Mastering Charlotte

Chapter 29

James

Back in the hotel, our last evening together, even Charlotte has picked up the quiet mood, saying little as we lie grouped on the large bed.

No-one spoke as we came in. By general agreement, we simply came into the mirrored room, to lie naked between the sheets together.

And I can’t help but notice, as we enter the room, her eyes are like saucers….

Feeling horny, Jade-Eyes…?

…. again….

You’ve come on a lot in a week….

And at the thought of Charlotte’s arousal, where she lies, me spooned against her back, Michael to her fore, my c**k comes out to play, pressing into her back….

…. I reach around her, entertaining myself with her n*****s.

Will she want to try it…?

Let’s see….

I meet Michael’s eye. He knows what’s in my mind and nods his agreement. It’s a subtle motion; she doesn’t see it.

…. He’s ready too….

“Charlotte, lift your leg slightly,” I say. “Swing it over Michael’s.”

She looks back towards me, her eyes questioning, puzzled, but she obeys, lifting one leg to be supported by his body, allowing him access as he eases forward. She smells wet already, and doesn’t seem to have any difficulty as he enters her; simply breathing more deeply as he penetrates with a gentle thrust or two.

Can she handle this…?

…. I think so….

She startles slightly as she feels me behind her, lubing her to the rear. There’s a tremble to her, but I think it’s anticipation rather than stress….

Circling with a finger, I stretch her passage; opening her to take me, to take the two of us together, readying her to have my c**k inside her to the rear, Michael’s to the fore.

Somehow, this seems the appropriate finish to our week….

The three of us….

One flesh….

One flesh…I penetrate past the coolth and wetness of the lube, pressing into her heat. She shows no signs of discomfort, gives no indication that she is in anyway distressed as, carefully, I sheath myself inside her.

She quivers, her flesh tight about mine.

“Everyone comfortable?” I ask.

Charlotte nods, so slightly. “Mmm…” Layered between, speared by both of us, her movement is limited.

Michael, watching her, drops his eyelids to me in the smallest of signals….

Yes, she’s alright….

He’s still looking at her; her face, her expression, but he is unconcerned.

Slowly I begin, a gradual in-out that fathoms her, then partially releases her. As becomes clear that she is comfortable, Michael begins also to thrust, equally slowly and carefully, paralleling my rhythm.

It could be a coarse act, this double penetration of her. Despite the adventure of the last week, it could be a violation. But I don’t want it to be like that. I want it to be beautiful for her, an act of merging, or joining; the three of us in this ultimate union of the flesh.

She rocks between us, unmoving except for our movement within her, seeming mesmerised. She makes little sound, only that from her breathing, which grows heavier moment by moment.

Michael still watches her. I seldom notice his appearance. We have known each other too long. I am simply aware that he is an unusually handsome man, appealing to women….

…. But now, in the candle glow, I wonder what Charlotte sees as she watches him, watching her, as he moves within her….

She’s warm, both from her own arousal and our joined body heats. Her skin slickening, my body slides over her as I move, thrusting gently. The saltiness of her sweat coats my lips as I kiss her neck, the side of her face, and her fragrance blooms from her hair as she continues to grow warmer. My arms around her, I cup the soft flesh of her breasts, presenting them to Michael, who twists down to suckle gently.

I increase my beat, Michael following. Thrusting harder, faster, together we Make Love to our Jade-Eyed Beauty, saying goodbye to her in the way we know best, in a joined penetration that could be crude or cold, but which we both wish to be an act of the emotions, of the connection that has grown between we Three.

And now, Michael breaks time with me, no longer matching to my rhythm, but working for her. He’s holding her gaze, angling to stroke her inside, to massage her sweet spot with his shaft. Ceasing to thrust, he winds his hips in circles against her, the palm of his hand pressed hard against her stomach. Her arousal is becoming extreme as she responds to his internal caress. She’s flowing, her juice slippery over my thighs, her scent growing stronger, all the while; it’s a heady mix….

And as Michael works her g-spot, her muscles begin to pulsate, resonating through her body to mine where I press in close against her spine. She’s getting close….

I step up the power of my thrusting once more, feeling her c****x beginning to dance….

She’s wailing between us, howling almost…. and as she brinks…. Michael reaches to one side and I hear the purring of a vibe….

I think he strokes her clit with it….

…. and she spasms into o****m, screaming out her ecstasy as I wrap my arms tightly around her, restraining her movements further while Michael plays her….

Climax ricochets through, her flesh pulsing against mine as she thrashes helplessly in my embrace, my shaft still buried deep within her….

…. until, finally, she almost shrieks out, “Stop, Michael. Stop. For God’s sake, stop.”

He removes the vibe and kisses her, his hands around her shoulders, wrapped in her hair, and once more, he begins to thrust with slow careful strokes.

And my own c****x is rising. As the pressure grows, with the coming of the Rush, my breath broken, my heart pounding….

Michael is staring past her, at me….

?

?

Belatedly, I realise that my heartbeat is loud enough for him to hear….

… and then c****x takes me….

…. and I throb into her, holding her tightly, squeezing her, the side of my face pressed against hers as I spill….

