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It seems like every story someone becomes a young beautiful woman with
huge breasts and a perfect hourglass figure oozing sex appeal. While
this is great fantasy reality tells us that this is a very small
minority so I thought a story of becoming a more typical female might
appeal to others besides myself. This is just a start and I have ideas
of where I want to take so I am making this story an SIBC and see how
everyone reacts to it.
Charlotte's Web Chapter 2
by
Heather Marie
The past couple of weeks had definitely been a learning experience for
me. From the simple cramp that woke me up at 3:30 in the morning
announcing my period had started to working as a waitress having my ass
groped and patted to what should be a simple task like sitting in a desk
during my classes at the local community college it seemed like everyday
was a new experience to me. However while everyday held something new
for me Charlotte took everything in stride. After all she had been
through all of this before and I was actually starting to become
thankful for her knowledge.
How would I know that cramp signaled my period and how to put on the
sanitary belt then fasten the sanitary napkin to it? From knowing how to
instinctively carry my books clutched to my chest to remembering to pull
the hem of my skirt down when I was sitting in class, especially if I
crossed my chubby thighs, Charlotte's mind never steered me wrong.
Unfortunately I could not say the same for her hormones. It seemed like
every date with Don ended with me giving him a hand job. Some nights I
would let him get to second base with my blouse and bra off, other
nights I may let him him probe my pussy through my panties but the end
results were always the same. Don got to cum and Charlotte was left
sexually frustrated. Last weekend I was so frustrated that in bed after
one of our petting sessions I took matters into my own hands and
masturbated myself to orgasm. My inner male was disgusted but I do have
to admit Character felt so good as the waves of pleasure rocked her
chunky body.
Today was the day before Thanksgiving and I was in the locker room
changing after my dance class. I hated this class as I had to wear a
leotard and tights and my big hips and butt were there for all to see
but the school had a physical education requirement for graduation and
Expressive Dance satisfied that. It was definitely easier than the
standard gym class but as with all phys ed classes it required changing
into the appropriate attire, As I peeled out of the plain black leotards
and tights I looked around the locker room at my classmates in varying
states of undress. While my male subconscious loved being in such an
inner sanctum of femininity Charlotte was embarrassed.
She was embarrassed as her body was nowhere as nice as the other girls
in her class. Try as she may she didn't seem able to lose any weight and
even if she did she would still have the big hips and butt as those were
part of her DNA, She was also embarrassed as her breasts were small
compared to most of the girls. She barely filled the cups pf her 36B
plain white bra while many of the girls were full B's, some C cups and
there was even Darlene who proudly announced on the first day of class
she was a 34D!
I put the leotard and tights in my bag to take home and wash them over
the long weekend. I grabbed the firm open bottom girdle and tugged it up
into place. As I did I looked around the locker room to see the other
girls getting dressed. Most of them had colorful lace trimmed underwear
in contrast to my plain white underpinnings. A few of them even had day
of the week panties. Some of them wore garter belts and could be seen
threading the garter straps under their panties. My God Charlotte you
haven't worn a garter belt since you were 13 when your Mother put you
into your first girdle. A lot of the girls were wearing panty girdles.
They looked tremendously more comfortable then one she was pulling on
and a lot more up to date. Yes a couple of the girls still wore open
bottom girdles like she did but theirs looked a lot lighter weight then
the firm control ones she wore. She had tried to argue with her mother
about this before but her mother was insistent that as long as she lived
at home she would dress appropriately for her figure.
Finally I was dressed and gathered up my bag with the dirty leotard and
tights in it as well as my books. I met up Sharon at the library as we
had agreed. I had discovered over the past few weeks Sharon was my best
friend and had been since 3rd grade . She was also dating Phil, Don's
roommate, and it had been the two of tham that fixed Don and me up. I
know my parents were not too happy at first as Don was 5 years older
than me but as they had to gotten to know him over the past year they
warmed to him. He was even now on my father's bowling team. How the hell
did I know that?
