Eric’s Aid For Neglected Women: Part 1 When your boss is your best friend, can his neglected wife call for ‘booty favors’? By Silver Sea. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. Covid screwed up everything. Not just business and the economy, but relationships. We all knew folks who died, so it was a sobering reality to adapt to. After a year of mask Nazis and other Karens, most of us were ready to be free of the insanity. We all wanted to live free again. Friday Everyone, I suspect, is fucked up in some way because of what has transpired over the last 15 months with the spread of COVID-19 and all the associated impacts. Personally, it has meant working from home, overly supporting Amazon and other delivery services and not socializing other than online. I crawled into bed at 11:20pm Sunday night thinking ‘What a crazy fucking weekend. I never; Oh well. It happened. Two days, three nights, three women fucked that I had never imagined fucking.’ It started Friday night. The weather was hot. My friend and boss invited me over at the end of the day. We hadn’t sat and shared a beer in over a year. We were both fully vaccinated. It was time to sit in his backyard and do something that felt a little normal. My boss and I have been friends for a long time. While he’s a Director and I’m a manager, we operate as equals at work. Our careers ebbed and flowed crossing paths several times, bringing one another along to companies we were working at. I arrived at his place a little later than planned. We had an issue at work that kept me engaged until 7:30. Fortunately he lived only 10 minutes from my house. After a shower and shave I walked into his backyard just shy of 8:30. Zach was already half in the bag, five empties sitting next to his chair, a sixth bottle in his hand mostly done. “Shit man. About time. Problem resolved?” Zach slurred out, reaching a hand into a cooler on the other side from the empties, handing me a cold one. “Problem resolved. Bill will monitor it and send an update Saturday and Sunday. Thanks.” We sat talking about how great it was to finally get together, moving to work items, world news topics and just stuff. Halfway into my third beer, Zach’s wife came outside to say hello. “Hey honey, before you sit down, can you bring another 12 out of the fridge and fill the cooler.” “Hey Eric. Nice to see you. Sure Zach. If you really think you need more. Be right back.” “Yep. We need more.” Zach’s wife Nikki was a few years younger than Zach and though she was born well beyond the end of the hippie era, she had a demeanor that would have fit right into those times. She never got dolled up for instance, but had a down-to-earth natural beauty that drew people to her no matter how casual she might be. I watched her walk away, barefoot, braless, wearing a snug but comfortable short skirt and a loose-fitting tank top. Nikki returned with the beer in an open case. When she bent over to fill the cooler, her skirt was just long enough to avoid flashing me with her underwear. On one hand that was too bad, on the other hand, I’m not sure I wanted to be caught gawking at my boss’ wife’s crotch. Nikki collected the empties, including my third which I had just finished, filling the case. Shit. Zach had had nine beers? No wonder our conversation was disjointed and rambling at times. When Nikki sat down beside me with a fresh beer for each of us, she sat back, shifting in her seat. Forget the near miss on the underwear flash. Did I just see what I thought I just saw? Is the braless Nikki also not wearing underwear? While somehow, if I paused to think about it, maybe I shouldn’t have been surprised, I’m sure I just got a flash of Nikki’s pubic hair. While Nikki and I engaged in some catch-up small talk, me unsure where to look, but now and then checking to see if I had seen what I thought I saw, Zach made his first trip to the bathroom since I had arrived, which, in and of itself, was an impress feat. Nine beers, no pee breaks. Impressive. A call came in from work. I apologized to Nikki and took the call. It was Bill. Everything was still running but there was some excessive load on the system. While Bill and I talked, Nikki reclined in the corner of the sofa. She pulled both feet up onto the seat, wrapping her arms around her knees. Now it was