Nikki Ch. 03

When I got back in the truck, Nikki was all smiles. She planted a warm wet kiss on my cheek and patted my leg, still avoiding my dick. I shrugged into that T-shirt, and naked below its hem, drove the ½ hr to Nikki's house...without incident, luckily. To be sure, I did not speed!

Nikki sat next to me on the bench seat; I got to reach between her legs to operate the stick. So she placed her hand on my leg, her fingers falling so close to my groin but still without touching me! When my hand dropped to her thigh, like I'd ridden with Wendy so many times, she shot me a stern look, but then softened and deigned to allow me that precious, first-of-my-life touch of her leg. When I tried to stroke her leg, she stopped me. One hand on the wheel, then, and the other on her mid-thigh, we drove almost naturally to her house.

I felt humiliated when my penis returned to its flaccid state, with Nikki sitting beside me in the truck. She looked down at it often, but she didn't comment nor even move to touch me. She rested her head on my shoulder and we listened to the radio as I drove—just a normal naked guy taking his best friend's wife back home.

I backed into their driveway where Nikki usually parked, as close to their door as possible. Traffic was light when we got to her house, but they lived on the edge of town on a fairly busy street, and I did not want to get out of the truck! My cock twitched and grew under her lustful gaze and the feel of her hand so close to it and the nerve-wracking prospects of what was about to happen. It bordered on begging, my pleading with her to give me my shorts. But she refused. I told her I wouldn't just run around naked in public, but she just said we'd have to figure something out—and started pushing me out of my truck.

I stood barefoot and naked, except for my T-shirt, on her driveway. Nikki slid over toward me, all smiles as if she'd won, and held out her hand for my shirt. My eyes closed and shaking my head, I finally pulled it off and knew I'd let her conquer me.

Was she even worth all this humiliation? I wondered. She's not going to have sex with me, she probably won't actually be naked so I can see her amazing body. I'd had some fun today, but at what expense? I had fantasized about Nikki for such a long time, and never anything at all like this! If I couldn't even look at her, there was no way that she'd ever let me really savor the taste of her pussy—and it was the thought of the chance of tasting her secret treasure that made my cock hard again as she looked at me, right in her driveway. I wanted to delve into her, to learn her body, and make her swoon from the sensations I could learn to give her!

I offered Nikki my hand; she placed hers in mine and I raised it to my lips. She slid from the truck; there's not a lot of room between a door and a vehicle for both of us, and it had been forever since my cock had touched any part of her body! I pressed into her, pushing her back against my truck, my penis forcing against her belly till her eyes took on that look of apprehension that I'd been feeling all day. Without asking permission this time or her placing my hands, I grabbed her soft and toned cheeks below her short shorts and hoisted her up a few inches so that only those thin shorts kept her prize safe from my cock. "I'm going to ravish you, Nikki! You can't do all of this to me without something happening! You're going to know that I am a man, not some art model. I've let you play your game for awhile, but you listen to me: I'm going to ravish every inch of your body, Nikki!"

Nikki was small compared to me, and at first she was beginning to show fear. Then her face set, and even raised off the ground like she was and pressed backward into my truck, and my painfully hard penis pushing on her forbidden pussy through her shorts—as overpowered as she was, Nikki was strong and it made me lust for her even more! Instead of trying to push me away, Nikki's hands glided up my chest and over my shoulders and encircled my neck, her fingers teasing my hair and my skin. She smiled and her forehead leaned on mine. She squeezed me into herself. My hips flexed and I pressed into her even harder and held her still tighter. My balls were quivering and soon she'd have a mess on her shorts like she'd had on her chest. I couldn't hold back anymore! I thought she would finally kiss me; her lips flitted like a wisp over my cheeks and past my lips, my skin crawled up my back when her hot breath kissed my ear. "Do you want to get inside—" I was nodding my head before she'd even finished speaking—"my house? We're not having sex in my driveway, Art Model! Not in the middle of the day, we're not! Set me down, Stud, and let's go inside." Her voice was so quiet, so relaxed. She sounded happy, but I was feeling anxious and headed toward angry.

I stood in the open door of my truck, obscenely nude in my buddy's driveway, and lusted after his wife as she walked up the few steps to unlock their front door. She swung the door open, stood in the threshold, and beckoned to me with her finger.

I looked at my shorts and T-shirt lying on the seat. I would get dressed and drive back home. Surely she had a friend who would bring her out for her car. I stole one last look at Nikki, and sometimes think that's the one look I should have skipped.

She is beautiful. Her hair shone, her sweat-streaked skin glistened like it had that first morning I had seen her, so long ago in Florida. Her smile radiated, and her eyes were at once warm...and commanding. Her breasts could be mine to enjoy, if I just followed her. Her legs were long, and those shorts hid my reward for pleasing her.

The beckoning finger hadn't budged me yet. Nikki lifted her breasts to her sultry lips again, and then her hands began a playful and slow slide down her slick body...lower...lower. Her hands pressed down on her shorts; her breasts hung and jiggled almost free when she bent over as her hands caressed her own legs—once inside, I could have those legs! Her fingers played at the legs of her shorts, torturing me as her fingers disappeared and she smiled at me. She caressed her ass and slapped herself lightly...and then the fingers of her right hand slid under the waistband of her shorts, and I knew they wouldn't have to go far to get to the prize I wanted!

Nikki was smiling at me. "My pussy is so wet right now, Steve, but you can't have me when you're out there and I'm over...ooohhhh!" she moaned when her fingers reached that treasure. "Ooohhhh! I'm even wetter than I had thought! This is the longest I've ever gone with someone touching my pussy—I don't think I can take any more, Steve!" Her fingers came out of her shorts; slowly, slowly, she raised them toward her mouth and I watched her tongue dart out to meet her fingers, and all the while she looked at me with her alluring and happy eyes.

Her tongue touched her fingers, her smile spread, my balls tightened as if in a vise, her pussy-flavored fingers neared her lips, my penis jumped like a dog who sees his owner, her index finger disappeared and her lips closed around it, the door of my truck slammed and I bounded—no longer caring about my nakedness—across the driveway and up the few steps. Nikki stood between me and the door, and there, on the porch, I grabbed Nikki's hand from her own mouth and placed her index and middle fingers in MY mouth, and knew that I had become hers.

I placed Nikki's fingers in my mouth; our eyes were locked and she stared into me, her smile broad, inviting, knowing...and possessive.

And as reward for coming to her, I savored my first exquisite taste of the nectar of Nikki's pussy!

"Your very first taste of pussy!" Nikki's voice was honey. I nodded, pressing my body toward hers, and she let me. The multiple sensations, so new, so fast, were rapidly overcoming me. "That can be your very first taste of MY pussy, Steve." She took a partial step back, now she was inside her house and I was at the door; still I held her fingers in my mouth, sucking the last of her flavor from them. Her voice was soft, seductive, suggestive...strong.

"Come on in..."