PART 1 – One of a Kind
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Miley sat on the edge of her bed wearing nothing but a black tee shirt depicting the Incredible Hulk. The shirt was Charlie's, so it was overly large on her and fell down just past her butt. Miley liked sleeping in Charlie's shirts.
Charlie was already in the bed watching Miley rub lotion onto her sexy legs. "Your skin is so smooth," he commented, lying on his side with his head propped up on a bent elbow.
Miley smiled at the compliment, "It ought to be, I do this at least twice a day." Squeezing more lotion out, she lifted a leg and hooked her heel on the edge of the bed.
"You're so tan too. Look at me; I'm white as a ghost. I work too much."
Miley rubbed the lotion into her shapely ankle. "You should go to the tanning salon at the mall. You could do it on your lunch break, just use my account."
"I can pay for my own tanning." Charlie hated it when Miley paid for everything. She was always paying when they went out on dates and often bought him new clothes. Charlie had to save as much as he could for college; his parents weren't nearly as wealthy as Miley's father, who provided her with everything. She didn't even have a job.
"I know you can." Miley looked to Charlie over her shoulder. "But we're engaged, what's mine is yours."
"Your father's, you mean."
"Don't be jealous." Miley turned her attention back to her legs. "Daddy and I have a deal. He pays the bills, I get straight-As. I worked really hard last year to get good grades, Charlie."
"I'm sorry." Charlie lay back on the bed. "I just wish I made more money."
"You will, baby. We're gonna go to Miami and you're going to get a big fat contract to make your comic."
Charlie laughed, "Comic book writers don't make that much money, at least, not when they're starting out."
"That's okay. I'm going to become a rich and famous fashion designer, so I can be your sugar mama."
Charlie snorted, "But you're a business major."
"Right," Miley nodded. "I already know fashion; I only need to learn the business part."
"And if that doesn't work out you have a promising future as a phone sex operator."
"Charlie!" Miley burst into giggles as Charlie began tickling her sides. Abandoning her legs, she squirmed and flopped into bed beside him. "I only talk dirty for you."
Charlie lifted the covers so Miley could slip into bed next to him. "And you do it so well."
"I had a great day today." Miley stretched her body out against Charlie's and slipped an arm about his bare torso. "I loved meeting your family."
"The day's not over yet," Charlie reminded. "Technically, you're still my slave for two more hours."
Miley kissed his hairless chest, "Mmm. I guess you better make the most of it."
"You'd do anything I wanted?"
"Of course," Miley assured him, moving to kiss Charlie's shoulder. Then she whispered in his ear, "I'd even let you fuck me in the ass again."
Charlie exhaled at Miley's sexy tone, suddenly very aroused.
"Is that what you want?" Miley teased, nibbling on Charlie's earlobe. She began to slide her silky smooth leg against Charlie's thigh. "Do you like the thought of sticking that humungous thing between your legs up my butt?"
"Yes," was Charlie's whispered reply.
Miley grinned having already known Charlie's answer. "Okay, but you have to wait here while I go clean myself out."
Charlie's brows narrowed as Miley crawled out of bed, "What do you mean?"
"I can't have you sticking your thing inside a dirty butt hole," Miley replied casually.
"What are you going to do?" Charlie wondered.
"I figured we'd be trying this again some day, I have an enema in the bathroom."
"No shit? Do you want me to help?" Charlie sounded curious.
"No, ew!" Miley shook her head, "It's gross. Just wait here; I'll only be a couple of minutes."
Charlie watched as Miley disappeared into the hallway towards her bathroom. Her casual demeanor regarding all things sexual continually amazed him. How many girls think to have an enema around in case their boyfriend's wanted to have anal sex? Not many, Charlie knew.
As he lay in bed waiting, Charlie thought back to some of the sexual escapades he and Miley had gotten into since hooking up. They'd had sex in a parked car, limousine, department store changing room, even a sandy beach. More often than not, Miley was the aggressor in each instance. She was the most sexual creature Charlie could imagine, and he loved everything about her.
When Miley returned she was naked, and a shiver emanated from her enticing body. "Oh my god that felt so freaky."
Charlie laughed as she moved to the bedside stand, "You're amazing, you know that?"
Miley retrieved a bottle of lube from the drawer. "I know," she replied with a wink. "But I'm curious why you think so?"
"Our sex life. You're so cavalier about things most other girls would be embarrassed about."
"What's to be embarrassed about?" Miley crawled back onto the bed and peeled the covers off Charlie. "I love our kinky sex life, and orgasms are awesome."
"They are awesome." Charlie agreed.
Kneeling beside Charlie, with her legs curled beneath her, Miley cupped a palm and squirted some lube out. "I'm going to get your dick really hard and slick before you stick it in me."
Charlie swallowed as Miley's hand gripped his soft member, "Okay."
"Are you going to cum inside me?" Miley started to rub the lubricant over Charlie's length, which was starting to stir and thicken. "Or are you going to pull out and shoot it on my body?"
"Um..." Charlie was quickly growing aroused, both by Miley's attentive hand as well as her words. "To be honest I hadn't really thought about it."
"If you cum inside me don't be too deep, otherwise I'll never get your goo out and you'll be leaking out of me all night."
"And if I pull out?" Charlie wondered.
"Try not to get it into my hair? I just washed it."
Charlie chuckled, "Anything else I should be worried about?"
Miley grinned back at him, "Yeah, try not to split me in half with this gigantic cock of yours."
