Fucking my Stalker, the worst sex ever – #5 Ashley

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Fucking my Stalker, the worst sex ever – #5 Ashley
HEADS UP: IF YOU’RE LOOKING TO GET HOT AND BOTHERED BY THIS STORY, THIS IS PROBABLY NOT FOR YOU. IF YOU’RE LOOKING FOR A LAUGH, WELCOME FRIEND!

It was a cool fall night, football season for the local school had started. Most of the games were boring because…

1. the local school was typically 5x bigger than the school they were playing

2. While winning is fun, you gotta lose to appreciate the wins. We always won so I would get bored at the games, knowing the results would be predictable

So, I went to the football games not to actually watch the game but to find the horny girls who are only at the game to watch cute boys in tights play the game. I was prowling about, looking for potential hook-ups. On this particular night, I was striking out. I couldn’t find any girls I was attracted to that might look like she would be down to fuck.

So, I’m just walking around, when suddenly, this girl comes up to me. She wasn’t particularly attractive, she was more plain than anything else. I didn’t know her, she didn’t know me. Or so I thought….

She tries talking with me, but she talks so fast and with such an indecipherable accent that my lip reading was failing me, leaving me to stand there helplessly, smiling and nodding.

“I’m sorry, I hate to be rude but I gotta go. ” I said to this blonde babbler.

The blonde babbler follows me, still talking. I briefly hear something about Anna, one of my favorite girls, and how she had often talked of me.

“Wait, you know Anna?” I asked. Babbler nodded. “Ok then, what’s your name, I don’t think I caught it”

“Name’s Ashley….babble babble babble” said the nonsensical Ashley. I reverted back to smiling and nodding while slowly trying to edge away from her. Problem was…she kept following me, never shutting up. Suddenly, some of her friends accosted her, I disappeared and hid in the crowd, making myself as inconspicuous as possible. I’m watching the game, when suddenly I see her walking by and I’m fervently praying and muttering to myself “Please don’t look this way, please don’t look this way”.

As if by miracle, she did not notice me. However, my cousin found me and sat by me. I made the mistake of telling him what had just happened to me with Ashley. So my cousin decides it’s a BRILLIANT idea to go up to Ashley and point out where I was along with telling her I had a crush on her but I couldn’t say or do anything cuz of my shyness (HAH! Me, shy. AS IF!).

Ashley is visibly excited and tries to head my way. I panic, looking around, looking for escape routes. There was only one because all the other routes were clogged with people. There was a fence between me and freedom, but that fence had a 10 foot drop. Without hesitation or regard for injury, I sprint at the fence. I then jumped over the fence, easily clearing it and braced myself for impact on the fall. I softened the fall by rolling before sprinting to the exit. Unfortunately, there was only one way out and Ashley was closer to the exit than I was. I see her running, chasing after me, trying to cut off my exit. I barely made it past her before she could cut me off, but she kept on chasing me, trying to get my attention. I ran clear out of the football stadium. Lady luck was on my side because I saw a friend just sitting in his car, idling. I ran to him, got in his car.

“WHAT THE –” exclaimed my friend.

“SHUT UP AND DRIVE MOTHAFUCKA! SOME FOOLS TRYING TO BEAT MY ASS” I lied to add to the urgency because I did not believe that “SHUT UP AND DRIVE, SOME PSYCHO CHICK IS CHASING ME FOR MY DICK AND SPERM” would help my case. My friend, being the awesome guy he is, floored it, leaving Ashley to look helplessly on as I caught my ride to freedom. The next day, I told my best Friend Kristoff what had happened and he couldn’t stop laughing about it hysterically. That was the end of it….or so I thought.

Fast forward a week later, I saw Ashley again at the grocery store. She saw me and tried to chase me down. However, I knew the store like the back of my hand and I was able to easily evade her. 3 days later, I saw her again, but this time at the park. She once again tried to chase me down but I ran into oncoming traffic to try and lose her. A car was headed my way, the driver saw me and came to a complete stop, I jumped on his car, ran over the car and then bolted off into the woods and lost her. It was a constant game of cat-and-mouse. I was always able to escape her in the end. I escaped from her at a school function for my brother. I evaded her at another football game. I eluded her at a cousin’s concert for school. The Universe seemed hell-bent on replaying this on an endless loop.

One day, my luck ran out. It all happened on an innocuous day. My friend Kristoff and Tim was looking to get a new car for Kristoff so that he could drive around and not have to depend on me or Tim to drive him around. We hopped in Tim’s car and headed to the house where the car was at. When we pulled up to this nice-looking house with tons of land, guess who I saw….of all the fucking people to buy from in the town, it had to be her house, her familia. We greeted Ashley and her dad with a smile and pleasant conversation. Ashley’s dad invited us in to talk more about the car, so we go and enter the house with them. I made the mistake of telling my asshole of a friend who Ashley was, not realizing I sealed my fate for the following events.

