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Wrong...Right? Jess and Ash(e) {darkest_fate&MellowYellow}

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darkest_fate

machina erotica
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A slightly tipsy and more than slightly angry Jessica all but collapsed into her bed. Her head swam with alcohol that she was technically too young to drink. Normally Jessica wouldn't drink that much, maybe a wine cooler or two or something. But normally Ash wouldn't be a complete ass. the similarities between his name and his current behavior had made Jessica laugh uproariously only a short while ago, around her... fourth? Fifth? Drink? she didn't know.

See her sister, Ashe had of course come home after Jessica's fight (and presumably after her date with Jessie), to find the younger girl pretty well in angry tears and throwing pillows, essentially doing whatever she could to work out anger without causing too much damage. Because even when frustrated and furious, Jessica still had to be the responsible one. Hence not drinking liquor, since at 19, she technically wasn't old enough to drink. This was not a problem for Ashe, being 21 and all. Hence the booze. Hence Jessica and Ashe staying up, lamenting their own current SOs and getting buzzed.

Jessica vaguely remembered saying something about how they were both smoking hot redheads and that anyone should be damn lucky to date them, dammit. They were. Hot redheads, that is. Jessica was probably the more feminine of the two, with wine colored hair that fell just past her shoulders. It framed a well sculpted face with piercing green eyes, though Jessica did think her nose might be a bit too big. She had a banging ass body too, developed from playing sports in high school and just exercising now that she'd hit college (Jessica hadn't been quite good enough to make any college teams). Sure, her breasts were a little on the small side, but they were perky, and her little pink nips were fucking amazing (also amazingly sensitive). And the red hair was fucking natural too: her sparsely trimmed sex still showed her natural red.

Ashe looked just as hot, if a bit more butch (because lesbian? or bi? Jessica got confused on the details). Her hair had been more sassy styled, nearly pointed and ruffled and all. Same sort of pretty face, though Ashe's eyes were smaller and more blue than green. Ashe had a slightly stronger build too, though her breasts were roughly the same size.

Actually, she wasn't that too far off from Ash in build, come to think. Then again, Jessica's boyfriend was pretty feminine overall, all thin and shit. Technically so was "Jessie" (or Jess? Jessica really felt she should be better remembering her sister's girlfriend, but again: booze and anger). Maybe the Lynn sisters just liked feminine people.

Jessica had been getting apology texts from Ash all night, insisting that he hadn't meant what he'd said and they'd he'd make it up to her. She'd wanted to tell him to suck her dick, and might have even sent a text along those lines? Again: blurry. To be honest, Jessica wasn't even completely positive that the bed she'd all but collapsed into was hers. She'd headed down the hall, turned into a bedroom, and crashed, exhausted. She had removed her pants; they were on the floor somewhere. That left her in a pair of what she thought was pretty cute black cotton panties. She'd put on a t-shirt that she'd found somewhere on top, figuring that would work. And now she hugged her pillow, mumbling something.

Jessica thought she heard something, a door, maybe? She didn't want to open her eyes to check, plus, this room had some gnarly blackout curtains up: she couldn't see anything even if she opened her eyes. Whatever; she didn't care: she wasn't gonna move any time soon.
 
It was always the same, Ashe felt. Her relationships tended to follow a similar curve: Find someone fun loving and free, get hot and heavy by the second date, keep that sexy momentum for a few months... and then, soon after that point, all the annoyance and imperfections would compound to create a miasma of loathing that hung over Ashe. It was why she had never had a relationship lasting more than a year.

So, by the time she got home, it seemed that the butch-ish (she usually added the 'ish' since she felt she liked enough girly things and wasn't built like a logger or anything) was starting to get into that miasma phase with Jessie. And finding Jessica in a similar state over her own douche boyfriend only added to her foul mood.

Ultimately, she spent a chunk of the evening drinking with her younger sister until she was drunk as a skunk (As their grandfather used to say) and she maaay have passed out for just a few seconds on the couch. Eventually, the discomfort of her position roused her and left her rising to her feet. "Fuck it's hot tonight." The words left her as a slurred mess, plodding footsteps flowing down the hall as she made for her room.

At some point her acid wash jeans were discarded in the hall, leaving her in only her Heartbreaker tank top and silky white panties. She liked it that way, paying no mind as she entered her darkened room. She paused, seeing a figure atop her bed.