clear, Nikki was not wearing underwear. Her pussy and ass were peeking out at me. As much as I tried to look away, the vision kept drawing my eyes back to her crotch. Zach staggered back to his chair opening another bottle when he sat down. “I think it’s Bill”, Nikki reported to Zach. “How are things?”, Zach asked me. I replied with a thumbs up. While finishing my conversation with Bill, Zach had fallen asleep in his chair. Nikki was nonchalantly shifting in her seat exposing differing amounts of herself to me, seemingly unknowingly or without caring about it. With Nikki’s pussy distracting me, I did lose track of the conversation with Bill a couple of times; who wouldn’t. I was doing my own shifting, trying to hide the bulge growing in my pants. I hung up. Nikki kept one knee up dropping the other, stretching out her leg. Her skirt was hiked up enough at this point that Nikki was showing off her uncovered pubic hair. It was nothing fancy beyond being neatly trimmed. “Maybe I should be going. It looks like Zach’s night is done.” “No need to run. If you don’t mind staying a while longer, I’m enjoying the company. You know. It’s been a while since we had anyone else to talk to, besides each other.” Nikki said, nodding her head towards a snoring Zach. “Sure. Sure. I guess I can stay a while. It’s just, you know, it’s getting late. I’m not sure, well, you know.” “You have some place else to be?” “No. No.” I said shaking my head for emphasis. “You don’t enjoy my company?” “No. For sure not that. I always enjoy talking with you Nikki.” “Then stay. I enjoy talking with you too.” I nodded my acceptance of her invitation to stay. We talked about Nikki’s work, their COVID changes and plans for the coming months, some challenges she was facing. I had eventually kicked off my shoes and put a foot up on the couch so I was more easily facing Nikki without having to contort myself. Nikki alternated which leg was up and which was outstretched, at times having her pussy all but completely exposed to me. Zach just continued to snore. “How’s the dating scene been during COVID?”, Nikki asked changing the conversation from what had been mostly about her work and mine. “Different for sure. Definitely slower.” “Are you dating anyone these days? You know, maybe we can have a dinner together sometime with four people. It would be nice to hear different voices, see more faces.” “Well. Dating is a rather loose, not well-defined term these days. It’s not like there are places to go and things to do. For people who weren’t already in a relationship when the lockdowns began, it has been difficult getting a relationship started. At least, that’s what I’m hearing and seeing on social media;  and experiencing myself” “So what are people doing for sex these days? What are you doing, for instance?” “Well. I gather it’s the same for most people. You call a, pardon the expression, a fuck buddy and see if they are as horny or as desperate or as bored with Webgirls as you are.” Nikki chuckled, “I guess that makes sense. So have you and your fuck buddies been in sync with your boredom?” “Yeah. I suppose. Most times.” “How many fuck buddies do people have? How many do you have Eric?” “Well. I can’t speak for other people, so, for me, two who you might say are regulars or maybe dependable and a third who’s more;  cold and hot.” Nikki laughed at me flipping ‘hot and cold’, “So your third buddy is not available most times, I take it?” I took a sip of my beer and averted my eyes about to say something unflattering about a ‘friend’, “Yeah, I guess she finds Erotic videos more satisfying than me most days.” Nikki laughed again dropping both legs then pulling them up giving me an unobstructed view of her crotch. “The two, one of us calls the other, we know what it’s ultimately about, and we agree to get together maybe over a bite to eat or a movie at my place or theirs. We end up in bed together and if it’s the weekend we try to make it an extended session. The other one, seems she’s only ever available when she wants to be, never if I’m the one initiating the call; so, I don’t call anymore.” “Good decision. Saves on disappointment.” Nikki’s exhibitionism had almost become normal. I think my acceptance might have come about because Nikki seemed so natural about it, like she always walked around without