Buy Me

by Cassandra Dee

  But the big man was like a coiled spring, the atmosphere tense with restrained energy.

  “Fuck,” he ground out. “Fuck fuck fuck.”

  And that’s when I lost it.

  “You’re not the one who should be cussing,” I shrieked. “I’m the one. I went up to be auctioned, just like you wanted, and you’re the one who ruined it for me! Your sperm came dribbling out at exactly the wrong moment. That’s why they aborted the whole thing, jerking me off stage, because you shot your sperm into me, making it look like I wasn’t a virgin.”

  The big man was completely still, eyes blazing, just taking me in. I shivered self-consciously, but with female awareness too. Because I was still completely nude, big boobies showing, his semen trickling from my sweet spots, sitting on his bed.

  And all of a sudden he was on me.

  “That’s right,” he rasped, those big hands all over me, touching everywhere. “That’s right, this sweet little body is dripping with my jism and we might as well make it real now.”

  And with a jerk and a heave, he plunked me around so that I was on all fours, pussy and ass facing his way.

  “Might as well make it for real now,” he growled again before diving in.

  And oh god, it felt so good. Because the billionaire knows exactly what he’s doing, he’s a pro with women’s bodies and I was getting the benefit of his experience now. He went to town on my curvy haunches, stroking up and down my thighs before burrowing his face into my behind.

  “Aaaah!” I cried out, lifting my head, profile tilted upwards. His tongue was so amazing against my pussy, so slickly wet, touching exactly where it was supposed to, chills running down my spine. “Aaaah!” I cried out again.

  The big man grunted into my ass.

  “That’s right, you’re getting it for real now,” he growled. “All that semen trickling from your holes? It’s not gonna stop for the next couple days, you’re gonna be completely cum-filled, plugged up with my sperm.”

  And with that, he took another long, slow lick of my pussy, tongue going up and down my labia, stopping to niggle my clit, playing against my sensitive nub before biting down, pinching that wet flesh.

  “Fuck yeah,” he ground out. “Fuck yeah.”

  I wanted to show him how much I wanted it, I wanted to convey to Mr. White how this is what I’d hoped for all along, the culmination of my dreams. So lowering my shoulders to brace them on the bed, big boobies smashed against the coverlet, I reached my hands behind myself and pulled my ass cheeks apart, offering myself, offering him everything I had to give.

  “Oh yes,” I moaned. “Oh yes, oh yes.”

  Jared just grunted again, this time pulling my labia open and stroking his tongue up and down over my pink insides.

  “Fuck you’re so wet,” he ground out. “Fuck, you’re fucking drenched.”

  It only made me drip even harder, but I’m a dirty vixen and the words that sprang from my lips surprised even me.

  “Mr. White,” I said coyly. “Can you taste your sperm still? Can you taste your sperm inside me? Because I think it’s still coming out.”

  And sure enough, I felt another tell-tale slide within myself, the white pouring once more from my orifices. I wiggled my butt, enticing him, baiting the big man.

  “Lick it,” I purred throatily. “Taste yourself inside me.”

  And the alpha is one dirty mofo because he did more than lick. He pressed his mouth to my cunt hole and formed a seal with his lips, literally vacuuming the stuff right out, sucking me dry, swirling his tongue all around my sensitive folds.

  “Fuck,” he panted once he was done, smacking his lips, fingers still prying my puss apart. “Fuck that was fucking dirty.”

  I giggled even as my cunt pulsed. Because yeah, it was nasty but deliciously good, I loved every second of the dirty deed, my pussy was pulsing uncontrollably, creaming wildly with lust. But I’d underestimated Mr. White. He’s an experienced alpha to my naïve virgin and I’ve never even dreamed of the things he knew, the things he could do with a masterful touch.

  Because in the next instant, that mouth was back and he’d formed a seal around my asshole, deploying the same technique. I shrieked, I shivered, body arching involuntarily.

  “Be still,” he commanded, voice raspy. “Hold still baby girl because I’m gonna drink my semen from your ass.”

  And I shivered again, pulsing with lust, creaming wildly, ready to go wherever he led. Because this completely blew my mind, it was so fucking nasty and yet Mr. White was on it. I trembled, unmoving as a doe as his lips formed a vacuum seal around my asshole and then it happened. Oh yeah, Jared sucked all his sperm from my butt, the white trickling down his throat, his own DNA the tastiest stuff on earth.

