Chapter 4

School had already begun for Ashley and Sarah, but Ashley continued to visit Russell as long and as often as she could. Sarah often dropped by, the two walking to school together almost every morning, so Ashley’s step-mother was ever assured that her long hours spent at Sarah’s was innocent and school related. But then Russell had to leave and return to college, and amazingly enough this gave Ashley yet another chance to keep her in mind for the rest of the year.

Sarah had just earned her driver’s license and it was proposed that Russell drive Sarah to his college, give her a tour, and then have Sarah drive the car back. Problem was it was a long four-hour drive and the parents didn’t feel right about Sarah making the trip on her own. No problem: Ashley could go with them. It took a little talking to convince Ashley’s father that no school would be missed since they were going over the long Labor Day weekend, and that it would give Ashley a chance to see what a real university looked like. With Sarah going along it seemed to be a simple and safe adventure for the two girls before school really took them over, so Ashley’s father finally gave his consent.

They left early Saturday morning, Russell doing the driving and Sarah and Ashley taking turns sitting shotgun. At the end of the long drive, Russell showed them his spartan accommodations, a small bedroom with a single bed within a three-bedroom apartment that held little in the way of amenities. Such was the life of a college student. After a short walking tour of downtown, they had a sumptuous feat of packaged Ramen back at his apartment, then some cable shows, and finally bed. It was simply assumed that Sarah would take the couch while Ashley merged with Russell’s large frame in his small single bed. That eased Ashley’s mind enough that she didn’t even mind the constant squeaking of the old mattress as Russell showed her how much he was going to miss her.

The following morning found Ashley waking up alone, light streaming in through the window to warm her body as it sprawled across the bed. She was surprised that Russell hadn’t requested, or more commonly simply taken, his normal morning walk through Ashley’s field of pleasures. Even before he would get up to pee, Russell would normally pull her over and empty his balls into her before then emptying his bladder. He would of course come right back to bed, but laying claim to Ashley’s always wet and ready pussy normally came first.

But Russell was gone, probably on to breakfast, so Ashley quickly pulled on her shorts and a top without even bothering with a bra and headed down the hall to see where he was. She found Sarah and Russell together, sitting at a small dining table and sharing a pot of coffee, a drink Ashley still couldn’t stomach. Innocent, but for the leg Sarah had planted on Russell’s lap, her panty-clad twat open for all the room to see. Ashley acted nonchalant, asking if Russell had any tea or maybe an egg, but her mind was of course filled with the worst of thoughts.

The day was spent moving Russell back into his old apartment, then out to buy some groceries and other essentials, then on to walk around the university. It was a beautiful day but Ashley continued to boil at unproven assumptions about what Russell and Sarah had been doing together just hours before. Then a voice from across the courtyard and another tall young man walked up and gave Russell a hug and shot to the arm. Friends and classmates, Lewis seemed more than a little happy to see Russell, but then quickly turned his good looks and infectious smile on the two girls. Russell introduced them, somehow labeling Ashley as “Sarah’s friend” rather than as his girlfriend, something that made Ashley grind her teeth. Lewis in turn was introduced as a three-letter man in sports and drinking buddy. Lewis emanated an easy charisma and it was easy to see how the two men were close friends. Within a few minutes Ashley found herself wishing that the tall young athlete lived next door to her.

Lewis led them all over to a campus café, sitting down and talking about his summer and asking about each of them as though even the girls were already his best friends. When Russell explained that he needed to use the library’s computer to access something, Lewis seemed more than a little happy to continue showing the girls around. Within minutes he had an arm around Ashley, sharing time and words with Sarah, but always coming back to bring up a new topic of conversation with Ashley. He never tried to feel her up or anything, but the girls knew Lewis was smitten. Ashley just thought Lewis a young man in heat, harmless and soon to go away, but Sarah elbowed her once, then leaning in to whisper “So, I guess now you really want to go to college here.” Ashley just rolled her eyes, but she also blushed, something Sarah saw and giggled at.

An hour later they rejoined Russell, but before parting Lewis told them about a party at one of the local Frat houses. “Just a warm up before the year gets going so it’ll be small and personal but a lot of fun.”

