EroticReverie

Charlotte 

“Does it feel good, me touching your pretty little pussy like this?” Kane whispers as he breathes over my mouth, our noses brushing as his finger rubs around my entrance. 

“Yes” I whisper and nod. My forehead gently knocking against his. I don’t know how people get good at dirty talk, or how Kane himself speaks to me so confidently with words that are enough to make me blush. But I liked it, I loved it, I loved having the most respectful man I’ve ever known, the most patient, caring man I’ve ever known, speak to me with another side of him. A side he suppressed around me when we were just teenagers in love. I hate the brief flash of thinking about just HOW he became so experienced in touching a woman, or talking to her. I hated to think of all the girls before me and after me. I didn’t hold it against him or anything like that, but I hated that anyone else had him touching them like this. Or kissing his mouth or having his mouth in their body. I hated that before me and after me, there were others, when he was meant to be only mine. 

“Your pretty little pussy is so wet Charlie Girl” he whispers and I whimper. 

“Do you enjoy me talking to you this way baby?” He asks. 

I wasn’t sure what made me hotter for him. His patience with me and the fact he never pushed for more than what I gave, the fact he’s always been careful and thoughtful and considerate of the things he did, how he touched me, or making sure I was on board each time we dry humped on the couch or in his car or on one of our beds as teenagers. Or if it was hotter to hear him call my pussy pretty and tell me how wet I was for him. But I nod. 

“I love it” I whisper 

“Yeah, makes your sweet little pussy even wetter doesn’t it Charlie Girl?” He asks and I can tell he’s resting out just how much he can say and what I can handle. And while each word is still slightly shocking to hear , he’s not wrong. His words have me dying inside. I nod with a whimper. 

“Can you say it for me? That my words make your sweet little pussy wetter?” He groans and I bite my lip and he smiles. 

“You don’t have to say it if you-“

“Your words make my pussy wetter” I cut him off. It feels wrong for those words to come out of my mouth. And I feel silly. 

“Mmmm” he hums and kisses me and his finger still teases the entrance not yet sliding inside. I’m so wound up and every single touch and breath of his has me climbing higher and higher and winding me tighter.

“It’s a sweet little pussy Charlie girl, now say it again” he whispers. 

“Your..w-words…make my..”

He nods. And I whimper as he encourages me to say it with his eyes and a slight grin and that little nod of his head. 

“Your sweet little pussy wetter , baby” he whispers. 

“My sweet little pussy wetter” I exhale and he groans and kisses me hard and the tip of his finger pushes inside of me.

“I’m gonna finger your sweet little pussy Charlie Girl, make you cum for me, yeah?” He asks as his finger slips just a touch further inside and I gasp. 

“Uh huh” I nod and speak softly. Feeling his finger dip further and drag back out, always so patient. So careful. 

“You know what makes me hardest Charlotte?” He whispers and I shake my head and whimper as his finger pumps in and out. He doesn’t slide it all the way in. He takes his fucking time and seems so unhurried while my core aches for him deep inside. 

“That nobody else has had your sweet pussy…that you’ve never let anyone but me touch you like this” he whispers. 

I whimper as I again think of all the women that have had this with him. 

“That you waited to give yourself to someone…and you chose me…that makes me so fuckjng hard baby” 

“But what makes me hardest , is loving you, and having you love me back, I love you so much Charlie Girl, always have , always will” he says and I look in his eyes. 

“It’s always been you Charlie…always baby, you’ve always been my girl…the only one for me…I’m so fuckin in love with you baby” he says and kisses me and then slides his finger out of me and I pant as I watch him lift it to his mouth and suck it slowly while looking me in the eyes. 

“So fucking sweet” he says and I exhale. 

“I’m gonna eat you out again, and finger you Charlie , that okay?” 

I nod. Several times. He smiles and leans down and kisses my mouth.  My nose. My forehead and then moves down. Stopping to kiss my breasts with a soft groan. 

“So fucking perfect” he mutters against my skin as he kisses a path down my skin and settles on his stomach again and I spread my legs wider for him. 

He smiles up at me and dips his mouth to my thigh and kisses it. 

“Lay back baby” he says as I watch him. My head drops back and I look at the ceiling and my legs quiver as his hand glides over my thigh  lightly.  

“Tell me to eat your sweet pussy” he whispers. 

It’s somehow easier to say when I’m not looking at him. And maybe that’s why he told me to lay back. 

“Eat my sweet pussy” I breathe softly. My pussy clenching at my own words. How it feels to say them out loud to him. To be comfortable enough with him. Always so comfortable with him.  

“Tell me to finger your virgin pussy Charlie Girl” he whispers and I whimper. I bite my lip. But release it and say the words. 

“Finger my virgin pussy” I exhale shakily and he groans. 

“How much does your pussy want it Charlotte?” He whispers and I whimper. 

It’s easier to just repeat what he says. But now I have to find my own words and I’m afraid of something stupid coming out of my mouth. Something so unsexy that he’ll laugh at me. But Kane King would never fucking laugh at me. And I know it. 

“More than anything” I speak. 

“Mmm, that right? Your pussy wants nothing more than my finger inside it baby?” 

“Other than your dick” I think. 

He groans. “Fuck Charlotte, you want my dick inside you baby, huh?” He says as his finger slips inside me gently. 

