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Charlie drifted along the street, feeling slightly embarrassed. He was out on an errand, to buy a birthday present for his Mum, Debbie.
Normally, Emma, his sister would have done this. Normally, as well, they would have bought some smelly soap or a bottle of perfume.
But since they’d discovered that their Mum was an over-sexed milf, always needing it, led a torrid sex life and at the moment was being fucked regularly by Dean, half her age, Emma thought they should go for something more adventurous.
She’d decided on a bra and panty set, but no ordinary bra and panties. She’d picked a tiny, sexy silky set with exposed nipples and crotchless thong knickers.
These came from a lingerie shop in town. In front, it was a perfectly ordinary shop, but what only those in the know knew was that at the back there was a special room full of erotic clothing…and one or two other items.
One of the shop assistants was Belle, who Emma knew, and she would have the set available for Charlie to collect. Emma was still at college until tomorrow, hence he was out on this errand. Charlie quite liked knickers and stuff, he regularly tried on his Mum, Debbie’s, but he wasn’t into buying them for himself.
Emma had told him that he would find Belle very attractive, but that didn’t prepare him for his first sight — Belle was a stunner, fully six feet tall, dark skinned, afro hair and had a fine body.
As usual, Charlie stared at her tits first. They were perfectly proportioned to her body. ‘Must be quite small ones,’ he thought, then revised his opinion. ‘If she’s six feet tall, then her tits were actually…quite big!’
At that point, he couldn’t see the outline of her cunt, but she had long, strong thighs which he could just imagine being wrapped round himself.
“I’ve…come to collect a package that my sister ordered,” he stuttered.
“Oh, you must be Charlie,” Belle smiled and held out her hand. “Come on through, they’re in the back shop.”
She turned to her colleague. “Just be a minute,” giving her a wink.
Charlie followed her through a curtain and his eyes were soon out like organ stops. He’d never seen such a selection of sexy underwear. Bras, knickers, suspender belts, but also rows of dildos and other gear.
“Now where did I put them?” Belle said, looking around. “They must be up there.”
She got a kick stool, stood on it and reached up to a high up shelf. As she did so, Charlie got a fabulous view of her arse, especially when she reached up a little more and clenched her buttock cheeks together.
He could see every contour, especially as she was wearing a skin tight fine jersey-knit dress, the hem at least eight inches above her knees, over black leggings.
‘That doesn’t leave much to the imagination,’ he slavered to himself.
“They don’t seem to be here,” said Belle, getting off the stool and moving it along a bit. Charlie then got another eyeful, in fact even more, as somehow the jersey dress had moved at least another two inches up her taught thighs.
“No, not here either,” she said, moving the stool even further along and giving Charlie another eye-watering view of her magnificent tight arse. This time, she looked to the left and right, stretching up each time, so he actually got to stare at two of her buttock clenching moves for the price of one.
If Charlie had his wits about him, he might have begun to smell a rat, but nature had taken over and all he could think was, ‘I’d like to fuck that!’
Nature had taken over in another direction. He was wearing very loose cargo pants, but under them he was wearing a pair of his Mum, Debbie’s knickers. His cock had come up, but he didn’t realise that it had come up sideways and was tenting his pant leg.
“Here it is,” said Belle, grinning to herself, having got off the stool and picked up the small package from the shelf where it had been all along.
“I’ll just put it in a bag…,” but then she paused and looked straight down at Charlie’s big prick sticking up in his trousers.
“Gosh, Emma did say you had quite a big bit of tackle, but I wasn’t expecting to see it on display quite so soon! Has something got you worked up?”
At that point, Charlie looked down at his thigh. His ability to get a big hard on in what seemed like a few seconds never ceased to amaze him…he remembered when Emma’s friend Anneka had come to stay. His sneaky first sight of her cunt at the breakfast table had sent his prick skywards and his knob had then been up most of the week — including up Anneka.
“I’m sure I could help with that,” and before Charlie knew it, Belle had moved forward, unzipped his cargo pants and pulled out his hard cock.
“Oh, and what’s that…or rather what are those?”
Charlie looked down again, and realised where they were both staring — at the pair of his Mum’s bright purple lacy thongs!
He didn’t usually wear a pair when he was going out. But something about the way Emma had described this errand had turned him on, he’d sneaked into casino siteleri Debbie’s room and got a pair of her used knickers out of her basket, giving them a good smell first.