“I don’t know, Lewis,” questioned Russell. “Those frats tend to discourage outsiders. Sure it’ll be okay for us to crash the party?”

“Hey, not a problem dude. I know those guys. Trust me. Bring a six pack and these two little ladies along and you’ll be fine. And easy to find. Just a block that way and painted a bright blue. See you there.”

The friends parted but Lewis remained in Ashley’s mind. The rest of the afternoon passed quickly, Ashley and Sarah both claiming to need a shower before going to the party. Ashley chose to dress up having brought a sun dress as her change of clothing, light and fitting the warm late-summer weather. Sarah stuck with a pair of shorts but opting for a compact and hardly concealing wrap that tied around her neck for her top. Russell? Jeans and some generic shirt, of course. Guys have it so easy. Making do with spaghetti and a bottled sauce for dinner, the trio finally made their way over to the frat house about 7 in the evening, opting to follow the music around the side to the back. The large house had a spacious back yard with blaring music and college youth partying like school was already over. Russell voiced some amazement at how many people were there given that fall classes wouldn’t commence for another couple of weeks.

For the first half hour they stayed together, walking around the house and introducing themselves to whomever they could, the girls in awe and completely envious of the fun life college promised once they were done with high school. The trio somehow split up, Sarah being pulled into a card game and Russell getting sidetracked in some discussion with college friends. So Ashley found herself wandering around alone and somehow finding Lewis talking with an equally tall woman in running shorts and a sports bra. He seemed more than a little happy to see Ashley and the width of his smile doubled when he saw that Russell was elsewhere.

Of course he gave Ashley a grand tour, introducing her to the guys manning the barbeque and picking up a wine cooler for her while grabbing a beer for himself. He actually walked her around the block, talking about school and life and asking about what she liked to do, then back up into the house, Lewis leading Ashley up the front steps with one large hand on her ass. When Ashley didn’t complain, Lewis’s smile grew even wider.

They did run into Russell again, but only in passing, a good half-hour then being spent in a room filled with smoke and loud music and talk and always with a joint being passed around. Ashley didn’t care to partake but she stayed in the room with Lewis, sipping on a second wine cooler and enjoying the scent and ambiance of what it must be like to be at college. Without knowing how, Ashley found herself leaning against Lewis’s arm, her eyes wide as she tried to focus on the words and music filling the room. That’s when Lewis pulled her up and then out of the room, telling Ashley that he knew of a great place they could relax.

Down the hall and up the stairs and to the right Ashley suddenly found herself in a small room filled with books. Shelves lined all the walls and with only a small table and a couple of chairs as furniture, but in the corner was a huge padded chair, a lounge chair like the one Russell’s dad had in their living-room. A guy was at the table reading a book, obviously not into the party scene, but with a word from Lewis he left. This is when Lewis pulled Ashley in for a hug, then came down on one knee and kissed her.

“My god but you’re a beautiful woman Ashley. And I need you so much.” As he spoke, Lewis kissed Ashley, pulling her in with his hands, massaging her back and holding her tight as his mouth moved over to nibble on her ear, then back to kiss her, then down to suck on her neck. For her part, Ashley was happy to be the recipient of Lewis’s attention, yet was unsure of what she should do. She knew what he was implying, what was bound to happen if she didn’t turn around and run for the exit, but her mind seemed to be operating a full second behind whatever was happening. It was hard to think, and even harder to act, so for the present, she didn’t do anything and just relaxed in Lewis’s arms.

That’s when Lewis stood and pulled Ashley over to the large padded lounge chair. He sat back, his large frame filling the depth of the chair, then pulling in on Ashley’s hands, saying, “Come on Ashley. You can sit here too. Just crawl up on your knees and sit on my lap. It’ll be real comfortable. Make it easier to talk, you know?”

Ashley knew, had been in that very position with Russell or Craig more than once, knew the final outcome, but still her mind was a second behind complacent action. It was comfortable up on Lewis’s lap, her knees deep into the chair, sitting on his outstretched legs and held within his arms. They did talk, but each sentence was accompanied by a kiss, and with each kiss Lewis grew more brazen with where his hands went in their search for Ashley’s physical treasures. Again, Ashley knew, but rather than blaming her flirtatious intentions on Russell’s own indiscretions with his sister, she simply shrugged and chose to enjoy this one time pleasure with a man she was intensely attracted to.

