Revealing Thoughts (Victoria Wilde #3) (29 page)

He sighed as he pulled the baby-doll top down
her body. She lifted her hips off the bed, and he slipped it down
her legs.

She wore only the V-string now and looked
nothing short of breathtaking. Brian knelt up for a better look and
paused, just staring at her with his gaze traveling down her entire
body. She watched him while fluttering her eyelids bashfully and
then after ten seconds she whispered, "What is it?"

He shook his head slowly, with his lips parted
and his breathing labored, as his eyes traveled back to her
beautiful face. He said, "I can't believe you’re mine."

She smiled. "Believe it."

"I'm never going to stop trying to make you
happy."

"That's what I want to hear, but could you
please start right about now?"

He grinned and then placed both hands on the
V-string and slowly pushed it down her legs; as it reached her
ankles, she kicked it off seductively. Jillian placed her hands on
the waistband of his silk boxers, and he kneeled up so she could
push them down. His stiff cock sprang out, and her eyes locked on
his silky smooth shaft and balls. She sighed as she cupped the
twins with one hand then circled his shaft with the other. "I
really love you like this."

He leaned back as she continued to stroke him.
She moved her hand back farther under his balls to his ass, and
then she gently stroked him with her finger. "Oh, fuck," he moaned.
She climbed off the bed and then guided him to the position she
wanted near the bed’s edge and on his hands and knees. Jillian
slipped down to her knees and spread his legs a little wider as she
stared lovingly at his long, thick cock and full balls hanging
between his legs and all now completely hair free. Brian lowered
his body until the top of his head was resting comfortably on the
bed, and his ass was presented to her.

She had discussed the procedure with Victoria
just a few hours before while they were working on her hair
disaster. She knew what to do. Jillian cradled his balls with one
hand as she slowly stroked his shaft with the other. Brian gazed at
her through his spread legs and watched as she touched him. Jillian
saw a large drop of precum as it hung from his slit. She retrieved
it with her finger, slowly brought it to her lips, and seductively
slipped it into her mouth. She purred with her eyes fluttering as
she slowly ran her tongue around her lips. He watched her
mesmerized, his body trembling and begging for those lips to be on
him—sucking him, tasting him, pleasing him.

Jillian pulled his cock back under him and then
slipped her mouth over it. He nearly exploded as her lips closed
over him. His cock was throbbing and a gush of precum flooded her
mouth. She swallowed it all, savoring the taste of him. He moved
his head down so he could rest his chin on his hands as he settled
in for what would come next. She let his cock slip from her lips
but held it steady as she placed her tongue on the head and trailed
a line up to his balls. She continued to run her tongue down his
shaft and then back up as he struggled to breathe.

She pulled back and paused, gazing at all his
parts. She closed her eyes and then moved her tongue to his balls,
licking one and then the other. Then she placed her tongue between
them and gently swiped up and down. Jillian moved higher to his
perineum and grasped his balls to pull then down tightly as she
licked him up and down to just a millimeter from his tiny now
hair-free, perfectly clean hole.

"Oh, God," he cried out as he moved his hands to
grip his forehead as his chin still rested on the bed. This was
unlike anything he had ever felt before; her magical tongue was
licking parts of him that had never before been pleasured. Nerve
endings in areas now free of hair were craving her gentle tongue.
He was dying for more.

Jillian moved her hands to his cheeks and gently
spread them as she pulled her head away from him. She had worried
about actually going through with this, but passion was overcoming
her, and she was finding nothing even remotely unpleasant about
pleasing him this way. She glanced to his seam, sighed, and then
closed her eyes and moved forward. She pressed her tongue in the
center of his perineum and slowly drove it up until she felt it run
to the spot.

He groaned loudly, moved his hands to the
sheets, and squeezed them hard. Jillian groaned passionately and
slowly circled her tongue around his hole as he held his breath and
just melted away, simply overcome with the intense pleasure. He
wished he could be returning the favor right then. He desperately
wanted to lick her, to taste her, and to shove his tongue deep into
her pussy and anywhere else she desired.

