Locking Her Dream Man Ch. 05

For a long time Ashley basked in the warmth of the running water, and the gentle strength of David's arms wrapped around her. She'd snuggled down close, her head resting against his bare chest. Here she could hear his heartbeat and listen to it gradually calm. She liked that she could have that effect on him.

But what she didn't like was how tightly wound he had been today. Even before she had walked through the door he was like a bungee cord. And it was fun to tease him and get him worked up, but there was a limit. If he stayed like that all the time, with his nervous system haywire it would not be healthy. Today had been a good example.

David needed to cum. Not right now necessarily, but sometime soon.

The thought quite excited Ashley. Partly because he was right there, and had no idea what she was thinking. But mostly because she wanted to make him cum. In fact she'd wanted to do this for a while, but she wanted even more to see how long he could go without. By now he had spent a little under three months locked in a chastity cage. A chastity cage that she held the key to. And it had been so much fun to keep him denied and teased.

Now, she was going to enjoy making him cum instead. But there was still going to be plenty of teasing, of that she was certain. It would need some good planning. Of course, she could just unlock him and make him cum right now. But where was the fun in that? No, she was going to make it something David was never going to forget...

Ashley squeaked as the water flowing from the shower started to turn cold. She quickly reached up and shut it off. As disappointed as she was to have the moment broken, it was probably a sign they had sat there like that for long enough.

"Close your eyes for a moment, will you?"

David nodded and closed his eyes, a placid smile on his face. Ashley stood up, then leant down and planted a trio of swift kisses on his lips, cheek and forehead, then basked in the cute flush that bloomed in his cheeks and the adorable way his smile split even wider. She then stepped out of the shower and grabbed David's towel, and for just a moment buried her face in it, basking in his soft scent. Before she could get too carried away, she pulled it away and started to dry around her waist.

Then she stopped and looked down at her clothes lying crumpled on the bathroom floor. They were all coated in sweat from their workout and run earlier, and she had been too distracted thinking about David's cock to think this far ahead and bring a change of clothes.

"Hey could I just nip to your room and borrow some underwear or shorts or something?"

David still sat placidly in the shower, his eyes obediently shut, but his lips twitched up into a smirk. "Are yours a little soaked, are they?"

Ashley rolled her eyes, but a smile still snuck its way onto her face. "Hey, some of it was sweat!"

"Some?"

"Hmm, maybe a few drops..."

David gave an amused snort then nodded. "And yes, of course you can borrow clothes. Just down the hall and to the left."

After planting a small thank you kiss on his nose, Ashley opened the bathroom door and padded barefoot down the hall. She quickly found David's bedroom. It felt strange being in here for the first time, especially without him here. It felt like she was snooping, even though she knew David probably wouldn't mind even if she was.

It was neat and tidy. Much tidier than Ashley's bedroom. His bed was made, grey sheets and flower-patterned blankets. He had a small, organized desk and a large mirror on one wall. Ashley paused as she glimpsed her naked form in the reflection. She put her hand on one hip and turned slightly seeing how the light drifting through blinds shifted and danced across her body.

For a long time Ashley had been ambivalent about her body. It wasn't that she necessarily disliked it, but it was difficult to look past the flaws and imperfections. The small scar below her ribs, her soft belly, and the slight asymmetry of her breasts. So, she had kind of stopped looking altogether.

Until she had reconnected with David. The adoration he looked at her with, the care and love he had showered on every inch of her body in the shower, the way even a glimpse of her nudity drove him feral. It had slowly been making her look at herself in a different light, and now, in the mirror she saw a hot, confident woman looking back at her.

She could get used to this. Typically she didn't spend much time naked at her own home, let alone others, but there was something freeing about it. Plus, she knew it would drive David wild.

Ashley opened his chest of drawers and grabbed the first pair of underwear she found and pulled them on. They promptly flopped back down to the floor as soon as she let go. She frowned then set about digging deep into the bottom of his drawers in the hope of finding something old and outgrown.

Eventually she pulled out a faded navy pair of shorts that looked like they might fit and held them up in the light to look them over. As she turned them around she saw a familiar emblem and her lips curved upwards.

***

"You can open your eyes now," Ashley murmured in a low seductive voice. She watched, hand on her hip, as David's eyes blinked and adjusted to the light, then turned towards her and widened.

"You're wearing my school sports shorts," he murmured.

"I am," Ashley responded with a smirk. The same shorts she had watched David running around in hundreds of times. The shorts she had always thought were a little shorter than strictly necessary, not that she was about to say something. The very shorts that had filled countless of her fantasies. Although she had to admit, during those fantasies the shorts didn't tend to hang around very long.

"Thats... all that you are wearing."

"Correct," she responded simply, enjoying the way his gaze latched onto her chest. "Here, time to get dry."

She helped him up from where he sat in the shower and handed him a towel, then hopped up and sat on the vanity to watch. That was something she was loving about their dynamic. She didn't have to justify or explain or validate her pleasure. Instead she felt free to just sit and stare without shame.

He was cute like this, a little ruffled by her attention, and his eyes darting back to her breasts. He wasn't posed or flexing, he was just natural. She liked him that way. Big and strong, but human. More interested in good food than having a six-pack. Not that he was close to overweight, he just didn't have the body of a superhero. And she was glad. He looked more real this way, and he could give far superior cuddles.

