Charlie and the Girl Factory
Copyright© 2025 by Charlie for now
Chapter 3
School let out for two weeks. We had the last week of December and the first week of January off, since Christmas fell on a Sunday and someone at the administration office had an attack of common sense. In the past, it was common to break it up into little two-day periods where we had to go to school then have a weekend, then a couple days, etcetera. In any case, having two full weeks made sense. It finally happened.
Stacey’s parents left on Saturday morning, early, but Trixie had already moved in for her two-week vacation in the Francis mansion. I got the call right after they’d both gotten up and had a bite to eat.
“Mom, I know it’s Christmas Eve, but I’m going to run over to Stacey’s and see her and Trixie. I also need to go shopping for a last-minute thing, and I may take them shopping with me. You mind?”
“Just mind your manners, young man. I know the kind of trouble you can get and have gotten into.”
“Still a virgin, Mom.”
“Yes, but obviously a very experienced one. Just be careful, son. I love you.”
I went over to her in the kitchen and hugged her. “I love you, too, Mom. I won’t embarrass you or make you ashamed of me. I promise you that.”
She nodded, hugged me, and said, “I know, sweetheart. You have too much of your father in you for that.” I kissed her cheek. “Go, shop, enjoy, have fun, be good.”
When I got to the Francis place, I parked in the driveway, but a door opened and a cute girl in a little Babydoll nightie waved me in to park in the garage. It had four doors. They must have one of the cars at the airport, because there were three others there. Mr. Francis had a Honda NSX and a little Harley in the last stall. Stacey’s little Mercedes SUV was in stall three, she had me park in stall two, and in the first one, by the house, was Mr. Francis’ big Mercedes 600 sedan. I guessed they were in Mrs. Francis’ Range Rover.
“Hurry, Charlie. Get in the house. It’s cold out here.” It was at least sixty in the garage. Maybe not as warm as the house, but certainly not cold. I did what I was told, though, and hurried into the house, being handed a mug of hot chocolate, kissed hello, on the lips, and led to the family room where there was another girl. She was sitting there, looking up at me, smiling, in a little blue nightie. Trixie really is a beautiful woman. I kissed her and hugged her, then she urged me to sit.
They had me sit in the big recliner, which I think I’d only seen Mr. Francis ever sit in, but I’d only been there a few times in the last three or four months, and only since the girls had approached me earlier in the fall.
They were sitting in a loveseat, next to the recliner, leaning forward to get to their drinks, making sure I was treated to a visual cornucopia of female delights, one in a little blue number, Trixie, and the other in green. Stacey’s hair, a bright auburn, almost reddish brown, was highlighted by the green outfit.
“Okay, Stacey, let’s tell him what we’ve been doing and talking about and see if he still wants us. I’m hoping he does.”
“Unless you’ve been robbing banks, killing the tellers, and burning their bodies in your empty swimming pool, girls, I’m still game. I’ve told you already, Trix, that I love you. I just know it’s real and permanent. I’m getting that way with Stacey. I have a funny feeling, and after some deep thought last night I want to take a guess to see if I’m anywhere close to knowing what’s going on. Will that be okay?” They nodded. “Can I ask a couple of questions to get some hints taken care of?” They looked at each other, shrugged, and both nodded. “Good. Here we go. Trixie, am I the only person who has licked your pussy this week?”
They both started laughing. “Busted!” Stacey said, between breaths.
“Charlie, we were trying to see if we could continue where we left off when we were fourteen and make it work. We used to experiment with each other back then, then when boys came along, there wasn’t any need. I missed it personally, and now I’ve gotten Stacey to admit that she did, too. It’s like riding a bicycle, by the way. It’s easy to remember how, and lots of fun. Now, a question for you.” I nodded. “Do you need to go shopping right now, or can it wait for a couple of hours.”
“Ladies, please keep in mind it’s Christmas Eve. I need to spend that time with my family. My sister and my mother are a huge part of my life, as you both know. I also need to remember I’m falling in love with a couple of women that I also want to spend special time with. With that in mind, I’m certain I can stay with you for a few hours, but I will need to hit a Walgreens or something for a couple of gifts. What plans do you two have for tonight and tomorrow?”
“I was going to drop by my house for a little bit tonight, but they know I’m here with her and that her parents are gone. Mom and Dad are going up to see Belinda at school tomorrow morning to spend Christmas with her, since she’s cheering at a couple of holiday games and can’t come home until next week.”
I looked over at Stacey.
“What she said. I have no plans, other than to try to get closer to you two. What do you think, Charlie?”
“Hang on. I’ll be right back.” I pulled my phone and called Mom. Just as I thought, she was fine with having the girls spend time with us as much as they wanted. Especially dinner tomorrow, she said, since that was our big deal for the holiday. We did a present or so on Christmas eve, made something good, sometimes steak, sometimes pizza, and sometimes junk, but nothing special. We decided on pizza if the girls agreed, then they’d be over for turkey and the trimmings tomorrow. “All set. You guys can come with me for dinner tonight, then over for dinner tomorrow, the big one, and we can just run around in between and after, being happy and stuff. Sound good?” I got two yesses and two kisses, then the intense discussion about our future began without another word being spoken for some time.
