Charyl takes charge

Thursday goes by at a snails pace since I'm waiting for Friday so eagerly. Its a normal day by all accounts, but I keep mentally drifting thinking about tomorrow. I manage to fill two small vials throughout the day and decide not to cum in the evening, in anticipation of what Charyl might be planning. I double check my cum supplies before I go to sleep. Eight doses total saved up.

Friday morning I send Charyl a text, "When should I come over?"

"How about in an hour ;)" Charyl responds.

Well, that works for me. I get ready for the day, gather up my cum, and hop in my car. I haven't used it in a while, the coffee shop is only 2 blocks away, so I walk most days, so I'm thankful when it starts up.

I make my way over to Charyl and Pete's house in the suburbs. It looks like a pretty nice place, 2 stories, a multi-car garage, and a decent yard to it. I park in the driveway, and follow the path up to the front door. When I ring the doorbell, Charyl answers in a few moments dressed in a very form fitting dress. I feel a bit under dressed now, wearing a simple t-shirt and jeans, but nothing I can do about it now.

"Please, come in, I'll give you a tour." Charyl says, gesturing into the house, "This is the living room, and through that open window space is the kitchen."

The living room is pretty nice, with all new furniture in it, it could comfortable seat 6 people in it, with a nice large TV on the wall. The kitchen also looks fairly modern from what I can see through the internal window.

"Over this way is the main hallway and stairs up to the second floor." Charyl says, guiding me to the hallway, "On our left is a bathroom here, and on the right is a bedroom that Pete has repurposed into his office. Towards the end of the hallway is the entrance into the garage, and a mudroom."

Charyl turns and guides me up the stairs now, once we are at the top of the stairs, she speaks up again, "Behind us is the master bedroom, and through it is the master bathroom. Down this hallway are 3 other bedrooms and another bathroom. Right now, there isn't a whole lot in those rooms, but well..." Charyl trails off while absently putting her hand on her abdomen, "well, we'll hopefully have them used soon enough." She finishes. "Why don't we head downstairs, I'll show you the patio behind the kitchen, and I can get you a drink."

"Alright, sure." I say, as she again guides me through the house. I head through a door from the living room to the dining room/kitchen, and out a sliding door to a closed patio space, where the walls all have a sort of mesh covering to keep bugs out, and take a seat in a nice cushioned loveseat on the patio.

"What would you like to drink?" Charyl asks me.

"Anything is fine, I'll let you decide. I make coffee all day, so deciding on beverages isn't exactly something I enjoy doing." I reply.

"Sure, sure. I'll be right back." Charyl says, as she heads into the kitchen. She returns after a few minutes holding a bloody mary and a can of hard lemonade. "I hope this is to your taste." She says moving a small table in front of me, and putting the hard lemonade down, before taking a sip of the bloody mary, and then sitting beside me on the loveseat.

"Sure, this works." I reply while lounging backwards.

"You know, I really appreciate what you did for me." Charyl says, putting her hand on my leg.

"I mean, I didn't do much, just had a bit of a chat with Pete." I reply.

"Well, whatever you said must have been impactful. He's a real jerk you know, but I'm stuck with him. Getting a divorce at this stage is out of the question, I'd just be stuck with student loan debt in a city 1000 miles from home. So when he apologized for some of his more aggressive behaviors and removed the tracking app on my phone, I felt like I'd been saved from a future as a prisoner in my own home." Charyl says, as she slowly moves her hand up and down my leg, slowly moving higher up my thigh.

I'm thankful I purposefully sat such that my phone was in the pocket closer to her, rather than the vials of cum. That would be difficult to explain.

"But you know, he asked me to go off my birth control last week. I told you he wanted kids before, but the day after he apologized, he asked me to go off it. He's still using a condom for now, but I think he's wanting a kid soon. I just... I don't really want to carry his children, he's a real prick, you know? I know you do, we went to high school together after all." Charyl says, gently brushing against my crotch before moving her hand back to my leg.

"Sounds like things are tough for you." I say before taking a few gulps of the lemonade.

Charyl looks at me for a moment, before taking a few very large gulps of her bloody mary, "Yeah, although you know, I can manage. I'm not opposed to kids though you know. I got my degree in elementary education after all. I just don't want Pete's. Maybe..." She trails off, before finishing off her drink. I take a few more sips of the lemonade as well.

"Why don't we move to the living room, I'm going to make myself another drink." Charyl says.

"Alright, that's fine by me." I say.

I again, purposefully sit in the love seat in their living room, and wait for Charyl to return.

When Charyl returns, she sits next to me, this time with an already half empty drink.

