Charlotte's Conversion (closed for Iwasagoodgirl)

[HSG1489]

Pat Roberts

The intensity of our almost synchronised orgasms was almost mind blowing to both of us. If sex was an Olympic Sport we would have been medal contenders. The explosion of your seed deep inside me was almost stinging with lust and passion and it sent me right over the edge.

As we finished you welcomed me and hinted my uncle was safe. I slowly got out of character but teased you by saying the castle held other delights. Then I added "Remember we nurses have reputations to uphold. We know how to care for our patients."

You grabbed me into a kiss but I resisted "First things first. Is there a TV room here?" You looked curious so I added "Mine's on the blink and tomorrow it's England v Russia in the footy."

You sighed and shook your head as I added "I might be a nurse. But I'm a tomboy too. If England win I might want someone to celebrate with." I made it very plain what those celebrations would be.

 

[HSG1489]

Rose Tyler

Edward and I watched the new girl being escorted by Phil for her tour of the club. I was concerned she might recognise me and I had to report to base. Turning to you I said "I've got to make an urgent call. Can I take my break now?" You nodded and I went outside. Ensuring no one overheard I called in and reported the change.

I was advised to stay there and if the nurse approached me to tell her I was working part time on my days off because I was saving for a holiday. I returned to the bar, smiled at you and returned to my duties.

 

[lovingfingers]

Phil

Chris had really resisted the idea early on, not wanting the Club to resemble another sports bar, but I had prevailed upon him eventually. Now we had a sports themed room for the athletically inclined. In addition to weights, benches, and other equipment, we had monitors with the major games. I told Pat to come dressed in team colors, and be prepared for non-monetary wagers and athletic celebrations.

Your eyes twinkled, so I assumed the idea titillated you. We finished dressing and left the room. You said you wanted a drink, so gave me a kiss as I made my way to the sports room to make sure your game was on the watch list. I grinned as I saw it on the schedule. Every guy's fantasy, a girl who gets hot watching sports!

 

[HSG1489]

Pat Roberts

I was delighted to hear the game was going to be shown so I booked myself in. Back in the bar area Chris was nowhere to be seen and I assumed the responsibilities of fatherhood were taking their toll.

Making my way to the bar I ordered a non alcoholic drink and tried to get into conversation with the bar staff. Where had I seen her before? It was haunting me and yet there was something brewing in my brain making me feel unsure.

I couldn't swear to it but it seemed the girl was trying to ignore me and encouraged Edward to serve me. "Who do you think will win?" I asked trying to involve the girl.

"Probably a draw" she said and then went on to serve another client.

 

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Edward

Granted, Rose and I had only slept together a couple times. We hadn't really talked all that much for me to know your history. That said, I really didn't understand you.

Pat was clearly the hot kind of gal I had seen you flirtung with, and yet you were pushing her off on me. Had she pissed you off somehow? Had she refused your advances? What?

Pat wandered off, commenting that she wanted to explore. I turned to Rose, asking if you knew her. You shrugged, not commenting. I let it drop, distracted by you reaching over to run a finger over my chest.

 

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Julian

As we worked through the evening, I could not help feel that something had changed between Sam and I. We had just played with someone else. Yes, we had done it together at one point, but still. You seemed shy around me, and more quiet than usual. I saw you whispering with Sandy at one point and wondered.

 

[Iwasagoodgirl]

Sam

I was really enjoying working with you and being taught some of the tricks of the trade. After thinking deeply I had decided to enquirer about going to school to learn the skills to become a qualified masseur.

But where was our relationship going? Ok we'd had an experience of tasting alternative ways of sexual fulfillment but I wanted you. Did you still want me? Or were you wondering where my priorities lay?

A young girl came in, probably around twenty years old showing signs she was probably around five months pregnant. You called me over to show me how we dealt with pregnant women and you monitored me as I applied some oils to her stretching skin.

After she'd gone I looked at you and whispered "I still want you. I still love you." Then I turned to hide my tears.

 

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Julian

I turned Sam to face me again, wiping away the tear on your cheek, "And I still want and love you sweetheart. What happened earlier was.. just sex. You and I.. have something more than that."

