Vicki’s little secret part 2

That week alone with Vicki went by in a haze of ecstasy induced by countless hours of mutual gratification. We fucked in every room, and on almost any surface in the house we could balance ourselves on. She must have changed outfits about a hundred times. Sometimes she would dress up just to strip back down, other times she would only take off her panties and we would fuck fully dressed. We dressed her up real skanky/slutty and walked the mall. Hell she even blew me under a table while we were at this really nice chinese restuarant.

But that Friday, I began to worry. We had madly fallen deep into love, and that is something very hard to hide from other people. I was still afraid of Rebecca, and still remembered the threats she made the very first day I met Vicki. Vicki, on the other hand, would hear nothing of it. It was none of her mother’s business, as far as Vicki was concerned. She was officially an adult, and she had stopped fearing her mother’s wrath long before she had even met me.

Rebecca called that night, letting us know that everyone would be coming home sometime late the next day around noon. She asked how everything went, and how Vicki was. I told her that not much had gone on, and that as far as I knew, Vicki was fine. She then asked to speak to her daughter, so I handed Vicki the phone and walked back to the couch. I could hear Vicki’s side of the conversation:

“Hey mom……. Yeah things are fine……. not much……………… no it’s ok ma, I know you needed the vacation……… yeah i’m sure………. nothing much, we didn’t even do cake or anything………. sure, we can celebrate when you get back…… kay ma……. Love you too… muah…. bye”

After hanging up the phone, Vicki headed back towards the living room.
“Want to join me in the shower?” She said as she winked at me suggestively. I shook my head.
“No thats alright.”
Vicki pouted after my refusal and trundled of to prepare for her shower.

While Vicki showered, I did some laundry and cleaned up a bit, (we had made a real mess in all our fun). The whole time I was trying to figure a way out of the corner I had painted myself into. When Vicki finished her shower, she walked out of the bathroom, not bothering to cover up. She snuggeled her naked body against mine. Reaching into my pants, she played softly with my balls. She leaned her head against my shoulder.
“Whatza matter, babe?” She asked quietly when I didn’t immeadialty return the affection. She kissed my neck as she waited for me to answer.
“I’m still worried,” I answered, and almost laughed as she pouted at me.
“About Mom?” Vicki asked, and I nodded. She started to undo the zipper on my pants, “Stop that, will you? Its none of her goddamn business what I do now.” She pull out my dick, which was now half erect. She leaned down and lowered her lips over it, taking my my semi soft cock fully into her mouth. I knew she was trying to distract me, and frankly it worked. I let out a soft moan as she worked her magic.

Even as my cock grew thicker and longer, she kept it full in her mouth. Once I was fully hard, she pushed it into the back of her throat, gagging and spitting all over it. I loved the way she did that whenever she sucked me. Her long wet hair slapped against me as she bobbed up and down, gagging and slurping as she blew me. Just as I was about to blow my load, she stopped, smiling.
“I know what you need!!” She said excitedly, “You need my ass. You need to stick your huge fucking pecker in my ass you dirty Bastard!!” I was shocked, I loved it when Vicki talked dirty, but we had never even dicussed anal. She smiled even bigger as lay on her belly on the sofa next to me, her legs spread just a little so I could see both her smoothe cunt lips and her tiny little butthole. She sucked on her own fingers for a moment, then reach around her back and (using her own spit as lube) pushed in two of them into her ass. She shrieked in pleasure as she finger fucked her ass faster and faster.

Her smile grew as she saw how much it turned me on. I licked one of my fingers, and added it to the two she had in there. After we flexed our finger around fot a bit, stretching her out a bit, I moved her fingers out of the way( which she then used to play with her pussy and clit. I spit on her ass and on my hand, then shoved three of my fingers in to the first knuckle. I pumped my hand back and forth, pushing my fingers in a little farther each time. Soon I had them fully in her, spreading them around, feeling inside her ass and stretching her out even more. The whole time, Vicki is moaning and screaming, telling me what a nasty fucker I am. Finally, I couldn’t stand it any more. I knelt behind her, and spread he ass cheeks apart, and spat about five times on her asshole. Then I spat into my palm, and rubbed my spit onto my cock. I put the head right at her shithole.

As soon as Vick felt it resting at her entrance, she bucked backwards, forcing it deep into her. It felt very warm, and tighter than ever her tiny little cunt. She began to grind her ass, moving my cock around inside her ass. I smacked her left ass cheek hard, and she let out a little yelp before moaning for more. As she fucked her own ass on my hard cock, I slapped at her cheeks, occasionally grabbing at them, or digging my fingers along her back. I leaned foward and grabbed both of her breasts, and used them to pull myself as deep into her hole as I could. I did it over and over, and soon she was screaming in ecstasy.
“Sonofabitch…..sonofa….ohhhhh myyyy Fuckiiiiiiiiiinggg godddddddddd!!!!” As she built towards orgasm, she got louder and louder, which set me off just as much. My cum exloaded in her ass. Soon we both collasped, having both cum at the same time.

“Did you like that, Mikey?” Vicki asked coyly after a few minutes. “Duh” was all I could manage, my brain fried from the expirience, but she could see the goofy grin on my face. She giggled. She ran to the bathroom to clean up while I got redressed. She headed toward her room, and I headed into the bathroom to take a shit. When I got back to the living room, Vicki came out of her room dressed in a really sexy outfit. It was a violet crushed velvet halter top and short skirt. The halter was snug against her chest, and the skirt had a very high slits up the sides. She wore a black pair of very high heeled thigh high boots, and also a pair of satin gloves that almost reached her armpits. She had a black leather biker chic coat on.

“Are we going somewhere, or are you just looking to get fucked like a manx again?” I asked.
“Yes!!”
“Yes? To which one?”
“Both!!” She laughed. I laughed with her.
“So where are we going?” I asked as I headed towards the door.
“Out to dance at the club. I’m sick of being stuck in the house.”

So we headed out to the nearest set of clubs, which were about two towns over. The one Vicki chose was called “Freaky Friday’s”. I actually knew the guy who owned the place, so we got in real easy. But just as we were getting to the door in, one of the gals in line shot Vicki and I a jealous stare. She looked like she had been out there for a while, but you know how the Door guys at these places can be. Vicki just walked right over, grabbed her by the elbow, and dragged her in with us.

Once we got inside, I got a good look at the girl Vicki had brought in with us. She was a short little brunette, with long hair and a cute face. She wasn’t anything compaired to Vicki, but she was very attractive nonetheless. She was wearing a black strapless mini dress and black knee high boots. She leaned over to Vicki, said something I couldn’t hear (this place is so loud you hear it about a half mile away). Vicki just giggled, then pulled me close so I could hear her.

“Her name is Cailey, and she thanked us for grabbing her. She told me she has been here for hours waiting to get in!” Vick practically had to shout even this close to each other to be heard. We walked in and headed towards the lounge area. I grabbed both Vicki and our new friend and led them to my favorite spot, a long sofa where there was room for all of us.