The Voyages of Luscious Lucy Ch. 01

"You're not a lesbian, are you?" I asked.

"Of course not, but a woman can get me just as hot as a big hung stud does." She declared. "Think about it. You like it when a woman sucks you off, don't you?"

"Sure," I said.

"Well, I like it when a woman sucks me off too." She stated. "And on most occasions, she does a better job than a guy does. Because the guy is interested in other things and not how he's making the woman feel. But I still gotta have a hard cock in me on a regular basis, or I get crabby!"

I could feel Velda's stocking clad foot rubbing on my leg under the table. Velda smelled great too. Like fresh daisies. I was staring at her face when she looked at me. She looked me right in the eye.

"Maureen told me all about you," She said, softly. "She loved you intensely. But she had other needs. She had to be the dominate one in the relationship and she couldn't be that with you. That's why she and I started up. She could control me. I didn't care, but I didn't love her. She just made me feel good when we were together. When the boat came, we came here instead of going to my place. She never liked that much, because it was mine. This was hers and what she said went."

"Sounds kinky to me," I said.

"Oh, it was sometimes," She continued. "Especially when she would bring a guy or two around for a group session. She loved taking it from the front and back at the same time. And she loved it when she could watch me or whoever else getting fucked, or sucking some dude off and sharing his cum with her afterwards. She was a real wild chick. I'm gonna miss the action."

"What about the girl over there?" I asked.

"She made the mistake of falling for Maureen," Velda said. "She'd get jealous when Maureen would screw somebody else in front of her. Or make her do somebody else. But Maureen was the boss and Deborah did as she was told, or paid the consequences."

"Such as?" I quizzed.

"If Deborah would complain, Maureen would make her do all sorts of degrading things," Velda recalled. "I remember once when she said something about Maureen bringing a couple of guys there one night. I was ready for anything, but Deborah wanted to be with her alone. I was even in the way she told me. Maureen got really steamed and made her take both of the guys on at the same time. Then she made her eat me out and sit there while she sucked them both off and made her swallow their cum after she passed it from her mouth to Deb's. Deborah never made that mistake again."

"Maureen could be a trifle demanding at times," I added. "Does Peacock know about all this?"

"Arthur doesn't know shit!" Velda insisted. "He knew his sweet little niece was a tramp, but he doesn't know about me or most of the other sordid things she was up to. I kept Maureen insulated from him as best I could. I do little things for the boss, now and then, to keep his mind off the unimportant stuff that might upset him."

"You mean like a quick blow job so he'll give you the afternoon off?" I chided.

"Whatever it takes," She giggled. "He says his wife doesn't do that."

"I'm sure, and you must just hate it," I returned.

She shrugged. Miss congeniality with the jaw full of gum wandered back up to our table and I ordered another round. She was a little friendlier this time around, and even smiled once. I watched her walk away. An old friend of mine from Mayport named Dave would call her a "Real Stem-winder", by the way her hips rolled under her tight shorts. I chuckled to my self.

"You like that?" Velda inquired.

"Naw, just thinking about an old bass player buddy of mine form Mayport," I answered. "He'd have made a comment about the way her ass moves when she walks."

"Oh?" She asked. "And?"

"Nothing, really," I mused. "He likes to watch 'em walking away. Says there's beauty in the way a woman's butt moves when she walks. I think he might be right."

"You men are strange animals," Velda observed. "But what would we do without you?"

"You're so right, Sweetness," I said. "Now let's go have a look at my new boat!"