Ashley's Story - Sex Stories

Ashley's Story

... her and my dad split, but I still think of her as that,” Ulysses explained. “Oh, I’m sorry they split.” “It’s fine. They had problems for awhile. They were separated when she walked in on him and a girl in bed together,” Ulysses explained, Ashley eyes widening slightly. “I see. That must’ve been pretty rough to walk in on that,” Ashley said. “Yeah, she thinks it was a student of my dad’s. He was a professor at a nearby college,” Ulysses explained. Ashley cleared her throat, “Oh wow. I wonder if I ever had him as a professor.” She wondered out loud, her heart rate increasing. “Maybe,” Ulysses shrugged. “All the students called him Professor Ty, he got along with everyone really well.” Ashley turned back to the TV, attempting to slow down her heart rate. “I think I’ll grab some water, want any?” She asked, rushing to the kitchen area. “No thanks,” he replied. She gulped it down, heading to the bed room, her mind was spinning, feeling felt like garbage. It was another secret, it was another person that she hurt and would have to hide this from. She wanted to go away, she wanted to leave, and she wanted to transfer somewhere. She looked at herself in the mirror, shaking her head, feeling so stupid. “I need to start fresh somewhere,” Ashley briefly thought before finishing her water and heading back to the couch. “Hey, thanks again for helping me today.” Ashley said to Ulysses after plopping down on the couch again. “It’s no problem. I was there after my yoga class, but I didn’t ...

... mind helping. That’s horrible about those guys and your tires. Oh and happy birthday by the way. Yesterday, right?” Ulysses asked. “Yeah,” She smiled, blushing slightly. “Anyway, I better head off,” he said, standing to leave. “Ok, thank you,” She stood with him, giving him an awkward hug, guilt from her past mistakes rushing over her. Ashley watched him walk toward the door, opening it to leave, her heart was racing again, she had to act fast. “Ulysses wait!” She called out to him, causing him to look back through the door at her. She was standing nude for him. She had quickly slid her shorts and thong off, threw off her t-shirt, and was standing there for him. Just like with TJ, she felt this would, to some degree, appease her of guilt. Ulysses slowly reentered the apartment, closing the door behind him. Standing before her naked body, he ran the back of his fingers against her erect nipple,” You’re beautiful,” he said. “So are you,” Ashley replied. ********* Hours went by, the two of them entwined, interwoven in each other’s bodies. They rolled around on the floor; Ashley was picked up, pinned against the wall, thrown onto the bed, and mounted from behind. Ulysses was so similar to TJ, both in size and in methods. She climaxed so many times over the next few hours. Ulysses’ slow and methodical love-making bringing her orgasm after orgasm, each one causing her regrets to wash away. They took a break to eat dinner - leftovers from the previous evening. They sat nude at the ...