  “Unnnh!” I moaned, burying my face in the pillows, quaking with lust, pussy dripping hard. “Unnnh!”

  Jared just leaned back behind me.

  “That’s right,” he ground out. “Daddy just sucked his sperm from your body so you’re empty now. Does that feel good, baby? Does that feel good?”

  I lifted my head, craning to look at him over my shoulder.

  “It does feel good,” I panted. “But Daddy, I don’t like being empty. Can you fill me again? Can I get a second dose?”

  The look on the alpha’s face went from hungry to raging lust in two seconds flat, dark streaks slashed across his cheeks, a tick in his jaw pulsing wildly.

  “Of course I can,” he rasped, dick tip probing my soft folds from behind. I whined then, bumping my butt against him, trying to get him into me. “Of course I can.”

  I moaned lustily, shooting him one more inviting look.

  “Do it then, Daddy, do it.”

  But Mr. White’s a dirty mofo.

  “Honey, you know Daddy’s not gonna hold back. You know Daddy’s been dying to get into this pussy for ages, that once I’m in you’re mine for good.”

  I whimpered then.

  “I know, I know,” I panted desperately. “I want it, I want to be yours. Please Daddy, now!”

  And with that, he thrust inside. This was no achy, slow slide, no tentative spread of my pussy. One second he was outside, and next, he’d was embedded deep, balls to the wall in my sweet cunt.

  “Unnnh!” I gasped, jolted to the core of my being. Oh god, he was so big and I felt split in two, like I was a hog on a stick. Oh god, oh god, it was unbelievably fantastic, I’ve never had anything in myself and now I was fully taken, lodged on a massive dick, unable to move.

  The big man paused for a moment, his chest heaving hard.

  “You okay?” he rasped hoarsely. “You okay? It’ll hurt at first baby girl, but I promise, it goes away.”

  My mind spun, trying to assess where I was. Because the surprise had been so sudden that I hadn’t even registered my hymen breaking. I’d heard stories of the most painful tears, bleeding that wouldn’t stop for days, but I knew that wouldn’t be the case with me. He was so massive, so penetrating and forceful, that I hadn’t even noticed my tissue breaking. I was a slut through and through, and wiggling my ass, I moaned appreciatively, loving the taste of my first dick.

  “No Daddy,” I panted. “You were so fast that I didn’t feel it,” I moaned. “Give it to me again.”

  The big man chuckled hoarsely behind me, hands stroking my haunches, grabbing fistfuls of ass and squeezing.

  “That’s my little slut,” he ground out. “That’s my dirty whore that I love so much.”

  And with that, he began moving inside me. Oh god, it felt so good, the delicious friction, the brush of his pole against my clit, making me whine and scream. My body began to dissolve, insides melty and warm, a haven for his cock, embracing him everywhere, gripping that fuckpole tight.

  “Unnnh,” I moaned, burying my face in the pillow once more, curvy body shaking with every hard push, each slow slide as he withdrew, cockpole covered with my wet juices. “Unnnh.”

  Mr. White merely chuckled behind me again.

  “Baby likes it, don
’t you?” he chuckled. “Because honey, this is just a preview. Daddy’s taking your ass too, Daddy’s gonna move onto phase two now.”

  I held completely still then, disbelieving. Oh my god, he was gonna take my pussy and ass in the same session? It was insane, I was a virgin not two seconds ago, and now I was going to harbor a penis in my butt, accommodating him twice? With no break?

  But the big man merely laughed throatily behind me.

  “That’s right honey bun,” he rasped. “Daddy’s a dirty fuck and you’ve been bad. You’ve been a fucking slut, sneaking behind Daddy’s back, and now you’re gonna pay for it.”

  And without any hesitation, he pulled out then before lining his tip up with my pleats.

  “Unnnh, Daddy!” I cried out. “Please go slow, please!”

  The big man merely chuckled deeply in back of me.

  “Little girl,” he ground out nastily. “You’re gonna eat it whatever way I’m serving it. No mercy.”

