by Luke Young
He looked at her, warming to the idea. Then she added, “You can even inscribe it if you want. Turn it over.”
Brian turned it over, and as he read the inscription, his heart melted along with his face. He was sold. “This… this is a great idea.”
Victoria smiled. “It really is… but they aren’t that easy to make. It’s like playing beat the clock. You need to be fully hard and stay hard while you stir up this mixture for two minutes, and then get inside the tube immediately and somehow keep it up for another two minutes with no actual stimulation.”
“I think I can do it.”
She gave him a skeptical look. “Really?”
“Yes, really,” he shot back.
Victoria, unconvinced, shook her head. “I don’t know. I could help you. The kit recommends you get a friend to help.”
“I don’t think Jillian would approve of you getting and keeping me hard so—”
“No, I would do the mixing while you do the… you know…”
“Oh, that makes more sense.” He actually appeared to be considering it for a moment before his jaw dropped, and he glared at her. “I’m not jerking off in front of you while you mix up some powder. I’m just not going to do it.”
Her face lit up as she jabbed, “Or you could just take another Viagra. That would work.”
“No way. I’m never taking one of those again. That’s not even a possibility.”
“Okay, then you are definitely going to need some help.”
He gave her a smug look. “I’ll be just fine. I think I can pull this off all by myself.”
Victoria turned away with a frown thinking, This is not going according to plan. How to fix this, how to fix this…
He asked, “So where do I get one of these kits?”
Then it hit her. She grinned evilly for a moment while she plotted. She turned back to him with motherly concern. “Let me get one for you. I know a guy. If you order one of these online, you’ll be on so many obscene mailing lists, the F.B.I. will be raiding your house to check your computer for kiddie porn.”
“Really?” he asked, horrified.
“No, but you wouldn’t believe the catalogs you’ll get.”
Brian nodded. “Okay, great then you get it.”
“I’ll get us two kits. One backup, just in case you have some trouble.”
“I really appreciate it,” he said as he handed back the replica.
“I’d better hide this before she gets back,” Victoria said. As she headed back to her room, she thought, Oh yeah, I’ll get your kit for you all right. A special custom kit… and you will have trouble, a lot of trouble. For a second she almost felt bad, but that emotion soon drifted away, and she couldn’t wait to tell Jillian about the success of phase two.
5
By any measure, Victoria’s plate was full. On top of assisting Jillian with the preemptive strike against Brian, she was a full-time student buried in course work, struggling to complete her Master’s thesis, and also a teacher’s assistant for one of her professor’s undergraduate classes. She was also, of course, pregnant, which made none of the aforementioned activities any easier. To add to that, the art professor, for whose course she had regularly posed nude, had begged her to sit for his class again, now that she was in her glorious new condition. She pretended to reluctantly agree to do so; secretly, she was enormously proud of being given the offer.
And if all that wasn’t enough, Victoria was also playing matchmaker. She had been working on finding a guy for Lisa since they returned from St. Barts but found the assignment more difficult then she originally thought. If she were merely looking for a date for Lisa, that would have been easy, but what she was looking for was a man to take Lisa’s virginity, and that was a tall order.
In the class for which Victoria was the teacher’s assistant, was a student named Jeff. He was a senior lacrosse player who had been asking her out on a date about once a week since the start of the semester. She considered Jeff for Lisa, because he was charming and attractive, but she was reluctant, since she found him much too full of himself. Victoria found it odd that even as her pregnancy progressed and became unmistakable, Jeff continued to ask her out. She always politely declined.
That is, until the day she met his gorgeous friend, Dale, while walking on campus with Jeff. Dale was tall, muscular, and gorgeous. He seemed not at all cocky like his lacrosse teammate. After meeting Dale, Victoria agreed to go out with Jeff, but only if he could hook Lisa up with his friend for the night. She didn’t tell Jeff about Lisa’s innocence or what was to be in store for the date. She didn’t want Dale going out with Lisa just because it was seemingly a sure thing, because it really wasn’t. Lisa needed to be attracted to the guy as well as connect with him on some sort of personal level before she surrendered her virginity to him. Lisa was desperate, but she wasn’t about to crawl into bed with just anyone.