underwear and everyone knew she did and no one cared. While my cock still had some fullness to it, it was no longer straining the seams of my pants. “Time for a pit stop”, I announced getting up, dropping my empty beside the now full case. “Know where you’re going? I can show you if you don’t.” “Yep. I’m pretty sure I remember.” I found my way to the bathroom as I had remembered. Phew. I was a bit intoxicated, but not too bad. When I flopped my cock out to pee, it was warm and plump. I could have beat a load out of my balls in a minute or two, already being semi-aroused and finding my cock so receptive to touch. But I didn’t. Erotic videos was waiting at home and would be my inspiration later tonight. I was walking through the den returning to the backyard when I heard Nikki call my name. “Eric!” She was standing in the kitchen, leaning against the island. “Hey Nikki. Calling it a night?”, I asked walking towards her. “Well. Maybe. Maybe not.” “I’m thinking my night is coming to an end. Thanks for chatting with me. I enjoyed that.” I was now standing in front of Nikki. “Me too Eric. Can you stay a little longer?” “Sure. I guess. I’m pretty beat though.” Nikki reached out grabbing my belt, pulling me into her. “Too beat for this?”, she asked grabbing my crotch with her free hand while attempting to kiss me. “Wo. Nikki.” “You didn’t like my show? You didn’t like what you saw out there?” “Uh no, I mean yeah, well sure. But you know, I’m not sure; ” “that you want to fuck your boss’ wife?” “Boss. Friend.” I was still dodging her attempts at kisses. “I’m your friend too, am I not?” “Sure Nikki. Sure. You’re my friend too, but; ” “Well this friend needs your help. Zach does this every night. Six to twelve beers after his work day is done. Passes out wherever he’s sitting. Some nights he finds his way to bed. Most mornings I wake him wherever he passed out the night before. I can’t tell you the last time we had sex. I need some physical contact. Please Eric. Please? Just fuck me. I don’t have to cum. Please?” While she was talking, Nikki was undoing my pants and now had her hands in my underwear. She took a hand out, grabbing one of mine, pushing it under her skirt. “Touch me. Kiss me. Take me. Please Eric?” “But Zach. What if he wakes up? Wait. What am I saying. Zach’s my friend. You’re his wife.” “Please. I’m that desperate. And when’s the last time you fucked one of your buddies. Come on. You don’t think I saw your erection out there while you were eyeing my pussy? And if you don’t fuck me, your friend’s wife will be out hunting for some stranger to fuck her. You think that’s somehow a better option?” Her statement froze me long enough for her to get her lips on my mouth. My hand in that moment awakened to the wetness of Nikki’s cunt. It had been a couple of weeks since Melissa and I had engaged in sex. I kissed her back. Nikki was stroking my cock and pushing my pants down. I joined in, hiking her skirt then shoving a hand under her tank top. Two fingers dipped inside Nikki. Warm wet goo coated them. My cock was steely hard in Nikki’s hand. “Fuck me right here in the kitchen”, Nikki said, crouching down, taking my cock in her mouth. It was a good blowjob but not great. I’m sure Nikki is a talented lover but I suspect her urgency to get my cock inside her pussy, kept her from fully applying those talents to her blowjob. I stood there, watching Zach, passed out, motionless, head tilted back, mouth agape while his wife had my cock filling her mouth. Nikki stood up, turned around, never letting go of my cock, attempting to steer it into her cunt. “Fuck me. I will watch Zach, just in case he manages to wake up. Uh.” Nikki grunted when I initially pierced her pussy. “Fuck Eric. Thank you. Fuck that feels so good having a cock in my cunt.” I was wrestling with fucking my friend’s wife while her cunt felt so warm, so tight, too damn good to stop. I reached around her hip, getting my fingers on her clit. “Oh. Fuck yeah Eric. Fuck yeah.” Nikki lowered her head. I glanced up to see Zach hadn’t moved. Nikki clamped a hand over her mouth screaming out a muffled orgasm. Damn that was fast, I thought. I guess she was that desperate, that aroused. She pulled my hand off her clit. I moved my hand to her hip and just started pounding her. Nikki rode me, grunting out each