People often say, “Money is not everything in your life”, to that, I just want to say, “people say this until you have it for yourself”. 

I’m at the very private market for shopping; and have been doing this at least once every year for the last 10 years. 

I buy what I like to have the most.

Girls – only the most beautiful of them

Currently I’m in the middle of a purchase. For few years now, I don’t have to do anything, I just need to approve what was selected, Vipanchika, my beautiful secretary will do the rest. She takes care of everything else, inspecting the girls, checking for any previous usage, she knows my taste, she knows everything I would need for.

I was watching how carefully she was inspecting each and every aspect of all the girls lined up for me today. Measuring their bosoms with her palms, checking out the beauty of their butt, examining their private parts a l opener, checking even body hair patterns. Most importantly she looked for the length and beauty of their hair. Vipanchika was my first. When I look now, she astonishes me, how she had transformed to a very gracious lady from a shy village girl.

I too bought her like this, from the same place, that was years ago. She was a typical young village girl, very traditional looking, dusky complexion, oiled dark long hair which almost reached her knees. After the death of her father, the stepmother in a hurry to get rid of her, sold Vipanchika to a pimp for a very small money, who again sold her to another. The place I bought her was the one only people like me go to, who have enough money to buy anything under the sun. These places sell them in various categories. She being a certified virgin was one of the top items in the list. In order to increase her market value she was never violated but was sold again and again to multiple parties.

I remembered my first time in this place. Indeed, it was a very enjoyable thing. I got to know about this premium market through one of my friends, in pune, of which he is a regular. As soon as I reached there, I was asked what my gender preferences are. 

‘I would like to start with a female for today,’ I said to the very beautiful customer executive girl with a smile. I was excited. They gave me a printed list, about 25 names written, with age, ethnicity and ranking based on their appearance. I told them I would be looking for a south indian. I always had a crush on these beautiful south indian chicks. About seven will be available, I was informed, eight to be precise, if they include a girl used just once. I shook my head in disapproval. Seven it is. The beautiful executive girl announced and led me to a studio room. I watched her walk in front of me. She was wearing a white bridal undergarment set which was clearly visible through her semi-transparent white suit. I jokingly thought if I should buy her instead.

Seven beautiful women. I checked the new list in my hand with seven names. I cannot call them women taking account of their age, a couple of them were just above the legal age. I checked again to make sure, there weren’t any more of a tender age than the ones here. My rich friends had already warned me not to go into such things, however tempting it might be.

‘Please select your purchase sir’ and ‘take your time’. She announced.

I went near the first one, looked at the list; 

Given Name: Gayatri

Age: 21y

Ethnicity: Tamil

Rating: ✮✮✮✮✰

I saw 4 stars in the last column, ranking I suppose, I looked at the girl. Fully clothed, in her traditional white churidar with golden borders. She was beautiful with her light ebony skin tone, equally beautiful face and body, definitely a 4 star, I thought again. I walked around her, checking her, caressing her body, to feel the curves.

Gayatri had her thick hair made into a tight braid. Not very long, it may just reach the level of her bra strap when opened.  I tried to squeeze her braid inside my hand. It was so thick I could barely close my palm. I pulled down on the hair band closing her braid and using my finger loosened each of her thick braid knots. I dipped my fingers inside her open hair and combed it with my fingers. I parted her thick hair into two with my hands and put it over her shoulders to the front where my hands started checking her breasts over her tight blouse. 

‘You are allowed to check her full,’ the executive lady still present in the room told me. 

‘But nothing else,’ she added with a fake smile. 

‘Thank you’ I said, opening the hooks of Gayatri’s blouse, there was no bra, her dark boobs with even darker nipples were a sight in itself. 

‘Everything you see is natural. As it is. We don’t tamper with our girls.’ The executive lady told me and pulled a string of Gayatri’s pajamas. It loosely fell on her feet, freeing her of any clothes. She signaled the girl to turn around and bend down revealing her sweet virgin pussy lips. I gently caressed her pussy lips, Gayatri let out a very soft moan.

