The curly-afro haired female that was Martti had finally woken from her much-needed nap, rapidly blinking and rubbing the remaining sleep that was left in her system.

Sitting up, Martti took in her surroundings. At first, she had no idea where she was. The room couldn't have been hers because it was too neat and tidy. There were no clothes on the floor, everything was where it was supposed to be; majority of the things in the room wasn't even hers.

'Where the fuck am I?' Martti thought, looking around the room. Though, in the midst of doing so, she looked down and saw that she was completely naked, save for the black crew socks she was wearing. Confused, Martti's eyes lowered to her crotch, where she noticed dried semen stained to her member. Martti just stared at her penis while another thought came to her, 'Okay, what the fuck happened, and where the fuck am I?'

Martti continued to look around the room, hoping to find at least one clue that could help her figure out where she was. Sliding off the foot of the bed, Martti's right foot landed on what felt like a pair of pants instead of the black carpet-floor. She looked down and saw a pair of black ripped skinny-jeans. But not just any black ripped skinny-jeans, her black ripped skinny-jeans; along with her shirt, jacket and underwear. She also noticed another set of clothes scattered on the floor with hers: a pair of half black, half newspaper-print designed leggings, a white long-sleeve button-up and a beige bra with a matching pair of lace-panties. Martti recognized them as her girlfriend's clothes.

'Wait… those are Ashley's clothes…' Martti pondered, staring at the clothes with deep intent, 'Wait a minute…' Martti took a quick glance across the room, noticing things that looked like Ashley would be interested in. The two biggest would be that of a "I Love England" poster hanging up on the wall, and a white teddy-bear sitting on top of a dresser that almost resembled the one she won for Ashley on their first date. Actually, it was the exact same teddy-bear, as Martti saw the patch of missing fur in the shape of a heart. And that's when Martti realized, "Oh, shit, it's Ashley's room. Should'a been knew that..."

After her realization, Martti slid back into bed, lying down and staring up at the ceiling. Although, she felt as if… something was missing. Like, something she needed. And that's when it hit her…

Ashley was gone!

Martti was about to break-out into "full panic" mode, that is, until she heard the thick English accent of her lover cheering gleefully from what sounded like the living room.

"Wonder what she's doin' in there?" Martti muttered to herself before lying back down and staring up at the ceiling.

As she stared up at the white ceiling above, Martti began to think. Thinking about everything that's happened in her life up to this point. She thought back to the good old days when she was just a little girl; learning how to walk, talk – saying her first word. "Them was the good ol' days," she'd tell herself. Then, she thought back to her going to school; kindergarten, first-grade, second-grade and so-on and so-forth. But with pleasant memories, thus, came the bad ones. Memories of her mother and her abusive nature, memories of all the abusive relationships her mother forced her into.

Memories of… him…

A single tear rolled gently down Martti's cheek as she shuddered at the memories of her and him. Sure, things in the beginning between them was perfect; they understood each other, cared for each other… loved each other. But of course, all good things must come to an end; and in the worst way, that relationship did. Now, all Martti can do is hate him, all the love she's once had for him – gone! How could she still ever love him, after what he did to her?

And unfortunately for Martti, that day played in her head – November 13, 2017 – one year ago. The day that he—Marcus Johnson—had raped her. More tears were now slowly leaving Martti's eyes, as they gently rolled down her face and onto the pillow and her hair. Over and over, in vivid detail, that day replayed in her head; her soft pleas, begging for Marcus to stop; Marcus' harsh yelling, barking at Martti – "Shut the fuck up and be still, mutherfucka!" – as he struck and beat her, whether it was slapping her in the face, or punching her in the stomach. Martti remembered the look in Marcus' eyes: nothing but lust, anger and greed filled his dark-brown eyes that day, and the days leading up to that day.

Martti bolted up, the memory dissipating. Tears were still running down her face, her breathing erratic and shallow, before beginning to even out. Martti wiped the tears off her face as she took a minute to fully regain herself. And by doing so, she thought of Ashley; how she found the timid girl adorable and silly. The memory of Ashley pouting and fussing at her for eating her brownie played in the tomboyish girl's head, which brought a smile to her face. When what happened between the two not too long played, Martti's face grew hot. But despite that, her smile stayed – grew even bigger, as a matter-of-fact. She closed her eyes and lied back down, letting the memory play in her head over and over again. But even with the fond memory playing, the thought of her past still lingered in the back of her mind.

She just hopes that her past doesn't come back to haunt her anymore than it already has…

As the memory died down, Martti opened her eyes, finding herself staring up at the ceiling once more. 'Wonder what Ashley's doin'…?' she thought, turning over on her side and looked at the nightstand in front of her. Precisely, at her phone. Martti reached out and picked it up. Turning it on, she saw that she had twelve missed calls—two from her mother, four from Galvester and six from an unsaved number—five unread messages and three voicemails, all from the same unsaved number.

"Who the fuck…?" Martti questioned, cutting her eyes at the screen of her phone. She went to her messages and read the ones from the mysterious number.

(231) 657-7788 ~ ayy, pick yo phone up

(231) 657-7788 ~ pick yo phone up man

(231) 657-7788 ~ yo pick up yo fuckin phone bro

(231) 657-7788 ~ martti I stg if u dont pick up this muhfukkin phone

(231) 657-7788 ~ BITCH ANSWER YO FUCKIN PHONE!!!!!!

Martti stared at the messages, shock, confusion and a hint of fear written all over her face. "Who the fuck is this…?" Martti muttered to herself.

She then went to her voice mails and immediately tapped on the first sent by the unsaved number. And what she heard… made her fear for life…

"Ayy. I know you ain't forgot about me, bruh. I jus' wanna know why you ain't pickin' up this phone, or been callin' me."

Martti knew exactly whose voice that was. A voice she'd never thought, and hoped she'd never hear again.

Marcus Johnson…

Now, with a shaky hand, Martti tapped on the second voicemail.

"Ayy, man – Martti, I'm gettin' real tired of the bullshit, bitch! Pick up this muh'fuckin' phone, NOW, bruh!"

Martti felt tears beginning to well up in her eyes, 'H-how did he get my n-number…?' she thought, her entire body starting to shake. She stared at the last voicemail, hesitant to open it.

"Know what? Fuck it. I don't need'chu to pick up the phone. I jus' found out where you stay, AND I found out that you out here, cheatin' on me and fuckin' a bitch name Ashley. Haha…!—BITCH, we ain't never break up!! But'chu know what? It's all cool, though. 'Cause since I know where you live, guess what? I'm 'bout to make a whole muh'fuckin' house-visit. And when I get there, I'm beatin' the fuck outta YOU and THAT BITCH!"

Martti just stared at phone after hearing that. Her body was shaking beyond belief, tears were leaving her eyes and her breathing was starting to become erratic and shallow.

'N-no… no, no, no, no! He doesn't know where I live,' Martti attempted to mentally assure herself, 'Y-yeah…! Yeah, he can't know where I live. Nobody he knows, know where I live. So—' she told herself before she had a realization, '…m-mom… h-he… h-he k-knows my mom…' Martti concluded. That was Martti's one and only solution to all of this. That had to be the only solution to all of this.

"Martti!~" she heard the voice of her lover ring angelically from the halls, along with the soft thumping of her feet hitting the carpet-floor with each step she took.

'Shit!' Martti panicked, immediately wiping the tears from her eyes.

And right after she did—as if on cue—Ashley skipped merrily into the room, greeting Martti with a huge smile, "Hey, love!~" she cooed, jumping into her bed and cuddled up to Martti and nuzzling her cheek against Martti's. A small smile sprawled across her face as she nuzzled Ashley's cheek in return. Her girlfriend's adorable, bubbly personality was enough to take her mind off of her ex's threats. Though, it still lingered in the back of her head. She knew as well that she couldn't tell Ashley, as much as she hates to keep things from her.

"Hey, baby." Martti greeted back, kissing Ashley's lips. The shy female's smile grew bigger as she giggled, straddling herself directly on top of Martti and nuzzled into her even more. And due to the position that they were in, the timid girl's flower was pressed tightly against Martti's member. The warm, wet feeling was causing Martti to stand at attention.

"Ooh!~" Ashley squeaked, "Seems like somebody's a lit'le happy to see me~" she purred, feeling Martti's hard-on poking her stomach. "Yeah~? Well, maybe I am~" Martti flirted, softly gliding her hands along Ashley's butt, "But… I'm jus' not really feelin' it right now."

Ashley looked at her girlfriend in bemusement, "Oh? What do you mean?" she asked.

Martti's other hand went up so she can scratch behind her head, "I mean, it's like, my body's tired… Y'know what I mean?" she explained as Ashley nodded. "Yeah, I know. Plus, I just want to snuggle you~" Ashley cooed, nuzzling her body deeper into Martti's. Once she was comfortable enough, she closed her eyes and let out a blissful sigh.

Martti stared affectionately and pensively at Ashley. Although she was sure she'd made up her mind, Martti was still debating on whether she should tell her about what she heard over the phone, or not. And right now, the part that was telling her "don't tell" was winning. She knew Ashley wasn't the best in these situations. If she told her, Ashley would most likely become overly-hysterical, and would start thinking irrationally. As much as it pained her to keep things from her girlfriend, Martti knew it would be for the best.

'I'm not gonna tell her. Don't wanna stress her or anything. Jus' gonna have to tell Dad I guess…' Martti thought, coming to a decision while she caressed Ashley's head, running her hand through and along the girl's hair. "Mmm, that feels really good~" Ashley cooed, her voice slightly muffled by Martti's chest. Hearing Ashley speak caused Martti to jump, "Holy shit! Goddammit, baby, I swear to God, I thought'chu was sleep." Martti sighed. "Nope. Just lying on top of you and stealing your warmth~" Ashley purred, leaning up to capture Martti's lips in a soft kiss. And though it was faint, Martti can still taste the residue of her own cum on Ashley's lips.

"Your mouth tastes like my nut." Martti stated, voicing her thought after the two pulled away from each other.

Ashley gave Martti an un-amused look, "Well, I did suck you cock earlier. Not to mention, you cummed in my mouth." she retorted.

"Whatever you say." Martti snickered. Ashley groaned as she lied her head back down onto Martti's chest, who chuckled, knowing she won their playful mini-argument.

Looking down, Martti eyed Ashley up and down, taking in the shy girl's beauty. All from her long, flowing black hair—now, a little frizzled and messy from their recent activities—to the freckles that was scattered along throughout her entire body, finding the ones on her butt incredibly adorable; to her thicc, curvaceous body; and finally, to her quirky personality. There was a lot things that Martti loved Ashley for, but her personality was the biggest one.

