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Vickie's Venture Ch. 02

By: BrettJ



As I write this new chapter of Vicki's fun, kinky life, I would like to thank "Miss Christie" for suggestions and her kind words. Much appreciated.

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Heather's rough, pink tongue licked at Vickie's nipples, her dear friend and playmate was moaning and carrying on. In between Heather's legs, sucking on her dripping wet, fiery red bush, was Lucinda, Vickie's sexy mom. Heather had never been this happy, or sexually satisfied, in all her young life.

The trio were meeting weekly now, sometimes more, spending hours in Lucinda's spectacular home. Since their first encounter, Vickie and her mother had shared hour upon hour of lesbian, incestuous bliss. When it came to her beautiful mother, Vickie was ravenous. She would feast on Lucinda's large clit, suck her breasts and fingerfuck her until both were sated. Afterwards, they would cuddle together, talk, share their day. At times, Nathan would come up and fuck them both, his ex seemed to relish being buggered by him while she ate her daughter's cunt. She would cry out obscene words while servicing her daughter's sexual needs and being ravaged simultaneously. "Oh, you fucking hot little bitch, your daddy raised such a fuckable slut, love it, love you, God Nathan, FUCK ME while I eat our daughter's slut-cunt!"

The money continued to benefit Vickie, her mother's little bonuses were put towards extra-sexy outfits which she wore exclusively for their sessions. She bought a dress that was all chain-mesh, underneath it she wore no underwear and a very sexy pair of high heels. From the second she walked in the door, Lucinda was hot to see her daughter's naked form, but Vickie teased her mercilessly for an hour. When her mother finally did devour her, both exploded in orgasm after orgasm.

Lucinda brought her lover into their sessions a few times, but oddly, there seemed to be no sexual chemistry between her and Vickie. Lucinda's lover understood her sexual needs and spent those evenings in the arms of a younger playmate she had found at work.

The threesomes with Heather, Vickie and Lucinda had begun quite simply. Vickie's mind drifted back to the beginning. Vickie had been lying in bed with Lucinda, their session over, her body still tingling from the five orgasms her lover-mother had wrenched from her. When the buzzer sounded, Lucinda let the person come up. Upon opening the door, Vickie was surprised to see Heather standing there.

"Your dad has the flu!" Heather said with a grin. "He asked if I could come and get you, seeing as I'm the only other one who knows about all of this. Besides, I'm positively DYING to meet her."

Vickie could tell that Heather's curiosity was piqued. Her friend and sometimes-lover was dressed for play, she wore a tight pair of black jeans that hugged her rounded little ass, and a black bustier. Her green eyes were practically glowing, her freckled face adorable and scrumptious, her pouty lips, soft and kissable.

Vickie leaned in and kissed her friend. "YOU are naughty."

Heather giggled. "And YOU love it, don't you?"

"And just who is this delicious little creature?" Vickie turned around to see her mother standing there, breathtaking in a golden robe. Hair tousled from their earlier sex games, Lucinda looked very much like the wild, sexual being she was. She strolled over to Heather and extended her arms.

"Hello, you beautiful little thing. I'm Lucinda."

For the briefest of seconds, Heather was speechless. "H-Heather" she stammered.

"Charmed." Lucinda's eyes roamed all over Heather's compact, adorable body. The electricity that passed between Heather and Lucinda was tangible, Vickie sensed something was going on.

"Tell me, sexy Heather, do you and my daughter fuck?"

If Lucinda expected to startle the sexy redhead, she was in for a surprise. "Every chance we get!"

Lucinda was momentarily taken aback at Heather's quick response, Vickie tried in vain to suppress a giggle. "All right then, do you think you'd like to fuck her mother?"

Heather took a few steps forward, leaned in towards Lucinda and kissed the sensual, older woman full on the mouth. Heather fondled Lucinda's lush breasts through the golden, silk robe.

"Baby, I'd like to blow your fucking mind."

With a savage snarl, Lucinda pulled the tiny redhead close and kissed her hard on the lips. "You're off to a good start, you naughty little bitch!" she hissed. She plucked at one of the strings of Heather's bustier. "I want to watch you take this thing off, come on baby, Vickie, we're going to have a very late night tonight."

Neither Vickie nor Lucinda knew it, but Heather was terrified that night. Most of her attitude had been sheer bravado, but now she was about to make love to this lush, sensual woman and her best friend at once. Under her jeans, she had worn the white, French-cut panties Vickie had given her as a gift, she was sure they were soaked through.

As Lucinda was leading Heather into the bedroom, Heather whispered back to Vickie "My God, you weren't kidding. This place is amazing!"

The bed was still rumpled from Lucinda and Vickie's earlier tryst, but Heather took very little notice of that. Heart pounding, all she could think of was feasting on Lucinda's beautiful body in full view of her wanton, blonde daughter.

Deciding to just go for it, Heather toyed with the strings of her bustier. She whirled, twirled and tugged, one by one. She wiggled her ass provocatively, knowing Vickie loved her tush and hoping her kinky mother shared her tastes. The bustier undone, the sweet redhead lifted one delicate breast to her mouth and licked the nipple. She looked over at Lucinda, walked over to the aroused woman and offered her the other breast. Lucinda took it, softly licked it, as gentle as a summer breeze. Heather could feel Vickie's eyes on them both and knew her friend was proud of her kinkiness.

"Come over here, baby girl" Heather said to Vickie. Vickie had no idea what Heather had in mind, but she trusted the girl implicitly, so she did as asked. Heather lifted her arms and let Vickie remove the bustier. Vickie moved close and slid her hand down Heather's tight jeans, feeling her hot, dripping pussy.

"You're soaked, you horny slut" Vickie whispered in her ear.

"You're just as much a slut as me!" Heather whispered back.

"We're ALL sluts in this room!" Lucinda said aloud, quite able to hear the girl's conversation. Everyone laughed.

Vickie walked towards the bed, shedding once again, the plaid schoolgirl outfit she had worn at Lucinda's request. She sat on the bed again, her mother cuddled close. "Your friend's very sexy" Lucinda whispered to Vickie.

"She's a little firecracker!" Vickie agreed.

"Has she fucked your Dad yet?"

"Hmm? Yeah, a while back."

"Pooh. I don't get to be the first."

Vickie smiled at her mother and kissed her softly. Lucinda lived for sex, she was a true hedonist and Vickie had inherited her kinky nature. She turned and watched as Heather sat down on the bed with them, tugging at her jeans.

Lucinda looked over at Heather and gave her a bright smile. "Here, let me do that, hon."

Heather smiled and nodded. Lucinda moved towards the girl and yanked, with one SWOOSH, Heather's jeans were off and in a puddle on the floor. Lucinda ran her gentle, knowing hands up the young girl's legs, noticing the white, French-cut panties. "Those look very sexy on you."

"Thanks. Vickie bought them for me, she says they look great on my ass."

Lucinda ran her hands over the redhead's round tush and pulled the panties to one side. "She's right. Oooh, you're a wet little thing." Lucinda inserted one slender finger into Heather's pussy and wiggled it, then removed it. She licked it off, slowly, teasing Vickie with the view. "You're a delicious little thing too" Lucinda purred.

"I want a taste!" Vickie said excitedly.

"Of course, baby!" Lucinda said, her voice dropping to a sultry purr. With a bit more tease, she slid her fingers into Heather's tight young cunt, really stroking her depths this time. Heather let out an involuntary groan, then her pussy was empty as Lucinda's fingers slid out. She offered them to her daughter, Vickie taking them sensually, putting on a little show for her friend and lover.

"Even better than normal, mother" Vickie sighed. She leaned in as Lucinda let the robe drop, Heather getting a full view of the mature woman for the first time. Vickie had told the girl her mother was stunning, she had not overstated it. Lucinda was lush, curvy, sensual, her skin was indeed the color of butterscotch. The word for Lucinda was alluring, Heather couldn't wait to share intimate delights with her.

"God, I want you!" Heather growled as Lucinda's hands cupped her beautiful breasts, her lips sucking on one coral-pink nipple. Heather squirmed in delight as Lucinda's educated tongue swirled around her nipple. On her other side, she saw Vickie's tousled blonde head move towards the other breast. Heather shivered in delight at the mother-daughter onslaught.

Heather felt herself being pushed down on the plush bed by Lucinda as Vickie climbed over top of her. She pressed her sweet body against Heather's and rubbed against her, pussy to pussy, then moved slowly upward. Spreading her long, tanned legs, she lowered her pink pussy over Heather's mouth as Heather felt Lucinda attach her mouth to her own, red, horny cunt.

"Oh, dear fucking Lord Vick, she's GOOD!" Heather screamed lustily as Lucinda began expertly tonguing her snatch. She shuddered involuntarily at the feeling, Lucinda took it as a sure sign she was doing something the girl liked, and ate her even more fervently. She loved her daughter, as both child and playmate, but there was something about Heather that turned her on, big-time. She gorged herself on the little redhead while she saw her blonde offspring being eaten out by Heather's skilled tongue. Lucinda knew she was depraved, she'd probably pay for this in some lifetime, but it was all worth it!

Vickie rocked her body to and fro on Heather's sucking tongue, enjoying again the talents of her best friend. Like herself, Heather believed in the motto "If it feels good, do it!" Heather had often bragged of her sexual exploits, sometimes to turn Vickie on – it always worked – and here was a new one to add to the list!

Vickie's cream trickled down her thighs and on to Heather's lapping tongue. After the evening with her Mom, Vickie hadn't thought herself capable of any more orgasms, but she was so sensitive from all the earlier love-play, her body was responding yet again. Lucinda's dusky form was face-deep in Heather's scarlet muff, eating her with abandon. Heather was howling like a banshee, Vickie didn't think she'd ever seen Heather in such a frenzy.

Heather's tiny fists were pounding on the bed, she was yelping "DamnDamnDAMN!" as Lucinda's sensual body swayed below her, her agile tongue licking at the folds of Heather's pussy. Vickie caught her mother's eye and winked, Lucinda came up for air for a moment and wriggled her tongue at her daughter.

In the time she and Lucinda had been lovers, not once had Vickie felt even a pang of regret. Her mother was her favorite client – although still not her ONLY client – and she loved spending time in Lucinda's bed, or on the plush couch, just touching, kissing, letting her mother arouse her to a fever-pitch. Her dark-haired parent was a wonderful lover, giving, inventive and very kinky. She had an inherent sensuality as well, they always either bathed together, or shared a shower, or had a massage.

