"I live just over there," Ash said, indicating a house on the other side of road. "That's why I find it so convenient to jog here. Listen, you need to talk and it's too awkward trying to discuss something like this while you're jogging, or even strolling in the park. Why not send a message to your parents telling them where you are going and then you can come over to my place and talk."
Caroline considered the suggestion. As long as she let someone know where she was and who she was with it should be safe enough. Ash seemed a nice enough person, intelligent and friendly. Caroline suddenly found that her trust in her own judgement was shaken. Brad had tried to sucker her. Was Ash the same? Still, the SMS to her parents was his idea, and he wouldn't have suggested it if he meant her harm, would he? "She really needed to talk," she decided, "so she'd have to trust him. And be careful."
They crossed the road and were very shortly in the front room of Ash's house. Caroline looked around curiously. "Not bad," she thought, taking a quick drink from her bottle, moistening a mouth that seemed a little dry.
"It's a nice little place," said Ash. "I inherited it from my grandfather. I moved in a year ago. Haven't got around to making any changes yet, but it's on my to do list." He reached out and took the water bottle she was holding and placed it to one side. Then he reached out, drew her over and kissed her. Not demanding. Just a gentle brush of his lips on hers, then standing back again with a smile.
"Why'd you do that," Caroline asked, touching her fingers to her lips.
"Because I wanted to," Ash replied. "As a matter of fact, I want to do it again."
Not sure exactly how it came about, Caroline found herself sitting in Ash's lap, exchanging kisses. Gentle at first, but becoming increasingly more ardent as they both familiarised themselves with their partner. After a few minutes Caroline broke off, and leaned back against Ash's arm. "How did that happen?" she wondered. "But it was nice." It slowly registered with her that one of her breasts was comfortably placed in Ash's hand. He wasn't teasing it or squeezing, just cupping it and obviously enjoying the feel and weight of it. "He shouldn't be doing that?" she thought, but it did feel nice. She left his hand there, as the hand on her back pressed her gently towards him for more kissing.
Caroline barely registered the fact that her top and been pulled free from her shorts until Ash broke of contact, then lifted the top up, Caroline to her own surprise lifting her arms to let it go. She felt his hand unclip her bra, and was again slightly shocked at her own behaviour as she shrugged forward to let the straps slip off her shoulder. She watched as his hand moved gently over her breast, enjoying the feel of his hand gently soothing it, stoking and then rubbing the nipple.
Ash started kissing her again, and Caroline forgot about the hands that were now touching both breasts, teasing them and sending little ripples of excitement through her. It seemed only right and natural to her when he bent his head and his lips followed the path that his hands had been tracing. She gasped and turned suddenly toward him, eager to have his mouth suckle on her breasts.
She felt a sudden flush of wetness over the front of her shorts, and was startled, then shocked as it spread across her front, rapidly and coldly.
She sat up abruptly with a squeal, looking down to see a large damp patch that formed after she'd bumped her water bottle and knocked it into her lap. She jumped to her feet, plucking at the damp cloth trying to hold it away from her. She glared at Ash, who was laughing, and saw his eyes travelling over her, appreciating what he was seeing. "Oh my god," she thought in slow horror, face turning scarlet, "I'm half naked and the other half is on display thanks to that damned water bottle. This is all his fault."
Ash could see that Caroline was getting upset and hastened to reassure her. "Hey, don't worry about it," he soothed. "It's only water, it will soon dry."
"But if feels horrible, and it lets you see everything," she wailed.
"That's easy to fix," he coaxed. "We'll just hang them to dry, and I'll get you something to wrap around yourself."
Too her surprise, he reached over and undid the buttons on her shorts and started to slide them down. She gasped, and clutched at them, listening while his voice gently calmed her.
"It's OK. They're effectively transparent now so it's not like I'm seeing something new," he coaxed, feeling her fingers relax and letting him slide off her shorts. "These are wet, too, remember," he said and Caroline watched in dismay and quite a bit of unwanted excitement as her panties vanished, joining her shorts spread out on the side table to drive.
