Getting ready to be auctioned.

My Timid New Girlfriend Ch. 6

Warning

+++ The “My timid new girlfriend” series is meant to be way over the top and extremely overexaggerated, and the main character (the boyfriend/father) is meant to be absolutely dumb and blind to what is going on around him. The series is meant to be funny, light reading.

Of course, parts are erotic but for sure not for everyone.

Please be aware that in the different chapters there might be ingredients such as "creampie," "cheating," "femdom," "humiliation," "ridiculing," "contempt," "bareback," "unprotected sex," "BBC," "being auctioned," "gangbang," "reluctancy," and so on.

At the end, I have decided to publish the stories as "fetish."

Please join me in this silly saga, and I hope you enjoy the little jokes! +++

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As April and Lika drove off in my cabrio to the private mansion where the Crestline Heritage auction was, the navigation system told them it was a two-hour trip. Because of that, they left already at noon, right after finishing the last touch-ups on their make-up, not wanting to show up late. The auction would not start before 6 PM, but it was their first time, and they both were too excited to simply wait at home. Both their pussies were well lubricated from anticipation!

April was driving, and Lika was sitting in the passenger seat, enjoying their first “business trip” together. The rooftop was kept down to prevent any mishaps to their mascara. They had bought for this auction matching lingerie and the same black evening dress. For the dress, they went to a specialized store and bought a so-called “Goddess Dress" with high slits on both sides, keeping the sides completely open for the viewer, all the way up to their shoulders. To keep the front and the back somehow together, there was a long, thin spaghetti strap just above the waist on both sides. Still, from each side you could see a lot of naked bodies. The dress had a very deep, V-shaped cleavage, and both girls really looked like Greek goddesses. But for the whorish make-up, that is. The black suspender belts, garters, stockings, chokers, and high heels weren’t Greek either.

The sequence of events had been explained before, in a phone call. Two hours before the auction starts, all objects must be available in the exhibition gallery (viewing room), which is a large, curated area where the items are displayed for inspection by prospective buyers just before the auction. Specialists would walk around, evaluating the items; conduct research; and advise customers. The long splits of their dresses on both sides clearly helped the specialists to show any interested bidder their smoothly shaven cunts by simply lifting the dress waist high.

Half an hour before the auction would start, there would be a 20-minute break, and this would give the items the chance to freshen up and retouch their make-up. All this is closely monitored by the item prep manager. If needed, a makeup artist on duty would airbrush their tits, cunts, and assholes.

After the short break, all objects would then wait in the viewing room until the auction assistant would call their numbers and escort them to the small room just behind the auction room. In that room was a door leading directly to the stage of the auction room; the objects would then walk up there and take the pose that was assigned to them. It might be standing, or seated, or even lying down on a specially built ramp.

From there on, the auctioneer would take over, and the bidding would start. After receiving a successful bid, the object would then be handed over by the logistics team to the lucky customer worldwide.

Of course, the items had their own terms and conditions, which the auction house had to comply with, but the T&Cs from April and Lika had only one condition: whoever was the winning bidder of the 48-hour fun package must have a large cock. "This was absolutely no problem," the buying manager of the auction house assured them. If agreed and approved by April and Lika, he recommended using for this purpose the Montessori table of cock sizes. Both girls agreed right away with the choice of the well-established table. They quickly agreed that any erect cock 7 inches and bigger was suitable for the bidding, the cocks then being classified into "big," "huge," "enormous," and truly "massive."

Of course, the buying manager made them aware that the chances for a truly massive cock of 10 inches and more were very small. He politely asked if he was allowed to combine length and girth, using the Nordic Schwanz table. Because in that case, a big cock would be, e.g., 6.8 inches long and roughly 5.5 inches in circumference. The girls debated this option for a minute but quickly trusted the experience of the buying manager, thus agreeing on the Nordic table for all bidders.

Finally, the paperwork. The buying manager said to them, “You need to bring your medical record, not older than a week; your birth certificate; and your ovulating cycle calculation.”

He then continued, saying, “The birth certificate showing that you are 18 and 24 will for sure stimulate the bidding prices, and if you bring your menstruating calendar with you, indicating when you were fertile in the past three months, it would help raise the bidding even further.”

“If the notes I took in our previous phone call are correct, you are both not on the pill. Is that still the case?”

They both answered “yes” in unison.

“Excellent!” the buying manager replied. “Please make sure your gynecologist makes a record of this in your medical.” And he added, “By the way, the use of condoms is strictly forbidden, but we already agreed on this too. I see you already filled out the waiver and the NDA.”

“Excellent!” He said again. “If you have any last-minute questions, feel free to call me, day or night.”

“I do have one question.” April said, "How high will the bids be in your opinion?”

“Well, you both signed the “all-holes” agreement. Lika is 18, and her young age will bring her a lot of money. And you, April, well, you are in the middle of your cycle, and this might even surpass the bids on Lika, if you ask me.” The Buyer answered. “But you will both make a year's salary.”

