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The next few times I hung out with Ashlee, I tried to keep things nonsexual since I was genuinely afraid for her safety. We played video games one weeknight, and on the next, we sat back and watched a movie. About ten minutes into the film, she reached over and started unbuckling my trousers, so I quickly sat up and tried to tell her I wasn?t in the mood?even though that was the farthest thing from the truth.Upon hearing my response, I received a look that appeared to be a combination of hurt and anger. ?What?? she finally asked, almost offended by what I had said. ?You don?t want to have your cock sucked??Again, my policy about honesty came to the forefront as I responded, ?Of course I do, Ashlee! But I?m just a little?I don?t know! I?m a little worried!??About what?? The perturbed young woman asked as she sat up straight and tried to get to the crux of the problem. ?What the hell are you worried about?? She was quiet for a few seconds before she thought the answer had finally dawned on her as her face lit up. ?Wait just a minute! You?re not still hung up about my parents coming down here and catching us in the act or something, are you? After last weekend, I would like to think that you know nothing short of a plane crashing into this basement is going to have them down here! They respect my privacy! How much more is it going to take???It?s not your parents, Ashlee!? I firmly told her. ?I was just?I was worried about you!??Me?? The gothic babe asked as she pointed to herself. ?Why the hell would you be worried about me?? Before I could so much as mumble a response, she went on, ?The only thing you should be worried about is whether or not I?m receiving my daily dose of dick from Marcus Veovin?and may I remind you that I haven?t had it in nearly four damn days!?Putting her joking aside, I remained serious as I told her, ?I?ve just been worried about you since that little incident in your room.??What are you?? Oh my god, are you still going on about that? Marcus, I thought I told you I was just a little dizzy after that life-changing orgasm you helped me achieve! Haven?t you ever jerked it so hard that you almost passed out???Um?no.??Well, maybe it?s different for guys,? Ashlee muttered as she looked away from me momentarily. ?If anything, you should feel pretty proud that you had me reeling in such a way that I was on the cusp of passing out!??Ashlee, I don?t think it?s anything to joke about. I really care about you, and if I did something to cause you pain???Well, you?re causing me a little pain right now,? the young woman cut me off. ?I just want to pleasure you for a bit, but you?re pretty much reverse cock-blocking me.??Ashlee, I just want???Let?s just watch the movie, okay?? The brown-eyed beauty crossed her arms as she sat back on the couch and looked upset.?Ashlee???I?ve never seen this one before, Marcus. I don?t want to miss anything.?I didn?t even bother zipping back up as I listened to the frazzled female and we watched the movie in silence.********* ********* *I wasn?t sure if Ashlee even wanted to go to her winter formal, so I hadn?t bothered asking her. I probably should have since most girls enjoyed such occasions, but the raven-tressed beauty wasn?t ?most girls.? I was fairly certain she wouldn?t even have fun picking out a dress for such an occasion.As it turned out, Ashlee?s little band that she had been a part of was going to play a gig on the night of the formal in some other student?s basement. A group of ?outcasts? who had decided to not attend the dance were invited, and Ashlee was actually pretty stoked about playing.I have to admit that I was a little surprised she even invited me to the performance. I was happy to go and show my support, but after our awkward movie night, I hadn?t been expecting her to want to see much of me.There was another girl who was also in her final year at Ashlee?s school named Harley May. While Ashlee was considered part of the dark and brooding gothic crowd, Harley was somewhat of a wallflower and a nerd. When I say she was a nerd, I certainly don?t mean that in a bad way: In my opinion, nerds are some of the coolest people in the world, and I would?ve certainly classified myself as one since I preferred games that required the mind over those that required the body. I?ve also always loved studying and learning things about literature, history, and science that would make me look like a nerd to most people, but it never bothered me in the least.Sorry to go off on that little tangent that probably seems completely unrelated, but Harley fell into the category I just described?and since she was also quite timid, she didn?t get out a whole lot due to shyness. I?m pretty sure she could?ve had a ton of friends