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Vicky's Birthday Treat From Her Absent Husband free porn video
The email from John gave her the instructions and links to print off the boarding cards. Vicky was a bit puzzled. The flight was to Antwerpen and her husband was in Singapore. She re-read the email.
“As I can’t be with you on your birthday, I’ve arranged a little treat for you. I know your needs and what you want for your birthday! The link below will let you print off the boarding cards. A late Saturday morning flight to Antwerpen, Sunday afternoon flight back. When you arrive look for a man with fair hair holding a sign ‘Vicky x’. He’ll sort everything else out. Enjoy yourself with him ;-) John xxx”
She thought about calling John but she knew he’d be in meetings until late and probably in meetings all over the weekend. And there was a seven hour time difference to take into account. She thought she knew what he meant. He could be a very naughty boy sometimes. A grin spread across her face.
On Saturday Vicky went to the airport with a small case. She was wearing a sexy lace thong and hold-ups under a short, tight black dress. Her case contained the few other things she needed for the one night stay. The flight was smooth and on time and Vicky walked confidently through the blue channel at the small airport. There was a small group of people waiting and, at first, she didn’t see him, so stopped and looked around. A fair-haired man with a small moustache appeared in front of her, holding the sign, complete with the ‘kiss’.
“I’m Maurice,” he announced in only slightly accented English. “And you must be Vicky. John’s description of you was perfect! Let me take your case, we have a short drive.”
Antwerpen airport is very close to the city. The drive went smoothly with Maurice making polite conversation with Vicky and ended in an underground garage. Maurice guided Vicky to the lift and from there into a wonderful penthouse apartment looking over the old town and onto River Scheldt. It was a great view.
“Lovely isn’t it,” said Maurice, standing just behind Vicky as she admired the view and the freighters going up the river.
“Very nice,” replied Vicky as Maurice’s hands settled on her waist.
“As soon as I saw that view I had to have it,” he said. His hand slipped down from her waist and smoothed over her buttock. 'John has done well so far,' she thought.
“And how did John describe me?” she asked.
“Slim, brunette, long legs, great figure, with a very sexy face. All absolutely correct!”
Vicky turned to face him. He was a little taller than she was in her heels, athletic build, lovely blue eyes, and a warm smile. She kissed him full on the lips and his hands went down her body, cupping her buttocks and pulling her closer to his body. Vicky willingly responded by running her hands up his back and holding the back of his neck.
“What do you have planned?” she asked as the kiss ended.
"I will relax you this afternoon, then we will go out for a decadent dinner and come back here. There is a little surprise for you then."
“Oh!”
Maurice's plan was put into action. They left the lounge and went into another room with the same view through large windows. It was decorated in Thai style, with Buddhas, elephants and a lot of bamboo. In the centre of the room was a large massage table. Maurice lit a number of scented candles and then undid her dress which Vicky let slip to the floor. He stood back and admired her underwear.
"You have made such a special effort," he said appreciatively.
He came back to her and undid her bra. Vicky slipped out of her heels and Maurice helped her sit on the massage table. A gentle suck of each nipple completed the move. Vicky thrilled at the feel of his warm mouth on her nipples, accompanied by a gentle bristle from his moustache.
He carefully rolled down her stockings, kissing her inner thigh as he stood upright. Then he removed her lace thong and asked her to lie face down. Maurice undressed quickly and brought a small stand with warmed oil next to the table. He dribbled it along her backbone and down over her buttocks, the last drops just catching her lips.
He was a very good masseur. Vicky’s back loved the kneading he gave her. He started to massage her buttocks and she thrilled with anticipation of him stroking her pussy. Finally, he did, brushing a finger along one lip then the other. He massaged her thighs and returned to her pussy, but this time the finger ran between her lips and accurately circled her clit. She was becoming very wet.
Reaching out, Vicky rolled her fingers around his cock.
