I think I owe it to Vicky to share another story about her, because notwithstanding the origin of our relationship, she became a favorite FWB of my past. She was a LOT of fun because I was experiencing her, in real-time, discover and explore her newfound sexuality. It was incredibly erotic, and I feel lucky that she shared some of it with me.
For Victoria, sex went from repressed and nearly non-existent to nearly all-consuming in an instant.
After my three-day fuck-fest with her, the following Wednesday we had a scheduled year-end meeting with her account team to plan out implementations for the following year. Victoria was leading part of the session. No one other than me and my boss knew that I had provided my one month notice prior to the meeting (he was trying to counter-offer). So, my level of “give-a-shit-ness” had declined greatly, which is (I think) part of the story.
The previous night I sent Victoria a very short text.
*I dare you to present commando tomorrow.*
The next day in the boardroom her team showed up and as usual, Victoria was dressed in her prim, professional outfit. A structured business suit with mid-calf hemline and sensible 2-inch heel pumps.
As everyone was getting set up in the boardroom I sent her a very inappropriate text.
*Is your pussy free?*
Her phone vibrated and she picked it up to read the message. Victoria’s face and neck immediately turned red, and I could see her struggle not to acknowledge me. I giggled under my breath. Moments later I received my answer.
*Very :)*
Fuck that was hot! She watched me smile with the knowledge, her face still crimson.
She executed her presentation flawlessly and sat back down around the boardroom table. I sent her another text.
*Great job! I kept thinking about bending you over the table and fucking you senseless tho*
When she read the text, Victoria’s face turned crimson again and she bit her lower lip as I watched her text a reply
*Ur so bad ;P*
As customary, we all went out for drinks afterwards. About twenty of us in total. It was year-end, so the drinks were flowing well. Victoria and I tried really hard to keep it professional, considering that only a few days earlier we were exhausting ourselves in an inpromptu sex-a-thon. That didn’t stop the text tease though. I hit her with a string of unanswered texts that went like this.
*I should take you downstairs and finger your pussy in the bathroom rn*
*Your cootchie needs a tongue rn*
*Are you wet?*
*Hope ur boss doesn’t see the pussy juice running down your leg*
*lift your skirt and show Nick your cootchie I bet he would love that*
*Wonder if any other cute girls have their cootchies out in the bar rn*
*My tongue should be in your pussy rn*
*If only your customer knew how slutty you are*
I sent these texts to Victoria throughout the night without a single response, but I could see her open them every time and every time I watched her face turn bright red and smile. Only once did I get a return text.
*Ur so mean. xoxo*
I gave everyone taxi chits to prevent drinking and driving. It was early evening and I wanted to sneak out to Victoria’s king-sized bed for another round of fun with her.
*I’m leaving in a cab to your house rn*
She soon responded
*Uggh me too XXXX*
At the taxi stand as I was getting into my cab, Victoria walked by and gave me a devilish smile just before she entered her cab (it would have been scandalous if we got into the same cab!).
My driver was a little more efficient than hers. I got to her house, which was empty and locked, about two or three minutes ahead of her – so I waited standing on her front porch under the light, leaning against the wall.
When Victoria arrived, I will never forget the stylish image of her striding up the walkway with her computer bag slung over her shoulder, and with fire in her eyes. It was more than passion, almost angry determination. She didn’t say anything discernable, just groaned and attacked me with her hips grinding, full-mouth, tongue-seeking kiss.
While she was kissing me, right on her front porch, she unbuckled my pants, unzipped my fly and yanked my dick out. She continued to moan into my mouth as she jacked me off in front of her door. I couldn’t help but get hard. Soon, she broke away, fumbled for her keys, unlocked the door, and pulled me into the house by my dick, slamming the door behind us.
Victoria groaned as she stripped us of our jackets and shoes, then dragged me again by my cock into her room, slamming that door behind us. She stripped us both of our shirts and pulled off her bra. Her nipples were puffy with excitement. My pants and boxers were awkwardly below my thighs with my hard-on bouncing, which gave Victoria enough leverage to push me onto my back on her bed.
“Wheee!” I giggled as I bounced a couple of times on her bed as I waited for her to blow me.
Victoria moaned, ignored my goofiness and was about to do one of the absolute sexiest boss things I can remember anyone doing. Fuck!
