Loading...I arrived at my flat at 7-00a.m. on Monday morning, thankful I had finished my final night shift of ten. Four days before I returned to work, I was determined, not a single hour would be wasted.
I picked up my mail behind my front door and shuffled through them. A letter from my Solicitor got my immediate attention. After ripping open the envelope, I punched the air the letter contained my decree absolute.
I was officially a single man, months of legal wrangling were over, and I was free. Mary my now ex wife and I had been married for only four years. We’d tied the knot six months after meeting, on holiday in Spain. After two years, we both realised, the marriage was a mistake we had nothing in common except great sex.
Once that novelty waned we just drifted apart. After talking things over with Mary, I moved out of the flat we’d purchased together, and found accommodation on the other side of town. Although we lived apart, we met occasionally, the meetings were always friendly and conversations amicably.
Things changed when Mary moved in with another guy, and decided she wanted a divorce. Things went downhill quickly, when Solicitors became involved. I received a letter from her Solicitor, demanding that I give up my equity in the flat we jointly owned. Mary had moved out, gone to live with her new bloke, and wanted a quick sale.
I tried to agree to split the proceeds of the sale, but her new bloke was a Solicitor and he wouldn’t let me talk to her, all communication had to be through our Solicitors. I wouldn’t agree to give up my half of the flat, so the wrangling dragged on. Finally the Court ruled that the proceeds of the sale should be divided equally between us, and our amicable relationship went straight out of the window.
I stripped off my work clothes, stuffed them into the washing machine for my cleaner to sort out, and ran whooping, into the bathroom to take a shower. I decided to start my first day of freedom with a visit to the gym. After a shower and shave, I threw on some casual clothes, packed my gym bag, feeling really good.
I parked in the underground car park of the gym, ignored the lift and ran up two flights of stairs to reception. I burst through the double doors at the top of the staircase, in such a rush I barged straight into Frankie, one of the trainers. I grabbed her around her slender waist, and she clung onto mine, as we tried to stop ourselves from falling onto the marble floor in reception.
We failed and fell in a heap, I made sure that I landed flat on my back, with Frankie on top of me to cushion her fall. Once she had regained her senses Frankie said, “Good morning Chris, you certainly know how to bowl a girl over, what’s the almighty rush? My class doesn’t start for twenty minutes.”
I was apologising profusely as I helped her to her feet, sweeping dust from her tracksuit. Frankie was bloody gorgeous she had short black hair, big green eyes and hard tits the size of cannonballs. The rest of Frankie’s trim body was hard, tanned and toned. She also had a fantastic sense of humour, and the most infectious laugh I’ve ever heard.
She was laughing, as she told me, “That’s quite enough rubbing, thank you very much. I am starting to enjoy it, my trackies spotless.” I realised, that I was dusting off Frankie’s luscious arse with my hands.
I apologised again, she just laughed, telling me not to worry, it was a while since she had found herself lying on top of a good looking guy who then massaged her arse.
Frankie’s laughed filled the reception area, I blushed furiously when I realised all the girls behind the reception desk were looking at us and grinning. “Are you coming to my Spinning Class, you’d better be after getting me so hot and sweaty?”
I lied and assured Frankie, I was intending to go to her class. She told me to get changed, she’d see me in fifteen minutes, after she taken a shower to cool off. I signed in, went to the changing room, and changed into my gym kit. I went straight to the room where Frankie’s spinning class was to be held.
The room was in darkness so I switched on the lights and set up my bike, choosing one near to the door. I was warming up when the door opened, and a pretty blonde popped her head inside, and asked me what time the class started. I told her, in about ten minutes, and asked if she was coming in she replied “I’m not sure, I’ve never done a spinning class I normally do Aerobics with Frankie, but she told me this class is much better.”
The pretty blonde eventually stepped in the room. I saw she was wearing skin tight knee length black training pants, and a pink cropped halter neck top. She had a slender waist, taught flat stomach and lovely pair of large tits. She was about my age, 32/33yrs, and was a stunning looking piece of arse. I offered her my hand and introduce myself. “Hi I’m Chris Turner, would you like me to show you how to set up your bike.”
The blonde said “Yes please.” As she shook my hand, and told me her name was Charlene Dicks, all her friends called her Charlie, she added: “No jokes please, I’ve heard them all before.” I helped Charlie set up her bike, taking the opportunity to scan her fantastic body at close range, whilst I explained how she should set it up the bike if she came again. She hopped onto her bike, and told me she was comfortable.
As we both started our warm up I asked, if she was divorced or still going through the process. Charlie’s head spun round, she asked if Frankie had told me about her getting divorced. I pointed to her wedding finger, and explained the gap in her suntan told me, she had recently removed her rings; “Let’s see, did you leave him or did he leave you. My money is on him leaving you, for someone younger he met at work, am I right?”
Charlie looked stunned; “His secretary, she’s only twenty four and very attractive.”
I smiled and told her; “Your husbands an idiot, you’re more than attractive, you’re bloody stunning.”
Charlie blushed, her eyes locked onto mine, as she asked; “What else do you know about me?”
I told her she had been married between ten to fifteen years, probably twelve. She had one child, around ten years of age, and she worked, probably at a school.
All the time I was talking Charlie scanned my face and looked into my eyes; “Ok say that I believe that you haven’t been told that, how do you know so much about me, we only met three or four minutes ago?”
I told her; that was what I did for a living, I observe people, read them and then made guesses based on my assessment. “You’re very good are you a Policeman?”
“Retired a few years ago, now I’m a self employed Private Investigator.”
The class started to fill up, and were busy setting up their bikes, Charlie asked; “Will you have a coffee with me, when the class finishes?”
Before I could reply Frankie chimed in “You don’t want to have coffee with him, he’s as randy as hell. This morning, in reception, he jumped on me, pulled me onto the floor then started touching me up”
I laughed and protested; “Let’s get this story right, you accosted me and climbed on top of me as I recall, you’re an animal.”
Frankie dismissed me with a wave of her hand telling me “Whatever. That’s your story, now I’m going to make you pay, you’re a pervert.” she laughed, as she walked to the front of the class.
Charlie was looking quizzically at me after listening to our exchanges. “It’s not a long story, I’ll explain over coffee.”
Frankie was as good as her word; my legs were like jelly and I was sweating profusely when I climbed from the bike at the end of class. I told Charlie I’d see her in the café in the reception. As I was walked out of the room, Frankie caught hold of my arm warning; “Don’t you dare hurt her, she a very good friend of mine.”
