There isn’t a menu at Dominic’s; every guest has the same meal offering, whatever the chef is cooking that night. Our antipasti arrived, a few slices of nutty, savory Prosciutto, followed by a sublime sage and pumpkin ravioli. A bottle of Bardolino was already half empty, and two tiny candles dance and glint in the root beer brown of Victoria’s eyes.
*”Is everything okay for you both?”* asks Dominic as he arrives to clear our plates.
*”Absolutely,”* says Victoria. *”It couldn’t be better. The pasta was buonissimo!”*
*”Prego,”* says Dominic, topping up Victoria’s glass and shooting me a knowing glance. *”And for your birthday. Did you get a nice gift?”* Victoria showed off her ring and received an appreciative response.
*”But what I want is my real present,”* said Victoria in a low voice, once Dominic had gone, her stiletto-clad foot rubbing up my leg and onto my groin, the sharp heel pressing against me. The earlier cocktails were clearly having an effect already. “*Why don’t you take me to the bathroom and fuck me?”*
I grinned. Victoria is tipsy and horny, and I knew just how to exploit it. I hold her ankle under the table, running my thumb over the silver chain Victoria always wears on vacation. “Because, my horny little minx, good things come to those who wait.”
Victoria pokes out her bottom lip. *”But I don’t want to wait. I want this,”* she says, digging the heel into my hardening cock. *”It’s my birthday, remember?”*
I blew out my cheeks. It was very hot in the restaurant and getting hotter by the second. In years gone by, I wouldn’t have hesitated for a second but tonight, relatively sober, I am in charge and going to enjoy Victoria’s frustration. *”Trust me, darling. You’ll get it soon enough,”* I said.
*”Spoilsport,”* she says, taking her foot away and says “*Maybe I won’t want to later.”*
*”Somehow I doubt that,”* I say, making Victoria smile despite herself.
Our Florentine steak is as rare as it was tender, and we consume the rest of the wine. Tiramisu is the house specialty, something I had requested when I’d arranged this meal a week before. It is Victoria’s absolute favorite. Dominic flitted to and fro, ensuring his best customers are well looked after and when our espressos arrive, they are accompanied by another of her favorites, the restaurant’s home-made limoncello. It is almost as if Dominic knew just how playful a slightly drunk Victoria could be. I paid the bill, Dominic fawned over Victoria some more, and walked hand-in-hand into the balmy evening to join the other lovers strolling along the lake’s shore.
*”It’s such a beautiful evening,”* sighs Victoria. “*Bring the camera and let’s walk along the jetty,”* she says. She leads me by the hand onto the wooden boardwalk that protrudes a few hundred meters into the lake. We pause every few steps to look at the lights on the far side of the lake, or just to stop and kiss as the water lapped against the jetty’s stilts. As we make our way along the jetty, we stop at a free bench where Victoria sits, pulling me down with her to kiss me. Our tongues slipped against each other, exploring one another’s mouths with just as much passion and excitement as the first time we kissed. *”You’re making me very horny,”* Victoria whispers in my ear. She rubs my hardening cock through my thin pants. *”And I know you are too, you tease.”*
*”That’s because I’m with the most beautiful woman I’ve ever known,”* I said. I rub Victoria’s thigh and she opens her legs, inviting me to explore further but I stop myself and turn away, leaving Victoria open-mouthed, her thighs apart, looking for her lover’s touch. I pick up the camera and snap a couple of shots.
*”You tease,”* Victoria squealed, lunging at the bulge in my trousers. *”I want my real present.”*
*”Not yet”* I laugh. *”Pose for me.”*
Victoria shoots me a look then turns on her best supermodel poses, tossing her hair around and pouting for the camera. She stands and leans against the railings, arms wide apart, a foot on the bottom rail as my camera clicks away.
*”Yeah baby,”* I laugh, encouraging her. *”Make love to the camera, that’s it!”*
Victoria sits back down on the bench and gives her best sultry look then slides herself forward, her dress riding higher. *”How’s this?”* she asks.
*”Amazing,”* I said truthfully. *”You’re beautiful.”*
*”And now?”* Victoria asks, opening her legs wide.
