said gently, reaching out
across the table to grab her hand.
The tears started to flow. "Oh Kelly, I'm so sorry but I didn?t know who
else to turn to. You?re the only person I could talk to about this."
While Ashley and I were good friends, I wouldn?t have classified us as
BFFs so it seemed a little odd that she would say something like that.
Surely she had to have someone even closer to her that she could have
confided such information with. Then I realized the real reason ? no
doubt none of her other friends had a marriage like I had. Oh well, their
loss.
"It's OK Ashley," I tried to console her, "Odds are he was just curious.
I'm sure Ben has never cheated on you."
"But you don?t know what he said about himself on there... the perverted
things he was looking for... the horrible, AWFUL things he wants," she
sobbed.
True, I didn?t know specifically but I doubt anything he could've written
would've surprised me. Over the past twelve years since I started posting
on the Internet I've had literally thousands of men write me and trust me,
I don?t think much of anything can shock me anymore! But then Ashely
didn?t have a clue about that side of me, nor was I about to tell her,
especially now.
"Men do that sort of thing... that's just what men do," I said, squeezing
her hand, "It doesn?t mean he would ever DO anything."
"But we've been married for thirteen years now. What if he's tired of me?
We were both virgins when we got married, what if he wants to know what
it?s like to be with another woman?"
I quickly grabbed my water glass and took a drink, anything to hide my
face as I almost lost it. Both virgins when they got married? I?d never
heard her say that before, guess it?s the sort of thing that didn?t come
up in our type of conversations. The reason for my reaction was simple.
While Ashley was undoubtedly a virgin when she got married, and I've no
doubt she's never had sex with any other man or even held another dick in
her hand, she was dead wrong about Ben. Ben had NOT been a virgin on
their wedding night. I can say that with confidence as I know exactly
when and where he lost his virginity and with who ? ME. Whether he'd ever
done it with another girl, I haven?t a clue, but fortunately for him men
don?t have hymens or Ashley would have known the truth the first time they
did it ? it was HER first time, NOT his.
I finally calmed down my friend and she seemed consoled somewhat by what I
told her. Apparently Ben had no idea she knew about his indiscretions so
I encouraged her to leave sleeping dogs lay and so long as there weren?t
any other issues, to just pretend she had never heard anything.
Later that night when I was home in bed with my husband sleeping soundly
next to me as our oldest snuggled between us ? something that seemed to be
growing more common as she got older rather than less as I would've
expected, I couldn't help but think about what had happened between Ben
and I so long ago. I started to masturbate...
Chapter 3 ? High School Memories
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It was the fall of my junior year of high school. Sweet Sixteen indeed! I
was having the time of my life. It had been more than two years now since
I first started having sex and over that time I can say that sex pretty
much dominated my life. For the first six months or so after losing my
virginity I only had sex with one boy, foolishly thinking at that na‹ve
age that I was in love and would never want to be with anyone else.
Well, that all changed when my "true love" moved away when his mom's job
was transferred to the west coast and I learned that I could have pretty
much anything I wanted in exchange for sex. Who needed to be a
cheerleader to be popular? I could have had any football player in school
if I wanted him. Why work at some stupid job in the mall when guys would
pay for everything I wanted in exchange for just a chance they MIGHT get a
blowjob, let alone fuck me. Although I was always a good student, a
little extra credit never hurt ? especially when I could get it just by
flashing my boobs or butt.
One thing I learned about myself early on when it came to sex ? I LOVE it
when boys and men want to have me so badly that they do things that
normally they would never consider doing just to be with me even for a
short time. I guess you could say it's sort of like what hunters say in
that it's as much about the hunt as the final kill. I love to be the
"hunter", identifying my "prey", learning its patterns and secrets, then
drawing it in close enough until I finally realize the "kill". Like if I
just wanted to get laid, that was easy. If fact I've always asserted that
ANY girl who can?t get laid within 30 minutes at any time or place just
isn?t trying very hard. So just getting a guy to have sex with me quickly
lost its thrill. It's sort of like playing a video game at Level One and
never moving up ? boring!
So it was with the boys at school. If I was horny and just wanted sex all
I had to do was smile at the right guy and give him "the look" and far
more often than not I got what I wanted without much further ado. It was
the ones that turned me down or ignored me that made me want them all the
more. It became all about the "hunt".
Back then Ben was a senior and I really didn?t know him all that well, I
just saw him in the hallways between classes mostly. He never approached
me or showed any real interest and I had no overwhelming reason to be
drawn to him, at least not at first. He attended the same church as
Ashley and me and we were all in the same senior high youth group that
year but still, for whatever reason we just never had much to do with each
other. He and Ashley had been dating for over a year but we never double
dated as she wasn?t willing to "put out" - which would've pretty much been
a damper for me. Like what was the point in going out on a date if you
weren't going to have fun?
Then one weekend we had a pool party for the youth group. Being it was a
church-sponsored event, supposedly the rules were that girls had to wear
"decent" swim suits but that was pretty subjective. What was "decent" for
a girl like me wasn't for someone like Ashley. I figured as long as my
nipples were covered and no pubic hair was showing (I wasn?t shaving yet
at that age) then that was OK. In contrast Ashley was the type who wore
one piece suits that didn?t even let any of her butt hang out and
practically no cleavage even. Well, you can imagine who drew the most
attention!
Let's be real... the only reason a girl wears a revealing swim suit is to
be looked at. Like how many guys who love seeing a girl in a thong bikini
bottom ever actually had to wear one? Maybe if they did then they'd
realize what a favor she was doing for him! A swim suit like Ashley's was
a lot more comfortable and didn?t require constant attention to keep in
place but then it didn?t draw the stares and admiring looks from the boys
so what good was it?
While I was flirting in the pool with a couple of boys, playing a little
and letting them touch me just enough to turn them on yet not so much that
we could be accused of doing anything "bad", I noticed Ashley and Ben
doing what they always did ? sitting around and talking to each other with
their doe-eyes and other goofy little things they did, like they were
still in sixth grade. As I watched them I could feel someone's hand
cupping my exposed butt but while it felt good, my real attention was
focused on the two kids on the other side of the pool area.
There are moments in our lives when later we don?t really know WHY we do
something, only that we did and later when I would think of this moment
that would be the case. I can't explain why I did what I did. To the
surprise of the three boys surrounding me, I pushed through them and
climbed up the ladder to get out of the pool, no doubt giving them a nice
view of my crotch in the process with a nice camel toe to boot.
"Hi Ashley... Hi Ben," I greeted them as I approached their table, "Mind
if I sit down with you guys a while?"
Based on the frown on her face, Ashley clearly minded but Ben was always
the proper gentleman so he smiled and even pulled out a chair for me. I
thanked him and took a seat, ignoring the daggers in Ashley's eyes. Ben
was seated to my left so I crossed my left leg over my right to give him
as much of a view of my upper thigh and butt as possible without being TOO
overt about it. I caught him take a glance quickly but then turn his eyes
away. It's not like that was in any way an unusual response from Ben but
for some reason it irked me this time.