if she tried, but she just never put herself out there.Anyway, the reason I bring Harley up is because I had known her since my early years in school. I had met her in a biology class, and we talked off and on every once in a while. We probably would?ve started hanging out had I not been under the impression that she wouldn?t want to see me outside of school, but since I never realized it had anything to do with her shyness, I never bothered asking her.During my final year of schooling, we started talking a little more again, and after I graduated, she actually called me in the middle of summer to wish me a happy birthday. We would occasionally reconnect for a little bit, and the reason I brought all of this up to begin with was because she had called me and asked me ? in the most sheepish voice imaginable ? if I would want to attend the winter formal with her. She had called me at the beginning of winter, but I had kindly turned her down since things had been getting hot and heavy with Ashlee. It was one of the hardest things I had ever done because I felt bad doing it and could also tell she had summoned every ounce of her courage to ask me. I had almost considered asking Ashlee if she?d be offended in any way Bolu Escort if I went with Harley as friends, but decided I didn?t want to open that can of worms.So, why did I bring all of this up? Well, Harley May ended up attending the little get-together at the house where Ashlee?s band was playing. I was definitely surprised to see her, and when she spotted me through the sea of people gathered in the unfinished basement, I could tell that she was instantly abashed and was going to do her best to avoid me. I didn?t want that, though, so I made the effort to wade through the mass of eighteen and nineteen-year-olds to find her.?Harley!? I called out when I was only a few people away from her. ?Hey, Harley!?She finally turned and acknowledged me. I could see that her face was flushed since her skin was so fair. She really was embarrassed to see me?but she had no need to be.?Hey, Harley!? I greeted her in the kindest voice I could muster as the shouting of the teenagers around us practically drowned me out. ?How have you been???All right,? the wallflower responded as she pushed some of her blonde locks over her right ear. She readjusted her dark-rimmed eyeglasses and stared at the ground as she asked, ?How about you, Marcus???Oh, I can?t complain,? I told her as I tried to look in her beautiful, blue eyes that bordered on turquoise. She was doing her best to avoid meeting my spheres as I went on, ?I wasn?t expecting to see you at a gathering like this. Are you having fun??She simply nodded while staring off to the side.Harley May Finis was about five feet, two inches of silent beauty. She had long, straight blonde hair and fair skin. Her eyes were as bright as a clear afternoon sky, and like Ashlee, she had thin, pink lips. She was a petite young woman who carried herself by trying to avoid all contact with others. When I had seen her traversing the halls of our school in the past, she had always been the one who would clutch her books to her chest and walk with her head down. She was such a sweet girl?but was socially awkward. Her lack of friends probably made her intelligent beyond her years because she always had time to apply herself where others did not. I can?t state enough that if she was able to overcome her chronic insecurities, the spectacled girl would easily be able to bring any man to his knees. That same shyness was probably why I was so surprised to see her at this particular get-together.?How?s school going for you this year?? I asked as I took a swig of my soda. Most of the other kids in the basement were enjoying cold beers, but I had never been one for alcohol. I could see that Harley also had a soda in her hands.?Good,? she gave me a one-word answer. I had a feeling this was going to become a theme, but I didn?t mind.I knew it wasn?t exactly the time, but since the crowded basement allowed us to speak in relative privacy since everyone else was so caught up in their own conversations, I told the timid blonde, ?Harley, I?m sorry about the dance. If I?m being perfectly honest with you, I really wanted to go, but I?ve kind of been seeing someone???Ashlee???Um, yeah. How?d you know???She talks about you a lot at school,? Harley told me. ?I think she really likes you.?I felt my spirits uplifted a bit since Ashlee apparently liked me enough to tell people at the school about me.?I?m sorry if I upset her at all by asking you,? Harley suddenly apologized in a voice I barely heard. ?She never mentioned anything about the dance, and I kind of figured it was my last chance to ever go to one of them with someone I?well, I shouldn?t have asked. I?m sorry.??You