Chapter 10
Right after Vicki's next birthday, her mother became very active in her life. It was Sylvia's duty to see that her daughter was properly matched with a man. She took her duty very seriously.
So Vicki found herself being courted by a whole string of eligible bachelors. Suitors, her mother called them, and "beaus."
As far as Vicki was concerned, they were a bunch of wimps, afraid of their own cocks.
"Oh, Dad!" she cried one Saturday as she was fucking up and down on his big cock. "I'm so miserable. Mother keeps calling these families and telling them I'm available now!"
"I know, pussycat," Roger said, fucking his cock up into her cunt. "But it has to be done."
"But they're all such mama's boys!" Vicki complained.
Actually, Roger didn't relish the thought of his sexy young daughter marrying a stud. So he decided to help her.
"I'll tell you what," he said as they fucked. "I'll choose a guy for you. Marry the jerk and get this out of the way. And you'll get your mother off your back, too."
"Oh, Dad!" Vicki squealed as she came on his cock. "I knew you'd help me!"
So Roger picked Frederick Aimes, a real jerk from a filthy-rich family, and Vicki played the marriage game all the way to the altar.
Then Roger helped her again.
He fucked her on the floor of his study and said: "I'm going to let you in on a secret, Vicki. Because I love you."
He came in her pussy first, then went on.
"There's an old wedding custom that we still use today. Most people don't know about it, and young brides never do."
"What is it?" Vicki gasped, squirming her cunt on his cock.
"On your wedding night," he told her, "Frederick has to put a small white towel under your ass when he fucks you for the first time. You have to act like a virgin. Scream, cry, even fight a little when he fucks you. He must be convinced you're a virgin."
"But what's the towel for?" Vicki wanted to know.
"Further proof," Roger said. "After your wedding night, Frederick has to give that towel to his father. And there has to be some blood on it, not just cum."
"Oh, no!" Vicki gasped.
"Relax," Roger laughed as he pulled his drenched cock out of her pussy. "Just do as I say."
He went to his desk and returned with a small bottle of red liquid. He knelt down next to Vicki and she caressed his wet cock.
"This is tomato juice," he said, "but those assholes won't know the difference. On your wedding night, slip this under your pillow, and right after Frederick fucks you, the first chance you get, spill a few drops of this onto the towel."
Vicki promised to do exactly as he said, and she took his slimy cock into her mouth.
She guarded the small bottle with her life until the wedding night.
Frederick didn't say a word about it when he placed a towel on the bed under her naked ass, and he didn't say anything when he removed it after the first fuck.
But Vicki saw a satisfied smile on his face when he walked away with the towel.
Vicki thought that was a lousy custom, making a girl prove she was a virgin. But now she knew why Tina Rensen and Angela Fields had their marriages annulled by their in-laws!
Once the cherry nonsense was out of the way, Vicki got right down to the fun part of the marriage - hiring household help. Her mother volunteered to come over and supervise the task, but Vicki assured her she could handle it herself.
And she did - her way.
Right after the honeymoon in Hawaii, Frederick had to go to work, although Vicki didn't think of it as work. Frederick was a senior executive in one of his father's big businesses. Her mother had already informed the proper employment agencies that her daughter would be needing a staff for her new home - a sprawling house on the outskirts of town.
So all Vicki had to do was go through all the applications. She sat on her new plush sofa with them and went through the ones for a maid. She threw away all the ones sent in by women over thirty. The rest she narrowed down to applicants between the ages of eighteen and twenty-five. Of those, she kept five, and interviewed them one at a time.
She hired the fifth one, a pretty, twenty-two-year-old college drop-out, because she passed Vicki's test.
It was a simple test.
Vicki lounged in a black gown with a big V in front to show off her half-naked tits, and a slit up the side where her naked pussy could play peek-a-boo if she wanted it to.
