Ordering His Virgin

Besides, I knew I was extra grumpy because I was so horny. I hadn’t had sex in a month, due to Club Lush being closed for the pandemic and the tension in my body was building up. Still, it wasn’t like there was a shortage of women I could have sex with; being wealthy meant that women would throw themselves at me all the time, no matter the state of the world. But without Club Lush to provide the kind of girls I liked, I was bored out of my mind. There was simply no mystery in women those days — no purity or innocence. I needed someone fresh, and I had an idea of where to look. But first, I needed my office orderly.

“Amelia?” I said when the maid picked up the phone. “Could you please come to my office?”

I heard a knock on my door a few minutes later, and I told the maid to come in.

“Oh great, you’re here. Do you mind clearing out the dead leaves from the flowerpots?” I told Amelia as soon as she reached my desk. She was my overall house manager. She was in charge of hiring and firing and the general supervision of the other staff.

“Apologies, sir. I won’t let them pile up again,” she said before she went and got some cleaning equipment.

Satisfied that everything would be fixed soon. I left my office and headed to my bedroom, two floors up. I changed into something comfortable, got into bed, and picked up my laptop. Freshpussy.com was the website that was recommended to me by one of my friends from the club. He was apparently a regular visitor on that site now and purchased quite a few women willing to sell their virginity.

A relationship was out of the question. As a CEO, I didn’t have time for love. Besides, it was my experience that once a woman got comfortable as a part of my life, that’s when she tried to take power in the relationship. I was tired of Golddiggers, who felt they could boss me around. No pussy was worth that.

What I needed was an unsullied little virgin — someone who had never been touched and would be mine to claim. If she was willing to let me dominate her, then that would be perfect.

However, Freshpussy was not giving up the goods. I had been at it for about five days, searching for the perfect girl, and I was getting ready to give up. I decided that this night would be the last night I would browse the website. If I didn’t find anyone by the time I was thirty minutes in, I would quit and find a girl the old-fashioned way.

I opened freshpussy.com and logged into my account. I went through the first page, then the second, then the third, until I started to see profiles of women I had seen on the previous day.

This is useless, I thought to myself.

I went back to the first page. I wanted to see if there was anyone on there that I would at least consider. I refreshed the page, then held my breath.

There she was. The virgin I was looking for.

I couldn’t believe my eyes. The perfect girl was right at the top of the page. She had long blonde hair with dark roots. Her eyes were a perfect blue, and her face had innocence written all over it. However, her body screamed sin. With wide hips and huge tits, she was ripe for the plucking.

How could she be a virgin? For a moment there, I thought that this was one of those profiles that conmen used to catfish people, but something else told me to give it a try. My dick hardened under the sheets as I looked her over. It would be impossible to get her out of my mind until I had tasted her. I hurried and made a ten-million-dollar bid. I had plenty of money, and $10M was a drop in the ocean to me. Besides, I had to make a statement. That kind of money would most certainly attract her to me. I was sure of that.

A couple of minutes later, I got a notification saying that my bid was accepted.

Who would say no to ten million? I thought to myself, grinning.

I put my laptop down and closed my eyes, trying to imagine what this girl, whose name was Carrie, would look like in person. The more I thought of her, the harder my dick got. The anticipation was driving me wild.

I grabbed my dick and started playing with the tip. Was Carrie really a virgin? I couldn’t believe my luck. My dick would probably be the first dick she ever put in her mouth or the first one she ever felt stretching her little pussy. Reaching across my bed to the bedside table, I took out some lube. I loved my dick sloppy and slippery whenever I decided to pleasure myself. That way, I could imagine that it was covered in some innocent girl’s juices.