As we studied I looked over at my best friend. I was jealous of her
looks and had been for a long time. Her past the shoulder blonde hair
shined in the harsh lights of the library. Her mother even let her dye
it when it started turning darker when she was 15. Although we wore the
same size 12 dress she had more of a traditional hourglass figure with a
trim waist and flat tummy. She could have even gotten away without a
girdle but her mother insisted she wear one. At least her mother had
gotten her some panty girdles and allowed her colorful lingerie and
foundations rather than the stark utilitarian white my mother insisted
on. As she worked on her Math homework I saw how her full 36C breasts
moved with her every breath. How such a beauty like her stayed best
friends with a plain looking girl such as me was an enigma to me but I
was glad she did.
We both finished out homework and we headed out to her car to head home.
Unlike my parents who said I could take the bus to school her parents
had bought her a 57 Ford to go to school in. I would hitch a ride with
her every chance I had and she never said a word about it. I even once
in a while would give her a couple of bucks for gas. Remember this was
1960 and gas was 25 cents a gallon so a couple of bucks went a long way.
Besides Sharon smoked the same Salems I did and I could smoke as much as
I wanted around her.
"You and Don going to Ray's party tonight?" Sharon asked as she lit up a
cigarette.
We're supposed to," I said as I exhaled the smoke from my lungs. "The
last party was fun but I got so drunk I let Don get to second base for
the first time that night."
"Just second base?" she giggled. "Phil got to third base that night and
it was heavenly."
"You haven't let him hit a home run yet have you?"
"Not yet, I want to save that for our wedding night, she smiled. "Still
we have gone a long way."
"Like what?" I asked.
"Well I have let him lick the kitty a few times as he calls it," she
grinned sheepishly. "And the other night after he got done with that I
went down on him."
"Oh my God Sharon!" I shrieked. "You gave him a blow job?"
"Uh huh," she purred.
"What was that like? Don is always bugging me to do it to him."
"At first it was disgusting with the taste and smell but Phil seemed to
love it," she smiled. "It was horrible when he shot into my mouth and
the taste was terrible but I spit it out and thankfully he has some
Listerine in the bathroom to get rid of the taste."
"That sounds disgusting," I said. "I would never do that."
"I used to say that too," she said as she snuffed her cigarette out in
the ashtray. "But I felt so good after he had licked me I wanted to do
something special for him."
"Its nice to get it licked?" I blushed.
"Oh yes, especially when he finds that magic button," she smiled from
ear to ear. "It was almost as good as I can do with my own fingers."
"Oh I know that feeling," I blushed.
"We all do," she smiled.
Sharon dropped me at home and I had dinner with my parents. My sister
was working at the department store tonight. After dinner I went up to
my room to change for the party tonight. I decided to stick with my gray
wool skirt but changed from the plain white blouse to my red satin one.
I had to hike my skirt and slip up to get the blouse tucked in properly.
As I pulled my skirt and slip back into place I wondered how I would
look in some of the pretty lingerie the girls in my dance class wore. I
guess I will never know, well at least until I move out of my parents'
house.
Don picked me up promptly at 7 and as always after he pulled around the
corner from my house he pulled over to the curb. We kissed a few times
and I felt his hand on my tits even through my heavy coat. You would
think after a couple of weeks I would be used to this as Charlotte loved
it when he did but the male buried deep in my mind still wanted to throw
up every time he touched my tits or pussy. Why can't I get through to
anyone I am not what they think I am?
"Do you really want to go the party tonight Charlotte?" Don smiled as he
broke our kiss.
"Why?" I asked. "What do you have in mind?"
"Well you know Phil and Sharon will be there and the apartment will be
ours for a couple of hours," he smiled.
"I have told you I am not that type of girl!" I snapped. "You are not
going to get into my panties like that until our wedding night!"