Usually, if his cock was fully down at it’s six inch ‘resting’ length, a pair of Debbie’s tiny knickers just about contained his prick and balls — put if he walked any distance, or worse still, his cock started to rise, that was it, something pushed out, usually up.
This morning, his cock must have pushed out down the way rather than up. Then, when he was so entranced by staring at Belle’s arse, it had started to rise, but now sideways!
“Those are very pretty,” said Belle, feeling the fabric, while Charlie looked a bit embarrassed.
“Only thing I could find to put on this morning,” he muttered. Belle grinned in disbelieve then turned her attention to his cock.
“Wow! It’s big and hot, just like Emma said,” she said, wrapping a hand round it and starting to slowly wank him. Charlie had a long foreskin, which gave him terrific sensations in his cock as it grew. Belle then got two hands round his prick and the more vigorous action caused Charlie’s balls to pop out of the knickers and his trousers.
“I like those as well,” said Belle, grasping his balls and squeezing. “How hard do you like it done?”
“Hard as possible,” he squeaked, trying to keep quiet.
The combination of being wanked and having his balls worked over was too much.
“I’m going to come,” he muttered. Belle took her hand from working his balls and cupped it round his cock end. Charlie spurted and soon Belle had a handful, then slowed up her wanking.
“Don’t stop wanking me…for god’s sake…,” Charlie let out a strangulated mutter. Belle grinned and kept wanking and Charlie shot lots more stuff into her hand.
“Gosh,” she said, “you are productive, Emma said that as well, you could shoot out seven or eight times, but I don’t think I believed her.” So saying she lifted the brimming handful up to her mouth and swallowed the lot.
“Tasty…don’t want it to go to waste, do we?” she said with a filthy grin. There was a small bathroom behind her, she went in and rinsed her hands.
When she came back out, Charlie was still standing there with his now semi-soft cock hanging out of the purple knickers, his hands on his hips, trying to look cross but just looking slightly ridiculous.
“You and Emma set that up, didn’t you?” he demanded.
“What makes you think that, I didn’t do anything out of the ordinary, did I?” Belle said, pouting and trying to look innocent.
“Oh yes!” said Charlie. “Climbing on a stool, sticking your bum out and flexing your arse cheeks like that, three times, no four times! Let me see it?”
Belle looked at him, then quite suddenly pulled up the jersey dress above her waist and pushed down the black leggings to her knees, exposing herself and her bare cunt, as she had no knickers on under the leggings.
Charlie stared at it and drooled, it was completely shaven, lips and clit hood sticking out, except for a lovely little triangle of jet black hair directly above her clit.
“Emma likes it like that,” said Belle, as she did a pirouette so that Charlie could appreciate her arse. She tightened her buttock muscles and Charlie couldn’t stop himself, he reached forward and felt each globe.
“Lovely,” he muttered, “what was that about Emma? She was in on it wasn’t she? You never answered. And how come you know my little sister so well?”
“Me and Emma…are very good friends.”
“Ahhh…so you’re a lesbian as well!”
“AC/DC…or bi…or whatever you want to call it. Emma and me have gone to bed loads of time, but I still like a big cock…like yours!”
Talking of which, Charlie’s cock was still hanging out of his trousers and when Belle looked down, she could see a big drip of his spunk steadily lengthening and about to soak his trouser thigh.
“Oh Charlie, you’re about to get your cum all over your trousers, which is not good,” and so saying she got down on her knees, pushed her mouth forward and sucked up the errant drops.
Then she moved her mouth up and took Charlie’s bulb into her mouth. Soon she was sucking his end vigorously, only stopping to look up and say, “Best just get it all out, don’t you think? Don’t want your Mum’s knickers to get soaked, do we?”
She grabbed his balls as well, and gave them a good workover. She got a ball in each hand, between her thumb and fingers and squeezed and popped them, hard. Charlie thought the world had come to an end. His prick started to rise again.
As she felt his hard-on coming back, she said, “I’ll have to get back to the shop.” She pulled back and smiling up at him. Then she tucked his prick and balls into Debbie’s tiny knickers as best she could, but it was a struggle.
“But I’m sure we can pick up again where we left off…another day,” she grinned. She collected the lingerie, which was in a bag advertising the shop.
“Perhaps you’d like it in a plain wrapper?” slot oyna she said, putting it into a brown paper bag.
