Charlotte in a Shower of RainChapter 2
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I slept the sleep of the sexually exhausted, with the delicious knowledge that I was in bed with two lovely young nymphomaniacs who were expecting to be fucked for the whole weekend - awesome and a little intimidating. Every so often during the night I would feel one of them stroking my cock, and occasionally Ellie would kiss me and whisper, “I love your magnificent cock so much!”
Luckily my room had old fashioned shutters fitted which kept out nearly all the light, and so it must have been about noon when I eventually stirred and gradually woke up. It took me a couple of seconds to work out what was happening. The two girls seemed to have vanished from beside me, but then I immediately realised that a very talented mouth was giving my cock very gentle but extremely expert fellatio. I raised my head and looked down the bed, expecting to see Charlotte’s blonde hair, but instead was surprised by the mass of lustrous brunette hair which was surrounding my cock as its owner continued to pleasure me.
“Hello Sylvie, I wasn’t expecting you,” I said gently. The owner of the hair raised her lovely face and grinned at me. “Clearly not when you have two young beauties here for your amusement.” Sylvie slid her slim naked body up the bed and lay on top of me and kissed me – she had soft lips and her kissing was the most erotic and sensual that I had ever known.
“Have you met Charlotte and Ellie in your travels?” I asked.
“When I arrived a few minutes ago, two beautiful young women were making love to each other in the lounge – the blonde is stretched over the back of the sofa and the redhead is fucking her – very expertly, I might say – with an impressively large strap-on. They seemed slightly surprised to see me, but I told them to carry on having fun and to come and join us when they were ready.”
Only my delightful friend and lover Sylvie could have handled such a situation with such aplomb. She is utterly gorgeous, an international fashion model, as tall as me (6’3”) and wafer thin as all such models often are. We have been lovers for three years, but she had made it clear from the outset that she spent so much time travelling that she did not expect me to remain celibate in her absence, and equally she would have lovers of both sexes in her travels. She could never tell me when she would be back with me, but like this morning, having her own front door key, would just arrive and join me in bed. However, as it happened, this was the first time she had arrived when other lovers were here, but clearly she remained totally unconcerned and lacking in jealousy at their presence.
“Actually,” she said as she allowed her hand to stroke my cock which was fully erect by now, “I rather liked the bum of the redhead. I have been in Spain on a shoot with a gorgeous black guy, and though he had substantial physical equipment, he was a bit of a brute, so I could really fancy doing something more gentle with her. Would that be OK with you, darling?”
“Of course,” I replied. “Her name is Ellie, she is 17 years old and last night I took her virginity and then hammered her, and I am sure that she would love to be taken by you. Her cousin and bisexual lover, the blonde, is Charlotte. They have said that they are planning on staying the weekend, so I am sure you will get to know them both during that time. Here they are now.”
The two girls strolled into the bedroom, Ellie still wearing the strapon. “Are we interrupting anything?” said Charlotte, and as she did so she walked to the bed, leant across and nonchalantly stroked Sylvie’s small tight buttocks. “God, you are beautiful,” she murmured, “So, do you want us to go?”
Sylvie climbed off the bed and kissed Charlotte whilst slipping her fingers into Charlotte’s cunt, already well-greased from being fucked by Ellie’s strap-on. “Darling Charlotte, Tom tells me that he has been fucking you two lovely young girls last night, and I hope you are going to stay the weekend so that we can all enjoy each other. When I am in London, I am Tom’s lover, but I naturally expect him to keep his magnificent prick in good order by fucking other beautiful young women like you.”
She moved across to Ellie, who was looking on in amazement, and Sylvie also kissed her passionately, and then said, “I gather that you are Ellie, and I think you are absolutely gorgeous, darling girl, and I really want to make love to you right now. My name is Sylvie and I am looking forward to having you both.” Turning to me, she said, “Ellie and I are going to make love now – clearly Charlotte had been well fucked by both you, Tom, and by her lover Ellie. Why don’t you and Charlotte go downstairs and organise some lunch for us and Ellie and I will be down in an hour or so to eat with you?”
