It was early in our relationship when I was around one night at Vicki's house. She was wearing a little short denim skirt and little top, no bra.
After a few visits, I realized that was her outfit of choice when I was round, or would have been when any guy might have been round as it turned out.
I found out fairly soon that Vicki enjoyed giving me easy access to her slim, fit body and lovely round breasts.
She only wore a little g-string underneath her skirt, and she loved the feeling of her skirt being pulled up and her g-string pulled to the side so I could finger her trimmed wet slit.
I loved making her gasp as I teased her, before thrusting at least two fingers deep inside her soaking pussy, curling my fingers up to flick at her g spot.
She'd grip my wrist, desperate not to let me pull my fingers out of her as she rode my hand.
As the relationship progressed, it was obvious she enjoyed being fingered or bent over so I could fuck her just by pulling her little panties to the side and sticking my cock into her without taking any of her clothes off.
I can imagine this would have been the norm when Vicki was younger and went clubbing. I can just imagine how many guys would have had the joy of finger fucking her to climax, but that story is for another day.
Anyway, back to that night, I didn't want Vicki to think I was interested in just fucking her and was taking things nice and slow. It was only a week or so after our first meeting at the club.
We'd already had a good, long, heavy snogging session, where we'd dry-fuck each other on the sofa and then on the lounge floor.
Without any of the two of us saying it, we both enjoyed the floor best as I could grind my hard cock hard up against her.
Vicki's legs wide open, and my hard cock throbbing in my jeans, pushing hardness against her thin lacy panties, just covering her pussy.
I loved how I could make her pant and moan, I could regularly make Vicki climax that way, she didn't hide it when I made her cum as she'd let out loud gasps and moans as she came, grinding herself against my hard cock.
That night as she relaxed and came down from her orgasm, she said she needed a drink.
My cock was leaking so much by now and I was desperate to cum in some way and was hoping she won't leave me hanging.
It was about 11.00 at night and when the bell rang and Vicki asked me to get it as she was in the kitchen getting us some drinks.
When I opened the door, there was this huge six-foot-plus rugby type guy there. I could tell he'd had a couple of drinks, but wasn't drunk.
He looked a bit shocked when I opened the door, as was I when he asked to see Vicki.
She'd obviously heard the guy’s voice as she almost ran out of the kitchen and asked me just to go into the lounge.
I was feeling angry and confused, but I wasn't going to get all macho, not with this guy. He was huge.
I didn't hear what they were saying, but it only took a couple of minutes before I heard the door closing again.
Vicki came into the lounge kind of sheepishly, with her cheeks blushing a little. I was sitting on the sofa and she came and sat beside me.
She didn't want to look at me as she explained that the guy at the door was a guy she'd went out with a few times, but nothing serious, as he was a fireman and worked different shifts.
I think Vicki was embarrassed about the whole situation. She then gave me a long, lusty kiss before slipping down onto the floor in front of me.
She didn't look up as she began to undo my jeans and I lay back slightly and as I did she pulled my jeans down over my knees, I was still hard and my boxers were tenting with my hard cock, my wet patch of pre cum fully visible.
Vicki didn't mention it as her fingers slipped down the waistband of my boxers and peeled them down over my knees, my full 8 inches bounced to attention as she released it.
Vicki still hadn't looked at me as she sat up and began to lick the length of my throbbing cock, her wet tongue running up and down as my cock twitched at her delicate touch.
As she reached the tip, Vicki took me into her wet mouth for the first time, I gasped as I felt her lips open and take my cock tip into her mouth, firmly slide down my shaft, gripping it with her lips, her hands on my thighs as her mouth slowly bobbed up and down on my cock.
I wanted to watch her, but she was so good at it that I closed my eyes and relaxed into the sofa to enjoy my first blow job from her. She expertly took me deeper and deeper into her mouth.
There was no doubt Vicki enjoyed sucking cock and was so good, I could hear her mouth drooling all over it, I didn't even have to put my hand on the back of her head to encourage her to take it even more as I could see and feel her forcing herself to take it deeper down her throat, even making herself gag a few times.
Only coming up for a gasp of breath before taking me deep into her wet mouth again.
Out of the numerous about of guys Vicki must have sucked off, I would imagine a good few of them must have encouraged her to take it nice and deep down her throat and taught her that guys love a girl that enjoys sucking cock and taking it deep.
It felt like ages, but it was probably only a few minutes of Vicki sucking my cock, but I was so close to cumming from earlier in the night and since it was her first time sucking me off, I felt it was only fair I warned her I was close to cumming.
As soon as I gasped I was about to cum, I was surprised when Vicki started to suck me harder and faster. It could only have been seconds later that I shot my hot spunk into her mouth.
I heard her moan as she must have felt spurts of hot cum shoot into her mouth; I heard Vicki gulping at it, greedily sucking at my cock, trying to get every last drop down her throat and I knew then that this was not the first load of hot cum she'd swallowed.