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Southern Hospitality Ch.04
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" she tilted her head, "So, what is it?"
"Well… Do you want to go across to Laura’s tonight?" he asked.
She raised her eyebrows, stopping her folding as she eyed him curiously, "You mean like, together?"
"Well, no, not exactly… I mean, just you."
She smirked then, "Uhhuh… Got a girl coming over I guess?"
"Probably eight or nine?...."
"Ash!" she gasped, but he raised his hands defensively!
"Just my friends just my friends, jeez!" he laughed a little and she shook her head sighing.
"I guess I have no choice. I would be a terribly uncool mother if I prevented my son from hanging out with eight or nine girls," she said, mirth in her voice.
He smiled, "Thanks, mom."
"Yeah yeah, I best go around and make sure Laura will be in this evening hm?..."
He smiled plaintively, "I’ll uh, finish folding the clothes."
"Oh well that alone makes it all worthwhile," she said, voice oozing with sarcasm as she smirked, making her way from the room.
Ash smiled as he heard her put on shoes and leave the house, his hands folding the clothes slowly, but with precision.
It was all coming together. All he had to do was not fuck it up.
Calling in another favour from his mom after she returned and informed him that she would be spending the evening at Laura’s he managed to persuade her to go on a run for beer and snacks, she was hesitant about the beer part, but recollected her own youth and the fun she had had at Ash’s age when a little alcohol was involved.
With the alcohol in, his mom out the house and just about everything ready, he had but to wait.
The evening rolled around and his friends arrived, they were all dressed in a variation of slutty this and barely covered that, providing plenty of eye candy that usually would’ve given him blue balls, but today he hardly even noticed.
They met him with smiles and hugs, lamenting that it had been so long since they had all been together and as the girls filed in, the music started, the lights dimmed and the party begun.
His friends, the girls, were all well accustomed to partying together and he was sure it only took two of them to get a party going in full swing, so having the full gaggle made it easy.
They all laughed and joked about his choice of costume, but that was a necessary component of the evening, he had bought himself the worst Hulk costume he could, a padded onesie providing the general outline and fake muscles, combined with a simple plastic mask for effect, in the room of beautiful girls, dressed to the nines with luscious outfits he recognised as mostly being from the previous year's Halloween, his poor costume stood out, which he hoped, would alleviate some of Amy’s embarrassment.
She arrived on time, and as he opened the door, they took each other's breath away.
He had seen pictures of her online, in her Black Widow outfit, but it hadn’t prepared him for seeing her like this, the black outfit clinging to her lush curves everywhere but her breasts, which, as per the costume, was unzipped enough to show the premium amount of flawless cleavage.
Amy, on the other hand, as a cosplayer looked shocked, "...Oh, my god Ash that has to be the absolute worst Hulk I’ve ever seen!"
He laughed awkwardly, rubbing the back of his head and raising the uncomfortable mask as he stepped aside, letting her walk in in her heels, "I know, I-"
He didn’t even manage to get out a full sentence before the first of the girls approached Amy, they were so just curious they just couldn’t help themselves.
"Isn’t it awful!?" she giggled lightly, "He’s hosting this party and he’s got the worst costume here!" she grinned, bumping her shoulder against his, "But he’s our idiot I guess!" she paused, turning her attention to Amy, smirking, "Well, your idiot now, I guess?"
She opened her mouth to respond but another girl stepped up, "Oh my God!! Is that a Black Widow outfit?! You look so good!!!" she took Amy by one arm and tugged her deeper inside, the other girl walking alongside them, Amy flashing Ash a helpless, ‘help me’ look as he shut the door, smirking.
Amy was flustered and way out of her comfort zone as the girls all but swarmed her, her anxieties and nerves almost getting the best of her as they talked about her, it wasn’t until she started to actually listen to what they were saying that she started to think otherwise.
"Oh my god I wish I had a figure like that! Look at the size of these! They’re so big I’m so totally jealous."
"And look at her hair! That's not a wig! That's actually her hair, do you think it’s dyed?"
"I don’t think so, that's her natural red!"
"And her makeup is on point!!"
Before she knew what was happening she found a beer in her hand, a comforting addition which she sipped from eagerly, as she tried to answer all of their questions about her hair, makeup, outfit, bust size, butt size, clothes, other outfits she had, hairstyles, methods, everything!
Ash, couldn’t help but smile, he loved his friends, he really did, her social anxieties he could tell had almost turned against her, but his friends had instantly made Amy one of them, their friendliness and keenness to meet the woman who had caught Ash drawing her out of her shell without her even realising what was happening.