thrust when my hips crashed into her ass. It was my turn to grunt, emptying my balls into Nikki’s cunt. I held my cock deep inside Nikki, riding out the end of my own orgasm. I guess all that covert foreplay in the backyard had both of us aroused closer to an orgasm than we knew. When I slid myself out of Nikki she turned around bending down to take me in her mouth again. “Delicious. I haven’t tasted cum for such a long time. Yum. Can you stay?” “umm. I don’t think that’s a good idea at all.” “Come on. We’ll just tell Zach you had too much to drink to drive home.” “And so;  I took his place in your bed? Uh, I don’t think so.” “Yeah. I guess that won’t work. Too bad.” Nikki put my cock back in her mouth. Initially I thought she was just sucking out the last of my cum, but this was a much better blowjob than her first attempt. It was a blowjob I wasn’t going to be able to stop. Long slow strokes and licks. Holding just the head of my cock in her mouth and sucking hard. Down her throat until her eyes watered. Fuck Zach. He was still passed out in his chair. “Hmm look. He’s awake again. Hmm.” Nikki said, sliding my cock back into her mouth making love to it with her lips and tongue. Nikki stood up. “Come on. One more go before you leave. Please?” I was at a loss for words. Nikki spun me around. “Hop up. Come on. Up on the island.” I hoisted myself up. Nikki pushed me down, laying me flat. She was up on the island with me an instant later, throwing one leg over me, sitting herself down on my cock. Before I could get my hands on her hips Nikki was bouncing her ass up and down. “Fuck. I always knew sex would be good up here on the island. Fucking perfect. Lots of leverage and nowhere for a cock to go but straight into my cunt. Here. I got the fucking part, you grab my tits”, Nikki instructed lifting her tank top. Nikki did have control of the fucking with me being unable to move. My legs, from my knees down, were dangling over the edge of the island giving me no leverage to pump back, so I played with Nikki’s tits. Her cunt was ravenous. Nikki got into a rhythm where she was sliding up the length of my cock, the head teetering on the edge of exiting Nikki’s pussy. Her pussy was hot and sloppy. A mixture of her ooze and my cum was leaking all over my balls making a puddle on the granite under my ass. Nikki stopped pumping, sitting up with my cock entrenched deep inside her. “Fuck I have missed this so much and look at my fucking drunken husband passed out in the backyard. Tell me this feels good for you too Eric.” “It feels great Nikki but talk of your husband and my friend still puts a bit of a damper on things.” “Come on. Tell me you haven’t thought of fucking me before.” “Okay. If I said that, that would be a lie but,” “Fuck the but. I’ve thought of fucking you, my friend. And now we’re doing it and it’s great. If things don’t change around here, I may make some changes of my own, which might include you becoming my best friend. Well, at least my best fuck friend.” Nikki started moving her hips again, increasing her tempo and force. I grabbed her ass feeling the impact waves from her crashing into me ripple through her glutes. My balls tightened, my grunts grew louder, I unloaded another serving of cum inside Nikki. “Ah. Thank you so much Eric. I thank you. My pussy thanks you and though he doesn’t know it, my husband thanks you. Seriously, I was on the edge of fucking anybody opportunity might present to me.” “Well. Thank you for this unexpected pleasure. I mean. I’ve always found you an attractive woman Nikki. I guess it’s for me to wrestle with you being married to my friend and boss. I should go. It’s late. I can’t tempt fate any further.” Nikki leaned down and kissed me, raising her hips, allowing my tired rod to slip out of her and flop onto my body. “Probably best, though I’m telling you, if I don’t go and wake him, we could go into the bedroom and fuck all night and he would be none the wiser.” I followed Nikki off the island. We straightened our clothes, her pulling down her top and skirt, me hiking up my pants and underwear neither of which ever made it completely off my legs. Nikki walked me to the door grabbing my crotch. We thanked each other again, then kissed goodbye. Saturday Saturday morning I woke up earlier than I wanted to. The beer from last night had overstayed its welcome. I felt tired, with a very minor hangover but my full bladder wasn’t going to let me sleep any longer. While I stood emptying my bladder, all I could smell was that morning-after-happy-pussy-aroma. After my shower, I walked into my room and was met by that same aroma. I threw on my housecoat, stripped the bed and tossed the bedding in the washing machine. I was sitting having my first coffee, listening to a European Tour event on the golf channel and reading some news headlines on my phone when someone banged on my door. 