Inappropriate Thoughts (Victoria Wilde #1) (2 page)

"Why don’t you try watching some porn? That
always gets me in the mood."

"I don’t have any... porn," Jillian replied,
taken aback a little by the suggestion.

Victoria moaned slightly, "Yeah," in a low
voice.

Narrowing her eyes, Jillian asked pointedly,
"You sure this is a good time?"

"I think the ice melted," Victoria said.

"What?" Jillian asked.

"Sorry, I was talking to my friend."

"Oh. You sure you can talk?"

"I have at least five minutes before I
finish."

"Okay…" Jillian said, a little confused.

Victoria slumped down low on the sofa, her
miniskirt pulled up to her waist. Her twenty-six-year-old friend
Austin’s head was buried between her legs. He was extremely
busy.

"You have no porn? Really? Check Rob’s room.
I’m sure he has a stash."

"I will not go searching my son’s room for
porn," Jillian replied, horrified.

Pulling the phone from her ear, Victoria
tapped the young man on the shoulder, gave him a tired look, and
said a little curtly, "Ice."

The young man pulled his head up and then
smiled at her. "Sorry. I was so totally focused."

Victoria put the phone back to her ear and
continued, "Come over here, and you can borrow some of mine."

"No, thanks. I think I’ll just go to
sleep."

Austin slipped a piece of ice into his mouth
then went back to work between her legs. When his super-cold tongue
reached Victoria’s clit, she dropped the phone and squealed. She
closed her eyes and moaned. "Oh, yeah... that feels good."

Jillian widened her eyes. "Victoria?
Victoria, are you sure I’m not interrupting anything?"

Victoria put the phone back to her ear. Her
lips were slightly parted, and her eyes were almost closed. It was
becoming increasingly hard to concentrate. She heard Jillian’s
voice.

"Victoria, are you there?"

"Oh, sorry about that."

"Who’s over there? What are you doing?"

"Oh, yeah. Keep doing exactly that,"
Victoria said with her eyes closed. She opened her eyes and then
grinned. "Jillian, have you ever had anyone perform oral sex on you
while sucking an ice cube?"

"What? Ice? No!"

"Well, that would certainly help you write--
Oh, my..." After breathing in deeply, Victoria moaned.

Jillian made a face as she asked, "I’m
almost afraid to ask. Are you, uh, doing that... now?"

Victoria exhaled slowly and said languidly,
"Yeah, and it’s... amazing!"

"And you’re talking to me?"

"I can multitask," Victoria replied
casually.

Jillian’s mouth flew open as she thought
about how to proceed.

"So, what else is up?" Victoria asked.

"Should you really be talking to me with
some guy doing that to you?"

"Well, I figured I’d be returning the favor
soon, and..." Victoria paused to exhale deeply again and continued,
"I certainly won’t be able to talk to you then."

After Jillian nodded, her face registered
mild agreement. "Oh, that makes sense... Wait, no it doesn’t... I’m
going to go."

"Oh... yeah, Austin. Jillian? Jillian, what
I meant was when my mouth is full, it'll be really hard to hold a
conver–"

"No, no. That part I got," Jillian
interrupted. "I think I’m going to go and let you..."

Victoria ran her fingers through Austin’s
hair as his tongue continued licking away.

"You should... totally try this. It would
clear up that writer’s block issue immediately. When’s the last
time someone ate your pussy?"

Jillian made a sour face. "I’m just going
to—"

"I mean, like, really got in there and did a
good job with it?"

"Okay, I’m going to hang up now."

As Jillian hung up the phone, her sick
expression morphed into a smile, which eventually transformed to
something akin to confused longing. She actually could go for some
good oral sex right about now. Jillian stared blankly ahead as she
tried to recall the last time anyone did that to her, much less if
he did a good job while doing it. She couldn’t remember exactly,
but she knew it’d been a long, long, long time.

Rob Grayson was throwing a Super Bowl party
in the on-campus suite at Georgia State University that he shared
with five other guys. The suite was ordinary, with three bedrooms,
two bathrooms, and a common living area. It featured one
extraordinary thing, though. Rob owned the biggest television on
campus.

