CHAPTER 5 : The craziest fuck of my life

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When we arrived in my room, I calmly put Ashley in my bed like an egg for fear she would break.

I left her for a moment to turn on my fan. Then I came back to her and pulled her a little to the edge of the bed. I had her lying on her back in my bed and her feet were dangling toward the floor. In this position, I could clearly see the hairs that adorned her sex. The thong, you know its shape well! The thong was there but everything was bare.

I knelt down between her legs and with both hands, I started to titillate her hair. That it was beautiful to touch.

Lying down, the miss was sighing. Ah yes, I knew how much I gave her sensations in the body.

I brought my wet lips close to her hairy sex and calmly started to lick her. This time Ashley was offering me the sweet moaning cries that she might be used to offering my dad.

Oh yes, she was saying, "Oh Nico; ohhh; stop baby; oh I love this; ohhh; ah how romantic you are; oh...my God! how fantastic you are my beloved baby".

Her moaning cries were making me lose my mind, seriously.

I would lick her wet vagina and she would offer me back her beautiful cries; those wonderful cries that Rosina never offered me. Rosina, when we make love, she never cries, but we are often alone in the room and she is unable to do so. It seems like her mother didn't tell her that when we make love to the woman, she has a duty to give a scream no matter what it would cost her.

I licked Ashley properly and after feeling her all wet, instead of penetrating her directly, I lay on top of her to get her beautiful clear lips and, with mine combined with hers, we began to suck each other's lips more and more. Our saliva, we exchanged them as our pleasures went on.

During this time, I had my middle finger well tended in the vagina of Ashley and made her inescapable back and forth.

I saw her wiggling like a snake. This seminal liquid which testifies the extreme desire of the woman flowed to him.

Gently, I abandoned all her body to come to undress me completely. I took off my tank top and, slowly, I took off my pants to take out my cock which sought to escape like a prisoner.

Lying on the bed, my father's wife was looking at me and when she saw my penis, she said: "your cock is so pretty".

- Thank you! I'm going to fuck you with it," I whispered to her with a smile.

- The way I see it, I'm going to love it for sure.

- Yes, you're going to love it too much," I replied, rummaging in my cupboard to get out a condom.

- And what are you still looking for?

- I'm looking for condoms.

- Oh no, stop! I don't really like condoms, please.

- It's to avoid unplanned pregnancies.

- I'm not in my fertile period.

- I know, but it's important! I never have sex with Rosina without wearing them.

- Rosina is Rosina! I'm not Rosina and you know it!

I asked her if she should drop the condoms.

- Yes! And come quickly, time passes.

And indeed, the time passed. My penis was already slowly returning to its elastic form. Then I approached Ashley to take her by the breasts. With my mouth, I began to suckle her like babies on their mother's legs.

She loved the way I sucked her so much that she said, "I love you baby; suck me again and again.

And I, finding pleasure in this action game, sucked her again and again. My cock, downstairs where I left it hanging, was sulking like a sick person who wanted to drink an old man's urine and was against it.

I tried to calm her down but my two hands were all busy. One was running over both breasts of my new wife while the other was running over the curve of her body.

Tired of my cock's behavior, I finally reached down to locate my companion's pussy. With my cock in hand, I searched for the path to Ashley's temple but it was nearly impossible.

It seemed like the seat of hers was different from Rosina's. Yes, with Rosina, I quickly get my penis on board. But with Ashley, it was the complete opposite. I was losing my way and since Ashley was also in too much of a hurry to fuck her, she grabbed my cock and measured it with her hand and slowly worked it in. Then slowly I began to pump her; I was pumping her like a vulgarizer pumps a tire. Ashley wrapped both hands around my neck and encouraged me not to lose hope. Yes, she was telling me, "don't worry baby; keep fucking me; nothing is going to happen to us".

And it's true, nothing could happen to us since we were safe unless someone climbed the fence. And who would dare to climb it? Nobody, anyway.

I was fucking my little mother. In bed, I didn't even have that image of her. Instead of seeing her as my father's wife, I saw her as one of Rosina's sisters.

Yes, one of Rosina's sisters because of her fair complexion. Ashley's whole body was comparable to a half-breed. Ashley, even in the abstruse darkness, you could see her because of her body that was all clear and pretty.

Her breasts, they were a thousand times prettier than Rosina's. Her hair, honestly, she took good care of it. Her hair was not messy like Rosina's. Rosina never combs her hair. Not only does she not comb it, but she also never styles it. You don't have to shave, but at least you have to trim it with a pair of scissors.

