2 comments/ 7994 views/ 1 favorites Online Friendship By: ChadTheWriter Tap, tap, tap. Mark's fingers pecked quickly at the keys of his keyboard. Most of his time was in fact, spent on a keyboard, monitor in view. Mark was your average nerd, and even made money on the computer. It wasn't that Mark didn't have any friends, it was just that he chose to be on the internet most of his time. He talked to his friends online, and even friends he met online. People had asked him about his life, in which he replied "I am very happy with my life, for I have a great social life, sex life, and I still make money.". When Mark wasn't spending time on the internet, he was either shopping, working out, having fun, or something along the lines of supreme ness. Mark was in terrific shape, and looked good as well. When he worked out, he worked on cardio and stamina, and body building as well. He ate healthy meals, as large as they were. Each meal of the day consisted of enough food to feed a family of four per meal. When Mark went to the club he did so with the intentions of making new friends picking up a new girl as well. He was very friendly and pretty charming too, making it very fun and easy for him to meet new friends. All his friends were great friends, willing to put themselves on the line for him, and him for them. Mark's online social status was also a high ranking one, for his charm and friendly personality went well with people from all countries. He was known on a lot of website's forums and chats, and even helped run some. He also made web pages for companies and non-profit sites as well. He also did graphic designing and even made some of his own music (Techno). He also wrote for a multiple sites, erotic to fantasy, he wrote it all. One day while talking on a chat site he frequently visited, he was doing the usual, talking and having fun. He had made jokes, told stories, and even heard both jokes and stories, all in all bullshitted. Mark was happily typing away when he noticed a screen name he had never noticed before. He assumed the person was new and immediately introduced himself. The person introduced her self as a female, 21 years of age and from the state next to his own. She had also stated her name to be Ashley. Mark being the "internet whore" he was known as, quickly became friends with her in a heated discussion about nothing in particular. He found a lot of what she said, he had in common and liked her personality. Having tons of fun with her, he asked her if she would like to talk in a messenger so that they could go on webcam. She happily agreed, making Mark wonder what he was in for. Mark was happy to see that Ashley was beautiful. She had shoulder length brown hair and brown eyes. Her lips were luscious with red lipstick. She appeared to be prepared to show herself off on camera. Mark noted that Ashley seemed to be very self confident, for she always bore a sexy smile. Also, that she had a great sense of humour and intellectual as well. After a little while longer, they ended up talking on the phone and having over all, a great time. This had led to them sending emails and talking to each other every day, keeping in touch. Tap, tap, tap. Mark was in the midst of writing an email to Ashley, a wide grin plastered about his face. He had news, in which he was writing to her at the moment. He had recently discussed going to visit Ashley, or even her to visit him. Today was the day he had decided it was him going to see her, and he wrote her saying so. In the email he asked a day that would be good for him to come and visit, and how long he would be staying. She had replied about an hour later, and said any time was great and he could stay for as long as wanted. Happily, Mark sent one back stating he would be coming the next day and would be staying for two weeks. The next few hours Mark spent posting over multiple sites that he would be gone for a while, visiting Ashley. The next day Mark awoke to the screeching of his loud alarm clock. He was suddenly up on his feet, the blankets being flung off the bed practically. Turning off the horrid sound being his alarm clock he went to the bathroom where he brushed his teeth, showered and then shaves. It was 9 am and his plane was destined to leave in an hour. As he showered, he whistled a tune he had learned when he was younger, thoughts of Ashley in his mind. Secretly, he longed to be with her. He had flirted with her in emails and on the messenger, but he never truly let her know his thoughts. She knew he thought she was sexy, but that's as far as she knew. After his shower he went to his room where he put on a pair of jeans, a tight t-shirt to show off his muscles and some spray cologne. He brushed his hair quickly and then grabbed a bite to eat. After that he had gotten into his car and made the drive towards the airport. The ride to the airport was uneventful, though he stopped at a couple of Tim Horton's to get some