0 comments/ 62168 views/ 3 favorites Ashley's First By: User1 She looked amazingly sweet to be doing such a nasty act at the Gold Club: tall, blond and very cool. Her name was Ashley and she had blond hair down to the small of her back and phenomenal blue eyes. I decided to blow a few hundred and take her to a private room for something more intimate than a lap dance. She was totally naked as she slid down my chest, letting her hair cover what was really happening. She was mouthing my cock through my pants and whispered so only I could hear, "If the tip is right, I'll do a local." I whispered back, "The tip will definitely be right," and sighed as she tugged my zipper down and fished out my rock hard dick. As she began working on it with her tongue, I said, "It will be even better if you tell me about your first time." This is her story. "He was one of the bad boys at school. Long hair, motorcycle, he drank. All the things Girls like me were supposed to avoid in a boy. He was kind of cute, though, and I found myself a little excited when I flirted with him. He would show up at cheerleader practice and make a big thing at looking up my skirt during high kicks. When he caught me eye, he would mouth out the words "no panties" to try to embarrass me. Sometimes he would catch me in the hallway and ask me when I was going to be a very good girl and "do him." At first, I didn't know what he was talking about then a friend told me." For the first time that evening, she took me deep into her mouth. I fought hard not to cum and end the story. She pulled back and began whispering her story, her breath was tickling the small hairs on my ball sack and driving me crazy. "One day he caught up to me after practice and asked if I wanted to ride on his bike. It sounded like fun, so I went. We rode around for several hours and he talked real dirty most of the time. He asked me to show him my tits. He told me they felt great pressed against his back while we were riding and he couldn't wait to get his hands on them. I was shocked and a little scared and excited at the same time. When he dropped me off at home, he said "Show me your tits before you go in." To tease him, I lifted my sweater real quick and showed him my bra." Once again, she deep throated me. Her lips seemed hotter, almost like the story was getting her off, too. In less than a minute, I pulled her mouth away. I was on the verge of exploding. I asked her to continue as she licked my balls. "The next day, He showed up at cheerleader practice again. During the break, he came over and told me I should really wear panties during practice. Looking at my pretty little pussy made him hard he said. I blushed and avoided him. I even asked some of the guys on the squad to ask him to leave. I think they were scared of him, though. Afterwards, as everyone was leaving, he asked if he could help me with my gymnastic moves. He apologized for his comments. He looked so cute and I needed the extra practice so I asked him to help me with some flips. I over-rotated on one of the flips and landed on my butt. I looked up at him and saw him staring at my crotch. I was leaning on my elbows with my knees up and parted. I didn't know it, then, I was much to innocent. I was in the perfect "fuck me" position. He slowly moved his eyes up to my breasts and then to my eyes. He licked his lips as he sank to his knees. I didn't know what to expect. He palmed my pubic mound. I felt the heel of his hand press into me. I grabbed his wrist to stop him and said no. It was more of a gasping noise than anything else. He responded by drawing his thumb slowly across my slit. I knew I should stop him but it felt wonderful. I felt myself getting wet as his thumb flicked across my clitoris. I began to moan and respond to his touch. "Someone might see," I protested. "You can fuck 'em later if you want." he said. "but I'm going to fuck you right here and right now." Ashley was breathing harder than I was as she continued with her story. She asked me if the bouncer was watching. He's gone downstairs, I said. She started moving upwards, nuzzling my chest and neck. My cock, all of a sudden left unattended, felt chilly as the air conditioning hit it. Now she was almost hissing the story. It was exploding out of her as she stared directly into my eyes. She looked almost frightened as she continued. "No." I protested. He moved the crotch of my panties aside and sank his thumb into me. The sensation caused me to lose all control and I shoved my hips up into his hand. I was to embarrassed to watch. My eyes were shut tightly as I felt him lift my hips and slide my panties down. I felt her hand reach for my cock and pull it straight up. I was shocked at what happened next. She slowly settled down, letting my hard-on slide directly into her soaking wet pussy. Fucking wasn't allowed in this place and I was balls deep inside her. She began moving up and down, doing all the work for me. He story started to come out in a rush. "Show me your tits," I heard him say. I hesitated and he barked out the