"I know that Sweetheart," he smiled as his had went from my breast to my
knee. "But wouldn't be more comfortable on my sofa necking and petting
rather here in the car?"
"I suppose so but I don't want you to think you are going to get any
farther than you already have," I protested. "I' not sure."
"Oh come on Charlotte, I will stop when you say so," he said. "Besides I
got a fresh bottle of rum and some Coke for you."
"I don't know Don," I said in a confused state. "Part of me says yes and
part says no."
"Come on Charlotte," he smiled. "It will give us a chance to be alone."
"Well I guess so," I said. "But only if you promise to stop if I say
so."
"I promise."
"Well OK then," I replied.
Don kissed me again and took off towards his apartment. I had been there
twice before but there always been Phil and Sharon there. Part of
Charlotte was scared about all of this but she trusted Don. My male
psyche kept trying to tell Charlotte not to trust him as I had used this
type of crap on more than one innocent coed and always got my dick wet
that night but she couldn't hear me. I was not sure whether I lacked the
ability to get through to her or her hormones were overriding her good
sense. What I did know was my panties were damp already.
Don hung up my coat when we got to his apartment and made me a rum and
Coke as well as a 7&7 for himself. We sat on the sofa and talked for a
few minutes but soon our lips were locked together and he was massaging
my tits. I wanted to puke but Charlotte was in love and her panties had
gone from simply damp to wet. This guy was pushing her buttons and she
was reacting the same way all those coeds did when I did the same things
to them. After several minutes Don broke our kiss.
"Take them off Charlotte," he smiled.
"Take what off?" I smiled.
"Your blouse and your bra," he smiled back. "You know you want to."
"I ah, I don't know," I said sheepishly. "I don't want you to get any
ideas."
"Oh come on, it is not like you haven't done it before and at least
this time I will get to see your beautiful breasts in the light."
"Well OK, but that is as far as I am going," I said.
"Whatever you say," he smiled.
I stood up and undid the buttons on my blouse Don hadn't already undone.
I then took my bra off and set both of them on the chair so my blouse
didn't get wrinkled. I can't believe this girl is falling for all this
carp her boyfriend is handing her. Don't you know the next step is
getting you to take your panties off? Are you really that naive
Charlotte?.
I sat down next to Don and we started kissing again. It took a minute or
so but he again started to softly massage my naked breasts and I laid my
head back and moaned in pleasure. It is no wonder women react so
favorably when you massage their tits. it is highly pleasurable to them.
He leaned down licked my nipples before giving them each a kiss. Why are
my panties soaked? My God I am reacting just like a bitch in heat!
We went back to kissing and he kept up his manipulations of my breasts.
I had even let my one hand find its way to his lap and I was teasing his
hardening cock through his clothes. we took a couple of breaks from our
necking and petting to take a sip of our drinks and soon I was into my
third one.
"You know we would be more comfortable on my bed than here," he
whispered in my ear.
"I told you I am not that kind of girl," I said.
Oh bullshit Charlotte I thought. Here you are naked from the waist up
and allowing some guy to feel your tits up and you are toying with his
cock! Who do you think you are lying to? Certainly not yourself! Your
wet panties say otherwise.
"I know you're not Charlotte but it would be more comfortable," he
smiled. "I even put fresh sheets on the bed this evening."
"Sounds like you were planning on something," I said.
"Just thought it would be nice for you," he smiled as he stood up and
held out his hands. "Come on Charlotte."
I took hold of his hands and he pulled me up off the sofa. Don wrapped
his arms around me and we fell into a kiss. I felt so small at 5'3" even
in my 3" heels next to to his 5'10" frame. My nipples were loving being
caresses by his chest as he ran his hands up and down my bare back. We
finally broke our kiss and walked hand in hand into his bedroom and he
closed the door behind us. The gravity of the situation should have come
to Charlotte I thought but she was still acting like a school girl.
