The cash register rang and Charlie picked up the black plastic bag full of vibrators, dildos and other toys. She’d wanted some new training aids for Courtney’s “education”, and this store had a fantastic selection. As she approached the door, it opened, and she came face-to-face with another woman, a beautiful strawberry-blonde with sky-blue eyes and a fantastic figure clad in stylish black clothes, her breasts pushed into a pleasing cleavage in a leather corset. She looked a little flushed, as if embarrassed.
“Oh!” the woman exclaimed, moving aside. “Uh, please, go ahead.” The aisle was a little cramped, making navigation difficult. As Charlie squeezed past, she breathed in, and immediately felt a surge of lust. It was an animalistic odour, sexy and primal. A gasp escaped her lips.
Marcella thought she’d just edge past the sexy mature businesswoman. She was aching for sex and thought she might find some fap material here at the store, or maybe give in and try one of the glory holes… but when she met eyes with Charlie, she couldn’t help but feel a swelling attraction to her. Marcella heard the other woman suck in air as she passed.
“Hm, I don’t normally do this,” Charlie said, trying to keep her voice from betraying her excitement. “But would you like to have dinner with me?” Just being close to the girl was sending pulsing waves of arousal from Charlie’s brain to her cock. Just something about that smell…!
“I, uh, well, yes!” Marcella said with suprise, her impulse overriding her judgement. “That would be wonderful.” Her heart pounded. She was already horny, but being this close to a woman as hot as Charlie was making her juices run hot.
“Good,” Charlie purred, placing her hand on Marcella’s arm. “My name is Charlie.” She couldn’t explain her sudden desire for this woman, nor did she want to. Charlie merely wanted her. A stocking-clad leg brushed Marcella’s bare thigh, and it was her turn to gasp. It came perilously close to grazing her swelling cock under her skirt.
“Marcella,” the amber-haired beauty blurted. “Nice to meet you.”
“Pleasure,” Charlie said, the word laden with meaning. “Do you mind if we ride together? My place is a bit of a drive.”
“Oh, I didn’t bring a car,” Marcella shook her head as they exited.
“Quite all right,” Charlie smiled, tapping her cellphone and lifting it to her ear. “Courtney? Set out another place for dinner.” Her hand closed over Marcella’s.
They lasted until the elevator ride.
***
The doors closed, Charlie grabbed Marcella and pulled her into a kiss. Marcella kissed back, moaning into Charlie’s mouth as the elevator rose to Charlie’s penthouse. Their hands squeezed and caressed each other, Marcella’s slipping under Charlie’s coat and Charlie’s sliding down the taut leather shell of Marcella’s corset. The silver-haired woman groaned as Marcella squeezed her breasts through bra and blouse. This girl had intoxicated Charlie. She let her hands slide down to Marcella’s hips and grip tightly.
Tongues slithered together as they kissed. Charlie’s hips jerked forward, shoving her swelling package between Marcella’s legs. It collided with something equally swollen and hot. Marcella’s eyes widened.
“Oh my,” Charlie gasped, breaking the kiss. “You’re just full of surprises, aren’t you?”
“I was gonna say the same,” Marcella panted. She was relieved that they shared more than just mutual attraction.
“Mmmmf, If we didn’t have dinner waiting, I’d take you right here,” Charlie said huskily, breathing in Marcella’s musk and brushing a lock of hair out of her eyes. It was even stronger now that they had worked up a sweat.
They left the elevator hand in hand. as the doors opened. Marcella marveled at the elegance of the apartment. Her eyes fell on the petite maid by the dining room door. She saw that it was a boy, dressed in a frilly uniform. His pinkish nipples peeked over the hem of his top and he fidgeted with his skirts, smoothing down the front almost compulsively.
“Dinner is served, Mistress,” he said, long-lashed eyes downcast. Charlie nodded and handed him the bag in her hand.
“See to dessert, Courtney,” she commanded. He nodded and scuttled off, his glossy black heels clacking on the polished wood floor.
