Chapter 2

"Well, what do you think? Like what you see?"

"God, Charlie, you're absolutely stunning. You're the most beautiful sight I've ever seen in my entire life."

"That's just the outside--wait'll you unwrap the present. Now, carry me across the threshold."

I picked Charlie up in my arms, pulling her tight against me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and brought her mouth up to mine, her lips seeking mine. We kissed, our mouths hungry for each other's lips and tongues. Finally, we broke the kiss and I crossed the room and gently laid her out on the bed. I brought my mouth down to hers and we once again kissed. Charlie growled deep in her throat, a sensuous sound of hunger and passion. I felt the same way, but didn't know how to express it. I stretched out next to her, and we continued the kiss, our bodies drawing up against each other and our arms and hands squeezing and grasping in a wantonness born of our mutual teenage desire.

I moved my hand up to Charlie's breasts and gently massaged the soft, resilient mounds. I tweaked the nipples softly between my thumb and forefinger, and Charlie pressed harder against my hand. I increased the pressure, and Charlie whispered into my mouth, "Yes, do it hard like that."

Charlie's hands roamed down my back and moved under the waist of my slacks, caressing my buttocks. I imitated her actions and took her buttocks into my hands, softly squeezing and stroking them. The soft fabric of her robe and panties were a silken barrier, so I tugged the hem of robe up to where I could slip my hands under her panties and feel her bare flesh. Her ass was hot and quivered as I stroked the firm globules of her buttocks. She pushed up against me, rubbing her crotch against the hard bulge of my rampant, throbbing prick. Her hips thrust back and forth against me, and I felt like I might lose it if she kept it up. "God, Timmy, you're so hard. Doesn't it hurt your prick to be scrunched up like that?"

"Yeah, but it feels good at the same time, especially when you rub against it."

"Timmy, I want us to be naked. Honeymooners are supposed to be completely naked, and I don't want us to have a stitch of clothes on. Help me get these clothes off."

Charlie sat up and I untied the bow that held her gown together. Slowly I pushed the fabric off her shoulders and the gown fell to the bed. Charlie then stretched out on her back and I reached for the waist of her panties. I tugged them down over her hips and she raised her ass off the bed just far enough for them to come all the way down. As her panties reached her thighs, Charlie's bush was completely exposed--a triangular mass of curly ringlets, just sparse enough to allow the crease line of her pussy to show clearly. I finished taking her panties off, drawing them down and off her feet. All she had on then were hose and garter belt. I unhooked the garters from her hose and pulled the stockings down her legs, caressing the inner parts of her thighs as I did so. Charlie pulled the garter belt around so that the snap was in front and she undid it, pulling it off and throwing it on the floor with the rest of her clothes.

By now my hands were shaking and I was trembling in almost uncontrollable sexual excitement. Stretched out before me, Charlie was completely nude, her breasts standing up like firm little mounds, the soft rounded rise of her belly heaving up and down as the breathed rapidly, seemingly as excited as I was. Nestled at the bottom of her belly was the center of my attention--the core of her girl flesh. The lips of Charlie's pussy were gaping slightly open, displaying a narrow line of pink, moist flesh. And wafting up from her pussy was that musky scent that I had come to love so much.

I put my hand down to Charlie's belly, and it trembled. My fingers drifted down until they were entangled in the matted curls of her pubic forest. Delving a finger tip downward, I encountered the furrow of Charlie's womanness and I stroked up and down the crease. It was slick with her juices, soft and creamy with her lubrication. The finger tip found the swollen nubbin of her clitoris, a hard little knot of flesh almost at the top of her pussy crease. As I rubbed my finger lightly across the little button, Charlie pushed her hips up and muttered, "Uhhh, oh yeah! That's my little love bud. It loves to be played with."

I continued to explore Charlie's most secret parts, running my fingers downward until they found the entrance to her grotto of delights. I pushed a finger slowly into the juice-slickened sheath until it was buried to the knuckle, and then slowly pulled it out. While doing this, I lowered my mouth to those delicious looking breasts, taking a nipple between my lips and rubbing my tongue over the pebble-textured flesh. Charlie raised up on her hands, pushing her mounds to me, so that I soon had almost the entirety of one of them in my wide-open mouth. She snarled her deep-throated growl of arousal, lowered herself back to the bed, and said, "You get naked now. I want us both to be completely naked."

