Nikki And I Pt 02

After our kiss, I felt more comfortable with Nikki and I being a couple after all. We finished our shower, dried off, and got ready to go out with Scott & Sheryl. All four of us piled into Scott & Sheryl's Mercedes and headed for the restaurant, arriving shortly after 7 PM. The hostess told us our table would take about 10 minutes to be ready but that was okay, so we sat down in the waiting area. Not long after we sat down, Nikki took my hand and said: "Thank you for taking me in. I think I'd be in terrible shape otherwise."

"How so?" I asked.

"Well, I think the guys from last night would've found me and done worse things to me. They could've killed me!"

I thought Nikki was exaggerating but she then got a call on her phone. It was the police, who told her the four suspects from the previous night had been arrested and charged with misdemeanor assault. Nikki thanked the police and hung up, throwing herself on me again and whispering the good news in my ear. "I'm so glad they're in custody," she said as a single tear streamed down from her right eye and it was then I knew Nikki had been truly fearful of the men who assaulted her; perhaps they would've further abused or even killed her if she hadn't shown up at my house. I handed her a tissue and she dried the tear as the hostess called us for our table.

We were then seated and given our menus, which we were looking over when Nikki put her hand on my leg. "Words can't describe how grateful I am to have met you," she told me as I turned toward her, "so I'd like to show you how grateful when we get home. Is that okay with you?" Not knowing what Nikki had in store for me, I said it was okay as to not hurt her feelings; little did I know her plans would solidify our relationship. In the meantime, the four of us had dinner and Scott proposed a toast.

"To a new future in business and in life," he said. After dinner, Sheryl then suggested desserts for sharing; my sweet tooth surely couldn't resist that. Sheryl & Scott shared a slice of cheesecake while Nikki & I dug into the restaurant's signature dessert for two: the O.M.G. Hot Fudge Sundae. After dessert, Scott paid the bill and we all stumbled out to the car (due to eating so much and not drinking by the way.) We drove home and went inside, excited to enjoy our weekend. Nikki had to balance on me because of how full she was but when we got inside, she asked me if I was ready.

"Ready for what?" I asked.

"Me!" Nikki replied, "I'm gonna do you in ways you probably haven't been done before." She then kicked her shoes off and started stripping. When she got to her underwear, I asked Nikki if she meant sex. "Oh, of course, this will be my sexual healing from last night's atrocities," she replied. This was right out of nowhere for me; Nikki and I had only known each other for a little over 24 hours and already, she was talking about sex.

"Are you sure, Nikki? We've only known each other for one day," I said.

"Of course I am," Nikki replied, whipping her bra off, "I said I trust you with my body, now I think you should know you can trust me with your body." With nothing to lose, I decided to seize this opportunity and began to undress as well. Nikki unbelted and removed my pants after I got my shirt off. She then lowered my boxer shorts and took in the sight of my cock: "It's just as beautiful as I remembered it in the shower earlier," she said. Once I was naked, Nikki removed her panties and led me to the bedroom, where she lowered the blinds and locked the bedroom door. "We'll start with you on top," she said as she put a condom on me, "then I'll get on top after about 10 minutes, what do you say?"

"Lay down is what I say," I replied with a smile on my face. Nikki pulled the covers back, laid down on the bed, spread her legs, and invited me in (so to speak.) I slipped myself into Nikki, she wrapped her legs around my hips, and we began; slow at first, then increasing speed as we went along. Nikki put her arms around my neck and gently pulled me down towards her, where she kissed my lips so sensually, I felt the world standstill. After the first 10 minutes of me on top, Nikki had me lay down on the bed, straddled me, put my cock back into her pussy, and rode me like a wild mustang. This went on for another 20 minutes, with both of us moaning in ecstasy the whole time.

At one point while she was on top, Nikki leaned back and touched her head to my feet. That move seemed to intensify our coitus because after she sat back up, she told me to keep going. "I'm about to cum, baby, don't wimp out on me now!" she moaned. Knowing I was close to cumming too, I pulled out all the stops and railed Nikki as if my cock was the piston of an engine and her pussy was the piston shaft. No sooner had I begun that did Nikki begin to scream. The next thing I knew, I felt myself cum into the condom and a stream of fluid shot out, seemingly from Nikki's pussy, and soaked my chest down.

After a few moments, Nikki lowered herself onto me with a smile on her face and kissed my neck & chest. "You got me to orgasm," she said, "that's what all that stuff that came out of me was. I didn't pee on you; let me make that clear."

