No#5 Victoria

No#5 Victoria No#5 Victoria

Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

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Status: Finished

Genre: Erotica

Summary

Vickie and Greg get out of Chicago in the nick of time and have some fun rolling in the hey.

Summary

Vickie and Greg get out of Chicago in the nick of time and have some fun rolling in the hey.

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Submitted: April 11, 2013

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Victoria No# 5

Torias and Grant sat watching the only place Greg may have taken the girl that they had not ransacked, his ex-girlfriend’s apartment.  They had been setting outside it for a few hours but no a light flickered nothing to indicate that they was there.  “I says we just go on up knocks on the front door see who answer it,” Torias said to Grant.  ‘I can think of lots of more peaceful ways to die then at the end of that bastards gun, you idiot,” Grant replied.  “Well this sure as hell ain’t getting us no place is it!” Torias was getting frustrated he knew better than to go up against Greg Gretel the son of a bitch put in in the hospital for two weeks last year nearly beat the life right out of him for giving some whore what she deserved and to top it off his boss laughed at him told him to stop messing with the hooker before his dick rotted off.  Grant stepped out of the car and Torias followed him to the side of the building. Grant was a tall, thin man with greyish black hair probably in his late 40’s with several scars on his face and arms from numerous knife fights.  Torias was short maybe 5 foot at best in his late twenties with baby smooth skin, dark brown hair and a little on the chubby side.  The two made a rather comical pair. Grant stepped up to the fire escape and jumped up pulling it free they both began to climb up the ladder to the top floor.  Grant spent several minutes looking for the latch that would release the window and give them access to the apartment.  After several minutes he located it and they entered the apartment.  Once inside they could see where someone had been staying there.  The place was empty they walked to the left and rode it down to the bottom floor. Torias was running his mouth as Grant looked around. “Would you shut your damn mouth for five fucking minutes,” Grants patience was running thin.  Torias looked at him with contempt and started to reply when he seen what Grant was looking at, tire tracks and two sets of foot prints through the dust to the back door. “Well, well, lookie there would ya,” Torias said pointing at the tracks.  Grant grunted at the younger man. “The ones on the right are Greg’s you can see the heavy boot print like the agents wear, but the ones on the left are made from someone wearing slippers or maybe even socks on their feet and they are small like that of a small girl or young child,” Grant said out loud not really to Torias so much as thinking out loud to himself.  They exited the building through the back door but there was no sign of what direction they went or even how long ago they went.  Grant walked up and down the road looking for any sign but found nothing.  “Hey I says we go back up to the apartment sees if they left anything to says where they was heading,” Torias said.  Huh Grant though that’s actually a good idea.  He walked past Torias and headed for the lifted.

Greg pulled into a hidden drive and road slowly up to a large red barn with a heavy pad lock on the door.  He pulled a key from his pocket and unlocked it indicating for Vickie to go ahead in he pushed the big bike in and over to a corner.  “Who does this belong too,” Vickie asked. “It is part of an estate that belongs to my friend William,” he answered. “An Elderly couple takes care of it I am not sure who they are but the couples are loyal to William.  I can leave my bike it will never be bothered in fact it will probably be taken care of.”  Just then a horse whined in one of the stables Vickie’s face light up and she turned walking toward the stable a huge black horse stood looking at her.  She smiled and patted him on the nose the horse lowered his head and Vickie hugged his head.  She turned looked around and seen the large basket of apples in the corner she walked over and picked one up and gave it to the horse who happily chomped away.  Greg smiled he would never have guessed that this little city girl would have had a clue what a horse was let alone know how to act around one. “Let’s go up to the loft and eat and get some sleep,” Greg told her.  Vickie looked around spotted the ladder up and began climbing.  She got to the top inhaled deep.  She loved the smell of the barn she did not realize how much she missed home not the dump in Chicago but her real home the one in Virginia she grew up on, well till her grandparents pasted away and the bank took everything she knew away.  Greg tossed the blankets up and climbed up to see Vickie had already picked a spot to spread out the blankets and was seating Indian style waiting. She smiled up at him wide eyed and looking completely breathtaking wearing a too big dress with a black gas station hoodie and bandaged socked feet. “I am starving,” she said and rubbed her hands together. “I bet you are Vic I am sorry I never meant to starve you,” I am use to going without eating,” He said as he sat down in front of her. He made her a sandwich that she devoured before he even had his made.  She was happily eating chips and drinking soda before he even managed to start eating. “Pig,” he said jokingly.  She once again smiled, “I know as a dancer you don’t eat chips or drink soda and I love them both.”  Greg finished his sandwich got up and sat down behind her pulling her back against him; he could not stand not touching her. She leaned back setting the chips and soda to the side. She turned in his embrace and kissed him. She was on her knees straddled him and seating her pussy once again pressed against his cock.  “You can’t set like that if I am going to wear pants,” he told her.  She smiled and began to unfasten his belt and buttons on his jeans.  She was tugging at them as he lifted his hips allowing her to remove his pants. She looked up at him with an evil smile then without warning plunged his hard cock into her mouth. He lay back onto the blanket and enjoyed the feel of Vickie’s mouth sliding up and down his cock. “Slide that Ass up this way,” Greg said to her while she was making slow circles around each of his balls with her tongue.  She did as she was told and shifted so he could reach her pussy while she sucked him.  Vickie was a little shocked when she felt herself picked up and sat back down straddle Greg’s face. He pulled her pussy down into his mouth eagerly licking and sucking at her Clit.  She moaned with his cock in her mouth sending waves of pleasure through his cock and lower stomach.  She never stops amazing him.  She was grinding her small pussy on his mouth and moaning with each stroke up and down his cock. He felt her shutter as she orgasmed and covered his face with her juice. The feel of her laying down his body shaking from pleasure was too much and he shots his load in her mouth filling it and running down her chin.  She picked up the extra blanket wiping off and then cleaning him before contently laying down in his embrace. Greg kisses the top of her head and pulls the blanket around them both, within minutes she was in a deep peaceful sleep. Greg rested but dared not fall asleep. 

William hung the phone up from talking to his lifelong friend Greg and walked back the hall to the bathroom where the love of his life would be setting in a tub full of bubbles waiting for him to join her.  He entered the bathing area of the recently renovated duplex they had purchased, it was by far his favorite room in the house and not just because of the wonderful sex they had shared in the tub or the amazing view of the garden in the backyard. He just simply liked the room it was peaceful the light blue colors relaxing. “Val, umm we need to talk,” he said as he came through the door.  Val was stretched out as he knew she would be water up to her neck and bubbles everywhere. “My pet you know I would do anything for you and allow you anything, what is going on,” she said not allowing him to put off telling her he needed to go help his friend.  He spent the next hour setting behind her in the tub caressing her body and telling her about Greg his friendship and the trouble he was in. “Then we must go, William, and bring them here, they will be safe here,” Val said with such conviction in her voice one would wonder if this was Williams’s friend or hers.
 


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