coffee. He was rather excited at the thought of meeting her and continuously thought about what he was going to say when he met her. He knew he'd forget what he thought of, but it did its trick in helping the time go by faster. Mark now sat on the plane, his feet cramped against the seat before him, his own seat rested back with a small pillow for comfort. He rented some T.V. to watch for the flight, and ended up watching a sitcom called, "How I Met Your Mother". They attempted to serve him peanuts and a small juice box, which looked rather like a kids meal then a proper meal so he had declined politely. Over all, the flight was OK, but served to cause a major pain in his back. * * * * After receiving email that Mark would be visiting her tomorrow, Ashley prepared for his visit. She had spent the rest of her day cleaning the house, and even set up a room for Mark to sleep in. She then made plans for the next day. She was sharing the same feelings as Mark, for she was equally excited to meet her online friend for the first time off of the computer. The next day she was to meet her friend at the airport, and had all morning to get herself ready to do so. She had allowed her hair to lay straight, compared to her usual bun or curly hair. She wore a white blouse that showed off some cleavage, and a pair of tight jeans. She had also decided on her black boots, which ran half way up her leg. She thought she looked pretty sexy in the boots, and found not too many people could disagree. She did not fear to show herself off, as she worked as a dancer for a night club for a month or two. Finally figuring everything out she headed off for the airport, ready to meet Mark for the first time. She wanted to be there at the gate when he arrived, so she would be one of the first people he saw off the plane. For this, she made quick haste, excitement pushing her faster and faster. When Ashley finally arrived at the airport, she breathed a sigh of relief, for she had almost been pulled over for speeding. She found a spot and then parked, checked her hair and make up and then walked towards the airport. As she walked she noticed a bum lying sitting against the wall, causing her to giggle. She thought she'd point him out to Mark thinking he would find it funny as well. Ashley bought two coffees, one for herself and one for Mark. She new he would be happy to have something to drink after a long flight. She then found a spot to sit while she waited for his plane to land. * * * * Mark just had his plane land, and was one of the first people off the plane. He carried a small bag with him on the plane, consisting of his entertainment for the flight. Mark walked out of the plane and out of the gate, where to his excitement he saw Ashley waiting for him on a bench. She had sat cross legged but quickly stood up when she had seen him. They both moved rather quickly towards each other, Mark placing his bag on the ground to receive a hug and peck on the cheek from Ashley. He returned the favour, in which she blushed immediately afterwards. "Hey Ashley. I see your looking nice as ever." He said, and she smiled and nodded lightly. "Hi Mark. You're not so bad looking yourself." She said, leaning forward to inhale deeply. "And, you smell nice too." It was Mark's turn to blush, which he had only done once or twice in his life. "Here, I brought you this." She said, handing Mark a coffee. He accepted it and thanked her warmly, taking a sip from the coffee right away. "So you do know me quite well then." He said smiling, giving her a wink. "Oh yes, more then you'd think." She said returning the wink. "So shall we leave?" She questioned. "Oh, yeah we can leave. I just have to do one thing before we go to your house, if that's where you wanted to go." He said, picking up his bag. They both started to leave the airport, talking as they walked. "Oh, and what do you plan on doing?" She asked, quirking her brow in question. "I have to stop by somewhere and get you your gift." He said smiling, to which she said, "You don't have to get me anything." He smiled and did not relent, for she had bought him coffee and he intended to get her a gift as well. After only several minutes of talking they both came to realize one thing: they had both expected the other to be a little weary or shy, but instead they both got along quite quickly as if they'd been friends for years, not just months. Once in a while, Mark would take glances of her body, interested to know what she looked like naked. She had noticed his glances, and only smiled and giggled inside, for she knew she was hot and didn't mind the glances. From the airport to her house would normally have only been a maximum of ten minutes, but Mark had somewhere to go first. He seemed to know where he was driving to her surprise, but when she asked he had said it was his first time in the city. So he is good with directions, she observed. Ashley was surprised when he did not