Vickie gave as good as she got. She would run her slim hands all over her mother's Butterscotch skin, kneading and fondling, sometimes trailing her nails all over Lucinda's lush form. Sometimes Lucinda would chide her "Just stop teasing me, you little bitch, and fucking EAT my pussy!" , but most times, she would relish every gentle caress.

Heather was bucking upwards on the bed, her face pushed into Vickie's cunt as Lucinda tongued her to climax. Lucinda moved away from Heather's pussy and beamed. "You are even more delectable than you look, if possible!"

Vickie smiled. "Isn't she, though?"

Heather was still gasping for breath, but waved as a token of thanks. She couldn't focus, if she had died at this moment, she knew she'd already gone to heaven.

Vickie moved beside Heather on the bed and cuddled her close. The two young girls looked over at Lucinda, but it was Vickie who asked "What next?"

Lucinda grinned evilly. "Big Mike?"

Vickie nodded. "Big Mike."

Heather had no idea what they were talking about, but this evening was to be an evening of firsts. Lucinda moved sensually from the bed and went to a closet, taking something from it. Heather gasped when she saw what it was, Vickie had told her about the big double-dildo she and her mother had used to fuck each other.

"Hell, it'll never fit!" Heather said, terrified.

"You're soaked baby – it'll fit, trust me!" Vickie said, sliding her lips softly against Heather's. As ever, when they kissed, Heather melted. She had been the instigator of their early relationship, but student had surpassed teacher. She saw Vickie slide one end into her tight, neatly-trimmed, blonde pussy, groaning as she worked it in. Aiding in her arousal, Lucinda was behind her, stroking her hair, telling her what a "Pretty, fucky baby" she was. Heather moved closer, deciding to go for broke. Her nipples were stiff pegs as she eased herself onto the thick rod, sliding inch by agonizing inch into her slim, wet pussy.

Mother and daughter shared a contented smile as they saw Heather began to slide down on the cock, Heather trying valiantly to fit it in. Both women were happy with the addition of their new fuckmate, Vickie was over the moon that her mother found Heather desirable. Of course, how could she not. In the dimly lit room, Heather's body was beautiful beyond belief.

"Okay, got most of it, you blonde bitch!" Heather groaned at Vickie. "Come on Vick, show your mom what we've got. Fuck the shit out of me, you whore!"

"Damned right I will, you cunt!" Vickie snarled as she began to move the cock in and out, the motion of it fucking deeper into Heather's mound. Lucinda's hands were teasing her, gently plucking at her nipples, tongue delving into her ear, playing her like a fine instrument. Every moment of this mutual fucking was enhanced by her mother's skills.

"Oooh, oooh, Vickie, oh honey, so gooooodd!!" Heather sighed as the rubber cock see-sawed in and out of both girls. Heather saw Lucinda crawl away from Vickie and move towards her. Lucinda's beautiful face descended to Heather's for a heated kiss, but she didn't stop there. She kissed her way down Heather's smooth skin, her belly, until she reached her pussy, where she and Vickie were joined by the toy. Lucinda licked out and slid her tongue over Heather's clitty, which made her surge against Vickie.

"Oh, you fucking bitch, that's marvelous!" Heather moaned. Lucinda moved slowly down her thighs, then she licked along the wet double-dildo, licking the pussy cream from it, moving towards her daughter's body. She sucked and nibbled Vickie's clit, moving upwards, across the flat smoothness of the blonde's body. When she reached her daughter's mouth, she slid her tongue in deep, squeezing Vickie's rip tit.

"Now cum, my little fucktoys, cum BIG!"

That was all it took to put the two girls over the top. Heather and Vickie screamed out, and their bodies shook and bucked, an erotic sight that triggered Lucinda's own orgasm. Panting, gasping for air, they collapsed backwards and relaxed.

When they regained their strength, Lucinda drew a bath for the three of them, pouring in some of her lavender bath salts. It was a tight fit, even in the over-sized bathtub, but the loving trio didn't mind a bit.

Later, craving something sweet, Lucinda fixed them a Chocolate Fondue that they ate, feeding each other, laughing and carrying on. When they finished up in the wee small hours of the morning, everyone was happy and full of sugar. 

From that point on, Lucinda played with the Vickie / Heather combination almost as often as she saw her daughter alone. At times, Lucinda even met with Heather alone, she had begun to make the girl her own private fucktoy. There was a slight submissive streak in Heather when she was with a woman, Lucinda found that very appealing. She trained the girl to submit to her whims, which Heather was more than happy to do. Heather didn't object to the extra money, but unlike Vickie, Heather didn't need it. Instead, Heather's money was spent on clothes, lingerie and decadent outfits to enhance her sexual escapades.

Tonight, Heather had shown up late for their "date". Lucinda wasn't pleased at the absence of their little fuckmate, but once Heather showed up, all disappointment vanished in a second.

Vickie had worn her mom's favorite outfit on her, the white pleated tennis skirt – ultra-short – and a tight-fitting white lace halter, leaving lots of bare skin in between. She had recently had her navel pierced, a gift from Lucinda. She had been sitting with her daughter, waiting for Heather, teasing Vickie and playing with the new chain in her daughter's navel.

When Heather was buzzed up, both women gasped as she removed her coat. From collar to feet, Heather was wearing a black vinyl catsuit, it hugged every inch of her adorable body. She had never looked so brazenly fuckable.

"Oh Heather, migod, that looks amazing!"

Lucinda walked over to Heather and kissed her, running her fingers over the shiny material. "It sure does baby, you look so fucking hot!"

Heather grinned, a soft sigh escaped her lips as Lucinda continued caressing her. Vickie swatted her round buttocks, which looked amazing in the catsuit.

"Thanks darlings, it was expensive, but from your reactions, I guess it was worth it!"

Lucinda smiled at her lover. Heather was certainly proving to be a little vixen, meeting the little sexpot had been a wonderful experience. "Well sweetie, this little outfit will certainly go a long way to brightening my day."

A sombre look came over Heather's face. "Why, Lucinda darling, what's wrong?"

Lucinda scowled a bit. "Jessica left me today."

Heather was shocked. Jessica was Lucinda's long-time lover, they had been together since Jessica was 19. She hugged Lucinda close, she knew that she had to be hurting. "What happened?"

Lucinda sighed, her big brown eyes misting a bit. "She left me for Casey, the girl from work she's been sleeping with. Turns out Casey has a sizeable Trust Fund coming!"

Vickie hugged her on one side, Heather on the other. Both girls kissed her cheek. "She's nuts, Mom. She'll never find anyone as sensual, as creative, as wild in bed as you are!"

"I completely agree!" Heather said, moving in close to Lucinda. "You're an amazing lover, gifted and caring and fun and kinky and ... "

Lucinda laughed. "Okay, okay, I get the message. Vickie, I think our little friend here is horny!"

"In that outfit, I wouldn't doubt it. Come on ladies, let's get ourselves into the bedroom."

Both Lucinda and Vickie watched, with undisguised lust, Heather walk ahead of them and into the bedroom. She spread out on the bed and put her hand on top of her pussy mound. She rubbed it and made a little show, making both women hot to get at her.

Lucinda had worn a sheer black peignoir with matching mules, her hair nearly down to her ass. At the request of both women, Lucinda had been letting it grow out. Vickie sat beside Heather on the bed, hugged and kissed and played with her lover, her tongue licking across her neck, her ears. "You look – fucking AMAZING!" she growled, loud enough for Lucinda to hear.

Heather was so aroused, pleased with herself that Lucinda and Vickie appreciated her efforts. The feeling of the vinyl against her bare skin was so sexual, she had been horny for hours. Just being near Vickie was turning her on, Lucinda joined them on the bed.


Vickie's Venture Ch. 02



"You really ARE our little fucktoy, aren't you?" she intoned sensually. Heather could only nod.

"Do you know what we should do with this little fucktoy, Vickie baby?" Lucinda asked her daughter.

It was as if they were on the same wavelength. Vickie DID know, she reached for the nightstand and got out the leather restraints her mother had once used on her. Fastening them around a surprised Heather's wrists, she secured the horny redhead to the headboard, she tossed the second set to Lucinda, who secured her feet. Being tiny, there wasn't much room for Heather to move.

"Okay, what are you two bitches going to do with me?" Heather asked.

Lucinda reached out and slapped Heather's face, not too hard, but firmly. "Fucktoys only speak when told they may. Correct, Vickie dear?" Vickie nodded, getting hot at the idea of what was to happen next.

Lucinda's hands once again roamed all over Heather's vinyl-clad flesh. She was so hot for this little sweetie, in some ways, she loved Heather almost as much as she loved her own kinky daughter. Her private times with Heather often exhausted her, the little minx was truly insatiable.

Lucinda squeezed Heather's round, pert tits through the vinyl, being slightly rough. Heather moaned, some in pleasure, some in exquisite pain. She knew if she lived another 50 years, she'd never equal Lucinda in the erotic arts. Lucinda instructed Vickie to rub Heather's pussy while she squeezed, then she kissed the girl softly.

"Going to behave?"

Heather nodded.

"Good." She ran her hand down Heather's nearly-immobile body, putting pressure on this time. Heather tried to squirm, but was unable to move very much.

Lucinda grinned, trying to appear evil, but her arousal was evident in her eyes. "You may speak, Heather dear. Tell me, how do you get this sexy thing open?"

Heather returned the smile. "It has zippers, which are dark, to blend in with the suit. One at the top of the collar, which goes down to just below the stomach. The other is just above my pussy – Mistress!"

Lucinda clapped her hands, obviously pleased that Heather was going to participate willingly with this little scenario. From her vantage point, Vickie smiled. She was happy this was going well, it would take her mother's mind off the loss of Jessica.

"Vickie sweetie, come here and unzip the top of this thing. Lick her – slowly, understand? I'm going to have myself a taste of that cunt!" She unzipped the lower part of the catsuit, making a bit of a show of it. The scent of wet pussy filled her nostrils, she inhaled and Lucinda buried her face in her young lover's pussy.

