James almost jumped Charlie in the car. There's only one way this is gonna end.

James' reply was a wide- eyed nod, combined with a happy smile. The rest of the car ride was spent in silence - not awkward silence, but one filled with anticipation. James didn't dare say anything, fearing that his growing lust would turn everything into wanton moans, and Charlie was fully focused on getting them both to her appartment in one piece - and as fast as possible. Every red light had her drumming an impatient rhythm on the steering wheel, squealing tyres leaving marks on the street once the light turned green.

The alternating low rumbling followed by sudden, more intense vibrations kept adding to James' lustful predicament, as did the promise of what awaited him at the end of the journey. Not knowing how far they still had to go added to his anticipation and consequently to the dampness between his legs. All thoughts about the wrongness of these feelings were forgotten.

And finally, after an eternety of building lust, the arrived at an old, but well-maintained apartment complex, where Charlie whipped her old junker around a corner and down into the sub-terranean garage, tyres squealing as she rushed into a free spot. Both women quickly exited the car, James' tits brushing against the door as he squeezed out, but for the first time the sensations from his impressive assets didn't send him spiralling down in a panic.

Instead, James allowed the moaning sigh that built within him to escape, enjoying the way Charlie's head whipped around to her... him.

"How... how can you be so sexy, Lil?" The nurse's voice betrayed her arousal - as if her expression left any doubt about that. "I can't believe how much you turn me on..."

Instead of an answer, James walked... no, sauntered around the car, showing a confidence he didn't know he had, even if his heart thundered hard enough in his chest that the sensitive orbs surely quaked with the **** of the beats. When he reached Charlie, James took both her hands in his, and gazed deeply into her eyes, his mouth opening slightly as lustful breaths washed over his soft lips.

"Wow..." Charlie caressed James' hands with her thumbs before leaning down to the petite girl in front of her, and finally, their lips met.

James, kissless virgin until today, was quickly overwhelmed by the tingling of his lips, the feeling of Charlie's tongue questing forwards to find his making him dizzy, and had to let go of the nurse's hands to hold on to her scrubs. Standing up on his tiptoes, he nevertheless eagerly dove into this new sensation, surrendering himself to the flow and moaning into Charlie's mouth as he felt the nurse's arms wrap around his slender waist, one hand squeezing his voluptuous behind through the thin fabric of James' shirt.

But even this amazing, clumsy first kiss had to end, and Charlie and James parted lips. Their faces just inches apart, the pair exchanged huge, beaming smiles, trying to catch their breaths.

"Again, wow... you're the hottest, cutest, sexiest..." Charlie trailed off, raising one hand to caress James cheek. The semingly neverending compliments he was showered with made James giddy, tingly, adding to the throbbing need in his pussy that he only now realized had begun leaking its juices down his thighs.

"Uhm, Charlieee? I'm kinda... dripping... down there..." James' husky voice left no doubt about what he meant, and the way Charlie had to swallow hard almost made him giggle.

"Oh, uh, uhm... th-the elevator is that way!"

The way Charlie seemed absolutely unable to deal with James' defenseless charm actually made him giggle this time.

Before I post the next chapter, I wanted to ask you guys what you would prefer: Should James' cherry get popped with a pussy or a dick? That is, should she be fully female, a shemale or a futa?