“I wouldn’t hurt anyone I made sure you landed on top, didn’t I?” Frankie punched my arm hard in response.
I showered and changed in record time and went into the Café to find a quiet table. Frankie who was standing behind the reception desk pointed two fingers to her eyes, then at me and raised her small fist. I got the message she was watching me. Charlie came out of the changing room and was called to reception by Frankie.
The two of them had a brief conversation, before Charlie came to join me; “What was that all about?” I nodded at Frankie who was still looking at me. “She told me to be careful, you might seem nice, and good looking, but she wouldn’t trust you as far as she can throw you.” Charlie replied chuckling.
“Latte, you do drink Latte don’t you.” I enquired smiling at Charlie.
“This is getting creepy, what else can you know about me?”
I went to order the coffees, when I returned I sat at the opposite side of the table. Charlie asked; “How do you know all these things about me, are you working for my husband?”
I assured her that I wasn’t, and then explained how I appeared to know so much about her. The fact that she was getting divorced was signified by her missing rings. That she worked at a school and was probably a teacher was a wild guess. It was half term, and she had resumed attending the gym after an absence. She wanted to get herself in shape, after the shock of discovering that a younger woman had stolen her husband.
I told Charlie that she probably blamed herself, which was foolish. “He was flattered that his secretary fancied him, and a standing dick has no conscience. He’ll regret his decision in six months, leave her and want you back, I guarantee it.”
Charlie laughed and smiled at me; “How did you know I have a son, and exactly how old he is, also that I like Latte?”
I told her they were lucky guesses, but I knew she’d come to the gym for three reasons. First to get in shape, secondly have a look at the competition in the bloke market. Finally to see if there were any blokes she might fancy; “How am I doing?”
Charlie was shaking her head in disbelief; “100%. Do you know anything else tell me, I’m fascinated?”
“I’m not sure I should, everything else is personal and I’m not sure you wouldn’t get upset, and that’s the last thing I want to happen, Frankie would kill me.” I nodded over to reception where Frankie was standing watching us.
Charlie gave me a relaxed smile; “I won’t get upset, tell me some more, you’re incredible. It’s as if you can look into my head, and read my thoughts.”
I told her, that she had sex with her husband, maybe once or twice per month, in bed, lights out in the missionary position. Also she faked orgasm more times than she experienced one. She wanted to experiment in bed, but dare not discuss the subject with her husband. Now she thought the divorce, was her fault and somehow, she deserved what had happened.
Charlie was staring down into her coffee when I finished speaking. I apologised for upsetting her and told her I was very sorry, and should have kept my mouth shut.
Charlie raised her head, her smile was radiant, as she told me, I seemed to understand, exactly how she was feeling and why; “All my girl friends tell me they know how I must be feeling, but they don’t have a clue. Then a man I’ve never met before knows my every thought and feeling, how is that possible?”
I told her I had investigated hundreds of divorces, and spoken to countless women in her situation. “But you heard the things that they weren’t saying; you understood their fears, and their thought processes. How many did you sleep with?”
Charlie’s question rendered me speechless, how an earth was I expected to answer it. Charlie was looking into my eyes: “I’m sorry I asked that, it wasn’t fair. I know that you did, because I know exactly what those women were feeling. They wanted you desperately, just like I do. Please come home, and go to bed with me?”
I shook my head, nodded at Frankie telling Charlie; “Frankie would kill me; she’s already told you she doesn’t trust me, and she hasn’t taken her eyes of us since you sat down.”
Charlie smiled; “Its ok, I’ll tell her I’m a big girl, and I can take care of myself, besides I haven’t made love for months, and I’m getting desperate, actually you’ll be doing me a favour.”
I laughed: “You certainly are a big girl, and if you can square it with Frankie, I’m up for it.”
Charlie told me to go to the car park she’d meet me there after she had spoken to Frankie. I left the Café and rode the lift down to the basement car park Charlie joined me a few minutes later, she gave me a hug and a long kiss then pointed to her car; “I only live a couple of miles away, follow me.”
I asked if she was sure that was what she wanted, and received her assurance; “I’ve never been as certain of anything in my life.” Charlie gave me another quick kiss and walked quickly to her car. The journey to her home took about five minutes. Her car pulled into a drive with electronic gates, the gates swung open, allowing Charlie and I to drive through.
The pebble drive leading to her house, wound through mature woodland for about 200 yards and exited into a parking area, half the size of a football pitch. Her home was an old three story stone built mansion, four steps led up to a huge Oak door. I parked alongside Charlie’s blue Fiat Punto and got out, staring in amazement. Charlie sprang from her car and came to join me; “Like it?”
“It’s magnificent, enormous, is the Queen home?” I replied.
Charlie took my arm and walked me to the front door, telling me the house was hers, her husband had signed it over to her, before she had even spoken to a Solicitor; “I think it assuaged his guilt, lets get inside it’s starting to rain and it’s quite cold.”
The inside of the house was a bigger surprise than the outside which was all 19th century. The interior was very 21st century, ultra modern with minimalist décor and furnishings. Charlie led me into a space age kitchen that was larger than my flat. She asked if I’d like a drink, she had to ask me twice, because I was spinning around trying to take everything in. All the worktops were black granite, the cupboard and unit doors were bright red. “Ferrari Red, it matches the car exactly.” Charlie announced.
“You have a bloody Ferrari?”
She chuckled; “Two actually, they’re in the garage, the Solicitors are still arguing who gets to keep them, until that’s resolved they’re both mine.”
Charlie took two elegant glasses, from a large glass rack containing several dozen all of different types and sizes. She filled them with red wine and handed one to me: “But you said you were a school teacher. Why do you drive a poxy Fiat Punto, you own two bloody Ferrari’s?”
Charlie tried to stop her laughter, but wine sputtered from her mouth onto the worktops and floor. “Going to the gym or the Supermarket in a Ferrari would be a little ostentatious don’t you think?”
“Who cares, how does a schoolteacher come to own this house and two Ferrari’s?” I asked.
“I own the School. It’s a Private Boarding School for refined young ladies. Actually most of them are spoiled, over indulged brats.” She grinned.
The truth was slowly starting to dawn on me, Charlie, wasn’t any old schoolteacher, she must be a millionaire schoolteacher/school owner. Charlie saw that my mind was working overtime and asked almost frightened to hear my answer; “Does all this make any difference, I’m still the same Charlie you met at the gym?”
