Inappropriate Thoughts (Victoria Wilde #1)

by Ian Dalton

  Jillian glared at her a moment, then nodded in agreement. "For argument's sake, let’s say I do want to sleep with him, but I’m so out of practice that I’ve forgotten exactly how to do everything. What do young guys like?"

  "I can give you the perfect plan to blow his mind and keep him coming back for more. Once you do this, he will follow you around like a lost puppy just begging for you to do it again."

  Jillian looked at her expectantly.

  "First, have him lie on his stomach, fresh from a good, long, hot shower. Then you—" She looked over at Kurt. "Sorry, Kurt. I don’t want you to hear all my secrets."

  She whispered the rest of the procedure into Jillian’s ear. Jillian listened intently, asked a few questions, and looked turned on by most of what she heard and a little put off by the rest.

  "And that does it?" Jillian asked.

  "Like you wouldn’t believe." Victoria said confidently. "You really would need to like a guy to do all that."

  Jillian nodded along in complete agreement.

  "You need a perfectly-groomed guy, as it were. For example, no one is doing any of that to Pube Boy," Victoria added as they both shared a sickened look. "I once brought a young guy right to the edge four times before I let him come. He nearly jumped out of his skin. But when I thought he had finally had enough, I did that last thing I told you about, and he, uh... He claimed it was the biggest orgasm of his life."

  Jillian looked at her in awe.

  "That’s why I think there are so many divorces today—married couples just don’t have enough really good sex. I’m not talking about five minutes of 'I’m-exhausted, we-have-to-get-up-in-five-hours, we-just-finished-watching-the-local-news, but do-you-really-feel-like-doing-it?' sex. I mean, the up-to-bed-early-on-a-weeknight, take-a-good-shower, slip-on-some-lingerie, and really-go-at-it sex. Your basic blow-job, oral-for-her, sixty-nine, regular-old-fashioned, and then-maybe-a-little-backdoor, around-the-world sex."

  Jillian watched her, bleary eyed. "This is just one night we’re talking about, right?"

  Ignoring the question, Victoria grinned. "You go ‘around the world’ with your husband a couple times a month, and he won’t be straying. You won’t be finding yourself at an attorney’s office, arguing over who gets custody of the dog."

  Jillian looked at Victoria like she was really making some sense, and Victoria summarized it with this last gem, "Look, all I know is that it’s really hard for a couple to ask for a divorce from each other when their genitals are buried in each other’s faces."

  Jillian looked sheepishly at Victoria. "Brian still seems to be hung up on that college girl. I don’t want to do anything to screw that up for him."

  "You’d actually be doing him a favor. You give him one good night, and he goes back to school full of confidence and sweeps that girl off her feet. She won’t know what hit her."

  "Maybe you’re on to—"

  "Someone needs to help him out. If you don’t, maybe I should," Victoria said half- jokingly.

  "Okay. I’ll let you know, but keep your paws off until I figure this out."

  "Deal, but if you do sleep with him, please record it and e-mail it to me."

  After rolling her eyes, Jillian smiled at her.

  Just then, a man in his mid-forties exited the back door of the house behind Victoria’s and approached the grill. Jillian and Victoria watched as the tall, muscular man in the polo shirt and shorts bent down to turn on the gas in the tank and then stood to fire up the grill.

  "What’s he, like, forty-five? Isn’t he a little too old for you?" Jillian kidded.

  Smiling, Victoria waved to him as she growled, "Very funny."

  The man looked over, smiled back, and returned the wave.

  "He’s cute," Jillian said.

  "Look at those broad shoulders... I should really learn to bake."

  The man walked toward the house. Turning back, he smiled, waved again, and disappeared inside.

  Victoria squirmed in her chair a little. "Are you hot? I’m hot... I wonder what Austin is doing tonight."

  Jillian narrowed her eyes at Victoria, who was clearly in need of some male attention. Little did Jillian know that it had been quite a few days since Victoria’s last encounter. She was in desperate need, and after her two recent interrupted fantasies, Victoria could think of nothing other than a party of three.

