Chapter 21
Andy
Our little excursion to the waterfall seems to have helped with Charlie’s mood since seeing those roses on her step. On the drive back to her place, her mood is bubbly and content. She keeps pointing out random things around town and telling me stories from when she was younger.
I think my favourite was probably when she pointed at the old horse racing track and informed me that that was where she gave her first hand job, under the bleachers.
I didn’t even need to say anything. She squeaked so adorably and slapped her hand over her mouth, her face turning that delectable shade of red that it does when she says something inappropriate.
“Can you please forget I said that?” Charlie looks sheepish.
“Not a chance,” I retort quickly with a chuckle.
“At least don’t tell the other guys,” She urges. “I’m so embarrassed.”
“It can be our little secret on one condition,” I tell her.
“Okay, what’s that?”
“You let me take you there sometime,” I say with a wink.
“Oh my god,” Charlie whispers, laughing.
We reach her place too quickly for my liking, and Charlie looks over at me. “Wanna come inside?”
“What changed?” I ask her. Does it matter?
“You were nice to me, so let me be nice to you. Plus, there is a gas fireplace, and we can warm up together.”
Well, I have better ideas about how we can warm up, but I don’t want to be presumptuous. I’ll let Charlie lead. This time.
“Okay let’s do it.”
We go inside and after getting our coats and boots off Charlie goes to the kitchen to put her rose in some water before meeting me in the living room. Charlie’s parents have a really nice place. And it’s clean. Too clean. Charlie must have been horrified when Max showed her our place.
“Well, it’s no bachelor pad but my parents like it enough,” she says as she flicks the switch that ignites the fireplace.
Charlie flops down on the couch and pats the seat next to her. I sit down and watch Charlie start gentling massaging her toes.
“If I had known you were going to take me hiking, I probably would have worn better socks. You really should tell girls where you are taking them,” she admonishes me.
I grab one of her feet and start massaging it for her. “You’re a Canadian. You should just have better socks.” I snap the elastic of her ultra-thin ankle socks.
Charlie sticks her other foot in my lap and leans back, clearly enjoying herself. “Don’t need better socks when all my hobbies are indoors.”
I smirk at her. “And what are these indoor hobbies, exactly?”
“I like baking and reading,” she tells me confidently.
“That’s it?” I switch to massaging the other foot.
“I also like sex. That’s an indoor hobby,” Charlie teases.
I look over at her, my gaze darkening. The shock of this revelation has gone straight to my dick. “Is that so?”
Charlie’s cheeks flare again, but she nods at me.
I turn myself so that I am facing her on the couch, letting her feet drop to either side of my legs and slide in closer to her. “Well lucky for us Charlie, that is a hobby that we share.”
Charlie doesn’t have a chance to react before I lean down and kiss her.
She kisses me back immediately. Before I know it, we’re a tangle of lips, tongues, and teeth.
Her mouth tastes sweet from the smores and I hold back a groan as she whimpers against my mouth.
Charlie runs her fingers down my back. I cup the back of her neck to pull her closer to me while holding myself up with the other.
I make my way across her jawline and start kissing her neck.
She mewls and lets me continue but only for a second before pushing me onto my back with surprising strength on to the other side of the couch.
She climbs on top of me, her thighs bracketing my hips, and starts kissing me again while her hands fumble with the hem of my shirt.
It’s awkward and adorable and I am loving every second of it.
“Would you like some help, sweetheart?” I murmur, grabbing her hips and pulling us both up into a sitting position easily.
Charlie smiles at me and nods eagerly. I release her hips for a moment to pull my shirt over my head. When I emerge, Charlie is already attacking my belt buckle. She is not having a lot of luck. She’s cute and clumsy at the best of times but being excited does not help her dexterity.
“Damnit!” she mutters under her breath.
I chuckle before grabbing her wrists to stop her. “Please, allow me.”
Charlie sits back and watches me slowly remove my belt with hungry eyes.
The second it drops to the ground beside us, she’s back to attacking my pants.
She has a much easier time with the button and zipper, and I watch in adoration as she works my pants down my thighs, taking my boxers with them.
My cock springs free, and Charlie admires it for a moment before continuing her mission.
“So much effort to get my pants off. I would have happily taken them off for you if you had asked.”
Charlie huffs, finally releasing me from my pants and throwing them over the back of the couch.
She slides down to the floor on her knees and looks up at me with those beautiful doe eyes.
“I just wanted to show my appreciation, okay?” Her words are sweet, but she is looking at me anything but innocently.
Grabbing my far leg, she pulls me over so that I’m sitting proper on the couch with her between my legs.
My cock has been rock hard from the moment we started kissing.
It’s pretty obvious what Charlie is about to do.
She hesitates for a moment, but I smile at her warmly and she returns it tentatively.
Grabbing the base, Charlie starts with a long lick from the base to the tip, flicking her tongue when she gets to the end.
I groan, and she looks up at me with a saucy smirk on her face before taking the entire tip in her mouth and swirling her tongue a few times before plunging down as far as she can.
Charlie pushes herself until she gags a little but doesn’t stop.
Her head starts bobbing up and down rapidly, sucking as hard as she can while she does.
