“It’s yours now, so take me home, I need attending to!” That got his attention all over again.
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Charlie seemed mellowed-out after our evening out, and I was in the mood to play, flirting and touching him while he was driving, goosing him when he opened my door for me, and him grabbing and tickling me as we walked up the driveway to the front door.
We tumbled indoors, giggling as Charlie groped me, sliding his hands up my minidress to cup and rub my buttocks and panty-covered pussy, grabbing my tits, and generally being silly.
As the door closed, he grabbed me and pulled me up to him, to kiss me deeply, a shiver of anticipation running through me.
“Hello Blondie, lovely jugs, can I fuck you?” he leered at me, his deliberate vulgarity hilarious and not in the least offensive, and as I laughed I grabbed his crotch.
“Nice knob, donkey-boy, does it work?” I leered back, before collapsing in another fit of the giggles.
“You tell me, you nasty girl!” he said, grabbing himself and outlining his cock lewdly under the material of his combats, giggling himself with the vulgarity of it.
“Ooooh, fucking hell, that’s not a knob, it’s a pogo-stick!” I giggled some more.
“You’ve got such a dirty mouth to go with such lovely tits!” laughed Charlie, grabbing my hand, “time to have my wicked way with you!” tugging me after him up the stairs to the bedroom, where we dropped our clothes in a frenzy of stripping, groping and kissing.
Charlie still had his boxers on, so I knelt and yanked them down, his magnificent cock flicking up into my face, so it was an easy matter to catch it in my mouth and give it a quick suck and lick, savouring the taste, drawing a gasp from him.
“Sis, you are entirely too good at that, I would really like to know where you learned it; just one thing though… please never, ever, tell me!”
I stared up at him around his cock, opening my eyes, my big blue eyes, wide and looking up at him innocently.
He nearly choked. “Fucking hell, Lu, don’t do that, you’ll make me come!”
For answer, I took his big balls in my hand and slowly squeezed and rubbed them, scratching lightly with one fingernail along the underside of his scrotum, and batted my eyelids at him again.
He goggled. “Lou, I mean it, don’t do that unless you mean it!”
Reluctantly I let go, stood up and posed for him, still wearing my stilettos, sticking out my chest to make my nipples dance around in front of him, putting my hands on my bum cheeks and pulling them open, arching my my back to exaggerate my chest, and turning around to display my stretched bumhole, which I knew he loved to look at so much.
Charlie grabbed me and hauled me closer, fondling and squeezing my bum cheeks, pulling them apart and squashing them together, kissing me all the while. He pulled me into him, so he could suck and nibble my nipples while he groped and teased my arse, alternate fingers sliding in and out of it, before reaching under me to rub his finger along my slit, and grinning as the lips opened for him. I had been thinking about this for the last hour, so I was ready, but he wanted to goodie-grab, it was one of his fantasies, so I just kissed the top of his head and stroked his face as he sucked my tits, groped my pussy and rubbed and jiggled my arse.
At last, he urged me onto the bed, where he continued to lick and suck my breasts, alternating with squeezing and moulding them, to finally return to my lips. I kissed him, still tasting the sweetness from the soft drinks he’d been drinking all evening, and held him close, just loving the feeling of this hard body against mine as we kissed enthusiastically, tongues darting around in each others’ mouths.
Charlie turned me onto my front, and pulled my hips to him as he leaned over me, his big soft hands enfolding my breasts as his cock prodded at my slit, then slowly slid in, in stages, until he was in me to the hilt. He began a slow, steady pumping as his cock slid in and out, speed never varying, always the right amount of pressure, never banging it in and hammering my pussy, lovingly sliding that marvellous meat-stick into me, causing all sorts of sensations to radiate out of my pussy. I could feel my orgasm approaching, and started pushing back against him, forcing him to speed up until we were pumping and thrusting together. I came with an explosive burst of sensations from deep inside, my uterus fluttering as my orgasm hit, intensifying as Charlie continued pumping and shoving that glorious cock in and out of my pussy, until finally, I could not contain it, gasping out loud as wave after wave of pleasure blasted though me, making me shudder with the intensity. I clamped down, hard, on his cock, and he responded by groaning and pumping what felt like a gallon of sperm right up against the neck of my cervix, hard hot jets of spunk that hosed into me, filling me up completely with his man-juice, cock twitching inside me until he had no more left to spray inside me; for now, anyway.
