Vincent's Bedroom

Vicky was bubbling with excitement as she led me away from the party. As we walked upstairs, I knew that this wasn’t going to be just an act of lust, but of defiance. Not that I cared. I would’ve followed her just about anywhere. When she opened the door, I realized the location he had chosen: Vincent’s bedroom.

He had a decadent canopy bed, and we were about to violate it. Truth be told, I had little reason to hate Vincent, but I hadn’t worked for him on a day to day basis. Vicky obviously had some motive for ****, and I was more than happy to help her with that.

Vicky’s dress fell to her ankles, revealing the fact that there was nothing underneath but her naked body. As I moved forward, she sat down on the edge of Vincent’s bed and spread her legs, as if I needed any further invitation. As I walked forward, I unbuttoned my shirt and discarded it. Once in front of her, I dropped down on my knees and thought of where to start. I began with her delicate feet, kissing the soles. My mouth soon moved towards her toes, which I suckled on.

“I didn’t know you liked feet?” Vicky cooed.

“I love every inch of you.”

My lips kissed up her ankles before climbing up her slender calf. If she was nervous about me taking my time, she didn’t show it. My kisses brought me up her leg and closer to her lovelips. Glancing up, I could see the anticipation in her eyes, but I wanted to tease just a little longer. My hands came to rest on her thighs as I leaned up and wrapped my lips around her puffy nipple. Her reaction was immediate; her body tensing up, so I leaned into her ear and asked, “Are your nipples sensitive?”

She nodded, so I pushed her down onto the mattress. My lips once again met her nipple as my hand reached for her slit. I rubbed between her greasy pussy-lips, teasing her with promises of what’s to come. Moans flowed from her mouth. Moans that might announce what we were doing to any passersby, but she was too lust-lost at that moment to give a damn.

My finger found its way inside her welcoming wetness, which greeted me with a vice-like hug. My fingers wriggled around, searching for the spot that would make her shudder. She declared my success with a cry that was half shock and half lust. As she moaned, I leaned into her ear and whispered, “How long have you been wanting to do this?”

“Ever since I saw you, Tony.”

“In this room?”

“Ahh… This was just spur of the moment.”

“You ever imagine doing something like this?”

Vicky shook her head, words becoming too much for her as the pleasure building inside of her began to surface. Her body trembled in anticipation, so I leaned back down and wrapped my lips around her nipple. That proved to be what she needed to push her over the edge and into a blissful, body-shaking climax.

As Vicky caught her breath, I reached for my belt and unbuckled it with haste. I tugged my pants down, freeing my throbbing erection. Vicky glanced at my cock before shifting onto all fours. She pushed up with her arms, arching her back, telling me exactly how she wanted to be fucked. When I arrived behind her, I gripped her hips with my left hand and guided my cock towards her craving cunt with my right.

A gasp escaped Vicky’s mouth as I inched inside of her. For a moment, I savored the sensation before I began to thrust. As I settled into a steady pace, my hands roamed her body. My left hand squeezed her ass, whilst my right slithered around her body and reached for her breast. As soon as I found her nipple, I pinched it. In response, she let out a lustful cry as she indulged in the combination of sensations.

“Y-you can go faster.” She said.

I took her words to heart. “Like that?”

“Yeah… That’s perfect.”

I planted my lips on her neck, sucking on it to leave a lovebite. Everyone we walked by would know what we’ve done. That we’d snuck off to indulge in our carnal desires. That Vicky was my woman, and I would have it no other way. Of course, it was highly likely someone heard us, as Vicky made no attempt to tame her moans. Those moans grew louder as Vicky trembled once more.

“Ahh fuck… Keep going.” She declared.

“You gonna cum for me, Vicky?”

She gave me a slight nod before letting out a triumphant cry. Her body spasmed uncontrollably as I held her tightly. Whilst she indulged in orgasmic bliss, I continued to thrust, hoping to join her. Within seconds, I did just that, pumping my seed deep inside her.

Now spent, the two of us collapse onto the mattress.

“That was amazing…” Vicky said.

“Sure was.”

“You really had to cum in me?”

“Well, you are the richest woman I’ve ever been with.”

She managed a chuckle. “We better get back to the party. If we get found here, I don’t think Vincent will be happy.”

With haste, we got dressed and rejoined the party. Truth be told, I didn’t know what the future held for us. The only thing for certain is that my legacy was now always going to be tied to Vicky. We had upset the status quo, and in doing so, I gave an opportunity of a lifetime to an artist who deserved exactly that.