Selling her cherry

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Ariella ran out of the restaurant with her shoes in one hand and her wet, black lace panties dangling from her other hand. She found him, instead of in the car waiting out her last minute, he was talking to a linebacker of a man. 6’5” and at least 250 pounds. All muscle. Damien was in an intense conversation as she approached them. Damien swiftly removed the panties from her hand and gave them to his driver. He then escorted Arielle into the back of the limo before concluding his conversation with the stranger.

Only Rex was no stranger to Damion. He was one of the very few people that Damion owed favors to. Damien hated that fact but there were things he was just not adept at doing on his own. That is where Rex came in. It was Rex in fact that had planted the evidence against Greg and in doing so also implicating her father in the wrong doings that had gotten them both fired.

In the short moment that Ariella had to interact between both Rex and Damien she could feel the large man’s eyes undressing her. Let alone his knowing that her panties were off and flapping in the breeze. Her scent wafting with them for all to intake. Then Damien had swiftly removed them from her hand and given them to the driver!?! What would he do with them. They were her favorites. Could she dare ask him or even Damien to return them to her?

She watched as the two men concluded their talk with a firm handshake. Where had he come from? Was this a chance meeting on the street? The alcohol and molly were playing tricks on her again as her mind raced for answers.

Damien got int the back with her and sat directly across from her. His cock no longer in touch with her, but still very prominent in his tight suit pants. She knew she would be naked to his sight if she were to part her legs even the slightest amount.

As the car pulled from the curve Damien looked at her, once again with his calm charming eyes and asked her nonchalantly “So tell me Ariella, what was it you found so intriguing at the other table? Did that man remind you of a past lover perhaps?”

 

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Ariella still couldn't keep her gaze from the outline of Damien's cock. She had to keep forcing herself to remove her eyes from it.

"A lover? No... I'm not that type of girl" she replied to Damien's question.

But everything about Ariella in that moment was telling Damien exactly what sort of girl she was. The type of girl who gets into a limousine wearing no panties, her legs stained with her sticky sex juices. The type of girl who couldn't keep her sweet little eyes off his erection.

She tried to turn the conversation back to what she had came here for. "Please can we talk about my father? Is there anything you can do for him? Please."

Ariella was beginning to feel exhausted from the events of the night. Her pussy was still hot with arousal and her nipples perpetually hardened, but she couldn't let this distract her. She would put up with the discomfort if it meant finding out any critical information that could help her family.

 

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"First relax Ariella." He commanded her and pushed her shoulder back against the soft leather seatback of the limo. This caused her legs to part slightly as she composed herself. He hadn't looked directly there, but how could he not have seen?

"I am lunching an investigation at work on that very matter. I don't really know much of the details other than what I read. I do have to tell you that it was me that did the actual firing of both Greg and your father. However that is just my position in the company. I had nothing to do with the direct decision to do so. Just the following through with it. I will let you know what I find out when my investigation is complete." he smiled at her assuredly as he bought himself some time on the matter.

"A lover? No... I'm not that type of girl" He repeated her words back to her, steering the conversation back to where he wanted it to go. "What type of girl are you Ariella?" he asked as his hand again found her knee.

 

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When Damien firmly touched her knee, it sent a bolt of electricity up her thigh and into her pussy, which made her instinctively part her knees further. For the briefest second, Damien looked down at her exposed pussy. It was clean-shaven which suggested she might not be as innocent as she claimed. It was also very obviously wet and he noticed even the hem of her dress was quite sodden. She really was a filthy girl wasn't she? He loved how he had exposed this side of her. Turning angels into sluts was all in a day's work for him.

Ariella bit her lip at Damien's question. "I believe that sex is something sacred that should happen only between a husband and wife." she said as if she was reciting something she'd learned at Bible class, but didn't really believe.

