by Lulu Cherry
"I've still got my cherry. I'm looking for the right man to pop it," I said.
I could feel just barely a little movement in his crotch then.
"Does that excite you?" I said in a husky voice.
"Perhaps. Tell me, babygirl, how do you intend to find this right man?" He asked.
"I've seen him already," I said. "Every night he fucks me."
The Marquis almost paused but then smoothly continued on with the dance.
"He's got a massive cock," I said. "He stands in the shadows of the doorway to my bedroom. He's completely naked, and all he does is watch me."
I lifted my body up with my toes, then came back down. This allowed me to gyrate my body against the Marquis's bulge.
I said, "I'm always naked. I've got nothing but sheets between me and the chilly air. After a while, the man walks to my bed, and he looks down at me."
"Go on," said the Marquis. "What happens then?"
"Then?" I said. "I throw off the sheets. I spread my legs so he can see my pussy, my moist lips. My eyes go to him, and I challenge him to fuck me."
"And does he?" The Marquis asked.
"I already told you he does," I said.
"Yes," the Marquis admitted. "Yes, you did. But tell me how it happens."
"He climbs onto the bed. He gets on his knees between my legs. And then he places the tip of his mammoth cock right up against my hymen."
"Tell me about his cock, how big is it?" He asked.
"It's the biggest cock I've ever seen," I said.
"And, what have you seen?" Asked the Marquis.
I shrugged.
"We've all got the Internet these days," I said.
"I see," said the Marquis. "So then what does he do?"
I let my eyes stare right into the Marquis's.
"He shoves his cock right into me. He stabs me all the way through. He fills me as deep as his giant cock will go."
The Marquis blinked.
"Does he hurt my little babygirl?" He asked.
"Oh, yes, it does hurt now that I think about it," I said. "But I like it. I like that kind of hurt. I love it."
My voice drifts off.
"And then do you wake up?" He asked.
I hadn't told the Marquis it was always a dream, but he had caught on fast.
"Sometimes," I said "But usually he starts thrusting into me. He's so strong. Each of his thrusts is so powerful. I feel I'm nearing some kind of climax. It's going to be the most intense experience of my life. And, then, just before it happens, I wake up."
The Marquis cleared his throat. The pupils in his eyes had dilated.
"I see," said the Marquis. "So what do you do?
"What do you think I do?" I teased.
"I think you reach down with your fingers, and you get yourself off," he said plainly.
I smiled devilishly, and I pushed hard into the bulge in his crotch. I was sure I could feel movement now. I had him!
The Marquis led us toward a shadowy corner of the room. There were sofas and divans lining it.
There already was a masked threesome on a divan going at it even as we arrived. It was a woman and two men. The woman was in the doggy position.
She leaned down low, her breasts over a man's legs. Her mouth was on his cock, as her tongue slowly danced around it.
From behind her, where her well-oiled ass was lifted high in the air making itself available, a man fucked her. I watched as his glossy cock slowly dove into her sweet anus.
I wanted to be that woman.
On the other side of us in the same corner, two women had entirely stripped down and were now naked except for their masks.
They were so intertwined that it was hard to say where one ended and the other began. Each had a leg between the other's leg. Languidly they slid, each stimulating the other's pussy this way.
I would have loved to have been either of them.
The Marquis cast a glance at the threesome and then the couple.
"Surely my babygirl wouldn't do anything so naughty," Asked the Marquis.
"You'd be surprised at what I can do, old man," I said.
Part of me was ready to fuck him. If I could get his cock hard, then why not mount him and fuck him. I was tired of waiting for the man in the shadows.
And the Marquis was hot. Poised and self-assured, muscular and sexy. He was handsome. Why not just fuck him?
But no, I'd have to wait. Some how I knew he was not the man in the shadows.
But still, there was no reason I couldn't show the Marquis just what I could do. I'd wipe that arrogant grin right off his face and leave him in awe.
I got down on my knees in front of him.
"Oh, dear," he said. "And what is this?"