"Hohoho..." So that was Jessie's game huh? Well, it had been a while since her girlfriend slipped in through her window like that, but Ashe was too drunk to recall all the annoying things about her girlfriend. Quieltly, she crawled onto the darkened bed until her hands found their way to the figure's backside, squeezing both cheeks simultaneously. "Dang girl..." Ashe purred in a low, husky tone.
 
Okay, someone had climbed into bed with her. Jessica shifted only slightly. Was that Ash? Or maybe she'd accidentally gotten into Ashe's bed or something. Hands touched Jessica's butt. She could feel the digits digging into her flesh. Ash wasn't quite an ass-man, but Jessica knew her butt sort of just inspired grabbing, being all heart/teardrop shaped and perky as fuck. The earlier mentioned cute black panties hugged it pretty nicely (as well as standing out in nice contrast to Jessica's arguably too pale skin) too.

"Mmm," Jessica had to groan. Being touched did feel pretty good. And she was at about the whole "I drunk enough to feel kind of horny" stage. Plus she and Ash hadn't fucked in... a while (this may or may not have been part of the reason for the fight, coupled with the fact that the last three times they'd fucked, Jessica had gone down on Ash and he hadn't reciprocated; she didn't fucking care what everyone said: you go down on someone, they go down on you in return. Fucking courtesy for fucking).

Jessica felt her muscles twitching, at first subconsciously. Then she figured why the hell not? At worst she could get Ash all worked up and be all "no, go jerk yourself off, prick"; at best, she'd get off herself. Win/win. So Jessica flexed her butt a little, gave it just the slightest shake. Not a huge one: again, her muscles felt pretty jello right now, but enough to let Ash know that she totally felt his hands and he could at least try a little more of that whole manhandling thing.
 
"Shit... when was the last time you were so eager...?" Ashe murmured to herself. Jessie had become a bit of a prude as of late, part of the reason why Ashe was so annoyed with her girlfriend these days. Ultimately her new job cut into their time so much that Jessie barely dropped trou these days unless she'd had a few shots of something fierce.

Slim fingers hooked under the hem of Jessie's dark panties, peeling them down her creamy thighs with all the attention of a particularly focused kid unwrapping a Christmas present. "Cute fuckin' panties too... must've cost quite a pretty penny," Ashe said, her tone still a slurred mess, just like her vision. Now she was left with a decision on where to start. Well, Jessie usually did like it in the butt...

Carefree as ever, Ashe parted her girlfriend's perky asscheeks and leaned in, the tip of her tongue stroking along the outside of her asshole with the skill of a focused surgeon. Even drunk Ashe was a maestro with her tongue, able to spell out the whole alphabet backwards in the span of a few seconds. And going down on a girl drunk was nothing new to her. Her lurid noise reverberated between Jessie's cheeks, the stroking of her tongue steadily growing faster and more indepth.
 
When had she been so eager? Jessica mumbled something nearly incoherent at that, possibly cursing Ash out. Wasn't her fault that he fucking sucked at foreplay and had been a complete dick about it lately. She was half tempted to start shoving him away, ideally before he decided it was time to get his dick out and start humping against her. Given where his attentions were now, he may very well have tried to convince Jessica to try anal again. One dick up her ass had been enough, thanks.

Instead, Ash did say the right thing, complimenting on her panties. Jessica tried to mumble out "they're old," but drink and exhaustion slurred the words into some indecipherable mess. At this point, Jessica was pretty sure that she shouldn't even bother talking. she could feel the air kissing her bared lower half, not to mention the panties pooling near her thighs.

Jessica let out a gasp as she felt hands parting her butt. A bit of air slid against her tight little pucker, and she shuddered. Was he going to try and do something from-- wait, what was that? It felt wet and lithe and not at all dick-shaped. Jessica let out a soft little noise of surprise as she realized what it was: Ash was licking her ass! That sent a little jolt through her hazy mind. She was actually getting licked. In the ass. There was a tongue now, now teasing her butt and doing a pretty damn good job of it. Not a single one of Jessica's previous boyfriends had dared eat ass. They'd spit on it. They'd sort of rub all over it or lube it up if they were going to do something. Maybe, maybe stick a finger in while they fucked her, which Jessica admitted was sometimes hot.