You wrapped your arms around me and held me tight. I hugged you back, kissing the top of your head, and silently pondered. Of course you had doubts and worries. You were so young, and had only recently experienced sex and love. It did make me wonder though. Did you really love me, or was this just the infatuation of first love?

My musing was interrupted by an amused, "Pardon moi?"

I looked up, and grinned, "Claude! How are you? Been a while!"

The frenchman who smiled back at me, as usual, had the eye of every woman in the room. I extended a hand to him and watched Sam turn and take him in. He looked at you and smiled appreciatively, as I introduced you two.

"So what brings you here?" I asked.

"That oil," he replied, "I am completely out. I have looked everywhere and no one else has it. Tell me you still have it."

"Of course," I reassured him, leaving him and Sam, while I went to the supply cabinet and fished out a dark green bottle.

When I returned, I handed him the bottle and Sam enquired what it was. "Lotus oil," I began, "from Egypt. The recipe is said to be 4000 years old. Excellent for the skin, but only if you apply it sparingly."

Claude glanced at me, and then at Sam, "Have you not tried it? You must. Encroyable!"

He glanced at me again, then continued, "I cannot reach my back and my skin is parched. I would be ever so grateful if you could assist me."

Claude was something else. I had just been telling Sam how sex was just sex. But this guy took that to another level. For him, sex was like saying hello.

Sam looked at me questioningly, to which I replied softly, "If you like and have time. If not, any of the other girls would be happy to help."

I glanced at the desk, "Duty calls."

 

[Iwasagoodgirl]

Sam

Who was this sexy Frenchman? I'd heard it said that French was the language of love but he was almost using it as a means of seduction. I recalled last night's episode of the TV series 'Versailles' and the way King Louis used language to charm every girl into bed. Well Claude wasn't going to do it to me. But I told Julian I'd administer the oil to the customer's back.

"Couch a sur le lit et je vais administrer l’huile de genévrier." I was using the opportunity to practice my French and I was glad the man understood me because he laid on his front. As I massaged his back he moaned but I wanted to continue the conversation so I asked him if he was following the European Football Championships. "Vous regardez le football à la télévision ? vous devez être heureux avec la façon dont France jouent."

Before he could answer I heard the door open and Claude looked up to see that new girl, the nurse, I think she is called Pat Roberts walk in. Claude obviously liked what he saw and I almost heard the nurse purr. I finished with Claude and watched as he and Pat exchanged looks of lust.

I for my part went to the desk where Julian was writing and positioned myself so my cleavage was on show. Looking at him I licked my lips and said "I've completed that task. Do you want anything else?" I winked seductively.

 

[HSG1489]

Pat Roberts

There was about two hours before the game was due to be shown on TV so I decided to take another look at the massage room. Maybe even book a session later in the week.

I walked down the stairs to the studio and knocked on the door. Julian's voice said "Enter!" I turned the handle, walked in and gave him a semi interested smile which he returned as I lowered my eyes.

A girl's voice was speaking French and I noticed it was Sam. So she had brains as well as looks! The fit rugged Frenchman raised his head, looked at me and returned my smile. Of course I had to play 'hard to get' so I turned back to the desk to book my appointment.

"Hello young lady" the Frenchman rasped as he sat upright showing his masculine chest "I can definitely recommend the oil. I'm told Cleopatra herself used it."

"Before or after she slept with Mark Anthony?" I teased. I then reverted to my 'hard to get mode' by adding "I'm going to watch the footy on the big screen." I turned and left.

It was an exciting game with England winning with a last minute goal. As I left the room the Frenchman was in the bar with a glass of wine in his hand and one on a table. "Congratulations Mademoiselle. Let me help you celebrate." He called me over and gave me the drink.

I was enjoying myself so I replied "Where can I get some that oil?"

 

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Julian

I was a little surprised to see Sam return so swiftly. Claude must be losing his touch. I had to admit though, I was pleased, particularly when you came onto me. I grinned, then scowled lightly, "You know, you get away with that because we are seeing each other and because this is the Club, but once you get to massage school, they would so bust your ass."

You gave me a look of mock surprise, to which I replied, "Really. No flirtation, no innuendo, no happy endings."

You pouted, asking about your own happy ending. I leaned closer and kissed you, "that's my job. You take all that unspent desire home and I will take care of it."