Heather wailed loudly, tried to move, tried in vain to get closer to Lucinda's licking tongue, to Vickie's tongue trailing her neck, her breasts and stomach. She couldn't budge, this was the most exquisite of tortures. Her pussy was dripping, she could hear Lucinda's mouth slurping noisily away. Heather wanted to cry out, to tell these fucking bitches how good she felt, but she knew if she stayed silent, the rewards would be greater.

Heather had no idea what they had in mind for her, but she had no doubt she'd enjoy it. Vickie continued to be her best friend, now there was the added bonus of being her lover. A very unselfish lover, who loved watching Heather bounce up and down on her father's meaty cock, or be fucked by a dildo wielded by her kinky slut of a mother.

Vickie grinned over at Lucinda, they had again connected. Lucinda pulled out a tiny blue vibe, Heather had given it to her as a gift the previous week. She moved it towards Heather's clit while Vickie bit one nipple, gently.

"Oh, you fucking BITCH, that's cruel!" Heather yowled as she climaxed. The cruel sneer that crossed the faces of both women were replaced by smiles, they loved watching sexy little Heather cum.

The women untied her, but Lucinda turned to her sternly. "You spoke without permission, you must apologize."

Still a vision in black vinyl, Heather looked at Lucinda and said "I am sorry, Mistress."

Lucinda smiled again. "That is not enough. You must atone. Your punishment will be to eat my pussy from behind and rim my ass. Don't stop until I tell you. In the meanwhile, Vickie, you are to fingerfuck and eat her pussy, which will make her do a better job."

The girls smiled. It was Lucinda's money, she called the shots. Not that anyone minded. Rubbing her wrists, Heather got on her hands and knees and buried her face in Lucinda's dark pussy. She ate the soaked cunt with pleasure, at first she flattened her tongue and licked, slowly, teasing, but she began to eat with relish. She wondered if she should play with Lucinda's dangling, big tits, but decided to go for it. From the sighs coming from the older woman, she knew she'd made the correct choice. Lucinda's breasts were irresistible anyway, now she slithered her tongue against her lover's Butterscotch skin and up and around her ass. Lucinda squealed and said "Fuck, that's it, my little fucktoy, yeahhh, apologize, apologize GOOD, you horny slut!"

Vickie was eating Heather's pussy, aroused as hell. She loved seeing her mother like this, beautiful and perverse all at once. Vickie just looked at Lucinda for a while, she knew the woman would be strikingly beautiful even at 60. She would still desire her mother's lush body, even then. "Eat her baby, eat my Mom's cunt!" Vickie cried out.

"Oh God, yeahhhhh!" Heather sighed, delighting in every kinky second. The vinyl against her skin continued to arouse her, so did the sexy blonde between her legs and the beautiful brunette she was loving. Everything in this house was intended for sensual, wonderful pleasures.

Lucinda was cumming now, not even bothering to hide it. She was squirming, writhing, moving as close to Heather's ass-licking tongue as she could, turning and seeing her sexy daughter happily buried in Heather's pussy. Life couldn't get any better than this.

The girls came shortly afterwards, Lucinda brought them all some nice wine and a bite to eat. "It's your turn for some fun, baby" Lucinda said to Vickie, caressing one delicate breast. "Any ideas?"

Vickie smiled at the pair, the wheels were turning. "Hmm, do you happen to have any plastic sheeting?"

Lucinda raised an eyebrow, what the ---? "Yes, from when they painted last year, in the storage closet under the stairs. Why?"

Vickie's mind was still moving. "Do you have any of the chocolate from the fondue we had a while back?"

Lucinda grinned. "Yes, we only used about half."

Vickie smiled. "Okay Mom, I want you to heat it up until it melts – not hot, but warm – then I want you to pour it all over my naked body and you two whores can lick it all off of me!"

"Oooh, yummy!" Heather said, clapping her hands together. Lucinda nodded and went to make preparations. Vickie pulled Heather close to her, running her fingers through her red curls, kissing her softly, the two making out like a pair of teenagers. It was times like this Vickie thought she adored Heather the most.

Snuggling together, Heather asked Vickie "You sure it's over between your Mom and Jessica?"

Vickie sighed. "Yeah. The bitch came this morning and cleared out all her stuff." Jessica had never been her favorite person, but she was extremely angry about how it had ended between Jessica and her mother.

Heather smiled. "Vickie, do you think Lucinda would like to meet my Aunt Alexus?"



Vickie's Venture Ch. 03



Vickie's Cell Phone rang and she answered it as soon as she could. That was her special phone, the one she used for her customers. In the last little while, she'd built up quite the nice little clientele, not including Lucinda herself. The reason was she prided herself on discretion, plus no matter what she had to do to achieve that goal, the customer was  always  left satisfied.

"Hello, you've got Vickie. Oh, hello, how are you? I'm surprised to hear from  you , but ... oh no, I'm sorry, I can't. I have a commitment tonight and don't have anyone free until after midnight. That'll be fine? All right, yes she is ... of course, I think we can accommodate that request. The fee? I think we can work that out later, have a lovely day."

Vickie snapped the phone shut and was a bit miffed. The client who had just called was an attractive woman who she would dearly loved to have girl-fucked, but she and Heather, Heather's Aunt Alexus, Lucinda and a few other women were getting together for a lesbian orgy she simply  couldn't  pass up. Then she was going to end the evening by going home and fucking Daddy raw. She was glad she had a few girls she could trust now, her own little entourage, because this woman was someone she truly wanted as a repeat customer.

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Melissa Price gathered up her books and waved goodbye to her favorite teacher, Katherine Saunders. Katie was always glad to see Melissa, the girl was the kind of student teachers lived to inspire, she was bright, inquisitive and friendly and always seemed to have a smile on her face. Melissa was up for any challenge and was very involved with the School, including being on dance committees and a former member of Student Council. The pony tailed teen was also very easy on the eyes, as a lot of the boys had noticed. Melissa didn't seem to have a lot of time for boys though -- it puzzled Katie, given the girl's popularity, she could have had her pick of any male in the school. A few times, she had thought Melissa might be gay, but she did see Melissa flirt with boys, she just chose not to date any of them. Oh well, it wasn't any of her business, the strawberry-blonde thought to herself as she walked towards her car and made her way home -- to a big, lonely apartment with only her cat, Colonel, to keep her company, she sighed.

Melissa walked into her favorite coffee shop, ordered a large Mexican Don Pepe and got the restroom key. Once the door was locked, she let down her ponytail and brushed her waist-length blonde hair, in a few minutes, it was shining in the light. She applied a bit of blush, some shadowy mascara and a light orchid eyeliner. Next, she unbuttoned all but two of the buttons on her blouse and let her gorgeous 34C tits show in the lacy black bra she'd been hiding. Melissa had been working on her tan whenever she could; not a single tan line marred her breasts. She followed that action by rolling up the plaid skirt she'd worn that day to the point where her buttocks showed -- barely -- and one could see the tiny black thong she was wearing.

The killer touch came after that, she slipped off her sensible shoes and from her duffel bag, extracted long, thigh-high black PVC boots with a wicked stiletto heel. It wasn't Melissa who emerged from the restroom, it was Melisande. She grabbed her coffee and indulged herself with a Biscotti and flipped her Cell and dialed Vickie's number, feeling the eyes of the young Barista watching her with obvious interest.

"Hi Nick -- yeah, everything's great. What time are they expecting me? In an hour? Great, no worries. Am I going to them or are they ... they're sending a Limo? Ooh, sounds swanky, here's where I'll be then. Hugs and kisses sweetie, talk with you tomorrow." Melisande was glad she'd had her little talk with her friend Heather, who had nudged her in Vickie's direction. Being one of the horniest young women on the planet, her  new  extra-curricular activities were a lot of fun and very easy on the pocketbook.

Melisande had to be honest with herself, she was a tiny bit nervous, as she'd never been with a couple before, but Vickie had assured her the young marrieds were very nice and really sexy. Vickie always checked out the clients in advance, she either had references or insisted on meeting them in person. To calm her nerves, Melisande considered going outside and lighting a cigarette, she still had a few in her purse, but she'd been highly successful in her attempts to quit -- with some motivation from Vickie and Heather, who promised her something special if she stayed smoke-free for 3 months.

Another factor was that the aroma lingered, as did the smell of the joint she also had in her duffel bag. No -- if these people are as sexy as Vickie says they are, I want to be 100% straight.

Promptly at 6 PM, a long stretch limo picked Melisande up at the designated spot. Long coat wrapped around her, she got in the limo and saw the handsome couple seated inside. The male half extended his hand and greeted her warmly.

"Melisande, my -- you're just as lovely as Vickie said you'd be -- no, you're  lovelier . I'm Barry Saunders and this is my wife, Tenaya." Melisande heard the last name Saunders and wondered if he was any relation to Katherine Saunders, her teacher? "I hope you'll be everything we've been fantasizing about." Tenaya smiled at her, she was pretty enough, with her hair tied up behind her and horn-rimmed glasses. Her clothes were somewhat elegant though, as were Barry's and she had a lovely smile, with beautiful brown eyes.

"I guarantee it," Melisande said confidently.

"You're my birthday present," Tenaya said softly.

"Oh? Well then, happy birthday," Melisande said, leaning in to kiss the blonde woman. She brushed her lips against Tenaya's, but Tenaya threw a bit more passion into her kiss and her hand brushed Melisande's cheek. This woman can kiss and I don't think it's her  first  time kissing another girl, Melisande thought.

"Share, darling?" Barry asked his wife, who nodded. She kissed Barry and then let him kiss Melisande, who gave him a preview of things to come. Her tongue darted with his and they kissed for a while as the limo drove on. Then Melisande returned her attentions to Tenaya -- why  not  start things up a bit, she reckoned.

The limo pulled up to a luxurious townhouse and the trio got out. The couple linked their arms with Melisande's and led her upstairs to a beautifully furnished home, with tasteful decorations everywhere. Barry poured them a drink and told Melisande he was a writer. "You're  that  Barry Saunders?" Melisande said, astonished. Barry laughed, indeed he was -- now that she could see him clearer, he looked exactly like the pictures on his dust jackets. Melisande was a huge fan, his characters were bold, vivid and real -- and sexy. She was going to have sex with Barry- frickin'-Saunders, she danced inside.

Tenaya sat down and removed her coat, she was wearing a light pink silk blouse and elegant black skirt, calf-length, with a pair of black stiletto heels and sexy hosiery. Still, Melisande thought, she seemed a bit tame in appearance to be the wife of such an accomplished writer.