I was also getting excited, my dick was now rock hard pushing against my underclothes, aching a little. The executive lady signaled Gaytri to leave, as her inspection was finished. She gathered her clothes and walked naked to the next room swiftly.

Are they always this obedient? I asked, looking at the executive lady. 

Most of them usually are, but untamed ones are also in high demand.. You know just to spice things up.

She said signaling the next girl to come. 

Given Name: Priya

Age: 21y

Ethnicity: Kannadiga

Rating: ✮✮✮✮✰

‘Priya’. I read the second name in the list, also a 21 year old beauty, banglore native, who also got 4 stars in her listing. I looked at her. She was beautiful with her pale white complexion. Priya was wearing a sleeveless top and jeans. A little plump, but huge boobs and butt. Her sweet lips and chubby cheeks were very tempting. I caressed her lips and her face. Her hair was silky, it was let open. I ran my fingers through her hair. Smooth and silky. I was nicely cut below her shoulders. I cupped her huge boobs over her red top gently squeezing them in my hands, Priya willingly removed her top allowing me to check out her more. 

‘She has the best size of the 7 girls today, a 36D’ the executive girl chanted behind me. Her huge boobs sagged just a little, beautiful pinkish areola and nipples were worth the money spent. 

‘Good one! Isn’t she? Should I book her for you sir?

The lady asked. I nodded in negative. I had already made up my mind, not to go for the usual modern, bitchy type girls. I had fucked many before and could get such girls any time. Priya smiled meekly at me and went away. Her boobs swayed and jiggled when she walked away.

I walked to the next one, my eyes were on the list, reading it. 

Given Name: Vipanchika

Age: 18y

Ethnicity: Malayali

Rating: ✮✮✰✰✰

Vipanchika, 18 years, Malayali, 2 stars. I always liked to have a mallu, but the 2 stars!! Without much interest I looked at the girl.

 “You are not that bad dear,” I told her, running my hands softly over her face. Vipanchika looked down away from my eyes. My hands were still exploring her, when I reached her neck I noticed that she had made her hair into a braid, that too a thick one, to check out the length, I pulled it to the front.

 ‘Oh my God’ I voiced in excitement, for a long hair fetish like me the sight was overwhelming. Her hair was jet black, what made my heart beat faster was the length and volume of her hair. Even in a tight braid, I was finding it difficult to close my palm around her braid. I ran my fingers along the whole length of her long braid. It should be more than a meter long with the same volume almost till the end. Vipanchika had left some of her hair unbraided after a hair clip. I took it near my face and smelled it deep.

I felt like I was in heaven. The strong aroma of coconut oil mixed with the floral smell of shampoo penetrated my nose, intoxicating me further.

‘Please be free to see her more, Vipanchika is one of the best ethnic beauties we have here. The 2 star rating is only because she can’t speak any other language other than hers, but could understand you pretty well,’ the executive lady standing behind me mumbled. With great interest I continued checking Vipanchika more. I walked around her, checking out the  blouse and skirt she was wearing. I unhooked her blouse hooks at the front and parted them apart. She had a yellow brassiere, I continued unbuttoning her skirt too, which fell on the floor. As she had worn nothing to cover her private parts down under. As soon as her skirt was gone from her body, she immediately put her palms on top of her pussy. She was too shy to look up. 

“Hey let me see you baby” I tried to remove her hand with a little force. Vipanchika didn’t budge.

I put her braid back, opened the clip at the end and started unbraiding her hair. In no time I made her hair loose, my mouth was wide open watching her hair volume. As she had her hair in a tight braid for so long, after opening, the hair had large waves and curls, which made it look even more thick. Sooo thick, I knew, I don’t need to check the other girls.