Jillian moved away from his seam and kissed one
cheek of his ass tenderly; then she moved to the other. She planted
her tongue back in the center of his cleft near his lower back and
ran her tongue down over his ass to his balls. He cried out in
pleasure. She moved back up to his spot and carefully pushed her
tongue just inside. He gasped, and she continued over and over
again. He never imagined it would feel like this—like a million
tiny orgasms pulsing through his body. Jillian moved her hand to
his cock and slowly pumped it as she licked his ass faster and
faster. He throbbed in her hand. She grabbed his balls with her
other hand and tugged gently as she continued stroking and licking.
He was on the edge.

She ran her tongue up and down between his balls
and ass once more, and then it was over. He screamed and exploded,
sending jets of thick cum onto the sheets. She moved both hands to
his cock and cradled him gently as her tongue wandered back down to
his balls. He pulled away and flopped onto the bed, desperate to
get away from her; he was too sensitive to be touched and lay there
just clawing at the sheets like an animal. She watched him on fire
from the heat of her passion. Her pussy was soaked, and she wanted
him inside of her—she needed to be pleased.

Jillian moved to the top of the bed, and he
turned his head to look at her. She spread her legs, and he gazed
at her pussy as it opened wide, calling him to come. He pushed his
tongue out of his mouth and ran it around his dry lips. Brian used
his hands to make his way to her with his head still resting on the
bed. He was exhausted but would soon have his second wind. He
pushed up on his hands and got to his knees. She glanced over to
his still nearly hard cock as it hung down from his groin. He moved
his lips to her pussy with his head nearly pressed straight down
into the mattress. He gently inserted his tongue inside her and
tasted. He moaned, and pressed his lips to her and sucked gently to
extract her sweet juice.

Jillian put her hands to his head and worked her
fingers through his hair as he licked her faster and faster. She
stared at his cock and wanted him back in her mouth but more deeply
this time. She moved toward him and slipped her head under him. His
cock was now just inches from her face. Jillian grabbed it with her
hand and pulled it toward her mouth. He adjusted his position, and
she wrapped her lips around it. He moaned and then pressed his
tongue deep inside of her. She purred. Brian lifted his leg up and
over her until it was resting securely on the solid headboard; he
moved the other leg and was now hovering directly above her as he
continued licking her pussy.

He wrapped his arms under her knees and pressed
them back, opening her up even more widely and presenting both of
her holes for the tasting. She moved her mouth over him faster and
faster, and he licked from her clit to her ass and back again over
and over. She purred as he moaned, and they kept going and
going—his legs straining, his tongue aching, and her jaw burning
with pain.

Jillian grabbed his balls with both hands and
tugged them hard as she moved her mouth up and down over his
straining cock. He lifted up away from her pussy as he groaned. She
slipped a finger toward his ass, and just as she reached it, he
exploded inside of her mouth. She swallowed and then sucked harder
as he stared straight ahead with his mouth wide open. He moved his
mouth back to her pussy, and she said, "No. I need you inside me
now."

He kept licking until she pulled away. He looked
at her, and she repeated, "I need you inside me."

Brian watched as she moved into position with
her knees raised and spread apart. He moved between her creamy
thighs. She reached down and guided his thick cock to her sopping
wet pussy. He pushed into her, and as he filled her, she stared at
him breathlessly. He moved his lips to hers, and they kissed
passionately. Her tongue explored his mouth and then retreated,
teasing him to follow. She wrapped her legs around him and gripped
him tight as he got up on his toes and began rhythmically pumping
inside of her. He pulled his lips from hers and thrust down from a
higher angle, his shaft now directly brushing her swollen clit.