"I look ridiculous," she moaned. "I'm standing hear naked except for my jogging shoes. Where's the wrap-around you offered?"
"First things first," said Ash. "Like you say, just shoes is ridiculous." He reached down and slipped them off for her. "Now you want a wrap-around. And I want to kiss you again. I'd have to go upstairs for the wrap-around, but I can kiss you right here."
Hand against her back, she was drawn firmly back to him, protesting, but not resisting. The kissing started again, first at the lips but quickly moving down to her generous and sensitive breasts. Caroline found herself pressing harder against him, wanting more. Not sure what more she was wanting but wanting it any way.
Ash continued sucking gently on Caroline's breasts and nipples, rebuilding the earlier excitement, but now a hand was drifting slowly over her tummy, releasing little curls of excitement as it gently brushed her skin before settling on her mound and cupping it. Caroline gasped at that touch and pushed upwards, wanting a firmer touch which Ash was happy to give. Caroline could now feel his fingers playing, experimenting, squeezing here, gently stoking there, pushing between her lips to the moist interior, slowly igniting her passions, goading her to want more,
Caroline's own hands were wandering now, moving instinctively over Ash's body. Tugging his shirt loose and taking it off, regretting the loss of those hands touching her for the moment it took to remove the shirt, welcoming their return while her own hands were wandering over and treasuring Ash's bare skin.
Caroline could feel Ash's erection, pressing hard against her side, and found herself divided. Part of her wanted to reach down and touch it, another part nervously backing away. Her quandary resolved, when Ash reached down and pushed his shorts and jocks down, letting his erection spring up, into her waiting hand. Feeling his cock slap against her hand Caroline automatically closed around it, touching it, squeezing it, enjoying the feel of it and wondering what was coming.
Ash lifted Caroline off the couch and onto the rug in front of it. Laid her on her back while lying next to her, hands travelling steadily over her, leaving turmoil wherever they went.
Caroline was breathing hard, still holding and stroking Ash's cock, relishing the hardness and length, knowing she wanted this inside her. Soon. Her legs had automatically parted when he laid her down, and as she felt him move to position himself between them, she also felt her knees rising, spreading her thighs further apart, eager to give him all the access he wanted.
Ash gently moved Caroline's lips apart, slipping the head of his cock between them and then letting the lips close over him. He looked at Caroline, only to see that she was looking down at that point where his cock had entered her flesh, fascinated by the intruder that was now invading her, wanting to see it disappear into her at the same time as she felt rising slowly within.
Caroline could feel his cock pressing against her hymen, and gasped as she felt a sting as it broke, giving Ash free access to her deeper being. "He's popped my cherry," came the whimsical thought, "and I don't care. I like it and I want more."
She could feel him moving slowly in, a steady pressure that parted her vagina, stretched it, slipping through the moist flesh, seeking complete accommodation, which her body was only to anxious to grant.
Only when she was satisfied that he was fully embedded did she transfer her gaze to Ash's face, to see that he was staring at her and smiling in a teasing manner. She found herself smiling back, waiting for the real fun to start.
Ash slowly withdrew, lingeringly, teasing as he pulled back, only to return, finding Caroline rising eagerly to meet him. Not taking his eyes of her face he continued, pulling back slowly, but thrusting in hard and fast. Caroline held on to him, regretting the withdrawals, relishing the returning thrusts, enjoying the way his cock slipped smoothly over her damp and heated flesh.
Together, they sought and found the rhythm they craved, moving in unison, becoming one, feeling each others joy, rising steadily towards completion.
Now Caroline found she couldn't see him anymore, her eyes closing, the external world fading from around her, her entire being fixed internally where that beloved intruder was demanding and holding her attention. She gloried in the feelings that he was engendering within her, exulting in being a woman and pleasing and being pleased by her man. Because he was her man now, what they were doing was just sealing the fact. What came after this she didn't know and didn't care, but as long as this existed within her she was satisfied.
