9 comments/ 29349 views/ 3 favorites Ashleigh: Lost & Found By: DC8 The roaring in my ears receded to a dull ring as I stepped out of the bar. The giant behind the drum set was still playing some farewell filler, while the rest of the band finished their beers. I turned to see Tim furtively exchanging phone numbers and sloppy kisses with a bovine woman at least twice his age. I grabbed him by the arm and started steering him toward the street. "You know, they're called beer goggles because they make you see things differently. That girl was hideous." "No way. I mean, she was a little chubby, but her face was aight" "Whatever, Captain Ahab. Let's go. Shall we continue this evening's debauchery at the other bar, or are you too burned out?" "I'm pretty beat. Plus I gotta be home. The wife'll be angry". Well, she wasn't his wife, but she might as well have been. There was no question Liz owned Tim's balls. I was surprised she let him out for some fun...what ever happened to our salad days? Suddenly conscious of the cumulative effect of all the Yuengling I'd consumed, I closed my eyes to regain my focus. I watched Tim walk away to the Metro stop, and decided that I'd head over to see some friends of mine at the Nines. My feet stratched the loose grit on the asphalt as I crossed the intersection, my mind a complete drunken blank, lost in my own thoughts. As I stepped over the curb, I noticed a hunched figure in the doorway alcove of the Ethiopian place. Homeless, I thought. My hand instinctively went to the drop-point knife I'd taken to stashing in my flight jacket. Fine time to get mugged, Tim's going to laugh his ass off about this one. But as I drew nearer, I realized what I'd first taken to be a threat was actually a rather small girl, dressed fashionably. My eyes met hers as I passed...wet, brown eyes searching my own. She was beautiful. Scratch that. She was gorgeous. She couldn't have been more than 5 feet tall. From what I could see she had a very toned body. The fleece jacket fit her well. Those beautiful eyes again...a soft nose and jaw, defined cheekbones, smooth honey-colored skin. Her brown hair was tied back in almost a mockery of pigtails. And she was crying. "Hey...um...is everything OK? I don't mean to intrude, but it's a little bit late to be out this way all by yourself..." She stood. "Oh, everything's fine. I'm just waiting for a friend. But thank you" I was suddenly conscious of the difference in our voices - mine open, a little slurred from the cheap drafts of the evening - hers soft, broken by the tears welling up in her eyes. "All right. Even I don't like being out alone this late...be careful." I turned to walk away, hands stuffed into my flight, back bent against the cold. I hadn't gotten more than half a block when I heard her voice. "Hey...uh...hi..can we share a cab...I mean...where are you headed?" The awkwardness of her request, coupled with the breaks in her voice, made the whole situation seem surreal. "I'm walking to a bar right now, then I'll take a cab back to my place in Northwest. Where are you headed?" "That depends...where are the good neighborhoods around here?" I laughed, taken aback. "Good neighborhoods for what?" "Safe neighborhoods. Where you aren't scared being alone late at night." "Well, my neighborhood is safe enough...my door is usually unlocked. Where do you need to go?" "That's the thing. I don't have anywhere to go..." Her voice trailed off into tears. Thinking as quickly as I could in my state, I suggested that we go somewhere warm where we could talk. She reluctantly agreed, and I walked her to a diner near my apartment. I sat and drank black coffee while she told me her story. "I left home this morning. My father died last year, and my mother hasn't been the same. I feel like such a burden on her...leaving was the only thing I thought to do. She's been in and out of the hospital...she's at home with a nurse...I just don't know what to do..." Through the back-and-forth of her tears and my reassurances, I found out that she was nineteen to my twenty. Ashleigh. Such a beautiful name. Such a beautiful girl. The beer had long since worn off, and I was starting to feel tired and fuzzy. One way or another we got back to the subject of where she was staying. She didn't have anything accessible to her name but a cell phone and a few hundred dollars in a student savings account. "Well, I guess you can crash at my place...if you trust me...not many dangerous people get scared walking around the city late at night...obviously I'll sleep