order again. I slowly lifted my sweater and undid the snap on my bra. It fell away, exposing me totally to the only man who had ever seen me naked. He rolled forward, sliding his arms under my legs and reaching for my breasts, As he began squeezing them, he used his mouth on my vagina, licking me so hard and so deep I had my first orgasm on his tongue." She came on my cock, a hard, body-shaking orgasm. He clinching pussy pushed me over the edge and I exploded into her, crying out loud enough for anyone nearby to hear. I stayed hard and she kept moving her ass up and down. "He stood up and began to strip. I had to watch. I had never seen a hard penis before. He knelt down by my head, took my hand and placed it on his cock. I was fascinated by its warmth and texture. He lifted my head with his hand and pressed it against my mouth. "Suck it," he said. I opened my mouth and let him slide it in. "After I fuck your face, I'm going to do your pussy," he hissed. As he slid in and out of my mouth, he used his hand between my legs to keep me wet. I felt strangely excited and oddly violated at the same time. I knew I was his to do with as he wanted. I had no will of my own. He pulled out of my mouth and positioned himself between my legs. I felt his cock enter me and I pulled my legs higher. I wanted him to use me. He slid about half way in and began a slow in and out motion. I moaned in frustration. "Feel that?" he said as he moved into me. That's your cherry. "Ask me to pop it. Tell me to fuck you like a woman." "Fuck me!" I almost yelled it in frustration. I needed him deep inside me. He smiled as he flexed his hips, driving himself all the way in. It was a quick, sharp pain as he broke my hymen then an incredible orgasm overtook me. I was screaming and bucking against him as I came three times." She came again, burying her head in my chest to keep from screaming loudly enough to summon the bouncer. I was on the verge again. "It's been a year and I know I'm a slave to his cock. I love fucking him whenever and wherever he wants it. He's even asked me to do his friends and I'm thinking seriously about it but only if he'll watch. It might be exciting. I've become a total slut." Un-fucking-doubtedly I thought as I came again. This was the hottest fuck I've ever had in my life. My wasted cock slid out, making a popping noise as it fell limp. She rolled off, gasping for breath on the couch next to me.. "He's taken some nude pictures of me and posted them on the net. I haven't seen them there but I've seen the prints and they're hot. If anyone of you sees them, let me know. He said they were posted under my real name. I'm wearing white nylons and heels in the one session. I'm laying on my stomach so you can't see my breasts real well but my ass and pussy show up." I handed her five hundred-dollar bills. I also found the pictures on the internet the next morning. Ashley's First Job Ashley had been working at her first real "grownup job" for 2 months. She had been hired straight out of college as the "Admin Assistant/receptionist/general dogsbody "for a small IT security firm. The interview process had been fairly lengthy-in the current job market, any firm hiring could afford to be picky. She had been convinced that she had no chance, since she had no related experience, but was called back for a second interview, and informed that she would be filmed for the interview, and would be expected to wear the uniform provided. So, she showed up, changed into the outfit provided, nothing too remarkable, save the extreme tightness of everything, and the shoes were sexy but WAY too high-heeled to wear to work. She was asked to read certain phrases, walk around the room, then bend over the desk, and while standing, to type, awkwardly, in this position. It was odd, it felt more like a tryout for a film part than a test of her admin skills... She left the interview having no idea how she had fared, and mentally prepared to hit the pavement as soon as she got home to see what else would turn up... But when she got home, there was a job offer waiting for her in her inbox. She would start the following Monday... At 22, she was newly-engaged, the youngest woman in the office, and certainly the most attractive. Sparkling, mischievous hazel eyes, full sensuous lips, lustrous auburn hair, and the body of a porn star-she was an undeniable asset to the company as she was the first person that any walkin visitors encountered. She dressed fairly conservatively, professionally, because she wanted to be taken seriously for her abilities, and she really didn't need to guild the lily. Plus, it wouldn't be productive to make the older women in the office hate her more than they already did... "Ashley, I need to see you in my office, right after you lock up" "Yes sir, Mr. Scott." A few minutes after 5, she had shut down the computer, and locked the front entrance as directed. She walked down the hall and thru the antechamber where Mr. Scott's personal assistant, a total bitch named Julia, had worked. Ashley learned that Julia had