It took some time, but Ash was finally able to pry her away from them and they began to talk amongst themselves, drinking, dancing and generally partying.
"W-wow… Your friends are um… Really nice," Amy said as she sank down into a chair beside Ash, eying his costume once more with disdain before she smirked, "Though I feel pretty socially exhausted."
He laughed a little and nudged her a little, drawing a wider smile from her, "Yeah, but you’re enjoying yourself?"
She nodded without hesitation, "Yes, I am, actually."
He smiled and they relaxed for a while together on the sofa, talking and drinking, a buzz coming across them as they nattered on.
After a while they were playing games with the girls, card games and drinking games, their inhibitions lowering with each drink.
They played, they drunk and they danced and as the evening wore on and the alcohol ran out, the girls decided they were going to go to one of theirs to continue to the party where the beer was plentiful.
Ash and Amy were both invited, but to the amusement and subsequent catcalling of the other, they both refused.
To avoid the embarrassment Amy tidied away the worst of the mess, just distracting herself as Ash said goodbye to his friends, seeing the last of them to the door and out into the night.
As he shut the door, he felt Amy’s hands on his waist, her body to his back.
He looked over his shoulder and up at her, smiling.
"Can we… You know…"
He nodded and smirked, "You know, I didn’t really think all this through, I’m never going to hear the end of that ‘Hulk smash’, joke."
She giggled some as they walked upstairs, each holding onto the handrails for support, both of them with cheeks flushed with colour from the alcohol as they made their way towards Ash’s room.
As she walked ahead of him he smiled up at her, her ass, clad tightly in its black bodysuit was rounded and wonderfully full, but despite himself, Ash found himself looking higher, at the smile on her full red lips as she looked back, meeting his gaze.
They walked into his room and he shut the door, closing the mess of the after party behind him and turning to look to Amy, smiling shyly as she eyed him.
"Well?" he asked, grinning knowingly.
She moved towards his bed and sat down on the edge, "Well… I had a wonderful time, Ash… Thank you, for you know, getting me to come out and do this. It was so much fun."
Smiling and tossing his mask aside he moved to sit beside her on the bed, delicately placing his hand on hers.
"The fun doesn’t have to be over yet, you know."
She looked at him and bit her full lip, uncertain, "Ash… I wouldn’t even know where to begin."
He smiled warmly, reassuring, "I do?"
She swallowed, her reservations and her confidence issues showing on her face, she still didn’t believe anyone could truly be interested in someone like her, he could see her expression, it was like she was waiting for the prank to be revealed.
"So… What you just take it out?" she said.
He laughed a little and shook his head, "No, no, that's not where we start."
She blushed, "Then… Where do we start?"
"Here," he said softly, and leaned up and in, his lips finding hers, pressing in, warm and brief.
She tilted her head down into the kiss that only lasted a couple of moments, their lips parting, her forehead and nose resting against his, eyes closed.
This time it was Amy that sought out the kiss, again pressing her lips to his, each enjoying the plushness of the other's lips, the sweet taste of what they had been drinking and the desire that built up inside them.
Their kiss broke, but only briefly, they met, again and again, a series of gentle, tentative butterfly kisses as he rested a hand on her thigh, her moving to rest hers on his arm.
She moved her arms around him and he repositioned his body to make the turn of his head less awkward, her full breast pressing at his chest through their outfits as they made out, their hands caressingly lightly over each other, though they kept it PG.
After a few long moments, Amy broke the kiss, her lips parted, her eyes searching as she looked deep into his, "Do you… Do you really want me?" she asked, her voice uncertain, she was making herself vulnerable.
"I want to love you. I want to spend time with you. I want to get to know you." he bit his lip a little, "And I really really want to make you feel good." he said, the alcohol opening him up to her.
She stared at him for a few long moments then smiled a little, sheepish, "At Least that means we’ll get you out of that ridiculous outfit."
He grinned a little and stood, turning and unzipping the back of the costumes top, he worked it down his body, all the while under the watchful gaze of Amy.
She watched as it fell away to reveal his slender boyish form, smooth and delicate she felt her arousal stir, he worked the suit down over his hips, revealing grey boxers as he continued to let the fabric slide to the floor.
He stepped out of the costume, bare now save for his boxers and socks and looked back to her with a sly smirk, "See something you like?"
She nodded meekly and stood too, fingers toying with the zip of her outfit, her face flushing crimson, "Can… Can we turn the lights off?"
He eyed her for a moment, recognising her desire to continue conflicting with her doubts, he nodded amicably, "Of course."
