Charles Carmichael - Sex Stories

Charles Carmichael

... forth in a slow sensual motion. Just as Charles was about to cum he pulled his cock away from her. Pushing her body back against the chair, Charles began to take advantage of her blindfold. Kissing his way around her body. Jumping from place to place. He eventually moved his way down to her knickers and removed them for her as she raised her hips. Pulling them down he saw her soaking, wet, pussy for the first time. It was bulging and it was beautiful. Mr Carmichael began kissing it with his lips, licking the woman’s pussy and its surrounding area. Shoving his whole tongue into her pussy and tasting all she had to offer him he began to gently massage her clit with his thumb. Removing his tongue from her pussy he moved it up to her clit, taking two of his fingers and soaking them first in his mouth, Charles then entered her pussy with them both. Teasing his way in slowly and almost tickling her pussy entrance with both his fingers. The woman slowly moved her hips in front of him, begging and moaning for him to shove his fingers deep inside her pussy. He did so, not wanting to disappoint her. Moving his fingers in her pussy and massaging her g-spot. After what seemed like forever for the woman, Charles stood up and began wanking his cock again. Spitting on the head of his thick cock and massaging the saliva around its head he pulled the woman’s legs into him and spread spread the,. Using one hand to guide his cock into her pussy he ...

... began fucking her hard. He removed the whole length of his cock out of her pussy so that just the tip of it was resting lightly against her pussy lips, and waited until she squirmed under him for more before he reentered her. The woman began moaning in pleasure, getting louder and louder the closer she came to orgasm. Just as she came, and upon feeling her pussy pulsating against his cock, Charles allowed himself to cum inside her pussy. Falling down into her he held her close for a moment and kissed her gently on the lips and around her face. Removing his tie from around her eyes and untying her hands, Mr Carmichael stood her up. They kissed and he held her tightly around the waist. Smacking her bottom as she skipped up stairs to get a shower before they settled down for the night. Charles Carmichael had other things on his mind. He gathered his clothes and belongings from the woman’s living room. He dressed himself and checked himself in the mirror. He opened the woman’s front door and he left. He made his way back to the train station. Waited for the 11.58pm train back to his home town. Arriving later at home than he had planned, but not as he expected. He undressed himself, hung up his suit and put his pants, socks and shirts into the wash. Walking around his flat naked, Charles made himself some food quickly. He got showered, and he went to bed. Checking his alarm was set for 6am. He went to sl**p. Just as he did on every other day.