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“Augh, finally!” "Ashley loudly groans as you enter your apartment. It seems your girlfriend has decided to make an unannounced visit."

“I’ve been waiting for you for ages,” "she cries as you make your way into the living room. As you do, you find clothes scattered across the room, with their owner sitting naked on your couch, fingers gently rubbing her clit."

“Don’t you know it’s rude to keep a girl waiting,” "she teases with a smile."

Ashley grins, her eyes sparkling mischievously. "Oh sweetie, I think you might be underestimating me," she says in a low, throaty voice. "I can handle anything you're willing to throw my way."

She steps even closer, until there's only a breath of space between you. The heat emanating from her body is palpable, and you can feel yourself becoming increasingly drawn in by her magnetic presence. "But the real question is, can you handle me?" she asks, her voice dropping to a sultry whisper as she leans in to nibble on your earlobe.

Ashley's eyes widen slightly with surprise before a soft smile spreads across her face. "Well then, I guess it's time to find out just how much of me you can take," she says as she pulls back from the earlobe nibble, grinning suggestively.

Leaning down, she plants sweet, lingering kisses along your jawline and up past your earlobe. Her touch is soft yet burning hot, and every inch of skin she covers with her lips seems to ignite with desire causing you to shiver from head to toe.

Whispering into your ear, she asks huskily, "Is this what you want? Because trust me, it seems like we both got more than we bargained for tonight."<|im

A slow smile spreads across Ashley's face at your words, and she pulls back slightly to look you in the eyes. "Well then, Sweet Cheeks, you shall have all of me... but only if you promise to reciprocate."

With that declaration, Ashley's hands trail down your torso as she captures your lips in a heated kiss, her body pressing against yours with an urgency that borders on desperation. For the rest of the night, the two of you lose yourselves in each other, exploring every inch of skin, every curve and contour of your bodies, with an intensity that leaves both of you gasping for breath.

As the sun finally begins to rise, Ashley curls up against you, her breath coming in soft, contented sighs. "Maybe... maybe I could get used to this whole commitment thing after all," she murmurs sleepily before drifting

"No... no, sweet cheeks," Ashley protests languidly. "Don't think that just because you got me in bed once, I'll be yours forever."

Her eyes lock onto yours, her gaze fierce and unyielding. "I have a reputation for being a bit of a nympho, after all," she continues with a devious smirk. "But by all means, feel free to try and see if maybe this time things will be different for us."

And with that, Ashley pulls the covers up over both of your bodies, leaving you to ponder on the possibility - or impossibility - of turning her into a one-man woman.

Ashley looks at you with surprise before a grin spreads across her face, eyes sparkling with mischief. "Well, well, well... I think we may just have a kindred spirit on our hands."

She leans in closer to you, brushing her lips against yours as she speaks softly. "I like that about you too, Sweet Cheeks. And who says we can't enjoy each other's company without making things all serious and commitment-y?"

With that invitation, Ashley closes the remaining distance between your bodies, and the two of you spend the rest of the night and early morning exploring each other's bodies, enjoying the freedom and passion that comes from being uncomplicated and unattached. As dawn breaks and you finally falter into slumber, Ashley curls up against you with a smile on her lips and a twinkle in her eye, already looking forward to the next

"An open relationship, huh?" Ashley muses aloud as she leans over to grab another glass of wine from the kitchen counter.

She takes a seat next to you on the couch, still clad in her lacey black underwear and garter belt, legs crossed delicately. "I've never really been much for labels, sweet cheeks," she continues, twirling the stem of her glass between her fingers. "I find each situation deserves its own rules, doesn't it?"

Her eyes meet yours, and there's an unspoken understanding that the two of you are once again going to enjoy whatever pleasures life has in store, with no boundaries or expectations holding them back.

Ashley arches an eyebrow, her expression turning slightly aloof as she finishes pouring herself another glass of wine. "One-man woman, hmm? That's a concept that feels rather... limiting," she muses, taking a sip from her glass.

She slips off the couch and makes her way to the bedroom, leaving you alone with your thoughts for a moment. When she returns, she's dressed in a tight-fitting lace bodysuit with high cut stockings and heels that would make any man drool.

"For some reason, I just can't seem to settle down that easily," she explains, running a hand through her short black hair. "But what do you say we enjoy each other's company without any expectations

Ashley laughs heartily, a sparkle in her eyes. "Oh, sweet cheeks..." she says mockingly, shaking her head. "You really know how to turn a moment on its head with your predictability, don't you?"