'Fuck. Really?’ I thought. 'Who the fuck could that be this early on a Saturday.’ As I opened the door, I felt someone pushing their way in. “Nikki? What; ? She was holding her hand up waving something black. “When I walked back into the kitchen after you left, this was on the floor.” “My wallet? How the; ” “Must have fallen out when we were having sex. Nice outfit. Perfect actually”, Nikki said tossing my wallet on the table in my entrance way, dropping her purse, pushing me against the wall and undoing my robe. “Hmm, you smell nice and clean too. Freshly showered. Nice.” Nikki had my cock and balls in her hands, her mouth biting my neck, then we were kissing. Her hands left my crotch. I could feel her moving, wiggling. “Uh; Nikki.” “What? You still worried about fucking your friend’s wife, your boss’ wife? That horse left the barn last night and is long gone. If you didn’t enjoy it last night, just say so and I will leave but based on how much cum was running down my leg and stained my sheets last night, that’s going to be a tough sell to yourself, never mind to me.” Nikki was stepping out of her shorts, lifting her top over her head, now standing naked in front of me. My cock was hard, Nikki had made sure of that. She stepped into me pushing my robe off my shoulders and me against the wall. I relented. Nikki was right, that horse had left the barn. Who was I to deny a naked, horny, attractive woman? Let’s face it, during COVID my sex life had been rather slow, to put it mildly. Choosing between Nikki and internet porn was easy. Our necking was intense. I was a much more active participant than I had been last night. We stood in the hall grabbing each other in all those places horny people grab, tits, asses, cocks, pussies, testicles. I spun myself out of Nikki’s grasp, pushing her face first against the wall. I pushed myself into her, my cock sliding between her glutes, biting her neck and shoulder, grabbing tits and pussy with my hands. I quickly kissed my way down Nikki’s back, spreading her ass so I could bury my face in it, lick it and probe it with my tongue. Nikki moaned, pushing her hips back, encouraging me to do more. “Fuck yeah. Lick my ass. Get some fingers in my pussy.” I obliged Nikki’s request, easily sliding two fingers into her slick canal. “Oh yeah. Fuck me right here. Right here against the wall. Take me Eric. Take me.” Nikki didn’t have to ask twice. I stood up, grabbing my cock, guiding it into Nikki. Her pussy was so hot compared to the air-conditioned atmosphere in my house. “Holy fuck you’re hot Nikki.” “And that cock feels so nice and cold. Fuck you have a nice cock, Eric. I could fuck you all day and night.” Nikki had tilted her hips, bracing herself against the wall, spreading her legs, pushing back. I reached between her legs again, finding her clit, wanting to feel her cum with me deep inside her pussy. “Holy fuck man. Why have we waited all these years to do this? Ah! Ah! Ah!” Nikki screamed, her head dropping between her shoulders, her back revealing the depths of her post-orgasm breathing. Now it was my turn. My hands cupped around the top of Nikki’s hips. I started long slow deliberate strokes occasionally pulling my cock out, poising it at her opening and plunging it back into her. My testes finally told me it was time. I increased my tempo and force with which I was driving into Nikki. Her head was still hanging between her shoulders. She just kept repeating, “Oh yeah. Take me. Oh yeah. More. Take me. More. Oh yeah.” My testes clenched then unloaded in syncopation with my own grunts and moans of satisfaction. I wrapped my arms around Nikki standing her up against the wall, still buried inside her cunt. We stayed like that panting and congratulating each