But lick her ass? never. Jessica let out a low moan, feeling her temperature rising. The tongue lathered attention, and Jessica could swear it even started to slide inside. Jesus, she hadn't even gotten him to eat pussy, now he was eating ass? She groaned her appreciation of the new sensations, trying to shift to give Ash better access. Fuck, his tongue felt good. Had it been this good before?
 
The truth was, if Ashe had half a degree of coherence to her thoughts right now, she likely would have tried to rummage around for one of her toys. Jessie always loved getting a thick plug stuffed up there, and Ashe did have quite the selection. But her drunk mind was saying 'fuck that' to actually getting up, and her legs were taking the night off with how heavy and jelly-filled they felt right now.

Oh well, the taste was nice. Actually a little different than what Ashe was used to, but the punkish girl was willing to chalk it up to the cocktail of alcohol she'd been downing for the past two hours. "Tasty..." Ashe murmure in her drunken daze, rimming the lithe figure beneath her with a renewed vigor.

"Your ass is fuckin' cash sweetheart..." Ashe was never the best at dirty talk, by her own admission, but in her current state she at least had some excuse. Her pale fingers continued their vigorous massaging motions, stroking the plush cheeks of Jessie's sweet ass, heightening her pleasure while the peak of her tongue probed in deeper. it had been way too long, and by god she was gonna enjoy this.
 
Tasty? Jessica let out a little laugh at that. She didn't think she'd ever hear anyone say her ass was "tasty," though she supposed that was something of a compliment. Ash was definitely eating her ass out like it was his new favorite food. Damn, that tongue felt fucking good. Heat kept pouring in, shoved with each gyration of that skilled muscle. Jessica could feel it pooling between her legs already, not to mention hardening her nipples.

The dirty talk had her almost snorting. God, that was bad. Just, what the hell did that even mean? "You're stupid," Jessica tried, though, again, her words tripped over one another to such an extent that she might as well have been trying to speak trollish or orcish or some other fantasy language. At this point, she was about to cry out in some weird, magical tongue, because now Ash was working her ass like it was his new favorite thing. The momentary tension that had sprung into Jessica's tight ass upon that first contact had quickly melted before this heat, muscles going even more liquid than they had before.

Jessica felt her hips already starting to sway. Her fingers trailed down her own body. one hand stopped for a moment, pinching her left nipple. She bit back a squeak, jerking and practically shoving her ass into Ash's face. Mumbling something like an apology, Jessica kept sliding her hands down. Her sex was practically weeping for attention already, and if Ash was going to work the back, then Jessica didn't see any reason why not to work the front.

But jeez, was he proving he would do foreplay. And then some. Fuck, if he ate her out like this every night, Jessica would be crawling all over him.
 
For as hazy as her mind was right now, Ashe would freely admit that this already seemed better than what she was used to with Jessie. Her girl could be real persnickety in what she liked.

Her right hand casually moved up, exploring between her girlfriend's thighs until they found her pussy. "Jusht ash I shushpected..." Ashe murmured through a moutful of backside, getting a good feel for how damp she was right now. Honestly, damp was an understatement with how turned on Jessie seemed to be. "Damn, I muss' be better at this 'n I thought!"

Two slim and pale fingers probed inward, penetrating into Jessie's exposed pussy and exploring like Magellan. Her juices gave plenty of lubrication to work with, but she felt almost... tighter than usual. Ashe wasn't sure how to define it, particularly with her mind struggling to create a word with more than three syllables in it, but this definitely didn't seem like the same pussy that had taken Ashe's XXL Equus dildo little under a fortnight ago...

Oh well. No sense in complaining!
 
Jessica's face burned as Ash sort of teasingly tortured her about her sex. She could feel her nether lips all but kissing the questing fingers, leaking arousal down upon the digits. Jessica's hips rolled slightly along it, letting her lover feel the gathered wet, the pulsing heat. It almost felt like each pulse sent another little burst of pleasure down into Jessica's core, heating her fires all the further. It certainly helped that hot breath puffed against her tight ass, melting muscle and flesh alike.

Jessica let out a series of sharp gasps as the fingers glided into her sex. Since when did Ash like fingering her? Okay, yeah, sure, he'd sometimes glide his fingers over to test her out, maybe tease her about how wet she was (or wasn't) or something like that. But these digits slid in with a purpose. Almost immediately Jessica felt her inner walls squeezing them, and just as immediately she swore they started moving. They felt... smaller than Ash's? More dexterous? They definitely felt a hell of a lot better than usual, moving about her sex with such masterful precision that Jessica swore she'd turned from melting to molten.

