"Are you kidding me?" I told Niki! Whoa! This was too much to handle.
"Now James, I know it sounds kinky and weird, but would you do this for me? Puulllleeeeeaaaaassseeeee?"
"But Niki ..."
"Please James? I would be forever indebted to you. Puleeaase?"
Shit! How can I refuse her?
"Niki ..." I replied with a worried look, "this is going to be embarrassing. Really embarrassing."
"Oh James!" she smiled and pranced around and clapped her hands. "Thank you! Thank you!" she screamed before she launched herself at me and gave me a quick, hard kiss before I could back down.
"Wait! I haven't said yes." Or at least I don't think I said yes.
"Jaaaammeeesssss, please? For me? Just this once?" she said as she looked at me with her sad puppy dog eyes. She knows that I can't resist her when she does that.
"On one condition." I grimaced.
"Yeah?" she asked; smiling now, but with a little uncertainty mixed in.
"That you tell no one that I'm doing this for you."
Niki smiled at me and said in a soft, low voice, "I won't need to. They'll all be jealous of me. And they'll all just take one look at me, and know that you did this for me."
Niki then molded herself to me, wrapped her arms around my neck, burrowed her small, firm tits into my chest, and proceeded to give me a kiss that melted my lips and gave me a hard on that threatened to burst my jeans! As our lips finally parted, Niki reached down and gently stroked my erection through my pants, "And they'll all want what I have."
"I am so gonna be toast!" I groaned. Niki smiled broadly and gave me another one of her scorching kisses.
Niki was taking an evening art class and had her final project to do. It was one of those continuing education classes which were usually populated by a post-college crowd who normally worked during the day and took an occasional night course or two when it struck their fancy.
As Niki explained to me earlier, the class that she was taking was more like a 'thesis' sort of class where the instructor guided them but left it up to the students to come up with their own project ideas, and establish their own expectations. The instructor's role was to just evaluate progress and assign a grade based on whether the project and its outcome lived up to their own interpretation of what that program level demanded. In this case, Nikki had to demonstrate her knowledge of the material being used and exhibit her creativity and imagination in the process.
"Ok. But first, explain to me again what we're going to do?"
"It's actually pretty simple. I'm going to make a mold of a certain part of your body. You know, (and she burst out laughing), your 'thingy' to be precise. Then I'm going to do a plaster casting using the mold. It should be pain free."
"My thingy?" I laughed and turned red. "You're going to make a mold and casting of my 'thingy'?"
"Yes, your thingy!" She laughed back at me with a salacious grin on her face. "Ok, your dick! Your rod! Your sword! My rocket to heaven! Ok?"
"And how do you know that it should be pain free?"
"Well, it's supposed to be painless. It's just a rubber latex mold that I'll backfill with plaster later. You'll only feel a little warmth when I first encase you in it. I think you'll really like how it feels ... at least that's what others tell me."
"What others tell you? You tried this with other guys' thingy's?"
"No! No! You know what I mean. Other people have used rubber latex before and told me that it gets just a tiny bit warm when the chemicals are mixed together."
"So you really don't know, then?"
"Ok, ... well, ... yeah. I really don't know. But it's supposed to be painless. Ok?"
"Then, I have one more condition."
"One more?"
"Yes."
"Ok, what is it? And stop being so difficult." Niki said as she jabbed me in my stomach.
"This will be my last condition and I think you'll like it."
"So tell me already."
"You do one of us."
"Huh? One of us?"
"Yeah, one of us, when we're ... you know ... together...joined."
"Together? Joined?"
"Yeah, together, as like, ...when we're doing it."
"Doing it as in when we're making love?"
"Yeah." I said with a smile.
Niki at first frowned, "James, I think that's something I want to keep private between you and me. I don't feel like sharing that with anyone."
"I agree. I didn't intend for you to submit it for your class. But I think it might be a special, private thing for only you and me. I won't think of it as art, but as something that reminds me of how special our relationship is."
Niki gave it a little more thought before vocalizing her answer, "I think it will be hot if it turns out right." She was smiling just a bit.
"How do we do it?"
"Well, it's going to require a bit more of the rubber latex than I have so we need to pick up a little more of the stuff."
"Ok, that's simple." I replied. I figured a quick trip to the art store would fulfill that need.
"I think the most difficult part of that job will be to keep us joined until the rubber latex has hardened enough."
"That doesn't seem to be too difficult to do, does it?"
"I think having you in me that long without either of us coming is going to be the haaarrrrddddd part." She laughed.
"Hard? Hard? I'll show you hard!" with that I started to lower my zipper. Niki shrieked and laughed as she grabbed for my hands to keep my zipper closed.
"I know that's hard, but that's not what I meant! You pervert!" she laughed.
"Yes I am and you love that, don't you?"
"Oh yes ... but you're my pervert. Right?"
"Most definitely. I'm your pervert." And with that, I grabbed Niki and kissed her at length.
She sighed as our kiss broke apart, "my pervert ..."
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Niki got her additional art supplies the next day after work and set about getting our bathroom ready for her little project. We had a quick dinner then retired to the bathroom where she began to lay out her equipment and supplies. As she had me strip, I noticed that she had a pair of scissors and her razor and shave cream out.
"Um, does that mean what I think it means?" I asked.
"Yes," she beamed with a wide smile. "We can't have a bunch of pubic hairs messing up our mold now do we?"
"Shit." Was all I could say while a huge smile made its presence known on Niki's face.
"Oh, quit acting like a small kid and get your big dick over here so I can get you hard and prepped."
"Well, at least you said that it was 'big.'"
My dick looked like a limp noodle; the thought of having a sharp razor dragged around my pelvic region and scrotum just took the starch out of the thing!