Vicky was always told how well she worked that mouth of hers. Men would get an erection by just looking at her beautiful full lips. Her mouth was so wide that she looked like she was related to Steven Tyler. Her tongue was so long that she worked magic with it. Vicky was an experienced cock sucker and she just loved the way that she could make a man squirm. With a sultry smile or a provocative pout she could even make a man's cock drip pre-cum before she even touched him. Vicky found great pleasure in doing this.
One Friday night when Vicky found herself with no date and nothing to do, she lit up a joint that she had been saving for just such an occasion. Inhaling deeply, she let the smoke linger within her system. The buzz started to kick in and with it a heady arousal.
"Mmmm," Vicky sighed. She always got so horny when she smoked pot.
As she relaxed, a thought came to Vicky's mind that put a wicked smile on her face. A new swingers club had just opened in town. Now she knew exactly what to do with her Friday night. Vicky went into her bedroom to get dressed. "What to wear?" she mused while looking through the clothes in her closet. The first thing that came to mind was "very little!" It was sizzling July and Vicky wanted to look just as scorching hot as she felt. She reached for a slinky dress in a golden color that would complement her tan and cling to her great body. Vicky was tall and slim, and her bountiful 38D breasts were barely contained by the sexy little dress. She found a pair of strappy sandals that would show off her long legs. A fine ass finished up her package. She decided to skip panties, too. Less was definitely more tonight! As soon as she was dressed, Vicky was ready to start her night of fun.
When Vicky arrived at the club, she was gratified to see so many people checking her out. It was quite erotic to feel that many eyes on her body. She went to the bar so she could people-watch. There were cocks and tits and people fucking and sucking everywhere she looked. Her body tingled in anticipation of the wild night ahead of her. She was hungry for cock... or cocks!
As Vicky tried to decide just where she would start, a great looking guy approached her with a drink in his hand. He was tall, well-built, and looked like he had a hefty package. He stopped in front of her with a naughty look in his eyes.
"Do you like what you see?" he asked.
She did indeed, but she was feeling pretty naughty herself. "I'll tell you in a minute," she answered.