She bucked again. her hand swiveled from down her front, moving behind. She could feel Ash's hair through her fingers, and she curled nails slightly, wanting to show her approval. Words weren't quite working, after all, though she still made little noises of appreciation. Rocking hips and a trembling sex probably aided in the interactions a good deal, and Jessica felt herself all but grinding on Ash's fingers and face.

Fuck, at this rate, she'd probably end up cumming soon, like, record soon. Like fuck if she wasn't already starting to feel some tension building up in her lower belly soon.
 
Oh yeah, now that was what Ashe liked to hear. Her sweet moans and mewls filled the bedroom, echoing down the hall and ringing in her ears. Even in a hazy state of mind, Ashe was able to draw inspiration from Jessie's sugary sweet noises of pleasure.

"You like that huh? Then I'm gonna fuck you silly..." Ashe said, pausing in between licks to get the point across. Her legs were still a little numb and heavy, but for this she would willingly do some exploration to find the right toys. Well, a toy. She was sure she had at least one strap-on within arms reach under her bed. "And then I'm gonna... whoof... sleep till next Friday." The drink had really hit her like a freight train.

But, for now, Ashe focused on pumping her fingers in and out with the intent of finding any sweet spots to get her off. Her pace was impressive, digits being almost sucked in, while the swift rimming of her tongue left a glaze along the surface of Jessie's asshole. Oh yeah, she had really been missing out on this...
 
"Mhm," Jessica managed after Ash's question. Like this? She fucked loved it. Her sex practically quivered with joy just hearing Ash's question, as if it couldn't believe it was getting this special treatment. That quiver meant her muscles about her ass shook too, which drooled more of Ash's spittle into her tight hole. Fuck, at this point Jessica was so worked up that she couldn't have suppressed the noises leaking out of her if she wanted. That wasn't just the slightly wet, squishy noises Ash made out of her sex, but the own little gasps and coos and groans that seemed to leak out of Jessica with each slight shift.

Fuckhersillyyesplease, fluttered nearly incoherently through Jessica's mind. Her hips bucked again, another throaty groan leaving. Coiled tension mounted in her lower abs, bubbling and twisting and broiling hotter and hotter with each passing thrust and moment and push and--"Ah!" Jessica cried as she felt Ash hitting something inside. Holy shit, had Ash just found her fucking g-spot? it almost felt like he had. That sharp stab of pleasure had nearly fucking hurt, and Ash didn't seem to be slowing down. Fuck, if anything, he was speeding up, squelching against Jessica's sex.

"Ah, ah, ah, ahaaaaa!" cried Jessica. Hips gradually rose, pulling first outward. Everything clenched as Jessica's body arched. Up, no, bunching sheet, no, pulling back. She all but slammed her ass against Ash's mouth. The hand that had been threading hair now grabbed a fistful of it. Jessica's lower half kept rotating, working back and down and around, grinding against finger and tongue and feeling the pressure building and building and---

"Uggggh, 'she cried, hips jerking out as a short little spray of her fluid hit the bed. It was just a short bit, like a watergun that had finally hit full pressure jutting out, but Jessica hadn't even known she could squirt. she groaned again, trembling, not sure if she was entering aftershocks or another orgasm or what: her fried brain was just pumping pleasure into her body at an intoxicating rate.
 
The tug on her hair earned a muffled grunt from Ashe, the words caught between the plush cheeks of Jessie's heart shaped rear. Yeah, that was her girlfriend alright. Real handsy when it came to hair. Not that Ashe could complain, she was pretty handsy when it came to ass. Especially ones that looked this good! Even through blurry, darkened vision, she had to wonder if her girl had been hitting the gym lately.

When Jessie's orgasm subsided, and the grip on her hair grew lax, Ashe let out a chuckle and moved into an upward kneeling position. "Fuck yeah, I am goooood~ Got you gushin' like a, like a like a..." Fuck. She was usually a little quicker on the draw than this. "Ah fuck it, let's just get back to it..."

She slowly peeled her tank top off, leaving her in only her white panties and a matching ivory bra that hugged her modest breasts. Right about now, undoing the clasp seemed like rocket science for her addled mind. Though, she was at least able to remove and discard her panties. Ashe reached down under her bed, taking up a sealed white box. "Lessee here..." In the dark she could just vaguely read 'Vanilla Woody Woodpecker' on the side. A little tame by Jessie's standards, but like hell was Ashe gonna go looking for anything else.

