Ordering His Virgin

Each stroke of my hand got tighter and longer with every passing second. I imagined Carrie looking up at me with those big innocent, blue eyes. I stroke even harder, imagining her laying down on her back and opening her legs. Maybe I would tie her to the bed, so she would be helpless to my every whim. Then I would tease her so badly, she would be begging me to take her for the first time.

I would play with her soft, pink lower lips, listening to her gasps and moans as she felt her desire heightening. I loved to watch women squirm as I touched them, bringing them the pleasure they had never felt before. There was always a point when they relaxed, and their bodies took over: hips jerking, pussy’s wet with longing. Rubbing her clit, I would bring Carrie to a heightened state of readiness, then I would push a finger into her tight hole. That would help get her ready for what was to come.

When that good little pussy of hers was wet enough, and she was begging for me to take her, I would rub my straining cockhead up and down her folds, just to prolong the tension. Her hips would be trying to move towards me, but she wouldn’t be able to take me. That’s how I would remain in control.

I would keep rubbing up and down her slit until my cock felt like it was going to explode, leaking precum that mixed with her juices. Then I would slowly take her. Inching my round, thick cock head in, I’d push open her tunnel until I pressed up against her innocence. With one swift move, I’d break through and claim her.

Carrie would be forever mine.

With my dick clenched inside her and her moaning for release, I would rub her clit hard until the girl started to feel her climax. Her pussy would milk my cock. That’s when I would let loose, pumping in and out as her pussy clamped down on me, massaging the cum out of my shaft.

I was about to blow. As I imagined coating Carrie’s womb with my seed, I gently leaned toward one side and used my free hand to open my ass cheek while the other hand stayed at work. I slowly slipped a finger in my ass and stretched it a little. I loved a little ass action.

I couldn’t hold it in anymore. One more stroke, and my cum shot up so high, it nearly hit my face. A wave of electricity moved through my body, and I fell back on my sheets. It was a release, but not quite enough. I still needed Carrie to truly let go.

I had a feeling that my date with the beautiful lady was going to be fantastic and I really looked forward to it.

Chapter Three - Jackson

The night I had been waiting for so eagerly was finally here. This was the night I got to take Carrie’s virginity. I stood by my door, waiting for the girl to arrive. I have to admit, I was a little nervous; my palms were a little sweaty. Something about this evening felt special. Like it was a time I would never forget.

I had spent all day that day in preparation, making sure everything was in place: from food, water, a warm and comfortable environment, clean sheets, you name it. I was prepared, and I hoped she’d appreciate the effort I put into it.

The doorbell rang, and I almost jumped with both excitement and nerves. I took a deep breath and opened the front door. Carrie stood in the middle of the doorway in a short white dress, almost as a symbol of her purity. She wore her long blonde hair down, and it covered her shoulders a little. Her eyes were the purest shade of blue I had ever seen. She was hands down a lot more beautiful in person; her profile picture didn’t do her justice.

“Hi,” she said shyly and smiled.

“Good evening,” I responded and nervously scratched the back of my head. The innocence of this young flower was driving me insane. Just the look of her pushed my desires to new heights, and I couldn’t wait to get my hands on those curves.

Carrie held her hands together in front of her and kept looking at her feet. It was clear that she was timid.

“Come in,” I prompted, ushering her into the door.

“Thank you,” she said demurely and followed me to my study. My study was the quietest and comfortable space in my house. Besides, that’s where my checkbook was.

“Have you ever done anything like this before?”

“No, sir.” She shook her head. The way she said “sir” made my dick stir. This girl was a natural submissive. “Didn’t you read my profile?” she asked.