Within two hours of the proposal, Jeff called Victoria to confirm Dale was in, and they made plans to get together on Saturday night, which was only three days away. Victoria made a call to Rafael’s spa for an emergency waxing for her and Lisa, and he promised to squeeze them in.
Victoria and Lisa were seated in the waiting area of the spa. After twenty minutes of leafing through magazines, Lisa wore a worried expression. “Maybe he doesn’t have time for us today.”
“He’s just running late. We’re his last appointment.”
“He probably only has time to do you. I’ll just watch, and then I can come back another time.”
“Why?”
Lisa admitted sheepishly, “I’m a little scared that it’s going to hurt. I mean having the hair pulled out of—”
“Do you have testicles?” Victoria glared at her.
“What?”
“Do you have testicles?”
Lisa returned a confused look. “Uh, no.”
“I once brought a male friend here and they ripped every single hair off his balls, and he didn’t make a sound. He was a trouper,” Victoria lied.
“Really?”
“Yes. And do you know how sensitive the skin on the testicles is?”
“No, Not really.”
“Well, it’s really, really, really freaking sensitive,” Victoria said smugly.
“Huh. I didn’t know that.” Lisa said quietly as if she were suddenly embarrassed about her unwarranted apprehension.
“And this male friend went on to have the best sex of his life after he was freed of all that ugly hair.”
“Gee. I…”
“You do want to have good sex don’t you?”
“Sure.”
“And if you like Dale and want to sleep with him, you’ll want his tongue firmly planted on your pussy and your ass won’t you?”
“My ass? What?” Lisa gave her a sickened look.
“Sure, your ass. You see, this is your problem. You need to broaden your horizons. Trust me, you’ll want a guy to lick it.”
“But it’s your ass…” Lisa began. Victoria, confused, stared at her, and Lisa added, “That’s where you, you know…”
Shaking her head, Victoria gave her a tired look. “You pee from your urethral opening, which is located right between your clitoris and your vagina, and I’m assuming you’d like a guy’s tongue floating from one to the other.”
“Well, yeah.”
“And you don’t want him to drink your pee.”
“God, no.”
“So, what’s the difference?”
“I guess it’s sorta the same thing,” Lisa said, unconvinced.
“Maybe you should just start with the regular oral sex and then later, when you’re ready, move on to the other.”
“I think that would be best.”
Lisa picked up a magazine and paged through it, pretending to read as she thought about Victoria’s oral opinions. She felt her pussy moisten and suddenly worried if, during the waxing, Rafael would be able to tell if she were dripping wet.
Ten seconds later, Rafael rus
hed toward them. “Sorry, girls.” He continued in a whisper, “I was literally caught in the jungle.” He made a sour face. Victoria smiled, and Lisa thought, Oh, no! Am I going to be the story he shares later?
Wearing a wide grin, he turned to Lisa. “This must be your friend.”
Lisa returned a weak smile. “Hello. I’m Lisa.”
He took her hand into his. “First time?”
Lisa nodded.
Rafael returned a comforting smile and said reassuringly, “Don’t worry. I’ll be gentle, and you’ll love the results.”
“I’m looking forward to it.” She said with her confidence growing.
Lisa followed Victoria and Rafael into the back of the store. Thirty minutes later, both women walked out of the spa, and there had only been a minimal amount of screaming.
Three days later, Lisa was completely healed from her first Brazilian. It was a few hours from the big date as she studied her new look with a hand mirror, and she was, as Rafael had predicted, enamored with the result.
Lisa met Victoria at her house. From there, Victoria drove to campus to pick up their male companions, and then it was on to the mall. There, the two couples saw a movie and afterward went to a bar sandwiched among all the restaurants in restaurant row. As they drank, Lisa and Dale exchanged some small talk, but they didn’t seem to be getting along very well.
