Nandita To Nandini
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Karen was going for a shower when the doorbell rang so Charlie answered it, it was Gilly.
"Hi Charlie," she said brightly, "Karen said I could pop over whenever I liked, that's alright isn't it?"
"Sure, come in. Karen's just gone for a shower, she won't be long."
They hugged and went into the lounge, "We had some fun here last night," she said, looking around, "I don't think I said thank you to you both properly. Thank you, it was great."
"What do you remember about last night?" Charlie asked, "Apart from the sex that is."
"Oh everything," she said with a smile, "I wasn't drunk you know, just merry." Charlie insisted that she tell him anyway.
"You had a meal which I served. I was hanging around the bar after work watching you when Karen came up to me. She made me admit that I fancied both of you and that I'd been peeping on you. We went to a club, me and Karen danced and she took my bra off then she sucked off some guy and kissed me so I tasted his spunk. Then we came back here and fucked."
"Very good," he said happily. He was relived that she could remember it all and pleased to hear her talk about it with such confidence. "Karen said she was going to help you get over your shyness but it sounds like you won't need much help."
"I think I will," Gilly replied, her smile disappearing rapidly, "I'm alright with people I know but I just can't bring myself to talk to strangers, it's even worse when it's someone I really fancy."
"Well, I know she'll do her best to get you over it ... and I'm sure you'll succeed."
"Can I show you something," she asked with just a trace of nervousness, "and will you tell me what you think?"
"Of course you can and yes I will," he replied, noting the edge to her voice.
Gilly unfastened her jeans and tugged them down along with her knickers, "What do you think?" she asked.
Charlie looked down and saw that she had shaved her pubes. "It looks great," he said with enthusiasm, "What made you do that?"
"I saw that Karen was shaved and wanted to try it, I thought you might both like it better like this."
Little warning bells began to ring in Charlie's mind, the young woman might be getting too attached to them for her own good. He wasn't sure what to say to her himself but he decided to make sure that Karen spoke to her about it. "I'll just go and tell Karen that you're here," he said. "Sit down, make yourself comfortable."
"Don't worry, it's quite normal," Karen said when Charlie told her of his fear. "She'll get over it quickly when she's more experienced but I'll talk to her about it and we'll keep on eye on things and make sure she doesn't get too carried away."
When Charlie went back to the lounge he found Gilly sitting quietly on the sofa. "I've upset you haven't I," she said softly, "I shouldn't have made you look at what I've done. You're thinking I'm trying to make you like me more than Karen."
"No, it's not that," he replied, sitting next to her and putting an arm around her. "Karen shaves her pussy for a very specific reason. It's true that we think bald pussies look sexier than hairy ones but your little patch looked very sexy. You look just a little bit sexier without it though."
"I don't want to take you away from Karen," Gilly whispered, "I know I couldn't, you'd never swap her for a stupid, shy little virgin like me. And I like both of you a lot, you're so gentle and considerate and Karen's the sexiest woman in the world. I hope we'll all be friends and lovers for ages, even after I find someone who will love me as much as you love Karen."
"You might be a shy little virgin," Charlie said, pulling her close to him, "but you're far from stupid. I've known plenty of stupid people in my time and you're one of the most intelligent young women I've ever met. Plus you're not a virgin any more and in a month or so you'll probably be more experienced than most other girls of your age."
"If that's what she wants she certainly will be." Karen said from the doorway. Gilly jumped up and ran to her, hugging and kissing her with passionate enthusiasm.
"You're so sexy," Gilly gasped, "even in a dressing gown." Karen hadn't bothered to fasten the gown after her shower and it hung wide open.
"Are you going to show me as well?"
"Of course," Gilly said, stepping back and pulling her jeans down again.
"Mmmm," Karen murmured, cupping the soft, smooth mound, "looks and feels delicious."
"I don't want to take him off you, you know," Gilly said as she pulled her jeans up.
"I know, I heard," Karen said, hugging the girl again. "You'll find someone in time. And with my help, I don't think it'll take a long time."
"Do you mind if I ask something," Gilly said a little later as they watched TV.
"You don't need permission to ask a question," said Charlie, "just ask it."
"Okay, can we fuck again tonight?"
Neither showed any signs of being shocked by the blunt question, Karen responded, "It's very tempting," she said thoughtfully, "but I think I'll have to say no. Charlie's going to be away all next week and I want him to myself tonight." Charlie smiled but he didn't mention the gang-bang she'd had that afternoon.
"That's okay, I understand. I hope you don't mind me asking though."
"Of course not," Karen said with a laugh, "it's very flattering and if you don't ask, you don't get. But you've got to remember that you don't always get what you want, even when you ask."
"I don't suppose you'd let me watch, would you? I promise not to join in, I'd keep out of the way and just play with myself."
Charlie looked to Karen, "What do you think, would you like an audience?"
"Again, I'm very tempted but I'm not sure. I'm in the mood for a really intense session, I don't think Gilly should be exposed to such things at this stage."
"I've seen a lot of different stuff already," Gilly said. "I saw you spanking Karen and Dad's got a huge collection of videos stashed away and I've watched most of them, there's some pretty extreme stuff on some of them."
"What do you mean, you saw me getting spanked?" Karen asked quickly. "When?"
Gilly's face went bright red as she realised what she'd said. "Um ... Last week, after I saw you in the drive. I ... Well, I came over and peeped in through the window. Charlie was spanking you on the table."
"Oh, okay. What else did you see?"
"Nothing. I was horny so I went home to..."
"Masturbate?" Karen finished with a warm smile as she squeezed the embarrassed girl's hand. "It's okay, we don't mind that you were peeping, do we Charlie?"
