Jim has just left for home, leaving Charles (Charlie by the family) at his grandmother's house. His story begins with a bang and goes from there.
My Disastrous Night 5 - Charles
Jim has just left for home, leaving Charles (Charlie by the family) at his grandmother's house. His story begins with a bang and goes from there.
"What the fuck, Grandma?" I exclaimed. I woke up to my grandmother fucking me on the couch in her living room. We were spending the night, my dad, brother and I, to go fishing in the morning. This was one trip I wished I could get out of.
"Surprise Charlie," Grandma said. "Should I stop honey?"
It only took me a few seconds to come out of my sleep and realize that I was loving it, and certainly didn't want her to stop. "God no, Grandma, that feels too good to stop," I said.
Having sex with my grandma was no big deal, but having her wake me up like that was something new. I had been fucking my grandma since I was 14 years old. I remember the first time. Grandpa had to go away for the weekend and Mom wanted me to go stay with Grandma for the two nights to keep her company and make her feel safe. Well Grandma convinced me that it would be best for her if I slept in her bed with her. She would feel safer that way. It all seemed so innocent that I didn't give her grief over it. Well a touch here, a hand resting there, here a rub, there a squeeze, before you knew it we were fucking. And that's all we did the rest of the weekend. I may have been young and could recover quickly, but Grandma knew all the moves and was surprisingly spry.
She taught me a lot and I didn't fuck anyone else until I was 16, 2 years later. But Grandma and I have had some fun times together. We used to add a little danger to our get-togethers. I remember once when I was over there, Grandpa was in the living room watching TV. I was quietly fucking Grandma in the kitchen when Grandpa called out asking when lunch would be ready. Grandma yelled back that she was just screwing around and needed to finish what she was doing first. Then she would get him his lunch. He called back that that would be fine.
Though we fucked a lot in the spare bedroom where I would stay when I spent the night, once she gave Grandpa a sleeping pill and then had me fuck her in their bed, with Grandpa snoring right next to us. I was so scared he was going to wake up but he never did.
Getting back to the current time, Grandma really starting to fuck me hard. I encouraged her and before I knew it I was shooting my cum up into her. A few minutes later we were done. We talked a bit and I let her know that I didn't want to go fishing. It didn't take much convincing to get her to cover for me and let me go spend the night at my friend Paul's house.
"How will you get there?" she asked me.
"I'll call Paul. He'll pick me up," I explained. Grandma gave me the OK and I gave Paul a call.
"Yes Paul, I'm at my grandma's house. Yes, the Christmas party, right. OK, see you in an hour." Paul had been here once, last Christmas, so he knew the way. It didn't take me long to get ready, but I didn't have to wait an hour as Paul showed up in 45 minutes.
It took nearly an hour to get back to town as I made Paul go the speed limit. When we got to his place I asked him, "So what do you want to do?"
"I want to call Samantha but she said I couldn't call until after 3:00 PM," Paul said.
"Well that's about now," I informed him.
"I guess you're right," he agreed, looking at his watch. Paul left the room to make the call and then a few minutes later said, "Come on, let's go. We have to go pick her up."
"Her Dad's just going to let you pick her up at three in the morning?" I asked.
"Yea, he's cool with it all," Paul said. "They have some mature understanding that I don't get but it lets me spend time with her. I just haven't met him yet and have to do that tonight. So when we get there you get in the back seat and hide until we drive away. I don't want him to know you are with us."
Samantha lived pretty close as we were there in about ten minutes. I got in the back seat and ducked down while Paul went to the door. A minute later he was inside the house. He wasn't in there very long before coming out with a pretty young girl in tow. I stayed hidden in the dark of the back seat until we were out of sight of the house, and then popped up.
"Hello," I said, sitting up.
"What? Who are you?" Samantha asked. "What's going on Paul?"
"This is my best friend Charles," Paul explained. "Samantha, Charles. Charles, Samantha."
Samantha was staring at me pretty hard until she suddenly smiled. "Hi Charles. Move over. I'm coming back there." She climbed out of her seat and piled into the back seat next to me. "You're kind of cute," she told me. That seemed odd coming from a girl as pretty as she was. She was young, that's for sure. She had small breasts on her short frame, light complexion but dark hair. Her makeup made her look a little Gothic, especially with her dark eyes. Her left cheek seemed red, unlike her right cheek, almost as if she had been in a fight.
"I may be cute," I told her, "but you're fucking awesome."
She leaned in and kissed me gently on the lips. "That was nice of you to say Charles." Moving to the side of my head she whispered, "Speaking of fucking, do you want to fuck me now?" She then took her hand and rubbed my groin area. My dick didn't waste any time getting hard. "I'll take this as a yes," she said, continuing to rub my erection in my pants.
