Breakfast at Vicky's

Kurt looked into Victoria’s shimmering green eyes as he pulled her back in front of him, though it was all he could do not to drop his gaze a little lower and openly gawk at her perky, large breasts perched high upon her chest, bare and naked for all the world to see. And everyone in the cabin had seen, or at least everyone still there, which consisted of Victoria’s ex-boyfriend and her ex-boyfriend’s best friend. If Kurt hadn’t already suspected that something was wrong, this, with Victoria openly displaying her tits, would have been a large red flag.

“Did it feel good to get that off your chest?” Kurt asked seriously.

“Do you mean my top or…” Victoria giggled and bit her lip.

“That declaration you just made,” Kurt clarified, raising an eyebrow. “You know, for my part, I’m sorry. Gavin ran in here, angry and despondent and I was just trying to defend our relationship. But I didn’t mean for it to sound like I was trying to control or decide your life for you.”

“Thanks. It just grates on me so much that Ashley and Gavin have the audacity to call me out after half of the shit they’ve done,” Victoria admitted, folding her arms just beneath her tits and pushing them up even higher. “Is a little payback such a bad thing?”

“I guess it’s more like, is it worth parading yourself around like this, shaming yourself to shame them? It’s like cutting off your nose to spite your face.” Kurt suggested, gesturing towards her large, full chest.

“What do you mean shame myself?” Victoria spat back venomously, placing her hands on her hips and thrusting out her chest so that her impressive breasts stood even more prominently upon her body. “Don’t they look good?”

“Hey, I’m not complaining. I could watch those tits all day long and not get bored,” Kurt hastily backpedalled, waving at her to calm down. “I just mean…well…were you serious about wanting to spend more time with me? Or was that just something you said to get back at Gavin too?”

Victoria’s face went red and she lowered her eyes, relaxing her stance as well as she drew her arms down to her side, almost looking as meek and awkward as she had a few days ago. She chewed her lip for a moment, then answered, glancing up at the older teen. “No. I really would like to get to know you better. Last night was fun, and you’re very carefree, and I think that’s just what I need right now.”

“I can be that for you, if you want. I won’t deny that I’ve thought you were hot since the first time I set eyes on you, so I think you know that I’m interested…” He paused thoughtfully, and Victoria frowned, sensing a ‘but’ coming. “…but, maybe it’s old fashioned of me…what’s in it for me if you’re just gonna show off the goods to anyone? I may as well sit on the sidelines like Gavin and just reap the rewards without any sort of commitment.”

“Because, they can look, but you…” she told him in an angelic sing-song kind of voice as she grabbed his hands and brought them up to her breasts. “…you get to touch.”

The soft, pliable flesh of her boobs felt warm against Kurt’s palms and he instinctively squeezed, pressing his fingers into the smooth, perky globes. His hands rubbed against the rougher, pinker skin around her nipples causing Victoria to cry out with a cute whimper. Sliding his hands under, he cupped her tits in his palms and ran his thumbs over her stiff nipples, caressing them with much more dexterity and precision, enjoying the sounds of sighs and gentle moans rising from her throat. Enjoying it so much that he felt his jeans become tight as his cock swelled beneath.

With her breasts in his hands, his mind almost seemed to go blank. All he could think was how hot it would be to hold these tits in his grasp as she bounced on his cock. That would look really hot, he was sure. There had been a problem with her tits, hadn’t there? But he couldn't see a single issue with Victoria having her breasts exposed now. Then, in a brief moment of clarity and inspiration, he remembered both the problem and concocted the solution. She wouldn't have to expose herself further if he took her somewhere else to fuck her.

“Hey, what do you say we skip breakfast and take this back to the bed?” Kurt suggested slyly, licking his lips as he tore his eyes away from her perky breasts, lifting them to look in her dazzling emerald green eyes. “I’m beginning to think we never should have left it.”

“Hm, no, I need breakfast. I worked up an appetite stretching this morning,” Victoria said, taking his hands in hers again and pulling them away. She turned, heading towards the dining room, looking over her shoulder with a devious gleam in her gaze. “But maybe afterwards you can help me with my skincare regime? I hear it’s good to moisturise your chest as well as your face.”