  As soon as Jillian left, Victoria called Austin. She told him she was having a party and that he and his gorgeous friend, Steve, were invited.

  24

  At Jillian’s, Rob slept at home that night. He and Brian stayed in and watched movies. Finding his mind wandering during the films, Brian thought mostly about Jillian and how much fun they had playing tennis. He thought a lot about how freaking incredible she looked in her short tennis skirt. Natalie also crossed his mind once or twice. Was she somewhere thinking about him, or was she with some other guy? He wished he knew.

  Jillian was somewhat relieved that Rob was at home, since it lifted the possibility of anything happening between Brian and her that night. It gave her a chance to think about everything and also a chance to continue writing, since she was on a roll. She had written a few pages after the previous day at the pool, but while the guys spent time in front of the TV, she wrote for hours—more than she had in weeks. Her recent fantasies starring Brian, her actual firsthand experience watching him, and her recent conversation with Victoria had filled her mind with more ideas than she could process. She spent the day jotting down ideas on Post-it notes, making notes in her notebook, and recording voice memos on her phone. After spending some time organizing her notes, she wrote well into the night.

  When she finally closed her laptop cover just after midnight, she was so horny that she had to touch herself for the second time in less than twelve hours. Jillian had never before done that twice in a single week.

  As Jillian was attending to her needs, Austin and his friend, Steve, also in his mid-twenties, sat far apart on the giant L-shaped sectional sofa in Victoria’s living room. Each nursed a beer while Victoria prepared in the bedroom. In the center of the room, Victoria had moved together two center sections from her sofa and had placed a crisp, clean, white sheet over them. The guys didn’t say a word to each other as they sat waiting, tossing concerned glances at the covered sofa pieces, which sat directly before them. They wondered what kind of party this was, exactly. Victoria seemed like the kind of woman who would have no shortage of friends, so the fact that it was only the two of them seemed very strange.

  When Victoria appeared, wearing a tiny, bright blue lace bra with matching thong, they forgot all about the furniture placement. Steve choked a little on his beer as she approached them, wearing a sexy smile. "I’ve been thinking about this all day."

  Austin’s eyes locked in on her hard nipples as they fought to break free from their sheer cover-up, and Steve stared at her with his mouth agape.

  Austin said, "You look amazing."

  Victoria smiled at the compliment. "Why are you two sitting so far apart?" The guys looked at each other, a little shocked, and then she added, "You’ll need to be a lot closer together if we’re going to do what I’ve been fantasizing about all day."

  Steve glanced at Austin, a little put off, and then swallowed hard. Adjusting his quickly crowding shorts, Austin continued to stare at Victoria.

  She licked her lips. "I’ve always wanted to see if I could fit two hard cocks in my mouth at the same time... and maybe other places as well."

  Steve’s jaw dropped. "We’re not, uh, bi or anything."

  Victoria scoffed. "You guys don’t have to do anything to each other. You’re here to please me." She unclasped her bra and revealed her breasts as she added, "Things... may touch a little here and there. Is that... okay?"

  "Well, uh..." Austin began as Victoria pulled down her panties and started running her fingers slowly over her pussy lips.

  Steve glanced at Austin. "I think that might be okay. I’m, uh, comfortable with my..."
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  Slipping her finger into her pussy, she closed her eyes for a moment and moaned. Austin and Steve’s eyes were glued to what her hand was doing as their cocks expanded in their shorts.

  "Well, what are you waiting for?" Victoria asked.

  The two stared at her dumbfounded until she gave them a tired look. Then they jumped up and quickly stripped off their clothes. Victoria eyed Steve up and down, then stopped in the middle to stare at his growing manhood. Licking her lips, she looked over at Austin. He was more than ready, as well.

  Victoria kneeled next to the sheet-covered sofa sections and motioned for them to join her. Without looking at each other, her boy toys approached.

  She led them into position on the sofa sections until they were seated, facing each other. Moving behind Austin first, she guided him until he was lying flat with his legs spread. Next, she moved behind Steve and coaxed him down on the opposite side. The parts she was interested in were a few inches apart as she knelt down between them. Their eyes were locked on her body, mesmerized.