I stood up beside the bed and almost tore the buttons off my shirt trying to get my clothes off. Soon I was down to just my Jockey shorts, their front pushed out by my swollen, throbbing prick. Charlie put her hand over the bulge and said, "It looks like you're as hot as I am."

Hot? My God, I thought, hot's not the word for it. I was a raging inferno of lust. Finally getting to see Charlie completely naked--breasts unconstrained and jiggling from just her breathing and her pussy gaping and glistening from the wetness of her arousal--had my thighs quivering and my breath coming in gasps. I was so aroused I could hardly breath, and even my scalp was sweating from being so nervous and excited. Charlie tugged at the waist of my shorts and said, "C'mon, pull them down. You've been playing with my love spot, now it's my turn to play with yours."

I struggled to get my shorts over my doubled-over prick and then finally down to and off my ankles. I sat down on the bed next to Charlie and turned to her. Putting my hands to her breasts, I stroked and squeezed them gently. Whispering, I said, "God, but you're beautiful. I never was able to get a good look at you before, and now I can see everything. I feel like I could look at you forever this way."

Charlie gave me a mischievous grin and said, "Do I look good enough to eat?"

"You look good enough to eat completely up."

Charlie reached her hand down to the mat of her bush and said, "Why don't you start right here."

I didn't need any coaxing and immediately stretched out on the bed, starting to get between her legs and feast on the delicacy of her pussy. "Wait," Charlie said, "do you know about sixty-nine?"

I remembered reading in "The Diary of a French Stenographer" about how they had done a "double-header" and how excited I became at the thought of giving and getting pleasure at the same time. "Yeah," I said, "do you want to do that?" Charlie nodded her head, so I reversed myself to where my prick was right in her face as I once again bent myself to luxuriate in the taste, aroma, and texture of her hot, slick femininity. She grasped my throbbing shaft in her hand and stroked it up and down, wiping the pre-cum that covered the head over its entire length. "Oh, God, if you do that much more, I'm gonna shoot off. I'm so hot that all it'll take is just a few more touches."

Charlie eased up on her motions and stuck out her tongue and just barely rubbed its tip across the oozing slit of my prick head. "I'm the same way," Charlie said between licks. "It's not going to take much to start my fireworks."

It was both exciting and a relief to find that Charlie was as close to orgasm as I. I opened my mouth wide open and covered the whole of her vulval area, slurping and working my tongue in circles, delving into the gash of her pussy and searching out the entrance to her hidden depths. My lips moved over the swollen bud of her clitoris and she groaned and jerked her hips in response. My tongue found what it was seeking, and I made a little tube of it and thrust into the tightness of her wet hole.

And was she ever wet. The whole area between her thighs seemed to be a fountain of her slippery flow. My entire face was covered with the juices of her slick secretions, and I lapped them up as they continued to seep out. She lifted her top leg and draped it across my shoulder, allowing my mouth completely free access to her sex. I dove in even deeper, caught up in the sheer sexuality of the moment. Her belly and thigh muscles were being to quiver, so I knew I must be doing the right thing.

While I was busy enjoying Charlie, she had been wasting no time with me. As her excitement mounted, so did the intensity of her licking and sucking on my prick. She growled her lust growl and went at me with even more gusto, returning my frenetic oral actions with ones just as loving and wild. My whole shaft was buried in her mouth and she sucked on it, the warm suctioning carrying me to even greater heights of pleasure. Her thigh clamped down around my neck and her flesh began to quiver in little spasms against my mouth. The moans of her ecstasy vibrated around my shaft as she gulped down even more of my shaft, taking it in until her face was nestled in my pubic hair. Her hips shoved against my mouth and she stiffened, her pussy making jerking motions as it erupted in wild spasms. He had been wet before, but juice seemed to almost spurt out as she went into the throes of orgasm. She was coming, and coming in a way even more intense than I had seen before.

