As I mentioned in a previous story, Vicki had been married before, and I thought I would share the details about her husband and what Vicki revealed to me regarding their relationship. The majority of the story is factual, and I have only filled in some blanks that Vicki didn't share.

Vicki always had two jobs, and after the cocktail waitress job, she found a slightly easier job at night in a large hotel in the city as a receptionist. The money was better, and she knew she'd still get to meet the type of men she was interested in, as the hotel was predominantly used by high-end businessmen staying for just a few nights. 

Vicki had to wear smarter clothes than before, but she could still get away with short skirts and blouses that could be buttoned and unbuttoned if the situation arose.

Vicki was regularly chatted up, mostly by married men looking for a quick fuck in their bedrooms. Fucking married men wasn't really her thing. Vicki liked to fuck, but if she was going to let a man fuck her, she wanted it to be with guys who could be potential long-term partners. There was no use doing all the filthy things she enjoyed with someone who was married and couldn't show his appreciation in the way she expected.

She'd been on a few dates over the first few months with a couple of the single guests, but she said it was nothing serious.

In Vicki's world, it would likely mean that the men would only expect oral sex from her without any possibility of intercourse. 

The first time she met Jason, her prospective husband, she knew it was going to be different right from the start.

Jason came from London and was well over six feet, had a good build and had a broad London East End accent. He was very cocky and sure of himself. Vicki was now in her early 20s, and Jason was about five years older than her. He was full of the chat-up patter right from the beginning and made Vicki laugh from the first time he checked in.

He was so sure of himself that he even made her blush by asking if she was part of the room deal. Vicki liked those types of guys back then. They were clearly both attracted to one another. 

She could see by the way his eyes roamed over her firm, round breasts that he found her attractive. It was the first time for a while she'd enjoyed a man she'd just met ogling her that way. He was only there the one night, and Vicki tried to make sure she was around that night just in case he came to reception again. He didn't.

They'd openly flirted when he'd checked in, and she knew she liked him right from the beginning. She enjoyed his confident manner, and Vicki would find out in time how confident and controlling he really was.

He told her that he'd be up every week as his company was setting up a new luxury car showroom in the city. Every time Vicki was working, she'd check the system for his name to make sure he was working the day he'd arrive. She'd make sure she was wearing a slightly shorter skirt and revealing white blouse those days, just for him.

Vicki wore stockings or hold-ups on a regular basis, and she found out fairly quickly that Jason liked his women to wear them when going out and in the bedroom.

The second time he arrived at the hotel, Vicki was there to check him in again. She'd been excited all day at her day job and had made sure to bring what she wanted to wear for work that evening. When Jason saw Vicki and what she was wearing, he was pretty confident it was for him; that's how cocky he was.

With no one around, they openly flirted, and she felt she was already offering herself to him. When he went to his room, she was almost panting with sexual excitement. Vicki said he could turn her on just by the way he looked at her. She'd never had a man do that to her before, and she was already smitten.

A little later, the internal phone line rang, and it was Jason telling her there was something wrong with the heating in the room. Vicki told him she'd call the maintenance guy, but Jason insisted that she come up herself.

She was just about to go on her break anyway, so she headed to the bathroom to put some fresh lipstick on and make sure she looked pretty for him. Vicki pulled up her skirt, flashing a little bit of stocking top when she moved, and unbuttoned her blouse, showing her ample cleavage.

Vicki almost felt like a prostitute going to a guest's bedroom; she'd seen plenty of those here. 

She got in the lift; no one was in it, and she checked herself in the mirror for the final time. She sheepishly knocked on the door with her mind running wild with anticipation. The door swung open, and she instantly felt the heat from the room. 

Jason was standing in just his shirt and Y-front briefs. Vicki couldn't help but notice the outline of Jason's cock. He was big and thick, even when soft. She tried to pull her eyes away, but it was too late; Jason laughed.

"Do you always stare at a guest's cock when you go to their room?"

Vicki blushed and couldn't think of anything to say as Jason took her hand and led her into the bedroom. Jason explained the bedroom he was in was too hot and he'd have to sleep naked on the bed all night if it stayed like that.

Vicki's mind was running wild with thoughts of Jason naked and his big cock standing to attention as he lay on the bed. She bit her lip as she dreamt about just climbing on top of him and fucking herself on his cock until she climaxed.

Jason pulled her closer, his hand running around her waist. He pulled her close enough that she could feel his semi-hardness against her thigh. Vicki had already subconsciously given in to him, and when he began to kiss her, she didn't resist. Pulling her closer still, she could feel his hips pushing against her, his cock now hard.

