Just Plain Charlie


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This is just a silly little story that might get you hot and bothered.


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He was Charlie, not Charles, not Chuck, not Chaz, plain old Charlie. Charlie was lonely, his wife Millie as in Boston attending a seminar for her the trade association she worked for and wouldn’t be home until Saturday morning. The cats were fine but didn’t talk that much so Charlie decided to walk down to the Italian restaurant on the corner for some veal.

It was 9 10ths of a mile to the eatery, Charlie measure out everything so he would know how far he had done for his exercise. He had Veal Franchise with rigatoni al dente and a couple of beers.

The beers tasted pretty good so he walked another 6 10ths of a mile to the Cove. He didn’t have to work tomorrow Friday, so a little hangover won’t hurt.

He ordered a draft and spied Martin, the head of the association where his wife Millie worked. “How come your not in Boston.” Charlie asked of the other man.

“Just lucky I guess.” Was Martin’s terse reply. “What are you, out tomcatting around when your wife’s slaving over a hot seminar.”

“No, no tomcatting, just got lonely, even beer talk is better than listening to the cats complain about their food.” Grinned Charlie.

So they stood like that until about 11 PM. Martin allowed as how his wife was out of town too, and that he was at loose ends, but didn’t want to be seen tomcatting.

It got close to midnight and Charlie said: “Well I am about in the bag, so guess I better be walking home.”

“Walking?” Asked Martin

“Yeah, I live 1.4 miles from here, it helps digest the food and clear the head.”

“No need I’ll give you a lift.” Replied Martin.

Charlie was impressed by Martin’s car a 30 year old Mercedes Sedan, completely restored. Use to modern cars he marveled at the front seat space, and the roomy back seat.

“Neat car Martin, its big enough to hold a party in.”

“Well, you know I sometimes do.” Was Martin’s smug reply.

It took about three minutes for Martin to drive to Charlie’s house. He parked in the driveway and they continued to chat for a couple of minutes. Then there was a lull in the conversation. Martin slowly reached into his lap and unzipped his trousers and pulled out his penis. With his right hand he guided Charlie’s head into his lap. Charlie took the penis into his mouth and began to suck his wife’s boss.

Martin got stiff but didn’t thrust, he just let Charlie suck him. Charlie for his part was amazed that Martin could last as long as he did with out cuming. Then Martin pulled Charlie’s head off and said: “In the back seat.”

Charlie got into the back seat Martin followed. From behind he pulled Charlie’s trousers and shorts down around his knees, pushed him face down into the leather seat, then mounted him and commenced to fuck.

Again Charlie was amazed at how long Martin could last, and at the ease with which he had entered his rectum. Charlie was not a real big fan of being fucked in the ass, but this guy got in so easily he was amazed. He felt Martin spasm once, then five more minutes of fucking then a second, then ten minutes of fucking and the final load shot up Charlie’s ass.

Martin didn’t say a word as Charlie pulled up his trousers and as bowlegged as a two-dollar whore limped into his house.

Good thing I don’t have to work today said Charlie the next morning. That was really strange last evening, that guy never touched me.

By five o’clock, Charlie was ready for some ‘hair of the dog’ and decided to go to a bar in town. He had about five beers and was feeling great, when a guy hit on him. “What the fuck he thought.” So he went home with the guy about 9PM. They chatted for a while in the guy’s bedroom, finally getting around to what they really wanted to do. They got into a 69 and sucked each other off. Charlie was horny from not getting off Thursday so he shot into the guys throat really fast. He could hear the guy choking down a load of cum. It took a couple more minutes for the guy to shoot in Charlie’s mouth, but he didn’t gag.

Charlie almost burst out laughing when the guy ran into the bathroom after their sex scene and brushed his teeth.

Charlie limped back to the bar, which wasn’t that far away. Of all things, there was Martin with a woman, who Charlie assumed must be Martin’s wife. Martin grinned at Charlie and gave him a high sign. Charlie was glad his wife would be home tomorrow, he didn’t like the bar scene anymore.

Charlie met Millie at the airport in Newark the next afternoon, Saturday. On the drive back upstate she gave him a minute by minute accounting of her week in Boston.