The excitement of Charlie's orgasm was too much for me. I groaned and pushed my groin even closer against her face. The head of my prick swelled and a huge shot of sperm flowed up the shaft and jetted into the warm, wet cavity of Charlie's mouth. She pulled her mouth up so that only the head was still between her lips and swirled her tongue all around my prick, stroking the sensitive glans area. The liquid, slurping sounds of her actions filled my senses and I started jerking and thrashing my hips against her mouth, my vision shimmering as I experienced the most ecstatic moment of my life. I pulled my face away from Charlie's quivering pussy and groaned, "Oh, God, Charlie! Oh, oh, ohhhhhhhhhh." Charlie gulped like crazy, swallowing the globs of come that shot in jet after jet from my jerking prick. I could feel some drip down on my thigh, even her best attempts not being enough to take the huge offering of my saved-up store of come.

We lay there, gasping, panting and quivering. Groans and sighs filled the room as we savored the after-glow of our mutual orgasm. "Oh, God, that was good," Charlie finally said, letting my now only half-hard prick slip from her mouth and sitting up. "I've been waiting all week for that. I've had to change panties a couple of times a day I've been getting so wet just thinking about today."

Charlie lowered her mouth to mine and kissed me. Her lips were covered with a white coating of my slick sexual flow, and as she probed her tongue into my mouth I knew what my sperm tasted like. She, too, knew what she tasted like, what with my whole mouth and face being coated with her abundant juices. She licked around my mouth and said, "Umm, not bad. Now I see why you like to eat my pussy."

I was still limp from the incredible blow job Charlie had just given me. It had been the most intense orgasm of my life, and I felt languorous, luxuriating in its after-effects. Charlie's orgasmic fireworks had been as great as mine, and she too seemed totally relaxed as she lay beside me, her body nestled against mine. With almost languid motions, she gently stroked the hair on my chest and rubbed her hand lightly across my stomach, caressing me in the most intimate fashion. My arm was under her neck and draped down to her breasts, and I gently stroked and caressed them, returning her loving acts with those of my own. We continued like that for several minutes, idly caressing each other as we recovered from our mutual ecstasy.

Ceasing her stroking, Charlie turned toward me and pulled my mouth to hers for another kiss. Our tongues searched out each other's mouth and our lips nibbled at the others. Charlie's hand wandered farther down, rubbing all around but not touching my still half-hard penis. In response to her erotic touches, my penis regained its full rigidity, filling out in girth and lengthening out to its full seven inches. Sensing my reaction, Charlie's fingers made a sneak attack, teasing their way through my nest of pubic hair and wrapping themselves around the hard and throbbing shaft. Charlie broke away from the kiss and whispered, "Oooh, Timmy the rabbit! You come back quick, just like I do, don't you? You're hot all over again, just like me, aren't you?"

I turned on my side and moved my hand down between Charlie's legs, stroking my fingers up and down the slippery furrow of her pussy. "Just being with you like this is enough to keep me continually hard. You're so sexy, you're pussy is so hot and slick, I don't think I'll ever be soft again."

Charlie smiled her mischievous smile again and said, "I'm glad you brought lots of rubbers then. I intend to take complete advantage of your hard-on while we have the chance. And speaking of chance, right now seems like the perfect one: you're hard and horny, my hole is hot and dripping wet and needs plugging in the worst sort of way, so what say we see if we can use all your rubbers before you have to go home?"

Her words totally revitalized me. No longer was I relaxed and limp, but utterly and rampantly horny, just as if I had not had an orgasm only minutes before. The implication of what Charlie had said sunk into my mind and ran straight down to my penis. It jerked in Charlie's hand in response not only to her stroking but at the thought that I would soon get to plunge my shaft into the depths of Charlie's pussy. I still tasted her pussy on my mouth and recalled the tightness of her hole as I had delved my tongue into it. Soon I would be delving more than my tongue into that heat and wetness, I would be driving my hard prick into it, pushing it deeply up into Charlie's soft belly.

By way of answer, I sat up on the side of the bed and reached down to the floor and took several condoms from out of my pants pocket. I lay down on my side and showed them to Charlie, proudly displaying my badges of manhood. She took one out my hand and tore the cellophane wrapper from off it and caressed the little rolled-up circle of rubber. "I'm sorry to make you have to wear this, but I'm right between periods and figure I'm fertile as a turtle. Maybe a couple of weeks from now, when I'm in my safe period, we can screw skin-to-skin. If you wouldn't mind getting a red dick, we could even do it doing my period. It's kind of sloppy, I know, but I like getting it then. Not having to worry about getting pregnant makes it especially good for me."

