The A-Team

That was what Ashley had been thinking, but not the only thing, "Yes. I was also thinking why you've got it." After all most girls didn't bring a massive strap-on dildo to a friendly sleepover, even if Alison wasn't most girls.

The teen grinned wider, "I'm always prepared for anything." She gave a small wink, "I'll let you into a secret though. I just knew I was going to fuck you tonight that's why I brought it."

Neither answer was very good. Yes, teen girls came prepared for sleepovers, tampons, lip-gloss, even breath mints - but not with huge sex toys. And as for her claim that she knew she was going to fuck Ashley, she'd need to be a clairvoyant to see all the circumstances that would bring them together in Ashley's bedroom. Still it didn't matter, they were here. Ashley girded herself, her pussy was tingling and wet, her heart pounding and most of her brain was screaming for her to go for it. But a small part was holding out and that was the bit she listened to. "You can't, not tonight, not now. We can talk tomorrow in private, you can't stay here in this room, not now. Hanna will be home soon."

"Does she come in to give you a good night kiss?" Alison asked.

"No, why?" Ashley shook her head confused, "She's eighteen and anyway she'd think I was asleep."

"In that case I'll close the door behind me and hope you're quiet," Alison said, shutting it as she did so.

"Oh..." what else could Ashley say?

The teen moved in front of her, a smug grin on her pretty face. Ashley looked up awaiting instructions she knew would be coming; and in truth she was looking forward to them, to giving herself to the young blonde temptress in front of her.

"Take off your night dress," Alison said. Ashley did as she was told, again, pulling off the dress and dropping it to the floor. She was standing naked in front of the teen, her pussy and tits exposed to the younger woman's lascivious gaze; it was embarrassing and demeaning and it made Ashley's cunt hot with excitement and lust. Alison stepped forward and slid her hand down to Ashley cunt, smiling almost wickedly as she said, "That's nice and juicy; you're so wet, like a whore."

"Yes," murmured Ashley blushing, she couldn't really deny it.

Alison smirked louder. "Get down on your knees and suck my dildo you'll need it soaked."

Ashley nodded and got down on her knees, "Sure Alison, though you said my twat is wet enough."

The Milf's lips were round the plastic dong before Alison replied, "It's not going in your pussy. I want to fuck your ass."

If Ashley's mouth hadn't been full she'd have whimpered. Not that she was an anal virgin, but it was something she'd deliberately left as a birthday or valentine's day treat for her ex-husband in happier days of their marriage. Now she was going to get fucked up there by a teen girl on their first date (not even that - their first hook-up). She should stop it she knew, that would be the right thing to do, but her mouth seemed to have a mind of its own, remaining locked round the dildo and sliding up and down it taking more in and keeping it soaked. She went up and down, her raven hair flapping as she bobbed.

Her eyes went up to Alison's face, the teen had a satisfied smirk on her face, as well she might with Ashley blowing her strap-on toy like she was a two-bit hooker. The Milf was so glad Hanna wasn't here or likely to put her head round the door when she returned; that would have been embarrassing, though she had a feeling Alison wouldn't care - it would be an extra turn on for the blonde teen. To Ashley's shame the thought that Hanna seeing them would make Alison wet made the Milf hornier as well, as she imagined what a turned on Alison would do to her; my God she'd fuck her stupid. Ashley's fingers slid down to her pussy and she began to rub it as she swallowed at the rubber dick.

Alison laughed, "You're such a slut, playing with yourself while you suck my dildo. I'm going to love fucking your ass."

Ashley didn't reply, she couldn't, but she hoped the enthusiasm with which she went up and down the toy showed how much she agreed. It was soaked with her spit, gleaming with saliva as she took in as much as she could, swallowing it as deep as she dared, almost risking gagging as it tickled at her throat.

Alison grinned happily, like a cat with a mouse, her hands were on her hips, as she looked down at the cock-sucking Milf, "You know Ashley... I can call you Ashley? Mrs Marin seems so formal when you're prepping my dick for an ass ramming. Anyway Ashley if you fuck as good as you suck I can see this being a regular thing, you'd like that wouldn't you?"

Ashley head nodded back and forth as she sucked the toy. Alison grinned deeper and pulled the toy back and out. Ashley remained on her knees, sitting like she was a dog begging for a bone and looking up at Alison's face. The teen looked down at her with a lustful look, "It's ass fucking time."

"Yes, Alison," Ashley nodded, agreeing that her most intimate hole was for Alison.

