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Last weekend, I dove into the bag of summer clothes beneath my bed; it’s easy to store tiny, revealing clothes because they take up far less room than big coats, sweaters, and jeans. For summertime and the warmer spring days leading up to it, I generally don’t wear much more than something that covers my nipples and ass. There’s nothing like the feeling of showing off a little side or under boob to announce the change of seasons!  When I think about the sun shining brightly, nothing comes to mind faster than donning a string bikini at the beach.

But here’s the crazy thing about my scantily clad summer attire: I like it best when it’s strewn about on the ground. When there’s such a beautiful view outside, why would any man want to be at home with his bitchy wife and unruly kids?  Simply put, when it’s warm, you’re outside. And that means you’re guaranteed to see more hot girls like Yours Truly.

Hot season also means that after ogling me, you’ll pretend you’re fucking me when your cock is actually inside your chubby wife. As the saying goes, “Sun’s out, guns out.” Well, triple down on that for me because I come equipped with some breathtaking breasts. And I love putting them on display for you!

However, I don’t want you to simply gawk at them. I want you to taste them. Touch them. Feel my fingers course through the hair on the back of your head as your lips meet my bosom, forming a suction seal on them. Suck away, babe. These tits are here to please you. I’ve kept them cooped up for too long behind winter doors. The time for hibernation is over.

I promise you’ll be like a kid in a candy store, not able to take in both of my succulent melons fast enough. You’ll bury your face in my bosom, showing me how badly you want me. I know how much of a boob guy you are. You can caress and worship my tits all you want.

But let me remind you…my backside is just as enticing!

Call me. The sun is out.

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I’m Always Down for Quenching my Thirst

Best phone sex Ashlee 866-6052544I’m on my knees before you; your ass is planted comfortably on the couch. It excites you to see me reach for your belt buckle and start to pull it open. Next, I unbutton your blue jeans and unzip your fly. Your raging erection is causing me to work harder to undo your pants, but it’s a labor of love for us both. Finally I liberate your cock and pull your jeans down to your ankles. Your beautifully stiff cock is a site for sore eyes. “I missed your cock, babe. I really don’t like it when I don’t get to feel you inside me for a while.”

“I’m sorry, Ashlee. I miss you too.”

“Then why has it been so long?” You pause; you’re about to answer when I squint my eyes just a little and smile, letting you know that I’m just teasing you. You never have to apologize to me. I’m always here for you on your terms, baby. I take the tip of your cock—only about half of the head—between my wet lips and suck for a few seconds and then pull away culminating in a brief sucking sound. “That’s my good morning kiss to you, my dear,” I say as I cup your balls with my hand.

You felt a warm, tingling sensation when my hand started to apply pressure to your balls. You feel me begin to spread wet lube all over your scrotum. I regard your balls as sacred. They are like precious jewels, something to behold (or be held, wink*). I fondle them for a minute as I stare into your eyes.

“Babe, I’m going to make you cum in spectacular fashion tonight.” I say.

“Ashlee, nobody can make me cum like you can.”

I reward you for stating the obvious by pushing my mouth down onto your cock. My lips wrap tightly around your shaft, followed by the quivering vibration that sends your balls into overdrive.

You pump my mouth by thrusting your hips forward. You grab onto my hair to brace yourself.  I can tell you’re close by how powerful your lunges into my throat have become. Your cock tenses up, your eyes roll back as a wild explosion of hot cum shoots down my throat.

“This is just one of the ways in which I enjoy making you cum, my love. Now you can just lay back and enjoy the aftershocks of how I just rocked your world. I’ll just suck on something else big and juicy until you are ready to go again.”

Has your world been rocked lately?

If not,..

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Throwback Thursday: (Spring) Fever

Welcome to my first “Throwback Thursday”. You may have noticed that I recently have not been posting as often as I typically like to. Rest assured, I have fathoms of fantasies and experiences yet to still share with you and no shortage of delicious desire to do so. At the moment, however, my attentions need to be on picking a laptop to replace my beloved machine that has held all of my erotic secrets and digital escapades for so many years. As you know, I am a woman of particular tastes, and when it comes to finding the right tool for the job, I settle for nothing less than the best.