"If I lay down my skirt is going to get wrinkled, she said. "My mother
has already asked why some nights when we go out my skirt gets so
wrinkled. I don't want her getting any ideas."
"So take it off," Don said confidently.
Oh my God! What a line! I wished my maleness had thought of that one.
Here I had always struggled to get those damned things off a girl and
here he simply tells her! Certainly Charlotte you can't that be that
dumb?
"Sounds like you have something else in mind Donald," she replied.
"Honest no! I just thought and you would have all the rest of your
clothes on. he said defensively.
All the rest of your clothes! Think Charlotte! Here you are about to lay
down with a guy on his bed and you have already let him talk you out of
your blouse, skirt and bra without even putting up a stitch of
resistance! My God! Of all the bitches I could have ended up living as I
have to get to stuck with one that is not only naive but just fucking
dumb!
"Well OK, but just my skirt," Charlotte responded as she reached to her
left hip and undid the button and zipper.
I can't believe I am doing this willing as I gently laid my skirt on the
top of his dresser so it didn't get wrinkled. Don had the bed turned
down already so I kicked my shoes off. We went back to kissing. His
hands played with my breasts and by now I had his cock out of his pants
which were pushed down to his knees and was toying his hard cock and
balls. I felt his hand leave my breast and find its way to my knee and
was slowly making its way up my thigh. When I felt his fingers reach the
drenched crotch of my panties I took hold of his cock firmly and was
stroking him.
As Don's finger probed my vagina limited by my panties I stroked him.
Out of the corner of my eye I spied the box of tissues on the night
stand and grabbed a few. As he probed sending my excitement higher I
kept up wanking his meat. I felt the twitch and barely got the tissues
in place before he erupted with a vengeance. He seemed to cum longer and
spurt more than I had remembered him ever doing in the 5 months I had
been jacking him off. Finally he was dry and laid back and lit up a
cigarette. I went out into the living room and retrieved my purse with
my cigarettes in it as well as my blouse and bra. I lit up and laid my
head on his shoulder.
"You have no idea how good that feels Charlotte," he said as he exhaled
the smoke.
"I know it must be pretty good because I know how good it feels when you
try to push into me,:" I said.
"Would you let me go further?" he asked. "I am sure you would like it."
"I ah, I don't know I'm scared."
"Scared of what? Scared of me?" he asked.
"Well how would I know all you would use your fingers?"
"I promise that is all I will use Charlotte," he said as his fingers
traced across my pussy lips through my panties. "I want our wedding
night to be special too."
Certainly you can't be that dumb Charlotte! You know what he wants. He
wants to fuck you raw and blow a wad deep inside you. Once you let him
get it in you you are going to be here every night you two go out flat
on your back with your legs spread hoping he lasts long enough to make
you cum. Don't be stupid!
"Well OK if you promise you don't bring your penis anywhere near my
vagina," Charlotte said.
I promise Charlotte," he smiled.
I got up off the bed and started taking what clothes I still had on off.
Charlotte was so sure her Don would keep his promise but the male in me
wondered if he could. I can remember being 15 and using this type of
shit on a girl, She ended getting her cherry popped that afternoon and
in the process taking mine.
I laid down on the bed and Donald started by using one hand to softly
caress my breast as his other continued to rub my very wet vaginal lips.
I felt him start to slide his finger in farther than he had ever probed.
It felt so good I purred and he went deeper. Suddenly his finger ran
over my magic button and I squealed in ecstasy.
:You OK Charlotte?" he said as he pulled his finger out.
"Oh yes," I cooed. That little mound you felt is my clitoris, it feels
very nice when you touch it."