Lisa was certainly attracted to him and let it show, but he replied to her questions mostly with one-word answers. He seemed disinterested and didn’t bother asking her anything. Victoria was the designated driver as Lisa, Dale, and Jeff began to pound the beers. Jeff was chatting up Victoria, while Dale and Lisa mostly focused on their drinks. In forty-five minutes at the bar, the guys had polished off four beers to Lisa’s two. The look on Dale’s face was clear evidence that he would rather have been almost anywhere else.
The waitress dropped off another round of beers and a cranberry juice for Victoria. They took big sips of their drinks, and then Jeff smiled as he gazed at Victoria. “Are you really not having any sex until after the baby is born?”
“I’m really not.”
Jeff said, “I read that pregnant women can experience some of the most intense orgasms of their lives.”
“Where did you hear that?” Victoria asked with a smile.
“I don’t know… I read it somewhere.”
No one uttered a word for an awkward twenty seconds until Lisa said, “So Dale, you play lacrosse… is that like football?”
Dale gave her a look. “No, it’s not at all.”
Lisa sighed as she frowned a bit before turning her attention to her beer glass, where she drew a figure-eight design on the side, cutting through the condensation with her finger.
Jeff glared at him as if to say “Be nice, you asshole.” Victoria caught the exchange as Dale returned a look, which told Jeff, basically, to fuck off. Dale’s eyes locked on Victoria’s stare, and he gave her a half-hearted and mostly condescending smile.
Dale exhaled, defeated. “I mean… it’s a little like football. The field is pretty much the same size. Guys try to kill each other out there just like football, but the scoring is completely different. We use sticks and a—”
“Ouch!” Victoria grimaced in pain and everyone turned to look at her.
Jeff asked, “Are you okay?”
Fighting to put on a smile, Victoria replied, “Yeah. I think he or she is playing some lacrosse in there right now with my bladder. I really need to pee.” She slipped out of the booth and headed toward the restrooms.
Victoria found a line of women waiting outside the women’s bathroom. She clutched her stomach and cringed as the baby kicked something potentially vital inside her. Upon noticing the men’s room just down the hall, she grinned and headed that way. Victoria opened the door a crack and found the room empty. She rushed toward the stall.
Back at the table, Dale continued, “…we use sticks and a small round ball. There’s a goalie, so I guess it’s a little like soccer too…” He turned his head to glance at Jeff and punctuated the line with a roll of the eyes, which Lisa couldn’t see.
Lisa said, “Wow, I’d love to come watch you play sometime.”
“Awesome,” Dale said, his statement dripping with sarcasm.
Jeff watched as Lisa frowned. He glared at Dale once again. Dale ignored him and said, “I’m going to take a piss.”
Dale took off toward the restrooms, and Jeff gave Lisa an apologetic smile. “Excuse me a second. I’ll be…”
Confused, Lisa watched as he rushed off to follow his friend.
In the men’s room, Victoria was pulling up her underwear when she heard the door open. Standing frozen, she recognized Dale’s voice when he said, “I’m serious. Get the hell away from me.”
Next she heard Jeff’s voice as he said, “Why are you being such a douche bag? Be nice. You’re going to fuck this up for me.”
“Dude, she’s never going to let you fuck her.”
“She will.”
Victoria straightened her skirt. She covered her mouth to keep from laughing out loud. The boys began peeing like racehorses as they stood side-by-side at the urinals.
“I can’t believe you talked me into this… and over a stupid two-hundred-dollar bet.”
“Chase was bragging about nailing her and told me I had no chance. I had to take the bet.”
Victoria’s mouth shot open. She gasped silently as she thought, Chase… that bastard!
“Chase said she gives the best head,” Jeff added.
Victoria widened her eyes but then thought, I do give amazing head. She grimaced, though, when it occurred to her that Chase wouldn’t know firsthand, since he’d never had the pleasure.