Ashley enjoyed the way the muscles in his arms and legs moved as he dried himself. And she had to admit she loved seeing his cock locked away in its cage. Her fingers absently fondled the key pendant that she had draped around her neck, but stopped when David saw her and nearly tripped.

Once he was dry she led the way out to his dining room, the only items of clothing between them were her shorts, his cage, and the key dangling around her neck. They settled down onto chairs at the dining table, and Ashley turned slightly so she could rest her feet in David's lap.

"So," she started, her feet teasing David's cage. "There was a choice I gave you some time to think about?"

A few days ago she had asked him to choose which would happen first. He could cum, or he could fuck her. Just not both at one time. Ashley had thought that making him choose to either deny himself his orgasm or the feel of her pussy would be quite the tease. And judging by the blush that bloomed in his cheek it certainly had been successful. Maybe even a little too much.

"Umm yes," he mumbled.

Ashley raised one eyebrow. "And?"

David took a few seconds then sucked in a deep breath. "Look, I think I know which one you would prefer me choose. But I have no doubt you'll be teasing the daylights out of me beforehand."

Ashley had to smile at that. He knew her well.

"So, after all this time, if I fuck you, it will probably be a matter of seconds. And you deserve so much more than that."

Normally that wouldn't bother Ashley in the slightest, she knew David would happily go a second and probably a third round with her. But if he wasn't going to cum in the first place that wasn't really possible. It was a very sweet reason to make his decision and she couldn't help the goofy grin from spreading out across her cheeks.

"Good. Just for the record, I'm glad you chose that one." Technically speaking it made no difference. She had decided he needed to cum, and had he chosen the other option she would have told him no. But it was still adorable to listen to his reasoning. That was one of the things she loved so much about they're dynamic. She didn't have to feel guilty about changing her mind or prioritising her pleasure. In fact, he loved it when she was a little firm with him.

"Really?" David brightened up as he looked over. During his answering he had been a little too nervous to look directly at her, but now that he did, he faltered and swallowed. "Umm, you're touching yourself."

"Yes," Ashley stated matter-of-factly, the fingers inside her shorts speeding up slightly. "And yes I am glad you chose that, although it's quite a close thing. I'm looking forward to both, but I'm really excited to watch you cum. Or more accurately, make you cum."

She could see from the desperation in his eyes that he was every bit as excited as she was. "But that won't be today of course. I haven't decided when, it might not be for a long time."

That wasn't strictly true, but telling him he was going to cum very soon would almost certainly get him wound up far too tight, and she didn't want that. A little bit teasing, sure, she was going to make him earn that orgasm, but not so much his nervous system went haywire.

She could of course make him cum right then and there. One quick flick of the key, a few pumps of her hand and he'd be spurting everywhere. But she wanted more than that. She really wanted to make it special for both of them. There were images flashing through her mind of a long night of teasing and flirting, ending with David cumming all over her tits, or face or maybe her ass. Or maybe she would blow him, and he would fill her mouth with so much cum it overflowed.

A fresh image flashed into Ashley's mind of her riding David's face to orgasm, in unison with his semen spurting out onto his chest. It was perhaps a hopeful fantasy, she'd never cum from having her pussy licked before, hence why she was so willing to tease and deny it to David until now, but she knew how much he wanted to taste her pussy and even if she didn't cum she knew he would love it.

Maybe she could give him a bit of a teaser.

The fingers toying with her sensitive clit kept a steady, even pace. "Now, I spent an hour watching you and your beautiful cock while you stretched and exercised, I watched you shower, and even had you wash me, and I think more erotic than anything else, you locked your cock back up for me. God that was hot!"

Thinking back on that moment, her legs clamped around the hand buried in her shorts and her head rolled back. She hadn't asked him to, she hadn't said a word. But he knew she wanted him to, so even after months denied, he still volunteered. For her.

After a few seconds she regained her composure and looked David straight in the eye. "So now, I need to cum."

"Can I help?"

Ashley smiled at the hopefulness in his voice. He was so fucking adorable. And she knew how electric his touch was. But that wasn't what she had in mind today.

"No." If she didn't know how utterly and wholeheartedly feral denial drove David, she would definitely feel bad. Instead she leaned towards him and grinned. "But since I intend to use that tongue of yours one day, I thought you could have a bit of a preview."

David's eyes widened at the thought and he nodded earnestly. "Yes please," he croaked out.

"Then kneel down here."

Without an ounce of hesitation he slipped off his chair and knelt in front of her. Ashley was a little surprised at the jolt her core gave at the sight of him down there, staring up at her with adoration and lust. She shuffled forward so she sat on the edge of her seat, then lifted her legs and draped them over David's shoulder, so his head was nestled between her thighs just inches away from her drooling crotch.

He sucked in a breath at the touch of her thighs to his cheeks, and when Ashley glanced down she could see his cage bobbing up and down in time with his pulse. His eyes were latched onto the shorts in front of him, and the hand rhythmically circling inside with a ravenous hunger.

"You will not get to touch my pussy today, nor see it. But you will get a front row seat to my orgasm. And while you're down there, I want you to tell me all the things you like about me."