Victoria didn’t wait for an answer. Instead, she turned back with a flick of her hair and strode through to the dining room where Zack and Gavin were already seated and half way through their pancakes. Seeing her enter, dressed still in only the flimsy white thong, proudly and carelessly displaying her naked breasts for both to openly gawk, Zack choked on the bite he was taking while, beside him, Gavin audibly groaned. Victoria smiled politely, looking up and down the table at the food as she took the seat opposite Gavin so that, every time he looked up, he was **** to look at his ex-girlfriend’s bare tits. Just behind her Kurt entered, taking the seat beside her, opposite Zack.

“Hey, Vicky, uh, not to sound like a prude or anything,” Zack prefaced cautiously, after taking a hard swallow of the food he’d choked on. “But could you put your top back on at least? Those are, um, kind of distracting.”

“Is that your way of saying that you like what you see?” Vicky teased, pouring maple syrup over her pancakes. “That’s very flattering. Thank you.”

Zack looked to Kurt for support. If those two were dating now, Zack at least expected that Kurt might not like to see a girlfriend of his, casual or otherwise, strutting around topless. He was surprised when Kurt simply shrugged and began eating his own pancakes. Looking around, he caught the pleading look in Gavin’s eyes, and grimaced, showing his helplessness to make Victoria do anything she didn’t want to do. And so, the three boys were **** to sit and eat their breakfast with the very-nearly naked Victoria Walker. Well, **** was a strong word, since, as Victoria noted, it wasn’t like any one of them didn’t like what they saw.

No one wanted to talk about Victoria’s tits and yet they were all they could think about. Their nice round shape. Her smooth, glistening skin. The deep colour and erectness of her nipples. How perky and firm they looked, high upon her chest. And Kurt had it worst of all. The weight and softness of her large breast lingered on his mind and clung to his hands. But this silence was no good. It was only making her tits more obvious, and none of the boys could help but google and stare and glance at Vicky, who sat, unbothered, eating her pancakes.

“So, uh, what’s everyone’s plans for today?” Kurt asked, cutting through the thick and heavy silence to the relief of Zack and Gavin.

“I have no idea,” Zack admitted, leaning back. “I feel like I should do something but ever since Lisa’s dad was arrested all I want to do is help. And I can’t. So, it kind of feels like I’m just waiting to hear back from them.”

“I was thinking of putting my new bathing suit to use and doing some tanning down by the lake,” Victoria said, leaning over to Kurt and placing her hand on the inner thigh of his jeans where the denim bulged. Kurt sucked in panicked gasp through his teeth as he felt her hand playfully squeeze his cock, but when he glanced over at her she was looking at Zack. “You’re more than welcome to keep me company.”

“Ah, ah new bathing suit? That sounds like a good idea,” Kurt growled out, thinking that the blonde would at least be more covered up than she currently was if she was wearing a one-piece or a bikini set. But it was Victoria’s hand, pulling down his zipper while he spoke that made his voice sound strained and breathless.

“Ha, man, I, um…I think my new bathing suit, she means what she’s currently wearing…” Zack remarked, chuckling gently, though the mention of Victoria’s tits had brought them right back to the forefront of his brain.

Kurt looked to Victoria, the blonde smiling and nodding gently. Her hand slid in through his fly, her fingers wrapping around his cock as she tugged it out into the open air, while she cut a pancake with the side of her fork and brought the piece to her mouth. He glanced down, and saw his thick cock, still hard from touching Victoria’s chest a few moments ago, wrapped in her small, warm fist. His eyes quickly shot back up, darting between Zack and Gavin, wondering if they suspected what was going on beneath the table.

“I’ll probably just curl up somewhere and die,” Gavin said, leaning on the table, one side of his face resting in his hand as he poked at the cupcakes with his fork, completely oblivious to what was happening opposite him.

