by Amy Brent
“Nikki… Nikki Rhodes?” I had not told him my name and now he had me at a disadvantage. Mitch… Mitch Holden. You probably don’t remember me and I reckon that I was a little like wallpaper during your mother’s sermons. I would like to catch up, but I’m here meeting…meeting…you?” There was a question in there somewhere and I did a quick take of his manly physique and I was quite impressed.
“I thought that I recognized the picture that you sent, but I just couldn’t place you. You were the one that always screamed amen after everybody had already done it. You were so embarrassed that you slumped down in your chair so that nobody noticed. I do remember you and it’s a little hard to forget a guy that speaks with a southern drawl. I have to say that you were the highest bidder.” He had proposed a dollar amount of $250,000. It far exceeded my expectations. I really didn’t feel that I was worth that amount of money.
“I saw the flier and I took a chance. I certainly never thought that it was going to be you. I may have to amend that amount. You are definitely worth a whole lot more than my initial offer. In my eyes, you are priceless. I don’t think that you can put a dollar amount on what you’re willing to give. I do need to know if this transaction is only for the act or perhaps you can throw in a couple of dinner dates. I’ll more than happy to fit the bill.” I hadn’t expected the winner to be so magnanimous and charming. I hadn’t expected him to be handsome and have this raw sexuality that made me gravitate toward what was below his belt buckle.
“I’m sure that can be arranged. A little romance does go a long way. I don’t want you to take what I’m going to say with any kind of offense. I’m just wondering why you would have to resort to these lengths when it’s obvious in my eyes that you could have any woman with the snap of your fingers. You were the one that put $10,000 into the collection plate every time that we were in town. That either meant that you were very generous or you had a lot to repent for.” He was looking down at the top portion of my breasts. He was trying to do it subtly, but there was no way that he could with the way that he was staring at me like I was a piece of meat.
He pushed me in front of him and moved down behind the rack of books. I looked around to see if any cameras were going to catch what he was about to do and I saw nothing to indicate that this town was that technologically advanced.
“I don’t know what you think that you are doing, but this is not appropriate.” I felt him lifting my skirt and his hot hands on my expansive ass had certainly convinced me to do something that was unseemly. “Please…don’t do anything that we’re going to regret later. I don’t know what has gotten into you.” The one thing that was going to get into me was his tongue and the way that he was lapping at the crotch of my panties told me that he was in no hurry.
“You taste divine, but that only makes me want to do this even more. I want to show you that your virginity should not be taken lightly. It shouldn’t be sold in a knee jerk reaction to get back at your mother. That is the reason why you are doing this.” I had no idea that I was that transparent or that he could read me like a cheap trashy novel. “You’re so fucking wet and I would love to bend you over right here and take you. Your lips just grabbed my finger which indicates to me that you like that idea. You like being treated like a bad girl.” He slapped my bare ass by pulling the material into the crack. The angry echo was quite deafening and thankfully, the owner of this establishment was watching a very loud baseball game on television. His attention was not even on us and there were no other customers to stop us from showing our affection.
“I find this very exciting, but I also need to be very careful about how I present myself to the public. My mother would be appalled by my behavior. You’d think that would matter, but it really doesn’t.” He swiped his tongue down the curvature of my spine by lifting my shirt and dragging that moisture closer to the object of his desire. There was no denying that he had me where he wanted me. I had my hands on top of the shelf to keep myself steady. I was watching for any sign that that man was going to turn around and catch us in the act.
He had his hand on the small of my back and that made me arch my fine black weighted ass into his face which nestled his nose deep into the crevice. I found myself swallowing hard and biting into my tongue. His hot oral digit now invaded a very private space. My rosebud was being attacked and the sensation was not for the faint of heart. This was something that had me in stitches and it wasn’t from laughter. The moans that were threatening to escape my mouth were easily some of the loudest that would pierce the air.
I heard his mouth sloppily going after me with a vengeance. His tongue moved forward until it was enveloped inside me like a warm and comforting friend. It was agile and quite something. I wasn’t sure how this was going to feel, but it was so much better than using my own hand. He was inciting a riot between my legs and it had now become such a blaze that it was hard to wonder what could possibly put it out.
“If this is your way of…oh my god…convincing me that I have the right guy, then you’re definitely…oh…on the right track.” My fingers had become white with the kind of effort that I was putting forth to hold myself up. He continued to apply his expertise and I had no doubt that other women had been subjected to his wily ways.
He slapped my ass again and this time the guy watching the ball game turned and got suspicious. I gave him a noncommittal wave, even though deep down, I wanted to scream as the orgasm was finding its way out. The pressure was building and it wouldn’t take much to send me over the edge. I was hanging precariously while holding the man’s gaze and then he turned at the precise moment that I had to close my eyes and concentrate on the pleasure that was radiating through my limbs.
I found myself pressing up against him, making his tongue go just a little bit deeper. That was the last thing that I needed. I felt my knees buckle. It was lucky that he was there holding me or I would’ve made one hell of a crash to attract unwanted attention. He was not slowing down. He was obsessed and I had no idea how I was going to get him from between my legs. I could’ve slapped him or pulled away, but it wasn’t everyday that a woman found a man to grab the reins like this.
