Page 23 of This Thing With Charlie

“You’re already making me scream,” I shouted out as he bit down on my other nipple.

“My friend Andreas likes the pain. He’s a bit extreme though, wants you to beat him black and blue as you fuck him. I’ve seen him in action, and that’s not my thing. I get the humiliation kink, but the violence? I understand sensations and little things like…”

He twisted my nipple again, and my body jerked uncontrollably as my hands swatted him off my skin.

“I don’t like the pain,” I huffed, “… but I like… I like the other stuff… what you’re doing… now,” I confessed as he tickled my balls with his fingers.

“Did you sort out that thing with… your friend?” I asked, trying to buy myself a breather. Because sex? Like this? My heart was beating far too fast, and my dick was threatening to explode.

“Andreas? Met him for coffee the other day. Awkward as fuck. The threesome was kind of a bad idea in the first place because, you know. I don’t fancy him, not really, but anyway, at least he met up with me. But he was with this dude that kind of stalked him for a while. Not a good setup if you ask me, but he said he was happy. You know. And he had an almighty bruise on his neck, yet he was smiling so hard, and the guy was like totally besotted with him.”

“That’s not right,” I said and kissed his cheek.

“Maybe you could talk to him? Being a Doctor and all?”

“I can try,” I said, feeling sheepish. “I could refer him to the right people?”

“Would that turn you on? If someone treated you like that?”

“Violence? No. Dirty talk is sometimes, you know, a turn on, but there is a fine line between dirty talk and verbal abuse.”

“So, if I told you that you were a good little cocksucker, would that make you horny?”

“Maybe.” I blushed. I could feel the redness creeping up my cheeks.

“What about if I told you that you were a right slut for my cock, and that your little hole was probably clenching right now waiting for me to fill you up?”

I swallowed, trying to think of something to say.

“Want my cock in that mouth of yours? Or do you want yours down my throat? Wanna push it deep inside my mouth and watch me gag on it? Want to tug at my hair as you fuck my face?

“Charlie...” I moaned.

“You’re a little turned on now.” He stroked my cock, and my body hummed.

“Bossy-dirty-talking Charlie scares me a little.”

“I’m only bossy in bed.” He laughed and kissed my mouth. “And I totally get off on others being bossy too. I’ve had some awesome threesomes where I basically sucked everyone off…”

“Shut up, Charlie,” I shouted and rolled him over. “Shut your dirty mouth,” I hissed out as I kissed the smile off his face. “I don’t want to know about the other people you’ve fucked.”

I didn’t know what had happened to my language, but my vocabulary seemed to have taken a turn for the worse.

“I’ll give you bossy.” I didn’t know what was wrong with me, but I sucked a massive bruise into his neck as I clawed down his chest. I bit at his nipples and sucked at his skin as he howled beneath me, his hips coming up to meet my hand as I grappled with his dick.

He was like… nothing I had ever seen before. Neatly trimmed pubes and an erect manhood that made me have to take a deep breath before my tongue went off and licked the head. It was a penis, and I licked it, and it was perfect.

It was a dick, and my mouth was all over it, the foreskin salty against my tongue as I tried to fit the head deeper into my mouth.

“Take it easy, babe,” he urged, his voice was soothing and calm, and his fingers back in my hair as I tried my best to take him deeper again. “Use your hand for the base and just concentrate on sucking the head. I’ll teach you how to deep throat one day. It’s bloody awesome when someone does it to you.”

“Show me,” I begged as I drooled all over my hand. There was spit on his dick. Spit everywhere. I smeared it all over his length as I took him back in, humming as he filled my mouth. His mouth spilled out words of encouragement as I let him go, finishing off with licking his slit.

“Turn around,” he demanded and then tugged at me until my dick was… in his face.

Overwhelmed. That was the only feeling I could describe. My head seemed to have lost all coherent thought. My senses obviously at breaking point, and my dick strained with something I didn’t quite understand as he opened his mouth up there, and my legs did some badly thought out splits onto the mattress as my cock sank down onto his tongue.

He licked me, rounded movements around the head which strangely made me shiver. Then his mouth was all around me, and I watched mesmerised as my dick sank deeper and deeper inside his mouth.

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