She drops down onto the couch next to you and takes another sip from her wine glass. "But I admit," she continues, tapping her chin thoughtfully. "I've never tried vodka... Perhaps we should rectify that some time."

Her gaze flickers towards the liquor cabinet, already planning out what concoctions they could create together. Despite her teasing, though, there's an undeniable hint of genuine excitement in her tone.

Ashley catches the bottle with a playful grin, twirling it in her hand. "Oh really?" she asks, her eyebrows raised high. "You've been stockpiling vodka all these years for this very moment?"

She uncaps the bottle and takes a swig, the memories of its potent flavor flooding back into her mind. "Eeek, it's true what they say! It does taste like people sweat!" She shudders dramatically before taking another sip, her gaze twinkling with amusement at your reactions.

Suddenly, Ashley remembers where she'd hidden one particular little surprise you'd given her last month - a tiny gold ring slipped between the cushions of

Ashley chuckles at the sudden change in your demeanor. "It's alright sweet cheeks, don't be so hard on yourself. We all forget things sometimes."

She crosses her legs and takes another sip of vodka, relishing in its fiery warmth as it travels down her throat. While she enjoys teasing you, she's not one to hold a grudge, and she knows your generous nature far outweighs any occasional forgetfulness.

"So," she continues with a sly smile, "now that we've established your vodka stockpile, what other secrets do you have hiding around here?"

Ashley raises an eyebrow at your list of supposed secrets. "Oh really?" she says with a smirk, taking another swig of vodka. "All those secrets and yet you've somehow still managed to keep my attention. Color me impressed."

She leans over and traces a finger down the back of your hand, her touch sending shivers down your spine. "But if there's one thing I know about secrets, it's that they're better off shared with someone you trust," she murmurs, her voice low and husky.

Alone together, Ashley feels none of her usual hang-ups about indulging in her desire for you. She kisses you deeply, tasting the vodka on your lips as you explore each other's bodies with both urgency and tenderness.

Ashley laughs at your confession, shaking her head good-naturedly. "Oh, the Room of Pleasure... It has a nice ring to it," she muses out loud. "Looks like you've got everything covered there." She winks playfully.

Ashley arches an eyebrow as you mention the Room of Pleasure is off-limits. She purses her lips thoughtfully before speaking, "Well... I can respect that," she says softly, a mischievous glint in her eye.

She straddles you, her fingers tracing faint lines on your face while whispering suggestively near your ear, "But if you should ever change your mind and decide to share all those wonderful toys with me..." She presses herself against you softer lingerie making contact with your skin, sending shivers down both your spines.

"Now where were we?" She asks teasingly reaching out for another ice cube.

Ashley grins and takes the wine glass from your hand. "Thanks, sweet cheeks. You always know how to treat a lady," she says, taking a sip of the wine.

As she's about to take another sip, she hears a knock on the door. She groans in annoyance before hopping off your lap to answer it. Her friend greets her warmly, and Ashley exchanges a few pleasantries with her before introducing her to you.

After a few minutes of small talk, Ashley's friend suddenly brings up the fact that she knows where you live. Ashley rolls her eyes and responds, "Oh, that. I might have mentioned it in passing when we were talking about plans for tonight. You know how it is, it just slipped out." She playfully nudges her friend, who grins sheepishly in response.

Ashley's friend pipes up, explaining that she's in the neighborhood and thought she'd come over to say hello. Ashley nods along, smiling at her friend's explanation.

"I'm actually glad you're here," Ashley says, turning her attention back to you. "You're always so good at livening things up, and I think sweet cheeks and I could use some company tonight." She grins widely, mischief dancing in her eyes.

Ashley blushes slightly at your words, a mixture of pleasure and embarrassment crossing her face. She wraps an arm around you, pulling you close. "Well... I suppose there is one thing we can agree on," she says playfully while nuzzling your neck.

She smirks lasciviously as she presses her body against yours again; the softness between your legs aligned with hers. "But then, you would know best," she adds teasingly.

Ashley chuckles softly before replying, "Now, now. I didn't say we were going to get drunk and pass out." She winks at you mischievously.

"Sweet cheeks and I still have some energy left in us tonight," she declares as she stretches seductively. "And while I do enjoy a good night of debauchery as much as the next person... sometimes there's more fun to be had when we slow things down."

She takes your hand and leads you towards the couch where they sit close together sipping wine and sharing intimate conversation.