I countered “And I’m just a bit of rough trade?”
She laughed out loud telling me as she walked over to kiss me tenderly; “Oh God no, you are the most intuitive man I’ve ever met. Men are from Mars women from Venus they say. I don’t know where you’re from, but you’re gorgeous and fascinating and I want you.”
As we kissed again, Charlie was ripping away at the buttons on my shirt and grappling with the belt on my slacks. I undid the zip on her tracksuit top and revealed her magnificent upturned breasts, her hard nipples were pointing skyward. She slid my slacks and shorts down, I kicked them way as she stepped out of her tracksuit bottoms and scarlet lace thong. Her naked body took my breath away.
I told Charlie to turn around I wanted to look at her. She had the body of an eighteen year old. It was magnificent, sculpted toned and tanned, a body to die for. As she completed her self conscious twirl and faced me, I scooped her into my arms, and nibbled her hard nipples which made her gasp. “Where do I take you?”
“Your choice, we can stay in the kitchen, but the marble worktop is hard and cold, my bedroom is up two flights of stairs, the lounge is through that door, and the pool is through the other one.”
I was amazed; “You have your own pool?”
Charlie laughed and pointed to a door, it’s through there, only twenty five metres and five feet at the deepest, but it’s nice and warm. Can you swim?”
I told her; “I wasn’t planning on swimming.” I buried my face into her magnificent breast and sucked and bit her hard nipples. As I carried Charlie she pulled my mouth onto her tits and was groaning throatily. When we entered the large room containing the pool I saw to my left a bar surrounded by four huge long sofas. I walked over to one of them and laid Charlie down on her back. I began to kiss and explore every inch of her magnificent toned body, wondering at just how hard it was. “How come you’re in such great shape, if you haven’t been going to the gym?”
“I have a personal trainer, we work out together here.”
I laughed: “Don’t tell me, its Frankie isn’t it, that’s why she was so protective?” I didn’t require an answer and didn’t receive one, instead Charlie grasped my stiff long cock; “I’m not sure this is going to fit. It’s so long and thick. I can’t even wrap my fingers around it.”
I stopped licking the insides of her thighs to tell her that we’d take things slowly, but I would need her help. I asked her to tell me if I did something that she liked, and stop me if I did something she didn’t enjoy or felt uncomfortable with, Charlie replied; “I loved you nibbling my breasts they’re very sensitive and kissing and licking my thighs was thrilling, my tummy muscles, and other place were twitching like mad.”
I kissed Charlie on her lips and asked where she would like me to start; “Squeeze and kiss my breasts first, like you did earlier, then work your way down.”
The nervousness was apparent in her voice, clearly she was unused to directing the exploration of her body. I took her large firm breast in my hand and kneaded them in a circular motion. Charlie closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip. “Squeeze them and bite my nipples.” Charlie instructed when I chewed her nipples in my teeth she groaned, and shuffled her arse down the sofa, raised her knees and parted her legs.
I accepted the invitation, and whilst continuing to nibble her tits, I slid my fingers between the wet lips of her open cunt. The first time my fingers brushed over her clit, her whole body jumped, I immediately withdrew my hand. “Don’t stop, please don’t stop. It felt just like an electric shock, when you touched it.”
I asked Charlie what I had touched to illicit such a response, Charlie told me that I knew very well, what I had touched and begged me to touch it again, I teased her; “What would you like me to touch exactly, what do you call it?”
Charlie’s mounting excitement was clear in her voice; “My clitoris, you touched my clitoris, and you know you did.”
I laughed and teased her more; “How very formal, do you teach English or Anatomy at School.” I reached down again, and resumed sliding my fingers through her gaping wet crack, asking; “What am I doing?”
“Driving me insane, stroking and probing my private parts.” She gasped as she wriggled under my fingers.
I slid my fingers inside her and rotated them slowly, at the same time I applied pressure to her clit with my thumb, Charlie moaned and wriggled. “Oh that feels wonderful.”
I asked Charlie to tell me explicitly what felt so wonderful; “Having you’re fingers exploring my cunt, and your thumb rubbing my clit. There I’ve said it, are you happy now.”
I laughed and explained; “I’m not laughing at you I promise, if your happier asking me to put my penis into your vagina then so be it. I just thought you may become a little more liberated, if you could tell me what you want me to do, and how you want me to do it.”
“I want you to fuck me now.” Charlie blurted out.
I told her that would happen soon, but in the meantime, we both had a lot more to learn. I wanted to explore every inch of her magnificent body and discover from her, what gave her the most pleasure. Charlie groaned and asked how long I thought that would take, I enquired; “Are you in a hurry, you expecting someone?”
Charlie told me she wasn’t in a hurry also she had turned off the electronic gates and intercom, so we wouldn’t be disturbed. She asked if we go to her bedroom the sofa would become uncomfortable if she laid on it much longer.
As I bent to pick her up, Charlie kissed me and told me we would walk; her bedroom was on the third floor, I would be exhausted if I attempted to carry her there. She jumped up from the sofa looked down at my stiff cock, and smiled; “I’m still a little afraid of that monster.”
I followed behind as Charlie walked up the staircase, admiring her firm tanned body and tight round arse. She opened a pair of double doors and stepped into a huge bedroom. I stopped in the door as Charlie walked across the room and flopped onto her back on a huge bed. The carpet curtains, furniture and bed linen where all gleaming white as were the walls and paintwork.
The only other colour in the room was provided by Charlie wonderful copper coloured torso, stretched out invitingly, her arms and legs parted. I looked at her beautiful tanned face, surrounded by her long blonde hair. Her hard tits and erect nipples were pointing straight up at the ceiling. Her open legs revealed the glistening pink chasm of her gaping cunt. Charlie was inviting me to continue my exploration of her magnificent hard body.
I walked over to the bed and climbed beside her, flipping her over to lay face down. I straddled her arse allowing my cock to rest in the cleft of her firm buttocks. I slid my hands underneath her torso and began massage her large firm breasts and roll her hard nipples between my fingers. Charlie groaned into the soft pillow, as I began to trace tongue way down her spine adding occasional small kisses and nibbles.
I felt Charlie raise her hips from the bed and allow my cock to slide between her buttocks. To my surprise she relaxed and opened them allowing my cock to slide deeper between them. She then clenched and relaxed her buttocks, several times gripping and massaging the head of my cock with her lovely arse.
