Clint Murdock: Naked Nikki

"Excellent!" Finnelli said with a dazed smile, then peeled off his fancy bed jacket with one sweeping movement and tossed it away. "Excellent!"

Nikki was surprised, but she tried to appear nonchalant as the famous photographer stood naked before her. He had a kind of delicately sculpted body that was, at the same time, fairly solid. His chest and belly were covered by a fine mat of curly black hairs, his legs and chest were both moderately well-developed and shaped as if he had the potential for a muscular, athletic build but not the interest.

Her eyes eventually fell on his dark-skinned cock, which appeared to be semi-hard and had a gooey stain around its eye. Now Nikki was positive she had broken in on a screwing session, possibly one that was fairly well launched at the time!

"Now," Finnelli said, extending a graceful arm toward the bed, "you're not only the only one… only one… who's not stoned… you're the only one who's not nude!" He smiled radiantly, as if he seemed to feel this was an extremely clever remark. Nikki patted his pecker as she stepped past him, then as an afterthought he suddenly asked, "Are you bi?"

Nikki set her purse down on a chair, shed her coat and dropped it on top of the purse, then reached down and gripped the bottom of her yellow sweater. All the while she was studying the blonde on the bed, seeming to consider how to answer. "Well," she said, lifting the sweater over her head to reveal her 36-DDs barely contained by a push-up bra, "you never know till you try… Right?"

Finnelli seemed to think this, too, was unusually funny, guffawing silently while Nikki removed her skirt and sat down to wrestle with her boots. While she leaned over to unzip them, Finnelli came over next to her and unsnapped her bra, whipping it out from her dangling breasts with a clean, practiced motion. Then his hands returned to cup her breasts, gently and with great respect, lifting and exploring them lovingly, then plucking at the nipples with deft fingers.

"Oh, these are lovely," he said huskily, and Nikki felt a spark of arousal flicker through her loins. When she stood up, his prick was already on the rise, standing up much higher in its nest of heavy black pubic hair. Finnelli's eyes took in every detail of Nikki's boob flesh, then he stroked them both gently at the sides. "Mm, lovely," he repeated, and then led her to-the bed.

"Tiffy, darling, look what I've brought you," Finnelli said to the blonde. "What was your name, dear? "

"Nicolle," Nikki said as the blonde dropped her thigh cattily, exposing her cunt for the first time. Her pussy was covered with a thatch of fine blond hairs as neat and golden as woven flax. Her muff was so orderly it almost looked combed. She let her legs fall apart slightly, as if by accident, and Nikki's nostrils flared furiously at the sight of her delicate pink membranes showing through the fleecy blonde fur. Her vulva was a sticky, irritated mess, the huge pink clitoris bulging angrily from the top of her slit, her inner lips showing through smeared and twisted in her dried juice; and down below was the dark, gaping joy hole, its open mouth looking abused and worked over.

If this wasn't a twat that had been fucked within the last ten minutes, Nikki had never seen one!

She raised her eyes to the huge, soft breasts, the nipples still partially wrinkled and semi-hard. From the doorway Nikki had thought the blonde's nipples weren't excited because they looked so large; now, up close, she saw that even in a state of partial arousal they were larger than hers were soft. God, this broad had a lot of meat! But her belly was comparatively trim. It sloped generously downward from her titanic titties, buxom and rounded, split in the middle by the gash of her deep, dark slit-navel, plunging finally into that dense swirl of honey-colored pubic hair.

Nikki realized suddenly how heavily she was breathing. She wondered if her tongue had been hanging out.

"I see you like Tiffy," Finnelli said. "This may not be so difficult after all… "

"Come here, Darling," the blonde said, sitting up and catching Nikki by the hand. "Nicolle."

"You can call me Nikki," the brown-haired girl scud, her round, white breasts arching forward to meet those of the blonde.

"Nikki. Come here, baby… " the blonde drew Nikki down and gathered her into her arms as Finnelli deftly stripped the bikini panties off her long legs and tossed them away. "Are you sticky, Nikki?"

Finnelli giggled, "Ooh, a poet!" and began running his hands swiftly over Nikki's soft ass, squeezing and kneading the cheeks, when dipping his slim fingers into the deep crack and sliding them down toward her inverted pussy.

Nikki was overwhelmed by the rich, heady scent of Tiffy's perfume as she lay down, and she sank eagerly onto that massive bosom, settling against what seemed like a sea of softness, abandoning herself to the flood of stimulating sensations. She began kissing the blonde's soft, statuesque throat, nibbling and sucking at the warm, tender flesh. Then, quickly, she worked her way up the fire jaw and across her cheek, then plunged her lips into that warm, wet, wide mouth.

What the hell, Nikki thought vaguely, if she was going to try a bisexual experience, she might as well do the goddarn thing right!

Her mouth worked aggressively against Tiffany's, her lips sucking and nibbling at those of the other woman. Somehow it didn't seem to come through to her that this was a female she was kissing. The blonde's lips were large and warm and responsive, nipping and chewing back with equal enthusiasm. Nikki kept her eyes closed and her mind full of Tiffy's erotic aroma, and it really didn't seem to matter. It had been almost a week now since her bout with Denise and Dane at the game, so she was pretty horny, anyway.

Nikki slid her tongue slowly and languidly into Tiffany's mouth, loving the taste of her. The blonde responded immediately and their tongues caressed and swirled electrically, then Tiffy sucked Nikki's tongue sharply into her mouth. Nikki moaned and writhed her hips desperately. Oh, God, she loved that!

Then she felt another tongue titillating her ass; it crawled warmly and wetly across one cheek and then the other, then it dived thrillingly into her bung hole and probed at the taut opening. Nikki lifted her ass and hunched it backward, still hotly Frenching Tiffany's mouth. Finnelli ran his tongue down swiftly and began lapping at Nikki's cuntlips with long; liquid strokes. She moaned again thrust her pussy back at his face, pulling her mouth away from Tiffany's lips and attacking her breasts.

Nikki sucked one of the blonde's huge pink nipples into her mouth and chewed it hungrily, delighting at the softness of the pebbled, puckered flesh. Tiffany gave a little croon deep in her throat and wriggled her powerful hips beneath Nikki's pelvis. The brown-haired girl felt that fine, silky mat of pubic hair rubbing against one of her thighs, and it caused the tingles to begin swirling in her ditty button.

Behind her, Finnelli pushed his face up between her soft ass buns and began slurping greedily at her furry labia. His thumb searched through her curly pubes and found her swelling clit, then teased it expertly. Nikki gasped, pulling her mouth from Tiffy's left nipple and attacking its twin. As she moved her head she saw the saliva-smeared pink flesh wrinkled angrily, turning a light shade of red, with the bullet-shaped nipple standing up stiff and erect, two inches high if it was a millimeter.

Tiffy groaned deeply as Nikki started sucking and biting at the crown of her other monster boob, and the brown-haired girl felt the pelvis below her start grinding slowly up and down, back and forth, pushing steadily against the fullness of her naked thigh.' She slid her hips over slightly, temporarily dislodging Finnelli's tongue from her snatch, which he quickly replaced with his fingers. Nikki wriggled her cunt down until it was rubbing against Tiffany's soft blonde muff, then she began returning the larger woman's hunching movements while the photographer's fingers rummaged busily in her hot, open screw-tunnel.