He suggested that they stop and have an early dinner. She agreed, so they settled on Chinese. She had a couple of Mai Tai’s, and Charlie had three martini’s.

They finally stumbled home about 7PM it was just getting dark. Charlie wrestled her suitcase into the bedroom, returned to the living room where Millie had collapsed in a chair.

“Boy have I missed you Millie, no fun being by myself, let me show you how much you were missed and loved.”

Millie grinned and spread her legs, they had played this game before. Charlie knelt between her legs and removed her panties then buried his face in her pussy. First he licked her from top to bottom to get her open, then he took her clit in his mouth and sucked it until her legs closed around his head. When she started to undulate her hips in orgasm he licked her like a cat until she came and came again.

Once Millie got he breath back she removed the balance of her clothes and got down on the floor with Charlie. She kissed him and could taste herself all over his face. Then they locked on to each in began to suck each other off side to side. Charlie shot into her mouth, which made her come. Three martini’s affected him, he got up and mounted Millie and they fucked for another half hour until both were drenched in sweat and cum.

“You really did miss me didn’t you dear.” Millie grinned. “So tell me what happened while I was gone?”

“Well I ran into Martin Thursday evening, gave him a blowjob, and he fucked me. That ought to get you a raise.” Grinned Charlie.

“I didn’t know Martin was gay.” Exclaimed a startled Millie.

“Oh I don’t think he is gay, he didn’t do anything to me. His wife was out of town and he thought what the hell.”

“His wife has nothing to do with it.” Said Millie, “He does everyone. Let me guess you were sitting in the big Nazi car of his, he unzipped his trousers and pushed your head into his lap and fed you his cock. When you got him hard he pushed you into the back seat and fucked you in the ass. I know because that is what he did to me too.”

“Really, you never told me about that.”

“Well, that is probably because he told me he loves me and wanted me to be his mistress. So, I explained that you and I were quite happy, and he said I should have you fixed.”

“Fixed?”

“You know castrated have your balls cut off, so you wouldn’t mind his fucking me all the time. He also said that would make you happy just to eat me out.”

“But I would mind having my balls cut off.”

“So what else; eat any other good men?”

“Yes as a matter of fact, Friday.” Charlie went on to explain about the 69 and the guy jumping up to brush his teeth afterwards. They both rolled on the floor laughing over that one.

“So tell me my dear,” Asked Charlie, “am I eating the whole NE Patriots backfield by proxy or cleaning out the spit of some Boston bull dyke.”

“Don’t be crude Charlie. Its lesbian, not bull dyke. Besides she is a doctor, surgeon as a matter of fact. But no one eats pussy the way you do Charlie, you really enjoy my cunt like no lover I have ever had.”

“Thank you my dear, it is one of my favorite desserts.”

“She suggested you should be fixed to.”

“Who she, fixed, what suggest?”

“The surgeon that ate me out in Boston about 10 times. I explained about our marriage, and open relationship, and that we lived by the motto ‘Any gender, as long its tender’. She offered to come down and castrate you free of charge, that way she said you could eat me or anyone else, and not have to worry about getting your rocks off, since your rocks would be off.”

“I don’t like the way this conversation is going Millie, you have me confused with our tomcat that sprayed on the carpet, I don’t spray.”

“But look Charlie, see how your balls hang down, it is so easy to remove them, they were meant to be cut off.”

“By whom do you mean they were meant to be cut off. I just shot a load of cum down your throat, and when you felt it you came too, no balls no cum.”

“That’s a good point, but you could take shots, and I understand most of the fluid is in the produced in the prostate, so I could still swallow that.”

“Let’s think about this for a year or two or thirty, okay.”

“Okay, but she is coming to visit, just social, and maybe a threesome.”

“Who visit, threesome?”

The doctor, she’s going to stay with us next weekend. You’re going to make a pasta dinner, we will get a little drunk and eat one another for dessert.”

“Gee, now that sounds like a plan to me, let me practice.” Charlie grinned as he went down on his wife for the third time that evening. She giggled and held his face into her pussy as hard as she could.

