Chapter 16: Victoria Merritt

He said, “Our AI tells me we have just intercepted a call between a Victoria Merritt and a suicide hotline. She is in one of the cabins nearby. Our AI thinks the call did not go well for Victoria Merritt. A quick records check using her driver’s license shows she’s from Vancouver, Canada.

I said, “What should I tell Jenny about me visiting this woman?”

He said, “Tell her nothing. You’re going out for a while. She will have no concerns if you give her a little kiss. Your business is your own. She is, after all, just a concubine.”

We brought our conversation to a close, and I headed for Victoria’s cabin. I knocked on her door. She opened it to my knock, and I put my hand out for a shake. She hesitantly took it, maybe only because I had a friendly smile. Victoria is tall and not built like a girl; she’s more like a full-figured adult woman.

“I said, “Drozul, do you see her complexion? Can the Exo’s repair that?”

He said, “It can. I will order it; that will take almost a day.”

I said, “Drozul, Let’s do that.”

Drozul said, “We think her loneliness can be fixed with a baby. With a better complexion and a baby, she’ll have something to live for. She’s put everything into her career and left nothing for herself.”

I said, “That makes it more fun for me.”

I said to Victoria, “Hello, I’m Tom. The crisis hotline asked me to stop by and check on you to see how you are doing. I am a counselor and just happened to be vacationing nearby.”

I saw she was muddled, so I licked my lips to charge them up with loads of Exo’s and kissed her lips gently. I got no withdrawal from her, so I held on to the kiss longer. I put an arm behind her and drew her gently to me.

We enjoyed a long, almost platonic kiss like two friends who had not seen each other for a while. I relished her large bra-less breasts against my chest.

My mind wandered; Victoria is at least a D. Jade should get a set of C’s since she’s too small for large tits like these.

As we kissed, she relaxed in my arms. I looked into her eyes again; she was completely beguiled.

I stood back to look down at Victoria. She’s obviously not expecting anyone. She is wearing a loose house dress that comes only halfway to her knees. It’s apparent she has no bra on since her tits are outlined perfectly well. I bet she has no panties on, either. Nice.

I continued to enjoy Victoria’s womanly softness pressed against my chest. Her tits are delightful. I also noticed that her left tit was a little bit longer than the right tit.

Victoria is a big woman. I suspect she is in her early thirties. I figure five foot nine or five-ten and about a hundred and seventy pounds or so. She’s noticeably long-legged.

Her complexion is pallid. The worst part is her face. She most likely suffered from acne as a teen, and it did a lot to ravage her complexion. No amount of pancake makeup could cover the pitting left behind by the acne.

I invited myself in. As Victoria turned to enter, my hand went from her upper back to her hips and ass. She looked over her shoulder at me because I was touching her a little intimately. I think she’s not used to someone touching her. I saw nor heard any recrimination.

She led me to a couch, and my hand traveled back to her neck as we sat. I pulled her closer and began gently kissing her again. I made the most of the muddle. I fed her my Exo’s while I got her excited sexually.

She kissed me back firmly, and I lit a fire in her. She was hungry for the kissing and the attention she was getting. She went from lip-to-lip kissing to wet tongue Frenching to slobbery kisses in no time at all. This poor woman was way overdue for sex. She has lost all control.

If you close your eyes and go with it, you will find yourself with a hot, affectionate woman who wants you. Her welcoming body is in constant motion. She is trying to experience my being here. She rubs herself against my body.

In no time, I had my hands on her, feeling up her tits through the dress. They are big and soft. I briefly glance down, and her face, neck, and upper chest are flushed red, very red. We continued our tongue wrestling.

As Victoria and I continued, she was soon huffing and puffing hard. We have been locked together for a while kissing. It’s hard to breathe passionately through just your nose. The woman was not letting my lips get away from hers.

We are both short of breath. Victoria held on to me fiercely like this was her last chance at love. Who knows, it might have been.

I smelled pussy. Victoria was obviously wet because her smell was wafting up from between her legs. She opens and closes her legs mechanically as she squirms. This adds more of her aroma every time she opens them.

I slid a hand down her tummy to her legs and up her inner thigh. She may have felt a lot of shock or distress from my fondling her so personally. So much so that she lunged up so hard she almost threw me off her. I realized it was not a shock; she was in need. She whined quietly.

The naughty girl is wearing thongs. OK, almost naked down there.

I ran my finger up under the leg, opening effortlessly, and found her clit. I dipped my finger a couple times to wet my finger and started worrying at her pussy lips and clit. That was so I could find out what she enjoyed the most.