She opened the box to reveal a long fake white cock, the dark straps housing a plug designed to slide into the pussy of the wearer. With some effort, Ashe managed to slide it up her legs, grunting as the plug filled her own dripping pussy. "You ready for the real deal, baby?"
 
Fuck that felt good. Jessica lay there, dazed, panting, and buzzed from her own post-orgasmic quakes. Fuck, if Ash kept this up, their sex lives were going to be A-fucking-mazing from here on out, with an emphasis on "fucking." Because Jessica sure as had fucking gushed, and she let out a soft moan of appreciation, releasing hair to run her hand along her own electrified body.

Ash sure as hell knew how to apologize. such a good boyfriend.

Jessica thought she heard him rummaging around, and she finally forced herself to shift. This put her more or less on her back, peering around into the dark. There was some sort of shape that she could only barely make out: again, super dark. That had to be Ash, and he was probably looking for a condom or something. After working her over like that, he had to be hard as a fucking rock. Jessica felt her legs already starting to spread a little. she wasn't dumb enough to think that once was all her body could take, after all. Even if it was, she kind of owed Ash after gushing over the bed and all.

Ah, there it was: a big, long, white cock bobbing in the dark. Jessica could just see it there, and it did look to have that whole shiny plastic thing going on. Good, Ash had wrapped himself up. Last thing Jessica wanted was to bang out her teenage years as a teen mom.

"Yesh," she managed to slur out as Ash asked. Her hips rolled slightly, the lips probably looking needy. Jessica felt pretty fucking needy. She slid her hands down to her sex, ruffling her carefully trimmed fur and sort of working against them. She was tempted to tell Ash to slide his cock into her, but she doubted he'd need encouragement right now.
 
"S'prolly not what you're used to, but I hope it'll do f'r now," Ashe remarked. Jess had herself a liking for the 'larger' things in life, after all. But, ultimately this was the best Ashe had to hand. And besides, with how tight she had felt earlier, then clearly the trusty Woody would be good enough for this. Jessie got a good look at it, and even now she was rolled over and clearly looking for more.

Ashe gripped the base and guided her hips forward, feeling a shudder run up her back as the peak pressed against Jessie's searing hotpussy. "Dang girl... you're soaked," Ashe murmured. She gave a stronger push of her hips, until the pressure reached a peak and the shaped head started pushing into Jessie's exposed twat. She was wet, but holy shit since when had she been this dang tight?

The plug in her pussy ground as Ashe pushed inward, pulling some heated moans from her. In the peak of passion, Ashe leaned in and crushed her lips to Jessie's, growling hungrily into her girlfriends mouth. Her tongue was still inquisitive, and far more dexterous than it had any right to be in her drunk state.
 
Not what Jessica was used to? was Ash going to aim for her ass or something? Or maybe he was trying out some kind of new rubber or something. Or was he talking about the whole fact that he'd just eaten out her ass so well that Jessica's pussy was just a frothing vat of cream and want? Okay, Jessica really didn't care, and she cared even less when she felt the hard, domed head teasing against her lips. Jessica could feel her need dribbling onto the cock, proving that they definitely weren't going to need lube tonight.

"Mhm," Jessica mumbled as Ash stated the obvious. She felt the pressure as he rocked against her. Her thighs opened a little more, legs shifting slightly, wanting to give him more room. Entering always took a bit: all that tightness and whatnot. But Ash felt... bigger than usual? That was more than a little weird, but maybe he'd just gotten super-turned on by eating ass. If that was the case, then they were definitely going to have to do that more often.

Jessica groaned as the head slid into her. she could feel her walls parting about it, hugging Ash tight. The dick felt weird, a little harder than it normally did. Plus the plastic covering didn't quite give way when Jessica squeezed internally, at least, not like it usually did. It felt really fucking good though, and Jessica was slick enough that it was mostly gliding. Pushing some of her sex along for the ride, rubbing against her insides, sure, but definitely gliding along her sex. Jessica could hear Ash moaning too, and the noises made her pussy spasm.