"Like this," he smiled as he reinserted his finger and softly massaged
my pleasure spot. I smiled and he went on, "We will have to see what
this leads to"
As Don rubbed her clit Charlotte knew very well where it would lead. She
may have been a good Catholic girl but she had used her own fingers more
than a few times to bring herself to a climax. Don leaned over and took
her nipple in his mouth and started to lick it as he continued her
vaginal manipulations. Charlotte felt the warmth building in her as her
hips bucked against the intruder in her vagina. Don took it as he should
to mean things were going well so he started sucking on the nipple in
his mouth.
Charlotte was close and she knew it! She bucked harder against his hand
and the tension her body was in tense. Suddenly she exploded in a
quivering orgasm and panted for breath. Don slowed his manipulations of
her clit and let her nipple from his mouth. Finally she regained her
composure and smiled up at Don.
:That was so good," she smiled. "I need a cigarette."
Don grabbed a cigarette for himself and one of hers and lit them both.
Gently placing the filter between her lips he leaned back on his
haunches and smiled down at Charlotte's naked body.
"You are even more beautiful now than I have ever seen you," he said.
"Get real Donald! I have a big butt and small breasts," she said as she
reached for the sheet to cover herself.
"Not to me," he said. "I love you Charlotte."
"I love you too," she smiled back.
"And as soon as I get my promotion I am going to ask you to marry me."
"And I am going to say yes."
We finished our cigarettes and started to get dressed. It was easy for
him as he had only slid his slacks and shorts down and loosened his tie,
it was going to take me longer. I felt dirty as I pulled the now wet and
cold panties up in place. I put my bra on and got up and went over to
the mirror on his dresser. My God Charlotte! You are a mess. My hair was
askew and my make up virtually non existent, rubbed off from all our
kisses. As I freshened up my make up Don came up behind me and put his
arms around and ground his pelvis into my lower back.
"I love you Charlotte," he said as he kissed the back of my neck.
"I love you too Don," I cooed back.
I turned around and gave him another kiss before I started to get
dressed. I felt embarrassed as I struggled my way into the tight girdle.
I thought the damp panties felt bad when I slid them on but they were
outright nasty now that they were pressed into my skin by the firm
girdle. It took me a few minutes before I was fully dressed and after a
couple more kisses I checked myself once more in the mirror. I applied
yet another coat of the red lipstick.
We both lit up yet another cigarette before heading out to the living
room. Don't you know what smoking is doing to you Charlotte? I grabbed
my purse and just as we were exiting Don's bedroom Phil and Sharon were
coming into the apartment. None of us said a word to each other but
Sharon flashed me a huge smile. at me. Why if I was so embarrassed at
what I had just let happen to me did I smile and blush at the same time?
The ride home was quiet but I sat close to Don and when he was not
shifting he had his hand on my knee. Charlotte have you no self respect?
Here you just let some guy talk you out of your clothes and probe your
most private part with his fingers why are you are grinning like a
schoolgirl in heat? Wait a minute! I am a schoolgirl in heat! Obviously
my experience of getting girls to do this was not overriding Charlotte's
raging hormones.
Don pulled up in front of my house and always walked me to the front
door. There were a few more kisses before I went inside. My parents were
sitting in the living room watching television.
"You're home early Charlotte," my mother said. "Everything OK?"
"Yes Mother everything is fine," I said as I hung my coat up. "The party
was boring and we were both a little tired so we left early."
"You're not getting sick, are you Charlotte?" she asked.
"No mother I am fine just tired from a full day of school." I replied.
"I am going to go to bed. Night Mother, Night Daddy."
Daddy, I thought to myself as I climbed the steps. I haven't used that
term since I was 5 years old. Charlotte you certainly are a strange one.
It felt good to get those cold, wet panties off and into my nightgown.
After cleaning up and washing my panties and stockings I slid under the
covers. As I laid there I thought about what had happened earlier. How
could Charlotte be so naive and trusting of Don? Speaking of Don how
stupid could he be? There he had a girl naked in his bed and his cock
out yet he didn't fuck her. I know I sure would have and the bitch would
have loved it! I am not sure which of them is dumber.
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