The week flew by and Friday arrived, Charlie was assigned the task of retrieving the Boston Bull Dyke Doctor as he referred to her, from the airport. He made up a little sign with her name on it, and stood dutifully at the gate waiting. Boy was he surprised, rather than a heavy set masculine individual, a petit redhead with the map of Ireland on her face responded to his sign. She was a mere 5’ or 5’!’ tall, but stacked, bright Irish Red Hair and freckled all over.

‘I’d pay about a thousand dollars to get a peak at the red haired snatch of hers.’ Thought Charlie.

“Hi Charlie, I’m Mary, your wife has told me so much about you.” Said the good doctor as she extended a small but firm had to be shaken.

He took her luggage to his car and they were off for upstate, getting acquainted as they made the two hour drive.

Charlie put her cases and medical bag in the guest room, and had a cold supper all prepared in the refrigerator. Cold roast beef, carrot and celery sticks and good sharp New York Cheddar cheese. This was accompanied by glasses of zinfandel.

The three sat, snacked and got acquainted.

After the third bottle of wine was polished off, the doctor turned to Charlie and asked: “Did you consider my suggestion to your wife, that you be castrated?”

“Mary or Dr Mary, it seems like every one want my balls off but me, her boss, you.”

“I know it seems a bit much, but with your proclivities it would be much better for you with your gonads removed. You would be a much happier individual.”

“You wouldn’t mind if I found solace in my unhappiness, for just a wee bit longer now would you.” Said Charlie in his best imitation Irish Brogue.

“Okay, but keep thinking.” Said Mary.

“Honey,” said Millie, “show the doctor your specialty.”

“Are you sure Millie, after all….”

“Yes, your as good as any woman.”

Charlie got down on his knees in front of the doctor and spread her legs. She had all ready removed her panties. Charlie commenced to make love to her red haired snatch. Millie massaged his crotch for a minute or two while he was lubing the doctor’s snatch with his tongue, then released his cock and began to suck him.

They stayed like that for a couple of minutes. Then the doctor got on to the floor, pulling Charlie’s head into her crotch, and pulled Millie over so she could eat her. Then they were in the daisy chain. They all took their time. Then they switched, Charlie on his back, Millie riding his cock and the good doctor riding his face.

“Oh Charlie you are as good at eating my pussy as any woman I have ever had, you don’t need balls to do that.” Then Dr Mary had her umteenth orgasm of the night.

It got a little crazy then, the doctor had to pee, so Millie and Charlie accompanied her. Millie sucked the doctor’s tits, while Charlie finger-fucked her, as she urinated into his hand.

Charlie had to relieve himself, when he returned Millie and the doctor had lip locks on each other’s cunts and were licking each other slowly and sensuously. Wanting to join Charlie spread the doctor’s ass cheeks and begin to eat her nether hole. She liked that and pushed back against his tongue. Needing a little relief himself, Charlie then mounted the doctor and drove his dick up her ass. The doctor let out a scream and did the female of equivalent of ejaculation into Millie’s mouth. The fluid shooting into Millie’s mouth got her so excited she came also.

Charlie was ready to shoot now, he withdrew and placed his prick near Millie’s mouth and said: “Please Millie.”

Millie moved her mouth off the doctor’s cunt and took Charlie’s prick into her mouth and sucked him dry as he unloaded in her mouth. Charlie for his part thought Millie was going to get his eyeballs through the end of his cock this time. Millie swallowed like a good wife does.

Then into the bed, where various and sundry parts of everyone’s body was sucked, kissed and fondled. They awoke the next morning in a tangle of legs, arms, cock and pussies, and the smell of left over sex.

They showered, had breakfast, talked, gave the doctor a tour around the house and garden. Then Millie pulled a surprise on Charlie, by announcing that Martin and his wife would be coming to dinner.

Charlie got a moment along with Millie: “Martin and his wife, do you think that is wise, after all we both have been fucked by him.”

“Oh don’t worry dear, nothing is going to be said. Besides the only person that doesn’t know about Martin is his wife. I told Mary about my interlude and yours with him.”

Six pm and dinner, the guests arrived, and were given drinks, Mary came out of the bedroom having changed. Martin’s wife immediately fell in lust with the little redheaded doctor; she couldn’t take her eyes off her. It was more a matter of presence, the doctor commanded attention based on her looks and an unspoken attitude.