“Great!” April replied. “We are going to have great fun!”

“You sure will!” the buyer happily replied. “Once you are back after those 48 hours, our limousine service at the airport can bring you safely home if you wish. A separate driver would bring your car back. We always have this service on standby in case you girls can’t walk anymore.”

“Good to know.” April said, smiling.

...

“So how was he?” Lika asked April as they were only half an hour from reaching the mansion.

“You mean Antoine? He was insatiable and fucked me for two hours straight until I had to trick him into cumming.” April answered.

“Who is Antoine?”

“That new sales guy from your dad's office. I believe he is French and responsible for Europe.”

“I didn’t know him.” Lika replied. “And how did you trick him?” Lika asked, smiling.

“I lost count, and I was into my fifth or sixth orgasm as he kept pounding me. I tried almost everything to make him cum in my sopping cunt, but it was all futile. The fuck-me-like-a-whore screaming didn’t work, the I-am-not-on-the-pill didn’t work, and the **** coed play did not work either.”

“I then whispered in his ear if he would like to fuck my 18-year-old daughter. I felt his cock twitch, and right away I knew this was his trigger. So, I offered him your pussy, whispering I would set up a date with you at our place. No need to dine and wine... go straight to her bedroom...”

“The torrent of seed he then pumped into my womb was more than my cunt could handle! I felt his hot jizz literally flooding my cervix, and still, he kept pumping shot after shot. Before he pulled out, I was already leaking his hot seed on your dad's bed.”

“You fucked him in the guest room?”

“Yes! I like to give your dad little hints of my unfaithfulness, such as finding sticky cum stains on his sheets. Since I always go bareback, I cannot leave used condoms lying around, so I use spent cum instead.” April replied, smiling.

"That's hilarious!” Lika laughed.

“Even better, why do you think I only buy him black and dark grey bed sheets?”

“For the contrast with the white cum stains!” Lika grinned. “Nice trick!”

“So, he finally gave me his baby makers, and he crashed on me, spent. I left it like that, and I was able to connect my phone with your electronic planner. To reward Antoine, I logged in and checked the next possible date your pussy would be available.”

"That's so kind of you!” Lika said loudly. “It will be exciting to experience his staying power. When did you set me up with him?” Lika asked, shivering from the idea of being pumped full of hot jizz.

“Well, you are a busy little whore. I couldn’t find a free pussy possibility within the next twelve days, so I set him up for Wednesday, two weeks from now, and on your standby list as well.”

“Excellent!” Lika showing April her excitement. “Can I do him in Dad's room?”

“Of course you can. The appointment is at 2 PM, so you have four hours of fun with him; that should be enough to have him fill you twice. The best would be to ask Dad the night before to change his sheets...” April smiled as she said this.

"Let's see who can make the most cum stains!” Lika laughed.

“We have a bet," April replied.

“But what about Dad's boss? How did that go?”

“Mr. Steele? Well, first, I thought he was a bit arrogant, but I was wrong; he really knows how to handle a little slut like me. The bar part I already told you, right? Where I came, from sitting on his lap. The moment your dad left, he lifted me off his lap, covering with his shirt his shiny, hard cock. I had orgasmed so hard that his entire cock was lubricated and ready for the next round. He didn’t tug it in, and he never went soft, staying fully erect the entire walk to the hotel room.”

“On the stairs I wanted to tease him a little, giving him a preview of what he was about to have. I like giving appetisers to alpha cocks. So, I stopped walking the stairs and wiggled my butt against him, and as I looked at him over my shoulder, I asked if he could make me a bit sluttier in public. He did not hesitate and opened the zipper of my skirt all the way. He could now clearly enjoy the view of my crack as I continued walking the stairs again, making sure my hips were swaying.”

“At the landing, I stopped again. I simply had to have his cock again, right there. I kneeled in front of him, lifting his shirt up all the way until his erect cock was in the open again. I had not seen his cock yet; I had only felt it inside me as I was sitting on his lap, so when I saw it for the first time, I recognized the perfect breeding tool.”

“His cock was straight, slightly curved upwards, with a perfect angle to reach deep inside my baby tunnel. His length would bump with each thrust against my cervix; the cock slit each time bruising its entrance, making me feel dizzy, announcing where his seed would soon be pumped. From where I was kneeling, I could see his large muscular sperm duct underneath it and the blueish veins right under its skin. His large balls made the picture perfect; this was a genuine alpha male, and shivers ran through me as I realized what he was going to do to me.”

“From the bar downstairs you could still see the landing, and our actions were not missed. As I kissed for the first time the angry red mushroom, I heard whistles and applause coming from the bar area. I looked to my right and saw three men and two women watching us. I turned my focus on his cock again and swallowed the red head entirely, the salty taste welcoming my eager tongue.”