It was my turn to groan loudly, Charlie looked over her shoulder at me; “You like my arse gripping the head of your cock, I can feel it throbbing, please don’t get carried away, it would split me in two.”
I continued my exploration of Charlie’s back, then went down to her tiny feet, sliding my tongue between each of her toes in turn as she wriggled and giggled. Leaving her feet I made my way up each tanned leg, when I licked the sensitive areas at the back of her knees I could feel Charlie’s lithe body, first tense then shiver as she groaned into the pillow.
Arriving at her firm round buttocks, they clenched tightly, as I traced the inviting cleft, first with my finger nail, then with my tongue. I also lightly scratched my finger nails up and down her lower back and spine as I probed the cleft of her firm arse with my tongue. Charlie unclenched her buttocks, raised her head from the pillow and told me; “No-one has ever touched me there, let alone kissed me and licked me, it’s so sensual, it’s exquisite, I love it, please don’t stop.”
I asked Charlie to raise her hips a little, without a second’s hesitation she drew her knees under her body and raised her arse high off the bed. I gently parted her buttocks to reveal the puckered purple rose of her arse. Charlie’s whole body trembled when she first felt my hot breath on the totally exposed entrance to her arse.
Lightly I circled the tip of my tongue around the rose of her arse, Charlie’s body jerked her scream was muffled, as she buried her face into her soft white pillow. She shuffled and parted her legs a little more and pushed her arse back onto my probing tongue as I slid it into her arse.
Slowly she pushed her arse back and forth helping me to slide my tongue into and out of her gripping arse. As her cadence increased so did her breathing which was rasping in her throat. Charlie was lost in a new world of pleasure, grunting and groaning as my probing tongue entered and left her tight arse. Her back arched and she screamed into her pillow; “I’m coming, I’m coming Oh thank you this is wonderful.”
Charlie reached down and cupped her dripping cunt in her hand, she bucked her arse forcing my probing tongue deeper and deeper; “You can read my mind, you know what I want before I know it myself, I’m burning, my arse I feels like its on fire.” Charlie collapsed onto to her stomach. Her voice was muffled by the pillow into which she had buried her pretty face; “My cunt, my arse, my tits everything is tingling and burning. I can feel my cunt dripping onto the bed and you haven’t even touched it. I’m having sex with an alien who can read my mind. It’s wonderful, you’re wonderful, and sex with you is so special.”
Charlie sat up, grabbed my neck and kissed me fiercely before flopping onto her back her legs splayed still clutching her cunt. I gently removed her hand and lowered my mouth onto her wet cunt and lapped her delicious juices from it. “Oh my god you knew, you knew how much I wanted you to eat my cunt you’re remarkable. Wait until I tell Frankie she’ll go demented.”
My head jerked up from Charlie’s sweet cunt, my voice incredulous; “You’re going to tell Frankie what exactly?”
“That you made me come as hard as I’ve ever done in my life, when you put your tongue in my arse. She’ll be jealous as hell, she’s always fancied you, but never encouraged you, because she said that you’re a player. The Swordsman, she calls you. She’s coming tomorrow for my training session and a gossip. You’ll have to stay in bed out of the way.”
“So I’m staying overnight, being kept a prisoner, and locked in with no escape. I feel used.” I laughed into Charlie’s lovely gaping pink cunt.
Charlie was laughing when she told me, I was going nowhere. “I’ve found my own handsome Swordsman you have an enormous cock, and you know what I want, before I do. Why would I let you leave?”
I hoisted Charlie’s legs into the air, parted them and manoeuvred my cock to her cunts gaping entrance. As I thrust the bulbous throbbing head of my cock into her, she screamed; “Oh my god, it’s tearing me apart, stop, stop, stop!”
I didn’t comply instead, I pressed another two inches of my hard long cock into her tight slippery cunt, Charlie was panting and writhing on it, throwing her head from side to side, she cried out; “More push it in some more.” Charlie lifted her head and looked down, to see half of my cock was still poised to enter her gripping cunt.
Her eyes were wide as she staring down at my shaft embedded in her stretched cunt. “I’m already full to bursting and I’ve only taken half of it?” Her voice reflected her astonishment; “Slide it all into me I want to discover if I can accommodate it.”
As I slid the rest of my long cock into Charlie’s tight gripping cunt, she was panting hard and screaming; “All of it, I want to feel all of it inside me. Christ I think I’m going to choke on it.”
When our pubic bones collided Charlie was panting furiously and started wriggling her cunt on my cock; “Oh my god, I’m coming again, I can feel your cock stretching my cunt and sliding into my womb.”
Charlie raised her legs high into the air and was thrusting her hips up to grind my pubic bone onto her clit. She was going wild, her hands gripping my arse pulling me onto her wriggling pulsing cunt as she told me; “It feels like there’s an electric current running through me, it started deep inside my cunt ran though my stomach and made it jump and twitch, now its reached my tits, my nipples are getting pins and needles. It feels absolutely fantastic, it can’t be normal.”
I have fucked a few women in my time but I had never seen anyone orgasm like Charlie did. She threw her body around the bed for a full minute after she came, still wriggling on my cock buried to the hilt in her throbbing cunt. When I slowly withdrew it from her gripping slippery cunt Charlie came again, she grabbed my shaft with both hands, frantically trying to stuff it back in her cunt telling me; “I’ve been fucked for the first time in my life. This wasn’t lovemaking it was fucking, like animals do. Did you come?”
I told her I was saving that for later as I jumped from the bed with my stiff cock swinging, I asked Charlie; “Have you ever watched yourself being fucked?”
“No we always did it in the dark with the lights off I don’t remember ever seeing his cock. I know now, it wasn’t very big, nowhere near as big as yours.”
“Would you like to watch yourself riding on my cock in those mirrors?” I pointed to three huge mirrors fastened to the bedroom wall.
Charlie’s eyes were wide her expression wanton; “I can’t think of anything I’d enjoy more.” She jumped down from the bed, hefted my stiff cock in her hand, as she looked at our reflection in the mirrors. She cupped one of her large breasts in her hand and asked; “What do you think of these, they’re a bit on the big side aren’t they.”
“Nonsense you have a magnificent pair of tits, hard as iron. I was delighted to discover they weren’t silicone enhanced.”
