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Chapter 18: The Virgin Fulfilled, Part 1, Any Regrets?
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Sliding my eyes sideways, in the mirrors I see him, caging me beneath his body in the be-candled light, face hidden behind my thighs, but wisps of his golden hair spilling over.His free hand slips between my labia, splaying them for his attention, exposing my aching bud and making my pussy gape. In the mirror, I see his head lower, then move and undulate, as he licks and chews at my mound. Moaning uselessly through the cock gagging my mouth, I squirm and writhe, but fastened as I am under Michael, there is nowhere to move.Beyond Michael in the mirror, my Master´s lean frame stands over us. He strokes his erection, twitching hard against his flat abdomen, his gaze alternating between Michael´s head between my legs and his rump above my face. Then he catches sight of me watching him in the mirrors, my eyes slanted sideways, face pinned by the thick shaft in my mouth. He watches me, studying my expression, enjoying my reaction to Michael´s working of my warming sex. My enjoyment
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As the glitter fades, I have a final moment as my Master cums and spurts. His cream jets, hot over my lips and tongue, and as my mouth fills my pussy leaps again. I convulse, a paroxysm of pleasure once more rippling through me.The cock in my mouth juddering and dripping, my pounding cunt clenching and pulsating, I scream. My hands flail, snatching at whatever is in reach: my Master´s thighs. My pelvis bucks and jerks and I find myself whooping and laughing. It is so good, I don´t know what else to do.I am still laughing as my Master pulls away from me and joins Michael, now sitting by me, watching my performance with a sparkling smile."I trust all was in order my Lady?" he asks. Michael is not generally talkative, so I feel that I have made an impression.I lie back, limp, exhausted but grinning like an idiot. "You could say that." My Master looks amused. "You´re going to wear us both out Charlotte. Perhaps we should eat?"We order food. Steak. Salad. Delicious little
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I hover on the edge of orgasm, dancing over the precipice and not quite ready to fall. Michael, still watching me, winks, and reaches for something. Before I have time to register what it is, there is a buzzing and he slips a vibe between the two of us and then down between my legs.He is no longer grinding me, but his shaft still fills my sopping cunt. And, as I am filled at the front and being pumped to the rear, Michael touches my clit with the vibe.Searing pleasure blasts through my body, taking me with it. Blind to everything except the sheer intensity of the sensations flowing through me, I am helpless to do anything but convulse and writhe. My Master´s arms lock around me, pinning mine, holding me while Michael torments-pleasures my swollen and now explosive clit. I scream. And cum.My loss of control is total. Blind to everything except the pulsating volcano of my core, my spasming belly and thighs, my clenching cunt and palpitating clit, I thrash uselessly against my
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I check my contacts and tap the right one on my phone.After a few moments, it connects, and I hear my favourite voice."Charlotte! How lovely to hear from you. How are you?"I´m fine Master. How are you?""All the better for hearing from you. What can I do for my favourite ex-virgin?""Well I´m taking a few days off, and I was wondering... are you and Michael free this weekend?"There is a pause. "I am certainly free for you, Charlotte. And I don´t doubt that Michael will make himself available. For the avoidance of doubt, can I ask why?""I´d just like to spend some time with you again."There is another pause. "Just time, or for...more? Don´t misunderstand. I just want to be sure that I am not making any assumptions.""Oh, I´d like us all to have some fun together, Master."There is a definite upturn in my Master´s voice. I can almost hear him smiling. "Alright, Charlotte. So how would you like to spend the weekend? Just with me and Michael or..." His voice trail
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Michael rises, disengaging from me, and slapping me on the rump, then he flips me over onto my back. His strength always surprises me. He´s not particularly tall but is powerfully built, broad-shouldered and muscular. He turns me over with no obvious effort, sending a rush of arousal through me. Looking up from my bed of fur, Michael is kneeling to one side of me, my Master behind him, still lounging in his chair. Both are watching me and I feel I should give them something to watch.Holding the gaze of first one, then the other, I stroke my breasts, cupping and caressing, massaging the smooth pale skin. Tracing the curves with my fingers, I outline my soft white mounds, circling my nipples, now beginning to stand proud, hard little buds, rosy in the amber light.Arching my back, I semi-part my knees, inviting Michael in. His head tilts, eyes on me as smiling, he unbuttons his shirt and cuffs. Fascinated, I watch the play of the candles on the contours of his muscles, gleaming w
Buying Charlotte Chapter 24: The Virgin´s Holiday, Part 3, No Car?
We sit around the table to eat an excellent boeuf bourguignon, chatting."So why the train station Charlotte?" asks my Master. "Don´t misunderstand. We´re both very happy to collect you, but, no car yet?"I shrug. "Oh I´d like one but I´m trying to be sensible with my money, and a car is something I just can´t afford right now. I´m fine on the train."My Master looks puzzled. "Er, well, I´ve a pretty good idea of how much you earned with your, um, adventures, with us a few weeks ago. I know how much I paid for you, and how much the other guys contributed afterwards. Surely you must have plenty in the bank? You´re not dressing extravagantly. Or wearing expensive jewellery. Where´s your money going?"I am a little embarrassed. "I know you paid a lot of money for me Master, but of course, the auction house took fifty per cent, and I´ve had to pay out for digs and tenants deposit, and everything. And that´s before I´ve bought textbooks and other stuff..."Michael´s head has shot
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The man behind me tweaks and flicks at my clit, timing the movement to match the thrusting. The man spearing me says "I´m not going to come inside you Girlie. I want to watch you drink my cum."His words give me a hot gush deep inside my cunt and I nod, parting my lips in invitation. The long, delicious shaft looks too inviting to refuse. He pulls out of me, and one of the men holding my knees takes his place. Michael in his turn, takes the knee, keeping me well spread. The other ´knee-holder´ is busy working himself with his spare hand.Opening wide, to mouth at the cock nudging my lips, I suck greedily at the head. Sliding my tongue into the slit, I take the trickle of fluid seeping out.The cock fucking me now is shorter but fatter, and I can feel the difference as my inner walls expand to accommodate it. Slippery with oil and pussy juices, I take it easily but savour the thickness of the wider shaft now spearing me. Although it is not easy for me, I try to move with his rh
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The car pulls up at the station, a station-wagon, my Master smiling from the driver´s seat and Michael waving enthusiastically.I have not been waiting long, but it seems like ages. I have been looking forward to this Christmas meeting. It is after all our first Christmas together, and although I can only fit in a single night, between visiting other family and friends, I want it to be special for all of us.Without a clue, as to what to buy either of them as a present, I have decided to make myself the gift and have dressed with this in mind.Having red hair, it is not easy to wear red in my clothes, so I am wearing a bright green skirt and top, set off with red accessories; bracelets, belt and shoes. A matching green cape trimmed with fur leaves me feeling particularly Christmassy. I do not have to be modest. I know that I look striking as I stand, waiting, outside the station. My Master steps out of the car and Michael almost bounces out, sweeping me into his arms and givin
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