I moan. Apparently I didn’t think it. I said it out loud. 

“Do you want my dick right here Charlotte , inside you?” He groans and his finger sinks deeper and I gasp. 

“Y-yes” I answer. 

“Fuck Charlie” he groans. “Fuck baby” 

He groans and his tongue licks my clit as his finger pumps slowly and he groans. 

“Not tonight Charlie, not till I have you alone with nobody around to hear us” 

Thank god. Because even though I obviously want it. I wasn’t sure I wanted it right now. 

And being quiet was hard enough as it is with just his mouth on me and a finger inside of me. I hated having to hold back when I’ve waited so long to be with him like this. 

“I’m gonna marry you one day Charlotte Darling” he says and kisses my clit. “Fuck, I’m gonna marry you and take such good fucking care of you” he groans and I gasp. My head pushing back and my eyes rolling as his finger strokes my walls. Right on a spot that has me fucking ready to scream. I know it’s my gspot, but fuck, it’s like he knows where it is better than I do. The pumping pressure of his finger against it, the stroke of his finger over it as it pumps inside me over and over. It’s fucking incredible. 

“That feels so good” I nearly cry. 

“Mmmm, that the spot baby hmmm?” He groans and keeps licking my clit. 

“Yeah” I pant and my hands go to the bed and I grab the sheets as my ass pushes up slightly. 

“Your pussy looks so sexy with my finger inside it Charlie Girl, you look so fucking good with this sweet little pussy riding my finger” 

I grunt as I try to hold back my moan and my lips part on a burst of breath and I curse. 

“Fuck!” I cry. 

“Yeah baby, fuck is right baby” he groans and I know hearing me swear is probably turning him on. Because I’ve always been a good girl, I didn’t like swearing, but this situation more than calls for it. Because there’s no other word to say than fuck. 

“Fuck is right Charlotte, cmon baby, let’s make your sweet little pussy cum” he groans and sucks my clit and I let out a cry. And slap my hand over my mouth. Her groans as I cry into my own hand. Panting and then biting one of my fingers in the side as I squeeze my eyes shut. Because I was going to cum. It’s a different sensation than the one I had earlier when he made me cum from licking my clit. This one feels deeper, all encompassing and I feel like I’m going to fuckjng burst. 

“Ungh!” I cry as I still bite my finger , his own finger still working that spot, my legs starting to quiver as the pressure builds and builds and I feel the way my walls tighten around him.

I have no reservations, no nervousness, I’m lost in the pleasure as my finger leaves my teeth and I lift my hands and push them against the head board. I’m fucking his finger. My feet digging into the bed as my ass lifts and drops over and over. There’s the slight squeak of my mattress. The slight knocking of my head board, but I’m so fucking far gone in what he’s doing to me, doing for my fucking body that the sounds I’m making aren’t even a fucking thought in my head. 

“My fucking god” he groans. “You are so fucking hot Charlie” he growls as I come undone. 

“Baby” he growls as I feel myself cum. And it’s not just any orgasm. I feel his finger making me squirt. And I can’t even look because I can’t move my head as it digs back into the pillows and my hands shove harder against the headboard as he puts his mouth over me. I can feel him catching it. Sucking at my pussy as he growls. A tiny little cracked scream escapes me as his finger keeps going and I keep, fucking cumming. 

If I could go back in time, I’d tell younger me to let Kane King do whatever the hell we wants to my body. Because fuck. This is what I’ve been holding out on? I’ve had orgasms before. By my own hand. But none this intense. None that felt this fucking good or had me losing my mind. 

“Yes Charlie, fuck” he groans and his tongue is all over my pussy, his finger sliding out and his tongue replacing it. I feel his face shoving into me and forcing his tongue as deep as it can go. The sounds of his mouth on my wet pussy, the sounds of his groans vibrating against me are so fucking hot I could cry. 

“Kane!” I cry and he takes a long lick of my pussy. Cunt to clit and then is right up over me and grabbing me and pulling me ontop of him and I pant as I grab his face and whimper as I kiss him. My body trembling over him, and his hands go wherever they want on my body. Permission no longer a requirement , they slide down to my ass and he grabs it and grinds up into me as I pant on his mouth. My body is on fire and I’m so wet I feel like I should be ashamed. 

“I love you” I whimper on his lips. My word making one of his hand lift and fist my hair and grab it and he gently pulls and drops his mouth to my chin. Kissing it. Under my chin. Kissing it. Down my throat and to the side and back up as I pant and whimper. Feeling my pussy still pulsing and dripping from the after math of what he just did for me. 

“I love you so fucking much Charlotte” he groans on my neck and brings his mouth to my ear. 

“I’m going to make you cum all night till you tell met stop, fuck, I’ve waited so long to make you cum on my finger and mouth, I never want to stop making you fuckjng cum for me” he groans. 

“Youre so fucking sexy Charlotte, god I fucking love you” he groans I whimper and pant as he drops his hand from my hair. 

“Sit on my face baby” he groans and I gasp and can barely fucking move.

“I can’t” I whine. 

“Please baby, let me make you cum again” he groans. He’s never asked for anything from me like this. And I find myself moving up and then his hands grabbing my ass and pulling me up as I carefully make myself straddle his face. 

“sit Charlie, cmere” he groans and my head flies back as he pulls me onto his mouth.