  And with that, his dick began to probe. I moaned lustily, squeezing my eyes shut, willing my ass to relax. God, this was so wrong, his dick was coated in my vaginal fluids, probably still a smear of blood on that thick shaft, and now we were doing this? Now, he was gonna own my ass as well?

  But Mr. White is thorough if nothing else, and slowly, his dicktip wedged itself inside.

  “That’s right,” he ground out. “Open up that ass, give it up for Daddy.”

  And the vixen in me took over. Because just like before, my hands moved backwards until they clutched a cheek in each fist, and before I knew it, I was pulling myself wide, opening my anus to him for better access.

  “Do it Daddy,” I moaned. “Assfuck me good.”

  And with a pop, a grunt, and a slide, suddenly he was in. That’s right, my sphincter relaxed, and suddenly that massive dick was embedded in my bottom, Jared’s penis so long and thick that I thought it might pop out from my throat, owning me so hard.

  “Yes,” I panted. “Yes, yes, yes.”

  The alpha chuckled behind me.

  “Feels good, doesn’t it?” he ground out. “My slutty baby loves dick up her ass.” And seizing my haunches, gripping my white flesh with both hands, slowly he began running that massive fuckpole in and out, drilling me deep, making my brown hole work.

  “Unnh, you’re tight,” he rasped. “Unh, unh.”

  And with that, I shattered. I don’t know if it’s because I’m an ass girl specifically, or if it’s because I’m a slut around this man, I want it every which way. But after just a minute of deep dicking, I was done for. My back straightened with a jerk, and my anus gave it up, clenching around him, clamping like the jaws of a piranha.

  “Unnnnnh!” I screamed, letting out a full-on shriek, boobies swaying as my body jerked. “Unnnh! Unnnh!”

  And the hard spasms, the wild pulsations of my body pushed Jared over the edge too. Because with a roar, a grunt, and then a jerk of his hips, he came. That penis began spurting within me, hot, juicy lashes of semen flying up into my anal canal, coating my rectum with bubbly white.

  “FUCK!” he roared. “Fuck fuck fuck!”

  It felt amazing, I’ve never had a man come in me before, but it made me feel so feminine, so wanted and taken. My ass merely pulsed more, milking him, drawing every drop of that semen deeper. But Mr. White is a two-hole type of guy. Because mid-splash, in the middle of a hot gust, he pulled from my ass and shoved that thick cock into my pussy, the wet folds embracing him.

  I squealed again, eyes opening wide, shocked beyond belief. Oh my god, he was giving me a two-fer now? In the middle of his orgasm, he was gonna come deep and hard in my twat as well? But evidently so because a couple more deep spurts came barreling out, coating my inner chamber, the hot jizz so deliciously virile and dirty.

  “Yes,” I moaned, bucking beneath him, body lost in a hurricane of sensation, pussy and ass pulsing in rhythm, loving the feel of this man’s cock. “Yes, yes.”

  And with that, he came like Niagara Falls, gallons of jism pulsing into me, claiming my chambers as his own. Oh god, I loved it, I belonged to this man, and feeling his sperm mark me, taking me completely hurtled me over the edge, pushing me into freefall. It was earth-shaking, my entire body seized in convulsions, pussy and ass winking and blinking with hot liquid within, quaking with feminine desire.

  But slowly, I came too once more, my eyes opening, dazed, body heaving and pulsing still with aftershocks. I was flat on my stomach, wrung out and sated, pussy and ass achy, and yet oh so complete.

  “Jared?” I moaned quietly. “Jared?”

  He moved in back of me then, making me pant. Because his dick was still in my bottom, that huge, hard length rubbing against my most sensitive parts and I squealed slightly then.

  “You’re gonna be sore for a while,” he soothed, lips brushing the back of my neck, big hands stroking my breasts, tenderly, like he cared. “You’re gonna be sore baby, it’ll be hard to walk for a while, but don’t worry, it gets better.”

  I moaned once again, giving myself to the big man. Because this was exactly where I wanted to be. In his arms, his cock in my body, both my holes overflowing with his seed. This was my paradise, my nirvana, and life couldn’t get any better. So I merely pushed myself down a little, my rump sinking deeper onto that hot shaft, and turned my head to catch his lips in a lingering kiss.

  “Yes, Daddy,” I whispered. “Yes I know. I love you, Jared White.”

