Charlie finds her lover

Chapter 3 – Fun between the sheets

Daisy managed a soft, groggy laugh, running a gentle hand through Charlie's tangled locks. "Come on, Princess. Up and at 'em. You've got a mother to seat in the front row and a matinee to conquer."

they all met for breakfast, Charlie still talking non stop to her mum, she was so happy. after the evening show she said goodbye to her mum and tears happened her mum was so proud of her and she loved Daisy, they are going to try and meet up soon.

An hour later, they all met in the hotel's breakfast room, where the morning sunlight poured through the windows. Charlie was a whirlwind of radiant energy, her non-stop chatter filling the table as she eagerly caught up with her mother over coffee and pastries, still glowing with the joy of the entire experience.

The rest of the day was a frantic, beautiful blur. Charlie survived the gruelling studio session, nailed the matinee, and powered through the rest of her performance schedule with the kind of electric, unstoppable drive only she possessed, knowing her mother was watching every single moment from the front row.

Following the final curtain call that evening, the inevitable goodbye in the backstage corridor brought a fresh round of tears. Her mother pulled her into a long, unbreakable embrace, whispering how fiercely proud she was of the incredible woman and dancer Charlie had become. Before finally heading out, she pulled Daisy into a tight hug as well, expressing her deep gratitude and affection.

As they watched her mother's taxi pull away into the night, promising they would meet up again very soon, Charlie leaned heavily against Daisy's side, watching the taillights fade with a heart full of peace and a smile that reached all the way to her eyes.

By the time they finally made it through the after-party and got back home, it was 4:00 AM. Utterly knackered, they barely managed to kick off their shoes and crawl into bed before instantly falling into a deep, dreamless sleep.

They were jolted awake just a few hours later by the steady, melodic ringing of the Sunday morning church bells echoing through the crisp air, signaling the start of a well-deserved day of rest.

Charlie covered her head with the pillow

Charlie groaned, immediately dragging the duvet over her head and burying her face deep into the pillows to block out the rhythmic chiming.

"If those bells don't stop ringing in the next ten seconds, I'm marching down there to have a very stern word with the vicar," Charlie muffled from beneath the blankets, her voice thick with exhaustion.

Daisy chuckled softly beside her, gently tugging the corner of the pillow away from Charlie's face to let some air in. She traced a sleepy circle on Charlie's bare shoulder.

"Let the poor vicar be, Princess. It's Sunday," Daisy murmured, her eyes still half-closed against the morning light. "Besides, you survived the entire run, the reviews were phenomenal, and you have literally zero places to be today."

I’m tired I need to sleep

Charlie let out a long, dramatic sigh, pulling the blanket tighter around her shoulders as she curled into a tight ball.

"Wake me when next week starts," she mumbled, her eyes drifting shut again almost instantly.

Daisy smiled fondly, wrapping her arms securely around Charlie's waist and pulling her flush against her chest. She pressed a soft kiss to the top of Charlie's messy hair.

"Go back to sleep, love. I've got you," Daisy whispered into the quiet room.

It didn't take long for Charlie's breathing to deepen and even out, lulled back into a peaceful sleep in the safety of Daisy's arms, finally resting after a whirlwind week.

"I love you," Daisy whispered softly, pressing a gentle kiss right to Charlie's cheek. She paused for a fraction of a second before repeating it, "I love you," followed by another soft, deliberate kiss against her jawline.

Charlie groaned from beneath the duvet, cracking one sleepy eye open with an expression of profound betrayal.

"That's not fair, Daisy. You're using my own words against me," Charlie mumbled, trying desperately to keep a straight face while a reluctant smile broke through her exhaustion.

Daisy chuckled, pressing yet another kiss to Charlie's temple. "I don't know what you're talking about. I'm just expressing my profound affection for my very sleepy girlfriend."

Before she could even register what was happening, Daisy disappeared under the duvet opened up Charlies pussy folds and pressed her mouth directly against her girlfriends hidden clit and blew a long, wet raspberry right against the sensitive bud.

Charlie shrieked, her entire body jolting violently beneath the duvet as she instinctively kicked her legs out and grabbed a handful of Daisy's hair.

"You are an absolute villain!" Charlie half-laughed, her sleepiness vanishing instantly in a flash of ticklish shock as she tried to squirm away. "I thought we were sleeping!"

"Sorry, I got bored," Daisy’s muffled, innocent voice floated up from beneath the duvet.

Before Charlie could even attempt a counterattack, Daisy vanished under the covers again. A second later, another loud, vibrating raspberry hit the exact same hyper-sensitive spot.

Charlie gasped, her back arching hard against the mattress as a helpless giggle bubbled up through her shock. "You're incorrigible! Get back up here right now!"

"Come on, let's do something," Daisy declared, before grabbing the edge of the blanket and yanking it completely off Charlie in one swift motion, exposing her to the cool morning air.

Charlie shrieked, instantly curling into a tight ball and crossing her arms over her chest with a dramatic gasp.

"Hey! That is a human rights violation!" Charlie protested, though a broad, helpless grin was already breaking across her face as she glared up at her girlfriend. "Some of us were trying to hibernate for the next forty-eight hours!"