"You know, I really want to show you how thankful I am." Charyl says, moving her hand down my side.

I turn to make eye contact with her, "Oh yeah? Why don't you show me."

Her face blushes slightly, as she moves her hand down towards my jeans, unbuttoning them, and zipping them down. She waits a few seconds, and when I don't say anything, she fishes my cock out of my boxers, and slowly starts stroking me.

"Yeah, that feels good. I'd love to see your mouth on my cock." I encourage her.

Charyl gives me a sly grin, and slowly bends over to start sucking on my cock.

I idly move my hand into her dress, and under her bra to fondle her tits. They're not particularly big, but there is enough there to play with in this position.

Charyl lets out a small moan as I tease one nipple before she redoubles her efforts. It's clear that she's had some practice sucking dick unlike Andrea, as her skill is rapidly bringing me to orgasm.

I only hold out for a minute more before I start cumming in Charyl's mouth. She begins drinking my cum, as her head slowly lowers further on my cock as she enters her trance.

"Charyl, the blowjob made you incredibly horny."
"The blowjob made me incredibly horny."
"You want to feel me cumming in your pussy."
"I want to feel you cumming in my pussy."
"You'll invite me to come fuck you whenever Pete is gone."
"I'll invite you to come fuck me whenever Pete is gone."
"You'll wake up in 5 seconds."
"I'll wake up in 5 seconds."

While she is waking up, I'm idly thinking about how successful is seems the programming from Wednesday was, despite her slurring, it seems like it all took root.

Charyl lifts her head up out of my lap, and wipes her mouth clean before speaking to me, "Why don't we go up to the master bathroom, I'll wash my mouth out, and we have an indoor hot tub in there we can relax for a bit in."

"I'll take you up on that, but I don't have any swimwear, so I'll be skinny dipping." I say, giving her a wink.

"Well, I wouldn't be a good host if I didn't join you in that." Charyl teases back.

We head upstairs and she starts filling the hot tub, before stripping off her dress and underwear. Its clear she still takes good care of her body, but I suppose thanks to no longer competing in sports has let her put on a little weight in the right places for sure. Her breasts are only somewhere between a B and C cup, but her body is free from any unnecessary fat and blemish free. She looks over to me and asks, "Keep the ponytail, or hair down?"

"Keep the ponytail." I say. I don't know what it is, but an athletic girl with a ponytail has always been somewhat attractive to me, so if I'm being offered the choice, well, for now I'll have her keep it in.

Not much longer and I'm naked as well, and we're stepping into the hot tub. Charyl sits across from me, and after a few moments is the first one to break the silence, "God, that blowjob before has me so turned on. I really, REALLY, want to feel you inside me. Until you get hard, I hope you don't mind..." She trails off, while leaning further back in the hot tub, as she starts to slowly finger herself, occasionally bringing her hand up to tease her breast.

"Keep that up, and it won't be long." I respond, absently tugging on my recently deflated cock.

After a few minutes Charyl starts moaning louder, and I speak up to her, "I want you to wait until I'm in you to cum."

Charyl pouts, and removes her fingers from her cunt for a little bit, and begins teasing herself once she's calmed down a little. As she starts working herself back up, I start to feel life return to my penis, and begin getting an erection again.

"I think I'm ready." I say.

"Alright. You don't need to worry about a condom, I only went off my birth control last week." Charyl says sliding onto my lap.

I can feel my cock sliding along her slit. After a few motions back and forth, I feel myself slide into Charyl's cunt.

This is the first pussy I've been in, and damn, its heavenly. I instinctively push up into her as we begin our dance as old as time. I moan into Charyl's ear, "God, you feel amazing, I only came a half hour ago, but I'm already feeling so good."

"You feel so nice inside me. I love it, its so perfect." Charyl moans back.

We continue going at it, for a few more minutes, but its all I can take, as I feel myself closing in on orgasm, "I'm going to cum." I say to Charyl.

She leans in to my ear and whispers, "Do it. Even when I'm fertile I want to feel you shooting your load in my pussy. I want you to knock me up."

That's all it takes, and I feel myself begin shooting load after load of sperm against her cervix, as I do so, her motions slow down, and she enters a trance again.

Shit, this puts people in a trance too? Well, I guess outside of immediately waking someone out of it, I won't ever experience a 'normal' sexual experience then. As post nut clarity takes hold, I decide not to waste this though.

"My cock was the best you've ever had."
"Your cock... was the best... I've ever had."

Well, that hurt my pride slightly, but I guess don't ask questions to things you don't want answers to applies here, even if I'm changing their answers.