Charlie smiled as she hefted both tits towards me; “So you’re a tit man?”
No I’m a Charlie man. You have fantastic tits, a great arse, hard body, great legs and a beautiful face.”
Charlie rushed towards me, her hard tits bouncing as she sprang into my arms; “You didn’t mention my cunt, what’s wrong with it.”
Nothing at all, it’s as tight as a mouse’s ear, not as wide as a motorway.” I told her as I carried her over to her dressing table and pushed the stool in front of the mirrors.
“I think that was a compliment but I’m not sure.” She said cuffing me round the ear, I’m so excited, my cunts dripping wet and tingling still.”
I sat on the stool and told Charlie to lower her cunt onto my cock; “You can watch yourself in the mirrors.” Charlie ran around the room her hard tits bouncing on her chest, she switched on every light, before she returned to look at herself in the mirror; “I can’t believe that I’m going to watch myself sliding your enormous cock in and out of my cunt, I’m so wet.”
As Charlie slowly lowered her cunt down, I move my cock a couple of inches and touched it against the entrance to her arse.” Charlie sprang into the air screaming; “Don’t you bloody dare, that bloody thing stretched my cunt to its limit. Putting it into my arse will have to wait until another day.”
I was delighted that she hadn’t dismissed the idea of getting fucked in her arse, merely vetoed it. I’d settle for that. After discovering how tight Charlie’s cunt was, her virgin arse, was going to be tighter still.
She grabbed hold of my cock and lowered herself onto it, very slowly. Charlie took a huge intake of breath as the bulbous head entered her tight slippery cunt. “Look no hands.” she said as she raised them and stared, into the mirror watching my cock sliding slowly into her gaping wet cunt; “God I’ve never seen anything so erotic in my life. This is like starring in a porn film, the best part is not only I can see your cock sliding into me, I can feel every inch as it stretches me.”
I reached round and cradled her large firm breast and began to massage them and tweak her hard nipples between my thumb and forefinger. Charlie’s reflection smiled back at me, as she told me I’d read her mind again, it was uncanny how I always knew.
As she settled my cock fully inside her tight cunt, she stated to straighten her legs and slide it out, her attention focussed on my cock glistening with her juices as it pulled on the lips of her cunt when it emerged; “I wish I could video this, it would be a best seller. I could show the tape to Frankie, she would love it.”
Just the mention of Frankie name quickened Charlie’s already heavy breathing. She threw her head back groaning loudly as she slid down onto my cock. She placed her hands over mine squashing them onto her rock hard tits. I put my hands over hers and helped her to massage her tits.
Charlie’s excitement mounted, I watched and could feel her squeezing her tits and nipples hard. She didn’t take her eyes from my cock as she slid it with greater urgency into her tight cunt. My hands moved down and parted the wet lips of her cunt, giving her a better view of my glistening cock as it slid rapidly in and out; “Isn’t my cunt a delicate shade of pink inside, I can see and feel my clit twitching.”
I removed Charlie right hand from her tit and guided it to her aching clit. Charlie gasped and her body shuddered when she first touched it gently; “You knew I wanted to do that, but I didn’t dare, you’re incredible.”
Whilst I held the wet lips of her cunt apart, Charlie’s trembling hand explored her aching slit, she rubbed her delicate fingers over her hard clit and screamed in delight. She almost stood up and slid my cock out of her pulsing cunt as she rubbed her fingers quicker over her clit I saw her stomach muscles tense and watched another shuddering orgasm assault her.
I went back to squeezing Charlie’s rock hard tits and nipples, whilst she frigged and explored her cunt with both hands. Bouncing up and down on my cock, as she pleasured herself. Charlie was in a world of pure pleasure, wriggling her arse, and bouncing on my cock, not for a second did she take her eyes from the mirror. Her tiny hand rubbed her slit and clit, quicker and quicker.
We were both sweating profusely I stood her up, withdrew my cock from her cunt, positioning her at right angles to the mirror and bent her body forward before thrusting my cock rapidly back inside her; “I’m coming again.” Charlie cried out. “I’ve never come so hard in my life, I can feel it trickling out of my cunt and down my thighs it’s delicious.”
I gripped her hips and slammed my long cock deep into her cunt, exploding my warm semen deep inside her; “You’ve come, I can feel your cock jerking and your come spurting. Your cocks so long its coming straight into my womb I can feel the head of your cock in there, Frankie will be so jealous.”
Once again the mention of Frankie brought on another orgasm; “Oh my god, I’m coming again.” Her body shook violently as she wriggled her arse manoeuvring my cock around inside her. Once her orgasm subsided I picked Charlie up and carried her still impaled on my throbbing cock over to the bed. We both collapsed onto it panting and sweating. Charlie lay quite still cradled in my arms.
As my cock softened and slowly slid from her come filled cunt I flopped onto my back. I felt her begin to stir and shuffle on the bed, I saw the tension returned to the large muscles in her back; “If you straddle my face, I can lick your cunt clean while you suck my cock.”
Charlie spun round to face me; “You knew, you bloody read my mind again. I’ve never tasted semen, and you knew that I was desperate to.”
Charlie quickly positioned her cunt over my mouth she grabbed my semi stiff cock and popped it into her mouth, sucking on its head noisily slurping as if it was an iced lolly.
As I licked the mixture of my semen and juices from her delicious cunt, Charlie began to grind it onto my face, still sucking furiously on my cock pausing to tell me; “I’m going to come again, I’ve lost count how many times this is, my cunts twitching and tingling.”
Her firm tanned arse was wriggling as her orgasm overtook her. I slid a couple of wet fingers into her wriggling arsehole and explored it. Charlie’s back arched and she writhed on the fingers probing her arse whilst my tongue lapped at her clit, she came in my mouth, shouting; “Your cocks hard again, will you push a little of it into my arse, not all of it, I think that would kill me, Christ I’m such a whore.”
I stood at the end of the bed and pulled Charlie down onto my throbbing cock; “Look to your right Charlie and you can watch my cock as it slides into your arse.”
“I’m such a slut,” Charlie announced staring hard at the mirror.
Your just curious and randy as hell, you want to know what it will feel like.” I pushed my cock into her slippery cunt.
She responded “God that’s still so tight, lord knows what your cock will feel like in my arse, it’s bloody huge.”
As I presented it to the tiny rose of Charlie’s virgin arse her body was quivering. I told her that she could still change her mind; “No, it’s going to hurt like hell, I know that and I’m ready for it, just do it.”
