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No Rules, Part 7

Date: 1/11/2016, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: TraceEkies, Rating: 13, Source: LushStories

wouldn't you?” “Well uh, maybe... especially if you were liking it too.” “Uh huh,” Ashley said knowingly. There was a click and a squeak as the 'closet' door opened. Ashley jerked her hand away from Brad's swollen cock as Jarrad looked in their direction. Although enthused by the sight of Ashley in a towel, he said nothing until he too was in front of the fireplace, standing next to her. Jarrad turned toward her, silently drinking in her lack of meaningful clothing. Ashley looked back, waiting for him to say something. He finally spoke. “I'm glad to see you remembered how much I like seeing you in a towel.” “I'm glad you like it.” Ashley popped a quick smile. “But like the last time, it's not really for your entertainment. It just happens that I don't have much else I could have put on.” This is about to get interesting, Brad said to himself. Better make my trip to the shitter now, before things get really good. “Ashley, how about you getting us some beers while I take my turn in the closet.” And I need to make it quick. Brad followed Ashley to the other end of the cabin. As he opened the door to the commode closet, Ashley was just closing the refrigerator door. Still inside the little closet with the door only half open, he stopped to watch. Ashley had a bag of chips and a can of beer in one hand. In the other she was holding two beers. Brad could see that the knot in the towel was loosening as Ashley walked toward the living-room. It unraveled and began to slip. Ashley ... caught it with her elbows, but not before before it had already slipped below her breasts. Struggling to keep the towel in place, Ashley continued to the living room with her tits exposed. With both hands occupied, she couldn't even attempt to cover herself. Jarrad stared. Brad's mouth dropped. Jarrad and Brad both speculated that it hadn't really been accidental. For Ashley, there was no speculation – she knew it hadn't been accidental. The tops of Ashley's breasts were nearly straight lines of flesh coming down to the points which were her nipples, while the undersides gradually curved upward to the nipples. The areolas were about quarter sized and just a little darker than the rest of her. Her nipples grew and hardened. As she bent over the coffee table to set the beer and chips down, Jarrad was treated to her backside which was equally enticing. He was giving serious consideration to dropping his shorts and jamming his cock between Ashley's legs. When Brad came out from commode closet, Ashley had set the beer and chips on a table and was in the process of re-positioning her towel. "Whoa, looks like I missed something," he said. "No,” she explained, as she cinched the towel, “It came undone while I was carrying the stuff from the kitchen, but I caught it before I lost it completely.” They're not buying it was an accident. Moisture ran down her leg. Got to be more careful. Ashley couldn't make up her mind whether to sit or stand. Standing with the towel cinched just under her ...