pull up to a store, but instead a house. He had smiled and told her he would be back in minutes, not even. True to his word, Mark came outside the house, but appeared to have nothing more then what he went in with. This had her confused and he saw the look on her face when he entered the car. This time Ashley drove the car and he sat in the passenger side. She was buckling up her seat belt when Mark said, "I got something for you. We'll call it your early birthday present, or belated even." He said with a smile, his hand reaching into his closed leather jacket. He then pulled out one of the largest bags of marijuana she had ever seen. It must have been at least four ounces of it. Mark sat in the car beside Ashley, his eyes widening in amusement as she received her gift. Mark didn't think that was at all what she was expecting. She leaned over the car and hugged him tightly, giving him a kiss on the cheek that sent electricity through his body. He had wished she would do it again, but instead she thanked him for the gift. Mark smiled and then told her that was not all that came with the gift. "In one of my bags, I've got a pickle jar and a two litre pop bottle. I'm going to turn them both into a four litre bong." His plan was to make a hole in the bottom of the pickle jar, and place the pop bottle on top of the jar. From there he would tap the two things together to form a large bong. Of course he would need a bowl, which he had as well. Ashley's eyes widened in excitement, "You mean you're going to make me a Rocket too?" She asked, smiling like a giddy school girl. Mark nodded his head and got his wish, for she kissed him once more on the cheek. He quietly mumbled that it was more then ok, and she thanked him again. Mark and Ashley found the drive was fun, and quite exciting, for they braved stopping in the middle of town to smoke a joint or two. Someone had knocked on her window during the smoking and she instinctively slammed on the gas, sending them speeding through a red light. They were almost t-boned on the way through which caused them both to laugh and breath faster. Finally they pulled up to her house and Mark smiled at what he saw. It was small house, meant for a couple of two, maybe a kid. She led him up the stairs and carried a bag, after a heated debate on whether she could or not. Mark had tried to say she didn't have to, but she insisted that she help. She lead Mark into his room, which he found a small single bed and a dresser for his clothes. He put his stuff down and followed her to her living room. They both sat down on the couch and Ashley turned her head to look at Mark. "Want to go in my hot tub?" She asked, smiling. "You've got a hot tub?" He asked surprised. "I'm definitely up for a soak, cause my back is killing me." He said, smiling. "Well, if you're extra nice and lucky, I'll give you a massage you've never received before." She said with a wink. "I'm going to go and change, I'll meet you down here in the living room." With that said, they both headed upstairs and into there appropriate rooms. Mark was the first one down, so he waited on the couch for Ashley. When Ashley came down the stairs, she gained his attention by clearing her throat. When he looked over at her she smiled brightly, his jaw practically dropping before him. She was dressed in a deep dark red two piece swim suit, her nipples easily seen through the thin material. She blushed when she noticed he was looking her body up and down, and she did a quick spin for him. "So, what do you think?". He pretended to think, his hand moving to his chin to rub lightly. "Well, the suit itself is breathtaking, but you. Words cannot describe what I am thinking about you." He said with a wink. This caused her face to turn a deep red, nearly as red as her blood red suit. "Thank you." She said cutely, almost like a young girl might. When Mark stood from the couch, she grabbed his hand and led him out the back door. When she opened it, Mark was surprised at the size of her backyard. It was larger then the house itself. She had a nice lawn, and a deck for a hot tub. On the deck there was a table and chairs, with a barbeque as well. She pulled him quickly to the hot tub, and stepped into the pool, slowly sinking into the bubbles. Mark quickly followed after, for she still had his hand and pulled him in. He smiled contentedly as he relaxed and sank into the water, a heavy sigh falling from his lips. Ashley had just looked over at him and giggled, for he looked like he was having an orgasm. Suddenly Ashley gasped, causing Mark to sit up straight quite quickly. His eyes opened upon sitting up, and his tone sounded fearful. "What's wrong?" He asked looking her over to see if she was hurt. Ashley simply giggled and stood from the hot tub, "I knew I had forgotten something. I'll be right back.". Once she had said that she stepped from the hot tub and walked inside the house, shaking her little round ass