"Ummmmm Kelly, I think your posse wants you back," Ashley remarked with
more than a hint of sarcasm as she nodded towards the three guys I'd left
behind rather unceremoniously.
I giggled a little and pushed my wet hair back away from my face. "Oh
they'll wait."
"Oh I'm sure they will," Ashley muttered under her breath. Damn she was
being a little snarky today!
We chatted for a little while... that is at least Ashley and I chatted.
Ben hardly said a word. I figured he probably felt it was safer that way
given the stormy mood his girlfriend was in. I shifted in my chair,
inching my leg further over to expose more of my bare skin to his
occasional glances.
"Kelly, how did you ever get Mrs. Delaney to let you wear that?" Ashley
finally asked, seeming almost relieved to get out the question that had
obviously been bugging her.
"Oh I think she's given up on me," I said with a laugh and gave Ben a
come-hither look which no doubt Ashley caught as well but then who cares?
It's not like I was asking him out on a date... at least not yet anyways.
"Yeah but isn?t that the same suit I heard that you wore at the park
district pool... the one they kicked you out for wearing?"
She was right, as always it seemed when it came to Ashley's memories.
About a month ago I'd taken the girls to the pool by the high school.
Just a few minutes after taking off my clothes one of the female
lifeguards came over and told me I would have to cover myself up more if I
wanted to stay. She also had some issues with the suit my daughter was
wearing, claiming it was inappropriate for a girl her age. Like what's
the big deal with a three year-old wearing a thong? Needless to say I
refused, certain she would never carry out her threat. Well, I was wrong
and next thing I knew a bigger male lifeguard was escorting me and my
daughters out. Gawd, talk about embarrassing!
"Well, I like it," I said with a firm tone before looking towards Ben and
asking, "What do you think Ben? Is this an appropriate suite to wear or
not?"
Poor Ben, talk about being caught between a rock and a hard spot with
Ashley being the rock and the hard spot showing up between his legs.
Lucky for him only I could see the erection growing in his swim suit.
"Well, it IS a little revealing," he finally said lamely. What a cop-out!
Ashley didn't seem amused by the dialog and she motioned for me to follow
her as she got up from the table and walked towards the refreshments
table.
"OK girl, just what the hell do you think you're doing?" she demanded with
her hands on her hips.
I acted as if I had no idea what she was talking about but she wasn?t
buying it.
"Kelly, don?t pull that shit with me. Remember who you?re talking to. I
know you better than that. You have all the other guys here to do your
thing with so leave mine alone."
OK, that was two curse words in the space of a few seconds from a girl who
normally NEVER cursed. Yeah, she was upset alright.
"Whatever," I mumbled, a little ticked off myself now. It wasn't like I?d
done anything overt or like that. So I flirted with her boyfriend a
little, it was no big deal, I flirted with all the guys. Heck, I COULD
have reached over and grabbed onto that growing erection if she wanted
something to really bitch about. Still, Ashley and I rarely fought so I
was taking this seriously now. I didn?t want to upset my friend yet at
the same time I was more than a little annoyed. Annoyed that she was
being this possessive when she didn?t to be yet even more annoyed at Ben
for not giving me the attention I craved.
"Why don?t you go back to your boy toys in the pool Kelly," she suggested
rather pointedly, "You plan on getting screwed by all three of them or
will there be just one lucky winner?"
At first I thought she was being serious but then she smiled and I knew
she was just joking. The funny part was that while SHE was joking, I
really WAS planning something along those lines. As tempting as it was to
tell her my plans, I figured I may as well take her peace offering. I was
horny as heck and it wasn?t like it was looking as if Ben would be doing
anything to help me in that department.
Before the party ended I had indeed been fucked - by the three of them in
fact, and blown two other boys as well so I was feeling pretty proud of
myself as things wound down. As I was leaving I looked to see if Ashley
was still around but both she and Ben were nowhere to be found and their
stuff was missing as well. I hadn?t seen them leave but then it wasn?t
like I'd been in a position to see much of anything for the past hour or
so. My dad picked me up and on the way home I talked to him about Ashley
and Ben, along with telling him about everything else that I'd done while
at the party.
"So what's your plans then Kelly?" he asked, "You seem a bit flustered
over this Ben character. Is he on your radar now?"
"Well, he IS pretty cute," I answered with a giggle.
"Cute? You're talking about a boy, right? Now I'd call your girlfriend
cute ? I'd fuck her in a heartbeat you know."
"Oh daddy!" I scolded him. It was typical of him to talk about my friends
that way yet at the same time I knew he was just fantasizing. My parents
may have been pretty modern in many ways of thinking about sex but one
thing my mom was firm about was cheating and adultery. Her definitions
were much more like Ashley's ? incest aside of course. So far as she was
concerned my dad could lust for my friends all he wanted but he knew he'd
be facing my mother's wrath if he ever acted on those urges.
I leaned over the console and rubbed my hand on his crotch. "Besides
Daddy, why would you need Ashley when you can have me?" My dad smiled at
me but the look in his eyes told me that with all this talk he was going
to be needing me as soon as we got home!
Later that night after my dad left my bedroom I laid back in bed thinking
over the day's events. The boys at the pool party had been fun but there
was nothing all that satisfying about them other than making me a little
less horny. If anything they'd been like shooting fishing a barrel!
Sure I got laid but where was the thrill, the excitement? Then I thought
about Ashley and wondered what she would've thought if she had seen what
was going on in my bedroom just a few minutes earlier. I giggled to
myself thinking that if she thought me fooling around with a bunch of high
school boys was bad, what would she have said had she seen my own father
fucking me?
At that moment I knew what I had to do and for the next couple of weeks it
became my mission to get Ben to ask me out on a date. For just about any
other boy in school that would have been easy ? just let him know I was
available and wait for the response which usually came pretty fast (just
as he usually did later on our date!). Ben was a challenge though, and
the more of a challenge he became the more my determination grew.
When Ben pretty much ignored my more subtle moves I was faced with a
choice: admit defeat or escalate my efforts. Well, when it comes to sex
I've never been one to ever admit defeat so really I was left with the
second option. Now I just needed the right moment. It took almost
another week but finally the stars aligned. Ashley was out that day from
school with cramps so for once Ben would have to drive himself home alone
without his girlfriend beside him ? something that rarely happened. I
waited close by to where his car was parked and when he unlocked the doors
I quickly rushed forward and hopped in the front passenger seat.
"Kelly, what in the world are you doing?" he blurted out as he took a seat
in the driver's seat next to me.
There was no time to waste. "Today's your luck day Ben," I told him as if
it was a fact, "Today you get to fuck me."
Now THAT got his attention but not quite in the way I'd hoped.
"What?!" he gasped, "C'mon Kelly, that's not fair. Stop your teasing and
get out. I have to get home."
"I want you to drive me home Ben," I answered, ignoring his wishes, "Then
when we get to my house you?re going to come inside. Then you?re going to
come up to my bedroom and then you're going to fuck me."
