Eden's Sacrifice (The Virgin Call Girls)

I am so lost in my head I don’t realize he has stopped until I run into his back. It’s like a brick wall. “Oomph. Oh my gosh. I am so sorry.” I fumble out. Great. Good going, Eden.

“You can run into me anytime, Angel. You can run to me as well.” I cock my head, wondering about that comment. “Come.” he holds his hand out for me and I take it. Inside his bedroom are candles and sparkling crystals everywhere.

“Wow. It’s so beautiful.” I walk around the room looking at everything. I am admiring the crystals when I feel his body heat against my back. He pulls the coat I am wearing down and I am in nothing but the lingerie from the auction. His mouth kisses my neck before he licks it.

“You taste so good, little one. I can’t wait to taste all of you.” he turns me to face him, and our kiss is every bit as erotic as it was in the car. His mouth mates with mine, slowly at first, taking his time. I grab his suit jacket, pulling him closer to me. I can’t explain it, this pull, this…call to him. I hear in my ears, like a mating call. I feel in my nipples, stomach and pussy. This tickly, overwhelmingly dense, yet airy feeling that permeates throughout the rest of me and centers right over my clit.

His hands flick my bra open and off my shoulders, which causes his mouth to leave mine. I whimper at the loss of our contact. “Shh. It’s ok little Angel. You will have my mouth over your entire body, baby.” Oh, man. His words are their own seduction. I watch, my lip caught between my teeth as I try to hold my composure, as he kneels before me and slides my panties down. “Step out of them Angel.” he commands. I lift one leg after the other, entranced by the hunger in his face. One would think I was the one with the power. I glimpse my panties and blush at the saturated state of them. “Is all of this from me, little one?”

“Yes.” I whisper. I should be mortified, but I am not. I can’t be when he is looking at me like I am one of the seven wonders of the world.

“Good.” is all he says before bringing them to his nose and inhaling so hard, I could hear his lungs expanding. “Jesus.” his only word before he pulls me to his face and dives between my legs. His nose rubs against my clit as his tongue teases the lips of my pussy open.

“Oh, God.” I cry out. The fusion of hunger, ache and yearning create a vortex of discovery. His tongue slowly comes out and plays with my clit, sending volts of lightning through my body. I Know the only reason I am still upright is because the grip he has on my hips is like cement.

“I knew this teenage pussy would be like cotton candy.” he groans before his tongue laves and worships my pussy. My hands pull at his hair, pulling him further into me as I push my weepy pussy into his face. “Christ, Angel. You fucking own from just one lick.” his words of surrender do something to my stomach. My eyes begin to close as I fall into the abyss, when I hear his belt buckle. I look down and my pussy floods more watching as this man, this mobster whose name has grown men cowering, fucks his own hand as he slurps and laps at me like a dog who has been starved. His grunts and growls match my own cries as I float.

“I can’t…please.” I cry out right before everything gets light. Hell. I wonder if I could get him to do that all night?

8

Viktor

Shit. Fuck. So sweet. She is so sweet. Her pussy is like molasses. Her cream so thick and sticky. I am supposed to this big strong mobster. What a joke. What would my soldiers think if I knew I was just brought to my knees by some barely legal pussy, beating my dick like a high schooler? No. That is not true. It is not just some pussy. It’s my pussy. My fat, juicy, wet, sweet pussy.

I continue to lick and suck at her clit, dipping my tongue inside her tight hole, squeezing my cock in my hand, promising him this is going to end the way we both want it to. I watch her as she rubs against my face, moaning and mewling as she fights to control herself. She finally let’s go when I stick my finger inside of her pussy. This is the afterlife. It has to be. There is no way some dumb fuck would give a murdering asshole like me access to such innocence and beauty. “I can't. Please.” the last thing she says before she passes out. I catch her in my arms and just watch her. My eyes take in her entire body and my cock jumps. He loves her wide thick hips and her dusky milk ready tits. She is a Goddess. A Goddess meant for breeding.