Jillian adjusted her hips down so her clit was
now fully engaged as he stared at her with a determined look and
pumped harder and faster inside of her. Her mouth opened wide as
she stared into his eyes. She returned his determined look as he
pumped faster and faster. He held his breath and slammed his eyes
shut as she groaned. He pushed into her for one last deep thrust,
his cock filling her completely, his pubic bone striking her
clitoris fully. She screamed out and then opened her mouth wide,
gasping quietly as her pussy pulsated and squeezed around his
shaft. A huge climax shot through her. He pumped inside her slowly
now, as she stared up to him, panting. She gyrated her hips as wave
after wave of tiny aftershocks rippled through her loins, and she
gently stroked his hips.

He was panting as he collapsed on her,
abandoning his attempted third orgasm. He lay on her for a moment
and then slipped off to the side to recover from their passionate
coupling. After a moment, he said with a straight face, "I heard
married sex was supposed to stink, but this…wow."

They shared a grin, which grew into a chuckle.
He moved his hand to caress her stomach. She glanced down to his
penis, and his eyes followed along. She said, "I really like
everything this way. Do you think you'll keep it?"

"If you had asked me an hour ago, I would have
said there's no way, but now…"

She asked hesitantly, "Was it very painful?"

His eyes widened and he said, "Imagine what it
feels like to have the hair ripped from your balls." They shared a
grimace, and he added, "Maybe they can drug me next time."

In Lisa's room, Victoria walked her through the
emergency clean up. They did what they could with the tools they
had available. Victoria said that she'd snap up Rafael's next two
appointments for the both of them. After they returned to the
bedroom, Lisa studied her new look in the mirror and was delighted.
Victoria sat near the bed and walked her through finding her
G-spot, exploring the wonders of the clitoris, and appreciating her
now smooth and hair-free pussy.

As Victoria held the hand mirror, Lisa brought
herself to a mind-blowing climax. When her work was done, Victoria
slipped out of the room and left Lisa panting on the bed and
wishing she'd kept the two dildos and the rest of the items in the
pink and white stripped bachelorette party gift box.

The next day the flight back to St. Maarten
didn't leave until late afternoon so everyone was invited to the
beach at Grand Saline. It was rumored to be one of the five most
beautiful beaches in the world and was the only one in that class
where clothing was optional. Victoria joked that she would only
allow people from their group to go if they agreed to exercise the
option. She managed to convince them all.

As Victoria was heading down the hall with Lisa,
she spotted Jim walking into his room. She called to him, "Come on,
let's go. The bus is waiting."

Jim frowned as he said, "I think I'm going to
stay here."

She looked at him shocked. "What?"

"Yeah, I'm tired and I just—"

"You get your ass down in that driveway right
now. We're about to leave for the most beautiful beach in the
world, and you don't want to go?" He opened his mouth to speak, but
she added, "Jillian will be there, naked, and uh, Jeff's
girlfriend, she's got a nice ass, I think. Well, we will soon find
out."

Jim held back a smile as he shook his head.
"What the hell is wrong with you?"

"Come on! It will be fun. I'll splash cold water
on Brian’s penis, and it'll shrink up like a frightened turtle and
then you can strut around. You know how much he hates that you're
bigger than he is."

Lisa said, "Oh, I can’t wait to see his
too."

Jim made a face as a flashback shot through his
brain. He gave Victoria a curious look. "How drunk was I last
night?"

"You were pretty out of it, but we made sure you
got back to your bed safely. We even helped you out of your
clothes." The women shared a knowing giggle as he glanced at them
confused.

"Did I do anything stupid?"

Victoria shook her head no. "Are you coming or
not?"

"You promise you'll embarrass Brian?"

"I'll figure something out," she assured
him.

Jim chucked. "Okay then."

Victoria glanced at Lisa. "Can we meet you down
at the bus? I'd like a minute." Lisa nodded and then headed down
the stairs. Victoria gave him a serious look as she asked, "We're
good, aren’t we? I mean, he talked and, uh…"

He nodded. "We're good."

"Great. I'd hate for us to be angry with each
other."

"Who could ever be angry with you?"

"You know, you're right about that. I'm just
amazing," she said with a big grin. She put her arm around him.
"Now let's go see some dicks and tits. I’m hoping for more
dicks."

"I'd prefer tits."