"What do you do?" Melisande asked as she also sat down and joined Tenaya.

"I'm a schoolteacher at Briarwood Academy," Tenaya said.

"Oh?"

Barry spoke now. "Yes -- which is the reason we requested you when Vickie showed us your picture."

Tenaya spoke now, her voice changed tone, becoming softer and more alluring. "I see some of those  shameless  little bitches in their uniforms, with their skirts hiked and their gorgeous asses and pussies showing, their long legs and I just want to pull them into my class and have my way with them. Little  sluts , I want to show them what a  real  woman could do to their hot little cunts, but unfortunately, I'm a well-respected member of the faculty and I can't do that. Besides, the scandal could ruin Barry. But I yearn to eat their slutty little pussies, so every once in a while, we get a girl like you and I do naughty,  horrid  things to her." Tenaya said, shuddering a bit in delight. 

Clearly, Melisande had underestimated Barry's blonde wife. He smiled.

"Melisande, I can assure you that Tenaya won't harm you, quite the opposite, you'll leave here weak in the knees. My wife can be quite the shark once she gets going and I don't mean to brag, but I can still throw a woman a mean fuck, even though I'm heading ... " Barry coughed intentionally " ... towards 50."

"My  Daddy  is 50," Melisande purred, throwing a bit of a spin on the events. "I have a bit of a Daddy complex, I warn you."  Melissa  had wanted to screw her business-exec father for some time now, but he always saw her as his little girl, she knew. Barry's eyebrow arched in response and she could feel Tenaya's eyes staring lusty holes in her.

"Why don't you show us what it is you're wearing under that coat?" Tenaya purred softly. Melisande realized she hadn't taken it off, even though the other two had made themselves quite comfortable.  It's all about the show , she thought to herself, remembering some of the things Vickie had taught her. She stood up and let the long coat slide to the floor, showing off her wares. She did a little pirouette and showed her tiny skirt, the sexy ass clad only in a thong, all of her body on full display for the pretty teacher and her somewhat-older husband.

"Oh my -- oh, she's exquisite, we chose well," Tenaya said, almost drooling. "We're going to enjoy her darling, I can tell."

"How did you two meet?" Melisande asked. Famous authors and schoolteachers did not often run in the same circles.

"Before I hit it big, I taught at Briarwood. Tenaya was one of my students and I'm afraid my willpower wasn't quite as strong as hers. I couldn't resist her hot little sexkitten body, so I seduced the little bitch and fucked her on a near-daily basis until the summer, when she graduated."

"He  thinks  he seduced me," Tenaya giggled, Melisande and Barry joining in. Tenaya continued. "He was my first," she sighed. "Well, first  man  anyway," she added with a chuckle. "I moved in with him a few months after that and he makes sure my pussy is well satisfied. He's a wonderful husband!" Tenaya blew him a kiss as Barry poured them all a final drink.

They drank a toast to the "sexy lessons" that were yet to come. Tenaya stroked Melisande's cheek again. "We should go upstairs darling, I simply can't wait any longer to get at you." She led the girl up a flight of stairs to a spacious, beautifully lit bedroom with a large bed, more than enough room for fun and games. Melisande was horny with anticipation, she hoped they'd be as sexy in bed as they acted and sounded.

"Would you like to see more of me?" Tenaya smiled at Melisande. Curious to see the wildcat Barry had described, she nodded.

Tenaya unwrapped the black skirt and revealed legs that were sleek and shapely and wearing stockings and suspenders. Her pussy was covered by a pair of sheer black-lace panties. The blouse was unbuttoned to reveal perfect-sized tits clad in a lacy pink & black bra and skin a buttery complexion, looking appealing and soft to the touch. Tenaya's next move was to remove her glasses and then she let her hair down -- it was an astonishing transformation, the once-modest teacher was now absolutely stunning. She was one of the loveliest women Melisande had ever seen and her anticipation of what was going to happen made a Quantum leap.

Tenaya's eyes narrowed and she walked in front of Melisande and spoke sharply. "Why are you dressed like that, you little whore? Haven't I warned you about dressing like that in my classroom?"

Melisande picked up her cue immediately. "Y-Yes ma'am," she said meekly.

"So, why do you continue to do it?"

"My Daddy -- my Daddy makes me dress this way."

Barry smiled to himself -- the naughty little bitch had added a nice twist to the mix. She was going to be well worth the exorbitant fee Vickie had charged.

"Your  father  makes you dress this way?"

"Yes. He says since I'm a little  slut , I should dress like one." Melisande continued, thinking on her feet.

"Are  you a little slut?" Tenaya said, tremendously turned on by this exciting new twist in her fantasy.

"I -- I guess so. I fuck my Daddy when Mommy's not home, I love his big Daddy-cock."

"Hmm. You are a slut then, and should be punished for that. Let's take care of that now, shall we?"

Tenaya led the blonde teen over to the edge of the bed and extracted a small ruler from the nightstand. Melisande looked over at Barry, who said quietly "She won't hurt you, just go along with it -- you're doing great."

"Twenty strokes," Tenaya said firmly, bending the girl over. She lifted the skirt and saw the tiny panties. "You are naughty, such a little tramp. I hope we can correct your bad attitude."

Whack! came the first blow of the ruler and contrary to Barry's statement, it stung -- but for the exorbitant fee Vickie was giving her, Melisande would endure it. 19 more followed and her tush was a bit warm, but she endured Tenaya's flailing of her buttocks, she could hear from the soft pants the blonde was making she was getting off on it. Not only that, she was feeling mildly aroused herself.

Tenaya stopped on the twentieth stroke and pulled Melisande's tiny thong aside. "Just as I suspected, you're soaked. You really are a perverted little slut, aren't you?" She sighed, with a bit of exaggeration. "Just what am I going to do with you?"

"Eat me."

"What?"

"You heard me teach --  eat  me. You're not fooling anyone, I know you've been checking me out in class. You want me teach, you're as big a slut as I am -- a  perverted lezzie slut ."

"No -- no, I'm not."

Melisande yanked the blonde teacher close and snarled "Yes you are, but it's okay. Let's do all sorts of slutty things to each other, the kind whores like us get off on. You want to, don't you teach?"

Her breathing heavy, not play-acting at all at that moment, Tenaya groaned "Yes -- oh yes, it's wicked and I'm a horrible person, but I want your sweet little pussy and tits and ass ... "

"It's all cool, teach," Melisande said, enjoying her role. "When Daddy's not around, I fuck  Mommy  too. I come by my slutty behavior naturally."

Tenaya gave out a gasp, this sexy teen was proving to be a wonderfully inventive little fuckmate. "I-I shouldn't, I'm trying so hard to be good and virtuous ... "

"Goodness and virtue are overrated. Face it teach, you're a slut, like me. Come on -- you know you want to lick my tits and pussy and make me cum and have me do those things to you. Don't you, you horny bitch?"

Continuing the roleplay, Tenaya groaned "Yes, damn you, YES! I think you're delicious and I can't wait to bury my face in your horny little cunt and eat you up!" With that, she pushed the blonde teen on the bed and yanked the skirt and blouse away. The bra followed suit and silky-soft skin pressed against Melisande's own, rubbing and caressing. The brown-eyed blonde was slowly forgetting about the Role Playing and now getting down to the business of pleasuring her birthday girl toy. Her tongue trailed all over the girl's body and Melisande groaned out her joy. Her boot-clad legs closed around the blonde teacher's head as Tenaya ate her cunt fervently.

Barry loved the fact after all these years, his sexy paramour could still shock him. He'd never seen Tenaya respond to anyone the way she did Melisande, he had to admit, the little blonde honey was a treat. His cock was already throbbing and he was about to join them, when Melisande spoke up.

"Oh Miss, we've been caught. Oh no -- it's my  Daddy !"

Had Barry been a woman, he would have squealed with delight. Melisande continued to top herself with her inventiveness. He played along with the game.

"What are you doing, Melly? You little slut, now you've seduced your own teacher? Have you no shame?"

Melisande smiled a most-wicked smile at her "Daddy" and said "Of course not Daddy, I'm a  slut . She was easy Daddy, you know they can't resist my hot little pussy -- no one can. Join us Daddy, she's a fucking wildcat." Her fingers were pumping in and out of Tenaya's pussy as she role-played, the husband and wife duo were thrilled by how clever she was. Tenaya was soaked and hunching against the invading fingers.

"Sir, I'm sorry -- your daughter, she tricked me, she ... " Barry raised his hand.

"No excuses, she's a whore and always will be one, but you're supposed to be a figure of authority. No matter -- you are both hot bitches and I suppose fucking you both won't do any more damage." He joined the lesbian duo on the bed and let Tenaya help him slide tight, trashy little Melisande onto his rod. The teen knew how to handle a cock and began to ride him while his perverted wife licked their joined bodies, thrilled at how much fun they were having. This was the sexiest birthday she'd ever had, she thought perhaps they should consider Christmas, Boxing Day, Valentine's Day, she chuckled.

His cock moved in and out of the teenage girl's tight pussy and he wished she was his daughter for a moment. Taboo or not, he doubted he -- or Tenaya -- could have resisted Melisande's charms. Her tits were round perfection and her eyes gleamed as she fucked, she clearly took pride in her work. The boots looked so hot on her legs and she was now lip locked with his wife as they continued to screw each other senseless.

"Fuck my teacher Daddy, I've never seen you fuck someone else!" Melisande said, still intent of keeping the game going. Barry had to admire her grace under pressure.

"You  lie , you horny bitch, I saw you watching your mother and I the other night, but all right. This blonde cunt needs a cock, do you want it?" he asked Tenaya.

"Please -- oh yes, please, I want it!" the blonde teacher moaned and then she was on all fours, her face buried in Melisande's sweet blonde pussy and her body being filled with hard, fucking cock. Tenaya enjoyed the dual role she got to play, prim and proper teacher / author's wife by day, then wild fuckbitch in private. The couple had friends that had no idea what went on behind closed doors and thought them a respectable type of people, pillars of the community. They also had a more intimate circle that knew Tenaya's sexual proclivities well and were there to indulge her every perverse whim. Barry devoted a good portion of his earnings to keeping his beautiful wife happy, she adored him in turn and kept him well-fucked.

