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Chapter 21: The Virgin Fulfilled, Part 4, The Last Day
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Buying Charlotte Chapter 22: The Virgin´s Holiday, Part 1, The Virgin Returns
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
Buying Charlotte Chapter 23: The Virgin´s Holiday, Part 2, Casserole
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
Buying Charlotte Chapter 25: The Virgin´s Holiday, Part 4, Jacuzzi
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
Buying Charlotte Chapter 26: The Virgin´s Christmas, Part 1, Good Enough to Eat
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
Buying Charlotte Chapter 27: The Virgin´s Christmas, Part 2, Under Cover
We lie together under the rugs, Michael to one side of me, my Master to the other. There is not quite enough room for my Master´s long frame to stretch out, but Michael and I are very comfortable. Sandwiched between my two lovers, I am positively cosy. We are all still fully dressed, but where there is a will...My Master is pressed tight up against my back, one hand caressing the curve of my hip and waist through my clothes. Michael, facing me, has one hand on a breast, the other cupping my face as he kisses me. His fingers tangling into my long red locks, his kiss is languorous, leisurely. I enjoy the touch of his sensitive tongue exploring my teeth and lips; the slight roughness of a trace of his stubble, against my softer skin.Feeling safe and secure, my libido informs me that it is time for some action. My pussy growing moist, my breathing growing deeper, I want my lovers inside me.Behind me, my Master´s erection is pressing into the small of my back. A tall man, he is ´bi
Buying Charlotte Chapter 28: The Virgin´s Valentines, Part 1, Where Else?
And so, it is Valentine´s Day, and who would I spend it with except my Master and Michael?"Charlotte," says my Master. "You look like trouble, trying to find somewhere to happen."I suck in my cheeks, trying not to giggle. I´ve always detested giggling girls and am determined not to be one of them. But behind me, I hear a low chuckle from the rear seat of the car. Michael places a hand on my shoulder. "He´s right, Charlotte," he says quietly. "What are you thinking about?"I turn to see his face, smiling. "What do you think I´m thinking about, Michael?"He grins. "Aaahhhh... Good."I wonder where we are going this time; my Master, with his dark, lean saturnine looks and a voice like wild silk. And Michael, stocky, muscular, blond, my Golden Angel, who loves me."So, what are we doing today? Where are we going?" I ask.My Master glances at me from his driving. "Back to our old place Charlotte. Where you and I first, um, consummated, our agreement.""The apartment? Th
Buying Charlotte Chapter 29: The Virgin´s Valentines, Part 2, You Want A Show?
Placing the vibe to one side, I lie back in the bed, stretching, cat-like, displaying myself. They want a show?I´ll give them a show.Raising my hips, I spread my legs open, my thighs extended wide, running my fingers over the satiny fabric of my crotch, the full length of my sex.The gossamer white silk is damp, and I am sure there must be a growing stain to be seen by any paying attention, which is all of them. A few foxy hairs escape the whiteness, red against my white skin.Pulling the fabric to one side, giving them a better view, I trail lazy fingers through my red curls and allow them to wander down over my clit, to my pussy. My fingers are wet, and I know that, in this glimmering candlelight, my pussy is glistening as I trail its contours. It feels tight and ready, quivering in anticipation.Two of the three strangers, the American and the Scandinavian, are beginning to bulge at the front of their pants, and are sweating. So, I note, is my Master. The third stran
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