Chapter 6

Ashley considered the foray into anonymous sex at the hotel as a one off, a weird chance that happened to work out and she never thought anything like that would happen again. It did nonetheless reawaken her awareness of sex and of how it was possible for her to enjoy sex without a relationship forming that might hurt the heart, and more importantly how she might have a relationship that does not allow her to be used any more than the man is used.

She remained angered at how Russell and Craig and even Sarah abused her trust and used her body when still a young girl and she never wanted to be in that position again. Yet over that summer she did wind up in Craig’s room on a more regular basis. Ashley didn’t see it as being like before, not as a girl wondering if Craig was her true love, and not even caring if Russell heard about all they did. In Ashley’s mind she was a grown woman, in control of her own life, just looking for some human touch and maybe just one more orgasm to get her through the week.

Craig hadn’t changed much, causing Ashley to more than once think back on the rough if not violent sex she had had back in the stranger’s hotel room. Still, she knew how to control Craig, knew what he liked and how to get what she needed. He was soft and caring, imaginative and fun, and sometimes a little rough and controlling. Yet she always left his loft full and complete, every hole filled, her mind numb, her libido satisfied and even looking forward to her next visit. For all the sex, it was also nice to just wander around in nothing but a pair of panties, to get a little high, to eat junk food and watch videos and have a naked man play with her body. It was fun, just the opposite of the seriousness of school, and Ashley came to see her increasing visits to Craig as a good balance for her life.

The long hot summer was divided between home, a summer school class, and the gym, conveniently located only a block from Craig’s place. It was common for Ashley to go to the gym and not even bother showering before dropping by Craig’s, her hot sweaty body only increasing his lust for her. Ashley had developed a pattern of seeing Craig two to three times a week until one late August morning when she dropped by and found him taking muffins out of the oven. He offered her one, and lacking any real breakfast she happily finished it off while following Craig up to his room.

It was standard sex, fuck and then suck and fuck some more, the second round including a long fat butt plug Ashley found to provide some very welcome stimulation while riding Craig from on top. As she collapsed into him, both achieving their desired result, Ashley realized she was flying, high on what had turned out to be a very magical muffin. It was nothing new, but it was stronger than what she was used to. Craig admitted to the special addition, saying he was trying out some new product and wanted to get Ashley’s take on the quality of the trip.

Ashley had found past edibles to have an only positive impact on her sexual highs, but this was more intensive than what she had experienced in the past. Still, the afternoon was without demands and she decided to let the all-day trip take its course while watching some cable shows and devouring whatever munchies Craig had stashed around his apartment. All fine, until another friend of Craig’s dropped by to also sample some of Craig’s product. It was while the two men were smoking a joint that Ashley realized she hadn’t put on a top, was sitting on the bed in only a pair of panties while she watched colors on the television screen.

She put up only laughing resistance as she became the center of a threesome, not even voicing disapproval as Craig’s friend pulled off her panties, opening her legs just a little wider as a new cock pushed up and into her. She knew she shouldn’t, really didn’t, but the overwhelming feelings she got from sex while under the influence were greater than anything she had ever experienced before. She cursed Craig in the back of her mind all while grinding down onto his friend and moaning out her pleasure at how long her was able to stay hard inside of her. She didn’t even mind giving the stranger head while Craig pulled her ass up and out for his own pleasure. The taste of the stranger’s cum, the feel of their mouths sucking on her breasts, and best of all the long unending fucking and the rising and overwhelming orgasms. All wonderful.

Ashley knows it went on for a while, finally rising from the haze and becoming aware of herself lying in Craig’s bed, the early evening sun showing orange on the wall and only slowly giving way to dusk. Craig was sitting next to her, a hand on her ass, asking her if she wanted something for dinner. Two other men in the room voiced approval, one volunteering to bring back some take out. Ashley sat up, suddenly aware and in control, and shocked to find herself totally naked and sitting in front of three men, two of whom she was sure she had never seen before. Craig reintroduced them, joking about what they had done just an hour before, then handing Ashley a soda and pulling her back into an embrace, his hands playing over her tits as the two strangers smiled on in approval.