have nothing to be sorry about,? I told the wallflower as I tried my best to convince her that I actually would?ve really enjoyed spending the night with her if the stars had just aligned a little differently. ?I can?t emphasize how much I would?ve loved going if things had played out in another way. I don?t want you to think I was avoiding you since I?m here and not at the dance, but as you probably could?ve guessed, formal occasions aren?t exactly Ashlee?s scenes.??No, I didn?t think they were,? Harley said with a slight giggle. There was no denying that she had one of the prettiest smiles of any woman alive.I glanced back over my shoulder and tried to spot the musical equipment that Ashlee and her friends had set up earlier. As I did so, I told Harley, ?Ashlee?s pretty excited to play tonight. Her and the other girls haven?t done a whole lot lately with their music, so I was a little surprised when this gig popped up. I?m happy for her, though: I think she really needs this.??Does her band have a name?? Harley innocently asked.I shook my head. ?No, they never decided on one. I tried to help her come up with one, but?? I cut myself off since it didn?t seem right to tell the wallflower that our brainstorming session had been cut short thanks to an abrupt make-out session.?Maybe they?ll think of something after tonight if everyone likes them,? Harley suggested.?Yeah,? I agreed, and then turned back to stare at her once more. I always felt so sorry for her when I looked at her since I knew she didn?t have a whole lot of friends. I suddenly scratched the back of my head as I offered, ?Harley, if you?d ever like to talk sometime or anything, we certainly can. Ashlee isn?t the type of girl to get jealous of me for having other female friends. She wouldn?t get mad if you and I hung out or anything.?The timid blonde answered with a nod.I was about to say more, but the loud feedback of an unchecked microphone gained the attention of everyone gathered in the basement. Someone else I had known from my school days then came to say hi to me, and after greeting her, I turned back and saw that Harley had vanished. I did my best to relocate her, but I felt that she was still just too embarrassed to be around the guy who had shot her down. It was something I still feel bad about to this day.One of Ashlee?s Bolu Escort Bayan friends then spoke into the mic and tapped it a few times to check it out. When she spoke into it again, she asked how everyone was doing?and she did so by overutilizing some curse words. This, of course, seemed to ignite the teenagers and get them pumped up. It was kind of funny because even though I only had a year or two on most of them, I felt like an old man amongst a group of ?partying hooligans.?Ashlee?s friend ? who was the lead vocalist for their group ? continued to tell everyone gathered about the music they would be hearing for the next twenty to thirty minutes. She then told everyone to get into it and ?rock along? with them. It occurred to me in that moment that if the adults of the house had been home and not out of town for the weekend, this shindig probably would?ve never transpired. Again, I was thinking like a crotchety old man.I tried to make my way closer to where the band was set up so I could get a better view. Ashlee was the bassist for the group, and as expected, she looked super-hot in her black sports bra with a long-sleeved, fishnet top over it. The sleeves had holes for her to put her thumbs through. She also had on one of the short, latex skirts she was so fond of, along with the typical thigh-high stockings and boots. She wore a spiked dog collar as well, and her makeup was dark to match the rest of her ensemble.The music started up and was extremely loud?perhaps the old man in me speaking from my twenty-year-old self. I?m sure the tunes could be heard throughout the entire block, so I crossed my fingers that an annoyed neighbor didn?t end up calling the local constabulary. The sensible part of me wanted to try getting Ashlee?s attention to see if they could lower their volume before everyone got in trouble, but my rational side knew that not only would that not be an option, but I couldn?t stop the female quartet who had the floor from playing their hearts out. Besides, this was a moment Ashlee had been dreaming about for a long time. She may not have been playing on a grand stage in front of tens of thousands of screaming fans, but every group had to begin somewhere?and for her, this very well could?ve been it.I cheered along with the other teenagers in the room and caught Ashlee?s attention more than once. She always smiled in my direction when we made eye contact, and she even winked on one occasion. I could tell that she was having the time of her life, and I was truly