Are you a virgin?

Anna blinked immediately when she heard her husband’s voice. Virgin?

Of course she was still a virgin.

She was just an eighteen-year-old high school dropout, and she barely left the house, so where did she expect to see a man that would shove his dick in her pussy?

The only sexual experience she had was when she rubbed her clit inside her room and fantasized about the men she had read about in books.

Her sister always did her the pleasure of helping her get books from the bookstore with the pocket money given to her by their father.

Apart from that, she was as innocent as Virgin Mary. She hadn’t even kissed or touched a man before until earlier that day at the court registry.

“Yes, Peter, I’m a virgin,” Anna slowly answered as she looked down at her food and ate the last bit of the sandwich.

Upon hearing her confirming that she was really a virgin, Peter felt an unexpected feeling of lust run down his body to his crotch. He couldn’t stop himself from imagining touching and exploring his new innocent wife.

Even though he wouldn’t have sex with her tonight, he would make sure that he knew what her pussy warmth felt like with his index and middle fingers.

“You know what happens every marriage night, right?” Peter asked his little wife, before he gently dabbed a serviette on the corner of her mouth and slowly licked his lips.

When she heard her husband’s question again, Anna instantly shivered. “Y-yes,” she managed to let out when she realized what he meant.

They were going to have sex.

Her innocence, which she had promised herself she would give to the man who would cherish and love her, would be snatched by the man she was sold to by her father.

Anna felt her eyes prickle with tears, but she immediately sniffed them back and acted as if there was nothing wrong.

Well, it wasn’t that she wasn’t expecting it. If she said that she hadn’t been expecting to have sex with the old man, she would be lying to herself.

Like her father said, her only usefulness to Peter was to give him children, like the breeding machine that she was. Since it was just sex, she would do it.

“Well, if you are done eating, go upstairs and freshen up. The master bedroom is on the left. Just take your bath and wait for me on the bed,” Peter said, indicating the stairs in front of them.

Anna instantly stood up and made her way upstairs.

~It won’t hurt, I only have to calm down. It’s better than getting beaten and treated like a slave.~

At least now, she could eat and sleep any time she wanted.

And it wasn’t as if the sex was going to last all night. She could endure it, Anna reminded herself under the shower after entering the bathroom.

~I am finally going to have sex, ~Anna thought. Even though it was not how she had wanted, she was finally going to experience sexual intercourse with another human.

Regardless of how old he was, Anna was still excited because he was her husband, and she better start getting adapted to the sex or else she might never have a good sexual experience all her life.

A few minutes later, Anna left the bathroom and lay gently on the bed after putting on the red nightgown she had found on the bed.

Peter entered the room and raised his head to see Anna’s womanly figure on the bed, waiting for him. He instantly got hard at the thought.

“Did you put on the nightgown?” Peter asked. His voice was filled with lust and expectation.

Hearing that her husband was finally inside the room, Anna quickly turned toward his voice. “Yes, I did,” she replied to his question.

She had presumed the nightgown was for her because it was new and it was right on the bed, so she had worn it after she took her bath.

She quickly thanked her stars for following her instincts because she didn’t know if he would have gotten angry and beat her.

She didn’t want to be beaten again.

Peter was about to switch on the light to see her almost naked body because he knew what the nightgown was made of. It barely covered anything.

Since she was wearing it, he knew that her breasts would be almost spilling out because the nightgown wasn’t the right size for her; he could see that she had enormous breasts.

“No, please leave the light off,” Anna said slowly when she saw her husband’s action.

No! The light mustn’t be on! If he turned the light on he would see the scars on her body, and he might not find her attractive anymore.

What if he sent her back to her father? She couldn’t go back! She definitely couldn’t go back to that house.

Peter, who thought she was shy because she was still a virgin, decided to leave the light off and moved closer to her on the bed.

When Anna saw her husband approaching, her heart tightened as if it was pulled by a string.

~Will he be hard on me? ~she thought, and trembled slightly.

Peter smiled gently as he slowly unfastened the button of the red nightgown his little wife had put on, and he heard her take a sharp breath.

Seeing her nervous and trembling, Peter found out that it made him even more excited and harder.

He gently raised his hands to scoop her enormous breasts, and a smile rose on his lips when found out that they were as soft as they looked. He rubbed his thumb slowly over one of her nipples and took the other in his waiting mouth, and Anna took another hot breath.