You kidded me about being up to it. I gave you a quick swat on the ass, "you would beg for mercy if I ever went all out."

"Oooo," Sandy piped up, "Now that's a contest I would love to see!"

A couple clients echoed her sentiment and soon there was talk about a show. I looked over at you grinning, "Now look at what you've done."

 

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Claude

It was always interesting to visit the Club. It definitely had an American flavor to it. Its clientele was self selecting, so the patrons were comfortable with formalities and the rules. I preferred some of the salons at home, but business brought me to the UK, and the lack of Lotus oil. I sipped a delightful cote du rhone and flirted with the bartender, Rose. The brief massage with Sam, such a lovely slender young treat, had left me vitalized. There was a small monitor near the bar with the game. When I saw England victorious, I smiled and ordered a second glass of wine. Predictably, Pat emerged, a touch flushed with the victory, emboldened.

You had teased me earlier. All good. But when you asked after my oil, I smiled, eager to return the favor, "Oh, it is quite expensive, and not for everyone. I might suggest you try a small amount first."

I set the bottle on the table, and took your hand. I turned it palm up and rested your wrist against the table. I opened the bottle and set a finger against the small opening. I tilted the bottle sufficiently to allow one drop onto my finger, confiding, "the secret is to use it sparingly."

I placed my finger onto the sensitive spot on your wrist and began to massage it into your skin, spiraling slowly outward. I observed you exhale slowly, and smiled, "You feel it then, a subtle tingling sensation?"

You nodded, and I pressed my finger a little harder against your skin. Your eyes widened a little, and I continued, "And your skin a bit more sensitive?"

You looked up at me, clearly surprised. I lifted your wrist up, "Smell."

You brought your wrist to your nose and inhaled, your eyes closing. "Intoxicating, non?"

 

[HSG1489]

Pat Roberts

It was truly a sensation to be remembered, especially as you used it so very sparingly to enhance the power that it had. Then you raised my wrist to my nose and as I breathed in deeply I felt a rush of excitement I had to contain.

"It is intoxicating, oui" I responded as I felt your eyes on me. "You said it was very expensive. I'm just a nurse on nurse's pay which as you know isn't very much." I wasn't begging for a freebie, I wanted to ask for an alternative. Raising my wine to my lips I added "There must be something similar that's almost as good at a fraction of the price. Any suggestions?"

Feeling your eyes on me I added "I hear Cleopatra used to bathe in asp's milk. Do you think that prepared her for the oil. Or for her lover's? We all know she was a tigress in bed."

I looked at my watch "I've got to go soon" I looked at my phone "I need to call a cab."

 

[HSG1489]

Rose Tyler

Edward and I kept our eyes on the Frenchman and his attempts to try to please the new girl who I hoped didn't remember me. We watched as he teased her with the oil and tried to use it to get into her knickers.

After serving a few drinks to other members I noticed it was nearly closing time. Turning to you I said "Eddie, I've got another very start tomorrow, I'm meeting a friend." You looked at me with a curious look so I added with a smile "Not for sex. She only likes men. What I'm trying to say is I'll be mentioning the club to her and about Claude Le Noir." You nodded when I mentioned his name so I knew I had the right man. I'd have to check him out.

Using my skirt and top to tease you I suddenly started feeling horny and hoped you'd offer to take me back with you.

 

[lovingfingers]

Claude

"Like fine wine," I mused to Pat, "this oil is best shared."

You had been running hot and cold with me this evening, so when you didn't immediately decline, I pressed my case "I am staying at a lovely inn, and would enjoy spending the evening with you giving Cleopatra a run for her money."

You set your hand upon your chest, asking me what sort of girl I thought you were. I laughed, "I hope to find out. Give me a minute to settle my tab."

I walked to the bar, where a beautifully hard bodied woman totaled my bill. I quietly left a note for Julian, asking him to give Pat a bottle of oil upon her next visit. I returned to my table, and found Pat waiting for me. "No need for a taxi," I smiled, "I will happily take you...wherever you wish to go."

 

[lovingfingers]

Edward

Not that I am the sort to look a gift horse in the mouth, but... I really couldn't figure Rose out. Sharp, hot, intelligent... what wre you doing here, and what were you doing with me? Not that I was a loser or anything, but I knew when I was out of my league. You were the sort of woman who could have pretty much anyone you wanted. I just didn't get it.

