Archive-name: 3plus/vicky1.txt

Archive-author: Sparkle Plenty

Archive-title: Victoria's Secrets - 1





                              Part I



      Victoria was driving along I-90 in her hot white sports car, when she

began resting her right hand on the gear shift.  Accidentally, her hand slid

down onto the gear shift, and she found herself circling it with her

small, dainty fingers.  After a few minutes, she realized the similarity

between the gear shift and other upright items she was familiar with...

and thought immediately of her lover, Lance.

      After several more minutes, she realized that her box was moistening

ever so slightly, and the more she thought about her wetness and the

strong, upright item in her right hand, the more her juices flowed!

      She left I-90 at the Fuller Road Exit, ducked under the overpass, and

took the left on Washington Avenue, and re-entered I-90, going back home.

It was only during the turns that she reluctantly released her grip on

the gear shift.  When she was finally heading back home, her grip

alternately was tracing the leather seams, pressing the finger grips,

and slowly raising her skirt, feeling her stockings where they ended at her

garter belt. By the time she had crossed the Patroon Island Bridge, the

seat of her car was moistened by her juices, and she was breathing

heavily.

      She pulled into her garage, and immediately began unbuttoning her

silk blouse, revealing her satin Teddy, and releasing her now hardened

nipples to the cool air.  She entered her house, and stopped only long

enough to kick off her shoes and slip out of her skirt.

      As she walked down the hall, she could see Lance sitting on the

couch, reading the paper, one hand idly rubbing his member.

      He looked up to see Victoria standing at the edge of the couch,

now only in her satin tap pants and silk lace bra.  She was removing her

silk stockings and garter belt and his cock immediately grew, pushing up

against his slacks.

      He watched in fascination as Victoria drew her light blue Teddie

over her head, revealing her lovely pink nipples.  He stood and without

a word, lowered his pants to the floor and stepped out of them.

      Victoria now quickly stepped out of her champagne colored tap pants,

never taking her eyes away from his hardened, erect cock.

      Lance reached for her and lifted her off her feet, layed her

gently on the couch, opened her thighs and lowered himself to his knees.

He feasted on the sight of her dripping, swollen pussy and listened to

her low moans of anticipated pleasure.

      He lowered his face to her pussy, enjoying the scent and warmth of

her box, taking tentative licks of the juices now oozing slowly down from

her cunt.  She spread herself wider, resting her legs on his shoulders as

he began moving his tongue slowly across her clit, feeling that pearl

swell and harden, ready for him to bring her to passionate release.

      He placed his hands under her firm ass, lifting her ever so

gently to his tongue.  The rise and fall of her breathing, her moans, the

now quickening motion of his tongue, brought her quickly to her first

orgasm.

      The ooze from her cunt increased and he placed his tongue deeply

into her box, lapping the sweet taste and swallowing her juices.

      She relaxed from that orgasm, and he moved his tongue back up to

her clit, now rising to meet his tongue.  A short period later, she had

her second orgasm, bigger and stronger than the first, arching her back

off the couch, holding her breath as the full force of passion engulfed

her entire being.

      The juices now were flowing forcefully from her cunt, and Lance

lapped and tasted until his cock was the hardest it had ever been.

      But he went back to her clit and brought her quickly again to 

orgasm.  This time she cried out in passion, and her thighs trembled,

as waves of coming completely overtook her body.  He again placed his

tongue deep in her box, making the orgasm continue. His tongue returned

to her clit again, and  she immediately came for the fourth time.

      He then placed his fingers in her box, feeling the contractions

of those strong muscles as they clamped on them.

      He stood up, lifting her under her arms and lowered her onto

his one-eyed god of love, now purple and distended, veins bulging with

eagerness for her tight, hot, wet box.

      He moved her whole body up and down his shaft, her legs gripping

him around his thighs, as she moaned loudly with pleasure.

      As his orgasm started coming, she felt the size of his cock 

growing larger, filling her completely and she felt the release of her

fifth come while his pulsating spear of love spewed hot semen up into her.

      He lowered them both back down to the couch, never missing a beat,

pumping as her hot tightness squeezed every last drop of come from him.

      When he had again grown soft and she had become quiet, he

withdrew, and again knelt to taste their juices mixing together as they

flowed from her cunt.  His tongue again found her pearl of love and

she responded once again with a more quiet, but subdued orgasm.

      They rested a few more minutes, holding each other, as the after-

glow of their passion came to an end.

      Then Victoria rose from the couch, and while retracing her steps,

put on her tap pants, her stockings and garter belt, her skirt and her

shoes, and got into her hot white sports car, buttoning her silk blouse.

      She drove onto I-90 again, occasionally, lovingly touching the

gear shift, and went to Crossgates Mall, where, while walking with an 

easy strut, she thought about the past hour and what a delicious

secret she was enjoying.



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