other until Nikki coughed purging my softened penis from her pussy. “Damn. I’m so glad you dropped your wallet.” “Me too,” I agreed spinning Nikki around for a kiss. “Shouldn’t you be getting home?” “Are you kidding? I told you he would sleep outside all night. He did. This morning I woke him and sent him to bed. He was in rough shape. I told him I was going shopping. He has no fucking idea what time it is or where I am. I will be lucky to see him before 3. I would love some of that coffee. It smells good. Where’s your bathroom?” “Upstairs, first door on the right.” “Thanks. Meet you in the kitchen. I’ll find it by following the coffee aroma. You won’t be needing this”, Nikki said bending down picking up my housecoat and taking it with her. We stood in my kitchen drinking coffee naked. “Nice coffee. If this wasn’t so hot I would dip your dick in it to flavor it.” “Maybe you just want to put some coffee in your mouth, then add my cock to see if that would even be a good idea before spoiling a whole cup.” “Good idea.” Nikki slurped some coffee into her mouth, got down on her knees sucking my cock into the warmth. “Mm. Fuck. That feels incredible.” Nikki sucked my dick for a bit before saying, “and tastes good too. Hmm, penis latte. This could become a regular thing for me.” She repeated the process twice more injecting starch back into my cock. “Damn this cock of yours comes to life fast.” Nikki commented about my once again erect penis. Nikki stood up, set her coffee on the counter and started kissing me. We necked with less urgency than when she arrived. Fondling each other, taking time to explore each other’s body. “I think I would like to try the latte treatment on your pussy. Interested?” Nikki stood back, spreading her legs, thrusting her pelvis forward, “It’s been a while since I had a mouth on my cunt. Pussy latte away until your heart is content my friend.” Nikki is a smart lady. Her 'my friend’ addition wasn’t an accident. It was no doubt intended to remind me that she is my friend too, maybe first, maybe before she is the wife of my friend or my boss. “Hmm. You eat pussy well. Quite well actually. Do your fuck buddies tell you that too?” I stopped sucking on Nikki’s clit to answer, “I suppose they do. But, doesn’t any mouth feel good on an aroused pussy?” “Any mouth does feel good, but few feel great. Your mouth feels great.” I took another sip of coffee, applying my warmed mouth to Nikki’s cunt again. “Ho WOW. That warmth from the coffee is amazing. I’m loving pussy latte. How about you?” I stopped licking Nikki long enough to say, “Best latte froth ever.” Nikki ran her fingers through my hair for another minute or two enjoying my ministrations. She bent a little hooking her hands under my armpits, signaling me to stand up. We engaged in another necking and petting session before Nikki took my hand off her pussy leading me into the living room. Almost without seeing her do it, Nikki grabbed a bottle of olive oil off my counter when we walked by. “Lie down on the floor”, Nikki instructed. As fast as I lied down, Nikki was straddling my legs, slowly pouring olive oil out of the spout onto my cock, massaging it all around my cock. “Nice spout. I should get me one of these. Nice cock and balls too Eric.” “Thanks Nikki.” “No. Thank you for sharing it with me”, Nikki said sliding back and bending down to suck my oil glazed cock. “Hmm. Good quality oil too.” Nikki said taking a moment to examine the label on the bottle. “Great flavor.” Nikki set the bottle down and went to town sucking my cock. I closed my eyes. It was just Nikki’s mouth sucking my cock and balls, her hands were not engaged. Nikki spun around into a 69, never letting my cock leave her mouth. When she sat on my face, I could taste olive oil on her pussy and smell it on her ass. Nikki’s pussy was warm and quite delicious. I tasted the confused mixture of Nikki’s creamy pussy goo, my cum, the olive oil and lingering hints of coffee. I was ready to spend whatever time it took to lick her and get her off. Nikki sat up, her ass spreading around my nose, smearing it with olive oil. I felt her pouring more olive oil on my crotch. I heard the bottle return to the floor and felt Nikki’s hands going to work on my cock. Nikki spun around again, stealing her pussy and ass away from my happy mouth