Soon lips found hers. Jessica groaned as Ash's demanding tongue lathered about in her mouth. Her jaw fell open almost instantly, her own tongue flitting up to almost lazily bat at the intruder. Ash hadn't kissed her like this in... forever. Jessica should've been tasting a bit of her ass right now, maybe some tang or something. Maybe she was: but she was definitely feeling the soft lips pressing against her own. Ash was all but eating her face, and Jessica was loving ever minute of it. She raised her hips again, before moving her legs. They hooked around Ash's hips. Weird, but Jessica swore Ash's hips felt a little... off. Like softly rounded or something. She gripped tight anyway, wanting to help push his cock into her aching sex. The sooner she got full, the better Jessica would feel.
 
God damn, Jessie was like a whole new woman tonight. The last time they kissed this hard, must have been about a month ago when then went on a bit of a drunken spree around town. But, she definitely wasn't gonna protest. Ashe had missed this, missed the iery passion, and with how eager she felt right about now it was as if molten mercury was pumping through her veins. Heat bristled through her from end to end.

Their lips parted, a heated gasp leaving Ashe and echoing through the room. Strong heels dug into her back to motivate her, causing Ashe to drive in and out at a growing pace. Jessie was tighter than usual, each thrust being a little easier to pull off than the last. But she daren't slow down, not with her girl wanting her this badly.

The punkish girl picked up the pace, wet slapping sounds echoing through the room while the springs of the bed squeaked noisily in protest. Eventually her lips found their way to Jessie's neck, suckling at the pale flesh and leaving a distinct mark from the modest love bite she gave her. Heh. Jessie usually loved these during, but would get a little pissy when she'd realise she'd need to cover that mark by the morning.

Oh well. Due punishment for making Ashe wait for this.
 
God damn, Ash was like a whole new man tonight. Jessica groaned into the liplock, wondering if maybe they shouldn't be fighting more often. She'd heard that makeup sex was pretty damn good, but this was bordering on fantastic. And they were fucking while she was pretty toasted, which meant that make-up sex while somewhat sober must be really fucking amazing.

Thank God they parted, because Jessica's head had started to spin. She panted, staring into the dark, wishing she could make out details. Right now, she wanted to stare longingly into Ash's eyes, let him see the smoldering green want he'd built within his lovely girlfriend. Fuck him with her eyes as surely as she fucked him with her hips.

Oh yes, she fucked him. This wasn't just Jessica laying there and letting herself get pounded, oh no, not this time. Jessica's hips rose as much as they could, her body rocking back against Ash's hard cock. Fuck, he felt almost dangerously hard; it kind of reminded Jessica of the few times she'd borrowed her sister's dildos. That had happened more often when she'd been an awkward teenager, all knees and elbows, as opposed to when she'd gotten fucking hot (it was almost grossly unfair: when Ashe had looked like that, she'd still gotten girlfriends).

"Ahaa,' Jessica cried as Ash shifted, nibbling her neck. She loved it when he left her those little marks, teasing signs letting everyone know that someone wanted her bad enough to almost literally eat her. It didn't hurt that Jessica was so pale that it didn't take much to rise pink on white. Just feeling the slight burn on her neck made Jessica shiver a little more.

Fuck, Ash was doing everything right tonight and then some.

Jessica groaned, already feeling another orgasm coming up. After all, her sex had been needy and sensitive before Ash shoved his too hard cock and they'd started fucking like the world was ending. By now Jessica was nearly letting out little yelps. She reached up, cupping the back of Ash's head. She directed his mouth to hers, literally biting his lower lip for a few moments, giving it just a pinch before seizing for another hard kiss. Only after she'd proved her point did Jessica part, her thighs quivering around Ash.
 
"Hot diggity daffodil..." Ashe murmured. She was in absolute fucking heaven right now. Jessie usually just let her work away, but tonight she was actively working against Ashe's hips. And that just made the grinding of the plug in her pussy even more exquisite. Eating her ass had made Ashe pretty fucking horny, and so she too felt the pressure build inside her. Being sauced likely wasn't helping.

"Hghk..." The nip on her lower lip made her breath hitch, only to immediately be caught off guard by another hot liplock. It was hard enough to keep the pace, but now she was practically running on fumes. She murmured something against Jessie's lips, and gave a final hard thrust of her fake white cock.

That last jerk sent a throb through her, tight muscles squeezing down the plug intruding on her pussy. She trembled as a powerful orgasm washed through her, fists balling the sheets above Jessie's shoulder. She was struggling to keep upright, sweat dropping off her forehead. "Ho-lee... Jesus." Even in her addled state, that was probably the best fucking sex she'd ever had! To bad she felt ready to collapse already.
 