happy for her. Most of the others crammed into the basement seemed to approve of the music also, and they were hooting and hollering for more after the band wrapped things up about forty-five minutes after starting.After a screeching encore, the musical portion of the evening wrapped up and the lead songstress took the mic one last time and thanked everyone for the support. She then reminded them that the party wasn?t over yet, and there was still plenty of beer to be had. Like the rowdy teens they were, the crowd cheered for her words as everyone seemed to break into groups and typical teenage conversation ensued.Ashlee put her bass down and made her way toward me through the small group clustered close to where she was. She gave me a slap on the chest and a kiss on the cheek as she asked what I thought of the performance. She was pretty sweaty from pouring her heart into her songs, but I personally thought that was a plus. She looked absolutely fantastic.?You were wonderful!? I sincerely told her what I thought. ?Damn, girl?you never told me how great you ladies really are! I?ve always wanted you to play a little for me, but you never would!??I can?t play without the rest of the group!? The dark-haired babe tried to convince me as she laughed. ?Hearing my bass alone wouldn?t be good enough!??Well, you?re pretty damn incredible if I do say so myself,? I told the gothic chick as I noticed a few of the other teenagers in the basement filtering out. I was sure the party was moving upstairs as well, and I knew a few of them were stepping out for a smoke break. ?You truly have a talent and I hope you continue to pursue your dreams.??And you should be doing the same!? The black-haired stunner told me.?What do you mean???Your writing, Marcus! You?ve always wanted to be a writer, but you haven?t worked on any of it in months!?I had absolutely no idea how Ashlee knew anything about that. Writing had always been a hobby of mine, and during my final year in school, I had been doing an awful lot of it. I thought about one day making a career out of being an author or even doing a little reporting so I could write a few columns, but it had been months since I had even picked up a pencil and put it to paper.At that moment, the girl who had been drumming for the group walked up to Ashlee and grabbed on to her left arm as she glanced at me before whispering something into her ear. The young woman I had come to watch nodded a few times in roughly three-second intervals before the drummer looked me over one last time and vanished into the crowd.Ashlee suddenly gave me a look that I interpreted to mean a lot more than the simple happiness hidden behind it. I somewhat glanced around the area before turning my attention back to her and shrugging while simply asking, ?What is it??The raven-tressed dazzler continued to gaze at me with that sprightly look. At least another five seconds passed until she reached out and grabbed my hands. She then started dragging me through the crowd and toward the steps that led up to the main level of the house we were in.I let Ashlee lead the way as we passed through a few small groups of talking partygoers in the kitchen. We continued past a dinner table and to a hallway that had four distinct doorways. The young woman leading me on took me to the far door on the right and guided me into the room behind it. Once inside, she securely closed it and Escort Bolu flipped the lock.I glanced around and could see that we were in what looked like a master bedroom. I was more than positive that it had to belong to the parents who were hopefully quite far away so none of us in their home would get busted for our social gathering?a gathering that I?m sure the adults had no idea was even going on.?Quite the party,? I told Ashlee as I walked over to a dresser and looked at a photo on display. ?I?d hate to think of what the couple in this picture would do if they arrived home in the next five minutes.??Oh, Marcus! Quit being so damn stuffy! You?re such a buzzkill sometimes!??Sorry,? I told my brown-eyed compeer as I turned to face her again. When I laid eyes on her, I could see her thanks to the moonlight filtering in through a window to my right. She hadn?t bothered flipping the light switch on. ?You know better than anybody how paranoid I sometimes get.?Grabbing my shirt by the collar with both hands, Ashlee started backing toward the massive bed in the room while pulling me along. When we were about a foot away from it, she planted a wet kiss on me before falling backward onto the soft mattress?and dragging me down with her.Ending up on top of the gothic babe, I couldn?t help but place my hands on her sides so I could feel her up. We started kissing a little more as she ran her hands through my hair, and