as she walked. Mark only sat there in complete wonder, thoughts of why she had left so emergency style like. His thoughts were answered, for she had just stepped from the house, bottle of champagne in hand with two glasses as well. This caused Mark to smile, "Well, I cannot believe you forgot that as well." He said with a smirk, to which she just rolled her eyes. "Hey mister, you forgot too!" She said, trying to justify herself. "Not my place to remember." He teased, lending her his hand to help her into the tub. He watched her sexy form lower itself into the water, setting the champagne and glasses on the side. She sat upright still and she reached into her top piece of her suit. She pulled from the confines and to his surprise, matches. Then Mark saw it, a blunt sticking out of her hair. Mark's eyes widened in surprise as she pulled the nicely rolled blunt from her hair. She handed it to him as well as the matches and gave him the honour of lighting it. As he got the blunt lit, Ashley had poured two glasses of champagne for them. Mark inhaled deeply on the blunt, a large cloud of smoke rolling from his mouth as he exhaled. Ashley gave a little clap, impressed at the size of the large cloud. She took the blunt from him and inhaled with all her might. Mark nearly spat out his drink when she blew the cloud into his face. He swore he was getting even more baked just by her taking hoots. After a while, both Ashley and Mark had buzzed caused by both substances, making for one large buzz. They both had constant smiles, and there eyes were a little squinty with a hint of red. They were both laughing and enjoying themselves when Ashley moved over to his form. She had leaned against him and wrapped an arm around his back. Mark looked down to see Ashley's wet form cuddling up against his own and he smiled down at her. "Mark, do you remember our role play we did with the hot tub?" She asked, smiling up at him sweetly. Mark thought for a moment and nodded his head, a smile grew slowly on his lips. "I believe I do remember it. I remember you were wearing, well the same thing you're wearing now." He said smiling down at her. She nodded and smiled brightly, "You do remember. I'm impressed, you pot head." She said smiling, poking him in the ribs. "Hey, you're one to talk stoner." He smiled and chuckled. Silence suddenly befell them both as they looked into each others eyes. Mark thought he should kiss her, her pouty lips so inviting. Ashley thought the same, so she leaned forward at the exact time he did. Their lips met in a slow and tender kiss, Mark's hand moving to cup her cheek softly, his thumb sliding back and forth on the soft surface. His other hand moved to her back where he pushed softly on her back, causing her form to push into his own. He could feel her nipples pressing into his chest, for they were harder then ever before. After a few minutes they both pulled apart at the same time, and Ashley then said, "So, would you like that massage?". Truthfully, Mark had forgotten about the massage and was happy she had remembered. With a nod, he turned away from her, his arms wresting up on the edge, his head resting on his arms. Ashley moved up to him from behind, and placed her hands on his shoulders. She then began to lightly dig her thumbs into his skin, and then switched to kneading his back, back and forth. She squeezed, rubbed, and massages his back like none other. She was smiling for her performance was getting her moans and gasps. "Wow, you have hands of a goddess." Mark said quiet breathlessly. The alcohol and weed was putting him in heaven with the addition of the massage. As good as the massage felt, he suddenly felt quite tired, causing him to yawn. At his yawning, she stopped her ministrations causing him to whine and then turn to face her. He didn't really want her to stop, but he agreed silently with her that the effects were not worth him passing out on her. "I think maybe it's time we got out and thought of making some dinner?" She suggested, to which Mark agreed happily. He was pretty hungry, and it must have been around supper time anyways. They both climbed from the hot tub and he helped her bring in the champagne by carrying the two glasses. Just as Mark stepped through the door he jumped as Ashley had grabbed his ass. Mark retaliated in putting the glasses down and chasing after her. When he finally caught her, upstairs, he held her in spot and grabbed a handful of ass. "Gotchya" He said, laughing now. Ashley simply replied by kissing him lightly on the lips. Mark stood there for a moment, slightly in shock that she kissed him again. She had taken this moment to free herself from his grip and then ran downstairs. "You cheater!" He bellowed after her, sprinting down the stairs. All he heard was frantic giggling coming from the kitchen, so that is where he ran. He found her cornered in the kitchen, her back pressed against a counter. Mark walked forward slowly, a