on the couch..." She laughed at my awkward suggestion. "Right now that sounds like my best option...can I trust you?" Now it was my turn to laugh as I said "Can I trust you? The last time I let a girl stay at my place she peed in my bed." "No, I won't do that...I'm civilized", she said, giggling. We made it back to my apartment around three in the morning. I opened the door, praying to god it didn't smell like the empty bottles in the kitchen and the pizza in the fridge. I showed her my bedroom, and rustled around in my drawer until I found a pair of pajama pants and an old wifebeater for her. "I'm sorry that's all I have...I haven't crossdressed since high school..." We both laughed at that, and she assured me it was fine. After giving her directions to the bathroom and bidding her goodnight, I walked back to the living room and lay on the couch. God, she was gorgeous. I realized with some amusement that I'd become erect thinking about her in my bed, wearing just my old pajamas. Good luck, old buddy I thought as I drifted off. I awoke to find Ashleigh standing over me. She was radiant, silhouetted in the sunbeam coming through my window. I wish I could wake up to her everyday I thought... "Good morning, sunshine", she said, laughing. "Uhhhh....what time is it?" I asked through a dry mouth, "I'd better see about getting you some breakfast" "It's almost noon. I just wanted to thank you before I left." "Left? Where are you going? Unless you're going home I want you to stay here. I'd feel awful turning you out onto the street". It was the best I could do, and I hoped it sounded convincing. "Well...um...all right...but I need to get some clothes from home...and I need to go grocery shopping. I'm...uh...vegan, and I'm pretty sure you're not" Having dated a vegan girl in high school, I offered to go shopping for her while she got some clothes. Well, at least that psychotic bitch was good for something...thank you, Laura, for showing me how to make vegan food. I headed off to the market while Ashleigh headed home. I got back to my place around two, and I could hear her in the bedroom. Thinking she was getting dressed, I started to make a late lunch. A steak with mushrooms for me, a vegetable stir-fry for her. I heard the door open as I returned to the stove to finish the stir-fry. "Wow...thank you so much..." she said, stepping behind me and wrapping her arms around me in a playful hug. My breathing quickened as I felt her firm breasts pressing against the small of my back. God, I wish I could turn around and pick her up... We sat down to eat. She turned down my offer of a Heineken, but gratefully drained the last of my orange juice. Smiling, she finished the stir fry. "Mmmm...that was really good. I never pictured you being the type of guy who could cook" I glanced around my apartment, taking in the faded band posters on the walls, Sportscenter playing on the muted TV, and the keg tap hanging from my coatrack. "You'd be surprised at some of the things I can do" I said as I shot her a suggestive glance. She laughed and reminded me that she hadn't showered since leaving home. "I'm not sure you'd want to, at this point" she said through giggles. I raided my closet for a clean towel and my little nephew's old bathrobe, and went into the kitchen to retrieve the fragrant bath soaps and shampoo I'd picked up for her. She made big wet eyes at me as I brought them to her. She gave me another quick hug as thanks before heading off to take a shower. Damn, I thought, if she did that for another five minutes I'd probably come in my pants. I heard the water turn on, and it took all my restraint to keep from drifting away into fantasies of her naked under the warm, flowing water. I decided to clean up my bedroom a bit before she got out. After all, I may have been a bachelor, but I still had to be presentable. I put an old Derek and the Dominoes record on my ancient turntable, and started making the bed as Duane Allman's slide guitar overtook Clapton's verse. I was just moving the last of the clutter into my closet when the door opened and Ashleigh walked in, wearing only my nephew's old bathrobe. It gaped suggestively just above her breasts, and the folds ended just above her knees. She was perfect. Absolutely perfect. Her hair was still wet, and it clung to her neck and shoulders in long, luxurious strands. Her smooth skin glistened from the beaded droplets still present. I was surprised she didn't chastise me for staring at her open-mouthed. A flush rose in her cheeks, and I was suddenly