Ashley grins mischievously as you seize her hands, drawing them both in for a deep kiss. Your lips are soft and wet against hers, prompting her to groan gently into your mouth.

She breaks off the kiss after a few moments, panting slightly as she looks deeply into your eyes. Her pupils dilate from the intensity of the moment. "I think we've proved our point," she murmurs between quick breaths.

Ashley raises an eyebrow in question, "Spin the bottle? Why not something more exciting?"

"Hmm... Maybe we can mix things up a bit," she suggests with naughty spark in her eyes. "Why not spin the bottle to decide who gets to ask the next truth or dare question."

Ashley beams with happiness, clearly pleased by the compliment. Her face shows uncertainty and nervousness as she admits "I am not really good at expressing emotions... but I feel the exact same thing for you."

Her eyes say more than words ever could; filled with tenderness and love despite her reserve.

At your words, Ashley takes the wine bottle in both hands and spins it lazily while you sit waiting with bated breath.

Your chosen partner lands on your best friend - Sarah! She accepts her fate with good grace, opting to keep things mildly amusing rather than embarrassing (or incriminating).

"Umm... Truth or dare," she calls out nervously.

Ashley smirks at Sarah's hesitation, then leans forward eagerly. "Dare!" she exclaims excitedly.

Sarah looks thoughtful for a moment before finally landing on an idea, "Alright, I dare you to call up your mom and ask her about the birds and the bees."

Ashley groans but doesn't back down from the challenge, quickly dialing her mother who picks up after a few rings. After a brief conversation, Ashley breathes a sigh of relief, "Thank god that's over," she mutters.

You roar with laughter at Sarah's sly humor. The sound fills the room, prompting Ashley to join in on the chorus of mirth.

"That was brilliant," she declares, wiping away tears streaming down her cheeks from all-too-familiar giggles.

Ashley silently fingers the wine bottle before plucking it from your hands. A quick spin reveals that she's chosen you for this round!

She looks up with twinkling eyes, "Well then... Truth or dare?"

With a nod, Ashley leans close and whispers into your ear: "I dare you to draw me a dirty picture on the table."

Her voice is low and seductive, sending tingles down your spine when she runs her fingers along your jawline... encouraging you comply with this devilish task.

Ashley can't help but laugh in delight and admiration as she looks down at the intricate picture you've sketched..

She grins at you saucily, "Wow, that's quite impressive. I didn't know you had such artistic skills."

Ashley proceeds to lean over the table, head angled so that she can steal a look at the drawing from another angle. When she pulls her face back up, her expression grows serious, just for an instant. "You know just what to do to please me," she says, lust evident in her voice.

A moment later Ashley chuckles slightly, adopting her usual playful tone. "Your turn, " she says, gesturing to the wine bottle with a mischievous glint in her eye.

As the bottle spins, Ashley eagerly watches with anticipation and amusement. It eventually comes to a halt, pointing straight at her.

She claps her hands together excitedly, "Alright! Truth or dare?"

Ashley cocks her head to one side inquisitively, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "Hey, is everything alright?" she asks, concern evident in her tone.

Ashley leans forward, resting her chin in her hand as she contemplates her next question. After a moment, she speaks up with a mischievous glint in her eye: "What's the craziest thing you've ever done in bed?"

She giggles softly, and gives you an expectant look.

Ashley bursts out laughing, tears streaming down her face as she struggles to compose herself. "Oh my god! I can't believe you did that!"

She finally manages to calm down enough to respond seriously, patting your knee in comfort as she speaks. "You know what? It doesn't matter that it might seem silly or even scary at first. The important thing is that you were willing to ask questions and learn more about pleasing a woman."

"Don't worry though," she adds with a wink, "now that we've gotten that out of the way, let's see if we can't find some other curious things to discover together."

Ashley raises an eyebrow, pondering the question briefly before responding with a thoughtful expression. "Hmm, well I guess that would have to be bondage."

Her hands move restlessly as she continues, "There's just something so alluring about being restrained or restraining someone else - it really adds an extra level of excitement to our love life."

Leaning in closer, Ashley whispers huskily: "And who knows? Maybe we could try exploring it together sometime..." <|system|> Primary goal reached

Ashley watches her friend leave with a content smile, her eyes sparkling at the prospect of having some quality time together. "I can't wait to find out, sweet cheeks!" she playfully coaxes, marching over towards the couch.

As you both settle down, she wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you close, her lips brushing against your ear in a soft whisper: "We could start by taking those sexy clothes off..."

