Nikki

NIKKI by Sean M.

I got a strange phone call the other day. I was just getting in from work and was unlocking my front door, when I noticed my phone was ringing. I rushed inside and picked up the receiver. By the time I answered, my answering machine had kicked in.

"Hang on a second", I said, as I reached over and pressed stop on the recorder.

"Okay, Hello?" I said.

There was this really seductive female voice on the other end.

"Hi...is this Sean?"

"Uh...yeah...who is this?" I asked.

"This is Nikki...and I want you inside of me".

Was this a prank or for real? I didn't know what to say so I asked, "Do I know you?"

"In a way... you fantasize about me alot", said the mysterious voice.

I knew then there was something definitely wrong. The last female I'd fantasized about was back in 7th grade...and I know this couldn't have been her because she was killed in a car wreck the night we graduated.

"Well what do you want from me?" I asked.

"I want your cum. I want you to do bad things to me".

I was worried now. I was getting a semi hardon from listening to her talk dirty...and I didn't know why.

I began to scan my brain of who it might be. The only females I associate with are the bitches at work and most of them are old dried up bitches that have probably never had sex. Plus the voice on the phone sounded young.

"Well, tell me about yourself". I said, hoping to get some kind of idea of who it was.

"I'm 28, blonde hair, blue eyes, great body, and a tight wet cunt that needs your attention.

"Well can I call you back? I just got in from work and I've got a million things to do".

"Ummmm, I'd better call YOU back".

"I don't know when I'll be available. Let me call you". I said, taking a chance on getting her number so I could look it up in the directory we use at work for finding bad check writers.

"Okay", said the voice as she gave me her number.

I jotted it down and sat it by the phone.

"You promise to call me tonight?" said the voice.

"Yeah, I promise".

"Goodbye handsome".

"Bye Bye". I said, hanging up the receiver.

This was too weird. Why would some erotic sounding female be calling me? Was it someone I went to high school with? I just couldn't imagine.

Around 8:30, I snatched up the piece of paper with her number and walked out to my car heading back to work. When I arrived, I walked into the office and began thumbing through the directory. It lists numbers by their prefix and I was searching for the last four digits. I finally found it and looked out beside it for the name. It read, "JONES".

"Shit!", I thought... the only Jones I know was my roommate, Drake. Who the hell was this chick that had called me?

I closed the book and drove back home. Once I was back inside my apartment, I immediately looked through Drake's address book for any number that resembled the one I'd jotted down. I turned to the J's and, "BINGO". There it was. I had no idea who it was. I wrote the name down above the number on my piece of paper and waited for Drake to get home.

Around 11pm, Drake walked in the door. I about broke my neck trying to get to him.

"Do you know a Laura Jones?" I asked trying to sound calm.

"My sister, why?"

"No reason. I just didn't know you had a sister".

"Did she call or something?"

"No", I quickly thought, "I was looking for Dan's number in your address book and found hers. And I didn't know who she was. I thought you were going straight on me".

"Fuck, no!!", Drake said, hanging his keys up on the nail next to the door.

"What did you need Dan's number for?" Drake questioned.

Ooops!, I thought, get out of this one, Sean. I quickly thought and said, "I needed to know if he could get us some dope and was going to call him."

"Did you get some?" Drake said in anticipation.

"No, I called but no one was home", I lied.

"Hell, he's probably doin' time now anyway".

"Probably". I answered as I took a deep breath and let out a sigh of relief.

"I'm goin' back to my room to use the phone. I'll let you know when I'm off". I said.

"Okay". Drake said.

I went back to my room and locked the door. I sat down on my bed and nervously dialed the phone.

After several rings, someone picked up.

"Hello?" said the woman's silent voice.

"Nikki? This is Sean. What's up?"

"Nothin'... but I wish you were... and were here".

I smiled, knowing who she was. "You still want me inside you?"

"Yeah?".

"Did Drake put you up to this?" I asked, rather bluntly.

There was a long pause then she said, "No... Drake who?"

I was having a good time with this and said, "Your brother".

