Ellie Mae, Obsessed With Older Men

By Charlie B.

Ellie Mae didn’t start out obsessed with older men, she just kinda discovered that particular need when a new lodger moved into the home she shared with her ma. She was already foolin’ with guys, younger men who she shared with her friend Sasha without wanting to do more than explore her budding sexuality with any strings.
But lust has a funny way of taking a person off in its own direction, and Ellie Mae can’t resist the lure of an older man, and nor can her seething desires resist that call. So join Ellie Mae as she tells us in her own Southern Alabama words of her sexual awakening, Her coming of age as she discovers herself and her needs during one hot summer.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Charlie B.
• Release date: May 24, 2016
• ISBN: 9781311393890

Charlie B.

Well my name is Charlie B but you already know that. I live in the UK, Bromley, Kent, any GR peeps close by, friend me by all means. I write hot steamy stories. Why, well because if it turns me on I hope it will do the same for you, guy or girl!For those of you that might be interested my web site address is www.dollhouse-books.com. all of my books are individually listed there along with synopsis and other interesting articles. you can also sign up to my new releases newsletter and receive a free short storyCommecial finished, please read on!I write a lot, a book a month sometimes even more and I like to do something different every time. Sometimes the sexy scenes are part of the story and other times the story is the vehicle for the sex scenes but one thing is always present in my stories, Sex!Most of my stories feature women as the lead characters, I liker strong women, women who know what they want and go get it. They want men who can satisfy them in every way, who can excite and give then totally fulfilling sex. Women today have found their freedom, they want books that excite and arouse, they want a hot read that will give them a thrill and why not.Ah, but I hear you guys saying , ‘what about us?Well I know what guys like, after all I am one. Fresh young women, cheerleaders, raunchy college girls that are naughty rather than nice. Older women that bend the rules, blur the lines because they are hell bent on satisfaction and they will do their devious best to get it. In actual fact, although there’s a possible division in what I write, I think men and women will enjoy most of my books as many sit in the middle road.

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ELLIE MAE

OBSESSED WITH OLDER MEN

SMASHWORDS EDITION

By

CHARLIE B

CONTENTS

CHAPTER 1: GOOD VIBRATIONS

CHAPTER 2: YAY FOR JULIUS

CHAPTER 3 SEX IS AMAZING AND I WANT MORE

CHAPTER 4: HI THERE, MR JONES

CHAPTER 5: BUILDING FRUSTRATIONS

CHAPTER 6: DOORS ARE OPENING

CHAPTER 7: THE LAKE

CHAPTER 8: SECOND THOUGHTS?

CHAPTER 9: HELLO LIL’ COLLEGE GIRL

CHAPTER 10: TWO TEAMIN’ TOM

CHAPTER 11: THE SURPRISE

CHAPTER 12: DEPUTY BIGGS GETS HIS

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CHAPTER 1: GOOD VIBRATIONS

I rub at my eyes so as to clear the sleep away from them I then stare at the closed blinds as the morning sunlight filters in around the edges of the slats. Groan softly, as my dream comes back to me in all its erotic clarity. The stiff cock, thick and long, the firmly packed balls just below, full and taut. I remember the owner of the magnificent prick, his amazing body, his hands on my breasts as he….., but his face just won’t come back to me.

It’s misty, indistinct, but his jutting cock still remains in my head in all its magnificent detail, pointing lustfully at my wide, big brown, eyes. Its thick throbbing length jerking tantalisingly as my hand reaches out to fasten itself around its heated circumference, and then of course, I woke up. Woke up with my nipple’s, my two large, puffy, sensitive cones still hard to my touch, and tingling with the need for prompt attention. Needless to say my pussy too is now seething and demanding. Needs my fingers, and so they quickly drift down into my pyjama shorts to soothe and assuage the steamy fire that burns so strongly down there.

‘It’s my own fault,’ goes through my mind. ‘Lookin’ at all that porn on the tube site than getting myself off again, last night; …twice.’

I hadn’t ever had real sex of course, just fantasised about how it would be, as I watched erotic scenes unfolding: each time searching out new and more exciting ones on the free site that my best friend Sasha had told me about. Sasha, her pale chocolate skin so smooth and soft, Sasha of Mexican extraction, who tells me dirty stories about boys; about her games with them. Well never mind that for now.

Sasha knows all about dicks, and though she’s done blow jobs, she hasn’t fucked a guy as yet. She always makes guys go down on her first before she pays them back in kind, and she then relays every wild detail back to me, Miss Ellie Mae, with not a jot of detail left out. I get real excited just listening to it all on the phone, or reading the hot emails she sends over, and often we share mutual masturbation sessions with each other as we tell of our hottest sex fantasies. My fingers working down between my spread thighs, drifting over my swollen pussy lips just as they are doing right now, wriggling in my pyjama shorts as I spread my long legs wide, so as to accommodate my questing fingers more comfortably.

