Just an Ashley Love story

Ashley’s POV
“Strip.” She ordered me, I love when she gets controlling like that. Gives me goose bumps.

I do as I’m told, my heart fluttering in my chest, my breathing already getting heavy. She lays towels across the bed and pulls out a bottle of liquid. I look at her questioningly.
“It’s warming massage oil.” She saw me looking at her, I smirked at the idea of a massage. This could be nice.

“Ok lay down face first and cradle your head in your arms.” Again, I do as I’m told. “I’m going to start at your feet and work my way up. I want you to breath in deep, slow, relaxing breaths. Its going to be quiet from here on. No talking. When I lift on your side, you are to roll over so I can do your front.”

I nodded my head to let her know that I understood and she started. Using her fingers she deeply massaged my feet and worked her way up to my calves. It felt so good, I groaned, starting to feel all the tension melt away from my body. Pressing deeply she worked her way up my thighs pushing against the inside of them to spread them just the slightest for easier access to the muscles there. The oil is warming my already heated body. My breathing hitches as she works her hands up higher, getting so close to touching me. Then her hand brushed against me, and I gasp.

“Breathe honey.”

Her hands are not only relaxing me but heightening my senses to her touch. She worked her way up and started kneading the muscles in my ass. I started to relax again. Before long she finished with my back and neck and had me feeling like Jello.

With her hands, she lifted on my hip. I hesitated and my eyes flew open. I was hard as steel. I was embarrassed. I didn’t want her to think that I couldn’t control myself. I turned my head to her and stuttered a bit before I just pointed downward and shrugged my shoulders.

She laughed and softly said, “Babe, that’s a natural reaction to increased blood flow, its ok. It’s not like I haven’t seen it before.”

Hmm, she had me there. I complied and rolled onto my back. She started back down at my feet working her way up. Again I groaned, just enjoying her touch and what she’s doing to me.

When she was done, she told me to stay where I was and keep my eyes closed. I felt more oil drip down on my stomach I jumped, it was a little chilly, until the air hit it and it started warming. She reminded me, “Just breathe.”

She ran her hands through the oil, pressing just firm enough, down my stomach and to my groin. My breath hitched…”Breathe.” She let me calm down before she continued. Her touch lightened as she worked her way around the base of my shaft, and down around my balls. Ever so gently but deeply massaging me. I was already hard, but I could feel more blood pumping into me making it strain, almost painfully. Almost.
I concentrated on controlling my breathing. It wasn’t an easy task.

She ran her fingertips back up, stroking my shaft, up to my head. A deep moan escaped me. She pinched her fingertips together, placed them at my tip, and pushed down, using my cock to part them. The feeling was exquisite, intense. I nearly came apart right there.
When my head hit her palm, she put her fingertips back around my shaft and slowly, gently, dragged them back upwards. My hips bucked and I lost control of my breathing. She stopped. Oh my god why did she stop.

“I told you to breathe, you can’t cum yet.”

“Ahh, I can’t breathe, it’s too much.”

“Absorb the pleasure, concentrate on controlling your breathing. I promise it’ll be worth it.”

Okay, okay, I can do this, I can do this. I took a deep breath and calmed my nerves. Leaning my head back and closing my eyes I let her continue. She’s driving me crazy.
She did again what she did before. It took all of my concentration to breathe normally, or half normally. Every breath in and out was shaky. My body was trembling no matter how much I willed it not to. The intensity was outrageous, I’ve never felt pleasure to that extent. Again, it was on the verge of pain. But so good. I wanted her to stop, but never stop all at the same time. I chose for her not to stop.

“Oh, Christine, I don’t know how much more I can take.” I grabbed a hold of her thigh with one hand and bunched the towels up in the other. Holding on with everything I had, for fear I’d fall off the earth.

She took her other hand and gently wrapped it around the base of my balls. It made me jump damn near off the bed.

“Ahhhh fuck, I’m so close.”

I’m thrusting my hips into her hand, doing everything I can to get to that sweet release. She just moved with me. Absolute torture. I started shaking, “Fuck, baby, I’m gunna cum.”

The hand she wrapped around my balls, tightened and pulled down firmly, completely stopping my orgasm. I let out a pained scream of frustration, sitting straight up I grabbed her and threw her onto the bed. “That’s not fair. What did you just do?”

“Orgasm denial, it sucks while it happens but when you actually have a full orgasm, it will be stronger, and feel better. It’s worth it. Trust me.”

She could be so evil at times. I love her

I kissed her hard, rolling myself to straddle her. I grabbed her shirt near the neck and pulled, tearing it down the center. I pinned her arms at her sides, worked my way down her chin with my teeth, then biting into her neck. She’s gasping and crying out. I let go of her arms and grab the front of her bra. I gave her the most evil smile I could, put my lips to hear ear and whispered, “two can play at this game,” then I snapped her bra in half.

Notes

lets spice it up a bit shall we??? shits getting HOT!!!
i'm off tomorrow so you might get two chapters out of me..maybe 3, depends on how my kids behave ;)