Chapter 8
"There was a woman whose husband had a fetish for the actress Brigitte Bardot. She went to a tattoo artist to have the name of his French idol written across her ass. 'I want Brigitte on one cheek, Bardot on the other,' she informed the man. The tattoo artist closely examined her buttocks. 'Your ass is much too small to accommodate the lettering. It would wrap around you. I have an alternate solution. Why not have me put a B on each of your cheeks? It would accomplish the same effect at a fraction of the cost.' The woman readily agreed. Two Bs were lavishly engraved on her backside. That night while her husband was in bed, she took pleasure in stripping before him, turning around and leveling her newly tattooed ass for his express viewing. The man digested the letters before him. 'BOB' he carefully read. 'Who's BOB? What does this mean?'"
Nina grinned at the teller of that story. "Sammy, I'm going to cut you off for the rest of the night. It appears you've had too much to drink."
"Awwwwwww, come on, Nina. You were supposed to laugh."
"Guess I forgot." She wiped the bar with her cloth. Sammy Algretti was another of her regulars. He loved spinning tales for her amusement. On a weeknight, his humor was the exact prescription. Her lack of a raucous response largely sent him into a mad scramble. He recited more from his bag of tricks. Depending on how busy she was, Nina either encouraged him or merely tolerated the gaggle of jokes.
Nina was accustomed to the assortment of pranksters who circled the bar, regaling her with their depraved humor. It tended to be a nightly ritual. An enthusiast of raunch, she occasionally bellowed with laughter-but some of their quips brought a flush to her cheeks.
"You know, Nina, you're looking pretty damn good from this side," he said. His elbows edged toward her. "How about having a nightcap with me after closing?"
She tossed her cloth to the side and shook her head. "I'm absolutely exhausted. It's been a hell of an evening for me."
He dropped his voice to a provocative level. "I've got ten inches."
"Am I supposed to do cartwheels?" she sighed.
"That would be appropriate."
"Right now, all that looks good to me is a pillow."
"How about a rain check?"
Sammy happened to be an attractive man. Jumping into the sack with him wasn't altogether unthinkable. His big dick wouldn't serve as the determining factor. Nina enjoyed men in all sizes. The attitude behind the equipment was what sparked her lust.
She couldn't, however, take someone other than Kirk home from Tangerine's. Chancing that a stud might continually pester her at work-and in front of Kirk-was an unacceptable risk. Nina always took Kirk's fragile feelings into account. She consciously sidestepped those kinds of scenarios.
She wondered how Kirk fared with Nancy. Her wristwatch had been consulted at frequent intervals. Given the lateness of the hour, she assumed that dinner had long since ended and that they wrapped the evening with a cocktail. She was glad they refrained from coming to Tangerine's-that would have been a complete distraction.
Last Call came and went. Nina parted company with her drunken admirers. It was time to surrender to sleep and tranquility.
Presumably Kirk dropped Nancy off at the apartment and was into his second dream.
After trudging from the elevator and in the process of unlocking her front door, Nina discerned the sounds of lovemaking. Kirk and Nancy were definitely at it. Her hand promptly dropped from the knob. She had no desire to intrude upon them.
Hmmmmm, Nina thought brightly. They finally connected. She liked the idea. Kirk was a wonderful human being, deserving of a nice girl such as Nancy. She was entitled to a measure of happiness. She couldn't have been more pleased.
The need for sleep gnawed at her. She simply had to get some. Too many nights of late partying had taken their toll. There hadn't been a respite from her wildness, either. Nina binged on sex without hesitation. Her body informed her of its demand for regeneration. She planned to grant its request.
Glancing at the apartment next door, she thought of Dave Manchester. He was a bit of a night owl. His light had shown from his front window. She gathered he was completing an assignment for one of his magazines.
Dave promptly answered her knock. "Couldn't sleep, huh? Want some company?"
"Actually, I don't want company, but do sleep. Would you mind if I camped out here?
My daughter is entertaining someone."
"Yes," he said with a grin. "I've heard them. Apparently she takes after you."
"That remark warrants a slap-but since I'm indebted to you for your measure of kindness, you're off the hook. Let it be known I don't take kindly to those kinds of references."
"Please excuse my impaired judgment." He took notice of her curvaceous body featured in her Tangerine's outfit. The tantalizing corset and clinging tights spurred his interest. "I don't suppose-"
"I'm at the brink of collapse," Nina asserted. "I couldn't keep my eyes open if you propped them with your dick."
He shrugged. "Given that, help yourself to the bed. I've got several more hours of work. Since you're denying me warmth, I only ask that you save me some covers."
"That won't be a problem."
Nina stripped off her garments and folded them neatly on the dresser. Retaining her panties, she stretched luxuriantly across the bed. Mmmmmmm. Her naked flesh savored the crisp sheets.
Within moments, she quickly surrendered to precious sleep.
A warm flush came over Nina. A tingling flurry traveled through her lower region, steadily on the rise. She ground her heels into the mattress at the moist pressure between her legs. Ohhhhhhhhh. Hot air fluttered across her groin. A gulping sound pierced the darkness.
Nina's eyes flew open. She looked down, only to find Dave's head stationed at her crotch. He lapped the moist flaps of her pussy. His thirst for her sugary juice was total. He kept his mouth to her pussy, framing the opening with his lips.
"Oh, God," she gasped. Her head dug into the pillow as he availed himself of her tasty secretions. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Oh, Dave. Ohhhhhhhhh."
He pinned back the section of her panties that blocked his access, then reached into her succulent cove with his tongue. Clasping her buttocks with the other, he brought her snatch tightly to his gulping orifice.