*”Dear God,”* I groan. I should have guessed; Victoria often goes without her panties. Her hairless pussy glistening with moisture in the pale electric light.
*”Do you like what you see?”* Victoria asks, one leg up on the bench, her pussy clearly parted.
*”Stand up,”* I growl, hauling her to her feet. I kiss her roughly, making her gasp, and slide my hand up her thighs, under her dress. I cup her pussy, feeling her heat, and press against her. Victoria squirms, trying to rub against my hand but I just squeezed gently, then run a finger between her lips and against the throbbing nub of her clit.
*”Ohhh,”* she groans, biting my bottom lip. *”More,”* she whispers.
*”No,”* I said firmly, and pull my hand away, leaving her wanting once more. I smile and lick the sticky fluids from my hand as Victoria stamps her foot impatiently.
*”For fuck’s sake,”* Victoria groans.
*”Let’s go,”* I laughed.
The Aston’s exhaust note climbed as I accelerated up the winding mountain pass, rising to a tenor as the roar becomes a howl. Victoria smolders beside me, wriggling in her seat, clutching her breasts through the material of her dress, her thighs open to the breeze, her teeth catching her bottom lip.
*”Faster,”* she shouts as the warm air surrounds us, her hair wildly disheveled as the car rockets up the road. I shift down a couple of gears for the hairpin turn and the engine bellows once more. *”Yes!”* she yells, her senses hyper-stimulated by her arousal, the alcohol, the noise, the wind, the speed. The car rushes onwards, and my face wears a permanent grin as I steal glances at her parted legs and exposed pussy. I fling the car around another bend, and we reach the top of the cliff, a spot overlooking the lake. I kill the engine and suddenly there is silence.
*”What a view,”* Victoria says quietly.
*”I agree,”* I said, looking at her.
She looks at me, her eyes full of lust and hunger. *”Now will you fuck me? Please?”*
I laugh again. *”We’re here to look at the view, nothing more, my darling. Besides, there are people around,”* I said, gesturing at the two other cars a hundred or so meters away.
*”That never used to stop us,”* pleads Victoria.
*”We’re grownups now,”* I said lightheartedly.
*”You’re so mean,”* Victoria sulks. *”Well, if you won’t do me, I’ll do myself.”* Her hand slides between her legs and she slid a finger into her dripping pussy.
*”Uh uh,”* I said sternly, slapping her wrist. *”If you want your present you have to behave yourself.”*
Victoria frowned with frustration. *”I’m going to explode,”* she whined. *”You can’t get me all worked up like this and leave me hanging.”*
*”The night is young, my love,”* I said, loving every second of her sexual frustration.
*”Well, if I can’t get off, can I at least get you off?”* she whimpered.
*”That would be perfectly fine,”* I said.
*”I can’t believe this,”* she muttered. *”It’s MY birthday and you get the fun.”*
I search for a clever response but as Victoria pounces on my groin and undid my trousers, freeing my cock, all wit sailed out of the door and into the night. Victoria buried her head in my lap and gobbled at my throbbing hard-on.
It wasn’t going to take long. I am the one doing the teasing, but I am also incredibly turned on. Victoria’s lips made a perfect seal, and her tongue slithered this way and that as she bobbed up and down my erection. She sucked hard, slurping noisily, greedily engulfing me in the wet softness of her mouth. I felt the tingles in my groin intensify and grow and build and suddenly I am coming, filling her mouth with my cum. Victoria kept sucking and swallowing, her head bobbing as I thrust my hips upwards until my orgasm faded and Victoria finally released my softening cock, a look of absolute triumph on her face. She licks her lips and kisses me, allowing me a taste of myself as her tongue runs around my mouth. We part and I let my head fall back against the headrest.
*”Now can we go and fuck?”* Victoria asked.
*”If you insist,”* I grinned and start the car.
The valet was unsubtle in his gawking at Victoria as she climbed from the Aston, something that gives me yet another thrill. You can look, my friend, I think, but I’m on my way to fuck her. Victoria leads the way to the elevator, once again attracting many a look from those in the lobby, especially now that her dress seems even shorter than before. I walk behind, admiring the rear view of her round ass and athletic form. We stand in silence waiting for the elevator, my hand squeezing Victoria’s butt.