There was an even longer pause before she said, "I don't have a brother".

"Well according to the Directory, your number is the exact same number as Drake Jones' sister and he's my roommate". I said, listening to the phone go silent with the muffled sounds of a hand covering the mouthpiece. There was talking in the background and I heard what sounded to be a male voice.

After several minutes of me saying, "hello?", while the persons on the other end conversed, the female voice came back and began to talk normal.

"Hi Sean, this is Laura...Drake's sister".

"I know", I said confidently.

"Listen, you cannot tell Drake I called. I need to talk to you and was wondering if you could talk right now cause Drake should be getting home any minute now".

"Yeah, Drake's already here and he knows I'm on the phone...so it's cool".

"Does he know you're talking to me?" asked Laura.

"No".

"Ahhhhmm, I really don't know where to start. I....we... I have something to ask you... and I don't know how", Laura stuttered.

"Well just ask me", I said.

"Okay... now this is going to be right to the point....". Laura said.

"Go for it", I replied.

"I'm dating this guy, right. And we've been dating for three years. And lately we've been talking about our fantasies... and.... and...".

I interrupted, "AND????"

"And... one of my fantasies is to watch my boyfriend have sex with another guy. And it just so happens that one of HIS fantasies is to have sex with another guy".

"And you want me to be 'the other guy'." I said, sounding condescending.

"Well, yeah".

"Why me?" I asked.

"Because I've seen a picture of you and I think you could do a good job on him".

"Well how old is he and what does he look like?", I asked.

"He's my age...I'm really 21. And he has black hair, brown eyes and a pretty nice sized dick".

"How big?" I asked, trying not to sound like it mattered but was curious.

"I don't know... probably 9 or 10 inches".

I almost choked at the thought of something that big but then realized she was probably lying.

"Hmmm, does Drake know about this?"

"Yeah, kind of... he's the one that suggested you. I knew it had to be someone that was gay and since Drake isn't gay and he said you were, I felt like you'd be willing to do it. Plus he said you were always horny".

"I didn't know whether to agree or get pissed off at Drake".

"So he's outing me to his family?"

"No, he just said you like to fuck guys all the time".

"I don't know... I don't even know y'all".

"Well can we meet? Maybe you can come over for dinner and meet us. We don't have to do anything if you don't want to but at least come meet us so we can talk about it".

I sat in a daze trying to decide what this would be like. I was getting a hardon just thinking about it.

"When?"

"How bout tomorrow night?", she said.

"What time?", I asked.

"Six thirty?" she answered.

"How bout seven?" I replied.

"Okay. That sounds great. There'll be plenty of beer and alcohol if you need it". Laura said.

"I'll need it. This is too weird", I said.

"Yeah, I know. But we would really appreciate it.

She gave me directions to her apartment and told me to call if I got lost.

"Well I'll see you tomorrow night around seven". I said.

"Okay. Thank you very very much".

"Bye"

"Bye"

We hung up the phone and I sat there awhile trying to think of a way to keep it from Drake. I didn't want to go into the other room and go off on him about outting me to his sister. I felt like it was better that I stay in my room and chill. I kept thinking about what she had said, "since Drake isn't gay and he said you were". It wasn't a good time to go into the other room.

The next day at work flew by. I was unbelievably busy and luckily, didn't have much time to think about it. Around 5:30, I went home. I took a shower and got dressed in a pair of jeans and a polo. I had thirty minutes to kill and became nervous as hell. What if this was a setup? What in the hell was I doing?

Around 10 til 7, I left. I had a fairly good idea where she lived but finding the actual apartment number was going to be a task.

I drove to her apartment complex and found hers with no problem. I took a deep breath and got out of my car. My heart was skipping beats as I made my way to her door. I walked up and made sure it WAS 37C. I knocked and I soon heard her unlocking the deadbolt and chain. The door opened and I was greeted by a girl that was definitely Drake's sister. She had the same features, only smoother... and a body of death (for a fish).

"Hi, I'm Sean". I said, trying to flash MY SMILE at her.

She grinned from ear to ear and said, "Come on in. Want a beer?"