They sat and began to eat, partaking of the spicy chicken and tender vegetables. Both women ate sparingly, their minds and bodies roiling with sexual energy. Marcella’s hand squeezed Charlie’s thigh. Charlie drew a stockinged foot up Marcella’s inner leg.
“I think we should skip dinner,” Marcella groaned as she felt Charlie’s toes stroking her cock. She put down her fork. “Go right to dessert.”
“You read my mind,” Charlie smiled, dabbing her lips with a napkin. “Courtney! Clear the table!”
Courtney appeared and began removing the flatware and dishes. Marcella could see that he was panting and shivering from something, and it didn’t become clear until she watched him carry the tray away: there was a thin cord dangling from his behind with a controller tucked into his stocking! Before she could comment on it, charlie pulled her into another kiss.
This one was hungry and insistent, and Charlie groped Marcella’s body, hands crawling around her to undo the corset. Marcella retaliated, undoing buttons down Charlie’s blouse until the lacy cups of her bra were exposed, and with it, an expanse of creamy mocha skin. Marcella’s corset came loose with a tug of Charlie’s fingers, and her pale breasts were free, pink nipples hardening in the cool air. Charlie’s blouse was quickly discarded, and she moaned as Marcella leaned in to taste her dark teats.
Charlie gasped as Marcella’s lips teased her nipples, coaxing them to stiffness. The blonde peeled Charlie’s skirt off, releasing her cock as it hardened in her silky panties. Marcella pulled the thong aside and gently stroked Charlie to full erection as her tongue swirled around a delicious brown nipple.
“My turn,” the silver-haired beauty said huskily. She pushed Marcella on the table and unzipped her skirt, wanting to free that wonderful tool from its prison. The thick monster sprung free, its head already slippery with precum, as Charlie tugged those black panties down. “Ooooh, you’re… wet.”
At first glance, Marcella and her appeared to share identical anatomy, but Marcella had a little bonus: a pretty pink pussy nestled behind her balls! It was wet enough to leave a puddle on the table. Charlie bit her lip and brought the panties to her nose, breathing in Marcella’s unique scent. It made her shiver with delight. “Looks like I hit the jackpot.”
“Ohhh, me too,” Marcella moaned, cupping her breasts and laying back as Charlie began to finger her. She heard Courtney return, obediently pushing a cart stacked with vibrators, dildos and lube, as if anticipating his mistress’s wishes. Charlie held up a couple of the toys like they were utensils and grinned at Marcella. The blonde pointed to the vibrator in Charlie’s hand. “That one… pleeeease.”
“Excellent choice.” Charlie began to run the vibrator up and down Marcella’s pussy lips, making her moan as its buzzing aroused her to her core. It slid in easily, Marcella’s slick passage guiding it through. Charlie wrapped her wet fingers around Marcella’s cock and began stroking, doubling the unique girl’s pleasure. She squeezed her breasts as Charlie stroked her, pinching and tugging her nipples. She paused to show Marcella another pair of toys. “And for your behind…?”
“The blue one,” Marcella moaned. Charlie coated the stiff silicone in lube and planted it on the table. She pulled Marcella back to a sitting position, and the younger woman squatted on the thick blue dick. It eased into her slowly, but it was heaven all the way. Marcella whimpered as she got used to the amazing fullness, gridnding her hips slowly on the thick toy.
“I want you,” Charlie panted, her heart thrumming in her chest. She brought the tip of Marcella’s cock to her lips and swirled her tongue around the pink helmet. The strangeness of the urge almost scared her, but she knew it wouldn’t be denied. “Inside me…”
She squeezed out a glob of the lube into her hand and began stroking Marcella’s length with both hands. It took another palmful to get it just slippery enough. Charlie climbed atop Marcella, and Marcella obliged, guiding herself into Charlie’s hole. Both women gasped at the wonderful sensation as the head pushed into the tight rosebud. Charlie slid down, letting her weight carry her, grimacing as she felt Marcella going deep. Marcella grunted as she felt herself bottoming out. her cock sliding as deep as possible inside Charlie. They both moaned as Charlie rolled her hips, humping against Marcella’s thickness. She pushed Marcella down against the table and rode her like she was building up speed on a horse.
