Chapter 7
The following evening Vic came to visit. He was in a particularly frisky mood, so I decided that the best thing to do would be to shut Pal up in a separate room all by himself. I picked out the den, closing the door.
"Where are you shutting the dog up?" Vic asked. "I was having a good time playing with him."
"What do you want to do, darling, play with the dog or play with me?"
"Now you should know the answer to that question without even having to ask it."
"All I'm saying, sweetheart, is that it would be quite a distraction with him around. He's into everything. I haven't had him for very long, but it didn't take any time at all for me to conclude that."
"Okay, baby, you win. I think you're right. Anyway, I did come because I wanted some good solid fucking. I don't have too much time. My wife went out with the kids. She'll be back in a little while."
"You're cutting it that close?"
"Oh, I always give myself a little latitude. After all, all I've got to do is tell her that I had an appointment tonight. You know me. I'm such a busy man that I have appointments all the time."
"I'd sure like to know how many different excuses you have concocted to cover time you spent with me."
"After awhile you develop a certain genius for it," he laughed.
"I can imagine that. As the saying goes, where there's a will, there's a way.'"
"Right now, baby, I've got the will and the way," he grinned.
We were standing in the living room, and as I watched, my lover reached out and unzipped his trousers. He proudly pulled out his long, throbbing prick.
"Just what do you think of the size of this?" he asked.
"I think it looks just great."
"Why don't you reach out and touch it, honey?"
"Anything you say."
"I reached out with my right hand, fondling the tip of Vic's prick. I then worked my fingers quickly and skillfully up and down the full length: of his hard organ.
"That's it, darling. You can let go now."
"You mean you don't like what I was doing?"
"Quite the contrary. I liked it too much. Let's strip. You know what I feel like doing tonight?"
"Fucking," I laughed, "what else?"
"Of course. That's understood. I'm talking about the type of fucking. First of all I would like to give you a nice bubble bath."
"Oh, my. You're in one of your voyeur-fucker moods."
"That's the best way to be. I like watching and doing it both. Most sexy guys do."
"You're so right, darling."
"Then let's get into it."
As I stood and watched, he removed his clothing, then his underwear. He put everything in a nice neat bundle on the sofa, then strutted toward me, jerking up and down on his prick.
"It really feels good to pump on my hard rod," he said. "This is a whale of a lot of fun."
"I guess I'd better strip."
"Oh, no, I want to do it for you."
I was wearing a blouse and black slacks. I had kicked off my shoes shortly after Vic had entered the house. He reached out and grabbed me, pulling me down toward the rug with him. After that the fun began. I could hear the sounds of his heavy breathing as he reached behind me and, with nervous fingers, undid my blouse.
"I'll strip you in no time, then I'll fuck you," Vic said determinedly.
While his fingers were undoing my blouse buttons, he delivered quick kisses to my lips, my ears, and my cheeks. They were speedy, pecking little stabs, that served to get me that much more aroused.
After he removed my blouse, Vic reached out and unstrapped my bra.
"Pretty soon I'll see your beautiful tits," he said happily.
His fingers quickly found my breasts after he removed the bra. They worked ever so skillfully over my tits, probing the warm skin with great desire.
"Oh, yeah, this I like," he exclaimed. "What knobs you've got, honey. Oh, I like this soft, warm skin. It's so smooth. Ah, I dig it so much. I just love touching it. Honey, darling, oh, I really do like it."
Once that Vic had received his share of thrills from running his fingers over my breasts, he reached down and began to unzip my slacks.
"Now I'm gonna see your beautiful legs," he proclaimed excitedly, "Oh, yeah, darling. That's where the action is. Am I ever excited, baby. I just can't get enough of you, sweetheart. Oh, I love it, just love it."
He pulled my slacks eagerly down my legs, then removed them altogether. He reached out and clutched at my panties, pulling down on them.
As I heard the sounds of the panties scraping against my legs, I became overridden with anxiety. I knew just how horny Vic was, and every time I looked at his huge cock, I became more anxious to involve myself in sex with him.
While he was energetically slipping my panties down my legs, I reached out with my left hand and began to fondle his huge, erect phallus.
"Oh, yeah, that I like," Vic nodded. "Just keep your fingers working over my rod. Oh, keep it going, lover. This I really dig. Oh, I want it, baby, I want your action."
As Vic continued his brisk finger stabs, he pushed my panties down still further. I, in turn, pumped my fingers that much harder on his cock. By the time that he completed the job of removing the panties, he could barely contain himself.
"I'm gonna take off your panties," he said. "That isn't gonna take any time at all. Then you can get that bubble bath. Oh, yeah, darling. We're gonna have ourselves a~ blast. Oh, is my cock ever excited. I really want you."
He reached out and authoritatively grabbed hold of the elastic around my panties. He held on firmly, then drew them swiftly aside.
"I want you," he gasped. "Oh, yeah, darling. I want you so bad. Honey, oh, you're too much, baby, you're just too much."
Now that the panties were off of me altogether, he reached out and cupped his fingers around my thighs, then dropped his head downward and puckered up his lips eagerly. He kissed my pussy, which caused me to feel all kinds of wild sensations.
"Let's go into the bathroom," he suggested. "I want to give you a nice bath."
Vic had a boyish twinkle in his eye as he filled up the tub with warm water, then picked up the container of bubble preparation. He sprinkled it liberally into the tub, watching as the bubbles circulated.