conscious of the fact that I was bare-chest and wearing only basketball shorts, which I'd changed into awaiting my own shower. All my ink was visible, my torso and upper arms criss-crossed with two dozen different designs, my square chest framed by a family crest and a banner. I knew also that she could see the scarring on my arms and the faded slash across my abdomen, remnants of a life all too recent. I decided then and there that I wouldn't bore her with explanations about bar fights and stupid stunts, and quickly excused myself. She came out of the bedroom wearing a tight pink shirt and a skirt that showed off her toned legs beautifully. She sat next to me on the couch, and asked what I was planning on doing tonight. "I got work tomorrow morning at nine. So I'll probably just be hanging out here. You want to watch a movie or something, or do you have plans?" "No, I have nothing to do. I actually wanted to just hang out with you for a while, if that's all right." Feeling very confident, if somewhat surprised, I got up and put on an old zombie horror flick. Kitschy, I know, but it was so bad it was funny. Ashleigh played along beautifully, crawling to hide behind me on the couch whenever something happened. Eventually, after a lot of teasing, we ended up wrestling on the couch. She was on top of me, our legs intertwined, our lips mere inches aparts. I was positively aching to kiss her, to touch her, to make her mine. I let her pin my wrists, and looked up into her big brown eyes. She was laughing as she taunted me. I feigned defeat until she leaned in close to stick her tongue out at me, then I broke free and moved backwards off the couch onto the floor. She came with me, and we ended up in the same position, but with her arms under my neck. I instinctively reached up and put my arms around her, conscious suddenly of the beautiful woman pressed against me and the sweet smell of her shampoo as her hair surrounded my face. She made a gentle noise, and laid her head on my chest. Slowly, then with more confidence, I began to massage her shoulders. "Mmm...that feels good. Do you mind giving me a back rub?" "I'd love to, as long as we don't move" I said. "Deal" she sighed, nestling closer into my neck. I became aware of her breathing against me, the gentle breaths tickling the skin of my neck. I moved my head so my cheek was pressed against hers. Tentatively, gently, I kissed her cheek. She melted into my arms, becoming completely limp save for pulling me tighter to her. I wrapped my arms around her back and whispered into her ear. "Ashleigh...do you want to...take a nap together?" "Mmm-hmmm" she said gently, "Can we go to your bed?" Who was I to refuse such a request? I picked her up, just high enough so she wouldn't feel my straining erection. Holding her across my chest, I walked into the bedroom. As I laid her down, she stopped nuzzling my neck for the first time in half an hour. Feeling suddenly separated from her, I laid down next to her and drew her to me with my arms. Now it was my turn to hold her close. Laying behind her on my side, spooning her gently, I started kissing her neck and shoulders. After a few minutes, she rolled over and squeezed me as hard as her small body would allow. First our cheeks met again, and then our lips finally touched. Her soft lips were like rose petals, gently brushing my own lips and covering my face in gentle kisses. I parted her lips by taking the lower one into my mouth and sucking it gently. She moaned and pressed tighter against me. We began to kiss in earnest, her tongue timidly exploring my mouth, my own caressing hers. I broke our kiss to gently suck her neck. I heard her sharp intake of breath, and felt her body tense as I began to nibble on her earlobe. My leg was between hers now, and I felt her thrust herself against it. Wasting no time, I pulled off my own shirt, and then slowly lifted hers. Her beautiful C-cup breasts stood firm above her smooth torso, the beautiful honey skin providing contrast to the deep pink aureolas and the ripe pink-red nipples. Her eyes traced over me, followed by her finger tips, outling every muscle and every tattoo on my body. Her lips began to move across my collarbone, her hands caressing my shoulder blades. Unable to wait any longer, I pulled her tight to me and took one hard nipple into my mouth. I swirled my tongue around it, stopping to suck on it or gently bite down. Her hands found the back of my head, her fingers squeezing me tight as I moved from one breast to the other. She was moaning and