Curvy Ever After: Forbidden Curvy Girl Fairy Tales (7 page)

Charlie growled as he aggressively stroked his tongue against hers, and Ashland responded timidly. Her sweet, little tongue that shyly touched his, nearly made him lose his mind. He at once deepened the kiss, wanting all of her, the evidence pressed painfully against his tuxedo pants.

Charlie reached up to pry one of her hands from his jacket. Slowly, he slid her open palm down his tuxedo shirt, where she could feel his defined chest and abs along the way. His body felt amazing even through his shirt. Though, she was ill-prepared for what she felt once he guided her hand to the front of his black pants.

Ashland’s body shuddered and her inner walls contracted as she felt a man’s hardness for the first time. Having a male roommate who adored his body, Ashland had seen male genitalia in person. Though, never hard. She didn’t realize that she could be so turned on, simply by knowing she had aroused a man. She was sure that it had more to do with
this
man than anything else.

Charlie pumped forward against her hand and Ashland whimpered in response as her insides flip-flopped like a gymnast during a floor routine. He released her lips with a gasp and rested his forehead against hers. They both tried to calm their breathing.

“Ashland,” Charlie said her name softly, almost desperately. “You can say no if you want, but…will you stay the night with me? I have a room here for the night, and I can’t imagine anything better than burying myself inside you for the rest of the evening. No pressure, I swear. Only if you want to.”

It was on the tip of her tongue to explain to Charlie that she was still a virgin or that she needed to leave by midnight, but she didn’t want him to change his mind. She didn’t want to wait any longer. She wanted him just as much as he wanted her and she didn’t want anything to get in the way of that.

“A-Alright,” she whispered hesitantly.

“Are you sure? I don’t want you to think that if this doesn’t happen that I won’t be interested in you. Or that if it does happen that it’s all I want, because the moment that you ran into me earlier, I knew I wanted you in my life…permanently,” Charlie said honestly.

“I trust you.” Ashland responded as she placed her hand in his.

Charlie felt overwhelmed by the gravity of the trust she was giving him. He closed his large, warm hand around hers and led her through the empty ballroom, towards the lobby elevators and pressed the call button. The doors opened immediately and Charlie pulled her in. He quickly pressed the button for the top floor, then hit the close button before anyone else could step in with them. As the doors closed, he grabbed her hips and pull her backside close against his front.

Ashland could feel his warm breath on her neck as he leaned down and hovered a few centimeters away from her anxious skin. She felt the whisper of his lips near her ear, down her neck, against her shoulder, and back up again. He breathed in deeply and then stroked his nose along the outer shell of her ear, before she felt his teeth skim the thin, sensitive skin. A shiver traveled from her hair follicles, all the way down to her toes.

“You taste just as sweet as you smell.” Charlie said softly, his lips grazing her ear as he spoke.

Ashland’s hands balled up into tight fists and her lips popped open when his tongue flicked the sensitive skin behind her ear. Using lips, teeth, and tongue; Charlie kissed, nibbled and licked his way down to her shoulder. His fingers scraped across her flesh as he pulled her lace shrug to the side to reveal and kiss more of the feverish skin on her shoulder. Ashland bowed back reflexively, her ass unconsciously ground into his hard bulge.

The ping of the elevator signaled their arrival on the top floor and put the sensual spell on hold. As the doors slid open, Charlie clasped Ashland’s hand and led her to the door of the penthouse suite. He removed the keycard from his inside jacket pocket and opened the door. She fidgeted beside him, her nerves a frazzled mess with the anticipation of what was about to happen.

Once the door was open, Charlie only got as far as letting her in and closing the door behind them before his patience snapped. Charlie ripped his silver mask off his face, and he pushed Ashland against the door and claimed her lips once more. Without relinquishing her lush lips, Charlie quickly removed his jacket, untied his bowtie, unbuttoned his crisp white shirt and removed it as well. All the items landed on the floor at their feet.