"No, not at all. Now, these videos, extreme in what way?" Charlie asked.
"There's a lot where girls get fucked in the bum, there's a couple where the girls put their hands up each other. I've seen girls and guys peeing on each other, even in their mouths. There's one where a girl sticks a dildo up a guy's bum and fucks him. That's all pretty extreme to me."
"Yes, I would say it is as well. What's the most extreme thing you've seen?"
"There's a couple of scenes that I thought were beyond extreme, one which turned me on, believe it or not, and one which made me want to throw up. The throw up scene was a guy doing a poo in a girl's mouth, it makes me sick just to think about it. The other showed a girl getting rings put in her nipples, that turned me on 'cos they looked so sexy after they were done."
"Definitely beyond extreme," Charlie agreed.
"The throw up scene," Karen asked, "Why do you think the girl let him do that?"
"I don't know, I guess she was getting paid plenty to do it."
"I understand you don't like to but I want you to think about it, do you think the girl enjoyed it?"
Gilly thought for a moment, her expression one of extreme distaste, "To be honest, I think she was enjoying it, she didn't throw up or anything like that."
"Now, think carefully before you answer this," Karen advised. "What do you think of a girl who enjoys that sort of thing?"
"I think she's disgusting," Gilly replied immediately, "it's filthy."
"Okay, I understand that but you didn't think very much. Now, consider this, and think very carefully this time. What if she was your friend and you found out she enjoyed something like that?"
Gilly thought very hard before answering, "I see what you mean, I don't know that woman at all, she could be as nice as you or me. Just because she likes something I find disgusting doesn't make her a bad person. What you're saying is that I might be disgusted by something you enjoy."
"Exactly, now you understand why I might not want you to watch what we do. I don't want you to be frightened away because you don't like something we do together."
"And if you let me watch you'd have to be more restrained or risk offending me. I need to think about this some more don't I?"
"That would be a good idea Gilly. Don't try to run before you can walk. Trust us to show you, a step at a time, how to fully enjoy yourself, and how to discover what you like and don't like. Think about this, you were turned on by the sight of the rings in the girl's nipples, how can you be sure you'd like to have yours pierced?"
"I can't be sure can I. I know I'd like to look at them but I don't know if I'd like the way they feel or the actual piercing, I guess it would hurt quite a lot."
"Good, you're starting to think properly. Now, when you watch your dad's videos, try to imagine doing what you see, try to think how it feels to do whatever is being done. Remember the girls with their hands up each other, think about that for a moment."
Gilly closed her eyes and was quiet for a long time. "Charlie's cock is pretty big and it felt like it was filling me completely yesterday, but it isn't as thick as someone's hand. I loved the feeling of his cock inside me but I'd have to open up quite a lot more for hand. A pussy can stretch a long way, it has to do for a woman to give birth but they say that child birth is extremely painful and there are hormones rushing around to make it possible. So, if I was to let someone put a hand inside me, I'd have to expect my pussy to be stretched quite a lot and that would hurt."
"I can't tell you what it's like to give birth but I've experienced many different things and can tell you what they're like ... but not now. One last question, do you think you should stay and watch us?"
"No," Gilly replied immediately, "I should go home now and let you two lovely people get on with doing whatever it is you want to do together. Enthusiasm is no substitute for experience."
"An excellent comment," Karen said as she walked Gilly to the door. "I hope you're not too disappointed that you can't stay and watch."
"It's okay, going home now is the best thing for me to do but I know I'm not being rejected. You can be sure I'll be back soon to learn more."
Gilly went home and Karen turned to Charlie. "Do you still think there's any danger in involving Gilly?" Karen asked, slipping off her dressing gown.
"No, not at all. She lacks experience, not common sense." Charlie said, "Now lover, how intense do you want it to get tonight?"
"Extremely!"
"Okay, you fetch the dildos, lube and whip, I'll get a sheet and the pegs."
Gilly stayed away from Karen's until Tuesday evening. "I expected you to come around last night," Karen said, showing her into the lounge.
"I thought about it but decided not to, I thought you might like a night alone from time to time."
"It did give me the time to catch up on my housework," Karen said with a laugh. "So, what have you been up to since Sunday?"
"Mum and dad were out when I got home so I watched a video and played with myself. It was one of those where the girl gets fucked up the bum and I started thinking about it. Bottoms aren't designed to be fucked like pussies are so they have to be stretched, like a pussy has to take a hand."
"Go on, I can see you've really thought about it and I guess it's something you're thinking about trying."
"I can see how the man enjoys it, to him I guess it doesn't feel much different to a pussy, but how can a woman enjoy it and why would she let him use her bum when her pussy is so close?"
"There are a lot of reasons why both men and women do it." Karen replied. "I've never asked but, like you, I assume it doesn't feel much different to a man, a bit tighter usually, but that's the only physical difference I can see. For some, the attraction is that it's something forbidden, anal sex used to be a taboo although it's become much more acceptable nowadays. Variety is a big part for both women and men, a change is as good as a rest or so they say. Some women don't like vaginal sex when they're on their periods but will let their men use the back door. Some women do it just because they enjoy it and a few do it because it's better than normal sex."
"I'm guessing that you've done it, does it always hurt?"
"Yes, I've been fucked up the bum and no, it doesn't always hurt. It did the first few times but only until I got used to it. It still hurts sometimes, even now, but the slight discomfort is more than compensated by the pleasure. Even Charlie's big cock has been up my arse, it's wonderful, I love it."
"Yes, I'm thinking about trying it but I don't see how I could ever get Charlie's huge cock up there."
"Look at the size of my bum and compare it to your own, how do you think I can take it when my rear is so small?"
"I guess you've had lots of practice."