 

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He again smiled at her naïve response. "And do you believe the couple at the restaurant were husband and wife? They were certainly enjoying themselves where they not? As were you as you watched them. Isn't that a form of sex as well Ariella?"

Happy to be off the subject of her father and back on the subject of her cunt he pulled the hanky from his suit pocket and with no warning he reached between her spread legs and damped the juices that were flowing from her. He did so in such a non-sexual way. Like a mother wiping the ice-cream from her child's chin.

"Certainly you have a boyfriend that you partake in sex with?" He was fishing again. "do you mean to tell me you don't enjoy being aroused? Your vagina is telling me otherwise." He dabbed a couple more times and returned the soiled handkerchief to it's pocket.

his cock seemed to be in a perpetual state of arousal. How could a man stay that way for so long with so little stimulus she thought to herself? Was it not real? If it was, how could it be double the size of the man at the other table? Her mind raced as she had to find out for herself.

 

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"I... suppose so" she said in response to his first question. She had to admit he was right. "I suppose I'm just as immoral and disgusting as they are then" she said ashamedly.

And then he wiped her vagina with his hanky and mentioned the state of her vagina and she felt even more ashamed. She didn't even realise her legs were that far apart that he could see how wet she was. She tried to close her legs but they just ended up coming apart again a few seconds later as the molly had her so relaxed.

"A boyfriend? No... I mean, I had one, but we didn't... you know." she said trailing off.

Then he wiped her pussy again which wouldn't stop moistening and she felt like she could cry from the shame of it.

"I'm so sorry about this. I can't stop it... it just does it by itself" she said hopelessly.

But her curiosity was getting the better of her. "Is it the same for you... Mr Flint?" she said, eyeing his bulge again.

 

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“Is what the same Ariella?” He asked coyly. He wasn’t really some kind of super hero. He had a rare medical condition. His cock could stay hard for hours on end when he was the slightest bit aroused. It would not however emit it’s pre-cum until it was properly stimulated.

Her prior statement had done just the trick to give that arousal. Was this little cunt really unused? His mind raced as he could feel his cock begin to leak. Before long he too would have a pronounced wet spot in the front of his pants.

“Just how far did you go with this boyfriend of yours Ariella?” He could feel a little of his power shifting, for if she were a virgin she could be his next small fortune. Or his next major conquest. He had to play this one correctly.

 

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"I mean... you just can't control it sometimes can you?" she said. "I want to be a good girl, but it's like my.. pussy... wants me to be bad" she continued, almost whispering the word "pussy" as if it was something so dirty to her.

"Well... we kissed a couple of times. Not french kissing, just on the lips you know. He respected me a lot." she said proudly.

Looking back at his cock, she reached her hand out as if she meant to touch it, then she looked up at him, with her innocent yet sultry green eyes. "Why is it so... big?" she asked bravely.

 

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He smiled at her question. “I guess I was just born lucky.” He replied as he took her reaching hand and placed it on the outline of his cock. It seemed to get harder from her touch. He held her hand against it so she couldn’t move it away

“Are you telling me you are technically a virgin Ariella?” He asked with the hope of a school boy. It was his greatest pleasure. One he rarely got to indulge in these past 10 years. “ if so, are you a virgin in every respect?” He asked tentatively . Her dainty hand pressed firmly against the beast that seemed to be growing even larger from her touch.

Not only was it getting bigger and harder but it began to throb. The heat immolating from it felt like it would burn her drug induced hand. And she could feel his pre-cum leaking through and wetting her fingertips.

“Would you like to see it Ariella? Would you like to touch it bare?” Her moment of decision was upon her.

 

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She gasped when he placed her hand on the outline of his hardened cock.

"Yes, I'm a... virgin, in every sense of the word" she said flatly. Normally she would defend this with some rambling speech about the importance of saving yourself for marriage, but that didn't seem to matter anymore.

She felt Damien's cock getting larger and then wet, which made her own pussy only get wetter as well to know that she was having this effect on him.