Charlie pulled her away from the door as he began to remove her lace shrug. His lips never left Ashland’s skin. He kissed her lips, jawline, and neck at the same time he backed her further into the room. His fingers found the zipper to her dress and he pulled the tab down. The dress fell to the floor in front of the massive king size bed, along with her shrug and clutch purse. Charlie stepped back to take in her plush, lovely curves.

Ashland’s arm immediately came up to cover her body, left in nothing but her black lace boyshorts, matching bustier, and sparkling heels. She couldn’t stand to be bare in front of Cisco when he had put the dress on her earlier, and he wasn’t remotely interested in her. Standing under the gaze of a gorgeous man that appeared to want her, was sheer torture.

“Ashland, please don’t cover yourself. You’re stunning. These soft curves are all I’ve been thinking about since you ran into me.” Charlie reached out and caressed the back of his index finger down her smooth cheek. “If I didn’t think you were lovely, I wouldn’t be about to burst out of my pants.” He smirked and one dimple deepened boyishly.

Charlie gently clasped her wrists and brought them to her sides. He reached for her face and slowly removed her elaborate masquerade mask.

“That’s better. Now I can see all of you…breathtaking.” Charlie breathed.

Unable to hold eye contact with his intense blue gaze, Ashland’s eyes traveled over him. They touched his golden hair, cut low around the sides and back and long on top. Like he was a Ken Doll come to life. His blond eyebrows, straight and long. When he wasn’t smiling, like now as he stood there letting her take him in, his lips were delectably full and pink. His jawline and chin were strong as the muscle ticked there, showing his restraint. The upper part of his body was corded with muscles everywhere. It was obvious that he had stayed in shape, even after he stopped modeling. The Greek god Apollo came to mind as she looked at him.
Definitely, god of the sun…
all
day!

Charlie raised his hands to the clasp and zipper on his black slacks, slowly he unfastened them. He let the pants drop to the floor and he stood before her in only his black boxer briefs. Ashland could see the outline of his erection pressed against the cotton material. She wanted to reach out and touch him, but thought better of it. Next, he grabbed the waistband of the briefs and Ashland took a deep breath. He bent at the waist as he pulled them down his legs, blocking her view. When he stood back up, Ashland expelled a huge breath as she got a full view of his naked form. Never had she imagined being with a more beautiful man.

His engorged manhood stood at attention. Proud and straight. Long and thick. Ashland’s fingers twitched with the need to touch him. She timidly raised her hand and then let it drop back to her side. Charlie saw the struggle on her face and decided to coax her.

“Ashland, please. I need you to touch me,” he said. His voice strained as he forced himself to hold off.

His words of encouragement and her curiosity finally brought her hand back up. Ashland reached across the few inches between them. Her fingertips lightly touched the silky smooth, yet hard mushroom tip of his impressive cock. Charlie groaned and squeezed his eyes shut at the first touch of her hands on his hot flesh. Though, not wanting to miss a moment of her discovery of his body, he quickly opened his eyes again.

Ashland’s face was in deep concentration. She bit down on her bottom lip as she brought her index finger to the base of his hard length. Her finger traced a path up a thick vein, till she reached the tip and let go. Her bottom lip popped from between her teeth as she sharply inhaled, watching his cock bounce in response.

Unable to hold back any longer, Charlie’s hand went to her bustier. He quickly and deftly unclasped each hook. Before Ashland could comprehend what was happening, she was on the bed. As the lacey material fell away from her skin, Charlie had twisted around and plunked her down on the bed. His fingers swiftly reached for the edge of her panties and he impatiently ripped them down her legs.

Next he was on top of her and she felt his thick manhood on her mound. Charlie’s lips found hers in a deep but brief kiss. He quickly made his way down to her breasts. He swirled his tongue around her tightening areola, and she gasped and reflexively bucked against him. Ashland was a little worried that he was moving too fast, not knowing that she was a virgin. Though, everything felt so amazing, she didn’t want to ruin the moment. She just hoped he’d slow down on his own.

Luckily, Charlie positioned his thick tip at her wet entrance and shallowly stroked in. In this, he wanted to take his time. He wanted to enjoy the feel of her squeezing around him, the suction of her inner walls guiding him in. Charlie made sure he held eye contact with Ashland. Her eyes widened and her hands clutched his biceps in a death grip as he stroked in a little deeper and was stopped by a barrier.
What the hell?!