menacing smile spread about his face. As he neared her she attempted to stop him from reaching her, but failed. He wrapped both arms about her hips pressing them against the counter. He then allowed his arms to hold her and began to tickle her mercilessly. Online Friendship Ashley laughed and squirmed with all her might but to no avail. He was much stronger then her and was having no problems keeping her pinned against the counter. Finally she began to beg and beg for him to stop, which he finally did. Mark stood back and just laughed as she fought to catch her breath. "That was mean and uncalled for!" She said, attempting seriousness in her voice and face, but failed when she saw him laughing still. He finally managed to stop laughing and shook his head. "It may have been mean, but it was definitely called for." He said smiling, to which she stuck her tongue out at him. He simply smiled and said, "Yes, yes, I know it tastes good, put it away." He said smiling. "That's not what I was meaning, and you know it." She said smiling, unable to help but laugh. "I know nothing of the sort. You must be confusing me with someone else." He said, shrugging slightly, suddenly sporting a straight face. She perked a brow and shrugged, "Oh, so you're not the guy who's going to enjoy a lovely meal prepared by me?" She asked with a smirk. "Oh yes, I'm that guy. Just not the guy who knows what you're talking about." She simply nodded her head and shrugged. "Ok, you win." She said, and Mark gave a silent cheer. "But for now, I'm going to change, which I'm sure you'll want to do as well. When I'm done, I'll make some dinner for us both.". Mark insisted that he would lend her a hand, but she shook her head and pointed for him to go to his room. Mark pretended to pout and did as she asked, which only got him a swat on the ass. After they both changed into some fresh clothes, they head down stairs where she had begun to make supper. After about an hour or so, the dined by candle light without any more alcohol. The dinner was nice, and further sparks flew between them. They both thought each other was great, and had let each other know over dinner. Afterwards, Ashley had suggested they watched a movie and relaxed, and Mark agreed readily. The movie Ashley had chosen was called "Fever Pitch", a comedy/romance making it good for both of them. They both took a seat on the couch, and Ashley shared her blanket with him. They were cuddled together during the movie. After a while of watching the movie, Ashley had yawned and Mark looked down at her. He was surprised for he saw right down between her breasts and shirt, birds eye view of her cleavage. Upon noticing her chest, his cock throbbed in his pants and slowly began to harden. He felt lucky for the blanket. After another twenty minutes or so of the movie, Ashley looked up at Mark's handsome face. She suddenly wanted to kiss him, like she had done twice earlier that night. She felt Mark jump at her touch when she placed her hand on his leg. She started to slide her hand up his thigh and he looked down towards her. She smiled sweetly up at him and he leaned forward. At that precise moment their lips touched again, but this time the kiss was not so tender as before. In fact, the kiss was filled with passion and lust for each other. Their tongues had darted from the deep wet confines of their mouths, only to coil and wrestle with each other. Both of them had both hands exploring each others bodies, the excitement growing steadily between them. Mark felt Ashley's hand move over the bulge in his pants and gave a light squeeze, in which he moaned lightly into her mouth. Ashley pulled back from the kiss and looked into his eyes. "Let's go to my room." She said, taking him by the hand and leading him up the stairs. He was getting more and more excited with each passing moment, his throbbing cock nearly breaking the seams of his pants. He watched her bouncy ass until they made it to her room. Once there Mark had grasped her and began to kiss her hotly again. His hands quickly removed his shirt and then his pants, and he moved to sit on the edge of the bed. Ashley smiled as he sat, watching her now. She knew what he wanted and she planned on giving him what he wanted. She moved over to her dresser where a small stereo was placed. She pushed a few buttons and then music pulsed through the speakers. Mark watched her intently as she then began to move her body sexually and sensually to the music. Her hands had slid up and down her body before moving to her breasts which she squeezed through the material of her shirt. As she swayed her hips her hands moved to the bottom of her shirt, which she grasped lightly. Turning her form away from him, shaking her ass as well, she began to slowly raise her shirt. Mark watched intently as Ashley looked over her shoulder to watch his expression. His expression was one of a man watching a female strip, priceless. Even though