Buying The Virgin Part 1-3

MICHAEL

All she wants, right now, is for me to fuck her.

I withdraw, completely, then again, press inside, slowly, delving into her heat.

James sits beside her, looking down, fingering at a nipple, pulling and rolling and tweaking. Every so often, she yelps and jerks as he pinches hard, her pussy clenching around me, and I want to simply let go, shooting into her, while she screams under me.

Jeez… hang on to your control man… you’re not some fourteen-year-old….

I ram in hard, hilting myself inside her, then again, and again, loving the noises she makes; wailing, as I fuck her hard, her pussy tightening around me with each thrust.

She spirals up towards climax, shuddering and shaking. I meet eyes with James, he tilting his head slightly in signal.

All the time, pressing hard inside her, I hold her tightly around waist and shoulders, holding her to me, and I roll, taking her with me, so we lie side by side.

Still working her inside with my cock, feeling her flesh heat and tremble around me, I present her to him; her curvy ass, that perfect rear….

She knows what’s happening. As James lubes himself, and then her, I whisper. “Alright, Charlotte? Both of us?”

Her breathing is heavy, rapid. She doesn’t speak, simply nodding, before I feel her holding her breath, as James guides his cock into her, first testing her a little, once or twice, before gradually pressing inside her ass. Her body freezes against mine, tensing; her only movement, her breathing and a shiver at her hips, as he presses inwards. She quivers against my groin, tightening around my cock as James works himself inside her, taking her ass.

I’d love to do that, fuck you there…. but I want to see your face, Baby.… When you Come, I want to watch you Come….

Her heart pounds against me, banging through her chest to mine

Are you okay Babe? Really okay?

She is so wet, her moisture seeping down over my thighs, wetting my skin. She smells of lust and sweat and sex, and of James, and me.

I want to fuck you until you scream, and lie with you in a puddle of sweat and cum and sensation….

James starts to move, thrusting slowly, gradually, and she rests between us as I match his rhythm. She lies still, passive, simply taking us both within her.

All my worries, all my concerns, just vanish when I can bury myself in you, be consumed by you, swallowed by you….

to thrust harder, my tempo increasing. James matches me, his eyes brushing with mine as we mutually fuck/make love/shaft/love this woman that we share, that is so much a part of the both

James had taken her virginity only a day before. I reach to kiss her, awkwardly from our conjoined position, but our lips

now she is

we

the Rush is

tightening, migrating upwards to pressure my cock-head, intensified in

pump hard, extending/accelerating the glorious build-up

hips locking, I spill into

vision blurring, I slam my first shot into her, flying high, firing hard. My cock twitches another load into her. She’s screaming something, but I don’t hear what, as, with a final shudder, I pull out, to

her head flings back, to rest by James’ face. He’s controlling himself, hovering near, but his eyes slide sideways to watch her as, her beautiful eyes screwed shut, mouth wailing open, she convulses, howling her orgasm

against her, pressing into her ass, before, with a gasp, breaking free,

is all but collapsed against me, eyes closed, forehead resting on my chest. She

her, I withdraw my semi-flaccid cock, then lower her to the sheets, where she lies, panting, as I bend to kiss her breasts, then

wraps her hands around my neck, fingers sliding through my hair.

returns his gaze as he, also with one hand on a

lie together, he to one side of her, I to the other, in an extended moment of quiet. I encircle her, and she rests

*****

ELIZABETH

I answer the phone.

“Hello?”

Beth. It’s James. Is

He sounds tired.

he’s not, but I’m expecting him soon. Can I pass

not really. It’s just that I’ve got the printouts with me for the projected costs on C-Site. I’m on my way back from checking out some of the suppliers. Could I drop them off with you there on my way back? It’s easier for me than

Are you alright? You sound done

long couple of days.

get here? You’ll feel better

great, Beth. Thanks. I’ll be there

Richard on his City Renovation Project. They’ve both been

later, looking washed out. I’m concerned about him. Normally vigorous and active, he is clearly doing too much. Settling