I think of my dream again, see the huge prick that’s all swollen up in the man’s clenched fist. Yes, a man, not a boy. Someone who knows how to give a girl the things she really needs I surely do remember that much. It was certainly a man.

Running a fingertip over my clitoris, I jerk at the sharp sensual contact as my thighs clench together. ‘Not yet too soon not yet.’ I’m thinking to myself.

I absolutely have to make it last. Best of all, I often borrow Mama’s vibrator, sneak it from her room, outa the cardboard box that’s she hides at the bottom of her chest of drawers. I love that thing It’s just so damned incredible, never fails to send me crazy every time I use it. Sending it buzzing purposely, all over my hot, deliriously horny, pussy, over my hooded clitty and then I’d insert it just inside of myself as my fingers work on my clit to get myself off real good with a writhing, screaming climax.

No vibe-stick now though, so my fingers brush over the thin, red-tinted, down that tops my raging pussy; slide on lower through the soft curls. I’ve often thought about shaving it smooth like Sasha’s twat, but Sasha says men would want it left because being red, it’s unusual. I wonder though when it will grow thicker, because then I’d need to trim it back so its tidy.

My hand strokes over my swollen nipple, feels so good. Not as good as maybe a man’s would be, or even Sasha’s has been when we’d play-wrestle a few times, our hands groping at each other’s bits real sneakily, though truth be told, we both welcomed the furtive invasions of each-others bodies, though we didn’t ever admit it, and Sasha has real big boobs for a girl her age. I’ve often wondered why she has big puffy nipples and not the smaller, puffy ones that I have? True mine are super-sensitive to the touch, but my breasts are still growing. Nice hillocks to be sure, and my nipples sit atop them like limpets perched on rocks after the tide has gone out, kinda following the shape of my tits right through to those tips.

Sadly, like I said, I don’t have that vibrator right, now nor do I have the big pink dildo that sits in the box along with it, but that monster hasn’t gone anywhere near my virgin cunny yet anyhow. Groaning softy, I brush my long red hair from my passion-twisted, face, frowning at the few freckles that I know speckle my cheeks. I hate those.

My yelp as I pinch at my hard nipple, has me gasping for a moment, and my hips shimmy with the sharp sensations that ripple down to my groin. Reaching into my bedside drawer I quickly find what I want, my electric toothbrush. Not the one I use every morning noon and night for my braced teeth, but an older one that I use when I need that extra stimulus to get myself off, or just want a kick to take me right over the edge into super-rainbow-land. I need that right now.

The thing is soon reversed around over the hood of my swollen clitty the sound it makes muffled by my duvet, so as to smother its noisy buzzing. My slim fingers dip into my wet vagina and began to jiggle the angry handle of the toothbrush a little faster, rubbing purposefully where it’ll do the most good, as my breathing rises to new heights. Stifling my noisy groans as best I can, I bite my lower lip as the feelings grow stronger and stronger, the nearing of my approaching climax causing me to whimper louder, and then, at exactly the right moment, I press the stem of the implement against my pouting bud and squeal with excitement as its pulsating rhythm flips me over the top. My body squirms wildly as I frantically work the jiggling thing all over my convulsing pussy, while my hips lift up high and my body spasms wildly before sinking back down onto the bed. I guess most young girls have thoughts like this, huh?

CHAPTER 2: YAY FOR JULIUS

Time has passed since those days and at last Sasha has set it up. The big moment I’ve longed for and so wanted to happen, and she’s gone and done it. I’m going to get to meet up with my first real live cock at last. I’m so excited I can hardly stop talking about it, but first I suppose I better explain.

Sasha, as I said before, is one forward kinda girl, not quiet and a dreamer like me. She goes and gets what she wants and what Sasha wants is sex. Fooling around with guys and getting off with them any way she can, and yeah, that includes fucking. Shocked? Well so was I when she first told me about all this stuff when I first got to know just how far she goes with guys, but as I said; her sexy stories just keep driving me crazy night after night. So much so that right after classes I am always racing home to get my jollies, up in my room because I was so fuckin’ sexed up after hearing all this. I just get so horny listening to her telling me it all, just can’t get enough of it, and boy, is she a good storyteller, but when I found out it was all true, it kinda drove me even crazier. I wanted some too.

I even had to get some spare batteries for Mom’s vibrator because I was sneaking it from her room so often when she wasn’t about, and then doing myself with it. I reckon I’m using it more than she is, and so I have to cover that up because I surely don’t need no lecture from her about sex and masturbating and all that stuff.

Hillview High School is one good place for meeting hot guys, and Sasha certainly don’t hang back any when it comes to guys. She just goes for them with her big boobs sticking right on out