And though, she won't openly admit it, at least, not now anyway; she'd marry Ashley in a heartbeat.

She ran her hands along the shy girl's back and down to her big, soft, luscious derrière and gave it a soft, loving squeeze. It caused Ashley to giggle and shake her butt a little, wanting Martti to squeeze it again. And so, Martti did, giving the shy girl's cakes another loving squeeze; which again, elicited Ashley to let out a another soft giggle.

Martti's hands then lowered some more, down to Ashley's thighs, which, due to their thickness, accented her thicc posterior. She gently ran her hands up and down the girl's thighs, all while Ashley was letting out little gasps and coos, acknowledging her touch. Martti stared down at the thigh-high socks her girlfriend was wearing. During the two weeks they've been together, she always wondered why Ashley always wore them. Though, she never asked.

"Hey, baby?" Martti began, earning a hum from Ashley, "Why do you always wear these extra long-ass socks?" she asked. Although, her question caused Ashley's breath hitch, "U-uhh…"

Instantly, Martti knew there was something wrong.

"Baby…" Martti cooed, sitting up, bringing Ashley up with her. Ashley looked up at Martti with tears in her eyes. Martti gasped, "B-Baby, what's wrong?"

Ashley didn't answer, but instead, looked down.

"Ashley," Martti spoke, still receiving no response, "Ashley. What's wrong?"

This time, Ashley answered, "… Pl-please don't be mad at me…" she hesitantly requested, taking a soft, shaky hold of her right sock and began to pull it down. Martti was unsure why Ashley said that, or why she was pulling her sock down. At least, until the shy girl uncovered her entire thigh—pulling the sock down to her knee. And what she saw caused her to gasp.

There, all over Ashley's thigh, was what looked like a million cuts. Some were in lines, going either horizontal, vertical or diagonal; and the other majority were just single cuts placed either here or there – some long, some short.

Martti couldn't form a sentence, let alone, a word. She couldn't even bring herself to do anything. All she could do was sit and stare at the girl's leg in shock, confusion, worry, and for some reason, anger. Judging by the looks of them, some of the cuts look like they were made only a little over a week ago, while others looked older.

"… Did'chu… do th-this to your other leg…?" Martti whimpered, tears threatening to leave her eyes. With tears already running down her face, Ashley gave a slight nod.

The tears that were once trapped had now began to slide down Martti's face from Ashley's answer. The more she stared at the cuts, the more tears fell.

"… H-how—" Martti choked, fumbling for words, "H-how… l-long… how long h-have you b-been doing th-this…?" she managed to say through choked sobs.

Ashley neither said or did anything. She only continued to look down at her leg, leering at the cuts she created.

"Ashley, pl-please tell me…" Martti begged, her voice becoming hoarse.

Ashley's quivering lips slightly parted, "… t-two…" was all the timid female was able to say. "T-two what, Ashley?" Martti asked.

"… t-two… t-two years…"

Martti's breath hitched, a lump caught in her throat. Swallowing said lump, the tomboyish female released a shaky breath. She couldn't believe it: the girl she loves… has been hurting herself for two years. Martti would ask herself why; why would Ashley do something like this? Martti looked at her lover, looking to see that her body was violently shaking. A light gasp passed through her lips as she immediately wrapped her arms around the Ashley's waist.

"I'm s-sorry… I'm sorry… I'm sorry… I'm sorry…" Ashley sobbed repeatedly, returning Martti's embrace as she took a light, yet firm grip on her arms, "… I'm sorry… I'm sorry… pl-please d-don't hate m-me…"

"Shh, I-it's okay," Martti cooed, petting her broken lover, gently running her hand through the girl's hair, "I-it's okay, baby…"

However, Ashley kept crying. Still uttering "I'm sorry," in between her wails.

Martti was doing everything she could to get the girl to calm down. It was working, not all that effectively as she had hoped, but it was working, nonetheless.

But for Martti, she was slowly on her way to having her own mental breakdown. Ashley's confession of self-harming was still lingering in her mind. Despite her lover's pleas and wails, Martti couldn't help but be angry with Ashley for doing this to herself. But Martti won't voice her anger; she wouldn't have been able to if she tried.

"Why—" Martti was going to ask, but cut herself off. To her, asking someone why they self-harm was stupid. "Obviously, something's hurtin' them," she'd say. But then again, asking why would also be helpful, and that's something she took into consideration.

"Wh-why are you doing this?"

As those five words left her lover's mouth, Ashley's body stiffened, the soft sobs that were leaving her mouth ceased. "… B-because…… because I h-hate myself…" she managed, "… I h-hate my life… I hate b-being schizophrenic…" Ashley sobbed, her body starting to shake again, "B-before you came… nobody w-would comfort me… n-nobody would help me… Sure, I have my mother, my brothers and S-Sergio, but… what good is th-that… wh-when everyone else hates you…? Wh-when your own f-father hates you…? It hurts… it hurts so much… it hurts so fucking much… so much… th-that I just want to e-end it all, and k-kill myself…" Ashley cried, her body shaking more violently than ever, with her grip on Martti's arms tightening, "But wh-whenever I do, I always th-think of you, m-my family and Sergio, and not being able… t-to see you again… S-so that's why… I do this to myself…" Ashley wailed, burying her face into Martti's shoulder.

Martti stared off at the wall. That's all she could do. For the time being, Martti couldn't express any sentence. All she could do was just simply stare at the wall while her lover cried in her shoulder.

'Why…? Why would you do this…?' Martti mentally asked herself before taking her eyes off of the wall and guiding them to look at Ashley, who was still sobbing heavily into her shoulder, "A-Ashley…?"

Ashley slowly lifted her head off Martti's shoulder, her hair covering one of her eyes. Tears were still running down her face as she sniffled, trying her hardest to stop crying, which was somewhat working, as she sniffed and blubbered incoherently.

With tears brimmed at the edge of her eyes, Martti gazed deeply into her lover's. In them, she saw pain, sorrow, anger and regret. She didn't like it—she hated it. She's used to seeing Ashley's eyes filled with love, care and affection.

But seeing the sadness fogging her lover's eyes, it was almost too much for Martti to bear.

So, the tomboyish girl pulled away from her timid lover, causing said girl to look at her; her slightly frizzled hair covering half of her face with tears streaming endlessly down from her eyes as her lips quivered, short sobs escaping them every now and then.

"A-Ashley," Martti spoke, "I… I'm… I'm sorry. I…" Martti attempted before sighing in frustration, "Ashley… I know I'm not good w-with this kinda st-stuff, and I probably n-never will be. But pl-please, stop doin' this. I don't want'chu d-doin' this. I know it h-hurts, I know you hate b-bein' the one everybody t-talks and jokes about, I know you hate h-havin' almost nobody th-there to comfort you. But'chu don't have to worry 'bout th-that anymore – you d-don't have to k-keep doin'… this… B-because you have me now. I'll be there for y-you, when you n-need someone to lean on. W-when you need somebody to talk to, I'll be th-there. I'll try my hardest to k-keep you happy. Because I love you." Martti promised before pulling Ashley into probably the most sweetest, most affectionate and most loving kiss they've had.

Her breath hitching, a small squeak left Ashley's mouth. The timid girl was caught off guard by the sudden gesture. It took her a while, but she regained herself and feebly returned the kiss, mustering all the love and affection she could to add to their passionate lip-lock. The love that the two have built together in the two weeks they've been together, felt almost like they've been together for years.

For what felt like hours, but was only eight or so minutes, the couple pulled away from their kiss and stared lovingly at one another; their eyes laced with their undying love for each other, and small smiles spreading across their faces.

"I love you." Ashley softly professed whilst having her burning face buried in Martti's chest as her body softly shook.

Martti looked down at her adorably flustered girlfriend and let out a soft chuckle, "I love you, too, baby," she professed in return, planting a soft kiss on Ashley's forehead, which elicited a soft whimper from the soft-spoken girl, thus, causing Martti to chuckle some more, "Wanna try and snuggle some more?"

Still having her face buried in Martti's chest, Ashley gave a slight nod of her head.

Chucking some more, Martti shifted and adjusted her body until she was lying down, bringing Ashley with her, who was straddling her; her head resting on Martti's chest, the steady beats of her heart calming her as a content sigh slipped through her lips.

So, the young couple lied there, cuddling one another. Something that was much needed after their whole ordeal mere moments ago.

"Hey, baby?" Martti spoke softly, catching her lover's attention as she hummed in response, "U-uh… umm… n-nevermind. It's nothing." Martti dismissed dejectedly. Ashley leaned up, using her elbows to hold herself up and gave her girlfriend a soft, "No, what it is? I want to know." she assured. A sigh escaped Martti's lips, "W-well, I jus' wanted to know… if there was any other reason besides… that… why you wear long socks…?" she fretfully asked. "O-oh…" Ashley gasped, lying back down on Martti's chest, "Well, yeah, th-there is, actually. I r-really like thigh-high socks. I-in fact, all I have are thigh-high socks." Ashley answered, getting up and somewhat speed-walking over to her dresser—a slight sway of her hips—and opened one of the drawers. Ashley then beckoned Martti over with a wave of her hand. She sighed, lazily getting up from the queen-sized bed and sauntered over to the dresser and looked into the drawer that Ashley was holding open to see, of course, nothing but pairs of thigh-high socks. Some were in patterns, some were in designs, while others were just a solid color; majority of them were either a solid black or white made out of different fabrics.

And despite them being just socks, Martti couldn't help but be amazed, "Dang…"

Ashley giggled, "Y-yep. The first time I w-wore a pair of them was when I ten. M-Mum got them for me as a birthday gift. At first, I didn't really like them; I thought they were weird. So, for whatever reason, I waited t-two weeks before wearing them. And wh-when I did and looked in the mirror, I actually liked the way they looked on me. And, despite me being ten at the time, I thought I looked… sexy in them. So, I asked Mum could she by me two more pairs. Then another two. Then three… then f-four, then six, then t-ten; then it got to point that I would only wear thigh-high s-socks." Ashley professed, her face a little warm from embarrassment.

"Hmm. I guess that answers that question. Plus," Martti stated before walking up to Ashley and wrapping her in a hug, "You do be lookin' sexy as fuck in 'em~" she flirted, reaching her right hand down to cup Ashley's butt. The soft-spoken girl's cheeks grew warmer by Martti's comment, "Real—r-really…?" she asked, flustered. Martti chuckled, "Yeah, really. 'Member the day we got together? You was wearin' a white tank top, some black panties and a pair of d'em socks – they was black. You looked really cute in that." Martti stated softly, pecking Ashley on the lips. A small giggle left Ashley's lips, "Th-thank you, love~" she said, giving Martti a peck of her own, "D-do you want to try a p-pair on?"

