Read Story: SEASON 2 EPISODE 130

Then she released me and shut the door, leaving Charity and me in near total darkness—slivers of barely-there incandescence thrown across our bodies from the slats in the door.

I turned to look back at Charity… or more accurately, the barely-there presence of Charity’s silhouette. The experience reminded me of my first time with Chloe—darkness had surrounded us, making sight almost useless. On one hand, I’d been disappointed that I couldn’t have had a better look at my bodyguard as she hovered over me nude and poised to appear herself on my member. On the other hand, it made the sensations of touch, taste, and smell so much more vivid. Even though I’d been robbed of my sight, it had been a delicious experience.

At least I’d been able to see most of Charity’s beautiful body before she dragged me into the closet.

“Just so we’re clear,” I whispered, feeling it was necessary to maintain the moment’s quiet mystique as the two of us were prepared to be intimate for the first time. “I get you for more than seven minutes, right?”

I got the vague impression that Charity had nodded, but she must have realized I might not be able to see her response. “Yes,” she said. “She thought we would appreciate a few minutes together… some place intimate… you know. I kind of liked the idea. I hope you’re—”

“Yes,” I said, reaching up to place my hand on her cheek. I ran a thumb across her skin and felt the tip brush the side of her nose before running over her full lips. “I love this. I just want to make sure I get to have you when I can see you too.”

Charity made a little sound—a cross between a whimper and a moan. I felt her lips part, and my thumb slid between them, plunging into wet warmth.

Oh, fuck…

As Charity sucked on my thumb, I gently tilted her head to the side, exposing a luscious expanse of neck on which I immediately feasted.

Charity was twenty—the youngest woman in my circle by a few years. She’d only just started college. She still had much of the innocence of youth about her: a youthful, innocent-looking face, lips full and lush, a complexion completely free of laugh or care lines… and the softest, smoothest skin. My lips glided effortlessly over her neck as I tasted her, moving to a bare shoulder where I came in contact with the strap of her bra. I grasped it with my teeth and dragged it down until it reached the gentle slope, then let it fall along her arm.

Meanwhile, she continued to alternate between sucking on my thumb, breathing loudly around it as she circled it with her tongue, and biting down on it playfully as she moaned. Her hands wandered my naked chest, back, arms.

“Aw Gaw,” she rasped, her words impeded by the digit in her mouth. “Yew tho hawt…”

I kissed the soft skin just under her ear and then trailed kisses up her jaw, extracting my finger from her mouth as I murmured against the side of her chin. “Fuck… so are you.”

She turned her head slightly and shoved her tongue into my mouth as we began to make out. My hand landed on her waist as both of her arms wrapped around me, her fingers tracing along my back as they traveled up it. My hands followed suit, sliding up her delicate waist and along the hills and valleys of her ribs until they bumped into the elastic of her bra strap. My fingers traced the trail around her until they found the small clasp. By now, I was a master at taking off bras, and with a subtle shift of my fingers, hers came loose and shifted downward, trapped between us as we held each other tight.

She gasped in my mouth and broke the seal of our kiss just long enough to say, “I mean it… you could easily let yourself go…” She plunged back into my mouth, humming against me as her tongue lapped at my lips. Then she pulled back again, breathing heavily as she continued, “But damn… you have a really nice body.”

Again, I was reminded of what Chloe said back in the forest—Damn… you’re coming along nicely.

A swell of pride ran through me, enjoying their words. I’d worked hard over the last month and a half, and it was nice to hear women as smoking hot as Charity and Chloe pay me genuine compliments—it made me feel desirable… powerful.

Instead of responding, I tore free from the kiss and pulled back just enough to grasp the bra between us and remove it. It slipped free from her shoulders and arms as I tossed it over my shoulder and let it disappear into the darkness. I wrapped my arm around Charity’s narrow waist, placing my hand on her firm, rounded ass, and hauled her off the ground.

She squealed as I launched her into the air, her arms tightening around my back. I buried my face into her throat, kissing and suckling on tender flesh, my hungry, starving mouth feeling the vibration of every gasp that escaped her beautiful lips.

“Oh god,” she whispered.

I began working my way down her flawless chest—lips and teeth grazing perfect skin. My back burned as I felt her nails dig in. One leg, then another wrapped around my waist and pulled her crotch into mine. Her hips immediately set to work, rolling against me, seeking any friction that would provide her with even a modicum of relief.

My lips traveled further south, and I could feel the gentle slopes of her breast as I kissed down her sternum… mere suggestions of mounds as they hung free of support on each side of my face. I pressed the flat of my tongue to her chest and dragged it across, traveling up a soft, supple hill toward its zenith where a thick nipple sat fully erect and ready for me. It was a little thicker than Erin’s or Helen’s nipples… more on par with Shea’s, but not as prominent as my masseuse’s.

As I pinched it between my lips and sucked on it, I enjoyed the reaction I got from the tiny, young woman. She bucked against me, as her fingernails dug even deeper into my back, raking across and leaving eight rows of long scratch marks across me. I felt her weight shift as she arched her back and leaned away from me, her tits becoming less pronounced as they stretched a little across her chest.

I sucked harder, inhaling half her tit into my mouth as I ran my tongue across it, still holding her pretty ass in one hand as we dry humped each other.

“Fuck,” she breathed. “Been waiting… so long…”

I felt delicate fingers fumble with my fly. Charity impressed me with her flexibility—able to hang onto me with one hand, arch back while I held her, and undo my pants with her other hand. Forget PR… she needed to be a dancer like Natashya and Rose!

Charity shivered in my arms as I continued to feast on her nipples, switching from one to the other as I drove her wild. She let go of my back and grasped my arms… fingernails digging into each bicep. “Oh god yes… need it in me…”

And we were well on our way to it. My fly popped open and I felt the zipper slide down, my cock springing free as fingers curled into the hem of my shorts and dragged them down my thighs.

…while Charity still had a firm grip on my shoulders.

…with both hands.

I suddenly realized just as I felt a pair of lips engulf my cock, plunging so that the mushroom head hit the back of someone’s throat… Charity and I weren’t the only ones in here.

“Oh fuuuuck,” I groaned around the nipple in my mouth.

The little woman in my arms giggled and then gasped. “She’s just… making sure you’re ready for me…”

I released the nipple from my lips and hauled her up so that we were face-to-face, our foreheads touching. Our breaths mingled as we stared at each other through the total darkness, chests rising and falling as lust built. “I was ready before you dragged me in here.”

Emphasizing my meaning, I reached down, grasped the flimsy excuse for panties she was wearing, and gave them a firm tug. I was right—they tore apart like wet construction paper and left me with a fully nude young woman in my arms… ready to fuck.

“Put me in,” I groaned and then crushed my lips to Charity’s for a deep, soul-searing kiss.

Whoever was down there slowly backed off my member, carefully pulling it from her throat and out from between her lips at an agonizing pace. Fingers curled gently around my balls massaging them as the tip of my cock slid out of wet warmth. I felt delicate fingers wrap around the base of my cock, and moments later, moist heat kissed my member as I felt myself poised at the opening of Charity’s pussy. Whoever was under Charity held me in place as her fingers continued to caress my testes.

With my mouth still locked firmly on Charity’s, I lowered her, finally getting a chance to fuck this little vixen I ate out more than a month ago in Vegas.

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To Be Continued....