While locked in a kiss, Ashley was also aware of Lewis’s large hands reaching down to pull up her dress, his fingers then reaching under her panties, past the hem and around to grasp her raw naked ass. This wasn’t surprising, and perhaps even desired by Ashley, but her eyes flew open and she gasped when Lewis grabbed each side of her panties and pulled out, seeming to effortlessly tear them asunder, ripping a long tear down the middle, upper front to back, and baring Ashley’s ass and pussy lips to the outside.

“Lewis, wait,” gasped out Ashley, one hand reaching back to touch his bare arm, her eyes looking up into his face. “You just tore my panties. Pervert. You want everyone to see my ass or what?” Ashley didn’t want to just come out and tell Lewis to stop, she was just hoping to at least slow things down a little, but Lewis seemed perfectly happy with the speed and direction they were going in.

“It’s alright baby. Nobody here to see. I just need to feel you, to love you right. Isn’t that okay? We’re not going anywhere.”

Ashley may have been calmed by his words, maybe even appreciative if Lewis had reached down to diddle her clit or pull her up and suck in on her breasts. That was the kind of forward step a guy would take and allow a girl to think about what more she should do, like maybe back up and run for the door, but Lewis was far beyond that.

Lewis was feeling through Ashley’s labia, giving proper attention to her clitoris and making her think that she might have to slide down and give Lewis some oral loving to relieve his needs when something else slipped up the length of her naked slit. Ashley knew immediately, her breath suddenly doubling in speed, her hands reaching up to hold Lewis’s shoulder and pull her unprotected twat from his very hard length of manhood. Oddly, Lewis helped her, pulling Ashley up into another kiss, pulling in on her ass, holding her twin cheeks in hand as he kissed and tenderly nibbled on her lips before pulling her up even further until her breasts were even with his mouth.

Ashley enjoyed this, expected this kind of an assault on her chest, leaning in and giving over each of her twin peaks of womanly joy to the ravishes of his lips and tongue and teeth. For a full minute Lewis sucked and gave praise to Ashley’s breasts, and it wasn’t until the end of that long wonderful minute that Ashley realized Lewis was only able to gain access to her tits by first pulling her dress all the way up to be crumpled up under her arms and chin, but also for him to have unsnapped the almost man-proof back catch of her bra. Lewis obviously knew his way around a woman and so a mere girl was easy pickings for him when put in the right position.

Lewis knew how to give tongue to a tit, to suck in and nibble on a nipple, and Ashley temporarily pushed aside the dangers down below and enjoyed the wonderful feelings he was causing to course through her. But Lewis’s hands returned to hold and feel and massage Ashley’s very naked ass, ripping her panties out a little wider, and freely feeling the hidden wonders of her wet and welcoming pussy. This is when Lewis stopped nibbling on her nipples and pulled Ashley down, pulling her chest down until her head was again resting on his shoulder.

That’s when Ashley’s eyes widened again, rising up on her knees and instinctively trying to escape the long hard throbbing pole Lewis was passing through her open labia. Lewis was ready for this and held her in place, using one hand to guide the tip of his cock back and forth through Ashley’s thick lower lips, another hand to hold her ass and hips in place as he whispered out indecent words of joy.

“My god girl. You are so wet. You’re ready for me, right? You know how much I need you. You sure need me, I can feel that. You feel me do that? You ready for me now?”

Only Lewis didn’t wait for an answer. After wetting the tip of his leaking cock within Ashley’s dripping wet slit, he moved into position and pushed up with his hips, pushing down in tandem on Ashley’s ass and forcing a merger Ashley badly needed but wasn’t sure she was supposed to participate in.

Ashley would have protested, had even thrown out a loud “No” in her mind, but she knew that such a protest would have been useless, both to the man pulling her down onto his stiff length of manhood but also to her own unbidden bodily desires. She did gasp out loud with his initial penetration, then grunting as Lewis pushed in a little deeper, pushing up on her knees in an unsuccessful attempt to remove the thick wedge of flesh that had imbedded itself between her legs. Ashley could feel herself break into a sweat, her body trembling and her knees unable to hold herself up off of Lewis, collapsing down onto his large frame as he pushed his cock deeper into her loins.

