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Chapter 1 Pool Party
“Can I help you, Charlotte?” asked Charlie Kenwood.
It was almost two in the morning. He’d been in his home office when a noise from the kitchen brought him to investigate. He’d flipped on the light to find Charlotte Simmons, one of his daughter Celeste’s classmates searching through the kitchen cabinets. His gaze was instantly drawn to the exposed cheeks of Charlotte’s bare bottom.
She’s not wearing any panty realized Charlie as he quietly thanked the God of Perverts. The sight of girlishly lean buttocks instantly transmitted a signal to his groin causing his cock to stir against the thin cotton of his boxers.
The exceptionally tall girl was reaching up to the highest shelf lifting her short nightgown exposing the soft folds of her labia. Charlie’s daughter, Celeste, had invited Charlotte and three other girlfriends to a Friday night swim, cookout and sleepover. Charlotte and Celeste had been classmates and very best friends all the way through the eighth grade. Both rising freshman planned to try out for Maplewood High’s girl’s basketball team when school started in another week.
“Oh,” said a startled Charlotte almost dropping the small glass she was reaching for. “I got thirsty and couldn’t find a glass.”
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to scare you. We keep the drinking glasses here,” said Charlie stepping close as he opened a cabinet. He purposefully placed his bare leg against hers as he took a large water tumbler from a lower shelf. Charlie was wearing a tee shirt and boxers and his cock was still semi-hard from looking at Internet porn.
“Thank you, I don’t mean to be a bother. I didn’t think anybody else was awake,” said Charlotte taking the glass and filling it with water from the kitchen faucet. She was aware and excited that Mr. Kenwood had gotten a good look at her bare bottom when she was reaching for the glass. Her summer nightie had been short when her Mom bought it last year. Since then she’d grown two inches.
During an earlier game of Truth or Dare with Celeste and the others, Charlotte removed her panty and separated her labia so the others could look into her vagina with a flashlight.
“Prove you don’t have a hymen,” had been Celeste’s dare.
“All right,” said Charlotte slipping her panty down then lying back on Celeste’s bed. Charlotte reached up grabbing the insteps of her feet drawing them down to her sides. The girls had laughed hysterically when Charlotte’s vagina expelled air as a result.
“Pussy farts, pussy farts,” squealed Celeste as everyone collapsed in hysterical laughter.
The other girls crowded close as Celeste parted Charlotte’s labia then shined a penlight in the small dark hole. “I can’t see that far. I wish we had one of those things they used at the gyno’s office. Doctor Madison cranks me open until she can put her hand inside. I think she’s a lesbian,” said Celeste peering into Charlotte’s narrow opening.
“It’s called a speculum,” offered Charlotte who excelled at both academics and sports. Charlotte’s index fingers entered her vagina to spread open the entrance. “There, can you see now, no cherry?” asked Charlotte recalling how a week ago, she had squatted over an illuminated mirror to view the insides of her vagina. Lately, her curiosity about sex had been insatiable.
“No hymen, so who busted your cherry, Charlotte Simmons?” asked Celeste slipping her finger inside Charlotte’s vagina as she swiped her thumb over the clitoris.
“My hairbrush, that feels good,” said Charlotte responding to Celeste’s touch.
“You should have saved it for someone you love. I certainly am,” said Patty who was the prude of the group.
“I love my hairbrush,” laughed Charlotte causing everyone else to laugh as they took turns looking into Charlotte’s vagina. Once Charlotte had responded to the dare, the other girls had to submit to a hymen search. Only Patty’s was still intact.
Charlotte fell asleep without her underwear. When she awoke thirsty, she couldn’t find her panty in the dark. She crept down downstairs thinking no one would be awake.
“Couldn’t sleep so I’ve been surfing the net,” said Charlie. Actually, Charlie had been visiting Web sites displaying nude images of girls Charlotte’s age. He had been sitting at his desk stroking his cock with one hand while clicking through images of teen age Ukrainian girls having sex with older men. His penis was still semi-hard and making a tent in his boxers.
“Did I cause that,” asked Charlotte looking directly at Charlie’s tumescence? “Sorry, I don’t mean to be rude.” What’s got into me wondered Charlotte. Celeste is my best friend. I wouldn’t want her father to think I was a slut.
“Yes, but don’t worry. Nothing is going to happen unless you want it to,” said Charlie feeling a definite spark of excitement between the two of them. Take it slow, Charlie Kenwood. She’s only fourteen. One wrong move and you could be spending the rest of your life in the penitentiary.