been terminated over the past weekend. She found herself in Mr. Scott's spacious office. He sat behind an enormous desk, partially hidden from view by the three large monitors ranged on the gleaming desktop. He rolled himself backward, away from his desk and imperiously beckoned her come around to his side of the desk. On the desk she noticed her copy of the employee manual, her signature across the cover page, and incongruously, a roll of duct tape. "I need you to look at something and then tell me what you think I should do, Ashley." Pointing to the center monitor, he motioned her into the space that he had just vacated. She bent forward slightly, uncomfortably aware that his face was very close to her ass, and peered at the screen. To her horror and dismay, she saw her personal gmail inbox, Ashley@gmail.com. "Open that one from someone named Josh , dated just today, if you please," he said silkily. With trembling hands, she found the mouse and opened the mail. Immediately, as though pressurized, two large thumbnail jpgs of her unfolded on the screen . The pictures had been taken today in the car immediately after lunch. "Download and open those please, Ms. Bruce." She did as directed. In the first photograph she was displayed reclining in the passenger seat of her fiance's Scion XB. Her blouse was unbuttoned to below her bra, her jacket was pushed open, and the creamy tops of her breasts were nicely displayed above the sheer lacey bra. Her skirt had been hiked up just high enough to reveal the tops of her thigh highs. The coup de grace was her hands handcuffed behind her head... The second photograph was taken just five minutes later. It was merely a close up her face. Semen was dripping from her lips, down her chin... "Tell me, Ms. Bruce, was today some special occasion or do you make a habit of blowing men on your lunch break?" "He is going away for three weeks. He sent me those pictures from the airport." "Ahhh. Convenient," he said mysteriously. "Now , Ms. Bruce, as you know, having just recently been hired, and no doubt having thoroughly read the employee handbook that you signed off on..." here he paused malevolently..."You KNOW that you are still in your probationary period where ANY infraction of company policy is sufficient grounds for termination..." After a pregnant pause, he continued: "would you like to tell me what policies you have broken here?" Miserably, robotically, she answered: "No personal business is ever to be conducted on company time. No non-approved application may ever be run on company computers. Accessing personal email is expressly forbidden...No inappropriate material may ever be viewed using company equipment..." He clapped, "Bravo! That was verbatim! I see in addition to your obvious, uh, other assets you have a photographic memory...what a shame then that we come to this choice:" From somewhere behind her he produced with a flourish two sheets of paper. Reaching around her so that his arms were encircling her hips, he placed the sheets side by side in front of her on the desk. "This is a little like the scene in 'The Matrix'...on your right is a standard acceptance of termination letter. It is much like a dishonorable discharge in the military. So, if you choose to sign it, you will be lucky to get a job as a greeter at Walmart..." Ashley began sobbing quietly . "But on the left ," he continued, "is an acceptance of 'change of position' contract. IF you choose to sign it, you will in effect be signing away your freedom for the rest of the term of your probation...for roughly the next four months, you will, in effect become my paid slave. IF you choose to sign the acceptance letter, you will be forced to carry this..." here he produced a new iPhone..."with you at all times. You will be forced to do anything I say immediately, complying with alacrity and without hesitation, no matter how onerous, boring, or repugnant it may be. You will wear what I tell you to, and you will come and go only at my command. You will be required to arrange or provide transportation, accommodations and uh, entertainment , for clients and prospective buyers of this firm... If you do not comply immediately, you will receive immediate corporal punishment and likely termination... Do you understand?" Ashley thought quickly, "I can stand anything for four months." "Yes, Master." "Oh very good. Then please sign the letter on the left. You really do have the ability to assess and execute...and I must say, I couldn't be more pleased. You may have wondered why, during your second interview, your were filmed wearing that particular costume, and required to leave your hair down? You were selected by an important suitor, a Japanese man with very particular tastes. We interviewed 30 girls for your position and you were the only one to meet his approval. So, my own feelings aside, I would have been very sorry to see you go..." "Now, then..." he reached around her once again and hit some sequence of keys. Immediately the three monitors switched to three different views of her. Real