Russell was more than enough manhood for Ashley, thick and perhaps even a bit too long for the hard pounding fucks he enjoyed putting her to all around his house. Lewis was different. He seemed to slip into Ashley’s admittedly wet and willing hole, but then levered her out, widening the mouth of her cunt to such an extent that she could think of nothing else. As she grunted out wordless sounds, her breasts crushed into his chest, her hands reflexively gripping his shoulders, Lewis held tight to Ashley’s ass and thighs and moved ever deeper into her. Lewis took his time, pushing his hips up and into Ashley’s splayed legs, his cock moving just a little deeper into her hole, then holding it there before pulling back only to repeat again and then again.

Each time Lewis went deeper, filled Ashley’s pussy just a little more, and with every additional thrust up into her hole Ashley released a grunt of surprise at how much wider he was forcing her twat to stretch, at how much flesh he was filling her with. But with each pause by Lewis, Ashley then relaxed, settling down with a satisfied moan on the manhood she was impaled upon, then pushing down with her own hips and preparing herself for the next assault.

It took a couple of minutes before Lewis reached Ashley’s limit, Ashley whispering out that he was pushing in too far and feeling relief when Lewis pulled back and paused for another minute. Realizing he had filled his prize just as deeply as he could go, Lewis began a more serious dance, pulling back and pushing up with is hips, but also raising Ashley up with the firm grip he had on her ass, then pressing down, controlling the fuck from both sides. Ashley couldn’t find the voice to complain, her body trembling with all the wonderful sensations of the sexual union, her mind unable to think beyond the desire for the movement to continue. Ashley was lost in the fuck and hardly aware of the passage of time, though certainly focused on a rising horizon that signal the potential for an orgasm, her mind thinking but not yet saying, “Don’t stop, my god please don’t stop.”

Lewis did stop, but only to lower his head, to kiss her hair and say, “My god girl but you’re such a good fuck. You OK Ashley? You good? Go ahead, get up on your knees there. Go ahead, sit on up and ride me good girl.” Lewis used one hand to push up on Ashley’s shoulder, forcing her up even though she would have been happy to melt into Lewis’s chest and allow him to do anything he wished for the rest of the night. But up she went, pausing only momentarily to allow Lewis to fully pull her dress off, tossing it to the side and leaving Ashley naked as she rose up onto her knees.

Ashley quickly looked about the small room of books to make sure no one else was looking, but then took to her task of riding the long thick rod of flesh she was impaled upon to a horizon only she could see. As Ashley began a rhythmic dance on Lewis’s lap, he lifted one hand to play with Ashley’s tits, the other down deep to play within the tight wet twat he was embedded within. At first Ashley held herself up, hands holding the armrests of the chair, playing with the depth of Lewis’s cock and varying the speed with which she rode him. But after a couple of minutes a rising wave of pleasure began to take her over and her hands came down to his shoulders, her hips moving up to his stomach while never detaching from the top half of Lewis’s cock, grinding down and back as she fucked herself into the depths of an overwhelming orgasm.

Ashley’s moans had become higher pitched whines, rising in intensity just as her hips began to increase in speed, grinding down onto the cock her pussy was latched onto. Lewis smiled and held Ashley tight, one hand still pushed down and fingering her clit, very aware that Ashley was about to achieve what every young man wanted his woman to remember when she thought of him. It came suddenly, Ashley convulsing and releasing a series of short screams before collapsing onto Lewis’s chest, her body shuddering, her voice giving out low guttural sounds then quieting as her body seemed to relax into him.

There was no need for further words, Lewis knowing that now was his time to achieve what his brain and balls had been screaming for over the past half hour. His hands moved down to hold tight to Ashley’s ass, his feet up to the chair’s footrest as he began a final forceful fuck of the open piece of pussy his cock was buried within. Newly wet with her orgasm and pliable to any of his needs, Lewis ploughed deep into Ashley’s hot moist furrow and didn’t hold back.