Charlie’s hips went completely still and he looked down at Ashland, stunned. “Ashland, why didn’t you tell me?!” He asked in utter shock and disbelief.

“I-I didn’t want you to change your mind.” Ashland whispered as she turned her head to the side in shame.

“That’s highly doubtful.” Charlie gave her a look that said she was crazy to think that he wouldn’t want her either way. “This is supposed to be a special moment for you.”

“It is special. Everything is perfect.” Ashland defended.

“But I was treating you like someone who knew how this all worked! I should be moving slowly and getting you ready. Not ripping through your hymen like a savage beast.” Charlie dropped his forehead to her chest, taking deep calming breaths as he tried to switch gears.

“Are you gonna stop? Do you not want to do this anymore?” Ashland asked with a tremble in her voice.

Charlie’s head popped up and he looked down at her incredulous. “Are you kidding me?! Do you feel this?” Charlie asked as he took another shallow stroke in her tight heat. “I actually got harder the moment I realized you were a virgin. Knowing that I’ll be your first and only lover is an incredible turn on. I don’t think I could go back now, even if I tried.” Charlie admitted.

“‘First and only?’” Ashland asked skeptically, after her gasp of pleasure from the gentle strokes he was torturing her with.

“I don’t think you understand that you were mine the moment you ran into me earlier. I won’t…I can’t let you go. So you might as well get used to this mug, because it’s the only one you’re gonna be looking at for the rest of your life.” Charlie said emphatically.

“How romantic.” Ashland teased, though she thought his words were the most romantic thing she’d ever heard.

“Mm…now stop distracting me. I have to redeem myself and do this right,” Charlie said with determination.

He lowered his head and gave Ashland a soft kiss on the lips. It was sheer torture not to slam into her welcoming wetness, but Charlie knew it was his responsibility to make this just as good for Ashland. So his kisses traveled down her jaw to her neck, where he stopped to nibble and lick at the smooth skin above her erratic pulse. Her hips instinctually pumped towards him. Reluctantly, Charlie pulled all the way out of her warmth. Afraid that she’d breech her barrier before she was ready.

His travels down her body brought him to her large, chocolate tipped mounds. Charlie’s hands on either side of her decadent breasts, pushed them together so that he could have easier access to both of her turgid nipples. His tongue swirled around the tips. His teeth grazed the sensitive skin. He moved his lips back and forth over them, grazing them. Taking turns with each one.

Ashland’s eyes closed as she took in every sensation he was pulling from her. Her hips moved restlessly. Her back bowed off of the bed and her hands fisted in the comforter covering the bed. She thought that the feelings coursing through her couldn’t get much better, but she was wrong.

Charlie sensed that she was getting close to her breaking point. He moved from her luscious breasts and made his way down her soft tummy. It wasn’t tight and flat like so many women strove for, though it was soft, supple and smooth. Comforting. His.

He reached her mound at the apex of her thick thighs. She may have been a virgin, but he was surprised to find that she was well groomed. A lovely landing strip was her only adornment. He traced a finger down the strip and her hips pulled back away from him at the shock of the first touch. Charlie smirked at her futile attempt to get away from him.
She has no idea what’s next.

His lips followed the path of his finger, down the springy curls of her mound. Instead of heading straight to the tight bundle of nerves the strip pointed towards, Charlie decided to take the long way. He kissed down the crease of her inner thigh, and then slowly made his way over to her glistening labia. His lips nibbled at her nether lips. Charlie listened intently to her breathing as it hitched in her throat. He studied the movements of her body as he worked his way over it. Learning her.

Next, he made his way to her tight opening, dripping with her arousal. Charlie’s tongue stroked up the middle, but he stopped before he reached her clit. He continued to taste and torment her. Her flavor was sweet and savory, and his cock felt near to bursting. He couldn’t wait to get inside of her, but first he had to make sure that she came before him. Since he wasn’t sure if a virgin could come internally the first time.