“That was amazing!” Ashe remarked.
“It’s even better live,” Stig said.
“Dude, that was live,” Ragnar reminded him.
“I guess. Are you going to introduce us, Varg?”
“We already know Varg.”
“Figure of speech, Stig. Figure of speech”
“Hate those,” Stig said, in his straightforward way.
Ashe looked to me for help, but I could only shrug. It was just Stig being Stig.
“Ashe, meet Ragnar and Stig. Guys, this is Ashe.”
There was a round of hellos, only slightly tinged with awkwardness. Everyone was getting along famously, all things considered.
“We don’t usually allow visitors, but we’ll make an exception.”
“He does it for his wife all the time,” Stig added on.
“It was a joke, Stig.”
“Oh, I’m not in love with those either.”
“Shall we?” I asked, crooking an elbow to my love.
“Sure. See you guys,” she said.
She smiled and waved bye.
“Of course you can; we’re right here,” Stig answered.
I could head Ragnar facepalm as we left.
“They were, uh, interesting,” Ashe said, as we got in her Volvo.
I left the Van for Stig. It was his turn, anyway. Stephanie could pick up Ragnar if need be, which presented me with a convenience of sorts. She could manage that part of our band, maybe.
“Yeah, they’re cool though. We’ve known each other since we were kids. Probably why we play so well together.”
“Did you want to go somewhere, or should we head straight home?”
“Home, I think. I could use a nap after that work out. Playing music builds muscle, but it can tire you out, you know.”
“Aw, poor, baby.”
Eyes on the road and one hand on the wheel, she rubbed my inner thigh, making her intentions clear.
It was a race into the living room, Ashe yanking off her pants as I went to the kitchen.
“Where are you going?”
“Whipped cream!”
Naked and ready on my return, I turned her into a sexy sundae. Dollops of the sweet white stuff were in all the right places. Sweet Ashe was giggling as it touched her more sensitive spots with coolness.
“That feel okay?”
“Of course, baby, dig in.”
Indeed, I did.
Starting at her nipples. Ashe moaned as I sucked them clean, before following the sweet trail down her belly. Taking my time, I made it down between her legs, her pussy made all the sweeter by a delicate layer of the tasty cream.
“Oh! Oh, God! Varg! Oh!” she moaned, as I took my first licks.
She settled back on the couch, legs opening wider as she stroked my hair. My hungry tongue made short work of the dessert. Soon enough, I was enjoying her natural sweetness. The whipping cream had only been an appetizer, before the main event.
Conscious of her responses, I picked up speed, lapping at her tender lips even faster. Her gasps were soon turning to full-throated moans.
“Yes, like that!” she encouraged as I devoured her, “Use your fingers!”
“How many?”
“Two! Deep. Deeper!”
Wetting them with saliva, I slid two fingers into her cozy pussy, paying more attention to her clit with my tongue. Ashe gently rocked her hips, rubbing herself against me as I pleasured her.
“Wow,” she gasped, slowly recovering, “That definitely deserves a blowjob! Get over here!” she said, angling her body to get her mouth close to my raging cock.
She began by gently stroking me, her fingers massaging my balls.
Watching her work them, and feeling her grasp my shaft made me come to full attention. Never mind when she let me touch her nipples.
She firmly grabbed hold, more confidently than during our first encounter, stroking my shaft with new aplomb, giving teasing little licks on the head as she did so.
I shuddered with pent up need, shaking at her teasing— not that I didn’t deserve it, making her wait as I so often did.
She got into the swing of it, running a trail along my shaft from balls to head, following along with her wet little tongue.
She did three bottom-up passes, before dropping her hot mouth onto the head and sucking hard. She made little noises of love and elation.
I stroked her hair as she sucked me deep, gulping my cock like it held the solution to everything. Any fear of accidental injury was gone with the wind. My girl knew what she was doing.
Remembering my balls, she gently squeezed as she deftly sucked. I felt myself cumming, as thick white ropes shot into her mouth all at once.
Ashe managed to get it all down, in spite of my total lack of control.
“Good girl,” I whispered, stroking her cheek as she licked me clean.
She smiled at me around my cock, looking as beautiful as I’d ever seen her. Taking the initiative, she climbed on top.
It was a new position for her, and I held her hips as lowered down, helping her keep her balance.
She paused, then resumed, lowering herself down farther than before.
“You okay?” I asked.
“Yeah.” She gasped and lowered herself down more.
“How does it feel?”
“Amazing. A little intense but I can handle it.”