Buying The Virgin Part 1-3

MICHAEL

Charlotte writhes, stretching and smiling, her green-grey eyes intense. “I think I’ll leave that to the masseur.”

Relaxing back, she lies framed by her sea of red hair, her skin very pale even against the white towel, spine arched, knees slightly akimbo. She gazes at me, lips slightly parted.

Jeez….

My cock twitches, balls pulling upwards.

I want to fuck your face, Babe…. Get my cock into that beautiful mouth…. Spill over your tongue and watch you lap it up.…

Locking with her eyes all the while, I oil my hands, rubbing my palms well to warm up.

I start at her feet, manipulating the toes, gliding through to her ankles before working her calves with the heel of my hand.

Her breathing is slow and deep….

Do I do the whole thing….?

…. let’s see what she wants…

Moving upwards to her thighs, I work the muscles deeply as she begins to tremble, a shuddering that rises from her pelvis, transmitting through her flesh to my fingers….

And I can almost see her growing wetter….

Should I take the towel away….?

…No, not yet…. make her wait….

I skip to the far reach of her body.

Still sitting with one hip balanced by her on the bench, pressing the pads of my fingers against either side of her temples, I circle the skin behind her ears. Skimming behind to the base of her skull, I lift her slightly at the neck, and she arches into my massage/caress. Sliding up into her hair, I work her scalp, all the time her breathing deepening, and now, quickening….

I’ll make you gasp soon, Baby…

Her eyelids begin to flutter. “Don’t relax too much,” I say.

She opens her eyes again, slightly showing her teeth in a semi-smile…

Time to fire up….

“Look at me…”

eyes widen to meet with mine

down to her shoulders, kneading through to her muscles with fingers and thumb, bending to nibble at the delicate skin of her neck. Her breath hitches and she turns, reaching up to kiss the side of my face, her hand sliding into

pants

Fuck the massage….

of my hands, mouthing at a nipple. I suckle gently, and it puckers and tightens between my lips, hardening when I

her naked for me, thighs parted in invite, her skin gleaming from the oil. I glide a palm down across her stomach, over the vee of her thighs. She

Babe, you’re not

further, she is slick and warm. Testing her pussy, she quivers under my hand as I briefly

don’t want to do

thighs part wide for me, inviting me in, then wrap around me. Her arms swing

slide my arms under her, lifting her a little, pulling her into my embrace.

I murmur. “We can’t be too noisy

She nods, smiling dreamily.

inside you, Babe, don’t

as I move slowly within her, not yet thrusting, but working up her

In

I don’t think so….

No pressure then….

to climax. She simply needs the closeness. All the while I work her body,

to kiss me. “My

that from, Babe? No-one ever

tight, I spurt into her, once, twice, her tightness around my shaft increasing as she contracts around me, I think deliberately,

are twisting into my hair, I pump a final

“Sorry. Didn’t mean to

she doesn’t speak, simply kissing my

Yeah…. she’s fine now.

“Let’s go find James.”

*****

CHARLOTTE

weary of seeing blue eyes, brown eyes, scars, black hair, long beards, goatee beards, clean-shaven, bald, sharp-eyed, dull; hundreds of them. On the laptop, I set the

a tray

“Oh, lovely. Yes, thanks.”

over

not even sure now, I would recognise someone I knew. It was so long ago. I was just a kid, and…. and I think I’m going blind looking at this

random strangers

they’re suspects in people trafficking cases,