"H-huh?" Martti gasped. "Y-yeah! I think you'd look really c-cute in them!~" Ashley cheered, jumping up and down a little.

"Uhm… alright, if you think so…" Ashley squealed in excitement as she dug around in her socks drawer; managing not to actually mix the socks up. It didn't take too long before Ashley yelled, "Found them!~" as she pulled up a pair of camo thigh-high socks. They consisted of the colors dark green, brown, light brown and black; while also having two black lines going horizontally across the top with the "PINK" logo inside the lines, written in white.

"Why'd they have to be camo?" Martti asked. The bright smile on Ashley's face dropped, "O-oh. I-I'm sorry, I just th-thought—" "No, no – I'm not sayin' there's anything wrong with 'em. I was jus' curious." Martti assured. Ashley's face grew hot again, where it has become visibly red in embarrassment, "W-well, I just th-thought that you would l-like the camo ones… that's all. I can get you a d-different pair if you w-want!" Ashley sheepishly answered, going to put socks back in the drawer in favor of another pair. "No, it's okay, baby. I'll take those. I kinda do like the way they look." Martti stated, taking the socks from Ashley and stared at them before sheepishly asking, "Um, H-how do I put 'em on...?"

The question elicited a giggle from Ashley, "Y-you just put them on, l-like you would any other sock."

Martti walked over and took seat on the side of Ashley's bed before taking off her black crew socks and picked up the camo thigh-high socks. She stared at them for a bit before taking one of the socks and began putting it on her left leg. Though, she only made it half-way up her shin before she started struggling.

"W-want some help?" Ashley offered. "Yes, please…" Martti answered, sounding defeated.

Another giggle left through Ashley's lips as she took a seat next to Martti and reached down for the sock. Taking hold of it, she adjusted the sock a little before slowly—and smoothly—pulling the sock up; stopping once the sock was covering half of her thigh. "Can you l-lift your leg up a l-lit'le please?" Ashley requested, to which Martti obliged. Ashley continued pulling up the sock before finally reaching the sock up until it was literally right underneath her butt-cheek, "There. F-finished. Now, all you have l-left is one more." Ashley said.

Martti picked up the other sock and began putting it on. This time, copying what her girlfriend did: adjusting the sock a little before pulling it up. And, almost in an instant, the sock was on.

Casting a content sigh, Martti looked down at her legs. 'Mmm. Perfect fit. And they're soft, too.' she thought, admiring her thigh-high sock covered legs.

"Soo…?" Ashley spoke, gaining Martti's attention, "H-how are they? Do you l-like them?"

Martti took a glance at the socks before standing up and walking over to the mirror that was leaning against the wall. There, she looked at her reflection, admiring her naked body. "I think I'mma get me a pair of these. 'Cause not to toot my own horn or nun', but I look sexy as fuck in these~" Martti purred, striking a pose, "And my ass is lookin' pretty good in 'em, too~" she said, turning around to get a better look at her butt in the mirror.

"T-told you, you'd look c-cute in them!~" Ashley stated matter-of-factly as Martti sat back down next to her on the bed, then scooted closer so that their thighs were pressed against each other.

"Y'know something, baby?" Martti started, wrapping her arm around Ashley's waist while gazing at the shy girl's body, "This is my first time noticin' exactly how thicc you really are." she stated, reaching down and placing a soft grip on the girl's thigh. Ashley's face warmed little, "O-oh, really? That's a tad hard to b-believe, since you're always g-grabbing and l-looking at my butt." Ashley stated, flustered. "Well, yeah. But, it's the first time I'm actually looking at your body fo' real; you've got some cute li'l love-handles, and some nice lookin' back dimples." Martti flirted, reaching up and gripping the tiny bit of fat on Ashley's side. "AAHH~! D-don't do th-that…!" Ashley squeaked, flinching a little. "Aww, why?~" Martti asked, squeezing Ashley's love-handle again. Ashley flinched again, "B-because… it's embarrassing…! I… I d-don't like having th-them…" Ashley stated dejectedly, "A-and… it's m-more of a muffin-top than love-handles… Wh-which is why I h-hate them all the m-more…"

Martti sighed, "Okay, one: you got love-handles. Two: you shouldn't be raggin' on yo'self like that. And three: there ain't nun' wrong wit' havin' love-handles, or a muffin-top. I mean, there's a whole bunch o' bitches out here that be showin' they stomach wit' no shame. And they be out here, lookin' like 'Who did it; what for? And shouldn't ever wanna do it again.' That's the type of confidence you should have, baby." "S-so… you're saying y-you want me to walk around the sch-school with my sh-shirt rolled up, and act like a ho…" Ashley inquired, a bit of hurt and confusion evident in her voice. "Wh-what?—no! I mean, like, not show everybody yo' goodies, of course; only I get to see that. But, like, jus' be mo' confident in yo'self, baby, y'know?" Martti explained, giving her now flustered girlfriend a peck on the cheek while giving her love-handle a third squeeze, "Plus, you look sexy wit' yo' love-handles~" Ashley's face grew a lot more warmer after hearing Martti's explanation, "Y-you… y-you really think s-so?" she asked timidly. "Sure do, baby~" Martti stated, reaching down and cupping hey shy girlfriend's butt.

Ashley's face was so hot, that it had visibly turned red. She opened her mouth to say something, but all that came out were soft squeaks. Once again, Martti had stunned the girl. Not in a bad way, but in a good way. She's managed to render her speechless, even if it was just a simple compliment.

Having no proper words to express her happiness, Ashley simply just wrapped her arms around her lover's neck and buried her face in the girl's neck, all while letting out soft, nearly inaudible squeaks.

Martti chuckled while wrapping her arm around Ashley's waist, "Aww, is my sexy li'l mama embarrassed?~" she teased, earning her more soft, muffled squeaks from the shy girl, "Jesus, baby, what am I finna do wit' you?" "N-not embarrassing me w-would be a nice st-start…" Ashley managed to say through her overwhelming embarrassment. "Mmm—nah. I'mma keep doin' that~" Martti stated, kissing Ashley on the cheek. A soft groan was heard coming from the timid girl, "Wh-why must you…?" she asked. All Martti did was give a soft chuckle while tightening her grip around Ashley's waist just a little.

"I really like these socks," Martti spoke suddenly, looking down at the socks donning her legs, "Hey, has it occurred to you that we're still naked?"

Ashley lifted her head from out of Martt's neck and looked at their bodies. And sure enough, they were still, indeed, naked, "O-oh… Yeah, w-we are." her eyes drifted off to her girlfriend's penis, which was in a flaccid state.

'Grab it…' came a voice inside the timid female's head. This voice… it sounded… familiar.

'Go on, grab it. You know you want to.' the voice came again, 'And you know she wants that as well.'

Ashley, while trying to figure out where she heard the voice from, hadn't realized that her left hand had taken on a mind of its own and began slowly sneaking its way towards Martti's member.

'Who are you...?' Ashley asked mentally. 'I am the voice you heard earlier today at school. Do you not remember?' the voice responded, shocking the timid girl. 'Oh! It's you!' Ashley exclaimed internally, her left hand coming to a halt, 'Wait, if you're the voice I heard at school, then who was the voice that was yelling at me earlier when I woke up?' Ashley asked the voice. 'I'm sorry, but I have no recollection of any other voice but me.' Ashley was put down by the voice's answer, but she was happy to hear this voice again. Hearing it's soothing, calm tone put Ashley's mind at ease.

Well… more ease than it's already in.

'Now, enough of our chit-chatting. Your girlfriend needs your, shall we say… 'attention?'' the voice commented teasingly.

Ashley's face heated up some more as she came back to reality. Glancing down, she saw that her left hand was lying gently on Martti's left inner-thigh, then shifted slightly over to her penis, which had stiffen a bit – half-flaccid.

For some reason now, she began to have a mental debate with herself in whether she should grab it or not, periodically reaching her hand out to grab it before pulling it back.

'Oh, God, sh-should I…?' she mentally inquired, 'Wh-what if it upsets h-her…?' she thought, her anxiety starting to pick up, as she continued to have her mental debate.

Meanwhile, Martti was just looking at her shy lover with a smirk on her face. She knew what Ashley was thinking about, and what she wanted to do. It was the reason why her dick had stiffen: she was thinking about Ashley jerking her off. In fact – she was still thinking about it, 'Jesus, Ashley…'

"Ashley," Martti suddenly spoke, gaining said girl's attention as she instantly sat up, lifting her head up off Martti's shoulder, "Jus' grab it, baby." the tomboyish girl chuckled, lowering her hand from her shy girlfriend's waist to her soft butt and grabbed it, eliciting a soft moan form the soft-spoken girl. Slowly reaching out, Ashley softly gripped Martti's shaft, which elicited a soft groan from her.

"Jeez, now, was that so hard?" Martti asked teasingly. Ashley frowned, "Y-yes, it is. Wh-when you h-have anxiety…" she groaned, beginning to lightly stroke her girlfriend's dick.

"Mmm~" Martti moaned, starting to caress the shy girl's derrière, "Ooh, baby, that feels good~"

Ashley giggled, "Th-that's what I was h-hoping for." she stated, stroking faster as she pecked Martti on cheek.

"H-hey, baby," Martti spoke through soft moans, "If y-you ain't ever been wit' a-anybody, h-how do you know how to d-do all th-this so good?~"

Ashley's face heated even more at the question, "I-if I tell you, y-you promise n-not to laugh?" she asked, getting a nod from her lover, "P-porn…" Ashley answered as she began to stroke a bit slower, "H-honestly, I never really pl-planned on learning how to d-do any of this st-stuff, since I'm n-not attracted to g-guys. B-but, after m-meeting you, us g-getting together; a-and finding out y-you have a c-cock, I, at first, only watched wh-what I guess you can say were 'how-to videos on pl-pleasuring you lover.' At f-first, I was't really w-watching them seriously until I got to one that s-said something…" she explained, her voice going quiet towards the end. "Wh-what it say?~" Martti inquired. Ashley looked at her girlfriend, a bit unsure about telling her, "I-it said, 'In some cases, if s-someone fails to satisfy th-their spouse, they may end up l-leaving them to find pleasure i-in another – which w-would result in… ch-cheating.' I… I-I… I d-didn't want y-you to get bored with m-me, so th-that's why I started paying m-more attention to the v-videos: s-so I'd know what to d-do, and h-how to pleasure y-you," Ashley softly professed, beginning to stroke faster again, "And now that I th-think about it, that wasn't p-porn. It w-was actually a b-bunch of videos on h-how to please the p-person your with…" Ashley stated in an embarrassed tone.

