“Would you like a drink? I could make some coffee.” I walked towards the kitchen.
“Yeah, that would be good. I feel like I need a bit of an energy boost here.” She followed me into the kitchen and leaned against the wall as I started setting up the coffee maker.
“Did I wear you out?” I smiled and winked at her.
“It was my first time…” She shook her head and narrowed her eyes at me.
Once the coffee was made, we each took a cup and walked back to the living room. Neither of us had really gotten completely dressed. My shoes were by my door where they had been dropped the second we got back to my place, and I wasn’t even sure where my socks ended up. My pants were on, but my belt had never been replaced. My shirt was mostly buttoned, but when I looked down, I realized it wasn’t lined up with the correct button holes. She had thrown on her shirt and pajama pants, but her feet were bare and I was fairly sure she didn’t take time to locate her panties. We cuddled on the couch, each of us looking rather disheveled after having sex and fleeing her parents’ house. She still looked beautiful to me and just having her nearby made me crave her again. When our coffee was done, I leaned in and started kissing her neck. She immediately erupted in goosebumps as I pulled her towards me and kissed down to her shoulder. She let out a moan and looked over at me with the same hunger she had when I first joined her on the bed at her house.
“I’m not sure I can have another orgasm, but I want you…” She leaned against me and started kissing my neck.
“Why don’t you get on top this time and set the pace—find out what makes you feel good.” I pulled her shirt over her head and started caressing her breasts.
“Okay.” She smiled and started unbuttoning my shirt again.
When we were undressed, I leaned back against the couch and she straddled me. It didn’t take my cock long to get hard, especially when she started running her hand up and down the shaft again. She lifted up and pressed it against her pussy. There wasn’t as much resistance as I felt when I fucked her the first time, but it was still incredibly tight. She stroked my cock with her hand, making it swell even more as she struggled to fit the enormous glans into the opening of her pussy. She got about half of it into her wetness and then started to slowly push down so that it went in further. I watched the head slowly disappear as a gasp escaped her lips. She let it linger there for a moment with her eyes closed and I could tell she was getting used to it again. Our earlier encounter had stretched her pussy for the time we were together, but it was once again tight and struggling to accept my girth. I let my hands rest on her hips for a few moments as she tried to push my cock deeper into her pussy and then I moved a hand up and squeezed her breasts.
“This is harder than I thought.” She lifted up slightly and started to descend again.
“Take your time; I could stare at you all day.” A smile crossed my lips as I watched her nipple getting hard in my fingers.
Charley’s body was gorgeous. I had gotten an eyeful the night she changed in my laundry room, but that did nothing to prepare me for having her there in my arms. Every curve was perfect and just running my fingers across them made my cock pulsate with excitement. I stayed calm and let her take all the time she needed to descend on my cock, even though I was burning with desire to feel the explosion of her orgasm again while I fucked her. I explored every inch that I could reach while she continued to move my cock further and further inside of her pussy. She finally got about half of it inside and started to move up and down the length at a faster pace. I brought my hands back to rest on her hips as she started to send waves of pleasure through me. Each time she ascended and descended on my cock, it went just a little bit deeper. I reached around her hips and squeezed her ass, holding it as she continued to rise and fall. The further she went down the shaft, the more intense the pleasure got and when she finally got my cock all the way in, I could feel nothing but bliss as she used her body to pleasure me.
“That feels really good.” I said with a drawn breath which made my words almost come out in a growl.
“Yeah…” She moaned and started to move a little faster.
She may have thought she wasn’t going to be able to have another orgasm, but her body clearly had other ideas. I could feel her pussy tightening and squeezing my cock with each movement up and down the shaft. Her lips started to tremble as the pleasure began to build. She moved so fast that she was practically bouncing against my thighs, almost as hard as I fucked her when I was on top. Her pussy had fully accepted my cock and she was ready to feel the release. I could tell she was forcing my cock against her g-spot each time she bounced. The involuntary squeeze her pussy gave my cock each time it was stimulated enhanced the feeling of bliss roaring through my body. My balls were once again starting to tingle and I knew it wouldn’t be long before cum was surging through my shaft if she kept up the motion. The sensation was so strong I couldn’t do much more than hold her hips and enjoy every second as she built towards her orgasm. She leaned forward and let her hands rest on my chest as she tried to pick up the intensity and speed.
“See, you’re going to orgasm again after all.” I gave her ass a firm smack as she continued to bounce on my cock.
“I’m almost there!” Her words were rushed and accompanied by panting.
“Just relax and cum for me, baby.” I squeezed my thighs and my ass, thrusting my cock upwards each time she came down on it.
“Oh God…” She started to pant even louder.
