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Chapter 2 Dining Room Ecstasy
“Good, you’re multi-orgasmic. That means you’re sexually mature,” whispered Charlie in the dark room surprised at Charlotte’s capability to climax. “I wanted you to have a memorable experience. Am I your first lover, Charlotte?”
Charlie worried that he was laying it on too thick. According to his wife, Toni, Charlotte was an all A student, anything but stupid. Still she was young and inexperienced with all the insecurities that implied. Being told she could come like a Latina slut was just what she needed to hear.
“Yes, Mr. Kenwood,” replied Charlotte deciding that Rory the boy she’d gone into the closet with at Carolyn’s birthday party didn’t count. She let him French kiss her and feel her titties but as soon as she’d placed her hand on his penis he had ejaculated. He’d been so embarrassed he’d hastily zipped his pants and lead her from the darkened closet.
Later, Charlotte had gotten emails that Rory had told his buddies Charlotte had begged to suck his cock and she’d almost choked on it she was so eager. Charlotte had considered beating the living shit out of Rory then twisting his balls until he admitted he was lying. She wisely discarded the notion, realizing male exaggerations of their sexual exploits was just something a girl had to live with.
Charlotte took a deep breath and closed her eyes as Mr. Kenwood braced his hands on her thighs. She moaned as his thumbs parted her labia.
Mr. Kenwood said this should be memorable thought Charlotte. He’s right. I’ll have to remember the details and write them in my diary. Mr. Charles L. Kenwood is the first man to provide me oral sex. I’ll have to find out what the L stands for so I can enter his full name. I already know the date, time, and location, the Kenwood’s formal dining room at 1286 Prospect Avenue. I’m sitting in an Early American captain’s chair that has a blue and gold chintz seat. I can hear a grandfather clock ticking in the entryway. I can feel his manly hands on my thighs and his warm breath on my pussy. Oh shit that feels good realized Charlotte as Charlie’s mouth and tongue surrounded her clitoris.
“Wonderful, it feels wonderful,” said Charlotte in the dark able to see only the vague outline of Charlie’s head as he licked and sucked her sex.
“I’m going to put my finger inside you. You’re very wet,” said Charlie poising his index finger at the entrance to Charlotte’s vagina.
“Go ahead. Finger me. Do it,” whispered Charlotte moving slightly forward to signal her eagerness. Charlotte felt slight discomfort as the finger traveled the path blazed by her hairbrush. Suck it up. Charlotte told herself. It’s supposed to hurt the first time.
She is one hot little piece of tail thought Charlie as he applied the skills he learned from the hundreds of women he’d had oral sex with over the years. I love the way her pussy is grabbing at my finger, the dirty little slut. She’s going to be as big a whore as her mother. I can feel the muscles in her pussy contracting. I wish Toni were here to show her how dykes munch rug. I’d bet by the end of the school year, half of Maplewood High had been inside your pants, Charlotte Simmons.
This is true ecstasy thought Charlotte allowing the pleasure of the experience to sweep over her in ever increasing waves. I am going to orgasm so big I better stuff my fist in my mouth to keep from screaming. I wish Mr. Kenwood and I were somewhere we could make love for days. He could teach me everything there is to know about sex.
Now for the ultimate test for a young slut thought Charlie wetting the fingers of his free hand in Charlotte’s sex. She’s a juice pumper. You couldn’t get thirsty sucking lube out of her snatch. And that cunt of hers is squeezing my fingers like a nutcracker.
Time to separate the whores from the wantabes thought Charlie as he placed the soft pad of his finger against Charlotte’s sphincter and applied a small amount of pressure.
“Oh fuck yes, go inside me, Mr. Kenwood,” whispered Charlotte changing her position slightly to press against the finger at her backdoor. Charlotte had read in the sex manual that her classmate Carolyn had found and circulated among the eight grade girls that oral sex was greatly enhanced by the insertion of a finger into the anus. That manual was so fucking correct realized Charlotte reacting to the pressure of Charlie’s finger against the crinkled pink tissue of her anus.