I could hardly believe what I was hearing--Charlie was apologizing for my having to wear a rubber. God, if she only knew! I would have worn a inner-tube if necessary to get my first piece of ass. I would have wrapped my dick in layers of cellophane if I needed to. It didn't matter to me--I just wanted to get my prick in her pussy. I sure didn't want her to get pregnant in the process of my losing my cherry, though, and if the rubber provided protection against that, I would be glad to wear it. I had not told her I was still a virgin, so she must think I'm used to screwing girls without a rubber. Hiding my inexperience, I simply said, "That's okay with me."

"Let me put it on you," Charlie said. "I just love putting rubbers on guys." She put the condom on the head of my penis and slowly rolled it down until its hard circle of elastic fitted snugly at the base of my shaft. "There," she said, "it's all dressed up in a shiny new raincoat." She stroked her hand up and down my prick's full length and said, "Okay, you look like you're all ready for action--let's see if we can give that rubber a good work-out."

The moment of truth had finally come. There I was with a naked, willing girl beside me on the bed and all I had to do was crawl between her thighs and get my first piece of pussy. No longer was making love to a girl only a jerk-off fantasy, it now an actuality. I had been longing and dreaming of this moment for years, and now it had finally arrived. The only problem was that since I had never done it before I wasn't really sure what the mechanics were. Sure, I had read about doing it in the dirty books available to me and even seen pictures in fuck books, but they were pretty vague about the details. I sure didn't want to make a fool of myself--if Charlie suspected that I wasn't an experienced lover, she might lose interest in me. Well, it's now or never, I thought. Just do what seems natural--crawl up between Charlie's legs and plug her hole like she wants.

And I did just that. I got on my knees and scooted up between Charlie's thighs, wedging them apart as I did so. "Wait just a sec, Timmy, let me get a pillow under me," Charlie said as she pulled a pillow down and put it under her buttocks. She spread her thighs wide apart again, exposing all her sexual secrets to me. Her pussy lips were gaping wide, glistening with the liquid evidence of her arousal. I moved up on my knees until the knob of my prick was lodged between those pouty labial lips and then I stroked it up and down the slick furrow. My first feel of warm, wet pussy surrounding the pulsating head of my penis felt better than any erotic fantasy I had every created in my mind.

With a shaking hand I guided my prick head up and down Charlie's love channel, seeking out the opening I knew to be there. I came to what I thought was the opening and thrust my hips forward, seeking to sink my shaft to its depths. Instead of sinking into bliss, all I encountered was fleshly resistance. I had missed. I tried again, thrusting in eager anticipation of burying my shaft to the hilt. Again, I missed. Not only were my failures frustrating, but I feared they were exposing my lack of experience. "Poor baby," Charlie said, "let me help you find the right place."

Charlie placed her hand around my penis and rubbed it up and down her wet gash until it was finally nudged into a depression down toward the bottom. She hunched her hips up toward me and I could feel myself sink into her. I reciprocated by thrusting my pelvis down toward her and suddenly my entire shaft was swallowed up in the warmth of Charlie's girl flesh. I shoved in until our groins met and our pubic curls inter-meshed with each other. "Ahhh, yesssss! That's... the... right... place!" Charlie growled, lifting her legs up and wrapping them around my thighs. Charlie squeezed her legs around my thighs and muttered, "Oh, is that EVER the right place!"

I remained still for a few moments, revelling in the voluptuous feeling of heat and pressure that surrounded my deeply-buried prick. I thought the feeling of Charlie's mouth around my shaft was the most thrilling I had ever experienced, but it didn't compare to what I was now feeling. The sensuality of her naked body's being pressed full length against mine, the soft resiliency of her breasts as they pressed against my chest, the warmth and feeling of moisture that surrounded my pulsing manhood combined to make me dizzy with the realization of what I was finally accomplishing. With that act I had become a man. No longer was I a teenage boy virgin.

Charlie pulled my face down to hers and with wide open mouth she pressed my lips against mine. Her tongue was a sinuous snake as it probed its way into my mouth. She ran it under my lips and into my cheeks and then worked it around and around my tongue, making oral love to my mouth. She lowered her hips a couple of inches, drawing my shaft partially out of her depths. Then she thrust her hips toward me, once again engulfing my entire shaft in her hot tightness. She growled her soft arousal sound and thrust her tongue its full length into my mouth at the same time my shaft was reentering her.

