Nikki's glistening lips blew on my engorged hyper-sensitive, still-dripping tip, and I shivered. Her hands caressed my ass and she trailed her finger nails playfully along the crease of my thighs, making me groan. "That was a very nice treat, Steve—thank you!" I could scarcely stand to look into her eyes as she looked up at me, and I didn't trust myself to speak. My mind was reeling.
Nikki stood up and played with her pony tail, just looking at me. "Nikki," I had to lick my lips and clear my throat. "Can I get dressed now? This is completely humiliating, standing here like this."
She brushed my cheek with her fingers, reached up and brushed through my hair. "Just like a man," she mumbled, shaking her head. The white strands of my semen stood in stark contrast to her beautifully tanned chest and throat. "Now that you've gotten to cum, you want to do something else. Not even a word about doing anything for
me
. Typical!" She stepped back away from me, and I lusted after the shape of her ass under her skirt...and
no panties
! "Why don't you bring your clothes over here to my car, Steve. We'll just put them away in here for today. Don't forget your boots and socks, Sexy." I swallowed hard and gathered my clothes, and she told me to fold my pants and shirt and place them on the passenger seat. When I went around to the passenger side, though, she stopped me and opened the driver's door for me.
There was nothing to do, but obey. Self-conscious of bending over naked, I was painfully conscious of Nikki standing behind me while I leaned far forward into her car. "Your balls look huge from back here!" Nikki giggled; I felt my face burning. As I backed out, she asked me to close the door...and I was more naked than I had ever felt. She had physically separated me from my clothes. Naturally, I moved to cover my flagging shaft, and she let me. When my hands touched my penis, it was the first contact my neglected member had had in seemingly ages, and my eyes closed in brief pleasure. Nikki stepped toward me and reached for my hands. For a few moments we stood like that, her hands covering mine, and mine covering my dick. I wouldn't have felt so out of place if
she
had been holding my dick instead!
She rubbed my hands softly. Her breasts shone with streams of my offering, trailing more slowly now as it dried, over her feminine mounds. She stepped closer to me, our arms almost straight down and now directly between us, and she squeezed my hands more tightly onto my cock and balls with her own. Her face was close to mine and she looked up at me, her smile bright...and possessive. "I've already told you not to cover your dick up or hide it from me—right?" I nodded. "I know that you're uncomfortable, but I think that's really sexy, and if this is going to work between us you need to do what I say. Understand?" I swallowed with a dry mouth. The sun felt impossibly hot, even though it really wasn't that warm, and the gravel dug into my bare feet. "I just want to let you know, Steve, that you're holding on to my balls. Now move your hands off that cock, or unless you just want me to go home."
I took a slow, deep breath and held it. This was my way out. I was far more aroused than I had ever been, but I knew I was way out of my league with this woman I'd dreamed about for so long. I wanted her, and thinking about the confidence and poise she'd had when her eyes bored into mine while she lapped my semen off her fingers—and swallowed!—made me, at the same time, want to please her even more and also made me a little afraid of her. I had been confident, actually arrogant, really, strutting around naked with Wendy, and I'd tried coaxing her to undress, too. I didn't feel at all confident with Nikki, not at all as 'feast your eyes on me!' as I'd dreamed I would be. I felt foolish, exposed; I felt like I'd been caught, and I wanted out.
It was dreamlike. My semen was drying on the swells of Nikki's breasts, and on her throat. She looked so completely self-possessed, so utterly calm, as if everything that had happened—including my ejaculating on her—was natural and exactly what she had wanted.
Nikki looked serene...happy. She looked happier than I had seen her in a very long time. It unnerved me.
Berthing quarters on my ship had been like a crowded high-school locker room, except that we lived there. I'd heard all the stories, I'd listened in jealously while guys bragged...maybe lied?...about their exploits. They'd brag to each other about jacking off on a girl with arrogant boasts of "she was
mine
! Man, you should have seen her! I
owned
that bitch! I showed her who's boss!"
I didn't feel that way at all! I felt like Nikki had
made
me cum, and that she had known exactly what would happen—and when! Where I had been leading the course and the pace when dating Wendy, and trying to move us toward having sex, Nikki was running the show—literally, I was the show!—now. It was not how that paint-by-number fantasy had played out, and I was nervous.
