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  The head of his cock is so close to my pussy as he plays with my breasts. Then he leans down and starts sucking on each one of them, his cock laying right on top of my pussy now.

  I want him so bad I could scream. Luckily, he stands partway back up and takes his cock in his hand, slapping it gently around my pussy lips and then leaving its head pointing right at my open, waiting, and willing hole.

  “You’re so wet,” he says, as his hand travels down to my clit and starts playing with it again like when I was on stage. Now that it’s just him and me, it’s even hotter. “You’re so ready to take my cock in you for your very first time, aren’t you, little girl?”

  “Yes,” I manage to moan out, wanting him so bad it hurts.

  My pussy is throbbing for him. My clit is on fire as he rubs it.

  “Okay, it might hurt a little,” he says, as he pushes himself inside me.

  It does hurt, as my hole stretches open for him while he works his way deeper inside me. But the way he’s playing with my clit feels so good I don’t even care.

  He reaches his hand under my ass and takes one of my butt cheeks in his free hand.

  Squeezing it gently, he says, “Fuck yeah. That’s my little girl. Letting me put my big cock in your tiny little virgin pussy.”

  “Mmmm,” I moan, now that he’s all the way inside me, filling me up and stuffing me full of his wide, long cock.

  It doesn’t hurt anymore. There’s only pure pleasure as he fucks me.

  “That feels so good,” I whimper. “Please. Don’t stop. I’m going to cum.”

  “Don’t worry, I’ll never stop,” he says, thrusting in and out of me. “Now that I have you, I’m never letting go. I’ll fuck you and time I want, and I’ll be needing you at my constant disposal.”

  “Okay, yes, sir,” I automatically say.

  I don’t even know how this is going to be possible, considering I don’t even usually live here. But I would say whatever he wants right now because he is making such sweet love to me.

  “I’m cumming,” I say, feeling a wave of ecstasy take me over. “I’m cumming on your cock.”

  “That’s it,” he says, spanking my ass some, stretching my ass and pussy open even further with one hand while he keeps playing with my clit with the other.

  “Oh, my God,” I say, as tons of my juices start shooting out of my pussy.

  “That’s right, baby girl, don’t worry about that. That’s just called squirting. Your master just made you squirt. I can make your body do anything I want, upon my command.”

  “Mmmm. Mmmm. Ooooh.”

  I can’t stop moaning and groaning as he cock pounds me, harder now. As I feel it get even thicker and fuller inside me, I can tell he’s close to cumming again, too. In my pussy this time, instead of my mouth.

  “I’m going to cum in your pussy hole,” he announces. “I’ll shoot my load right in your tight little cunt. Okay?”

  “Okay,” I say, and then I think of something. “But…”

  “I know,” he says, taking his hand and putting it over my mouth so that I can’t say anything else. “I’m not using a condom. I’m fucking your raw little pussy with my naked cock. I want to put a baby in you and claim you as mine forever.”

  My eyes go wide as he keeps pounding my pussy.

  He puts two fingers in my mouth and I suck on them like I had just been sucking on his dick. He reaches down and twists my nipples and says, “you’ll be mine to do with as I please. I’ll put clamps on these nipples. Or on your clit. I’ll put a plug in your butt and fuck your ass. I’ll do whatever I want to you, whenever I want. Do you understand?”

  “Yes!” I agree, my voice muffled against his hand.

  “Good,” he says, and I can feel his cock throbbing and pulsing in my pussy. “Because here I cum.”

  Grunting, he empties his seed inside me, letting it spill out into me, squeezing my nipple as I writhe around, panting and screaming into his hand as I cum over and over again.

  “Mmmm,” he says, as he takes his cock out of me once we’re both done.

  Immediately my pussy feels empty and aching for him again. I never want him to be out of it. But it’s also sore and red and I know it could use some rest.

  He looks down at it one more time and says, “Yes, that’s my pussy now. And you’re not only my pet but my girlfriend. Okay?”

  “Yes, sir,” I tell him, smiling.

  He comes to lie down next to me on the bed, cuddling me in his strong arms.

  “Don’t you worry about any financial problems anymore. Your tuition is more than taken care of. You can stay here in Ireland with me. Or we can divide our time between – what state did you say you were from?”

  “Idaho,” I laugh, knowing that not many people are from there.

  “Idaho. Whatever you want. Because I love you. I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life. This St. Patrick’s Day I’ve had the best luck ever, and I’m never going to let you go.”