Maybe she was being a little self-indulgent, but she didn't care. With a lick of his lips David's eyes rose to meet hers. He looked past the lewd masturbating, so close he could probably almost taste it, and could most certainly smell it. He looked past her breasts, rising and falling in time with her steadily quickening breath, and her sharp, perky nipples. He stared straight into her eyes with a strange sincerity.

"You," he murmured, his voice an intoxicating rumble, "are the most utterly vibrant person I have ever met. You are fun, exciting, flirty, and wonderfully kind and thoughtful."

Ashley blinked, a little taken back, but her hand sped up. She had expected him to talk about her breasts or maybe her legs.

"You are unpredictable, and yet completely predictable in every way that matters. You are gentle and considerate, and simultaneously a goddess of chaos. Your eyes are entirely entrancing, and your smile haunts my every waking moment."

As his words washed over her, Ashley could almost feel the low, sensual rumble of his voice against her clit, and it pulsed in response. She allowed her eyes to drift closed and her head to roll back as warm tingling pleasure slowly enveloped her.

"And on top of all that," David continued, his voice even lower and deeper than before, "you are the most utterly gorgeous woman I have ever seen. Every part of you drives me wild. Your soft hair, your smooth, toned legs, your belly. God it feels like a travesty that I haven't coated that belly of yours with my cum. And of course those glorious breasts. They torment my dreams. They're so cute and perky, and I adore those little brown nipples of yours."

A long, satisfied sigh left Ashley's lips as her legs quivered in orgasm. It was not nearly as explosive as her others around David, but no less intense. Less like a wave crashing over her then the tide, slowly and steadily spreading all across her entire being. Her hand slowed and stopped, her breathing heavy.

After a few seconds to bask in her contentment, she opened her eyes, raised her head, and smiled down at David. Her fingers scooped up as much of the sticky dampness that now coated her pussy as possible, then held it up in front of him. Light glinted from her slimy fingers, and several thick strands dangled between her fingers.

"Would you like a taste?"

David's tongue darted across his lips and he nodded earnestly. Ashley smiled and held out her hand in front of him, but as his mouth opened and reached out, she pulled back and wiped her hand clean on her tits.

"Help yourself!" Ashley lounged back in her chair, a devious smirk on her face.

David grinned, lifted his lips to her breast, and started tenderly licking and sucking every drop. It didn't take long before they were thoroughly cleaned, but that didn't stop him. He alternated between laying passionate kisses across her breasts and sucking her nipple into his mouth and flicking his tongue across it.

As he did, Ashley sat there enjoying the attention and allowed her hands to gently run through his soft, luscious locks.

"I think I'd like to return the favour. So, while you suck on my tits, I'm going to tell you some of the things I love about you."

She grinned as David let out a soft, muffled moan into her breasts. "I love how kind you are. To everyone you meet, you are so compassionate and thoughtful and selfless. I love how gentle and caring you are. I've never even heard you raise your voice. I love your dry humour. I love how calm, collected, and controlled you are in public. And I love how I don't even have to say a word to make you melt."

After David swapped breasts, Ashley leant her head down to plant a series of soft kisses on the top of his head, before she started talking again, her voice a sultry murmur.

"I love how fun you are to tease, I love the adoring way you look at me. I love the way you make me feel about myself. And I love your soft hair, and your strong muscles, and cute little love handles."

As she spoke her fingers gently circled their way down his arms and along his waist. She could feel the goosebumps rising on his skin. Then she leant down so her lips were close to David's ear and whispered.

"And I love that pretty cock of yours. Both caged and free range."

David whined into her chest, and his hips shifted. Ashley glanced down to find a thin bead of precum dripping from his cage almost all the way to the floor. She giggled and returned her fingers to his hair.

For a while she just enjoyed his loving touch, but eventually she had to give a small groan. "Ok, anymore and I will need to cum a few more times before I leave."

The tongue attacking her nipples sped up, and David sucked harder. Ashley laughed and gently pushed his head away. "As much fun as that would be, I have some things I need to do."

David obediently detached himself with a few parting kisses and looked up at her wide-eyed. "Can I see you again soon?"

"Aww, that's cute! Is it the chance to cum or to taste my pussy that you're more desperate for?" Ashley's laughter died when she glimpsed the look on David's face. It was as if she had slapped him. He pulled back and blinked up at her.

"I hope you don't think that's why I want to see you again."

Ashley's heart fell at the hurt that filled his voice. She hadn't meant anything along those lines.

"You can tell me right now that both of those are off limits when I see you next, and it won't make an ounce of difference to how much I want to see you. Hell you can tell me it will be one hundred percent PG-rated and it still won't make a difference. I love spending time with you, all this stuff is just a bonus. Admittedly a very fun and hot bonus, but-"

He was interrupted by Ashley's soft hand upon his chin. Gently but firmly she tilted his head until he was forced to look her in her warm, smiling eyes. "Darling, I know. You have proven that time and time again. Hell, even just a few minutes ago..."

Ashley's eyes glazed over as she drifted back to the memory of her orgasm, and David's murmured compliments.

"Thank you," he said quietly. "I spiralled a bit just now, didn't I?"

The relief on his face was palpable, and Ashley smiled then leant down and planted a gentle kiss on his forehead, then his lips. He was still on his knees in front of her, and she had to admit she was finding it more and more arousing to have her big strong man knelt down before her.

"Yes, but that's ok. Just as long as you know I was only teasing."