I pushed and pushed my cock against the dark wrinkled entrance to Charlie’s arse but it fiercely resisted all my attempts to penetrate it. Suddenly without warning her dark rose opened and swallowed my cock. I watched as the head of my cock and a couple of inches of shaft disappeared into Charlie’s bowel, she cried out in pain; “Christ almighty that hurts more than childbirth. No more please it already feels like your arm is jammed in my arse.”
Charlie was shivering as she puffed and panted rapidly; “It’s just like giving birth only in a different place. I saw her reach down and begin to rub her slippery cunt furiously telling me; “That’s much better its distracting me.”
After about thirty seconds of stimulation Charlie started to climax again wriggling her arse to move the head of my cock around in her gripping arse; “I’m coming again, my arse is burning, my cunt is contacting trying to grip your cock but it can’t because it’s stuck in my arse. Isn’t this is wonderful?”
Her wiggling arse made my cock begin to twitch and jerk Charlie felt my cock twitching; “You’re going to come in my arse, I was desperate to know what that would feel like and you’re going to show me.”
My balls were twitching and cock jerked repeatedly as I shot jet after jet of semen into Charlie’s gripping arse. Charlie came immediately she felt my warm semen spurting into her bowel, her back arched as if to welcome each jet of come coating her arse. She fell forward dragging my cock out of her tight arse, and buried her face into the pillow.
I realised that Charlie was sobbing and rushed to comfort her apologising profusely for hurting her. Charlie raised her tear stained face and kissed me tenderly, smiling at me. You’ve known my every thought and feeling, since the minute we first met, but you’ve got this so wrong; “I’m crying because I’m happy and fulfilled.”
Charlie told me I had made her feel desirable again, a woman who was lusted after. Her husband, made her feel like his business partner, sex was a chore with no affection, no lust and very little pleasure; “Being with you is fascinating, you seemed to know everything about me. You’ve treated me like a goddess and pleasured me as if your life depended on it. Please stay tonight and teach me some more, I’d love that?”
I told her that I didn’t have to go back to work for three more days, but I’d have to go home to collect some clothes. I only had my sports gear and the clothes I was wearing when I arrived. Charlie told me that I was the same height and build as her husband, and he had wardrobes full of clothing he’d never worn. She was certain I’d find something I liked, that would fit.
We lay on the bed kissing and fondling each other for almost an hour before Charlie told me she was starving. She got up and took me to the bathroom where we had fun showering together playfully. Then she led me to her husband’s dressing room, telling me to find something smart casual to wear, we were going out for a meal. “I’m a rubbish cook.”
The dressing room was huge, it contained row upon row of designer label clothing all in my sizes. I selected brand new a pair of Hugo Boss blue jeans, a light blue Hugo Boss sports shirt, a black Armani leather jacket and a pair of casual loafers, everything even the shoes, fitted perfectly. When I walked back into the bedroom, Charlie wolf whistled, telling me the clothing look better on me than they would have on her husband. She complimented me on my choices.
I looked at her and realised that we were dressed alike, Charlie had chosen to wear a pair of skin tight blue jeans a light blue silk blouse and black leather jacket and loafers. We both started laughing, Charlie told me; “You and I have some sort of weird connection, you know what I like, what I adore even what I would have chosen for you to wear. What next. Tell me where we are going to eat?”
“An Italian somewhere I guess?”
Charlie burst into fits of laughter as she escorted me downstairs she asked; “Do you want to drive the Ferrari or the Punto? If it’s the Ferrari you can’t have a drink.”
I asked her what colour the Ferrari’s were.
“One’s Red as you know, the others Yellow, which would I prefer?”
I told her the Red Ferrari every time she’d always hated the Yellow one. Charlie covered her mouth as it gaped, asking how I could possibly know that. I pointed out her kitchen was Ferrari Red and I hadn’t seen anything Yellow in the house, not even a painting. She threw me the keys as we walked arm in arm to the front door. Charlie closed the door behind us but didn’t lock it, I asked if she was: “It locks automatically thirty seconds after closing and then sets the alarm. We walked across to a huge six car garage the doors opened slowly as we approached them revealing the two Ferrari’s squatting side by side.
I was like a dog with two dicks as I opened the passenger door for Charlie, then ran round to the other side and clambered into the driving seat. I fired up the huge engine, and revved it a couple of times, glorying in the noise reverberating around the garage; “You just like a bloody kid with a brand new toy.” She rebuked me still smiling, “Come on lets go.”
I dropped the clutch, and the Ferrari shot out of the garage onto the pebbled drive, throwing stones up as it struggled to find grip. “To the bottom of the drive then turn left and slow down this isn’t a race.” She reprimanded me.
The drive to the restaurant took five minutes, when we entered a man I presumed was the owner rushed over to greet Charlie; “Mrs Dicks how wonderful to see you, welcome, please take a seat, I’ll have a table in a few minutes.
The man who Charlie who addressed as Alberto and kissed on both cheeks, hurried into the restaurant, he returned less than a minute later to show us to our table in a quiet corner. He handed us the Menu and told us what the specials were, before asking if we would like to order wine. Charlie ordered for a bottle of still water.
We both ordered the same Pasta dish which made Charlie smile and raise her eyebrows. Whilst we were waiting for our meal to arrive, Charlie asked me to tell her a little bit about myself. I told her I had received my Decree Absolute in the post today. I lived alone in a poky little flat about the size of her kitchen and was self employed freelancing as a Private Investigator for a large company. Conversation was difficult, constantly interrupted by Alberto who fussed over Charlie, asking several times if everything was to her satisfaction.
We finished our meal, which Alberto insisted was on the house, and drove back to Charlie’s palatial mansion. Reluctantly I parked the Ferrari in the garage and walked to the front door. We went straight to the kitchen where our clothing was still in heaps on the floor Charlie grabbed the bottle of wine and glasses and ushered me straight to her bedroom.
I walked to the left side of the bed Charlie to the right asking; “How on earth do you know which side I sleep on?” I replied I didn’t anticipate a lot of sleeping was going to occur, so it didn’t really matter which side of the bed we got in. “You don’t want to sleep, you want me to fuck you until you’re exhausted and you fall asleep?”
“Too bloody true. I want you to fuck me into oblivion and when Frankie asks me tomorrow, what the hell happened to me, I’ll tell her everything.” Charlie dived naked under the Duvet laughing uproariously. When I clambered in beside her Charlie disappeared under the Duvet grasped my semi stiff cock and popped it into her mouth.