It took a few minutes, bits and pieces of the day coming together in her mind, the whole set of shared bodies and acts shocking Ashley into action. She stumbled to her feet and excused herself, grabbing what clothing she could find, then making a quick retreat out of Craig’s house minus her underclothes and an earring. She didn’t care, she just wanted out. The nausea forming in her stomach at what she had done, at what had probably been done with her, caused her to turn and curse Craig in a manner she had never voiced with anyone else in her life.

Craig tried to give an apology, but finally showed his real self when he threw Ashley’s sexuality back in her face, saying he and his friends only did what she wanted, whether or not she wanted to admit to it. Again Ashley was reminded of the man in the hotel of only some months before, equating the selfish and sometimes violent acts of the two men. It wasn’t the manner of sex that galled Ashley at that moment as the need for the men to blame her, to see themselves as providing what she and probably all women must want, and all without an ounce of real caring. Such assholes, and with this she threw Russell and Craig into the pile. Ashley left and never returned to see Craig again.

Life went on. Ashley had no plan for doing anything over the following year other than get through this last year of school and on to a good college. So she remained the beautiful and alluring Indian girl, enticing but unattainable, distant but not cold, focused and only once willing to let some high school jock talk her into climbing into his back seat. Once turned out to be quite enough. Go to class, study, put up with her mother in law, and then on to college. A simple plan, but its rarely so simple, and of course something of great importance occurred only a week into the month of October.

This particular day came about when a favorite teacher had a 60^th birthday party at a restaurant in the town mall and invited Ashley. It was simple, a little boring, all the guests leaving on their own. Afterwards she went window shopping, trying on shoes and a necklace and a scarf without buying anything. She found herself walking next to a young man in jeans and a leather jacket, and with a glance of her eyes he stopped her and asked if she would like to have lunch with him. No, no need for lunch. So dessert he offers, perhaps some pie and talk about life and what mystical forces of the universe brought them together.

Ashley rolled her eyes but went along with the game, happy to talk with a stranger with flashing eyes, dancing wit, and a handsome if rugged face, sadly made older by a mustache and small goatee. While sharing coffee he did his best to get Ashley to talk about herself, acting as though she was the first woman he had seen all summer. The young man’s name was David, who turned out to be a grad student, doing research at a not so distant national park, hoping to finish before the first snowfall so that he could get back to writing his dissertation. It seems that he only stopped to get lunch and move on back to base camp but found Ashley far more interesting than food or work.

They shared stories for almost an hour before he grew bold and asked her to join him for dinner and possibly for the night. Ashley shook her head, rolled her eyes and got up to leave. David saw her walking away but followed after. He begged her to forgive him, for her to stay and talk with him some more, to understand not just his loneliness but his attraction to her. He waxed lyrical, debated the chances that he would pass by such beauty that touched his soul so deeply, many minutes of explaining how her face and voice would haunt him though the rest of the year, and finally, maybe it was meant to be, for them to touch this one time, this one afternoon, this one night, share and love and depart, maybe to never meet again, or perhaps to happily be joined forever.

Ashley stopped and listened with a scowl and then a smile, and then more slowly started walking out of the mall. David followed, out to the parking lot and there they stopped where Ashley turned to him and said, “OK, maybe for an afternoon, maybe forever. I can take that, but just where is this union supposed to take place?”

“Well, there is a nice little hotel by the interstate just up the road. I’m afraid I’m rather transient and my camping spot up the mountain is a bit far and perhaps a bit rough for now. Let’s say we start with the hotel and discuss forever later on tonight?”

He leaned in for a kiss but Ashley leaned back and walked toward her car, then stopped and turned and said, “OK. See you there in, say, twenty minutes?” Yeah, she knew she was crazy, asking for trouble and maybe some kind of STD, but she was intrigued and in some mysterious way even entranced. If ever there was a time to take a break from her self-imposed ban on sex and relationships, this would be it. Handsome, seemingly taken with her, and somebody who was only passing through. Seemed like the perfect date.