With each woman, Vicki eventually moved in such a way as to expose her cunt. The first woman pretended not to see it. The second blushed terribly and got all tongue-tied. The third said she was too Christian to work for a woman who sat around half-naked all the time. And the fourth was insulted.
The fifth and last, Debbie Blake, a tall, brown-eyed beauty, smiled prettily, ran her eyes all over Vicki, licked her lips. and said: "You're very beautiful."
Vicki's pussy twitched. "Are you trying to flatter me?" she asked.
"No," Debbie said honestly, eyeing her cunt. "Even if you don't give me the job, I'd like to be your friend."
"You've got the job," Vicki said. "Now come here and show me what you'll do when I get horny during the day."
Debbie smiled with pleasure and hurried over to her. Vicki rested back on the sofa and her dress spread open easily when she parted her thighs. Debbie ate her pussy with a delicious passion that left Vicki all cummy and breathless.
"When can you start work?" Vicki panted.
"Today, if you like," Debbie said.
"I like," Vicki said.
Once she had a maid to her liking - and licking - Vicki interviewed men for the chauffeur's job.
She settled for Barry Carter, a nice older man with graying hair like her father's, and a glint in his eyes. She tested him too, in a different way.
She walked with him out to the huge garage where the limousine was parked next to the silver Porsche that Frederick gave her as a wedding present. She looked luscious in a new minidress, cut low across her jutting tits and high on her curvy young thighs.
"Can you live in?" she asked. "There's an apartment over the garage, and I expect my chauffeur to live on the premises - in case I need him in a hurry."
"No problem," Barry said. "I've done that before."
Vicki sauntered into the garage. "Have you ever driven a limousine like this one?"
"Never one this new," he said. "It's a beauty." But he was looking at her, not at the car.
Vicki's pussy acted up.
"Open the door for me, please," she said.
Barry pulled the rear door open and Vicki climbed inside. She lounged on the seat, which could double as a small sofa. Then she gave him her "driving" test.
"Have you driven long?" she asked.
"Almost twenty years."
"Do you drive fast?"
"Only if you want me to. I can drive as fast as you want, or as slow as you want."
Vicki smiled. Here was a man who aimed to please.
"If I hire you," she said, "I'll expect you to drive me two or three times a day."
"No problem," he said, and glanced at her pretty legs.
Her knees parted a little as he looked. A bump appeared in his pants.
So Vicki leaned back and let her legs fall open. He could almost see her pussy.
"I'd like to get the oral exam over with and see how you drive," she said.
But he was a cautious man, which Vicki liked, and he needed a better signal than that. So she gave it to him.
She hiked her short dress way up and opened her legs wide. Barry took one look at her young, golden-haired cunt and dived for it.
Vicki gasped as he attacked her pussy with lips, tongue and teeth. He gripped her firm ass-cheeks in his big hands and tongue-fucked her pussy.
"Now drive me!" she cried.
Right then, she saw how capable he was. His cock was already out and she hadn't even known it. She was impressed. Then overwhelmed.
He grabbed her hips, pulled her down on the seat, covered her mouth with his, and fucked her silly. He fucked all of his cock in and out of her humping pussy until there was no doubt in her mind that he was a good driver. He drove his cock into her and drove her crazy.
After a violent cum on his driving, cum-gushing cock, Vicki gasped for breath.
"You're hired! When can you start?"
"I can move in tonight," Barry told her, and he eased his cock out of her pussy.
"Good," she said, smoothing her dress over her purring pussy. "Please let me know when you're settled in. I'll come up to see if you're comfortable."
"And your husband?" he wondered aloud. "Where will he be?"
"Oh, Frederick goes to bed very early," she cooed. "I like to stay up late."
She left him there to enjoy his good luck, and she returned to the house.
She was expecting some guys who had applied for jobs as stable hands.
She looked at, smelled, thought about and questioned fifteen young men. She chose three: Ned, Sam and Richard. She picked them because they undressed her with their eyes and made her feel like they were eating her pussy right through her dress.