"When I was your age I wouldn't have been able to take him but age isn't the answer. Desire is the key. I had an orgasm the very first time and that was all it took to make me want it again and again. For something that requires your body to stretch there are two things required to make it happen. The first is desire, you've got to really want it, whether its a cock up your arse or a hand in your pussy. The second is relaxation, there are muscles just inside both holes, you have to be able to relax those muscles so that they can stretch. After you've done it once it gets easier and the more you do it, the easier it gets and the more you can be stretched. Also, if it's to do with your bum, you need plenty of lubrication."
"So what's the limit, what's the most a woman can take?"
"Apart from physical limits like bone structure and so on the only limits are your own desires. Now, a girl's desires are limited by her imagination, her imagination is limited by her experiences and her experiences are limited by her desire."
"So you're saying if I really want Charlie to fuck my arse I'll be able to take it."
"Yes. Probably not straight away of course, you'd have to work up to it, but eventually you'd be able to take him."
"Yes, I see. It's like they say, if you want something hard enough you'll get it ... I've just thought of something else but it might only apply to me. If I'd thought about the size of Charlie's cock before he fucked me I'd probably have never taken it but I didn't think about how big he is, I just wanted it so much."
"Desire, you see," Karen confirmed, "You wanted it so you got it. It's not just you who would throw up a barrier to doing something, we all do it from time to time, even me. So, are you serious about letting Charlie fuck your arse?"
"No, not at all. I don't even know if I'd enjoy anything in my bum, let alone a monster like that. I am going to find out if I would like it though."
"That's the way, expand your experiences by trying. Once you've experienced the pleasure you can imagine taking it further and thereby increase your desire. If you can keep an open mind about everything there are no limits to what you can experience."
"I don't think I could ever let someone poo in my mouth though," she said, pulling a face.
"No, I can't imagine myself doing that either. Would you like a coffee or anything?"
"Mmm, coffee sounds good."
"Now, let me do a bit of guessing," Karen said, bringing two steaming cups of coffee from the kitchen. "You're at work, for instance, and you see someone you fancy. You look at him, he looks at you and you turn away. Am I right?"
"Pretty much."
"Why do you turn away?"
"I'm shy, I don't find it easy to make new friends."
"No, that's the wrong way round, you're shy because you turn away. I think you turn away because you don't have enough confidence in yourself. To put it bluntly, you don't think he would fancy you."
"That's how it's been since I was sixteen, no-one ever fancied me."
"And the two boyfriends you said you'd had, didn't they fancy you?"
"Yes, I suppose so but I was only thirteen with the first and fifteen with the second."
"I don't believe that no-one has fancied you since you were sixteen but leaving that aside, why do you think no-one fancies you?"
"I'm not pretty and I've got tiny tits. The girls at school used to describe them as 'fried eggs'."
"So every man is looking for beauty and big tits?"
"Yes ... No ... I suppose not."
"And you wear clothes that hide them like the loose, thick cotton blouse you had on at work and the jumper you're wearing now."
"I've got nothing to show so why bother showing what's not there."
"My tits aren't much bigger than yours do you think I should hide them?"
"No, yours are so pretty."
"And there's the only difference, I know my tits are small but I think they're pretty so I let them show. You've convinced yourself that yours aren't worth looking at."
"They're not."
"Okay, I can't convince you by words so I'll do it another way. Come on, we're going upstairs."
"Strip to the waist," Karen said as she rummaged through a couple of drawers. "This is an experiment, I want to see how you look in something different. You mustn't touch anything I put on you and I'm going to put a blindfold on you so you can't see, okay."
Gilly nodded although she sounded reluctant when she said, "Yes, okay."
Karen dressed Gilly in a smooth, almost transparent bra and a gauzy blouse with a deep 'v' neckline that clung to her curves. Then she took a couple of pictures before removing the blouse and bra and tucking them back in the drawer. "You can take off the blindfold and get dressed again," Karen said when she was done. "Now, go downstairs and watch the telly or a video or something, I've got to do a few things then I'll give you a call. It shouldn't take me very long."
Ten minutes was all it took to get everything done and she called Gilly back. "Now, there's five pictures here I want you to look at, pick out the one that you think has the prettiest tits." Gilly flicked through the pictures which showed only the chests of five different girls with breasts of differing sizes and different clothes.
She finally picked one and handed it to Karen, "This one," she said, "they're not the biggest but I think they're the prettiest."
"Now pick out the one that you would put second." Gilly selected another and passed it over. Karen gave her another five pictures and told her to select the two prettiest of those. The second set were side views of the same five women but again only waist to shoulder was visible. Gilly made her choices and passed them to Karen. Karen laid all ten pictures on the bed with Gilly's choices in order at one end. "Now, turn over the ones you picked." Gilly did so and found that they had been marked on the back. Her first choice had a number one written on it, the second and third had the number two, the fourth had a one.
"Now there's a surprise," she said, "you and I picked the same pictures but got the side views in reverse order, what does that tell you?"
"That we have the same taste where boobs are concerned."
"Yes, that's what I thought. Now, I hope you're ready for a big shock ... You've just picked out yourself as the girl with the prettiest tits."
"No way," Gilly denied, none of those are of me, do you think I couldn't recognise my own body?"
"I know you couldn't and I can prove it, strip off again." Karen took out the bra and blouse and passed them to Gilly, "Put them on," she said with a grin.
Gilly dressed and then looked in the mirror, she was shocked but she still wouldn't believe it.
Grinning with satisfaction, Karen handed Gilly another picture, it was the full size version of the first one she'd picked out. She was staring in disbelief at a picture of herself, sitting on Karen's bed with a blindfold covering her eyes.