It was more than I could stand; instinct took control of my body. I pulled the entire length of my shaft out of Charlie's hot sheath and then drove it back again as hard as it would go. The force of the thrust drove her hips down to the bed, and I pressed my groin hard against hers, seeking to extend my entire sexual being inside the unbelievable pleasure of Charlie's womanness. Charlie pressed back against me, and there was not even a millimeter of my penis that wasn't inside her. I felt as though my prick were a foot long and that it had penetrated into the very deepest part of her belly.

Charlie had her eyes closed, a look of deep concentration on her face as if she were focusing all her mental energy on the coupling of our organs. As I pulled out, with just the tip of my prick still lodged inside her, Charlie opened her eyes and said, "Keep doing it hard like that. I love it when you do it hard and fast."

If she wanted it hard and fast, then that was how I was going to give it to her. I didn't want this time to be our only one, so I was determined to do it the way she wanted, to make her like it so well she would want many repeat performances. Besides, it was feeling so good to just slam it all the way in and pull it out, that pleasing her would also give me maximum pleasure. Having just experienced an orgasm from Charlie's oral ministrations, I didn't feel any imminent risk of coming so I fell to the task with all the force I could muster. If ever there were a labor of love, that was it.

I took both of Charlie's legs and lifted them straight up into the air, spreading them apart in a wide vee. This completely exposed her pussy to me and I could watch my prick as it drove in and out of her wide-open sex pit. As I pulled out, the edge of her hole made a circle around my shaft, stretching outward each time I pulled my hips back. The circle would disappear with each downward stroke, the outer edge of her pussy pushed inward by the force of my thrust. The feeling of Charlie's tight pussy rubbing against my shaft as it worked in and out was utterly fantastic, but being able to see the action of each stroke made it that much more incredible.

I was practically beside myself with excitement. Just a few minutes earlier I had been hoping for the opportunity to see Charlie totally nude, and now she was stretched out bare-ass naked, her body fully revealed to my hungry eyes. I had hoped to get my first piece of pussy from her, and now my throbbing, hard shaft was driving in and out of Charlie's pussy right before my very eyes. This was the closest I had ever come to having a dream come true.

With each one of my hard thrusts, Charlie's breasts jiggled all over, moving up and down and from side to side. They were a temptation beyond resistance, and I laid Charlie's legs on my shoulders and put both hands down on those jiggling globes of creamy girl flesh. I kneaded the mounds gently and then harder, matching my hand actions to the hard actions of my pounding prick. Charlie moaned and arched her back up to my hands, forcing more of the soft mounds into my hands for their massage. "Oh, yes! Yes! That's so good! Ohhh, God, it's so goooood. I'm getting so close."

Charlie's rising passion caused mine to heighten. Only seconds before I had felt I could keep going all afternoon, but seeing Charlie's reaction, knowing that she was on the verge of coming, intensified my sexual pleasure and pushed me to the same orgasmic levels she was enjoying. Charlie's hips were rocking, pushing up and down against mine, matching each of my hard strokes with her own. I could see the muscles in her stomach begin to quiver, looking like flesh-colored Jello as the spasms spread across her abdomen. Her thighs were pressed against my chest and they too were beginning to quake. Charlie's eyes were tightly squeezed together and her head turned from side to side. Moans and grunts came from her mouth with each of my driving motions. Suddenly she opened her eyes and reached up for me, pulling my chest against her breasts. "Oh, God, Timmy, I'm gonna come again!" Putting her hand behind my neck, she pulled my mouth to hers and kissed me with the most wanton kiss I could imagine. She groaned into my mouth, "Mmnnnnnnnnnn, oooohhhhh, oooohhh, yessss, yesss, YES!"

Charlie's whole pelvic area went into spasms, grabbing at my prick as it plowed in and out. She grasped my waist between her thighs and squeezed hard. Her hips rose completely off the bed as she arched her back and pushed her pussy up to me and held it there. Except for the spasms that wracked her whole bottom half, Charlie was motionless, thrust up against me. I knew she was coming and coming in the biggest fashion I had seen before.