"Hold out your hand," he asked in a low whisper. Vicky did, palm up, and he poured a little oil onto her hand and she began to stiffen him by stroking his shaft back and forward. His massage continued, easing her shoulders, running down her back, across her buttocks finishing with a little touch of her lips.
“Turn over,” he said in almost a whisper.
Vicky responded eagerly. She could now see his body and the length of his cock. It was shining from the oil and stiff enough to stand above the horizontal. He smiled at her, gazing into her eyes to read her reaction to his every move. Very slowly he ran a finger along each lip then brushed along her slit, finally slipping inside her pussy, searching for that special spot. Again he was accurate and she arched her back in response. Her mind went to the idea of the day. Her husband had arranged for her to have sex with another man and she had flown to Antwerpen knowing she was to have sex with a man she didn’t know and had never met. Sex, well, really an orgasm, was what she wanted right now. She moved to the end of the table, wrapped her legs around Maurice's body and guided his cock in between her lips. Her legs pushed on his back, forcing him deep into her wet, and very willing, pussy. It felt good she thought, far better than her favourite rabbit.
He started moving in and out, slowly, but she used her legs to force him on the in-stroke. He responded to the encouragement and increased speed and force of his thrusts.
“So you like it harder?”
“Oh yes..”
Her head rolled to one side. He felt good, filling her, sending delicious sensations from all parts of the inside of her pussy. It had been nearly two weeks since she last had sex with a man. Her rabbit was nearing exhaustion! Now to have real cock inside her was making her build so quickly. It felt like she had to get a first orgasm done before she could really relax and enjoy all her sexual repertoire with Maurice.
“Harder!” she screamed through clenched teeth.
She raised her legs higher so they ran up against the front of his body, her ankles either side of his face. She heard the slapping sound as his body hit the back of her thighs. His cock was plunging deep into her soaking wet pussy, repeatedly, deeper and harder. She started to phase out when suddenly her orgasm hit her and her body jerked violently. Her legs folded around Maurice’s body, holding him deep in her then she felt the warm flood of his cum and that reignited the spasms of her orgasm.
Maurice stayed deep in her. She opened her eyes to see his warm, smiling face looking down at her.
“Thank you,” she said, “I needed a quickie!” A broad and naughty grin spread across her face.
"John warned me you would be in need of release when you first arrived,” Maurice said finally withdrawing his spent cock from Vicky’s pussy. He looked down at her swollen lips. He had indeed cum a lot in her. He brushed her clit with the back of his finger and she shuddered again.
"I think we should rest, then go out for our decadent meal," he suggested.
And that’s what they did.
~ ~ ~
Vicky stepped out of the taxi and felt the cool silk brush around her naked body. She had dozed and woken to find a richly patterned, silk kaftan, folded under a pair of golden slippers with a slight heel, on the chair. Maurice's note asked her to wear them. They had come to an Indian restaurant in the old town. Once inside it was like they had been transported to the sub-continent. All the decoration was from India, erotic drawings of men and women, most naked and very intertwined, covered the walls. The main restaurant was set around a small courtyard where people sat on large cushions picking from dishes of finger food and pungent spices filled the air.
They were greeted warmly by the owner, Maurice was obviously well known here, then shown up a small staircase to a private room. It too was Indian themed, with more explicit drawings including oral sex and full penetration. They were introduced to their waitress for the evening and Vicky thought she heard the name Dakini. She was dressed in harem pantaloons, cut low at the front, bare at her shapely waist with a top that emphasised her breasts. Her very pretty face was framed by swept back, thick black hair.
They were invited sit, or rather lie on a large, deep red, cushion with raised edges. Dakini moved a low table close to them once they were seated. She brought in a continual stream of small dishes and sauces, explained each one to them, then departed to get the next with a little bow of her head and hands together in the prayer position. Vicky ate well, the spices were delicate, and the progression through the meal from light savoury to a heavier, but delicious lamb dish was a work of art. Dakini returned, cleared the table and left the room with her customary bow.
