Halloween, Duh

Well this topic, yet again, no brainer! Truth be told, I love any reason to celebrate. This pretty much includes any and all holidays. But without hesitation, Charlie Water's most favorite holiday, Halloween. I get so damn excited about this day! I tend to start toying with costume ideas late December, at least by mid January. To say the least I will consume and convert my calendar year to pre-Halloween, Hall-o-fucking-ween, and post-Halloween. My own sweet little reasons for this are vast. Where to begin?? Well, I love dress up. I always have. As a little to current day, I love me some dressing up. So it is easy to assume that a day being dedicated to solely dressing up, is right up my alley. Last year was more of a studious, high brow costume, which failed with the mass public, brutally. I was, wait for it, a Freudian Slip. I got a little white slip and plastered the whole thing with Freud's theories. Like Iceberg Analogy, Penis Envy, Oedipal Complex, and the like. Not one ass got my costume. I was staring on in shock. I was utterly crushed that my witty costume fall upon such an non receiving crowd. I worked ages on that costume. Lesson learned. Everyone appreciates the slutty nurse costume. Duly noted. Sigh.

Sports/Work Related Injury

Woe is me, bunnies. Tonight was epic in all senses. Started it off right by getting some of the sweetest, kindest, most thoughtful reviews from you guys! You guys are the best. Hands down. So thriving start. Next, had a crazy hot private with own of my besties, going way back! While out this whole fun and exciting night, I was drinking. And then I drank some more. Next thing I know, boom! Call a medic! 911! I slammed my sweet tiny lil foot into my dresser. Ouch! So, nurse Charlie came to the rescue. Cold compress, dry your tears, back to your room! I end up having a wicked hot private and I am still laughing from some of the game changing jokes you boys presented tonight. Comedy was on point like I have never witnessed. Kudos to my sweet bunnies. For the icing, I picked up a computer chair that was being thrown out three days ago. I was thinking, I dunno, my house is all tile, chair is in good condition. I made myself a damn wheelchair! I have been scooting around the last two hours...washing my face, cooking.. all because I made myself wheelchair accessible. I no longer fear living alone. I. Am. Self. Sufficient.

My New Dildo!!

Can I just add yet another thank you to all...I recently had my eyes opened to the 'dildo'. Apparently, I inadvertently had been calling my rabbit a dildo, when in fact, apparently our sub culture world refers to the rabbit as a vibrator. Well hell's bells, I love vibrators. I love my rabbit. But sometimes the rabbit can be a bit too swift for me. And by 'too swift' I mean it makes me cum in four minutes. Nothing to explode after four minutes. It is an unspoken rule. So during one of my shopping extravaganza's last week, I purchased a 100% real, often replicated, never duplicated dildo. I fell in love with the balls on it. It is 6 inches. Considering that I am 4'11, for all intensive purposes, 6 inches fills me up pretty good, if I may say so myself. So, the great thing about my awesome new dildo. is that it has a suction cup created by Zeus, if I had to guess. This dildo will stick to all!! Sticks on car dashboard, my floors, my walls..Alright, maybe those are the only things I have stuck it to, yet. But everytime I have stuck on any surface, it was in it to win it. My favorite space that I have ridden it so far, is on the floor. I stuck it on the tile on my floor in my bedroom, and I rode that perfect dildo until I squirted. Life is grand.

Last Meal, dun dun dun

Nummy. This just goes to show you how suggestive my mind is. I am laying in bed, after chatting tonight, and all Charlie wants to do is feast like it is her last damn meal. But, this mildly overrated exercise thing I have started, makes me want to wait until tomorrow morning and eat breakfast like a refugee. Mmmhh, two baked ham and swiss croissants, please.. Alright Charlie, waiter is here, no more time to spare or waste, what will you be having this evening? I believe I would refer to it as a sample appetizer. I want egg rolls, wonton soup, lo mein (all kinds except shrimp), fried rice, catsu curry, chicken pad thai, chicken curry, pizza rolls, chicken enchiladas, lasagna, spaghetti with sausage and pepperoni and tabasco. Followed by chips with picante, hot wings, bbq shredded pork, chili cheese fries, a chicken leg, chicken parmesan, Stove Top, mashed potatoes, KFC gravy, crunchy tacos, matzah ball soup, meat lovers pizza, with breadsticks and marinara. I would love all of that to be finished off with chili, vegetable soup, alphabet soup, chicken noodle soup, and finally, beef tips over noodles. I would also like all the tasty treats displayed on a lazy susan, as it will make it so much more fun for me!!And a napkin, Sinclair...

Do Ya Have It?