Ben looked around, obviously concerned that someone might see us, someone
who might report what was happening to Ashley. Of course nobody would
know that at the moment nothing was actually happening but with my
reputation it wouldn?t take much to convince her otherwise. Seeing how
adamant I was, Ben caved, no doubt to get out of the parking lot and then
hopefully deal with me out of sight of the student population.
"Alright then Kelly, I'll drive you home but I'm NOT having sex with you."
My thought was I'd just won the first battle so it didn?t matter what he
was saying ? it was what he was doing that counted. One step at a time...
It was only a few blocks to my house so normally I just walked. When Ben
driving it was just a minute or so before he pulled up to the curb outside
my home and turned to me. "PLEASE don't tell Ashley I drove you home,
OK?" he requested.
It was my opening... "Fine. I won't tell her IF you come inside and fuck
me Ben."
Ben's face reddened and he looked flustered. Before he could say anything
I pulled up my skirt, grabbed my panties by the sides and pulled them down
and off my legs and over my heels. I handed them to Ben with a grin.
"Here. You can take the rest of my clothes off of me when we get to my
bedroom."
Ben dropped my panties like they were radioactive squealing, "Kelly, I
don't know what?s going on here but THAT is NOT going to happen, clear?"
I turned and looked at him directly in the eyes. The words came out slow,
soft and firm...
"Let me make THIS clear Ben. Either you come in and fuck me right NOW or
I tell Ashley that you did."
"She'll never believe you," he protested lamely.
"Oh I wouldn?t count on that," I responded, "She saw how you looked at me
at the pool party and from the way she pushed me away from you I think she
would believe most anything I tell her about me and you."
Ben looked totally flabbergasted. I almost felt sorry seeing the look of
panic on his face but then at the same time I didn't. Nope, I knew what I
wanted and when I wanted something I got it!
"So you?re saying either I have sex with you now and you won?t tell
Ashley... or I don?t have sex with you and you tell her we did it
anyways."
Who says boys are all stupid? I smiled at him and nodded, not wanting to
say anything that might change his way of thinking.
"I can't believe this is happening," he mumbled to himself as he turned to
get out of the car. YES! Victory was mine!
Nobody was home of course as my dad never got in until at least six or
seven from his downtown office and my mom's shift at the hospital wouldn?t
be over until six. I unlocked the front door and then shut it behind us
once we were both in. From there I didn?t waste any time and headed
straight up the stairs and to my room where I plopped myself down on the
bed, waiting eagerly for him to follow. Ben was pretty much right behind
me so it wasn?t like I waited long. There he was, standing at the
entrance to my bedroom door looking all handsome and flustered.
"Get over here stud," I told him, waving him over towards me. There
wasn?t any point in wasting a lot of time with kissing and foreplay.
Besides, he WAS my girlfriend's boyfriend so I wasn?t out to treat him
like he was mine. The only part I really wanted to kiss was hidden under
those jeans!
"Now hold still silly," I chastised him as I tried to undo his belt but he
pulled away. I reached forward and grabbed his pants by the waist and
pulled him closer to me until I was able to get his belt undone and stared
unzipping his fly. Once it was down I pushed his pants down to his ankles
leaving him standing there in his grey boxer shorts. Hmmmmmm, I saw his
male "lie detector" was betraying his earlier protests as it bulged out
behind the cotton shorts. Soon his boxers followed his pants and there he
stood, short still on with his boxers and pants down to his feet with his
growing erection right there in front of me.
"So tell me Ben, has Ashley ever sucked your dick?" I asked him. Yeah,
like I didn?t already know the answer but I wanted to hear him say it.
"No," he practically choked getting out in a hoarse voice, "We promised
each other we wouldn?t have sex before marriage."
Grabbing his erection in my hand, I loved the feel of him. For that
matter, I love the feel of any warm dick in my hands! In this case,
knowing my hand was the first one to ever grab his cock in this manner
made it extra special for me.
"You DO know that oral sex isn?t really sex Ben," I told him, explaining
to him my philosophy about sex in general.
Ben shook his head when I was done. "I don?t think Ashley agrees with
you."
Still holding his now stiff cock in my hand, I looked up and our eyes met.
"I really don?t care a bit what Ashley thinks, and from the way your dick
feels in my hand I don?t think you do either."
Ben started to protest but before he could I had his dick in my mouth.
Normally when I give a blowjob I liked to play a little, running my tongue
along the length and kissing and licking it all over. In this case though
I didn?t want to lose my fish by playing him too much so I simply plunged
his dick into my mouth as far as I could until my face was buried in the
thick patch of coarse pubic hair at its base. God he smelled so good! I
love the musky smell of a boy when I suck his dick.
"Oh my god," Ben gasped as I deep throated his stiff dick.
Pulling me head off his dick, I looked up at him as I stroked him. "Now
tell me Ben... do you really want me to stop?"
Poor Ben, he looked so helpless! "This is so wrong Kelly... we shouldn't
be doing this."
Once again I took him in my mouth, this time bobbing up and down on his
cock, running my tongue along the sensitive underside of his dick as I
gently massaged his hairy balls in my hand. He jerked a little as I
sucked on the head, running my tongue along the underside of his helmet
and then teasing the slit at the tip. Again I pulled my mouth off of him
and repeated my question.
"Do you still want me to stop Ben?"
My pussy twinged as I saw the look on his face that told me that I'd done
it ? I?d crushed his willpower and released his true urges and feelings!
"Oh god... no... please don?t stop!"
"Then tell me Ben," I demanded, "I want you to tell me what you want me to
do."
"Oh my god... I can't," he croaked.
"Tell me Ben... TELL ME!" I told him strongly, "Tell me now what you want.
Tell me or I'll stop sucking your dick."
For a boy who had been protesting he didn?t want me to do it in the first
place, he'd certainly changed his tune! "I want..." he started to say and
then hesitated but then continued, "I want you to do it."
"Do what Ben?" I demanded, not giving in an inch, "You waited too long so
you have to beg me for it now."
"Suck it..., suck my dick Kelly," he said, almost like he was ready to
burst into tears, "I want you to suck my dick."
I stroked his dick with my hand and smiled at him in victory. "See that
wasn?t so difficult now, was it? I knew you wanted it. I knew you wanted
me to suck you when you looked at my ass at the pool, didn?t you?"
He caved in totally at that point as my mouth encased his hard cock yet
again. It was like a dam had broken inside and now it was all flowing
out.
"Yes, I did... I wanted you to suck my cock.... I've wanted you to suck me
for years, just like you do all the other guys at school."
And so I did, but not enough to make him cum. No... I had better plans
for his first ejaculation with a girl and it wasn?t going to be in my
mouth! After a few minutes he was already starting to show all the signs
of an impending eruption so I knew it was time...
"Undress me Ben," I instructed him and he quickly removed my clothes until
I was bare ass naked in front of him. The remainder of his clothes
followed and finally we were both totally naked in my bedroom.
"Do you like looking at me when I'm naked Ben?"
Ben nodded but that wasn?t good enough for me.