Perhaps if we had some time together when we weren't fucking or working... I smiled dreamily as you teased me, "I have tomorrow off. Would you like to do something? Go punting perhaps?"

 

[Iwasagoodgirl]

Charlie

Grace woke right on time so I bathed her, fed her and put her back into her cot. The doorbell rang and it was Susan the health visitor come to examine both of us.

She was very pleased with Grace and then turned her attention to me. Was I sleeping? Was I feeding? Was I sore 'down there?' I nodded. She asked if Chris and I were having sex and I truthfully told her we were not. I asked her when I might be able to start making love again. She reminded me I was able 'to do other things' until I saw the doctor which would be soon.

After she'd left I ensured Grace was asleep, prepared our evening meal and then showered dressed in my flowing dress which emphasised my cleavage. You came home after dinner we watched the football on the settee.

We held each other, hugged each other and after the game I checked Grace. Then I whispered "Fancy a hand job?"

 

[HSG1489]

Pat Roberts

"No need for a taxi. I will happily take you ... wherever you wish to go."

"That's very nice of you, merci monsieur" I let my fingers run up and down seductively on the neck of the bottle of oil. Licking my lips I said "As a nurse I like to know what I'm giving my patients." I rose from my chair holding your gaze. "Problem is I cannot go back to the nurses home." I gave you my little girl lost look "Would you know of anywhere I can go? I'd be very grateful."

 

[HSG1489]

Rose Tyler

So ... you wanted a date, to go out for the day. Maybe I could use this opportunity to get you talking, get some information. The Captain had said I was to use my initiative so I could say 'yes' but I'd need to get the day booked with the club.

"I'd love to" I said "But I don't know if I can get a day off tomorrow. Do I ask Chris or who?" You told me you were senior bar tender and could arrange it. You looked at the tablet screen, looked at the schedules and told me I was 'off' tomorrow.

This was going to be fun. I nodded and said "I have to do something first thing tomorrow. So I'll be with you about 0900 hours?" You nodded and I blew a kiss.

 

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Chris

I had to grin. My wife was always in the mood after watching sport. I wondered if it was a tomboy thing, not that your cleavage displaying dress was at all tomboyish. Either way, I counted myself very fortunate indeed.

I held you closer, feeling the curves of your body beneath my hands. "Why yes, Mrs Devon, I rather would," I chuckled.

You grinned mischievously as you rose and left the room. You returned in a moment, a bottle of oil in your hand. Standing in front of me, you leaned over me, ensuring your breasts hung in front of my face, your cleavage magnificent. You unzipped my trousers, allowing my cock to escape, rising quickly. I felt drops of oil on the head, and then the soft pressure of your hand, slowly rising and falling. You leaned forward more, pressing your brrasts against my face. "Mmmmm," I purred. Oh you were good...

 

[lovingfingers]

Edward

"Excellent," I grinned back at Rose, "I will text you with the address as soon as I have made a reservation."

I want back to the tasks at hand, but mentally was making a list of things I would have to do to make this date happen: rent a boat, buy food and drink...

I was glad my shift ended in an hour. I had stuff to do.

 

[lovingfingers]

Claude

If you were going to use that oil on your patients, priapism would soon be rampant at the hospital...

But for the moment, I had you all to myself. I took your hand, the residual oil on my fingers sensitizing them. I brought your oiled wrist to my lips and kissed it lightly. I saw you exhale, surprised at the intensity of the sensation.

I lowered your hand and led you from the Club. My rental car was in the lot. Nothing fun, alas, but it would get us to my hotel. It was cool out, sufficiently so that I saw your nipples harden beneath your blouse. You smiled as you saw my glances, arching your back a little, but saying nothing.

As I drove to my hotel, I was you looking at the bottle intently. "Some have said that lotuses are psychotropic," I commented. You looked at me a bit surprised. I continued, "as a nurse, I would value your opinion. The oil does seem to sensitize the skin. The effect lasts for a couple hours. I expect that Sam's hands are still tingling. Julian may be in a for a surprise."

You asked me what, and I deferred, "I will show you."

