CHAPTER 4 : Ashley's W and X positions

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That night, I was doing everything I could to erase from my mind this image of my father's wife's naked chest, but I couldn't. It was the first time a woman's breasts wanted to drive me crazy. Yes, if I could scream "mommy, I want to suckle" I probably would.

It is true that nothing attracts me more than a woman's breasts. Yes, if a hairy woman undresses in front of me, I will only look at one part of her entire body; only her breasts.

I was still thinking and rethinking about the lovely breasts Ashley offered my father and wondering if my father could recognize their value. But I wasn't sure. It's like they say, the woman who makes a man cry, another man is out there somewhere making her cry because he doesn't recognize her value.

- This Ashley woman is for us young people and not for old people like my father, I tell myself softly.

If not, you too, readers that you are; is it a formal normality for an old man to marry a young girl to be his daughter if it is not an exaggeration?

To be honest, I never appreciated my father's behavior for taking a young girl in marriage who would normally call him by the title: Daddy.

Ashley is a twenty-five year old girl if I'm not mistaken. Raphael, my older brother and at the same time my father's oldest son is twenty-seven. Do you see any logic in that? Ashley should not be my father's wife. I even wondered if Ashley's parents had lost their minds when they took the dowries from my dad? Or had my dad blindfolded them?

Well, what I always remembered about the relationship binding the twenty-something girl to my father would be only her wealth. Yes, parents are capable of giving their ten year old daughter to a hundred year old because of money; that was exactly the case with Ashley.

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It was eight o'clock and I had already abandoned my bed a few minutes ago to take a fresh shower. Oh yes, a cool shower and not a hot one because things were going to get ugly in a few minutes when my mother was going to make her departure and leave the room free for her husband's wife and me.

My mother, after getting her little purse ready, went to get her motorcycle from the garage and left.

She has a key that she uses to lock the gate when she leaves the house. So there was no need to call on anyone to come and open or close the gate for her.

In the house, everyone had their own key to open and close the gate. That morning, since I sensed that it would be hot, I got up and went to lock the gate.

I didn't want Raphael, greedy as he is, to come by surprise and want to rummage through the pots and pans and discover our action game.

I turned back to the stairs and started to climb them with all my strength. I only got to the fifteenth or sixteenth step when I suddenly saw Ashley standing at the top of the stairs that led directly to our living room door.

- Stop right there and tell me where you've been!

I actually stopped and offered her a smile before answering that I had gone to lock the door.

While I was answering my interlocutor, she was coming towards me. When she approached me more closely, she pressed me against the wall and whispered in my ear how much she had gone to my living room to miss me.

- It's true," I whispered softly.

- Nico, I love you!

- And I love you in ways you can never imagine.

- Today you're going to prove it to me.

With that, she dropped her towel and found herself in an Adam and Eve outfit with a thong that divided her two buttocks into two equal parts.

- Kiss me Nico; show me you're a real man.

My God! I've always thought that the woman who dares to take me for a man without testicles will have to deal with my penis. Ashley had just unconsciously provoked me without realizing it.

Sticking to the wall, I couldn't move. I was quiet as a fly wedged in a spider roof. From Ashley's mouth, I could hear her inhale and exhale at the same time. She was calling on the demons in her body. Ah yes, the demons need to wake up so that the good stuff can begin in turn.

Gently, Ashley brought her lips close to mine and began to lick me. Who am I to decline this pleasure; not me.

I let her lick my lips with her tongue. I was quiet and oozed the few saliva that flowed from her mouth into mine. Meanwhile, her hands were running along the curve of my body. I had my hands pressed against the wall. And remembering Ashley's sentence, the one during which she asked me to show her how much I was man, I took off my hands of the wall and grabbed her buttocks which were fresh like a flowing snow. Her buttocks, they were soft like the buttocks of a white girl who had just gotten off the Boeing.

I grabbed it and squeezed it like an orange. In my ears, Ashley was making the "ouch" sound. Ah yes, that was the whimpering cry she makes to my father when he bangs her in bed. Since he's not there to do his job, I'm there to do it for him.

Ashley stuck me more and offered me all her body. The intertwined lips, mouth in the mouth, we sucked our tongues. From her mouth I could hear a wonderful moaning cry. She kept running her pretty, soft hands all over my body.

My cock, all angry, was trying to pierce my pants. My cock was furious with me; her bluetooth had managed to pick up Ashley's vagina device and she was determined to transmit the data to her.

Ashley willingly lifted one of her legs and offered me the grass of her private area. I moved my right hand slightly down to her vagina and not wanting to locate her clitoris right away, I thrust my middle finger in to feel the natural lubricant that flows from a woman's private parts when she really wants to have sex. That's when I discovered that I had gotten Ashley wet with my simple touching.

From her X position, I fingered her properly; I took off her mother-in-law mask and replaced it with that of a street girl I would have met.

We stayed in this beautiful position for about ten minutes with very hot and sensual caresses.

She ended up slowly sliding down to the W position; the one during which she sat on her vagina with her feet in W position. There she opened the zipper of my pants without my consent. Who am I at this moment when I was already in heaven to say no? She pulled out my cock and gave it a kiss. She then looked at me as if to ask me if I liked what she was doing to me.

- Go ahead my dear, give me a blow job; I love it.

Smiling, she sucked the big head of my cock once, twice and then three times before plunging the whole shaft into her wet mouth. I didn't even know that the whole body of my penis could fit in a woman's mouth.

Not feeling comfortable in the pleasure, I took off all my pants to offer her all my underwear.

Very happy, she started to run her hands between my hairs that I am never used to shave. Oh yes, I never shave my hair.

My father's wife, determined in our action game, was giving me a blow job like no one has ever given me.

Grabbing her head between my two hands, I began to gently fuck her through her mouth. As if a penis had missed her that much, she was eating my cock and I was vibrating upright like a Motorola device. Have you ever held a Motorola device when it vibrates? That's exactly the vibration Ashley's touching was making in my body.

She pumped my penis in her wonderful way. That's when I realized that my father really didn't deserve this girl.

Yes, there are men who are like that. Let's take the example of an old man who goes to a store to buy a very expensive phone worth a hundred thousand CFA francs and a young man who goes there to buy the same brand of phone. Are you sure that both will use these phones in the same way? Never! The young person will try to discover the ups and downs of his phone while the old man will only make calls with his. It's exactly the same with Ashley and my dad. My dad will only use Ashley for fucking and no more. While I am eligible to show him the best tricks of the trade.

I let Ashley give me a proper blow job. To please her, I asked her to get up and come to my room to lick her vagina like nobody else would.

Very happy, she got up and asked me to carry her on my back. I offered her my back and she sat on it. And like a baby on its mother's back, I headed for the door.

Ah yes, it was our action game that was on the mat.

You're going to want us but you're not going to do anything to us.