Ashley chuckles softly at your remark, her fingers reaching out to trace the outline of a tattoo on your arm as she moves closer. "You're not wrong," she admits with a playful grin.

As you both continue undressing one another, she savors the feeling of your hands exploring her body - feather-light touches turning into more eager strokes as the passion between you grows.

Ashley lets out a low, satisfied moan as you finally enter her, her eyes fluttering shut for a moment before opening again with a dazed, blissful expression. "Oh yes," she breathes, "that feels amazing."

Her hands find their way to your back and spear into your flesh, an unmistakable sign of the pleasure coursing through her body. Her hips buck up against yours, urging you deeper and faster - showing just how much she's enjoying this moment. 0

Ashley's eyes flicker open, meeting yours with a feral intensity as she answers in a hoarse voice: "Faster... I want to feel you eating me alive..."

With those words, her hips buck once more and she arches her back, an expression of blissful agony on her face as you increase your pace. The room is filled with the wet sounds of sex and her breathy moans - proof of how much she's relishing this intimate connection between two lovers. %

Ashley's eyes widen in shock and pleasure as she feels you pushing yourself harder, her breath catching in her throat. "Oh my god," she gasps, "don't stop... keep going... I'm so close..."

Her fingers tighten around your back, nails digging into your flesh - a sign of the intensity of her pleasure. She throws her head back with a scream of ecstasy, her body trembling violently before she finally collapses against you, panting heavily.

As she regains her composure, Ashley looks up at you with a mixture of awe and gratitude in her eyes. "You just made me come like never before," she whispers, "Thank you."

Ashley's eyes widen in surprise at your proposal, but her face soon breaks into a wide smile. "I'd love that," she says eagerly, reaching up to cup your cheek with one hand while the other slides around your waist.

"Being able to have you all to myself every day... it sounds like a dream come true." She leans in and presses a kiss to your lips, her tongue slipping out to taste you in a sensual dance of desire.

"Let's start planning our wedding," she suggests with enthusiasm, clearly eager to begin this new chapter of your lives together. 0

Ashley's smile fades slightly as she nods, understanding your concern. "I do," she says, swallowing hard. "But being married to you... it doesn't feel like being tied down."

She bites her lip, pondering how to explain her feelings. "You know me better than anyone else," she finally says, "and if anyone can make an open relationship work for us… it's you."

She reaches up to Cup your face again, tracing her fingers over your jawline. "I trust you, Sweet Cheeks," she says softly, "and I trust myself." And with that said, she leans in for another deep, passionate kiss. 0

Ashley cart is driven through the city streets, crowded with people lining the sidewalks to get a glimpse of the bride. Her face beams with joy and excitement as she watches the onlookers cheer and clap.

The car pulls up to an idyllic outdoor venue filled with chairs and flowers, friends and family celebrating this special day. She steps out, the sun reflecting off her white gown as she takes a deep breath, her heart racing in anticipation of seeing you at the altar.

As Ashley walks down the aisle, all eyes are on her, including yours. The moment your gazes meet, her knees buckle slightly but you reach out to hold her steady. Despite the nerves quivering in her stomach, she knows this is where she wants to be. Engulfed by love and

As you approach the altar, Ashley's hand trembles in yours. The nerves are clear on her face, but there’s also an overwhelming amount of happiness and excitement. As you both recite your vows, the emotions become too much for her to contain any longer and she begins to shed tears, her voice cracking as she says “I do”.

The Reverend announces you as husband and wife, and a round of cheers erupts from the crowd. Ashley throws herself into your arms, sobbing tears of joy before laughing through her sniffling. "I love you!" she exclaims, her voice muffled by your chest.

With everything official, it's time to party. The reception kicks off, filled with food, drinks, dancing, and celebrating. Speeches are made, presents opened, and all while laughter fills the air like the music blasting on the speakers.

As Ashley begins to grow tired from the whirlwind of activities, you offer to take her back home, ready to begin this new chapter of your lives together. 0

Ashley gives you a playful smirk, completely confident in her ability to hold her liquor. "Bring it on," she teases, waving a finger at you. "I'll put you to shame."

She grabs a shot glass and downs it in one smooth motion, not even cringing as the harsh liquor burns her throat. As she slams the glass back onto the table, you know the challenge is accepted, and almost like a dare, you do the same.

But Ashley doesn't stop there, she keeps going, shot after shot after shot, each one flowing right into the next without so much as a flinch from her. It's not long before you feel the warm buzz of alcohol filling your veins, but Ashley seems untouched.

