Untamed Passion

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Ashlyn Peters was her daddy’s girl. All her life she had been given

everything she wanted on a silver platter…within her daddy’s means, of course, he wasn’t rich or anything. She had the best clothes her daddy

could afford, even if it meant he had to wear last year’s suits to work. On her sixteenth birthday, Daddy had bought her a brand new car off the

showroom floor. It was a long way from the new Camaro she had hoped for, but it was new. Ashlyn had been picked as the head cheerleader in her Sophomore year and had remained as head cheerleader through this, her last year in high school.

She had been elected Prom Queen in both her Junior and Senior years, and she had been dating the quarterback and captain of the football team for two years. One would expect her to be resented by the other girls, but she

was surprisingly well-liked by her peers. Even though Ashlyn seemed bulletproof when it came to trouble, she was good-hearted, good-natured, and kind to those less fortunate than herself. She had realized

shortly after her father had bought her new car just how big a struggle it was to keep up her payments and insurance, and she had experienced her

first real argument with her dad when she tried to resign as head cheerleader to take a part-time job. They had finally compromised and he allowed her to babysit for gas and spending money. She wasn’t contributing as much as she wanted, but she did make a difference.

She was a buxom, pretty girl with shoulder-length platinum blonde hair and wide, innocent blue eyes that made boys stutter and grown men nervous.

For reasons she was only beginning to understand, she made all males horny. In grade school it was great, and she had fun making the boys do things for herself and her friends. In middle school, the boys started

wanting something in return…a kiss, a walk with their arm around her waist. Some of the more daring boys wanted more, and while she didn’tThis belongs to NôvelDrama.Org: ©.

mind, she was careful not to get carried away. Ashlyn was the first of her age group to outgrow training bras, and she was intensely conscious of the increased interest of the male population in her burgeoning chest.

It wasn’t fair, but men stopped looking at her face after she was about twelve and began talking to her boobs. Before long, she realized that her physical attributes not only drew attention to her, but they helped her through

what for other girls her age were difficult. It was all innocent enough for her…she got the attention she wanted, but there was no quid pro quo. She remained innocent until she decided that there was more to life than teasing.

Eric Blount was a great father, and his two-year-old son adored him. Eric’s wife had deserted them both for a flashy, wealthy drug dealer, leaving Eric devastated and little Justin confused. After she left them, Eric had thrown himself into his work and had pretty much turned Justin over to a

succession of babysitters and nannies, none of which lasted very long. Eric was…difficult. His experience with his wife had left him incredibly distrustful of women in general and blondes in particular.

Ashlyn was the latest in a very long line of interviewees, right out of high school and just days away from her eighteenth birthday. Despite his innate distrust of young blondes, there was something devastatingly fresh about the girl, and he felt a pull towards her that he was wary of.

For her part, Ashlyn was taken with Eric Blount the second she met him. Everything about the man exuded sex, and she felt his aura deep in her belly. Even being near him caused a wet spot in her panties. Her nipples were hard and her hormones were raging, and the instant she walked

through the door, she knew that she was willing to do anything he wanted to get and keep his attention.

He was tall, with wavy black hair that she wanted to run her fingers through. His blue eyes peeked out from beneath arched brows over

chiseled cheeks and a face that looked as if it had been carefully sculpted by a master. His chest and shoulders were large without being massive, and his belly under the tight tee shirt looked flat and muscled. Just wondering what it looked like uncovered made her knees weak. The large bulge at the

crotch of his jeans made her mouth water, and while he was talking to her about the responsibilities of the job she was busy contemplating something she had heard about but never tried…and she would gladly try it on Eric if he would let her. The thought of that lump swelling between her lips made her mouth water. She wondered briefly if she would spit or swallow, but

she knew if he wanted her to she would swallow every drop…he was that gorgeous.

Eric didn’t miss her unconscious squirming, and he could see her nipples were hard even through the supportive bra she was wearing. He couldn’t see any of it, the dress she wore was conservative, but with the size of her breasts, there was no way she could wear one of the flimsy bras that many women wore. Despite his determination to keep his distance from

women for a while, he was drawn fiercely to this barely legal teen. He felt relief when he finished her interview and told her he would call her after he had conducted the other interviews he had scheduled. When she left, he

sighed and held out for almost fifteen minutes before he had to go upstairs and relieve the pressure in his cock and balls. When he came, splattering his cum across his chest and up onto the headboard of the bed above him, he was mentally holding one of her large breasts in each hand, and her mouth was wrapped around the tip of his cock. In his mind, she was

swallowing every drop of his spurting cum with a look of joy on her pretty young face.

Ashlyn made it to her car before she had to lift the skirt of her dress. Staring at the front door he had just gone back through, she thrust her hand beneath her panties, and her middle finger located her wet swollen clit. In her mind, she was naked, kneeling before him, and his huge swollen cock was approaching her parted lips. As she closed them around the tip, he was cumming, just like Todd at the prom, huge jets of thick, sticky white cum. The difference was that, unlike Todd’s orgasm, Eric’s cum wasn’t shooting onto the front of her prom dress, it was flowing into her

desperately sucking mouth. A loud cry of ecstasy escaped from Ashlyn’s lips as she came. It took several moments before she recovered from the sudden shock and the strength of her orgasm. She opened her eyes and looked around to see if anyone had noticed her. When she didn’t see

anyone, she hurriedly backed out of his driveway and drove off.