But the girl didn’t get it because she’s never heard of the virgin auctions. So she shook her head, confused.
“Whatever it is, Daddy, I don’t care,” she said slowly, eyes pleading with me, those pools of caramel so warm, so delicious, that I practically drowned. “Please Daddy,” she whispered again. “I’m sorry, I just want you.”
And somehow, the breathy cries, the plea from the depths of her heart, got to me. It was surprising because I’m a man with iron control, I’ve fucked hundreds of chicks, and now a naïve, innocent virgin was breaking down my walls. No, more than breaking down my walls, she was tearing them apart, brick by brick bare-handed until I had no defenses whatsoever. So I fucking gave in and compromised.
“Daddy can’t take your pussy honey,” I ground out, eyes electric. “That’s yours and Daddy’s not gonna take it when you don’t know better. But Daddy can make you feel good, do you want that?”
The little girl mewled again.
“Yes,” she pleaded. “I want you. I want you in me,” she begged, staring meaningfully at my dick. And of course, I spurted then, just a small squirt, the pre-cum glossing my shaft as my hips jerked involuntarily.
“Baby you do that again and you’re gonna be seated so hard, so fast on my rod that your teeth are gonna knock,” I growled, eyes like coals. And of course, but that only made the little slut’s eyes light up, the girl sitting up straighter at the idea, perky and eager. I shook my head. How had I found such a whore? A virgin whore, too, an oxymoron if there ever was one. So I regrouped, changing tactics.
“Forget it baby,” I ground out. “Forget that I ever said that. Just come here and let Daddy make you feel good.”
The brunette opened her mouth to protest before shutting it quickly. Abby’s a smart girl, and she knew that I wasn’t gonna budge, that she wasn’t getting dick in that sweet space for reasons that were still a mystery. So giving in, the female quivered before getting up and approaching once more, that fine, fleshy form swaying with each step.
“Where Daddy?” she asked. “Where do you want me to stand? Or do you want me to sit?”
I jerked my head.
“Just like before baby, just like before, put your leg up on the back of the couch and let me taste that pussy again.”
And mesmerized, as if in a trance, the brunette obeyed. One fleshy leg was poised above my head, her twat just inches from my lips and I closed my eyes and breathed deep again, savoring the nearness of her snatch. Because oh yeah, just two minutes away from her wet heat had been too much, and I let the heavy smell of aromatic pussy surround me once more, the heady, spicy scent.
“Fuck,” I ground out. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.”
And with that, I was back at her snatch, sampling her hole once again, running my tongue in circles around her nub, laving up and down both walls, touching every inch of that delicious pink flesh. But this time I was going further. With two hands, I reached up and grabbed her hips, bracing them with my hands.
“Slide forward honey, just a little,” I ground into her twat.
Abby squealed.
“But Daddy!” she protested. “You’re gonna be … oh, unnnh!” she cried out. Because yeah, I was going for it. Sure, I couldn’t push my dick into her vag, I couldn’t take her virginity, but that didn’t mean that I was gonna sit by and let her get away. I was gonna violate this little body good without crossing any boundaries, and that meant tasting ass. Because I’d pushed Abby forward a bit until her anus was poised over my mouth, and sure enough, as I licked that dark pucker, her tight pleats contracted immediately with delight and shock.
“Ohhh!” she panted, leaning forward, boobies heaving as I tonguefucked her butt. “Oh god, this is so wrong!”
I just grunted, enjoying the musty, savory taste of her asshole. Because I’m a dirty motherfucker and I love every inch of a woman. There’s no part of the female form that’s off-limits, no part that’s taboo, untouchable. Sure, I wasn’t punching through her hymen today, but like I said, there’s no hymen in a woman’s ass so I wasn’t technically breaching my commitment to the Club.
And I went for it. I mouthed that anus, running my tongue lightly over her rim before spearing the dark hole, pushing deep into her tightly resistant anal cavity.
“Fuck,” I ground out. “Fuck your butt’s tight.”
And Abby squealed again, vaginal juices running like a stream now, coating my chin as I gave her a good buttfuck.
“Oh god! Oh god!” she moaned and panted above me, white flesh heaving with ecstasy. “Daddy!”
But I wasn’t done yet. Because this might be my only time with the little girl before I turned her over to the Club, before she went up for auction, and I was gonna use my time wisely. So without stopping the motion of my mouth, I reached up with one hand and slowly rubbed her clit, giving it a thorough massage.