And then he asked her if she wanted to see it and she couldn't control herself anymore. Looking up at him through lustful eyes she uttered only one word through breathless whimpers, "Yes".

 

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He removed her hand gently and undid his pants. The limo rolled on as he unleashed the beast for her viewing pleasure. The lighting seemed to grow brighter as he did so, for no apparent reason.

Could the driver be watching them? She thought to herself but was in no way ready to turn back now. The alcohol and the drug had taken their desired effect throughout the night. He pulled it out and moved to sit next to her.

The game had changed. When the evening began, he had expected to fuck this sweet
Young thing. He then would tell her there was nothing that could be done to help her poor daddy.

Instead, he now wanted to impress her. There would be no compilation tonight. He wouldn’t dare to ruin this prized possession until he knew what it was he was going to do with her.

No, the game now was to get her to want him so bad that she would be putty in his hands for him to mold and turn out any which way he pleased. The thought of where they were headed drifted in and out of her mind very quickly. They had been driving some time now.

She stared at the monster. It looked red and angry. It’s veins budged. She knew her little hand wouldn’t fit around it’s circumference but she so wanted to try. What other dirty little thoughts were running through her mind as she took the first close up look at a penis.

This was no ordinary penis, this was a full on porno version cock and it was attached to a handsome man she had admired and even crushed on her whole formative life.

 

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Rex Steadman

Rex Steadman was Damiens go to guy for the past 9 years. At 38 he was an ex high school football star. Ex marine special forces. Then a mercinary for hire. He has worked for Damien exclusivly for the past 7 years. A full time occupation, what with all Damiens schemes and dealings.

For a man his size he was remarkably stelth. He could show up almost anyplace or anytime with little or no warning. As he had at the limo that evening.

Rex had started out as a client of Damien’s escort service. Once they got to know each other, Damien would offer one of his girls as payment for odd jobs he would ask of Rex. Before long, those odd jobs turned into security for the escort service.

When Damien had other “projects” in mind, to increase his already abundant fortune, he would ask Rex to help him out here or there. Supplying pressure, planting evidence, or just beating the shit out of someone to make them succomb to Damiens way of thinking.

Rex had now accumulated his own small fortune. Being paid well in both cash and pussy. Rex had a cock that was the size and shape of a can of coke. As fat around as it was long and a set of balls the size of plums.

Damien would use him, as part of his salary, to train his new girls to be able to take anything thrown their way. Damien kept a stable of 8-10 young things at all times. He would find them when they were 19 or 20. Right out of high school, fresh and innocent.

He would act as their boyfriend. He would set them up in a luxury apartment. Wine and dine them. Buy them the best clothes. And teach them to be sexual dynamoes. His ability to fuck for hours on end would turn them into his little sex slaves.

Then he would rotate them out and into his stable. He always offered them employment in his escort service. They had little else they could offer to society. Damien never “forced” them to work for him. Rumor was the only 3 that decided against it had died on the street of an overdose within 6 months.

The thought was that Rex may have had something to do with that as well. When the whores, parden, escorts hit 28 years old, Damien would sell their stock to one of his clients. He would leave the girl with a tidy little sum. A quarter of what he could get for them. Again, what choice did they really have. They were used to being taken care of.

Rex was responsible for the evidence that got Greg and John fired from their lucrative employment. He was the only link to Damien in the matter. He let Damien know it that night by the limo when Ariella came running out with her wet panties in her hand.

This was the first time that Rex had indicated that he wanted more than his regular payment. He wanted Ariella’s virginity. How he knew the girl was a virgin before he did both confused and reassured Damien that Rex was the best at what he did.

 

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Ariella's eyes bulged as Damien unzipped his pants and pulled out his large cock. It was much larger than the man from the restaurant's. She felt her pussy get wetter. A real cock was in front of her, just inches away. She'd secretly lusted after this for years, no matter how much she tried to deny it... she wanted to see a cock, to feel a cock, to let that cock do all manner of nasty things to her.