"The power of youth," I said.
I unbuckled his belt. With one hand I slowly pulled it off, while my other hand touched the bulge in his crotch.
Then, I unfastened his pants. With both my hands I brought them down along with his boxers in one swift move.
Then, at last, I saw it, his cock. Oh, his cock. It was huge. It was a long, thick anaconda.
And I'd barely even excited him yet.
Chapter 18
I stood up. I saw an empty sofa behind the Marquis against the wall.
I lay a hand on the Marquis's chest. He stood there naked from the waist down not in the least ashamed. He looked down at my hand.
"You're full of mysteries, babygirl. Now that you've seen my proportions are you going to run away," he said.
"Hardly," I said.
I pushed in on him. I could have been pushing a mountain. But he yielded to me. He began to step backward.
Soon, the backs of his knees were against the empty sofa.
"Sit," I said.
"As you wish," he said.
He sat down. He leaned back. He lay an arm atop and astride the sofa.
Then, he spread his legs wide giving me a full view of his cock and balls. It was a taunt and a challenge. He was daring me.
"So how talented do you think you are?" He said. "I don't think you know at all what I like."
"We'll see," I said.
I could barely believe what I was doing. We were in public. Behind us danced all the people. Were any of them looking?
To either side of us the couple and the threesome noisily engaged in pleasures of their own.
I didn't care about that. I put it out of my head.
I wanted to do this. I had to do it. I had to prove to the Marquis just what I could do.
I had to prove it to myself!
The Marquis's cock lay there like a lazy python. And as for the Marquis, he was so utterly casual about the entire thing.
Just another babygirl, just another blow job. But I was not going to be just another blowjob.
"Do your worst," said the Marquis.
I thought of the boy at the entrance to the mansion. Blowing him had been pleasant and easy. He'd nearly cum before I'd even put my mouth on him.
But this was an altogether different matter.
I got back down on my knees. I slid my hands along his legs until they met just on the outskirts of his ball sack. I leaned in toward his languid cock.
I sniffed the air there, and I found myself enthralled. It was so deep and pungent and manly. I loved the smell of his cock and balls.
I stuck my tongue out as far as it would go. Then, with just the very tip, I touched the large purple mushroom head of his manhood.
I let my tongue linger, tracing out ever-growing circles. Then, finally, with the whole of my tongue, I tasted him fully.
His flesh felt so good across the length of my tongue. It tasted fleshy and salty. I so wanted more!
Lust tempted me. I wanted to just sweep his whole soft manhood into my mouth. Perhaps I could just suck on him until he got hard!
And I felt such an attraction to his cock. I so wanted it in my moist waiting mouth.
But I had to tempt him first. I had to increasingly drive him wild. I wanted hi
m begging for release. Only then would I finally blow him.
For now, I would only lick.
I delivered, slow, tasty, languid licks across the head of his shaft, then down the sides of his entire manhood, then up over the whole length of his shaft.
And yet still his cock remained where it was. It showed no signs of any response. It was like he was challenging me!
What kind of man was he? What was this?
He looked strong, virile, healthy. I knew he was attracted to me. I'd felt it. Hadn't I?
At that moment a woman came out of nowhere.
She was tall and mature. She wore a gold kitty mask that covered her face entirely. She sat on the left side of the Marquis.
The Marquis looked away from me and at her. He nodded to her.
"Hello, Kitty," he said.
"Hello, Marquis," she said.
She smiled briefly at the Marquis. Then she looked at me.
"And who is this lovely young doll?" Asked Kitty.
"My new babygirl. I'm told her name is Tulip," he said.
"Tulip? Oh, a lovely name for a lovely girl," she said.
Then Kitty looked at me and smiled. She then looked at Marquis's cock. She then looked back at me.
"Tulip, honey, you're going to have a hard time with that one," she said. "Hasn't he told you that he usually goes for dicks? That innocent look of yours is appealing but you're just not the right sex."