Rosina maintained her hair well and if you see it, it makes you want to fuck.

With my two hands on her belly, I was eating her pussy with pleasure. She was very proud of it.

Suddenly, my phone started ringing. It was because I had forgotten to turn it off, which is my habit. I don't like it when I'm having sex and some weirdo is throwing balls at me.

I ignored the call and continued my fuck. By the time I left this delicious dish for the phone, all the pleasure would evaporate from our bodies; which is not at all formal.

I turned Ashley on one side and with her right leg in the air, I continued the fucking. This position, it seemed like she loved it more than the first one I had her in.

With her right hand, she held my shoulder and moaned with all her strength.

Oh yes, we were alone at home; she could even scream into the microphone, we were alone at home and we would be the only ones to hear the melody.

That's right! Ashley and I created our own little world, a world unique to the two of us. In this world, we ate love.

Feeling a little tired, Ashley offered me to come to bed so that she could take over.

That's when I realized that Ashley would be a sex addict.

Who am I to decline such an offer?

Quickly, I went to the bed and lay down on my back. Over my eyes, I could see the young woman slowly climbing on top of me. Correctly straightening my cock, she pushed it in and slowly began to move back and forth. At first, I had both arms resting on the bed. But as soon as Ashley started to accelerate with all her strength, I reached out with both hands to grab her breasts which I held up. She was screaming: "oh! ah! oh! oh God! oh I love it! oh my God! oh Jesus! oh my God! ah! ah! go ahead! fuck me harder!

And me, what could I do but stuff this bitch with pleasure!

Once again, my phone started ringing. That's when I remembered the days that Rosina comes to my house to get fucked. It was Friday and since she is unfit for sport, she would come and spend her three hours of sport time in my bed. She would be the one calling. I was sure that she would have already arrived at the gate and having discovered it closed, she would call me to come and open it for her. And since I had another field that I was plowing sparingly, I didn't even move to answer it. The phone rang tiredly before it went silent.

Ashley was pumping me up with envy and I was over the moon. I loved almost everything she did to me. Yes, I loved her mastery of fucking. She had acquired quite a bit in that area. She was not the same as Rosina who, even with small caresses, she was unable to do it. All she knows how to do is to take off her khaki outfit, then take off the bra and finally her underwear. The rest she leaves to you. She doesn't even try to activate the electrical currents in your body. When she lies on her back, it is only in this position you stay from the beginning to the end. Even the moaning cries, she does not give any. She only has to close her eyes and it's over. Everything else comes back to me.

Finally, I was about to cum. I flipped Ashley onto her back on the bed and ejaculated into her hair. She didn't get mad at me. She also knew that it was to avoid the worst that I had done that! I love a woman too much when she is understanding.

- I love you Nico, she said to me in her beautiful and pleasant voice.

- And I love you too.

- Promise me that you will always be there for me, she said between sadness and joy.

- I promise you that! I will always be there for you.

- Tell me that you love me!

- I love you, if you knew.

- They call me Ashley, so tell me: Ashley, I love you!

Who am I not to repeat this beautiful sentence?

- Ashley, I, Nicolas, love you.

- And me too, I love you my treasure.

- Thank you my love.

- I loved the way you made love to me.

- Thank you baby.

- Thank you for filling me with pleasure.

- It's a pleasure to see you come.

- I love it when you suck my breasts and run your beautiful hands over my hair.

- Thank you for your compliments.

- Tell me you won't leave me?

- I won't abandon you, my sweet love.

- I love you as your father!

- Thank you baby; but you never told me that!

- That's because I was afraid and I didn't know where to put my tongue to tell you.

- I understand you then.

- Tell me something, Nico.

- What now, baby?

- Tell me that you will always be there for me and that you will never leave me.

- I promise; I will never leave you.

- Tell me that no matter how much you think about your sweetheart who has already moved on, you will never forget me.

- Everything you ask of me is considered a promise that I will keep ardently.

- It will please me if you keep them.

- I will keep them.

- I love you, Nico; the poor woman said to me in tears.

- And why are you crying?

- I'm afraid of losing you, Nico.

- And what will you do with my father?

- I will always consider him as my husband, but you will be the legitimate one.

- Okay, then wipe your tears and don't cry anymore.

I helped my companion to clean her tears.

Curled up under my arms, I comforted my little wife and a few minutes later, she fell asleep under my arms. Her head was resting on my chest.

How cool it is to be in the arms of someone you love.

Say what you want, I don't care about your gossip. This is our life and we are free to eat it the way we want.