Candy was mine.
She met my gaze and it was like the rest of the room fell away. All I could see was her. The cacophony of the auction around me faded away until the auctioneer’s voice rang out: “You, sir, are the winner!”
Panicked, I looked around the room to see who she had been talking to, ready to write a check for a million fucking dollars to get her back if that’s what it takes.
But then I realize everyone else was looking at me. It was me. I had won the auction. I was ecstatic. I didn’t want to waste any more time. I walked right up to the stage, prepared to get my taste. She looked at me, a look on her face that told me that she wasn’t quite sure what I was going to do.
There was a stool on the stage and I sat her down, shoving her skirt up her thighs. She gasped in surprise, but parted her legs for me when I slid a hand up her inner thigh.
I opened her legs wide, dropping down to my knees, and pressed a kiss to her inner thigh.
Her breath came faster and her head fell back as I moved higher and higher.
She was practically shaking with need when I peeled away her panties. The sweet scent of her arousal made my cock pulse with need.
I bent back down and started lapping away at her pussy. She tasted so good and grew wetter by the second. I could feel her writhing beneath my tongue. I held her hips in place, forcing her to stay put. I licked and sucked her pussy, everyone watching and cheering as I did so shamelessly and enthusiastically. The more I licked and sucked at her pussy, my tongue circling her clit and darting in and out of her hole, the more turned on I got. My dick was hard as a rock, straining against my zipper.
Suddenly, her moans got higher and her breath came quicker.
“I-I’m cumming,” she whispered to me.
But I already knew. Her pussy soaked my tongue with her hot juices. I sucked harder, drinking every bit of her in. I wiped my mouth when she had finished, staring down at the glistening folds and feeling my erection throb, aching to slide inside that tight hole.
But I reigned myself in and I walked slowly back to my seat, being greeted by cheers and congratulations as I sat back down. I felt like I had won a major prize.
But, the big prize had yet to be auctioned.
“Now the moment we’ve all been waiting for,” said the auctioneer, looking at the audience with a mischievous look on her face. “Let’s start the bidding for this lovely lady’s virginity, shall we?”
I wanted to scream.
I didn’t want anyone else’s eyes on her, let alone their hands. A taste wasn’t nearly enough, I wanted all of her.
I wanted her all to myself.
I put my paddle up.
The numbers climbed and the same paddle in the back went up, more enthusiastically this time.
We went back and forth for a while, the price soaring to near-record highs. And the fact that it was Candy that was on the docket made this even more amazing to me.
There was no doubt in my mind that I would win, but that didn’t make it any less thrilling when I did.
“Congratulations, sir,” said the auctioneer. “Step forward and claim your prize.”
I looked up at Candy and she looked like cartoon stars were spinning around her head. I didn’t want to shake her up even more so I decided that I wouldn’t take her virginity right there in front of everyone. I would wait until we were in a more private setting. I walked up to the stage and extended my hand towards a dazed Candy. She stared at my hand for a minute before taking it and stepping down from the stage.
“Thank you,” she said robotically.
“You’re welcome,” I said. “I’m more than happy to help.”
“You sound like me,” she said, starting to become more lucid. “I love helping people, too.”
“It does my heart good when I’m able to help someone,” I said. “Especially a woman as beautiful as you are.”
She blushed at my compliment and said thank you. I told her that she deserved it and that I meant every word.
“Wait, you’re not going to fuck me on the stage, too?” she asked, realizing I was leading her away and sounding almost like she couldn’t believe it.
And maybe it was my imagination, but she almost sounded…disappointed.
I shook my head.
“No, I don’t think so,” I said, looking around the room. Eyes were on us, waiting to see what we were going to do.
“Oh,” she sounded puzzled, and this time the disappointment was more evident.
“But, we can meet for a date tomorrow and go from there,” I said.