The doors open and an older couple step out, then we enter the now empty elevator. As soon as the doors closes, I push her against the wall and sink to my knees, pushing her dress up. I clamp my mouth over her scalding pussy and sucked at the thick, strands of clear liquid, easily as gooey as the tiramisu earlier, but much, much more exotic. Victoria squeals then gasps, lifting her leg onto my shoulder to give me better access. I lap at her hole, forcing my tongue between the slippery lips then sucked hard at her clit. Victoria’s nails grab at my hair, digging into my scalp as I attack her with my lips, tongue, and teeth.
*”Oh, fuck that’s amazing baby,”* she gasps. *”God, I could come.”*
*”Mmph,”* I say beneath her, encouraging her more.
The elevator bell sounds and the doors slide open. From the corner of my eye, I see a couple start to enter the elevator then stop when they see what is happening.
*”Get the next one,”* panted Victoria, while slamming her hand against the control panel, seeking out the close door button. My licking continues unabated. Ever since I saw her bare pussy on the jetty I had this in mind and I wasn’t stopping until Victoria had cum on my face. I hold her back against the elevator wall, my thumb probing her sopping hole, my knuckles against her asshole and Victoria’s heel dug deliciously into my shoulder.
It took only a few more seconds of frantic, aggressive attention. A rhythmic whimpering sound fills the elevator and Victoria’s grip on my hair becomes even tighter. *”That’s it Frankie, that’s it, baby. Oh God, I’m going to cum,”* she squeals and then her climax takes hold, making her buck against the elevator as I fasten my mouth over her and drink her juices down.
The elevator arrives at our floor and the doors open. Victoria walks ahead, a little unsteady. To an onlooker she might look only a little drunk perhaps as she strolls along the corridor, if it wasn’t for the fact her blue dress is scrunched up around her waist leaving her naked for anyone to see. Victoria reaches the double doors of our suite and waits for me to open the door. As it swings open, I hold her by the waist and kiss her deeply.
*”Now can I have my present?”* Victoria asked.
I smile. *”Since you’ve been such a good girl, I think you can,”* I said.
Victoria pouts, high on a cocktail of wine and sex. She walks towards the vast bed and slips the dress off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor, then unhooks her bra leaving her only in her shoes.
*”God, you’re fucking sexy,”* I say as I watch her climb up the bed on all fours, wiggling her ass this way and that before she turns onto her back and lays with her legs spread wide.
Victoria lays there, holding her breasts, feeling her erect nipples, a hand rubbing one thigh then the other, then finally her red, throbbing pussy. *”Fuck me, you horny bastard,”* she breathed as she fingers herself.
I take off my jacket, shirt and shoes then slip off my pants. My cock stands straight out, pointing at her. I stroke it and watch her touch herself then join her on the bed. I kiss her passionately, delighting in the mix of intimate tastes on each other’s mouths and hold her soft breasts, rubbing my palms over her nipples. My cock slips naturally between Victoria’s folds, and I slide forward, filling her at once.
*”Ohhhh, fuck, yes,”* she groans. *”That’s what I need.”* Victoria holds me to her as I begin to thrust hard and slow, my cock filling her hot, wet pussy.
I lift myself on my arms to look into her beautiful eyes as I fuck her. *”I love you, darling,”* I say tenderly.
*”I love you too,”* she tells me.
My pace quickens. Our bodies smacking together as I thrust in and out of her and her delightful breasts bouncing with every thrust. I lower my mouth to suck hard on one nipple and my tempo increases. The bed bangs against the wall as we move together, each lost in a world of pleasure and unity. My orgasm begins to well inside me just as Victoria’s body begins to shudder with pleasure.
“I’m going to come,” I tell her.
*”So am I,”* she said, and wraps her legs around me, her heels against my back. *”Fill me up. Fill my bad little pussy with your cum.”*
I fuck her harder, slamming into her and then it happens. Victoria screams with abandon, her whole-body shakes and my orgasm tears through me, pumping into her again and again and again until we are both spent.
We lay side by side, panting, sweating, totally satisfied. I hold her hand and turn to her, brushing a lock of hair off her face. I kiss her delicately, lovingly, adoringly. “Happy birthday, my darling.”
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