"Fuck her Daddy -- oh, she is a slut, just the kind you and Mommy like -- yes, I know all your secrets Daddy, you perv, fuck my teacher's hot little cunt while she's licking me, ohhhh Daddy, she's so fucking good!" Melisande yowled as Tenaya's tongue filled her cunt. She knew she shouldn't, but Melisande was overwhelmed by the sexiness of it all and she came, but that triggered the couple's orgasms as well and they joined her and just went over the edge with her.

It was a long and sexy night -- the sexy couple had Melisande get dressed again and this time, Tenaya played the "mother" who was concerned for her little girl's grades. She and her "daughter" fucked the teacher until Barry agreed to give Melisande an "A". Again, the teen was creative and inventive and everyone came gangbusters. A final romp was held in the shower, just sudsing and cleaning and enjoying each other. They had some birthday cake to end the evening, insisting Melisande join them, which she did happily -- she was famished.

"We'd both like to see you again," Barry told her, Tenaya, mouth full, nodding along.

"That's great with me, I had a ball!" Melisande agreed. "Call Vickie, she can set it up. Do you have a fantasy you'd like to fulfill, Barry?"




Vickie's Venture Ch. 03



Tenaya swallowed and told Melisande "His birthday is coming up. You and I can be the naughty secretaries or the sexy librarians. I like those -- you know, wear a skirt that is just a bit too short and the glasses, like I wore tonight, with the naughty stocking tops showing and stiletto heels ... "

"Hey, knock it off you two, you'll get me all horny again and I don't think I have enough energy for that." Barry said as his wife kissed him. He handed Melisande her money and she said her goodbyes.

****

Melissa got into the cab, got out her Cell and dialed Vickie. "Hi baby, it went well, thanks. Oh, they were hot, I'll tell you all about it."

Vickie replied while Lucinda's mouth was glued to her cunt "Good sweetie, hey -- do you know Katherine Saunders? The teacher, oh yeah, that's the one, yes, she seemed very nice. Get this -- she just called me looking for a date -- word must be getting around the Grapevine. I told her I couldn't make it tonight, so she asked if I knew another cute blonde, a sexy-schoolgirl type with a terrific ass and killer tits. Funny -- the girl she described sounded just like you!" Vickie chuckled.

"I can be ready in an hour!" Melisande cooed happily. Sleep was overrated anyway.



Vickie's Venture Ch. 04



A Note to My Readers: Hello to my regulars and thanks for staying with me. Some of you have likely been wondering why I haven't finished some series, like this one. The answer is simple, yet annoying. My computer died. 85% fried folks, the point of no return. I have this one, my spare, but it will NOT read the Flash Drive on which the older stories are stored. No notes available for me to work with. I have a few stories close to completion, but can't access them. On a positive front, I can get the computer to work for short periods during which I can transfer files from one drive to one that does work over here -- thus, you are seeing a new chapter of "Vickie's Venture". For those who are new readers of my stuff, Vickie is friends with a young lady named Heather who has her own series of stories. This story takes place shortly before Heather goes on her honeymoon.

Thanks for your continued support! ~~BrettJ

Nathan showed his daughter the ledger in which they'd been entering their bank deposits for the past six months. In that short a period of time, they had gone from near-bankruptcy to having nearly $100,000 in the bank.

"Sex sells Daddy," Vickie smiled as she gave her father a hug. Nathan noticed a real change in her persona, she moved with a confidence she had not possessed before. She was now the kind of woman who grasped the bull by the horns and met life's challenges. When her father had lost her job, wild thoughts went through her mind. She became a high-class call girl -- for women only. There had been some interesting bumps in the rode, but she had weathered every storm.

She had been like that as a child. When her mother left, Vickie cried for a week and then picked up the pieces. She stopped calling herself Val or Valentina and insisted on using her middle name, Victoria. She wouldn't answer to Valentina and within 2 years, the little girl had even forgotten that was her birth name.

Victoria walked around their new apartment, they'd been living here for almost a year now. Victoria listed her occupation as "Model & Agent" and she had done some real modeling work. Most of the clients only wanted one thing -- the kind of sexy a hot, leggy, incredibly kinky young blonde could provide for them. From her first assignment, Vickie knew that women were it for her. Lucinda's knowing touch had sealed the deal and Vickie had not been with another man since, save one.

She walked around their apartment in a slinky blue negligee, her body having added some maturity over the past few years. Indeed, after earning the first $25,000, Vickie and Nathan had invested in a nice package of Nautilus equipment and a personal treatment. One look at dynamic Sonia and Vickie knew she would be working extra hard. Sonia was a dynamic force, like a tornado that sweeps you off your feet. The 5'11" inch amazon took no backtalk and put Vickie through her paces, but her eyes never left Vickie for the entire time she worked out. Vickie was smart enough by now to recognize a lesbian or a bi-sexual by now. Sonia turned out to be the latter and after some persuading" from Vickie and her father, her rate plummeted by half. It was a good deal all around and Vickie found that Sonia was as demanding in the bedroom as she was anywhere else. Luckily for her, in matters sexual, Vickie's skills far outweighed Sonia's.

Early on in her business, Vickie realized that her client list was growing faster than she could handle. Even though she herself only slept with female clients, she knew for economical reasons she would likely have to take on couples as well. As she wasn't going to do this herself, she knew she would need some help. It would be tricky, for how does a girl walk up to someone and ask "Hey, I'm working as a Call Girl and making big money, would you like to work for me?"

There was only one person Vickie trusted enough to be that blunt with and that person was her BFF Heather. Heather was almost a sex addict and despite sharing her body with a beefy hunk named Bryan and the gorgeous Racquel and several other stunning women, Vickie sensed her friend still wouldn't get enough. Heather was thrilled to be able to meet some new & sexy women of varying ages. "I'll learn some new mad skills," She told Vickie as they made their handshake deal. "You can keep the cash, I'd do this for free."

Vickie wasn't having that, she insisted that everything be fair and above board. She didn't need to earn much more than she earned on her own, so she offered Heather 80% of her earnings and she would get the remaining 20%. When Heather found out about how much money she would be earning, she almost keeled over.

Heather and Vickie did Heather's first assignment together and then Vickie sent her out on her own after that. Heather helped out in other ways as well, she spread the word through the "underground" of friends she knew she could trust and soon, Vickie had several lovely young women in her employ.

Early one morning, it was barely 7 AM, Vickie's business phone rang. Vickie was a huge grump in the morning but she knew that it was important to be personable at all hours when dealing with clients. She picked up the phone and answered "Hello" in the sweetest tone she could muster at such an ungodly hour.

"Where did you GET that girl?" A voice said on the other end of the phone. It was Debra Jo, the client to whom she'd sent Heather the night before. Debra Jo was a mature beauty in her mid-50's who looked 10 years younger. She was married to a man that had no idea she loved women and she could only see them when he was out of town or when she could arrange discreet rendezvous. She always went to Vickie because they had clicked from the minute Debra Jo walked into the hotel bar. The long-haired blonde wore her years well and with an air of sensuality. Once the two blondes were rolling around in the large bed in Debra Jo's suite, the kid gloves came off -- on both sides. Debra Jo liked it down and nasty and with the stamina Vickie now had from working out with Sonia -- in every way -- she was able to give Debra Jo the kind of girl-fucking she craved. Debra Jo called her at least once a month now and Vickie made sure never to disappoint her client. She always wore black and slinky and made sure her heels were stilettos. Last night had been the first time she had not been able to meet with her friend, another client had booked her weeks in advance and she was curious to meet with the young woman. If the pictures she had sent Vickie in her E-Mail were any indication, Vickie was going to have a grand old time with Mei-Ling.

She hadn't wanted to disappoint Debra Jo, she valued her business and friendship. She had impressed it on Heather that she was to make sure Debra Jo got the top of the line treatment. "Hit her with everything you've got," She said to the petite redhead. Then she added "Which is plenty."

Vickie was wide awake now and wondering what had gone wrong? She trusted Heather and knew the petite angel was a wildcat in bed, she and Vickie had torn up the sheets several times. When you girl-fucked Heather, you did not come away unscathed. It didn't matter -- Debra Jo was the client and if she wasn't happy, Vickie would fix it.

"I'm sorry you're unhappy, Debra Jo, I'll ..."

"Did I SAY I was unhappy?!" Debra Jo shrieked with laughter. "Dear fucking God girl, what a little fuckbunny she was. Does she live on sex?" Debra Jo chuckled again. "She showed up at my home in the sexiest black cocktail dress and heels, her red hair frames that gorgeous, adorably freckled face. I invited her in and I saw the look of mischief in her eyes. I wasn't waiting another minute. I pulled her into my arms and planted one on her!

If I thought I was going to one-up her, the little minx set me straight. She ran her tongue all over my lips and sucked on mine. Because she was in heels, we were the same height to the little bitch grabbed my ass and squeezed it. What a little vixen!

`Do you want to get to know me or do you just want to fuck?' She asked me. You know me Vickie, I'm not usually intimidated, but this fuckable nymphet left me speechless. I had some nice drinks chilling, so I asked her to sit down. She sat down and crossed those nice legs of hers, she was wearing patterned stockings -- you know how I like those. I loved the shoes and she kept swinging her foot and dangling one from her foot, letting the tip catch the light. I was fucking turned on and we hadn't done anything yet. 

I offered her a Margarita and the saucy little imp made a real show out of drinking it. Here I was, sitting there in my tight red leather pants -- you know the ones -- and a silver silk blouse, wondering how fucking fast I can get out of my clothes. All the while, this little minx is sitting there talking to me with that husky, soft voice of hers and I'm aching to touch her. When I finished my drink, I don't know if she had even finished hers, I went over to her, grabbed her hand and tugged her into my bedroom.

She was a delight, she even noticed the furnishings and fixtures and commented on them. This young lady had class, even if she was a Grade-A tease. I yanked her to me, crushed her lips to mine and squeezed her little ass this time. It's such a lovely little bubble butt!"

Vickie was aroused now and using her vibe. She could picture her friend and Debra Jo together and wished she could have been there to see it. Debra Jo's description was vivid enough.

"I loved the breathy little moans she was making, the squeals -- adorable and sexy at the same time. I took her to my bed and undressed her, she was a sexy present all wrapped in black. Underneath the wrapping was sweet sexy skin with the lightest dusting of freckles and more yummy black, this time all in lace.

