Nica

My name is Nicole and I'm from Brazil. I'm also called Nica, my family nickname. Even though I was born and raised in Rio de Janeiro my parents are both European. I'm living and going to school in this country at the moment. I'm twenty-one years old and I've been told I'm pretty. I know that I'm a little plump at five feet two inches tall, but I have huge boobs and that is more than enough to attract a LOT of guys! I'd like to have a better tan, but my skin is really pale. My face, with large dark brown eyes, is also cute, but with boobs like mine, large 32 G cups, it is just hard for guys to look at my eyes, they do always 'talk to the tits' when around me.

For some bizarre reason I feel compelled to tell my story. A story that started out as just a fantasy. I live off campus in an apartment complex for students. One evening a few months ago I happen to walk passed a ground floor apartment and as I did I glanced in and what I saw made cold chills run all over my body.

Inside in the semi-darkness I saw a couple having sex on the living room floor. She was white and he was black. Although the light was poor I could see them plainly. He was on top of her and I could also see his dick going in and out of her. Through the closed window I could hear her moaning and begging him to fuck her harder. I don't know if that was even possible.

I stood still and watched for several minutes with every instinct screaming at me to not look. Decency required me to avert my eyes and to not be a voyeur, but I didn't move. My feet seemed rooted to the spot. It is quite common to see interracial couples in Brazil, but my parents are very conservative Europeans and don't like the thought of me, their little princess, to date a negro. By the way, Negro is an acceptable word in Brazil. I have seen some of my friends with black guys and it has always had the feeling of 'wrong' in a naughty and exciting way, I admit I had some fantasies about it and now I am seeing it in person!

Standing in the light of a street light, I knew I was plainly visible should either of them look toward the window. Even with that knowledge I stood and watched as the black man serviced the white woman. Watching them I felt my nipples stiffen and grow hard. I could feel moisture forming from deep within my pussy.

While I watched the man repositioned his partner so that she was on her knees, her head facing the window. Now either one of them only had to raise their eyes slightly to see me watching, yet I stayed still and watched. This act of perversion was so unlike me because I'm basically a shy person. It was totally unlike me to intrude on anyone's privacy.

It was a surprise when I realized that my fingers were playing with my nipple while I watched the couple inside. I jerked my hand away, but it returned as if it had a mind of it's own. I looked back inside and saw the young woman looking directly at me. I had been seen! That knowledge shocked me into action and I hurried away from the spectacle, my face flaming red. I hurried on to my own apartment and splashed cold water on my hot face. I was shaking like a leaf from the carnal act I had witnessed. Maybe from being caught, also.

Try as I might, I couldn't get the vision of the interracial couple out of my mind. At night when I closed my eyes to sleep I could see them rutting like animals. I fought the vision for a few nights and gave up and enjoyed it by fingering myself to many orgasms over the next few days.

My apartment is two buildings away from where I witnessed the black and white couple. While I hadn't recognized either of them I made it a point to avoid that building for nearly a week. I even walked two blocks out of my way several times.

It was the following weekend that I had occasion to actually meet the female half of the couple. I was in the laundry doing my weekly wash. I was reading a textbook while my clothes were drying and hadn't seen her come in.

I was only vaguely aware that someone had sat beside me, but I didn't look to see who it might be.

"Hi, did you enjoy the show?" a woman's voice said beside me. For a moment I didn't realize that she was speaking to me.

"Pardon me," I said looking up at her. I recognized her immediately because her lust filled face was imprinted on my mind.

"I asked if you enjoyed the show Monday night," she said smiling at me. "You looked like you did." I wanted to leap to my feet and rush out of the laundry room but I couldn't make my body obey my brain's command. I could feel my face heating rapidly as the blood flowed to it. "Why didn't you come in so you could see better?" I was aware that my mouth was moving but there was no sound from me. "Ike does love an audience," the woman continued. I realized that she wasn't angry at me and I started to relax a little. Not much, but some.

"I'm so sorry," I managed to utter. "I did not mean to spy on you. I was just...."

"Hey, don't worry about it," the woman said laying a hand on my arm. "Like I said, Ike likes to be watched," she laughed , "I suppose I do too or I would have closed the curtains. My name is Jody."