I knew it had only been about 5 minutes since we left her house and Paul's house had to be close but Paul pulled over under the dark of a tree and stopped the car. "Let's save the foreplay for later," Samantha said as she unbuttoned and unzipped my jeans. I lifted up so she could pull them partway down. She did the same herself and then straddled me on the back car seat. A second later I was inside this gorgeous creature.
"What's it feel like to fuck a 14-year-old little girl Charles?" she teased as she moved her body up and down my shaft.
"Incredible," is all I said.
She leaned in and kissed me full on the mouth and holding our kiss, increased her attack on my shaft. I began moaning with pleasure while at the same time I struggled to breath through my nose. She wouldn't break the kiss, but just fucked me harder. A minute later I felt my climax hit, my cum rise up through my shaft and then shoot somewhere deep in her vagina. She felt it too, holding her body still on mine as I filled her with my cum.
Breaking our kiss she spoke, "Wow, now that's what I call an introduction. Paul, you never told me you had such a fucking good friend as Charles. Have you been keeping him to yourself, or just sharing him with your other girlfriends?"
Paul took off again, heading home. "I'm not gay and I have no other girlfriends."
"We'll see about that," Samantha said laughing. She got off me and we both got our clothes pulled up.
We got to Paul's house and parked in the garage. Samantha took my arm like I was her new best friend and walked me into the house like it was her own.
"Paul, let's use your parents' bed. It's bigger," Samantha said.
This was freaky. They weren't waiting for anything. We went to Paul's parents' bedroom and the two of them began stripping. So I followed suit. Before I had my clothes all off, Paul and Samantha were making out, nude on the bed. I just finished taking off my clothes and then sat down on a nearby chair. They stopped rolling around. Paul was on top, Samantha on her back. Paul grunted as he thrust hard into her. The next moment he was fucking her hard and fast. He couldn't have lasted three or four minutes before he shot his wad. I was hard just watching the two of them.
A minute later he rolled off of her and said, "Charles, quick, your turn. Get over here."
I got up and climbed up on the bed. "Hurry," Samantha said. So I took my hand and guided my shaft to her opening. She was soaking with her own juices and Paul's cum. I slid myself into her for the second time that night, much more easily this time than last. "Fuck me fast and hard Charles," she instructed. So I did. Since I had cum a little while earlier in the car I was easily able to out-last Paul. But after about 7 or 8 minutes of hard fucking I either needed to cum or take a rest break. Cum won out and I unloaded myself again inside of Samantha. Once it was clear I was empty she pushed at my chest and said, "Now get off."
I did, only to be replaced by Paul who somehow managed to get another hard on. He fucked Samantha longer this time and she rewarded him with the most boisterous orgasm I had ever witnessed. She screamed and thrashed about, repeatedly thrusting her midsection up into the air. She almost bounced poor Paul off the bed. But he rode her hard and forced her down while he gave her another load of his cum.
When everyone was settled down Paul looked to me and said, "Thanks Charles. I've wanted to do that for a long time but just never had the stamina myself. With your help I was finally able to ride the bull so-to-speak, and she sure can kick."
"God that was out of this world," I said, still stunned at what had just happened.
"Well boys, I think you both need to rest a bit," Samantha observed. "So while you are doing that you can treat me to some of that foreplay we skipped earlier. Who wants to eat me first?"
She didn't really wait for an answer. She grabbed me and pulled me back up onto the bed. On her back she spread her legs to me. I knew what to do. I licked all over her body from head to toe. I spent extra time on her young breasts, kissing and sucking, but that was nothing to what I did with her pussy. I had her crying with pleasure before I was done.
"Paul, get up on the bed on your back so your legs hang over the side at mid-thigh," Samantha told him. Once there she straddled him and slid his now hard shaft up into her vagina. "Now Charles, stand next to the bed behind me, between Paul's legs, yes, just like that." Samantha bent down close to Paul's chest. "OK Charles, put it in."
"In your...uh," I was starting to stutter.
"Yes, in my ass," she finished for me.
I was hard but was I hard enough, I wondered. But I didn't need to worry. Samantha was a pro and knew how to open herself up to a guy. It was still tight but I didn't have to work too hard to get my shaft into her ass. My first thought was fire. I couldn't believe how hot it was. My second thought was how tight it felt.
"OK you two, now fuck me," she ordered like she was in charge. I think maybe she was.
I managed to get in sync with Paul and we both slid into our respective holes at the same time and pulled out at the same time. We managed to go for quite a little while before Samantha said, "You need to cum soon because I'm about there and I want us to cum together."
Paul said, "I can cum any time now."
"So can I," I added. "In fact I can't hold off much longer."
"Then do it," Samantha told us both, and we did, exploding at the same time inside of her. That must have been what she needed to send her over the edge. She went stiff and was almost growling out a scream of pleasure, or was it pain. I didn't know but I wondered what it felt like to her to have two people climaxing with you at the same time.
"Oh my God, that was fantastic," she exclaimed. "You guys should try it."