"Okay," she finally admitted, "you've convinced me, I do have something worth looking at."
"Good, that's all I wanted to do. You can keep the bra and blouse, they look better on you than me."
"Thanks Karen, I do like the way they look on me."
"Great. Now, let's move on to the next stage. I'm going to make another guess, you only wear skirts or dresses that reach your knees and you always wear tights. Am I right?"
"Below my knees actually and no, I don't always wear tights but I know what you're getting at, I don't wear stockings."
"Do I have to take more photos to prove that you've got great legs and a perfect rear?"
"No, I can see what you're saying, I don't dress sexy enough to get guys interested in me."
"Partly right," Karen said with a smile of satisfaction. "You don't dress sexy enough for yourself. I'll bet you've never looked at yourself in a mirror and thought, 'girl, you do look sexy'. Look at yourself now, go on, tell me what you see."
"A plain face, pretty tits and loose jeans."
"Now I'll tell you what I see. Clean healthy hair that could do with a new style, an interesting face that needs a touch of make-up, lovely tits, what I wouldn't give to get hold of them. Shame about those jeans."
Gilly nodded, "Okay, I get the picture, that's what people think when they see me. So, what do I do about it?"
"First, take your jeans off ... No, not your knickers, leave them on for now. Close your eyes, tell me how you feel."
"Silly, I'm standing in your room wearing a nice top and knickers."
"Okay, look in the mirror, what do you see?"
"Nice legs, a bit plump around the thighs but not too bad, white cotton knickers and a pretty chest."
"Turn around, what's the first thing you see?"
"Big bum in white knickers."
"Okay, now get rid of the knickers and put these on." Karen handed her one of her satin thongs. "Now close your eyes and tell me how you feel."
"Different, with nothing covering my bum I feel like I'm not wearing knickers at all, it's a naughty feeling but it's exciting as well."
"Good, now look at yourself."
"Okay, slim legs, prominent mound, flat tummy, pretty little tits. Oh what a lovely bum, look at the strip of cloth disappearing between my cheeks."
"Just in case you didn't notice I'll point out the differences. You felt silly in your knickers but naughty in mine. You said your legs were nice but with plump thighs then they became slim legs. White knickers became a prominent mound and flat tummy with pretty little tits. Big bum in white knickers became a lovely bum with a strip of cloth. Do you want me to get some stockings out as well?"
"No, there's no need, I saw how sexy your legs looked in stockings on Saturday. I know they'll make my legs look sexy as well."
"This is what I wear to go to work," Karen said, stepping out of her long skirt. "Yes, I wear tights as well but only for work. It's obvious which are sexier, stockings of course but its not just the look, how they make me feel matters as well. In tights I feel 'Hello Mrs. Jones' but in stockings I feel 'watch out boys, here I come'."
"I don't think mum and dad will be happy about me getting short skirts and skimpy tops, let alone thongs, pretty bras and stockings. I got a shortish dress for a party a couple of years ago but dad wouldn't let me go out in it. My parents are a bit old fashioned that way."
"And he's got a stash of porn films, what a hypocrite!"
"Yes, I suppose he is."
"You go out and buy yourself some sexy outfits, if your parents give you any hassle you can leave them here and come over to get changed. And don't forget, its not all about looks, buy what makes you feel good no matter how it looks. If you feel good about yourself your clothes won't matter as much."
"Do you know what I want to do now?" Gilly asked while Karen changed into a loose fitting robe over bra and knickers.
"Yes, I think I can guess. You want to play around a bit."
"Can we?" she asked, moving behind Karen and wrapping her arms around her. "I'd really like to make you come," she whispered, slipping one hand up to stroke a breast and the other down to her crotch. "I loved sucking your pussy, I could do that all night. Or you could tell me other things I can do to you."
"Mmmmm, that's nice," Karen murmured, covering Gilly's hands with her own. "You could make me come so easily just doing what you're doing now ... Ahh, that's so good," she gasped when Gilly's fingers pressed deeper into her crotch. "Don't stop."
"That was a lovely, gentle orgasm you just gave me," Karen said a few minutes later. "It was unexpected and that made it special, I didn't think you were confident enough to start without me telling you what to do."
"I'm a quick learner," Gilly replied with a giggle. "I can't wait to learn more."
"If you want to be a really good lover there's lots that you need to learn," Karen said turning around and kissing the girl. "Not everyone is as easy to please as Charlie and I. Many lovers won't tell you what they want you to do, you have to find that out for yourself."
"How do I do that?"
"Experimentation, paying attention and asking are the way to go if you aren't told what to do. Sometimes you might need other things to guide you but if you want to give your partner pleasure you'll always find a way."
"Okay, that makes sense but I don't know what you mean by paying attention."
"Look, listen and feel. You have to be aware of the signs that tell you what you're doing is right or wrong. The sound of breathing is always a dead give away as are gasps, sighs and cries but remember, not all sounds mean that you're doing it right and a scream doesn't always signify pain. Men are usually easy, if his cock's hard he's excited but women can be much more subtle. A wet pussy doesn't mean she's ready to be fucked and some women don't get very wet even when they're aching for it."
"Right, I understand all that, its pretty obvious when you think about it."
"It might seem obvious but the signs aren't always easy to read, especially with a new lover. Take care and go slowly whenever you're unsure and don't be frightened to ask if you're doing it right. Now, without wanting to sound too clinical, you're going to practice on me. Try to imagine this is our first time and you want to make me come. I'm not going to come if you do anything we've already done so you have to find a new way. I've already decided what I want you to do to make me come. We won't use words this time so don't bother asking. You have to pay attention to my responses and work from them. To make it a little easier for you I won't show much of a response unless you're heading in the right direction. The most important thing to remember is not to get discouraged or frustrated just because what you're doing doesn't seem to be working ... Try something else."