time video. "...my first order is that you remove your blazer." Still sniffling slightly after her bout of crying, she shrugged out of her jacket, and silently handed it back to him. She noticed that the monitor directly in front of her was a feed from a discretely- placed camera, positioned to look down at her from the front. With the jacket off, she realized that it was quite a revealing blouse and bra combination. The monitor on the right was a side view. It showed her standing between Mr. Scott's legs, her shapely ass at his shoulder level. The view from the left monitor was down low, looking upward from somewhere behind the desk. Her legs and ass filled the screen. Blushing furiously, and already feeling violated, she waited for his next command. "Hmm, let me see if I can do this sitting down..." Once more he reached around her, and this time after a little fumbling, found the top button of her blouse and undid it. Then the next, and the next. She was watching his hands, a stranger's hands, dark and alien against the whitness of her blouse. ..a stranger who had his hands, very lightly, on her breasts..."there we go. I think that is about like you had it in the photograph today." In the monitor, her breasts were mostly exposed, the nipples barely discernible through the lace of the sheer bra. "Now. For the skirt. Hike it up four inches if you please." Reaching, she did has he bid, knowing now that her stocking tops and at least two inches of skin would be revealed. "Oh my. You really are lovely. Do you see just how gorgeous you are, in these three views?" he had his hands on her thighs, on the tender bare skin above her stocking tops. "Two more inches," he purred. Suppressing a shiver, she complied, knowing now that her ass and sex would be visible, as she was commando... "Oh it is like Christmas morning. I should have guessed that you would be commando. Reach back and grab your ass, "he commanded. Pull it apart! Spread your legs! Put your face on the desk! Show me!" For several long moments, the only sound was the hammering of her heart in her ears and the sound of him panting behind her. Finally, he stood up and reached around her for the duct tape. "Ok. Stand up. Hands together behind your back." He swiftly taped her hands together. Then, for good measure, stuck a piece across her mouth. In the center monitor, her eyes were wide with fear...and more than a little lust. Now he pressed himself against her. She could feel his hardness pressing into her bound hands. He unzipped, his erection now naked in her hands. His mouth at her ear, he whispered "I do not believe in the stick only. I am a carrot and stick man. You will receive considerably more money as my personal slave. You will get what may be considered tips for individual, ah, performances, both from me and from those that I grant access to your, ah, assets...Also, you will receive a clothing allowance. You will wear only what I command...but I think you will enjoy that part. Tomorrow, when the mall opens, I will pick you up and we will go shopping together. Because..." he ripped open her blouse, the remaining buttons flying off, then pushed down on the cups of her bra so that her breasts were forced up and out of confinement..."I think you are going to need to replace your wardrobe." Automatically, without being told,Ashley began to gently pull and stroke his shaft. Making a loose circle with the thumb and forefinger of her right hand, she worked up and over the head. With his left hand cupping her breast, then pulling on her nipple as his arousal increased, he pulled her hair away from her neck and began kissing and lightly biting the back of her neck and the tender side of her throat. Small tremors, the precursors of her typical grand mal orgasms began coursing through her... "Yessss, you learn fast. Take care of your master...and he will take care of YOU!" He shouted as he unloaded on the back of her skirt, in her hands, finally wiping himself between her ass cheeks... He snipped the tape from her wrists, pulled the piece form her mouth, and directed her to scoop up his discharge with her hands. Her moved aside and motioned her into his chair, "Now YOU, " he said. Pushing her back in the chair, he forced her legs wide, up and over the arms of the chair, and had her smear his cum over her lips, using it as lube for her own masturbation. She was already dripping and as she began to frig herself, she begged, "Please master, please suck my titties." He was only too happy to comply and within moments she too came, screaming in ecstasy, an orgasm recorded with full sound and living color from three different perspectives... After Ashley left the office, Mr. Scott pulled up a video editing program...grabbed a still of Ashley masturbating, the back of his head visible as he sucked her nipple. Next he re-opend her gmail account, composed a note to this Josh guy: "just another day at the office" attached the jpeg and hit send... To be continued... Ashleys First show Prior to starting my story, it is best that I first that I come