I had one of my weird sex dreams this morning!
I was at a social event. (ugh I hate them) it was an auction. Bid on somebody. Then go on a date. A charity event.
The bidding was going well. The women were making a lot of money, men were bidding their money on them. I found the whole event distasteful. A woman or man wasn’t chattel to be bought for amusement. Maybe it was my feminist views.
“Oh get over it! its for charity!” a friend rebuked me. “You are not up there! Aren’t you thankful!”
“Oh yeah. So thankful!” I take another sip of my drink.
“If you dislike it so much, maybe you should put a bid in” the friend teased.
I choked on my drink. “Why would I want to do that?”
“To rescue them?” she laughed.
I scowled. “Dont be ridiculous.” I dismissed her suggestion as easily she made it.
Soon there was only one woman left. She was beautiful. Her red hair was cut in a reverse bob, that framed her dainty features. Tiny freckles sprinkled her nose and cheeks. She wore an emerald green sheath dress.
“You should bid,” my friend persisted. “The man that started the bid at 200, is a horrible man. There are rumours he treats his women like animals.”
My eyes shifted from the woman on the stage to the man standing a few feet away. He was quite obese, his features slovenly kept. His eyes were beady, the unholy light within left me feeling chilled. I grimaced. Good lord, how was he allowed in Polite Company!
“And you want me to be her savior?” I snorted.
“You cant keep your eyes off her.” my friend insisted.
“What do you suggest I do, if I win this bid?” I shot back.
“It is up to the winner to provide whatever kind of entertainment” my friend answered, “I bet you are thinking about it right now!”
The entertainment I wanted was having the woman screaming my name as I made her cum. I scowled.
as the bid got higher, other men started to get cold feet and began to back out leaving few opposition to the Pig Man. “What is their problem?” I asked. “Dont they have any back bones?”
my friend laughed. “maybe they arent that generous”
“Alright.” I put my drink down. I raised my hand.
All eyes went to me. The man scowled. “You cant bid, its men only.”
“I dont see any rules about gender,” I answered coolly. “Shut your mouth before you make yourself appear more like a jackass.”
On stage, the woman smiled at me gratefully.
Pig Man glanced at me then the woman, “You cant be serious taking this bid!” he shouted at the auctioneer.
“She is right, there are no rules on who bid. It is for Charity, George.” the auctioneer replied coolly.
“This is outrageous! You are letting some stupid bitch outbid me!” George whirled around to face the crowd. “Surely someone, some gentleman will put a bid in!”
He was met with stony glares and scandalized whispers.
“Do you wish to continue, George?” I asked, “do so now. You are wasting my time and everybody else’s with your temper tantrum.”
“How dare you!” George snarled. “No woman will tell me what to do!”
“I just did.” I snapped. “He will forfeit his bid.” I motioned to security. “Please escort George out.”
George stammered a protest as three men surrounded him, and hastened his exit.
“I see you have outdone yourself again,” the auctioneer sighed. I laughed as I apologised for the scene.
“Thank you!” arms suddenly wrapped around me.
Startled I found myself staring down into blue eyes. “You are welcome,”
“I thought I would have to go with that jerk!” the woman released me blushing. “You saved me.”
“Again, not a problem” I hesitated waiting for her to give me her name.
I blinked at the unusualness of her name. “Star.” I echoed, “nice to meet you.”
“Will it be to forward if I ask you to take me home. I don’t know if George will be waiting outside.”
I smiled. “Oh sure. Don’t worry there is security.”
We retrieved our clutches and coats from the coatroom and flagged a town car.
Once we were on the way to her apartment, she twisted in her seat to face me. Her hand touched mine. Startled I glanced down then back up at her.
Star smiled shyly, and peeked up at me from her long thick eyelashes. “I am kind of glad you rescued me.”
“I am not your saviour.” I smiled.
“You were kind of brave going up against that pig George!” she protested. “I was positively shivering with fright when I saw his hand go up! I heard he beats his lovers!”
I shrugged. “It was callous of the men not to bid against him.”
“Perhaps,” Star bit her lower lip. “I have also heard other things.”
‘About George? Dont worry about him” I soothed her.
“No, about you.” Star moved closer.
“Me?” I was astonished. “What have you heard?”
“Well, its quite” she broke off. Her cheeks turned pink. “embarrassing.”
“What is it?”
“Do you know Livy and Lena Hart” she asked softly.