"Fine, fine. Mercy," Daisy relented with a grin, quickly pulling the duvet back up to tuck Charlie securely and warmly back into bed. "Coffee, Princess. I'll go make it. Stay right there." With a final affectionate stroke of Charlie's messy hair Daisy went to the kitchen to make a couple or lattes.

As she set it down, a tiny, raspy voice muttered from inside the cozy burrito of blankets, "I want to fuck you, Daisy."

Daisy blinked, a surprised laugh escaping her lips. "Sorry?" she teased, turning back around. "I didn't quite catch that, Princess—"

She didn't get to finish the sentence.

"Come here, my little guardian angel," Charlie declared with a sudden, electric surge of energy.

Before Daisy could react, strong hands grabbed her by the shoulders, effortlessly hauling her down and flipping her over onto her back across the mattress. Charlie scrambled up, straddling Daisy's abdomen and pinning her down with practiced ease. With a swift tug, Charlie hooked her fingers into the hem of Daisy's top and pulled it straight over her head, leaving her bare skin exposed to the morning air.

Pinning Daisy's wrists firmly to the mattress above her head with one hand, Charlie leaned down with a hungry, wicked grin. Without wasting a second, she went straight to work, flicking her tongue out to swirl around the sensitive tip of Daisy's left nipple before drawing it into a warm, gentle suction.

Daisy gasped loudly, her back bowing off the bed as a sudden rush of heat flooded her veins, entirely forgetting all about the coffee cooling on the table.

10 minutes Charlie spent working her girl friends nipples, not even a beg of mercy, Daisy laid there and just took it, as Charlie tickled them with the tip of her tongue, nibbled them and sucked. making them so large and firm

For ten agonizing, exquisite minutes, Charlie subjected Daisy to a masterclass in relentless, torturous attention. There was no mercy to be found, nor did Daisy even bother to beg for any; she simply lay back against the mattress, letting her eyes drift half-shut as she surrendered completely to the sensations.

Charlie’s hands kept Daisy’s wrists securely pinned above her head, leaving her completely at her girlfriend's mercy. With absolute dedication, Charlie alternated between feather-light tickles of her tongue that sent shivers straight down Daisy's spine, gentle, maddening nibbles with her teeth, and deep, steady suction that drew a soft, breathless moan from Daisy's throat time and time again.

By the time Charlie finally paused to admire her handywork, Daisy's nipples were flushed dark, visibly swollen, and rendered so large and firm that they stood out in stark contrast against her heated skin.

Charlie looked down at her, a proud, wicked smirk playing on her lips. "Well," Charlie purred, her voice dripping with satisfaction. "I'd say those are thoroughly woken up."

they are so sensitive said Daisy, Charlie bit the left one hard

Daisy's chest heaved with every ragged breath, her voice trembling slightly as she looked up with wide, glassy eyes. "They are... so sensitive, Charlie, please..."

Before the sentence could even fully leave her lips, Charlie didn't hesitate. With a wicked gleam in her eye, she leaned down and clamped her teeth right over the peak of Daisy's left nipple, biting down with a sharp, sudden pressure that crossed the line from teasing into delicious pain.

Daisy shrieked, her entire body jolting violently against the mattress. The sharp sting instantly ignited a white-hot flash of electricity straight through her core, stealing every bit of air from her lungs as she writhed helplessly beneath Charlie's grip.

she then went down to her belly button and blew some amazing raspberries. in between, saying i love you and I’m going to fuck you Charlie released her grip on Daisy's wrists, letting her hands trail slowly down over the heated expanse of Daisy's ribs, tracing every curve until she reached her hips.

Leaving the ultra-sensitive, aching peaks behind, Charlie shifted downward, pressing her face against Daisy's flat stomach. She inhaled deeply before blowing a long, wet, vibrating raspberry right into the dip of Daisy's belly button followed by the tip of her very agile tongue, Daisy tried to move, but she was so exhausted.

Daisy shuddered violently, her hands gripping wildly at the sheets as another laugh-laced gasp escaped her lips.

Charlie paused for a heartbeat, lifting her head just enough to flash a wicked, breathless grin. "I love you," she murmured, pressing a soft kiss to the skin just beside Daisy's hip.

She shifted lower, her voice dropping to a low, deliberate purr against Daisy's bare skin. "And I'm going to fuck you."

Charlie slid lower still, settling comfortably between Daisy's thighs. As she shifted, she opened her robe, letting it part completely; like Daisy, she was completely shaved, their shared preference leaving them bare, smooth, and intimately exposed to one another.

Without wasting another moment, Charlie parted Daisy's slick, sensitive folds and dove straight back in, capturing her clitoris between her lips. She launched into the same relentless, expert rhythm as before—sucking, swirling, and flicking her tongue with absolute precision.

Daisy closed her eyes, a deep, resonant hum vibrating right in the back of her throat as a wave of pure bliss washed over her. She absolutely loved it, her hips instinctively bucking upward to chase the friction.