His hands were slowly roaming over her body. One of his hands was running down to her ass cheeks and pulling her skirt up further, the other running over her now heaving breasts. She heard him moan into her mouth as he realised she was wearing stockings. He pulled from their kiss and looked over her shoulder. 

Vicki didn't realise she was standing in front of a full-length mirror with Jason now enjoying the view of his hand running over her ass and revealing her stockings.

Jason whispered,

"Mmm, you are a naughty girl, aren't you? I love a girl who likes to wear stockings to work. It says a lot about the kind of girl you are...that you enjoy men looking at you."

Vicki was surprised by Jason being so straightforward, but agreed with what he said; she does enjoy showing herself off.

She liked confident men, and Jason seemed to be the type of guy who asked and got exactly what he wanted.

They began to kiss more passionately, their tongues darting in and out of each other's mouths. She could feel Jason's hand on her ass, trying to ease her legs further apart. She didn't fight it and opened her stance. Jason moaned again as his hand found her lacy G-string and he looped it around his finger and pulled it tighter. Making the material covering her pussy stretch against her clit and slip between her pussy lips. 

Vicki gasped in excitement.

She loved a man who knew what he was doing when touching a woman's body. Jason unbuttoned her blouse, letting her barely covered breasts spill out. She felt him slip a finger into her bra and pull her breast free. She moaned as she felt his fingers caress her firm breast, moving to tweak her hardening nipples. 

Jason pulled his mouth from hers and leant down, taking Vicki's nipple in his mouth. She let out a pleasing moan as he began to suck on it gently, cupping her firm breast as he fed her nipple into his suckling mouth. Her mind was spinning, and she hadn't realised Jason's other hand was working its way under the thin string of her panties and was slowly finding her wet slit from behind. He ran his finger along her slit, pushing it closer and closer to being inside her. 

She was already wet for him.

Vicki hadn't had real sex for at least a month and couldn't remember a guy getting her so turned on like this for ages.

She'd have let him do anything he wanted to her and would have happily spent the next few hours being fucked by him in any depraved way he wanted, but she was just on her break. She was almost past the point of no return but managed to use the last of her control to pull from his grip; he didn't force it when she said so.

"No...I'm sorry I can't...I need to be back downstairs soon."

Vicki could see he was disappointed, and she was too.

She wanted him, and she wanted to give herself to him in every way. She felt his tented briefs hard against her thigh, and she knew she couldn't leave him without relief. Vicki looked up at him as she dropped to her knees. Jason pulled his briefs down as she did. Jason's big, thick cock bounced out inches from her face: eight inches of gorgeous, veiny, thick cock. It was the most perfect cock she'd ever seen. 

She didn't hesitate and took him in her mouth. She heard him moan as her wet mouth and tongue worked hungrily on his cockhead. She gripped his thighs with both hands and pulled him closer, feeding his cock deeper into her mouth. Vicki's mouth was already drooling as she bobbed her head up and down on his shaft. She felt Jason's hands on her head, easing her even further down his hard cock.

She took it as far as she could, her mouth stretching around its thickness with her saliva coating his shaft. Vicki had been told on many occasions she was good at sucking cock and she wanted Jason to enjoy her mouth too. She could hear Jason moaning as she sucked him harder and faster. She could feel him pushing his hips towards her, his hands on either side of her head as he fucked her mouth. Vicki was already tasting his pre-cum and knew Jason was close to ejaculating. 

His rhythm had quickened, and it was almost as if he were using her mouth as a fuck toy. She didn't mind; in fact, she loved it. Vicki loved when she had so much control over a man's pleasure. Vicki heard him muttering that he was about to cum, presumably giving Vicki the option of not swallowing his load. He might have thought she wasn't that kind of girl. She was.

Encouraged by his words, she sucked him even harder and faster, showing Jason she greedily wanted his semen. Within seconds, Jason was shooting his hot, thick cum into her mouth and down her throat. Vicki gulped and swallowed his massive load. She'd taken so many before and knew how to enjoy it just as much as the guy did.

Vicki looked up at him as she sucked the last of Jason's thick semen from his cock. His eyes were still closed, enjoying the last seconds of Vicki's blow job. She was pleased with herself. From her dropping to her knees to swallowing his load, it couldn't have taken more than five minutes. As she pulled her wet mouth off his limping cock, he opened his eyes. 

He sounded pleased when he smirked.