Poor Victoria was emotionally in a bad way. Her midsection rose and fell as she was overtaken by what I was doing with her.

“Ohhhh, yeessss ... Gooood ... Don’t stop ... Please don’t stop...”

I knew she needs it, and she needs it right now. Her entire body is sending a message, MUST CUM NOW!

I slid to the floor and pushed her dress up. She moved up a second, allowing me to skin her dress up and over her tits. I heard it flutter behind the couch; she had grabbed it and thrown it.

I didn’t see it as I was looking at her almost-hidden pussy. Her big fat juicy pussy was a sight to behold. I whisked her skimpy panties aside. I froze the image in my head as I bent forward to lick her big cunt.

Soon, I discovered some of her problems. A typical 4 1/2-inch dick would not have done the job here. This woman required some deep man-meat. Her pussy hole is pretty darn big.

No surprise here; a big woman with big tits and a big fat cunt. It was a heavily padded mound. Her two outer labia are quite swollen now from just a few minutes of our kissing and fondling.

Her inner lips have a flesh tone.

She has the same brown hair with red highlights on her cunt as on her head and eyebrows. I always look at eyebrows because so many blondes are bottle blondes. They rarely bothered to dye their eyebrows or pussy.

I gently bit into her pudenda.

“Mmffffftttttt. Wha? OHHhhhhhhh...”

I went back to licking her. I stuck a few fingers into her and started looking for that spot. When I found it, I started tapping it. Stopping and tapping it again. I performed a similar action on her clit with my tongue. If you just rub and rub a clit, it can take forever, and she may not cum at all.

You have to vary what you’re doing. It is very easy to rub it too much; it easily gets to where it gets sore to the woman.

I tried unsuccessfully to get her off with her clit, and her G-spot. Neither had enough of an effect. My tongue failed at worrying her clit no matter how many times I licked the alphabet on it.

I was in a quandary when Drozul said, “Go deep for a cervical orgasm. We recently found there is another trigger zone for orgasms; it’s a new discovery. Maybe she needs you to hit that area.

I said, “Fuck, Drozul, I barely know where the hell the G-spot is. Where the fuck is the cervical orgasm spot?

Drozul said it like he was reading from a paper. “The O-spot, sometimes called the C-spot, is at the mouth of the cervix. You must get in deep with your favorite applicator device. See if bumping repeatedly against it works as advertised. Try massaging it or whatever else you think will get her to release.”

“Ships Beings think she is so bad off because she may not have ever experienced an orgasm. She does not know what to look for. It seems nice to her until she gets bored with the exercise or it gets sore from too much rubbing.

I said, “Long story short, you want me to hit her cervix every way from Sunday to see what works.”

In exasperation, Victoria whined, “NOW, in me, IN MEEEE - NOW!”

My polo shirt was whisked over my head, and I stood to kick my loafers off and slide my slacks off.

She looked down at my cock.

She said, “Oh MY. I didn’t know a grown one looked like that.”

( Grown one? )

On my knees, I duck-walked up to her cunt and slid right in, all the way in. I had worried she was a virgin; maybe she had only seen average-size guys. No matter. I slid right into her and up to her cervix.

I knew I had two fingers in her and had felt no barrier. A conversation for another time. Virgin? It’s doubtful; there was no hymen.

I pulled her down further and pushed her legs to the sides so I could get even closer and start pounding into her. I grabbed her pale nipples and held on to them.

“Unh, unh, unh, unh, unh, unh, unh, unh, unh, unh, unh,” she uttered.

I fucked Victoria hard. Every time I pulled back, she arched up to recapture me. I was unsure about the O-spot thing, but I was sure of every entry and exit from her cervical opening. I was rubbing or at least bumping or tickling her O-spot. I knew her O-spot was supposed to be buried deep inside her ... somewhere.

Uh-oh, I think I went too far. My cock head is in deeper than it’s supposed to go. Being a big woman, her tunnel of love was longer than average. Somehow, I still managed to squeeze past the mouth of her cervix.

She Bawled “WHHHAAAHHhhhh ... Oh, Oh god, oh god, oh god ... that’s the spot! Yes, yes...”

At the end of every stroke, I pulled her to me so she couldn’t get away. Her face may be ‘Meh,’ but her cunt certainly was top dollar. I had never been enveloped in a better feeling or more welcoming fat juicy cunt.

“YES, YES, keep going. Keeeeep gooiiiiiinngg!” Victoria said.