  And with that, I snuggled against him once more and fell into a deep, dreamless sleep.

  CHAPTER EIGHT

  Abby

  What I thought was the beginning of our love story was actually the end. Because I thought Jared and I had a communion of the minds, as well as a meeting of the bodies. Jared had finally done what we’d both longed for. He’d taken my cherries, front and back both, and I belonged to the alpha now, I was his completely.

  But chalk it up to being a virgin and a hopeless naïf, because there was no agreement at all. What I interpreted as a deep and strong bond, what I thought was the first chapter of a real relationship, was nothing more than a hot fuck for him. Yeah, I was nothing more than one more notch on the bedpost for Mr. White, a new name in his black book. Because when I woke up, I was alone. More than alone, I was by myself in a strange hotel room god knows where, disoriented and afraid.

  “Jared?” I asked in a tremulous voice, not more than a whisper. But there was no sound, the room was ghostly still, not even the hum of the A/C. “Jared?” I called out, a little louder this time.

  But despite the luxurious surroundings, the silk curtain swags, the massive California King bed, the silence was thunderous, making a chill run down my spine. I scrambled up, pushing curls out of my face. What the hell had happened? Tiptoeing, I got up and limped over to the bathroom, ass and pussy sizzling still, a desperate reminder of him.

  The bath was just as elegant as the bedroom, ice-white marble fixtures, a huge tub and a huge shower stall, more than enough to fit two people. But that was the problem. Where was Jared? Where was I, for that matter? What was going on?

  And slowly, as the minutes ticked by, I realized what had happened. The billionaire had gotten what he wanted, and now he was through. He’d craved my virginity, and the second he took it, he was done. Mr. White was a bastard of the worst sort, probably the kind of guy who only did virgins. He was probably the kind of guy who used each girl once, breaking through their hymens and then tossing them onto the trash heap.

  I stared at myself in the mirror. Was this really happening? Were we really done, I was just another addition to the discard pile? It seemed unreal, we’d shared so many kisses, I’d poured my heart into our loving, into everything that we had together. But as I stared at my wan, pale face, the truth came crashing down like a tidal wave. Because I was just a naïve virgin, and Mr. White was a powerful, charismatic man, he’d taken hundreds of women before, a master at female seduction. And now that we’d reached the final chapter, he’d had his minions whisk me off whil
e I was sleeping to some unnamed hotel, ditching me here to wake up on my own. I slumped, shoulders crumbling under the realization. Oh god, oh god, it was all over and I only had myself to blame. I was the fool, an innocent fool, sure, but it was still my fault for falling into the billionaire’s trap. Why, oh why was I so dumb? Why hadn’t I listened to the alarms, the warning bells, every voice that spoke so loudly, making my head pound?

  It was because I was in love. Against all odds, in the space of a week, I’d fallen for the billionaire. Without meaning to, I’d been captivated by that charismatic personality, the casual charm shielding a complicated soul. I’d tumbled head over heels for Jared White, believing that I could own a man like this, that he’d find me interesting, someone half his age, innocent and naive.

  And so it was my own fault. It was my fault totally, and slowly I looked around the room. Sure enough, my clothes were there, the same garments I’d arrived at the Billionaires Club with. They felt plain and drab now, although I’ve been wearing jeans and t-shirts my whole life. After the excitement, the roller-coaster of emotions, feelings, and sensations, suddenly my old life was nothing but a shadow. How would I live? How would I be able to survive, going back to my humdrum existence after experiencing the incredible with the big man? My heart cracked, hot tears slipping down my cheeks. I didn’t want to, but I had to. I had to be Abigail Williams once more, college student, and that was the long and the short of it. There was no choice. My adventure at the Billionaires Club was over, and even though I’d known it would end sometime, I hadn’t anticipated this. I hadn’t foreseen that I’d be left forlorn and lost, heart aching, booted back to my old life with nothing but memories of the man I loved.

  CHAPTER NINE

  Jared

  Aw, shit. Aw shit shit shit. I stared at the glass of amber liquid in my hand and raised a hand for another. Shit, I needed to get a hold of myself. I’m a drinker for sure, but lately, the habit had gotten crazy. From three drinks a night, I’d started doing four, and now I was looking down the hatch at my fifth.