Virgin for Sale

His question is ringing around in my head.

We were really talking when the pain stopped.

“Come on, angel, tell me why you didn’t pick the fairy tale. I was surprised when I saw your picture there.”

“I take it you do this often?”

“No, I don’t.” Both of his hands rest beside my head. He’s so close that it’s hard to look away.

I don’t want to look away from him.

Biting my lip, I try not to move. He feels weird inside me. A good weird, but still strange.

I’ve never had a dick within me, and now there’s no going back.

“Surprised?” he asks.

“Yes.”

“Good. I don’t do this often. So, figuring you don’t either, tell me why you didn’t pick the fairy tale.”

“Because I didn’t want the lie.”

“The lie?”

“The fairy tale ending is not what I’m getting. Far from it. There’s no knight or prince waiting at the end of the night. One-time deal where you experience everything. You love every second of it, but it’s a lie. A complete and total lie. I’d rather have the truth than that.”

“Interesting.”

my eyes, I don’t know what he’s looking for, can’t even for a second

to move, and

not

inside me, moving in and out, slowly, each

the view of his cock is so sexy. Spreading my legs wide, I glance down and watch as he

I gasp.

virgin anymore. I own that. I own that part

hands moves down my sides, cupping my hip, holding it firm within his grasp as he goes harder, riding me, taking me to another place, or at least it feels like it. I don’t know what to do. Holding onto the sheet

drives inside me, and I

The pleasure is intense.

hot all at

need inside

pussy come all over my cock.” He rears up and places me so that his cock is still inside me and my butt is on his thighs. I watch, unable to do or say anything as he strokes through my slit. He’s teasing my

until I can’t stand it anymore and

feels

stroking my clit, speaking dirty words that echo off the walls. I never knew I could feel like

go of all restraint. He pounds inside me, fucking me harder than before. I wrap my

his body holds me down to the

I’ll never forget this.

little the romance was, I will remember this

his mouth at the same time his grip tightens on

the morning, but

cock pulses as wave upon wave of cum