Chapter 15

Life continued along pretty normal for me. Pam although professing to more lesbian than bi, continued to sleep with me, and enjoy our sex. About every second week or so, Jennie would join us for a threesome.

I knew that Pam and Jennie continued to get together with Helen. I guess that was because Pam would tell me in great detail of their goings on, as she would sit on my cock and fuck me.

She knew that I was not screwing Helen any more, but did not seem to mind. Fortunately that problem resolved itself in early November as Helen's husband got transferred. I did not let on to Pam, but actually I was glad they were gone.

The real estate company put the house on the market, rather than rent it this time. The price was right, so I purchased it. I put Pam in charge of it, and it was her job to rent it out. She rented it to a young couple, who had a baby. The woman was so busy being a wife and mother, that she pretty much ignored us. She also was a little heavy and I don't think Pam found her attractive, so it worked out well.

It was close to the end of November when Vicky phoned.

She said to me, "So, John, you want me to come home for Christmas this year?"

I smiled to myself as I said to her, "Vicky, you know you will always have a home here. You will be most welcome here for the Holidays, if you want."

She said, "I'll be home for Christmas. And I will be looking for some Yule log."

She laughed after she said that. Then she brought us up todate on her news. Things were going good for her. She said she still got together with Louise on occasion, and Louise was showing, but was healthy and the pregnancy was going well.

I let her and Pam talk and went off to bed.

The time between then and Christmas went quickly. Vicky had the week off so would be getting into town on the twenty third. Then with holidays and time off she would be staying until the twenty ninth. As the time got closer, Pam was getting more excited.

Finally the day came and we went together to the airport to pick Vicky up. When she appeared, I could not help but admire her. She was rapidly becoming a woman, and she was both pretty and sexy. When she saw us, she almost broke into a run, then did break into a run.

She went to Pam first and kissed her right on the mouth. When she broke the kiss she exclaimed, "Hi lover."

As before Pam just got red.

Then laughing she turned to me. She wrapped her arms around me, and for a minute I though she was going to wrap her legs around me also. She kissed me, just popping her tongue in and out of my mouth.

She then said softly, "And hi lover to you also."

Pam heard her, and said, "Why is it always right out loud with me?"

Vicky stuck her tongue at Pam and said softly, "Because you look so horny when you blush."

We all laughed at that.

We were soon home, and Vicky unpacked some stuff. She gave me a letter from Louise.

She just said, "Read that later, I want to catch up."

The letter was in a legal size envelope and was a little thick. I just put it aside.

She then brought us up todate with her life and with Louise.

Then she and Pam went upstairs to talk while I got supper ready.

After supper Pam went over to Jennie's for a little while and Vicky soon cornered me in the den. I was sitting in my easy chair, and she just slipped her jeans off and then sat on my lap. She had on very sexy white panties. They were cut high on the sides. Actually the sides were just a strip of elastic with a lace covering. The front and back were little panels of white cloth, again lacy.

She did a little pirouette first and then sat down on my lap.

She whispered, "Like the undies?"

I nodded.

She said, "I like them also, so wore them for you."

She then said, "So, Pam has the idea that she is more lesbian than bi. Does that cause you any problems?"

I said to her, "No, I want her to find herself. You have to remember she was the youngest when your family broke up. Then she had some rough times. So I want her to find her own way."

Vicky said, "You were always so understanding. Sometimes I think you should think more of yourself, and maybe a little less about us."

I smiled at her, and said, "I have to be a bit of a father also."

Vicky just looked at me.

She then said, "I can't help right now, but if you ever end up old and alone, I will come home and look after you."

I kissed her on the nose.

She then added, "I don't know what is in the letter, but I know everything is not rosy with Lou. I think she and Bill are having some problems. I don't think he likes her being pregnant. I think she wanted to come home also, but is staying there to try and work on her marriage."

As she was talking, she kept wiggling her ass on my crotch. She had me hard and I knew she could feel it.

She put her hands on the arms of the chair, and made like she was testing them for firmness.

She asked, "This chair sturdy?"

I said, "Yes, very."