This feels god damn amazing. I moan again and I can feel Charlie’s lips trying to turn up in a smile.
It’s a struggle to not let my dominant side come out and start thrusting into her mouth.
But she said she wanted to show her appreciation, and I don’t want to scare her by doing too much too soon.
There’s plenty of time to show her my kinkier side.
Poor, sweet girl has no idea what she’s in for when we do this again.
I let Charlie suck my cock for a few more minutes before I grab the base of her ponytail and pull her off me gently. Her mouth makes a popping sound when I do, and she frowns up at me. “Hey, I was enjoying that!”
“I was too, sweetheart. But it’s my turn.”
I lean forward, grab her by the waist, and throw her down on the couch beside me.
Charlie lands with a quiet oof, then a giggle.
I have a much easier time ridding her of her pants than she did with mine.
Charlie looks up at me with a fiery desire in her eyes and if she hadn’t just been sucking my dick, I would swear she was drooling while looking at my chest and tattoos.
“Like what you see, baby?” I tease. Charlie nods enthusiastically and sits up for a moment to remove her own shirt, leaving her in only a black lacy bra. Damn, those are some gorgeous tits.
Positioning myself between her legs, I reach down and pull her boobs out from the cups of her bra, leaving them straining against the underwire. I take a moment to suck each nipple into my mouth, swirl my tongue around, and because I can’t help myself, nip each one causing her to yelp.
I kiss my way down her body and finally settle myself with my head at the apex of her thighs.
Charlie is panting at this point and seems to be struggling to not shove her pussy into my face with the way her hips are rocking on the couch.
Deciding to put her out of her misery, I use my hands to spread her open and put my mouth over her clit. Then I suck. Hard.
“Oh fuck!” Charlie cries out, throwing her head back.
Hell yeah that’s what I like to hear. I continue my ministrations on Charlie’s clit and before long I’m slipping a single finger inside her, hooking it at just the right spot to make her back arch off the couch.
“Andy, I’m gonna come,” Charlie announces only seconds before she does. She must still be sensitive from last night, because that didn’t take very long at all. She squeezes my head between her thighs, and I pause what I’m doing.
Only for a moment though. As soon as her legs start to unclench, I start up again, greedily lapping up the juices of her previous orgasm and thrusting into her with my finger. I decide to add another, and Charlie practically starts convulsing above me.
“Andy, please. Fuck. Oh my god.” Charlie’s words come out in a garbled jumble between her panting, which only encourages me and turns me on further. I keep my same pace, and Charlie comes again seconds later. This time her come squirts out and coats my face.
Fuck yes.
I sit up and lick my lips while I look down at the sex goddess before me.
Charlie has a hand over her eyes and is panting heavily.
I lean forward and move her hand away from her face.
Her pupils are blown, and her face is completely flushed.
Her hair is splayed wildly across the couch cushion her head rests on.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen anything so beautiful.
“Holy shit,” she mumbles, looking up at me.
“I’m not done,” I growl down at her.
A girl coming so hard that she squirts is easily one of my biggest turn-ons.
I know I said I would go easy this time, but I can’t seem to stop myself from flipping Charlie over roughly and bringing her ass up so that her face is pressed down into the couch.
I give Charlie’s ass cheek a quick slap and she moans, encouraging me further.
I push my fingers back inside her, pumping slowly.
“You have a magnificent pussy, Charlie. So wet for me,” I murmur as Charlie writhes beneath me, mewling softly.
“Fuck me Andy,” Charlie moans. “Please.”
“Well since you asked so nicely,” I tease, slowly removing my fingers and causing Charlie to mewl impatiently.
I lean down to grab the condom I had stashed in my jeans pocket. Call me a presumptuous fucker all you want. I would rather be prepared over blue-balled and sorry.
After putting the condom on, I position my cock at her opening, but don’t penetrate her just yet.
I rub the tip of my cock back and forth between her clit and pussy.
I had planned to start slowly and ease her into it, but Charlie had other ideas.
Bucking her hips back, I almost lose my balance as she impales herself on me with a loud moan.
“Jesus baby, you’re so fucking tight,” I whisper roughly, starting to match her pace as she fucks herself with my cock. This causes Charlie to moan even louder which encourages me further.
I start pounding into Charlie hard and fast, forcing her to death grip the sides of the couch so she doesn’t slide forward. She’s completely lost in a world of bliss, panting heavily and moaning my name under her breath.
“Who’s fucking you, baby? Let me hear you say my name.”
“Andy. Fuck,” she pants. “Andy. Andy. Andy!”
Charlie chants my name while I continue my frenzied pace. At this point we’re both slick with sweat and Charlie’s pussy is squeezing so tight. There is no way she isn’t going to come again. I lean forward, brushing my thumb against her clit.
And that’s all it takes. Charlie comes violently, screaming loudly.
Her orgasm kick-starts mine, and I explode.
I can’t remember the last time that coming felt like that.
Stars dance across my vision, and I find myself lying down gently on top of Charlie, trying to catch my breath.
My dick is still nestled inside her, where it rightfully belongs.
“That was amazing,” Charlie mumbles as we come down together.
“Yeah, it really was,” I answer, lifting myself up and giving her ass cheek a little pat. “Let’s get you cleaned up beautiful.”