She listened as Jeff asked, “What the hell is wrong with Lisa? She’s kinda cute.”
“I wouldn’t fuck her with your dick.”
Upon hearing Dale’s reply, Victoria’s jaw dropped.
Jeff scoffed. “She’s not that bad. Nobody’s saying you need to take her to homecoming. Just be nice to her.”
“All right… if she’s lucky, I’ll let her suck me off.”
“That’s it. After you blow your load, you can go back to treating her like shit.”
“Alight, maybe.” Dale let out a huge sigh. He backed away from the urinal, without flushing and then zipped up.
Jeff glanced at him. “Now, Victoria… she’s got some great tits. Plus, I’ve always wanted to nail a pregnant chick.”
“You’d better watch out. I’m pretty sure milk is going shoot out of those things when you start messing with them.”
Victoria quietly took a step backward. She listened as Jeff zipped up and peeked through the opening to watch both young men as they walked out of the restroom without visiting the sink. She wasn’t sure if she was more upset about their callous attitudes toward women or their blatant disregard for basic general hygiene. Either way, she figured these boys needed to be taught a lesson, probably two.
Victoria flushed, washed her hands thoroughly, and slipped from the restroom without being detected. Moving to the end of the hall, she pulled out her phone. First, she sent Lisa a text message:
These guys are complete assholes. I overheard them talking… Don’t let them know we know. When I get back, follow my lead.
Next she dialed her friend in the police force and Jillian’s neighbor, officer Williams. He took the call and told her he was on duty but currently on his dinner break. Victoria told him the story, and they quickly assembled a plan. He was more than happy to help.
Victoria returned to the table wearing a bright smile.
“We were staring to worry about you,” Jeff quipped.
Lisa gave her a concerned look. Victoria returned a quick wink and then turned her attention to Jeff. She opened her mouth slightly and ran her tongue around her lips sensually. “Jeff, you know I’ve been thinking a lot about what you said.”
“Which thing?”
“The sex and pregnant women… thing.”
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“Really.”
“I want you to show me how good it can be.”
“I can definitely do that.” Jeff smiled. He shared a look with Dale as Victoria kicked Lisa lightly under the table.
Lisa returned a “what the hell was that for” look, and Victoria returned a wide-eyed stare, which screamed, “Say something!” as she motioned her head toward Dale.
Dale took a big sip of his beer as Lisa stammered, “Dale so, maybe you can impregnate me so that you can, uh, show me, too, how good sex is for a pregnant woman.”
Nearly choking, he stared at Lisa, horrified. Victoria kicked her under the table, this time hard.
“Ouch,” Lisa called out. Then she painted on a sexy smile. “I mean, let’s show them you don’t need to be all pregnant to have amazing sex.”
Dale glanced over to Jeff nervously and then returned his gaze to Lisa. “Um, yeah… sure.”
Victoria raised her eyebrows. “Let’s get out of here.”
6
Minutes later, Victoria drove with Jeff in the passenger seat and Lisa and Dale in the back. She put her hand on Jeff’s thigh. “Is it okay if I give you a blowjob first?”
He scoffed. “Sure.”
“I really feel like having a cock in my mouth. It’s been so long.”
Lisa sat in the back with her hands at her sides, unsure whether she should make a similar comment. While going over possible statements in her mind, she rolled her eyes at her first idea and then shook her head at the second thought to cross her mind. Then on her third attempt, she figured she’d finally come up with the perfect line.
Lisa smiled, but just as she opened her mouth, Victoria yelled out, “Oh my God. It’s my elementary school.”
Everyone else in the car looked at her like she was nuts as she squealed wheels into the parking lot and slammed on the brakes near the playground. The playground featured a large set of swings capped on both sides with a giant slide and tower combination.
She turned to Jeff. “When I was in seventh grade, my first ever boyfriend brought me here one night.” Victoria pointed toward the playground. “I went down on him right up on top of that slide.”