Unable to help herself, she reached out and wrapped her petite hand around its length as fully as she could, her fingers not meeting. It was so smooth. In fascination, she moved her palm up and down the length of it, feeling the veins pulsate. She'd never felt something so interesting in her life. She wanted to get closer to it. Hand still on his cock, she dropped down on her knees in the narrow space between the seats. His cock was now level with her mouth.

She looked up at him with her big green eyes and continued stroking up and down his monster of a cock, just as the lady in the restaurant had done. She watched as his facial expression changed from one of neutrality and possibly even disregard, to one of guarded pleasure. She wanted to make him feel good, just like the man in the restaurant had clearly felt. She wanted to see that sticky cum erupt from the end of this cock. She stroked up and down, faster and faster, her wrist and fingers aching, her pussy throbbing with need.

 

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Damien breathed heavy. He was in complete control of himself. Despite Ariella being the most beautiful young girl he had ever hoped to add to his stable. He knew the girl was mesmerized by the size and power of the cock in her small hand. His precum leaked out profusely now as she squeezed and ran her hand up and down its length in long slow strokes.

She had positioned herself where her mouth was now just inches from his cock head. He didn’t want to rush her. He was happy with the pace she took and the obvious experimentation she was experiencing

“Does it excite you as much as the one in the restaurant Ariella?” He asked as she jerked him slowly. He smiled and poured himself another scotch from the decanter in the limo. “Lick just the head and taste the precum dear.” He told her. “It will taste like nectar.”

He did need to control the situation. Too fast and he would scare her. Too much and he would find her riding his pole too soon. He had yet to decide this ones fate. He reached and very easily pulled the front of her bright red dress down, exposing her pert breasts to his eyes. To the first set of male eyes, other than her doctor, to set sight on them. They were exquisite.

He held back his touch and took in their beauty with his eyes.

 

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Ariella blushed as Damien exposed her breasts with just a flick of his fingers. She'd kept them private for 21 years and he had bared them just like that.

She continued massaging his cock in faster motions, the wet slapping sounds making her clit throb with desire. As she jacked him off, some of his precum flew onto one of her naked breasts, dripping down her pert, rose-coloured nipple.

She hesitated as he suggested licking the tip. It seemed such a dirty thing to do... was it even hygienic? But his cum was already on her and she couldn't quash the temptation. She stopped stroking his cock, but kept her hand wrapped around it. Then she tentatively poked out her small pointy tongue and leaned in until it just about touched the wet tip. As her tongue made contact, a sudden gush of precum erupted into her small mouth, covering her pink tongue with white sticky fluid. She gasped, as the precum dripped down her chin and onto her breasts and erect nipples.

Her tastebuds tingled with this new sensation. It tasted salty but sweet. Sticky but smooth. She licked her lips and drew more of the precum into her mouth, tasting it, savouring it. She wondered now what she was meant to do with it? Was it even safe to swallow? But it would be so unladylike to just spit it out. Apprehensively, she swallowed, leaving her mouth and lips still sticky and musky.

"Is it ok... that I swallowed it?" she asked nervously.

 

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“It is indeed young lady.” He replied to her tentative question. “You will find it tastes quite different from a mans cum. This is just the lubricant that emits from the penis for the ease of penetration while reproducing.” His answer was so technical. Yet she remained fascinated by the new knowledge.

Damien could read her now. Not only was she a virgin, she had very little to no knowledge of human sexuality. She could be molded any way he pleased and the thought of that had his head spinning. Her hand had become motionless with her questions.

He gripped it with his own and putting a tighter pressure on it then she had on her own, he moved it up and down his shaft again before letting her continue on her own. “You can ask me anything Ariella.” He told her, reassured her, comforted her. As she continued to give him the first handjob of her young innocent life.