"Wait, your pussy leaks when you orgasm?" I asked.

"Yes, I can female ejaculate, or "squirt" as some like to call it. Not all girls & women can squirt, but I can. I'm a rare kind of girl." Nikki then pulled my cock out of her pussy and laid down next to me on the bed. "The last time I squirted," she continued, "was about a year and a half ago. I've squirted more times, but not that intensely. A big part of it is how the guy fucks the girl. If he doesn't fuck her well, the squirt is diminished, while if he fucks her well, the squirt is a mini firehose. You fall into the latter category, and I feel that's something to be proud of."

"I sure am proud of that Nikki," I said. "I don't think I've ever had a girl say that." She laughed, removed the condom and went to the bathroom to throw it away. She then turned the shower and said it was time for us to clean up so we could go to bed. I followed her into the bathroom, where we stepped into the shower and began washing off. At one point, Nikki kissed me again and we began making out under the running shower, just as we had done before going out to dinner. After a few minutes of making out, we finished our second shower, dried off, put our pajamas on, and changed the wet sheets on the bed (Nikki said she couldn't sleep in her ejaculation fluid.)

With the fresh sheets on the bed, Nikki and I crawled into bed to catch some Zs. But we weren't tired enough to sleep at the moment, so we began talking about past relationships of ours. I told Nikki of the time I lost my virginity, my first orgasm, and my one ex-girlfriend who was shall we say a little bit clingy. Nikki asked if she was too clingy for me, to which I said she wasn't: "And if you were, I'd understand why; you need someone with you to feel safe," I explained. "My ex didn't want me out of her sight for no apparent reason." Nikki then told me of her life as an escort, from the simple sex to the crazy requests some clients gave her.

"One guy wanted to fuck me while I was dressed as a cheerleader," she said, "while another wanted us to keep out clothes on the whole time; he just unzipped his fly and railed me through his jeans." At some point, the conversation turned to why Nikki became an escort. "I started as a stripper to pay my way through college," she said, "but because I like having sex, I decided to try the escort business. It was love at first fuck, and the money was just too good for me." What Nikki had to say next though was to change the light-hearted mood of the conversation. "After what happened to me last night, I'm getting out of the escort business.

She continued: "Clients have threatened violence, but never harmed me until last night. How a human can do that to another human is beyond me. I don't think I need to be an escort anymore."

"What will you do next?" I asked.

"I guess I'll put my English degree to use," Nikki replied, "I'm sure I can find a job through that. In the meantime, I know I got you to lean on, and that's all that counts." She then wrapped her arms around me and said: "Thank you again for taking me in. I'd probably be in the hospital or the morgue otherwise." With that, we cuddled for close to 15 minutes. Nikki clutched my head right to her tits and asked: "How do those feel?" after those 15 minutes.

"Like the best pillows I could imagine," I replied, "very soft and inviting." Hearing that, Nikki pulled her shirt up and gently pressed my face into her tits, saying I could lick her nipples if I liked. I did so, enjoying the taste of Nikki's nips and tit skin all the while. "Lick 'em as long as you like," she said at one point, "nothing comforts me more than a guy I trust licking my tits and/or nipples; it lets me know he trusts me as much as I trust him." After 15 minutes of licking, I pulled away and told Nikki I was ready to sleep. She pulled her shirt back down, pulled me against the side of her body, and we both dozed off to sleep.

That was the best night's sleep I had for some time and Nikki holding me so close to her might've helped. In the light of morning, I kissed her nose to wake her up; she opened her eyes and smiled as she kissed my lips. When she asked me how I slept, I remembered I slept also great with Nikki at my side on our first night together - when she first showed up at my door in distress. I decided to tell her how well I slept in her company. "Aww, that's so sweet," she said as she hugged me, "I'm like your living teddy bear or security blanket. I like that you sleep better with me, let's snooze a little more since it's Saturday."

We kissed once again and fell back asleep; I dreamt we were sitting on a grassy field this time. After about another hour, we woke up for real and I made us a late breakfast of coffee, eggs, and bacon, which Nikki and I fed each other. It was now I realized I was happy with Nikki as my girlfriend: she trusted me, she was great under the covers (whether we were banging or just cuddling,) and she genuinely cared about me as I did her. I knew our relationship was only going up from here as we sat down on the couch to watch TV.

To be continued.