"Of course, but... can I see you again soon?"

A long drawn-out groan escaped Ashley's lips and her head rocked back in annoyance. "I wish," she wined, "but I have a work trip. I'm leaving on Friday and will be gone for about a week. But next Saturday, how about we get dinner ok?"

A brief flash of disappointment flickered across David's eyes before he nodded eagerly. "Can't wait!"

As his hand cupped her cheek, Ashley smiled. Knowing that she would have this man waiting at home for her, made the thought of the approaching work trip more bearable. David rose until his lips brushed gently against hers. Their kiss started out light and slow, their passion slowly rising until Ashley could barely think of anything beyond their dancing tongues and tender lips.

But eventually she placed both hands on David's bare chest and gently pushed him away. When their lips broke they both sucked in large breaths. Ashely leant forward and rested her forehead against his.

"I really need to get going now, because if I stay much longer I don't think I'll ever leave again," she groaned.

David stood up straight and offered her a hand up from her seat. It was an entirely unnecessary gesture, but it was sweet and she was happy to take it. He wasn't making it easy to leave, so Ashley forced herself to walk over to the front door without looking back until she was a few steps through the door.

When she did turn back to wave goodbye, she found David staring at her wide-eyed.

"Are you... Um... Your..." His throat bobbed as he swallowed. "Would you like to borrow a shirt?"

Ashley frowned and followed his gaze down towards her chest, then let out a piercing yelp, hurled herself back inside and slammed the door shut so hard that the hinges shuddered. The single eyebrow raised in amusement at her told Ashley exactly how much composure she had lost in that moment.

Removing her arms from where they had instinctively covered her bare breasts, she crossed them and leant back as casually as she could manage against the door. She blew a few stray strands of hair out of her face.

"Um, I mean, I suppose. If you insist."

For a few seconds she stayed like that, until they both collapsed into giggles. Ashley couldn't believe he made her feel so euphoric and at home in her own skin that she had just flashed half the neighbourhood. Well, perhaps that wasn't quite true, David had some trees that obscured the view a little, and she had barely been outside for more than a second. The likelihood anyone had actually seen her was low.

Still, that didn't stop her heart from thumping as she followed David down to his room. At least she could laugh about it. Not long ago she probably would have been mortified. Well, more mortified.

David offered her free choice of any shirt she wanted, which she thought was very brave, but she managed to control her urge to go digging through his pile of used clothes and settled on a simple, grey t-shirt. It hung baggy over her, almost covering the shorts she wore. Both David and Ashley also noticed the way her nipples showed through the fabric.

It certainly wouldn't be very work appropriate, nor would she win any fashion awards, but hopefully it would get her home without a public indecency charge.

"And you're welcome to keep the shorts. They're far too small for me, I just haven't got around to throwing them out."

Ashley thanked him as she tried not to think too hard about his ass squeezed tight into those very shorts she was currently wearing. She reluctantly said goodbye with a soft kiss to his cheek.

***

Ashley strolled absently between the trees, her mind lost in the excitement for her next week. It had only been a few hours since she had seen David last, but already she could barely wait to see his reaction. Since she was going to be away over the coming week, she wanted to get her plans in order ahead of time. And if she tried to do that at home, she knew her hand would be buried between her legs the entire time. So she had chosen to go for a nice evening walk.

It was actually quite frustrating, because she had too many fun ideas to fit into a single night. She wanted to tease and edge him over and over, until finally at the end of the night she made him explode in one mighty orgasm. But then again, she also wanted to make him cum again and again and again, until he was utterly spent. And she wanted to feel him burst in her mouth, feel him spray his cum all over her, feel him pulsing beneath her hand, and stare into his eyes all at the same time.

There was so much more, running through her mind at a breakneck pace. She knew she couldn't fit everything into one night. But the consolation was that she would get to experience every one of them at some point.

And of course she needed to figure out what to do with his keys. There were two, one she kept safely tucked away in a small drawer next to her bed, and the other her fingers lazily toyed with as she walked. She was planning to take one with her on her trip, maybe take a few teasing pictures with it. But it was the first time she had been really more than half an hour away, if anything were to go wrong, and she did not want to leave him without a means of escape.

Perhaps she could put it in an envelope and seal it with an ink-print of her thumb and drop it over to him before she left? That way there would be no way for him to open it without her knowing. Not that she was too worried about him doing that, he was very obedient. But this way it would remove some of the torment of knowing his release was right there, that he could just grab at any moment.

"Ashley!"

She jumped back to the present as a shrill voice called out to her. Her soul groaned as she saw her former classmate Lyandra approaching. But at least if their last meeting was anything to go by, the loud, stylish woman had at least leant some introspection. Maybe this wouldn't be as painful as Ashley was imagining.

"Hey Lyandra, you doing well?"

"Oh yes, I got a lovely manicure this morning, and last night we tried out a new asian fusion place in the city. The other week I got a promotion at work! And of course-"

Just as Ashley had resigned herself to hearing Lyandra's entire life story without getting a word in edgewise, Lyandra froze, her eyes widening and staring at Ashley's chest. A faint pink sheen ran across her cheeks.

At first Ashley thought Lyandra was being a perv, but then she followed the woman's gaze and noticed the key dangling in front of her cleavage.