Karen lay back on the bed, still dressed in her gown and underwear. Gilly knelt beside her in her top and underwear. She started off slowly, kissing and touching softly which got the appropriate response from Karen but When Gilly took off her top and bra and tried to push a nipple into Karen's mouth Karen turned away. Gilly stopped and was about to ask what was wrong when she remembered what Karen had said. She lay down next to Karen and cuddled close, pressing her tits against Karen's body. Karen sat up and slipped off her gown and bra. Lying down again she pulled Gilly close and their nipples rubbed together.
Following the signs, Gilly soon discovered that Karen wanted to go slowly and spent a long time touching and kissing before letting her hand slip down into her knickers. From then on she found Karen accepted more urgent action and soon had her knickers off and was eagerly lapping at her clit. Karen wasn't passive, she did a fair amount of touching and kissing but made no attempt to get Gilly to come.
Gilly spent a long time licking and sucking on Karen's clit before she realised that she wasn't paying attention. Karen was letting her do it but wasn't showing any signs of enjoying it. Gilly changed tack, her tongue moved more slowly and her sucking was less fierce. Karen moaned softly but her response didn't get any better. Only a few minutes later she stopped making any sound. Gilly changed position, getting between Karen's legs and bent to her cunt again. Still she worked on Karen's clit but the only response she got was Karen's hand softly stroking her head. Growing frustrated, Gilly tried pushing her tongue into Karen's cunt. A sudden gasp told her she was getting nearer to her goal and she worked her tongue as deep as she could. Heavier breathing and louder moans came from Karen but after a few minutes even these slowed and finally stopped.
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It was between my sophomore and junior years of college, I would come home for summer break and Charlie and Daniel resumed their sexual abused of the timidly afraid young man. It was doing my return from college after my first year that Daniel and Charlie rekindled their contact with me. Reminding me that they would not hesitate to let my folks know that their baby boy was their sex pet. On numerous occasions they two of them would take turns sneaking into my room at night to have sex with me...
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"You should know better, Charlie. We keep it on the level." "You didn't have me make the three hour drive here, pay for my hotel, and pay for my dinner just so we could catch up." Tiffany took a sip from her wine glass and brushed her jet-black locks out of her eyes. Her emerald eyes glowed like the edge of a knife. The candles lighting the Italian restaurant were barely enough to light each booth, but it worked well in giving each patron a sense of privacy. She scooted around...
Chapter 1 The tech chat room was busy when it suddenly appeared, ‘DB ex crash cash end. Charlie.’ Now to many people that ad meant absolutely nothing, but to me it was pretty clear that Charlie was desperate for a database geek who would work on a crash project for no money until the job was done. I didn’t like the cash at the end, since I was broke. In fact, I had been evicted from my studio apartment a few days earlier and had been freeloading on a friend’s couch. However, database...
Charlie called into his own home on Friday afternoon and found Diane waiting for him in her car. "What do you want?" he asked in a cold tone. "Just to talk," she said softly. "Can I come in?" He didn't think it would do any good but, being a polite person, he agreed and even offered her a cup of coffee. He knew just how much of a mistake that had been when he came out of the kitchen with two steaming cups. "This isn't easy for me," she said when he came into the living...
Chapter 38 At St. Matthew’s Parish, they pulled into the gas station to fill up the tank for the remainder of the trip. Nathan took a moment to call the house, letting his mom know they were only 30 minutes from home. After the call and while Charlie packed up her computer, he sent that quick warning message to his sister. He could only hope his hard-headed sibling would actually listen for once in her life. As they got closer and closer to his parents’ house, Charlie began to fidget more...
Haley stared at a painting on the waiting room wall. It was a rural farm scene in pastel colors and she found herself wondering what farmer would paint his barn powder pink. The artwork was terrible and she was curious if the depicted objects were blurry on purpose. Why did all waiting room artwork have to be so terrible? Haley forced her eyes away from it, her head starting to hurt. Jack was sitting next to her, bent forward as he looked down at his lap. One of his knees was bouncing with...
Chapter 25 Day 1 gave her ‘I wanted to.’ Day 2 was simply quiet. Day 3 welcomed her with a ‘Good morning, sunshine’ and nothing else. Day 4 pissed her off when he told her to get some sleep. Day 5 dragged because her insomnia was riding her full force, and all Nathan had to say was ‘LOL.’ Day 6 came with a ‘Be home tomorrow. Shelley says hi.’ The morning of Day 7 meant Nathan would be home soon. Sometime, that day he would be home. Charlie couldn’t focus on her work. After re-opening her...
While our business partnership was growing at a slow, steady pace, our personal relationship had become a wild, impetuous sexual growth with no boundaries. We loved each other and both of us sought to bring pleasure to the other. While I was no longer a virgin, my sexual experience and knowledge was at a beginning point. Charlie was a considerate and vocal lover who pushed me to experiment and seek higher and higher levels of sexual fulfillment for both of us. She insisted that we talk to...
They found the door unlocked when they got back to Karen's. Gilly was sitting in the lounge with one of Karen's videos playing. She obviously had something on her mind as she was hardly taking any notice of what was happening on the screen. "I guess things didn't go too well at home," Karen said, sitting beside Gilly and hugging her. "Come on, tell us what happened." "Mum had talked to him but it made no difference. We tried to make him see reason and relax his rules but he...
Karen was ready and waiting when Charlie arrived a few minutes before eight. She was dressed in an almost transparent white blouse through which a bra would have been visible if she had been wearing one. It barely covered her nipples which were standing out invitingly through the thin fabric. Her black skirt was the shortest she had and didn't quite cover the lace trimmed tops of her hold-up stockings. She had never gone out in it a few times but never with stockings and always with shorts....