I didn’t like the drama that my mother was causing, but I was ready to fight fire with fire. The sheen across his lips and the way that he licked me with precise timing told me that he was more than ready to take the next step. He lazily licked the inside of thighs to get what had dripped from my overanxious hole. I was slightly amazed and the idea of the auction was now the furthest thing from my mind. Mitch had shown me how he felt in action more than words. It was more than enough to give him the right of first refusal.
“I think that you have proven your point. If you can do that with your tongue, then I can only guess what I’m in store for. I do need you to remember that I’m a virgin. The money may not seem that important, but it’s my way out of this. It’s my way to leave my hypocritical mother in my dust and never have to think about how she has ruined my life.” I still loved her and I probably would forever, but that didn’t take away that she had never been able to practice what she preached.
“That was some delicious pie and I have to say that your ad didn’t do you the kind of justice that you deserve. This pie was one that I would like to have every day for the rest of my life. This is the kind of pie that should be boiling inside. I believe that your baking skills are needed at a no tell motel that is not too far away from here. I can promise you clean sheets, but no mint on the pillow. If you were amenable, I would need a couple of days to arrange a secret rendezvous. We could take my private jet and be halfway across the Atlantic before your mother even had a chance to know where you were at. You could sneak out early in the evening and I could have you back by the time that she woke up in the morning if that is what you want. Would this be something that you would consider, or am I going a little bit too far?”
“I don’t know if there’s anything that you could do that would make me feel threatened. You have these kind blue eyes, but you also
have a fire that has been undiscovered for quite some time. I can’t put my finger on it, but your affection for me is one that was born from a longing. I never did see you that way, but now I don’t see you any other way. I would love to go on this adventure with you. I would love for you to make my first time something that I will never forget.” He was still on his knees with my ass spread and looking at me like I was special and wanted.
“I’m going to make all of your dreams come true. The money for me is superficial and I really would like to put that aside for now. Don’t worry, I will pay you, but I don’t wanna make that the reason why we’re doing this. It would be so much better that we just let our passions unfold naturally. I don’t want to make it seem like some sort of banking transaction.” I made sure to give him the coast is clear sign and then he casually walked out with his lips still showing a bit of my excitement.
I had to stay there for another 20 minutes before I was able to move successfully without looking like I was drunk. He had blown my mind and my body was quite susceptible to his terms. It was going to be interesting to see what money could buy for a woman that really didn’t know anything more than the front of that Chevy truck.
Chapter five
“I’m going out early tonight and I don’t want you to think that gives you license to act up. I may not be here in person, but I will always be looking down through the eyes of god. He’ll know what you’re up to and then he will inform me.” That kind of threat might have worked when I was younger, but it wouldn’t anymore. He may have been all knowing and all seeing, but his powers did not make my mother a disciple of his. She was using his word to supply us with the kind of lifestyle that would keep a roof over our head. “I have a few fine details to iron out with one of my parishioners. I wouldn’t wait up and it might be a long night. I’ll pop in on you when I get home.”
If she was doing what I thought that she was doing, then popping in on me when she got home was not going to be necessary. She would probably be too drunk or hanging off the arm of some unsuspecting victim that had fallen for that exotic flair that she provided. It was funny and in one direction there were the perfect followers praising Jesus and giving their allegiance by filling the collection plate. Going the opposite direction was a den of depravity and most likely a bar begging with its own different kind of followers.
“It’s not like this town can offer me anything of real substance. I’m just going to listen to music and then turn in early.” What she didn’t know was that I had a date with my destiny and that of Mitch Holden a cowboy with a heart of gold.
She thought that she could read me and this one time I played her bluff like that of a seasoned poker player. I did not give in or show any change in my demeanor that would indicate that I was lying.
“Be sure to lock up. I’ll be back sometime later and there’s food in the cupboards if you get hungry. I wouldn’t say no to some of your famous chili. I believe that I might be famished in the morning and will need that sustenance to keep me going.” There was that smirk on her face. She was probably envisioning what that young man was going to look like underneath her or over top of her. How he would drive her into the mattress with no compassion and only one thing on his mind.
When she was gone, I waited a suitable amount of time before preparing the chili and waiting for it to simmer on low heat. I finally turned it off and then I grabbed the bag that I had packed and was stepping out of the trailer when his pick-up truck, a gleaming black model of modern technology came screaming into existence. He threw open the door and I climbed inside feeling like I was doing something wrong.
He grabbed my hand and placed it on his cock. I could feel the unfurling of his flag beginning to salute.” I just wanted to show you what kind of effect you have on me.” He let go and I think that he was expecting me to pull away, but that was not how this was going to play out. I massaged the length, squeezing it before finally being brave enough to pull it out to see it in all its wonder. It was waving back and forth majestically with a clear drop of fluid that had me dipping my head to sample his wares.
He swerved off the road but then finally regained his composure enough to drive white knuckled all the way.