"S-so you weren't watchin' p-porn?~" Martti moaned.

Ashley softly shook her head, "N-no. W-well, yes, I d-did. The 'how-to' v-videos wasn't porn, although, they did sh-show some rather explicit c-content. But I did watch a-actual porn. T-to try and g-get a different perspective. Wh-which I did…" Ashley softly spoke, her face becoming hot even more, to the point that her cheeks, yet again, visibly turned red, as she continued jerking her lover's cock.

"O-oh~? And what was that?~" Martii asked.

Ashley let out a nervous laugh, "W-well… Honestly, it w-wasn't anything I was l-looking for. At f-first, I watched videos on this one ,' I th-think it was called—and, as the n-name suggest, it w-was nothing b-but, w-well… big, black n-niggas… It w-was really weird; f-for me, at least. W-watching a bunch o-of black guys w-with big… c-cocks… having sex w-with girls who barely e-even stood at their chest. There w-was even a section with the guys h-having sex with each other. I d-didn't mind it, it's j-just… it was just weird… I guess it's b-because I'm not really m-much of fan of huge c-cocks…" Ashley answered, her entire face now red. "Y'know some', baby – you're pro'lly the only girl I heard say that~" "S-say what? Th-that I don't like big cocks?" Ashley asked, getting a nod from Martti, "Oh. W-well, it's true. I know girls nowadays w-wants a guy with a huge penis and all that g-good stuff, but not me. Reasons wh-why is because one: I'm n-not romantically or s-sexually attracted to guys, and two: if I were, I w-wouldn't r-really care all that m-much about the s-size his cock, I'd want him for him. K-kind of like h-how I want you for you. Pl-plus," Ashley paused, looking down at her girlfriend's stiff member, "I'm p-perfectly happy with the size of y-yours. N-not too big, not t-too lit'le, p-perfect amount of g-girth. It's j-just right for me~" she complimented, leaning down and placing a soft kiss on the head of Martti's cock, getting a little twitch from it as a response; which elicited a giggle from the soft-spoken girl. Leaning back up, Ashley looked over at Martti, only to find her lover staring at her with a mixture of happiness, love, appreciation and lust in her eyes. And just as she opened her mouth to say something, Martti tackled her onto the bed, causing a surprised squeak to leave the shy girl's mouth, putting them in the missionary position.

"M-Martti—?" Ashley shly spoke before being cut off by Martti, who hungrily pressed her lips against hers for a hungry kiss. The sudden action elicited another squeak from Ashley, but she soon—rather quickly—returned the kiss. It wasn't just filled with hunger, but more of love and lust. Martti slipped her tongue inside Ashley's mouth, exploring its claimed territory. A soft moan pushed its way up from the timid female's throat. While her tongue continued its work inside her timid girlfriend's mouth, Martti began grinding herself against Ashley, caressing said girl's wet flower with her hardened member, evoking moans from both girls; bringing her right hand up to give one of Ashley's breasts a firm squeeze, bringing forth even louder moans from Ashley.

Martti pulled away from the kiss with a string of saliva connecting their tongues, "Baby, I wanna fuck you so badly right now~" she groaned lustfully, taking a firm hold of her cock and began running the head of it against Ashley's dripping flower.

"W-wait~" Ashley panted, "Wh-where did this sudden b-burst of lust come fr-from…?~" she asked, her breathing now erratic. "Shit, it's when you said you wanted me for me 'stead of my dick size. Hearin' you say that, it made me so happy, and it jus' somehow turned into lust. And now, I jus' wanna fuck the shit outta you, baby~" she moaned, lightly kissing Ashley along her neck, leaving love-bites in between kisses; while still caressing the girl's pussy with her dick. A soft moan left Ashley's mouth first before she answered, "I-I'm really happy th-that I made you h-happy. A-and… I'm k-kind of am in th-the mood~" Ashley moaned, her voice growing softer and, somehow, more high-pitched; as she placed a soft, tender kiss on Martti's cheek. A smirk manifested onto Martti's face, "Mmm—baby, I'm 'bout to fuck yo' li'l pussy up~" she purred—almost—forcefully pushing her dick inside of Ashley's wet flower, causing her to drag out a rather loud moan.

"Mmm—I almost forgot how good yo' pussy felt~" Martti moaned as she grabbed onto Ashley's love-handles began giving slow thrusts.

"I—ohhn—c-could say the same~" Ashley moaned, small gasps leaving her throat afterwards.

Martti then began to pick up speed, bringing forth the satisfying sound of skin slapping skin.

"O-o-oohhn~! Ohh, G-God, yes, f-fuck me…!~" Ashley moaned, leaning up and quickly wrapping her arms around Martti's neck before lying back down, bringing Martti with her, who continued to thrust inside of her.

'F-fuck, her pussy feels so good~' Martti moaned mentally as she gazed down at the pleasured face of her girlfriend, 'Feels so good, kinda makin' me wanna say 'Fuck it,' and put a baby in her~' she thought, wrapping her arms around the soft-spoken girl's waist and increased her speed. Doing so evoked the clapping sound to become louder and faster, while also bringing out louder moans from Ashley, who now had her legs wrapped around Martti's waist.

"C-come on, M-Martti~! Harder!~" Ashley moaned, bucking her hips in an attempt to match the rhythm of her girlfriend's thrusts. "You must'a missed Daddy's dick, huh?~" Martti teasingly chuckled, obliging to her lover's request, thrusting harder inside of her. The soft-spoken girl opened her mouth to answer, but all that came out was more moans, along with incomprehensible mumbling, "I'll take that as a 'yes'~" Martti stated, moving her hands down lower so that she was tightly gripping Ashley's butt.

Ashley, on the other hand – just as Martti predicted – was in too much pleasure to even form a sentence. In fact, the pleasure that her girlfriend's cock was bringing her was so overwhelming, that she was struggling to even form a thought. Clouding most of her mind were the same lewd thoughts she had the day she and Martti dry-humped; the day they had gotten together.

Slowly, the soft-spoken girl's legs unhooked themselves from around Martti's waist and just hung in the air. 'Oh, God~!! Oh, God~!! Oh, God~!! Oh, God!!~' Ashley mentally moaned, 'O-oh, God~!! It's s-so deep~!! I… I-I… c-can't—h-her dick… m-mind g-going… bl-blank…!~'

And just like that, Ashley's mind was officially broken, having been taken over with lust as she bucked her hips in perfect sync with Martti's thrusting, creating a beautiful symphony of clapping skin. Upon which, none of this went unnoticed by the tomboyish girl, "D-damn, baby, you got a lot mo' friskier~" she commented, giving her now lust-fueled girlfriend's neck a hungry bite. This evoked Ashley to respond by licking her neck in return. "Heh, you really must love my dick, huh, baby?~" Martti purred, looking down at her lust-driven lover. "Y-yes~! Yes, I l-love your fat cock, Daddy!!~" Ashley screamed, taking a tight hold on the tomboyish female's butt with her right hand.

Martti chuckled devilishly, "Ooh~! You really want Daddy's dick, don't'chu?~" she purred, licking Ashley's neck while thrusting harder and faster, causing the girl to let out a pleasured moan-like scream.

"O-oh, God, yes~!! I w-want your cock, Daddy!~" Ashley moaned, planting her feet firmly on the rocking and creaking bed.

"Aww, do you~? Do you, really?~" Martti teased, slowing down her thrusts, taking her hands off of Ashley's butt and planting them firmly on the bed.

Panic began to set into Ashley, "N-no~! Don't stop!~" she exclaimed, wrapping both of her arms around Martti's neck.

"I won't… only if you tell me that you really do want my dick~" Martti stated, slowing down even more but keeping her thrusts hard.

Ashley's breathing was becoming erratic and shallow as her body began to shake, desperately wanting to be pleasured, "Oh, fuck~!! Yes~!!! I really want your cock!!~" she screamed.

The smirk on Martti's face grew bigger, "Mmm—that don't really sound like you want it, so…" Martti said as she ceased all movement. And doing so did not sit well at all with Ashley.

'N-no…' she thought, 'Why…? Wh-why'd she stop…? Sh-she… she knows… she knows I n-need her... and yet, she FUCKING STOPS!! WHY!? WHY, GODDAMN YOU!?!?' Ashley mentally – and angrily – inquired, "Pl-please…" she softly spoke, catching Martti's attention.

"Please what, baby?~" Martti asked as she began to slowly take her member out of the now panicking girl's aching pussy.

"Pl-please…"Ashley hesitated, "Pl-please, Martti… I want i-it…" she pouted a she began to pant. Martti leaned down, "Want what, baby?~" she asked, half of her cock now only inside of the girl. Ashley's body shook even more, as well as her breathing becoming more erratic and shallow, "Your… y-your… your c-cock…" she managed to say. "How much do you want it?~" the tomboyish female asked, continuing to pull out. "A… a l-lot…"

"How much?~"

"A l-lot…"

"Come again?~"

"O-oh, God, a lot…"

"Hmm?~"

By then, Ashley couldn't take it no more as she grabbed her lover's cock before exploding, "Oh, God-fucking-dammit—I WANT YOUR FAT FUCKING DICK MORE THAN ANYTHING~!!! I FUCKING NEED IT~!!! I WANT YOU TO FORCE YOUR FAT, DIRTY DICK UP INSIDE MY TIGHT, LIT'LE SLUTTY PUSSY~!!! OH, GOD, THEN I WANT YOU TO SHOVE IT DOWN MY LIT'LE THROAT AND FUCK IT~!!! FUCK MY THROAT UNTIL I CAN'T BREATHE; UNTIL I'M GASPING FOR AIR~!!! FUCK MY THROAT UNTIL YOUR DICK GETS STUCK IN MY ESOPHAGUS~!!! FUCK IT UNTIL MY STOMACH IS FILLED TO THE BRIM WITH EVERY LAST DROP OF YOUR CREAMY NUT~!!! Actually, you know what~? Fuck it – just fuck me~! FUCK ME UNTIL THERE ISN'T ANYTHING LEFT TO FUCK~!!! FUCK ME UNTIL ALL I THINK ABOUT IS YOU, AND YOUR FAT, DIRTY FUCKING DICK!!!~" the shy girl lustfully demanded.