"Don?t just nod... tell me."
"Yes Kelly... you look incredible naked. Oh god help me... I've dreamed
so many times of seeing you this way."
Then a question came to mind I couldn?t resist asking.
"Do you masturbate about me Ben? Do you jerk off thinking about me?"
He looked embarrassed and so I had my answer. Still, I hadn?t meant to
ruin the moment so I added, "It's OK Ben, everyone masturbates ? in fact I
do every day. I think it's sexy that you masturbate about me."
Being it would be his first time I wanted to make it easier for him, not
to mention to give him the prefect memory. So I decided we'd do it
missionary style as most likely that was the way he'd probably imagined
fucking me the most when he masturbated about me. I laid back on my bed
with my head supported by a couple of pillows and spread my legs apart to
give him a good view of my ready pussy, I started to rub myself, to wet
my fingers.
"I'm ready for you Ben... now tell me what you want."
Thankfully we didn?t have to go through the same series of responses that
it took earlier to get Ben to admit he wanted me to suck his dick. No, he
was ridiculously horny now and I knew that this was a case where the
little head was in total control of the big head!
"Oh my god Kelly, I want to make love to you."
I couldn't help but smile. How quaint! Not even my dad would say he
wanted to make love to me. No, daddy just wanted to fuck me and usually
he made that pretty clear. I maybe should have corrected Ben as making
love was something I considered to be reserved for between a husband and
wife but why spoil the mood?
"Then do it Ben... do it."
Ben started to move in between my legs but then he hesitated and I knew he
must be so nervous.
"It's your first time, isn?t it Ben?" I asked gently.
Ben just nodded, looking a little embarrassed.
"Well, as I'm sure you know it?s not mine so don?t worry... I'll help
you."
"I feel like such an idiot," Ben mumbled.
I reached down for his dick and took it in my hand and gently pulled him
into my crotch.
"Don't worry Ben, it's not like you can do it wrong," I said with a smile.
I positioned his dick with one hand while I opened my pussy with the
other, setting the head of his dick at the entrance to my pussy.
"Now push Ben... push your hard dick into my pussy. Fuck me Ben!"
Ben pressed but it was like he was afraid to hurt me and his dick just
pushed into me without going in.
"It won't go in!" he said worriedly.
"It's OK, just push harder, you can do it Ben. PUSH!"
Ben pressed into me harder and I could feel his dick flex in my hand as I
tried to keep him on course. Then I gasped as I felt the most wonderful
sensation when I felt him suddenly slip in, pushing in past the head and
almost half-way up his shaft before he even seemed to realize what had
happened.
"There! You did it!" I praised him... "You're fucking me Ben... oh god
you feel so good inside of me!
For the moment he just held himself still in me, unsure of what do next.
"Keep pushing Ben... push it all the way in me."
Ben obediently followed my instructions until I was rewarded by the feel
of him bottoming out, the base of his hairy cock now pressing in hard
against my furry crotch. He fell forward, holding himself off of me with
his elbows on each side of me, my small boobs pressing into his chest.
For a short while we just stayed that way, joined together now as one,
each of us savoring the loss of his virginity.
Oh Ben, I can feel you inside of me," I moaned softly. "You can suck on
my nipples," I told him and he eagerly did so, gently at first but then
more aggressively. In doing so his dick moved in and out of me slightly.
"That's it, stroke your dick in and out of me Ben."
Instinct seemed to take over as Ben began to fuck me in earnest.
"Faster Ben... fuck me harder!"
"Oh god, I think I'm going to cum!" Ben cried out. Oh well, what else
could I have expected for his first time? It was probably pretty amazing
that he hadn?t cum the first moment he was in my pussy as some girls have
told me happened with them. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him in
tight as he seemed to want to pull out.
"Cum in me Ben... I want you to cum inside of me!"
Ben seemed to panic at that. "But what if you get pregnant?"
"Don?t worry... I'm on the pill."
It's not like he was going to argue with me as suddenly I felt him drive
himself deep inside of me and then start to jerk, signaling that he was
ejaculating inside of me.
"That's it Ben... cum in me... mate me... give me your love," I groaned as
I felt him jerking, knowing that each time he did another rope of his
potent teen sperm was being deposited deep inside of my welcoming pussy.
"Oh god Kelly I love you!" he cried out as the final streams of sperm
emerged from his cock.
To this day I have no idea if he remembers telling me that as we never
mentioned it afterwards or any time since. I took it as being in the heat
of the moment, not as a true testimony of his feelings for me. After all,
he was having sex for the first time, doing what he'd always considered to
be reserved for the woman he loves and I imagined that whenever he
masturbated about fucking Ashley he most likely did so saying he loved
her. The fact it was me with his dick inside of my pussy instead of
Ashley didn?t mean that those feelings were for anyone but her.
With that he collapsed, barely able to hold his full weight off of me. I
could feel his still hard dick buried inside of me like a hot poker,
throbbing with his lust. For a brief moment I thought of my friend
Ashley. Imagine if she appeared at my door at this moment! Imagine what
she would say if she saw her boyfriend's dick lodged in my pussy, his
sperm running down out of me past my asshole and dripping onto my bed
cover. I felt fulfilled, sexy, satisfied. I done it! I'd taken Ben's
virginity, something he can never give to anyone again. No matter what
her did from this day forward, no matter who we was with, he would always
know that I was his first, even if she didn't. Even better, I had
something Ashley would never get.
Not surprisingly, at his age he was ready to go again almost immediately
and this time he didn?t hesitate. I helped him get into a couple of
different positions and when he came the next time it was fucking me
behind in a doggie position so he was really able to bury himself deeper
inside of me when he came. What surprised me was afterwards as we laid in
bed, facing each other and holding the other in our arms. I'd sucked his
cock and he'd cum in me twice yet it wasn?t until this moment that we
kissed for the first time. Not a word was spoken as we kissed and our
tongues explored each other's mouth. He kissed the backs of my ears, then
my neck and finally down to my boobs were he squeezed my breasts and
sucked on my nipples for what seemed to be forever.
We kissed a little while more and then it was like it was the most
perfectly natural thing to do as he mounted me yet again and we merged
together as one for a third time. This time was different, as if we'd
been doing it for months instead of just the past couple of hours. It was
almost like we actually did make love it was so sweet and tender. When he
finally came it was the best of the three times by far as we kissed and
whispered to each other how we felt. Yes, the "love" word was used
frequently but then we were in the heat of passion as much as any two
lovers would ever be so it was only natural.
We may have done it yet again had not my dad come home from work. Wow, of
all days for him to be early! Ben and I were laying in my bed pressing
our naked sweaty bodies tight together, kissing and touching when I heard
the door from the basement open (it squeaks horribly) and knew my dad was
home. I was tempted not to say anything and let him discover us in bed
together but as much as I knew my dad would get off from it, poor Ben
would likely be scarred for life!
"Ben... my dad's home, you need to go."
Wow, talk about getting dressed fast! I mean it was like less than a
minute and Ben was ready to go.