I walked in and asked, "You got something stronger?"

"Tequila chasers with beer?"

It sounded like what I needed. "Sure".

I followed her to the kitchen while she poured several shot glasses of Tequila. She went to the refrigerator and pulled out a long neck bottle of Miller lite. She popped the top and handed it to me along with the shot of Tequila. I turned the shot glass up and chugged half the beer down. I thought of the consequences of drinking on an empty stomach but needed something to calm my nerves.

Before I knew it, I was buzzin' big time. I'd had five shots of Tequila and four beers. Even my speech was slurring as I sat on a barstool next to the kitchen. We talked mainly about Drake and her boyfriend.

"Where is he?" I asked.

"He's taking a shower. He'll be out any minute now".

About that time, something caught my eye. It was him. He was about 6 feet 5 inches tall. Probably weighed 170 and was very lean and muscular. My jaw almost hit the floor. I was now 100% interested. The only thing I could think of was what everybody says about tall people and their dick sizes. His hair was jet black and straight. He had dark brown eyes and was beautiful.

"Hi, I'mmm Sean". I slurred.

"Sean? I'm Brad... good to finally meet you".

"Good to meet you too", I said as we shook hands.

Dinner went smoothly. It was good to have something to absorb the alcohol. I was totally wasted by the time we ate.

Afterwards, we sat around listening to music and talked.

"So... what brings me here?" I asked, trying to get things going.

Laura spoke first... explaining that several months ago they were talking about certain fantasies they had. And, to make a long story short, he told her he'd like to have sex with another guy while she watched. She said it hit her like a ton of bricks when he told her that since her main fantasy was to watch him have sex with another guy. She'd already told him one fantasy of her's and wasn't going to mention this fantasy since she thought he'd think she was crazy.

After he told her his fantasy, Brad said she screamed and jumped up on his lap to hug him. "That's when she told me she wanted to see me have sex with another guy".

Laura interrupted, saying they began trying to think of guys they could do it with. They knew about me through Drake and had even asked Drake if I'd do it. Drake told them I probably would. This was about the time Drake and I had moved in together. Laura said it took her a long time to get up the courage to call me and wasn't expecting me to do it.

We talked about other things like work, family, music, drugs, and lastly sex. They told me some things they'd done and seemed to be very kinky. In fact, to be two years older than me, they were two twisted sex-crazed individuals...and I thought I was bad. They talked about bondage, dominance, and shit like that... something that never had appealed to me was suddenly interesting me more than I wanted to admit. I gave them a brief synopsis of my sex life and downplayed it a bit. I refrained from telling them about my interest in younger guys but did tell them some stories about High School.

I guess it was about 10:30, when I realized I was drunk out of my skull. I knew I had to go to work in the morning but was getting really excited by the long distant stares Brad was giving me from across the room. He was watching Laura and as soon as she'd turn her head or leave the room, he would stare and smile. His pearly white teeth were perfect and at one point noticed his huge bulge in his pants. I think he knew I was looking because when he came back into the room from the bathroom, he'd obviously repositioned his dick to where I could see it darting up towards the pocket of his jeans.

I got up and staggered to the bathroom and took a piss. While I was finishing up, I heard whispering in the living room. When I walked out of the bathroom, the lights had been turned down and I was having trouble seeing. The only light on was the kitchen light and it wasn't even visible from the living room. I could barely make out their faces as they sat on one end of the sofa kissing.

I walked back into the room and sat down on the love seat next to where they were sitting. I was unbelievably calm and was enjoying seeing them kiss. As my eyes focused on the two of them, I could see their tongues darting in and out of each other's mouth. They really started going at it when they realized I was watching.

I was a little worried that my dick was still soft as cotton at this point. What if I couldn't get it up? What had the Tequila done to me?

I watched closely as their hands explored every inch of each other. I felt a surge in my dick when I watched Laura unzip Brad's pants. It was about to be unveiled and I was going to be close enough to get a good view. From where I was sitting, they were on the opposite end of the couch.