 

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Ariella was fascinated with this knowledge. Of course, that made sense. Although she wondered why any lubricant would be needed, if most vaginas were as wet as hers was now.

Ariella flinched a little as Damien's large hand gripped her own and forced her hand up and down his cock again. He must like this, and she wanted to make him happy. She kept moving her hand up and down, almost scared to stop in case it would displease him.

But her hand was really aching now and she was having to use the strength of her whole arm and body to keep going. Her breasts, still moist with his precum, heaved up and down as she continued teasing his cock.

Damien watched in satisfaction at this innocent young virgin between his legs, her plump breasts bobbing up and down as she jacked him off.
He had an idea. Reaching down, he placed both of his hands underneath her soft breasts, squeezing them gently. Then he moved her body slightly up by her breasts and she arched her back in compliance, so that his cock was in-between her two large mounds. "You can use these just like your hands", he explained to her, grabbing both of her hands and placing them on her own breasts. With his large hands holding her small ones, he gently squeezed against her breasts, forcing them to rub up and down over his cock. As he let go of her hands, she continued rubbing him with her breasts, using not only her hands but her whole body to massage her voluptuous globes over the length of his cock.

This girl was made to fuck he thought to himself.

 

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The heat of her breasts encasing his monster cock was about all he could take. He had been hard now for hours and was ready for his release. Watching her hold them together and the tip of his cock poking through and just grazing her lips as he hit his high mark.

Her fingertips teasing her hard little nipples as he tittie fucked her. His eyes rolled back and he gave out a guttural sound that scared the sweet young girl.

His massive cock erupted! Sending rope after rope of his hot sticky cum splattering against her. Across her face, her breasts, her dress, and filling her cleavage . It didn’t seem to stop. After 6 large spurts it was left to filling her hand with the remainder as she tried to calm it's fire hose effect.

She had been far too busy and far too mesmerized to look out the window of the limo. As the jizz dripped seemingly down her whole body the car came to a stop. Looking up she relized they were parked in front of her run down apartment building.

She hadn’t given Damien, or the driver for that matter, her address. This concerned her slightly as she panicked a little not knowing how to compose herself in this situation. She needed to clean herself up. She needed to cover her bare tits.

Damien knew that if this were allowed to go any further tonight that his prized virgin cunt would be no more. “Ariella, thank you for a wonderful evening. I know it didn’t go quite as you had anticipated.” He smiled a loving smile at her. “I promise to look into your fathers ordeal. I will call you on Monday and let you know what, if anything I have found out.”

Ariella, was still filled with lust and frieght. Part of her wanted him to take her womanhood right hten and there. Part of her wanted to run away crying. Yet he knew he had planted his seed.

Not the seed that painted her pretty face and chest. The seed in her brain that told her she was indeed a woman. That she had waited far too long to discover and expose this part of her.

Would she feel different in the morning when she was completely sober? Damien thought not. The door opened and the hand of the driver reached in to help her out. He did not look inside at the half naked girl, but she new it was time for her to make her exit.

 

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Ariella squealed as Damien's huge cock erupted continuously. His warm seed covering every square inch of her chest, face, arms and knees.

And then, just like that, she was outside her apartment and being asked to leave.

"D-Do you have a napkin?", she asked. Damien smiled to himself. He did, but he didn't want to make it that easy for her. "Afraid not" he replied.

Ariella sighed as she tried to wipe the cum off her breasts to no avail. It was too thick and too sticky.

"You'll just have to use your mouth, sweetie, it's designed to go inside you" he said matter of factly. Then he watched with sick pleasure as she tentatively pushed one of her large breasts up to her mouth and licked some of the cum off, then continued wiping her hands over herself, gathering up his cum, bringing it into her mouth and swallowing it. Her face wrinkled as she continued cleaning herself, devouring his cum.

It didn't taste as sweet as the precum. It was much more salty and bitter. But she had to make herself clean, get rid of the stickiness and the smell of it, lest she pass a neighbour in the hallway and they see her for the filthy slut she had become.

