
Always calling the shots!
Ashton threw on some clothes and plopped on the couch. Charlotte was coming over after work, so she made sure her small apartment looked nice and the kitchen was stocked with food for a sleepover. She didn’t have many friends since moving here for college, but Charlotte always found time to gossip with her at the host stand and hang out when business was slow. Calvin would be the best gossip though. It had been a few days since her escapade in the storeroom, and no one was talking about it yet.
The idea of telling anyone about something sexual was as new as her romp with Calvin. The whole thing excited her, including telling her friend. She didn’t know where this enthusiasm came from, but she liked it. Her phone buzzed, and she saw Calvin had texted again. He’d been really nice since the storeroom and chatted with her every day so she knew round two would be soon. A boyfriend wasn’t in her near future though. The last two were controlling asses; not again. After texting Calvin back, she checked the time only for Charlotte to knock on the door.
“Come in!” Ashton threw the door open and whipped her arm out in a grand presentation. “Welcome to Ashton’s one bedroom palace!”
Charlotte laughed and gave her a hug. She smelled nice. Ashton had complemented a girl’s perfume, but never thought of a woman smelling nice. She shook her head as Charlotte dropped her bag near the door.
“So what’s the plan?” Charlotte asked. She fluttered around the room, spreading her pretty perfume. Her natural red hair had strawberry blonde highlights accenting the freckles on her nose, and the sundress showed her thin, pale legs. While the spaghetti straps did little to hold her large breasts, they hid more than Ashton wanted, and she didn’t understand why she noticed it.
“The pool, pizza and Netflix. I ain’t fancy, so let’s do this!”
Charlotte grabbed her bikini out of her bag and followed her to the bedroom. Ashton kept sneaking glimpses at her as she slid off her dress. Her thin, white hipster panties fit snug on her petite body, and Ashton wondered if her hair was as red underneath. The thought shocked her. Girls weren’t her thing, but neither were blowjobs at work. Ashton turned away when Charlotte threw her bra off, worried she would catch her staring.
When she gathered the courage to turn around, she marveled at her friend’s body. The blue and white striped bikini suited her thin frame and the top barely contained her.
“Hey, will you tighten the string in the back for me?” Charlotte asked.
Ashton tiptoed to her, afraid a noise might scare off something so pretty. Charlotte’s perfume filled her senses as her fingers fumbled over the tie string. Her skin was so soft. A small group of freckles sat just above the back string of her bikini, and she needed every restraint not to lean over and plant a small kiss on them. “Ready?” Charlotte turned and bounced in front of her, sending another jolt through her body. “Oh, I love your bathing suit. If I had an ass like yours, I’d wear that too,” Charlotte said with a giggle.
You’re perfect and I wouldn’t change anything about you.
Ashton smiled and pushed her thoughts back. “Thanks. It’s big, but the boys like it.” She patted her ass. “Maybe girls too?” Charlotte looked at her strangely.
“Oh wow. I need to go to the bathroom. One sec.” Ashton hurried across her room and shut the bathroom door behind her. Taking a deep breath, she stared in the mirror. “Way to be subtle. What the fuck, girl.” She collected her thoughts as Charlotte’s body infiltrated her mind, but finally composed herself before they left for the pool.
The summer sun was mild, but she spent most of the afternoon watching Charlotte put on sunscreen. Pale redheads and the sun didn’t mix, so Ashton waited to rub down her back.
“Do you mind getting my back? Sunburns super suck for me.”
Finally.
“Yea, no problem.” Ashton got up from the lounger and sat behind Charlotte, keeping herself under control as she spread the lotion on her.
“So, spill the tea. What’s up with Calvin?” Charlotte asked.
“Well, we may have messed around a little at work the other day,” Ashton said.
“Nice. Did y’all make out in the breakroom?”
“Sort of.” She giggled as she rubbed her fingers over Charlotte’s shoulders and down the side of her freckled arms.
“Sort of? C’mon. Tell me.”
“We did more; a lot more.” She moved back to her lounger, worried her hands were too close to massaging more of Charlotte than she bargained for. “I may have given him a blowjob.”
“Are you fucking serious?”
Ashton sat up and looked around as Charlotte covered her mouth. Families swam nearby, and she didn’t mean to be that loud. “Oh shit, sorry. You put it in your mouth?” She looked around after she whispered.