Charlie’s muffled voice from under the Duvet, asked if she was performing this delightful service correctly. I assured her she was, and threw the Duvet onto the floor. Charlie removed my stiff cock from her mouth and asked why I had I had thrown the Duvet off, was I too warm; “I want to watch you sucking my cock. I want to look down at your curvaceous, toned body, rock hard tits and beautiful round arse, as you wriggle about pleasuring me. I ought to be videoing you, to show to Frankie in the morning.”
Charlie scrambled up the bed to kneel astride me, kiss me hard, and holding my face in her hands, looking straight in the eyes, she asked; “Was everything you said about my body true, do you really mean that.”
I replied; “Charlie you have wasted years of your life, living with a blind idiot. He didn’t see that he already had a real live beautiful and sexy woman sharing his bed. Most men would kill to lie where I am now.”
Tiny tears appeared in Charlie’s eyes as she told me; “You say the most beautiful things to me. I have never been so happy in my life. I have never felt special or sexy before, and I want you make love to me please I adore you.”
Charlie flopped onto the bed beside me with her head on my chest. I jumped from the bed and pushed it alongside the three huge full length wall mirrors. I jumped back into bed and lifted Charlie astride me telling her I would like to watch her mount my cock and ride on it whilst my hands, fingers and tongue probe every crease and fold of her delightfully hard body; “Just watching your hard tits bounce, as you ride on my cock, would be as sexy as anything I could imagine.”
We wrecked the bed, and would have woken the neighbours had there been any we fucked and pleasured each other until the early hours of the morning.
I woke with the sun streaming through the windows Charlie was standing over me stroking my limp cock. She had showered but was still dripping wet. I watched the tiny droplets of water running down her tanned lithe body, some dripped onto the carpet from her long hard nipples. “God you’re so sexy. What a wonderful sight to wake up to.” My cock immediately sprang to a hard erection I leapt from the bed grabbed Charlie around her slim waist and bent her forward over the end of the bed; “Mrs Dicks, I’m going to shove my dick deep into your cunt, and I’m going to fuck you until you scream for me to stop.”
“Stop it, stop it.” Charlie laughed and cried out as I slid my cock deep inside her; “Frankie will be here in half an hour.”
“She’s welcome to watch, or I could fuck her when I’m finished with you.”
Charlie who was intently watching my cock slide in and out of her slippery and receptive cunt in the mirrors, asked; “You’d fuck Frankie?”
I replied; “Who wouldn’t, her body is probably as hard as yours, her tits are like cannonballs and like you, she has a great arse. She pretty, but you win that contest, because you’re beautiful, but she isn’t half bad. She’s as fit as a butcher’s dog, and she has got to be a great fuck.”
Fifteen minutes later, and two for orgasms for Charlie, we both ran into the shower. Charlie jumped into her training gear and ran downstairs to admit Frankie at the gates. “Stay in the bedroom, until Frankie’s gone.” Charlie shouted, as she sprinted down the staircase.
I slipped on a pair of boxer shorts and sat on the end of the bed watching Good Morning Television, Lorraine Kelly was a bit weighty, but definitely worth shagging. I pictured giving Lorraine one and listening to her Scottish accent demanding more.
What I didn’t expect was Frankie, walking into the room stark bollock naked; “Good morning Swordsman.” She said smiling broadly; “I hear I’ve got tits like cannonballs, a great arse. I am as fit as a butcher’s dog and you wouldn’t mind giving me one, is that right?”
I scanned Frankie’s hard naked body open mouthed, her short black hair framed and flattered her pretty face. Her tits truly were as hard and as round as cannonballs with huge dark brown aureoles and long nipples. Frankie’s stomach was like a washboard with prominent abs. Her hips broad and her legs went on forever until they reached her cunt. I saw the top of her thighs didn’t come together. I could put my arm through the gap beneath her crotch and not touch either thigh.
Frankie was built to fuck. She stood legs slightly parted, looking down at me, and asked; “Well Swordsman, would you still like to fuck me? Close your mouth you’re gawping, it isn’t attractive.”
I stood up; “Just name the day and the place.”
Frankie glanced down at the bulge in my boxers telling me; “Right here, right now, is fine by me, if Charlie’s left me anything. Can I have a look, at what’s on the menu?” Frankie was smiling broadly, pointing at my stiff cock which was trying to burst from my borrowed boxer shorts. I dropped the boxers to the floor and kicked them away. Frankie’s smile broadened; ” I’m impressed, sit down on the stool in front of the mirrors Swordsman, I think I’d prefer to help myself like Charlie did.”
I sat on the stool facing the mirrors as I had done with Charlie; “We both get the same view.” Frankie observed as she walked over to me. As she lowered her cunt onto my rampant cock, she told me; “This had better be good, the trailer was excellent, the main event should be better.”
Frankie’s cunt was nearly as tight as Charlie’s and it was sopping wet, she slid it onto my cock. Almost growling as she felt it stretching her; “Not bad at all Swordsman you get top billing so far.” Frankie paused, a couple of times to accommodate the unexpected length and girth of my hard long cock. Satisfied that could accommodate all of it. She swayed her hips and manoeuvred it around in her gripping cunt. She clasped her hands around my neck and kissed me hard, her breathing rasped in her throat, as she demanded; “Give it to me Swordsman, hot and hard, pinch my nipples and squeeze my tits.”
I dropped my mouth onto one of her cannonball hard tits and chewed her long nipple, gripping her other tit in my hand I squeezed it and rubbed her nipple between my fingers. Frankie went berserk, plunging my cock into her wet cunt with renewed ferocity: “Come on Swordsman, shove your cock into my womb and paint the ceiling. Stop knocking on the door, smash your way inside it and come. You did it for Charlie; show me what that feels like, I’m desperate to know.”
Frankie was thrusting her cunt hard onto my cock urging me on for almost two minutes. She was gasping and wriggling her ass as her cunt gripped and massaged it. God this girl is good I thought as her tight cunt continued to squeeze my cock. Frankie gripped me around my neck and kissed me probing my mouth with her flickering tongue. As she held my face in her hands and looked straight at me, her body was still as she smiled at me. That is some cock you have there Swordsman it’s delicious, keep still while my cunt gobbles it up.”
