Getting the Band Back Together

Vicki and I had split up and she moved to Queensland. Whenever I was in Brisbane on business I would try and catch up with her and other times we would have an occasional phone call. This went on for years as we both burned through other relationships.

After my latest breakup, I rang her one night. With the conversation quickly turning to our sexual adventures things got steamier as we revisited the past and learnt about each others exploits prior to meeting. Vicki told me that when she was studying she didn't have time for dating so she and a girlfriend would go to a disco on a Saturday night, pick up a couple of guys and then go back to one of the guys' houses where they would fuck them and leave.

She told me that when we met she had a portfolio of nine guys to help scratch her regular itch. This did not surprise me, as the first time we fucked at her place I had noticed a very large bottle of lube by her bed. I thought at the time that this suggested there was quite a bit of traffic coming through. I told her of my ten years of teaching and a couple of staff rooms that provided eleven women keen to help out by sitting on my cock. She told me about being fucked in a high-rise lift in the city and I told her about a woman my then partner and I had invited over for a threesome. At the end of the night I walked her to her car. It was summer and warm and I was naked apart from a towel thrown over my shoulder. She had parked her car in the driveway but blocking the footpath. I looked up and down the street, saw nobody and bent her over the bonnet, sliding my cock into her very wet cunt and fucking her one last time on the street where I live.

It was great to know that Vicki and I were both on our own paths to sluttiness before we met, and on meeting the path widened and became sluttier.

She told me of her time on the Sunshine Coast. She said she had run into Surfer Boy in the streets of Noosa. This was a guy she had played with some years earlier at a sex party on the Sunshine Coast. He told her he was keen for another round. She told him to get a hotel room, so he did and Vicki did him.

She told me that Dan, a guy we had played with regularly in Melbourne, had moved to the Gold Coast. He called her and invited her to stay with him for five days. One night they went out to dinner, she was wearing a short backless dress, fuck-me stilettos and no underwear. She fancied their waiter, so she asked him if he would like to go back to Dan's place with them when he had finished his shift. The waiter looked at Dan who told him: “She means it!”
The three of them returned to Dan's apartment. Vicki climbed on to the bed wearing only the fuck-me stilettos and spent the night rotating from one cock to the other.

In order to keep a regular supply of cock coming she had joined the Ashley Madison website and ended up with three guys who she would fuck at regular intervals.

Our phone calls became a regular nightly thing as every night's revelations churned in the brain during the day to provide new questions and avenues to investigate the following night. One night I rang her and said: “I want to come up there and fuck you for four days!” She said:“OK”.
So I did.

During the four days of fucking on the Sunshine Coast we decided that we should give our relationship another shot, to see if we can get it right this time. She decided to come to Melbourne for ten days for a test run. The ten days overlapped the June Saints & Sinners Ball and I suggested we go, saying it would be fun to fuck in public once again.

We got to Saints & Sinners and stripped down, Vicki in her black leather corset that left her breasts
and wet pussy exposed and accessible, black stay-up stockings with thigh-high black leather stiletto boots. I wore a black waistcoat and black leather chaps and boots, with my cock swinging in the breeze.

First things first, we went down to the bottom level and fucked on the beanbags by the dance floor. When we were done, we wandered around looking for familiar faces. As we walked through the area where traditionally a lot of fucking happens, Vicki in front of me, a naked guy approached her and said: “Have you come to play?” Response: “Yes”. She bent over one of the leather benches and presented her wet cunt. I watched as the guy put on a condom and slid his cock into her. My thought: “There's no point having that conversation about whether we resume swinging again!” When he had finished fucking her, she stayed in the position as I slid my cock into her just-fucked cunt. We spent the rest of the evening fucking in as many different places as we could find.