Charlotte is dealing with an unexpected internal conflict. She just wants to have some dick pics of Ken but doesn't know if asking him for it is the right thing to do. Yes, he is her boyfriend but he is a very shy guy and might not feel so good about taking pictures of his dick. In fact he probably wouldn't. She knows deep down that he wouldn't want to do it but also that he would end up giving in to her request if she pressure him. Which is why she is conflicted right now, not sure if she should try to pressure him to do something he probably wouldn't do otherwise or not.
Finally she decides she will be selfish and ask him to give her dick pics. She'll pressure him into it if she has to. He'll give in, that much she knows. It might make her a bit of a jerk but she is okay with being a jerk to get what she wants. Just a little bit of a jerk, since he is, in fact, her boyfriend. Charlotte is entitled to his cock. This is just a little bit wrong as she is taking something she has a claim to. Maybe it isn't even wrong at all. Hell maybe he won't even need the coercion she is planning. She'll keep it in mind anyways, just in case she needs to use it.
She finds him in his room, reading up on an assignment from his school. Ken looks up and gives her a shy grin as she sits down next to him. He leans over, puckering his lips. Charlotte smiles at him as she kisses him gently. "Morning baby," Ken says to her. Then he notices the apprehensive look in her eyes and asks "Is something bothering you right now?" He has grown to be quite good at observing her and figuring out how she feels after a week as her boyfriend. She and him have grown up together and that does help a lot too, since the teen nerd already knew her well before they got together.
"Actually, yes," Charlotte tells him in a trembling voice. "You see, I really want to ask you for something but I'm afraid that you'll say no." He frowns slightly at this part. She fidgets. Ken has never seen her fidget before and it takes him completely by surprise to see her acting this way. "It's a sexual thing. You don't have to say yes if you really don't want to do it, but I want you to at least give it a little thought. It would mean so much to me if you, baby." Charlotte looks at him with her puppy dog eyes, making Ken's heart melt. He would probably say yes.
"Is it to give you a rimjob? You did say you want me to eat your asshole," Ken says. She raises her eyebrows at this as he tells her "I will do it for you, baby. I love you and besides, you did suck my cock several times since we started to date. So it's only right that I eat you out too." Charlotte is touched to hear that he is willing to debase himself for her by eating her ass. She decides to take it later though and shakes her head to tell him that that's not what she meant. He frowns in confusion. "What is it then, baby?" Ken asks her, leaning in really close to his taller girlfriend. "You can tell me."
"I want to try sexting, honey," Charlotte tells her adorable boyfriend. He gapes at her, shocked by what she just said. "Please, I know you're really shy but I'm the only one who's going to see your dick pics. I've already seen the real thing up close and even had it in my mouth. So there is zero reason for you to feel embarrassed or uncomfortable about this." She holds his hands in hers and looks deep into his eyes, hoping she will see agreement there. Instead, he looks quite a bit reluctant, seeming very nervous just like she feared. She can't blame him, given how often nudes are leaked, but still she really wants to have his dick pics to masturbate to when he's not home.
Ken looks at her earnestly. "I'm not sure about this," he says. "I love you a lot, Charlotte, but I have some serious reservations about sexting. What if one of our phones got hacked by a creep or something? The pics could end up on the internet and that'd really impact our future." He holds her hands in his and leans in to kiss her on the tip of her nose. "So I don't think we should do it, baby. Now do you want me to eat your ass? That I'd be more than willing to do." He tries to give her a cheeky smile but her morose expression kills the mood. "Alright I'll think about it, but we won't start sexting today, okay?" he says, making his blonde girlfriend brighten up immediately.
"You're the best!" she says and kisses him on the lips, before heading to the toilet. He sits there on the bed and then waits until she is done. Then she comes back and the two of them watch some more TV together before Ken tells her he has to go study. Charlotte whines and asks him to stay and hang out in her room, so he goes to get his books and sits back down on her bed to study there with her. Eventually he has to go back to her own room though, since her perfume is distracting him and the boy needs a little bit of alone time to work on some stuff.