Frankie’s pretty face was inches from my own her breathing was rapid and her cannonball tits heaved. The pupils of her eyes were so dilated they appeared to be almost black. She was smiling at me as her cunt began its work, gripping and tugging at my cock moving it around inside her. I gasped and groaned as her cunt toyed with my cock.
Frankie was grinning at the look of astonishment on my face; “Never had a girl do that to your cock before have you Swordsman. I’ve spend hours working on the Pelvic Floor machine, was all that hard work worthwhile?”
I kissed Frankie hard as I thrilled in the experience; “Fucking Hell Frankie! My cock feels like it’s in your mouth, your cunt’s sucking me off.”
Frankie laughed; “I might let you put it in mouth later, now lets get on with the job in hand, I want to feel you cock in my womb do you think you can manage that Swordsman.”
I stood up with my cock still embedded in Frankie gripping cunt, and bent her forwards, slid my cock completely out of her slippery cunt. Then plunged it hard into her, smashing my hips into her hard arse; “Fucking hell, your there Swordsman you did it, now paint the ceiling before you leave, I want you to come in my womb, I want to feel your come spraying into it.”
Frankie wriggled her arse trying to jamb my throbbing cock deeper into her womb. My cock started to pulse and spray sperm into god knows where. Frankie was writhing around on my cock panting and groaning, sweat glistened on her back her cunt gripped my cock harder then ever as she had her orgasm. Slowly she slid my cock into and out of her slippery cunt my semen had mixed with her juices, and began to trickle down her legs.
Frankie scooped it up with her fingers and popped them into her mouth sucking them clean; “You certainly lived up to your billing Swordsman that was the best fuck I’ve had in a long time.”
Frankie slid my glistening cock from her still pulsing cunt, turned and squatted down, and took it greedily into her mouth, sucking our combined juices from it. When she completed the task she stood up and kissed me fiercely telling me; “Thank you that was memorable, I always wondered if you’d be any good. Your very good, fantastic actually my best fuck ever.”
Frankie walked out of the room without another word. Charlie entered the bedroom seconds later, she stooped to pick up a small camera, smiling broadly as she told me; “I remembered the video camera this time, we can all watch it back later, on the big screen TV in cinema screen. Would you like to take us both out for lunch?” It’s Frankie’s day off, she having a shower, shall we go and join her.”
Charlie took her sports gear off and threw it on the floor, she held out her hand, and she led me to what she described as, the guests bedroom on the first floor. It was only slightly smaller than Charlie’s room but equally as elegant. She led me through an open door it a wet room. Frankie stood in the centre of the room as water cascaded down from the ceiling, also from three shower heads let into the wall. Giggling Charlie ran to join Frankie under the warm water.
I just stood and looked at the pair of them, naked their matching hard bodies covered in droplets of water were magnificent. They looked like two athletes, both of their bodies were hard and supple. They took it in turns to soap the others delicious body, lingering to tantalising their breasts, arse and cunt with their soapy small hands.
I couldn’t take my eyes off the pair of them, covered in soap suds and seemingly oblivious to my presence. They stepped back under the water, and began to wash away the foaming soap suds. Frankie stood behind Charlie massaging her breasts and squeezing her hard nipples, whilst Charlie reached back, her small hands toyed with Frankie’s delicious educated cunt.
They changed places Frankie played with Charlie’s tight cunt, while Charlie tugged on her long nipples and squeezed her cannonball hard breasts. Both of them had their eyes closed revelling in the others touch. My cock was as hard as iron as it jumped and twitched. I stepped under the water, dropped to my knees and buried my face into Frankie’s delicious cunt. Frankie grabbed my hair and guided my mouth to her slit and clit.
I reached round and toyed with Charlie’s gaping cunt, stimulating her clit hard. Frankie’s arse was bucking as her orgasm approached it was colliding with my hand forcing my fingers into Charlie’s tight cunt. Frankie was groaning, bucking and grinding her cunt onto my probing tongue and mouth. I pinched her clit between my lips and sucking and milking it between my lips; “Charlie I’m coming Chris is sucking my clit into his mouth, just like a baby feeding on its mothers nipple. Its mind blowing, my cunt’s pulsing and rippling inside. God he’s good, I’ve never experienced anything like this.”
They quickly changed places I sucked Charlie’s clit into my mouth and repeated the process while I fingered Frankie’s slippery cunt and stimulated her clit. In less that a minute both their bodies were twitching and their legs were shaking as they achieved orgasm together. Groaning and clutching at each others body I felt Frankie thrusting her fingers hard into Charlie’s arse forcing her hips to jerk forward onto my mouth.
They grabbed each other tightly face to face jumping up and down in delight, describing their feelings to each other, as their hard tits ground against the others, it was an unbelievable sight.
Finally they turned their attention to me, they apologised for ignoring me, the man who had given them so much pleasure. Together they applied soap to my aching body. Charlie soaped my throbbing prick whilst Frankie soaped and probed my arse with her tiny fingers. Charlie told Frankie I was going to come soon and they ought to share the final task of finishing me off.
Frankie joined Charlie kneeling in front of my hard bouncing cock. It was unbelievable Frankie took my cock in her mouth while Charlie sucked and licked my balls my legs almost buckled.
They agreed they would share my come equally, and slid their mouths up and down each side of my shaft simultaneously as each one toyed with one of my ball tugging and stretching my sack. When I could take no more, they kissed open mouthed their tongues fluttering in and out of the others mouth, tantalising the head of my throbbing cock at the same time.
Semen pulsed from the tip of my cock spurting repeatedly into their receptive mouths. They both looked up at me mouths open tongues out coated with my sticky thick semen. Then they kissed probing the others mouth, sharing their saliva and my semen. At the same time they were furiously frigging the others cunt and clit. They both came again and collapsed panting and groaning onto the tiled floor of the wet room.
As the pair lay panting, flat on their back, I could see my sticky thick semen, oozing from their cunts, their hard tits were heaving. Charlie was the first to speak asking Frankie; “Was there ever a better workout that that? He could run classes.” Frankie playfully slapped my semi stiff cock, replying; “The Swordsman’s ours, were not sharing him with anyone, except each other. Charlie was laughing as she said; I’ve worked up quite an appetite, I’m bloody starving, we ought to go get some lunch then come back here and share desert.” Charlie and Frankie grabbed tight hold of my cock and laughed hysterically.
There has to be a sequel to this story, any suggestions?