The Girl Next Door by Kim Ashton Page A

vibrant and thick, moving across her naked body and making him want to walk over, run his fingers through and grasp it, pull it back and see the pleasure in her eyes…
    Woah !
    But it wasn’t just her body that enticed him, though it was as fine as anyone he’d been with before, and he would easily be tempted with that alone. No, it was what she was wearing, what she was doing that displayed a sensuality and excited him in a way he hadn’t felt before.
    Her pink nipples were caught and pinched tightly by the clamps she wore, and her inner thighs showed the evidence of the discarded suede flogger on the floor with red stripes decorating them prettily. As she moved in time with the dildo, Matt caught a glimpse of the shiny black base of something else, buried deep in her ass, and his cock twitched at the thought. Around her neck and wrists she wore thick leather cuffs and the picture she made drove Matt’s lust higher than he thought possible, this small pretty girl with her slender body and obviously deep, different desires.
    God! Who would have thought that plain Ashley not only had a body like this hidden beneath her demure glances, but also kinks and dark desires that he had barely even contemplated.
    Matt stood immobile, not knowing what on earth to do with the sight in front of him – whether he should turn and leave before she noticed him, or whether that would just provoke her attention. His cock wasn’t having the same problems, however, and he couldn’t help feeling the bulge in his jeans as the visual stimulation suddenly gave him a dozen fantasies he’d never considered.
    As he filled with desire that he couldn’t help, Ashley’s eyes opened slightly – then went wide as she saw him and gasped.
     
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    Ashley froze as she saw Matt standing there, her mind and body hazy with desire as the vibrator still inside her pushed her closer to the edge. She felt herself flush, rising up from her chest and turning her neck and face pink, as she couldn’t help keeping her gaze locked to his face, wishing she could die of embarrassment so she wouldn’t have to think of something to say or do.
    How could I be so stupid as to be in a position for someone to see me like this?! And that someone…Matt – Matt!
    She took in her neighbour’s familiar boyish good looks and the well-dressed button-down shirt he wore, his clothing emphasising every line of his trim physique, and her heart rose to her throat. She’d always liked Matt and she couldn’t deny the central place he’d just had in her fantasies, the thoughts of him dominating her, flogging her and fucking her, taking her hard both in her ass and pussy as she suffered for him…she was already so wet from it and her pussy clenched at the appearance of the man from her fantasies.
    What must he think of me now!
    She couldn’t believe everything that was clearly on display, could hardly comprehend how much of herself was revealed so plainly, her deepest, secret desires that she’d been so careful about keeping hidden.
    Ashley closed her eyes, shutting them tightly against whatever censure she was sure would cross his face. She had trouble talking sensibly to him, after all, let alone explaining something like this. Her body wasn’t quite reacting appropriately, however, and even as her embarrassment and mortification spread her nipples tightened, pulsing within the sharp pain of the clamps, and she could feel her juices flowing even more, the plug in her ass and vibrator in her pussy providing delightful sensations. The thoughts of her complete exposure to the man of her fantasies didn’t help, driving her even closer to the orgasm she’d been about to indulge in.
    Letting out a moan, she tried to force it down, away, and concentrate on thinking about how on earth she was going to get out of this situation with some modicum of dignity intact. Or, barring that, how she was going to convince her neighbour to never reveal this to anyone. But it was so