I wanted to look at her, take all of her in. She may be tiny, but that girl packs a punch! I touched her like she was a precious doll, albeit a very sexy doll. She was so sexy and once I had her clothes off, she turned herself loose."

Vickie well remembered how loose Heather could get and as her favorite vibe strummed her clit, she let Debra Jo finish.

"The little slut practically attacked me. You know how tight those leather pants are and she had them off me in less than one minute. She was all over me like a whirling dervish with her hands and tongue and rubbing that dynamite little body against mine. Only one person has ever eaten my pussy that well and I'm talking to her right now. 

I loved the fact that Heather wasn't afraid to throw herself at me or to use her nails. She left little marks, good thing my husband isn't back until next week. My pussy's still throbbing and I have little scratches on my shoulder blades.

I loved the fact that Heather liked kissing me Vickie, most girls don't `do that'. She loved me all over and when it was my turn, she let me do things my way. You know how I like it baby, soft and slow at the beginning, then I let loose. I had that little bitch bucking and screaming like a banshee, I fingered that fiery little cunt and made her cum 3 times.

She didn't leave her until 90 minutes ago and she refused to take all of the money. She said I deserved a discount, so she took 10% off and then she actually asked if I was disappointed that you hadn't come! I gave her a huge hug and told her not in the least. I'd be happy to have either one of you join me any time I can afford it!"

Vickie had cum twice while listening to Debra Jo's story. She was thrilled that Heather had left Debra Jo so satisfied, it was always important to leave the customer with a smile, even if it had cost her over $200. Vickie always stressed to her girls that a happy customer was always more important than the earnings and she wanted her girls to have fun as well.

A delicious thrill went through Vickie's body. Mei Ling had been a true delight last evening, her first time with another woman. The lovely Chinese girl said she hoped that she would be able to do this again with Vickie, but not right away. She had saved up her money to be able to afford the treat of another female.

Vickie had adored every inch of Mei-Ling's soft, golden body and wanted to see her again, money or not. She had a thought. "Debra Jo, I'm glad you were so pleased with our little spitfire, but I'm sorry I couldn't be there myself. Why don't you rent a suite for Friday night and I'll make sure to give you the time of your life? It will be on the house!"

Vickie had a wonderful cum as she thought of herself, Mei-Ling and sexy Heather all rolling around in Debra Jo's big hotel suite. She was about to call Mei-Ling and extend the invitation when her phone rang again. Her caller ID said the caller was Katherine Saunders. Vickie wondered what the pretty teacher was doing calling her on her business line?



Vickie's Venture Ch. 05



Vickie had broken one of her cardinal rules. She had invited one of her clients -- well, a potential client, perhaps -- to her home.

Dressed impeccably in a tailored suit, impossibly long legs crossed over one another, Katherine Saunders looked much the way Vickie remembered her -- better, in fact.

It looked to Vickie as if her favorite teacher had taken good care of herself and had been working out, for those long legs were sleek and shapely and led to beautifully tapered calves. She still had the same happy smile on her face and a great figure, breasts that still threatened to spill out of her blouse and dancing blue eyes. The only changes were the length of Katherine's hair and the color. Once blonde, it was now auburn and very long, down past her shoulders and half-way to her waist.

Vickie still had no idea why her former teacher had called on her business line the previous evening, but she wasn't going to sit around waiting to find out. Offering Katherine a glass of Merlot, she sat back down and crossed her own legs. Katherine was glancing around the apartment and taking everything in. "You've done very well for yourself," She said to Vickie, who nodded.

"I do alright, my business ..."

"I know what your business is Vickie, I've ... heard things. Don't worry, I'm not here to give you any trouble, as you recall, I called on your business line. I'd like to arrange an evening with one of your ... employees," Katherine smiled as Vickie looked her over with curious eyes.

"You do understand that most of my girls work with women and couples only, right?" Vickie asked Katherine, who was busy sipping her wine. She appeared to be a bit nervous and set the glass down.

"I do," Katherine responded. "Perhaps I should explain. I've been attracted to women for years, since my high school days, but I was never bold enough to do anything about it. When I began teaching and was surrounded by all those beautiful girls, all the old sensations came flooding back. I found myself being tempted, so I married the slightly-younger man I had been dating, hoping it would push the cravings away," Katherine confessed.

"It didn't work?" Vickie asked, curious to see where Katherine was going with all of this.

"No, it's been an unmitigated disaster," Katherine sighed. "Basil -- that's my husband -- is a good friend and an okay lover, but that's about it ... he's okay. I used to be a very sexual person and I need to find that woman again. During a conversation a few days ago with my brother Barry -- we're very close -- he told me about your services and I thought, why not?" Katherine confessed.

Until this moment, Vickie had not made the connection. Barry Saunders the author was Katherine's brother! He and his wife had raved about their encounter and obviously were not too shy to share the details with Katherine. Vickie thought this was an interesting little twist.

"I appreciate your discretion, Miss Saunders," Vickie said as she leaned forward. "I'll do whatever it takes to satisfy your wishes. I will let you know my girls don't come cheap, although I guarantee everything."

"Feel free to call me Katherine, Vickie, and thank you," Katherine said. "Basil has a lot of money and I'll just list it as `entertainment' on our joint credit card," She smiled. "I will warn you that he's a very modern man in several ways, but if he found out his wife was bi-sexual, it would end our marriage and I don't want that -- not yet, anyway."

"Not a problem, I have several discreet locations," Vickie told her client as she poured more wine. "You would even be free to use my apartment, should that prove necessary. I could disappear for a few hours. Now, did you have a specific type in mind?" 

"I happen to have a specific person in mind, Vickie," Katherine grinned. "I know that my brother and sister hired a young lovely named Melisande and from their description, I would bet she and Melissa Price are the same woman. Would I be right?" Vickie nodded and saw a huge grin come over the attractive teacher's face. "Oh, GOOD!" She practically squealed. 

Katherine's face broke into a dreamy smile. "Ever since I admitted to myself that I'm sexually attracted to women, I've allowed myself to have fantasies. Sometimes, they're all that get me through the day. Melissa is my number one fantasy, she's so beautiful and she has that air about her. She'll be graduating in a month, so if you could arrange a get-together for the two of us before that happens, I'd make it more than worth your while." Katherine named a figure which made Vickie giggle.

"Goodness Katherine, it isn't going to be that much. I tell you what -- as you were my favorite teacher and I know that Melissa is very fond of you, I'll speak with her. If she agrees, we'll give you a special rate. Does that sound okay?" Vickie said as she patted the lovely teacher's hand.

Katherine's face told her response. "Oh Vickie, thank you so, so much. How can I every repay you?"

Vickie leaned close and brushed Katherine's ear with her lips, just ever-so-softly. "Invite me to join you sometime?" The delighted look on the teacher's exquisite face let Vickie know that was likelihood.

Everything was working out well. After her evening with Barry Saunders and the delectable Tenaya, Melissa had received a phone call from Vickie, asking her about Miss Saunders. Melissa wondered exactly what it was that Katherine was after? Now that Vickie had filled in the pieces, she was looking forward to this evening more than any of the dates she'd already been on.

There was a simple reason for that -- the crush that Katherine Saunders had on Melissa was happily reciprocated. Since realizing her bi-sexuality early in her teens, Melissa had noticed her cute classmates, but soon realized she liked her women older than herself. Her first dabble with another girl had been a few months earlier with the few-years older Vickie. In her senior year, she got Katherine Saunders as a homeroom teacher and she found it hard to catch her breath. She set about being the perfect student in hopes that Katherine would notice her. Melissa's marks rose steadily and her Daddy gave her a big hug and told her how proud he was of her, which made her feel special. However, if Katherine noticed, she said nary a word.

Melissa didn't like to be ignored, so she sexed it up a little. She had Vickie take her shopping and buy her the kind of clothes Vickie herself favored for daily wear, feminine with just the slightest amount of oomph! It was this particular trip that Vickie realized she might just have another gem in the nearly-18 Melissa. The salesgirls were all flocking around the teenage blonde and some were overtly flirty. Vickie made a mental note to invite Melissa to "dinner" a few weeks after her eighteenth and if all went well; see if she might be interested in a "summer job".

Her new occupation had provided Melissa with more thrills than she had ever thought possible. She adjusted her dress, it was snug and black and elegant, just as Katherine had requested. Until yesterday, Melissa thought all her efforts had been in vain. As she switched into "Melisande", she was thrilled that they had not. She walked into the restaurant and saw Katherine seated in a discreet booth. She went over to join her.

"It's so nice to see you tonight, Mel ..." Katherine greeted her but was cut off.

"Melisande, yes, you as well," Melisande said as she sat down across the table from Katherine. She whispered loudly "I never use my real name when I'm working, your finding out was just a fluke."

"One I'm very thrilled with," Katherine said as she squeezed Melisande's hand. She leaned close and asked "So, how is my brother in bed?"

Melisande giggled. "Why do I get the feeling you already know the answer to that question?" Katherine didn't respond to that, but hummed quietly as they looked over the menu.

Their meal went superbly and the two women, one sensual and elegant and the other, young but with a maturity far beyond her years, dined and talked as if they were the oldest of friends. Melisande made sure to keep the flirtation going, she didn't forget they were on a "date", but she also let the part of her that had a huge crush on Katherine emerge. She brushed her heels against Katherine's leg a number of times and saw the welcoming smile each time she did it. Katherine had worn a skirt so scandalously short she would have been severely reprimanded by the principal had she worn it to work and her blouse dipped low in front and showed breasts Melisande knew to be spectacular. Melisande herself had opted for graceful and elegant in a pale blue, sexy evening gown she had bought for her prom but would now be worn for something far more exciting. It had a slit that went up one side of her long, slender legs and she had worn the sexiest lingerie she owned underneath. Her only intent tonight was flat-out seduction.

Melisande actually felt as if she were out on a real date. Had anyone seen them, she had a few excuses made up, but when you got right down to it -- she didn't care who saw them. The food was spectacular, the wine was delicious and the company was irresistible. Katherine's dark eyes took all of Melisande in and she seemed to genuinely weigh each word. Katherine was as flirty to her companion as the girl was to her. It was almost 10 when they finished and made their way to Katherine's sporty little MG.