They talked about the car, Kristoff and Tim asked if they could look at the car. I had to go to the bathroom so I asked where the bathroom was. By the time I came out, I am informed of an “emergency” that Kristoff and Tim had to leave and go check on Tim’s perfectly healthy father to make sure he was alright.

Now I was trapped, at that house with my stalker. She was smiling non-stop and it was creeping me out. Her father seemed oblivious to the whole thing. “Ashley will take you home” said her father.

“Alright Mr. Young,” I responded. I thought to myself repeatedly.

I had no choice because my home was hours walk away and my friends weren’t coming back for me. So I entered the car with Ashley and told her the direction to my house. She seemed to comply but was uncharacteristically quiet. I soon found out why.

She pulled into a discreet spot where nobody would see us.

“What are you doing?” I asked.

“We need to talk” she said.

“Talk? About what?” I said, confused.

“About your love and crush for me.” she said. ” I wanted you to know, I feel the same way.”

“Oh so you hate me right?” I said, completely serious.

She laughs. “Oh you’re so silly, no, I love you.”

“Ash, you don’t know me. I’m a bad person. Completely and totally wrong for you. You clearly deserve someone better” I said in an attempt to persuade you.

“Maybe, but I want you.” she said. I thought to myself. I thought about walking home but then I saw dark storm clouds in the sky, indicating rain which was absolutely fucking perfect because I didn’t have a jacket or hoodie and I had no way of protecting my hearing aids that can’t get too wet or they cease to work. I thought.

“No, Ashley, I promise you don’t. I’m gay.” I lied, which at the time, it was a lie because I had no desire for men at that point.

“Well, you won’t be gay anymore after I’m done with you.” Ashley said in an attempt to seduce me. “Get in the back of the car”

“But I don’t wanna” I whined.

“My car, my rules” she said. I thought to myself.

So I reluctantly get in the backseat with her. She strips down to her bra and panties and demanded I get naked so she could blow me. I comply, hoping to get home soon after this god awful experience. She comes in for a kiss, and I kiss her back, trying to kiss her like I would any other girl. She had other ideas. The woman immediately jams her tongue down my throat. I almost gag, and I reel back. She attacks me with that tongue, allowing me no reprieve. I had to think of an idea on how to get her to stop kissing me before I suffocated on her tongue.

My brilliant idea was to push her down to my cock so she could suck me off. I thought surely she could not mess that up. I was wrong, dead wrong. While she was sucking me, she had her teeth grinding on my cock. It was painful. I almost howl in pain, but I stifle the noise. She must have mistook it for groans of pleasure because she went even more vigorously on blowing my cock. I pull her off by lying that I’m almost cumming.

Bad mistake, Ashley decides she wants to help me cum by giving me an handjob. She has my cock firmly in her hands and she’s yanking on it. If I didn’t know better I would think she was trying to rip my penis off of my pelvic bone. So while she’s ineptly jerking me off, I push her down on her back and told her I wanted to fuck her, because I figured unless her vagina contained teeth, that was going to be the least painful course of action for me.

I pull off her panties, and I shit you not, a bush sprang up as soon as I took it off. I was startled by it. Of all the girls I fucked, they did have pube hair but not a fucking forest like this one did. It was so bad, I couldn’t tell where the pussy was. Any thought of eating her out was immediately killed off so that left me with one option. I thought to myself. . I dive my cock into the forest, groping around for her vagina until I finally found it. I start thrusting, closing my eyes and trying to pretend this was ANYBODY else but Ashley, I wound up fantasizing about my hot science teacher that I would never be able to fuck. It didn’t take me long to orgasm at the thought of her. I pull out and blow my load on her belly.

“So was that good for you babe” she asked.

“Sorry but I still prefer men” I said to her I thought to myself.

“Bummer, so I guess I can’t date you then” she said. “But what I don’t get is…why are you fucking Anna?” .

“She’s a cover, I can’t tell my parents or my friends. So I had to pretend like I was ‘Normal'” I said to her. “You’re the first person I told because I feel so comfortable with you….well I gotta get home. Mind driving me home?”

“Sure thing” She said.

I had her drop me off about a mile from my house, lying about where I lived so she couldn’t find me again. I walked home because the weather had cleared up by then and I really didn’t want her to know where I lived.

Now that….was eventually the end of it.

NOTE: Even though I don’t like this girl at all, I still respect her right to privacy. Her name has been changed as has the name of all the characters in this story to protect their identity. If you liked this story, be sure to give it a thumbs up. I hope you had a good laugh, I know I did while writing this story. Let me know what you think!