“As you wish, darling,” I said, and took Charlotte’s hand and left as Sylvie wrapped her arms around Ellie and the two women fell onto the bed in each other’s arms. We went downstairs naked, Charlotte led me into the lounge and pushed me down on the sofa and climbed into my lap and eased my cock into her now well-greased cunt. “Now lover man, tell me the truth. Is that simply gorgeous woman currently fucking my cousin upstairs really your lover, and if so, is she really telling the truth when she says she wants us to stay?”
I explained to Charlotte the open arrangement that Sylvie and I had, and that Sylvie is the most bi-sexual woman I had ever met and so her cousin was being pleasured at this moment by an expert lover who had fancied Ellie from the moment she arrived. Whilst this conversation was taking place, Charlotte was already rising and falling excitedly in my lap, and it was clear that Ellie’s strap-on had already brought her to her first orgasm of the morning, and so it was only a couple of minutes before Charlotte threw her head back and squealed with delight as another orgasm rocked her.
“My God, I needed that!” she said, as she slumped forward and lay against me. “You were such a great lover to Ellie last night, but it was torture having to watch you fucking her and wishing I could have this lovely weapon in me instead. But tell me, Tom, was Sylvie telling the truth? Do you really want Ellie and me to stay now that she is back?”
“Darling Charlotte, we adore having parties here, especially with such beautiful friends as you and Ellie. We will get some lunch, and then I will make some calls to arrange a party here tonight and you can meet, and play with, some of our other lovely friends. I promise you, Sylvie and I very much want you both to stay this weekend.” I kissed her again, and lifted her bum so that my cock slid out of her. I spanked her gorgeous bum with the flat of my hand and said, “Come lover, Sylvie will be expecting lunch in less than 30 minutes now. As for you, lovely Charlotte – I will be back to fuck and bugger you again this weekend, never fear.”
We both scampered around the kitchen, and Charlotte did whatever I suggested quickly and efficiently, and so we had just finished setting out the prepared food on the kitchen refectory table when Sylvie and Ellie came into the kitchen, also stark naked, holding hands tenderly. From the sparkle in her eyes, and her flushed skin, it was obvious that Ellie had had a tempestuous time in bed with the lovely Sylvie, and from the way that Ellie kept looking up at her much taller lover, it was clear she was also more than a little in love with her. Sylvie immediately said, “Wow are we hungry! Charlotte darling, you are such a lucky girl to have a lover like Sophie here – doesn’t she taste so sweet? And I suppose Tom has fucked you too before sorting out lunch for us?”
Everyone laughed at Sylvie’s directness, and we went and seated ourselves at the table – I noted that Ellie made a point of sitting beside Sylvie and gradually move her chair nearer to her during lunch so that by the end of the meal, their bodies were touching each other. When we had all eaten and drunk well, Sylvie announced to the girls that she was off for a swim and to use the sunbed, and she would like them to join her so they could get to chat ‘without our beloved cock-master being present’! The two girls jumped up and ran through the passageway to the pool – Sylvie lingered just a second and then whispered the names of three of our friends who might be free to join us for a lively Saturday night that the two youngsters would not forget in a hurry. “See you when you have tidied up and made your calls, darling,” she laughed, then kissed me gently and strolled after the young girls to the pool.
Once I had placed all the plates and cups in the dishwasher, I strolled into my study and sat down to make some telephone calls. Luckily for me, given the short notice they all had, I was delighted that my first three calls were all successful – all the people I wanted were around and all of them eager to join us that night for some hot fun. I dealt with a couple of business calls who had left messages, and an hour or so after the girls had gone to the pool, I followed them there to see what they were up to.