Maybe just maybe there is a possibility here Charlie told himself. Earlier, he’d watched the girls in the Kenwood’s backyard swimming pool. His wife, Toni, had acted pissed when she caught him masturbating in the dark spare bedroom that overlooked the pool area.
“Jesus, Charlie, put it away. You shouldn’t be jerking off when Celeste’s friends are here. They’re just fourteen year old kids and one of them is your own daughter,” said Toni who secretly shared her husband’s lust for young female flesh. She’d spent the afternoon in bed with her eighteen year old stylist who worked in the salon she patronized. A slight soreness in her vagina reminded her of the double ended dildo they’d enthusiastically shared.
“Just fantasizing, dear, you know I’d never touch one in reality,” said Charlie continuing to stroke his erect cock.
“I’m not so sure. They’re at that vulnerable age, body of a woman, mind of a child, and horny as a bitch in heat,” said Toni stepping up beside her husband. “Suppose Celeste or one of her friends saw you?”
“They can’t see me. Those bathing suits don’t hide much,” said Charlie. “Charlotte has an enormous camel toe. Wouldn’t you love to run your tongue down her valley?”
“Celeste asked if they could swim nude and when I said No she argued for topless,” said Toni standing beside her husband watching the girls play in the pool.
“You should have let them go nude,” said Charlie.
“And have the Torrigian’s call the police,” said Toni referring to the neighbors who also had a second story view into the Kenwood backyard. Charlie wondered if Ed Torrigian was also standing in the dark stroking his meat. For sure, decided Charlie. And his fat wife, Nora, was there too, rubbing her clit and pinching her big tits.
“Admit it, they turn you on,” said Charlie rubbing his hand across Toni’s chest squeezing her erect nipples. Toni admitted to several passionate lesbian affairs before she met Charlie.
“Maybe if I didn’t know they were Celeste’s classmates. Charlotte’s so tall she could pass for a twenty year old. That girl is six feet two inches of muscle. I could picture my head between her legs,” said Toni reaching down to give Charlie’s ball sack a gentle squeeze. “I better take care of you myself before you screw one of Celeste’s friends and wind up in jail for statutory rape.”
“Oh, feels good. Wonder if she is still a virgin?” asked Charlie spreading his legs slightly so Toni could play with his cock.
“Charlotte, she may be half a virgin,” said Toni giving the very tip of Charlie’s cock a tap with her finger causing it to jump.
“What the hell is half a virgin?” asked Charlie unfamiliar with the term.
“It hasn’t made it into the Oxford Unabridged yet. I’m not sure there is an exact definition. According to Celeste if you let a boy stick his finger in your vagina but not his cock, you’re officially a half virgin. But per Margarette at work, her daughter, Regina, said it meant you’d given a blow job and swallowed but never permitted vaginal penetration. And there is a lesbian definition I found on the Web that states half virgin means you have eaten pussy but never had a cock inside your vagina,” said Toni as she took her husband’s penis in one hand and began stroking it while she massaged his scrotum with the other hand.
“The common thread is no cock in the cunt. You’ve got such talented hands. Where do you think our Celeste is in scheme of things,” asked Charlie?
“I would not be shocked if she had tried all three. But I don’t think she’s allowed Gary’s penis to penetrate her,” said Toni referring to the boy Celeste was currently interested in. “But I also think it’s only a matter of time before Gary or some other Gary gets in her pants. I gave her a box of condoms. She needs to get on the pill before we become grand parents. I’ve scheduled an appointment for her next month with Doctor Madison.”
“What are you doing?” asked Toni when Charlie began unbuttoning her shorts.
“I want to go down on you while you watch them. Imagine one of Celeste’s friends is licking your cunt and your face is buried in her sweet pussy. Then after you get off I want you to suck me while I watch.”
“I’ll lock the door,” said Toni.
Minutes later, her arms were resting on the window sill. She climaxed easily by imaging it was Charlotte’s mouth licking her vulva.
It took only a few minutes for Charlie to squirt a load of semen into his wife’s mouth. Charlie had fantasized it was Charlotte sucking his cock. That recent memory added to his sexual tension when he found her alone in the kitchen.
“Coach Wooten said you were a natural, Charlotte,” said Charlie referring to the basketball camp coach where he’d picked the girls up last week. “He said me he wished you were going to his school.”