She giggled like a teenager, and said, "Take your cock out for me."

I said, "You will have to lift up, and maybe help."

She giggled again, and lifted her ass up off me. I managed to pull my zipper down and get the snap undone. She put a hand down and helped as best she could. Her idea of helping was holding my cock, while I struggled and got my jeans and underwear down some.

She whispered, "God, I love your cock. I have never found one that fits me like your's does. I get so fucking horny just holding it. I remember it was the first one in me, and I just get all wet and warm."

I said to her, "That's why it is so hard, it remembers your touch."

I was done getting my pants down, and Vicky just slid around so she was straddling me. She did not even take her panties off, just pulled them to the side, and moved her wet cunt to the head of my cock. She slipped the head in her wet hole. I could feel the heat radiating from her.

She whispered softly, "Tell me if your cock remembers this."

With that she slid her hot, wet cunt down on my cock. She wiggled her hips as she did so, and soon she had me buried deep inside her.

I whispered to her, "Yes, I remember that cunt. You always feels so fucking good on my cock. It's like your cunt is made out of hot honey, and the sweetness of the honey soaks right into me."

She giggled and said, "When did you become such a poet?"

I never answered that, I just put my hands on her hips and started to move her up and down on me. Her cunt was seeping her juice down my shaft and onto my balls.

I whispered to her, "You are some wet. I feel you leaking right down on my nuts."

She just giggled and said, "I get so fucking wet for you. You have no idea how horny I get when I know I am coming home. I actually slipped into the can on the plane and jerked off, thinking about you, and Pam."

I moved her hips up and down on me a little harder and a little faster.

It was awkward, how we were trying to fuck and Vicky was getting a litle frustrated, because she could not move much. She glanced over her shoulder and spied the comforter that was always on the sofa.

She said to me, "This is killing my legs and I can't fucking move my ass. Let's get on the floor."

I helped her get off me, and her sopping cunt kind of made a wet plop when I slipped out of her. She stood up and flexed her legs.

She then said, "I'm fine now, lay down there, I still want to be on top."

As I spread the comforter on the floor, and lay down on my back, I said, "Take your top off, I want to get at those big puppies of yours."

She laughed and said, "Puppies, you do think you are a poet."

She quickly stripped her blouse off. She had on a little lacy, frilly bra, and it hardly covered her tits. The bra supported them but only came up just above her nipples.

She left it on, and moved over me. First she stood right over my head and opened her legs. She still had the panties on, and she pulled the crotch aside. Her cunt was still open from my cock, and drops of her juice were hanging from her lips.

She said, "Like the view?"

I replied, "Yes, you horny woman, now get back on me."

She quickly stradded me again. She still had the panties on, and pulled them aside and slid her cunt halfway down my cock.

She held it there, and said, "I should make you ask."

I had no problem with that, and said, "Fuck me Vicky."

She smiled and dropped her hips the rest of the way. Once I was buried deep in her, she whispered, "The bra opens in front. You want them, help yourself."

I reached up and did not open her bra. I used my palms and gently rubbed the front of her tits. The lace felt nice, and her nipples came up hard. Once her nipples were up, I pinched them lightly through the lace. She squirmed her ass on my cock as I did this.

She said, "I had a dream of fucking you with this underwear on. I am acting it out."

I gently pulled the cups of her bra down a bit, and her hard nipples popped into view.

I said to her, "Anyone ever tell you what nice tits you have?"

She gave a little laugh and said, "A few guys, a few girls, and my favourite, you."

She put her hands on my chest and her arms pressed her tits in some and made them stick out even farther. She started to fuck her wet cunt up and down on me. She was going easy, enjoying the feeling.

She said, "Play with my nipples some, and I will get off quick."

I reached up and took a hold of her nipples, I tugged them a bit, so they got good and long, then I rolled them with my fingers and thumbs.

Vicky was watching me, and she asked, "You close?"

I said back to her, "Pam was horny with you coming home today, so she screwed me this morning, so I can last a bit."

She smiled a big smile and said, "Then let's get me off. Play with those nips."