“We will have desserts in a while, but relax now,” said Maurice. Vicky did, leaning towards him. Maurice was sitting cross legged and she turned to lie, her head, face up, on his lap. The kaftan had a deep cut at the front, almost down to her pussy. The opening was held closed by a series of short ties. Maurice undid them, one by one, his finger tracing along her skin as he progressed down her body. It made her buzz with anticipation, Dakini could return at any time. Once all the ties were open, Maurice’s hand slipped inside the silk, over her breast, down across her stomach and onto her lips. She pushed up against his hand wanting to feel the pressure on her clit, wanting to ensure his fingers were able to slide between her lips. Vicky was thinking of the afternoon, of Maurice’s stiff cock working inside her pussy and she was getting very wet, very quickly.
Dakini entered the room causing Vicky to start.
"Relax, this is normal here,” said Maurice in a very soothing voice as he continued to stroke her pussy. By now the kaftan had fallen open and Vicky’s breasts were open to view. Maurice raised her body and slid out from under her, replacing his thighs with a cushion to support her head. Vicky thought he wanted to reach the little desserts on the low table, but in a moment she realised it was going to be more pleasurable than that.
Dakini's smiling face was above her. She poured a little trickle of honey on one nipple then a squiggle across to the other nipple. A small sweet was placed on each nipple and Maurice began to lick off the honey and suck one of the sweets into his mouth together with her nipple. With one sweet gone he sat back up. His hand guided the hem of the kaftan up her shins, over her knees, and along her thighs until her pussy was openly on view. Dakini knelt between her feet, lowered her head and Vicky felt the first brush of Dakini’s tongue along her swollen lips. It was electric. The licking continued, tracing her lips, then delving between them. Maurice re-joined his dessert by sucking the other honey laced sweet, together with her nipple, into his mouth. He squeezed his lips, hard, onto her nipple, just had John had told him to do.
Vicky reached out with her arm and was delighted to find Maurice’s cock, hard but still inside his loose fitting trousers. She unbuttoned him easily and pulled out his stiff cock. She squeezed it and rubbed it hard. Dakini stopped her licking, picked up a second pourer and gestured for Vicky to hold out the hand that was wrapped around Maurice’s cock. It was rewarded with a trickle of warm, thin oil. Ideal thought Vicky and returned her hand to his stiff shaft, quickly spreading the oil along it. Dakini returned her tongue to Vicky’s clit. Maurice re-engaged, squeezing her nipple, cupping her breast then sucking hard on her nipple. Dakini’s finger slipped into her pussy while her tongue lapped at Vicky’s clit. She squeezed harder onto Maurice’s pulsing shaft and came deeply, her body shuddering repeatedly.
They both let her lie for a moment. Then Vicky felt something trickling onto her pussy. She looked down and Dakini was gently pouring honey onto her.
She stopped pouring and said, “She is ready for you, sir.”
Maurice knelt over Vicky and his head went down onto her pussy. No gentle licking this time, but long, firm passes of his tongue from the beginning, forcing between her lips, over her clit and pushing into the opening of her pussy. She reached up and grabbed his cock, rubbing the shaft with one hand and sucking hard on his helmet. Dakini came and sat next to her head and started to rub Maurice’s balls with an oiled hand. She smiled at Vicky, a ‘I’ll help you get the best spunk you can’ smile Vicky thought.
Maurice was getting her building again and so quickly after her last orgasm. She shanked him faster and sucked harder to delay herself, and hopefully make him cum before ….
Her body shuddered, Maurice’s cum pumped into her mouth, Dakini’s hand squeezed Maurice’s balls to push every last drop out and Vicky went dizzy with pleasure. She swallowed the load from her mouth.
~ ~ ~
They were in the taxi and almost back to Maurice’s apartment when Vicky first spoke.
“Did John tell you I’m partial to a ladies touch?”
"Yes, he did and specifically said you should be pleasured that way," Maurice's hand was high inside her thighs and she knew what would happen the moment they were indoors.