Shit. She had forgotten to take it off after getting home from David's. This was bad. Since it had been enough to completely shut Lyandra up, at least for a few seconds, then she must have realised exactly what it was a key for.

"Wait, you're wearing a chastity belt too! That's so cool! Can you wear it long? I can only go twelve hours before I need to take it off and have a good clean."

Seriously, what were the chances that this woman would be able to keep her mouth shut for even a few minutes? Ashley could live with the judgement that would come if their former classmates found out. Hell, there would probably be some congratulations coming from certain people. But she knew it would be different for David. She had told him she never wanted to expose him, and she meant it, but now-

Ashley's rushing thoughts stopped dead, as she finally processed the words that had come out of her ex-classmate's mouth.

She had a chastity belt. And she thought Ashley did too. Laughter almost burst from Ashley's lungs. Why in the hell that woman thought she wore the key to her own chastity belt around her neck was a mystery. But it wouldn't last. If Lyandra used half a moment of thought, she would realise exactly who the key was for. It was only a matter of time.

So Ashley decided to get ahead of it and go all in. She put on a coy smile. "And why do you think this is the key to my chastity?"

Lyandra's eyes bulged even wider and her jaw fell open. "You mean that's for..."

"Yes," Ashley replied simply. Then she hooked a finger into Lyandra's collar and pulled her in close, her eyes narrowed into a fierce glare. It was a bold move, especially for Ashley. It was only the confidence gained from her experiences with David that gave her the courage.

But it had an unexpected effect. Lyandra's cheeks turned crimson, her eyes widened and a small, strangled gasp escaped her lips. Ashley raised an eyebrow, then smirked.

"But if you ever tell a single soul... I will show the world the submissive little slut you are."

It was a bold play, but considering the chastity belt, and the way Lyandra had practically melted at the knees, Ashley was fairly confident. And it hit. Lyandra started hurling her head up and down with an adorable desperation.

"Of course, I would never dream of-" She stopped and frowned slightly. "Actually, I am going to tell my fiancé."

Ashley's mouth opened but before she could get a word out Lyandra shook her head firmly, her elegant golden hair twirling in a dazzling haze.

"It's non-negotiable, but I can promise you right now there is not a chance in hell he will tell a soul. And he'll punish me if I tell anyone."

A long silence followed that final statement, and Ashley raised an eyebrow. There was a flicker of concern for her former classmate running through her. A dom and sub relationship was really not something she was in any place to comment on. But there was a slightly different power dynamic with a male dom.

With David, despite her power, there was always a subliminal understanding that physically she couldn't force him to do anything against his will. It always had to be consensual. But with a man the size of Lyandra's fiancé there wasn't quite that same certainty.

Apparently, Lyandra had realised the same thing, and was suddenly shaking her head in a fluster.

"No, wait! That... I... It sounds bad, but I promise... I."

Her ruffled babbling quickly got on Ashley's nerves, and she raised her hand. "Quiet, please."

Instantly Lyandra's mouth snapped shut. For a few minutes she regathered her breath and wits, and Ashley nodded for her to continue.

"Sorry, that came out poorly. Yes, Mason and I are in a dom sub relationship, but I want to be clear, it is entirely consensual at all times, and I was the one that initiated it. If I tell him about your secret, and ask him to punish me if I tell him, that will genuinely really help me to keep it secret. And the punishment itself I really don't mind, it's only spanking, which I actually enjoy. Really it's the mental desire to please my fiancé that is the real motivation."

For a while Ashley stared at her through narrowed eyes, her lips pursed as if in thought. In reality she had made up her mind quickly, but was just enjoying Lyandra blushing and squirming while she waited. Usually she was so confident and elegant, and Ashley had to admit seeing this other side was turning her on a little.

"Very well," she eventually said, hiding her smile at Lyandra's obvious relief. "And your secret is safe with me. And David of course. But every time I see you from now on, I'm going to know you are secretly a submissive little chastity slut.

Lyandra's face turned an even brighter shade of crimson and her mouth swung open and shut several times. Ashley grinned, waved and walked off, leaving Lyandra's still sputtering with embarrassment in her wake.

***

Amidst the general bustle of the airport terminal, Ashley sat her leg bouncing nervously. It wasn't the approaching flight that had her on edge, it wasn't even a particular long one. It was the excitement of getting home that had her worked up. Or more specifically, it was the excitement of getting home and seeing David.

Fortunately, she had barely any time, let alone energy to spend thinking too much about it. The entire week had been overrun with work, and she'd barely left the hotel for anything else. In the evenings she had usually spent time on a call with David, but for the most part kept it PG. Apart from Tuesday evening when she had run a bath and fingered herself to an orgasm while listening to David talk.

She wanted to make sure he wasn't getting too wound up, so would sometimes do breathing exercises with him over the phone, and one evening they spent an hour on facetime, with barely a word. They just lay there, in their respective beds, matching each other's breath, and slowly falling asleep. Somehow that wound up being shockingly intimate, and despite everything they'd done together, thinking about that moment was enough to make Ashley's breath catch.

But now she was finished up, and on her way home. And she was ravenous.

***

Ashley swung out of her car and skipped towards David's front door. Her dress bounced with each step, and the cool air against her bare pussy was exhilarating. It was a risqué move, especially for her, but with how utterly desperate she was, her panties were going to get stripped off the instant she was through the door anyway.