Reading my face, the lady asked me if she could book her already. Smiling, I gave her a thump. ‘Thank you sir’ she told me. The lady then said something in Vipanchika’s ear, hearing that she took her clothes from the floor and moved to one side of the room. Facing me, she tried to cover her bra clad breasts with her blouse and looked down again. I walked to their office to pay for my purchase. After signing some papers concerning the ownership, more importantly, Vipanchika’s consent letter, she signed the papers given to her. She was dressed well and her long hair was now made into a huge bun. I showed her to my car and opened the door, both of us sat in the back seat and set off to my place.

She was very silent throughout the journey, I explained to her that she doesn’t need to worry about anything or fear me. I don’t want to hurt her and that it would be just me who would be with her. 

Vipanchika just had a confused look on her face and tears rolled down her cheeks, she held her hands like praying and tried to say something in her language. Her head was down, almost touching my knees. I know I am going to have a difficult time explaining things because of the language problem. I made her keep her face on my lap, still crying silently, I patted her back trying to calm her, her huge bun was almost loose, I pulled it a little to open. It spread over her back like a blanket, it felt like heaven to caress her long tresses. I could feel my manhood getting harder and harder. I felt like taking it out, stuffing the whole thing inside her little mouth. I gathered her long hair in a pony with my hands, pulled it up, made her sit up. I told her that I am not going to force myself on her, so she need not worry about that and be happy whatever her situation may be.

After reaching home, I showed her to her room, and made herself comfortable. As it was already late, I asked her to take some rest for today. After having some food, both of us went to our rooms. It may have been about 2 am when I woke up to pee, I thought about checking her out. Empty, her room was empty. I looked around, and to my relief her handbag too was gone. I had suspected something like this to happen, so I had kept my satellite phone in her bag, by which I could easily track her exact location. Tracking the GPS and without much effort I reached near a small house. I knew she would be somewhere around. That’s when I heard the muffled screams of a girl. I ran to the back of the house, there was a small light coming from the cowshed. I took out my 9mm and went near the shed.

Long story short, after slipping off from my place she ran to this home for help. The bastards living there didn’t lose any time to try and rape her. 

Lying on the filthy floor among cow’s urine and dung, Vipanchika’s both hands were pinned to the floor by a young man, while both her legs were spread apart by an aged man in his 70’s. Wearing nothing down his waist, he was kneeling in front of her, his long hard penis ready to violate her. Vipanchika’s mouth was stuffed with some dirty cotton. Which explained her muffled cries. She saw me coming inside the room, both of them were busy taming her and never noticed me. I took my gun out and shot the aged one a couple of times below his knee. Startled at the manner of my entry, the young man fled the room in a second while the other was rolling on the floor crying with pain. Blood all over the place.

I was so angry, I kicked him on his junk so hard that for a second he acted as if he was having a heart attack but crawled out of the room hastily. Vipanchika’s clothes were all torn, her skirt as well as her panty were completely ripped off. Blouse left open exposing her beautiful breasts. There was blood coming from the sides of her lips and one side of her face was almost reddish blue. I covered her with my long coat and took her in my arms and placed her in the car and we drove back. I explained to her that this would be the safest place you could find anywhere in the world, and that I don’t think I would come looking if something like this happens again.

Vipanchika burst into tears, she fell on my feet, asking me to pardon her for being stupid. I told that it’s okay for now. I pulled her up, kissed her on the lips. Vipanchika closed her eyes and didn’t resist a bit. I liked the taste while I smacked off the blood from her lips. I told her to rest for today as she needs it and we will talk in the morning. I kissed on her forehead telling her good night.

I was too tired and if not for the cold touch on my feet I would have slept till noon, such were the things that happened last night. I was sleeping with my face down and couldn’t see who it was. Turning around I saw one of the best views I had for years, Vipanchika dressed in a saree with coffee in her hand.

She started talking in the most gentle voice I have ever heard. Although I could not understand a word of it. I suppose she wanted to say “I’m sorry” 

And continued talking, extending the coffee cup towards me which I hope may have meant roughly this. “I made coffee, didn’t know if you were sleeping”. She extended her hand to give me coffee and that it was trembling and she was still looking away.