Stacey had a queen-sized bed in her room. They used every inch of it after they undressed me and covered me with kisses. The act of being made love to by two women at the same time is not something the sixteen-year-old brain is ready for. Neither is his reproductive system. As they laid me back, one on each side of me, in their sheer nighties, all it took was a kiss, and hand of each on my chest, and another hand of each on my thighs, and I shot cum all over my stomach.
“Sorry ladies, but this is going to take some getting used to.”
They didn’t laugh. They didn’t snicker. They didn’t comment. Stacey just kissed me, then cleaned me up with her tongue and started to work on getting me hard again. Trixie took her panties off and climbed on top of my face. “Like this, Stace?” she asked, presenting me with a slice of heaven, and not for the first time. I had loved the oral aspect of sex with Trixie so far and had no intention of that changing. The angle was a bit different, but better in my mind.
“Yeah, hon, but make sure both of you are comfortable.” She kept up her work on me. I was a bit occupied, so I didn’t put it together, but once I was back up to a normal erection, she took her mouth off. “Trix, you were right. He is kind of big, isn’t he?”
“I thought so, but I haven’t been around many of them.” Trixie was becoming wetter each minute that went by, providing me with plenty of reward for my active tongue and lips. I only hoped I was doing it right.
“It is, trust me. Not that I’ve been around a lot, but the few that I’ve been around were average or better, and this one,” she said as her pussy started to work me into it, “Is pretty good sized. Pretty and good being the operative words, doll.” She kept at it until I was all the way in and pushing the head of my dick against her cervix. It was a gentle bump, but you could tell it affected her. “Long, too. Oh, God, this feels good. Thank you for this, Trixie, but you should have been first.”
“Not a problem. I wanted to watch you. I needed to see it happen, I guess, to get rid of my fear that it wouldn’t fit, or something. I don’t know. Anyway, I’ll be next, and from now on, it’s not supposed to matter, right?”
“Exactly, if our plan works. How’s that feeling for you, babe?” Stacey asked Trixie, obviously wanting to know if I was pleasing her.
“Amazing. It was good last time, in the car, but this is so much better. Charlie, if you can hear me, you have no idea how much I love you and how much I am enjoying this time with you and Stacey.” Her breathing was labored.
I tapped on Trixie’s thigh, indicating I needed to talk. She raised up a bit. “I love you more. Are you guys safe?” They both started laughing at my question. “What’s funny?”
“We knew you’d ask, but we were moving so quick, we forgot to explain, and I’ll bet your brain was scrambled. Sorry, Charlie. Stacey has a fresh implant. She’s been getting them for years, and I had an IUD placed in me a few weeks ago. I told Mom it was going to happen. I told her it was going to happen soon, and I told her it was going to happen with you. She agreed to help me get it taken care of. Keep it to yourself, though, for now. She tells Dad everything, but I’m not sure about this one. We haven’t discussed it much since I had it put in. Oh, yeah. We’re safe. Are you okay down there?”
I nodded, rubbing my nose across her clitoris, then licking it, and while pushing my tongue up into her pussy, my nose nuzzled her butthole. She moaned. I pulled her back down on me and pushed up into Stacey a little bit while putting my lips and tongue back to work in earnest. It was then that I could feel them both lean toward each other. I put my hands on Trixie’s flanks and made her come right into my mouth. She lifted up a little bit then dismounted. She kept kissing Stacey for a minute, but then backed away and let Stacey lean forward and kiss me.
“His lips taste like you, Trix. I love it.” She moved side to side and ground against my pelvis, rubbing her clit into the base of my cock. She moaned. She kissed me. She squealed, then she came on me. She wasn’t quite as wet as Trixie when she came, but it was not a dry or clean affair. She held still, trying not to set me off, just barely getting her wish. She pulled off of me slowly, then helped Trixie over me and held me while my first true love straddled me. If anything, my hard as a rock erection became harder, stiffer, and maybe even a touch longer. It was painful, but not the kind of pain someone wants to end. The thought of my dream girl impaling herself on me had me wound up beyond any limits I had ever imagined. Stacey held me up, moving the head back and forth between Trixie’s lower lips, lubricating her and me at the same time. An eighth of an inch at a time, she started to work me inside of her.
“Stop, Trixie. Kiss me, please.” She did. It was a special kiss, full of love and promise. “Are you sure you’re ready?” I asked her. She nodded.
I had regained almost all I was going to get back, and so much more, hard as the proverbial rock, giving her a firm object to use, but at the same time, not the smallest I’d ever been. Quite the opposite. As big and hard as it was for Stacey, even she noticed it was slightly larger then, with Trixie, than it was for her.
“He’s coming back full strength for you, babe. I hope we didn’t wait too long. I wanted it a bit smaller for your first time.”
“No problem, hon, it’s working, and it doesn’t hurt too bad yet. Just a bit more here. Oh. Oh. Oh, my GOD!” She had an orgasm trying to get me into her.
“Charlie, push up, Charlie. Quick. Push up.” I did, and as she was pulling down on Trixie, I heard a frightful scream. “You ok, babe? He’s in almost all the way. Are you all right?”
Trixie, between short sobs and grunts, nodded. “It hurt so bad for a second, like he was ripping me open, but now, it feels full. I’m full of Charlie. I’m full of love. I’m corny. I love you, Charlie. Give me a second to get used to this.” I saw tears running down her cheeks.
“Oh, God, Trixie, I’m so sorry I hurt you. I DID NOT want to do that. Not at all.”
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