When she'd had just about as much she could take, she pulled the top of her dress up to cover her breasts, and the hem down to cover her pussy and ass a bit more. She looked at Damien in case he might change his mind and let her stay, but his expression was neutral. She knew there was nothing she could say. He had her under his power now. Reluctantly, she took the hand of the driver and got out of the limousine. Stood outside, she looked back in, but Damien wasn't looking at her anymore. Her heart sank as he simply clicked his fingers, triggering the driver to shut the door, hop into the front of the vehicle and drive off, leaving Ariella stood on the kerb, warm cum still dripping down her knees and tangled in her hair.

That night, Ariella didn't bother to shower. She was too exhausted, too full of need, too unspent. She grown to like the feel of his sticky cum on her skin. Every now and then, she'd lick her hands and arms, his taste now mixed with the saltiness of her skin creating an altogether new aroma. It felt like the two of them had become one in some way. But she craved more. She fell asleep with her cum-drenched fingers inside her wet pussy.

 

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Damien smiled to himself as he pulled up the video of Ariella jerking him off. Then using her impressive tits to finish the job. “D-do you have a napkin?” She had asked him as his slimy hot cum ran down her face and body. The girl was so far gone at that moment that she had forgotten the handkerchief that he had used earlier in the restaurant to clean the juices from her dripping cunt.

He laughed out loud to himself as he pulled it out and smelled her perfectly unused pussy on it. Then, when he told her she would need to use her mouth to clean herself. HaHa. She took to his cum like a babies first feeding. Without prompting she pulled her tit to her mouth and licked and suckled her own nipple.

Damien was getting hard all over again just reliving the last hour. As Ariella licked, sucked and scooped up as much of his cum load as possible, the driver patiently waited for her to exit the limo. Damien knew there would be no need to use this video to blackmail his new found slut. He also knew he would need to see her soon and often over the next weeks.

Right now he needed to see Rex and he sent a text to set up a meeting. He was already formulating a plan to mold the evidence to look like a plot to frame her father. This would cost Damien a pretty penny, but he knew the return would be ten fold.

Damien knew he had to keep the developing slut wanting more and more. There were three weeks left until the last day of Summer. He would set that day for her little tight cunt to receive its first true fuck. Who and how much, would be determined over the next three weeks.

Always confident in himself, he planned to send out a group email to all his clients to start a bidding war for the prize he was sure he now possessed. Rex texted back, they could meet in 90 minutes. Just enough time Damien thought. He told the driver to swing by Heather’s apartment. (another in his stable of whores) He needed a good fucking after his teasing of Ariella.

 

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A day had past since Ariella had her first brush with the delights of sex. In that one night, she'd not only had her first orgasm and been wetter than ever before, but she'd seen, touched, licked and titty fucked her first cock. But it felt like there was so much more to sex that she had yet to experience. That night had awoken something in her and she didn't want to shut it down. She couldn't stop dreaming about Damien's thick cock in between her breasts and his hot cum covering her body.

She tried to reconcile these newfound dirty thoughts with her belief in utmost purity. She justified it to herself by saying that this was Damien, a man she'd known all her all her life. A family friend. She would never do sexual things with a stranger, but Damien was different. He was kind, successful, handsome and mature. She'd always liked him and now he was even going out of his way to help her father. It only made sense really that he'd be the one to introduce her to this world of sex.

Damien had promised to phone her on Monday, but Monday afternoon came and went and there was no call. He must be so busy, he works so hard she thought to herself. But she couldn't bring herself to do anything else except wait for him to phone. It was now 8pm and he didn't still hadn't phoned. She tried ringing him, but he didn't pick up.

