I met Ashley at a party, and we hit it off instantly. We had a lot in common, and to top it off, she was beautiful, fun, and very flirty. It felt like a dream come true when she ended up back at my apartment. As hot as she looked in her tight skirt and cropped form-fitting top, she looked even more impressive lying on her back naked on my bed. The way she moved and moaned had me instantly addicted to her.
We talked nearly every day after that, and it wasn’t too long before I asked her where her head was at concerning us. Her honesty that day changed my entire outlook on sex and romance. She told me that she loved spending time with me and felt a powerful connection between us, but she wasn’t ready to give up her sexual freedom. She was only 18, after all. I surprised myself when I realized I found that prospect very arousing. This was confirmed when I asked her if she had slept with anyone since we had started talking. She told me yes. I wasn’t jealous or angry like you would think; I was very turned on. She described some of her better sexual experiences in great detail, all while she teased the tip of my cock with her tongue.