"Mmm, you really are a naughty girl, aren't you? And you sure know how to suck a guy's cock...That's not the first time you've done that, is it? I got you up here to try and fuck you, but since you need to get back to work...we're going to have to do that another time?"

Vicki smiled as Jason helped her to her feet. Vicki was dishevelled with her skirt riding over her stocking tops and her breasts loose from her white bra with all her buttons undone down to her waist. She could see Jason admiring her body, and she was enjoying showing it to him.

Vicki was surprised when Jason kissed her, but she responded.

They are passionately kissing one another again. She'd never had a guy kiss her after she'd just swallowed his cum. Jason would have surely been able to taste his sperm, but he didn't seem to care.

She found it very erotic.

Vicki began to fix herself as Jason lay on the bed watching Vicki straighten herself out. She told him she really had to go back downstairs to work, hoping he might ask for her number. Vicki was already very keen on him. 

He didn't disappoint as he instructed Vicki to get his number from his hotel booking and to keep in touch until he was back at the hotel. Vicki liked the confidence he had in telling her to get his number to contact him. She enjoyed a man taking control of her, and it made her feel sexy.

The rest of the night was quiet, but she did see on the hotel system that Jason had just registered for the paid porn channels. She had a chuckle to herself. She didn't mind men watching porn on their own. It was only natural, but it would be a pity she wouldn't be at reception when he checked out in the morning. Vicki was pretty impressed that even after her great blowjob, he still wanted and needed to cum again.

Vicki texted him the following day saying, 'Have a safe trip back,' and she received a text back.

"Missing your naughty little mouth already; see you soon."

It made Vicki blush, as she knew exactly what he was referring to. 

Vicki had been checking the hotel system all week to see when Jason was booked in again, and she made sure to change her nights so she'd be working the day he checked in.

The day before Jason was arriving, she received a text. 

"I'm arriving at the hotel tomorrow for a few days...make sure you're wearing something sexy for me."

Vicki was again shocked at how forward Jason was, but admitted it excited her. 

She wore her normal clothes for her day job and packed her hotel clothes to change into later. She'd been thinking about him all week, and her stomach was churning in anticipation at seeing him again. She didn't know if she'd manage to sneak up to his room again, but she was hoping she'd be able to find some excuse.

When she arrived at the hotel about 5.30PM, she headed straight for the changing room and slipped into what she'd brought to wear. It was a little revealing for someone working in reception, but he knew no one would say anything.

Jason arrived around 6:30PM.

He was staying two nights, and when he saw Vicki and the way she was dressed, he knew she had done exactly as he'd asked.

He even emphasised that he'd noticed.

"I see you've done as I asked...what a good little girl."

This made Vicki blush, and she was embarrassed at how open he was about telling her what to wear, and she'd actually done as she'd been told. It was as if he were testing her to see how far he could push her. She wasn't sure how far she'd go, but she enjoyed the tingling sensation between her legs. He said he'd be working in his room tonight and would be ordering room service, and maybe she could bring it up?

He was looking at her lustfully, and she knew exactly what he was asking. He wanted her to come to his room so he might get the chance to fuck her or at least have Vicki suck his cock again. Vicki blushed again and said she'd see what she could do, but wouldn't be able to stay long, as she was the only receptionist on that night and would only get a break for 15 minutes about 8.00PM.

Jason smiled... "Well, I'll book my room service for 8.00 then."

Vicki couldn't wait until 8.00 PM to come and speak to the kitchen about some troublesome guest that would be booking a meal, and she'd take it up with them. This kind of thing happened in hotels all the time, where managers or whoever was on duty would check in with problematic guests. It wasn't too difficult for Vicki to make sure she was taking Jason's meal to him.

Vicki picked his meal up from the kitchen, where she received lots of lewd, dirty comments from the kitchen staff because of what she was wearing. She didn't care; she knew she looked hot and laughed it off.

She hadn't even unbuttoned her blouse yet, but she knew her stocking tops might be showing when she walked.

Vicki took Jason's meal up and knocked on the door. He opened it, wearing only a towel around his waist and holding his phone. She hadn't noticed his muscular body the last time, but was impressed how toned he looked. She did notice the outline of his big cock as the towel pulled tight against it. 

It looked as long and thick as she remembered it, and her mouth watered slightly with excitement. He ushered her in and asked her to drop the meal on the table beside the bed next to the mirrored wardrobe.

