My Vacation with the Johnsons – Charlie’s Adventures #3

Here’s another part to Charlie and Mr. Johnson’s adventures 😉 like before, feel free to rate, review and PM me suggestions.

It had been almost two months since Michael and I had had sex. We had continued having wonderful sex at least twice a week since then. Sneaking around Alison and doing it whatever chance we got. It was extremely exciting, and he was my first love. My crush had completely gone from being a mere crush to full-on love/lust for Mr. Johnson. He felt the same now also, and our relationship was wonderful.

It is now December 22nd and my parents have allowed me to go on a ski trip, to a resort in Colorado, with Michael and Alison, who is also bringing along Josh. I’m staying over at Alison’s tonight before our flight leaves at 6am tomorrow. Michael is already asleep and Alison, Josh and I are watching TV in the basement converted into entertainment room. I fake yawn and pat the two love birds, who can’t seem to stop making out, on the head before heading upstairs. I know Alison isn’t going to come upstairs until we have to leave in the morning, her and Josh are probably already taking each others clothes off with me out of the room.

I shower, brush my teeth and wash my face, slipping on an oversized shirt over my naked body before walking downstairs to the basement door. I hear moans and whimpers, along with the steady bounce on the sofa bed, and Ali saying “Oh Josh!” over and over again and giggle, jogging up the stairs and opening Michael’s door quietly. I close it back and climb onto his California King bed and straddle his lap. When I lean down and plant a kiss on his cheek, his eyelids flutter but don’t open.

I crawl down and slide his semi-hard cock out of his pajama pants. There’s a bead of pre-cum on the tip, he must be having some really great dreams, I think to myself and giggle before leaning down, licking the tip softly. I hear him groan and look down groggily, “Charlie?”

“Who else would it be?” I say before taking him in my mouth and sucking firmly, my tongue running around his head.

“Oh Charlie,” he moans roughly, taking my head in his hands. “Baby, Alison’s still here..”

I continue licking his head, around and around like it’s a lolipop as I reply, “It’s okay, she’s not going to come up here, she’s passed out downstairs.” (He didn’t need to know his daughter was having sex.) I climb up his body, hovering my soaked pussy over his already completely erect cock and slowly slide myself down, moaning as each inch of him pops into me, stretching me in the best way possible. “Besides.. doesn’t this make it so much more exciting?” I ask, breathlessly as I whimper, getting used to his size.

“Fuck…” is all he replies and I slowly start to bring myself up and down, rhythmically bouncing slowly and firmly. He places his hands on my hips and starts to meet my bounces with sharp thrusts. I moan louder and place my hands behind me on the bed, between his thighs, letting him grab my hips harder for leverage as he starts to thrust up into my awaiting pussy. I whimper and moan, biting my bottom lip to keep from moaning too loud. He pounds me from below and I meet his thrusts, wanting to feel every inch him hitting my core.

“Michael…!” I moan and toss my head back, letting him take complete control of me. I look down to see his cock slide in and out of my pussy, both of our juices making his cock glisten in the moonlit room. I feel myself start to tighten, more and more as I get closer to the edge of my orgasm.

He groans my name and starts to pound me harder than before, fucking me roughly and intensely as he gets closer to shooting his cum inside of me. Within seconds he’s doing just that, filling me up as I clench and squeeze and spasm around him with my own orgasm. I fall down on top of him, giggling and moaning tiredly, small beads of sweat falling down each of our foreheads as I kiss him deeply.

I loved this quick, rushed sex that we had every once in a while. The feeling that Ali may walk in at any moment was both terrifying and thrilling–for the both of us. I roll off of him and walk into the restroom, getting the towel I used and wiping the cum that’s dripping down my thigh, I sneak a taste in and moan softly–he tastes wonderful. And if you’re wondering, yes, I am on the pill. I have been since I got my period when I was 13. My periods were irregular and for my own health, my doctor put me on the birth control pill. It just happened to be a lucky coincidence that I happened to be a cum slut. 😉

The next day was rushed–we all woke up late, of course. All four of us had been up much later than expected–fucking the shit out of each other–and we didn’t know it. Well, no one but me. We walked through the airport and I was overly comfortable in some leggings, an oversized cream sweater and tan UGG boots. Thankfully we were on-time for our flight, and we boarded with some hot Starbucks and scones. Another reason to be thankful was that this trip was a gift to Michael’s law firm because of their great work they’d done this year, meaning that we got the royal treatment. First class tickets and an awesome suite at the resort.

The first class seating was amazing, only two people per aisle with an optional curtain (since it was such an early morning flight) and blankets and pillows provided for everyone, each set of seats was like its own personal cubicle. The seats were pressed up against each other but they were huge and luxurious–and they reclined. I walk over to sit with Ali, wishing that I was sitting with her father instead, and she shakes her head at me, pulling me down as her father and boyfriend put our luggage in the overhead compartment.

“Josh and I want to sit together, we kind of want to join the mile high club, be a pal and sit with my dad? I know I know, it sounds incredibly boring and maybe even weird being with him for that long of period of time but I promise I will make it up to you, just put on a movie or something and you can totally ignore him the entire time,” she says quickly and pouts. I wonder how she did that in one breath.

I put on the biggest disappointed face I can achieve while secretly dancing inside and nod, sighing, “Fine!” The devil on my shoulder just smirks and rubs her hands together manically.

She kisses my cheek and squeals, “Thank you!”

Josh slides into the seat that’s supposed to be mine and I look at Michael and he looks at me with one raised eyebrow, I shrug and bite my bottom lip, trying to fight the goofy grin threatening to show before walking a few feet away and into the window seat, before being joined by Michael.

“Hello, Mr.