The names sounded familiar. The mother and daughter had been a previous conquest. A memory of a voluptuous older dark hair woman with generous breasts and a younger version of herself, spread underneath me while I enjoyed their bodies.Both were lost in ecstasy. the duo locked in 69. Livy’s tongue licking furiously at her daughter’s clit, while Lena and I sucked hard on her mother’s clit. My pussy hummed with the memory of their orgasmic screams.
I stared unblinkingly at Star “Yes. Do you know of them?” I asked neutrally.
“Yes,” Star whispered. “I was there that night.”
“Oh.” I did not know what to make of that.
“I was unsure of what I wanted. I know now.” Star took my hand and placed it on her thigh. I froze.
“Star, what are you doing?” I asked coolly, “Your gratitude is enough. This is inappropriate.”
Star shook her head. “Forget about the auction.” she slid my hand higher. “I have been thinking about that night. The way you made love to my sister my mother.”
I frowned. “I didn’t make love to them. I fucked them. There was no love involved.”
Star’s brows furrowed. “You didn’t care for them at all?”
“No. They are beautiful. I just wanted them to make them feel good. Its how I get off.” I explained coolly. I tried to extract my hand from between her thighs. She wouldn’t let go.
“But the way you made them scream? You made them cum so many times. You made sure they had so many orgasms. Is that not caring?”
“No.” I sighed. “I get off on their orgasm. Hearing them scream. Feeling their pussies get wet.” I was getting wet remembering Livy’s and Lena’s bodies responding to my touch to my tongue. “That has nothing to do with emotion.”
My fingers brushed Star’s pussy. I could feel the heat of her arousal through her panties. “It was so hot,” Star whispered. “Every night I masturbated to the thought of you making me cum like that.”
My eyes narrowed on her face. “Did you.”
“Yes.” her breathing was becoming husky. “would you fuck me like that? Make me cum like that?”
“Maybe.” I was pressing my knuckles against her slit. She sighed, as I pressed harder.
“Would it help if I took off my panties?” she whimpered after a moment. I was stroking her slit, her panties were soaking wet.
When I didnt say anything, she wiggled out of them and tossed them aside.
her pussy was neatly trimmed. I took my time, stroking her slit. Hearing her little sighs and moans.
I was well aware that we were getting closer to her place, but I was in no hurry. I sank a finger deep inside her. Star’s muscles clenched down hard. She was so wet and tight. I slapped her thighs further apart, I wanted to see her pussy. Fuck, she was dripping all over my finger, as I slid another deep.
“What a good girl,” I crooned, “Your gonna take more than two?”
Star nodded, the strands of her hair were damp, clinging to her face as I opened her up.
“Oh please,” she begged. “oh fuck! oh fuck me”
Three fingers deep, I was pumping them deep. Hard. Her body was quivering. with my other hand, I reached down to rub her clit. Her body arched. “Yes! yes! harder! Oh my god I am cumming!”
Her screams echoed in the town car. I caught a glance at the driver who was watching in the review mirror, his face flushed. I winked at him. Then turned back to Star.
Her pussy juice pooled on the leather seats underneath her, as another orgasm tore through her.
It took me a moment to realize the car slowed. Glancing out the window I realized we were at Star’s family estate. Not her apartment. I frowned. What kind of game was she playing? Was she hoping to re-enact the night I had spent with her sister and mother? I did not need that kind of drama!
Slowly I withdrew my fingers.
Dazedly Star sat up. “What are you doing?” she croaked.
“You got your wish. I made you cum.”I smiled coolly. “Enjoy the rest of your night.” I opened the door.
“Are you serious?” Star exclaimed, “You finger fuck me and then tell me to get out.”
Young’uns so full of drama. “Yes. This is your house. You asked me to see you home.”
Star flushed angrily. “I was hoping you would come inside. You would finish what we started.” she murmured.
“I am sorry you got the wrong idea,” I replied gently, “but if its any kind of romance, or affair you are looking for I am not that kind of person. You wanted to cum. I made you cum. Now you are home. Have a good night.”
Star glared at me. “You are a cold bitch!” snatching her panties she stumbled out of the town car. She appeared so forlorn in the drive, Her clutch and coat tight against her chest as the car drove off.
- I woke up at that moment. Making her cum. I was so wet,hot and bothered. But I had no time to get myself off. I had to get ready for work!!!!