Archive-name: 3plus/vicky3.txt

Archive-author: Sparkle Plenty

Archive-title: Victoria's Secrets - 3





      Frank nuzzled her neck, his warm body responding to her closeness,

his hands seeking her pert ass.  Her mind was elsewhere, and she was

beginning to feel guilty that she wasn't enjoying this as much as she'd

hoped.

      Frank had initially responded to her BBS biography two weeks ago.

His notes to her had been intelligent and showed a sensitivity and warmth

that had delighted her.  She received at least one note from him each day

and found that she was looking forward to his gentle teasing about what

their first meeting would be like.

      They had met in the Mall yesterday.  Over coffee, they had assessed

each other, and despite her physical desire for him, had made a date for

dinner tonight.  Her box had been moist with anticipation for this moment

ever since that first meeting.

      Dinner had been very nice.  Frank's wit and humor kept them laughing

straight through the after-dinner coffee.  The sexual tension was like an

electrical current between them.  Her wetness reminded her continually of

how much she wanted him, and she envisioned that his cock was erect 

through most of the meal.

      Now, here they were, face to face in her apartment, but she was not

responding as she had anticipated.  As they moved to her bedroom, she

hoped that he would reawaken those hot feelings for him.

      He must have sensed her anxiety.  He began undressing her very

slowly, savoring the sights of her silk underwear, kissing her mouth,

her shoulders, her thighs, all the while, gently caressing her body, until

she was almost panting with desire to feel his cock inside her wet box.

      "What do you want, Victoria?", he asked quietly.  "You!  I want you!"

she said breathlessly.     

      "In good time," he said, "all in good time.  But for now, I want you

to enjoy yourself, to let go and enjoy those fantasies you have.  What

would you like me to do to you?"

      Without hesitation, she said, "Tease me."

      His gentle touch became even lighter on her skin as he traced small

circles around her nipples and moved slowly down her belly to her moist-

ness.  He followed his fingers with small, caressing kisses.  He gently

kissed her between her thighs and slowly turned her over, maintaining

contact with her skin with his lips and fingers.  She closed her eyes,

allowing her mind to drift with the delight.

      She moaned with pleasure as he brushed her ass with his expert touch

and hot mouth.  What was left of her anxiety vanished completely as she

realized that she was being made love to by an expert and that she would

always remember his hot touch.

      His mouth was again by her shoulders and she turned over, unable

to quiet her moans of anticipation as he gently moved his hand over and

into her box.

      He had brought her nearly to orgasm with his touch, when she felt

his hot breath and tongue on her clit.  Within just a few seconds, she

came, arching her back, holding her breath as the orgasm exploded inside

her.  

      Her whole body trembled as the orgasm subsided, and he brought her

gently to another orgasm.

      At its peak, he mounted her, inserting his cock deep into her

welcoming box.  As he pumped his juices into her, she continued to come.

Her fingernails gripping his arms, pulling him further into her, and she

lost all control, letting their waves of come envelope the two of them.

      They slowly relaxed, kissing each other, caressing each other as

the peace that follows such intensity rolled over them.

      But they didn't rest for long before he asked, "What is your

pleasure now, my sweet?"  She thought for a moment, and her stirring

loins responded to her fantasy for him.

      She got up and walked to her dresser, the butterfly tattoo on her

ass glistening with sweat.  She found four silk scarves and returned to

the bed.

      "On your back!", she demanded.  

      Frank rolled over, saw the scarves, and smiled.  Victoria

gently took each arm, tied his wrists loosely in the scarves and tied

the scarves to the uprights of her four-poster bed.  She repeated the

procedure with his ankles, and stood back to view Frank, spread-eagled

on her bed.  

      His eyes followed her lean body as she went into her walk-in closet.

When she came out, she was wearing five-inch spike heels, black net

stockings that ended at mid-thigh, and a red lace garter belt.  She stood

at the side of the bed for a few seconds, and his cock began responding

to the sight of her.  She reached under the bed and found a four-foot

feather.  She took the feather and began teasing his cock and balls with

it.  His smile widened as his cock became fully erect and his balls

ached with the need to release his cum.

      "Not yet, slave!" she murmured as her box moistened again to the

sight of him.  "You have more to do!"

      She climbed onto the bed and positioned herself with her knees on

either side of his massive shoulders.  He looked at the tousled hair of

her pussy, and could see her lips oozing with their juices.  She moved

her box up to his lips and said, "Eat me, Slave!  Make me come!"

      His tongue touched her clit immediately and he moved it back and

forth as she responded with more of her juices.  Her hips moved in tiny

circles over his face and she found herself coming almost immediately.

      He massaged her box with his mouth and tongue as her whole body,

racked with an overpowering orgasm, pumped up and down on his face.

Her face was contorted with pleasure as the waves rocked through her.

      She moved away from him, saw the glistening of her cum on his

face, and kissed him, placing her tongue deep within his mouth, tasting

what he had been tasting.

      He began writhing against his restraints, feeling his cum beginning,

moaning with anticipation for her box.

      "Please, Victoria.  Please lower yourself onto me, let me come in

your box.  Oh, please Victoria, my lovely mistress!" he begged.

      She smiled, and moved herself to his cock.  She looked at the

glistening head for just a second.  He was so erect and so big that she

had to raise her hips high in order to reach his tip.  Then she lowered 

herself slowly down his shaft, feeling the velvety ripples of his bulging

veins as they massaged her insides.

      His wrists were pulling the scarves tight as she rocked slowly on

his cock.  She savored the feel of him inside her until he could stand it

no more, and exploded his cum deep within her.  Her orgasm matched his

and she quickened her pumping as they enjoyed the hot juices and their

release.

      Quietly, they relaxed.  She reached up to his wrists and undid

the scarves, and then loosened his ankle restraints, and they fell asleep

in each others arms.



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