“He softly moaned each time my tongue played with the sensitive tip. Just in case he would push my head down on his phallus, I switched to breathing through my nostrils. I held him in place with one hand on his ass, and the other hand played with his full balls. I didn’t want him to cum in my mouth; I wanted all his seed in my cunt, so after roughly sucking him for ten minutes straight, I stopped for a second, and as I looked up at him, I asked him about his promise of filling my ready womb and knocking me up.”

“He nodded, still lost in pleasure, but lifted me gently from the floor by reaching under my arms. Room three, he was able to say, was slightly off course, as he was missing my warm lips on his cock. We barely made it to the room. As soon as he closed the door behind us, he pressed me from behind against the large wall mirror, quickly lowering my skirt all the way. My pussy was now gushing wet from the way he handled me as a dominant male, and he quickly grabbed his cock, placing it against my entrance.”

“No extra foreplay was needed; both his cock and my pussy were soaking wet and well lubricated. He grabbed my waist with both hands, and I arched my back for him, tilting my pelvis to give his cock the best possible access to my opening. With one hard shove, he sank his cock to the hilt deep inside me, and I came right away. He held me tight as my knees gave up on me, holding his hard-on still, deep inside me.”

“After my orgasm slowly faded away, he started fucking me raw. There is no other word for it. Holding me against that mirror, my head was pushed sideways by the **** of his ramming, and I could see my breath fogging up the mirror as my cunt was undergoing a delicious punishment. He didn’t care for anything anymore but breeding. He fucked me like that for at least 20 minutes, and I helplessly came again on his cock. But he kept fucking me, this time not stopping. I was still oversensitive from my orgasm, but he didn’t care, and my next orgasm came minutes later, making my entire body shudder.”

“I now completely lost all strength in my legs, but he understood. He slowly pulled out and lifted me in his arms, carrying me towards the king-sized bed. In the other mirror I could see his hard cock bounce with each step. He laid me down on my back, removing my skirt and top but leaving my hold-up stockings on. He dropped his pants and took off his shirt, and after climbing on the bed, he pulled me by my legs a bit closer to him and placed my legs on his shoulders, holding them there. He didn’t speak much, but he didn’t have to; his cock was doing all the talking and more, so much more. The moment I saw his six-pack, I knew I was in for another deep, hard fuck. Those muscles would make me come endlessly, time after time.”

“As he aligned his cock again against my opening, your dad called my mobile. At first, I didn’t even know what I was hearing or what it was; the ringtone was not recognized by my brain, which was still coping with my latest orgasm. Somehow, I managed to find my phone, and as I answered, your dad started telling me things, but I didn’t hear or understand anything he said because Mr. Steele's cock was starting to stretch my cunt walls again. I let out a long moan as he impaled me all the way and his cock hit my cervix. Your dad heard this and asked me something, but I was too far gone because that gorgeous cock inside me started a nice, slow, but deep fucking rhythm, and all I could do was moan.”

“I think my hand dropped the phone on the bed at a certain point; I am not sure, or it was on speaker; I just don’t remember. "But I do remember the endless fuck I was having. I had one orgasm after another, and I lost all perception of time and surroundings, but for that large cock drilling me like a machine in a mechanical rhythm.”

“After he gave me another orgasm, he suddenly stopped, and as he let go of my legs, he told me to go on all fours. I didn’t even know if I was still able to do that, but I turned around and did as I was told. He then told me to lower my upper body flat on the mattress. I did, and my ass was raised higher that way. He crawled up behind me and grabbed my waist with both hands, at the same time pushing his cock tip into my opening. He knew he didn’t have to align it; my cunt was now wide enough and my lips like open flaps to guide his cock inside me without any help.”

“But something was different. He was moaning for the first time!”

“I looked over my shoulder and asked him, 'Am I getting a baby bulge?'"

“The words helped, and he started groaning as he was pushing harder and quicker, trying to unload his cum deep inside my womb.”

“Knock me up!” I screamed. “Breed your slut!”

He tensed and stopped fucking me, keeping his cock pushing hard against my cervix, deep inside me. As he grunted, I felt the first big load of hot seed filling me good, and the feeling of having a baby made me cum on his pumping cock again.”

“I lost count of everything, how many orgasms he gave me, and how many dumps of cum he shot into me, and I felt like a beautifully well-used slut. As he pulled out and rolled off me, he crashed beside me, and I rolled on my back too, closing my eyes, savoring the warm afterglow.”

“I think we lay like that for 15 minutes, our breath regulating itself again, as the last drops of sweat fell on the bed sheets. Some kind of bright light was shining close to my face, and as I looked at it, I saw my mobile phone's display, which had at least 5 missed calls and 12 messages.”

“Mr. Steele,” I said, showing him my phone's display, “I guess my boyfriend wants to know if I am having your baby...” I said in a lustful tone.

“Tell him you are OK and that I will bring you home tomorrow... evening."

“Oh!” I let out a horny cry, “Are you going to make sure I am impregnated with your offspring?”

To be continued.