Victoria unzipped and walked out of her work skirt, jumped up to stand on the bed, straddling my head, and then lowered her glazed pussy onto my face. Her juices dripped onto my cheeks and nose as she lowered her swollen vulva and bright pink slit directly onto my mouth. She groaned hard as her sensitive labia smeared across my face.
She had no mercy. Victoria smothered me with her cunt with all of her weight, rubbing her slick folds around my nose and tongue and chin while I was trying to work my tongue against her slippery bits.
“Auuugghh….mmmmmmm….ooohhhh….yeah…that’s it….oooohhhh…yeah” Victoria was moaning loudly as she continued to grind her crotch against my tongue and face. I could barely breathe. I was drowning in her juices and the sounds of her vagina squelching against my face were unbearably sexy.
She was completely feral.
At one point I caught her staring down at me crimson, mouth opened, and forehead scrunched in passion, a small string of drool hanging from her bottom lip. Victoria grabbed a tuft of my hair and pulled my face tighter to her pussy and rode my face even harder and with all of her athleticism.
Exceptionally professional, extremely cute, once innocent Victoria was growling, gasping, and groaning loudly above me as she edged closer to her release. Suddenly, she froze with my face smushed against her cunt and my tongue snaking in and around her entrance. Victoria began to tremble, and I could feel her clit begin to pulse against the side of my nose with a now familiar manifestation of her orgasm.
Victoria threw her head back and yelled while her orgasm coursed through her. It was utterly erotic and sensual to feel this pretty girl enthralled with gratification. I almost came myself as my steel hard cock pulsed uselessly against my stomach, streaming pre-cum. Victoria’s hips spasmed a few times and then she began to sob from the intensity of it all. She let go of my hair and began to slide her hips down my body, leaving a trail of fluid across my chest and stomach as she did. Still sobbing, Vicky reached between us and inserted me into her molten entrance and began to ride me. I looked up and tears were streaming down her face as she gazed at me grinning and biting her lip. She began to lick her own cum off of my nose and cheeks and chin which blew my mind and didn’t help with my stamina while she slammed up and down on my cock.
After she kissed me deeply Victoria whispered to me for the first time in a while in between her moans.
“oh….god….you were…ooohhhh…ooh…such a tease today…..mmmmmm….I was so turned on…hmmmm.” Victoria was building again to an orgasm as she rolled her hips faster, squelching her vagina over my cock. I was on the edge. She rode a little harder and then arched her back with her hands on her knees, grinding her pussy against me. I took the opportunity to lift my head up and scrape my teeth lightly over one of her nipples, which caused her to groan and her hips to convulse again as she gasped through another beautiful but much less intense orgasm.
Vicky pulled off and my dick splashed against my stomach. She shimmied further down my body until she pulled my cock into her mouth with her beautiful ass high in the air behind her. After only a couple of times going down on me with her expert tongue and her fingers tickling my balls, I came in her mouth and down her throat, which made her moan.
A few minutes later, before we fell asleep, I invited Victoria to my Corporate Christmas Party.
The next evening, I picked her up in my truck and she was wearing a tight shimmery green party dress but with a hem conservatively just above knees. For the first time, my staff would see Vicky showing off her curves (her skier’s ass was impeccable!), and on my arm (the freak outs were fun to watch BTW!). My staff would have freaked out further if they would have known that she was as naked under her dress as she was the day before during her presentation. We danced together for the first time, and we both sucked at it. It was a fantastic night and everyone on my team had a great time dancing and partying.
Now the crazy part.
After Francesca (see the joyriding post) jammed her damp red lacey thong in my pocket I got distracted by all the dancing and drinking that was going on and totally forgot about it.
Later, on the way home, Vicky was a little tipsy and we were having a blast singing songs from the radio and then out of nowhere she reached into my breast pocket and pulled out Francesca’s thong.
“What’s this?” she was giggling hard. She obviously saw Francesca confront me.
“Fuck, that’s a long story.” Vicky was making me laugh as she was raising the tiny piece of cloth in front of her examining it, feeling it, smelling it. She put it on her head.
She started laughing.
“eeeewwww…it’s a bit sticky!
“Well..yeah..uhh…I guess.” I had no idea where this was going but was getting a little nervous.
