Coming of Age by Charders

Coming of Age by Charders

Explore a captivating coming of age adult sex story that delves into the complexities of love, lust, and self-discovery. Dive into a world of passion and desire in this provocative tale.<br/>
Nick celebrates his 21st Birthday.

Nick and Mimi are the central characters in the Diary of a Happy Cuckold stories. They have lived very privileged lives having been born into wealthy families. While on Holiday in Ibiza they discovered two things that crop up throughout this story; The C&B scene, a very exclusive and secretive Sex society that promotes open sexual experiences for consenting adults. It was also in Ibiza that they discovered Duroen, a highly powerful but illegal aphrodisiac.

Thursday 5th August, 2004

I was awoken by the sound of delivery guys bringing packages into the apartment. I could also hear Greta organising things.

As the fuzziness left my head I remembered that the security equipment was getting delivered today.

I untangled myself from Mimi who had managed to twist herself round me. I tried my best not to wake her. Dad and George were asleep at opposite ends of the bed

I pulled on a robe and went into the living room.

“Sorry Greta. I didn’t think they would be here yet,” I said.

“No worries. I was up early anyway,” She replied. “There’s tea in the pot.”

As I went into the kitchen I heard one of the delivery guys say that everything was in but he needed a signature. Greta signed the form and thanked them as they left.

I poured two cups of tea as Greta joined me at the kitchen table.

“Happy Birthday,” she said placing a small wrapped present in front of me.

“Thank you,” I replied.

“Open it then,” she said indicating the present.

I unwrapped the present to find a jewellery box. Inside was a pair of gold cufflinks by Aspreys of London. I knew that Aspreys was very high end and these would have cost Greta a lot of money. “These are beautiful; thank you very much,” I said leaning across to kiss her.

Just as I sat back Mimi, Dad and George came into the Kitchen; they were all wearing robes.

The three of them wished me happy birthday.

Greta got them drinks.

Mimi handed me another present. When I opened it I found a tie pin that matched the cuff links that Greta had given to me.

I thanked her and gave her a hug and a kiss.

Dad passed me another jewellery box saying “Your mother told me to give you this on your 21st Birthday.”

I opened it to find a man’s Cartier wristwatch

“It was your grandfather’s watch,” Dad went on. “Her dad left it to your mum. She wanted you to have it but not until you reached an age to appreciate it.”

My eyes filled up as dad gave me a big hug.

“Don’t forget to insure it,” the ever practical George said. “At least 25 grand.”

“Wow,” Greta said.

“You haven’t met George have you, Greta?” I said by way of introduction. They shook hands.

“Greta, you haven’t seen our clothes have you?” Dad asked.

“They’re in the dryer,” she replied. “When I collected them up this morning they needed a wash. They should be ready soon.” Turning to Mimi she said “I didn’t find any of your clothes.”

Mimi actually blushed. “They got lost in transition,” she said giggling

“That sounds interesting. I’ll make a fresh brew and you can tell me all about it.” Greta said, filling the kettle.

Greta had just finished making the tea when the maid service arrived. Greta had a quick word with them, telling them to leave the Kitchen and utility room for today.

The five of us sat round the kitchen table. It had become the hub of the apartment. Dad and George had managed to sit either side of Greta; sizing up their next prey I thought to myself.

“So tell me what went on last night.”Greta said.

Dad looked at me a little apprehensively.

“Don’t worry, Dad, Greta is a member of the society too. She also knows all about our lifestyle and often joins us in the odd adventure,” I reassured him.

That was just about the last of my input to the conversation as Mimi, Dad and George told Greta in graphic detail about the events of the previous evening.

When they had finished Greta said “that sounds exciting. I wouldn’t mind a go at slut night myself.”

“I’m sure we could arrange that for you,” George said.

I could tell that Greta had a hand in each of their laps.

“Your clothes should be dry by now; you’ll have to help me sort them out; I don’t know whose is whose” Greta said

“That was very kind of you,” George said as Greta led him and Dad into the utility room.

She unloaded the clothes from the dryer; the guys sorted them out.

“Would like me to iron them for you?” Greta asked.

“No they’ll be fine, but I do have a little stiffness you can take care of,” Dad replied opening his robe to show Greta his half erect cock.

“Are you suffering too?” Greta asked George. He nodded

“Well I can’t allow our guests to be uncomfortable,” she said pushing their robes off and kneeling in front of them so she could give them a blow.

“Time for a sharp exit,” I said to Mimi.

“Come fuck me in the shower,” she replied.

After we’d given our normal show to the guys in the hostel we headed back to the Kitchen.

Greta was sharing the shower in the family bathroom with Dad and George.