“Yea, in the storeroom. You’re the one that asked if he was adventurous,” Ashton said with a smirk.
“Holy shit. I thought he felt you up or something, but a blowjob?”
“Don’t make me feel bad, geez. I liked it and you wanted to know.” She grabbed her phone and scrolled through her messages, not liking Charlotte’s reaction.
“Sorry. I’m just shocked. I couldn’t do that at work. Hell, I’ve only done it once, period. No, twice, sorry. I forgot one.” She was looking off in the distance, deep in thought, and Ashton laughed.
“What?”
“You don’t know how many dicks you sucked?” Ashton asked.
“Well, one didn’t count, not really.”
“How does it not count?” The sun beat down on them now in the later afternoon, so she grabbed a shirt and hid under the umbrella.
Charlotte looked around and glanced in the distance again. “It’s hot. You want to go in and come back later?”
“That’s fine, but I want to hear about this almost blowjob.”
“Stop it.” She swatted at Ashton but missed as they gathered their things.
The cool air in her apartment greeted them as they walked in. With a flourish to make Charlotte laugh, Ashton did a twirl and landed on the couch, her shirt flying up to expose her bikini bottom. Her friend fell on the couch next to her.
“So, you and Calvin are a thing now?”
“No, not if by thing you mean a couple. We’re just having fun.”
Charlotte sat up on the couch and pulled her long t-shirt over her knees. “I don’t know if I could do that. I need a boyfriend.” She made a pouty face at Ashton.
“Why?”
“For cuddles and stuff. Guys aren’t into that after hot sex in the storage room.”
Ashton laughed. “Well, you can do that another time, right? If he came over, he would totally hold me while we watched a movie.”
“And how long would you let him watch a movie, BJ Queen?” Charlotte asked with a smile.
Ashton kicked her softly before reaching up and pulling her down to her.
“Stop! You’re molesting me.” Charlotte fought as Ashton tickled her until she collapsed on her, laying between her legs. “Meanie.”
“Stop it. I’m not mean. Tell me about the almost blowjob.” Charlotte’s breasts mashed into her body as she raised her head.
“Fine. If you tell anyone, I’ll beat your ass.” She rolled her eyes before she started. “He wasn’t super experienced and I’m still not, but we were making out and I let him feel me up. It was getting hot, so I thought I was going to be brave and take his penis out. Things were good until I decided I would suck him. When I put my tongue on the tip, he came. Just like that. All over my face.”
Ashton belly laughed. “Oh god. Did you kick his ass?”
“I mean, no. He freaked out. I was fine. I kind of liked it. Maybe.”
“On your face?”
“I mean, yea. It’s dirty, so I felt naughty. I don’t know. It isn’t a big deal. Maybe if he was more in charge when he did it, but he just ran away.”
Dirty. In Charge.
The storeroom and Calvin’s dick in her mouth took over her thoughts as Charlotte laid back into her. It was now or never, she convinced herself.
“I have an idea. You could have fun with guys and I’ll be in charge.” Ashton squeezed her, making her laugh more.
“I don’t think you understood what I was saying,” Charlotte said as she adjusted her head and looked back at Ashton.
“I think I do.” She slid her hands around Charlotte’s waist and moved them up her bare belly until the bottom of her bikini was just above her wandering hands.
Charlotte startled. “What are you doing, Ashton?” She looked confused, but she didn’t make her stop.
“Just touching you. You’re going to let me touch you, aren’t you, Charlotte? Don’t disappoint me.”
Charlotte’s breathing changed as Ashton slid her hands over her bikini top, cupping her large tits in her hands. “You don’t want me to be upset with you, do you?” “I don’t think–”
“Answer me, Charlotte.” She squeezed her big tits, making her whimper.
“No. I don’t want to upset you.” Her mouth was trembling when Ashton lowered her head and kissed her.
“See, if you don’t upset me, then you get kisses and cuddles. That’s what you want, isn’t it?” She moved Charlotte’s bikini top down and massaged her tits under her t-shirt.
“Yea, I want that.” She arched her back and put her hand over Ashton’s. “I want that a lot.”
Ashton kissed her again. “Why are your nipples so hard? Don’t make me ask twice.”