This made me laugh. I took the cup from her hands, that’s when I remembered that I wasn’t wearing anything on my body and my dick was as stiff as a rod standing up in all its glory. “You don’t need to be shy or anything, I sleep like this” I told her, caressing my erection. “..And thanks for the coffee,” I said, keeping the coffee on the side table. I got up from the bed. 

“Thank you for saving me,” she said, now looking in my eyes.

“Oh you are a beautiful woman, I won’t lose you so easily” I told her, walking around, checking her out. Vipanchika had showered and wore the white saree I’ve left for her in her room. Her long hair, a little wet from the shower, was made into a long ponytail and put to the front over her shoulders. She had used her hair itself to tie her long mane to a pony. Water was still dripping from the tips of her long hair. I took the ends of her wet hair and wiped my face with it and inhaled the aroma of her fresh hair. I went behind her and slowly untied the hair which made the ponytail and put all her hair behind her. I felt my dick rock hard and was oozing precum already from the tips.

“ദാ ഇത് കൊണ്ട് ചെയ്തോ” Vipanchika passed me a huge comb she had in her other hand. 

“എൻ്റ  നീളം മുടി  കുറേ ഇഷ്ടമാണെന്ന് എനിക്കറിയാം.. ഇനി ഞാനൊരിക്കലും അനുസരണക്കേട് കാണിക്കില്ല.. ഒരിക്കലും ഓടിപ്പോകില്ല.. എൻ്റെ എല്ലാം ഇനി സാറിൻ്റെയാണ്.. ഞാനൊരു അടിമയെ പോലെ  ഒരു വെപ്പാട്ടിയായി ഇവിടെ എന്നും ഉണ്ടാകും” She continued to talk more in her gibberish language. She had her long hair in her hands extending it to me. From her facial expression I could understand what she meant was that she is offering herself to me and since she understood that I love her long hair she wanted me to do anything with it. 

I happily took the comb from her hands. It was a wooden one with big teeth used for detangling. The comb looked unusually big with very thick teeth.  Vipanchika turned around showing her long hair to me. She adjusted her hair with both her hands behind her neck so that it lay evenly over her back. It cascaded down her back till her knees in wavy rivulets. I touched her hair with my open palm and felt the coldness of her wet hair. I moved my palm over her hair from top to bottom enjoying its slightly wavy thick texture.

“ഞാൻ രാവിലെ തന്നെ കുളിച്ചതുകൊണ്ട് മുടി കുറേ ഒക്കെ ഉണങ്ങിയിട്ടുണ്ട്.. മുടി ചീകാൻ ഇനി എളുപ്പമായിരിക്കും” she talked again. Even though I couldn’t understand, hearing her sweet voice was so erotic.

I slowly dipped the comb inside her voluminous hair near her scalp and gently moved it along the length till the ends. The comb straightened the waves in her hair as it moved. I continued until her hair was looking so even. All the hairs in place, I could clearly see the marks of the comb on her long thick hair. 

Vipanchika just stood there while I enjoyed her beautiful long hair. Standing behind her I put my face inside her thick hair, taking in the fresh aroma of her hair.

“ഇനി ഞാൻ എന്താ ചെയ്യേണ്ടത്.. ” she said looking me in the eyes and then glanced down. While doing so she briefly saw my thick hard 9 inch in its full glory. 

“ahhh” She gasped and looked a little frightened and shy at the same time. It was at that moment she realized what she would have to accommodate inside her small body.

“Don’t worry.. I will be very gentle” I pulled her closer and hugged her. Kissing very passionately on her lips, I made her aware of all my love for her and her beautiful long hair. My hands caressed her long hair everywhere it could reach. 

“PAARU” that’s how I am going to call you from now on. I said looking at her.

Taking her hands I led her to the living room and stood her in the middle while I sat on one of the couches. “Paaru.. Remove your saree” I ordered. 

Vipanchika nodded and swiftly pulled down her pallu. 

“Do it slowly, I want to enjoy it. We have all the time in this world” I stopped her. 