“When I learned that you are a virgin, I almost couldn’t resist fucking you right there in the dining room. But because I want to know how you’d look in this nightgown, I restrained myself and let you prepare yourself. Tell me, how are you feeling?” Peter asked, but Anna only frowned.

This wasn’t what she had prepared herself for.

She had thought that even if she was attracted to the old man, she would at least enjoy the sex, but when he had grabbed her breast just then, she had felt like a frog was crawling on her body.

She had never felt so disgusted! She would rather masturbate all her life if that was what it would always feel like.

“I said how are you feeling? Why are you mute? Don’t you like how I’m touching you?” Peter asked suddenly as he halted his actions.

“Do you feel disgusted because I’m not young? Do you want a young man dick instead? Talk!” Peter sneered, but Anna was too scared to utter a word as tears gathered in her eyes.

He was going to hit her! Or worse—he was going to send her back to her father! She had to cooperate, no matter what. She had to take it.

“I feel good, I feel good,” Anna quickly lied as she held her disgust to herself.

“Hmm! There’s no rush. You will always be here when I come back from my business trips. You will learn to have my old dick inside you whether you are accustomed to it or not,” Peter declared, suddenly losing interest in touching her.

But just because he didn’t want to touch her didn’t mean that he wouldn’t still shove his dick down her sweet mouth and have her wrap her warm lips around it.

At that thought, Peter instantly discarded his shorts alongside his boxers, and Anna couldn’t help but gasp at how big he was.

He had to be roughly six inches she thought as she gazed at the dark outline of her new husband’s dick.

She guessed age didn’t reduce the size because she had been expecting him to be around four or five inches.

Was he going to have sex with her now? Anna’s heart skipped at the thought of having someone she couldn’t even stand to touch be inside her. But she was surprised when her husband grabbed her right hand and wrapped it around his dick.

“Stroke me. At least you can do that right,” Peter mumbled when he felt the softness of Anna’s hand on his dick.

Fuck! He was instantly excited and hard.

Anna looked at him innocently. “I…I don’t know how,” she whispered in a slow and trembling voice.

Shocked and amazed by her innocence, Peter groaned harshly in pleasure. “You don’t know how? You don’t know how to give a hand job?” Peter asked, blinking as he looked at his new wife in the dark.

He saw that she was shaking her head as she trembled slightly.

“Fine, use your mouth then. Wrap your mouth on it as you hold it in your hands and suck on it,” Peter commanded.

Anna took a deep breath and slowly sat up, then gently bent her head and did as her husband commanded.

Peter groaned hard when he felt her lips make contact with his crotch. “Suck it, quickly,” he demanded as he held her hair.

***

In the morning, when Anna woke up, she noticed that her new husband wasn’t in the bed with her.

She looked around the master bedroom, sluggish as she was so tired from making her husband ejaculate multiple times with her mouth. He had even demanded that she swallow it all, but it was so bland that she had almost vomited, until she had reminded herself not to offend him.

Anna saw a tiny piece of paper and a debit card on the table and quickly grabbed it to see what her husband had written on it. She found out that it was his mobile number, and he instructed her to use the debit card for anything she wanted. He had also asked her to get a mobile phone and give him a call.

She was finally getting a mobile phone! The thought of it made Anna so excited that she immediately went into the bathroom to take a shower.

After getting a mobile phone and calling her husband with her new line, Anna found out that her husband wouldn’t be coming anytime soon because he was running a contract for some Golden Gate building, which she had overhead when she had been on the call with him.

Anna didn’t know if she should feel happy or sad that she had the whole mansion to herself.

***

After three weeks of staying alone in the house with no one to talk to, Anna slowly started getting depressed.

~I would love to paint a little,~ she thought. ~Fuck!!! Did I remember to bring my drawing book? ~

Anna instantly jolted her brain to recollect if she had remembered to take her drawing book with her, but she found out that she might not have brought it with her.

She suddenly felt a sense of loss wash over her. Her paintings were her companions, they were just like her babies.

She wished she had had a mobile phone when she had been leaving; at least she would have been able to contact Maria and ask her to bring her drawing book for her.

Maybe she should get a canvas. There were so many rooms in the mansion, she could set one up as her studio.

But no matter what, she couldn’t paint every minute. She had to find people to talk to.

At the thought, Anna brought out her new iPhone X and went straight to Safari to search for the most popular online platform to connect with people.