Nothing in Life is Free - 04
I'm a middle-aged guy named, Bishop. I'm mostly bald and what hair I still have is completely gray. I'm not particularly fit or handsome but I'm self-sufficient, I own my own home and I'm usually very upbeat about life and I've been called 'fun-loving.' I live in town and either bicycle or walk to do errands. Most of the mileage on my car is from frequent trips to my cottage on the water where I keep my boat.
Nikki is twenty-two years old and living in the efficiency apartment above my garage. There's something a little 'off' about Nikki. I think it may be Asperger's Syndrome but I'm no neurologist. She's not slow witted, as a matter of fact, she's very bright but she just doesn't seem to 'get it' most of the time. She doesn't react normally to situations or to people; she's quick to anger but she's usually very polite and friendly. Nikki led a very sheltered life where she'd been pampered and coddled by wealthy parents. I don't really understand why, but she left home at twenty-one without any means of support or any plans. Before she'd come to live in the apartment over my garage Nikki had been couch surfing with friends for a year; she'd essentially been homeless. I found out that she had also been giving the occasional blowjob in exchange for meals but I put a stop to that.
We'd agreed that she could live rent free above my garage and eat at my table at least once per day and that, in exchange, she'd stop having sex or giving blowjobs to anyone but me. She didn't like the idea of being with a man who is the same age as her father but she decided it was better than being homeless and hungry. She's since discovered that I can give her an orgasm with my tongue, fingers or cock and now she wants sex from me almost as often as she wants food.
We were both completely naked. I had just been going down on her and she'd had a very intense orgasm that had brought her to tears. It was the first orgasm she'd ever experienced from oral sex. Apparently, none of the men she'd ever been with had ever gone down on her or ever even
tried
to get her off.
"I love you." She said.
"Oh."
I'm not sure the girl even knew what the word means.
"Nikki, you don't love me. You're just using me. I'm just using
you
. You remember our deal? Right?"
"Yeah, but I
love
you."
"You're very sweet but it's really just sex. I gave you an orgasm, sweetheart. That's not really love."
I shooed Nikki back to her apartment for the night and headed for my shower and bed.
--
I woke at dawn. I hadn't slept much but I got up at my regular time, pulled on a t-shirt and a pair of running shorts and made a pot of coffee. I started to make breakfast when Nikki came through the kitchen door in her sundress and said, "Good morning!" She seemed uncharacteristically happy.
"You're never up this early. Are you OK? Did you sleep OK?"
"Yeah. I'm hungry."
OK.
That's
the Nikki I know.
"I'm sorry I acted so silly last night."
"I'm making eggs and biscuits this morning. Would you like some?"
"Yes please. Can I suck your cock for you?" She's always
very
blunt.
"That sounds great Nikki. Maybe after breakfast, OK?"
"OK. Will you kiss my pussy again too?"
"Sure thing, Nikki." Since discovering the joys of orgasms from cunnilingus she couldn't get enough.
Nikki seemed to be watching me with an intensity like never before. She tucked her dress under her and sat in her usual chair at the kitchen table. She sat bolt upright and waited silently for breakfast.
I served her four eggs, two buttermilk biscuits and a tall glass of orange juice and sat down across from her. "Nikki, you're very sweet. You're incredibly sexy and I've definitely enjoyed what we've shared but you're not really in love. You know that, right?"
"I
am
in love."
"Why do you think you're in love?"
"Mom said that I'd know I'm in love when a man could make me feel like no other."
"What I made you feel was an orgasm. That's not the same thing as love. Any man who's worth a damn can give you an orgasm. Just because I can give you an orgasm doesn't mean that you're in love with me. OK?"
"I guess so, but will you do it again even if I don't love you?"
"Sure, Nikki. I'll be happy to do it again."
"Good! Can I have more eggs?
OK. Maybe we're getting back to normal.
--
After breakfast I started to clear the table and Nikki jumped up to help. She put her own dishes in the sink and helped me rinse them and put them in the dishwasher. She had never lifted a finger to help me before so it seemed as if she was trying to rush the process.
"You're in a hurry, aren't you?"
She just nodded.
"You can't wait, huh?"
She grinned widely and gave me an exaggerated shake of her head.
"OK then, why don't you get started sucking my cock?"
Nikki immediately reached for the waistband of my shorts and pulled them and my jockeys down to my ankles as she dropped to her knees. She reached up, took hold of my semi-erect cock and stuffed it into her mouth.
Nikki applied strong suction until I was stiff enough for her to begin to properly blow me. She didn't bob up and down on my cock. She started at the tip and pushed forward with determination until she had all of me in her mouth and throat and her nose was pressing hard into my pubic hair. She held that pose for a couple of seconds and then backed off to the tip again. Nikki did this repeatedly every second or two while rocking her shoulders back and forth and sort of nodding her head at the same time. I just leaned back against the counter and she did all the work.
To enhance the experience Nikki did her best to keep eye contact with me the whole time. She knew how to make me cum and she was working hard at it. I'd never had a better blowjob in my entire life and I didn't last long. I started to cum in her mouth after only a few minutes. She backed off so that just the tip was in her mouth and she sucked hard while she worked her hand up and down my slick shaft.
Nikki continued to suck hard until I'd completely finished cumming and then she pulled back a bit, looked up at me and made a show of swallowing my cum. She then proceeded to lick my cock and my balls clean.
"Nikki. You do that really well. Thank you."
"I like it. I even like swallowing your sper... Uh... cum now."
"Good. Now it's your turn, isn't it?"
"Oh yeah!" She gathered her dress up around her waist and hopped up onto the kitchen counter. She hadn't bothered with panties this morning.
I reached out and ran the fingers of my right hand up her pussy, spreading her juices all over her. When I touched her clit she threw her head back and hit it hard on the cabinet behind her. "OW!" I couldn't help but laugh. She frowned for a split second but then started laughing too.
Taking hold of her hips I pulled her to the edge of the counter and stood very close between her thin thighs. Taking my softening cock in my hand I rubbed it up and down her tight little cunt. Her lips didn't protrude at all but when she got excited they began to spread open ever so slightly and her moisture made her slick and shiny.
"Would you like me to make you cum?"
"Yes, please."
"How would you like me to make you cum?"