By now the three of them were relaxing, lying on the bed under the sun lamp, Charlotte had her head between Sylvie’s legs and was eagerly licking her, and Ellie was dreamily kissing her new lover and stroking her small breasts with their little nipples. I came in and sat down and watched them making love for a few minutes, and then Sylvie reached out and slapped young Ellie on the bum and said, “Come my darlings, you have both been fucked by my our lovely cockmaster here, whilst I have travelled thousands of miles to experience him, and have yet to be satisfied. Let’s all go upstairs, you can both participate whilst I am duly stuffed.” She took both girls by the hand and I followed the three beautiful nude bodies up the stairs.
Once we were in the bedroom, Sylvie became the ringmaster and immediately told Charlotte to put her strap-on on – Ellie helped her, and once it was fitted, Sylvie got Charlotte to lie on the bed on her back, with her legs over the edge of the bed. Immediately Sylvie climbed on top of Charlotte and expertly fitted the large cock into her cunt and pressed it right into her without anything more than a genuine whimper of delight. As she rested there she told Ellie to climb up and sit astride Charlotte’s mouth, facing towards Sylvie. Ellie could hardly wait, and was soon facing her beloved new mistress and kissing her whilst Sylvie started to rock gently on the prosthetic which was clearly delightfully stretching her. Within a couple of minutes I could see a lovely thin sheen of perspiration on Sylvie’s body all over, and she half turned to me and said between gasps of pleasure, “Only one hole left darling. Please fill it for me!”
I had already guessed what she had in mind, and my cock was already covered in lubrication, so I moved forward and spread her tight buttocks with my hands and pressed my cock steadily against her sweet rosebud. I knew from her conversation that her film companion had been ramming her arse for the last three days, and so I just kept up a steady pressure and the whole thing slipped easily up her rectum. It may have been well stretched, but it was still tight enough to grip me firmly as I pressed forward, and she cried out, “God, Tom, I wanted you in there so badly. Fuck me Tom, fuck me Charlotte, kiss me beautiful Sophie!!”
And my God, we gave her a fucking to remember.
I could see that Ellie was in seventh heaven as her beautiful new lover Sylvie kissed and petted her, and every few minutes I could see that Ellie came copiously and a stream of her juices flowed into Charlotte’s mouth below. I knew from long experience that my beloved Sylvie had the gentlest orgasms I had ever seen – she never cried out, she just stiffened her body slightly, but her skin flushed and her pelvic muscles gripped whoever was lucky enough to be in her like a vice for 30 seconds so that movement was not possible until she relaxed again – but then you were expected to start again quickly!
We continued like this for a long time, and Sylvie had cum several times and I could see that she was tiring. I had kept the pace of my fucking of her arse slow and steady, but I decided it was time to give my lover a final climactic orgasm. I signalled for Ellie to move off Charlotte’s face, and pressed Sylvie down so that she was now lying on Charlotte, and her anus was perfectly placed. I held her slim hips firm, and increased the pace, pulling right back and plunging my cock hard into her rectum. Ellie realised what was to happen and climbed off the bed and came round and stood behind me. I felt her hand start to massage my balls as I plunged faster and faster into my lover – and then my orgasm came and my spunk was squirting into Sylvie and for the first time she moaned with pleasure – I knew she had experienced real bliss when that happened.
After a couple of minutes with my cock throbbing in her gorgeous arse, I moved backwards and my cock slipped out of Sylvie. Before I could move away, Ellie was on her knees in front of me, saying, “That was so beautiful, Tom. Let me clean you, I want to taste Sylvie’s juices and yours together,” and immediately her mouth was sucking and licking my slackening cock as she pleasured herself by consuming our mixture of sex juices.
After a few minutes Sylvie had climbed off Charlotte’s strap-on, and kissed and petted the two young girls who had helped give her such pleasure. She climbed on the bed and asked me if I had had success with my phone calls. I just told her that everyone had said yes, and she grinned greedily at the news.
“Right, you beautiful lovers,” she said directly to Charlotte and Ellie, “Tom has invited some beautiful and very sexual dynamic friends to party tonight, and you are going to be the centre of attention. Tom and I are going to have a sleep now, and if you know what is good for you, you two will do the same. You can sleep in the room through there – she indicated a door leading out of the bedroom – and we’ll get up about 8pm and have supper together. The guests will start arriving about 10pm and most of them will be staying the night, so it is going to be a wild and very energetic night. Now scram!”
