Virgin for Sale

“Tomorrow we’re going to get you on that damn pill.”

He walks to what I assume is the bathroom. He comes back carrying a condom. With quick movements the latex is over his dick and then he’s behind me.

His cock is at my entrance. I don’t have time to get accustomed to the feel of him as he slams to the hilt within me. He doesn’t hold still this time. With his hands on my hips, he pounds away inside me.

He’s so big that it completely floors me, and I can’t think straight. All I can handle is the pleasure of his cock.

Over and over, he fucks me, going deeper, driving himself harder within me. One of his hands strokes up my back and is in my hair, pulling me up so that my back is against his chest. His other hand is on my stomach, holding me in place as he fucks me harder.

“Look at yourself, Faye. Look at me.”

Opening my eyes, I stare into his, but he urges me to look forward. I hadn’t even paid attention to the mirror that is directly across from us. I can see his cock, even in the mirror and the angle as it drives inside me.

“Soon, I’m going to fuck you without a condom and fill you with cum. You’re going to see and feel as it runs down your leg. It’ll fill your panties, and every time you walk, you’ll know who you belong to.”

He sucks on my neck to the point I know there will be a mark. My hair is long enough to cover it, but I don’t mind.

The way he holds me, the bruises from his passion, I love it all.

my clit. He drives into

way I want it to stop. I can only give

and when I do it’s hard. He doesn’t stop screwing me. His cock pounds away until he finds his own release, once

or not, this is the best feeling I’ve had in a long

Chapter Twelve

Chase

you sell your virginity?” I ask. I want her to tell me the

couple of days now, and I still don’t have my fill of her. No matter how many times I brought her to orgasm or fucked her pussy, even taking her mouth again, I

get bored with women. They were all the same. Wanting diamonds, a credit card, gifts for

of those

gesture I thought, only for her to go really pale on me. She’d taken the necklace, saying thank you, but she doesn’t like it. She also hasn’t worn

happy about that. Also, what she doesn’t know is I’m looking into her having another apartment. I don’t like where she’s living. I want her close to me, and she always has to take a bus to Kerry’s school so her being closer

“I told you.”

“Kerry’s medical bills.”

I don’t want

her down ever.” No matter what happened, it wasn’t her fault. Everything that Kerry went through was because of the stepfather. Faye doesn’t hold any blame, and