I have been working on this topic, meh, twenty years in the making.. What, oh what, do I like for in another in a significant other. Well, I will refer to this 'significant other' as 'he/him'. This is no way should imply I am solely set on a male counterpart, not so. I am open to a lady. All such traits should possess large genitalia, but a dildo could suffice... I think, maybe not. Anyway, there are other things. Smart. Funny. Dominant. As you all know, Charlie must laugh. It is a daily necessity. I need gross amounts of laughter. Such laughter is also followed by snorts..but that is the only way that you know it's real. Dominant, I love being submissive. I love when a master tells me what to do. I love being a sex slave. All of these things contribute to building my perfect sig other, or him. I love it when someone just holds me like a baby too.. Is that weird? I don't think so. A big teddy bear with a brain and some good jokes, yup, that'll do it. All this longing and swooning is gonna make me have to deal with this wet pussy now. Here we go again ;)

Fantasy Locale for Copulating

aahhh, this topic made me tap the breaks.. So..where is the place that you most desire to have sex, but haven't, further expounding, why has one not? I barely had to read through the entire topic before I already had my answer.. The Trail!! For all my bunnies, they are well aware of my new fav spot! Fear not, for those who aren't, I shall share.. So at my new, big girl apartment there is this wicked beautiful, lush, rich patch of woods! It literally has the most secretive entrance and exit, and once you are in the midst, it feels so stinking far from civilization, even though it isn't. Anyway, I started running through these trails because it is such a remote and beautiful spot. And I promise that every time I am back there alone, I think about how hot it would be to have a gang bang done to me back there. I haven't ever been in one, but the thought of that much cock stuffing all my holes, in the middle of nowhere, against the trees... Ah, yes please. I know that I will be making that run tomorrow morning. Thinking how badly I wanna get totally dominated and used like a doll by a gang of guys! Num, num, num

My Fav Part of Chuck!

Well hello again my sweet bunnies. I forget that this blog thing is actually a lot of fun, and healthy. We all know how much Charlie can talk and ramble, so really this is just another sweet outlet for me! I was toying with what my favorite aspect of me is... Could I possibly sound more vain??.. Back to topic.. I love my sense of naivety. I admire this characteristic of myself because as I have discovered so far, it is normally something really ridiculous or bizarre or just precious innocence, and let's be honest. It is not as if I have a whole abundance of innocence left, and for that Flirt4Free, I thank you. For example, I was unaware of the 'hand panty'. I had never heard of such a pose, act, position, whatever it may entail. Luckily, one of you was sweet enough to explain the 'hand panty'. I found out that the 'hand panty' is hands down the most unattractive 'pose'(for lack of a better term) that someone who is 4'11. I just look like I need to urinate, Nothing sexy at all. However, me inevitably doing the 'hand panty' made me laugh so hard at myself, I almost could not make it to the Ladies room in time. Power of Suggestion? Maybe. I hesitate to say that I use this characteristic to my advantage. It seems like I am normally unaware of my ignorance of differing things. All things considered, I am grateful for Charlie's novice approach to all things dirty and sexy! Yea haw!

Wanted: SEX TOY

k, so just on the heels of my hot, sexy, passionate private, I started thinking about, brace yourself, sex. Again. Ok. For like the 49th time today. Anyway...So I hope everyone had a chance to stop by my Twitter, @charwat83, and see the newest additions to the Water's residence. The lifelike cock and balls that I am continually staring at because I think they were molded from the balls of a angel.. And, my First Anal Kit. Felt like a total bad ass when I bought it too. But the bottomless pit of my sex thoughts is always after, the next best thing, I want a male doll. Like a full size one. I'm 4'11, but I want a big size doll. I will probably need assistance with getting him out of the box per say. And I may also want help if I ever need to move him. I imagine life size man doll's are dead weight, hard to 'stage'. Alright Charlie, you have nearly talked yourself out of the sexy and straight into a diy nightmare with a creepishly large male sex doll. I think I may just need to get fucked. I am quickly approaching a four month time from a last, proper fucking. The real thing has it's benefits. They can move, and stage, and sequentially leave. It is a win-win, yet again. I'm a poet n didn't know it. I am so ridiculous.

My New Fav Fetish!!

