“What are you thinking about?” Ashley asks me as she steps out of the tub and wraps a cotton towel around her naked body. I watch her as she does it, smiling as I take in the perfect curves of her body. Just looking at her is enough to make my cock twitch. Yeah, I’m almost ready to go again.
“Thinking of you,” I say and, the moment the words leave my mouth, I almost regret saying them. I mean, I sound like a wuss. Who says shit like this? Maybe someone who’s in love, but that’s not me. I’m not the kind of guy to fall in love or any of that bullshit. I’m a realist. But Ashley … I mean, Jesus, Ashley is something else.
Pushing all these thoughts to the back of my mind, I get out of the tub and grab one of the towels hanging behind the door; drying my hair and chest with it, I then wrap it around my waist and follow Ashley to her bedroom.
“Liar, you’re just thinking of my pussy,” Ashley tells me, spinning around and throwing me one of her delicious smiles.
“Well, that too,” I reply. “I mean, after having a taste, it’s not like I can think of anything else.”
“Oh?” Her smile widens and then she hooks her fingers on the towel. “So what happens if I do this?” She gives the towel a gentle tug and the fabric falls down from her body, and my heart tightens up like a fist as her breasts and curves reveal themselves to me. Yeah, I know I saw her naked just 30 seconds ago, but what am I going to do? She drives me fucking crazy… and she knows it.
“Well, if you do that, I might have to do the same.” With that, I let the towel fall from my waist, my cock twitching again as I do it. Yeah, if she keeps teasing me like this I’m going to be as hard as a rock soon enough.
“Want to see how you fared back there?” she asks me, pointing with her chin at the bathroom behind me. “Or is that going to bruise your ego?”
“My ego can take it,” I grin, taking one step toward her.
“Maybe it can, maybe it can’t,” she replies in a heartbeat, turning her back to me and walking toward the nightstand. From inside it, she takes a tablet and taps the screen twice; as it lights up, she then taps it a few more times and the giant flat screen mounted on the wall facing her bed turns on. “Ready?”#p#分页标题#e#
“Show me,” I tell her, turning to face the TV with one arched eyebrow. Even though I’ve done some crazy shit in the past, I’ve never been curious enough to record any of my sex marathons. I'd rather do it than watch it, but right now… I don’t know; I just want to relive that moment from moments ago. I want to see the expression on her face as my cock slid inside her pussy and robbed her of her virginity.
A few seconds later, the image on the screen trembles and both me and Ashley appear on the screen. She’s sitting on the edge of the tub and I’m kneeling between her legs, eating her out with gusto. I gotta say, it’s a bit weird to be watching myself on screen, but hell… We’re both looking good. Very, very good.
“Is it safe?” I ask her, looking at her and then back to the screen.
“Yeah, it’s streaming from my own private server. It’s as secure as secure could ever be.”
“Good,” I whisper, more to myself than to her. Right now I’m completely focused on what’s happening on the screen; in there, we’re already both inside the tub, Ashley’s ass pressed against my cock. I watch everything unfold in silence, my heart kicking and punching against my ribcage as I wait anxiously for the moment when I slide my cock inside her pussy. When that moment finally arrives, I even hold my breath.
Jesus.
I take a deep breath as I watch her expression on the TV, one of pure pleasure, and I feel my cock hardening and becoming as solid as concrete.
“Like what you see?” I hear Ashley’s voice from behind me, and she presses her naked body against me as I look back at her over my shoulder. With her round and perfect tits pressing against my back, she places both her hands on my chest and slides them to my abs, feeling each one of them patiently before diving further down. When she curls her fingers around my cock, I take another deep breath and feel lust well up inside my chest.
“I fucking love it,” I breath out, and then turn around to face her.
“No ego bruises?” she chuckles, gently giving my cock a squeeze.
“No, not a chance. I think my ego has just grown, actually,” I shoot back at her, enjoying our little back-and-forth. More than being able to hold her own physically, Ashley also knows how to spar using her words. And I fucking love that about her. Well, to be honest, I don’t think there’s anything I don’t love about her.