from a very restrictive Asian country. Where I come from, any form of excessive skin exposure, i.e. nudity is seriously forbidden. In Malaysia, my country, we can be arrested for indecent exposure for every little thing. Even in beaches, we are not encouraged to wear a one piece swimsuit and in all my 19 years I have not seen anyone in a two piece bikini. So every little bit of exhibitionisms seemed rather big to me but may not be anything to all you western cultured people. With that said its best that I get started with my story. My name is Ashley Chew-Roberts. My granddad was an Australian attached to the Navy and he married my Grandma, an ethnic Chinese of Malaysian origin, hence my rather different name. The first story I have here happened when I was 18. it was my first form of exhibitionism. I am about five feet four, a full C Cup, weighing 90 lbs which is rather proportionate with my small frame. I am very proud of my body, as I know I am rather shapely. I am a rather late bloomer. At the time of the story, only one person had seen me totally in the buff. I try to spend as much time as possible in the nude but with the maid around the house, that was quite rare. I enjoyed being in the nude but I didn't have the guts to be in the nude in front of anyone else. Anyway, back to the story, this happened about two years back but it remains in my memory as if it had just happened yesterday. I had gone to college for an early class, feeling damned tired as I had only slept at 5 am the previous morning watching DVD's. upon reaching college I found out that the class was cancelled. My day had just started of on a terrible mood and being tired I rushed back home to get a good sleep. When I reached home, my dad gave me a lecture about skipping class. I told him it was cancelled but he did not buy it. He just started shouting at me. I got so pissed I went up to my room and slammed the door shut. My dad then shouted that the maid did not come and I had to get my own lunch. Good! I stripped of all my clothes, went to have a shower, then closed the curtains and fell asleep immediately. My cell phone rang later, and it was my mother rambling something about my uncle coming in the evening and I needed to pick him up or something like that. Looked at the time and realized that it was about 2 p.m. I had slept for 5 hours. I walked to the window, stuck my head out and saw that my dad's car was not there. 'Good, 5 Hours of total nudity and I could masturbate in the hall' I thought to myself. As I stay in the penthouse of a 25-storey condominium I didn't have to worry about voyeurs. My block was the tallest and unless I went out to the balcony, no one could see me. So then I got out of the bed, picked up my cigarettes and walked out of my room to the hall downstairs to watch the telly. I sat on the couch picked up a cushion and placed it on my lap. Suddenly I heard a noise coming from the kitchen. Shit! I turned around and saw my cousin. Where the fuck did he come from. Only then I realized I was totally in the nude. Not a single stitch of clothing on me. I wanted to run upstairs immediately but amazingly I just lay rooted on the spot. I was so worried that his dad or even worst, my dad would be at home. If they were I was dead meat. My cousin had yet to notice that I was in the nude said " thank god your awake, I was so bored that there was no one to talk to me. It's so boring" he said as he walked out of the kitchen. I thanked god that he was the only one at home but the reality struck, as I was in the nude and he was going to see me, all of me. When he walked up, I quickly crossed my hands over my breast to cover my nipples. When he finally noticed I was in the nude, he just stared at me, totally stunned. Although he could not see my nipples or my pubes, he just became so erect. I meanwhile had an overwhelming emotional surge and I felt so excited, my nipples became so erect that they hurt. Anyway I decided to break the silence. "Haven't you seen a naked female before Andrew?" he just continued staring, mouth open. Wow! he replied. When did you come in? I asked him to try and ease the tense situation. "Your dad let me in." That was all he said. I then decided that this was nice time to show my body to someone and feel the excitement. He then sat down opposite me and smiled from ear to ear. He just stared at my hand's, trying to get a peek at my nipples I assume. I have very firm breast and I thought to myself, at least give him a little peek. So I stretched my hands out, like I was yawning, giving him full view of my breast. He just continued staring at my breast. Oh my god, this was such a turn on. I let my hair fall back as he enjoyed probably the best view of his life. Even my boyfriend had not admired my breast in such an unobstructed view as my breast jiggled when I moved. I then decide to take walk to the balcony. I stood up, giving him a nice view of my body. I just continued to act like that there was no one there. i felt so relived and excited being nude and not being afraid of my body.