The first time I ever laid eyes on Ashley I was attracted to her. And not just in a physical sense either. Sure, she was easy to look at, beautiful in fact. But there was something about the way she smiled at me the first time we ever noticed one another that told me this was a woman I truly wanted to come to know better.
Ashley had just started work for the company that was next door to where I worked. For several days we would sometimes bump into one another, say "hello", but it was never really more than that in the beginning.
Like I said, just seeing her, seeing that warm welcoming smile in the morning put a hitch in my giddy-up! An attractive blonde with eyes that could make you melt whenever she looked at you, it was hard not to focus on another of her more attractive features. Ashley was very well endowed! The fact that she had fairly large breasts was simply icing on the cake as far as I was concerned. More than enough to make any man drool over, but I was careful to always wipe my mouth off whenever I saw her before she knew I was drooling!
As the days passed we became more and more friendly with one another, taking the time to learn about one another, eventually even going to lunch together on occasion where we began to share even more. There was very little we couldn't or wouldn't discuss, which was extremely refreshing. To learn that Ashley and I shared similar interests, were both pretty open minded about life in general, which included a few sexual topics we'd allowed ourselves to explore in discussion with one another, made for an interesting friendship.
Though I had certainly entertained some fairly lusty thoughts regarding her, I'd managed to keep most of those to myself. Sure, we flirted, joked and teased one another on occasion, something we both enjoyed doing. But I knew it was nothing more than that. Simple sometimes naughty fun between friends.
One particular afternoon we'd gone to lunch together. Ashley wanted to stop by her house briefly to pick up something as I tagged along. Showing me around, introducing me to her adorable Jack Russell terriers, we spent a few moments together until it was time to leave. Quite by accident, I had stood figuring Ashley was going one way, and I another. As it turned out, we all but collided with the firmness of those beautiful breasts coming into direct contact with one hand while I made a feeble attempt to regain my balance, reaching out and accidentally brushing against the front of her chest. Embarrassed initially, I didn't really know what to say, quickly lowering my hand and apologizing to her. Ashley merely laughed, easing my discomfort.
"See? I told you, they really are real!" she said teasingly. "I never doubted they weren't!" I replied still feeling the warmth bathing my cheeks. "Though I'll be the first to admit Ashley, I'd love to actually see them one day."
The truth was, I doubted I ever would. But we were now close enough that I also knew a comment like that wouldn't chase her away or cause her to run screaming into the night either.
"Oh you would, would you?" she asked with that disarming smile of hers chasing away all worry and fear that I'd overstepped any boundaries here.
"Yeah, I really would."
"You don't think I'd do it do you?" she teased back once again.
Ashley was great at teasing me to death. Something we enjoyed doing more often than not. But I had no doubt that this was all it was. One of our fun banters back and forth that though suggestive, certainly fun and exciting, wasn't really going anywhere or leading towards anything.
I laughed with her. "Sure Ashley, you'd actually show me your boobs," I said with ever-growing confidence that she never would of course.
Before I was even aware of what she was doing, Ashley had lifted the lightweight sweater she'd been wearing, along with her bra. In the next instant, I was staring at the most beautiful, firm pair of breasts I had ever seen! Perfectly molded, beautifully shaped, each capped with a gorgeous light brown nipple. I was so stunned, I am sure I must have looked like an idiot standing there. Not only were her breasts wonderfully large, but so were each of those erect firm nipples.
"Oh my God Ashley!" I finally managed to breath. She was grinning. "Well, they certainly look real!" I stated appreciatively.
"I assure you Mat, they are! Go ahead, see for yourself," she added. I couldn't believe what I was hearing, or just heard. "Really?"
Ashley simply smiled and I felt myself melting into the floor before her. It was all I could do to take the two steps necessary to get close enough. When I finally did, I tentatively extended a single finger, placing just the tip of it on one of her hard swollen buds.
"Hmmm," she moaned softly.