When I exploded all over Nikki's breasts she hadn't flinched, her smile had widened and her eyes flashed with lust. She didn't look "owned" or "shown who's boss." Rather, she'd looked like a woman who had finally gotten what she knew was rightfully hers, after having worked for it for so long.
Nikki looked...triumphant!
She'd just given me a way out. Keep hiding my penis from her, and it'll be over. I'd be free of her.
I decided to take it. I'd hold my own dick until her car disappeared.
My exhaled breath held an anxious man's attempt at nervous humor, and my arms rebelled against me and reached the back of my head, as far from my 'privates' as possible. It's just how my brain works—as soon as I thought about my 'privates' I admitted that it wasn't 'private' anymore! "I'd never hide from you, Nikki! That breeze was just a bit chilly...on my willy."
My hands had come away hoping hers would take their place, but instead she rested her palms on my pecs, so gently caressing my chest, and gave me a courtesy giggle.
She was such the quintessential seductress.
My penis began to swell again, reaching toward her belly and she tilted her pelvis toward me, encouraging my erection. Her hands slid up to my shoulders, then followed my arms to grasp my wrists. With my face looking down and her neck extending, our lips were only a thought away from finally touching. Softly, her voice husky, Nikki smiled and her tongue teased past my lips to touch hers as she brought my hands down and then around herself and said, "Do you remember that I told you the better you obeyed me, the more eagerly I could reward you?" I nodded dumbly. "I'm really proud of the way you've behaved for me so far, Steve, and I think you've earned a reward." My penis was throbbing again already. How could two people stand so close to each other and
not
touch? Nikki held my hands in hers at her side, my sweating fingers interlaced with her composed fingers; my tip danced painfully close to her belly. Her breasts heaved with her breathing and I thought she was pushing her chest out still further, but if I leaned in at all, she pulled back that same distance. Her breath was hot and moist, and it was intoxicating! "I really want to reward you, Babe, but you have to promise me: Can I trust you not to cum anymore? You taste delicious, just like I expected, and I'm flattered that you want to give me your semen. But no more, understand? Not until I ask for it."
I nodded, but she persisted. "You know how it works, Steve. Say the words. Promise me. It's important."
"I promise, Nikki." Still, she pressed. After a couple of attempts to swallow, my tongue just a parched stick that rattled in my mouth, and with my brain buzzing at what I would say, I looked Nikki squarely in the eye and lied about my confidence. "Nikki, I've wanted to be right here with you almost since we met, and I'm so excited—" she giggled and said she'd seen, and tasted, just how I excited I truly was—"that you wanted to come to me today." We were holding hands and gazing at each other like two lovers, but she'd made it clear that we weren't, and I suddenly felt like I should apologize for my 'conduct' a little while ago. She began giggling at me as I struggled through it. "I promise, Nikki. I promise not to cu...not to...I won't ejacu...I'm sorry that I ejaculated all over you. I promise I'll only ejaculate when—and where—you let me."
"That's what I wanted to hear!" Nikki said excitedly.
And then I had to fight to not break my word, and if I hadn't gotten at least a little relief earlier I certainly would have!
Nikki, her dancing and inviting emerald eyes holding mine, and her lips curled in a seductive, welcome smile, placed both of my hands squarely on each of her ass cheeks...and nodded! She pulled me to her. Our bodies came together! The swollen tip of my neglected penis touched her bare skin above her skirt and I groaned in ecstatic agony while tremors shot through me as my cum-coated and hyper-sensitive tip FINALLY touched Nikki's body. Our sweat and my still-oozing cum mingled there where I pressed against her belly; my shaft pressed still harder till the forces of our bodies drove it sharply upward and the length of my naked penis was pinned against Nikki's naked tummy! Her cum-encrusted, but still-hidden, breasts pressed to my bare chest! I thought I could feel her nipples pushing into me. Her cheeks were firm and soft; shell-shocked hands caressed her, then I began kneading her cheeks like she had, mine. My eyes closed in ecstasy, I lifted her cheeks, pressed my fingers into the space between them as much as that evil skirt would allow, and I loved the feel of holding her ass!
Nikki's arms looped around my neck; our noses touched...but not our lips! "It's good to obey me, isn't it, Horny Cowboy?" Nikki breathed the words and they had their desired effect: they penetrated me. I nodded, my eyes still closed. "Seems like you really like this reward!"