"Aren't you going to get dressed?" he asked as he headed for the door and
then finally realized I was still laying on my bed nude.
I suppose I COULD have told him the truth, that there wasn?t any sense
getting dressed since once I told my dad what I'd been doing he'd probably
be so horny that he'd want to do me right then and there. Common sense
prevailed so I made up some story about having to shower first so Ben
started to leave but then he turned back and rushed over to me, leaning
over me to kiss me.
"Thanks you Kelly... that was... wonderful!"
With that he left. Knowing my dad, he probably just smiled at Ben IF they
crossed paths but Ben would be heading straight out the front door so odds
were they didn?t even see each other. I laid back in bed, legs spread
lewdly apart, smiling to myself as I fingered my now sperm-filled pussy,
waiting for my daddy to come to my room as he always did when he got home.
Chapter 4 ? Never Too Late For a First Time
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That was the first... and LAST time Ben and I even were together by
ourselves, let alone having sex again. Not that it was by HIS choice.
Indeed, he flooded me with calls begging for a chance to be with me again.
Still, I had no desire to interfere with what he and my girlfriend had so
I refused every plea and turned down every request until finally he
realized it was pointless and stopped pestering me. Still, for years
whenever we met I saw the look in his eye and knew what he was thinking.
He might have been holding hands with Ashley but it was ME he desired.
Of course I never said a word to Ashley. I might have felt a twinge of
guilt keeping it a secret from her at first but that wore off over the
years. A few months after our high school graduation I was thrilled to be
asked to be a bridesmaid in their wedding. I have to admit that as I
watched them exchange their vows I felt a little tug at my heart (and
pussy) knowing the bond I shared with her new husband. Still, I suppose
if the Ashley Madison thing had never happened I would've never given it
much thought. It wasn?t until she made a point of saying that Ben had
been a virgin when they were married that I found myself having problems
keeping those feelings and memories at bay.
It was maybe a week later when I got an urgent call from Ashley. She said
she had to see me right away so I packed up the girls and headed over to
their house as fast as I could. Ashley met us at the door and quickly
ushered us in and to the kitchen. Her oldest daughters was kind enough to
take my girls into the play room leaving her mom and me alone. I couldn't
help but notice how her little but was starting to take shape and was
reminded of the remarks my husband had made the last time he'd seen her.
Wow, imagine what Ashley would have said had she known my husband got off
from imagining fucking her daughters?
No sooner were we alone than Ashley broke down into tears. "Oh Kelly, I
should have listened to you," she sobbed.
I wasn?t 100% sure what she was talking about so I sat there patiently
waiting for her to continue.
"I did it... I did exactly what you warned me NOT to do," she cried, "I
confronted him... I told him I had to know."
Now that I knew for sure what she was talking about I couldn't help but
wonder. Oh wow, NOW what had she done?
"He said that he loves me but he needs more. He told me that he wants to
have a threesome... He wants me to find another girl to join us in bed.
Oh my god Kelly, what am I going to do? There's just no way I can do
that! No way!"
This was going way too fast... to even hear Ashley talking about a
threesome was a little mind blowing as so far as she was concerned, sex
was supposed to be between one man and one woman ? period. Nothing
premarital, no swapping, definitely nothing gay or lesbian.
"This is Ben we're talking about... your husband Ben right?"
I meant it to be a little in jest, to slow her down and pause for a moment
to put things in perspective but unfortunately she was too wound up to see
it that way.
"Really Kelly? I thought if anyone would understand my situation that you
would. Thanks, I thought you were my friend."
She was wound up like spring so I didn?t take her retort as anything
personal. Obviously this was a major problem for her and she was right,
if there WAS anyone who could understand her situation it was me ? for a
lot of reasons she didn?t even know about.
What as making it difficult for her was that the one area where Ashley and
I were in agreement was when it came to the biblical authority of a
husband over his wife. Like me, Ashley subscribes to the belief that a
wife must submit to her husband, although in my case I pretty much
restrict that to sexual situations whereas I knew Ashley applied it across
the board. Granted, in a Christian marriage there's also a requirement
for the husband to love his wife and treat her properly ? the part most
people forget about when they use the Bible to rationalize their non-
biblical views of female submission. So like the situation Ashley was
facing now, I too have had to deal with situations in my marriage where I
had to reconcile some rather firm beliefs and ethics with the demands of
my husband. Of course there are lines that I could never cross, no
different than when my mom was forced to divorce my dad because of things
he was demanding that she simply could not compromise on. Fortunately
I've not found myself in such a predicament as I've always found a way to
"adjust" my morals and ethics to where I could agree to my husband's needs
while still not living up to my most basic ethical and moral standards.
There were two prime examples I could've shared with Ashley had I dared.
The first was when Steve and I were barely married and he made it known
that he expected to have sex with women outside my marriage family. Now
had he wanted to fuck my mom or aunt, that was fine since they fall within
the bounds of my marriage. And yes, he DID want to fuck them but he also
expected to continue the lifestyle he enjoyed before we got married. My
mom had drilled into me that sex outside of your marriage family was
adultery (her definition at least allowed for incestual sex), even if your
spouse agreed and was OK with it. Thus I fully expected to limit my
sexual experiences to my family once I married Steve so suddenly I was
faced with having to submit to his demands. Fortunately, by tweaking my
definition of adultery just a little to "not cheating" versus "outside my
family" I was able to submit to my husband as a proper Christian wife yet
maintain a defensible biblical position against adultery.
The other example came later in our marriage when I learned about Steve's
desires for younger girls ? such as Ashley's daughters. This was
particularly troublesome for me as this was the exact issue my mom faced
with my dad when after 25 years of marriage he declared that underage porn
wasn?t enough anymore ? he wanted the real thing. My mother wasn?t able
to figure out a way to submit to his needs while still maintaining her
morals so she was forced to divorce him. My parents still love each other
and even though my aunt is now living with my dad, that's just for mutual
"benefits" as he would never marry any other woman than my mom. It's a
little tense when my mom visits as she blames her sister for my dad's new
desires but everyone has sort of worked it out over the years. Then it
was my turn to deal with the same situation when my Aunt Linda also
introduced my husband to her sexual "club" featuring "family" sex. My
husband is a man so I couldn't really blame him for succumbing to the
temptation of a tween girl yet at the same time I had to deal with the
same moral and ethical dilemma that so vexed my mom. Fortunately I was
able to save my marriage by adopting a "don?t ask, don?t tell "policy
where Steve doesn?t have to tell me everything he does. I've also agreed
to be with him at times as I didn?t want this to be something we never did
together. I don?t think there should be anything of a sexual nature that
totally isolates one from the other in a marriage.
Of course I couldn't tell Ashley about my own past experiences dealing
with a husband's new-found desires. As close as we were, she would never
have been able to deal with incest or underage sex so those topics were
taboo so far as she was concerned. Still, I could still relate
emotionally so yes, I WAS the best friend she had in terms of dealing with
the problem she was facing.