Only then did I allow myself the incredible pleasure of actually reaching up, cupping each of those exquisite treasures within my hands.
Ashley was soft, wonderfully so. Yet so firm, so deliciously full, pliant and tender. Her flesh felt warm to the touch, and I found myself palming each of her luscious breasts, feeling the hard taut nubbins of her breasts pressed against the palm of each hand as I stood there hoping I wasn't about to waken from some dream I'd been having.
True, we were only friends, albeit good ones. Very good ones. But never in a million years would I have guessed that Ashley would have allowed me the privilege of standing here like I was, caressing and gently fondling her near perfect boobs. Which is also when I kissed her. It just seemed natural at the moment, and no doubt unexpected for either one of us. At first, she sort of flinched away though not quite distancing herself enough from me to force me to relinquish the twin prizes I'd been admiring.
Which is when she suddenly kissed me back.
It was a light, gentle exploratory kiss. Nothing to initially suggest the heat of passion I was now experiencing. That first was quick, brief, and oh so soft. When I once again leaned in closer to her, kissing her again, this time she met me halfway, though perhaps more than halfway as her chest trapped my hands against my own, forcing me to withdraw them from her breasts. I quickly encircled her waist, one hand resting on the small of her back, the other on the nape of her neck as we came together. This time our lips and tongues teasingly explored one another, playfully yet erotically, as we allowed the passion of that kiss to escalate the sensations we were both now experiencing. Finally, Ashley stepped back breaking the kiss as well as the contact we'd had.
"We don't have much time," she whispered. I was still flying too high in the clouds to fully understand what she'd just said. I figured that she needed, more likely wanted to get back to work and that it was time for us both to compose ourselves and do that.
"Ok," I said simply expecting to follow her back out to the garage towards her car. Instead, she turned towards me holding out her hand as she headed towards a short flight of stairs leading up into the sitting room above. Confused, I hurriedly joined her as she now led me into the sitting room, taking a seat upon a cozy looking couch, standing before her still somewhat bewildered as to what was actually taking place. I felt her hands quickly locate the zipper on the Levi shorts I was wearing.
One of the few things Ashley and I had briefly discussed in the past was that she was capable, and seemingly enjoyed it, deep-throating a man's prick. Something that I had myself never experienced before in my life, and was reasonably sure I never would either.
Aroused as I was, it took Ashley a brief moment to finally free my erection, almost springing out at her as she unbuttoned, unzipping my shorts allowing them to fall down around my ankles. I couldn't speak, almost afraid to do so in the event that mentioning anything to her about what was happening here might somehow cause her to change her mind.
I did however allow myself to moan as her lips suddenly encircled the head of my shaft, drawing me in.
It had been a long, long time since I'd felt a woman's lips actually surrounding my cock. But Ashley began taking even that sensation a step further. Slowly, tenderly, I felt the softness of her engulf me inch by inch until she had all but swallowed the length of my prick. I felt my knees buckle, my head swimming in delirious pleasure as I stood before her. My hands now automatically reaching out, fingers suddenly combing the softness of her hair as I attempted to steady myself, holding on for support. As I felt her mouth slowly withdraw, then once again capturing me, it was all I could do to keep from collapsing on top of her. The pleasure so intense, so near overwhelming that I wanted to scream out the joy I was feeling, worried that if I were to do so, I would again remind her of what she was doing to me, and again chase her away.
To my surprise, she continued the delicious onslaught of my prick. I knew inwardly that much more of this exquisite torture, and I would explode. There was no denying, or preventing the sensation that had already tightened my balls, alerting me to the fact that I was only moments away now from filling her mouth with the essence of my soul.
"Oh my God Ashley!" I said by way of warning, sure that sensing my impending release, she would now remove my cock from within her velvety lips. Ashley stunned me, by if anything, increasing both the tempo and pressure of her hands as well as her lips. Looking down towards her in astonished surprise, she looked up towards me, smiling, her full lips wrapped so sensuously around my manhood.