"Get on your hands and knees on the bed," ordered the teen.

Ashley did as she was told, pushing her ass up and outwards sexily; she couldn't believe what she was doing, but now she was she wanted Alison to know she wanted it bad. The teen grinned and swatted the Milf's rump playfully, "God, you're a whore, offering up your ass like that. I'm going to enjoy ramming it deep; do you want that?"

"Yes, I want you to fuck it hard, I want you to nail it so deep that you're hammering the whole dildo down my chute. I am a whore, an anal whore," Ashley blushed as she spoke, but it was the truth, she wanted it so bad, like only a complete slut or hooker would want it. Oh God, her desire for Alison's dick in her ass was so bad, it was almost painful. She needed the teen to fuck her ass, to control her, to dominate her by butt-fucking.

Alison seemed content with Ashley's answer. Ashley could feel the mattress shudder as the teen got on the bed behind her, the young blonde's hands reaching out for the Milf's round ass cheeks. Ashley gave a sound somewhere between a moan and a giggle as Alison pried them apart, she could imagine the look of lust on the teen's face as she stared down at the tight puckered hole normally hidden between them. For a few moments Alison just looked at it, before she said with a grin, "That's so tight and fuckable."

Ashley nodded, blushing red, "Thank you, I'm glad you like it."

"A polite Milf," grinned Alison and swatted Ashley's ass again, "I'm am so going to enjoy ramming your backhole."

"You will," agreed Ashley as Alison's hand pulled at her cheeks again, moving the cheeks aside. Then keeping one hand on a buttock Alison gripped her toy with the other and guided to the saliva stained dildo to the sphincter. "Mmmnnn," Ashley moaned in anticipation as the teen brushed the tip at her pucker. "Mmmnnn, oh God is it going to go in?"

"Oh it will be going in," Alison replied, but she didn't follow her words with any immediate action, being content to tease Ashley's asshole with the tip, pressing the toy against the puckered skin and lightly pushing it so the ass opened the barest amount.

Ashley moaned again, gripping the quilt below her and shaking her hair free as it fell across her face. Now she'd given into her desire for Alison she wanted it to begin, to have the dildo in her. "Please..." she murmured quietly, "Oh please..."

"What?" giggled Alison, "You want my big toy in your tight anal fuckhole?"

"Yes, I want you to bang my butt," Ashley nodded, her cheeks red.

"Ask me for it," ordered Alison, "Make me know you want it..." She continued to brush the tip at Ashley.

The Milf flushed even brighter, her skin so red she could have been mistaken for a stop sign, but as she wanted Alison's strap-on in her she did as she was told, "Please fuck me. I want you to please fuck my asshole. I want you to pound it as hard and deep as you like. I want you to own it. Please, please fuck it, it's my gift to you."

"A present? For moi?" Alison laughed and slammed forward.

Ashley's ass was too tight for the dildo to go down its full nine inches, but such was the power behind it that it still slammed down almost half it's length in one brutal thrust. Ashley's eyes opened so wide the sockets ached and her entire body shuddered as the asshole was stretched painfully open, "AAarrrghh," she squeaked, "Owwwww."

Alison ignored her, pulling swiftly back and pounding down as hard as before, sending the dildo even further in. Ashley's fingers clawed at the bedding and her face contorted in pain as the teen's toy opened her. She gave another squawk and then another as Alison thrust down again, making the Milf's anal walls stretch out. It was sore and uncomfortable, like red hot concrete was being poured into her, the anal invader feeling as out of place as a guitar solo in a Beethoven piece. But something strange was also happening as well, intense pleasure as Alison's toy penetrated deep and stimulated nerve endings mixing with a feeling of satisfaction that she was the teen's. "Oooohhh," the sound that came from her lips as young blonde whacked down again was pleasure.

"You slut," laughed Alison, "You're loving this, you're loving my dick in you."

"Oooohhh, yes, yes," it was impossible to deny. The discomfort Ashley had felt was receding as the dildo pounded down deep and her ass elasticated to fit it. It was more like a key in a lock than an unwelcome intruder, even the pain she had been feeling was slipping away like night to be replaced by a sparkling dawn. With one hand the Milf began to rub at her pussy, groaning in pleasure as Alison hit her deep, "Ooohhh, yes, ooooohh this is good."