  “I love you, too,” I tell him, meaning it from the bottom of my heart.

  My phone buzzes with another text, from where he had set it down on the dresser before taking my virginity.

  “Sorry,” I say. “I think Sheila is wanting to know how I’m doing.”

  “What are you going to tell her?” he asks me.

  “Lucky as hell,” I reply.

  “I like that answer,” he says, smiling. “And you’d also better tell her that you need a plus one at that wedding of hers, because you’ve got a wedding date.”

  I smile at him, excited for our future together, and nuzzle my face into his strong chest, saying, “I’ll tell her later. You fucked me so good I need some sleep right now.”

  “Sleep sounding, baby girl,” he says. “I’ll be here when you wake up and every single day after that, because you just made me the luckiest man ever.”

  THE END

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  Sheila

  While I snip the stems on a bouquet of roses and start to wrap them up, I'm torn between being envious of the type of marriage the flower store owner, Marsha, and her husband have and of being distrustful of it. I know I couldn’t handle being married.

  There is a great deal of pressure involved, as well as the need to trust the other person. I saw what happened in my parents’ marriage, and that misplaced trust destroyed it. I definitely don't want that to happen to me, so I stay far away from committed relationships since I don’t want to be married.

  As I finish preparing a few orders for delivery, I continue thinking about marriage. I can't imagine what it would be like to be totally reliant on a man, especially financially. I want to own my own business, and there are so many other goals that I want to achieve for myself.

  I was always raised to be independent. I know I couldn’t be in a relationship where I'd have to give that up.

  Finished with work for now, I check my watch and see that thirty minutes have passed, and Marsha still isn't back yet. I stand at the register and stare out the window.

  I count the people who walk by on the sidewalk, but I lose track after a while. A growing restlessness is stirring inside me.


  Sure, I don't want to be married, but there is one thing I'd like to experience: sex. For that, I would need a partner. It wouldn't have to be permanent, though – maybe a one-night stand or a hookup.

  Could I do something like that? I wonder.

  Sure, I decide.

  It would just be to experience it. Other people do it, so it's not a big deal, I tell myself. Besides, it's not like I'm going to make a habit out of it. It would just be one time so I could say I've finally done it.

  I mean, I've dated a couple times, but it was never serious. We kissed and made out, but it never got to the level where I even considered having sex.

  I wonder what it will be like when I finally do it?

  I don't think I'd do anything crazy, but I'd want it to be hot.

  I'd want a guy to start by playing with me first. Exploring my pussy with his fingers, lightly playing with my clit. Maybe eating it until I can't take it anymore, and I'm ready to go all the way.

  I imagine how it would feel, after I'm all wet from his tongue.

  To have him slide inside of me.

  Slowly stretching me open and filling all of me.

  To have him thrusting into me, both of us naked – his body undoubtedly hot.

  Me lying under him so I can wrap my legs around him.

  My nails digging into his back as he thrusts deeper each time.

  Calling out his name as I cum.

  Afterwards, I'd have him turn me over and take me from behind. Not anally, of course, as I'm not ready for that level of experimentation yet. But just doggy style, with my ass and pussy bared for him, ready for him to push himself inside me.

  These thoughts are turning me on too much. My pussy is dripping wet while I’m at work!

  I take a deep breath and tell myself to forget about these thoughts because I’ve still got a job to do.

  At that moment, a couple of customers walk in, followed by Marsha. She smiles at me, then walks to her office. I calm my thoughts and put on my most polite smile. I don’t have time to think about silly things like love or sex. I have to work.

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  I want what she's selling.

  The co-owner of my tech company wants to have an auction.

  And he's not talking about one to raise money for a charity.

  He used to attend exclusive events in San Francisco.

  Where billionaires would buy virgins.

  Those don't exist in this small Idaho town where we re-located.

  So he's desperate to find a place to host a satellite auction.

  And he thinks he's found it at the Love in Bloom flower shop.

  I think I've found the perfect woman, in the florist who works there.

  My mouth waters as I see her curvy body walking around selling flowers.

  I'm determined to convince her to host the auction and participate in it.

  She has a strong motivation, since she wants to buy the flower shop.

  But she also wants to be an independent woman, free of commitment.

  She's a lot younger and less experienced than I am.

  She thinks she can host the auction without knowing what she's getting into.

  I, on the other hand, am used to tying women up.

  But I'm not used to wanting to be tied down in a relationship.

  Am I in over my head with the voluptuous little florist?

  Because my heart is in her just as deep as the rest of me is.

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