His mother, a bestselling author, had
purchased it for him. He never told anyone about the types of books
she wrote, because he was totally embarrassed by them. He told
people his mother wrote legal thrillers under a pen name. He didn’t
want to admit that she wrote about perfect-bodied men and gorgeous
women with huge, full, bouncing breasts having mind-blowing
sex.

Rob and his best friend, Brian Nash, both
college seniors, had lived together with most of the same guys in
the same suite since sophomore year. Virtual opposites, the two had
been best friends almost from the start. They never shared a room,
since they were on different sleep schedules. A morning person, Rob
preferred early classes, while Brian enjoyed sleeping in and
attending afternoon classes. They spent most of their time together
at bars and hanging out.

Another probable factor in their close
friendship was that neither had been preoccupied with an on-campus
girlfriend during the entire time they had known each other. Rob
had a longtime girlfriend back in Florida, and Brian... Well, Brian
was shy with women. He’d had a few girlfriends over the years, but
none were ever serious or lasted more than a few weeks.

At the height of the Super Bowl party, about
thirty people crowded into the living area, watching the game on
the seventy-inch high-definition screen. Most were Steelers fans,
but a few, including Rob and Brian, cheered on the Packers. After
the game, the majority left to hit the local bars, but four of the
guys and two girls—a junior named Natalie and her roommate,
Cindy—stayed behind.

Brian was a little drunk. He sat on the sofa
and watched Natalie and Cindy talking to Rob and another guy from
the suite. Natalie was wearing a bulky white sweater and tight gray
stretch pants. Her ass looked amazing in those pants. He’d noticed
the curve of her backside much earlier, and whenever given the
opportunity throughout the night, he stole a quick glance.

Brian had seen Natalie around campus before,
but he had never met her. She had been invited by some of the other
guys in the suite, but he didn’t know much more about her. He’d
heard that she didn’t currently have a boyfriend, but he wasn’t all
that interested, since she was a little tall for him and always
seemed so full of herself. But now he was beginning to rethink his
initial impressions, since she did look spectacular in those
pants.

He sipped his beer as he alternated between
watching the postgame coverage and the other people in the room,
who were trying to coax Natalie into doing something. He wasn't
paying close enough attention to know what they were talking about.
Natalie rolled her eyes, evidently persuaded, and removed her
sweater to reveal a tight camisole underneath. Brian perked up in
his seat, since this was now much more exciting than the postgame
coverage. Was she going to take off more?

No more clothing came off, but what she did
next would change Brian’s life forever. Standing perfectly still,
Natalie took a deep breath and slowly and gracefully lifted one of
her legs until it was pointed straight at the ceiling. The other
remained firmly planted on the floor as she rose up onto the ball
of her foot. She held her raised leg with one hand, almost
effortlessly, as Brian looked her up and down.

He zoomed in on her ass, trying to see any
hint of the underwear she wore under those tight pants, but he
could see none. She was either wearing nothing or some kind of tiny
thong. While staring at her open-mouthed, his beer began to spill
on his pants. When he realized it, he simply corrected the bottle
without bothering to wipe off then quickly looked back at Natalie
as she maintained that amazing pose. He studied her legs and tilted
his head slightly to get a better angle. Looking closer, he was
convinced he could see just a hint of the outline of her parts in
the crease between the leg pointed south and the other, pointing
due north.

Like the rest of the
group, he was amazed by Natalie’s athletic ability, but unlike
them, he was more impressed with the incredible firmness of her
ass. He supposed that made him shallow. The beer could be partially
to blame. But he had such a limited sexual history that he often
found himself more preoccupied with sex than other guys his age. He
knew that was saying something, too, since most of his peers
thought with their penises far more often than with their brains.
He seemed to think with his penis
all
the time.

Seconds later, as Natalie slowly brought her
leg down, Brian’s eyes followed it the whole way, his mouth still
wide open. While her audience clapped, he approached her. He was
hooked. He spent the rest of the night talking to her, getting her
drinks, and hanging on her every word. Later, he walked both
Natalie and her roommate to their dorm.