"So what about it bothers you the most?" I asked, "Seeing your husband
having sex with another woman or you having sex with a girl?"
No doubt to Ashley there wasn?t a real answer as she would have said both
if she could but I wasn?t taking that for an answer. Better to deal with
the most pressing concern and then hopefully the other wouldn?t seem so
bad.
"I don?t know Kelly... I really don't. The idea of Ben even having sex
with anyone else kills me but to have to WATCH? I'm not sure I can do
that." She paused as if to collect her thoughts and I waited patiently
for her to continue. "As for me with another girl... that's just gross.
I can't even imagine kissing another girl, let alone doing anything else."
She'd been staring at her hands, wringing them on the table as she spoke
but when she finished she looked up at me and he cheeks reddened.
"Oh my God, I'm sorry Kelly. I didn't mean to say anything about what you
do."
I just smiled, actually more amused than anything else. Of course Ashley
knew about a lot about my sexual preferences and even that Steve and I
swapped now and then. Back when we had sleepovers I would kiss the other
girls but Ashley could never bring herself to do it, no matter how
crushing the dare. When we would masturbate together she would pretend to
be asleep, not even willing to watch us, let alone join in.
I pressed her hand in mine and assured her that I understood and didn't
take it personally. After all, everyone has their sexual morals and
beliefs so who was I to judge hers? At the same time I appreciated that
she didn?t judge me for mine.
Ashley looked relieved by then asked, "But how do you do it Kelly? How
can you even kiss another woman, let along down there? Like I feel so
embarrassed when Ben puts his mouth on me there, I can't even imagine how
it would be to have a woman doing that."
Hmmm, maybe this was the opening I?d been looking for...
"You mean you don't cum when Ben eats your pussy?"
Her eyes dropped again and cheeks reddened even more. I realized my
language was a bit more direct than perhaps she was used to hearing but it
was time to get it all out on the table ? no mincing of words.
"I've never had an orgasm."
Her voice was so low that I barely heard it when she said it so I wasn't
sure I'd heard her right yet what else could she have said?
"You've NEVER had an orgasm?" I asked, trying to keep the incredulous tone
from my voice but only partially successful. "What about when you
masturbate... don?t you cum then?"
"I've don't masturbate," she said in the same soft voice, "I never have."
Oh wow, not THIS I wasn?t ready for. Yes, I've known girls who have
claimed not to masturbate but frankly I don?t believe the vast majority of
them. I had a roommate back in my college days who never masturbated but
that was because she considered masturbation to be "sex" and sex was
reserved for marriage so I've assumed that once she got married she
started masturbating. But to go your whole life and not do it even once?
It was almost too much to believe. Heck, if I went one day without doing
it I was feeling edgy and horny, let alone go for years.
"Does Ben masturbate?" I asked, stalling more than asking a question but
it was the first thing that came to mind.
"I've caught him a few times with porn," she answered softly, like she was
embarrassed to admit it. The tone of her response didn?t bode well for
what had happened when she "caught" her husband jerking off. From the
sounds of things he felt it necessary to hide it from her and most likely
it was a good thing he did.
"And so I take it that you don't approve when he jerks off?"
Ashley rolled her eyes at that one. "Kelly, if your husband's going to
have a sexual fantasy about another woman to the point he's stimulated by
the thought of having sex with her, isn?t that the same as cheating with
her?"
From past experience I knew that it was an argument that couldn't be won
by either side so I didn?t take the bait.
"You DO realize that almost all men masturbate... and most women, don?t
you?" I asked carefully.
"Whatever... That doesn?t make it right," she protested.
OK... Time to move on...
"So why do you think you've never had an orgasm?" I asked, trying to shift
the discussion.
Ashley answered surprisingly quickly. "Well, Ben claims I'm frigid. At
least that's what he accused me of being when I confronted him about his
cheating."
There it was again ? "cheating". Poor ben, he hadn?t done anything yet he
was being labeled for cheating on his wife. It made me think about
something so I asked, "Tell me Ashley... do you enjoy sex?"
She huffed and pointed out the kitchen door. "Three kids... doesn?t that
tell you anything?"
I shrugged and replied, "Not really to be frank. It just tells me you
were willing to do whatever it took to have them, not that you enjoyed the
process."
"Sex is soooooo dirty, I don?t know how people can enjoy it," she
practically spit the words out, "Sorry, I know you obviously feel
differently but that's how I feel about it."
So cool... since I was about to embark on a career change from being a
school teacher to s sexual counselor, this was turning into quite a
practical lesson for me!
"I imagine it was your mother who taught you that sex was dirty?"
"Yes, she told me that sex outside of marriage was for whores and
perverts. She said that women who touch themselves are dirty and bad."
Oh my God, it was like I'd gone through a time warp back to medieval
times!
"So why haven?t you ever told me any of this Ashley? You know how I feel
about sex."
Ashly shrugged. "I don?t know, I like you and I wanted to be your friend
so I thought if we just didn?t talk about it then I'd be OK with whatever
you do - just so long as I didn?t have to be involved."
"And now you feel you're involved? Is that the problem?"
"Well, I AM!" she whined. "This was never supposed to happen to me. I've
always a good girl."
I looked her in the eyes and smiled saying, "You know Ashley, accepting
God's gifts and enjoying them doesn't make you a bad person. C'mon, just
look at you, you're pretty, sexy and overall one really hot babe. I've
never told you this but I've always been turned on by you?"
She rolled her eyes and looked at me funny. "So you get turned on by
another girl?"
I smiled again. "Sure, why not? After all, who knows better how to
please a woman than another woman? I bet I could make you feel better
than you ever have with a man." I paused for that to sink in a little and
added, "And I'd love to prove it to you."
Ashley blushed and broke her eyes away from mine to stare at her hands
which she now had clasped in front of her on the table. We were alone,
the kids were all occupied, so I figured after all this if I didn?t do
something now then the moment may never come again. So I stood up and
walked over to her and took her head in my hands, running my fingers
through her long hair. She looked up at me, her eyes wide as who knew
what conflicting thoughts must be going through her head right now.
"You're so beautiful Ashley... so sexy," I whispered and then I leaned
over and kissed her gently on the mouth. Her lips stayed tight together
and she didn?t move a muscle at first but then she pushed me away.
"Kelly! What are you doing?" she gasped.
"What I've always wanted to do Ashley... don't fight it," I whispered
softly as I pushed her hands to the side and kissed her again. This time
she didn?t fight back, at least not so quickly but at the same time she
didn?t react positively either. I parted my lips and my tongue touched
her mouth which caused her to jump. She broke her hands free and pushed
me away again.
"I can?t do this," she said in a panicked voice, "This is so wrong."
"Just close your eyes and relax," I said soothingly, trying not to rush
her yet at the same time not leave her too much time to think any more
about it. Again I kissed her and this time I quickly pushed my tongue
against her mouth. I held her hands down as I enjoyed the sweet taste of
her lips. Finally I felt her arms relax just a little and the stiffness
of her lips soften, allowing me to press my tongue deeper between her
lips. Glancing at her eyes I saw they were tightly shut and then I felt
the tips of her tongue reaching out for mine. I was SOOOOO turned on, my
pussy was so wet it felt like I'd wet myself!