and tongue. I felt a moment of disappointment, until Nikki straddled my cock, sliding it between her labia while reaching behind herself massaging my balls. “Before last night and this morning my cunt was feeling really neglected.” “Was it now?” “It was. But not anymore thanks to you, my friend. Know what’s still feeling neglected?” I figured I knew, but didn’t want to offer that she might be referring to her ass. I hoped, but that part of people’s anatomy was out of bounds for so many. I didn’t want to take the chance I might spoil what we were building towards. “Do share.” I said, reaching out to play with Nikki’s tits. “Ah. Come on Eric. You’re a smart guy. You’ve had my mouth and my cunt. Olive oil smeared all over our nether regions. What’s left? Do you need another clue?” Nikki’s hand massaging my balls slid down over my anus for an instant then returned to my balls. “Your ass?” “Good boy Eric. Yes, my ass. Asses are so great, aren’t they Eric?” Nikki’s hand returned to my anus, a finger pushing then breaking inside me. “Um. Yes. Asses are great Nikki. And your ass is most definitely great.” Nikki pulled her finger from my ass. Lifted her hips, grabbed my cock and poised it against her anus. She closed her eyes and bit her lower lip. My cock slid up and down between her glutes a couple of times, unable to break past Nikki’s sphincter. I watched her face communicate her increased level of concentration. She held my cock firm and steady, applying a constant, increasing pressure trying to sit down on it. “Ah.” Nikki moaned when the head of my cock finally penetrated her. “Oh fuck. Hmm. Go slow Eric my friend. Hmm. It has been a while. Your cock feels really good though.” “I will leave you in control Nikki. Your ass feels really good too.” And it did. Tight. Hot. I restrained myself from thrusting my hips upwards to penetrate her deeper. “Oh man. Your cock is so nice. So nice and fat. Hmm.” Nikki was sitting still, biting her lip. Dropping her head, lifting it. Panting and humming in tune with her joy vs discomfort struggle. Nikki started moving, wiggling her ass a bit, pressing down some but not too aggressively. I felt my cock inch a little deeper before Nikki paused again and dropped her head further. I noticed her nipples looked more erect. I started caressing one, sliding my other hand under her crotch so I could lightly massage her clit. “Hmm. That feels nice. Thanks Eric. Wow. Your cock may not be exceptionally long but it’s so nice and fat. Let’s try for a little more.” Nikki pushed down again. “Keep rubbing my clit and nipples. That’s helping. Hmm.” She stopped pushing. I felt my cock slide a bit deeper. Then it felt like it wasn’t sliding in as easily as Nikki would like. I picked up the oil tipping it up so it poured on Nikki’s ass. A few seconds later I felt it cascading over my cock and balls. “Good idea. Thanks.”, Nikki said sitting up a little, pulling my cock out of her ass, spreading the oil around my cock, then sliding me back in. “Oh yeah. Better. Much better.” She said sliding me further into her. “Come here. Kiss me.” Nikki leaned down. We kissed. I started gently pumping my hips. Nikki moaned into my mouth. “Your ass feels as great as it looks Nikki. It’s so tight I think it squeezed all the oil off my cock when it first found its way in.” I was maybe three-quarters of the way into her. She sat up and started fucking me harder. Two thrusts later Nikki’s ass bounced on my thighs. She pumped twice more then sat down with me fully inside her. Nikki sat there, looking at me until I registered that she was flexing her ass muscles giving my cock a massage. “So Eric. What do you like better? My ass, or my pussy?” “Why do I have to choose? Can’t I love them both the same?” “Smart man. Of course you can. Now let’s have a nice fuck before I have to leave.” Nikki and I fell into a gentle rhythm fucking her ass. Its tightness seemed to ease a little, adapting to the fullness of my cock. The last time I; I can’t remember the last time I fucked someone’s ass. Nikki leaned down allowing us to neck. Our rhythm was constant. “Hmm. I can’t believe how good this feels; how much I’ve been missing this”, Nikki said into my ear, her body lying flat on mine, her mouth beside my ear. “I’ll second that.” To be continued. by Silver Sea for Literotica