"Where to?" Katherine asked her. "Vickie mentioned her place and ..."

Melisande smiled. "I actually spent a hundred of my own money and got us a nice room near here. I've been looking forward to this almost as much as you have, here's the address," Melisande said as she handed a slip of paper to Katherine. "Let's go, I'm about to explode."

When the pair entered the hotel suite, Katherine was floored. She had expected a clean, nice room not this lovely, beautifully-lit room with a large double bed and a nice bottle of wine chilling in the corner. Katherine had no idea that Melisande had a connection with the hotel, she and the owner's wife had "dabbled" here on a number of occasions and she had given the room to Melisande for almost nothing. Melisande would visit this room again and make sure she thanked Bella for her generosity.

Katherine was paying for the evening, so Melisande let her take the lead. She was yanked into a heated embrace by the older woman and now the crush both had held for so long was turning into something passionate. Embers were turning into raging infernos as the sensual, auburn-haired teacher kissed the long-haired, blonde beauty. The two of them shuffled over to the bed and fell upon it together. They had still not broken their embrace, nor would they for several minutes.

The sweetest of kisses lingered as Katherine let them rain down on the object of her desire. Every part of this blonde doll excited her and she honestly didn't know where to start first. Melisande gave her a little assistance by sitting up a bit and getting out of her gown. She placed it gently on a nearby chair. "I'm going to wear that at prom," She explained to the teacher.

"You'll turn a few heads in that," Katherine smiled. "I'm going to be one of the chaperones, too bad I can't ask you to save a dance for me."

"We'd cause a sensation, that's for sure," Melisande sighed. "But you get the best part now anyway -- the after-prom part." She leaned forward to kiss Katherine and their lips joined and tangled together, sweet juicy kisses were exchanged and breathy sighs emerged from the older woman's mouth.

"Do you know how long I've fantasized about this?" Katherine breathed.

"About as long as I have, I'll wager," Melisande smiled. "So let's make our fantasy a reality, but you have far too many clothes on." In the pale yellow lingerie she had worn underneath, Melisande knew she looked great, but she wanted to see all of Katherine as well. Katherine nodded in agreement and began sliding off her skirt. Melisande's face broke into a wide smile as she saw they had both favored sexy lingerie, Katherine's all in black and very lacy. Her hosiery almost gleamed on her long legs and stiletto heels caught a ray of light from the chandelier. Katherine's body was undressed partially by her new lover and each gentle touch made her shiver.

They tumbled to the bed, kissing urgently and not wanting to break the spell of lust that had been woven around them. It was Melisande who dared to make the next move, removing her teacher's bra and thong and leaving on stockings and heels. She took the time to appreciate Katherine's beauty, as if she might vanish at any second. Her lips explored the object of her desire and she had Katherine shaking and panting with delight when she reached the prominent mons. She grazed it with her lips, parting the light, reddish fur and plunging her tongue inside.

As if she'd been hit by an electric eel, Katherine screamed. Her loud, plaintive wails echoed throughout the room as the blonde teen showed off skills that were far beyond her years. She used her entire mouth to smother Katherine's pussy with soft, ardent kisses, she held on to the teacher's hips to stop her from jumping about as she showed Katherine how much she was desired. Melisande didn't intend to let this sensual, mature beauty leave the room tonight without experiencing at least 6 orgasms and possibly, many more than that.

Melisande was grateful to Vickie for the lessons her friend had given her and for the other women she had been with since. The sweet, aroused face of Katherine was above her and she knew that she could never have gotten such pleasured moans from this woman had she not the experience of the past number of weeks. Her long auburn hair was splayed out behind her and in the slinky lingerie Katherine was wearing, she looked like sex personified. Melisande wasn't going to take any of that for granted and she now crooked her fingers inside of Katherine's cunt to further stimulate her.

"Oh FUCK, you nasty little slut, where did you learn that trick?" Katherine snarled. "You can fucking doing that again, I loved that. Yeah baby, give mama some more, fuck my cunt with your nasty little fingers!"

Melisande was further aroused by the teacher's lewd words. These were not the expressions taught in an English class, but they got the point across. She kept her mouth glued to Katherine's pussy and licked and sucked for all she was worth. The little tricks she had picked up over the last little while evidently worked for Katherine. Her juices were flowing, fast and furious and quite a bit faster than Melisande could lick them away. Still, she did try her best.

Katherine's own desires were now at a fever pitch. There had been a few females in her life, but none of them made her feel the way that Melissa / Melisande did. She could see now that the crush she'd held on the girl this past year was entirely logical, the slender blonde was a perfect avatar for hot sex.

Katherine just let herself go on the winds of pleasure. Her husband had never taken her to these heights, no lover ever had. Whatever Vickie was going to charge her for this evening -- she had promised to be fair -- it would be worth it and far, far more. Melisande's hands were now all over her body and she just luxuriated in the most pleasant sensations she had ever known.

Melisande could hear her teacher's throaty purrs and did her best to encourage more of them. She expected that Katherine would orgasm soon; she just didn't know how intense that climax would be. It nearly shook her out of the bed.

"Oh my darling, I'm so sorry," Katherine said as she pulled Melisande close to her. "I didn't think I could cum that hard, I've never cum that hard!"

Melisande cuddled close and kissed her new lover. "I'll take that as a compliment. Being with you like this, our sharing a bed, it's fulfilling all my fantasies. I loved kissing you all over!" She enthused.

Katherine ran her fingers through Melisande's long, blonde hair, just letting herself live in the moment at this time. She felt an overwhelming joy at being with the young blonde and now it was time for her to prove her own adoration. She flipped Melisande on her back and saw the look of anticipation on the girl's face. That look alone made any expense worthwhile.

Her lips touched down over Melisande's and she kissed the girl once, twice, three times before proceeding down Melisande's body. She was exquisite in so many ways, slender and blonde with a lovely figure and eyes. Those eyes were closed now as Melisande let Katherine do whatever she wanted.

What Katherine wanted to do was almost everything. She wanted the full lesbian experience that evening and she wanted to provide it to Melisande. Her hungry mouth went everywhere, licking and nibbling and even gently biting. If there was an inch of her body that went untouched that night, Melisande couldn't think of it. Her pussy was drenched and almost sore when Katherine finished with her. It was nearly midnight when the two women finished their sex. Katherine began dressing and a gentle hand reached out to stop her.

"What are you doing?" Melisande asked her. "Just where do you think you're going, Katherine?"

"I'm getting dressed; I figured that as it's nearly midnight, I ..."

"Vickie said that after midnight, I'm off the clock," Melisande grinned at her. "Oh, by the way, this is the bill."

Katherine looked at the bill and then back at Melisande and then down at the bill again. "She must have made a mistake; this is less than half of what I expected to pay!"

"No mistake -- Vickie said -- and these are her words - `give our favorite teacher the night of her life and whatever you do after midnight is your business. When you give her the bill, tell her the next time she wants to swing with a girl, I'd love to make it a threesome'." Melisande pulled Katherine back into bed with her. "Come on teach; now you get to sleep with Melissa and she wants you just as much as Melisande did!"

Katherine lowered herself back into bed and began kissing the sexy young blonde all over again. As her mind once again grew hazy with passion, she wondered if she might be daring enough to ask Melisande to be her date for an upcoming event?



Vickie's Venture Ch. 06



Nathan was pouring himself a cup of coffee and preparing to watch a re-run of "Law & Order: SVU" when he heard the phone ringing. It was Vickie's business line, but as she was on an all-day date, she wasn't there to answer it.

He and Vickie were making a lot of money from their little venture and Vickie didn't like to disappoint anyone. He had answered phones for her before and made some of the arrangements, so he thought he should try and handle things. If he couldn't, they could always leave contact information and Vickie would call them back at her earliest possible convenience or he could text her cell phone.

The caller on the line sounded lovely, young with just the vaguest hint of a Southern accent. There was something rather charming about her and as they talked, their conversation became more involved. Finally, the young woman asked "Might you be available this evening?"

Nathan balked at first. "Me? You called our service, you do realize that we run an Escort Service ..."

"... for women searching for female companions, yes. But you've been so charming and gracious, I'm intrigued. Naturally, I'd pay you, but if you're willing, I'd love to spend an evening in your company."

Nathan was flummoxed at first. He didn't know if he should go through with this, but why should Vickie be the only one sacrificing to keep things going? He was also intrigued because something about the young woman's voice sounded very familiar. "Okay," Nathan told the girl. "What time and how do I find you?"

"I'll have a car there for you at 8 PM, that's a little less than 3 hours," She told him. "Will that give you enough time?"

"Plenty of time, I can shower and shave and put on a nice suit," Nathan told her. "I'm Nathan," He told her. "When I meet you, what should I call you?"

He heard her wheels spinning as she said "We'll ... deal with that later. The driver will bring you to me and she'll be informed as to what's going on and bring you right up to my suite."

Nathan gave her the address and hung up the phone. He went to have a shower, shave and dress, then had a little bite to eat. He checked the time, wrote a note for Vickie and heard the buzzer at 7:55 PM. A soft, feminine voice asked for Nathan and then asked if he was ready. He went downstairs to find a very expensive stretch limo waiting for him. Whoever he was meeting tonight had money!

The driver herself was lovely, a tall black girl who introduced herself as Leanna. She told Nathan that he was free to have a drink and there was a mini-bar in back. He decided against that, he didn't want to meet the client with alcohol on his breath. Leanna took him into a very expensive hotel, but they went in the back entrance and up to a penthouse suite. She told him that she would see him later and left him standing in the suite by himself. A few minutes later, a lovely blonde of about 21 years of age emerged from the bedroom. Nathan recognized her in an instant.

"You're ..."

"Yes," She nodded. Nathan had seen her face on countless magazine covers and seen her on television. "But for tonight, I'd appreciate if you'd call me ... let's say, call me Tammy," The famous blonde grinned. She shook Nathan's hand and thanked him for coming and told him to sit down. She poured two glasses of champagne and handed one to a still-stunned Nathan.

"You called our service Tammy, does that mean that you're a ...?" Nathan couldn't quite finish his sentence.

"Most of the time, but my agent and manager have managed to keep that little secret under wraps," Tammy told him as she sipped her drink. "I'm not Chely Wright, I don't think my career would survive the shock -- yet."