"Mom!" I heard her oldest daughter calling out. Ashley practically leaped
from the chair, pushing me firmly back looking like a deer in the
headlights.
"Oh my God!" she blurted out.
"It's OK, they're in the bedroom," I assured her.
Ashley went running out of the kitchen to see what was going on, leaving
me standing there feeling horny as hell. She was back in less than a
minute.
"Kids!" she huffed. Then she turned to me with her face still red, "Oh my
God Kelly, what if they'd caught us?"
"Then let's go to your room," I suggested. Implicit in my offer of course
was that we would continue where we'd left off. At this point I figured
it was a 50-50 chance she'd agree, at best, so I was pleasantly surprised
when she twisted her face a little and then nodded her head.
Chapter 5 ? Ashley and I Do It
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Once in the bedroom, she closed the door and I saw that she made sure it
was locked. It wouldn?t have bothered me for my daughter to see us but
hers were older and no doubt would have been quite shocked to see their
conservative mom kissing another mom!
"This is crazy," she muttered as she paced the room.
I sat on the bed and watched her having a mild fit and then offered, "Tell
you what, why don?t we pretend it's the first time we all get together and
Ben is sitting there by the window watching us. You know what he wants to
see... what ALL men want to see."
Ashley just nodded, probably not at the point yet where she was willing to
articulate those desires.
"So let's give Ben a show, what do you say?"
She stopped her pacing and looked to where I was patting the bed next to
me. I saw her take a long deep breath and without a word she sat on the
bed about a foot away from me.
"Don?t think of this as you and me having sex," I said, trying to find a
way to make her feel less inhibited as if THAT was possible. "Do it for
your husband. You?re his wife and you know that you have to submit to him
so do it for him. Just imagine he's standing right over there watching
us."
She didn?t seem all that convinced yet at the same time she seemed to be
maybe just a little less tense although that was a totally relative
comparison.
"Close your eyes and kiss me Ashley," I said gently, "Do it for Ben."
This time I wanted HER to be the one to initiate the kiss, to take the
first step herself and not just follow my lead. I knew Ben would be even
more turned on to see his wife wanting another woman than to have her
appear as if she was being forced to do something she didn?t want to do.
Ashley moved over closer to me, closed her eyes and leaned over to press
her lips to mine.
"Put your arms around me," I encouraged her before we got started too far.
Ashley hesitantly put her arms around me, not really hugging me tight but
more like you would hug your favorite aunt. It was better than nothing so
I was pleased she was at least willing to go that far. In response I put
mine around her as well with my lower hand just above her hip.
"That's it... relax," I whispered soothingly as I pulled her in tighter to
me, my tongue now pressing against her pursed lips. Finally they parted
and I felt my tongue slip between her lips into her mouth where I was
rewarded by the feel of hers reaching out to meet mine.
We kissed like that for a while as my fingers ran through her hair.
Reaching with one hand, I pressed my palm against her breast through her
blouse and felt her stiffen.
"It's OK," I assured her as I squeezed her breast gently. Her boobs must
have been at least a D cup and my hand couldn't even begin to cover her
but I could feel the outline of her nipple even through her bra. Slowly I
unbuttoned her blouse until I was able to reach inside and trace my
fingertips over the top of the swell of her bosom. I smiled as I thought
of how many times a boy had made similar moves with me and now here I was,
playing the part of the aggressor!
"Your breasts are so beautiful Ashley," I whispered in a husky voice as we
maintained our kiss while I lifted the bottom of the cups up and over her
boobs. I could feel the hardness of her nipples under my fingers as I
gently ran my fingertips over he now exposed boobs.
Ashley wasn?t saying a word but I could feel her breathing quicken as I
pinched her nipples gently. Her boobs weren't as firm as they'd been back
in high school but after three kids and over thirty years they weren?t
exactly sagging either.
"Your turn," I encouraged her. She seemed to hesitate and then she pulled
away from me, licking her lips a little. I still had my hand cupping her
boob as she looked down with curiously. I leaned back, hands to my side
now as I waited for her. Just as I was starting to wonder if she'd lost
her nerve, she reached out with both hands and lifted my tank top up and
over my head, exposing my breasts as I hadn?t been wearing a bra. For
whatever reason that seemed to amuse her.
"Something funny?" I couldn't help but ask.
Ashley shook her head but she was still smiling. Then she asked,
"Something I've always wondered Kelly... do you even OWN a bra? I can't
ever remember seeing you wear one, even at church."
There wasn?t any need for me to answer and we both giggled a little which
seemed to let some of the tension release from her. I reached out, took
her hands, and placed them on my boobs. Mine were smaller, barely a C cup
but I felt a little pride in that mine were still perky enough to allow me
to get away without the confinement of a bra.
"Ever touch another girl's boobs?" I asked her. Of course I knew the
answer but I was trying to get her more comfortable.
Ashley's eyes widened as she clumsily fondled mine. "Oh no... never!"
"Just pretend you're touching yours," I offered but then remembered that
she claimed to never have masturbated. Well, I'm sure that didn?t mean
she'd never explored her own body a little.
Ashley fondled me a little but seemed unsure of herself so I leaned into
her and we kissed again. This time I scooted in close to her and with our
arms around the other we pressed in tightly until our exposed breasts
pressed against each other's.
"Feels good, doesn?t it?" I asked softly, twisting my upper torso ro rub
our nipples together.
"A little," was all she was going to admit but I noticed she was
responding just a little herself.
"Lay back," I told her, "Let's give Ben more to watch."
She leaned back with her legs still hanging over the edge of her bed, her
large boobs draping themselves to each side until she covered herself with
her hands as best as she could. I laid next to her and pushed her hands
away.
"Don't cover yourself," I said, "You look so beautiful."
With that I leaned over and took her nipple in my mouth. I don?t think
she had been expecting that, at least not at that moment and I felt her
shiver under my lips. Not wanting to giver he time to react, I suckled on
Ashley's breasts like a newborn baby, enjoying the feel of my tongue over
her warm smooth skin and hardened nipple.
"Oh Kelly," she moaned softly.
Keeping my mouth on her boob, I started to loosen her jeans, unbuttoning
the top after which she put her hand over mine as if trying to stop me.
"Remember... Ben's watching, this is for your husband," I reminded her,
"You don't want him to think you're not enjoying it."
She didn?t pull her hand away but she did loosen her grip allowing me to
unzip and open her jeans. I reached in and slip my fingers under her
panties until I felt the start of her pussy hairline. I immediately could
tell she wasn't shaving! My fingers ran through her thick pubic hair
until I pressed them between her thighs which she still had clasped tight
together.
"Move onto the bed," I told her, pulling my hand out to allow her to do
so. Ashley seemed to be in a trance, not saying anything yet doing as I
instructed. I stood up by the bed and grabbed her jeans on each hip and
started to work them down. While she didn?t say anything, I was pleased
to notice she was lifting up her bottom to allow me to more easily remove
them!