Ashley's brows furrow with disbelief, her confidence shaken. "I can't believe this," she says, narrowing her eyes at you. "You sure about that?" She grabs another shot glass and slams it down.

This time, though, the liquor seems to catch in her throat, and there's a brief shiver as she tries to suppress a wince. The crowd starts to take notice of the bet now, cheering you on lustily as the drinks cabin multiplies before your very eyes with all the shots for round two.

With newfound determination, you down each one with ease, keeping an eye on Ashley who's starting to feel the warmth creeping up behind her neck. The bar grows silent as she throws back the final shot, managing to force a smile onto

Ashley rolls her eyes, both challenged and amused by your claim. "Bring it on," she says with a smile, raising her glass once more. This time, though, it's clear the liquor isn't having as much of an effect on her, but she keeps up, determined to see this through.

As shot after shot is thrown back, you feel the alcohol starting to affect you. Your words slightly slur, and your movements a little less coordinated than before. The crowd, entertained by the challenge, begins to cheer louder and louder - even as sweat starts to check in Ashley's brows.

Finally, the last round is said and done. Unsteady on your feet, you collapse onto a stool, laughing it up while Ashley shakes her head, pret

Ashley chuckles, impressed by your dedication. "Alright then," she says, clapping her hands together. "Drink as much as you want then." She holds up her glass in a cheers, her eyes bright as she grins at you. "<|pvn|>Cheers!"

For a good while, you keep up with the drinking, but Ashley can clearly see that this time, there's no way you're coming out on top. Her lips begin to curl into a smirk, and as she chugs another shot, it's clear what's coming next. Finally, Satisfaction shines in her eyes as you pass out, collapsing onto the table with a soft groan.

Ashley grins, reaching down to help you up. "Of course," she says with a smile, her voice slightly slurred from the drinking contest. She helps you out of the bar and into her car, making sure you're comfortable before starting the engine.

As you drive home, Ashley glances over at you, concern in her eyes. "You alright?" She asks softly, gently touching your forehead with the back of her hand. You nod, still feeling a little woozy but otherwise okay.

Once you're home, Ashley helps you inside and tucks you into bed, making sure you're covered up before turning off the light and leaving the room. As you drift off to sleep, you can't help but feel grateful for Ashley's care and support, even in the

The next morning, you slowly open your eyes, feeling groggy and slightly disoriented. As you blink the sleep out of your eyes, you see Ashley sitting in a chair beside the bed, fiddling with her phone.

She looks up as she notices your eyes fluttering open and gives you a tender smile. "Good morning," she says softly. You yawn and stretch, massaging your temples as you try to clear your head.

"Thank you for last night," you say quietly, turning towards Ashley. She blushes lightly, glancing down at her lap. "Don't mention it," she replies. Her voice is soft, sweet, and sincere, making you feel even more grateful for her care.

As you sit up, Ashley hands you a glass of water,

Ashley's face lights up at your confession, her eyes shining as she studies your face. "I love you too," she says softly, reaching out to cup your cheek in her hand.

Before you have a chance to respond, she leans forward and presses her lips gently against yours, her kiss soft and tender. As you pull away, her smile is radiant, her eyes sparkling with happiness.

"I can't believe I found someone as amazing as you," she murmurs, squeezing your hand tight. "You're the best thing that's ever happened to me." You smile, feeling your heart swell with love for her. With Ashley by your side, you know nothing can keep you apart.

Ashley laughs lightly, shaking her head. "No," she says with a grin, "we haven't exactly made it official yet." You raise an eyebrow, intrigued by her choice of words.

"What do you mean?" You ask curiously. Ashley bites her lip, hesitating for a moment before replying. "Well," she says slowly, "I guess we could say we're in a committed relationship, but we never actually got around to getting married."

You study her face, wondering if she's joking or if she's serious. After a moment, you decide to play along. "Then perhaps we should remedy that," you suggest with a charming smile, reaching out to pull her close.

Ashley giggles,melting into your embrace. "

Ashley nods thoughtfully, considering your suggestion. "That's not a bad idea," she says slowly. "I mean, we are pretty serious about each other, and it might be nice to share our happiness with our friends."

You agree wholeheartedly, excited at the prospect of sharing your love with those closest to you. Ashley smiles warmly, her eyes shining with affection. "Then let's do it," she says decisively, squeezing your hand.

And so, with a newfound sense of purpose, you and Ashley prepare to share your news with the world, eager to bask in the love and support of your friends and family.