"Hello, Jody. I'm Nicole, Nicole Bokelli. I'm called Nica, and honestly, I usually don't peek in windows." I answered with my voice showing my heavy accent, I have trouble with it when I'm nervous.

"Hey, don't fret about it," the woman said with a laugh. "Maybe I can watch you get it on sometime and we'll be even." I didn't know if she was speaking in jest or not, but her words sent a tingle through my body. I couldn't do that...could I? "Where are you from, Nica?" she asked. I told her that I was from Brazil. "Ah, the land of dark men and hot women. I've seen pictures of the carnival. Hot stuff."

"I suppose so," I muttered. "I never thought about it,"

"Did you like what you saw?" I nodded quickly, my face hot from the embarrassment I felt. My first inclination was to deny it, but that didn't seem like the right thing to do.

"Yeah, I thought you did," Jody said laughing and giving me a friendly punch in the ribs. "You stayed for a long time, didn't you?" Again I nodded my head. "Have you ever fucked a black man?" I shook my head quickly. She laughed at my shyness. "But you have thought about it haven't you?" She didn't wait on my answer. "There's nothing like having a hard black cock in your pussy. Ike isn't the only black man I fuck. I've never met a black cock I didn't like.," she laughed again. "Actually, I never met a cock of any color I didn't like. However, black is my color of choice. Ike is probably my favorite. He can fuck forever."

I knew my face was bright red. I wanted to flee from this crude talking person. I looked around to see if there was anyone close enough to overhear Jody. Fortunately we were the only people in the laundry room.

"Why don't you come over to my place tonight around eight o'clock and see me and Ike up close and personal? We'll have some wine and..."

I didn't answer her. I don't know why, but her suggestion nearly put me into a panic. I muttered something about class, grabbed my clothes, and practically ran out. All that afternoon I told myself over and over again that I wasn't a pervert. That I wasn't a voyeur and that I didn't need to watch someone else have sex to get my thrills. I had boyfriends and if I wanted sex I could have any number of men. Deep down inside I knew I would go to Jody's apartment. No amount of inter-pleading or discussion would change it. I would go and I knew it.

***

I arrived at Jody's apartment a little after eight and rang the bell. I told myself that I was there for the wine she offered. Nothing more than that. I knew I was lieing to myself, but I was comfortable with the lie. The door opened a crack and I saw Jody's eye peering out at me and then the door opened wide.

"I knew you would come," she said grinning at me. "I just knew you would. Come on in and have a seat."

"I followed her into the living room. My eyes went first to the windows and I breathed a sigh of relief. The curtains were closed. Immediately after checking to see if I could be seen, I looked at the man sitting on the sofa. Ike, I assumed. That night I hadn't actually seen much of him except that he was a large man and black.

Ike was, as I said, a large person, tall from what I could tell while he was sitting, and heavy. His head was completely bald and light from the lamp reflected from it. In the better light I saw that in spite of the scars on his face, he was handsome. Maybe not so much handsome as imposing or interesting looking.

I suppose I should describe Jody. She isn't beautiful, but very pretty. Her hair is a dark blonde and short. She is a bit taller than I am. Five foot five or thereabouts. Nice figure by any standard. Her breasts are nowhere as large as mine, but nice. I could see most of her breasts because her shirt was open. Her appearance indicated that she and Ike hadn't waited on me to get started.

"Ike, this is Nica. Nica, this big fellow is Ike," Jody said dropping down close beside Ike. "Make yourself at home, Nica. We were just making out a little. Help yourself to the wine there beside you." I saw the full glass of red wine. Apparently she was more sure of my arrival than I had been. Hands trembling, I managed to take a sip of the wine without spilling it. When I looked back at Jody and Ike they were in a tight embrace.

Ike made short work of Jody's shirt. He shoved it off of her shoulders and grabbed her breast. It was without a doubt the most erotic thing I had even witnessed. Even more erotic than seeing them through the window. His black hand on her pale breast, putting and caressing her coral colored nipple, was driving me crazy. I immediately began to get wet and my nipples spiked into pebble like hardness.

With practiced ease, Ike pushed her pants down. Jody accommodated him by lifting her butt up so he could completely remove them. It was surreal watching the big black man mauling the smaller naked woman's breast and pussy. It was like watching a very high resolution DVD, only much better. I was literally squirming in my seat.