Everyone agreed that Charlie’s cooking was first rate. That of course with as much wine and beer as everyone drank, improved the food immensely. They had after dinner drinks and everyone was a little woosy.

Dr Mary got up went of to Martin’s wife, picked up her hand and said: “Come with me dear I have some really delightful things to show you, sort of dessert.”

Charlie was amazed Martin didn’t even bat and eye when his wife was being led away by a lesbian.

“Come here Charlie, show Martin how good you eat me.” Giggled a drunk Millie as she spread her legs. Charlie complied without hesitation, got down on the floor and buried his face in Millie’s crotch.

He was really enjoying his wife, when he felt a pair of hands undoing his trousers and taking the down, then his shorts. Once naked Martin straddled Charlie’s body and fed his cock to Millie, who obligingly sucked him into her mouth.

Once hard Martin withdrew and mounted Charlie, as before he had the technique down pat, he slipped his dick easily into Charlie’s rectum, then as he fucked Charlie, he leaned forward and kissed Charlie’s wife.

Strangely enough weird as the situation was Charlie enjoyed himself. He had never experienced anything quite like this, if was unbelievably sexy. Charlie had a raging hard-on himself, his balls were loose and hanging low.

In the bedroom, meanwhile, Mary had Martin’s wife between her legs teaching her how to eat pussy like a real woman should. Once she felt secure of the actions in her snatch, she reversed herself so she could eat her student to mutual satisfaction.

Martin for his part was amazing, he could fuck for what seemed like forever. Charlie continued to eat his wife, and she continued to cum.

A very satisfied Dr Mary with her arm around her new lover came back to the living room, both still naked. Dr Mary had a handful of instruments; she surveyed the tableau in front of her. “Boy Millie was right about Martin, he does like the rectum, and he can fuck forever.”

“Martin, Millie, its time to do the deed.” Said doctor Mary.

“Charlie dear,” said Millie, “this is for the best, Dr Mary is going to castrate you now. I just know this is the right thing for you. I have thought about this and thought about it, and I just know you will be happier without your balls. It just sounds so right, castrate Charlie. This is where you belong, your tongue in my cunt and Martin’s cock in your ass, you will enjoy this so much more without your balls.”

Charlie tried to get up but couldn’t with Martin riding his ass and Millie clamping his head in place.

“Yes Charlie this is for the best.” Said Dr Mary. She reached underneath Martin and grabbed Charlie’s balls, and pulled them back. She had a band castrator in her other hand, she pulled his balls through the tubing and let it fly. Charlie jumped. Then she placed her scalpel right below the band on his scrotum and cut his balls off. Charlie jumped again. “See Charlie that’s all there is to it, your balls are gone, your Millie’s eunuch now.” Turning and grabbing Martin’s wife she headed back to the bedroom for more instructions.

Charlie collapsed on the floor and curled up into a ball, the pain was equal to what you might feel if kicked by a soccer player.

Later on Dr Mary came out and gave him a shot, which put him out for the night. The next day she neatened him up so that he had a nice smooth crotch. Then she gave him another shot and opened up his penis. She created a cavity into which a penis prosthetic could be inserted, so that Millie could have penetration when she wanted it without having to give Charlie hormones or Viagra.

Charlie was pissed for about on month; then he began to forget what he was pissed about. He became more docile and compliant. Fridays Martin would come over and ride him. Millie would sit on his face at the same time that Charlie was learning to take it up the ass on his back. Martin’s wife left him moved to Boston where she and Dr Mary set up house keeping. Martin’s wife had never liked his fondness for her asshole, and much preferred the good doctors pussy and tongue.

:”Maybe Millie was right, this was the correct thing to do.” Thought Charlie one day about two months later as he prepared dinner.

Millie was happy too, in spite of his professed love for her, Martin up her ass wasn’t her favorite thing either. Charlie now satisfied Martin with his mouth and asshole, and still enjoyed eating her whenever she wanted. Now though he never initiated the action she had to ask. She also got a kick out seeing Charlie blow another man, sometimes they took turns on blowing Marin. He was a real challenge to bring to ejaculation quickly.

NOTE: It has been said that there is no such thing as a bisexual, only homosexuals without conviction. This of course is wrong. Keep in mind that if you are bisexual your chances of getting laid are twice as good.



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