Who would've known that underneath all those layers of shyness, insecurities and what seemed like innocence, lived… such a beast? A beast who seems to have an insatiable appetite of lust and sexual desires?

The person Martti was staring down at, who was staring back up at her: eyes lidded, breath erratic and shallow, mouth ajar with her tongue slightly hanging out, still having a rather tight grasp on her member, was no longer Ashley. But… a new Ashley. And in Martti's opinion – at this specific point in time, at least – a better Ashley.

'Hmm. Didn't know she could get this riled up,' the tomboyish female thought, her smirk lessening, but growing more devilish, 'I kinda like it~' Martti licked her lips, "I guess you really do want it~" she purred, leaning down to give her girlfriend a hungry kiss while pushing her dick back inside, much to Ashley's pleasure.

"Oh, yes, push that fat dick inside of me~" the girl moaned into the kiss, her body shaking in want and pleasure.

Once Martti's member was fully back inside of her, Ashley flipped the two of them over, so she was now on top. She looked down at her lover with a solemn, yet seductive gaze, "I'm on top~" she began, her arms hanging nearly lifelessly by her sides, "And while I'm on top, I get to do whatever I please, and you have to do whatever I tell you, understood?~" she informed, faintly grinding on her lover.

A small moan left Martti's lips as she gazed up at her now seemingly dominant girlfriend, her smirk never leaving, "That's absolutely fine by me, baby. But, what if you're no longer on top, or I end up gettin' on top, or behind you?~" Martti spoke seductively, running her right hand along her girlfriend's curves; up her sides and down to her derrière. "Well, first off: I didn't grant you permission to touch me, but I'll allow it this one time since I love you so fucking much~" Ashley started, "And second: if that does happen, which it will, then you can do whatever you want to me, and I'll do any and everything you request of me~" she answered, placing her left hand down on Martti's chest while reaching her right hand up to grope her own breast.

"Hmm, that sounds fair to me~" Martti purred.

"Good~" Ashley lustfully slurred as stopped groping herself and began to slowly bounce, evoking moans from both girls.

"Oohhn, shit~" Martti moaned, closing her eyes and resting her hands on either side of her head, letting her shy girlfriend take over, who started to bounce even faster.

"Ooh—Martti?~" the shy girl cooed, gaining the girl's attention, "How does my pussy feel, huh~? Doesn't it feel good on your dick?~" she inquired, looking down at Martti with a pleased smile on her face, her mouth ajar with her tongue sticking out.

At first, it only seemed as if Martti could only moan, "Ooohhn—fuck. Y-yeah, I love the way you—aahhn—bounce that fat, jiggly ass up and down my dick, baby~" she answered. A lustful smile took a spot on Ashley's face, "Yeah~? Well, how about you grab my big, fat, jiggly, slutty ass then?~" she commanded, saliva dripping off of her tongue and onto Martti's chest as she bounced even faster, "And make sure you really squeeze it~" With a lustful smirk, Martti did as her girlfriend demanded and grabbed her jiggling ass, making sure to give it a extra firm squeeze, just as requested.

"Aahhhnn—oh, yeah, that's it~!" Ashley exclaimed, tilting her head back just a little, "Now, start thrusting that thick, juicy dick inside of me!~" she moaned. Martti's smirk grew as she did as she was told, as she began thrusting, matching the speed and rhythm of Ashley's bouncing. "Ooh—yeah, that's it, thrust that fat dick up my pussy, you nasty fuck!~" Ashley moaned, riding her girlfriend more faster, and more aggressively.

Martti was left in amazement. She knew Ashley had a secret kinky side to her, but she didn't know she would get like this. Not only has her personality seemed to have change, but her vocabulary as well. Never has Martti ever thought that her girlfriend would ever call her a… "nasty fuck." She can see if it was someone Ashley hated, but her? It was almost hard to believe.

"O-ohh, God~! Your dick feels so mutherfucking—ahhhnn—good~! Ooh—yeah~! Sit up!~" Ashley demanded, somehow, someway, managing to ride her girlfriend's length even faster. Doing as requested, Martti sat up, still thrusting upward into her lust-driven lover, while keeping a tight grip on the girl's butt. "Mmm~! Your dick is fucking good, y'know that, right~?" Ashley cooed into Martti's ear, "Ohh—fuck, I know for sure I'm addicted—nng—to this fat dick you got~! Ohh, G-God~! I love you so fucking much, Martti!!~" she moaned, trapping her tomboyish girlfriend in a rather hungry kiss. Breaking away from the kiss for a brief moment, Ashley looked into her lover's eyes, "Ahhn—yeah, finger my ass…!~" she growled before resuming the kiss, giving Martti no time to vocally respond to her girlfriend's request. Deciding not to question it, Martti did as she was told and stuck two of her digits on her right hand up Ashley's bum-hole. Doing that caused the lust-driven girl to pull away from the kiss – a string of saliva connected by their tongues – and let out a loud squeal. "Ohhn~! Ahhn—fuck, yeah~! Finger this fat ass, baby~! Ooh—yeah, finger my ass, while I keep riding your fat, juicy dick!~" Ashley moaned.

Continuing to finger Ashley's backdoor and thrusting her member inside of said girl's flower, Martti felt as if something was… beginning to snap within herself. All of Ashley's lustful demands, slutty-esk moans and oddly alluring dominance was getting Martti all riled up in the inside.

"Aahhhn—ohh, my f-fucking God~! I love your fucking dick!~" Ashley moaned, clawing Martti's back out of ecstasy. A low growl left Martti's mouth, "Ooh—fuck~! You gettin' a li'l rough there, baby~" Martti groaned, a smirk on face. Ashley looked her in her eyes and responded, "Nng—I can't fucking—ohhn—help it~! Your dick is so good~! Ohhhn—I'm getting your dick all cummy!~" she cooed, still bouncing on Martti's length. "Mmm—fuck; what'chu mean by that?~" the tomboyish girl asked. More moans left Ashley's mouth before she could respond, "Well—oohhhn—in case you haven't noticed, I already came. B-but… my body—myself, my pussy—is addicted to your dick~! So much that my hips, they can't stop moving~! My body's moving on its own~!" Ashley answered, pushing Martti back down onto the bed, still managing to ride, whilst her climax continued, drenching her lover's cock in her juices.

Martti took her fingers out of Ashley's ass and joined her other hand in gripping her ass. She noticed that Ashley's bouncing had begun to slow down, as well as her moans becoming less hungry and growing, and more soft and wanting. Martti knew Ashley wanted to stay dominant for a while longer, but she was becoming rather impatient, thus, deciding to take control. Tightening her grasp on her lover's ass, Martti stopped thrusting, which went noticed by Ashley.

"Wha—? Wh-what are you do—!?" Ashley went to ask, but was cut off by Martti flipping the two of them over so that she was on top, "Wh-what the—?! What the fu—ahhnn!~" Martti once again cut her off. This time, resumed thrusting her cock into the girl, rendering her nothing more than a moaning mess.

"Shut'cho fat-ass up~! I'm takin' ova'!~" Martti commanded, looking down hungrily at her girlfriend, "Y'know, you kinda got me a li'l riled up wit' that li'l dominant-thing you had goin' on and shit, but I think I should be takin' ova' now, don't'cha think?~" she stated, thrusting faster into her now shy girlfriend.

And just like that, like the flick of a switch, every bit of dominance that was once inside of Ashley had completely dissipated, and was now replaced with her usual submissiveness. And though, it did feel empowering to be the dominant one, Ashley did find it more enjoyable being the submissive one.

"Y-yes, Daddy…!~" the shy girl cooed. Martti's smirk grew as she thrusted harder into the Ashley's flower, which were evoking loud moans out of the girl. And although her cock wasn't one of long lengths, Martti could feel the tip of her dick kissing the entrance of Ashley's womb, which took her by surprise.

"Aahhhn~! Ohh, G-God~! I-I… I can feel your d-dick… d-deep inside of me… aahhhn—it's touching my womb!~" Ashley cooed, wrapping her arms around Martti's neck. "Yeah, I know~" Martti moaned, sitting up, "Do you know how good yo' pussy is?~" she asked sultrily, grabbing her shy girlfriend by the waist and pulled her close, resting the girl's legs on shoulders, whilst still thrusting.

Ashley's moans grew louder, her arms no longer around Martti's neck as she was now clenching tightly onto the bed sheets. She gazed lustfully up at her tomboyish girlfriend, who continued to pound away into her tight and soaked flower; each thrust causing her entire body to quiver and shake. Or rather more – jiggle. From her large bust that bounced gleefully and wildly, to her slightly pudgy belly that jiggled whenever Martti's pelvis hit her hips, all down to her wondrous, luxurious, beautiful derrière, accompanied by her lovely thicc thighs that shook and jiggled beautifully and perfectly with each thrust Martti gave. All while being followed by a lovely symphony of the two girls' wet skin clashing together. The shy female could only hope that Martti likes the way her body looks during this most intimate of moments between them.

If only she knew how much her hopes were fulfilled.

"N-n-no… H-how—aahn—how g-good—oooh—is i-it…?~" Ashley moaned, feeling Martti thrust faster, deeper and slightly harder into her.

A devilish chuckle slipped through the tomboyish girl's lips, "So good, that I—oohhn, shit—wanna say, 'Fuck it,' and get'chu pregnant, baby~" she purred, leaning down – pushing her shy girlfriend's legs until they looked like they were behind her head – and gave Ashley a soft kiss.

Ashley, try as she might, desperately tried to return the kiss but was overwhelmed with too much pleasure to do so. As Martti pulled away, the shy female nearly breathlessly responded, "Hahhh~! H-haahhh~! You—h-haahhhn—know, Love, th-that's a bit o-of a—hahhhn—odd st-statement to make s-since—nng—s-since I'm on birth control, y-yeah…?~"

Martti offered a chuckle as a response, "Yeah, I know. But imagine if I was—whoo~!—fuckin' you raw and it wasn't one o' yo' safe days~?" she answered, softly cupping Ashley's enormous bust, "I swear, I'll fuck around and forget, and end up nuttin' in you. That's how good yo' pussy feel, baby~" Martti stated, kissing the shy female in the forehead head.

What looked like a small glare of worry appeared in Ashley's eyes, "H-hahhh~! Ohh—M-Martti…?~" she slurred, "I-if y-you were t-to—h-hahhn—cum inside of me, a-and ended up—mmm~!—getting me pregnant…" her voice grew softer before she paused, looking up at Martti as if she was unsure of her next words.