Another 3 days went by and he still hadn't phoned. She'd sent him about 20 texts which became more and more desperate, starting with "Hello, it's Ariella. I haven't been able to get hold of you. When can we speak?", and ending with "Please talk to me! What did I do wrong?". She'd even tried phoning his offices and his secretary had simply told her that Mr. Flint was unavailable and she should phoned later.

It was Friday evening now and Ariella had barely eaten in the past few days. What did she do wrong? Why was he ignoring her? Was it because of how filthy she'd behaved that night with her wet panties? But she thought he'd enjoyed it when she stroked his cock with her hands and breasts... or did he think she was depraved for doing that? No.. he definitely liked it, or at least his cock had.

Grabbing her phone and heading into the bathroom, she applied some mascara, put on her sluttiest push-up bra and a thin black tank top. Pushing her large breasts together so that they were almost spilling out of her tiny top and pulling a sultry expression, she then proceeded to take a selfie of herself. Adding a caption "I loved it when your cock was in-between my breasts", she then sent it over to Damien. She couldn't believe this was what she'd come to.

 

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Within 20 minutes of the time she had hit send, there was a knock at her door. She was still wearing the slutty top, and a thin pair of panties and nothing else. She knew she was only showing him the top of her body when she sent the message.

She looked out the peephole and was so excited to see Damien that she opened the door not remembering she had no pants on. Damien smiled at his newfound slut. She was already desperate for him.

He pulled her close to himself in a hug. Pressing her abundant chest against his chiseled one. “Sorry it took so long to get back to you dear.” His term of endearment melting her and having her pussy dripping again.

Damien’s hand slid to her ass cheek, barely covered by the panties, and gave it a firm squeeze. It was the first time her ass had ever been touched in this manner. “I missed you as well dear girl.” Again his words had her melting.

“We have much to discuss. First though, let’s get to know each other a little better.” Giving her ass another squeeze and pulling the panties up higher and into her, he leaned in and gave her a deep wet tongue kiss as he held her close.

 

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Ariella accepted his large wet tongue into her small mouth. She'd only kissed her ex-boyfriend twice, and they'd never used tongues. She knew this was a thing, but didn't realise how much it would make her whole body, and particularly her pussy, tingle. Damien's tongue met with her own, pushing forcefully against hers, then searching every inch of her mouth. She let out a muffled moan of ecstasy, as Damien simultaneously assaulted her mouth and drove her panties deep into her ass and pussy slit.

Damien still hadn't closed the front door, but Ariella was beyond caring if one of her neighbours was to pass by in the hallway. Like a ragdoll, she submitted to Damien's tongue and hands as he pushed her back, pinning her against the cold wall of her apartment. He removed the grip on her panties and stroked his middle finger down the length of her slit, from clit to ass. These damn panties he thought to himself. He wanted to feel her tight hole. Tugging her panties out of her slit and to the side, he carefully inserted his thick middle finger into her virgin hole, causing her to cry out. She was so tight, he wondered if she had she even fingered herself before. Careful, Damien he thought to himself don't damage the goods. Her worth was based on this tight hole remaining so, but God damn it, the feel of it just made his cock so hard. Unable to help himself now, he pushed his finger further into her, until he met the resistance of her hymen. Ariella writhed and moaned against him, her hard nipples rubbing against his chest as he hit her virginity barrier. Hungrily, he inserted another finger inside, causing her to scream in both pleasure and pain. Her juices were coming fast and furious now, dripping down his palm and wrist. He plunged his two fingers in and out of her pussy, her soft wet walls tightly squeezing his fingers. His two fingers together were the girth of some men's cocks, so this was a dangerous game he was playing. But unable to stop, he forced them in and out, creating a squelching slapping sound that made his cock grow even larger. Fuck, Damien, stop it he thought to himself. And like someone had flicked a switch, he tore his fingers out and backed away from Ariella. He'd almost royally fucked things up. It wasn't usual that he lost control of himself like this, he'd have to be more careful in the future.