So please bear with me as I decide on a worthy successor to continue with, and in the meantime, enjoy one of my favorite Spring memories…

I'll give you fever...It’s that special time of year, when the golden poppies can be seen dancing in the gentle spring wind. Everything (including me!) is in full bloom. It’s that time when layers of cozy winter clothes begin to come off, and the windows can be opened once again to feel the fresh dewy breeze caress my supple skin. As you know, many things can easily ignite my arousal, and lingering languidly on a warm spring afternoon is most certainly one of them.

I am lavishing there, with the warm rays of sunshine bronzing my smooth skin and the sweetly scented breeze gently rustling my hair. Almost glowing, you watch as I stretch slowly like a minx in front of the open window, my curves are accentuated with each sensual movement. You slide up behind me and trace your finger slowly down my neck, leaning in to place a soft kiss at the nape. With your hands on my shoulders you feel my body slightly shudder – you know exactly how sensitive I am there and the instant thrill your kiss would send tingling through my body.

I let out a small moan and attempt to turn and kiss you, but you strengthen your grip on my shoulders to keep me facing away. “No…” you whisper softly in my ear as the warm breeze turns into a gust. I relax my shoulders and give in to your slight demand – knowing that giving you the reigns always leads to a fulfilling reward. Your lips move lower, brushing again against the soft curve of my slinky neck and gingerly move downward as I feel your hands slide around to cup my warm sun-kissed breasts. You hold them firmly, lifting them ever so slightly to feel their weight and you let out a moan of your own. Slowly you slip one hand down, letting your fingers trace faintly over my flat tummy to the warm mound between my fleshy thighs. With knowing fingers you easily find my clit and begin outlining gentle circles, feeling it begin to plump with desire.

“Do you know what you do to me?” you ask, as you feel my heightened rousing and your tender patience begin to give way to yearning desire. Before the words have even left your lips, your fingers glide swiftly down and into my tightness. I answer you with a gasp, and feel you press your hard cock against me. I spread my legs in an unspoken command and you begin to finger me harder and deeper, while intensifying your grip on my breast. With your fingertips you start to instinctively roll my taut nipple in one hand while simultaneously fingering me and brushing your thumb against my clit. I want you so deeply inside me, but I’m unable to hold out any longer from the rhythmic way you are working my body so completely. With your fingers inside me you begin to feel me quiver and cum before I can even utter a sound. I clench around you again and again, and you feel that distinct wave of wetness. Now it is you that can hold out no longer. Bending me over you press the head of your shaft between my sweet lady lips and enter me with determination.

I cry out at the initial penetration of your rock hard cock driving deep into me. Still in the throes of bliss, I nearly climax again as you begin to charge more rapidly. I grasp at the windowsill as you hold my hips firmly and thrust yourself again and again into my velvet depths. You bring a hand around again and begin rubbing my clit in perfect rhythm with your thrusts, and I feel you bend forward slightly, your hot breath against my back coming in quick gasps. “Ashlee…” you moan in a longing voice, but before you can finish your thought I tighten myself around you and you can’t take it another moment. Sinking deep into my now soaked pussy you feel that unmistakable surge come pouring forth as you begin to pump wave after wave of hot cum into me. Knowing you are filling me is all it takes for me to peak into another glorious orgasm. My body is now beginning to tremble from the pure ecstasy that only you can bring me to. Slowly, your balls empty completely into me, and our matched passion leaves a glistening trail of your cum and my sweet juices trickling down my thigh. As you delicately pull out, you can’t help but smile at the way it glistens in the spring sunshine…

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Something in the Spring Air

Naughty Ashlee - Your Only DesireIt’s a sweetly scented April Day. It rained a little before the sun decided to peek out for a short visit. The sun’s rays have penetrated the jasmine blooms and they’re looming through the air in the most sensual fashion. The fragrance is intoxicating as it glides freely through the gorgeous city skyline. It wraps me like a blanket and makes me feel dewy all over.

The moisture is everywhere and the humidity is high. It’s under my sun-kissed skin. The back of my neck is hot under the weight of my long raven hair. It’s quickly losing its glossy perfection and becoming tousled and a tad wavy. It’s that just-fucked calling card that makes people take a second glance as I saunter by and turn the corner onto your street. But I haven’t been fucked. Not just yet.