When Jody unzipped his pants and took his cock out I sat completely straight up. Ike's wasn't the first penis, but it was the first black cock it had seen up close. It was beautiful! In Jody's white hand it looked even larger than I remembered.

Jody stroked the ebony beauty and it grew even larger and stiffer. When she bent her head to take his manhood into her mouth I felt something I had never felt before. I felt raw jealously. It was as if she was taking something that belonged to me and for an instant I hated her. It only lasted a moment and reason came back to me. Jody was sharing something with me, not the other way around.

For several minutes, while Jody licked and sucked the black pole, I was afraid to blink for fear I might miss something important. I had both of my breasts in my hands and I didn't care that they could see me. I had to stroke my painfully hard nipples to ease the throbbing. I realized that my bra was in my way and I quickly removed my blouse and bra so that I could get to my breasts easier.

I never did anything like that, I'm usually quite bashful, one of the 'good girls' around. Never in my life I've ever considered to sit topless in someone else's apartment watching such an erotic show and touching myself like that, but that night it seemed just...well, it felt right...natural. I was too excited to actually think about it, all I wanted was some release for the sheer horniness.

"Magnificent," I heard a heavily accented male voice say. I looked and Ike was watching me fondle my bare boobs. "Stunning breasts," he said. Jody glanced up at me, smiled, and went back to her task of sucking the gorgeous cock. "Jody, have you ever seen such a pair of titties as hers?" Ike asked. "Come over here little one. I must taste them."

I sat, stunned. He wanted to taste my boobs and I couldn't even move! At Ike's urging Jody removed her lips from his cock and came across to where I sat immobile.

"You do have a great rack, Nica," Jody said setting down on the arm of my chair. I flinched when she reached over and caressed my breast. No woman had ever touched my breasts. Not even my mother since I had developed them.

I had realized for sometime that I was curious about sex with another woman, but had never acted on that curiosity. Her hand on my breast felt wonderful and I had a small climax with her playing with my sensitive nipples. First one nipple then the other one. My breathing was rapid and shallow and I was afraid I might faint. She didn't give me time to pass out. She stood, pulled me to my feet, and propelled me across the floor to where Ike waited. She removed my skirt and panties on the way. Ike had gotten completely naked while Jody played with my boobs.

I know I should have stopped it, but it just felt too good. His eyes on me made me just too excited and I was miles away from home anyway... no one would ever know, why not make something wild in my college years? I rationalized it would be my little secret in the future, no big harm here, and let things go on with a moan of approval.

Jody pushed me down beside the naked black god and I hardly got seated before he had his black lips on one of my nipples. I came with a rush at the very first touch of his hot mouth.

I was a study in mixed emotions. There was fear, lust, bewilderment, and most of all I couldn't believe it was happening to me. Every instinct told me I shouldn't he there. That I shouldn't be lying naked in the arms of a black stranger. That his lips and teeth shouldn't be on my nipples, causing me such wonderful, blissful pain.

Ike pulled his lips from my rock-like hard nipple and mashed his face to mine, his tongue forcing my mouth open to accept it. I had never felt shut passion, such powerful erotic feelings. I was consumed by desire. I wanted...I needed to be taken by the powerful black man.

Until I felt her hands on my ankles, I had completely forgotten all about Jody. While Ike used his tongue and his lips on my mouth, Jody separated my legs and lifted them high to give Ike hand access to my throbbing pussy.

I came again when his finger found my clitoris. I was so wet he had no difficulty putting a finger into me. I started quivering as if I had a fever and I felt another orgasm coming. From somewhere far off I heard Jody tell Ike to remove his finger and when he did I felt her mouth on my pussy.

I wanted to protest. I wanted to demand that she stop, but I couldn't speak with Ike's tongue in my mouth. I could only moan as Jody pushed my legs farther apart to give her total access to my most private parts.

Whatever protests I had attempted, died as she licked, kissed and bit my pussy. Even if I had wanted to I couldn't have stopped the blinding, earth shaking climax that slammed into me.

"Fuck the Brazilian bitch, Ike," Jody told the man, lifting her wet face from me. "Give her what she came for. Fuck her cunt until she screams." She still held my legs open and Ike and she turned me around on the sofa.