his cock throbbed and ached for attention he waited for her strip tease to finish. When she finally removed her shirt, she turned to him, but this time had her arm over her breasts. She couldn't help but giggle when Mark groaned, and she finally dropped her arm to expose her firm bouncy breasts. She turned away from him once more and pulled at her pants, tugging them lower and lower slowly. Each time she tugged she exposed about an inch more of her g-string and ass. Finally she slipped out of her pants and stood before his eyes, wearing nothing but a g-string. Mark looked her half naked form up and down and motioned for her to come forward. Ashley did as she was told and moved to sit beside him. Immediately Mark's arms wrapped about her form in a tight embrace and pulled her to his own form. His lips met her own once more, leaning down so that she was on her back and half of his body was atop of her own. Mark felt her hands move to his back where they began to explore, his lips removing themselves from her own. Mark pulled away from the kiss and lightly pecked her on the chin. He placed kiss about her throat, collar bone and above her chest area. He made sure to miss each breast, intentionally of course. Ashley's breathing had become one of a laboured type, and she was allowing small moans of excitement to escape from her lips. After Mark had licked a trail of saliva around each breast, he finally gave in and sucked on her breast. He moved from her breast to her nipple, which he sucked into his mouth. As he sucked on her hardened nipple, he flicked his tongue over top of it and nibbled lightly afterwards. After giving her one breast a fair amount of treatment he moved to the next breast, where he repeated his ministrations. Now Ashley had begun to rake his back with her finger nails, slowly but surely leaving red lines with some blood appearing too. This had only brought more excitement to Mark, and he further doubled his actions. Finally Mark moved on from her breasts, leaving kisses and saliva all the way down her belly, his tongue dipping into her belly button once he reached it. Moving further passed her belly button he began to just purely lick, no kisses involved as he slowly moved. When he reached her g-string line, he licked directly along her material covered slit, causing her to raise her hips, grinding her pussy against his face. He pulled back and away from the middle of her thighs, his fingers lightly pulled on her g-string. Ashley watched and moaned as Mark made his way down her form, all the little hairs on her body raised with excitement. She lifted her ass to help Mark pull the g-string from her form, which would leave her now completely exposed to him. Mark stared at her shaven pussy, for it was one of the pinkest and nicest he'd even seen before. He noted that her pussy had been glistening in her juices, and he could stand to look no more. Mark quickly bent down, both hands moving to her hips to hold her as he began to lick up and down her slit, avoiding her clit at all costs. She moaned and begged for attention, but more so on her clit. He finally obliged to her begging, giving her the pleasure she yearned for. Mark's tongue circled the swollen bud that had now protruded from her swollen lips. He enjoyed the taste of her pussy, which caused his cock to jerk with excitement. Finally he took the small bud of a clit into his mouth, where he sucked generously on it. He knew how to pleasure a woman using his teeth, and did so very lightly. Mark's actions received him moan after moan, and attempted thrusts and grinding at his face. He had only managed to just barely keep her from bruising his face with his hands. Eventually after all the attention Mark gave her she began to shake quite furiously, and he knew she was about to cum. He heard her gasp and then she gripped his hair quite tightly. He pushed on his head while thrusting her hips up as she then moaned, "I'm cummmmiiinnggg!" She said in almost one continuous moan. Suddenly it hit him. A large wave of her juices flooded his face. He attempted to lap up all the juices, but found most of them had stuck to his face. Mark continued to lap at her pussy lightly until she had calmed down, but not before cumming once more. Mark looked up from between her thighs and she looked down. The site she had seen before her caused her to laugh. He had managed to soak his entire face with her juices. She sat up and they embraced each other to kiss one another tenderly. As they kissed, Ashley slowly allowed her hand to drop to his crotch, where her tiny hand had grasped his cock through his shorts. He moaned at her touch and she pulled away from their kiss. "Lay back." She said sexily, and he knew was she was about to do. Mark moved so that he could lay on his back, and she moved so that she was at the bottom of the bed. Lacing her fingers into his shorts she gave a tug and they slipped of his form to allow his cock