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Saving Ash (book #2) Chapter-Fifteen


Ash...14 years old


I hear her laughing when I come in from school. It’s different. Not how she laughs when she’s with me. Father’s here, and they are in the sunroom. I don’t have lessons today, but I’m glad she is here. When she’s gone, it’s like my oxygen goes with her. I can’t breathe until I see her. I can’t feel until I touch her.


Last week she did something special. She let me see her naked breasts. I’ve seen naked breasts plenty of times in magazines, movies…art. But hers were like a gift. For my eyes only.


“Ash, would you like to see me naked?” She asked out of nowhere as I was playing my lesson for the day.


I looked up from the keys, my eyes pleading. My playing slowed, and she quietly cursed me to keep playing.


“Ash, play. They will suspect something if they don’t hear you playing.”


I continued the song, The Secret Garden, as my heart beat wildly against my chest.


“I want to show you, Ash. I want to give you a gift,” she said as she began to unbutton her blouse. She was wearing no bra of which I already knew. Her dark nipples always shown through the light fabric. Many times, I fantasied suckling them. Tasting her sweet essence.


“That’s it, Ash. Play for me. Play The Butterfly Waltz.” She sounded out of breath. The air was leaving the room for me as well. My cock hardened so much that it hurt. I could feel myself becoming wet from the precum that was now leaking from the tip.


I quickly changed the melody. The Butterfly Waltz was her favorite. I would play it for her always.


Her shirt was open and there were her breasts. They were aching to be touched. Sucked. Would she allow me?


“Keep playing, Ash. Keep playing and look at me. You’re talented. You’re a beautiful boy, Ash,” she said, breathlessly. “I’m so turned on, Ash. You make me want to do things. Things so wicked and wrong.” She was squeezing her breasts together. Pinching and rolling her nipples.

“Do you want to watch me come, Ash?” she whispered.


“Yes,” I said, softly.


She came and sat next to me on the bench. Her breasts were inches from me. She reached down and moved her hand up her skirt. The other still squeezing her breast.


“That’s it, Ash. Make me come. Make me come with your fingers. Not on me, but on the keys. That’s what your fingers do to me, Ash. I watch your hands, your fingers move along the keys, and I think how they would feel playing with my pussy.”


Pussy. She said the word, and I came in my pants. Yet I was confined to the piano, aching to touch her, to be inside of  her.


“Yes, Ash. That’s it. I’m so wet. I’m going to come.”


Her head rolled with pleasure. Her lips curved into a smile I knew was for sex.

“Ahh….ahhh,” she moaned. “I’m coming, Ash. You made me come. Oh, you’re such a good boy.”

She fell against me, her body spent from lust and desire. I could smell her sweet musk as she pulled her hand from between her legs. They were wet and she ran them along my lips.

“Taste me, Ash. It’s what you’ve been waiting for.” she cooed like a mother cougar.


I licked her fingers, pulled them into my mouth and sucked her sweet nectar.

How long have I waited for this?


I was still sensitive in my pants and wanted to touch myself. Release some of the pent-up orgasm that was still taking place in my pants. I started to reach for it when she smacked my hands.


“That’s a bad boy. You are not to touch yourself. I will let you know when you are allowed to touch and pleasure yourself. Just keep sucking my fingers and playing the piano.


I did as she commanded. Sucked and played. I was in heaven. All my dreams of Pippa and I were coming true. There would never be another for me.


“Ash, we now have a secret,” she said, and looked at me through dazed eyes. A wicked smile played on her lips. A smile reserved for me. “I’ll see you next week,” she said, and pulled her fingers from my mouth. I continued to play as she left the room. As soon as she was gone, I fell over the piano. Every ounce of me weak with desire.


That’s why she’s here. She’s here to give me more. Take me into her world of butterflies, lust, and desire. My cock pulses in my pants. But I mustn’t touch it. I have to save it for her.


My heart swells with all things Pippa. I follow her laugher into the sunroom. There she is, with Father. They’re sharing a champagne. Father only drinks bourbon when he’s home. And why is he home at this hour?


Pippa gives me that wicked smile. The one she reserves for me. She looks beautiful, full of sunshine and clear skies.


“Son, we have some news for you.”


I stand there, waiting on his announcement. Pippa touches his arm. I don’t like it and see red.


“Ash, Pippa and I were married today.”


There’s a deafening force that fills the room. I feel I’m drowning. The voices are so far away.


Pippa stands and walks over to me. I see her mouth move. Her smile changing. I focus in on the one thing that matters to me, her. Pippa.


“Ash, I’m now your mother.” She hugs me, pushing her breasts into my chest.


I’m lost. I don’t know where I belong.


Belong in this…dynamic.


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Saving Ash© 2024 Gina A. Jones rights reserved under the International and Pan-American Copyright Conventions. No part of this book may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopying, recording, or by any information storage and retrieval system, without permission in writing from the publisher.


This is a work of fiction. Names, places, characters and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously, and any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead, organizations, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

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Just keeps getting better and better!

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Wow! What kind of person was Pippa? We're seeing more and more that she has issues.

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No way!!! Can’t wait for the next post.

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Oh my goodness!!!! I was not expecting that!!

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