M/F ~ Virgin Auction ~ OMYM ~ Age Gap ~ BDSM ~ Rough Sex ~ Breeding

I want to take her for a spin on the wooden wheel in my BDSM room

I’ll tie this sexy redhead up, spin her around, have my way with her and even impregnate her.

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“I almost got par on that last hole,” my friend Mark says, sounding proud of himself.

“You still have a long way to go to become any good,” my other friend and business partner, Steve, teases him.

“Yeah, you got started with golfing late; we’ve been hitting the greens every Saturday of the month for years now. Haven’t we, Blake?” our other friend Drew says. “Blake? Earth to Blake.”

“Oh yeah,” I mumble, shaking my head to clear away my distracted thoughts and come back down to Earth.

In my mind, I’d been in Heaven with that sexy redhead who had popped into Club Hot Commodities the last time I’d been there, and then popped back out just as fast.

If only I could get her out of my mind as quickly as she’d gotten out of the club. But instead, she’s stayed stuck in it, to the point where it’s getting ridiculous, really.

Club Hot Commodities is where billionaires like me can buy virgins like her — or at least I hope she’s a virgin. I didn’t get to find out because she’d left so quickly.

And all I’ve been able to think about ever since is devouring those sexy curves until her young, innocent little face is contorting in ecstasy and her perfectly pouty little mouth is opening wide to scream out my name as she cums.

In fact, I’m so consumed with thoughts of her that they get in way of other things I try to do, including things I never had any problem focusing on before, like hanging out with my friends or working — even though before this, some people used to flatter me as being a go-getter while others would accuse me of being a workaholic.

Now, I’m less of a go-getter and more of a daydreamer, constantly sitting around and fantasizing about Tessa.

“That wraps up another day at the office,” Steve says, as he hits his ball into the 18th hole quite easily.

He jokes that this golf course at the country club we belong to is our second office, because he says it clears his mind and helps him think. We come here not just to socialize and network, but also to work out any problems we have with our business and to talk about our financial strategy.

Although lately I haven’t been doing much talking, which seems to really bother Steve, because he teases me about having my head in the clouds recently.

“I don’t know what’s been up with you, buddy, but hopefully it’s nothing a good night at the Club won’t solve.”

I groan, because usually on the same Saturdays that Steve and I golf, we also go to Hot Commodities together. But I have no interest in going now, and I’m internally resolving to come up with some excuse not to.

“We’ll see,” I respond, and start shaking Mark’s hand to change the subject. “Mark, it was good playing with you. I’m glad you came out.”

“Thanks for inviting me. I know I wasn’t very good, but I’ll get there.”

“Practice makes perfect,” Drew says.

“Do you want to grab a drink at the bar and pre-game some before we start getting ready to go out tonight?” Steve asks eagerly.

I can tell he misses me — even though I’m here physically, I’m not mentally, and it shows — but I don’t want to be dragged to the Club, so I decide to decline.

“It’s a bit too early for me to start drinking,” I tell him. “I’m going to head home.”

“Yeah, save up your stamina for tonight,” he says, and I grunt non-committedly before telling them all goodbye and heading home.

Once I walk into my huge house, it feels empty and lonely.

I wonder whether my sexy redhead would be at Club Hot Commodities tonight if I were to go with my buddies like usual, but she sure had seemed like she was in a hurry to get out of there last time.

And if she does return, Adella will call me to let me know.

Otherwise, I’m not interested in going. I’d rather stay in my own home and be with Tessa in my own mind, which has become a favorite pastime of mine.

So, I text Steve that I’m not going to the club tonight because I need to work late at home, and then I turn off my phone because I don’t want to have to read his whining.

I know his response texts would say there’s nothing that important I have to work on that should cause me to miss a night out at Hot Commodities.

But little does he know that I have an exciting night planned with my sexy redhead… in my mind, anyway.

I settle into my jacuzzi tub and let my mind wander to its favorite fantasy as of late — tying the redhead up in my little red room.

I think the leather straps would fit nicely around her dainty wrists. I’d tie her to my wooden spinning wheel so that she could hang upside down with her undoubtedly gorgeous pussy right in my face.

Her legs would be spread open, and her ankles tied to the bottom of the wheel, so that I could have complete access. My face would be close enough to reach my tongue out and taste her pussy.

I bet she’d shiver, and I’d command her, “Hold still and let me do what I paid to be able to do to you.”

“Yes, Sir,” she’d say, nice and submissive, just how I like it.

Then I’d feast on her pussy, pushing my tongue all the way into her hole and sucking out her juices. My cock would get so hard I couldn’t ignore it any longer, just like it’s doing right now in real life.

In my jacuzzi, I wrap a hand around my cock and start stroking it. In my fantasy, I push my cock into my redhead’s upside-down mouth and command her to start sucking on it.

“Mmmprh,” she’d grunt, as I face-fucked her.

“Good girl,” I’d mumble, as I kept sucking on her clit until she started to cum.

I’d watch her little pussy hole quiver and then start spurting out juices everywhere. I’d have no choice but to stick my fingers in there to stop it from overflowing, and while I did, I’d notice how tight and warm she felt.

She’d be going to town on my cock and my balls would be slapping against her chin. I’d roughly finger her until she cried out that it hurt. Then I’d pinch her nipples and slap her breasts.

“You let me decide what’s too rough,” I’d tell her.

“Okay,” she’d say, but it would be muffled because my cock would be stuffing her mouth full.

She’d deep throat me while I’d start fisting her pussy with my whole hand because now that she’d have stopped fighting me and relaxed, she’d be soaking wet.

“Mmmm,” she’d moan, as I made her cum again and while I let my own load of cum loose in her mouth.

She’d choke on it as I shot my load down her throat, so I’d have to take my cock out of her mouth and squirt it all over her face and tits.

“Fuck yeah,” I’d say, as I defiled her perfect curves. “I’m marking you as my own.”

Then I’d spin her around and reposition her so that I could put my cock in her virgin little pussy hole and stretch it wide open.

Meanwhile I’d be squeezing and slapping her ass cheeks until they turned nice and red for me, just like her hair.

“Oh, my God,” she’d moan, as she came over and over. “That feels so good.”

My big cock would be filling her up completely while I shook her ass cheeks back and forth with my hands and made her ride it as well as she could while tied up like that.

“Yes, ride my dick, just like that, ride it good,” I’d command her, until I felt myself getting close to climax again.

Usually, I’d put on a condom right about now. But since this is my fantasy, I don’t think about that annoying little detail.

I don’t want anything coming between her and me. And I have some strange primal urge to put my seed in her. So, I imagine filling up her raw pussy with my cum while in real life I cum in my hand.

Everything about my fantasies with the redhead are different from normal. Because usually, I’d feel relaxed and satisfied right about now. I could finish my bath in peace and then go on about my day or evening.

But now I only want more with my dream girl.

Except not just in fantasy.

I want to be with her in real life and I know I can’t rest until I am.

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