He did as she asked and stepped to the door, flicking the lights off and plunging them both into darkness, the only lights in the room now just a couple of LED’s on his sleeping PC monitors.
"T-thanks," she said and he moved towards the bed, sitting down heavily so the noise would indicate to Amy where he was.
He heard her moving, heard the sound of fabric over skin and heard her moving around. It took a few minutes longer for her to free herself from her outfit than it did for Ash, but he knew it would be worth the wait.
He felt the bed depress slightly to his side and knew that she too had sat down, in the same positions as they had been before, except fewer clothes and in the dark.
He reached his hand out and it brushed against hers, he caught it, holding it and giving it a squeeze as he leaned in. His lips pressed against her shoulder, skin bare and warm under his lips and he adjusted his aim, kissing up her shoulder to her neck, smelling her perfume, now mixed with the scents of the party, he kissed there too and she sighed, tilting her head a little to the side, allowing him more access.
He kissed over the soft skin of her neck then up to her jaw, as he did she turned her head and met him once more in a kiss, as before it started slow, soft and gentle, but the pace was far greater this time, it deepened faster and before either of them knew it, as they had been before, their tongues were dancing, mingling and exploring, they were clumsy, inexperienced and inebriated, but they didn’t care.
He placed a hand on her bare thigh and squeezed the bare flesh, soft and giving, he caressed over the silkiness, her own hands grew bolder, one on his upper back, the other on his stomach, caressing, learning.
She broke the kiss and his hands left him, he sat there, uncertain as to if she had gotten cold feet, "Are you okay?..." he asked, breathily.
"Just… Just getting my bra…"
He heard the soft noise of fabric hitting his floor and felt his heart skip a beat.
Biting his lip he moved up the bed, laying down on his side, "Come join me?..."
After a moment he heard her move, felt her settle beside him and he leaned across, resting one hand on the smooth skin of her supple stomach, leaning in to once more find her lips with his.
He could feel the warmth radiating from her cheeks as they kissed, her hands slinking around him, one on his hip, one on his lower back.
Their kiss deepened and he gently slid his hand up her side, the tops of his fingers meeting the warmth of the underside of her full breasts.
She didn’t pause or hesitate so he continued, raising his fingers, pressing his palm into the underside of her weighty breasts, his fingers sinking into the softness as he lightly squeezed, one fingertip falling atop an erect nipple.
He adjusted his grip slightly so the thick nipple fell between two of his fingers, which he squeezed, she broke the hiss to exhale against his lifts, a soft moan coming with it.
As the kiss broke he took the opportunity to lower his head, his lips finding and locking around the nipple between his fingers which themselves moved lower to cup the breast, she let out another soft moan as Ash pressed his face into the softness of her breast, his nose and chin pressing against her as he sucked on the eager nub, his tongue working around her nipple.
She reclined on the bed, feeling his hand and mouth explore and enjoy her full bust, the pleasure causing her cock, still confined in her underwear to swell.
One hand moved from his hip to his head, lacing through his silky hair to hold his mouth a little tighter to her nipple, her other hand slid down from his lower back, under the elasticated band of his boxers to rest on the plushness of one of his cheeks.
His other hand worked down to one of her thighs as he continued to tease and pleasure her nipple, pressing his ass back into her hand, prompting her to start groping and squeezing him, her breathes coming faster.
After a couple of minutes of groping and squeezing had passed, Ash having switched to give her other thick nipple the same treatment, not wanting it to feel left out, he leaned up and kissed her, gently biting at her thick lower lip for a moment, "Want… Want more?" he asked, soft and keen.
"Y-yeah…" she replied just as softly, audibly swallowing between pants.
He nodded a little and moved down, but as he did she moved to lay on her side facing him, "Turn around…"
"Like, with my back to you?" he asked, unsure.
"N-no… I mean… Top to bottom."
Uncertain but happy to oblige he did so, after a moments manoeuvring he felt her hands on him, urging him closer. He moved as directed and felt her breasts pressing against his stomach, her stomach to his chest, and realised they were, in essence, sixty-nining on their side.
She hesitated for a moment, anxious and he took the first action.
She inhaled as she felt his fingers hook under the band on her panties, the thin lacey fabric being urged down over her thighs.
She mimicked his actions with his boxers, tugging them down slowly as she felt his fingers, gently and questing find her cock, caressing the semi-hard length and wrapping it around the base, weighing it, judging it’s size in the dark based off of its girth and weight.
It felt bigger than his, but smaller than Laura’s, eagerly, he lifted it to his lips and kissed what turned out to be a hooded tip, it was a new sensation for them both.