bucking her hips against me, her breathing ragged. As I sucked harder her fingers dug into my shoulders. I slipped her skirt down over her legs as my lips brushed her stomach. I paused to gently kiss her belly button, before my hands slipped downward. I pulled the fabric of her black thong tight against her vulva. She groaned and moved her hips, straining for more contact. The wet spot was growing by the second, and I took her panties down with my teeth. She began to breath heavily as I kissed my way up her thighs, pausing to inhale the aroma of her sweet flower. "Stop", she said, breathless and flushed. Crawling my way back up the bed, putting my arms around her tight, I asked what was wrong. Not that time of month, please Lord I intoned in my head. "It's dirty" she said, "Guys don't like kissing girls down there." I laughed. "Baby, I love doing it, and I'll love doing it to you. Why is it dirty?" "Because...because it is. Every guy I've heard talk about it says its gross" "Has a guy ever done it to you?" She admitted that she'd never really been with a man before. I was reluctant to probe the issue and risk losing her passion, so I said "There's a first time for everything. If it's OK with you, I'd really like to..." I trailed off as I kissed my way back down. She moaned as my lips crossed her pubic bone. Wow, I thought, trimmed and sweet. My mouth finally made contact with her swollen, wet vulva. I parted her lips with my tongue, and dragged it gently over her clit. She moaned, and pulled my head harder against her with her hands. God, she tasted good. Yummy. After gently sliding my tongue against her vagina, I slowly slid in a finger. She was virginal and incredibly tight. I continued swirling my tongue around her clit, and as her legs began to squeeze together, started moving my tongue up and down fast while I rubbed the inside of her vagina. That did it for her, and she moaned loudly as her hips began bucking hard. I covered her with my mouth while she came, capturing the small amount of her sweet juice that leaked out. I crawled back up the bed and encircled her protectively in my arms, her breathing gradually slowing. My hands caressed her back as her arms wrapped weakly around my hips. I kissed her forehead gently as she began to sigh. "That felt really good. I've never had a guy touch me like that before. I've rubbed myself a few times, but never had anything like that..." I kissed her and shushed her as I rolled her over and began massaging her abdomen. "Sweetie I enjoyed it too. I'm going to want to do that a lot, I'm afraid" I said laughing. "Me too" she said as she rolled over and hugged me tight. She must have been aware of my erection pressing against her thighs, as she began to suck on my neck and caress my chest. I groaned and leaned back, unable to do anything but concentrate on her touch. She whispered to me as she massaged my thighs. "I...I don't really know what to do...I've never..." "Shhhhh....baby don't worry...if you're OK with it, there's something we can both enjoy. I don't know if you want to keep your virginity or what..." It was her turn to cut me off. "I've never met anyone who's given me as much as you. I want you to make love to me. I don't know if I can go another day without it". I must be dreaming I thought. I took off my shorts, and nearly fainted when I felt her warm hand encircle my penis. I reached down to massage her clitoris, her vagina already soaked again. I pulled her hand off my rigid erection and bent to suck one of her nipples. She began to moan again, and I could feel her squeezing as I slid a finger inside her. My thumb flicked her clit, and she began moving her hips to get more contact. I laid her on her back and kissed her. "Ready baby?" I asked. "Ahhhhhhh....yeah..." she said, lost in her passion. I took my erection in hand and rubbed it gently from one end of her wet vagina to the other. She squirmed as it pressed against her, moaning in pleasure. I rubbed it back and forth across her swollen clitoris. She grabbed my arms, digging her nails in and moaning. "Ahhh...right there....yes....aahhhh...yes...oh...." I placed my penis at her entrance. I pressed down gently, and it was a while before I felt her begin to give. I massaged her clitoris with my fingers, gradually making her lubricate and expand until I slid in. I felt her hymen yielding to me, and in a second it was broken. Her short cry of pain stopped me, and I stayed very still, massaging her neck, until she said I could move. I thrust my hips gently at first, until