That was an odd curse, to say the least. Jessica frankly didn't give two shits what Ash wanted to say right now, so long as He. Kept. Fucking. Her. It felt like each thrust of that hard cock was hitting directly into Jessica's brain. Just, slam: shot of pleasure, slam, feel the sex, slam! Jessica's brain had already been pretty fucking mushy before, now she was worried it would drool out her ears, which would make class pretty fucking hard.

Didn't care: too busy fucking.

Jessica's hips jerked all the faster, wanting to feel Ash cumming. She knew what that would feel like: the jolting pleasure, the sort of feeling of a balloon or something filling with fluid inside her. Hips pulling to a casual stop. Jessica was trying to rein her own orgasm in, even as it roared through her body like a freight train. She wanted them to cum at the same time, to really seal this as some mind-blowing, fantastic fucking sex.

Fortunately, Jessica could feel Ash's hips tensing. She knew the sensation, and she let herself go. A throaty cry, just bordering on a scream, tore out of her while her hips jerked. Her hips kept right on working, sliding and squelching against Ash's hard fucking cock. She slapped so hard up against him that she almost worried she may bruise his hips or something. It was weird, because Jessica could still feel Ash's hips moving and stuff tightening, but no spurting. There should be spurting. Frowning, Jessica tried squeezing the cock, working it a little with her tired muscles, milking it. Well, she guessed she didn't exactly want him spurting all over her pussy or anything.

"Yeah," Jessica all but gulped in agreement with Ash's comment. She leaned up, kissing him again for a few seconds. "s-fuckin'-hawt," she said, adding a laugh. Her body was singing to her right now, her sex still squeezing. Weird, but it didn't feel like Ash was getting any softer. Jessica frowned, trying to flex her hips. holy shit, was he ready to go again? She bit her lip, wondering if she could. She wanted to, but another round of that probably really would melt her brain...
 
"Uagh... Christ... I gotta stop fuckin' with a bodyful of booze..." She finally managed to pull loose, heedless of the stains that would ooze onto her sheets. Fuck it, they were due for changing anyway. "That was fuckin' hot as shit but I'm feelin' set to pass out." She eventually managed to roll onto her back, groaning as sweat from her back seeped into the sheets.

Great. A hangover and being sore from end to end. Oh the things she did for love...

"Tell you what tho..." Ashe yawned loudly, closing her eyes. With some effort she managed to reach down, fiddling with the strap on until she managed to pull it down her thighs. She sighed as the plug left her pussy but, that aside, she didn't bother removing it fully. Too much hassle to move her jelly legs.

A strong arm wrapped around Jessie's shoulders, sliding her in a little closer. But almost as soon as she managed this, Ashe was snoring softly as the excess of the evening finally knocked her out.

She only hoped she would be lucid enough for round two in the morning.
 
Oh, so Ash was drunk too. That explained some things. Like why his voice sounded so strange. And maybe why he'd worked up enough courage to eat out Jessica's ass. Hell, maybe it even explained why he still felt hard despite sex so hard that they'd probably imprinted on the mattress. Weird how Ash talked about the sheets though. Maybe he was trying to make Jessica feel better, since most of what was on them was hers, either cum or sweat or something.

It felt weird not having Ash on top of her, and her sex tingled from his absence. Also weird was hearing Ash moving and doing something. Ah, he was probably taking the condom off. Though it almost sounded more like removing a belt than sliding something off. Jessica almost wanted to offer to clean him off or even suck down the contents of the condom (she'd only done that once for a boyfriend; it was gross but super hot, and right now, super hot won). Instead, she felt his arm sliding around her shoulders. Soon their wet bodies pressed against each other.

Again: weird, this time, Ash felt a little... softer. Jessica mumbled as she sort of curled into his arms. She'd always liked the cuddling part, and Ash wasn't too bad at that. Plus, now that they'd stopped actively fucking, Jessica was getting that sort of dazed, blissed out feeling that came from cumming so hard. Plus the alcohol still seeped her brain, though she'd at least drank some water to avoid a hangover (which she hoped Ash had managed).

Mumbling an "I love you," Jessica leaned up to kiss Ash one last time before sleep took her as well.
 