It was too much for me, and I thrust fully into the hot flesh of her belly, burying my shaft to its very limit. Semen flowed out of my prick in draught after draught, shooting out in what felt like a never-ending flood. I shook all over, my spasms matching Charlie's. Each of Charlie's spasms gripped my shaft, and it spasmed in perfect counterpoint with hers. We were both moving our mouths all over the other's, groaning and muttering, incapable of hearing our own sounds, oblivious to anything but the overpowering pleasure that swept over us in wave after wave.

I was totally used up by the strength of my orgasm and collapsed on top of Charlie, relaxed and limp. Her legs fell from around my waist and nestled on the outside of mine, and then gently wrapped around mine and relaxed totally. After I I could breath again, even though in gasps, I realized that my full weight was on Charlie, surely causing her to be uncomfortable. I rolled off and lay beside her, our bodies touching from toe to shoulder, reluctant even in the after-throes of orgasm to break contact with each other.

Charlie rolled over on her side against me and lifted one leg across mine. She put her arm across my chest and lay tightly against me as she panted into my neck, slowly regaining her breath. I was breathing hard too, my breath coming in big gulps of air as I recovered. We lay like that for about five minutes, each of us in our own little sensual heaven. Gradually our breathing slowed until we finally were near normal. Charlie broke the near silence by whispering into my ear, "Timmy, was that your first time?"

I couldn't believe I had been that transparent, that I had made it so obvious I was a virgin. I was at a loss for what to say--it was a case of damned if I do and damned if I don't. Finally, I muttered, "Well, uh..."

"It was, wasn't it?"

Realizing that she obviously had my number, I decided that there was nothing to gain by denial. I nodded my head in affirmation.

Suddenly Charlie moved completely on top of me and sat up, her legs spread apart and her ass on my stomach. The juice from her spread-wide pussy coated my belly and made it feel slippery and very erotic. "I knew it was your first time, and I love it," Charlie said, a smile of elation across her face. "You're the third guy I've had, and I was the first girl each of you had had. I love to be a guy's first, to know that my pussy is the first one his dick has ever been in. Oh, God, Charlie, I love you for letting me be your first girl." She demonstrated that feeling by leaning over on me and giving me a soft, very loving kiss. It wasn't hungry like the others had been, it was slow, gentle, and filled with tenderness.

My penis, which had shrunken to just a half-hard, still encased in its come-filled condom, started to stir. I could hardly believe my reaction even myself. During the last hour I had had two of the most massive orgasms of my life, each one seeming at the time to be enough to last a lifetime, but now my prick was once again hardening, once again reacting to the sexual aura that Charlie seemed to radiate.

My hard-on was wedged in the crease of Charlie's buttocks, so its increasing dimensions had to be apparent to her. Charlie halted her kiss for a second and squirmed her buttocks against the fleshy invader of her ass cheeks. I could feel her lips form into a smile as they remained on my mouth and she hummed a "Hmmnnnn" into my mouth. She lifted her face away from mine a few inches and whispered, "You really ARE a rabbit, aren't you?" I could only return her smile as I thrust my now completely hard prick against her firm ass.

Charlie crawled off my torso and sat on her knees next to me. She put her hand on my now fully-hard prick and pumped it several times, moving the rubber up and down, sliding it in the accumulation of slick come that filled it. Returning the favor, I extended my finger and ran into her labial crease, pushing it in until the tip was on top of her swollen clitoris. I drew little circles with my fingertip, rubbing around and up and down Charlie's little love nubbin. "God, you're all ready to go again, aren't you?" Charlie said, as she continued to stroke my once-again hard and throbbing shaft.

"I don't think I could ever get enough of you," I answered.

"Hmmm, I like those words," Charlie said, giving me a quick kiss.

Sitting back up, Charlie said, "You know, in a way, I'm still a virgin."

"How's that?" I asked.

Charlie turned around and got on all-fours, her firm rounded buttocks pointed right toward me. She dropped her head to the mattress and took her hands and spread the soft cheeks of her ass apart, saying, "I'm still a virgin right here." I could see the little brown rosebud of Charlie's anal opening as she extended a finger to it. "No one's ever had me there before--it's still completely virgin."