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Biology was the one subject that Charlotte,a straight A student at the city's most reputed convent loathed. She had a very important exam the next day, and all Charlotte could think of was her long distance boyfriend,Adam. It was already midnight, and she hadn't studied a single thing,so she considered asking her father for some help. Leaving her pen on the table, Charlotte walked to her parents room, paying no heed when her pen rolled off the table and onto the ground with a thud. Stopping...
IncestHoofdstuk 3. Voor de toiletspiegel maak ik mij op met de make-up spullen van Charlotte. Ik heb gezien hoe zij zich opmaakte, ik kijk op de foto van haar paspoort en maak mij net zo op. Het valt niet mee, maar na wat vruchteloze pogingen lukt het toch vrij aardig. En ik vind een pruik in dezelfde kleur haar als dat van Charlotte. Dan haal ik de lak van mijn nagels en lak ze dan in dezelfde kleur als ik mijn lippen heb gestift. In de spiegel zie ik nog maar weinig mannelijks. En met...
"Lottie," Minnie Brown told Charlotte Larson, "I've seen the new preacher." As Minnie's father was an important man in the Oriskany Methodist Episcopal church, Minnie had helped the new preacher's family move in every July for the past three years. "So?" "He's young. And single. And he looks dreamy." Charlotte wondered what a single preacher would do in the parsonage. It was larger than the house which accommodated her family of six and their maid of all work. Rev. Woods had shut...
Charlotte is a strong minded career woman with extensive experience in the property market. For the last five years she worked for the same high profile property company working her way up the ranks in quick succession where she was now one of the senior managers there.On the home front, she's married to Andrew where they have a three year old son. Such was her strong minded independence out in the employment field she endeavoured to get herself back into work shortly after her son's birth. Due...
I met Charlotte when I had just turned twenty and she was in her early fifties. I had started dating her daughter, Alice, but I'd be lying if I said Charlotte didn't have my full attention from the jump. Charlotte was a heavy-set woman, red hair that flowed down to her shoulders, with round DD breasts that hung down over her belly, thick thighs, wide hips, and a fat ass. Despite being a redhead, her skin was a light tan complexion from her Italian heritage. Her face was nicely aged, light...
Charlotte's Mentorbymikeperk©With a surge of warm expectation he heard the car pull onto the drive. From this point there would be no turning back and his new life would be formally launched tomorrow.Joe's existence during the two years since his wife had succumbed to breast cancer had been pretty miserable, but his imminent marriage to her sister promised a return to a comfortable, if not particularly exciting, future.Pauline had been their young bridesmaid when he'd married Brenda more than...
Let me start with some background information. Charlotte grew up in the Northwest. By the time she was 16, she was 5'7, blonde, 120lbs. She always wore yoga pants and tight shirts to show off her DD's and amazing ass. Her sex experiences were limited, always being relatively mild unless she had been drinking. Charlotte would always get a bit crazy after a few drinks, guess that plays into the guys advantages. She would give head, but hated cum so she never enjoyed it. When the occasioned called...
On Saturdays I like to go to the city to shop for all the essentials; specifically shoes. Christen Louboutin black patent leather pumps to be precise. Truth be told, I love to get pumped while wearing these pumps. It’s just so sexy to me and heightens my orgasms. I believe every woman deserve heightened, intense orgasms, especially me. Shopping is an activity that I enjoy, I love to dress up sexy and strut from store to store. While doing this, I notice that I receive more than my share of...
Lesbian"Godddd..." I moan as I prop myself up on my elbows on a towel on the floor of the converted London taxi. "Why does it have to take this long?" "It'll take as long as it takes," Hannah replies from the driver's seat of the taxi. "Not 'that'," I say. "I mean my damned dilation..." I stare down at the thick orange tube poking out of my vagina and sigh again. "Do you want me to get you a pillow, or something?" Hannah asks. "No, I'll be fine," I say, trying to sound at least...