By the time morning came around (Or, near noon to be more precise) a few thin shafts of sunlight were seeping through a thin gap in Ashe's curtains, giving a little bit of illumination for her punk themed bedroom. "Chriiist..." The word came out as a strangled yawn, Ashe's eyes opening slowly. Everything was murky and blurred, and it felt like someone had shoved a sincerblock into her head.

With great effort, and trying to ignore the weight against her, Ashe slowly sat up. "Fuck fuck fuck fuck..." Each motion was a little harder than the last, and even breathing was a little harder. Being drunk, and fucking like some kinda' randy stallion, had really taken it out of her.

"Damn Jessie, the things you do to me."

The first thing she did, upon sitting upright, was unclasp her bra. The straps had gotten a little twisted in her sleep, and had soaked up a bit of sweat. Then she kicked the strap-on to the floor. She'd wash it later, no sense in sweating it now. "Yo baby..." Ashe said with a loud yawn. "Better get up, we slept through the whole mornin."
 
Jessica slept like the dead.

She nearly felt like the dead when she woke up. Her mouth felt filled with cotton, and weird enough, she thought she heard her sister complaining. Did Ashe wander in on Jessica and Ash again? Ash had been here last night, right? Jessica could definitely remember some really fucking good sex. And considering that she was laying in a bed that stank like pussy, she was pretty sure that her memory was accurate.

"Morning?" mumbled Jessica, her voice a lot clearer. Yawning, she reached up to rub at her eyes. Jessica sat up slowly, still blinking. Weird, Ashe was there, but not Ash. And Ashe didn't seem to be... wearing pants. Jessica frowned. "What--what are you doing here?" Jessica asked. She reached up, combing her fingers through her hair. "Where---where did Ash go?" she looked around. Sure enough, there were her pants on the floor. So definitely the same room. But it almost looked like Ashe's were there too. Huh.

Did... did Jessica pass out in Ashe's room or something? She rubbed her face. "Oh, fuck," she said. "I think I, uh, well, you see," she licked her lips. "see, Ash came over last night? And apparently," she looked around. Yep, definitely Ashe's room. "Apparently I got in here. and, uh, Ash totally, um you know," Jessica flushed, shifting. "So, uh, I'll definitely clean up..." she frowned, seeing what looked like a dildo on the floor. seriously, was Ashe that much of a slob?
 
"Eh?"

Ashe glanced over her shoulder, finding Jess waiting for her instead of Jessie. Her sister, in place of her girlfriend. Her sister, who was naked, and had her hair strewn about the place in a bedraggled state. "Uh... dude, your boyfriend wasn't here. I locked the doors soon after I got home," Ashe said. In her current state she was very slowly piecing together how strange this all seemed.

*Jeopardy music*

So wait, Jessie wasn't here, but Jess was? And when Ashe took a look at her window, she saw that it was both closed and locked. And she definitely wouldn't have bothered to lock it in her liquored up state. So if Jess' boyfriend, and Ashe's girlfriend hadn't been here, but she had definitely been fucking someone last night...

*Jeopardy music intensifies*

"Holy crap!" Her hangover was dispelled almost immediately, with Ashe springing to her feet so fast it made her head spin. "You and I- you were, and I was..." She gestured from her sister, then to herself, and then pointed sharply to the strap-on resting on the floor. The best, most fucking steamy ferocious sex she'd ever had in her whole life... was with her sister?!
 
Jessica laughed at her sister's protests. "Uh, he most definitely was here," she argued, shifting to slide off the bed. "Unless I fucked some sort of sex ghost or something," which Jessica would admit would've been pretty cool, if a little out there. She looked around the room again, half tempted to actually lecture. Maybe she should try cleaning up a little of the various detritus in here, claim that maybe Ash had flung something around when he'd clambered onto Jessica last night.

God, the room smelled like sex. Had that all came from last night? Jessica did remember cumming pretty fucking hard, and Ash had been out of this world. Her ass still tingled just thinking about the feasting her boyfriend had done on it. Oh, she should try and turn on her phone, maybe sent him a text, ask where he went.

"Ash probably went to get some coffee or something," she mumbled, walking around and looking. "he does that sometimes--" she paused, mostly because her sister had started babbling. Jessica looked over at Ashe, frowning. "You okay there, sis?" she asked. "You sound like you're having a stroke or something. Use your words, big sister," she stepped forward, giving Ashe a slightly teasing smile. "Come on, let it all out."
 
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