A few seconds later, Vicki heard a click that sounded like a camera. She turned to see Jason taking pictures on his phone as she bent over. She was shocked and slightly annoyed, but Jason smiled.

"Don't worry...you can't see your face in the pictures...just that hot, gorgeous body...I need something to attract some of the good sales guys from London up here...I want to show them the type of sexy girls that live up here."

What Jason said seemed to make some kind of sense, and rather than be annoyed, she began to feel more okay about it. He did say her face wasn't showing. It made her feel sexy that her pictures would attract more men like Jason to her city. 

She subconsciously knew her reasoning was stupid, but was already falling for him and ready to do almost anything he asked. When Jason saw Vicki nod her acceptance, he grinned a naughty smile.

"I want pictures of you for myself for when I'm not here...I won't tell you how many times I masturbated thinking about your hot body and that sexy little mouth sucking on my cock the last time I was here."

Vicki blushed at his candid statement. She'd also touched herself several times over the past week, thinking about Jason's gorgeous big cock and climaxed several times, imagining it inside her.

Jason walked over to her and placed his hands on her waist. His touch sent sensual shocks through her body as he turned her around to face the mirrored wardrobe. Jason eased her forward, and she placed her hands on the mirror above her head to steady herself. 

She felt his hands move up to her breasts, cupping each one in his hands. Vicki couldn't help but let out a soft moan as he groped and fondled them. She felt his foot pushing her feet apart, trying to ease her legs open. She didn't resist and parted her legs, spreading them open for him. 

Jason pulled her blouse open, and some buttons gave way with some popping off. She could tell he was turned on as he groped at her firm breasts passionately, and she could hear him breathing heavily close to her ear. She felt one of his hands slip down her stomach and between her legs. Vicki gasped as his fingers reached her already wet lacy panties. 

She heard him moan again when he realised she was wet for him. He pushed his now hard cock against Vicki's ass, and she could feel it trying to push her ass cheeks apart. He ran his fingers along her panties, tracing the entrance to her pussy. She couldn't help but push her pussy against his probing fingers, desperately trying to make him enter her.

Jason let out a contented moan.

"You want me to finger your pussy, don't you? You want me to fuck you, don't you?"

Vicki nodded.

Jason smirked.

"I want you to say it; I want to hear you say the words."

Vicki could feel herself blush, but she couldn't help herself. Jason had her excited as she blurted out even more than he'd hoped.

"Yes...yes...I want you to finger my pussy...I want you to fuck me...I want to feel your big thick cock inside me...I want it so much."

Jason had Vicki exactly where he wanted her.

Lustfully out of control. Willing, submissive and ready to do almost anything. Jason pressed his fingers against the wet material of Vicki's panties, making her gasp again. 

He leant in and whispered.

"You don't have time for that, do you? You need to get back to work again... So you have two choices... I continue fingering you until I make you cum... then you go back to work... but then you'll be leaving me here horny and frustrated... I might then have to head into town and pick up some young slut that will let me fuck her five minutes after meeting her... Or your second choice is you get on your knees again and put that lovely mouth to good use and suck my throbbing hard cock."

Vicki's mind was in a spin; she was so close to climaxing. Vicki knew Jason would have no problems picking up some young tart up in town. He was too good-looking not to. 

She was desperate to keep him for herself, and she'd subconsciously already given in to him and would do anything for him.

She almost screamed her answer out.

"I want to suck on your cock."

Jason spun Vicki around, and he could see the desperation on her face. She was eager to please him. 

Vicki dropped to her knees as Jason untied his towel and let it drop to the floor. His cock was hard and ready as she closed her eyes and took it into her mouth. She was taking it further than she'd done the first time. She heard Jason moan as she gripped his legs and fed his cock into her mouth. She wanted him to fuck her mouth like the last time; she wanted to pleasure her new man. 

She felt Jason's hand on the back of her head, pushing her down at just the right angle for the tip of his cock to be pushing at the back of her throat. She tried to relax her throat to allow more of his cock to go even further. Her mouth stretched and his cock slowly slipped further than ever before.

She heard Jason groan.

"That's it, baby girl... take it...suck my cock."

Vicki looked up to see Jason's face and was alarmed at what she saw. Jason was holding his phone, filming her sucking him. Vicki's first reaction should have been to stop, but he held her in place.

"Don't worry, baby girl...this is just for me...I told you...I want something I can masturbate to when I'm not here."

Vicki submitted and began sucking him again. She'd never let other guys take dirty pictures of her or video while she'd sucked them or fucked them. 