Ariella sunk to the floor as Damien backed off, her pussy hot and wet from the onslaught of his fingers and saliva dripping down her chin from their intense make out session. Damien looked almost angry. What had she done wrong again? She looked up at him, smudged black mascara around her eyes and asked through raspy breaths "Why did you stop?"

 

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Damien sighed. "For good reason My Dear." his voice reassuring as he regained his composure. "We will get to that in a while though." Her breasts were heaving in the skimpy top she wore. Her face was smudged with the makeup and her own spittle.

He was harder then he could remember in recent time. He scooped the young girl off of the floor like a doll. Kissing her again he carried her to the kitchen table and sat her atop of it. He didn't take the time to remove her panties, choosing instead to RIP them off of her in one swipe.

His large hands parted her legs wide and he bent in and kissed her leaking virgin pussy. "AHHHH" his muffled sound came out as he sunk his lounge deep inside the young girl. The sweet nectar of virgin cunt he thought to himself. The only time he would allow himself the taste of a woman's cunt. When it had never been invaded by another.

Would this be his first and only tryst at her juices? His sale date a little over two weeks away now. He had already received numerous offers for her prize. Two of them quite substantial.

He concentrated his efforts and went about teasing her clit, nibbling at her folds and tongue fucking his sweet young prize. He would bring her to the brink of orgasm, only to differ his tactics and have her begging him NOT to stop.

When he felt she could take no more. He clamped down on her clit with his lips and rolled it between them as he again shoved two fingers into her cunt, careful not to press them too far as she flooded his mouth with her cum.

The slut had finally cum at the hands (albeit mouth) of another. She shuddered in orgasmic bliss as Damien stood and undid his pants. Offering her once more the monster between his legs. He was curios what the wanton slut would do with it now. He would let her try anything short of penetrating one of her two lower holes.

 

[Innocent_Tiger]

When Damien had first set his mouth on her pussy, she had cried out in protest, telling him it was too dirty. But she stopped begging when she realised he would not stop and she could not deny that it felt so good. In fact, Ariella had never felt pleasure like it before. As his tongue sunk in and out of her pussy and then his lips clamped down on her clit, she felt like she could die happy in that moment. The orgasm was stronger than the one she'd given herself in the restaurant bathroom the previous week. It left her pussy twitching incessantly, as more and more of her virgin juices were expelled into Damien's hungry mouth.

And then his cock was out again, at eye level. The last time she'd seen it, in the limousine, it had been dark and she had been groggy. But now in the bright lights of her kitchen, she could really appreciate the sheer size of it. She wanted to give Damien the same pleasure he had given her. Reaching out, she grasped it with both hands, feeling its full girth for the first time. Instinctively, she leaned forwards and licked the tip as she had done the other night. Then she felt Damien's hand on the back of her head, prompting her to take him inside her. She obliged, letting his monstrous cock pass her lips and flatten her tongue. She licked the underside of his cock, feeling it's smooth yet veiny surface. Her hands cupped his balls, her mouth now taking the full weight of his cock. She let her hands and tongue massage his manhood as he gently pushed on the back of her head, filling her mouth even more. She pushed him deeper into her mouth until she felt the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat and coughed, prompting Damien to move her head back - he was a gentleman after all. But she'd felt the way his cock grew larger as it filled more of her mouth, and knew this meant he felt good. She wanted to make him feel good more than anything. So she forced herself to swallow his cock again, spluttering as it reached down her throat, but not wanting to stop.

Damien smirked. Her tight mouth felt so good on his cock, but she really didn't know what she was doing did she? If she wasn't careful, she was going to suffocate herself or at least, throw up all over his cock. And she might be a cute virgin, but he wouldn't let any slut do that. Gripping her hair, he pulled her head back and forth, slow at first, then fast, mouth-fucking her. She salivated profusely, drenching his cock and creating a puddle on the floor. He relaxed the grip on her hair as she did all the work now, taking him deep in and out of her petite, wet mouth.