her painful gasps turned to pleasurable moans. She didn't feel deep enough, so I gently rolled her over to penetrate her from behind. I rubbed her clit again, first with my erection, and then with my hand. She slid herself back onto my hardness, my hands stroking her clit and massaging her breasts, my mouth kissing her neck gently and whispering encouragement. I still couldn't get in all the way, but she was enjoying it nonetheless. "Ahhhhh... you feel so....uhhhhh....good..." "Mmmm...so do you baby...I want to feel you contract around me when you come...." We moved together for what seemed like an eternity. She had small spasms almost continuously until I started thrusting into her fast. She pressed back against me with equal enthusiasm, frantically trying to reach the next peak of her pleasure. She finally shuddered and came hard, her hands reaching back and digging their nails into my hips. Her orgasm set mine off, and I came just after she did. We collapsed onto the bed, my softening penis still inside of her. I withdrew gently, kissing her back and neck and massaging her thighs. I told her we could get cleaned up in the shower, but that we could sleep first if she wanted. "Ashleigh...honey...do you want to sleep first?" "Mmm-hmm...I'm all worn out. I think we need a nap. Will you talk to me until I fall asleep?" "Of course, baby. Do you want me to rub your shoulders?" "Mmm-hmm", she said sleepily "before I fall asleep...I think I love you..." I am the luckiest man alive I thought to myself. I rubbed her back and whispered into her ear about nothing. Ashleigh: Lost & Found Ch. 02 Owing to the positive feedback many Literoticans left for my last story, I've decided to continue the series my first story began. Hopefully I can avoid the sophomore slump... I came home from work exhausted. First the deliveries had been late, then the forklift had slipped a chain, and then my boss had chewed me out because half the crew didn't come in. I stepped into my kitchen, and noticed a note on my fridge. Matt- I've gone to my mother's house to pick up everything I left there. She's finally been placed in a nursing home and I need to take care of things. Don't wait up, I'll probably be gone til tomorrow. Love, Ashleigh Resigning myself to a night alone, I grabbed a beer out of the fridge and started some water boiling for pasta. I kicked off my boots, stripped off my shirt, and collapsed onto my couch. Sighing to myself, I flipped on the TV and watched the usual drivel that passes for news. Later that night, as I sat eating, I decided that I'd leave work early the next day and call Ashleigh and see if she needed me to come up. I ate, tossed the dishes in the sink, and headed off to the shower. The warm water relaxed the aching between my shoulders, and I leaned against the wall just letting my muscles loosen up. I stepped out of the shower, dried off, and promptly collapsed on my bed. Sleep came quickly, so quickly I didn't notice. I drifted in and out of dreams about Ashleigh and work. I awoke. I couldn't figure out why at first. It was dark, only the slightest light coming in through the blinds. The alarm read 12:53. I was sprawled out on my stomach on my bed, the covers in a ball where I'd kicked them. I became conscious of movement in the door to my bedroom. Turning over, I saw a shape moving toward me. I was half-asleep, my mind not functioning clearly... until I realized it was Ashleigh. She was naked and walking toward me, her smile illuminated by the moonlight. I sat up, and she came and sat in my lap, her hands caressing my face. My arms encircled her waist, and I buried my face in her neck. I smelled her familiar scent, felt her warm skin against my own. She kissed the top of my head and I looked deep into her eyes. "Baby, I... " "Shhh... " she quieted me "There's something I want to give you. Go back to lying on your tummy" After the slightest protest at not being able to kiss her, I splayed out again on my big comfy bed. Her hands stroked my shoulders, and she slowly saddled herself on my back. Her slight weight on my tailbone stretched my back and ground my crotch against the bed. She began to massage my shoulders, my sore muscles responding to her touch by relaxing. I could fall back asleep like this I thought. She leaned forward and kissed my cheek before moving her hands to the small of my back and tracing my spine with her fingers. This made me break out in delicious goosebumps, and I wiggled under her. She laughed and moved her hands to a less sensitive place. Trailing