  Victoria said, "Slide together. I want you both in my mouth at the same time."

  Austin and Steve looked at her skeptically.

  "Trust me. You won’t be disappointed."

  The guys didn’t look at each other as they spread their legs apart and moved together until their knees were touching, but they were still too far apart.

  Victoria frowned. "One of you is going to have to put your legs over the other. Sorry, I’m new at this and..."

  Austin looked at her, alarmed. "Now, wait. I’m not—"

  He stopped talking when Victoria leaned down and devoured him with her mouth. Shutting his eyes tight, he groaned. With her mouth still occupied she reached over and grabbed Steve’s cock. Pulling her mouth off Austin, she moved it to Steve's erection and licked the head for a moment before taking him halfway into her mouth.

  Victoria pulled her head up to look at one, then the other. "I’ll keep going, but only if you move closer together."

  The close friends glanced at each other for a moment and raised their eyebrows like it was no big deal. Then Austin lifted his legs over Steve’s, and they scooted together until their balls were nearly touching.

  Austin looked up at her. "How’s that?"

  "Perfect." Victoria smiled, then licked her lips. She took hold of both shafts and gazed at them lovingly. Pushing them together, she wrapped her hands around them. Austin’s cock was about a half-inch longer than Steve’s but not quite as thick. She separated them and began stroking them individually. Then she moved her hand to the base of Austin’s cock as she slipped him into her mouth. She continued stroking Steve as she bobbed her head up and down on Austin’s length. Both guys gazed at her, loving it.

  Deciding to redirect her oral attentions, she lifted up from Austin and plunged her mouth over Steve's erection. With his palms pressing hard into the cushion below him, Steve gasped. She kept working over him with her lips while she ran her fingers up and down Austin's shaft. After twenty more seconds, she lifted her head and pushed both cocks, now slick with her saliva, back together. Wrapping both hands around them, she slowly pumped them up and down. The guys scooted together a half-inch more until their balls pressed together. Victoria made an "O" with her thumb and forefinger, wrapping them around Steve’s cock, then curled her middle finger around Austin’s as best she could and began slowly stroking them up and down, one-handedly. She reached between them and cupped all four balls at the same time, as a big, sexy smile spread across her face.

  The two lucky guys leaned their heads back, appearing to enjoy her touch. Looking down, Victoria was unsure whether she could fit them both in her mouth at the same time, but she had always wanted to try this. She wrapped both hands around the double-cock sandwich, then opened her mouth wide and slid it over their heads as she held them together. They both gasped. Saliva dripped from her mouth, dribbling down their shafts as Victoria slid down and struggled to take a few inches of the combination into her mouth.

  Pulling up, she slipped her tongue between their two heads just at the slit and tasted the precum that generously flowed from both of them. Victoria swirled her tongue around their ridges, then plunged her mouth back over their heads, her jaw straining painfully. It was more than worth it, though. She slowly bobbed her head up and down on them, barely devouring two inches until she felt them swell even more, filling her mouth to the limit. She pulled her lips from the shafts as her jaw began to ache and returned to licking all around their heads. Slipping her hand up near their ridges, she went back to sliding her tongue between their slits. Both guys groaned loudly and seemed close to blowing their loads.

  Victoria had more she wanted to do and didn’t want them to cum yet. After gently licking them once more, she pulled her head away. She stood, then straddled them, facing Steve with her pussy and ass hovering just over their penises. She reached down and held their cocks together as she pressed them to the swollen lips of her pussy. Grasping them tightly, she pushed down while her pussy fought against their double girth. Steve and Austin gazed at the amazing sight of her gorgeous body over them. Both were barely breathing and desperate to fill her completely.

  "Help me," she said, and they each put a hand on the base of their cocks to steady and guide them. Placing her hands on her thighs, she slid a little lower until she slipped down, and their swollen cock heads popped inside her slick lips.

  "Oh fuck!" Victoria cried out.