Not content to let a single inch of Daisy's body go unattended, Charlie reached both hands back up to cup Daisy's aching, swollen breasts. With her fingers, she began rolling and lightly tickling those hyper-sensitive peaks while her mouth continued its devastating work below, pushing Daisy straight toward the edge of sensory overload.

"Oh god, yes, Princess, yes, yes—oh, fuck—no—" Daisy gasped, her voice pitching high as the wave crested violently.

Right on the precipice of her release, Charlie abruptly stopped. She pulled her mouth away with a wet pop and lifted her head, flashing a wicked, triumphant smile.

"Wait," Charlie commanded softly.

Daisy froze, her breath catching in her throat, left hovering on an agonizingly sharp edge of pure, unfilled need as she stared down at Charlie with dazed, pleading eyes.

still tickling her nipples just holding onto what she had slightly, then she went back down

Charlie kept her hands right where they were, continuing to lightly roll and tickle Daisy's swollen, aching nipples between her fingertips, holding her suspended on that razor-thin edge just out of reach of the finish line.

Daisy whimpered, her chest heaving as she tried to arch into the touch, entirely at the mercy of the delicious torture.

Seeing her completely undone, Charlie didn't make her wait a second longer. She lowered her head and went straight back down, diving right back into her rhythm with a fresh wave of warm suctions and rapid, darting flicks against the hyper-sensitive bud.

then she went over the edge ahhhhhhhh yes, she held Charlie’s head onto her clit, yes keep going

Daisy shattered instantly, a loud, breathless cry of "Ahhhhhh—yes!" tearing from her throat as a massive, blinding wave of release ripped through her core.

She lost all restraint, her hands flying down to cup the back of Charlie’s head, pressing her face down hard and locking her securely against her clit as her body convulsed violently.

"Yes—keep going, don't stop—fuck—" Daisy gasped, riding every single intense, electric aftershock as Charlie obediently stayed right there, absorbing every tremor and keeping her mouth locked in place until Daisy finally drifted back down, entirely spent and trembling from head to toe.

Charlie moved up and laid next to Daisy, thank you Princess

Charlie crawled up the length of Daisy's body, her face flushed and glowing with satisfaction, before collapsing gently onto the mattress right beside her.

She rolled onto her side, propping her head up with one hand as she looked down at Daisy's wrecked, blissed-out expression.

"Thank you, Princess," Charlie whispered, a soft, affectionate smile touching her lips as she leaned in to press a tender kiss to Daisy's damp forehead.

Daisy turned over and closed her eyes. then Charlie did the unforgivable thing she got a small plug and slowly rimmed Daisys anal bud with lube

Daisy let out a long, contented sigh, turning over onto her side and closing her eyes as she drifted toward the sweet, heavy haze of post-orgasmic sleep.

She barely had a moment to settle before a sudden, cold slickness brushed against her skin.

Daisy’s eyes snapped open with a sharp intake of breath. Before she could even process the movement, Charlie had slid behind her, a small, smooth butt plug coated in a generous slick of cooling lube. With agonizing slowness, Charlie began to circle and rim Daisy's sensitive anal bud, easing the slick tip right against the entrance without a shred of warning.

"Charlie—what—" Daisy gasped, her body locking up in a mix of shock and sudden, electric heat as she tried to twist around, caught entirely off guard by the ambush.

"On your tummy, Daz," Charlie murmured, her voice a low, teasing purr right against Daisy's ear.

With firm, gentle pressure, Charlie guided a thoroughly dazed Daisy flat onto her stomach, parting her legs slightly and positioning her hips just right. Daisy let out a soft, helpless whimper into the pillows, her resistance melting away into sheer anticipation as the cool lube coated her skin.

With agonizing slowness, she pressed the tip of the plug forward, letting Daisy feel every millimetre of the stretch before pulling back just an inch. Then, with another deliberate, measured push, she eased it in a little deeper, repeating the slow in-and-out motion until the base finally rested flush against her skin.

Daisy let out a shaky, breathless gasp into the mattress, her fingers clutching frantically at the pillows beneath her as a deep, heavy warmth bloomed through her lower belly. The unexpected fullness sent a delicious, electrifying shiver straight down her spine, leaving her completely breathless and entirely at Charlie's mercy.

Charlie leaned over her back, pressing a long, warm kiss to the sensitive skin between Daisy's shoulder blades as she rested her hand gently on her hip.

"Good girl," Charlie whispered, her voice a soft, loving hum against the quiet of the morning. "How does that feel?" Then Charlie turned her over and laid next to her, how does that feel Daisy

Daisy blinked, blinking through the daze of the lingering aftershocks and the sudden shift in position as Charlie rolled her gently onto her back. The small, weighted presence inside her thrummed with every beat of her pulse, sending a deep, delicious ache radiating through her core.

She let out a soft, trembling breath, looking up at Charlie with heavy, adoring eyes.

"It feels... incredible," Daisy whispered, her voice rough and breathless. She reached up, her fingers tangling in Charlie's messy hair to pull her down closer. "You're a wicked, brilliant menace."

Charlie chuckled softly, resting her weight on one elbow as she pressed a lingering kiss to Daisy's lips, savouring the warmth of the quiet morning together.