Her body shook and her pussy began to spasm on my cock. The sensation was all I could take after having her ride me like a wild bronco. I felt my abdominal muscles tightening and my cock throbbing. She kept moving up and down my shaft as she orgasmed and cum started to erupt from my cock. The sensation of feeling my cum inside of her pussy seemed to excite her even more and before she could fully finish the first orgasm, another one started. The combination of her orgasm and my ejaculation made it even easier for her to ride my cock. She moved up and down it faster while the second orgasm seized her body and caused her to spasm again. My cock was almost spent and every drop of cum had been deposited inside of her, but I still enjoyed watching her finish the second orgasm. Once it was done and her body started to relax, she descended on my cock and remained there. Her breathing slowly began to return to normal as we remained perfectly still with our bodies connected.
“I think I’m going to enjoy not being a virgin anymore.” She bit down on her bottom lip and smiled.
“One taste and you’re hooked.” I squeezed her hips lightly. “Just like I planned.”
“Ha!” She giggled lightly and slid down into my arms, removing my cock from her pussy as I wrapped my arms around her.
Chapter 9: Charley
That night changed everything. I went from a virgin with no experience to a young woman that wanted it whenever Erik and I could get together. Our passion set the sheets on fire the moment I arrived at his house, and it burned until our bodies were exhausted. Some nights I made it home and was there when my parents woke up and some nights I stayed at his place. It didn’t seem to matter much to my parents. Occasionally, my mother would ask if I was coming home that night, but she never asked where I was going or who I was with. During my teenage years, I wanted that kind of freedom, but as an adult, I just wanted them to care. I was rather surprised when I walked downstairs on the morning of my birthday to find a present on the dinner table and a cupcake sitting beside it with one candle sticking out of the top. I walked towards it cautiously, wondering if someone else shared a birthday with me and my parents had just bought a present for them instead, but my name was on the card.
“I know it isn’t much, but I wanted to get you something.” My mother walked into the room and motioned to the table. “Happy Birthday, Charley.”
“Thank you.” I tilted my head as I picked up the present. “Can I open it?”
“Of course.” She nodded and smiled.
I didn’t know what to expect when I
started removing the wrapping paper. I hadn’t really received a present from my parents since I was in middle school. Once I made it to high school, they normally just got me a cake and a card with some money in it. It worked out better anyway since they didn’t know what to really get me. When I went away to college, the cards that had previously been hand delivered started arriving in the mail. The wrapping paper was removed to reveal a white box, which I opened to find a card sitting on a photograph. I opened the card first to find a silly birthday card with some money inside of it, just like I normally got. Underneath that was a photograph of the family gathered to celebrate my graduation from high school. I stared it for a moment and tilted my head. I had never seen that photograph. I had some of me in my cap and gown in the house and I had some with friends, but none with my family. I pulled it out of the box and held it up, looking over at my mother.
“I know we haven’t really talked about school. Your father is still struggling with it. I wanted you to have that photograph to remember that we do love you, even if we wish you would have made better choices.” She let out a sigh and looked down at the floor.
“Thank you…” I muttered and stared at the picture.
I felt a twinge of guilt in my stomach as I looked at the photograph. My father was actually smiling—almost beaming with pride with his arm around me. I didn’t get to see that smile at graduation. I was too busy running from one spot to the next so I could pose with friends. The weight of what I had wasted started to settle on me as I stared at the photograph and I felt tears welling up in my eyes. I didn’t want to cry in front of my mother so I quickly hugged her and retreated to my room with the cupcake in my hand. I closed my bedroom door and sat down in the floor, stuffing the cupcake into my mouth as I continued to stare at the photo. I had to correct the mistakes I made. I had to get back in school, even if it was a local school and I had to retake some classes. I picked up my cell phone and found a text message from Madison wishing me a happy birthday. Seeing her name on my phone sent a bit of guilt coursing through my veins, but I swallowed it and got ready for work.
I really do need to get my life together.
I OPENED THE DOOR TO Erik’s house and found him waiting on me with a cake that had lit candles stuck all around the top.
“Happy Birthday!”
“Wow!” I closed the door and smiled as he motioned for me to come over and blow out my candles.
I wasn’t sure I could put more cake in my stomach. The cupcake for breakfast was pretty hardcore to begin with and the people at work had gotten me an even bigger birthday cupcake from one of the local bakeries. I walked over to Erik and leaned in to give him a kiss as he wrapped his arms around me. What I thought would be a quick peck before I blew out the candles turned into a passionate kiss with his hands moving along my body and making me tingle with desire for him. I had time to think about my encounter with my mother that morning and what I had to do in order to change things for the better. The one thing I couldn’t stand to lose was Erik. Even if I did get back in school or found a job that could lead to a career, I needed his touch. It kept me grounded in reality when nothing else made sense. I knew that meant a tough decision was in store for us when Madison finally did return home, but I wasn’t ready to think about that yet. I had a wish to make—one that I hoped would actually come true.
“So what are you going to wish for?” His lips finally broke from mine and I turned towards the cake.
“I can’t tell you that…” I winked at him and blew until all twenty-two candles were extinguished.