Ashley was very pliant, exhausted and drenched in sweat from her labors, but very aware of the joy she was receiving from Lewis’s increased energy and the obvious physical need he was working under. She was also just conscious enough to worry about how hard and deep he was trying to push his long thick rod into her. With a degree of effort, she held tight to Lewis’s shoulders and pulled herself up, her head reaching his neck, her hips riding on his stomach, the tight wet twat he so desired to bury himself within just high enough to keep his most violent of thrusts from injuring her. And that was fine with Lewis. As long as his cock remained inside of Ashley as his hips thrust up and back with increasing speed, he didn’t mind Ashley her own portion of joy in the ongoing fuck. Ashley could tell he was close, his grunts and short guttural breaths rising in intensity though still drowned out by the sound of his cock moving in and out of her dripping wet twat. Then he exploded inside of her, his knees forcing her legs wide, his arms locking Ashley in tight as Lewis’s balls spasmed and began pumping out a dozen shots of hot jism into her.

Lewis’s loud groan of affirmation wasn’t needed for Ashley to know he had achieved the ultimate goal of all men. The hard shots of cum were felt deep within her, his wet warmth flooding her even as his cock attempted to force itself ever deeper into her pussy. That was something Ashley had to work to prevent, holding herself tight to Lewis’s chest, making sure his pulsing hard boner didn’t achieve it’s full depth even as biology demanded that his seed be planted as far up into her dark depths as he could force it.

After the first loud and wonderful feeling of release, Lewis seemed to settle back into the chair, one hand slapping Ashley’s bare ass, his hips continuing to move his cock slowly though her twat, simply enjoying the feel of his balls pumping out the last drops of his liquid manhood into the wonderful girl he now had total mastery over. Ashley knew what he felt for she was feeling the same, enjoying the slow pulsing movement of Lewis’s still hard member that remained deep inside of her.

She was happy when he stopped with the slapping of her ass, then enjoying the feel of his hands as he massaged her butt and back. As his breathing slowed, he groaned out, “Damn girl. I haven’t had such a tight fuck like that in months. You feel so fine. Are you OK there?” Ashley had to shake herself out of her own feeling of warmth and wonder, realizing she had to answer Lewis’s simply query, she said “Oh yeah. I’m good. Let’s just rest for a moment.”

“For sure. I’m good with that.”

Ashley thought Lewis would enjoy the moment in shared silence, but he felt the need to talk it out with her, something Craig was more likely to do as well.

“Damn. Thought that cunt of yours was going to snap off my cock when you had your orgasm. You felt that, right?” Ashley just let out a “Yumm” sound while wriggling her hips and ass and Lewis continued. “I mean, you suddenly got so wet and tight, I could hardly move inside of you, but no way I could hold back. I’m going to remember you and your hot little body for the rest of my life.”

This sudden reminder that Ashley was a temporary holdover for Lewis to fuck and flee from was not lost on Ashley, but Lewis tried to catch his mistake, saying “How about you move down here and move in with me? Maybe go to school here. You’d like my housemates. They’re cool. Be kind of nice to do this every night, right? I could sure get used to it.”

Ashley had to smile. They had never brought up just what year of school Ashley was in, or even what school. It had just never come up. So it was possible that Lewis was clueless about her being a good five years his junior. More likely he was just providing a bit of deniability while pretending that he really did want Ashley to leave Russell and become his one, and maybe even only, girl.

It was while she was thinking about the ramifications of her overflowing pussy, her hole still stuffed with Lewis’s manhood, when Ashley heard the sounds of other people. The music that filled the house still overwhelmed all, but her ears were able to pick up a voice that seemed far too close. Ashley quickly pushed herself up and looked back, seeing only darkness in the dimly lit room.

“Um, maybe we should get going,” she ventured, suddenly all too aware of her nakedness, growing slightly alarmed at what she would look like if Russell were to suddenly enter the room.

Ashley pulled back against Lewis’s tight grasp and, in silent agreement, he loosened his grip on her back and ass and even returned the recliner to a normal sitting position. Yet Ashley remained sitting on Lewis’s lap, his half-hard cock still embedded inside of her. One part of Ashley just wanted to enjoy the moment, leave the length of manhood where it was and rest in Lewis’s arms. Nice, but a voice in the back of Ashley’s mind finally broke through and reminded her of how dangerous her position was. Yep, time to get moving, so she rose up on her knees and groaned with the effort of pulling off of Lewis, his sudden absence being as much a shock as his penetration a half-hour before. As Ashley backed up on her knees and slid down to stand on the rug, Lewis sat up, one hand around her waist, another up to cup a breast, saying, “Not just yet, please Ashley. Just give me a little more of your joy.”

