Chapter 1
Ashley's Awakening
Ashley Dawn, a sweet young woman in her mid-twenties. Standing at 5"6' with a beautiful 34B-22-34 athletically sexy figure, smooth white, creamy skin. Her firm boobies stand proudly out, while her bubble butt is high, gently tapering down to her long sexy legs. She knows she drives men wild just by walking by. She knows the effect her body has, breaking down their defences. Her sexual awakening began when she turned eighteen. She is reminiscing about those times not too long ago when she had her first sexual encounter with a man. More of a man/boy at the time but what a wonderful lover he was. She had lost her innocence to him on her birthday itself. She didn't want to wait a second longer to experience what she had been fantasizing about for a couple of years when masturbation was the only way of release for her.
Ashley smiles as her memories take her back to that wonderful day. It was her eighteenth birthday and a party had been organized by her friends, out of town. It was a short, one hour drive to the beach party venue. A magnificent beach house, the type you see in movies. White, lots of glass, large open spaces, a swimming pool, pool table, many bedrooms and of course, there are the butlers and housekeepers about. Being her special day, a limousine picked her up, along with a few friends. John Gabriel had arranged for everything. John was born with a silver spoon and everything is taken care of. He had taken a fancy to Ashley but was always too shy to fully express himself. He had heard that Ashley was turning eighteen and decided to take the chance. He organized everything and hoped to spend more time with her in order to get to know her better.
He is a sensitive person. Considerate and passionate. He is one of those blessed with money, intelligence and Adonis-like good looks. He visits the gym regularly and keeps his 6-foot frame in perfect shape. Muscles rippling but not large and bulging. His six pack and pecs drives women to fantasize longer than usual about the things men can do ...
Both John and Ashley decided on something casual. John had on a fitting t-shirt which shows off his well-toned body. Long, loose cotton pants with white sneakers. Ashley put on a short dress, floral print. She wore her bikini swimsuit as her underwear, knowing full well that she may be thrown into the water. The bikini is also of floral print and is made of very thin, elastic material. It would hardly hide her curves, especially if it gets wet. John had arrived and was waiting for her downstairs in his SUV. During the drive, they had a chance to chat and Ashley reached out to hold his hand. He smiled shyly and this made her heart race even faster. They had much in common, enjoying many similar things. She loves the sea, has dreamed of being a dolphin. John loves water, whether the sea, rivers, lakes and even swimming pools and waterparks. He likes most things elemental. Prefer to spend his time in natural surroundings rather than the concrete jungle now creeping to encase the world in glass, steel and human-made rock.
John also has a secret hobby, unknown to anyone else. Ashley would be the first and only person to know of this. Time would tell. Time and trust would allow many wonderful things to happen. To bring about a bond of sharing, closer than any two persons could share.
During the drive, Ashley felt a closeness to John like she has never felt with anyone before. It feels like she has known him her entire life. Like he had been there all the while but she didn't know where he was although she could sense his presence. Something beautiful grows in her heart. She felt a tingle run down her spine and a warmth enveloping her entire being. John held her hand a little tighter and she calmed down, taking a deep breath and smiled warmly at him. His eyes twinkled as he looked at her and she calmed down further. She knew this was going to be an exciting time together with him. She felt safe and warm. She felt as if she was home. It had all happened so fast though. Within that hour in the car. How could it be possible. She must be out of her giddy mind. Yeah ... that must be it. Giddy with excitement, woozy from his cologne, feeling high from his presence and heady from the luxury of it all. It is a beautiful car, with all the bells and whistles one could have installed in such a vehicle. They finally arrive at the beach house. She gasped at the view before her. The house, framed by a beautiful sunset-red sky behind. The sea lapping on the beach, warmly beckoning her into the water. They were the first to arrive. John parked the car and they made their way inside, hand in hand. How was this even possible. An hour ago, they hardly knew each other. Things are moving way too fast somehow. Could it be because of the long build-up they had? Having known each other for slightly over 12 months, yet never coming close. Thinking of each other but never found the chance or opportunity to get closer. Her heart was beating fast, he had calmed her down, but now, she finds her heart racing again. The scene before her is just breathtaking. Nothing had prepared her for this. John was indeed attractive in all ways.
In a short while, they were sipping champagne and completely relaxed on the large sofa in the middle of the house. The fireplace crackled softly, heating up the large house sufficiently, even only on a small burn. Ashley could feel the champagne in her blood, rising to her head. Her cheeks flushed a pinkish hue. There were some audurbs to ensure hunger pangs don't strike. Dinner would be served in a while. None of the guests had arrived and Ashley had wondered whether they had gotten the date wrong. After a few more drinks, Ashley didn't care less. She had a wonderful dinner with John. The kitchen serving up a most scrumptious meal. She thought for a while about the other guests, her friends, but soon was engaged in conversation with John again. She could hardly take her eyes off of him. He looked at her intently every time while they talked, paying full attention to her. His gaze would only be broken when he blinked. Then, she could have sworn that she saw a twinkle in his eyes. More than once. No matter. She would enjoy the evening nevertheless, with or without her friends. John was sufficient company and her heart raced for him.
After dinner, they came to sit at the fireplace again, chatting casually about all and everything. His hand came down over hers on her lap. Ashley gasped slightly at the warm touch. He was gently caressing her hand. Moving slowly up her forearm and then back down to the tips of her fingers. His touches were sending small electric jolts through her young body. She sips a little more of the champagne. She tilts her head back. The action thrusts out her beautiful breasts, almost as an offering to John who looked at her longingly. He then moves to sit behind her and she rests her head on his chest and shoulder. He has his arms around her waist, holding on to her like he would never let her go. She is feeling giddy from being in his embrace. An erotic high is running through her body, starting from her already wet pussy. She had never felt this way with anyone before. It is her birthday and she is now of legal age to do whatever she wants. Sexually free to explore. The thought excited her even more as she melts into John's arms. Her little dress had ridden way up, exposing her creamy white thighs and long legs to his gaze. He licks his lips, wanting to have them on every inch of her sultry body.
John whispers in her ear ... "Let yourself go ..." The words seem to permeate through her entire being causing her to lose her inhibitions almost instantly. The only thing she could think of right now is, "What the fuck is going on? Why am I losing control to this hot hunk just hugging me like this?" John pulls her closer to him somehow and she responds by turning around to plant a moist wet kiss on his lips. He is gentle. Lip to lip, tenderly at first, gently sucking. Tongues begin to explore as their lips part wider. They are fully frenching in a moment or two. Tongues and lips exploring every inch they can reach, tasting the sweetness and yearning for the closeness. John's hands move up her body to cup her breasts, rubbing them gently. She unbuckles her bra and he pulls them loose, exposing her breasts to the touch of her cotton dress. The material stimulates her nipples John moves her boobs gently left and right, brushing the thin material against her sensitive nipples. He continues to massage and move her breasts to stimulate her as much as possible.