Chapter 9 The bouncer moved the rope out of her way, and Charlie entered the club. Music assaulted her ears. The smell of smoke, alcohol, and bodies filled her nostrils. It was just the distraction she was looking for. She pressed her body between different people to get to the tables in the back corner. Melanie always had a table for entertaining. Periodically, Charlie would have to rub against the back of some random male. One guy actually turned to say something about being rubbed with a...
Personally I found her gorgeous. Her hair was a hybrid of blonde and brunette and she had incredibly thin legs which were accompanied by knee socks or the standard type of tights and a miniskirt which generally left very little to the, or in this case my imagination. Her breasts were just the right size, not too big and not too small either. I had talked with her on several occasions and it seemed to me that she, in personality terms was just as nice as her body. Her personality...
Chapter 33 Nathan sat on Charlie’s bed with his head in his hands. How could this girl not understand what just happened? Did she not feel anything about the way he touched her? What the fuck? He let go of his head and looked towards the bathroom door. For a brief moment, he smiled when the sound of the door lock engaged. With a small huff, he moved to the bathroom door and put his hand in the middle of it. Though the door stood between them, he could feel a larger chasm building. It was time....
Charlie was struggling to get free from a swarm of opponents when he heard the referee’s whistle and the siren indicating the game was over. His team had been defending hard for the last few minutes protecting a three point lead in their first Northern district Rugby League final. Now as reality set in they knew that they had achieved what was deemed impossible by the critics. Against all odds their small country town had broken the games longest running drought by defeating the highly...
Chapter 29 Nathan stood in a bit of shock. Those weren’t the words he was expecting to hear from Charlie. Yes, they were what he wanted to hear, but definitely not expecting them. Her hands on his back were making it difficult for him to think. The only thing that kept crossing in his mind was how close she was standing to his erection. The soft feeling of her lips brushing against his was not helping either. A voice in his head kept telling him to grab her and rush her up the stairs to his...
Chapter 21 It was about five o’clock that same afternoon, when Charlie’s phone beeped. She was laying on her bed, half dozing and half reading a book. Nathan: Need movie night Charlie: I’m okay. Nathan: I need one! Charlie: Okie dokie She rolled onto her back, wondering what weird movie Nathan would play this evening. It even made her smile that he would need a movie night, and that it wasn’t just about her lack of sleep. Sometimes, everyone needs a ‘Chinese comfy movie’ night. It was a...
Chapter 1 Charlie stood on the balcony, watching the rain fall from the darkened sky. It made a soft cascading noise that felt vaguely comforting. She inhaled another puff from her cigarette and exhaled it just as easily. Charlie took a moment to think back on some of her past experiences. Sure, there were men that had stirred some feelings within her. There were others that satisfied a few primal needs and urges. However, none in particular stood out in her mind, there just hadn’t been the...
He woke up the next afternoon not remembering what had happened the night before. He stumbled to the telephone and quickly dialed his boss in a heated rush as he wouldn’t be showing up for work that day, and judging by the crumpled crème-colored card that he found in the palm of his hand, he also had an appointment with Artie Tedesco that he hoped to avoid, considering how nauseous he felt. He swore that he would never go to the bar to drink again, regardless if this Artie Tedesco brokered...
After getting the new staff settled in on Monday Karen arranged another visit to Luke's SM studio. Charlie wanted to go to see if he could learn Luke's technique and Helen wanted to be punished by him again. She fixed it for Wednesday night but asked if he could get more guests there. "Especially men, there'll be two of us to be used this time." Karen wanted to set off early so they could have some fun with Helen on the way but Charlie said no. "It's not fair to leave Gilly to do all...
My name is Sam and I manage a small company offering leisure services. There is a small team of staff and the nature of the business means that some weeks we just see each other at team meetings and work independently the rest of the time.Four weeks ago I was working on my own at a computer in the office. I needed to research something on the internet and opened the browser to look for the information that I needed. When I started typing something into the address bar the autofill came up with...
‘I was afraid to admit that I even had a problem. After my first week here I almost snuck out in the middle of the night. I had a bag packed and everything, but then my boyfriend called. Well, my ex-boyfriend, I guess. He told me how proud of me he was and that he loved me. It reminded me that I still had hopes for our future, you know? I want us to be together, but I realized it would never work if all I did was drink every night at a frat house until I blacked out in some strange guy’s bed.’...
Chapter 5 Charlie’s eyes felt like they had been glued shut. It took a herculean effort to open them. There was a steady stream of fuzz on the television screen. Nathan’s legs were propped up on the coffee table. The pillow and her head were now completely in his lap. As the rest of her body gained a bit of consciousness, she realized that one of his hands was wrapped in her hair. The other one rested on the side of her body. She shifted her head slightly to look up at him. His head had lolled...
As soon as Charlie stepped into the cool interior of the castle, he knew that when Artie Tedesco tells someone to do something that he just better well do it. Artie had his gym shorts on and a muscle tee- shirt that exposed a pair of meaty arms that could have been pistons in a V-8 engine. His body was bronzed from sitting out by the pool for most of the morning. Charlie spotted his open laptop and a pile of his legal papers spread out on a patio table that touched the edge of the pool. He...
We walked into Olsen's office on Monday morning. He escorted us to the conference table and we all sat down. "What progress have you made? Is it too much for you?" he asked. "No, Mr. Olsen," said Charlie. "We're done and everything seems to work." "Bullshit." "No, sir." We gave him the new program and left. We met the next morning. "It works," he said. Charlie just grinned. "I'll have a check cut before you leave." Charlie and I had talked about the fee. In our own...