Mimi made some fresh tea. Mimi and I sat at the table. The others joined us after about ten minutes. Dad and George were dressed; Greta was in a robe.

“That’s a couple more people I’ll know at you birthday dinner,” Greta said to me.

“I’m sure you will get to know some more later on,” Dad added.

“So how many have you invited tonight?” I asked him.

“Thirty at the very most,” he replied. “What are your plans after the meal?”

“I hadn’t really thought about it; what do you think, Mimi?” I replied throwing the onus on her.

“Maybe we should all come back here and have a wild orgy,” she said laughing.

“That’s not such a bad idea,” Dad said. “The reason we are eating early is that a lot of the guests want to get away early with it being a week night.”

“I was only joking,” Mimi said.

“Having seen the guest list I reckon by 8 o’clock there will only be close friends and family left,” George said.

“What’s your point?” Dad asked.

“The chances are everyone who is left will be society members” George continued, “So why not book a private room in one of the clubs?”

“That’s a great Idea,” Dad said. “What do the rest of you think?”

“Does that mean we’ll still have the orgy but somewhere else?” Greta asked.

“That’s about the size of it,” I said. “It could be exciting if we can find anywhere.”

“Leave that to me,” Dad said fishing his phone out his pocket and moving to the lounge.

“All sorted,” Dad said coming back into the kitchen. “I’ve spoken to Abigail at Kensington and they have one of their larger entertaining suites available. I’ve booked it from nine o’clock.”

“Do you think you two old men will have recovered by then,” Mimi said mockingly.

George went to grab her but she slipped away and ran into the lounge. George chased after her catching her by one of the sofas. He sat on the sofa and pulled Mimi face down across his lap. Lifting her robe he gently spanked her bum.

“I think you owe me and your Uncy Benji an apology,” He said laughing.

Mimi was laughing and making half hearted attempts at escape.

“What are you going to do to make it up to us?” Dad asked.

“I’m going to fuck you and everybody else to a standstill later,” she replied giggling. George released her.

“Will I be able to help tonight as well?” Greta asked.

“I’m sure Mimi won’t mind sharing,” I replied. “Besides I’ll be there as the booby prize.”

We all laughed.

“We better get going,” Dad said. “I need to let people know about the after party.”

I showed them out.

I sat between Mimi and Greta on the couch.

“I never think of you as the booby prize,” Mimi said kissing me on the cheek.

“Nor do I,” Greta said, “You’re always my star prize.”

The girls cuddled into me. We kept our own counsel. The girls had soon dozed off; I lay my head back on the couch and soon joined them in the land of nod.

We had a light lunch with a glass of wine; the first of many alcoholic drinks today I thought to myself. The girls were in the bedroom getting ready, Greta having got her change of clothes from her apartment.

I had gone the whole hog wearing my favourite Brunello Cucinelli Suit and shirt with a pair of Gucci loafers. I thought about wearing the watch I had been given this morning but settled on my Parmigiani Chronometer. It wasn’t often I showed off my wealth but if you can’t flaunt it on your 21st Birthday when can you?

I rang Howard to make sure he was ok and ready to go telling we would pick him up just after four if that was ok. He said it was fine and told me he was looking forward to a rare day out.

The girls finally emerged from the bedroom. Their efforts were well rewarded; they both looked stunning.

Mimi was wearing a backless Diamante Mini Party Dress. The dress just about reached the top of her thighs but the waist high slit on the right side of the dress meant that the matching thong she was wearing was a very important part of the outfit as any exaggerated movement would put them on full display. She wore her hair piled on the top of her head so it did not spoil the view of her back that was bare dipping low to show the very top of her bum; the front showed plenty of cleavage and was cut in a way to give a slight view of the sides of her breasts.

She looked absolutely stunning. I knew every man that saw her tonight would want to fuck her and most of them probably would.

Greta, not to be outdone, wore a black blazer dress embellished with Pearls and crystal rhinestones.

It was incredibly short; any slight bending would definitely reveal her panties assuming she was wearing any. Her cleavage plunged to her belly button. She wouldn’t lack admirers either.

“You both look stunning. Can’t we stay in and make a porn movie?” I asked.

“Don’t be selfish,” Mimi responded, “you just don’t want to share us with your friends and family.”

“I don’t think I have any choice,” I said, “My Dad thinks were all one happy fuck family now.”

“I’m looking forward to becoming a more active member of that fuck family and I haven’t even met them all.” Greta said.

“Nor have we,” Mimi and I said in unison. We all started giggling.

My mobile bleeped with an incoming message. I read it.”Our transport will be here in a few minutes.”