them down the back of my arms, she lay flat on top of me. I could feel the slight texture difference in her nipples pressed against my back and her warm abdomen acting like a blanket. She whispered in my ear. "I missed you today. I took care of a lot of things. Everything's going to be OK for my mom, I think. It was weird waking up alone after you left for work and not seeing you all day. I just missed seeing you." "Awww... .honey... I missed you too. I had kind of a rough day but I won't bore you with it. I just want to be in bed with you until I have to punch the clock again tomorrow. It was too weird falling asleep alone tonight." I rolled over and cradled her in my arms, my face pressed against the top of her head, my arms wrapped across her back and massaging her hips. She gave a contented sigh and pulled me close against her. I felt the trimmed hair of her pubic mound brush my stomach, and before I knew it I was erect and pressing against the inside of her thigh. She made a soft moan and began sucking on my neck. My hands traveled down and caressed the skin of her thighs, her legs moving in response to my touch. I traced them over her hips and across her stomach, bringing them again to her back and tracing her shoulder blades. I gently lifted her and turned her over so her back was pressed against my stomach, my erection now laying against her rapidly moistening vulva. She gave another soft moan, and my hands began brushing the inside of her thighs, her hips flexing slightly to draw them upwards. Instead I brought them up to her face, and she began to suck on my fingers. I nibbled gently on the nape of her neck, and she shivered. My hands traveled down her to breasts, tracing circles around her nipples as I resumed kissing her neck. I took each nipple between my saliva-slick fingers and began to gently roll them, alternating pinching them gently with drawing the flat of my hand across her breasts. My hands were causing her tender nipples to swell and become erect, and she was moving her hips quickly to drag her clitoris across my erection. I reached down and held my penis against her wet vagina, allowing her to rub against it harder. She inhaled sharply as she bit her lip and thrust her hips faster. I placed my hands on her waist and lifted her up, sitting her down on my thighs as I took each one of her fully erect nipples in my mouth. The teasing had made them very sensitive, and each time my tongue passed over them she bucked a little. I sucked on her nipples for several minutes, her wet mound making my thighs sticky with her juices. I ran a finger across her lips, causing her to cry out, and stuck it in my mouth, savoring her sweetness. She was incredibly aroused. I had become familiar with her needs since sharing a bed with her, and I knew she was too sensitive for penetration, even with my fingers. As much as I was straining for the feel of being inside her, I knew that it would be too much. I laid her down on her back and parted her thighs. She knew what was coming, and her hands clasped my head as I leaned down to taste her. I ran my tongue gently from the top of her slit to the bottom. She pulled my mouth forcefully against her, letting me know that she was in no mood to be teased. Giving in, I slid my tongue inside her and reached up to massage her breasts. I flattened my tongue and pressed it hard against her hood, putting pressure on her swollen nub. I drew it back and forth rapidly, causing her hips to move with me. I opened my mouth fully, my lips brushing hers as my tongue moved up and down rapidly across her clit. She pulled me hard, trying to get more pressure. "Ahhh... .oh... .don't stop... .oh God... .oh... .don't move don't move... don't stop... .oh... uh... .ahh... .right there... .right there right there yes... .yessssss... ... .yes... .oh God... " I put my hands under her buttocks and lifted her up, driving my tongue hard against her sensitive clit. A few more seconds of forceful licking brought her over the edge, and with a final moan, her hips began to lift. A small stream of her juices flooded my mouth, and I swallowed the sweet and tangy liquid. Her extended climax started in her abdomen, causing her to rise up off the bed slightly, before the waves of pleasure reached her legs and she began to buck. She finally lay still as I kissed her lips one last time. I could feel the heat rising off her thighs, and as I moved up the bed to be next to her I could hear her breathing gradually slow. I licked the last of her juices off my lips, and