"Well that would be a little difficult since we are built a little different than you," Paul said as I pulled myself out of Samantha allowing Paul to do the same.
"Are you afraid Paul?" Samantha asked him, bouncing up on the bed away from Paul.
"What do you mean? I'm not afraid of anything," he bragged.
"I mean afraid to get fucked in the ass," she said. "That's the only way you'll know how it feels."
"Never. I'm not a fag and I'll never do it," he said with finality.
"I'll do it," I calmly said. "But that means Paul would have to do it anyway, at least a version of it."
"No way," Paul said.
"Good for you Charles," Samantha praised me. "A brave soul. Now come on Paul, let's work a deal here. If you do this for me I will make it worth your while. You know I can too. I have some really young girlfriends that would love to have a little love fest with you. Do this and I'll make that party a reality for you."
"I don't know," Paul said, continuing to resist. "We're talking fucking a guy."
Samantha continued to work her deal. "They're virgin young girlfriends Paul, every last one of them, until they party with you of course."
"If I do this, neither of you are to ever say anything about it, ever," he said. "I will deny it if you do."
"Agreed," Samantha and I said in unison.
Samantha got up on the bed on her knees and had me mount her from behind. I was well planted in her pussy when she had Paul get behind me.
"Now push out Charles, like you are going to have a bowel movement," she instructed. "And Paul you know how to fuck an ass so just do it."
I did as Samantha said, pushing out. Then I felt Paul force his prick up into my ass. It hurt at first and even felt a little hot, burning sort of. Then Paul began sliding his hard dick in and out of my ass, slowly but at a steady rhythm. When he pulled out I took that opportunity to push into Samantha's pussy. Then as I pulled outward from her I met Paul's inward thrust. I kept pace with Paul. As he sped up so did I. It was an incredibly erotic feeling. I felt like I was harder than I had ever been. I kept getting hotter, like my whole body was overheating.
Paul kept increasing his pace until he was going at a pretty fast clip, forcing me to do the same with Samantha. I didn't sense that I was going to cum anytime soon but everything was on fire and my whole body was tingling. Then Paul climaxed. He shoved his hard dick deep inside of me and shot off his cum. I felt it release in me and it sent some sort of signal to my own prick. Without warning my body climaxed but it was unlike any I had ever experienced. My cum came up through my dick like one huge glob and when it shot out my whole body went numb. I felt like I was going to pass out. Then all that heat, that fire that had been building up inside of me seemed to explode throughout. Every nerve in my body reacted as if my whole being was climaxing.
Then it was over. I felt little spasms of cum trying to get out but my body was still reeling from that massive climax I just had. I looked down and saw Samantha, head down in the pillow, totally out of breath.
Paul pulled out of me in one quick movement and Samantha fell forward releasing me from her as well. We all just collapsed onto the bed and didn't say a word for the longest time. Finally I spoke. "Paul, you got to try that some day."
"Maybe, some day," he replied. "But Samantha's going to have to give me more than a few virgin pre-teens."
"I can get you whatever you want, Paul," she bragged. "But none of them will ever be as good as fucking me. You know that."
"I believe it," Paul said.
We rested and talked for about a half hour before Samantha announced that she needed to get home before her mom got back. We cleaned up, got dressed, and took her home. On the way back I said, "You know my dad is going to be pretty pissed when he finds me missing. Maybe I should just go home too. Then I can ride back with him to my grandma's house in the morning and do his little fishing trip."
Paul was disappointed but let me get my stuff and then took me home. Had I just gone to bed when I got there, everything would have been fine. But I had to investigate a commotion I heard up in my parents' room. I was pretty sure it wasn't my dad because his truck wasn't out front and that's where he always parks it. I went to their room and listened at the door. The door was shut. There was definitely something going on. There were voices and talking though I couldn't make out what was being said. It didn't make sense anyway. There were also grunts and swear words, like either a fight or ... or two people fucking. If my dad wasn't there then who was in there fucking my mom?
Slowly and quietly I opened the bedroom door. The light that filtered in through the window told the story. There were two people on the bed. Mom was on her back, completely nude, her tits bouncing up and down with each thrust from her partner. As I looked to see who it was I was shocked. I couldn't believe it. There in front of me was my little 14-year-old brother Tony, fucking my mom. I quickly but still quietly pulled the door shut and went to my room. What would Dad say if he knew? I didn't know what to do so I did nothing. I didn't sleep much either.
The End (Until Tony tells his story)
What should Charles do? Run back to his mom's room and stop his brother and mom, perhaps join them, call his dad and tell him what's going on, or just keep this secret? Maybe he should just sleep on it and see what the morning brings. What would you do if you found your mother fucking your younger 14-year-old brother? Tony still has to tell his side of the story before the pieces of this disastrous night start coming together. Keep reading and keep giving me your comments. Constructive comments are great but even those vitriolic comments are OK as they inspire other readers to fight back. I love the interchange. Thanks.