Chapter 14

When I got up, I went round to see Ash. Her mum was in, so we would just be chatting, no opportunity for girl time. We lay back on Ash’s bed and looked at her ceiling as we spoke, softly, because Ash had left her bedroom door open.

“Have you been able to see anyone?” I asked.

“No. I enjoy our time; I don’t feel I need to find anyone else.”

“Okay, but, well, you know, I am with Jase too, you know.”

“Yes, I know, and I really don’t mind that. He is a boy, and I don’t feel awkward about that. I think I would if his name was Susan.”

Well, that was interesting. “Oh, okay. You know I would not be upset if you were also seeing Susan. By the way,” I asked, “who is this Susan?”

Ash laughed. “You silly thing. You know what I mean. Her name could easily be Gupta for all I know.”

“Oh, right, only I was going to ask where Susan lives and what she looks like.”

“Oh, she doesn’t live far away, and she has long jet-black hair and the deepest darkest eyes. Her lips are red, and her nails are beautiful and long, manicured.”

“Ooh, sounds interesting. What about her boobs?”

“They are not too big with nice pert nipples that beg to be sucked.”

“Oh, now I am getting very interested; she sounds just like my kind of girl. I would like to meet her.”

Ash laughed, and we heard her mum moving around downstairs, a reminder that we were not alone and that we should control ourselves.

“What do you do if you want to be alone with Jase?”

“Well, if one of our houses were empty, then we would go there.”

“And if not?”

“We would walk to the woods; there are a few nice quiet areas where we would not be disturbed.”

“Oh, and when you got to one of those areas, what would you do?”

“I think that we would sit down next to a nice big tree and watch the birds as they fly in the sky.”

“And that is it? What would you do if you were with me?”

“I think that you and I would sit down next to a big tree and watch the birds.” “What birds? Who cares about the birds?”

“And then what?”

“I would close my eyes and await the gentle touch of my lover.”

“And where would you like this touch to be?”

“Oh so light and gentle in the secret place under my skirt.”

“Here?” She asked as her fingers rubbed against my knickers.

“Ash! Your mum is downstairs.”

She moved her fingers up and down, pressing my knickers into my crease. “I don’t care.”

I murmured and wiggled my hips a bit, and Ash slid her fingers inside my knickers and pressed gently on my nubbin. Oh my goodness, this was so hot. Was it because we risked getting caught that it felt so good, or was my sex waking? It had been so good with Jase in the woods, and now here, in Ash’s bedroom, it felt great again. Ash ran her fingers down my crease, so slippery, so wet, and circled my entrance and pushed her finger inside me. Oh my.

“Ashara, I am going to the shop; please do not go out until I get back.” Ash’s mum called from downstairs.

“Okay, Mum,” Ash called back. Ash took her hand away from me, sat up and faced me before moving down the bed. She put her hands up my skirt and pulled my knickers down, leant forwards and ran her tongue along my crease. Oh my. I felt Ash’s finger tease my crease open, and then Ash blew along my valley; it was an incredible feeling. My breath caught in my mouth, and the tickle that started in my nubbin rolled down my valley and ran around the edge of my opening as Ash slowly pushed inside me again.

Ash did not move her fingers in and out; I guessed that to her that would be like a dick. No, she rotated them inside me and widened them, creating pleasure sensations with the pressure of her movements. I could not speak; my breath was held within me, and my back was arching as the incredible sensations of pleasure took over my body.

Ash’s tongue lightly touched my nubbin; it was like an explosion, and I suddenly slumped, breath rushed from me, and I screamed out in pleasure. “Fuck Ash, what did you do to me?”

“I already know the answer, but did you cum?” she asked.

“Oh God, did I ever?” I replied, I had finished, and I was finished. I was wracked from head to toe; the spasms that went through me had been unlike anything before. What had happened to me in the past twenty-four hours? Sex seemed to have taken on new depths, and the pleasure it delivered was nothing I had experienced before.

“Your yoni is quite beautiful, you know?” Ash said, “I wish mine were more like yours. I love the way that yours is all compact and hidden inside; your lips are treasures waiting, not like mine all hanging out.”

“I am like my mum in that way,” I replied, “but I prefer yours. I love that your fanny lips peak out, welcoming and inviting. So much better than being hidden out of sight.”

“I do not know what my mum looks like; she does not go naked at home, she undresses and dresses in the bathroom.”

“I have seen my mum a few times; she wanders around upstairs with no clothes on sometimes. We look very similar; her boobs are just a bit bigger.” There was no point in saying that my dad had made the comparison a few times recently; Ash did not need to know that my dad had seen me naked and more.

I lay there still unwilling to move, dressed but for my knickers, resting in the aftermath of something I couldn’t explain. “Would you care for me to return the favour?” I asked.

“No, not today, the usual.”

“Oh, the curse?”

“Yes, but I still wanted to do you. I hope that is okay?”

“It is a little unfair, but that is okay. No, I am joking. Of course it is okay; it is just a little sad for you to miss out. I mean, if you were to use a tampon, I could still, you know, play around the outside.”