to finally be free of its confines. Ashley's eyes widened at the sight of the cock, for it was bigger then any lover she had been with. Her face turned from shock to one filled with lust. He quickly moved her hand and grasped the top of his cock. She then gently jerked it a couple of times before leaning forward, taking the head of his cock into her mouth. She sucked lightly on the head and twirled her tongue about it as well. Her actions caused Mark to moan quite loudly and thrust his hips lustfully. Mark looked down and watched as she now began to stroke his entire length, sucking only on the tip of it. He was excited more then he had ever been, and he knew he wasn't going to last long in her sweet little mouth. He leaned on one arm, while the other moved down to take a firm grip of her hair. He then began to guide her mouth up and down his cock, moaning and breathing hard as well. Ashley would have smiled if it had not been for the monstrous intruder in her tiny mouth. Instead she allowed him to guide her head up and down his cock, her tiny hands having to move when he pushed her down. She had ended up deep throating his cock, to her amazement. She never thought it would fit, but it had. Mark's theory proved to be right, for he felt a small tingle in his lower half that told him he wasn't going to last any much longer. He began to thrust his hips now as he guided her head up and down his cock and he moaned out, "I'm going to cum!" between deep breathes. Ashley only readied herself and continued her sucking even once his grip no longer existed on her hair. She sucked hard on the head now, which caused a stream of cum to fill her mouth. She swallowed the load, only to have it replaced by another, and another. Mark looked down at her in amazement, for she did not allow one single drop of his cum to escape her wonton mouth. He watched as she allowed his still hard cock to slide from her mouth and smiled down at her. She licked his cock a few more times, making sure it was completely clean before moving her petite frame up his own muscular one. As soon as Ashley was level with Mark, she immediately pushed her hips down so that her pussy had grinded on Mark's cock. She was only a little surprised to feel that he had not lost his erection, but stayed hard the entire time. Ashley slowly slid his (her?) slit up and down the length of his cock before reaching a hand down to grasp it. She lifted her frame once more, and this time when she fell his entire cock filled her to the brim. They both moaned in unison as she pushed herself onto his cock, forcing all of him into her. At that moment, Mark's hands moved to her hips immediately. She then sat up to allow all his cock to stretch her tight little pussy, and then she began to pull her self up and down on his cock, each ripple on it able to be felt in her extremely sensitive pussy. As Ashley rode Mark's hard cock, her hands had moved to her own breasts where she had squeezed and massaged as she rode harder and harder. She bit her lower lip as she rode, her head falling back and then swaying back and forth causing her hair to fly wildly. Mark,seeing her hair moving around in such a way, found it was turning him on further. Mark thrust his hips each time she moved forward, matching each and every movement she made. This caused him to moan, which in return she did as well. "Ashley, oh my fucking god, you feel so amazing!" He groaned out between gasps. She replied by fucking him even harder, if possible. She was using all her strength and might to fuck the holy living hell out of the man beneath her, causing her to become quite delirious. Her moaning turned into yelling, which she had done so incoherently. He didn't mind if she could speak properly, for all he cared about was the pleasure. Mark found himself concentrating hard on not coming and Ashley had sensed this. She looked down at him and said, "Cum lover, cum now!" She yelled, her movements suddenly becoming shaky. For when she had yelled, she had induced her own orgasm, which soon led to his as well. He thrust his hips hard as possible and she pressed her quivering pussy against Mark fairly hard. They both moaned and groaned as their orgasms ripped through them, the intensity causing their orgasms to last longer then normal. Finally as they both calm down from cumming so hard, Ashley leaned down. She kissed his lips tenderly and did not move her body. She knew he was probably done for the rest of the night, so attempted to keep there bodies conjoined for as long as possible. As they both kissed, they grew tired and eventually fell asleep with her still atop of him and his cock still deep within her. They both slept with smiles on their faces, content and relaxed completely. Authors note: I just wanted to dedicate this story to two of my favourite girls in the world: Ashley and Cutie. Also, there will be a second part to this story and possibly a third if I get enough feedback.