Within a few minutes of his arrest, he noticed that the handcuffs were way too tight on him. The female officer had locked the steel rings tightly against the bones of his wrists, and he couldn’t move them without it paining. It was hard to walk down the stairs, and he tried to keep himself balanced as she led him by the arm. On the street below, three squad cars waited for him, their lights flashing in the dead of night as though a rocket ship had landed amidst the quiet cool of the evening....
When he finally went to bed, he fell into a dream that hovered just beyond the thin cover of wakefulness. He could have sworn that he had been transported to yet another garden of sorts, where pinkish blossoms hung limply on the branches of a bush. He saw cherubs frolicking behind this bush along an emerald expanse of lawn that was both brightly-lit and endless. But the sunlight that doused this field in the brightness had a certain dullness to it that didn’t make the look of the scene all...
Charlie, episode 1 It began in the late fifties when my wife Dot was still a teenager. Back in those days, Dot, along with the rest of her family, was much too busy with basic survival in post-war Germany to consider that any activity outside of that could be fun or even pleasurable. So social amenities for young teenagers were a luxury and non-existent. Life for this mischievous girl-woman, was nonetheless exciting and new every day. She was always the most outgoing and...
Charlie Andrew Macintyre was born in to this world on night of Friday the thirteenth seven minutes before the clock struck midnight on that October in 1933. The president was FDR and the flag had forty-eight stars on it. It was the height of the great depression, none of these things mattered to the new infant though. The Macintyre family was a large one like many farm families of the time. Little Charlie as he would later be known was the ninth child of the family, and the fifth son. The...
Karen remained completely naked for the next two days. When Gilly saw the marks left on Karen's body she said, "I wish you'd woken me up, I would have liked to see you being whipped." "These are the marks of a cane," Karen said, wincing as she sat at her computer. "The only whip that would leave marks like these is one of those long bull-whips but it needs great skill to handle one of those properly." Helen called on Friday afternoon, Charlie answered the phone and passed it to...
The conditions of one’s own entrapment varies by degrees, and what may seem like entrapment for one man is freedom to another. Take the man who suffers from his inability to rise above the vices of the street or the ghetto. Charlie had seen some of these people, both white and black, stumbling home drunk, sometimes from his apartment window. They were fierce when he passed them. They liked to own the public streets. They were loud. They cursed openly. They played loud music from their...
Chapter 17 They reached the edge of the lake and hauled the gear down to the edge. Charlie was already digging out the PowerBait, and Nathan had finished setting up both of their lines. She handed him the container of his favorite color to use, neon green, and he handed a pole to her. She occupied herself with attached a chunk of her rainbow bait to the hook. They casted their lines and stood watching the water. After a few minutes, she laid down her pole and grabbed a thermos. She filled the...
Jim’s day hadn’t started well. He’d forgotten to set the alarm for an early start - and so had almost missed the train. His relief was short lived. Half an hour into the journey the train had stopped. A major points failure, was the explanation. After another half an hour standing still he’d realised he was never going to make the meeting. He phoned to let his boss know - and eventually he managed to get back to his home station. At around 10.30 he was unlocking the door to the home he’d left...
BisexualIt began in the late fifties when my wife Dot was still a 16 year old teenager. Back in those days, Dot, along with the rest of her family, was much too busy with basic survival in post-war Germany to consider that any activity outside of that could be fun or even pleasurable. So social amenities for young teenagers were a luxury and non-existent. Life for this mischievous girl-woman, was nonetheless exciting and new every day. She was always the most outgoing and sometimes outrageous one in...
IncestThe thought of killing someone due to his own frustrations did follow him down the sidewalk that morning, as a woman’s stare was merely a fleeting announcement that he was at least handsome in some imperceptible way, but by no means a thoroughbred who could ensure her survival. As much as he wanted this pipe dream out of life—the ability to support someone like the girl he had seen, and perhaps a child who would have been the result of their union, just weren’t possible anymore. He had been...
Charlie was one man who really lived up to his name sake. He personified both "good luck Charlie and "hard luck Charlie" in his life. However, what he lived the most was the song Good Time Charlie's got the Blues. It wasn't always like that though. At first, it seemed like he had it made right from birth. Charlie was born to a wealthy investor and a woman who not only had a successful modeling career, but was often sought after to perform in various commercials. Even though most of them...
They were woken the following morning by the sounds of the young couple at it again. Alan left just after lunch and Gilly decided to go exploring by herself. "Naked is okay anywhere in the house," said Charlie when Gilly said she wasn't going to wear clothes all day. "But if you go out into the grounds stay away from the guards lodge unless you're fully dressed." He repeated the request that he'd made of Karen and Gilly agreed. "I'll take a tee-shirt when I go out but I'm not...
Chapter 13 Nathan did not realize he had fallen asleep. It took a moment to register that he was still on Charlie’s bed since it was almost pitch black in the room. The closed curtains were keeping out the sun. There were a few rays escaping through the bottom and sides of the curtain, however, they had dimmed since it was early evening light. He was completely stretched out on the bed, pillow under his head, and he couldn’t move his left arm. As he did a slight tug, he heard a moan. Shit!...
It’s dusk and it’s raining, the sky is dark and brooding. We climb out of our taxi and head towards the upmarket restaurant. I’m wearing a long black coat, hot pink heels, black stockings and under my coat is my pvc corset and short, black pencil skirt with suspenders. I am wearing my collar. This is not a romantic dinner. My hair is pink and down, my makeup dark and heavy, my lips dark too. You are wearing your deadliest black suit with a hot pink tie that draws the eye up your body to your...