"What, baby?" Martti cooed, her thrusts slowing down before coming to a stop.

Ashley opened her mouth, but no words had come out; only soft sputters. Martti leaned down and placed a quick kiss on the girl's lips, "It's okay, baby, jus' take yo' time~"

The soft-spoken female took a rather much needed breath before offering her response, "I-if you do get me… pr-pregnant… w-would you… w-would you stay…?" she timidly inquired.

Martti's lips parted, but she paused. What if she did get Ashley pregnant? Would she stay, or would she leave? That was a question that was already answered right after the word "stay" left Ashley's mouth. Although, the question, "Am I ready to have a baby?" echoed in the back of Martti's head.

"Of course, baby~" Martti spoke, kissing Ashley's forehead, "I'm not gonna leave you. 'Cause one: I love you way too much to even think about leavin' you. Two: if I do end up gettin' you pregnant, and we don't plan on it, I'ma still be there for you. 'Cause you're my entire world, baby, and I ain't gon' leave you out here to take care of a baby by yo'self. Plus, I don't want our baby to grow up, only knowin' one of her mamas. So, yeah, I'ma stay. For you," Martti paused, kissing Ashley's forehead a second time before looking down at the girl's pudgy belly, "And our baby~" she cooed, nuzzling her face in Ashley's neck.

A smile appeared on the soft-spoken girl's as she giggled and nuzzled Martti in return, tightening her grip around the tomboyish girl's neck while wrapping her legs around the girl's waist. "Why'd you say 'her?'" Ashley asked, still giggling.

"What'chu mean?" Martti asked, kissing Ashley's neck.

Ashley giggled, "W-well, you said, 'I don't want our baby to grow up, only knowing one of her mamas.' I was wondering why you said 'her.'"

"Ohh…!" Martti hummed, "Well, I kinda want our first baby, if we have more than one, to be a girl." she answered. Ashley's smile grew more, "I want our first child to be a girl, too. I thought that you would've wanted our first child to be a boy~" she said as she leaned in and pecked her lover on the lips. "I did at first, but something made me change my mind," Martti stated as she started thrusting again, and grabbed Ashley's right mound, resulting in soft moans to leave her mouth, "But, we can talk about that later on, I really wanna finish fuckin' you~" she cooed, thrusting faster into her shy girlfriend.

"O-ohhh~! Hahh~! Hahh~! Hahh~! H-hahhhn—D-Daddy!~" Ashley moaned. "Yeah, you love this dick, don't'chu, baby?~" Martti purred, massaging her girlfriend's mounds. "Y-yes~! Oooh—your dick… i-it's touching me deep inside~!" Ashley exclaimed, "Haah~! H-haahhhn~! Oooh—L-Lord, I'm cumming again, love!!~" Ashley screamed as she released more of her honey, coating Martti's member in the warm substance, as well as the bed.

Martti smirked, still thrusting into the shy female. Albeit, more slowly as she was nearing her end. "Yeah, that's right, baby – get my dick good and creamy~" the tomboyish female sultrily stated. Now, she started thrusting faster again, perhaps even more faster with her member lubed with her lover's cum. "Ohh, shit~! Ohh, shit~! Ohhhn, shit, I'm finna nut!~" "Ah~! Ah, ah, ahhhhn~! G-go ahead~! Sh-shoot your warm, gooey yogurt inside my tight, lit'le, creamy baby-maker…!~" Ashley cooed, tightening her arms and legs around Martti.

Doing as she was told, Martti continued fucking her shy lover. She felt the shy girl's walls tighten around her cock, just as they did the first two times she came. Martti tried to restrain herself from bursting as much as she could, and she was successful for a short while before finally reaching her climax, letting out a fairly loud moan, with Ashley joining her afterwards once she felt Martti's cum began to fill her womb.

"Ooohhn—yeah~" Martti cooed, giving a single, shallow thrust each time she shot her nut into Ashley. Once she finished, the tomboyish female pulled out and collapsed next to her lover, breathing heavily in an attempt to catch her breath. Ashley was doing the same thing, as she looked over at lover, love, adoration, care and lingering lust in her eyes.

Martti lazily waved Ashley over. The shy girl giggled before she tiredly scooted closer, snuggling her once she was closer. Martti smiled and wrapped her arms around Ashley's waist before she started kissing her while her hands roamed the soft-spoken girl's body. Squeezing her butt, grabbing her love-handles, groping her breasts, Martti's hands were all over Ashley's body. And Ashley didn't mind – no, not one bit.

Martti pulled away from the kiss, "Mmm—hey, baby~?" Martti cooed, slapping her shy girlfriend's butt, "My dick is still a li'l messy~" she purred as she and the shy female looked at her still, in fact, slightly semen-covered cock, "And, well… I could use a li'l, should we say… 'assistance' gettin' it clean. You don't mind helpin' me, right?~" Martti sultrily inquired.

Ashley squirmed around nervously in her lover's arms, "I… I don't know i-if I can… After I c-came on it…"

Martti's lips curved into a devilish smirk, "Oh, really~? 'Cause earlier as I recall, you said, and I quote, 'I want you to shove your dick down my little throat and fuck it~! Fuck my throat until I can't breathe; until I'm gasping for air~! Fuck my throat until your dick gets stuck in my esophagus~! Fuck it until my stomach is filled to the brim with every last drop of your creamy nut!~' Ain't that what'chu said?~" Martti teased. Ashley's face grew nearly a thousand degrees hotter, visibly turning red. She buried her face in the crook of Martti's neck as she let out soft, embarrassed whimpers. "… Y-yes… yes, it is…" she answered, "… B-but… c-can my body at l-least rest a lit'le first…?" Ashley requested, rubbing her legs together, "I-it's still a tad s-sore. W-well, my l-lower body is…"

Martti's smirk grew wider, "Yeah, a'ight," she gently started caressing her shy girlfriend, running her hand from along her hip to her butt, "Mmm—maybe a nice li'l booty rub'll help?~" she suggested. Ashley answered with a soft giggle and a nod. Martti's smirk grew as she continued caressing her shy girlfriend's dérriere. Soft coos passed through the shy female's lips as she traced hearts of various sizes on Martti's chest with her finger.

"That feels nice~" Ashley complimented. Martti chuckled, squeezing Ashley's butt, "Ah, y'know – I try~" she purred. Ashley gave her lover one last nuzzle before she leaned down, so that she was face-to-face with her cock. A mixture of both hers and Martti's dried semen covered it. 'Oh, wow. I really did make a mess, didn't I?' the shy female pondered, 'Right. Time to clean up, I guess.'

The soft-spoken girl placed a soft grip on her lover's phallus, which was still erect the entire time, and gave it a soft lick. Martti let out a low groan, acknowledging her girlfriend's tongue. Ashley giggled as she continued, licking down from the tip, to the base, and back up to the tip; occasionally, giving Martti's wet opening a soft lick.

"Oooh—shit~! Baby, I love the way you lick all up on my dick~" Martti groaned, gazing down at her shy lover while still caressing and squeezing her butt. Ashley stopped licking and gazed back at her girlfriend, "I'm glad you do~" she purred, winking, "Although, this position is rather uncomfortable for me…" she stated before she got up and moved in front of Martti and lied down on her stomach, "There, much better~" she said, before continuing to lick her girlfriend's cock. More moans passed through Martti's lips.

"Mmm—damn, baby!~" she groaned, "That shit feels so—ooohhn—fuckin' good!~"

Ashley giggled as she continued to lick her girlfriend's cock clean. Licking around the shaft, up to the head and down to her moisten opening. Martti was nearly impressed, 'Shit… she really is gettin' my dick clean~' she thought.

Ashley continued to lick her girlfriend's cock before stopping. Martti sat up and looked down at her. "There~! All finished!~" Ashley cooed happily, and placed a soft kiss on the head. Martti glanced down at her member and saw that is was clean – almost spotless. "Thanks, baby~" she smirked, "But'chu still gotta 'Shove my dick down your throat~'" she purred, waving her cock in front of her girlfriend's face. Ashley's face warmed up, staring mindlessly and intently at the girl's cock – almost as if she's hypnotized. "Go on – suck it~" Martti purred with a smirk.

Ashley gasped, taking a soft hold on her girlfriend's cock, giving it a few light strokes before plunging it into her mouth, slowly sucking on it.

"Mmm—baby~" Martti cooed, resting her left hand on Ashley's head, who was starting to bob her head faster on her cock. The timid girl said not a single word, only continuing to suck her girlfriend's cock as a nice, satisfying slurping emanated from Ashley's wet mouth coating Martti's cock in saliva.

"Mmm—fuck, baby…?~" the tomboyish girl groaned, gaining the soft-spoken girl's attention as she looked up, continuing to bob her head, "Lift d'at ass up fo' me; lemme get a nice look at it~" With a giggle, Ashley did as she was told and raised her beautifully large, soft, round ass into the air. 'Mmm. That's some sexy-ass shit, right there!~' Martti mentally exclaimed, biting her lower lip.

"Mmm—fuck, yeah. You suck my dick so fuckin' good, baby~" Martti groaned, pushing Ashley's head further down on her cock. The timid female showed no signs of restraint, willingly taking her girlfriend's dick to the throat. "Shit~! I'm surprised nobody's managed to snatch you up, baby~" Martti groaned.

Ashley giggled, taking Martti's cock out of her mouth, "Well, let's just say that I've been saving myself for the right person~" Ashley cooed affectionately, licking her girlfriend's cock, "And it seems that I've found her~" she stated before sitting up on her knees. "What'chu doin'?" Martti asked, quite confused. Ashley giggled again as she stroked her lover's cock, "Nothing. I just want to do something; I think you might like it~"

Martti stared in confusion as she watched her girlfriend jerk her off. And though one wouldn't think much of it, it was a beautiful sight for Martti – watching the nearly unnoticeable jiggles of Ashley's body. The way her enormous bust faintly bounced; the soft, affectionate smile that blossomed on her face along with the rosy red hue that stained her freckled cheeks and her long, and her messy hair that covered her right eye. Martti eyed her girlfriend up, down and all around, gazing longingly, lovingly and pensively at the shy girl, pondering how she's never able to notice the small, yet plentiful amounts of adorableness that her shy girlfriend emits.

In Martti's opinion, the girl was a true cinnamon-roll.

Ashley stopped stroking as she stared down at her lover's member. 'What's she doin'?' Martti pondered, noticing the pensive look on the shy female's face. It was hardened and focused, as if she's debating about something. Martti wanted to ask what was wrong, but she felt as if Ashley would snap at her. Though, she didn't know why she thought that Ashley snapping at her would be the potential outcome.