Ike wasted no time getting in position between my legs which looked even whiter than normal by contrast to his midnight black skin.

"I-I...Ohhh! I-Ike...I-I never... not with a black man..." I tried to speak, to complain. I was called bad names and treated like a slut, but I just could do nothing more than moan and stutter as I let him handle me.

"I have her legs," Ike said, his voice low and husky. "Put my cock in her pussy, Jody. You should have the honor since you found her for me."

Jody used his heavy thick penis as a toy. She maneuvered it up and down my wet slit. She used it like a hammer on my swollen and puffy clit. I was a seething caldron of passionate lust.

"Tell me what you want, Nica," Jody said.

"Please," I whimpered.

"Please what?" Jody asked, grinning broadly at me.

"Please...put...it...in me," I managed to say my English worsening by the second. "Please!" I screeched at her. I hated being tormented like she was doing to me. I lifted my hips toward his glistening manhood.

"Okay, since you asked so nicely," Jody said. She put the tip of Ike's cock at the entrance of my pussy. I tried to raise myself more, but I couldn't get any higher. I looked up at Ike's face and saw that he was looking at me with a cruel expression on his scared face. I suddenly realized that it was not random scaring. The scaring had been deliberate. "Tell Ike to fuck you," Jody added.

"Fuck me, Ike," I said in a low weak voice. I cleared my throat and said it again louder. "Fuck ME!" When he slid his cock in me I saw a flash of bright red. Suddenly he was all the way inside me and everything became still and silent. Time stopped moving and all sound disappeared. The whole world was centered between my legs and deep inside my pussy. There was nothing else, nothing that mattered. "YES! Fuck my Brazilian cunt you big black man!" I shouted, the words spilling from my mouth and it sounded as if someone else was saying it.

Ike was considerate enough to let me adjust to his size before he started fucking me hard. My head rested on the arm of the sofa so I could see his cock in me. I could see when he slowly withdrew it, shinny from my juices. I watched in fascination as he plunged it back in me.

Suddenly, on the third or forth stroke, everything that had been silent and still became a kaleidoscope of sight and sound. Ever fiber of my body was tuned to what he what doing to me. I could even taste his fucking in my mouth.

Over then next fifteen minutes Ike fucked me on the sofa. Sometimes slow and easy and sometimes fast and furious. I must of had a dozen orgasms, but it was impossible to keep up with because they came one right on top of the next one.

After a while, Ike picked me up and carried me to a bed where he started all over again. I was aware that Jody came into the bedroom with us, but I couldn't focus on her then. I was too busy being fucked like never before.

I have no clear concept of time but I think it was about an hour later that Ike erupted his seed in me for the last time. It wasn't his first cum, but it was by far the heaviest in terms of amount of semen. I felt it burst into me in a gush of hot cum.

I lay there on the bed, unable to move for several minutes. I opened my eyes when I felt the bed move. Jody was kneeling beside me on the bed.

"Did my poor baby get her cunt fucked good?" she asked softly. "Is Nica's pussy all slimy with a black man's cum?" She took both of my breasts and mashed them together. She lowered her head and put her mouth over both of my nipples. Using her teeth she lightly nipped first one nipple then the other. I could feel the passion rising within me again.

Jody put her hand down and cupped my battered pussy and before I knew it she had two fingers in me while her thumb teased my clit. My hips were jerking involuntarily. She was reviving my cooling ardor.

"Now Nica has to repay my kindness," Jody whispered in my ear. "Nica is going to eat my pussy, aren't you?" She swung her leg over me and put her pussy down to my mouth. I didn't know what to do. It was all so foreign to me and for a moment I did nothing. I lay still, my mouth closed tight trying not to breath the musky sent of her.

"No...no, please. I-I ne-never...I never ate pussy!" I answered making a disgusted face. It wasn't until her fingers found my clitoris again that I moved. She grasped it between thumb and forefinger and squeezed hard. My scream was muffled by her body.

"Eat my cunt, you bitch or I'll jerk your clit completely off," I heard her say. I opened my mouth and gave her slit a tentative lick. Jody eased the pressure on my clit but kept her fingers on it to remind me of my duty to her. After a few minutes I overcame my reluctance and ate her as well as I could. I knew the instant before she reached climax. Her pussy quivered beneath my tongue.