Whew bunnies... I was, yet again, blown away by you! As soon as I start to think that I have experienced the greatest orgasm, you cum along and WOW. So this party took place with yours truly, and, well, we can call him, "Daddy". One of the things that daddy did that really got me wet... He made me beg for it. We talked and laughed and giggled and snorted and snickered for hours. I asked Daddy, repeatedly, Can I please touch my pussy now Daddy?..No. Daddy will tell his Charlie when he wants her to do anything.. After an hour of talking about my fav porno scene's, all the crazy, sexy, hot, dirty, nasty acts that I've done and had done to me.. I realized I was subconsciously rocking my hips back and forth in a grinding cycle. I was trying to rub my pussy back and forth on my panties for some type of friction, some type of touch to my throbbing pussy lips. At last, Daddy told his Charlie that she could finally rub her tiny hands all over her pussy and tickle her tiny plump clit. I was laying on my back so my Daddy could watch to make sure his little slut was doing everything right. I had never felt so full of pleasure in my life!!! I was going to explode and squirt all over my damn computer screen, inadvertently costing me 100s on a new laptop, but I did not cease! I was fully prepared to sink and immerse my laptop in a flood of my squirting pussy juice, recording for daddy to watch, until he realized I sank my laptop from him pleasuring Charlie's tight cunt. Luckily, jump to today on the same laptop. My squirting aim is magical. On cam for my Daddy to see, and just to the left of the keyboard. It was a win-win for the Charlie Waters house hold that night. I ask though of my fellow bunnies, top this. Make me sink this laptop for once and all and get my ass a Mac! High 5 Daddy

Oh, I didn't see the topics!

LMAO. Damn, I am predictable. So I just started to type before I scrolled down and read the rest of the page....u know what this reminds me off....3rd grade when they gave that stupid test about directions..1. Write ur name 2. Read all of the directions first.Like #s 3-19 are all this ridiculous stuff, like write an essay, draw a pic, etc and #20 is disregard all the directions. I still can envision me shooting up and then shrinking back down ever so slowly, as I noticed everyone else was still sitting, or writing their essay, fml. Anyway, so I finally read all the directions, and I wanna talk about some suggested topics.They are way cooler than my reoccurring memeories of rushing through tasks... So, #1 Traits That Wett Charlie's Whistle in a Signifigant Other.......(cough, cough)... so, hands down #1, make laugh. For those of you who have met me for more than 3 minutes you should be seeking a snort... The Sig Other has to make me laugh, a lot and hard... common theme of mine...#2 INTELLIGENCE, used to be #1, then I got old and smart, make me think!!! literally, I may or may not, get wet think about a brilliant mind. #3, this is truly an obscure trait, because the execution must be perfect, or else it will fail and I will frolicking into the arms of another... k, so ready?? My sig has to be able to scare me. Like truly scare the shit out of me. And by no means do I want to be scared often, just like once a year. My blog administration just notified me, I do not have to discuss the underlying issues behind that.. Just scare me, really good. It is sick and ridiculous, but those are always the best combination of those things anyway. #4 Make me squirt. I know I can do it. The machine is properly operating, it just requires a sensitive driver... I have prob never said a more man thing than that. High 5 Charlie. Yes, in fact, you can be more crude and blunt. I don't wanna forget that people sacrificed their lives that I could speak with the words that tumble out of my mouth... we know Charlie, we know. U never zip it... Nope, can't say I do..

Here We Go!!!

WOOT, WOOT !!!! Hell's yeah. I just got soooo excited! Some unsuspecting friend said, 'Hey, Charlie, you should start a blog,'. Well, don't mind I do.. So, I want to start this blog off by extending thanks to er' single person on and associated with, F4F. My, my, my... That lil acronym took my world, shook it, spun it, rocketed it, etc ( I'm sure u get the visual by this point)... So, yup. I started over six weeks ago, and to everything that is sacred, holy shit. My entire life and every single thing I knew, has changed. Most importantly, my attitude. Of gratefulness. I have been exposed to so very many situations that have shown me, my life, my existence, kicks ass. So, where was I?????? Ah yes, started camming about 6 weeks ago. "What did u used to do, Charlie?" "oh, y thx for asking,..." Door to (explicit) door sprinkler system sales. Yes. It hit me one day, on the job, bc u never are like, 'hey bro, this has got shit disaster written all over it,' NO. It hit me one day, omg, I am 30 yrs old and I am selling sprinkler systems. Fortunately, that awful position was just a step for me to my here and now. I am so excited about where things are going. So, I have decided to write this blog, for Charlie. Charlie needs to be reminded that she has com, and cum, along way to be where she is now. So, high 5, big gurl and again, a huge thanks to all my peeps who come, and cum, each day to visit! YOU BUNNIES are who make the difference in my life, and I thank you. KK, next blog will not be nearly as deep and profound, I promise. K.I.C.C. (keep it cosmetic Charlie). Titties, which I have 2 of, and a booty, that I wasn't aware kicked ass, until I showed to everyone and the census is,...hip, hip, hooray!! Titties and ass next time bunnies, promise. Thinking about work now, just makes me smile. I am lucky./ Thank u to all my precious, perfect bunnies of luv!! xoxo, Charlie

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