Longing (Andley & Cinxx)

I scrambled to obey Andy's orders, and he spread my legs, pulling them up to my shoulders. His eyes remained on my ass. "Keep your legs up." Andy ordered.

I did, and he spread my ass, exposing my tight muscle. I whined in need as he pushed a finger softly on it, and I jolted as I felt something wet run over the fluttering muscle. Pushing myself up, but careful to keep my knees up, I watched Andy. Was he... rimming me? Wasn't that was what it was called? Anyways, it felt amazing. I whined, and he chuckled. Spit was lubing my entrance up, and I rotated my hips on his tongue. He wiggled it inside me, and kissed my tight ring.

"Anndddyy." I moaned, feeling the stiff muscle prod inside of me. I rocked down on it, and he pulled away. "You're loose, Ashley." He smirked. "Anything you want to tell me about?" He purred, and I shifted under his gaze. "I uh.... May of fingered myself in the shower..." I mumbled, my cheeks flushing red. I wasn't noticeably loose, was I? I could barely fit two fingers inside.

"But I only thought of you the entire time." I added quickly, and Andy grinned. "Good boy."

He went back to licked and biting my sensitive skin, and made a sound of pleasure. "You taste like mint, Ash." I nodded. "I used the one lube.." he smirked. We had gotten a packet to try flavored lubricant. So far, he enjoyed the mint and I liked the bubblegum.

"Well, I think you're lubed enough." He murmured, sticking a finger inside me easily. "Yeah. And as punishment, I'm not going to prep you anymore.." Andy laughed at my slightly scared expression, kissing my nose. "I'll be gentle at first."

I nodded, and watched his concentration as he began to bite my nipples, and I moaned. They were so sensitive at the moment.

"Ohh..." I moaned. He was fully inside, and began to thrust his hips hard. So much for gentle. "Mmmm!" I cried out, his mouth gently working on my chest, wherever he could reach, he left lovebites. Andy pulled out at a extremely low pace, and pushed back in. "Andy!" I mumbled in frustration, grinding back down on his hard penis.

"Harder, pretty please?" I asked, my legs getting stiff from being in the same position. Andy ignored me, but eventually sped up. I threw my head back, and allowed myself to be fucked. "ANDY!" I yelled out as he hit my prostate, and he let out a breathy moan. Aiming to abuse the spot, Andy pushed my sweaty hair back, kissing me passionately. He licked the seam of my lips, and I let his tongue glide over mine roughly. I didn't pull away until my lungs burned.

I pulled away for air, gasping. However, it turned me on more than it should.

Andy bit down on my neck as he came without warning, and I stiffened as he filled me with his cum. He pulled out, and began to pump my dick. I squirmed under him, and I let out loud, needy moans.

"Gonna cum, Ashley? All over me and yourself?" He smirked, and sucked on my tip. After a few minute of the same thing, I cried out, "Holy fuck, I'm cummi-" I was cut off as my back arched, and Andy pulled off.

When I had gotten down from my high, I saw he had cum all over him. He sucked some off his hand, smirking.

"So sweet, Ashley."

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After a normal two person shower, we dressed. Andy was taking me to the doctors. I really didn't want to go, and I tried to seduce him into not leaving. Unfortunately, it didn't work.

Getting in the taxi, I sighed in defeat. "After the doctors, let's get you something to eat, okay?" I nodded, but on the inside I dreaded the thought. I hadn't eaten with proper meal since they forced me to eat five God damn pieces of pizza. I snacked every few days, drank water and stuff.

The taxi driver took us to his destination, and as we entered, Andy went to check me in and when he came back and sat on my lap, some old person spat, "You pedophile!"

I turned to look at him, raising a eyebrow. "My granddaughter is a fan, she tells me everything about you. He's not even eighteen!" He shouted, making a fuss. I frowned, looking away. It was slightly true, we had a eleven year old difference.

"For your information, old Fuck, I'm nineteen." Andy snapped, and looked at the other people watching them. "Have anything else to say? Gay comments? You don't like emo freaks?" Everyone was quiet, and Andy laid back on me. I wrapped my tattooed arms around him, and saw the old person studying my arm. He probably eventually found the half naked girl, cause he pulled back in disgust.

"Ashley Purdy?" Andy stood up so I could, and followed me into the other room. "Can you take off any accessories and shoes, and step onto the scale?" I hesitated, and eventually stripped off my jacket and that, leaving my star necklace on. Stepping onto it, her eyes widened at my weight. Yeah lady, I know I'm fat, don't look so surprised.

"Mr. Purdy! You're very underweight!"

I didn't say anything, but glanced at the numbers. 83. I weighed three more pounds, how?

She wrote it down, and I put everything back on, and she took me into one of the rooms. "Now, what's the problem." I sent a look at Andy. "You're the mother right now, explain to the lady what's wrong." Andy rolled his eyes. "I'm not your mother, that would be weird. I'm also not part of the feminine species."

"Anyways, Ash has been having problems with his stomach. He's extremely sore, and tends to get sick throughout the day. It's taken us forever to convince him to come here, we're very worried about him. We have a pretty active schedule, we're on tour right now."

"What about your sexual activity, is that high?" I guess she caught on we were together.

"Yes, it is. What would that have to do with it?"

"Ejaculation can hurt the lower belly a bit if done to much. The muscles contract during a orgasm." She briefly explained. "Okay, well, the doctor will be in here soon. Mr. Purdy, if you could remove your shirt, he'll be ready for you when he enters." She left the room, and I pulled my thin tank top off.

Andy and I spent the time kissing, and I pulled away when I heard footsteps outside the door. A man in his late thirties came in, and smiled as he looked me over. "Hello, Mr. Purdy, I'm Dr. Danson, I understand you're having stomach issues?" I nodded.

"Could you lay back for me?"

Laying back, he began to press on my chest, listening to my heart in multiple places, which I never understood. He then began pressing on my stomach, and his eyes widened.

"Well, using can't say for sure... but can you pee in this cup do we can test it out?" He handed me a Styrofoam cup.

"Great idea, Andrew. Let's go to the doctors, now I have to piss in a cup. Thanks." Andy rolled his eyes. "Whatever." The doctor escorted me to the bathroom, Andy coming inside with me. "Are you seriously gonna stand there while I piss, Andy?"

"Yup."

"Weirdo." I muttered, and began to fill the cup up. After it was full, I put it in the metal compartment the doctor had instructed me too. Looking back at Andy, he had a blush. Looking more, I raised a eye row. "Did you get a boner from watching me piss?"

"Maybe." He squeaked, seemingly surprised at himself as well. I smirked, and kissed his neck softly, rubbing his hardening penis through his tight jeans. Andy moaned, rocking himself into my hand.

After around three minutes, he informed me he was going to cum soon, and I pulled my hand away. Andy whimpered, giving me large eyes. "Thats what you get for taking me to the doctors." I smirked, and exited the bathroom. Thankfully, the doctor hadn't came back into the room yet. Andy stiffly followed me, carrying his jacket causally over his crotch. When he passed me, he muttered, "Asshole."

Sitting on the examine table, Andy glared at me. I smiled innocently at him.

"I did nothing."

Andy was about to snap at me when the doctor came back in.

"So, gentlemen, I have a bit of... news."

Notes

Hey guys!
i have a story on Wattpad I just started, and I was wondering if you wanted me to post it here? it is Bvb.

also, does anyone have a stuffed animal from like forever ago, and still sleep with it? I do. I had her since I was three. ._.