'Bras weren't made for wrestling matches," he laughed, dropping his arm and letting her pass.
CHAPTER TWO
Nikki stood for a long time under the shower, letting the jet-like spray wash away the evening from her mind and body.
Or trying to.
It didn't As the needle points of water struck her upturned breasts, they tingled in much the same way they had reacted to the touch of Jordon Townsend's arm. He had been able to unnerve her since the first day she had met him. His open advances to her mother and the constant, barely clouded references and allusions to their sex play both angered Nikki and set her body to tinging.
Her mind floated, rambling back to the car and Jack. Without even realizing what she was doing. Nikki's hand trailed down over her breasts and belly. She combed through the thick mat of her black pubic hair. Using her fingers, she found her vaginal slit and traced the puffy, cuntal lips clear back to her asshole.
She closed her eyes and relived the fingerflicking session in the back of the car. Then she remembered Jack's hotly spurting cock and the way the milky thick cream had shot in streams from its angry red crown. She remembered how goad, how powerful it felt when she was holding the meaty length of his cock in her hot hand.
Abruptly, her searching fingers slid back and forth through her cuntal slit. Her pussy got wetter. The juice ran from her cunt and trailed down her fingers. The more she probed, the greater came the image of Jack's cock. It had been fascinating, the way the spewing cum had pumped so wildly from his bulbous cockhead.
With her fingers still reaming the slit of her cunt, she tried to imagine what it would feel like to have that geyser of hot cum shooting up inside her belly.
Sudddenly her mind flashed back to the handsome Jordan Townsend. As her fingers caressed her heated cuntal slit she could almost imagine his strong, virile body nude. His cock was huge, long and thick, with a heavy, blunt head that could bath tear a pussy apart and, at the same time, give it the ultimate pleasure.
She compared her image of Jordon to Jack and became more confused about life, and particularly the sexual part of it.
The confused thoughts caused Nikki to become even more interested in learning about sex, and she began rubbing harder across her tingling – pussy flesh. But nothing happened, although her excitement became more urgent. Reluctantly, she pulled her hand away from her widespread cunt, knowing that she had a lot to learn about sex… and the kind of sex that did not include fucking.
As she stepped out of the shower, she saw the full-length minor on the bathroom door and, grinning to herself, she stood in front of it as she dried the water off her proudly uplifted breasts with a towel, and then dropped it to the floor. She reached up and cupped her heavy, firm young tits and turned around to get a full view of her nakedness. She began caressing her sensitive nipples, squeezing them between her thumbs and forefingers, pinching them, and rolling them beneath her palms. She felt a tinging sensation down inside her cuntal lips, and her forehead wrinkled in confusion.
Why not, she suddenly thought… why not just fuck? Why not just open her legs, her cunt, and let the sweetness of a cock invade her belly and forever end her curiosity and quench the fire that had been building for fifteen years?
Her own sexuality and her body never ceased to amaze Nikki. She stood in front of the mirror, in a slightly squatting position. She reached between her legs and used her thumbs to peel back the wet lips of her pussy.
There, in the center of the stretched, pink expanse, lay the seat of all her torment, and her pleasure.
She used one hand to hold her pussylips wide open and slid the middle finger of her other hand up and down the juicy slit, moving it back and forth from her hole to her glistening cunt in exploratory caresses. When she put pressure on the little button of nerve endings, she gasped.
She groaned and pushed her clitoris harder against her probing finger. It felt as if little electrical jolts were rocketing through her cunt.
Slowly, she experimented again, touching just the tip of her thumb to her heated flesh while she used her middle finger to probe inside her tightly clasping cuntal lips.
Nikki moaned, pulling both hands away from her tingling feminine flesh. Her naked body trembled with desire. She had begun teasing her wetly tingling cunt again when, suddenly she heard a knock at the bathroom door. Her hand dropped in guilt and she stand in the mirror, blushing with shame.
"You gonna be in there all night?" her mother called.
"I'll be right out," Nikki said.
She grabbed her robe from behind the door and pulled it on. Then she stuffed all her clothes down into the hamper, making sure that the mined bra was at the bottom. She would throw it away tomorrow when she did the week's laundry.
"Jeez, it's about goddamn time," Faith Pruitt slurred as her daughter opened the door and stepped into the hail.
"I… I'm sorry," Nikki said, facing her.
It was obvious that Nikki was her mother's daughter. The woman was just an older, slightly heavier version of the girl. Her breasts were a little larger in the skin-tight sweater she wore.
"What the hell were you doin'" Faith said, shuffling past her. "Playin' with yourself?"
Her mother's giggling laughter followed Nikki down the hail. Luckily Faith had closed the bathroom door at once on her own words or she would have seen the scarlet flush that leapt into Nikki's face.
As she passed her mother's room, a movement inside, by the bed, drew her attention. She stared and barely managed to suppress a gasp.
Oh God, she moaned to herself. Not here, not tonight! Not tonight, of all nights, when her own body was in such torment.
There, standing by the bed, already bare to the waist, was Jordon Townsend. The muscles of his back rippled beneath the smooth, flawless skin as he leaned over and pulled his pants from his legs.
He wore no shorts, and his taut buttocks bunched and rippled nakedly as he moved.
Before he could turn and see her, Nikki ran on down to her own room. She closed the door and leaned against it, panting.
Her mother had been drinking more than Nikki suspected. Always before, Faith had had the decency to carry on her wild affairs away from the house and the neighborhood. Even with the carefree, often careless Jordon, she had always gone to his apartment to spend the night. He had never spent the night in their house, in her mother's bed.
Why tonight?
The cracker box wall between their rooms was so thin that Nikki could often hear her mother breathing. Good grief, what would she hear tonight when her own body was so racked with frustration?
Turning out the lights, she slipped beneath the covers and prayed that they would be silent and get it over with quickly.. She closed her eyes, and visions of Jack's hard cock danced in her head. Then Jordon's naked body materialized. 'He turned around and she could see his rigid, naked cock. It was dripping and throbbing, pointed directly at her already wet and dilated pussy.
Cock-that beautiful cock! How she wanted it! How she needed it! 4gain her hands drifted to the m of pubic fur between her legs.. Why couldn't she be like some of the girls she knew who took life and sex so normally?
Why couldn't she be like her friend, Karen? Why did Karen gave to move away just when Nikki's sex education from the girl had been blossoming?
With her fingers still lightly tickling her clit, Nikki wished she had a vibrator like Karen's. She had never had the courage to actually try out the instrument that Karen had introduced her to.
"You mean, you've actually done it with a boy, Karen?"
"Hell, yes, Nikki. I did it last year… a lot."
"But… but you were only thirteen!"
"I was ready when I was twelve," Karen replied, laughing. "But then, a few months ago I missed my period and it scared hell out of me."
"You mean… you mean you were making a baby?"