He felt her following his footsteps, her hand closing around his hard cock, her lips bumping against his sensitive cockhead.
He moved his hand to the middle of her shaft and pushed, the hood of her swelling cock pulling back to reveal her own cock head, which he instantly took into his mouth, the wet warmth of his tongue and cheeks closing in around the virgin tip, welcoming it into a new world of intense pleasure.
Amy gasped, momentarily taken aback by the rush of pleasure, that all but removed her hesitation, the pleasure overriding her lack of self-confidence and any reservations that remained.
She pushed her head forward, taking the length of his cock into her mouth, feeling the hot tip rub against the entrance to her throat causing her to gag a little, blush and focus instead on the length and tip that she could take with ease.
He moaned around her cock as he felt the heat of her mouth surround and engulf his own, the heat and wetness driving him to deliver the same experience to Amy.
Fully erect now she was a different experience to her aunt, her cock was shorter but fatter, thick like a beer can that stretched his lips, the head of her cock engorged, the tip incredibly silky under his lips and tongue as he worked it over, focusing on rolling his lips over what he knew to be the most sensitive part of her.
Amy let out a shuddering gasp and caught Ash completely off guard, his mouth suddenly flooded with her hot seed, he moved his hands to her thighs, squeezing and moving, on instinct, to pull back, but he found a hand on the back of his head, holding him there his lips just over the crest of her crown as the hot seed pulsed onto his tongue, the size of the load was impressive and with no other option presenting itself, he began to swallow, his throat expanding as he let the thick load slide down his throat.
The tip of her cock was swollen between his lips, his jaw wide and his own cock, for the moment at least, forgotten as Amy lost herself to the pleasure of her first climax without using her hands, her sizable smooth balls twitching as they spent their pent up load.
As her pulses slowed to a trickle she slowly began to grind her hips forward, working the thick tip deeper into his mouth, milking out every last moment of pleasure that she could.
After a few moments had passed he felt her start to move, releasing his head, he was worried she would be embarrassed for having finished so quickly, or suddenly apprehensive, as he sometimes felt after climaxing and suddenly wondering to himself how he had been enjoying what she was watching.
Just as her cock head was about to pop free from his lips, the member regaining a little bit of its spongy softness she rolled, to his surprise, towards him. He let out a muffled gasp as he found himself on his back, suddenly feeling her above him.
She rested, panting softly, a thick plush thigh either side of his head, her cock, deflating softly still between his lips, as the warmth of her chubby form rested atop of him, pillowy and soft her body was luxurious.
"S-sorry… It’s my first time…" she said, her voice heavy with lust as her tongue dragged up the length of his still hard cock.
He wanted to tell her it was okay, but pinned to the bed with her cock still between his lips, even in it’s softening state, the head slipping back behind its hood, he couldn’t talk.
She lowered her head, her breasts weighing heavier on his chest as she sank down, taking his cock back between her lips, continuing her own efforts and enjoying the warm sheath her semi-hard cock was in.
He moaned around it, feeling the tight suction of her lips rolling over his shaft, her tongue pressing against the top of it as she worked him over.
As she sucked his cock, focused entirely on her task her felt a forboding throb, her cock, invigorated by youth and eagerness was once more swelling in his mouth, her second wind already upon her even as he began to draw close.
Her hips, almost subconsciously began to move, pushing her cock down deep into the welcoming pleasure she knew his mouth offered, her mind fully focused however on his cock, drawing to draw him to climax even as she started to slowly make love to his mouth.
Encased under her warmth he was helpless to protest as the thickness stretched his lips, the lowest point in each of her movements resting the heavy orbs of her balls against his face.
He felt his climax start to rise as her pace picked up, her thick cock slamming into the back of his throat, causing a slew of wet sticky noises as it tried to press into his throat, but was unable to find the angle.
His eyes closed, his hands gripping the sheets he felt the sudden electric pulse of his cock, the tensing and hardening, his breaths coming harder, when they could come at all, around her hard, sticky shaft.
He vaguely heard her whimper in surprise as he erupted into her mouth, returning the gift, if not in quite as great a volume.
He spent his ropes of cum between her lips, the pleasure rolling through his mind in waves of ecstasy, before, sooner than hers had, he felt his orgasm begin to subside.
As he pulsed his last onto her tongue and, as he had done for her, waiting until the mouthful was collected, she wallowed, panting softly as she drew back, kissing his cock as it started to wilt.
After several long moments, she swung her leg off of him, the coolness of the air hitting him like a wall now that the softness of her chubby form was no longer on top of him.