Jason was different, and he was pushing her sexual boundaries as no one had done before; she was enjoying it. She began to find Jason taking pictures and filming her an erotic turn-on.

She could taste his pre-cum dribbling down her throat, and she knew he was close, but he had one more depraved act he wanted.

"Vicki...tell me you like sucking my cock...go on...say it."

Vicki looked up, and Jason was still filming her. Vicki slipped her wet mouth off his cock. She was too aroused by these new experiences as she looked up at his phone, her filthy mouth again revealing more than she'd intended.

"Yes...I love sucking your cock, Jason...I love when you fuck my mouth with your gorgeous big cock...I want you to give me your cum."

Vicki had hardly finished her sentence when Jason pushed his cock into her mouth again. He moaned as she felt the first blast of semen shoot down her throat. She gulped and swallowed as his pulsing cock pumped even more cum into her mouth. Vicki savoured every last drop as she let it roll around in her mouth before swallowing it.

She sucked his softening cock, milking the last of his tangy seed. She was still enjoying the last of it as his cock slipped from her mouth. Jason pulled her to her feet and leant in for a passionate kiss. She opened her mouth, allowing Jason's tongue to explore her. She heard him moan slightly into her mouth as he tasted his cum. 

She found it so erotic, so filthy.

She loved it. 

Jason had obviously done this many times before and enjoyed tasting his own semen from a girl's mouth. He was obviously far more experienced in sexual acts and depravity than she was. She was going to enjoy him teaching her.

They broke their kiss, and Vicki began to fix herself. She didn't know how long she'd been there, but from the door opening to swallowing his cum, it couldn't have been more than 20 minutes, but she knew she had to go. As she left, Jason asked if she'd like to go out for dinner the following night. She knew she could swap with one of the other girls and nodded an excited yes.

Jason told her he'd text her the details tomorrow. She smiled at him as she left.

A few hours later, her curiosity got the better of her, and she checked the hotel system. Jason had registered for the porn channels again. It weirdly excited her imagining him masturbating upstairs in his hotel bedroom, and she loved how insatiable his filthy mind was.

At home later that night, while lying in her bed, she also masturbated herself to orgasm, thinking about all the depraved things Jason had made her do that night. She climaxed harder than she normally would alone.

The following day, she seemed to be checking her phone every two minutes, waiting for Jason's message. The message pinged through to her phone about 1.30PM when she was at lunch. 

Jason's text read...

"I've booked La Rocho's restaurant for 8.00 PM... wear a short revealing dress... hold-ups and high heels... lacy panties but no bra... Your dress should be short enough that I should be able to see your stocking tops... See you at 8.00."

Vicki was again surprised at Jason being so straightforward. 

Was Jason trying to test her?

Was he trying to see how far she would go by making her do more and more perverse acts?

She was excited to see how far she could push herself in Jason's depraved world.

She had everything she needed in her wardrobe that he wanted her to wear. Vicki had never worn them in that combination before. Vicki tried to imagine what she'd look like. She came to the conclusion she'd look like a prostitute.

If that's what Jason wanted her to be, she'd do it for him gladly.

She left work as soon as she could, rushing home to get ready in one of her best short dresses. Vicki picked a few of the sluttiest outfits she could find before finally deciding. Once she was ready, she realised that although she looked filthily hot, she'd need to wear a long coat. Vicki would get unwanted advances from other men and taxi drivers if she didn't. She wanted all her efforts to be for Jason.

She arrived at the restaurant just after 8.00 pm. Vicki had heard of the restaurant and knew it was expensive and none of her past boyfriends could have afforded to take her there. 

She opened the door, and the maître d' showed Vicki to Jason's table. 

The restaurant was dark with semi-circular booths running down each side of the restaurant walls. It had a smoked-glass partition down the middle of the room, giving each booth its own privacy. No one sitting in a booth could see anyone else except when being served by the waiters. This gave a private dining experience for everyone and was a perfect place for men to take their mistresses.

When Vicki arrived at the booth Jason was sitting at, the maitre d' helped her off with her coat. He slipped it from her shoulders as if to reveal her like some form of prize or present. Vicki could see Jason's eyes bulge as she was revealed to him. The maitre d' walked off with her coat, leaving her standing there. Vicki felt the need to give a slow twirl to show Jason she'd worn exactly what he'd demanded.

Jason smiled as he stood up and took Vicki's by the hand, leading her to sit beside him on his left. He put his arm over her shoulder and pulled her in for a kiss. Vicki responded, relieved that Jason was pleased with what she'd worn. She felt his hand slip onto her thigh, feeling the top of her stockings. The long white tablecloth was hiding everything happening under the table. 