She had arrived home from her trip late last night, and tonight she had her plans with David. But it was barely midmorning and all she could think about was cumming her brains out with him. It had been four days since she had last cum, and on her trip she had been busy enough to keep her libido in check. But not anymore. Since she had woken up she had been edging herself. Not intentionally, she just really wanted to save her orgasms for when she was with David, but she also couldn't quite keep her hands off herself.

That was why she just decided she was coming over so much earlier than originally planned.

She marched up the steps and swung the door open confidently to find David standing there, his eyes wide. Fuck he was hot. Sure, her desperation might be adding to it, but he was always drop dead gorgeous.

"I need to see it," she blurted out, her eyes dropping to his crotch.

David's jaw dropped, and he made a small choking sound before he cleared his throat. His eyes darted to somewhere out of sight.

"Um, hey Ashley it's great to see you, these are my parents, Carol and Andy, and my sister Kate."

A sick swirling filled her gut as she slowly peered in around the door to find David's whole family sitting on the couch. Oh god the first thing she said in front of them was for David to pull his cock out! How was she ever going to look them in the eyes! What would they think of her!

"Yes, I can show you that new shirt I got, but maybe a little later." David said awkwardly, his eyes darting in every direction.

"Huh? Oh! Yes, the shirt! That's what I was asking to see." Ashley winced internally. It was certainly not her finest work. But Carol and Andy seemed unphased, smiling and getting up to greet her. Kate, on the other hand, had an amused glint in her eye, and Ashley quickly looked away.

"It's wonderful to meet you darling, David's told us so much about you!" David's mother cried as she wrapped her arms joyfully around Ashley.

"Oh, nothing too bad I hope," she replied nervously, as she tried desperately to keep her composure. She was suddenly regretting the choice to go commando. God, she hoped they couldn't smell her arousal. At least she had showered before coming here.

"When does David ever talk bad about anyone," Andy said with a wry smile and offered his hand to shake. "We were just about to eat, care to join us?"

Ashley's thoughts were still firing in just about every direction, unfortunately none of them were of any help to this particular situation. She looked over to David who could only offer a strained smile. Then she turned back, took a deep breath and flashed a bright smile. In any other circumstance she would probably be thrilled to meet David's parents, so she was going to try and make the best of it. Even if she was still embarrassed to her very core.

"I'd love to!"

David's dining table was small, and as Ashley sat down beside him, her leg rested against his. There was something quite grounding and comforting about it, the solid physical contact that helped remind her that she wasn't alone.

It also helped how welcoming and excited Carol was to meet her. Occasionally David and Andy would get in a word edgewise, but otherwise it was just Ashley and Carol chatting away, and it turned out to be quite a lovely time. She found out lots of embarrassing childhood stories that made David blush, and plenty of other stories that just made her more certain of how she felt about him.

Plus, it didn't hurt that David had made butter chicken and rice, and it was fucking delicious! She had never had a chance to taste his cooking yet, but she sure as hell was going to plenty of times in the future.

David's sister was the one person in the room Ashley couldn't get a read on. Kate hadn't said a word at all during the meal, and there was something in her gaze that Ashley couldn't quite read. It wasn't quite distrust, or suspicion, and as it didn't let up, unease slowly crept up Ashley's spine, until she suddenly realised her breath was coming quickly. She quickly stood up and headed to the nearest place some level of privacy to compose herself, under the guise of getting out some of David's cookies

After a few moments to herself, Ashley's breath came easier. She grabbed the box of cookies from the shelf, her hands shaking a little, and turned back around, only to find David standing there behind her. Before she could say anything, he pulled her into a gentle hug.

"You're doing a great job," he murmured quietly. "Just remember, I'm here with you no matter what."

The pantry gave them just enough privacy for a moment of emotional intimacy. As the low, resolute rumble of David's voice washed over, Ashley melted into his warm, enveloping chest. One hand held her comfortingly around the waist, and the other gently rubbed small circles on her back.

Sometimes, in the midst of all of the control and care she maintained within their relationship, it was easy to forget how strong and protective David was. She could lean on him with anything, and she knew he would always support her. He hadn't locked up his cock and handed her the key out of weakness. He was a strong, successful, emotionally intelligent man. Secure enough to choose to trust her and give up control.

"You two better not be trying to get in each other's pants in here, the rest of us are just outside," a hissed voice interrupted them, making them both jump.

Ashley and David looked wide-eyed from Kate's crossed arms and glare, to each other, and back to Kate.

"I wasn't... we weren't," David mumbled. "I mean, we've never even... technically..."

"Eww, shut up. I don't want to know the details of what you have and haven't done!" Then Kate's face softened, she looked around and gave a small sigh. "Look, I can see how much you care for each other, and you're very cute together, but I also know it isn't always easy... Things can..."

Ashley listened, realising Kate wasn't talking about anything sexual anymore, and in fact she was trying to say something positive. David looked quite surprised, as if this was a rare thing.

After a few broken off sentences, she rolled her eyes and flicked her hair over one shoulder. "Look just don't fuck up whatever this is ok?"

For a few seconds they stood unmoving in the wake that Kate left, before Ashley turned to David, her mouth half open. She felt the need to say something, and yet she didn't know what.

"She likes you," David said mildly.

Ashley raised both her eyebrows. "She hasn't said a word to me?"