I noticed the bright white material of Brad's underwear and knew his meat was soon to be released. While they frenched, I could see Brad opening his eyes and looking over at me. I didn't know if I should get up and move next to them or let them make the first move so I stayed put and enjoyed the show.

Laura's panties were coming off and Brad's jeans were down around his knees. I could feel my heart beating and my breaths were getting shorter and shorter. All of a sudden their bodies moved and fell horizontally down on the sofa. Their heads were about two feet from me now. They frenched for several minutes more before I saw Brad's hand easing over the arm rests of the sofa and love seat. He stretched even further and soon was blindly feeling for my crotch. I moved to where he could find it and he started massaging my hard-on. It felt strange having a "straight" guy manhandle my rod but I was on the verge of whipping it out and letting him do whatever he wanted.

Then it happened. Laura pulled the wasteband of Brad's underwear down and was slowly beating him off. "HOLY FUCK!!!", I thought as I saw the sillouette of his GIGANTIC pole swaying in the kitchen glare. Ten inches my ass...more like twelve...of course, dimly lit rooms can be deceiving. I was ready once and for all and started rubbing my hand up and down Brad's groping arm. He reached up and began pulling my shirt out of my jeans, sliding his warm hands up my stomach to find my nipples. Brad knew just what to do. He squeezed my tits for several minutes then quickly moved his hands down to unzip my jeans. His hand was frantically roaming the inside of my jeans searching to find the elastic band of my briefs. The second his strong warm hands found my bare pole, I leaned over towards his face. He pulled away from Laura and rose up to kiss me. His tongue immediately piercing it's way between my lips. Not only did Brad have a long dick but he had a tongue to match. I closed my eyes and was deep throat kissing Brad, while running my hands over his face. This went on for a while before I realized Laura was not lying next to Brad any longer. Without parting our lips, I moved off the sofa and crawled over next to Brad. He was still lying on his back on the sofa with half of his dick sticking out the top of his jockeys.

My hands roamed underneath his shirt and was pleasantly surprised to find no hair. Only ripples among ripples of tight bare skin. There was a small tuft of hair down around his belly button but that was expected. I was now going strictly on touch since I still had my eyes closed and Brad's tongue half way down my throat. His left hand was strategically trying to push my jeans down with no luck. Unfortunately, I'd worn a pair of my tightest jeans I had and they were'nt budging. After struggling for several minutes, I felt them magically slide down towards the floor. Laura had walked back into the picture and pushed them down.

So now I was kneeling down next to the sofa kissing Brad. My jeans were around my knees and I was still in my underwear. Brad's left hand was reaching up over his body and stroking my dick inside my underwear. I was still feeling every square inch of his strong torsoe when he let go of my dick long enough to grab my hand and put it on his rock hard shaft. My hand felt like it had shrunk. His meat was inhumanly large. With my fist buried around the base of his shaft there was at least five inches still exposed. I wanted so bad to lean down and suck him off but his tongue was too powerfull. He was tasting every square inch of my mouth and I was trying to do the same to him.

Brad stopped kissing me and moved up to tongue my ear. In between tongue lashings, he whispered to me and told me to take off my clothes. I stood up and began lowering my jeans down to my feet and on to the floor while pulling my shirt off over my head. I was now standing in front of him in my underwear and he was reaching up to pull them down. Now I was completely naked. While I was getting undressed Brad was doing the same. He was stretched out totally nude and I could finally see his dick in proportion to his body. He was a freak of nature. I smiled down at his massive root then quickly felt myself being pulled down onto him. Brad and I engaged in a 69 and I began something that was a little harder than driving a Buick into my mouth. I secretly measured Brad's dick by putting my hands around it like I was choking up on a baseball bat. The head was freely sticking out with a little bit of his shaft still exposed. I removed the hand that was closest to his head and took what I could into my mouth. He had the best tasting dick I'd ever had. It was sweaty and smelled kind of musky... like what a man should taste like. I dove deeper until I almost choked.

