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.”

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

he starts to move, and

you’re not

in and out, slowly, each time,

completely, and the view of his cock is so sexy. Spreading my legs wide, I

I gasp.

virgin anymore. I

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 seems like a pretty

me, and I can’t

The pleasure is intense.

hot all at

need inside

my butt is on his thighs. I watch, unable to do or say anything as he strokes through my slit. He’s teasing my clit, and even though it wasn’t long ago I came, I can feel the pleasure rising up inside me. I want this. I want to

arousal until I can’t stand it anymore and come

feels

walls. I never knew I could feel like

comedown from this as he holds my hips and lets go of all restraint. He pounds inside me, fucking me harder than before. I wrap my legs around his waist, and his

the feel of his dick, the way his body holds me down to the bed, his cock

I’ll never forget this.

how little the romance was, I will remember

spilling out of his mouth at the same time his grip tightens on my hip to

in the morning, but that’s

wave upon wave of cum