“Th…thank you,” he said, which even for him didn’t seem quite adequate for what he had just experienced.
He staggered out of the shop and set off down the pavement, his prick half up again and his balls deliciously painful, especially when as expected they popped out of the knickers and got caught between his legs.
‘That was the best he’d ever had his cock sucked,’ he thought.
***
Back in the lingerie shop, the other shop girl, Katya, asked Belle how it had gone?
“Mmmmm…better than expected,” said Belle, trying to calm down.
Actually, it had gone way beyond her imagination! She and Emma had cooked up the scheme just to see if they could embarrass Charlie by getting his cock up.
But the sight of his big straining cock in his cargo pants had been too much for her. What had got into her she didn’t know; getting his zip down, pulling out his cock, discovering he was wearing knickers, wanking him, then sucking him. Pheww!
But she’d enjoyed every minute of it and now she was so aroused she had a desperate urge to masturbate. She turned to Katya and said, “I’m sorry, I’ll just be a minute.”
“It’s OK,” said Katya, knowing what was going on. She’d heard lots of grunts and groans, and sometimes she and Belle masturbated together in the bathroom after closing.
“We’re quite quiet and nobody’s asked for anything from the back shop.”
Katya and she were good friends and knew all about each other’s goings on. Katya was just the opposite of Belle — quite short, dark hair, glasses, very neat, both her body and her appearance. She didn’t look it, but she was also libidinous.
The only little bit of friction between them at the moment was over Debbie, Emma and Charlie’s Mum. Katya was desperate to get in a threesome with Belle and Debbie.
The day Debbie had first asked for some exotic lingerie, and Belle said she would have to measure her, Katya had been watching the whole thing in the shop camera.
Indeed, she knew fine Belle had positioned Debbie just so that she would get a good envious look! She’d watched as Belle had fondled Debbie’s tits, under the guise of ‘weighing’ them! Then when Belle had started to tweak Debbie’s nipples, Katya’s hand went up her skirt and she masturbated herself.
Belle hurried through to the bathroom at the back of the shop — but on the way she went by the counter and from a drawer took out a big realistic dildo vibrator, a demonstration sample.
She got into the bathroom, locked the door, dropped a towel on the floor and slid down so that her back was against the door, her favourite position for masturbating in the shop, which seemed to happen quite often. She arched her back, slid the tight dress up to her waist again and slid her leggings right down to her ankles.
She spread her knees out wide to expose her cunt and looked up at herself in a big moveable mirror which was just carefully placed to give her a full frontal view. Her hand went to her twat and she was quite surprised to discover it was already soaking wet. She reached down and sure enough the crotch of her leggings was soaking in her cum juice as well!
‘God,’ she thought, ‘what I’d like most at this moment would be a big throbbing prick up me…Charlie’s would be just ideal. Next, I’d like Emma to be sucking me off, she is really good, the best she’d known. But she’d have to settle for masturbating for now…’
She urgently set to work, shaking with desire to come, three fingers of her left hand pushed up her hole, and her right hand vigorously wanking her clit and hood. The sensations were lovely as she worked away.
When she felt the heat build up, she picked up the dildo, set it to vibrate on her favourite setting and soon had it inserted far into her cunt. She kept up the work with her right hand and soon she felt a tremendous orgasm coming on.
She arched her back and exploded, jerking up and down as she felt her cunt tube contract against the vibrating dildo. She seemed to go on for minutes, as satisfying waves of pleasure coursed through her. Finally she stopped, slumped against the door, her chest heaving…
‘God, that was so good,’ she thought. ‘She hadn’t had such a deep orgasm for ages…thank you Charlie.’
She brought her soaking wet fingers up to her mouth, stretched the fingers apart and a lovely little strand of cum juice extended between them.
‘Nice,’ she thought and sucked her cum juice up, wishing so much that it was Charlie’s cock that she was sucking again.
‘Or his cock up her, even better,’ she thought, with the dildo still inside her vibrated away. She turned it off and smiled at the mirror, a look of exhausted satisfaction on her face.
‘Mirror, mirror on the wall, who is the best masturbator of them all…?’ But fucking was what she wanted — and she wanted Charlie soon…
***
Charlie walked on, steadier now, his brain blown canlı casino siteleri up from the experience he’d just had with Belle.
‘Gee, getting wanked off by her was brilliant, then she’d given him such a good sucking. The only thing missing was that he’d really like to have fucked her.’