"All right, so you `play for the other team', as some would say," Nathan said as he watched the pretty blonde cross legs that had been on so many magazine covers he couldn't remember them all. "If that's the case, then why did you ask me here?"

"Every once in a while, I get the urge to have sex with a man," Tammy said, the accent stronger as she sipped her drink. "I've been linked to a number of young stars, but they've all been cover stories. In actuality, when I'm with a man, I like him to be older. As we spoke, you intrigued me and I thought -- why not him?"

"I'm honored, you're a beautiful young woman," Nathan complimented her.

The two of them talked a while longer, she asked Nathan a few pertinent questions before they did sexual. He still couldn't believe this was happening. "My -- partner -- is a fan of your work." Nathan confessed.

"I'll sign something for her before you leave, but right now, I want to have a night of tear-up-the-sheets sex," Tammy told him. "It's been a long time, so why don't you take me to bed and fuck me?"

At first, it was disconcerting to hear this lovely young starlet talk in such a blatant manner about sex, but Nathan knew he'd have to adjust to that. She was still a client -- although she was the first client he had ever dealt with personally -- and she was a young, vibrant woman who'd had sex before. Having sex with her would be a pleasurable experience and Lord knows, he'd had enough practice over the past several months.

Somehow, Nathan sensed that he should let Tammy take the lead. She gave him that multi-million dollar smile and approached him, removing his suit jacket at first and then placing it on a chair. She patted his chest and smiled. "Nice," She sighed. "I do appreciate a man who takes care of himself." 

"Thank you very much," Nathan told her. "I try."

Tammy leaned in close and he could smell her perfume, it was the one she was currently endorsing. Vickie had a small bottle of it and he'd smelled its gentle aroma before. "You smell wonderful," He said to Tammy as her hand grazed his chest.

"Thank you for noticing," Tammy sighed. "Women appreciate men who notice the little things. I'll bet your wife loves the fact you notice those things like that."

"I'm not married, I'm divorced," Nathan told Tammy. Her hands were gently stroking his face as he said "Vickie is my -- business partner." He didn't think he should tell her the entire truth.

Tammy's soft hands began to unbutton his shirt. Her manicured nails, which likely cost more than Nathan was going to earn for this evening, raked down his chest. "You are one gorgeous, older stud babe," She sighed. "There isn't an inch of flab on you, I hope you fuck as good as you look." His shirt joined his jacket on the chair.

"Do you want me to ..."

Tammy shook her head. "No, I want to take my time and enjoy this, okay babe? It's been a while for me, I don't want to rush a thing -- not a thing!"

Nathan was not going to press the point and he felt her small, gentle hand fondling him. It was a bit unnerving at first and he wasn't sure if he could remain standing, but he did his best. Tammy was intentionally teasing him, but she was the customer and would get what she wanted. He thought of other things besides the sexy celebrity who was trying to get a "rise" out of him and managed to make it through.

"Okay, I think we can safely say that endurance won't be a problem," Tammy teased. She shucked his pants and boxers and he got out of his socks and shoes. Tammy pointed to an en-suite bathroom. "Go grab a quick shower and I'll change. Meet me back here in 15 minutes -- we're going to rock all night long, okay babe?"

Nathan nodded, this would certainly be an interesting story to tell -- well, he guessed he could only share it with Vickie, maybe her mother and perhaps Heather -- those were the only 3 women he dared trust with something this monumental. He got into the shower and made quick work of a good scrubbing, anxious to join Tammy and see if he could live up to her standards.

When he came out, Tammy was stretched across the bed. If her legions of fans could have seen her now -- well, it was likely that some would be shocked, but a lot of them would be even bigger fans than before. In a lovely chiffon negligee with jeweled embroidery, she was sensual in the style of an old-time movie starlet. Her shoes were exquisite, high-heeled and went with the negligee. She had changed her hair style to make it more alluring and the blonde waves that fell about her face made her look older. The body was sexy and beautiful beyond reproach. Nathan wanted to reach out and touch, but he stopped himself. So far, Tammy had run the show and everything had gone well.

"God, did I make a good call!" Tammy almost squealed as he neared the bed. "Okay babe, join me in here and stretch out. Little Tammy wants some cock, it's been a long fucking time!"

Tammy might "play for the other team" most of the time, but she was no stranger to sucking cock, Nathan soon discovered. Her lips were warm and her mouth, skilled. She sucked and licked, playing with his cock until the point where Nathan wasn't sure how much more he could take. Tammy lifted her head from his shaft and she grinned.

"It's okay to cum in my mouth babe, I want you to. I haven't tasted cum in ages, so don't you hold back, okay?" She insisted. Nathan nodded his head and let her suck another 5 minutes before he let his load go down her throat. Tammy didn't miss a beat and swallowed it all down. Tammy sat up and licked her lips.

"Man, you sure delivered, thanks babe," Tammy grinned. He knew that he should be thanking her, but again, this was all her show. She reached out for Nathan and said "I bet you're a wonderful lover. Prove to me that I'm right."

Nathan knew he was being put to the test, but he was confident that he could measure up. The events of the past several months had re-invigorated him. He moved close to Tammy, yet he did not rush to undress her. His hands stroked her face, her neck and her cheeks. He massaged her shoulders gently and heard her sigh. He kissed those same spots and heard a soft little moan. His hands were still massaging, but he moved her negligee down just the teeniest bit and bared her breasts. There they were, delicate and beautiful, with soft pink nipples. Nathan moved around her and captured her breasts with his hands and mouth. She sighed in pleasure as he held them both and sucked her nipples. Her hands went deep into his thick, slightly-graying hair and her nails dug in a bit as he licked her. Nathan's concentration was all centered around Tammy's pleasures.

She moved away a bit so he could tug the negligee down further. Her stomach was flat and taut, her navel pierced. He kissed there for a few seconds, admiring the picture-perfect condition of her body. He moved down further and tugged the negligee away. Now Tammy lay before him in stockings, tiny thong and heels. A lot of people would have paid good money to see this or to be where he was at this moment. It was thrilling that he was getting paid for this. Her long legs required attention, he massaged and kissed them, taking care not to ruin the expensive stockings. The spiky heels were very sexy on her, a decadent highlight on the sexy blonde. As he removed her thong, her pussy beckoned to him. Slightly puffy and almost entirely devoid of hair, save for a tiny landing strip that denoted her status as a true blonde. Nathan moved towards her and heard her cry out "Oh yeah babe, taste me. I'm so horny, eat my pussy, lick my fucking cunt!"

It was very sexy to hear her lose control like that so Nathan made sure to give her the kind of attention he reserved for the special women in his life, like Vickie. His tongue moved around in a serpentine fashion, garnering howls and moans from the aroused Tammy. She thrashed about the bed like she was in the thrall of some kind of demon and was panting when Nathan finished.

"Holy fucking shit, I have NEVER had a man make me cum like that," Tammy said as she gasped for air. "Babe, if you fuck as good as you eat pussy, I'm in for a thrill."

"I will do my best, so how do you want it?" Nathan asked her.

"I like to start in the good, old-fashioned Missionary position and go from there," Tammy said as she got on her back. Nathan nodded and watched her spread her legs and invite him in. The entry was smooth as she was well lubricated. Her heel-clad feet drummed on his back as his cock made its way in and out of her cunt. Little Tammy sure as hell knew how to fuck, she was hunching her entire body against his as he drove into her and her nails raked his back. Nathan loved fucking partners who were energetic, like Tammy. They were few and far between in his life.

"Oh fuck, oh fucking God, that's wonderful!" Tammy groaned as his cock surged deep within her. "I'm so close to cumming, but don't you stop -- just keep fucking me!"

Nathan did and he knew when Tammy had cum because her nails were so deep in his back that they nearly drew blood. Tammy fucked him back for a few minutes and then pulled away. She aggressively pushed him on his back and almost snarled "Okay babe, I'm fucking YOU now, let's see how much you can take." Nathan had already cum once and even though he was hard again, this was testing his endurance. He decided to use everything he had gleaned over the past number of months to hold on for dear life. Watching the slender blonde starlet rise and fall on his shaft was an incredible sight, but he concentrated on helping her instead. His hands found her breasts, he played with her nipples, he kissed her every so often and miraculously, he kept himself from cumming.

"You are one fucking incredible man," Tammy sighed. "Your partner is a lucky little bitch, I'd like to meet her someday. Okay baby ..." Tammy got on all fours "... you can fuck me like a doggy, really slam it home and cum inside me if you want. I'm really glad you're `fixed' ..." Tammy continued the doggy metaphor "... because I am really getting off on the thought of your cum in my pussy."

Nathan for once gave thanks for the fact he had raised Vickie as a single parent and that he'd made the decision years ago to have a vasectomy. His hands gripped her hips and he fucked Tammy vigorously. When he came, letting his cum enter her depths, it triggered an orgasm in Tammy that was both loud and strong. She howled and collapsed on the bed, panting.

"Okay, that was amazing," She gasped, turning around to see Nathan smiling. She looked at a nearby clock and saw it wasn't even 11 PM. "You think you can handle another round, handsome?"

"I can do my best," Nathan said, resisting the urge to puff up his chest.

"Babe, from what I've seen, your best is fucking incredible!" Tammy laughed as she got out of bed and entered the bathroom. "I'm going to grab a quick shower, here's something for you to clean up with ..." Tammy threw him a few towels "... rest up tiger, you're going to need it!"

It was 2 AM when they finished, shared a drink and hugged goodbye. Tammy signed a few pictures for Vickie and asked Nathan if they could do this again sometime in the future -- maybe with his partner along for the ride? Nathan told her he'd ask Vickie, knowing it was risky. They hugged goodbye and Leanna was called to drive him home.

"You must have had a good time," Leanna winked at him. "She never keeps them this long, usually 2 or 3 hours, tops. Damn ... I'd love to find out for myself!" The black woman grinned at him.

"Are you free Friday night?" Nathan said, feeling both bold and cocky from the evening he had just spent. Leanna laughed and told him yes and said she'd see him at 7 for dinner and "whatever". They knew what "whatever" meant.

Vickie had only beaten her father home by a few minutes and was reading the note when he entered the apartment. She had a stunned expression on her face and turned around to see Nathan smiling at her and holding pictures in his hand. She went over to the couch and waited for him to join her, extremely anxious to hear the story of how her Daddy had spent his evening.