He opened the door and led her to his bedroom. It had a high ceiling going right up to the apex of the roof. The bed was wide and long, covered in black satin sheets. The curtains were drawn back giving a view of the roof tops to twinkling lights along the river. Maurice’s hand had been on her body since he closed the door. He let her go to remove his clothes, then came back and lifted the kaftan over her head.
“Come,” he said guiding her to the bed. As they passed the table his hand brushed the mouse of a PC and the screen lit up. He sat her on the bed, then lay face up next to her. Vicky fell onto his cock, taking him into her mouth and sucking it hard.
“Ride me,” he said and guided her to sit across him with her back to him.
She saw him point a remote control and a large flat screen TV came on. She was enjoying the feel of his cock in her, she was still very wet and swollen from her earlier orgasms. She rose and fell on him in a gentle rhythm, circling her hips to force his cock against the inside of her pussy, swirling around and sending thrills of pleasure through her.
It was John, sitting in a chair, naked. On the TV on the wall.
"Hello, Vicky, happy birthday! I see you are enjoying your treat in exactly the way I had hoped you would.”
“Can he see us?” Vicky asked sitting down and turning her head to Maurice.
“Yes ‘he’ can,” said John through the TV. “And good evening Maurice, thank you for looking after Vicky for me.”
“My pleasure!”
Vicky could see John was stroking his cock.
Maurice lifted her so he could push up into her. She liked the feel so took over the riding. John smiled on the screen.
“What can John see?” asked Vicky. Another push on the remote and John’s picture went to a window in the top right and new window opened on the screen showing what John could see.
“This! And he can control the camera.” As Vicky watched the picture changed. It was zoomed in so Maurice’s cock pushing between her lips filled the screen.
“What time is there?” asked Vicky.
“Seven, in the morning,” answered John. “I hope you two are going to help me get this off.” The picture showed his hard cock with his hand wrapped around it.
“Oh we will," growled Vicky and she began to ride Maurice very vigorously. She was so much on a sexual high she knew she was going to come very soon. The whole day was rushing through her head as Maurice's stiff, hard, cock pumped in and out of her sopping, wet pussy. It thrilled her that her husband was watching them fuck. She was riding so fast it was hard for her to focus on John’s cock on the screen, but she could see he was rubbing faster and faster. She was almost there and slowed as she lost control. Maurice pulled her backward, her legs flipping out until she lay full length on top of him. He was pushing his cock in out of her pussy, slapping her clit with his hand and she went over the top. Her pussy squeezed onto his throbbing cock, her stomach went into convulsions, and the dizziness flooded back. Someone screamed ‘Oh fuck!’ very loudly.
Maurice didn’t stop this time. Her body was going limp, draped over his. His pumping went faster, short hard strokes, in and out. Maurice groaned and his cum shot deep in her pussy. This time it was almost refreshing, she had got him, every last drop of his load. She looked up at the screen. John was still stroking and said, “Let me see it dribble.”
She looked at their picture. Maurice's cock was softening but still very much in between her swollen lips. His white, creamy cum dribbled out her pussy, down his shaft and over his balls.
Vicky heard John groan and saw his cock spurt cum three times, high into the air, landing out of the camera shot. He was a big cummer and she loved it. John's picture went blurred as the camera moved then Vicky saw his face.
“Well that’s a load off my mind,” he said laughing, “thanks to you two. Enjoy the rest of your night Vicky, sorry I can’t join you to see you burst Maurice’s morning wood! Nite, Nite, fuck tight!"
"We will!" replied Vicky and blew him a kiss.
John’s picture went dark as she felt Maurice’s cock slide out from between her lips. Vicky couldn’t wait until it was stiff again and deep inside her. An hour maybe?
(Thanks for reading my erotic story. I hope you enjoyed it. There are several others on Lush Stories for you to read if you wish. Please feel free to send me comments by email, or the private message or comment facility on this site. Regards, Rex)
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