All of sudden, Ashley spat a perfect wad of saliva on Martti's member. It was so sudden that Martti didn't have an initial response. She just laid there, and stared in shock. The warm liquid slowly ran down the shaft, before Ashley began jerking her off again, coating her entire dick in her saliva. 'Okay, fo' real – what is she doin'...?' Martti pondered once more. She watched as Ashley leaned back down and, to her surprise, smothered her cock in between her bust.

"U-uhh…"

"H-hehe… sorry for spitting on you. I only did it so it would make it easier for me to do this," she stated, slowly and gently moving her breasts up and down Martti's length, using her saliva as a lubricant, "I saw this in a few porn videos, so I figured it would be something you'd like~" the shy female cooed, moving her breast a bit faster.

A series of moans left Martti's lips. She's been put in a trance of pleasure! She always knew Ashley's mounds were soft, but she didn't think they would be this soft. To her, it felt like two large marshmallows caressing her cock… which is technically what's happening now.

"Aahhhn~! B-Baby, that feels so good!~" Martti cooed, throwing her back in pleasure. Ashley smiled, "I'm gl-glad you like it~! You s-seem to like my b-boobies so much, I th-thought I'd put them t-to use~" she giggled, licking the tip of her girlfriend's cock. Martti's body shuddered in delight from her girlfriend's actions. She never knew a girl who's so shy and seems so innocent, could know so much about stuff, like this!

It was mind-boggling, indeed.

Martti leaned back up, "Hol' up, baby, lemme try some'~" she purred, taking hold of the shy girl's breasts. Ashley's face turned to one of confusion, "What're you g-going to do, Love?~" she asked, her voice growing soft. Martti answered by thrusting her cock upwards in between the girl's bust. "Oh!~" Ashley squeaked, "Th-this is new, and it f-feels weird!~" Martti paused, looking at her girlfriend in concern, "It d-didn't mean st-stop~" Ashley finished. Martti sighed in relief as she continued thrusting.

"Mmm—yo' titties is so fuckin' soft~! It feels so fuckin' good!~" Martti groaned, throwing her head back once more with her mouth hung open. A trail of saliva had escaped, and was running down the side of her face. Ashley giggled as she bounced her breasts on the girl's cock, the head would come up and jab her in the face every so often, which she found cute, before it began to grow increasingly annoying. So she plucked the head in her mouth and sucked. "Oooh, shit~! Baby, what'chu doin'?!~" Martti gasped, glancing at her lover, "Oh. That's what'chu doin'… Might as well~" Martti placed her hands on the shy girl's head and began thrusting faster.

Small coos and whimpering could be heard from Ashley as her mouth and breasts were getting penetrated. "Ooohn~!!! Fuck, fuck, fuck~!!! Fuckkkk—I'm about to nut!!!~" Martti groaned in ecstasy. Ashley only cooed and whimpered some more but didn't stop sucking. And that's when Martti got an idea, "Baby, get up real quick!"

The timid female was confused. "Wh-why?" she asked, after taking her girlfriend's cock out of her mouth. Martti smirked, "I'mma about to fuck yo' li'l throat, baby~" she purred. Ashley's body trembled. She was not prepared for this. But she did tell Martti she'd let her do this. So, the shy girl climbed off of her girlfriend and sat on the floor, on her knees. Martti licked her lips in anticipation and lust as she stood up, towering over the shy female. Ashley glanced up at her girlfriend, feeling like a low commoner. She then looked at the girl's penis, standing tall, twitching every second, tucked snuggly in the rather thin foreskin. 'Oh, God…' she mentally berated, swallowing a lump of hesitation.

"You ready, baby?~" Martti purred, leaning down to caress her lover's face. Ashley's body shook, "N-not entirely… But I guess I'm a-as ready as I e-ever will be…" she answered, her voice a little shaky. Martti giggled before pushing two fingers into the shy girl's mouth. "Hmm. Yo' mouth is really warm. Pro'lly still wants some dick~" she teased, thrusting her fingers in and out of the girl's mouth, "Is that what'chu want, baby~? You still want some dick?~" she cooed. Ashley's face grew hot, visibly turning red as she meekly nodded, sucking on Martti's fingers. Martti chuckled devilishly, stroking the girl's cheek with her free hand.

"Mmm, you jus' about the cutest li'l thing anybody's ever seen~" Martti commented, taking her fingers out of Ashley's mouth, a strand of saliva connected by them and Ashley's mouth, "And probably jus' the horniest, too~" she said, patting the girl's face. Ashley whimpered, nuzzling her face into Martti's hand. The tomboyish female chuckled, taking her hand away and waving her cock directly in the girl's face, "Is this right here what'chu want~? This fat, juicy sausage?~" she teased, patting her dick against Ashley's freckled cheek. The shy girl's breath grew rapid as she meekly nodded. Martti chuckled, "Mmm, you want me to shove this down that li'l throat o' yours, don't'chu?~" she purred, rubbing her dick on Ashley's face. The shy girl began to pant, her tongue hanging out of her mouth as she nodded again. Martti chuckled some more, reveling in the feeling of being the dominant one, "Very well," she positioned her dick in front of Ashley's mouth, "Lick~" she demanded. Ashley hesitated, meekly sliding her tongue along the underside of her girlfriend's dick.

Martti shuddered in delight, "Mmm—yeah, that's it, baby~! Lick that dick good!~"

Ashley licked all around the girl's cock: topside, the underside, around the base and the head. She made sure she left no part un-licked.

"A'ight, baby, that's enough~" Martti cooed, admiring her girlfriend's work, "Now, we move onto the main thing~" she stared, pushing the head of her cock into Ashley's mouth. "Oooh~! Yo' mouth is so wet and warm, baby~" Martti moaned, pushing herself further into the girl's mouth, "Ohhn~! It feels so good~! It's makin' me wanna nut!~" she cooed, pushing her cock further into the girl's mouth, who begin to gag a little as she rested her hands on Martti's waist, "Ooohn~! I think I'm finna nut already~! And I ain't even fucked yo' mouth yet!~" Martti cooed as her cock was fully in the girl's mouth, the head sitting right at the back of Ashley's mouth.

"Ohh—fuck~! Can you breath, baby?~" Martti moaned, gazing down at her girlfriend. The only answer she got was Ashley gagging, which worried Martti. She was about to pull out, but Ashley shook her head. Martti gave her a questioning look, to which Ashley pointed to her nose and gave a thumbs up. It took Martti a while before realization hit her. 'Oh, she's breathin' through her nose!'

A smirk was then plastered on Martti's face, "You ready?~" she purred, placing her hands firmly on top of Ashley's head. The timid female, although hesitant, nodded as she began to gently suck her girlfriend's cock.

Martti's smirk grew wider and more lustful as she slowly thrust into the shy girl's mouth.

"Ohhn—fuck!~" Martti moaned, glancing down at her lover, watching as her cock filled her entire mouth. "Mmm—yo' mouth feels so fuckin' good, baby~!" she purred, thrusting faster, 'I'm so glad that I'm the only one who gets to fuck her!~' she internally cooed, thrusting harder.

Ashley didn't say anything. Rather more, she couldn't say anything. She could only suck and gag on her lover's cock. But it's not that she needed nor wanted to say anything! She'd rather sit on her knees and pleasure her girlfriend, like her mind's been telling her to. This entire time, her mind has been telling her that she's nothing more than a "pleasure-device" for Martti. That her existence was solely meant for basically being Martti's sex-doll. Telling her that her body belonged to Martti, and Martti only; that she's to fulfill Martti's every sexual need, to allow Martti to defile her pussy as much as she wanted, to allow Martti to cum as much as she wanted down her throat, to allow Martti to feel on her to her heart's content. And all of this… Ashley had no problem with. She was sure if someone were to find out what goes on in her head about Martti, especially her mother and her therapist, they'd think there's something way more seriously wrong with her then they already think. But if Ashley were to be honest, she wouldn't care. She only cared about Martti and keeping her happy. And if being Martti's personal, living sex-doll was the solution to doing so, then Ashley wouldn't have no problems at all doing just that.

So, while Martti continued to penetrate her mouth, moaning feverishly; Ashley slyly wrapped her tongue around Martti's cock and began jerking her off with it… somehow.

"Ooh—fuck~!" Martti gasped, acknowledging the sudden sensation, "What'chu doin', baby?~"

Ashley didn't answer—not that she needed to. She just continued to take Martti's cock down her throat, stroking it with her tongue. She took her hands and grabbed Martti's ass, eliciting a gasp, and squeezed. "Ohhn~! Fuck, baby!~" Martti moaned, thrusting faster. Ashley hummed, mindlessly taking her girlfriend's cock down throat. She took her right hand and lowered it to the tomboyish girl's dripping lips and stuck two of her fingers inside.

"Hohh—shit!~" Martti gasped. She felt Ashley's lips curve into a smile as she began fingering her, "Nng—shit, baby~!! N-not so hard!!~" Martti whimpered. Ashley happily obliged, softening her thrust, but kept up the pace. She knew Marrti's pussy was rather sensitive, considering how it hardly gets any attention. And even if it does, it's once every blue moon.

"O-oh, God~!! F-fuck~!!!" Martti wailed, wrapping both of her arms around the shy girl's head and thrusted faster, "Ohh, God, y-yass~!! Suck my dick~!! S-suck my dick~!! Suck my f-fucking dick, baby, yass~!!! Your mouth—it's so good, baby~!! It's so f-fucking good!!~" Martti cried in pleasure, continuing to feverishly fuck her girlfriend's mouth. Ashley stopped fingering Martti as she was no longer able to do so, but continued taking the dick down her throat. Having Martti's dick continuously rammed down her throat was causing a massive flood within her nethers. It had gotten to the point that she was literally sitting in a puddle of her own juices. She wanted desperately to touch herself, but the urge to keep her lover satisfied was too strong. Besides, she loved the sweaty-cum mixed taste of Martti's dick pumping in and out of her mouth. With each thrust, she got a taste of the tomboyish female's bittersweet pre-cum. She wanted more; she needed more! So, she hollowed her cheeks and sucked harder, tongue-jerking her harder and faster as well. "Ahhn—fuck, baby~!!! Yass, keep doin' that shit, baby~!! Keep doin' that shit~!! You 'bout to get all this nut down yo' fuckin' throat in'a minute!!!~" Martti howled. Hearing that made Ashley excited, wanting to be filled to the brim with her lover's cum, 'Yass~!! Yass, Daddy~!!! Dominate me~!!! Give all of your fucking cum~!! I want it~!!! I want it~!!! I want it~!!! I want it all~!!! Fill my stomach with your seed; use my slutty body~!! I'm yours~!!! And ONLY yours~!!! Fill me up, you sexy, fat dick fuck!!!~' was all that was running through Ashley's mind.

