One Trick Penny – Chapter 11 - Sex Stories

One Trick Penny – Chapter 11

... then seven and even more quickly eight. I head two distinct voices. Both very from older men. One sounded drunk. The auction was turning into a bidding war between the two. I heard someone say, “Fifteen hundred.” “Sixteen," called the more sober voice. “Eighteen.” The guy sounded really drunk. A lull set in among the crowd. One of the bidders was at his end; or so I hoped. I waited for Dave’s voice. Instead, over the PA, the announcer proclaimed, “Going once, going twice.” Dave? “Eighteen fifty.” Dave finally jumped in at the last second. “Nineteen and twenty,” came the slurred voice. “I’m sorry, sir. Only fifty dollar increments.” “Okay, then that.” “We have, nineteen hundred and fifty dollars.” “Two thousand.” Dave was loud and clear. It almost sounded like a challenge. A hush seemed to go owe the room. “We have a new record bid. Do we have any more offers?” “Twenty-one.” The drunk was even louder. “Twenty-one and fifty.” “Any more?” “Shit,” said the drunk. “Sold for two thousand and one hundred fifty dollars to the gentleman in the black tux.” “I’ll get ya next time, darling.” People began to laugh at his drunken tirade. I took a big sigh of relief. I presented myself to the lucky winner, and he hurried me to a backroom. “We don’t have much time, why don’t you get naked now and lay on the sofa for me?" “It would be better to leave, and collect your prize at home.” “Hey, for $2,150 I’m getting laid. Here and now.” It hit me; someone was willing to spend over two thousand ...

... dollar just to have sex one time with me. They said I’d set a new record. The smart thing to do was leave now. They could keep my portion of the proceeds. The problem, I was now even more turned on that Dave. The thrill of being so close to committing myself for paid sexual gratification, the feeling of danger and doing something so out of the ordinary. My cunt was craving my sugar daddy’s erection. Within seconds, I’d unzipped him and had his cock in my sluttish mouth. We could clearly hear other couples fucking away in the adjoining rooms; each of these woman’s asses bought and paid for. Mine had the highest dollar value, when I wasn’t even sure I’d bring in the minimum. Before I knew it, my fancy dress was in a heap on the floor and my patron’s cock was working away at my pussy. I came quickly and let as many people know I was one of the courtesans of the evening being fucked for compensation. Dave shot his load several minutes later. He checked his phone. We had been here for forty-five minutes, screwing each other’s brains out. He was evidently as charged up about this scenario as me. We hurriedly dressed and made our way to a convenient side door. I could catch up with Quinn later. For now, this was our time to get out of Dodge. I pressed the door latch and it wouldn’t budge. Dave tried. The door was locked. A man in a dark-blue suit entered the room. “I’m sorry, sir. You cannot leave with one of the ladies.” He grabbed my arm and pulled me back toward the banquet hall. ...