"My cock was the best you've ever had."
"Your cock was the best... I've ever had."
"My cock was the best you've ever had."
"Your cock was the best I've ever had."
"When you come out of trance, you'll think I only just came in you."
"When I come out of trance, I'll think you only just came in me."
"The feeling of me cumming in you will make you orgasm."
"The feeling of you cumming in me will make me orgasm."
"It will be the best orgasm you've ever had."
"It will be... the best orgasm... I've ever had..."
"It will be the best orgasm you've ever had."
"It will be the best orgasm I've ever had."
"You'll orgasm that hard any time I cum in your pussy."
"I'll orgasm that hard any time you cum in my pussy."
"You'll wake up in 5 seconds."
"I'll wake up in 5 seconds."

"Oh fuck. OH FUCK. YES. GOD YES." Charyl starts moaning into an almost scream as she starts shaking her hips rapidly on my now slowly deflating cock, which by the way, doesn't actually feel that good, but having a hot girl cumming in front of you definitely does.

After we both cool off for a moment, Charyl speaks up again, "That was the BEST orgasm I ever had, and your cock was definitely better than Pete's. Just thinking about it has me feeling tingly."

"You felt amazing too." I reply.

"Thanks. You know, Pete is out from 7-5 on work days. I'd love if you came back and gave me a pounding. I need more of that." Charyl offers.

"More of that? Count me in. I'll let you know when, I already told you my days off, so it'll most likely be those days." I say.

"What if I showed up at the coffee shop? Any chance there?" Charyl asks.

"Maybe. Not right away probably, but I'll see what I can do." I reply.

"Alright. Well, why don't we get cleaned up a bit, and grab some lunch." Charyl offers.

"Sure. That sounds good." I reply.

We head down to the kitchen, where Charyl offers me a few different meal options, and I go for just a plain sandwich. She shrugs, and makes me a sandwich and fixes herself up a salad, and we eat before we move back to the living room.

"You know, If you're up for it, I'd be down for more." Charyl says, moving so that she's snuggled against me.

"I think I am." I say, as I begin undoing my pants.

Charyl hikes her dress up slightly and moves her panties to the side. After a moment, I'm erect again, and Charyl mounts me on the couch.

We begin rhythmically bouncing against each other. This time, I hold out for quite a while. A benefit of having cum twice today. As Charyl starts to tire out, I finally start to feel myself getting close.

"I'm getting close Charyl." I moan.

"Give it to me. Make me cum like earlier again." Charyl moans back.

I pump a few more times, before driving myself deep into her, and begin cumming. Charyl slumps forward onto me again.

Using my feet, I pull my pants within arms reach, and fish out the cum in the pocket.

"Charyl, you'll drink what I hand you."
"I'll drink what you hand me." She repeats, and begins drinking the multiple vials of cum.

"Charyl, you won't mind if I fuck many women."
"Aiii won mine... if ou fock mani wimen."
"You won't mind if I fuck many women."
"Aii wunt mined if you fook meny woman."
"It turns you on if I fuck other women."
"Iii terns me onnn... if yo fok other women."
"It turns you on if I fuck other women."
"Iii turn me un if yo foooock other women."
"You'd gladly participate in a threesome with other women with me."
"Ayd gladly partecepit in a threesom weeth othur wimen with ou."

I briefly think about something that concerns me. I don't know what sort of effect my cum would have on a baby's development. Since it seems to be able to affect a person as long as it gets in them, and messed with their head, I don't want a stillborn. I formulate a new command I need.

"Charyl, once you are pregnant, you won't want to have any sex."
"Onice I arm pregernant, Ai won't wunt to have ani sex."
"You won't want to have a cock in any hole."
"Ai won't want to ave a cock een any hole."
"Once you give birth, your libido will return."
"Unce ai give birth, mai libido will return."
"In 30 seconds, wake up."

I wait there, with her mounted on me as my cock slowly deflates in her. After 30 seconds, my cock is already only half hard, but Charyl feels my cum in her, and starts having a powerful orgasm.

"God, I can't believe how good that feels." Charyl moans after moving off of me. She puts her panties back over her pussy, holding my cum against it, as she straightens her dress.

"Yeah. I'm looking forward to being back." I say, "Unfortunately, its afternoon, and I still have some chores I need to take care of, so I should head out."

"I'll miss you. I'll definitely be thinking about you." Charyl says.

I gather up my pants, get re-dressed, and head out for the day. I'm far too spent to fill any new vials for the remainder of the day. That evening I quickly drift to sleep.