Victoria rolled her eyes as her hand began moving up and down the length of Kurt’s dick. He bit his lip, resisting the groan resting on the tip of his tongue. If he made any kind of lewd or erotic sound the guys would definitely know something was going on beneath the table. But Victoria’s soft, warm hand stroking the full length of his cock was making it very difficult to remain quiet. One grunt he managed to pass off as a cough, but he wasn’t eating anymore. He simply sat at the table, staring at his food, red faced trying not to give a voice to the pleasure.

On the other hand, Victoria remained angelic and innocent looking as ever, politely and mannerly eating while she rubbed her palm over the tip of Kurt’s cock. She gathered up a lot of pre-cum and returned to stroking his shaft, smearing his lubrication all over his dick, allowing her to pump faster and harder. The sudden change in pace broke down Kurt’s barriers and he cried out, “oh, shit.”

Both Zack and Gavin looked to Kurt questioningly, but it was Victoria who answered, explaining, “I guess he really liked your pancakes.”

Zack raised an eyebrow, glancing at Kurt’s half-eaten plate, the fork tossed aside and his hands gripping the edge of the table. Before he could put two and two together though, Victoria interrupted his thoughts.

“So, what do you say, Zack?” she asked, consistently jacking Kurt’s shaft with a steady, rhythmic pace, her thumb grazing over the edge of his glans. “Care to join me for some sunbathing?”

“I don’t know. Again, that might be a little too distracting…” Zack ran a hand through his hair and laughed, thinking that a week ago, being invited to watch Victoria sunbathing would have been a dream come true. “And I’m not sure Kurt would appreciate that.”

“Isn’t a distraction exactly what you need?” Victoria suggested, relentless as she tugged at Kurt’s cock. “And why would Kurt mind? It’s just two friends hanging out in the sun…or three. I’m sure he’d be happy to join us, isn’t that right?”

“Uh huh,” Kurt said, his words slurred and mindless. The young blonde teen had no idea what he just agreed to, absolutely overwhelmed by the tingling in his balls rising and building. He was trying to hold back his orgasm, but Victoria’s pumping fist just wouldn’t let up. Glancing down again, Victoria’s hand was nothing but a blur flying up and down the length of his manhood, and yet, she sat beside him, serenely poised as if nothing were amiss.

“See? Kurt is delighted to come,” Victoria said, squeezing tightly around his shaft as her hand sank down his length, enough to push him over the edge.

“Oh, fuck, yes,” Kurt half shouted, thrusting his hips up against Victoria’s hand as the first spurt erupted from his erect cock. It shot straight up, splashing against the underside of the table. The next couple of shots hit the table too but the rest poured out of his slit, running down over his cockhead and Victoria’s hand. She kept pumping until the stream became a trickle, her fist was covered in his sticky, white cum and the crotch of his jeans were darkly saturated with the dripping remnants.

“He’s very eager,” Victoria explained playfully as she released Kurt’s softening cock and pulled her hand from under the table, strands of his load hanging between her fingers. “Oh, geez, my hand is covered in syrup.”

“I think I’ve lost my appetite,” Gavin grumbled, grabbing his half-eaten breakfast and carrying the plate to the kitchen while Victoria made a show of licking the cum from her fingers like a cat cleaning its paw.

“Hold up,” Zack called after him, lifting his own plate and looking to the others. “Are you guys finished?”

“For now,” Victoria replied, licking her lips.

Kurt was in no state to answer, slumping down in the chair, head hanging over the back, so Zack assumed he was done eating as well. Grabbing their plates and cutlery, he followed Gavin into the kitchen.

“Dude, Victoria was totally giving Kurt a handjob underneath the table,” Zack said, as she set the dishes down beside the sink where Gavin was standing. “Oh, sorry. You’re probably the worst person to mention this to.”

“I don’t mind the act itself so much. It makes my heart ache, but what really burns is that I know it’s being done for my benefit…or disgrace rather,” Gavin admitted, while rinsing his plate. “If you want to head down to the lake with her and Kurt, I don’t mind. It was made quite clear that I wasn’t invited.”

“Well, actually, first…” Zack took a breath and became serious. “There was something I wanted to talk to you about.”