“I don’t know what I did to deserve you, but I must’ve been extra nice to somebody up there.” His hips were bucking off the chair and he was making me take 7 inches of his 9 inch spike down my throat. This was not the first time that I had gone down on a man, but this was the first time that I actually felt like the man was worth my time. “You really are unlike any other woman that I’ve been with. You have a real passion that shines through. You need to experience life and I’m just the man that is going to give you a bird’s eye view of what you have been missing.” I’d reached into his shorts and pulled out his balls. They were quite full and stretching the skin of his sack.
I stroked the thickness and could feel the veins crisscrossing over the length of him. The feel was something that I needed in my life. I had denied myself this pleasure because of my mother’s insistence to keep my legs closed. I would’ve played by her rules for a couple of years more. I couldn’t do that after what I overheard in the trailer. It was time to break every one of those rules. I took a deep breath and inhaled those last couple of inches. I heard his heavy breathing and the gasp of approval at my technique. I looked up with my mouth full to see that he was surprised by my aggressive nature.
“If that is what I get for taking you to the Airport, then I can only imagine what will transpire once we get in the air. I’m sure that you’ve heard of the mile high club. I would like to make you a member of that very selective club. I’ve already been a member for quite some time, but I’ve only done that once. It was with a stewardess and let’s just say that we caught each other’s eye and couldn’t let it go.” I was hoping that he was going to get into more detail, but apparently he didn’t want to upset my disposition.
I had my hands on his balls and my heated my palm was keeping them from overheating. I was consciously aware of the way that vein reacted every time that I bottomed out with my mouth. I was supplying him with enough spit that it was making it easier to manhandle. I was sliding up and down with my fingers enclosed with my head now over top of him. My tongue was making circles around the crown and really touching on that sensitive spot that had become something of a known fact. Thomas was the one that had showed me, but we had no way to finish. It was a good thing that we didn’t. He didn’t deserve the kind of girl that would bend over backward to please him.
He drove while I devoured the only thing on the menu that was worth taking into my mouth. This sausage was long and fat. It was a meal that was fit for an ebony queen like me. I had him pushing up against me with his hands firmly on the steering wheel to deliver us to the tarmac where he parked and let me continue to explore to my heart’s content.
“I need to warn you. If your intention is to get me off, then you’re not going to have to wait much longer. My cock is deep in your mouth and every time that you surface it’s like something is missing. Then you inhale the entire thing again and I’m at a loss for words.” His knob was mushroom shaped and was showing signs that things were indeed coming to a close.
I should have stopped what I was doing, but I was too interested in the final results. Instead of stopping, I put more emphasis into what I was doing. This was the persistence that he had not experienced, but was about to.
“Jesus…oh my Jesus…this is going to be a big one.” He let my inexperienced mouth work him into submission. His knob began to pump out a volume of sweet seed that I was more than anxious to swallow. The taste sensation could not be beat and was something that every woman would love to get their mouth on. He was that palate cleanser after a steak dinner. His discharge was quite forceful and I had to hold him down. If I didn’t, he probably would have shot everywhere and made quite the mess in the process.
I saw him shaking and even after he was done, he was still riding the wave of pleasure. I had prolonged
that excitement by hanging onto his balls and then squeezing the last little bit out from the top. I licked it off quickly and I found that his body was now calling the shots. He might have had the kind of willpower that could withstand an interrogation, but this was no ordinary interrogation. Sex had a funny way of making a man do the most amazing things without even thinking about it.
I tucked him back in, but I coyly looked at him with my finger to my lips to indicate that I was still that sweet little innocent girl. He didn’t buy it for a second and had to take a moment. “I don’t know what possessed you to do that, but I suppose what was good for the goose is good for the gander. I did surprise you by eating you out from behind in that book store. I don’t normally do insane things like that, but you have a funny way of bringing out the devil in me. I guess on some small level, I do the same thing for you and I think that I am glad for that.” He got out and made his way around to the other side to open my door.
He had this real generosity of spirit and I just hoped that I wasn’t taking advantage of his good nature. “I want to stop you right there before we go any further. I don’t know what’s going to happen, but I do know that I feel that I could really have some fun with you. I don’t want you to think that this is long-term, even though I have to say that I have enjoyed my time with you.” I had grown accustomed to his face. When he wasn’t with me last night, I was constantly thinking about him without any effort whatsoever.
“I never even thought about your feelings. It must be difficult for you to think about giving your cherry to an almost complete stranger. I don’t consider you that way, but I’m not the one that’s doing this. This is the kind of money that will set you up for life. You would never have to work again and I could even advise you on investments that are easy money. You could conceivably double or triple the funds that I’m going to give you in $100 bills. If it helps, I’m going to give you the money regardless of whether or not we do anything. What I’m saying is that you can leave and I won’t try to stop you. I appreciate the position that you put yourself in and I’m glad that I’m the one that you chose. It makes me a little worried at who you could’ve ended up with. You had other prospects. I stood out from the rest of the crowd for a reason. I couldn’t risk that somebody would outbid me, so that is the reason why I gave you the offer that I did. $250,000 is not chump change to most people, but for me it’s just another day at the office.” He was making it sound like money really didn’t concern him and I suppose if you had it, you wouldn’t even worry that you lost some of it to someone else.