Chapter 5: Lusty encounter
Charlie sat in the hairdressing chair, her eyes locked on Peter. As Peter approached he admired Charlie's curvy figure, his dick swaying as he walked.
Charlie eyed the swollen member, watching it bounce as Peter approached. "You're quite excited, aren't you?" she teased, her voice dripping with lust.
Peter stopped in front of Charlie, his breathing heavy with anticipation. "You have no idea," he growled, his voice low and rough. "I've dreamed about this moment for so long."
Charlie smiled slyly, her green eyes sparkling with excitement. "Then let's make this dream come true," she purred, reaching out to unbutton her blouse.
The sound of the buttons popping free echoed in the quiet room, followed by the rustling of fabric as she slipped the garment off her shoulders. Her bra soon followed, exposing her ample breasts.
Peter leaned in a kissed Charlie passionately on the lips, his rock hard erection grazing her taught stomach.
The kiss was filled with urgency and longing, a reflection of both their desires and the forbidden nature of their encounter. Their tongues danced together, exploring every nook and cranny of each other's mouths.
Charlie's hands slid around Peter's waist, pulling him closer as he straddled her leg.
"I want you, Peter," she whispered into his ear, her breath hot and moist.
Peter began kissing down Charlie's neck as he gently caressed her huge soft boobs.
Her tits felt amazing, warm and bouncy. He cupped them with both hands, pinching her nipples gently.
"Ooh, Peter," Charlie moaned, leaning back into the chair. "You're making me so horny."
Peter's mouth found one of her nipples, and he began to suckle it hungrily. Charlie arched her back, pressing her breast against his face, encouraging him to continue.
"I want you to make me come," she pleaded, her voice husky with desire.
"Please, Peter, make me yours."
Peter nodded, his eyes shining with lust. "I will, Charlie," he promised, his voice steady and strong. "I will make you mine."
His hands roamed over her body, caressing her curves and tracing the lines of her stomach. He kissed her neck, her collarbone, and the sensitive spot behind her ear. She moaned softly, arching her back and inviting him deeper.
"Oh, God," she sighed, her voice trembling with desire.
Peter kissed down her stomach and down lower to her shaved pussy.
He gently parted her lips with his thumbs, revealing her wet and eager hole. He could see a small amount of liquid seeping out, and he inhaled deeply, taking in the scent of her arousal.
"Are you ready for me, Charlie?" he asked, his voice low and raspy.
She nodded, her eyes locked on his. "Yes, Peter," she replied, her voice trembling slightly. "I'm ready."
Peter kissed and flicked his tongue over Charlie's clit as he gently pushed two fingers inside her warm opening.
Charlie moaned loudly, her hands gripping the edges of the chair as she arched her back.
"Oh, fuck," she cried, her voice hoarse with lust. "That feels so good."
"You're so wet," Peter murmured, his voice low and rough. "I can't wait to feel you around my cock."
Charlie nodded, her eyes locked on his. "Yes, do it," she whispered, her voice trembling with anticipation.
"Not yet," Peter replied as he started to rub her g-spot and suck and lick her clit even harder. "I want you to cum first before I fill you with my cock." Peter said seductively.
Peter's expert touch soon had Charlie screaming with passion as his fingers moved inside and his sucking and licking became more intense.
"I'm cumming" Charlies screamed.
Her body shook as wave after wave of orgasms pulsated through her. Her screams filled the salon.
Her inner walls clamped around his fingers, and he could feel her muscles spasm as she rode out her orgasm. He continued to stimulate her, prolonging her bliss as long as possible.
Finally, she collapsed back in the chair, panting heavily and gasping for breath. "That was so fucking good," she whimpered, her voice hoarse with satisfaction.
Peter grinned wickedly, his cock throbbing with renewed vigor.