It’s dusk and it’s raining, the sky is dark and brooding. We climb out of our taxi and head towards the upmarket restaurant. I’m wearing a long black coat, hot pink heels, black stockings and under my coat is my pvc corset and short, black pencil skirt with suspenders. I am wearing my collar. This is not a romantic dinner. My hair is pink and down, my makeup dark and heavy, my lips dark too. You are wearing your deadliest black suit with a hot pink tie that draws the eye up your body to your...
CuckoldWhen all else fails, there should at least be the possibility of having sex—any sex at all. It can be the quick sex that satisfies a tight schedule, or the slow and sultry kind of sex when nothing else is taking place that day, especially when the two people involved are unemployed and have nothing else to do but engage in sex. Or how about the type of rough and angry sex that follows a caustic argument or drawn-out fight that seems to last for days until the sex itself serves as a final...
One of the real joys of the holiday season is how the kink community comes together to celebrate Charlie and the Chocolate Factory One of the real joys of the holiday season is how the kink community comes together to celebrate.? It seems that everyone is allowed to let their hair down that much more, to party like pagans, and to lose him or herself to pure hedonistic pleasure.? This holiday season, the Houston kink community was coming together not only to celebrate in grand style, to...
It was a drought of Biblical proportion and the curse of no rain stretched the full length of several valleys and extended almost to the far-away Coastline and up into the mountain range that still had tantalizing snow at the upper elevations. Charlie was content with a harem of four dedicated bitches that catered to his every dark and evil desire. The first pair was the twisted Russian girl Natalia and the dizzy waitress Daisy who seemed more interested in Natalia's pretty shaved pussy...
"Who's that," I said, as we walked down the hall. "Her? You can't afford her," said Marissa. "Besides you've got a date with a switch. So, let's try to focus shall we?" she said. "Yes, yes of course ma'am," I said. For the price of $100 an hour, once a month for the past year, I had had the extreme pleasure of having my hide tanned real good by Marissa. Indeed, during that time, Marissa had been my exclusive date at The Chateau where she worked as a dominatrix. Nevertheless,...
The urge to kill Artie Tedesco had been mollified by his remembrance of the man who had come to visit him in his apartment with the package of brown sugar. He could still feel the man’s blunt index finger sticking him in the chest as he said, “don’t contact us. We’ll contact you.” He wasn’t so afraid about the threat. The man was intimidating, as he could have easily killed him with his bare hands if Artie ordered him to do so. But what concerned him more was what the man represented...
Charlie felt really exhausted now so decided to cautiously head for his home cave acknowledging Old Tom the wisened old centaur who was part of the team of four who watched over the small hidden settlement deep in the thickest remotest part of Hailey,s Forest. Any sign that men were near would send a guard centaur to tell everyone and all would disappear into the background till the danger was over. Men had once used dogs, but learned fast when the wolf people drove the dogs off. The wolf...
Holly Levine was hooked on Charlie,s Norse, cock as she savoured the hot fresh taste of his sperm rolling it round her tongue prior to gulping it down loudly so Charlie could hear as well as see her pay tribute to his prick. As she swalllwed she suddenly felt an intense surge of senses course through her body like a jolt of electricity and realise for a rare occasion she,d had an orgasm with just a cock in her mouth. She sometimes came with her titties being sucked and obviously tofingers, but...
Of course this is fictitious tale yet some legends started somewhere. Charlie the Centaur looked at his reflection in the calm water of the lake that ran past the thick forest he lived in. He knew his enemy rarely ventured into this forest so felt fairly safe as his breed were very endangered. As usual what mankind Didn,t understand they wanted to destroy. After all he,d listened to his mother Helena describe the death of his beloved father Henry ten years before when he was on,y eight. His...
I've heard about sites you can go to on the Internet and read about cheating wives. Who would want to write about the pain it causes to the husband? I suppose there are stories about cheating husbands too, but not so many. Maybe because of the double standard. Who knows? There must be equally as much pain brought on by either the wife or the husband cheating. Some wives make a mistake and some go out deliberately to cheat. I'm not sure which category my wife fell into but I know the pain...
Charlie tried not to mix business with pleasure. The combination never seemed to pan out for him in his short 26 years. Tonight was an exception. He had an hour to kill before the pick-up so why not indulge? Especially when the results were this good. Maria was working her magic and Carla was relaxed on the couch with glazed eyes and a mindless smile. Charlie grabbed Maria's neck to show he was enjoying her hard work. A blow job was still a job, after all. This was nothing new...
Charlie woke up the next morning badly having to pee. He hurried across the hallway and closed the bathroom door before relieving himself. When he finished, he washed his hands, opened the door, and was going to go to his bedroom, when he smelled breakfast cooking. "Mmmm, smells great," he said to his mother, as he poured himself a cup of coffee. "It'll be ready in a few minutes. Did you sleep well?" she asked him, hoping she didn't sound as nervous to him as she did to...
* A/N: This is a story I wrote a while ago. I've made some editing and proofing changes. And for those that read on Lit as well. Yes I am Kushiel. Please bare in mind when reading this I was trying to write from a seventeen year old's perspective. Hope you enjoy! * This is a story about me and my Uncle Joe. He was kind of the black sheep of the family; the no hoper entrepreneur that never really made it you know? There’s always one in any family. But that didn’t make him a loser. Well at...
IncestThat the nights that followed were long and lonely, as there was little he could do to avoid being alone, and while it had proved to be a tough challenge when he had drunk himself silly and had the luxury of the prostitutes beside him—that same challenge that he thought he could work his way around without forces higher than himself getting involved in what he originally thought to be very common and innocuous crimes, this challenge of loneliness now seemed less threatening, since he was no...