Buying The Virgin Part 1-3

Chapter 14: The Girl Who Sold Herself - Chapter Fourteen

The vibe continues working me. The fingers are still inside me. Their owner must surely feel the repeated clenching of my pussy muscles as throbbing rapture ripples through me.

As the moment passes, I collapse back, inert and spent, the glory fading.

The owner of the vibe speaks again, “My turn now girlie. On your knees.” Again, I am lifted bodily and this time pressed down to the floor on my knees. Vibe-man pushes his cock at my face. “Open wide.” Obediently, I gape to accept him.

As I wrap my lips around his throbbing shaft, he grabs the back of my head with both hands, moving me back and forth to the rhythm he wants. Not gentle, he pushes in and back, right to my throat, as I do my best to accommodate him. Stretching my jaws wide, trying to wrap lips around my teeth, I suck and lick as best I can, but he is mainly interested in simply plunging in, making me gag as his cock penetrates my throat.

I can’t take this. I can’t. Spluttering and choking, my eyes watering, I am beginning to panic when, all of a sudden, he withdraws and cums, spurting over my face and breasts.

Barely do I have time to register that this one has done, when I am pushed down onto all fours and a cock pushes into me from behind, fucking me hard, balls banging, hands kneading my breasts.

Another minute and this one finishes too. How many are left? I can’t take too much more.

Another cock fills me, pounds into me, spurts and withdraws. And another. Surely this must be all of them?

No, my Master and Michael are still there. Neither of them has cum in, on or over me. Looking around, I see my Master watching me, frowning slightly. He strides over, grabs me by a wrist and pulls me upright.

“Okay folks. She’s had enough for one night. You’ve all had a turn.”

I am surprised. “Master? But you and Michael haven’t…”

He cuts me off, “Michael and I will be taking you home now, where it’s a little quieter.”

Will there be any protest at my leaving? Apparently not. The rest of the group have apparently all fucked themselves out on me, at least for tonight.

dripping with a mix of body fluids. I really want a bath. And I ache inside.

Michael, wrapping a blanket around me.

uncertainly. Michael sweeps me up in his

room a voice calls after me, “Lovely to meet

shouts, “Me too. I’m happy to help get your

“Me too.”

“And me.”

a meal later, I am feeling much better and wondering if my Master and Michael will expect anything more of me tonight.

me a hot chocolate and packs me off to bed. “Sleep Charlotte. You’ll be better for it tomorrow and we’ll

I do sleep, very

*****

Master and Michael take me to the beach, where we eat ice cream, frolic in the waves together before swimming well out

dry rosé, pink as the prawns in the food and smelling of fresh flowers

one side of me, stroking my stomach. Michael is to the other side, leaning over me,

smiling. “I was hoping you were going to ask that. Let me show you.” Then he

“Though I’ll admit that I was happier when you just let me sleep last night, but today was lovely. I feel ready for

But I’ll try to rise to your challenge.” He winks at

Master’s hands pull at me gently, urging me to roll over, onto my stomach. Michael parts my legs with his hands, then kneels between them. Lifting me at the hips, he pulls me up onto all fours,

something to him and then sits on a chair beside the bed, watching. His cock is growing, twitching and stiffening. I watch it swell as Michael, behind me, slips his hands between my

plays with my pussy lips and runs fingers through my swelling folds. Then one hand still flicking at my clit, the other

other hand leaving my clit. Then there

on my sweet spot, but now chilly wet fingers hover

pushes inside me, stretching outwards against the ring muscle

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