I reached over for the towel I had grabbed when we came into the bedroom, and as he withdrew, Charlie slid the towel under me to catch the wad of spunk that dribbled out of my pussy and dripped down.
I swabbed myself down, then realised that I Charlie was still kneeling behind me, and was waiting for me to finish wiping-off. “All done,” I giggled, “When you’re ready, Boner-boy!”
Charlie placed his hands on my hips, and pulled himself up on his knees, sliding the head of his cock up the cleft between my cheeks, to rub the head against my anus, pulling me up right against him, his hands clamped to my breasts, his mouth on my neck, nibbling my ear, licking the nape of my neck and my shoulders, all the while twirling and squeezing my nipples, making hot pleasure shoot through me in jolts, like electric bolts. In this position, it was easier for him to get purchase for what he wanted to do, and he began, slowly but irresistibly, pushing his cock into my anus, while I pushed back, opening my ring for him, the large crown popping through my ring after a few seconds, followed by the rest of the shaft. I was gasping for breath, his cock had felt huge the last time we did this, now, in his highly-stimulated state, his cock felt absolutely massive, like a column of lead, rigid and solid, forcing itself deep into my insides.
The position was obviously having an effect on him, too, gasping he slid into me “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fucking hell, so tight, Christ, Lu, this is incredible, Oh shit….!”
I was responding on so many different levels to such a raw sexual experience; my pussy was tingling with the nearness of this great club of flesh, separated from my cervix only by a thin membrane, the erotic thoughts and sensations that came from being buggered so thoroughly, by such a beautiful man, the fire burning in my nipples from his gentle manipulation of them, and the welter of sensations from my clitoris as I frigged away. I was just getting to that place again when Charlie began to gasp and hitch, his cock suddenly giving a tremendous throb, to shoot a stream of hot spunk straight into my bowel, bathing it in his body heat. That tipped me over, and my orgasm, hot and powerful, ripped and raged through me, making me gasp for breath as my ears rang and the blood thundered in my ears.
I slumped forward, Charlie on top of me, his arms tight around my mid-section, taking his weight as he rested his head against the back of my neck, his heart thumping against my back and his cock twitching in my bum.
We lay for a few minutes, Charlie slowly relaxing his grip on me, rolling me onto my side and putting the towel under us to catch the spunk runoff as he withdrew his cock from my rear hole, helping me swab-up the sticky remnants, finally slumping over onto his back, his breathing heavy but even again. He pulled me in close, holding me spoon-fashion, one arm under me to support my shoulder and head, the other hand rubbing my hip and slipping up to rub and smooth my stomach and cup my breasts, then gliding down to stroke my inner thighs, my flank and my buttocks.
Finally, he smoothed my hair, and kissed my ear, nipping it lightly, making me giggle, and said softly. “I love you Lu-Lu, don’t ever leave me alone again, please.”
I turned to face him, sliding my arms around him, and kissed him gently, nipping his bottom lip in revenge, and whispered to him “Charlie Manville, you belong to me now, I will never leave you alone and frightened ever again; Lu-Lu will always be there for her boy-soldier!”
I snuggled down into his arms, his body warmth already making me drowsy, the afterglow helping to lull us to sleep. Charlie folded his arms around me, and I felt one of his hands slide down to cup my buttock, then slide a finger into my anus and lodge there. I smiled, and closed my eyes, thinking sleepily “Well, at least he doesn’t suck his thumb anymore!”
I woke at about 7:30 with a desperate need to pee, and, realising slipping out of bed stealthily would only startle Charlie and trigger his reflexes, I made no effort to, trusting to his subconscious to tune-out any normal movement around him, and climbed out of bed, to relieve myself, have a quick shower, and think about breakfast. I was going to skip work for the next few days, my assistants were perfectly capable of managing for a few days, their chance to shine while the boss was away; I had other things to do. I knew that he liked the same breakfast as me, the full English, so, checking that he was still asleep, I headed down to the kitchen and put some sausages, bacon, black-pudding and tomatoes under the grill while I made some coffee. When the meat was nearly done, I put the toast on, fried some eggs, and buttered some bread.