My cock throbbed and got hard again in no time. It pressed firmly against her pussy, with only the thin purple lace panties between us. The soft fabric felt smooth and warm on my shaft, brushing and rubbing against it every time she shifted even a little.
I could feel how soaked her panties were. The lace was damp and clinging to her puffy lips, the heat of her arousal radiating through the material. She seemed just as horny as I was, her body yearning for my cock.
"Are you a virgin?" she asked, her voice low and curious. Her face was so close to mine that I could feel her warm breath mixing with my own. My cheeks burned hot with embarrassment.
"W-why do you want… to know?" I stammered, barely able to speak properly.
She didn't answer with words. Instead, she reached down with one soft hand and wrapped her fingers gently around my erect cock. Her palm was warm and smooth as she gave it a slow, teasing squeeze, her thumb brushing over the sensitive head.
"You know what? It doesn't matter," she whispered confidently, her eyes locked on mine.
"Because you won't forget this day ever." Her words made my throat go completely dry.
My cock pulsed hard in her hand, twitching with every slow stroke she gave me. The lace of her panties was still pressed against me, soaked and warm, the thin fabric doing almost nothing to hide how wet and ready her pussy was.
Her face moved closer and closer until her soft lips reached my ear. She gently bit down on my earlobe, not hard enough to hurt, but firm enough to send a spark of excitement straight through me.
My body flinched at first, surprised by the sudden touch. But the feeling quickly turned into something unexpectedly pleasurable. At the same time, her warm hand kept stroking slowly up and down my entire length. The cum from earlier had made her palm slick and slippery, letting her hand glide smoothly over my throbbing shaft and swollen head without any effort.
She nibbled on my earlobe again, her teeth grazing the sensitive skin while her tongue flicked lightly against it. Waves of pleasure rushed through my body, making it harder and harder to control myself. My cock twitched strongly in her hand, leaking more pre-cum that mixed with the mess already there.
Knock! Knock!
A sudden knock on the door made me jump. I tried to sit up quickly, my heart racing in panic. But Ashley's hand pressed firmly against my chest, stopping me midway and pushing me back down.
"It's probably Mr. Joffrey." she said calmly sitting back on me. I let out a shaky sigh of relief when I realized it was just her old butler. But that didn't make the situation any less dangerous.
I was lying here with my pants open, cock hard and throbbing in her, while someone was right outside the door.
Ashley rose from me with quiet elegance, her massive breasts swaying heavily as she stood up. They jiggled lewdly from side to side, full and unrestrained, the soft, heavy flesh bouncing with every small movement like two ripe melons. Her dark pink nipples stood out stiff and proud.
"Come in." she said calmly, without any hesitation, like she wasn't standing there half-naked. Her bare breasts were completely exposed, round and heavy, while her soaking wet purple lace panties clung to her pussy, the dark wet spot clearly visible between her thighs.
I quickly scrambled to my feet, my heart pounding as I realized I was still lying there with my erect cock out in the open. My hands shook as I grabbed my pants and tried to zip them up fast. It was difficult as my cock was still rock-hard and throbbing, making it painful to force it back inside. The head kept catching on the zipper, leaking pre-cum and making everything slippery.
Click!
The doorknob turned. I stood up straight as fast as I could, trying to look normal. My cock was still too hard and peeked out a little from the top of my pants, so I quickly pulled my shirt down to hide it. I prayed Mr. Joffrey wouldn't notice the obvious bulge or the wet spot on my clothes.
The door swung open slowly, and there stood the old butler, Mr. Joffrey. His hair was a neat mix of black and white, and he had a thick, well-trimmed beard and moustache that matched. He wore his usual long, crisp black coat that looked perfectly ironed, the kind butlers in fancy houses always wore.
He had his usual sincere and calm expression on his face, standing politely in the doorway. His eyes didn't widen or look surprised at all, even though Ashley was standing there half-naked.
He just stood there unfazed by the half naked woman in front of him.
"I'm sorry for disturbing you, Miss Ashley. I have brought the thing you ordered." He said in his calm, measured voice, bowing his head slightly.
'What is she planning?' I thought, standing there frozen and confused. My heart was still racing from everything that had just happened. I couldn't imagine what she had asked him to bring.
"Perfect timing, Mr. Joffrey, as always. Thank you for bringing it to me. You can put it on the table." Ashley replied smoothly, her voice calm and confident now, like nothing unusual was going on. She sat back down on the edge of the bed, her bare breasts jiggling softly with the movement.
"Miss Ashley, I'm just doing my job. You don't need to thank me." he answered politely, his tone steady and professional. He walked over to the small table near the door and placed something down, but I couldn't recognise from afar.
"I'll take my leave then." he said, bowing once more before turning and quietly shutting the door behind him.
To be continued…
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