Alison slammed hard, each thrust now sending the full length of the toy into the Milf's asshole. Her hands were gripping the Milf's waist keeping her in place as her own ass rocked back and forth as she drove the dildo into Ashley. The raven haired older woman squeaked and gasped in pleasure, shuddering and shaking, her naked titties bouncing and bobbing below her. Alison moved faster, slamming the toy hard, "You're a slut, Ashley, an anal slut and you're mine. I own you. You gave yourself to me as a gift and I'm going to use you like a cheap rag."

"Oh god, yes, wreck my ass, it's yours, Alison, I'm yours, use me, abuse me, fuck me as you want," squeaked Ashley. It was demeaning, she knew, to be saying those things to a girl much less than half her age, but it was true, she was Alison's and the teen could have her however she liked and Ashley would take it and love it. "Fuck it, fuck it. Oooooohhh, God, fuuuckkk iiitt..." As long as Alison pleasured her like she was pleasuring her now Ashley would be the blonde's fuck slave however and whenever she was wanted. "Aaaarrrghh, aaaaargghh, fuuucckkk!"

Alison laughed and slammed harder, thrusting her toy as far as it would go into Ashley's taboo hole, the sounds of her thighs smacking at the Milf's behind like a pistol on automatic. "Oh God, you whore, you dirty slut, you're loving it."

"Aaaarrghh," squeaked Ashley in agreement, "ooooohhh, aaaarrrghhh." Soon the Mom was lost in maelstrom of ecstasy, her entire being suffused with an orgasmic glow, making her shriek and shake and cum again and again.

From downstairs there was the slam of the front door as Hanna, as inconsiderate as ever of anyone asleep, returned home. It was enough to wake Ashley from her sexual stupor. "Oh my.... Alison, that's Hanna, you need to stop, what will she think?"

Alison carried on ramming Ashley's backdoor, "You're mine," she smirked evilly, "We stop when I say. Best bet is to be quiet... if you can."

Ashley closed her mouth and tried to ignore the pleasure pounding through her as her asshole was vigorously banged. It was so hard; it made it virtually impossible to be silent for long and as the full, solid nine inches slammed down her hole Ashley let out a moan and then another one. Alison went faster, almost as if she wanted to make the Milf shriek out loud. Ashley slammed her mouth down on the quilt, sucking it into her mouth and gripping it between her teeth, using the thick material to stifle her moans. She could hear Hanna's footsteps outside, coming nearer, pausing for just a second and then receding quickly as Hanna went to her own room. It was with relief Ashley heard the door close, thanking her daughter for not being so quiet about it and had let her know. She lifted her head, and confident there were two thick bedroom doors and a full landing between her and Hanna gave a loud moan, "Fuuuckkk, yessss Alison, fuck my ass, fuck it hard...."

Alison continued to do so, pounding Ashley into another orgasm and sending the older woman into a paroxysm of delectable delight. The Milf's cunt was soaking with cum, the juice covering her finger whenever she reached and rubbed at the hole. She had never known pleasure like it, she couldn't imagine how she had ever lived without it. She was an anal loving lesbian slut, to be more accurate, she was Alison DiLaurentis's anal loving lesbian slut. The teen owned her, they both knew that...

"OOohhh, fuck, you slut," Alison pulled the dildo out of Ashley's butt, "That was something."

Ashley started to move, "I liked it as well."

"Liar," said Alison, "You loved it." She put her hand on Ashley's ass, "Stay there I want a memento." She picked up her cell and held it inches from Ashley's gaping hole. There was an electronic click as she snapped a photo.

Ashley stayed patiently in position, if Alison wanted a souvenir of her well-used ass, Ashley knew she shouldn't question it. Not if she wanted Alison again and she did... The teen pulled the camera back a few feet and snapped again,.

"Nice," she grinned and lay back against the headboard, "Look see," she held up the camera screen for Ashley's inspection and the Milf got a good look at her ass for the first time ever. It was more shapely than she would have thought, though her eyes were more drawn to the gaping hole in the middle; she grimaced Alison really had stretched her. It felt good, however, even if a little sore.

"What now?" Ashley said quietly, nervous about the answer. Did Alison want her still or was she a gift played with on Christmas Day only to be discarded by Boxing Day.

Alison ignored her, playing with her phone. Ashley waited, not wanting to push it, until after a few moments Alison put her phone on the sideboard. She looked at Ashley with a smile, "What now? Now I'm going to sleep." She pulled back the covers and slipped under them, lying her head on the pillow and closing her eyes. Soon she was breathing deep in sleep, looking like a golden angel. Ashley sat watching her for a few minutes, before she too went under the covers, lying her head down next to - what she hoped was - her girlfriend.