when I finally pulled away, I told her, ?We probably shouldn?t be in here, Ashlee. Won?t your friends be wondering where you disappeared to????Fuck ?em,? Ashlee told me as she lifted her head so she could slide her tongue into my mouth again. She did her best to hold me close as her hands traveled up and down my back.I was getting pretty riled up, but it felt weird not just being in an unfamiliar place, but in a room that was pretty much sacred to two adults who were complete strangers to me. The fact that I was making out with a young woman I adored on their bed without them knowing anything about it felt wrong on many different levels. If I would?ve admitted that to Ashlee in that moment, I?m fairly certain she would?ve told me that the very notion turned her on all the more. We were certainly different people in that aspect.I was wearing a shirt that buttoned up, so while we were making out, Ashlee suddenly reached up and started unbuttoning me. I wanted to stop her, but I couldn?t bring myself to do so. She pushed the shirt open and then hugged her arms around me beneath it. Her hands continued to journey across my body until she decided it was time to open my pants as well.?Ashlee,? my voice was low as I pulled up yet again. ?I don?t know about this. If someone walks in on us???The door?s locked, Marcus,? the black-haired beauty reminded me. ?Everyone?s out having a good time. No one?s going to miss us while we have one of our own.??Yeah, but??Ashlee suddenly stretched her arms downward and reached under her miniskirt. A couple of seconds later, she tugged down the panties underneath and then pulled them off her feet. She threw them off to the side while smiling deviously at me and spreading her legs. If I wanted to take a step back from where I loomed over her, I would?ve had no problem seeing the promised land.?Ashlee??The raven-tressed babe ignored my pleas as she began unbuckling my trousers. At first, I had thought that she would maybe command me to drop down and begin pleasuring her pussy by eating her out, but as she fished my stiffening cock out and pulled me close with an underhand grip, I knew she was ready to take things a step further than we had ever gone before.Keeping her right hand firmly wrapped around my erect pecker, Ashlee reached up with her left and placed it on my neck. With a strength I didn?t know she had, she pulled me close and told me in a low, feminine tone, ?Fuck me, Marcus.??Are?are you sure?? I asked in a shaky voice. ?I mean, we?ve never???Just stop stalling and fuck me,? she ordered.My judgment seemed to dissipate as my hormones took the driver?s seat and total control of my body. Had I never done something of the like before, I would?ve been more hesitant, but since I had a little experience, I think I was more open to what was about to happen. I still had a little voice in my head telling me that what was about to transpire may not have been the best idea, but its volume eventually dropped down below a whisper as my hands grasped the top of my jeans and pulled them down. I then leaned in closer as I felt my partner in crime guiding my aroused penis toward her love hole.I began passionately kissing Ashlee as I felt the tip of my prick against her moist labia, and then I could feel her trying to force me in as we continued to pant and wheeze. My heart began racing in my chest as I realized I was about to go all the way with a beautiful woman once again, and I could hardly contain myself as I waited to be inside her.About ten seconds ticked by and I realized that I still wasn?t in Ashlee?and that was when I also noticed that she was getting a bit flustered. She stopped kissing me momentarily and lifted her body off the bed a bit so she could look down and see what was going on. The frustrated siren used her left hand to grab the bottom of her latex skirt and lift it so she could better view what she was doing, and she again tried ramming my dick inside her?only to find that it wasn?t working to her liking.Now, I?m by no means a ?large? man when it comes to what I?m packing down below, but I couldn?t help but feel a little proud in that moment when I realized that Ashlee was having problems inserting me into her crevasse since she was so tight?and I was apparently a little too ?substantial? due to my current state of arousal. Maybe I truly had nothing to do with it, but in that moment, I felt like a ?big? man.?Damn it!? The dark-haired stunner cursed as she suddenly started fingering herself with her free hand. She even brought the appendage to her face so she could lick her fingers in order to try lubricating things down below a little more. She viciously rubbed herself for a few seconds before trying to take my dick in once more. She even spit on my piece a couple of times.