Vicki gasped as she felt his hand on her leg. She felt him easing her legs apart, and he leant in and whispered.

"Spread your legs...I want to have access to you all night."

Vicki was surprised but was beginning to get used to Jason's filthy instructions. She opened her legs as wide as the table allowed.

The waiter arrived to explain the six-course menu with wine. 

Jason slipped his hand slowly up Vicki's inner thigh, tracing his fingers softly against the material of Vicki's lacy panties. Vicki bit her lip as the waiter was right in front of her. Jason pressed his fingers slightly harder against Vicki's panties, and she wanted to scream but couldn't.

Jason was obviously enjoying teasing her under the table.

When the waiter walked away, Jason slipped his hand back down to her inner thigh again. Vicki let out an audible gasp. She could see Jason was enjoying driving her wild with lust, and he was an expert at it.

He smirked and whispered.

"You liked that, didn't you? You enjoyed being touched by me while other men are close by?"

Vicki excitedly nodded.

Jason laughed.

"Say it...tell me you enjoyed being touched in front ofhim...telll me you want more."

Vicki was panting, trying to catch her breath. She'd never experienced anything so dirty, so deviant, so exciting.

"Yes...yes...I enjoyed it...I want more...I want you to touch me when other men are around."

Vicki felt ashamed at how quickly she'd become so submissive to Jason, but she was loving it. She was beginning to fall in love with him.

The waiter brought the first course and the accompanying wine. The waiter explained what they were about to eat, and all through the slow process, Jason's fingers were pressing against the thin lacy material covering her pussy. Vicki could feel herself pushing her hips to meet his touch. Her dress was so short it had ridden almost to her waist. 

The waiter had no idea.

When she looked down at her legs open and Jason's hand rubbing her now-wet panties. Vicki felt like a whore, but she was strangely loving it. Each time the waiter came with a new course or to clear away the last, Jason would push his fingers a little deeper into her wet slit but still through the wet material of Vicki's panties.

It was driving her wild with desire.

By the fifth course, Vicki was panting heavily, and she'd almost lost control a few times. Vicki was almost crying out for Jason to finger her. Jason was enjoying controlling Vicki's eroticism. As the waiter served the fourth course, leaving them to eat. Jason could see Vicki's desperate pleading eyes. She needed sexual release.

Jason smiled at her and, for the first time, pulled his hand from between Vicki's legs.

He smiled. "Tell me what you want...tell what you want me to do...say it...say the explicit words?"

Vicki couldn't help herself, and she gasped.

"I want you to finger me...I want you to finger-fuck my pussy until I climax."

Jason smiled and slipped his hand down the waistband of Vicki's wet, lacy panties, and she gasped as Jason plunged two fingers deep into her willing wet hole. Vicki gripped the booth seating and pushed her hips against his fingers. She almost cried out in relief as he began to fingerfuck her pussy.

Jason had teased Vicki's pussy to the edge of orgasm, and they both knew it wouldn't be long before she climaxed.

Jason curled his finger inside her and began to flick his fingers back and forth against her G-spot. It sent Vicki over the top as she closed her eyes as she climaxed hard against Jason's hand. She was bucking wildly as waves of her orgasm rolled over her, and her wet sex coated Jason's fingers and hand.

Vicki didn't think she'd climaxed so hard ever with a man doing that to her, and she was physically trembling. She was still panting as she opened her eyes, and Jason still hadn't slipped his fingers from her now-soaking pussy. She blushed slightly with embarrassment at what had taken place. She'd never debased herself like that ever, and as before, Jason was pushing her sexual boundaries every time they met.

Jason slowly slipped his soaking finger from between her legs and saw Vicki blush. 

She wasn't expecting what came next. Jason lifted his hand to her mouth and ran his wet, sticky fingers along Vicki's mouth and smirked confidently.

"I want you to taste yourself...I want to watch you suck your orgasm off my fingers."

Vicki had tasted her wet sex many times before, after masturbating, and enjoyed it. It made her feel naughty, but she'd never let anyone watch her do it.

She felt Jason's wet fingers running along her lips, and she instinctively opened her mouth to lick the wetness dribbling from his fingers. Jason gently pushed his fingers into her mouth, and she couldn't help but begin to suck on them. Vicki moaned as she tasted her own wet sex. It tasted sweet and even more erotic than usual as she sucked it off Jason's fingers.

