Page 47 of Savoring Her Sweets

I hadn’t been able to shake my funk. I had hoped that after a while I would shake it off. But, I was having no such luck.

And mostly, I thought about Candy. I hadn’t had nearly enough time with her and I couldn’t believe that I had let her slip through my fingers. I kicked myself every time I thought about it. If I could do it over, I would have told Chad to take a hike and finished my conversation with Candy. She was the only one that I wanted to talk to, anyway.

It was new for me. I’d never been so attracted to anyone,. She was haunting me. That long golden hair, that voice like velvet…I’d never felt so drawn.

I thought back and couldn’t think of a single soul. It was a new and very uncomfortable feeling. It was bothering me more than I cared to admit. She was a stranger to me, but I was obsessed.

“Have you ever left an auction without at least a date?” asked Reid, teasingly.

I thought about it and shook my head. I had never walked away from an auction empty-handed. Even if I didn’t win a date, I would end up with a slew of numbers from some of the women in attendance at the auction. At this one, I hadn’t gotten so much as a whisper.

Maybe I was losing interest in the chase. I really hadn’t felt motivated to want to talk to anyone. The more I thought about it, the more I realized that up until the moment that I saw Candy, I had actually been bored and had thought seriously about leaving.

That is, until I saw Candy. She made me want to chase her to the ends of the earth and I didn’t even know her. I wished that she had have been in the auction. There would have been no way that I would have let her get away from me then. I already knew what I would have done had she been in the auction.

I would have kept my paddle up until I heard those magic words announcing that she was mine. I thought about what would happen if she had auctioned off more than just a date.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I downed the last of my beer and slammed a fifty on the bar. “I gotta go,” I told Reid abruptly. I was already being overtaken my thoughts of Candy and I wanted to be alone. I went home and went straight to my bed, ready to let my imagination take off.

I thought about what would have happened once I won her in the auction. I imagined that there would be no rules or boundaries to what I could do. I could feel my dick getting hard as I thought about commanding her to strip down right there on the stage in front of everyone. I pulled my dick out of my pants, stroking it, watching it grow harder and harder with each stroke. I imagined her perky tits and firm, round ass standing before me, those eyes of hers piercing right through me.

I would tell her to get down on all fours so that I could caress her ass. I would walk right up to the stage, grab her ass, and watch as her pussy lips fell open. I would eat her pussy right there from behind, darting my tongue in and out of her tight hole. I would taste her sweet juices as they flowed out of her.

My cock throbbed as I dragged my fist from the shaft to the head, running my fingers around my rod over and over. I imagined entering her, sliding my dick deep inside of her and feeling her throb around my shaft. I stroked harder and faster, pretending that my hand was her pussy, gripping my dick for dear life.

I would push deeper and deeper inside of her, making her scream with passion. I would hold onto her waist, slamming her body onto mine with as much strength as I could muster. And she would love every minute of it, beg and ask for more, for me to fuck her harder and faster. And of course I would happily obey, pounding her the way she was begging for.

Just imagining her cries of climax were enough to set me over the edge, spurting white hot jets of cum into my hand.

In the aftermath, after cleaning myself up, when I was lying there trying to recuperate, I heard an alert go off on my phone. I reached over and picked it up.

It was an e-mail from the auction organization and I felt a surge of hope. Another upcoming auction. This was probably just what I needed. Obviously, I was spending so much time thinking about Candy that she was invading my fantasies.

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