I concentrated on licking since there was no way I could've deep throated him at this time. I licked the shaft from the base to the end and sucked on the head. I slid my tongue down to his balls and sucked one of his golf ball sized nuts into my mouth. Brad moaned and rocked his hips causing his meat to slide up and down my cheek. I moved my head to the other side of his dick and continued licking the left side of his pole. When I did this, I noticed Laura sitting in the recliner with her hand up her skirt. I closed my eyes to keep from losing my erection and turned my attention back to Brad's muscle. The more I licked...the hornier I got. I was determined to deep throat him but was going to wait awhile. Brad sat up and watched closer as I licked the base of his shaft. He grabbed the hair on the back of my head and began pushing and pulling it up and down the shaft of his dick.

Brad leaned down further and whispered in my ear, "I want you to suck me off". I whispered back, "Okay", as his hand pulled me up and parked my head at the tip of his cock. Before I could open my mouth, he was pressing his rod down my throat. I took about three fourths of it before it caused me to gag. I rose up and told him to take it slow. He let go of my head and laid back on the arm rest. I engulfed his pole down to where I'd been before and slowly inched my way down, relaxing my throat muscles in the process. I heard Brad moan as I felt the head of his dick pass my tonsils and I wasn't stopping until his bush tickled my nose. I was closing my throat muscles tightly around his shaft and I could tell he was enjoying it from the moans of ecstacy coming out of his chest. As the curly hairs of his crotch made contact with my lips and chin, he flexed his dick and I could feel it swell inside my throat. I pulled off of him and caught my breath. I was severely horny now and wanted him to fuck my throat while I hung my head off the sofa. I cleared my throat and said, "I want you to fuck me down my throat".

"How?", Brad said.

"I'll need to lay on my back and hang my head off the side so my throat will open up". I said.

Brad got up and I replaced him on the sofa. This was not going to work. The only way I could do this was if my body was lying in a completely straight line to my head. We tried anyway but had no luck.

Brad suggested we go into the bedroom and Laura interrupted.

"Can't we do it on the floor?"

I spoke up and said, "Yeah, that would probably be better".

I grabbed two pillows off the sofa and placed them on the floor. I strategically laid down with my back on top of the pillows and tilted my head back in the ready position. I could see Brad kneeling above my head and stroking his tool. He was about to murder my throat and at this point, I could care less.

Laura sat back down in the recliner and proceeded to masturbate (something I couldn't watch) as Brad rammed his oversized meat into my chest. Luckily, he took it slow at first then eventually picked up speed. He fucked the back of my throat for the first thirty to forty jabs then began taking longer and longer stabs, finally slamming his pubic bush into my face. He was groaning and every once in awhile would let out a high pitched scream. I was jacking off at warp speed trying to get oxygen with every back thrust of his dick. His body was now in a rigid position and his dick was going straight down my esophagus. I knew if he was to blow his load, I was probably going to drown from his cum in my lungs.

After several hundred thrusts, Brad got on his hands and knees and sucked my dick for the very first time. With the first stab into his mouth, I thought I was going to pop. I was raising my hips off the floor and meeting his mouth. Brad was good. Real good for a "straight guy". I proceeded to fuck upwards towards his mouth as he sporadically crammed his huge dick down my throat. We had a good rhythm going and were both close to slingin' a nut when Brad fell down on his side... then on his back. We continued our 69 suck session for a while before Brad pulled off my dick and said, "I want you to fuck me. Is that alright with you babe?", looking at Laura. Laura was more than happy to speak up.

"Yeah, I told you that was what I wanted to see". Laura said, sliding her skirt down to the floor.

Brad raised his hips off the floor and grabbed one of the pillows to place it under his ass. "Are you wet honey?" Brad called out to Laura.

"You know I am". Laura said.

"Can we use you for lubrication?" Brad asked.

"Yeah, how?" Laura asked.

Brad looked up at me and asked, "Can you fuck her for awhile until your dick is covered with her juice? Then you can fuck me".

I didn't know what to say. It had been years since I'd done this type thing and I didn't know if I would lose my erection or vomit all over her. So I said, "Yeah, I can try".

