Page 30 of That's Our Girl


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I sit up and lick my lips while I look down at the sex goddess before me. Charlie has a hand over her eyes and is panting heavily. I lean forward and move her hand away from her face. Her pupils are blown, and her face is completely flushed. Her hair is splayed wildly across the couch cushion her head rests on. I don’t think I’ve ever seenanythingso beautiful.

“Holy shit,” she mumbles, looking up at me.

“I’m not done,” I growl down at her.

A girl coming so hard that she squirts is easily one of my biggest turn-ons. I know I said I would go easy this time, but I can’t seem to stop myself from flipping Charlie over roughly and bringing her ass up so that her face is pressed down into the couch. I give Charlie’s ass cheek a quick slap and she moans, encouraging me further.

I push my fingers back inside her, pumping slowly.

“You have a magnificent pussy, Charlie. So wet for me,” I murmur as Charlie writhes beneath me, mewling softly.

“Fuck me Andy,” Charlie moans. “Please.”

“Well since you asked so nicely,” I tease, slowly removing my fingers and causing Charlie to mewl impatiently.

I lean down to grab the condom I had stashed in my jeans pocket. Call me a presumptuous fucker all you want. I would rather be prepared over blue-balled and sorry.

After putting the condom on, I position my cock at her opening, but don’t penetrate her just yet. I rub the tip of my cock back and forth between her clit and pussy. I had planned to start slowly and ease her into it, but Charlie had other ideas. Bucking her hips back, I almost lose my balance as she impales herself on me with a loud moan.

“Jesus baby, you’re so fucking tight,” I whisper roughly, starting to match her pace as she fucks herself with my cock. This causes Charlie to moan even louder which encourages me further.

I start pounding into Charlie hard and fast, forcing her to death grip the sides of the couch so she doesn’t slide forward. She’s completely lost in a world of bliss, panting heavily and moaning my name under her breath.

“Who’s fucking you, baby? Let me hear you say my name.”

“Andy. Fuck,” she pants. “Andy. Andy. Andy!”

Charlie chants my name while I continue my frenzied pace. At this point we’re both slick with sweat and Charlie’s pussy is squeezing so tight. There is no way she isn’t going to come again. I lean forward, brushing my thumb against her clit.

And that’s all it takes. Charlie comes violently, screamingloudly. Her orgasm kick-starts mine, and Iexplode.I can’t remember the last time that coming felt like that. Stars dance across my vision, and I find myself lying down gently on top of Charlie, trying to catch my breath. My dick is still nestled inside her, where it rightfully belongs.

“That was amazing,” Charlie mumbles as we come down together.

“Yeah, it really was,” I answer, lifting myself up and giving her ass cheek a little pat. “Let’s get you cleaned up beautiful.”

Chapter 22

Charlie

Andy has literally fucked my brains out. I don’t think my mind has ever been this quiet. It’s eery, but also so nice. Between him and Max I can’t believe I ever thought Brad was any good in bed. I didn’t know what good sex was. I see now I mostly just craved the attention and that’s what made mediocre sex with Brad seem good. Never again. I am not settling for anything less than earth shattering orgasms from men.

Andy and I took a shower after our fun in the living room. It was more about getting clean than anything else, but that didn’t stop us from making out during. And after. And now we’re both naked, standing in my bedroom and making out some more. We’re supposed to be getting dressed, but I just can’t get enough. I’ll take whatever Andy is giving.

My phone rings on the bed, and I break away from Andy for one second to look over and see who is calling. It’s almost like Brad knew I was thinking of him. I groan, my post sex bliss drying up in an instant.

Andy frowns, “Is that him?”

I nod, pursing my lips. Andy grins mischievously at me and lays me down on the bed. He uses one hand to spread my legs open and the other to grab my phone. Right as he answers, he slips two fingers inside of me and I moan.

“She’s busy bro,” Andy growls before hanging up the phoneand tossing it back on the bed.

Andy wastes no time after that, thrusting into me with his fingers while he leans down to make out with me some more. I didn’t think I had another orgasm in me, but he makes it happen. I cry out as I come, and I feel Andy smile against my lips.

“I couldn’t let that son of a bitch steal your smile.” His mumble vibrates against my lips.

I smile, feeling his lips rings brush against me as I do. “You’re too sweet.”

Andy shifts against me and I can feel his erection growing again. “Not too sweet,” he growls with a wink.