CH 10
My mind was messed up from the way things ended with Aaron. It was worse than before when I wasn't the one who initiated it and I was going out to meet Ashley. I didn't want to think about it but it kept creeping back into my head the entire drive over to her place. Worst of it all was that I felt myself get hard whenever I started to think about what would have happened if he had followed me into the room.
Fuck. I need Ashley, man. I need her bad.
When I pulled up to her place I texted her that I'm here and that I need to see some titties, pronto.
Shut up, she texted back, I'll be out in a minute.
After a few minutes my phone dinged and I picked it up. It was Ashley in her lingerie she surprised me with earlier, but this time the top was pulled down and she was leaning forward, her tits were hanging and only covering her nipples with her fingers.
Fuuuuck babe, get your ass out here cause we gonna fuck, I typed immediately.
She lol'd me and said no, that was for tonight, dinner first, and a kissy emoji.
I was so pent up and frustrated I started rubbing my dick through my pants. Pressing my palm into the bulge I pushed down on it and slide my palm down the length. It wasn't enough, although I didn't want to pull my dick out and start stroking it in the car out in front of her house either.
My dick was hard and I felt so needy I pinched the shaft of it in my pants and began rubbing. I ran my fingers up and down the length of it as my dick stretched down my leg. It was only a few inches as I wasn't nearly as well as endowed as Aaron, but it started to feel really good. My mouth dropped open and I felt my heart begin to race, but the rubbing and slow stroking wasn't enough. The entire experience was just adding to my frustration and it made me want to pull my dick out even more and jerk off, so I pinched my shaft between my thumb and forefinger and began to rub it back and forth on my thigh. I was very surprised to find out after a few seconds it was working.
My eyes continually shot up to where Ashley's front door was. I was going to stop the moment I saw her but at this point the feeling was growing so intense I had to keep going until I absolutely had to stop. My dick was grinding into my thigh, the soft feeling of the skin of my inner thigh must have helped a lot because I was fully erect and breathing heavily. Soft moans started to stumble past my lips while I sat back in my seat and pushed my feet past the pedals of the car. I contemplated unzipping my pants and going for it a third time but somehow resisted.
The speed of my rubbing increased. My mouth dropped open and my eyes were closed. I told myself that I needed to stop but the need inside of me was winning. It's amazing the power an orgasm has over us and what we will do to achieve it. I needed to cum and I didn't care about anything else.
The friction between my dick and my thigh and the jeans being pressed into it was too much. I felt the release shooting through me and rubbed right through it. My orgasm shot out and I could feel it push through my shaft as I continued to rub. Fingers pinched and rubbed as I let it out all over my thigh. My body shuddered uncontrollably and I whimpered a deep, gratifying sigh as the post-nut serenity sank over me. I laid back, my fingers rubbing a few moments past ejaculation and then falling to my side, then jolted forward in shock as the passenger door opened.
"Hey," Ashley said, smiling.
My heart leapt through my chest and I felt like I was instantly sweating. Did she see what I was doing?! Did she see what I did?! Did anyone see?!
"I, hey, I, uh, hey, I," the words tripped out of my mouth.
"Here, let me give you a kiss, poor baby," she leaned across the car and placed her hand on my knee, then started to run it up my inner thigh. I jerked away from her before she reached the wet spot soaking my jeans.
"Uh no, no. Um. Later. Let's, like you said."
I couldn't form a sentence to save my life. She looked at me funny and then gave a little shrug before sitting back in her seat.
"I thought you wanted to see some titties and we gonna fuck right now or whatever?" Ashley slouched, looking out of the window.
"Uh yeah, I did. I want to. But then I thought about what you said is all," I reached out and grabbed her thigh and gave it a squeeze of reassurance, "I want to be able to give it to you hard and long tonight. All night. Not all squished up in my fuckin car."
"Alright, I guess," she said, somewhat convinced.
The drive to the restaurant was fairly quiet. I tried to start a conversation a couple of times but Ashley didn't do much to continue it. Her answers weren't dismissive and she didn't seem like she was mad, but she was usually much more of a talker than this and I could tell there was something wrong, so before we went in I asked if she was alright."
"You good, Ash?" I set my hand on her thigh and gave it a gentle squeeze.
"Uh huh," is all she said.
"You don't seem it."
"It's, nothing," she trailed off.
"Obviously its something. Usually you don't shut up the whole way when we're driving somewhere."
Fuck. That was a stupid thing to say, but I was kind of frustrated. Everything was going alright. I got out of the house from Aaron and didn't have to submit to him. I actually played him in a way and I was feeling really good about how the entire experience went. I left the house feeling good for the first time in a long time and now she's bringing me down. The night I'm gonna get to fuck that tight, sweet pussy and she's gotta pull this shit. I was getting annoyed and as much as I tried to keep it in I let it slip.
"So what, I never shut up now? You're saying I talk too much?" She was pissed.
"No, that isn't what I meant. Just, was saying, usually you talk the whole time and I'm just letting you say your shit."
