Chapter 32, An Insatiable Machine
Nikki stood for several minutes, viewing all of the delectable flesh that lay in front of her. To her, it was like a buffet, just waiting to be devoured. Outside of her training room, she gave the appearance that she was a fun and exciting person, but not in a sexual way. Inside her training room, she had a ravenous sexual appetite. This was her buffet and she was starving. It was time for her dinner. Ross would feed both her and the machine.
"Are you comfortable?" she softly asked him, coming around to his shoulders. She stood somewhat behind him, speaking softly. He was unaware that she was totally nude. If he had enjoyed the sight of her bare breasts, he would really enjoy how she looked right now.
"Ummm, very comfortable. What do I do now?" he asked. At this point, he was feeling nothing except the weight of the teat cup and the clamshell, pulling down on his genitals. There was nothing happening to him. He was waiting to feel something. He had been very aroused and rock hard, but now he was beginning to soften without her firm touch on him.
"Ready to let me empty those huge melons of yours?" she asked him, still standing by his shoulders, somewhat behind him.
"I'm ready, are you?" he asked, half kidding.
"I know I am, but are you?" she asked him seriously. At that point, she stepped around in front of him, letting him see that she had removed her panties.
"Wow," was all he said as his head came up a little, trying to get a better look at her. She stood still in front of him, her weight balanced over her slightly spread legs. Her arousal was obvious, a slight smear of wetness across the tops of both thighs. He could instantly see the sheen of lubrication on her smoothly shaved pussy. She was very aroused. She just stood there smiling at him.
"Does this help you?" she asked demurely. She glanced down at her own body as if inspecting herself. Her hand moved softly to her pubic mound, resting there for a moment before one finger flicked downward, barely touching the top of her fleshy pussy lips. Almost instantly there was a slight unfurling as both lips swelled with anticipation.
"How can I help you?" he asked softly but also seriously. His eyes were focused on where her finger was beginning to gently rub her now exposed clit. She was very wet. She stood and stared at what her finger was doing, for several moments.
"You can help me," she breathed, her eyes coming back up to his, almost as if distracted from her digital stimulation. "I've heard that you were an entertainment slave. Is that true?" she asked him softly.
"Yes, I was," he answered softly, his eyes still watching her finger.
"Well, once an entertainment slave, always an entertainment slave," she said, a slight laugh in her voice. Her breathing was becoming deeper, her voice almost husky as her eyes went back to her finger's activity. It was obvious that she was exerting a little more pressure on her finger. Her thighs opened up slightly.
"What would you like?" he asked seriously, his eyes now looking to her face for an answer. Nikki was gorgeous in both her face and her body. Ross was mesmerized, not just because his genitals were about to be used intensely, but also because he was enthralled in her looks. She was truly beautiful. He had been amazed on his first day at the facility, by how many beautiful women were there. He had continued to be amazed, day after day, at the seemingly endless parade of beautiful and sexy women. Now he was looking at one that was at the top of the list.
"I want to milk you while you 'help' me," she said in almost a whisper. She was almost inaudible in the use of the words 'help me'. Her attention was completely focused between her legs.
"I love to watch what I can do to a male. That arouses me so much that it doesn't take much more to make me cum. All you have to do is lie there and enjoy yourself and let me indulge myself a little," she said, almost whispering. Her finger was now covered in her own juices, moving slowly up and down her unfurled lips. It was obvious to Ross that her thigh muscles were beginning to shake. Her stomach was taut, her attention still focused on her own finger. Knowing women, Ross estimated that she was only seconds away from an orgasm. He continued to watch her eyes, which had now fluttered shut. She was very close.
"I'm here for whatever you desire," he said sincerely but softly. He was enjoying the show that she was providing for him, knowing that she was about to cum. He enjoyed watching a woman cumming. She had now opened her legs a little bit more, her finger moving quicker as her body began to shake. Her head rolled back as her breathing went into a pant. She was there β¦.
"Ummm, No, not yet," she moaned out loud. It was not something that she wanted to say out loud, just something that happened to escape her. She suddenly jerked her hand away from her pussy, obviously on the verge of a very explosive orgasm. She gasped, taking in a quick deep breath. Her shoulders slumped a little as her head came back up. Her eyes were open wide as if she were trying to bring herself to her senses. Within seconds, she was back to her excited, exuberant self, smiling and bubbly. She glanced back down at Ross, as if she suddenly realized that he was there.
"Damn. That was close. Baby, we're going to have so much fun," she said excitedly, a big smile on her face. She suddenly reached down, both hands grasping Ross by the sides of his head. She leaned down and kissed him, long and deeply. After several seconds of kissing, she pulled back, smiling at him.