"Yeah that's kind of a good thing. Trust me, if there was anything negative to say, she would have said it."

A faint blush crept up David's cheeks, and one hand went to rub the back of his neck. "Um, look. I haven't actually dated anyone in a few years, but back when I did, I wasn't the best judge of character. There were some people who were not as kind as I thought them to be. They were caring when it suited them. And Kate was the one who saw the state I was left in. So she's pretty overprotective."

Slowly Ashley nodded. She was starting to piece together some of what David had been doing in the years between high school, and the difference in the people he spent time around. But his words had also raised a thought in her mind that she didn't like.

"Are you ever worried about that with me? That I'm not the person you think I am?"

"Nope."

The sheer unconcerned certainty in his voice made Ashley blink. It was not the tone of someone who had never given it thought. He had thought about it, and the conclusion he came to was absolute.

"I remember what that was like. And you are nothing like that. In fact you couldn't possibly be further from it."

The curve of Ashley's lips rose, an embarrassing heat in her face from such non-sexual words. Her arms slipped up around his waist and she rose up to kiss him briefly on the lips, before she picked back up the cookies and walked out of the pantry far more prepared for whatever came her way then she had walked in.

***

"You ok? You seem a bit distracted."

Ashley's eyes flashed wide, then she bit her lip and took a sip of her wine in an attempt to avoid the teasing smirk on David's lips. He knew exactly what she had been thinking about. It was a lovely restaurant, the food was nice, the atmosphere gentle and ambient, and spending time with her man was always wonderful. And yet the whole night was blurred by the sheer, overwhelming desperation.

Her hips shifted slightly and she pushed the image of his adorable face staring up at her, his neat beard soaked and his lips buried in her pussy, out of her mind. Soon enough. She just had to stay composed for a little while longer.

Of course the amused glint in David's eyes was not helping matters. The bastard was enjoying this!

He leant in close. "You really are desperate aren't you?"

"It's been four days," Ashley hissed back. Hearing those words out loud made her blush even harder. Four days wasn't very long. Back before she had found David, that was probably the average time she went without orgasms. But now, all it took was four days for her to be driven feral. She was seriously considering dragging David into the bathroom right then and there.

David's eyes went wide with mock horror. "Four days! Oh my goodness! How are you even still standing?"

Against the simmering glare he received, his amused smile didn't wilt a fraction. Ashley was a little disappointed by the lack of reaction.

"And to think I was going to let you cum tonight," she said with a slightly disappointed sigh.

The blood drained from David's face and his smile disappeared in a flash. "You... were," he choked out.

Ashley nodded solemnly for a few seconds before a round of giggles broke through her exterior. She loved being able to turn him from a cool, calm, collected man, to a wide-eyed mess at the snap of her fingers.

Now it was David's turn to blush and hide behind his glass of wine. He was such an adorable man when he was flustered. Seeing him like that just made the burning in her core even hotter. God, the more and more she thought about it, the more enticing bathroom sex was becoming. Although all things considered bathroom oral would probably be a more accurate term.

"Umm," Ashley started, barely believing she was going to suggest this. "Do you maybe want to come to the bathroom with me? I really want to cum, and I'll even let you go down on me?"

David's eyes went wide and he choked on his wine. After a small couching fit he leaned in, his eyes darting around at the other patrons. "Really? Here? What if we get caught? I've never done anything like this in public! I don't want to get arrested!"

Ashley rolled her eyes. "We aren't going to get arrested."

But his words still sent a crimson shade onto her cheeks. She had never done anything like this either. It was shocking not just how willing, but how eager she was. God, he was turning her into such a slut!

Ashley shook her head. That wasn't at all true. She couldn't blame any of this on David. She'd chosen this, every step of the way. And she was loving it. The power, the adoration, the teasing, the mind-blowing orgasms, and every tiny moment in between. She loved him.

An awkward silence fell over them, the question sitting uncomfortably unanswered in the air. In the absence of conversation, it was even harder to ignore the surging cravings in her depths, and she could feel her wetness dripping onto her inner thighs and down onto her seat below. And that was through two pairs of panties. Things were getting really dire now.

After a few minutes of adjusting her legs to no avail, Ashley gave a sharp breath out through her nose and planted her fists in the table.

"I'm going to cum," she growled in a low voice.

David's eyes widened again and his jaw fell open.

"I can't take it anymore. I'm going into that bathroom, and I am going to cum. Whether you join me or not."

Before she could have a chance to back out, Ashley stood up and marched off in the direction of the bathrooms. For some reason it felt like everyone in the restaurant was looking at her. She knew they weren't of course, but that didn't stop the feeling that everyone knew what she was going to do. On the one hand that made her feel quite ashamed. On the other hand, she could feel her clit pulsing with blood.

Ashley quickened her pace slightly but didn't look back to see if David had moved.

To her surprise instead of the typical gendered situation, the bathrooms were made up of half a dozen or so individual unisex stalls. It should work well, she wouldn't have to worry about anyone walking in on her.

She slipped into the furthest stall, locked the door behind her, and without wasting a moment dropped both pairs of panties to the floor and stepped out. Before she even had time to straighten up, a soft knock came at the door.

"Umm, Ashley? Is that you in there?"