As he lay in bed that night, unable to sleep,
Brian pictured Natalie with her leg in the air in the same amazing
position, but this time she was completely naked. It was only the
two of them in the living room now, but he again sat on the sofa,
holding a beer and just watching her. While she continued to hold
her right leg skyward with a hand near her ankle, she used one
finger of that occupied hand to motion for him to come to her.
Dropping the beer, he leapt up and went to her. When he reached
her, she was somehow able to remove her hand from the leg without
it moving at all. He knew it was impossible, but it was his
fantasy. He stood next to her with her ankle inches from his head.
Natalie looked him in the eye while she used both hands to unzip
his pants, extract his equipment, and guide him inside of her.
Sighing, Brian rolled over in an attempt to go to sleep, hoping he
could coax that thought into his subconscious as a full-length sex
dream.

Back on the sofa, Victoria was now kneeling
as the fully-clothed Austin buried his head in her pussy from
behind. Ever since he’d waited on her at a restaurant about ten
months ago, they’d been fuck buddies. They would get together a
couple times a month, and she found him more than a capable lover
for his relatively young age. Reaching back, she pulled his head
more deeply into her as his tongue continued quickly licking away.
Her eyes rolled back in her head, and she was close.

"Oh, yeah... do that... don’t stop."

Austin’s tongue was getting really tired,
but he kept going. He desperately wanted her to cum so he could lie
back and relax while she began pleasing him.

Victoria narrowed her eyes and commanded,
"Rub my clit."

Moving his hand from cupping her ass, he
followed her instruction as he pushed his tongue as far into her
folds as he could. Victoria moaned loudly; Austin rubbed her
swollen button harder and licked her faster. Victoria pushed her
ass out closer to him, took hold of his head once again, and pulled
him into her. He could barely breathe.

"Oh, yeah, yeah..."

Austin fingered her in just the right place,
and then one last lick pushed her over; the first wave of a huge
orgasm flowed through Victoria’s pussy. "Softly now. Oh..."

Victoria released his head. Pulling back a
little, he began lightly licking her lips. He rubbed her clit once
more, and Victoria pulled his hand away and covered her sensitive
spot with her hand to keep him away. Austin extended his tongue
into her deeply and one last wave pulsated through her. Her eyes
glazed over, and then she slumped back into the sofa, gasping for
breath. After wiping his face, he sat back on the other section of
the L-shaped sofa while savoring the taste of Victoria’s sweet
pussy, which lingered in his mouth. He began massaging his cock as
he waited impatiently for his turn.

Victoria caught her breath, smiled at him,
and walked over to him. After getting down on her knees before him,
she reached back and grabbed her drink. She took a big sip of the
cold liquid and captured a large ice cube in her mouth, holding it
there. She ran her hands up his legs to his shorts. She could see
his cock bulging against the fabric. Victoria unbuttoned, then
unzipped and pulled his impressiveness free. Holding the ice cube
between her teeth, she pressed it to the underside of his cock and
ran it from the tip down to his balls. Austin exhaled deeply and
looked at her with his eyes narrowed. "Holy fuck."

Victoria ran the cube all over the underside
of his hard cock. It melted quickly against his searing flesh, the
water droplets spilling onto his balls and the top of his shorts.
Pulling the cube back into her mouth, she let it melt completely as
she massaged him with both hands.

Austin dropped his head back and enjoyed the
feel of her hands wrapped around him. Victoria wanted him inside
her mouth, but she would warm his cock again and get her mouth
thoroughly cold before she took him inside. Letting go of him, she
dug another ice cube from the glass and slipped it inside her
mouth. She wrapped both hands around his thickness as the ice began
melting on her tongue. After swirling the cube all over her mouth,
she let it sit at the back of her throat as she stroked his cock
more. Austin watched her closely. He was super-hard. Victoria let
the cube slip to the back of her throat and felt it melting there.
Once it was gone, she took his thick hardness into her freezing
mouth. Austin’s jaw dropped as he felt the tip of his cock touch
her icy throat.