Marcella laid back on the table, feeling Charlie’s ass grip her. The other woman’s cock bobbed and slapped Marcella’s breasts with each bounce of her hips, and it gave the blonde an idea. She caught it between her tits, pushing them together to grip it like a soft, pillowy vise.
“Naughty,” Charlie grunted, playing with her own breasts as she rode her lover. She felt a wetness on her fingers as her nipples began to express milk, trickling down the slopes of her tits. Marcella’s cock was amazing! It filled her like nothing ever had before, and every throb and thrust made Charlie shudder. She plowed between Marcella’s tits even harder, feeling a familiar sensation building in her.
“Mmmmm,” Marcella moaned. She could feel Charlie’s anal muscles twitching around her length. Every time the silver-haired beauty rocked her hips, it jolted Marcella’s pleasure centres through her ass, pussy and cock. She knew she wouldn’t last long with this triple stimulation! On impulse, she closed her lips around Charlie’s cockhead and gave it a gentle suck.
“Ohhhh, Marcella!” Charlie cried out, her body stiffening as the orgasm hit her. Her cock twitched, pisshole flaring as cum spurted, splattering in thick pulses against Marcella’s face. Streams of milk sprayed from her nipples as she squeezed the dark teats. The blonde moaned as she felt her own orgasm erupt, Charlie’s insistently flexing hole pushing her over the edge. Her cock swelled rhythmically inside Charlie, pumping a flood of cream into her wonderful ass.
Marcella bent her head forward and lapped up the thick and delicious sperm as it plopped in her open mouth. Charlie groaned, shocks of pleasure coursing through her from the wonderful wet touch. She felt Marcella’s cock still twitching inside her, along with a sense of gooey fullness.
They stayed like that until they had caught their breath, sweat cooling on their skin. Charlie reached down to brush a lock of hair out of Marcella’s eyes.
“Next time, why don’t we eat out?” she suggested with a twinkle in her eye. Marcella laughed.
Hmmm, I think Charlie's going to be getting the urge to bottom more and more often if she keeps giving in to it, you never know maybe she's getting to like it.
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My Girlfriend is a Shemale, but Charlie is hotter
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I'm intrigued.
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“Oh!” the woman exclaimed, moving aside. “Uh, please, go ahead.” The aisle was a little cramped, making navigation difficult. As Charlie squeezed past, she breathed in, and immediately felt a surge of lust. It was an animalistic odour, sexy and primal. A gasp escaped her lips.
Marcella thought she’d just edge past the sexy mature businesswoman. She was aching for sex and thought she might find some fap material here at the store, or maybe give in and try one of the glory holes… but when she met eyes with Charlie, she couldn’t help but feel a swelling attraction to her. Marcella heard the other woman suck in air as she passed.
“Hm, I don’t normally do this,” Charlie said, trying to keep her voice from betraying her excitement. “But would you like to have dinner with me?” Just being close to the girl was sending pulsing waves of arousal from Charlie’s brain to her cock. Just something about that smell…!
“I, uh, well, yes!” Marcella said with suprise, her impulse overriding her judgement. “That would be wonderful.” Her heart pounded. She was already horny, but being this close to a woman as hot as Charlie was making her juices run hot.
“Good,” Charlie purred, placing her hand on Marcella’s arm. “My name is Charlie.” She couldn’t explain her sudden desire for this woman, nor did she want to. Charlie merely wanted her. A stocking-clad leg brushed Marcella’s bare thigh, and it was her turn to gasp. It came perilously close to grazing her swelling cock under her skirt.
“Marcella,” the amber-haired beauty blurted. “Nice to meet you.”
“Pleasure,” Charlie said, the word laden with meaning. “Do you mind if we ride together? My place is a bit of a drive.”
“Oh, I didn’t bring a car,” Marcella shook her head as they exited.