When we arrived at my hotel, I stopped at the bar for a bottle of wine, then took you directly to my room. I poured some wine, commenting it was from my home village. I took the oil and commented, "No instructions listed, but if there were, they would be: Use sparingly. Avoid mucus membranes."

You laughed at me, "Yes doctor."

I took a mouthful of wine. purring at the familiar flavor. I took the bottle of oil, and removed the cap. I drew a finger across the opening, taking a thin film on my fingertip. You looked at me expectantly as I drew a line down the sides of your neck, and then behind each of your ears. I waited a moment, then blew lightly on your throat. You shivered at the sensation, your eyes wide. I anointed the base of your throat, and blew again. Your response was to open your blouse. I smiled as I raised one of your arms, and drew a line down your side. I flicked my fingertips over the area, and you shuddered again. I reached behind you and unclasped your bra. Your lovely breasts were already hard tipped, as I took more oil. I circled your breasts lightly, avoiding your nipples, commenting that some found the sensation too intense. Your response was to grab my hand and guide my finger to your right nipple. I smiled as traced your areola and the erect nipple. You moaned breathlessly as I brushed your left nipple in turn.

I blew your breasts a moment later, and you panted at the sensation. I reached the fingers of both hands to your chest and began to lightly massage your nipples. Your body started to shake and your came in gasps. I smiled as I remained, teasing you, wondering if this might be your first orgasm of the evening.

 

[HSG1489]

Pat Roberts

You were teaching me skills and thrills I never knew were possible, must be a French technique. I just hoped the UK's decision to leave the EU wouldn't bring this to an end.

The way you used your hands, your oil, your breath to bring me to the boil sending me cascading into orgasm after orgasm and that was before we got down to the serious stuff.

First one nipple then the next then my sex were all throbbing, bouncing and burning with lustful anticipation for the moment when you actually bedded me. "I'm still learning" I whispered as I was finally laid on the bed. Your oil mixed with my lust had me raising upwards as my hands finally released your hungry cock.

Suddenly you were inside me, possessing me, taking ng me to new heights. I was obviously learning because I knew when you were about to cum and I braced myself. But you waited and relaxed until I could hold back no longer. Then you came hard sending me into ecstatic convulsions as your seed shot hard and hot into my hungry channel.

 

[Iwasagoodgirl]

Charlie

It was almost impossible to think that it was just about two years since I came looking for a friend hoping to bring her back to the church. Since then I had undergone an amazing conversion from tomboy innocent to horny sex loving mother. And I hadn't gone home. Instead I had married this amazing man, given birth to our beautiful daughter and now I was fired up and offering you a hand job.

Ok I cannot actually have sex for another fortnight. I can't even allow you to touch me there. But the greatest thrill I get is to watch you as I give you pleasure. I allowed my cleavage to tease you, I lowered your trousers and pants and nursed your already wet cock to find refuge in my folds.

I held your gaze and began moving up and down, in out, side to side as I felt my heat making you harder and harder. You gasped, you sighed, you manoeuvred as sped up faster and faster. "I want you to enjoy yourself, surrender, let me show you how much I love you."

Suddenly I felt you harden, convulse, jerk and then you flooded my cleavage with your sperm. I shouted, you gave a deep guttural grunt as the after cum came in spurts bringing me the greatest thrill I'd had since Grace was born.

Slowly we came to a halt and I was aware you had shot into my hair. "If only you knew how difficult it is to get that out of my hair!" You grinned "You'll pay for this!" I smiled and winked.

 

[lovingfingers]

Chris

When my head finally cleared, I grinned as Charlie scolded me for ejaculating in your hair, like I had any control over my cum cannon once it started firing. "C'mon, dirty girl," I teased, "let's get you into the shower before that dries. What would Grace think if she saw you like that?"

I finished undressing us both and pulled you into the shower. As you ducked under the spray and began removing the offending semen from your locks, I ran my hands softly over your back and marvelled anew. How amazing are women. You had only given birth recently, and your body was already changing and adapting. Yeah, we guys can build muscle mass, but this strength and transformation was miraculous. I could see why the ancients deified the image of woman, and mother in particular.

You turned around and looked at me curiously. "Just in awe of you, love," I explained.

"As well you should be," you teased, "now how about you clean the mess you made off my chest?"