She swung open the door and yanked a wide-eyed David through before swiftly shutting and locking it once more. She turned back around and looked at David, her eyes wild and her breathing rapid. David said nothing, then slowly sank to his knees.

He didn't look down to see if the floor was clean, all he had eyes for was her. Pure utter adoration bloomed across his face. God he was adorable looking up at her like that. During every high school lunchtime spent daydreaming about the cute boy with the dashing smile, she never could have imagined a decade later the man of her dreams would be on his knees before her. And she certainly never could've imagined how much it turned her on.

David's tongue darted across his lips, and his eyes flicked down to the hem of knee length floral dress. He was desperate to taste her, almost as desperate as she was. His nostrils flared and Ashley knew he could smell her arousal. It should have made her feel self-conscious. Instead, she gripped the hem of her dress in both hands and inched it up her thighs.

Below her David's eyes widened and his breathing quickened. His lips parted in desperation. Then she paused. An evil twinkle crept into Ashley's eye.

"Close your eyes..." she whispered.

David's head snapped and such a piteous whine escaped his lips that Ashley almost giggled. It was adorable how much he craved the sight of her pussy. She felt a little bad about it, but she also couldn't deny the dampness dripping down the inside of her thighs. Besides, it would only be a few hours until he finally got a proper look.

And, if everything went according to plan, he would be cumming tonight. But Ashley fully intended to make him earn it.

Despite his whine and the torment upon his face, David obediently shut his eyes. Ashley grinned and hitched her dress up over her hips. Dampness glistened up at her from the neatly trimmed hair on her crotch.

"Dinner, is served," she purred in a low, sultry voice, and physically winced as it left her mouth. It hadn't sounded so cheesy in her head, but fortunately David didn't seem to notice.

He shuffled forward on his knees until Ashley could feel his warm breath against her sensitive lips. She was so worked up that even that little stimulation drew a faint moan from her lips and blood pulsed around her crotch in response. Just centimetres away, David inhaled deeply, and gave a contented sigh, then surged his mouth up onto Ashley's pussy with such frenzied eagerness that it almost lifted her from her feet.

A squeal escaped her lips as David's tongue swirled earnestly through the sensitive, dripping folds. Her hips bucked forward, grinding into his electric touch. It had been a long time since anyone had gone down on her, and never with anything near this intoxicating hunger. To think how if she had just been slightly more rational, she would probably never have experienced this.

With earnest devotion David's lips and tongue explored, sometimes leaving her pussy to lick up any drips of grool running down her thighs, before returning. They found and mapped every nook and cranny of her sensitive lips, except for that one place she wanted him too more than any other.

It still felt amazing, and yet without any stimulation to her throbbing clit frustration built deep inside her core. A long whine escaped her throat. If David didn't find her clit soon this was going to take an eternity.

Then just for half a second his tongue rose and swirled over her clit with such purpose that Ashley would have squealed if she hadn't forgotten how to breathe for half a moment. And then, as swiftly as the stimulation arrived, David's tongue returned back down to her lips.

Ashley recovered and glared downwards. His eyes were closed, and his mouth buried in her pussy, but she could have sworn he was smiling. It was then she remembered just how diligent David's fingers had been on her clit that night in his car. If she hadn't been so damn horny she would have realised already. He knew exactly where her clit was. He was just teasing her.

The fucking nerve! Tease her after she had spent so damn long without cumming! Ashley was fully aware of the irony of her thoughts. But that didn't stop her from thinking them.

"I was planning to make you cum tonight."

Her words came out in a harsher tone than she intended, practically a growl. But they had the desired effect and after a sharp breath David returned his attention to her pulsating clit.

Pleasure burst in euphoric bubbles in Ashley's brain, and her legs buckled beneath her. Without ever moving his mouth away from her pussy, David pushed her gently back against the wall, then lifted her thighs up onto his shoulders and held her up like that.

Sometimes with how gentle he treated her it was easy to forget how strong David actually was. Ashley relaxed, letting herself bask into the rapidly approaching crescendo knowing that she was safe in his arms. Her thighs started to tremble and spasm around his head, and her hands fell into his soft, luscious curls, pulling him in deeper.

Hell, if Ashley had known that oral could feel this incredible she never would have denied it to David for so long. A mistake she planned to rectify. With her previous partners it had been little more than half-hearted foreplay. Nothing compared to this. From now on she was going to put this mouth of his to fucking work.

That was the last lucid thought that her brain could muster before white-hot pleasure surged outward from her clit and engulfed her body, exploding into fireworks in her brain.

Ashley didn't quite black out, but the next thing she knew she was sitting on the floor, her back against the wall and her pussy clenching intermittently in the fading aftershocks of her orgasm. David knelt in front of her, a frown of focus faintly creasing his brow as he gently adjusted her hair then wiped a tear from her cheek that had formed from the sheer intensity of the experience.

"You doing ok?" he murmured, his hand falling to gently cup her cheek.

"Ok," she managed, still catching her breath, "does not begin to describe it. You keep performing like that and I'm gonna marry you soon enough."

Then Ashley blinked, surprised by her own words. It was far too soon in the relationship to be talking about marriage, even jokingly. That wasn't to say her words were entirely misleading, she really did want to spend the rest of her life with this incredible man. And apparently her cum-drunk brain just had zero filter. Fortunately, David just grinned down at her.

"And you haven't even seen what I can do with my cock."