“Only dirty whores and sluts want a man to stick a finger up their ass,” responded Charlie testing whether Charlotte would respond to profanity and humiliation. In his experience, women reacted positively to dirty talk. Toni loved for him to call her filthy names.
“I’m a dirty ass whore. Stick your finger in my ass,” said Charlotte in a voice communicating her urgent need to have Charlie’s index finger in her rectum.
“If I stick my finger in your shithole, you have to lick it clean,” said Charlie excited at Charlotte’s response. So far she had passed every test with flying colors. Charlie was beginning to wonder exactly where her limits were.
“I’ll suck it, please,” whimpered Charlotte.
“Even if it’s covered with shit,” asked Charlie?
“Yes, I’m a dirty whore who’ll lick your shit covered finger,” said Charlotte in the throes of young passion.
Charlie pushed his finger past Charlotte’s sphincter causing her to exhale at the initial discomfort.
“God, that feels wonderful,” half lied Charlotte. It hurt but she wanted the hurt.
Charlie worked the finger into Charlotte’s asshole as his other hand fingered her vagina and his mouth performed orally in Charlotte’s clit and labia.
“Lick your pussy juice off my fingers, slut,” said Charlie removing them from Charlotte’s vagina and putting them in Charlotte’s mouth. He was surprised at the eagerness Charlotte exhibited.
“Delicious,” said Charlotte tasting herself.
“Now, the other,” said Charlie swapping hands.
“I love the smell,’ whispered Charlotte sucking on a finger that had been inside her rectum.
“It’s time for the dirty little whore to come,” said Charlie increasing his pace.
I could smell and taste my own shit on his fingers thought Charlotte as she sensed the approach of her orgasm. Mr. Kenwood called me a dirty whore then proved to me I am one. Oh God this is going to be the best orgasm ever.
Charlotte stuffed her fist in her mouth to keep from screaming as she climaxed. Mr. Kenwood sucked and pulled at her clit and labia as she writhed and convulsed in the chair.
“I want to suck your cock, Mr. Kenwood,” said Charlotte as soon as she had recovered enough from her orgasm to regain her breath. Earlier when the girls were discussing who had gone the farthest with a boy, Charlotte discovered she was the least sexually experienced. The other girls except for Patty all claimed to have put a boy’s cock in their mouth and swallowed his ejaculate.
“I was only eleven when I sucked my cousin Herman off at my Aunt Carol’s wedding. I drank two glasses of wine then blew him in the coat room. He was my first,” said Celeste earlier staking her claim to be the most sexually experienced. “Since then I have sucked seven other cocks including the pharmacist at Walgreens. That was the only way he’d sell me a pack of cigarettes, but he was really cute and he was huge. I could barely get him in my mouth.”
“Yeah, that would be great,” said Charlie wondering how he had won the fourteen-year-old blowjob lottery. “It’s your turn to kneel down. I’ll just sit down in this chair and spread my legs. Kneel between them.”
“You’ll have to tell me what to do. I’ve never sucked anyone off before,” said Charlotte.
“You want to make this really special, Charlotte?” asked Charlie.
“Yes, I’ll do anything.”
“If I lift my legs will you use your mouth on my asshole? Lick it first then kiss it and try to stick your tongue up my butt. I want you to tongue fuck my shit hole. Will you do that?” said Charlie once again testing the novice fellatrice’s limits.
“Yes, lift your legs,” said Charlotte.
As soon as Charlie opened the path to his sphincter, he felt Charlotte’s strong hands part his butt cheeks. Her mouth burrowed into the narrow space forcing her lips onto the ring of brown flesh. Her lips massaged the small circle as her tongue licked its center. Charlie felt the muscles of his sphincter relax and the tip of Charlotte’s tongue pass inside.
“That’s wonderful, Charlotte. You are so mature for your age,” said Charlie thinking of a number of grown women who’d refused to rim his butthole.
“What’s this called?” asked Charlotte after a few minutes of determined probing of Charlie’s sphincter.