He reached his house, went in and realised that his prick was still half up. ‘I’ll have to get it off,’ he thought, as usual when in that predicament. He went up to his bathroom, but first thought to put the lingerie bag away in a drawer — didn’t want Debbie to see it.
He stripped off to the purple knickers, then he got a vagina sleeve he kept hidden away, which he regularly used. His bathroom had a counter top at just the right height to rest his cock. He got his prick into the sleeve, pressed it down with his hand on the counter and started thrusting.
‘God, that is so good,’ and despite have already come that morning he was soon shooting his load off again, a vision of Belle in front of him. It came out of the sleeve in a big long trail, some of it even splashing up the mirror at the back.
He pulled his prick out, leaving the vagina sleeve and the spunk trail behind. He went back into the bedroom, lay down in the bed, with his prick and balls still sticking out of the knickers.
‘What a morning,’ he thought as he had a rest. He didn’t mean to, but he was soon asleep.
***
He woke up with a start and realised that his Mum, Debbie, was standing staring down at him.
“Oh, Mum, I was just having a snooze,” another pathetic attempt at an excuse! Debbie had been out shopping when he got back and he had completely forgotten that she would be back soon.
“That’s alright Charlie, I was just admiring your cock…sticking out of what I think is a pair of my knickers?” Charlie was puzzled, she didn’t really look cross.
“It’s the first time I’ve seen your willie in a good few years, Charlie. It was quite small last time I saw it, but I thought it had potential.
“I’m so glad to see that it looks big, it’s completely down at the moment, but it looks to be nearly six inches long. What is it when it’s up? Fully eight inches, I guess?”
So saying, she sat down on the edge of the bed, and reached out her hand to feel it. She stretched it up by the bulb and said, “Yes, it must be six inches when it’s flaccid. Surprised you can keep it and your balls in my knickers!”
She let go his prick and cupped his balls, “Gosh, they are big as well.”
With a dreamy look in her eyes, she absent-mindedly took his prick in her hand again. “I do hope you’re managing to screw some girls, not just wanking, like I see you’ve been doing in your bathroom.
“Are those vagina things any good? You’ve certainly shot out a lot of cum, and you’ve got it up the mirror. Are you going to wash it off, like you had to do with your duvet when Anneka was here? I hear you and she had a really good fuck.”
“H…how did you know about that, Mum?” Charlie asked.
Debbie realised that she had perhaps made a mistake, but as she wanted to have Anneka again, she had already realised that sooner or later she was going to have to tell Charlie and Emma what was going on with her.
“Well, actually, I was going to tell you, Anneka was here for a weekend, and she told me quite a lot about what you three got up to.”
Charlie’s mind jumped to the obvious, “Did you…did you have sex with her?”
“Ah, yes, of course we did…we…had lovely mind blowing sex all weekend. We really hit it off, I promise I was going to tell you and Emma, just hadn’t got round to it.”
During all this conversation, Debbie’s hand had never left Charlie’s cock, and even though he’d had it up and had had two wank off’s already that morning, the warmth of her hand and the way she was gently moving his dick up and down started to give him a hard on again.
Debbie looked down. “Oh, look what I’ve done to you,” she said – but she didn’t stop. Quite the opposite, she started to wank him off increasingly vigorously.
“I’m so glad you’ve got a big prick, Charlie,” she said as she smiled down at it and pumped him harder and harder.
Charlie couldn’t quite believe it, his Mum was wanking him off! He could feel his cum rising, soon he was arching his back and he shot off, not as much this time.
But his spunk still shot up in the air and splashed back down on Debbie’s hand and on the purple thong. Debbie released his cock and rubbed the back of her hand on the duvet, leaving a big trail of Charlie’s spunk.
“Oh dear, Charlie, you’ll need to wash your duvet cover again,” she said grinning.
“These knickers will need washed as well, but you can keep them anyway. I think we should buy you some tighter ones? I take a size 12 but you maybe just need 10’s?
“Maybe you should have a shower now, just keep them on when you get into the shower, it’s a quick way to wash them.
“Oh, and I think you should clear up your stuff from earlier before it all dries out on the mirror and the counter! See you downstairs for lunch in ten minutes or so.”
With that she stood up, smiled down at him, and left the bedroom. Charlie was nonplussed, he couldn’t believe what had just happened — but he liked it.
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