And as it passes, I relax and withdraw, leaving my Jade-Eyes to my Friend…

Michael rolls her onto her back, settles atop her, kissing her as he loves her with his body.

“I’ll miss you,” he says softly then, his head falling to her chest, he comes, quietly, sighing as he does so, his hips winding circles between her thighs.

After a few moments, he suddenly bursts out laughing “Stop that, Charlotte. Stop. You can’t keep doing that.”

?

“What’s she doing?”

He almost tugs himself out of her, grinning as he does so. “Your protégé has figured out that she can use certain of her muscles rather than just enjoy the ride.”

useI laugh.

You’re not the same girl I met a week ago, Jade….

“Shall we celebrate?” I ask. “A last meal in honour of a wonderful week and an amazing girl.”

We eat out, letting Charlotte choose the restaurant, an Italian place, for our final night….

…. our last meal…

I raise a toast. “To Charlotte.”

Michael tips his glass. “To Charlotte.”

She blushes and raises her glass too.

…our final night….

…. our last meal…

*****

The following morning, I wake, eyes blinking open, to find her watching me, her emerald eyes locked on my face. As I look back at her, her lips curve and she strokes the side of my face, then leaning forward, she kisses my lips before pulling away again….

…. and something inside me sings….

*****

Showered, dressed and breakfasted, I drive her to the rail station, Michael sitting in the back.

“I do hope I made the week good for you, Charlotte?”

Her smile is bright, genuine. “Oh yes, you did. I was so dreading it, and you, well, you made it marvellous.”

“I’m glad of that. I wouldn’t have pushed you farther than I thought you could go, you know, no matter how much I’d paid for the privilege. But you amazed me with just what you did do, or more to the point, wanted to do, and enjoyed.”

“It was amazing, Master. If I had to do it again, I would, but I can’t. I’m all out of virginities to sell.”

…. Ain’t that the truth….

I can only laugh.

Throw the bait…

Make sure she understands….

“Very true! Listen, Charlotte, you’ve earned plenty of money from your…. adventures, but college life can be expensive. You know; materials, textbooks, field trips, decent digs to live in…It adds up and in unexpected ways sometimes. What I’m getting at is, I’m here. If you need anything, anything at all, get in contact and….”

I lay a hand on her knee, staying low, keeping well clear of s****l territory…

Spell it out….

“…. This is a no-strings offer. I’ve more than had my money’s worth from you. I won’t expect you to get back into bed with me, or anywhere else….”

no-stringsKeep it light….

I wink at her. “….. although, I’d not be likely to refuse if you offered. I think Michael would agree with me.” I head-point Michael, sitting behind us in silence, as she turns pink, looking away.

Fuck…! Have I over-done it?

Calm it down….

“It’s alright,” I say. “I understand. You’re back in real life again now. No longer part of the fantasy world of the last week. And I don’t doubt, with your looks and er…. skills, it won’t be long before you have a real relationship again.”

real life“Master…. I….” she begins….

Don’t try to trap her….

Or sound as if you are trying….

“I’m only your Master for another five minutes. Our time is almost up. Don’t worry. Here.…” One-handedly struggling with my wallet, the other hand on the steering wheel, “…. that’s my business card. Contact me any time…...”

Michael’s hand reaches forward. “And this is mine. The same applies. If you need anything, call.”

At the station, she’s quick to get out of the car….

Did I overdo it…?

…. Or is there simply no chance that she….

“Let us carry your luggage. Let us be gentlemen for you.”

And she smiles. “Thank you, Gentlemen.”

entlemenOutside the entrance….

Don’t go….

What do I say?

I shuffle my feet. I’ve run out of words. “This is it then.”

She nods, her tone businesslike. “This is it. Thank you for everything, Master. And you too, Michael.”

I glance at my watch. “Our week is done. I am officially no longer your Master. I am simply ‘James’.” Leaning forward, I kiss her on the cheek. “Thank you, Charlotte.”

My eyes are beginning to sting.

…. Get a grip, Man….

But as I kiss her, she leans in close, her hand curving into my hair, her face close to mine. “No matter what life brings me, college, success, relationships, marriage, you will always be my Master. Thank you for what you have done for me.”

alwaysOh, f**k….

My Green-Eyes…. my Jade….

Blinking hard, swallowing, I pull back, and she continues, now to both of us. “I know I was lucky, getting you, both of you. I saw the other girls at the auction. They were just as scared as I was, and I do wonder how their week has been. Some of those men were…. unappealing.”

We stand, silent, Michael nodding slightly.

She smiles again, gives Michael a hug and a kiss. “Goodbye, Michael. It was lovely meeting you.”

Then turning back to me, she has something in her hand, pushes it into mine “Goodbye … James, but I want you to have this. Now you know where to find me too.”

She’s given me her contact details?!?

“Bye, Charlotte.”

“Goodbye, Charlotte.”

Don’t go….

But she’s turning away. Michael stands frozen, so I nudge his elbow, and we too walk away.

As we reach the car, I turn to see her, wheeling her suitcase into the station. She doesn’t look back.

Suddenly, I feel tired; depressed.

“How about a drink?”

“Why not?”

*****