The Highest Bidder - Sex Stories

The Highest Bidder

... terms of the auction that it was only open to men. You’re here. All the arrangements were made. Your money’s in escrow. Now it’s time to hold up your end of the deal.” Roberta “ Bobbie” Vasquez was a buxom, voluptuous forty-seven year old Colombian bombshell of a woman. She was very wealthy as a result of her father’s business enterprises. Also a strict lesbian, she used her wealth to indulge her depraved sexual appetites. “Okay, that’s it!” said Simone. “The deal’s off! I can’t do this! I won’t do this! You can have your money back. You knew what you were doing and that it was deceptive. I won’t have it! I don’t have to go through with this!” What a gift from Heaven, thought Bobbie. Such a feisty girl. The most defiant ones ALWAYS ended up being the most voracious, cunt-hungry rug-munchers. She would end up tasting every pussy on that rooftop terrace before the crack of dawn. But first she must be broken. “No, my pet,” quipped Bobbie, "I suppose that you don’t. But see that brunette there and that redhead there? They’re Karla and Annie. Two virgin conquests of mine that I put through law school. They became my two finest attorneys. If you don’t hold up your side of the bargain, they’ll eat you alive in court. And since your state is a loser-pays state, you’ll spend three lifetimes paying the legal bill. Now what’s it going to be?” That really wasn’t entirely true. The part about the loser- pays state was a total fabrication. But Bobbie was counting on the young girl’s ...

... gullibility to bluff her way into sitting on that pretty face. “Oh, no! Please, ma’am! You can’t,” she started crying. “Yes, I can and will,” said Bobbie. “Come on. Trust me. It’s not that bad. You may even like it. If you want to avoid nothing but misery for the rest of your life, you will do what I say.” Simone kept crying. Bobbie gave a head nod signal to the rest of the girls. They all started slipping out of their clothes, and Bobbie did the same. As soon as she was naked, she started to pull at a reluctant Simone’s shirt. As soon as she got the shirt off, she started to tug at Simone’s panties. She kept wimpering. “Please, no!” But Bobbie wasn’t having it. She paid a lot of money for that prize, and she was not only going to take it, but savor it as well. “Mia, Paola, Bea. I think I need your assistance” Bobbie said. She gave several signals, and Bea unfolded the futon flat. Mia and Paola each grabbed one of a still crying Simone’s legs and held them open. Bobbie placed herself between them, laying above her. She then moved in for a kiss. Soft and gentle, as she rubbed her left hand all over Simone’s young body. Exploring her breast, her hips and her ass, she could feel Simone’s lips relax a bit. She had stopped wimpering, and could start to feel Simone’s tongue start to dance with her own. She was starting to give in! Simone didn’t know what was coming over her. The kiss was not so bad. In fact, it was kind of nice. She was able to look around a bit. All the other girls had ...