  She pushed down further until three inches had disappeared inside her. Her tight pussy was squeezing their cocks hard. Moving her hips up and down slowly, she slammed her eyes shut. Her pussy was being stretched further than it had ever been stretched. She reached down, touched her clit, and gasped. She tried to slip down further, but she couldn’t fit anything more inside of her. Instead, she rubbed her clitoris harder as Austin and Steve began flexing their hips, which pumped their shafts slowly and only a half-inch more into her.

  Victoria’s mouth opened wide; she rubbed her clit faster and pushed down really hard. She wanted all of them. All three cried out together as she seemingly opened up, slipping down and somehow taking more than three-quarters of their lengths. This filled something deep in her all at once, touching off a massive release.

  Her pussy pulsating and rhythmically squeezing their shafts, Victoria screamed out loud in the midst of a huge climax. Austin came next as he pumped one last time into her with a loud, guttural groan. She hovered over them with her pussy quivering and her legs tiring. Seconds later, Steve exploded, his cock swelling and throbbing inside of her, stretching the limits of her pussy and causing one last orgasmic wave to flow through her loins.

  Recovering, she held still a moment then slowly lifted off of them. As she did, what seemed like a quarter of a cup of semen poured from her. Austin and Steve scooted away from each other to the edge of the sofa pieces, where they remained unable to look at one another. Victoria moved a step away and wore a huge satisfied smile as she slumped to her knees on the floor. Pausing a moment to catch her breath, she closed her eyes, moving her hand to her chest to feel her heart pounding. After exhaling deeply, she ran her tongue around her lips, then glanced up at their still-mostly-swollen cocks. "You guys want to go for a swim?"

  25

  The next day, Rob left Jillian's house early to spend the day with Laura. Waking around 10:30, Brian went for a swim. Jillian got up soon after and sat out by the pool. She made Brian pancakes from a mix, but she did follow his griddle tips, and they weren’t bad at all. They ate the cakes while sitting side-by-side on the lounge chairs, and she stole a few glances at his bare chest and legs as they spoke.

  "I have this dinner party coming up soon, and I want to make a special dessert. You have any ideas?" Jillian asked.

  "I make a mean lemon meringue pie. I use, like, triple the egg whites so it ends up being this giant meringue layer on top."

  She shook her head no, since egg whites kind of made her want to vomit. It was something about the text
ure.

  "How about chocolate éclairs? They're a pain in the ass to make, but they’re good," he said.

  "I was thinking about more of a cake."

  After pausing to think for a moment, his eyes widened. "I make this cake. It’s kind of my own personal creation. I put it together from a couple different recipes. It’s like a chocolate mousse ganache cake."

  Jillian’s face lit up at the thought of chocolate and the impressive sound of the name. "It sounds good, but is it hard to make?"

  "It’s really pretty easy."

  "Do you make the cake from scratch like your pancakes, because that—"

  "No way. Cake from scratch usually tastes like crap. I use a mix."

  Jillian smiled and was on board as he continued, "You whip half the cream and fold cooled melted chocolate into it. Then you heat up the rest of the cream and melt semi-sweet chocolate into that, while stirring it constantly, until it turns into, like, this silky, rich mixture. Then you just pour it over the top."

  She looked at him, confused. "How, exactly, do you 'fold' something?"

  "If you want, we could go to the store, get everything, and I could show you how to make one today. Then you could easily knock it out by yourself when you need to." She gave him a broad smile.

  When they returned from the grocery store, Jillian prepared the cake mix as Brian sat on a stool at the kitchen island, watching her. She glanced up from the bowl. "So, who’s your favorite men’s tennis player—Federer?"

  "I, uh, really don’t like any of the recent players. They’re all baseliners, and they hit these 140 mile-per-hour serves that no one can return. All the points are either aces or forty-shot-long, incredibly boring rallies. The pro game has changed so much. There are no true rivalries." She nodded in complete agreement, and he kept at it. "They all hang back and just hit the ball as hard as they can. They hardly ever take chances," he said, looking at her. "They’re all a bunch of pussies. I say take a chance and get your ass to the net once in a while."