At last he began to withdraw from me, and I handed him the towel to catch the spurt of semen that ran out of me as his still rigid cock withdrew completely. He mopped my crotch with the towel, then slumped down beside me, wrapping his arm around me to pull me in close and kiss me, nibble my neck and lick the tip of my nose.
I looked up at him, and he smiled at me. “I love you, Lucy Manville, more than anything in the whole world. I can’t wait to start making babies with you!”
I kissed him back. “Charlie, more than anything in the world, I want to make babies with you; I love you too, and I won’t ever let you go. You’re stuck with me for life, now, little brother!”
I leaned in to kiss him again, holding myself tight against him, feeling his semi-rigid cock twitch and begin to firm-up again.
Before we started again, however, I had something else I wanted him to know, to understand.
“This morning, with Gerry, when we, you know, it was just the once, OK? I know we said we’d play with them again, and I know it sounds exciting and all that, but I need you to know that you’re not going to be… sharing me with anyone, OK? I understand the whole thing with you and Lorna, that’s part of your history with her, and I have no issues with that, you were hers before you were mine, but this morning, that was a thank you, me thanking Gerry on your behalf, as it were, not setting the scene for any future developments. Do you understand what I’m driving at? It was fun, and it was different, but it’s not what I want, not anymore. I kind of get the feeling from Lorna that she feels the same way, and yesterday was a ‘last hurrah’ before we all move on. She’s as smitten with Gerry as I am with you, and I don’t think any further adventures of that sort would be… appropriate, not now that we want to start families, so we’ll leave it there, if it’s all the same to you, yes?”
Charlie’s eyes glittered as he smiled that long slow smile of his. “Lu, I knew yesterday was going to be a no-holds barred rough and tumble, but I will admit to a certain amount of unease about you thanking Gerry, you know, but I didn’t object, because he didn’t object when I was in the chair, and I kind of saw the right in it. I also got the feeling from Gerry that this was a once-only thing, him getting a taste of what I had, so to speak, so your little thank you was a nice touch, closure for all.”
“So you don’t mind, really don’t mind?” I asked.
Again he smiled. “Lucy, I think you and I both know we’re never going there again. Gerry and Lorna will always be a part of our lives, there’s a lot of love there, Gerry and I have become good friends, and we, all of us, will be spending a lot of time together in the future, they’re part of us now, family in the best sense, but what happened yesterday, this morning, we had to do that, just to find out. Now we know, and we’re past that, it’s an experience I wouldn’t have missed for the world. I’m glad we did what we did, I have no regrets about any part of it, but I don’t want to repeat it ever again, and I don’t want to watch you with another man ever again. Once was enough, you’re mine!”
“Someone once said something about being careful what you wish for, you may get it; I wanted to see you and Lorna take me on, but then I had to watch you with another man, just to level the balance, and it was the hardest thing in the world to smile and watch you go through with it. I can’t do that again, ever. I paid for my fantasy, for having a wish come true, and it sucked.”
All my love for this big sweet boy overflowed in me, and I hugged him tight, happy to have heard his real feelings about what we’d done. Now all that remained was to wait for Lorna’s dastardly plan (whatever it was), to come to fruition, get Charlie off the hook, and then we could have the life we wanted, together, family and lovers both.
The whole time he’d been talking, Charlie had been busy rubbing and fondling my bum, rolling my buttocks, and sliding his fingers around my bum hole, tickling it occasionally just to make me jump. He grinned at me, and began kissing me more seriously, squeezing my bum and pulling the cheeks apart, sliding his finger into my hole and pumping it in and out. Eventually he turned me face-down on the bed, easing my thighs apart, and sliding between them to kiss and lick my bumhole, tipping his tongue inside and flicking it, rimming me, making me gasp and wriggle, then moving his tongue down to lap at my pussy, pulling my cheeks apart to get better access, lifting my hips and ramming his tongue between my lips. I was in ecstasy, his talented tongue sending waves of pleasure through me, and when he pulled away, I actually whined in disappointment, until his big cock slid between my labia, ramming deep into me, making my uterus jump and quiver as the head of his cock butted into the neck of my cervix. I slid back down onto my tummy, Charlie above me, hands on the bed on either side of me as he powered his cock into me, hammering my pussy as hard as he could. I shook and mewled with the force of his pounding, loving every second of it, then he changed tack.
Charlie lowered himself onto his forearms, sliding his hands under me to cup my breasts, his midsection resting against my buttocks, and began to pump me slowly but forcefully, squeezing my tits and rubbing my nipples in time with his thrusts, all the time kissing, licking and nibbling my shoulders and neck, nibbling and licking my ears, and whispering exactly what he wanted to do to me, keeping me hot as he hammered me slowly with his club of a penis.
At last, I had been stimulated beyond endurance, orgasming almost continuously during this whole episode, just the feel of him inside me enough to set my uterus fluttering in orgasmic ripples, and one last bow-wave of pleasure rolled though me, making me cry out in my extreme of pleasure, my cunt clamping down on his cock, making him cry out in release in turn as he splashed my insides with his hot sperm, the feeling setting me off again, the waves of pleasure rolling over me all over again, my cunt muscles milking his cock until he was wrung dry. Charlie lifted up and slowly withdrew, even that action causing little waves of orgasm to ripple over me again, making me gasp out loud. He had the towel ready, but there was very little run-off this time; I really had wrung him dry!
He slumped down beside me, rolling me against him, spooning me against his warm body, his arm around me, holding me in against him as he nuzzled my hair and smoothed his hand over my belly, perhaps unconsciously feeling the place where one day soon, I prayed, his baby would rest. At the moment though, my abdomen ached from so many orgasms, and I was feeling a desperate need for sleep, Charlie picking up on that and hauling the coverlet up to cover both of us in a last act before his deep breathing disclosed that he was fast asleep. I wriggled even closer to him, listened sleepily to his slow, regular heartbeat, and remembered nothing more until the ‘phone ringing early in the morning woke me with a start.
I picked up the handset. “Hello, Lu Darling, it’s me!” chirped Lorna, sounding fresh as a daisy at, what 6:30?”
“Lor, it’s 6:30, go back to bed!” I groaned, feeling the need for another couple of hour’s uninterrupted sleep.
“Wake up, Sleepy, and get Grumpy upright and dusted-off, things are happening today, we need to talk, and the boys have a cricket match to attend, so slap his arse and get him out of his pit, there’s a good girl, see you in thirty!” Lorna rang off, leaving me feeling, as usual, slightly shell-shocked.
Charlie opened one eye and grinned at me as I flopped back against the pillows, not wanting to vacate my nice warm bed and lovely hot soldier, knowing I needed to, not yet accepting the latter. He slid his hands down to my bum and pulled me closer.
“Good morning, Little Girl, want to see my etchings?” he leered at me, grinning as he said it, and I couldn’t help laughing.
“Lorna & Gerry are on their way, you need a shower, I need a shower, up you get, Spunky!” I slapped his arse, as per requirement, always happy to grab a handful of his solid muscular bum, and he licked the tip of my nose reluctantly letting go of my backside.
We’d just finished dressing when the doorbell rang, and there were Lorna and Gerry, looking fresh and rested, no hint of last-night’s nefarious activities, whatever they were, showing on their faces or in their demeanour; to all intents and purposes, they were a young couple visiting friends for a pre-arranged day out.
Charlie and Gerry shoulder punched, which is how men kiss, and Gerry and I shared a chaste, brotherly peck and embrace, and I noted the quick look Gerry gave Lorna, reassuring and asking permission all at the same time, and it occurred to me that they’d probably had almost the same conversation Charlie and I had, and came to the same conclusion. Good.