Chapter 09 – Spring Break - The Next Day
This is the direct continuation of the last chapter. Any likenesses or similarities are purely coincidental. Please read the previous chapters, if you haven't. This is a taboo topic, so I know that it is offensive to many people. The material is erotic to me because it is forbidden in society. In no way do I condone such activity. This is purely fantasy. Hope you enjoy the fantasy. Once again, I appreciate the comments and feedback of the Babydoll series. The encouragement has far and away outweighed any criticism that I have received. I really want feedback for all of the chapters. I truly think that whether positive or negative, that it leads one to become a better author.
My eyes opened as I awoke from a deep sleep. Where was I? Hmmm, I was back in my room. The last thing I remembered was being down in the basement. Had it all been a dream. Had I really been with my mother? It didn't seem real, but it had to have been.
The next thing I knew, the door to my room was opened and in came Ashley. Her 5'7'' frame was standing before me. Her long legs and slim ass were perfectly framed by a pair of faded cut-off jean shorts and those nice firm C-D full sized tits were accentuated by the white wife beater tank top she was wearing. 19 years of prime delight stood there before my sleepy eyes.
The sound of her coming up the steps is what must have woken me up. I was groggy, so I just laid down in the bed and tried to stretch myself awake. The flimsy tank top was riding up so that her belly was somewhat exposed. Man! She looked really hot standing before me.
Leaning down she looked me squarely in the eyes and kissed me softly on the lips giggling, "Good Morning Sleepy Head, I've missed you. Are you going to sleep all morning?"
I already had morning wood and now this hottie was embracing me with her taut abdomen exposed. She had this golden blonde thing going on that looked wonderful surrounding her model complexion. Instantly I went to full mast feeling the heat from my senses being stimulated by her presence.
"When did you get home?" I asked.
She smiled, "I just came in about 20 minutes ago. I had to put my stuff away and I figured you were sleeping in anyway."
(Jimmy) – "Y'all must have left pretty early."
Ash laid down next to me and rubbed my chest while responding, "Well Liz needed to get back and it's only about an hour away. So we just came straight back." Then she leaned in and kissed me again, fully on the lips. Pulling back she let me know, "You know I have really missed you, us, being together. I haven't bathed today. Then she proceeded to stand up and walk out the door."
Oh my god, this had to be a cue was all I could think. It took me back to the scene almost one year before to the day. It couldn't be. How hot would that be?
I waited a few seconds before following her. Instinct led me to her room She was sitting in front of her mirror. She was looking in the mirror, smiling, as she leisurely brushed her hair. I entered and sat down across from her. As before I asked, "Ashley you have such beautiful hair can I brush it."
She handed me the brush, as I went over and stood behind her. I slowly and gently started stroking her hair with the brush. After a couple minutes her hair was as soft as silk strands. My balls were tight and my dick was taut. I laid down the brush and began massaging her shoulders -- stroking them ever so gently and lowering my head to smell her hair.
I was awed, "Oh. Ash you are so beautiful. Your hair is so silky." Then I chuckled as I leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "Is it true, what they say about blondes having more fun?"
Ashley grinned slyly as she responded, "That's for me to know and you to find out. Isn't it? ... I'm going to go take a bath."
I knew exactly what to say. It was déjà vu in a wonderful way, "Ashley let me wash your hair. I'd love to do it. I bet it will really smell great once it's washed."
Ashley squawked, "Before I was scared, but now it is what I want."
I gulped and nodded at the inferred aggression.
Ashley led the way as I followed, mesmerized the wonderful denim covered ass sashaying before me. As she entered the bathroom, she went to the tub and turned on the water. Then she stepped back and proceeded to pull her tank top over her head exposing her wonderful jugs. She then unzipped her cut-offs and stepped out of them. She only had white silk panties on. She stepped into the tub and sat without taking her panties off.
I looked at her with wonderment, "Ashley you make my heart palpitate."
She leaned over to me saying, "thank you." Before we kissed again.
I proceeded to take some shampoo and lather up her hair. As I continued massaging her scalp, I thought of last year and all the times that we had been together. I thought of the night before with my mother. Was I stupid? All I needed was the woman before me.
My mind was steaming in the hot, humid bathroom. I had a need to see her fully nude. I asked, "Baby will you take your panties off?"
With an assured smile she responded differently this time, "For you I will." She stood and shimmied out of the silky waterlogged panties. Standing fully nude before me I was breathless at what I saw. Ashley's muff was completely bare, as if she were a pre-pubescent teen.
I stammered, "Oh my God," as my lust took me to dizzying heights. I was in awe of what stood before me. I leaned in and kissed her on the clean smooth skin.
She cooed, "You like?"
I seriously stated. "I like this way, I like the other way, I like anyway." She sat back in the water as I grabbed the soap and began lathering her body. She then took the soap from my hand and continued to wash herself as I once again began shampooing her hair. I wanted to get in the water with her and this time I asked, "Ash can I get in the water with you?"
"OK Jim, go ahead," she said in a soft tone.
I didn't have to be told twice. I pulled my t-shirt over my head and stepped out of my lounge pants, exposing my bloated cock. As she moved forward, I stepped into the tepid water and settled in behind her.
I then started washing her hair again. I massaged her scalp a little longer and then I took a cup and rinsed her hair. She then wrung the excess water from her head. When I had finished rinsing her hair, she leaned back fully into me as I kissed her forehead.
She looked back at me, "I'd like to shave you bare. Would you let me?"
The thrill entered my mind. It would feel like two first time virgins fucking. "Sure," I agreed.
When Ash stood up, the water cascaded down her shimmering body. She stepped out of the tub and walked over to the bathroom cabinet. Reaching into the drawer she gathered some shaving cream and a brand new razor. Then she came back and entered the bathtub where she requested, "Will you stand up."
As I stood, she knelt before me. My cock bounced before her face with a heartbeat of its own. She took the can and squirted some shaving gel in her hand and then began lathering it into my pubic area. I didn't need a scissor trim, because I have always groomed myself every couple of months and I didn't have a lot down there at the time.
I was a little nervous, "I've never been fully shaved down there before so please be careful."
"Don't worry. I'll be careful," she grinned in response.
Once she was satisfied with the coverage, she took the razor and gazed into my eyes. Nervously anticipating the event I meekly requested, "Be gentle now, you don't want to harm my delicate skin."
She carefully went to work making a pass rinsing the razor and repeating the process over and over. I watched as the path was cleared of both foam and hair. She gracefully guided the blade, making certain that no stray hair remained.
Slowly and deliberately she reached the point at the base of the rigid shaft, until there was no remaining hair left above my cock. She ran her fingertips over the shaved areas checking for any missed spots before moving on to the underside.
Gently, she lifted the sack of my genitals and glided the razor along the skin carefully until nary any existence of hair could be found. She had used the utmost caution to make sure not to nick the extremely delicate skin. The sac was as smooth as if no hair had ever existed there.
Taking a washcloth, Ashley rinsed away the last remnants of shaving foam. She gently fondled my now super sensitive barren genitalia with her nimble fingers as my legs turned to jelly. I almost felt reborn as the pleasure of the touch of her hands sent chills throughout my body.
"Did I do a good job?" She had to have known the expert job that she had done. I could not imagine anyone taking more time and not rushing the strokes, but I knew that she needed to be assured that I was happy with her work.
"Baby, you did a wonderful job." Her eyes left mine and traveled down my chest to the engorged monster drooling just inches from her beautiful face. She playfully slapped the bloated staff and let out a robust laugh before kissing it and giving it a couple of full strokes. I couldn't help but moan in ecstasy.