"Ohh—baby~!!! Ohh—baby~!!! Hohh—baby~!!! I'm finna—I'm finna nut~!!! I'm finna nut; I can't hold it in, baby!!!~" Martti howled, her dick twitching rather spastically inside her shy, broken-minded girlfriend's mouth, "Ahhn—baby~!! Yass~!!! Yass~!! Yass~!!! Ahhn~!! Ahhhn~!!! Ohh, God—it's comin', baby~!! It's comin'—ahhn~!!! Ahhn~!!! A-ahhn~!!! Aahhhhhhhhhnn!!!!~" Martti moaned loudly, louder than she's ever moaned before as she finally reaching her climax, releasing every ounce of her cum into Ashley's mouth, not pulling away to make not one bit falls to the floor. Ashley gagged and choked as she tried to keep it all in her mouth and swallow. And she was successful for the most part. Whatever bit managed to escape her mouth, she'd make sure it fell onto her breasts. Martti panted as she continued pumping cum into her girlfriend's face-pussy. She was surprised that she was cumming this much, she didn't even know she could cum this much. But right now, at this particular moment, she didn't care.

After five more minutes of cum-dumping, Martti began to slowly pull her dick out of Ashley's mouth, a very thick strand of a mixture of cum, sweat and saliva connected to her dick and the shy girl's entire mouth, with some falling onto the shy girl's breasts and floor; before falling backwards onto the bed. Regaining a bit of her composure, Martti looked up and was met with a rather beautiful site: Ashley's cum-filled mouth. Seemingly, there was too much cum for the shy girl to swallow as she coughed some up. Ashley however, used her breasts to catch the coughed-up cum. Miraculously, she managed to swallow, feeling her lover's warm, thick semen slowly slide down her throat. Once it was all gone, she opened her mouth and panted after a job well-done, her tongue hanging out.

Oh, how Martti just wanted to jerk off. But at the moment, she was too tired. Plus, she knew she needed her energy; her lover looked as if she was wanting to go one last round. And her assumption was correct, as Ashley—despite just finished having her throat fucked—hurriedly crawled and bent over the side of her bed, still on her knees.

"C'mon, love~! You still got one more hole left to fill with that sweet cum of yours!~" she cooed, swaying her ass side-to-side. It was a very enticing thing to see as Martti's cock, almost instantly, got hard again. She growled lustfully as she delivered a hard slap to Ashley's ass. "Oooh~!! Yass, Daddy!!~" the shy girl yelped, a bright red handprint stained on her jiggling ass, "Ohh, Daddy~!! Hurry up, and shove that fat, cummy dick up my ass~!! Fuck my shitter, like the nasty lit'le fuck I am, Daddy!!~" she demanded, her voice rather hoarse, shaking her ass a little. Martti bit her bottom, staring hypnotically at her girlfriend's jiggling ass. Her dick ached in arousal, twitching every so often. Having enough of just sitting and watching, Martti got up and got behind Ashley, who was still shaking her ass. "Yass~!! That's it, Daddy~!! Shove that cummy dick in my ass!!~"

The tomboyish girl groaned as she forcefully shoved her slightly sweaty cum-covered dick in the shy female's anus. A pained squeak slipped through Ashley's lips. This was her first time ever having something shoved up her ass, and her and Martti's first time doing anal. Which was understandable, since this was only their second time having sex.

The leftover cum that was on Martti's cock served as a form of lube, but was still a tight fit as she began thrusting furiously into the shy girl's ass. "O-ohhn—fuck yass, Daddy~!! Ram my ass with that cock!!~" Ashley screamed in pure ecstasy, giving her tomboyish lover a sideways glance as she caressed her face, "Oooh—that's it, Daddy~!! That's it~!! C'mon, give it to me!!~" she encouraged, bucking her hips in rhythm with Martti's thrusting. As she expected, and wanted, her "words of encouragement," elicited the tomboyish girl to thrust faster and harder, securing her arms tightly around her waist. Oh, how Ashley loved that! "Oohn—there you go, love~!! Keep fucking me like that~!! Breed me~!! Breed me, like the filthy whore I am!!~"

This entire time, Martti has been subconsciously pondering where exactly was this side of Ashley coming from, because she was sure you couldn't breed someone through the ass. Keyword: subconsciously. Her main conscious was too clouded in lust for her to process an actual thought. Just like Ashley, Martti's was telling her one thing, and one thing only: fuck the ever-loving shit outta this girl.

Both girls were panting like dogs in heat, their tongues hanging out of their mouths as saliva dripped from them. "Ooh—yass~!! Ooh—yass, Daddy, that's it~!! Give it to me, fuck my fat ass, Daddy!!~" Ashley screamed, clawing at the bedsheets, "C'mon~!! Make me your fuck-toy~!! Make me your personal cum-dumpster~!! Make me your lit'le pornstar~!! Ohh, my bloody-fucking God—make me your BITCH~!!! I wanna be you bitch~!!! And ONLY your BITCH!!~" Ashley begged. Martti panted louder, slamming her dick deep down into the shy girl's anus, holding the crevice of her waist with her right hand as her left snaked up the girl's body to her bust that was bouncing freely. She took a firm grip on one and began to fondling it: squeezing it, groping it and pinching her nipple. And at one point, tried to milk it. Ashley opened her mouth to speak, but that was shutdown as Martti bit down on her neck, resulting in a loud moan instead.

"Mmm—yo' ass feels so fuckin' good!!~" Martti finally spoke, in a growl, after pulling away from the shy girl's neck, "Ooh—shit~!! You like this dick in yo' ass, don't'chu?~" she asked, her voice husky; something Ashley loved as her body trembled. "Ohhn~!! Y-yass, Daddy!!~" she whimpered

Martti smirked as she slapped the shy girl's ass, "Good – you bett'a~!! 'Cause this finna be the only dick you gon' get, you understand me?!~" she growled, holding the shy girl's head up by her neck. "O-ohhn~!! Yass, Daddy~!! I only want your dick~!! Your fat, black cummy dick!!~" Ashley screamed, "N-now, sh-shut the fuck up and keep fucking my shitter!!~"

Martti groaned as she did just that, mustering enough energy to ram her dick harder into the shy girl's ass. Ashley's teeth clenched, groaning in complete pleasure as her grip on the bed sheets tightened.

It must be true what people say: "shy girls are the freakiest." Because this wasn't something Ashley would usually consider, but she was clearly enjoying herself; moaning loudly, screaming/saying really vulgar things—things she would never say.

"Oooh—fuck~!! Baby, I… I'm close!!~" Martti moaned, her voice softening a bit, but was still husky. Ashley's body trembled even more, "Ohhn~!! Ohhhhn~!! Ohh, L-Lord~!! Yass~!! Yass, give it to me~!! Give it to me, Daddy; fill my ass with your yogurt~!! I fucking want it!!~" she screamed in ecstasy, shaking her ass. Martti grabbed the girl by the crevices of her waist, watching as her ass jiggled from her thrust, as well as the girl's twerking. It was a hypnotic site, and damn-sure was an arousing one! "Oooh—yass, that's it, baby~!! Shake that fat ass!!~" Martti groaned, pumping spurts of pre-cum in the shy girl's ass. With her tongue hanging out, panting like a dog in heat—which, at this point, she could be—Ashley gave another sideways glance, "Hohhhn!!~" she cried, "Ooohn—yass, I know you like it when I twerk my big, fat butt on you dick, Daddy!!~" she cooed rather cheerfully, "Now, keep pounding my ass~!! I want your hot, sticky cum in my ass!!~"

Martti groaned in acknowledgement and thrusted even harder and faster. Her moans turned into low, husky groans; panting heavily as saliva dripped from her tongue that was hanging out of her, and onto her shy lover's back. She wasn't sure if Ashley felt it or not due to her hair being spawled all over her back. And even if she did notice it, would it really have made a difference? If anything, she would've found it arousing as well.

"Oooh—fuck!!~" Martti groaned, "B-Baby~!! Baby, it's comin'~!! I don't think I can hold it no mo'!!~" she moaned. Her thrust were slowing down as her pants were becoming more shallow. Her dick was twitching a lot more spastically. Ashley bit her lip, "Yass~!! Cum~!! Cum for me, Daddy~!! Cum inside me, cum inside me~!! I want it!!~" she screamed, bucking her hips harder. Martti tucked her lips and wrapped her arms tightly around Ashley's waist. She knew her end was coming and she wanted the shy girl to really feel it. "Ooh—fuck~!! Fuck~!! Fuck~!! Ohhn—f-fuck~!! I'm finna nut~!! I'm finna nut, baby!!~" Martti cooed, her thrusting becoming faster. Ashley whimpered, pulling on the bed sheets.

"Ahhn~!! Ahhhn—baby~!! Baby~!! Baby~!! Ohhhn—b-baby~!! Baby~!! Baby~!! Baby~!! B-BABBBYYYYY!!!~" "Ohhhn—Daddy~!! Daddy~!! Yass, Daddy~!! Yass, Daddy~!! Ohh—yass, Daddy~!! Yass, Daddy~!! Y-yass, DADDDDYYYYY!!!~" the two girls moaned simultaneously as Martti finally released, shooting a liberal dosage of her warm, sticky nut into her girlfriend's ass. So to say, it was an exhilarating feeling for both girls; Ashley having her ass cream-pied by the one she loves, and Martti having the pleasure and privilege to cream-pie her shy lover.

A few minutes passed as Martti finished dumping cum into the shy girl's ass. Heavy, labored breathing was the only thing to be heard in the room. Ashley's body lay limp on the side of the bed as Martti laid lifelessly on against her back.

With the little bit of energy she had, Martti slowly pulled out. And as she did, a thick strand of cum was connected to her cock and Ashley's anus, as some leaked out onto the carpet-floor, staining it. And speaking of staining: Ashley's once pristine white socks were now a dull white, covered in cum splotches. Ashley meekly gazed back at her lover as a single tear ran down her face.

"…… You broke me, Daddy…" she muttered.

Martti opened her mouth to say something. But as soon as she did, the timid girl was out like a light. And before she knew it, Martti fell onto the floor and had fallen asleep too. But before they were fully out, one last thought ran through their minds…

'That. Was. Amazing~'