Charlotte is much happier now that her boyfriend promised to think about if he would send her some nude pictures or not. She is still slightly worried though, as he might end up deciding not to do it out of fear of things going wrong. Just the thought of that makes her upset. It is wrong! He is her boyfriend. Hers! He belongs to her and should just give her what he wants right now, even if he is a bit uncomfortable with it. He has zero rights to deny her what she wants from him! She knows these thoughts make her tyrannical but maybe that's what she really is inside. Charlotte just didn't realize it until now
She could hear knocking from the door to her bedroom. Telling the person on the other side to come in, she sits up a bit straighter and runs her right hand through her hair to make herself look a bit more presentable. It turns out to be her mother. "Is there something wrong, honey?" Claire asks her. She sits down on the bed next to Charlotte and looks at her with concern in her eyes. "You've got this expression on your face that is telling me something is going on. Do you have something you want to share with me, sweetie?" Even though she is aware that her daughter is a toughie, she is still protective of her and worries about Charlotte quite a lot of the time.
"Nothing, mom," Charlotte says to her mom. She doesn't want her mother to have to worry about this issue. But her tone isn't very convincing. As good as she is at bullshitting other people, her mom is always able to unsettle her each time she tries to lie. She has never been able to lie to her mom, not even once at all. The girl has absolutely zero chance of being able to fool her mom and she knows it, but she couldn't help trying anyways, despite knowing how futile it really is. Otherwise she'd just be giving up all hope of handling this by herself like a proper adult. "You really do not have to worry about it."
Claire strokes her hair gently. "If you say so," she mutters softly, holding her daughter in her firm arms. "But I have birth to you. I raised you and you're my flesh and blood. I know you better than anyone else. I mean, do you really think that you can lie to me, sweetie? Tell me what is bothering you and I'll help you out." She hates seeing her daughter so distressed and wants to do anything in her power to help Charlotte out. "Is it something to do with your boyfriend? Did Ken refuse to do something for you in the bedroom? You could ask me for my help with that. I got plenty of sex experience."
"I want to sext with him," the gorgeous athlete finally blurts it out. Her mom is now raising her eyebrows as she looks at her. Claire waits as her daughter now continues "I want him to send me some dick pics. But he's very reluctant about this. He said he will think about it first. What if he thinks about it and decides that he doesn't want to do that though? I really want to have some pictures of his dick that I can finger fuck myself to when he isn't home. I really want them so badly but I'm afraid that he would say no. Could you please help me come up with a way to get him to say yes?"
"If he doesn't say yes then just take a picture of his dick when he is asleep," her mom suggests like it's the simplest thing in the world. Charlotte could not believe her mom is telling her to go and do something that will violate Ken's privacy. But the idea does hold appeal to her and makes her think of how good it will be if she does that. She wants to do it. Still, the thought makes her feel a little nervous too. This would cross the line is many senses of the words. Yet it raises the question of why should she even respect Ken's boundaries in the first place. He is her boyfriend. There's no reason for Charlotte to respect his boundary.
"I'll think about it," she mumbles to her mother, not noticing that right now she is repeating Ken's earlier words. Claire just smiles and pats her on the back. "If he wakes up and gets upset, what do I do then though?" Her mom thinks over this for a moment and then tells her if that happened, she could just pout and give him a cute look, and knowing him, he would probably simply forgive her. He already loves her a lot and is also a softie who wouldn't be able to stand her adorable eyes begging him for his forgiveness. Charlotte finds this to be a reasonable suggestion and nods along, thanking her mother for her help.
"No problem, sweetie," Claire says and leaves the room. Charlotte thinks about what her mom told her and decides she will do as her mother said. This is going to work. All she has to do is wait until he is asleep, get him hard and then take a few photos of his cock. After that she can masturbate with them all she wants and he won't be able to stop her. Ken probably won't even want to stop her from masturbating to his pics once she has already taken them, because what would be the point in that? It would be pointless and he doesn't do pointless things. At least, not that she knows of. So she will have nothing to worry about once the pictures are in her hands.
She will have to ask him to sleep in her room tonight but that's no big deal as he has already slept in her room before. He wouldn't suspect a thing and that's how she's going to keep it, with him in the dark and completely oblivious to what she's got planned. He'll only find out afterwards, by which point it will be too late and he will be unable to do anything about it.