The Ends Ch. 02: The Business of Family
When Charlotte awoke the next morning it was in a haze. The house was as silent as if someone had died and she was alone in her bed. A glance at the clock told her it was nearly evening again and slowly she began to hear shuffling in the distance. Likely servants were setting up for dinner, and she was expected to attend dinners in this house.
Her eyes widened lightly at a sudden memory… had she taken that whole vial or was there some left? She dashed out of her bed and scrounged around it, under it and finally found it in the folds of sheets. Yes, nearly all gone. She stuck her finger into it, pulling out remnants and rubbing it directly on huge black cocks her gums and repeating this till her finger could get no more and then she let her tongue in. It took a moment for her her first big cock teeth cock massive to go completely numb, but after a few more moments, she felt lightly euphoric, or at the very least awake.
She turned the shower on and got into it, the cold water bracing against her warm skin. The feeling of cold water when her body was hot to her was like an unexpected bliss. She cranked the water down colder and colder. Holding her head back under the flow, she felt her scalp suck my dick cooling, her ass cooling in the crimson trails of her hair, tickling at it. She leaned forward and pulled her ass cheeks opened, cleaned herself and allowed the cold water to hit the soft bud of her anus, which pulsated its heat back into the water and she shivered with pleasure. Then she turned around.
Charlotte raised her arms as she did, and let the cooled water splash under her arms, the again hot skin cooling down. Then her breasts, her nipples hardening to nubs: which she squeezed lightly before lifting her breasts up giving the underside of them a nice cooling splash. Then finally… what she looked forward to in any showering situation… cold water on her sex.
Her legs were spread as far as they could go and she leaned into the stream and with her hand opened her young cock suckers folds gently. The hot pink folds of skin were so hot, pulsing, making her whole small dicks body warm and now it was doused with cold. It felt… shocking, invigorating, and blissful. She let it clean like that for a while before attending to soaps and shampoos and conditioners.
When she left the shower she was cleaned, then she lotioned and oiled. She blew dry her hair and picked out a simple silk black sheath dress, pulled out stockings and garters and put herself together with tall stiletto heels. She took the steps down the stairs carefully and when she reached the bottom the table was not set. In the opposite room, the guest living area was a small desultory family absent a mother that was not her own and her father. Just a man in a suit with a perfect smile and a younger son, an obvious disappointment with his chubbiness, his slouch and his pock-marked face and braces to boot.
She flipped back her long straight red hair huge dicks and her father saw her and greeted her with open arms. She moved forward charmingly, ingratiatingly and hugged her father huge dick and gave him a kiss on the cheek. Her brothers were nowhere to be seen and confusion flickered over her porcelain face for a moment until her father palmed her another vial of cocaine. He nodded to her and then to the boy. The boy and the father were leering at her and she withheld a sneer. “Charlotte, this is Tad Davis from Davis & huge dicks Sons, you know, the car parts manufacturers. Well, they wish to make a big contribution to our religious organization so I thought at the very least I could show him dinner and his son Chad a boy cock good time,” he said genially, as if he were suggesting she pass the salt.
She nodded and held her hand out and shook both of their hands, Chad, in an attempt to be a gentleman, she assumed, kissed her hand. In return he got a slight nod and smile. She knew what time it was and what everyone was playing at. Her father was a pimp and when Davis' son got to spit is oily teenaged seed black dicks into her then a check would be signed. Today’s degradation was neither fresh, nor new. It was common. But she had her little vial friend to get young cocks her through it.
They were sat down to a nice dinner at a restaurant she couldn’t directly recall being at before, but they seemed to sucking cock know her already. They went in a limo that she was fairly certain was black, where she tossed junk up her nose quietly and settled in for where the evening was going to take her. At the end of the evening she excused herself to go to the bathroom and was surprised to be followed by the father and the son. The father grabbed her wrist and shoved her roughly into a stall, “I’m going to stay out here, and I want to HEAR that I’m getting my money’s worth!” he growled. The son looked too afraid to complain and Charlotte was wordless and beyond caring what family drama led up to this.
The door to the stall slammed closed and she shuffled around, sitting the dirty blonde, greasy-haired boy down on the closed toilet seat as she pulled her dress up and over her body. She stood before him, breasts out, no panties but a garter and stockings. He looked amazed, surprised, and frightened. She moved forward to him, “Is this your first time, love?” she asked quietly and he nodded his assent. She frowned a bit and looked around. His first time would be in a bathroom. That was nice. Parents.
Chad looked stunned and afraid of what to dicks sporting goods do. So she pulled his hands up to her breasts and let him touch them. He felt them wondrously, reverently and his cock awoke even more than it had, more than he’d ever remembered it awakening. With a pulse, he was wet, excited, but still not sure what to do. “How old are you, Chad?” she asked breathily right to his ear, nipping at his lobe.