I may just get lucky thought Charlie surprised his bare leg was still resting against Charlotte’s. She could easily have moved away. She’s signaling body contact is all right with her. I wonder how far she’ll go.
“He was just being nice to the parents. I have so much to learn. I suck on defense,” said Charlotte.
Mr. Kenwood’s leg feels so nice and warm thought Charlotte. I bet he knows what to do when it comes to having sex. Boys my age are so inept. They come when you barely touch their cock. Maybe if I encourage him, he’ll do things with me. Celeste and the others have all gone farther than me. I need to catch up.
“Not according to Coach Wooten. You seem so much more mature than other girls your age,” said Charlie moving his face closer to Charlotte’s. Charlotte turned her face to where her lips were only inches away. They stayed that way several seconds before Charlotte spoke.
“Do you want to kiss me, Mr. Kenwood?” asked Charlotte breathlessly.
“Yes,” said Charlie turning toward Charlotte and taking her in his arms. Charlie at 6’1” was an inch shorter than Charlotte. His semi-erect cock pressed against her belly.
Charlotte moved to where their groins touched. Charlie pulled her hard against him. His free hand slipped under her nightgown and traveled upward to her small breast. He’d half expected her to say stop before his fingers reached her boob; but Charlotte only moaned from the back of her throat when his fingers clasped her nipple.
Charlie pushed his tongue into her mouth. His other hand slipped down her back pulling her nightgown up to take hold of her bare buttock. Once again he was surprised she didn’t object when his fingers found their way to her butt crack reaching through to rest on her anus.
They held the kiss. Their tongues intertwined. Charlotte pressed herself against Charlie’s erection massaging it with her body.
“We better stop before I do something I shouldn’t,” said Charlie when the kiss ended. His cock felt like it was about to explode. Fantasizing about fourteen year old girls was one thing but having one in your arms took it to a whole different level.
“Did I do something wrong? Was it a good kiss?” asked Charlotte looking concerned.
“It was a terrific kiss. You are very sexy,” said Charlie his hand still on her breast and sensing her need for reassurance.
“Again,” said Charlotte leaning into Charlie molding her young body against his. She ground her sex against him adjusting her stance to where her clitoris was in contact with his hard cock
I don’t want Mr. Kenwood to stop realized Charlotte. His cock feels so big. I want to see it and touch it and even put it in my mouth. I can never tell Celeste or anyone about this.
“You making me so hard it hurts,” whispered Charlie.
“I can feel your penis against my pussy. It feels good,” said Charlotte moving her hips in a small circle.
“You’d give any man an erection. You’ve beautiful,” said Charlie.
“Tell me what to do. I want to please you but I don’t know what to do,” said Charlotte.
“Take my cock out and hold it,” said Charlie.
Charlotte slipped her hand in the front slit and for the first time felt a grown man’s cock. It was so much larger than Rory’s the boy she had jerked off in the closet at Carolyn’s birthday party three weeks ago. She had barely got to touch it before it squirted semen on her hand. In the dark closet while Rory zipped up his pants, a curious Charlotte had licked the salty fluid off her palm.
“Let’s go in the dining room,” said Charlie concerned someone else in the household might get thirsty.
“Sit down in the chair. Put your legs over the arms and scoot down. I’m going to eat your pussy,” said Charlie as soon as they arrived in the dark room. Charlie would have preferred to throw her down on the floor and rape the shit out of her but that was unwise. Take it slow, Charlie or you might spook her. Toni had also mentioned that Charlotte was trained in the martial arts and could probably beat him senseless.
Charlotte did as Charlie instructed. She draped her long legs over the chair arms then scooted to where her sex was at the edge. She reached down to part her labia and felt pleased she was already wet.
Her hand found its way to a nipple. As she pinched her nipple, she grasped her clit between her thumb and forefinger and pulled it out in hope that Mr. Kenwood would suck it.
Charlotte felt terribly excited at the prospect an adult male was going to eat her pussy. The phrase struck her as all wrong since he would be licking and sucking not chewing. I’m becoming a woman decided Charlotte as Charlie passed his tongue over her vulva then took her clit in his mouth.
Moments later, Charlotte had her fist stuck in her mouth to stifle the moans she was unable to control.
Charlie prided himself on his oral skills not that bringing Charlotte to climax was a challenge. Still, the way Charlotte reacted by orgasming quickly and often reinforced his view that even at thirty eight he still deserved the title of stud.
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