She lifted her hand and gripped his wrist as he fed his fingers into her mouth further, as if to suck it like his cock. Jason fed his fingers further into her mouth, making her stretch her mouth around his hand and fingers. Other girls might have found it violating, but Vicki found it erotic.

She was sucking and licking at Jason's fingers, tasting her pussy from his dripping hand. Jason had continued to push his hand gently into her mouth until she'd sucked his fingers dry. As he slipped his fingers out of her mouth, the waiter appeared.

They hadn't eaten their food yet, and Jason asked for a few more minutes as the waiter disappeared again. They didn't speak as they quickly ate the food and drank their cups of wine. They'd had five glasses by now, and Vicki's head was beginning to spin with the alcohol. 

As the waiter took their empty plates away, he gave Vicki a knowing smile. Vicki thought he must have taken a peek at their table when Jason was finger-fucking her. She'd had her eyes closed, and she suspected if Jason had seen him watching, he wouldn't have stopped.

As the waiter disappeared, Jason leant in and whispered.

"Go to the bathroom and take your wet panties off...then bring them back to me."

Vicki didn't know if it was the alcohol or if she was beginning to be utterly submissive to Jason's requests. She slipped around the side of their table and pulled her dress down as she stood up. She felt the people at the tables on the way to the bathroom were staring, especially the men. Strangely, their gazes excited her, as they could look but couldn't touch.

She belonged to Jason.

Slipping out of her skimpy wet panties was easy as she dropped them to the floor and stepped out of them. Vicki lifted her panties and felt how wet they were. Vicki was still wet between her legs. She left the bathroom after fixing herself, with her wet panties crunched up in her hand. Her dress was so short there were only a few inches covering her naked pussy. 

She felt almost naked walking back from the bathroom, and the men at the other tables were trying to watch her again without their partners seeing. She put a slight wiggle on as she walked by. Vicki enjoyed being visually admired by so many men and thought back to when Jason had taken some naughty, revealing pictures of her.

It was beginning to excite her that Jason had shared them with other men at his work. 

She'd grown so much sexually in just a few weeks of knowing Jason. She was eager to please and have him push her sexual boundaries more and more.

When she arrived back at the table Jason put his hand out. There was no one looking, but he was openly asking Vicki for her wet panties as she dropped them into his open palm. He brought his hand up to his face and let Vicki watch as he sniffed her wet sex from her panties. 

She should have been disgusted, but it was Jason, and she wanted to please him. She was beginning to find out how depraved he could be, and she was openly beginning to enjoy it.

Vicki slipped in beside Jason as the last course was served. This time as the waiter explained what they were eating and drinking, Jason took Vicki's hand and slipped it under the tablecloth towards his crotch. She was surprised to find Jason's exposed hard cock.

While she'd been in the bathroom, he'd unzipped his trousers and pulled his cock out. Jason was hiding it under the drape of the tablecloth ready for Vicki's return. She knew what he wanted as she gripped around his shaft with her fingers. Vicki slowly began stroking his length as the waiter finished off explaining their last course. Jason was rock hard as she felt his throbbing cock in her hand. 

As the waiter disappeared, Jason turned to Vicki.

"I want to feel that naughty little mouth around my cock...get down there and suck it for me."

Vicki didn't hesitate; she loved sucking Jason's cock, but the angle wasn't the best as she leant over to his lap. Jason pulled the tablecloth up to give better access to Vicki's head. Her body was a little twisted on the seat, but she did her best to get as far down as she could. As she took him in her mouth, he placed the tablecloth over her head so no one could see if they walked by. 

Vicki began to suck eagerly on Jason's cock, and she could feel his hand on her head through the tablecloth, trying to push her down further, but the angle wasn't helpful.

Vicki's mouth was beginning to drool, and she wanted to make Jason cum in her mouth. She couldn't believe she was willing to do it in a restaurant, but just at that moment, Jason pulled her from under the tablecloth.

"I want to fuck you tonight."

Vicki was a little disappointed but sat up again at the table. Jason zipped his cock in his trousers, and they finished their last course with Jason asking for the bill and a taxi to be called. Vicki knew it had been an expensive night but was hoping that she'd made it worthwhile.

As they rose from the table and walked to the front of the restaurant, Vicki could feel everyone's eyes roaming all over her body. Her exposed naked pussy was within inches of being on show, and as she turned to look at Jason, he was smiling. Jason was enjoying his baby girl being lusted after by other men and possibly some women.