"Come with me," she said.
And she led them down to the bunk house first so they could see their quarters, then to the stables, where she entered a stall and peered at them through her long lashes.
She unzipped her dress in back and said: "I'm not a rich bitch." She let her dress fall to her feet. "I'm not a cock-teaser, either."
"Hey! You're all right! " Sam blurted, and he moved up to her. Ned and Richard started for her, too.
"Hold it, you guys," Vicki laughed. "If anybody's going to be raped here, it's going to be you. Lie down in the hay and show me your cocks."
So they did.
Vicki stared hotly as the three of them opened their jeans and exposed their meaty young cocks. Her eyes danced from cock to cock, and her tongue slipped across her lips.
Hypnotized, she dropped to her knees between Ned's thighs and leaned down. She gripped his cock in her fist and gave it lots of kisses and licks. When his prick stiffened, she sucked it.
The other cocks got stiff all by themselves so, as she sucked Ned's cock, which was in the middle, she took the other two in her hands and jacked on them.
Because this was so new to them, and because Vicki was so beautiful, their cocks exploded all at once. Ned's cock gushed cum in her mouth, and the other two cocks gushed and squirted cum everywhere as she jerked them.
If the guys thought that was the end of it, they were wrong. Vicki had only just begun.
She sucked Richard's cock on the right. Sam's on her left. Ned's right in front of her. She sucked the trio of cocks until they were all big and stiff again.
Vicki straddled Ned's hips and lowered her cunt down onto his cock. She rode his fucker like a cowgirl. When she came, she transferred her cummy pussy to Sam's big cock, and came on that. Then she fucked herself on Richard's throbbing cock.
The guys looked at each other and grinned. Vicki was one hot bitch, that was for sure. It was fun just to watch her ride cocks and maul her beautiful tits and cum like crazy, over and over again.
Then they took control.
With cocks aching and lust soaring, they got Vicki up on her knees.
Richard knelt behind her and eased her body forward a little. He fucked his big cock into her hot ass.
Sam knelt in front of her. He worked his swollen cock up into her soaked pussy.
Then Ned stood beside her and stuck his rigid cock into her gaping, gasping mouth.
Her tongue lashed, her cunt screwed, and her asshole twisted. Mouth, pussy and ass thrills overwhelmed her senses and turned her into a sucking, fucking sex machine. She came so much she thought she'd pass out.
She almost did faint when the big cocks exploded. The cock up her ass drilled deep and Richard let out an animal groan as he pumped his load of cum into her ass-guts.
Sam sucked the hell out of her tits, fucked all of his cock up her pussy, and started shooting his cum.
Two cum-gushing cocks in her loins drove Vicki wild, and she sucked Ned's cock into her throat and he came.
After all three cocks had filled her full of jism, the guys released her writhing body and she collapsed into the hay.
Her glazed eyes sparkled as she cupped her tits. "You'll all do fine! Report for work as soon as you can!"
The triple-fuck left her with such delicious sucky-fucky feelings that she could hardly wait to do it again. It became a weekly special for her. Every Sunday after church she went riding, which was all right with Frederick. He didn't like horses or smelly stables.
Once Vicki was settled in, she received visitors. Her kid brother Tommy came by almost every day after school, sometimes for a blow-job from Vicki, sometimes to play doctor with some pretty girl he brought along.
Brad married Andrea so he could bust her cherry, but he visited his sister often anyway. Andrea loved to spend money, so she would go shopping and Brad would stay behind to fuck Vicki's brains out.
After a while, even Dora and Steven began to visit. Vicki and Dora would spend hours in Vicki's bedroom, and Steven often took her for a ride in her own limousine.
Best of all, her father became a regular visitor, every Saturday like clockwork. And it was rumored that of all his kids, Vicki was his favorite and would probably inherit all his money someday.
The rumor was right.