By the time Spring Break rolled around, my relationship with Ashton had bloomed into something beautiful and perfectly strange. All of her friends knew we were together, although very few of mine did. Michael thought we had grown to be particularly good friends, but he never let on that he saw us as more. Maybe it was willful blindness. But more than who knew about us and what we publicly did, the status of our relationship began to bother me. Ashton and I fucked all the time, sometimes like crazed animals in heat. She told me she was my girl, and sometimes when we were curled up together in bed at night, she told me she loved me. But I had always sensed something in Ashton. That animal part of her that made the sex so hot and carnal, it didn't want to be owned. It wasn't like she wanted to cheat on me, and she always said she loved being with me, but she was very open about her interest in other men.
For spring break, Ashton, her roommate Elise, and their friend Mary decided to get a motel room at the big lake two hours from our campus. It was a local spring break destination, and all three of them invited their boyfriends. I didn't even tell Michael I was going, I think he thought I was staying back on campus while he flew with some of our friends to Cancun. Elise had ditched her loser boyfriend and was becoming semi-serious with this tall, skinny nerdy guy named Brian. I liked Brian, he seemed like a nice guy, but for some reason Ashton thought he was creepy. Mary lived down the hall from Ashton and Elise and the three girls had grown close. Mary had a pretty, angular face with short blond hair and blue eyes, atop a tall, thin body. Ashton and Elise liked to describe Mary as lithe. She had almost no breasts to speak of, but I thought her thin, toned body was pretty. She had the shape of a ballerina. Her boyfriend Randy was much shorter than me, but wiry and lean. He flirted with Ashton a lot, and she liked hanging out with him. I thought he was one of those typical college douche bags, all full of himself. Mary was sweet while Randy was brash, and Mary was also at least two inches taller than Randy. I often wondered what had drawn them together.
On the drive down to the lake, Elise, Mary, Brian and Randy drove down in Brian's car, while I drove with Ashton and most of our beach stuff in my beat up old Ford Taurus. Ashton chose to wear her lime green bikini because she knew how much seeing her in a bikini drove me wild. She had one of those wrap around cloth skirts when we started the drive, but with her moving and shifting, it was quickly lost. On the long stretches of open road, I stole peeks at her toned bikini body, and she laughed at me. My free hand found its way to Ashton's smooth, shapely leg and she didn't resist as I slowly slid it up her creamy thigh. She spread her legs for me as I began to massage her bare thigh with my strong fingers, and sighed contentedly as we flew down the highway.
When I dipped my hand down between her legs and my fingers made contact with the heat of her crotch, she turned to me and said, "Are you sure this is a good idea? Don't get into an accident and kill us, driver."
But I could feel the heat of her sex through the thin fabric of her bikini bottoms, and she spread her legs even wider for me. I could feel the wetness of her slit through her bottoms, and ran my fingers up and down the lips of her sex. At the top of her crevice, her hard clit was unmistakable. I rubbed slow circles around it with my fingers, never taking my eyes from the road, and she moaned in appreciation. Ashton crossed her arms above her head and slumped down in her seat as my fingers began slowly rubbing against her clit. She knew I liked to see her like this, her firm breasts thrust outward, her chest flushed, her flat stomach expanding and contracting rapidly as her breathing quickened with her arousal. I kept up a soft steady beat against her clit with my insistent finger, rubbing my finger tips against her most sensitive spot. I rarely took my eyes off the road, but Ashton was staring at me, her moaning getting louder.
"I wish I could fuck you, babe" she said breathlessly.
"I wish I could too," I returned, laughing.
"I want to ride that hard cock so bad, you've got me so hot already." She lifted her ass off the seat a bit and my finger lost contact, "Hold on babe," she instructed.
When she settled back down and my hand was back between her thighs, my fingers made direct contact with her bare pussy. She had shifted over her bottoms, and I could now feel that she was positively dripping. I moistened my finger in her juices before sliding my digit back up her slit. When I brushed against her exposed clit, Ashton let out a half squeal, half moan. My finger resumed its steady beat, rubbing softly and insistently against the engorged clitoris. Ashton was moaning continuously and began thrusting her hips gently against my finger tip.
"You're so wet already, babe," I said.
Ashton looked at me and moaned again. "This is so dirty, don't you think?" she asked. "Any of these cars going by might be able to see you playing with me."
"I want them to see you cum on my fingers," I replied, and began rubbing just a little faster against her little nub.
Ashton let out a low, throaty moan, her chest heaving with her deep breathing as my finger squished back and forth over her slippery lips. She was so wet, my finger rubbing against her slit was beginning to make squishing sounds in the quiet car. Her hips were thrusting back against my hand now, but I kept up the steady beat on her clit.
"I'm going to cum already, babe," she whined. "Not like this, I can't cum like this, so quickly. I want your cock in me. I want you to fuck me."
"Just cum for me, babe," I responded.
"Ohhhhh, I'm going to cum so quick," she complained. Her mouth was telling me she didn't want to settle for just my finger, with its unceasing attention to her sweet spot, but her body was flushed and ready to burst.
"Cum now, Ashton. Cum on my fingers for me," I insisted. "Cum in front of all of these people on the road."
That did it. There weren't any other cars really close to us, but Ashton's eyes flew open and then she was cumming. She screamed just a little bit, her body tensing up against my fingers, and then she was shaking as the orgasm took her. She bit her lip a little as my insistent finger flicked against her hard bud, and then she let out a long, high moan as the tension inside her evaporated.
I withdrew my finger, and Ashton slumped over. We were almost to the lake, passing signs for hotels and attractions near the water. I figured we were about twenty minutes out when I felt Ashton's hand on my leg. She didn't just let it rest there. She was digging for my cock, and I was so hard from listening to her cum that she quickly found my rigid pole trapped against the leg of my shorts. I wasn't sure what she had in mind, but I was wearing swim shorts that didn't have a flap or opening in the front. I was debating whether I should try to pull them down for her, when she gripped the bottom of my shorts and forcefully pulled the leg up. It wasn't exactly comfortable, with the shorts fabric now tight against my balls and my hard cock trapped against my thigh, but my cock head was free of the shorts. I felt Ashton's hair brush against my arm as her head dipped for my cock. Any thoughts of the awkward positioning were quickly lost as I felt Ashton's warm, wet mouth close around my cock head.
She sucked the fat tip of my dick between her soft lips and released it with a pop. "Ooooo, pre cum," she cooed, as her tongue slathered around the hole and she made a show of licking a tiny drop of pre cum fro my cock tip. I moaned my approval, trying to remain focused on the road. Ashton slid her soft, slippery mouth down over my pole, her tongue rubbing against the under side of my shaft, before sliding her lips back up to the tip of my member. Her lips sucked a bit on my cock head again before she plunged her hot mouth back down my shaft. Up and down she bobbed on my big dick, rubbing wetly against my pole and causing my toes to tingle.
But there was a problem. We were getting very close to the hotel, and the traffic around us had gotten thicker. I was reluctant to remove Ashton's sucking mouth from my now tingling cock, but there were also now people walking down the street.
"Ashton, we're close," I warned.
She released my cock with another loud pop from my mouth and said, "Good baby, cum in my mouth for me."