*

Hanna Marin lay awake in her bed; her mind going overtime. Not because tonight she'd finally broken it off with Caleb; with his drinking and 'fuck you' attitude that had been on the cards for weeks. But, no what was jamming her mind with all sorts of thoughts, none of which she wanted there, was what her Mom was doing.

She'd gone upstairs ready for bed, but as she approached her Mom's room she'd heard some strange noises. It was only as she briefly stopped outside her Mom's room, about to go in and see if she was having a bad dream she recognised them as stifled orgasmic cries. Blushing she rushed to her own room, closing the door loudly behind her to let her cumming Mom know she wasn't alone. The teen let out a sigh of relief; she knew she sometimes was as subtle as a brick through a window, but bursting into her Mom banging some guy would have been a major faux pas, even for her. It was only as she got undressed that she remembered why she'd been out in the evening, her ex-friend Alison was here. She frowned, it wasn't like her Mom to go out and find a guy for casual sex, and certainly not when they had a guest.

A hollow feeling grew in her gut and she opened her bedroom door. As quiet as she could, and when she wanted she could be very silent, Hanna sneaked across to her Mom's room. As she got nearer she could hear the cries, they were louder now as if her Mom had been keeping them in when Hanna had walked past previously. There was no disguising the lust in them either, "AAAArrrghh, uuuurhhh, yessss."

Hanna paused unsure what to do or how to find out whether her suspicions were correct and her Mom was having lesbian sex with that bitch Ali. There was a squeal from inside, "Fuuuckkk, yessss Alison, fuck my ass, fuck it hard...." Hanna nearly fell backwards; it was worse than she thought - not only had the bitch seduced her Mom, she was taking her in that hole; the one no self-respecting girl ever gave up. Hanna blushed red and rushed to her room, she shouldn't have tried to find out, as now she had she had no idea what to do or how to break up the teen and her Mom; God, she hadn't even know her Mom was a lesbian...

*

Despite the late hour Mona Vanderwaal was still up and at her computer, not that she was doing anything more challenging than playing solitaire. Hanging in the wardrobe, tucked away was the black trousers and baggy jacket she'd been wearing earlier, the equally black pullover neatly folded in the drawer wrapped round the white mask that had covered her face. The plan had gone exactly how it should, a window left unlocked by Alison had allowed the other teen easy entry and a kitchen knife, some shadows and heavy breathing had been enough to make Ashley scream to heaven and run for the cops.

Not that they'd have found Mona; by the time they arrived she had already been nearly home, making sure she didn't alert her parents by slipping in the backdoor. And speaking of slipping in the backdoor, she glanced at her cell, sitting beside her on the desk. She had played her part in the plan, weakening Ashley's resolve and giving a chance for Alison to get into the Milf's bed and if it worked, and Mona was sure it would, into something much hotter as well. Still, Ali was taking her time...

She wasn't the only one who thought so. The cell chirped and the name A4 flashed up, her messaging appearing below her name, "Have you heard yet?"

"No," Mona thumbed back, her message being followed seconds later by the flashing name of A1 giving the same answer.

The answers didn't keep their A-team colleague quiet, as moments later the name A4 reappeared, "Do you think it worked? What if Ali couldn't do it?"

"It's Ali," typed Mona, she had faith in the blonde.

"She'll do it," the text from A1, the team leader, agreed with Mona.

"I hope so," there was a last message under A4, but neither Mona nor the head of the A-team answered. Not that Mona really blamed her friend for being nervous, she had been sitting here filled with anxious excitement for hours, unable to do anything but click on the cards on her computer. Not that she doubted Ali, she was sure her fellow team member would be able to seduce and then analise her target, but there was always the fluke - Hanna returning home, the police not leaving, perhaps it was even possible they'd make a mistake and Ashley wasn't a lesbian fuckhole... Mona suddenly felt as nervous as her colleague.

The cell chirped again. A2 the name read - that was Alison. Mona snatched it up like it was the last piece of pie at a picnic and thumbed the message open. A picture filled the screen, two red cheeks and a gaping cavernous hole between them. Seconds later a second picture came through, this one taken from a little further away, so that the open hole was still visible, but you could just see the top of Ashley's head. There was a two word message at the bottom, "Butt fucked."

Mona grinned, it seemed the A-team was in business.