With her jeans off, next was the panties and before I think she even quite
realized it, Ashley was laying naked on her bed before me, her eyes closed
tightly as if by not seeing she was naked it was like she really wasn?t.
"Oh my god Ashley... you look so pretty," I praised her, running my hands
over her nude form from her boobs down to her hips and over her upper
thighs. Each time I worked my way a little more between her thighs until
finally I was pressing my hand to her furry crotch with the long black
pubic hair. She obviously trimmed the edges for her swimsuit but that
seemed to be about the extent of it when it came to pubic hair
maintenance. I smiled as it reminded me of my mom and her pussy.
Ashley opened her eyes and she looked panicked. "Kelly, I don't know if I
can do this anymore."
I just smiled at her as I stripped off my shorts. Of course I wasn?t
wearing panties ? I wear them even less than I do bras! So now we were
both naked in her room.
"You can do it Ashley... you can do it for your husband."
She just closed her eyes again, as if trying to shut out what was
happening but at least she wasn't stopping me from doing anything. I
stood at the edge of the bed and leaned over her nude form, this time
though instead of using my fingers I used my lips and tongue up and down
her nakedness. I couldn't help but notice the odor of her pussy as my
face passed by her crotch. God she smelled so good!
Kissing her thigh, I gently pressed her legs apart and looked upward
towards her crotch where her pussy lay hidden beneath all that pubic hair.
With my fingers I parted her hair until her pussy was exposed and I was
pleased to see it looked to be a little wet even! A touch of my finger on
her confirmed the diagnosis. Climbing on the bed, I kneeled between her
legs and ran my hands up and down her thighs, concentrating on the
sensitive smooth inner skin. It was now or never so I kissed her belly
right below her belly button and felt her squirm underneath as I tickled
her with my tongue. Slowly I worked my way down until I felt her pubic
hair against my face and then I finally felt my tongue on her pussy slit
and tasted her. Oh yes!
"Kelly!" she blurted out. I wasn?t sure if she was trying to stop me or
encourage and indeed, I wouldn?t have been surprised if it had been a
little of both. I paid no attention and started to eat her pussy, running
my tongue up and down her slit and then I pressed my forefinger inside of
her, penetrating her pussy like a small dick.
"Kelly!!" she blurted out even more urgently this time but this time I
think it was more out of pleasure than worry.
As I ate Ashley's pussy and played with it with my mouth and one hand, I
started top masturbate myself with the other. Damn I was so fucking
horny! I found myself wishing that Ben WAS watching us so that he could
fuck me like I needed to be fucked so badly at this moment.
Ashley was bucking now under me, her butt lifting off the bed and dropping
back again. Looking up, I was thrilled to see that even without me
encouraging her she was holding her boobs, rubbing them and playing with
her nipples.
"Oh my God Kelly... what are you doing to me?" she gasped as her hips
lifted up and she held herself there as I buried my face into her,
pressing my tongue up into her swollen pussy as my nose pressed in against
her clit. "Oh my god!"
Ashley's first orgasm burst out and she moaned and sighed to where I was
afraid her daughters might hear and had they been standing outside the
door, odds were they would have. There was no reason to think they would
be so I felt pretty safe and besides, they weren?t MY daughters!
Ashley grabbed my head and pressed in down tight into her pussy as if she
didn?t want me to ever stop what I was doing. Seeing as how I'd been
experiencing this since I was a preteen, I couldn't even imagine what it
must be like to have your first orgasm when you?re in your thirties!
Then just as suddenly as it had struck her, she collapsed and laid back in
the bed almost lifeless, her body convulsing slightly every now and then
as the aftershocks of her first orgasm struck. I moved to her side and
laid next to her, pressing my nude body against hers with my leg draped
over hers so my pussy was pressing up against her hip. Caressing her
face, I kissed her.
"Oh!" she uttered as she recoiled and I realized that she must be tasting
her own pussy for the first time on my face as we kissed. I know some
girls who claim to not like the taste of their pussy but I'm certainly not
one of them!
"It's just you Ashley," I assured her, "enjoy it."
We kissed again, this time without her pulling away.
"Oh my god Kelly, what happened to me?" she finally sighed as she opened
her eyes and looked into mine.
I just smiled and pressed my pussy in harder against her, humping her
slightly. "Welcome to the club Ashley. You just had your first orgasm."
"I never knew I could feel that way," she muttered in a soft tone.
"Well, now that you DO, you know how to make it happen again," I reminded
her.
That drew a response from her. "Oh now... I could never do that ? not to
myself."
I chuckled a little and humped her a little harder, feeling her hip bone
rubbing against my clit. "I seem to recall someone telling me they could
never imagine a girl eating her pussy."
"Touch‚," Ashley answered, a sly grin now on her face.
"You know, I bet nothing would turn ben on more tonight than watching you
make yourself cum in front of him."
Ashley stared at me, not saying anything but I could see the questioning
in her eyes.
"Oh yeah," I assured her, "Men LOVE watching girls masturbate. Didn?t you
see any of that stuff when you were checking on Ben?"
"Well yeah but that's porn," she finally responded.
"True... and that's what turns men or else why would they show it?"
She seemed to accept that but she didn?t really say whether or not she
would do it. Well, time would tell.
God I was horny! If I couldn't get fucked, the least Ashley could do was
return the favor! I was about to suggest that very thing when there was a
knock on the door.
"Mom? Are you in there?"
It was her daughter again. God, talk about timing!
"Oh my god!" Ashley cursed under her breath as she bolted upright in bed.
She quickly gathered her clothes and started to dress.
"Get dressed Kelly!" she urged me.
I had less to put back on so I was finished by the time she was, even
granting her a head start. The room must have smelled of sex, something I
wondered if Ashley had considered.
"Any air freshener?"
Obviously she had NOT considered it but when I asked about the air
freshener the look on her face told me she was now. Her eyes practically
bulged out of her face and she looked around desperately before finally
grabbing some perfume and sprinkling it around in lieu of anything else.
"Mom?" the voice outside the door grew more urgent as the door knob
turned, "What are you guys doing in there? Why is the door locked?"
Ashley unlocked the door and outside all the kids were lined up in a row
and promptly came into the bedroom in single file.
"It smells in here," her youngest daughter said, wrinkling her nose.
"Geeze mom, enough perfume?" the twelve year-old said in that classic
tween condescending tone. Well, at least she wasn?t asking why it smelled
like two people had been having sex.
"Are you OK mom?" the older one asked, noticing the red flushness of
Ashley's face.
"I'm fine, now you guys get out of here and we can have some snacks in the
kitchen, ok?" Ashley replied, scurrying them out of the room before it
got any more awkward.
"Next time Ben will be watching," I reminded her with a grin.
Ashley started to protest but then she just shook her head. I couldn't
quite be sure if she was saying no or just amazed at what all had just
happened. I could still taste her pussy on my tongue and lips. Yep,
personally I was rooting for the latter!
THE END
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