"Which hospital is she in?" I ask as I get into Stuart's car and fasten my seatbelt. "Queen Charlotte's," Stuart says, before a wide smile spreads across his face. "So... Did- did they, you know, say anything? About the kid?" "You're the one who Mikey texted," I retort, before my eyes go wide as I realise what- or rather, who- Stuart's referring to. "Oh, oh you- you meant-" "Yeah," Stuart nervously giggles. "Nearly put the baby seat in the car before setting off, I'm getting so...
It was my busy season and I had been putting in long hours trying to meet deadlines and finish projects. As a result I had been neglecting my wife and she finally reached a point where she let me know it. "I've been stuck in this house for a month now and it is time that we go out and do something. I was talking to Stacey (her best friend) and she invited us to go to a party with her and her new boyfriend. I told her that we would be happy to go." I had brought a ton of paperwork home with...
First time writing a story... also new here... enjoy!Charlotte's needsnote: dialogues will be started with a -, a -- or // and assigned to specific characters.it will help recognize who is talking.Charlotte, a nice lady in her late 40s. She was married for 22 years; but the spell had warned out. it was 10 years ago when she found out that her husband was having an affair. she decided to sign a separation note; but they decided to stay together for the sake of the c***drens, and the financial...
I write this story about my Aunt Charlotte with mixed emotions. In a certain sense, I guess it would be honest to tell you that I have always harbored some feelings for my Aunt Charlotte that were not of a familial nature. It seems like a long time ago but for some of us oldsters with hearts still ticking, the danger and excitement of a global war was the height of non-boredom. Charlotte, in retrospect, was probably the most beautiful and sexy woman I have ever met in my entire life and she...
The following story is going to be at least a 10-parter, with each chapter in a different category. If you enjoy this story, I’m afraid you’ll have to go find each part. Hope it’s worth it. Charlotte D’Ormond was the daughter of Francois D’Ormond, Comte de Filleaux. She was 19 years old, and her father had finally arranged a marriage for her. It shouldn’t have been difficult to find a husband for the daughter of a count, but Charlotte’s father wanted the very best for his daughter. So, it had...
On Saturdays I like to go to the city to shop for all the essentials, specifically shoes. Christen Louboutin black patent leather pumps to be precise. Truth be told, I love to get pumped while wearing these pumps. It’s just so sexy to me and heightens my orgasms. I believe every woman deserve heightened, intense orgasms, especially me. Shopping is an activity that I enjoy, I love to dress up sexy and strut from store to store. While doing this, I notice that I receive more than my share of...
Charlotte Sometimes. By Tanya H. From the moment I walked into the shop my eye was caught and held - just a skirt, you might have said if you had seen where I was looking. You've already got plenty. True enough; but not one like that. Kayla Ormond, my secretary - of the long legs and enigmatic smile, had been wearing such a skirt over the summer, I had been very envious, and this wonderfully displayed version was the first of the style I had come across in a shop. One of the...
The following story is going to be at least a 10-parter, with each chapter in a different category. If you enjoy this story, I’m afraid you’ll have to go find each part. Hope it’s worth it. Part 1: Non-Erotic. Part 2: First Time Part 3: Loving Wives Part 4: Exhib & Voy Part 5: Lesbian Part 6: Interracial Part 7: Letters and Transcripts William was beside himself. How could that bastard do that to Charlotte? And poor Charlotte. Her last entry had been in March. It was now mid-September. That...
Charlotte's friends always talked in hushed voices about what happens to girls in Pioneer Park at night. Just last week, a jogger was raped there in broad daylight. Before that, another nice white girl went missing for three days. She turned up naked and covered in bruises after a horrifying ordeal. The park lay in a triangle between the State University, the bus terminal, and the old residential neighborhood where Charlotte and her friends lived. It was big and sprawling, full of old trees and...
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