The blood suddenly started pumping to my head. What did she mean? Then at once, I understood. It made perfect sense.
The Marquis was gay!
Chapter 19
My face burned. I was sure it was scarlet.
All I could see of Kitty were her eyes. I didn't know a thing about her. But I felt sure that she looked down at me like I was a naive fool.
I wanted to give up right then. What the hell was I doing anyway? I wanted to get up and run from that place.
What kind of spell had fallen over me?
Oh, but I really did want the Marquis's cock in my mouth. I did. And I really did want to be in this place with all this wondrous sex taking place around me.
It enthralled me to my core. It had turned on my body in ways I hadn't even dreamed it could be turned on!
If I wanted the Marquis's cock in my mouth, then I was going to get it. I didn't care if he was gay or not. I didn't care who this Kitty person was.
This was going to happen!
I tossed my hair over my shoulder. I looked right at Kitty.
"It's true. We do tend to lean one way or the other when it comes to our sexual desires, but we're all a little bisexual at heart. Don't you think?" I said.
Kitty blinked.
"Well, that might be true for most," she said. "But certainly not for the Marquis. He's been coming here for years. Not once has he ever chosen to be with another woman."
She looked at the Marquis for help. He looked directly at her.
"I'm perfectly content with my new babygirl licking my cock. Now if you'd like to watch or even join in, you're welcome to do so," said the Marquis. "But either way, do please shut the fuck up."
Kitty blinked again. I imagined that behind the mask her mouth had fallen open. She shrugged and leaned back to watch.
But now what?
I stayed calm.
I smoothed my hands up and down the Marquis's legs again. I let my eyes go directly into his.
I had to stimulate his imagination. That was the key to unlocking his lust. He'd seen something in me. And my story had excited him.
He knew I was a virgin. I needed to be sugar and spice and all that's nice.
I continued to pet his legs. I needed to let the mood settle over him. Slowly I let my hands slide along his thighs, once again toward his balls.
When I reached his balls, I took one in each hand. I gently massaged them. With his big balls in my hands, I looked up at him. I caught his eyes.
I slowly licked my lips until I knew they were glossy and gleaming. Then I gave him my absolute best little girl look.
"The truth is, you remind me of my Daddy. Isn't that naughty?" I said huskily.
I sniffed, as if I were just a little brat, his little brat.
"And I don't know what's gotten into me. But I just love this beautiful cock of yours," I whined.
Slowly my hands slid from his balls to his cock. My fingertips traced fragile lines across his shaft.
"Oh, it's so big," I said, deepening my sad voice. "I just can't imagine how it would feel in my mouth. With my lips sliding all over it, while my tongue licks it from beneath."
I sighed. I licked my lips again. My eyes never left the Marquis.
"I don't know anything about...sex," I said. "No one ever taught me. But now I just feel I'd do anything to get this big, thick cock of yours in my mouth."
I ogled.
I leaned my face down right to his cock, my lips just barely touching it. But my eyes still stayed glued right on his.
"Oh, please, Daddy, can't you make me your bitch tonight. Please, I love you. I do," I said.
My tongue stretched out of my mouth. I licked once again across the head of his cock, small little circles.
And still, I stared right into the Marquis's eyes.
"Daddy, I'm gonna lick and suck your cock all night long. You don't have to worry about anything. You just need to lean back, relax, and enjoy it."
I licked a little more, then I brought my tongue back in. I could still taste his cock in my mouth. I swallowed my own saliva, savoring that taste.
"Oh, and Daddy, once I get your cock in my mouth. Mmm. The things I'm going to do then," I said.
"Tell me," said the Marquis, mesmerized.
"Oh, I'm going to suck your cock so hard, Daddy. I'm going to savor it like it's a fine piece of cuisine."
I puckered my lips and lay them on the tip of his cock, kissing it.
Then I said, "I'm going to let your cock slip so far down my throat, my lips are gonna be on your stomach, while my tongue tucks up under your balls, licking them."
"You are?" He gulped.