The maître d' helped Vicki on with her coat, but Jason took it from him and hung it over his arm. Vicki would have to walk to the taxi the way she was dressed. Vicki could instantly see the taxi driver ogling her, and when the night air hit her, she felt a little dizzy with alcohol. When Vicki got to the taxi door, the driver took a few seconds to unlock it just so he could have a further ogle at Vicki.

Because he was sitting and Vicki had high heels on, there was a possibility he could see her pussy, but she was past caring and was enjoying the attention she'd received all evening. Jason opened the door for Vicki to climb in the back of the taxi, and again she could see him looking in his mirror as her short dress rode up, flashing her glistening pussy. 

Jason climbed in besides Vicki, and he could see the taxi driver trying to get an eyeful of Vicki's pussy. Jason gave him a sly smile and placed his hand on Vicki's thigh as she felt him easing her legs open in the back of the taxi. The driver adjusted his mirror so he could get a good view of Vicki's wet pussy. 

Jason enjoyed showing Vicki off, and Vicki found being so submissive to him such a turn-on. 

They rode all the way back to the hotel like that. The driver was trying to get a good look at Vicki's pussy as much as he could without crashing. He dropped them both off at the hotel, and Vicki said it would be best if she used the staff entrance and Jason used the guests' entrance.

Vicki put her long coat on again so as not to draw any attention to herself, and by the time she'd reached Jason's room, she found the door ajar and him standing naked. As he walked towards her to take her coat, she noticed his erect cock swinging from side to side.

He certainly had a gorgeous cock. 

Jason pulled her closer and then began to passionately kiss her. Vicki could feel his cock pushing against her inner thigh as she felt him unzipping her dress and standing back as it fell. Jason watched as she stepped out of it. She looked and felt sexy just in hold-ups and high heels.

She always had.

By the look in his eyes, she could tell Jason wanted her badly. He was ready to fuck and so was she.

Jason ushered her towards the bed.

"Lie on the bed face down...I want you on your knees."

She knew exactly what he wanted, and she complied. Vicki slowly crawls onto the bed, letting him watch her. She was almost testing him with her naked body as she lay down and pulled herself to her knees. 

Opening her legs, she felt naked and slutty. She'd done it so many times before she'd almost turned it into an erotic art form.

She looked over her shoulder at Jason with that look that said only one thing.

I want you to fuck me.

Jason didn't hesitate and slowly climbed onto the bed. He gripped Vicki's hips and pulled her back slightly, letting Jason stand at the end of the bed.

Vicki put her head down on the bed as she felt Jason rubbing the tip of his huge cock along her already wet slit.

As she felt her slit open, she heard Jason speak. "I'm going to fuck you like a dirty slut."

She cried out as he rammed the full length of his cock into her willing pussy. Vicki had forgotten how good a big cock felt inside her. Her pussy lips gripping every thick inch of his gorgeous cock. 

He held it deep inside her for a few seconds. She almost climaxed instantly, but he withdrew his thick shaft just on time. He rammed it in once more, making Vicki cry out again. Almost a scream.

"You like that, don't you? You like a big cock ramming your tight young pussy? You like bending over and offering men your pussy to fuck, don't you? Say it...tell me the truth?"

Vicki was already too turned on to care what he or anyone else thought about what she replied. She loved the way Jason controlled her but also let her express herself sexually.

He was holding his cock inside her again as she cried out.

"Yes...fuck yes...I love big cock inside me...I love acting like a whore for men...I want you to fuck me...I want to be your filthy little whore."

Her words were far too much for her as she climaxed for the second time that night. Jason expertly held his cock deep inside, letting her ride wave after wave of her orgasm. He could feel her pussy gripping his throbbing cock as she came over and over again.

Vicki was almost crying; her climax was so huge. Not many guys had made her climax that hard. Not many guys had built her up all night the way Jason had.

He was special.

Vicki could feel Jason's cock thicken and knew he was about to cum. She gripped his cock with her pussy muscles ready to milk his semen from his balls. Jason let out a loud growl as Vicki felt her pussy fill with his semen. She gasped at how hard she could feel his cum pumping into her wet cunt as she felt her insides being sprayed with hot sticky semen. Vicki could feel his cock pulsing inside her as he shot load after load of his cum inside her.

When he finally finished, and his semi-cock began to slip out of her sodden pussy, she felt full, full of Jason's spunk.

She knew it wouldn't be the last time. She was in love, and when Vicki's in love, she'll do anything for her man.

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