He carried me to his room. Our lips never came undone. He threw me on the bed then walked to the bedside table and opened the drawer. He reached in and pulled out a condom. He set it on the table and came to me. We started to kiss slowly again and I pulled his shirt over his head, then he mine. He trailed kisses down my neck. I choked down a moan. I undid hid pants. He tried for mine, but couldn't get the belt off. I reached down to help him. Soon all we had on was our underwear and I, a bra. I lay down, him on top of me. He, again, reaches for the condom. He ripped it open with his teeth and, to be honest, it turned me on more than it should have. He pulled his underwear down, leaving him completely naked. He started to stroke himself before wrapping the condom around his already hardened member. He was big, bigger than I expected. "Whoa!" I whispered, completely embarrassing myself. But he completely ignored it. He was on top again and wrapped his hand around my thigh. He hooked his fingers around my underwear. He bent down and started to kiss just above my waistline. He knew the sweet spot. I could help but let out a moan. "Don't hold them back, it turns me on more than you could imagine. Don't hold back on dirty talk either." He slowly moved higher to position himself. I felt the tip slowly come in. Soon, the rest. "Oh my god, Ashton!" I half moaned half shouted. "Are you okay, you wanna-" I stopped him. "Shut up. Keep going, it feels so amazing." He pulled back, then in again. He was slow at first, but his pace began to quicken. "Ashton!" I moaned. "That's right, don't hold back. Always let out your moans. Do you have anything you wanna try, because I do." He slowed down but I didn't want him to. "You can tie me up, and use your bandana as a blindfold." I suggested. "Ooh, a little eager are we?" "Don't be an ass." I snapped. "Speaking of asses, do you mind?" "Please be my guest." I panted and panted but I'm just so out of breath. He walked over to his dresser and grabbed a tie and my pink bandana. Slowly, he walked back to me. I put my hands behind my head, allowing him to tie me to the bed. Before I knew it, I couldn't move my hands or see anything. I could, however, feel him. His hands were around my waist, rising me from the bed. He slowly inserted into the back this time. Slow thrusts soon became full on gyrating hips, pounding into my ass. It hurt, but the pain was overpowered by the pleasure. "Ashton, yes!" I shouted. "Shh, the neighbors." "I couldn't care less. They don't know how good it feels to have you in them." I could hardly get this sentence out with my very few pants I had left in me. "Well..." "You know, if I want tied up, I'd smack you." "But you are tired up Rachel. And you're in my hands. I can do practically whatever I want with you." I couldn't hold back this moan anymore. He turned me over on my knees. He grabbed my hips for help, and again started pounding into my ass. "Rachel!" He stopped for a few seconds to do god knows what. "Ashton, what are you doi-" I couldn't finish without him pounding into me. I was quickly turned back around. He was no longer banging into my ass. He started to show down and his hips jerked. He was soon untying me. I pulled the blindfold off myself and laid next to him on the bed. "That...... Was amazing!" I was so out of breath. I've never felt that amazing in my life.
