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No Rules, Part 4
Date: 7/6/2016, Categories: Straight Sex, Author: TraceEkies, Rating: 14, Source: LushStories
rubbing and they were getting soaked.” “So what happened then?” Ashley stammered. “Uh... that was when you grabbed my hand and dragged me toward the bedroom.” “Oh.” Right, I had just sucked Jarrad off and was afraid it was going to get even worse. Ashley pulled the sheet and coverlet back and slid under the covers, turning away from Jill. “But I thought you were going to tell me about you and Jarrad,” Jill protested. “Nothing to tell,” lied Ashley, keeping her face turned away. “Jarrad and I just messed around a little. Nothing like you and Brad though.” Jill didn't really believe what she'd just heard but knew she wasn't getting any more. She slipped under the cover and tried to go to sleep. ***** Brad and Ashley were alone at the kitchen table. It was Sunday morning. Jarrad had decided not to stay the night and Jill had already left, saying she had something to do with her mother. The parents were not expected until later in the day. The two had finished breakfast in silence. From opposite sides of the table they were staring at each other. “She told me about it,” Ashley said icily. “Told you about what?” Brad asked. “About last night, asshole. Sorry I dragged you off before you got fucked.” “Hey, wait a minute,” Brad argued, “That whole thing was your idea and besides, what were you and Jarrad doing?” “Uh, well...” “Look, I know Jarrad pretty well and I know what he'd be trying to do, and I didn't hear you screaming for help, and he didn't say anything about getting ... slapped, so something must have been happening.” “Hold it, hold it, hold it!” Ashley screamed, holding her hands in the air. “Truce.” Ashley lowered her hands slowly. “Tell ya what.” “What?” Ashley was grinning. “You used to like it when I told you about my dates.” “Uh huh. And...” “So how about if I tell you about me and Jarrad last night?” “Uh, how am I going to know if it's the truth.” “Don't worry, you'll know, but you gotta promise not to get mad.” Brad looked puzzled. “I don't know about that, but maybe if I get turned on enough, it might be hard to be mad at the same time.” Ashley's grin widened. “That's kind of what I was thinking” “So you think I'm going to get really turned on?” “Oh yeah. Guarantee it, you little pervert.” “Uh, okay, I guess.” Ashley jumped up from the table and grabbed Brad's hand. “C'mon, let's go to the den.” In the den, Ashley pushed Brad down on the couch. He was wearing the briefs he had slept in and she was still wearing her pajamas. She spread her legs and straddled him, head on, pressing her pussy against his hardening cock. “I think I'm going to like this,” Brad said. “I promise you will,” Ashley replied, rubbing her pussy against his cock. “When you turned the light out -” “You told me to.” “Right, Jarrad was already playing with my tits and had his hand rubbing just under the band of my bottoms.” Brad nodded. “Actually I only had one button done on my top.” Ashley leaned back and undid all but one of her buttons, the one just under her ...