Perhaps they’re noticing the flush in my cheeks, the beguiling bounce of my ass, or the horny haze of anticipation and lusty rush of arousal in my eyes. Maybe it’s the way I’m walking, taking the opportunity to press my thighs together as I slow my pace just enough to feel the deep throbbing between my creamy thighs. I’m even enjoying the way my sheer white panties ride tightly against the curve of my slit. They’re cut high over the apple bottom swell of my ass, and I can feel the humid night breeze under the short hem of my skirt. The snug crotch of my panties is nestled firmly in between my swollen pussy lips, rubbing back and forth against my clit as I walk, teasing me and keeping me constantly aware of my own sexuality.

Inspired, I reach into my tiny purse, finding my cell phone before ducking in between two buildings. The alleyway is dark and damp. It’s altogether a bit unsavory, but I don’t care. I can feel my silky thigh highs becoming snugger against my legs as I lean against the dirty wall and push the phone beneath my skirt, pulling the soaked fabric of my panties aside to expose my wet fruit cage for the lens.

I hear the click of the camera as I slowly blow a bubble with my pink, cherry flavored gum. I take a few more shots as I slide my fingers along my ripe, smoothly shaven lips. I push a finger or two inside, feeling the familiar gush of anticipation. I’m dripping sex while my juicy honey hole is pulsing wildly around my fingers. My pussy is contracting like a carnivorous, little flower that frantically needs its fix. I wait. I wait for you.

The bubble pops as I decide on the best picture to send you. When I’m satisfied, I attach it to a quick text that’s right to the point.

“Meet me at your place; your slut cums in five.”

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Your Secret Girlfriend

You’re behind me, exploring my ass with your tongue, which always leads to you lying on top of me in the middle of the king size bed as you make love to me. I love having sex missionary style because it allows us to stare into each other’s eyes. But as much as that excites me, when I want you to make sweet passionate love to me, I prefer facing you. I want you to see the expression on my face evolve from enthusiasm, to pleasure, to passion. When my eyes roll back in my head and I’m biting my bottom lip, I’ve reached a point where I’m no longer in control of the timing of my orgasm. When that happens, I am totally under your spell and in that moment, I feel like I’m your possession.

But I think you know me well enough to know that I also like the feeling of being in control. I’m not a whips and chains kind of girl — though I have put the heel of my stiletto in a ball sac or two, upon request, of course wink*. I also do not dominate men with any form of severe physical force (unless you ask nicely). My general approach to taking ownership over you is to invade your mind through your cock, and then to reprogram you into fixating on me, and only me. All of this will happen before I even announce my thoughts aloud. I’m the “cock whisperer”.

Back to you being on top of me in that king size bed…

We’re staring into each other’s eyes, enjoying each other’s hold over the other. We truly are a beautiful combination, fitting as perfectly as your cock fits inside my pussy. I feel you push forward into me until your entire cock is deep inside. It makes me so wet to feel your chest against my tits. We spread cherry lubricant on our bodies so that we can slide against each other smoothly, making that luscious slick sound as flesh suctions against flesh. It accentuates an already heavenly experience into something neither of us ever thought possible. It’s in intense moments like these when I’m so grateful to have met you and to have become such an integral part of your life. Thank you for finding me. We are quite a pair.

Yes, you whisper sweet nothings in my ear in the beginning, but as much as you want to be sweet, and romantic, your breathing always becomes faster and heavier, which tells me that you’re losing the ability to formulate thoughts, let alone articulate sentences. Your voice gets louder, your words are repeating themselves, “Oh my God, oh my God!” It’s only a few minutes before neither of us can stand the buildup any longer. We moan aloud in harmony, and then you scream “Ahhhhhhhh!!!!!” as we both cum forcefully and gloriously.

Interludes like this one are only possible because of the intangibles. My voice is the hottest of any female on the planet. My tits are absolutely perfect: size, shape, and glow. My thighs inspire the engine in your balls to produce enough cum to feed a small army. But all of that is not enough to create what we have. It’s because of how you feel about me and how close we have grown to one another.

I love feeling close to you.

I love being your secret girlfriend.

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