“I… I’m… 19…” he said softly. He flushed with embarrassment, a 19-year old virgin. This woman before him was so perfect, so soft. Her ivory skin felt velvety, she smelled of cloves and cinnamon and exotic flowers. When his hand felt something slightly wet, he realized that she’d moved his fingers to her sex. He felt her, spread her open, laid her bare and explored her.
Charlotte leaned back a bit, holding herself open for him to look at her. He traced her opening, his fingers curiously touching the red knot of her clitoris, which made her jolt very slightly. Liking that reaction he did it a few more times before going back to her opening. He wanted to feel what was inside so he stuck a finger in and moved it around a bit. She sighed and moaned as if it felt really good, although, one finger shoved inside of her with the grace and care of a sweaty grunting teenager hardly did much. He moved another finger in and then another, soon he was standing and finger fucking her. She played it up as if it were great, cock sucker as if she enjoyed it. But the truth was he was rough and clumsy and if she hadn’t been so high she would’ve been screaming in pain.
Finally having enough she reached for his belt, undoing it, unbuttoning his trousers and reaching in for his cock. Unceremoniously she yanked down his trousers and underwear, tighty whities, she should’ve known. She leaned down and let her mouth find his cock and she sucked first at the tip, rolling her tongue around it around the head before pulling it in entirely. Then she slowly worked the length of him into her and down her throat. big cocks Her hands twisting the very base of him and her other fingers moving back to push lightly at his anus. He shooed her hand away from his own opening and he shoved her body back hard against the stall door just as she felt him about to climax.
She banged her head against the door as he’d been a bit rough and he looked apologetic but she told him to hush. Slowly she moved him back to sitting on the toilet, this time his pants down. Daintily she stepped one leg over each knee and spread herself wide for him. Then she lowered herself onto him, holding his cock firmly as she moved him in. His gasp at the warm velvety softness of her insides made her smirk, but she did not look at him, keeping her eyes down and to the side. She gave him a moment to adapt to her warm body surrounding him and gave him a couple of pulses with her muscles small dicks that made him groan with delight.
Then slowly, very slowly she started to move against him. After a moment or two of this he clutched hard to her hips, bruising them with his fingers, and started slamming into her for all he was worth. He stood partially and slammed her hard against the doors again. Driving hard and fast into her, he started to spasm uncontrollably, spitting his seed into her with each quick stroke.
Charlotte had had the wind knocked out of her when she was thrown against the door again and as Chad came he lost his footing and they both came crashing down to their knees, her hose now splitting and running, but he savagely moved atop of her again, slamming hard and now using her shoulders to push her harder onto his cock. His fingers tangled in her hair and he yanked it hard and she screamed. Davis Senior dragged open the door and slapped her hard and told her to shut up.
Finally Chad was finished, he rested his head between her breasts. Charlotte looked up at his father who looked somehow simultaneously proud of his son and disgusted with her, as if she’d lost control of the situation. Tad and Chad went back to the dinner table to pay for dinner and she was left to sort out the bruises on her knees, the runs in her stockings and the livid new bruise growing on her face. She looked like she’d been mugged, and in a place like this that would cause a stir. The vial popped out and she took a scoop and sniffed it back. She went to work with her makeup, covering her face bruise, tossing her garters and fixing her knees as much as she could with the makeup and walked straight back out to the limo, bypassing tables including her own with a slight nod to her father.
In the limo she sat waiting to leave, for the assholes to finish dinner, and for her to be sent back to her room. Instead she got Tad Davis, hopping into the car alone with her. Without warning or ceremony, he opened the car door, came in, yanked down his pants and commanded her to her hands and knees. She complied and he threw up her dress and he took her with the same roughness on the back panel of seats as his son did.
He didn’t seem satisfied until her face was shoved hard into the seat of the car and he scratched at her ass and her back hard. It was like an assault, but she was used to it. “Yes, huge black cocks yes, come on Tad, do it, fuck me… fuck me hard,” she said almost distractedly as he wound his hand through her hair and yanked hard. He let go into her and she cleaned up with a tissue while he closed probably a bigger deal with her father who had entered the car not long after Tad had finished and called them back in. She fell asleep in monster dicks the back of the car on the ride back, and laid across Chad’s lap, who took the opportunity to keep touching her breasts. She sighed as the men left the car, letting her stay there like forgotten leftovers on the seat, sprawled out and asleep with her breasts pulled out of the top of her dress. Nemesio finally came out half an hour later monster cocks galleries and carried her up to bed cooing to her about how well she did and how much money her father had gotten from the Davis’. She gave no indication of having heard a word of it and fell asleep with Nemesio wrapped around her again. |