Sitting on the sofa, as naked as I was before, gently massaging my rock hard cock with my hands, I was enjoying every ounce of her body with my eyes. With most of her saree lying waist down, wearing just a thin blouse I could make out the shape of her bosoms and those perky nipples. I was sitting there with my dick in one hand gently stroking it and the other one massaging my balls. Vipanchika was so shy she didn’t look up, and her hands were crossed on her breasts, trying to cover them. I tugged her saree with my legs, loosening it and let it fall on the floor. She was now only in her skirt and blouse, blushing beautifully standing in front of me like that.

“Paaru let me see you make a hair bun” I ordered her again. 

Paaru’s beautiful virgin breasts projected even more when she lifted her hands to tie her hair. I was enjoying her voluptuous body. The many curves, her soft skin, everything about her was so pure and if she came any closer, I would have eaten her up. 

“..And Paaru put your hands down’ I ordered her again. She stopped covering her breasts and stood there still, her eyes almost closed. 

‘I know you don’t have anything under your blouse, and what about there?’ I asked moving my foot gently over her crotch, massaging her lower abdomen and pubic area over her red skirt. She caught my legs with both her hands in a reflex and suddenly let it go. 

“Sorry.. Sorry..” Paaru squeaked in fear.

“You are my slave.. Call me master from now on..”  

‘It’s ok, come near, let me see you close’ hearing this Paaru walked to the edge of my sofa and stood there.

‘Now lift up your skirt’ I ordered. 

‘Higher dear’ I said, nodding my head up. 

Ahh.. There it was, as sweet as a pie. I slowly started touching her crotch.. I looked up, Paaru’s eyes were closed, lips clenched and she had her skirt lifted up in both her hands. It was so soft down there, a little hair growth after a recent shave, that’s all. I could feel the roughness of newly shaven hair on my hands.

‘Beautiful’ I told her, still caressing her pussy. I caught one of her legs and placed it high on the couch’s arm. Now her sweet pussy was open like a flower in front of me. I let one of my fingers slide slowly in between her dark brown vulva, opening it further. Paaru was already so wet that my hands felt like it was inside a watery pudding. She was leaking which now started flowing down my hands. With both my hands I opened her further to see a bright pink inside, leading to a teeny tiny opening at the end. No certificate would do right to describe her hymen, I thought to myself. I was almost sure that even her tiny little finger had not gone anywhere near her cherry. The crown hood on top of her dark vulva stood in its all glory, I slowly pulled the skin back up to reveal her pinkish whitish clit and slowly circled the clit with my fingers teasing her.

‘Ammmaaa…’ Vipanchika cried in ecstasy looking up. I could see goose bumps all over her body and her clit pulsating with each deep breath. I cupped her crotch with my whole hand and squeezed a little. Opening her labia wide again with both hands, I licked the whole thing, tasting the love juice, drinking it. I didn’t stop with one, and continued kissing and eating her pussy. Paaru has now started thrusting herself on my face, her one hand now on my head pressing it onto her and the other still with the skirt folded up. She was moaning and breathing deeper and deeper, I knew she was about to cum, to tease her I stopped eating her pussy suddenly.

‘Please don’t stop, give me all, pleaseeee… ‘ she was begging. I stood up and pulled the string of her skirt, loosening it. As soon as Paaru lowered her legs from the couch, the skirt fell on the floor. She was now only in her blouse. Both of us were now standing very close, looking in her eyes, I tore her blouse off from her body, never even minding the hooks. Both of us were now truly naked, close to each other. I caught her by her neck and pushed her onto the sofa face first and her beautiful butt facing me. 

Paaru was on all fours when I widened her legs, exposing her flower. I took my rock hard 9 inch penis in my hand, pulling my foreskin further back, I rubbed it on her wet pussy moistening the tip nicely. With my other hand I opened her thick bun and it rolled  over my hands. Holding her hair tight like a ponytail, I pulled it hard. At the same time I moved my hips and tried to shove my thick cock in her virgin flower all in one go.