"Now you can get in the tub," he said eagerly. "I want to see your beautiful body lolling around in the bubbles in the water."
He watched with mounting hunger as I stepped ever so cautiously inside the tub, then stretched out in it. I pushed my legs up over the sides of the tub, watching the expression on his face. It was one of hungry anxiety. He could hardly wait to get his 'pecker circulating inside me, but before he reached that point, my dear lover wanted to make certain that he provided me with all kinds of beautiful sensations.
As I splashed around the tub, I was determined to make him feel as good as I possibly could. I let my body dance in such a way as to bring out the excitement within him. The longer that the action continued, the better that he enjoyed it.
"Oh, you're so good, baby," he said. "I'll soap you down a little."
Vic grabbed a fresh bar of soap, taking it out of the wrapper, then dropping down to his knees so that he was within range of my breasts.
He pushed the fresh soap bar forward, allowing it to come into contact with my tits. He scrubbed diligently, grinning broadly as the soap continued to collide with my tits.
"How do you like it?" he asked smilingly. "Oh, yes, darling. I really love the strokes. Keep it up, baby. Oh, keep the soap moving against my breasts. It's such a nice feeling, darling. Oh, I dig it, I really do."
While Vic continued to soap down my breasts, my body twisted back and forth as I lay in the tub. He was accomplishing his objective, that of getting me as excited as possible.
"Oh, keep the action going," I exclaimed, "it's such a tremendous morale boost."
"For you and for me."
"I can certainly imagine."
Once that Vic finished soaping down my tits, I lowered my body so that my breasts were hitting the water.
"That's it, rinse off those luscious tits," Vic grinned. "This is beautiful, honey. I really love what's happening."
After I finished rinsing off my breasts, Vic reached into the tub and began splashing some water in my face.
"Just want to get you a little wetter, honey," he laughed. "I've got a little bit of the prankster in me tonight."
"All right, prankster, what are you gonna do now, my love?"
"I'm gonna fuck you pretty quick. I just want to watch you lying in the tub. You look so sexy with all those bubbles. Oh, with your legs perched over the ends of the tub like that. You look so great. You really do look good enough to eat."
"You've eaten me enough times."
"I'm wondering if I ought to do it now."
"I don't suppose it would hurt if you did."
"No, not at all."
Vic reached over and pulled the plug from the tub, watching as the water and bubbles disappeared down the drain.
"Ah, you really do look great," he grinned. "What a beautiful hunk of woman you are. I'm sure as hell glad that I have been able to get this close to you for this long."
"We've had quite a relationship. We've had to keep it secret, though."
"Sometimes that makes things more exciting," he laughed. "You're my secret lover, baby."
"I guess I am."
As I lay stretched out in the tub, waiting for the rest of the water to go down, Vic reached out and began playing with my snatch. He touched my warm pubic mound, playing with my snatch as he exercised his fingers with diligence.
The water disappeared down the drain, after which Vic climbed inside the tub with me.
"I know what I want to do," he said, "and it doesn't concern your snatch, as appealing as that is.,'
"I know you've got something in mind. You're sure as hell hard enough."
"I really do."
"Do you want me to blow you?"
"Oh, no, I have a beautiful idea."
He reached out and extended my legs, then slipped his tongue between them. He put his tongue to work lashing quickly against my asshole. Back and forth he slid his tongue, driving it high and deep inside my anus. He enjoyed every hot, pulsating stab that he put forth inside my anus.
"Oh, that's nice," I sighed. "Keep sucking my ass, darling. Oh, I really do want it. Yes, baby, oh, this is so good. Keep on sucking, darling. Yes, baby, oh, drive your tongue inside my asshole. What a good feeling. Oh, suck me."
The more that I begged for it the quicker that his tongue pace became. Pretty soon Vic was sliding his tongue as deep as be knew how, driving his tongue quickly, stabbing wildly as it pushed ever higher into my asshole.
"Go ahead, suck ass," I sighed, "grind your tongue into my asshole, baby. Oh, you don't know how bad I need it, how bad I want it. Yes, oh, darling, let your tongue dance. Just let it slide into my asshole. I want it so bad, honey. Oh, darling, this is good. It's so great. Oh, I like the feeling."
As my body danced back and forth, reacting to the hot, steady ass sucks that Vic's penetrating tongue put forth, I realized how much more desirous he must have been to stick his cock inside me.
He reached out and clutched my buttocks, holding on, driving his fingers sharply against my skin.
"Just what are you gonna do, baby, when you get through here?" I laughed. "You're really doing beautifully, sweetheart. Oh, I really love the movements. Just keep your tongue sliding, darling. Oh, you're very good. Your tongue movements are fantastic. I love this kind of action."
He finished with his tongue stabs, after which he looked at me with a hungrier expression than ever.
"I've got to fuck you and fuck you good right now," he said impatiently.
"With the size of that bulging cock, I'm certainly not surprised to hear that."
"Speaking of that bulging cock, why don't you reach out and touch it?" he suggested. "Fondle it with your fingers. I like the way that you touch my cock, darling. You've really got a way about you. Come on and slide your fingers, baby. I really want you to let your fingers go. Give me plenty of nice action."
"Just hang on, darling, because that's what I'll do."
"Oh, yeah, I want it, I really want it."