“Rimming, anilingus, sucking butt, tossing the salad, playing the rusty trombone, there are others,” said Charlie. “You’re doing a terrific job. You will be a terrific lay.”
“Thank you, Mr. Kenwood,” said Charlotte eager to learn.
“Now that you’ve got my backdoor wet, I want you to suck my cock. Put two fingers in my butt to massage my prostate. Keep them there while you suck me off,” said Charlie.
“What do I do now? I’ve never sucked a cock,” said Charlotte doing as Mr. Kenwood instructed. His saliva coated sphincter easily yielded to Charlotte’s digits. Instinctively, she found the walnut sized gland and rubbed it causing Charlie to stifle a moan.
“You’re fabulous,” said Charlotte focusing on the sensation.
“Thank you, Mr. Kenwood. What’s next?”
“As they say, blow is only an expression. Start by licking the end of my cock. And keep your teeth off my cock.”
“Like this,” asked Charlotte passing her tongue around the mushroom head?
“Exactly, now lick up and down the narrow ridge of skin along the bottom of my cock. Ah, that’s perfect. Take one of my balls in your mouth and very gently suck it like it was an egg you didn’t want to break. Now do the other one. Tongue my ball sack like a cat licking a pat of butter.”
“How am I doing?” asked Charlotte after she had carefully completed each task.
“Terrific, you’re a natural. Now put your mouth around the head of my cock.”
“Like this?”
“That’s perfect. Use the tip of your tongue to tickle my piss hole,” said Charlie starting to feel the pressure in his testicles rise.
Charlotte formed the end of her tongue into a point and pushed it against the small hole. A slight hint of a salty substance excited her pallet.
“You’ll come in my mouth, please?” asked Charlotte expressing her desire to catch up to the other girls.
“I sure will. Now while you’re fingering my asshole with one hand and stroking my shaft with the other, keep my cock head in your mouth. Lick it and suck it going further down until it reaches the back of your mouth,” said Charlie. “If you can control your gag reflex, push my cock into your throat. Girls that can take it down their throat are very special. It can take a lot of practice to master the gag reflex so don’t feel bad if you choke.”
“Am I doing it right?” asked Charlotte after a few minutes had passed. She’d choked a few times before she managed the trick of breathing through her nose as she relaxed her throat.
“Great, I’m just going to relax and enjoy it. Just keep at it. You’re doing an outstanding job,” said Charlie.
Three minutes later, Charlie started breathing hard and moaning.
“I’m going to blow,” whispered Charlie.
Charlotte felt a hand being placed on the back of her head holding her in place. Charlie gave out a short muffled cry and Charlotte felt a warm fluid land on the back of her tongue. She moved it around in her mouth savoring the taste before she swallowed.
“Thank you so much, Mr. Kenwood,” said Charlotte when they were done.
“You want a drink of water to wash your mouth out?” asked Charlie.
“No, I like the taste,” said Charlotte.
***
“Where have you been?” asked a sleepy Toni as Charlie climbed back in bed.
“Helping Charlotte Simmons acquire half virgin status,” said Charlie.
“Cradle robbing bastard, you know her father is 6’6” and ex Army special forces,” said Toni snuggling up to her husband’s back. “Tell me all about it.”
“That girl is a total slut. She rimmed my ass and I’m not all that clean. Sucking on my brown hole didn’t bother her in the least. She sucked me off and swallowed a hot load like a twenty-dollar street whore. She told me she like the taste. Nothing fazed her.”
“Did you fuck her?” asked Toni.
“No, I didn’t think she was on the pill and my rubbers are here by the bed. I didn’t want to get her pregnant,” said Charlotte.
“Strange, of all Celeste’s friends, she is the best mannered and polite. Unlike the others she doesn’t expect to be waited on. She doesn’t complain all the time like Celeste. Tonight, she even helped me to clean up in the kitchen. Something Celeste wouldn’t consider doing,” said Toni.
“Did you feel her up when she was helping you?” asked Charlie.
“No, of course not,” said Toni.
“Should have, she is one hot piece of ass,” said Charlie. “And she is ready to learn.”
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