collapsed against her, my arm lying across her abdomen. She smiled weakly and closed her eyes, and we lay like that for a few minutes. "Mmmm... my heartbeat is still catching up... " she said, breathless and flushed. I leaned over to kiss her. "Well, at least I'm doing something right... " Reaching up to stroke my neck, she whispered to me "You've done more right than you know. There's something else I wanted to give you... but I'm not really sure how... " Having a fair idea of what she meant, but playing coy, I said "Well, I'm open to a lot of things... you know I'll try whatever it is to make you happy." I laid on my back alongside her and began to kiss her again. The remnants of her sweetness on my lips excited her, and her hands found my neck as she kissed me deeply. I was rigid and turned on beyond all belief. Her hands tentatively moved downward. Please, if there is a God... I intoned in my head. Her hands found my erection, and she began to stroke it gently. I moved a finger into position and began stroking her clit as we kissed. She began kissing her way down my chest as she stroked me. Her lips passed over the last ridge of my pubic bone, and suddenly I was engulfed in her warm mouth. Her hand stroked me gently as she moved her lips gently over the tip of my erection. I was almost painfully hard, and the sensations were so intense I was shivering. Her tongue moved over my sensitive skin as our eyes met and I became totally lost in the moment. Recovering somewhat as she stopped to breathe, I put my hand on her thigh and guided her until she was facing the other way. Her petite body was spread before me as she tentatively pleasured me. I saw the droplets of moisture nestled in her swollen sex as I lowered my mouth down to her once again. This time I placed a finger inside her while my tongue moved in circles around her swollen clit. I stroked her inner walls as I licked her, and I could feel the vibration of her moans through her tongue as it passed over my erection. My other hand reached down to first cup and massage her breast, and then to gently lift her mouth off my hardness. I turned her around and sat her astride my thighs once again. Leaning back, I guided her onto my erection. She was still very tight, but I slid in with minimal resistance. Slowly she moved herself up and down, her fingers clasping at my shoulders. I bent forward to suck her breast and reached down to massage her with my hand. The combined sensations brought her to a small orgasm very quickly. I stayed still inside of her until she was ready again, and then I laid her on her stomach on the bed. I lay on top of her and guided myself into her from behind. My penis slid in slowly, and I placed a hand under her abdomen to rub her clit. She was moaning with every stroke and I could feel her squeezing me as I moved inside her. She raised her hips to meet my thrusts, placing her hand over mine and showing me just how to rub her. A few more strokes and she began to quiver, crying out as she approached her orgasm. I reached up to caress her face, wanting to experience it with her. "Mmmm... .ohhhh... don't stop... .like that... ..ohh... ..ahhh... .right there... right there... .ohh... .ahhhh... ." She began to shake as I slid all the way inside her for the last time and massaged her clit back and forth. Her hips bucked up against mine, and she bit down hard on my hand and whimpered as I whispered into her ear. "Ashleigh... I love you so much... come with me, sweetie" Her powerful spasms set off my own, and the delicious warmth of our orgasms spread throughout my skin. As she stopped shaking, I slowly withdrew and laid down beside her. Exhausted, I let her lay her head on my chest before I sprawled out. I traced the delicate bones of her back with my fingers as her hand caressed my jaw. My other hand went to her face and I gently brushed her hair out of her eyes and kissed her forehead. I laughed softly. "We need a shower, honey... " "I know" she said "I'm really tired, and you have to get up for work... let's take a quick one." I sat up slowly, stretched, and gave Ashleigh a hug. We got up out of bed, Ashleigh leading me by the hand to the bathroom. I could see our juices still on the inside of her thighs, glistening in the soft light from the kitchen. Well, maybe it'll be a long shower instead I thought as we stepped into the shower and I embraced her. Chapter 3 soon to come if this is well received. Please leave suggestions/comments. Ashleigh: Lost & Found "Ashleigh...I'm falling for you too, sweetie..."