“Quite all right,” Charlie smiled, tapping her cellphone and lifting it to her ear. “Courtney? Set out another place for dinner.” Her hand closed over Marcella’s.
They lasted until the elevator ride.
***
The doors closed, Charlie grabbed Marcella and pulled her into a kiss. Marcella kissed back, moaning into Charlie’s mouth as the elevator rose to Charlie’s penthouse. Their hands squeezed and caressed each other, Marcella’s slipping under Charlie’s coat and Charlie’s sliding down the taut leather shell of Marcella’s corset. The silver-haired woman groaned as Marcella squeezed her breasts through bra and blouse. This girl had intoxicated Charlie. She let her hands slide down to Marcella’s hips and grip tightly.
Tongues slithered together as they kissed. Charlie’s hips jerked forward, shoving her swelling package between Marcella’s legs. It collided with something equally swollen and hot. Marcella’s eyes widened.
“Oh my,” Charlie gasped, breaking the kiss. “You’re just full of surprises, aren’t you?”
“I was gonna say the same,” Marcella panted. She was relieved that they shared more than just mutual attraction.
“Mmmmf, If we didn’t have dinner waiting, I’d take you right here,” Charlie said huskily, breathing in Marcella’s musk and brushing a lock of hair out of her eyes. It was even stronger now that they had worked up a sweat.
They left the elevator hand in hand. as the doors opened. Marcella marveled at the elegance of the apartment. Her eyes fell on the petite maid by the dining room door. She saw that it was a boy, dressed in a frilly uniform. His pinkish nipples peeked over the hem of his top and he fidgeted with his skirts, smoothing down the front almost compulsively.
“Dinner is served, Mistress,” he said, long-lashed eyes downcast. Charlie nodded and handed him the bag in her hand.
“See to dessert, Courtney,” she commanded. He nodded and scuttled off, his glossy black heels clacking on the polished wood floor.
They sat and began to eat, partaking of the spicy chicken and tender vegetables. Both women ate sparingly, their minds and bodies roiling with sexual energy. Marcella’s hand squeezed Charlie’s thigh. Charlie drew a stockinged foot up Marcella’s inner leg.
“I think we should skip dinner,” Marcella groaned as she felt Charlie’s toes stroking her cock. She put down her fork. “Go right to dessert.”
“You read my mind,” Charlie smiled, dabbing her lips with a napkin. “Courtney! Clear the table!”
Courtney appeared and began removing the flatware and dishes. Marcella could see that he was panting and shivering from something, and it didn’t become clear until she watched him carry the tray away: there was a thin cord dangling from his behind with a controller tucked into his stocking! Before she could comment on it, charlie pulled her into another kiss.
This one was hungry and insistent, and Charlie groped Marcella’s body, hands crawling around her to undo the corset. Marcella retaliated, undoing buttons down Charlie’s blouse until the lacy cups of her bra were exposed, and with it, an expanse of creamy mocha skin. Marcella’s corset came loose with a tug of Charlie’s fingers, and her pale breasts were free, pink nipples hardening in the cool air. Charlie’s blouse was quickly discarded, and she moaned as Marcella leaned in to taste her dark teats.
Charlie gasped as Marcella’s lips teased her nipples, coaxing them to stiffness. The blonde peeled Charlie’s skirt off, releasing her cock as it hardened in her silky panties. Marcella pulled the thong aside and gently stroked Charlie to full erection as her tongue swirled around a delicious brown nipple.
“My turn,” the silver-haired beauty said huskily. She pushed Marcella on the table and unzipped her skirt, wanting to free that wonderful tool from its prison. The thick monster sprung free, its head already slippery with precum, as Charlie tugged those black panties down. “Ooooh, you’re… wet.”
At first glance, Marcella and her appeared to share identical anatomy, but Marcella had a little bonus: a pretty pink pussy nestled behind her balls! It was wet enough to leave a puddle on the table. Charlie bit her lip and brought the panties to her nose, breathing in Marcella’s unique scent. It made her shiver with delight. “Looks like I hit the jackpot.”
