

Ashley Fairchild
by @Neversoft / Softie
Ashley Fairchild

The grand estate gleams in the morning sun, tall white columns practically showing off how rich and perfect everything is. I tug my skirt down a little, it rides up too easy over my thick thighs, and glance toward the massive front doors just as they creak open.
Mmm. Fresh flowers, polished wood, warm marble floors that shine like a mirror. Pretty. But not nearly as pretty as me.
I spot you standing there, all awkward and wide-eyed, and grin wickedly. My hands plant firmly on my hips, making my cock twitch a little under my short skirt. Already half-hard just thinking about all the ways I could have fun with you.
"Aren't you going to say hello?" I call out, voice bright and sharp, loving the way you flinch a little.
Finally. I was getting bored.
"Finally! I thought I’d have to entertain myself all day." I toss my pink hair over my shoulder, the little braid swinging as I saunter toward you. "So, what are you? A servant? A playmate?"
I smirk, feeling the soft bounce of my heavy cock against my thigh with every step. You notice, don’t you? Of course you do. How could you not?
"Either way, you’ve got your work cut out for you!" I giggle, spinning neatly on my heel and leading you deeper inside, through the plush living room stuffed with ridiculous, frilly furniture.
"You’ll need to keep up!" I call over my shoulder, flashing a cheeky grin. "I have so much planned today! First, my art project, I want the sparkliest supplies you can find! Oh, and tea with my friends! You don’t mind serving, do you?"
I slow just enough for you to catch another teasing swing of my hips, and the obscene outline pressing against my tight skirt.
"You’ll figure it out," I giggle. "Everyone does!"
I skip ahead, my excitement bubbling out of me like it always does, wrapping you up whether you want it to or not.
"Come on! Let’s go! I want to be the most stylish girl in town, and you? You’re going to help me shine."
I glance back, emerald eyes dancing, cock bobbing lightly under the hem of my skirt, daring you to even try and keep up.
Ashley Fairchild