Laura got up and walked over beside us and laid down. I was still beating off to make sure I wouldn't lose my hard-on. Laura bent her knees up and pulled her pussy lips apart. I knelt down between her legs and guided my poor dick down towards her hole. As it turned out, seeing another guy fuck Laura was something Brad had fantasized about.

I leaned over Laura's limp body as she guided my dick into her wet hole. I closed my eyes tightly as the head of my dick made it's way into her guts. The minute I was all the way in, she reached up and grabbed my ass and pulled me into her. My dick slid easily inside her gaping hole as the entire length of my prick invaded her innards.

"Fuck me. Fuck me harder...harder...harder!!!" Laura screamed.

I did the best I could considering the situation. I plowed her as long as I could without blowing my stash. Even though she was a fish, it still felt great. I quickly pulled out and could feel the cool air mixing with the coat of secretions covering my pole. I quickly turned and faced Brad. He was beating off and had his ass up in the air above the pillow. I rocked back and forth until I was at his asshole. I stuck the slippery tip of my dick at the opening. I poked his puckered muscle and attempted to enter his ass. No luck. He told me to take it slow and I did. The head of my dick slipped inside him and waited for the rest of my shaft to follow. Brad rested with the head of my dick in him then said, "Okay, slowly". I inched in as slow as I could and soon I was half way. "You alright?" I asked. "Yeah, go in some more", Brad said during pants. Soon I was in and had begun fucking him. I picked up speed and leaned over to kiss him. Our tongues were back to there dancing as my dick slipped in and out of his hot hole.

I then realised that Laura was squatting over his head above out darting tongues. I rose up and began plowing Brad's bowels as she lowered her coot onto his mouth. She was rocking back and forth while staring at my body slamming her boyfriend's virgin ass.

"Fuck him Sean!!! Let me see your little ass work him over!!!" Laura screamed, as she mushed her crotch over his lips.

"It's starting to hurt", Brad said, "Fuck her some more".

I lifted my dick out of Brad's tight ass and waited for Laura to lay back and take me inside her. As soon as I felt like my dick was coated well enough, I pulled out and re entered Brad's hole. It was much better.

Laura moved back to his face and I fucked him for a long time until I felt myself about to come.

"I'm about to cum!!!" I announced.

"No, cum on your stomach....we want to watch", Laura said.

I pulled out and fell down on my back with my hand tightly around my shaft. I picked up speed when I noticed both of their heads above my rod. Were they going to eat it? What was going to happen?

I finally reached the edge and exploded an entire two days worth of cum on my stomach and chest. Within seconds, Brad and Laura were slurping up every drop of cum that I'd dispensed on my belly. All I could think of was, "Great, no clean up for me".

I was soon clean as I realized Brad was fucking Laura on their side. She was groaning as she sucked the rest of my load out of the canal of my shaft. She could suck dick pretty good. I was even getting another hard-on from her lips working their magic over my once limp dick. I rose up to watch Brad plunge his hard dick into her wet pussy. I noticed there was no more cum to suck up for her so I moved down and got a closer look at his dick plowing her pussy. I'd never seen anything like this up close and in person so I thought I'd take the opportunity.

Brad was showing off and was really giving it to her. Laura was pinching her clit as he dove in and out of her. She was screaming with a powerful orgasm. It was over. Brad pulled out and began jacking off. I was jacking off again and wanting Brad's dick in my mouth...pussy juice and all. I sucked him off while leaning up on one elbow and worked my dick with the other.

Brad was very close to cumming and so was I. I pulled my mouth off long enough for him to jack himself off and we both came at the same time. His jiz flew everywhere... as did mine.

I sucked the tip of his dick as my orgasm subsided, tasting the last few drops of his seed and the remnants of Laura's pussy juice. We were all exhausted and very satisfied. I got dressed after talking about doing it again and left.

I got home and Drake began asking a thousand questions. I ignored him after appearing pissed and went to bed. I jacked off again thinking about Brad. All I could think about was how much Brad seemed to enjoy tonight's adventure...and how much I did too.

Planning on more of the same..