“AAOuuuuuUUUUU….MMmmm… AH ah AH oooouuu”

Paaru let out a loud cry, more because of pain and less enjoyment. I was still pulling her long thick hair, while my cock was trying to bury deep inside her. Being her first time, I knew this would be very painful for the little thing, but a part of me was enjoying her agony. I could feel my cock hitting her cherry with each gentle push. I wanted her to get accustomed to my thickness and length. I continued till she was fine with me inside her, Paaru’s eyes were now closed and with each push she was responding with a soft moan. “Mmhh.. Mmhh.. Mmhh.. Mmhh..”

Now ‘Time for me to claim my trophy’ I thought, holding her firmly by her waist, gave a deeper stronger thrust. 

“Aaaahhhh… mmmmaaaa..” Paaru screamed at the top of her voice, she was now begging me to stop but I didn’t notice, her face was now almost buried in the couch, I saw her biting to the fabric trying to endure the pain. My cock was now deep inside her completely and I fell on top of her kissing her on the cheeks. I could feel her pussy muscles squeeze my dick, I just lay there on top of her for a few minutes until she could come to senses. I kept my face in her thick long hair, the smell of her freshly washed hair was so intoxicating. I could feel my cock throbbing inside her tight pussy. I started moving my dick to and fro slowly, increasing speed bit by bit.

Vipanchika was still in shock, eyes closed, but her moans told me she had started enjoying it slowly. I got up on my knees, without taking out, I started thrusting her with more and more power. The pre-cum mixed with her blood was leaking from her pussy, but that didn’t stop me. Without taking out, I turned her over and laid her on her back. Holding her legs by the knees, I widened and flexed them to her sides giving me a deeper penetration. 

Paaru was moaning with each thrust I was giving, her pussy had given away completely to the girth of my penis, sliding in and out freely. After few minutes, I was fucking her with all my might. In all my years of fucking hundreds of women, I have never felt so excited. I was fucking her with all my heart, I wanted to come inside her badly, I wanted to fill her womb with my seed, I wanted to breed this long hair angel. I looked at her face, eyes closed, enjoying and enduring all my exploits on her fragile body. In spite of it being her first time, she did well to make me happy. Loosening my clutches on her knees, I hugged her with both my hands, Paaru responded by twinning her legs around me helping me further go inside her.

“Ahhhhhhh… Hmm.. Uff” I groaned loud, I was cumming inside her heavily. I haven’t cummed so good in many years, I smooched her lips until I finished. After some time I stood up, pulling out my cock from her glory hole, it was half limp, I saw my love potion mixed with her blood flowing out. I looked up at the clock, almost 3 hours, not bad. Vipanchika tried to get up, I told her not to and kissed on her forehead.

After taking a shower I came back to the living room and found that she was still there, exactly like how I left, sleeping naked with her legs wide open on the couch. Blood stains all over the fabric and the pinkish juice flowing out of her pussy had made a small patch on the sofa now. Her long dark hair was now all over the sofa hanging down, ends touching the floor. Like a pea, her nipples were now dark , hard and standing up. It was not more than 30 minutes ago we had a three hour long hot fuck session, still my dick was rock hard again seeing her beautiful body and long hair. 

With her still sleeping, I knelt in front and started sucking her breasts softly, gently circling her nipples with my tongue. Vipanchika woke up to that, I kissed her lips, explored her mouth with my tongue and she responded quickly, and we ended up enjoying three more sessions of extreme love making on her first day itself.

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I was deep in my thoughts, when Vipanchika woke me, she was asking if I could finalize the purchase. The new girl is a cute little Manipuri, 18years. After all these 10+ years, she is the only one I kept with me the whole time, fucks her regularly, cooks for me, does all my chores. I have shared her just once in all these years, with another long hair fetish friend, actually my 80 year old boss, we both enjoyed her together. Vipanchika still has her beautiful long hair, still very thick up to her thighs.

Our threesome session with Vipanchika is a story for another day. Will get to that soon.