Again his meaning was fully understood. Lewis pressed down on her hip, pushing Ashley to kneel before Lewis, his other hand now around her head to bring her face and lips to meet his still substantial if slightly deflated cock. Other women might have balked if not cursed Lewis for his selfishness, but such an act was actually expected of Ashley in her regular sexual forays with Russell. Acting as though she were doing little more than taking a sip of wine from his cup, Ashley lowered her head and did her best to lick and then suck Lewis’s first few inches into her mouth.

The man’s cock actually interested her. While Russell and Craig both had somewhat wide soft hoods that rose up and out on top of their poles, Lewis’s fat length of male pride started with a slender tip, the slit-like opening seeming to be as wide as the tip itself. But then it quickly widened into a long wide pole, too wide for her one hand to go around and far too long to ever be sucked up by either her mouth and throat or her twat, however horny she might be. So for a few minutes she kneeled before her man, doing her best to get her mouth around his width, sucking and swallowing and trying her best to enjoy the experience and happy in that Lewis didn’t try too hard to push his length deeper into her throat.

Then there came the noise again, that of people moving and whispering behind her. This caused Ashley to rise up from her labors and turn around, staring at what she realized was a door, in the darkness and yet slightly open. She wanted to walk over and slam the door shut, certain that passersby had feasted on the sight of her being fucked over the last half hour or so, but then she decided that she just didn’t want to know. Instead, Ashley stand up and pulled away from Lewis’s hands, walking over to where her crumpled dress had been thrown and began to cover herself. After finding her bra and smoothing her dress she felt more ready to see who might be behind the door, but in the act of dressing she had also come to realize that her panties had been fully shredded by Lewis and were no longer a guard or gate to anything, be it invading or escaping.

“Hey, Lewis. I seriously need a bathroom.”

“Not a problem. I’ll show you.”

They exited the “library” and went down the stairs to the main hallway. She saw nobody in the hall, but the main entrance room just two doors down held a dozen students drinking beer and talking in small groups. One girl gave Ashley a quick glance and smile, but then turned away, making Ashley cringe with the knowledge of just how public Lewis’s rampage through her pussy probably was. Damn.

Still, bathroom first. A very welcome voiding of the bladder and then a long inspection of just what damage Lewis’s oversize cock had done to her. It was a wonderful fuck with a very welcome outcome for Ashley, but Lewis’s junk had certainly put her cunt to a test. Ashley figured that if she could survive Lewis pounding into her for that long with the overly-generous portion of meat and sauce god had given him, then giving birth wouldn’t be much more of a problem.

Apart from a slight ache she seemed to have come away from the hard session of sex with no harm done, but her panties were useless and dribbles of semen and other secretions covered her thighs and legs, and drops of viscous liquid continued to drip from within. She felt bad about using the only available hand towel to clean herself up with, tossing the well-used rag into the shower to keep others from wiping themselves with her private and very precious sexual juices. Then, with a deep breath, she plunged back into the party.

Lewis was still there, actually waiting for her, a small polite action on his part that Ashley really appreciated. Instead of wandering off into the back to drink and brag with his buddies, Lewis stayed with Ashley for another few minutes, finding her a cold coke to drink (she knew full well her breath smelled of Lewis’s cum, as thick as anything Craig had poured into her mouth and just as difficult to swallow).

But then there was Sarah, more than a little tipsy and with a pint-sized bottle of wine in her hand. She walked over to Ashley with a huge grin, slapping Ashley’s ass with her empty hand and giving Lewis a playful shoulder butt to the chest, saying “Hey you guys. Where have you been? Behaving yourselves I hope. Not! Hey, come on Ashley. I’ve got something to show you.” Yes, totally drunk and barely able to get the words out without slurring or walking without a little sway, but Sarah pulled Ashley away and out into the dark warm depths of the back yard.