She swallowed before responding. “Because I’m horny. You,” she paused. “You’re making me horny.”
With Charlotte’s nipples poking between her fingers, Ashton squeezed and forced another whimper.
“You wanted this, prancing around me in your little bikini. I bet you were thinking of Calvin’s dick too.” She pulled on her nipple; Charlotte let out a moan.
“I want to see his penis in your mouth,” she said to Ashton.
She squeezed her nipples again. “Penis?”
Charlotte writhed under her hands. “His cock. I want to see his cock in your mouth. Did you let him cum all over you? I bet you did.” She gripped her thighs and pushed back into Ashton.
“He came in my mouth, which is what he’s going to do to you. I’m going to watch him too.” She slid her hands from her breasts down her belly.
“Okay. I’ll do it if you’re with me,” Charlotte said. “Keep touching me. I want another kiss.” She was under control completely, with little effort.
Aston kissed her again, letting their tongues meet as she teased her bikini line with her fingers. “Do you have pretty red hair under here?”
Charlotte nodded as Ashton ran her fingers under the small bikini, finding a small tuft of hair over her pussy. She smiled as Ashton ran her fingers through the small curls to her wet lips.
“Keep it like this so I can play with it. You aren’t allowed to shave it like mine. You have permission to trim and keep it pretty for me. Understood?”
“Yes ma’am. I will.”
“Good girl. You want my fingers inside of you?”
Charlotte nodded again as Ashton pushed one finger into her wet folds, making her gasp.
“Pretty girl. You are horny. How bad do you want to cum?”
“Bad, real bad. I want you. I want Calvin’s cock too. Make me have an orgasm.”
Ashton moved her hand out from under Charlotte’s bikini and playfully smacked her pussy.
“You can have orgasms yourself. I make you cum. Understood?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
“Good. Pull your shirt up so I can see your pretty tits and tell me what you want again.”
The order wasn’t hard to follow; Charlotte pulled her shirt over her tits, while Ashton moved her hand back to her pussy.
“Make me cum. I want to cum.”
She was beautiful. Her pale body out of control, her moans filling the room. Ashton admired her bouncing tits as she rubbed her clit furiously. “You’re so pretty. We’re going to have so much fun. Cum on my fingers. Be a good girl.”
That pushed her over. Charlotte dug her fingers into Ashton’s thighs as she let out a long moan and her body shook in her grasp.
Charlotte shook and cried out before she collapsed into Ashton, her head on her chest. Her breathing heavy. Ashton planted kisses on her head as she held her. Exhausted, she laid on her without talking, just their breathing filled the room.
“I’ve never done that in front of anyone, especially a girl,” Charlotte said, holding tight to Ashton.
“Let’s do a lot of first things together then, okay?” Ashton asked.
“Okay. I will with you.”
“Then speaking of firsts,” Ashton pushed Charlotte off her and threw her own shirt off, her small tits still hidden by her bikini. She pulled it away to let Charlotte see her hard nipples. “Kiss down my belly.”
Charlotte looked up at her, her tits still exposed. “What do you mean?”
“I mean kiss down my belly like a good girl. Go on.”
Charlotte swallowed hard and kissed just under her top. Small, hesitant kisses down her stomach. When she reached her belly button, she paused. “Why did you stop?” Ashton ran her fingers through her red hair.
“Do I need to go lower?” She placed her hand on the inside of Ashton’s thigh.
“Don’t you want to make me happy?”
“Yea, but I don’t know how to do that.” She teased her finger on the edge of her bikini.
“Do what?” Ashton asked as she rubbed Charlotte’s head harder, letting her fingers pull her hair slightly.
“Kiss you there?”
“Kiss me where?”
“Your vagina.” Charlotte cupped her hand over it, sending a shock through Ashton’s stomach.
She pulled her hair, making her whimper again. “My what?”
“Your pussy. I don’t know how to kiss your pussy.”
“Don’t you want to learn?”
“Yes ma’am.” She scooted lower, her face in between her legs.
Ashton moved her bikini over, showing her wet lips. Charlotte’s eyes locked on her clean-shaven pussy before she finally looked back up at her.
“Go on. You’ll figure it out.” She smiled down as she pushed her face into her. Charlotte’s tongue softly massaged her lips as Ashton leaned back on her couch, enjoying her new friend.
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