Sun rays slid through the curtains, lighting up the room. Chris shifted, slowly opening his eyes. Memories from last night flooded in. He glanced at Ashley, still asleep beside him. Her chest moved with each soft breath. Thoughts of last night rushed in - that same perfect chest, covered in Clayton's cum as Ashley moaned uncontrollably. Chris's body reacted, his stomach twisting at the same time.
As Chris struggled with these two conflicting emotions, Ashley opened her eyes and smiled at Chris watching her. Within seconds, she too remembered everything that happened last night. A mix of feelings hit her hard.
Neither said a word. The room felt full of silent emotions.
Chris coughed. "Morning," he whispered, sounding strange to himself.
"Hi," Ashley answered, her voice uncertain.
Chris's mind raced, replaying fragments of last night. Hands, glances, everything that crossed the line. He was torn between excitement and shame. Did they really go too far? Is this what he wanted?
Ashley bit her lip. Her thoughts were racing too. She felt strong yet exposed, unsure of how to handle what happened. They sat in silence until Chris spoke again.
"So..." he began, trailing off, not sure what to say.
Ashley looked at him. There was understanding in her eyes. "Yeah," she muttered. "Last night was..."
"Intense," Chris finished.
A long pause followed, both trying to find the right way to talk about what happened.
"You drank a lot. Do you remember...?" Chris stopped as Ashley's face darkened. He realized he had approached it wrong. His intention had been giving her a way out, an excuse to never repeat what happened.
"I wasn't drunk," she said firmly. Her words were soft but clear. "You told Clayton he could break our rule. And when you didn't stop him, I thought it's what you wanted." Her voice carried some frustration. She wasn't going to let Chris push the blame onto her. Like she was just some careless girl who did these things by accident.
Scenes from last night flashed in her mind. Clayton, his powerful voice, his figure. How she struggled to fit his cock into her mouth. The cock of the same man who'd been teasing her for months. It hit her, she couldn't outsmart him.
Ashley realized how everything had changed. What started as Chris's fantasy was now their reality. Heat surged between her legs. She was just as drawn to this twisted path now.
Chris watched her carefully, noticing the seriousness in her tone. He exhaled slowly. How could he tell her the truth? That this whole thing happened because of a bet with Clayton? "We... did talk about it. The no-touching rule." Memories of Clayton's hands on Ashley filled his head. The hunger in her eyes. "You looked so good, Ash. I hated the idea of sharing you, but... you looked... so good."
Ashley relaxed, her smile growing. She had feared that Chris would wake up full of regret. But instead, he admitted how turned on he was. She briefly imagined the idea of being really shared, biting her lip at the thought.
"I... I'm glad you thought that," she whispered, her cheeks flushed. "But... are you really fine with okay with what happened?"
Chris gulped, thoughts running wild. He hoped to calm Ashley and avoid an argument, yet felt torn inside. "It was... intense. Seeing you that way..." His voice faded as he struggled to voice his mixed emotions.
Ashley misunderstood his pause as approval. "So you liked it?" she asked with some uncertainty, her voice showing both hope and doubt.
Chris nodded quickly to avoid hurting her. "Yeah, it was... something," he replied, sounding more excited than he felt. Inside, guilt and jealousy battled inside him.
Ashley's heart beat faster. She was both excited and nervous about what this might mean. "So do you want to..." she began but couldn't finish.
Chris, feeling stuck between frustration and keeping the peace, blurted out, "...make you happy," his voice tight with feelings he couldn't name.
The moment the words left his mouth, Chris knew he'd messed up. He wanted to say he cared about her overall well-being, but now it sounded like he supported more of what happened last night.
Ashley's eyes widened, filled with both excitement and caution. "Really? You'd go further with it?" Her voice trembled slightly.
Chris's head spun. He needed to regain control. But as the conversation carried on, it felt like he was thinking with something other than his mind. "We need some solid rules," his words rushed out. "Real ones. We both stick to them unless we talk first."
Ashley nodded slowly, her desire rising as memories from last night flooded her thoughts. She couldn't believe Chris was okay with it. But maybe this was always where things were headed?
"No sex," Chris said forcefully, wanting to avoid further miscommunication. That was the line they couldn't cross again. But doubt crept in - were they already too far down this road to stop?
Ashley agreed, though a mix of relief and disappointment flickered across her face. "Yes. There's still so much here I don't get. Things are already moving too fast. I don't want us to rush into something we'll regret."
Chris nodded, feeling a knot tighten in his stomach. He wanted to share the inner conflict tormenting him. At least they both agreed: no sex. But as he read the burning intensity in her eyes, the words froze in his throat.
"What... what did you like the most?" Ashley's voice was low, but he could feel the fire in it - the same fire from last night.
Chris held his breath. He hadn't thought about that yet. His body stirred as the images from before filled his mind. Ashley's moans, her words - it overwhelmed him. "I... I'm not sure. Maybe when he finished on you, the way you looked..." His cheeks flushed red. Admitting it embarrassed him.
Ashley scanned Chris's body. For a moment, she thought he was just saying what he thought she wanted. She almost considered ending this. But then she saw how hard he was proof of his feelings. He was telling the truth. She clamped her legs together, trying to control the rising heat inside her.
Her hand slid across his stomach, making his muscles tighten. Her eyes gleamed with mischief as she gripped his hardness. "You thought I looked hot? I felt so dirty."
Chris let out a soft moan, almost like a growl from deep within. His mind became foggy again, desire clouding his thinking. "You were so hot, baby. Watching you give in like that..." He gently started to move his hips. His thoughts were becoming jumbled again. The cloud of arousal clogging his rational thoughts. "You looked so hot, baby. Seeing the way you just let yourself go." Chris began rocking his hips softly. His eyes never leaving Ashley's.
Ashley licked her lips as she continued to stroke Chris. She uncovered the rest of their bodies with her free hand. "What made it even hotter was seeing the look on your face. I felt your desire even as I stroked him." Her hand snaked down his shaft over his balls. Fondling them gently before sliding back up to his shaft. "To see the way you looked at me when I touched him. God, you were so sexy, so animalistic. I love you that way."
She leaned forward and started to lick him, from the base of his shaft right up to the head. Her lips slurped up the small amount of precum already running down his shaft. "Now tell me, did you like watching me take him into my mouth? He was so forceful I could tell how excited he was about it."
She slowed her strokes, awaiting his response. Chris was still staring into her eyes, riled up beyond belief. He had to answer and for a moment he wasn't even sure if he was lying or not. "Yeah... I did. It was hot. Maybe the hottest thing I've ever seen."
She hunched forward and took his dick in her mouth, stroking him with her hand. After a few seconds, she back away, her eyes never leaving his. "Is that all you want? For me to just blow Clayton?"
He wasn't sure what she was getting at. They had just agreed on no sex. "What do you mean?"
A half-smile spread across Ashley's face as she realized the effect she was having on the man she loved. "I mean, that hardly seems fair. He gets all the attention. What about little ol' me?" Ashley mock-pouted, puffing out her bottom lip before taking his cock back into her mouth. She could already feel him pulsing. The electricity of his stare shot lightning bolts to her pussy.
"What if he wants to touch me?" Her tongue circled his head slowly as the fingers of her free hand slid down her stomach. She propped herself up on her knees to give Chris a better view.
"What if he wants to taste me?" Ashley moaned against his cock, the vibration causing him to moan with her.
"Is that what you want? For Clayton to taste you?" Chris's breathing was coming in ragged breaths now. The feel of Ashley's tongue mixed with her words was overloading his senses.