“Ohhh, me too,” Marcella moaned, cupping her breasts and laying back as Charlie began to finger her. She heard Courtney return, obediently pushing a cart stacked with vibrators, dildos and lube, as if anticipating his mistress’s wishes. Charlie held up a couple of the toys like they were utensils and grinned at Marcella. The blonde pointed to the vibrator in Charlie’s hand. “That one… pleeeease.”
“Excellent choice.” Charlie began to run the vibrator up and down Marcella’s pussy lips, making her moan as its buzzing aroused her to her core. It slid in easily, Marcella’s slick passage guiding it through. Charlie wrapped her wet fingers around Marcella’s cock and began stroking, doubling the unique girl’s pleasure. She squeezed her breasts as Charlie stroked her, pinching and tugging her nipples. She paused to show Marcella another pair of toys. “And for your behind…?”
“The blue one,” Marcella moaned. Charlie coated the stiff silicone in lube and planted it on the table. She pulled Marcella back to a sitting position, and the younger woman squatted on the thick blue dick. It eased into her slowly, but it was heaven all the way. Marcella whimpered as she got used to the amazing fullness, gridnding her hips slowly on the thick toy.
“I want you,” Charlie panted, her heart thrumming in her chest. She brought the tip of Marcella’s cock to her lips and swirled her tongue around the pink helmet. The strangeness of the urge almost scared her, but she knew it wouldn’t be denied. “Inside me…”
She squeezed out a glob of the lube into her hand and began stroking Marcella’s length with both hands. It took another palmful to get it just slippery enough. Charlie climbed atop Marcella, and Marcella obliged, guiding herself into Charlie’s hole. Both women gasped at the wonderful sensation as the head pushed into the tight rosebud. Charlie slid down, letting her weight carry her, grimacing as she felt Marcella going deep. Marcella grunted as she felt herself bottoming out. her cock sliding as deep as possible inside Charlie. They both moaned as Charlie rolled her hips, humping against Marcella’s thickness. She pushed Marcella down against the table and rode her like she was building up speed on a horse.
Marcella laid back on the table, feeling Charlie’s ass grip her. The other woman’s cock bobbed and slapped Marcella’s breasts with each bounce of her hips, and it gave the blonde an idea. She caught it between her tits, pushing them together to grip it like a soft, pillowy vise.
“Naughty,” Charlie grunted, playing with her own breasts as she rode her lover. She felt a wetness on her fingers as her nipples began to express milk, trickling down the slopes of her tits. Marcella’s cock was amazing! It filled her like nothing ever had before, and every throb and thrust made Charlie shudder. She plowed between Marcella’s tits even harder, feeling a familiar sensation building in her.
“Mmmmm,” Marcella moaned. She could feel Charlie’s anal muscles twitching around her length. Every time the silver-haired beauty rocked her hips, it jolted Marcella’s pleasure centres through her ass, pussy and cock. She knew she wouldn’t last long with this triple stimulation! On impulse, she closed her lips around Charlie’s cockhead and gave it a gentle suck.
“Ohhhh, Marcella!” Charlie cried out, her body stiffening as the orgasm hit her. Her cock twitched, pisshole flaring as cum spurted, splattering in thick pulses against Marcella’s face. Streams of milk sprayed from her nipples as she squeezed the dark teats. The blonde moaned as she felt her own orgasm erupt, Charlie’s insistently flexing hole pushing her over the edge. Her cock swelled rhythmically inside Charlie, pumping a flood of cream into her wonderful ass.
Marcella bent her head forward and lapped up the thick and delicious sperm as it plopped in her open mouth. Charlie groaned, shocks of pleasure coursing through her from the wonderful wet touch. She felt Marcella’s cock still twitching inside her, along with a sense of gooey fullness.
They stayed like that until they had caught their breath, sweat cooling on their skin. Charlie reached down to brush a lock of hair out of Marcella’s eyes.
“Next time, why don’t we eat out?” she suggested with a twinkle in her eye. Marcella laughed.
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