"A-ah… Amy… That… That was-"
"Can I fuck you?... Please?" she said, cutting him off, an edge of eagerness in her voice as she moved to kneel in the dark, his eyesight, adjusted now to the black room just able to make out her form and figure above him.
"O-okay?" he said, still recovering his breath from before.
She hesitated for a few long moments, as he leaned up on his elbows, trying to decide how she should go about this.
As she started to move around towards his legs he took the studious decision to wet his fingers, reaching between his cheeks and wetting his hole, her cock was glistening with spit, cum and pre, but every extra drop would help, and he could tell she was so singularly focused on the goal she would forget such a trivial matter as lubrication.
It seemed he was right as, urging him onto his side she straddled one of his legs, raising the other to rest over her hip.
He felt her shuffle, felt her fat cock slide up between his cheeks to give his hole a delicate kiss, then she pushed forward.
He gasped, feeling the head, thicker than any he had taken before begin to push inside his body, his noises, squirmed and the sensations of heat and tightness beckoning to Amy were more than enough to convince her to continue, one hand squeezing his plush cheek, the other gripping his leg and holding it in place as she continued her conquest.
Slowly but without pause or hesitation, she fed her cock into him, millimetre by millimetre, gasp meeting moan as their bodies connected.
Ash felt sweat on his skin as his hole was stretched, each new inch of meat pressed into him raising him to new heights of both pain and pleasure, it wasn’t pleasant, but he wanted it all the same.
He wasn’t sure how much time had passed before he felt her heavy balls press up against his ass, but the pain was already dulling, she seemed to have recognised his discomfort in his movements and noises as she paused once fully inside him, both relishing the new portfolio of pleasure that surrounded her cock and allowing him time to adjust to her.
"Are… Are you okay?" she asked, tentative.
"Y-yes…" he said softly, even as his hands gripped the sheets, his own cock soft against one thigh.
She hesitated, then began to move, pulling her cock from him till only the tip was held within him, then pressed forward, slow to begin with, but he was sure that would change.
He felt so spread, so stretched, so full, his entire body was being rocked by her thrusts and the abundance of pre his ass was milking from her cock helped to make her bareback play easier for them both.
Before long the bed was creaking under their weight, her heavy sack caressing up and down his thigh as she fucked him, the heat, the friction of his walls, the squeezing of his ring, it blanked her mind under a white carpet of pleasure, it was addictive and she knew she would never be able to just jack off again, she needed someone now, someone to fuck, or, make love to.
Ash panted and moaned, his eyes closed as his whole body bounced with the mounting force of her thrusts, each drive pushing the air from his lungs in a gasp, the sounds mixing with the slap of flesh on flesh.
Having already spent one load the second wasn’t so forthcoming and, as the minutes wore away, Amy found herself tiring, careful not to draw her cock from the sheath that was his ass she lay down behind him, one hand keeping his leg up as he leaned back into her breasts, her breath, hot at his neck as she kissed and bit him, pumping her cock in and out him, the two laying beside each other.
He moaned more from the pleasure than the pain now, his cock growing hard once more as she picked up the pace, the clapping of their bodies echoing as she bit and nibbled his ear.
Whispering softly she dug her fingers into the softness of his raised thigh, her cock growing harder in his ass, a sensation he knew all too well, "A-ash… Ash, I’m…"
She didn’t finish her sentence, she didn’t need to, grunting and gasping, pressing her face to his shoulder to feel him close, her second load began to fire off inside of him, instinctually she bucked her hips with each pulse of cum, a primal urge to breed ensuring that her cum pulsed from her cock at the deepest point of each thrust, a wasted effort, but one that felt amazingly irresistible.
As she spent her load she let his raised leg fall to press against his other, her arms moving to snake around his body, pulling him tight to her pillowy form, comforting the pair of them as her cock finished spending its smaller load inside of his body.
They lay together, her cock softening inside of him, her arms around him and her lips against his skin. The afterglow was wonderful, her sex had been, surprisingly, baser than Laura's, relying more on just pure rutting than any particular position or skill, but there had been something to it, an emotional connection that added layers that Ash had never expected to find.
"H-how… How was that?", he asked, exhausted in her arms.
"It was amazing… So good… I, I hope I was okay?" she asked, her voice nervous.
He let out a soft little laugh, "Oh my god, Amy, you were just… Just perfect."
She laughed a little too and kissed the back of his shoulder and a twitch inside of him drew his attention, "So… Can… Can we do it again?..."
As he felt her cock begin to swell inside his already cum filled ass, he realised just what he might’ve gotten himself into and for the most part, he couldn’t wait to find out.
"Y-yeah."
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