Happiness. Peace. They’re one and the same at this point.
“I’m sure it was a good one.” He wrapped his arms around me from behind and started kissing my neck, reaching down and unfastening my jeans.
“You’re a little eager to get my pants off.” I leaned back against him.
“I have a special birthday present for you that requires it.” He unzipped and started sliding them down my hips.
“Oh yeah?” I let out a sigh as put his hand on the front of my thigh and started lightly moving it along the edge of my panties.
“I’m going to make you cum with this.” He ran his tongue along the edge of my ear and my pussy started to tingle. “I’m going to lick you until you explode.”
“You’ve never done that to me before…” Goosebumps covered my skin as his words lingered in my ear.
“We’re always too anxious for something else, but tonight I want to take it a little slower.” He kissed down my neck and then back up to my ear. “It is going to be all about you.”
“This might just end up being my favorite birthday ever.” I felt my panties being pushed down as well and once they dropped past my thighs, I kicked them to the side, along with my jeans.
“Before we get to this.” He licked my ear again. “There’s something else we have to take care of.”
“What’s that?” I felt a sigh of pleasure escape my lips as his tongue continued to explore my neck.
“Your birthday spanking.” He released his grip around my waist and pulled a chair out from the table.
“Oh!” I blinked a couple of times.
“Get over here.” He grabbed my arm playfully.
“I should probably put my jeans back on…” I teased and reached towards them, but he pulled me towards his lap.
“No way.” He guided me across his knee. “You’ve been a naughty girl this year, so you deserve to get your birthday spanking on your bare bottom.”
“Have I been naughty?” I looked over my shoulder and tilted my head. “I don’t think so…”
“I do.” He gave me a firm smack that landed in the middle of my ass.
“That tickled.” I grinned and wiggled my ass at him.
“You have twenty-two to go. Maybe you should be careful about taunting me.” Another smack landed on top of the previous one, and it was a little harder, but not enough to hurt.
“Still just a tickle…” I wiggled my ass again.
“If you keep taunting me…” he rubbed my ass lightly with his fingers and then moved between my legs, lightly caressing the edge of my pussy, “you’re going to get a real spanking.” He moved back to my ass and gave me one that was hard enough to sting a little bit.
“You say that like it is a bad thing.” I looked over my shoulder and bit down on my lip as I wiggled my ass again. “You said I had been naughty.”
“You most certainly have been.” His hand came down two times, bouncing from one side of my bottom to the other and leaving a bit of a sting behind. He quickly moved his hand between my legs and rubbed along the exterior of my pussy again.
“Am I going to get this every time I’m naughty?” I moved my hips until I was rubbing against his cock, feeling it start to swell a little from the contact.
“Maybe so.” He let out a sigh as his cock was stimulated and then pulled his hand away from my pussy, giving me two more smacks that mirrored the previous two.
“How many am I up to?” I moved my hips. “I lost count.”
“That was seven.” His hand came down three times in the center of my bottom, a little quicker and harder than the previous ones. “And that was eight, nine and ten.”
“I felt those…” I let out a bit of a moan and then his hand moved between my legs again, rubbing my pussy a little faster.
“I bet.” He pulled his hand away from my pussy and brought it down fairly hard in the center where the previous three had landed.
“Ouch!” I winched from the painful smack and tensed up for a moment. The spot where his hand landed still stung after his hand was removed.
“Was that too much?” He started rubbing my ass lightly with his hand.
“No…” I relaxed and shook my head.
Should I tell him it actually excited me more than anything?
“Good.” He stopped rubbing and landed another one that wasn’t quite as hard on one side of my bottom and then another one that mirrored it on the other side.
“Fine…” He pulled his finger away from my pussy. “We’ll do those two over again.”
“Ah!” I let out a bit of a squeal when two very hard smacks landed, one right after the other, in the same spots as the previous two. My ass squeezed together as the sting quickly spread across it.
“Still want to complain about tickling?” He moved his hand between my legs and rubbed my clitoris in a circle.
“No.” I shook my head back and forth, but quickly succumbed to the pleasure of having his finger swirling around my clit.
His finger remained in place for a bit longer than it had before. My bottom still stung a little bit from my second round with number twelve and thirteen of my birthday spanking. There was something about the sting that almost intensified the pleasure I was feeling. I had never even received a birthday spanking before, so I certainly had never felt the sting of a real spanking—my parents definitely didn’t believe in it. The first time I felt the sting, it had heightened my curiosity. The last two had been a little bit harder, but it was more shock than pain that caused the reaction. I kind of wondered what it would be like to get a real spanking. I knew it wouldn’t come with the bliss of having my pussy rubbed and pleasured between the painful smacks, but it was still a little exciting to think about it. His finger pulled away right as the pressure inside started to really build and I thought I was possibly going to orgasm. I felt his hand return to my ass and rub the flesh that had finally stopped stinging.
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