Charlie Forde

Marianne opened the door looking flustered. “Michael, come in. Forgive the mess. I’ve never hired a tax accountant before.” They sat at the kitchen table going over W-2s and home-office deductions. She was nervous, talking too much about her husband’s construction business and how she handled all the boring admin. Michael was patient, complimentary. She kept brushing off the praise. Then her phone buzzed. Her husband was coming home early. “He gets wildly paranoid about other men. Would you go out the back? I’ll distract him.” Michael almost left. But something in her voice stopped him. She admitted they hadn’t been intimate in a long time. That her husband accused her of cheating instead of talking. That she felt numb. “Have you ever wanted to tell someone something you’ve bottled up?” he asked quietly. She closed her eyes, took a breath, and the walls came down. One touch on her arm turned into a kiss. Clothes started coming off. She dropped to her knees right there in the living room, took his cock into her mouth, and sucked like she’d been starving for it. “Please… give it to me. He never does this…” He pulled her up, bent her over the couch, and slid into her soaked pussy in one thrust. She moaned loud, gripping the cushions. “Fuck me… use me… I’ve missed this so much…” He fucked her hard from behind, then flipped her onto her back on the coffee table, legs over his shoulders, pounding deep while she came again and again. She begged him to fill her up. He did, flooding her with thick cum while she clenched around him. They barely had time to catch their breath when the front door opened. “What the fuck is this?” Marianne scrambled for her clothes, voice shaking. “Honey, it’s not what it looks like… I swear…”

Charlie had come to stay with his step-aunt and uncle for the summer, the official reason being hard physical work that would “make him a man.” The first morning his aunt helped him change into proper work clothes, her hands lingering longer than necessary as she pulled his pants up and adjusted the belt. She told him strong men saved their energy for labor, not dressing themselves. After a long day of cutting wood and hauling heavy loads under the hot sun, Charlie was sweaty and exhausted. His aunt brought him water, wiped the dirt from his face and chest, then led him inside for a bath. She washed his body herself, lingering on his abs and the growing bulge between his legs. “You worked so hard today,” she murmured. “You deserve a reward.” She dropped to her knees right there in the bathroom and took his cock into her mouth. She sucked him slowly at first, tasting the salt of his precum, then deeper, letting spit run down the shaft while she stroked what she couldn’t fit. When he was rock-hard she pulled him to the bedroom where another woman—his uncle’s other partner—was already waiting. They shared him. One rode his face while the other sank onto his cock. They switched constantly: Charlie fucking one from behind while the other sat on his face, both women moaning about how well he was learning. His aunt guided him into her ass for the first time, telling him to go slow, then harder, while the other woman licked around the stretch. Cum ended up on both of their faces and dripping from both holes. When it was over the women cleaned him with their tongues, praising how hard he had worked and how good he had taken his reward. “This is what being a man is really about,” his aunt whispered. “We’ll do this every day you work hard.” Charlie, still breathless, already knew he would be the hardest worker on the farm.

Ms. Kelly (Charlie Forde) is taking a shower while her young handyman Caleb (Tyler Cruise) works nearby. Caleb wanders into Ms. Kelly's bedroom, where he spots her bra and panties on the bed. Caleb can't help but sniff the sexy underwear, but he gets caught when Ms. Kelly suddenly enters the room wearing only a towel. However, instead of getting angry, Ms. Kelly says she's flattered and tells him to drop his pants. She then gives him a hot, sloppy blowjob!