“Who was that girl? She has a ROCKING body.”
“Just a bit of a fling. Not interested.” And I definitely wasn’t. And I was beating myself up for totally forgetting about that thong because I could have just tossed it in the bathroom garbage. I didn’t want to ruin this thing with Vicky because she was so much fun.
“I think she’s into you! Is she good in bed? You prefer teaching me instead?” Before I could answer, she bit her lower lip and laughed more. “Hmmm…I have an idea.” And with that, right in the front seat of my truck, she put on a bit of a show by yanking her dress up, to reveal her beautiful slit and wiggled into Francesca’s sticky thong. Victoria pulled her feet up to rest them on the dash to show the lacey red thong barely covering her fat, swollen vulva. Then moaning, she rubbed her vagina through the thong for about a half a song until Victoria’s entire crotch and the thong were glazed with her fluids.
Then she put herself back together again and sat primly in the front seat singing songs from the radio until we got back to her house a few minutes later.
In her bedroom, with her roommates home, we needed a bit more sound protection, so we climbed up into her loft and immediately sixty-nined with her on top. Victoria refused to remove the thong. I had to eat her by moving the thong, soaked in both Francesca’s and Victoria’s own fluids, to the side. Vicky had a trembling orgasm that soaked the thong even more while I came in her mouth. We took a small break before I fucked her in her favorite prone position and she came again much harder, her spectacular bum squirming below me, while she groaned into her pillow. But she refused to remove the increasingly gooey thong rubbing against my shaft. As we were setting up for me to bend her in half for the aggressive missionary that she enjoyed so much, she finally removed the thong. As I entered her with her knees over my shoulders, she arched her back, groaned deeply, looked into my eyes, and stuffed the bunched up slick thong into my mouth. Not only could I taste Victoria, but also hints of Francesca’s pussy too. And for the first time, Vicky got spicy. It was very hot hearing this previously pious young professional lady getting vocal.
“ Mmmmm…fuck me baby….harder…fuck me.” I was slamming into her as fast as I could manage, intoxicated by the taste of her and Francesca in my mouth and her dirty talk.
“You like how I taste?” I couldn’t believe this was coming out of her proper mouth.
“mmhmmm!” I was shaking my head affirmatively.
“Good….oohh…fuck me baby.”
I was drilling her so hard that my balls were slapping off her ass.
“Do I taste better?” she was referring to Francesca and staring into my eyes from between her knees. I was barely functioning at the time.
“mmhmmm!” Still skaing my head yes, but I was really concentrating on just. maintaining. the. rhythm.
“I…..aughhh…thought…soooo….ooooh…baby…oooh…I’m cumming.” Victoria’s head shot back onto her pillow, her forehead scrunched up and her nails dug into my side as she began to gasp towards another orgasm. This new confidence was incredibly sensual, I couldn’t handle it any more, and as Vicky started to jerk her hips in the throes of cumming, I had to pull out quickly to spew whatever semen I had left in me all over her tits, bright-red throat and chin below me.
As we were riding out the last ripples of our orgasms, I spit the thong out and it tumbled down between her legs and onto her tummy. The ridiculousness of the situation made us burst out laughing hysterically while we cleaned ourselves up.
Before we went to sleep, Vicky hung that cum-soaked red thong over the corner of a full-length mirror that she had in her closet. For as long as we hooked up, it stayed there like some sort of funky trophy.
We had a lot of fun together for another three or four months which was marked by spectacular sex. I think she was trying to make up for lost time. She was willing to try nearly anything once, and frankly, I started running out of novel things for her to try after only a few weeks. Vicky loved dirty talk, exhibitionism, blindfolds, vibrators and anal play, but ultimately drew the line at threesomes. She confessed once that she was curious to play with another woman, but she was afraid that she would get jealous over a threesome with me. That should have been a hint, but I was too self-absorbed to understand the signal at the time. We ended a bit roughly because I didn’t recognize that Victoria was falling in love with me while I thought we were “just having fun”. Of all of the women in my life, my relationship with Victoria is the one that I wish I could have ended differently. Not long after, I met Allie (Fucking Beauty post) and, well, maybe I met my karma.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/yozark/my_account_manager_and_the_thong_mf_f