"Mmmmm," came his animal grunts while he gobbled up her cunt. "Mmmmmmmmmm."
Nina undulated. "Ohhhhhhhh. What are you doing to me?" Pleasure streamed through her body. His purpose was much too apparent. Dave's dark curly hair brushed her stomach as he sucked her pussy.
Swinging her arms over her head, she grabbed the pillow. Trembling, she clawed the linen.
"You idiot," she gasped, biting her lip to muffle her cries, "my daughter is going to hear us." Even Kirk would catch on, she fretted. The walls were thin. If Dave grasped the commotion that rose from her apartment, then inevitably theirs would be detected. Nina wanted to prevent her cries from reaching them. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh."
"I want it," he muttered before tongue-diving. "Christ, how I want it."
Dave's anchored mouth threatened her with exposure. God damn him! Where did he learn to eat pussy like that? Of course, she wanted it. His strokes were too good to resist. Ohhhhhhhhhh. She raked the pillow, then framed his face with her thighs. He drilled her with that yearning tongue. His searing gulps followed.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh," Nina moaned after enduring his hot wiggle. The pitch of her screams could not be modulated. Biting down on her knuckles did not save her from uttering those gut-wrenching sobs. Her fingers twisted through his curly locks. "Ohhhhhhhhh. Oh, yeah. Suck my clit. Flick it with your tongue."
Dave enjoyed her verbal splendor. He took a gamble, going down on her while she slept. Nina could have easily rebuffed him. Instead, she fed him a profusion of her juices. Mmmmmmm.
Nina looked too good, laying semi-naked in his bed. He strolled through the door, stunned by her delicious body. She had, in his opinion, a fantastic ass. Those heart-shaped buns gave him an appetite. He ripped off his clothes even before acknowledging the fever in his loins. Burying his face between those legs was crucial.
He observed the swell of her nipples. Nina cycled about them with her thumbs, then gave each a tweak at the height of his invasion. Her intermittent pinching led to a contorted mask.
"I love to eat your pussy," he mumbled between lavish scoops. "Mmmmmmmmmmm. I can taste how horny you are. I love sticking my tongue into that wet hole and sucking out its juices. Mmmmmmmmmmmmm. I want to tease your clit until you cum in my face. You're so fucking hot, Nina-and I love it."
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh," Nina sobbed. Her ass thumped against the mattress as he slurped her. He mouthed her tender snatch, absorbing the flavor from her pink folds.
Dave ground his lips to that quivering snatch, employing a rousing twist. His limber whips produced more of her saccharine flow. Her clit vibrated with joy beneath his tickling manipulation. Permitting her love button no rest, he gave it his all.
Nina recognized the piercing note she achieved. Tilting her head, she gazed at the wall that separated Dave's apartment from hers. Their furor must have been picked up by Nancy and Kirk. She was far from quiet as he maneuvered that incredible tip. Ohhhhhhhhhh. It was the dead of night-sound invariably carried.
Who could weather his exquisite licks and not verbally respond to them? Nina found it impossible to silence herself. He invoked a prickly heat. Dodging his fever-producing slurps was an exercise in futility. Dave was determined to stay on task.
Pressing her heels into the mattress, she steered her pussy to that talented tongue. Dave made her tremble from the swift series of darts. Her pleasure crested immediately. There was no stopping her shuddering orgasm. Ecstasy raged through her body.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh," she wailed as those eye-popping jolts commenced. "Oh, Jesus-I'm cumming! I'm cumming. Ohhhhhhhhhh."
Dave lapped her seizure-ridden mound for several excruciating seconds. Her furious outpour surged. Nina's cunt was a tangy mix of her own secretions and his bubbly saliva.
Slowly, he removed his tongue. Grabbing her by the shoulders, he dragged her under his horny frame. His cock throbbed fiercely. Lacking patience, he wanted to be engulfed in her moist heat.
Nina was alert to his tremulous grope. His dick pulsed on her stomach while he adjusted his angle of entry. She knew once he stuck it into her, she would be even louder than before. "They're going to hear," she fretted weakly. "Ohhhhhhhhhhh. If we haven't disturbed them up already, they'll be awake now."
"I can't help it, baby," he groaned, planting his bloated crown between her soaked cunt lips. "I've got to have some of you now."
Nina's nails sank into his shoulders as he pushed his dick into her snatch. Air whistled through her clenched teeth. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhh. It's so fucking hard. Oh, baby. Ohhhhhhhhhh."
"I have to be inside you, baby. I have to fuck your wet pussy."
Nina's pupils curved high as he crammed himself into her cunt. His palpitations were strong. Ohhhhhhhhhhh. She swallowed him whole. He kept pushing until his balls exerted tension. She felt his entire body groan with relief before he began pumping her. When those lush movements were implemented, Nina could do nothing but moan. Deep, guttural sobs poured from her lips. Dave's cock truly excited her. He filled her pounding urgency.
"Stroke me, baby," he gasped, delving into her vibrant clench. "Ahhhhhhhhhhhh. Stroke me with that tight pussy. Let me fuck you. Let me into those wet, clinging lips. Ahhhhhhhhh."
Nina's clawed fingers swept up and down his back. Eventually, she gravitated to his muscled buns. Dave flexed beneath her shivering graze.
She wrapped her quivering walls about him and delivered pleasurable friction. She wanted only to expedite his orgasm. Quickly satisfying him would put an end to their feverish noise.
Nina became addicted to his plunging. His thrusts awakened every cell in her body. Her clitoral climax had been the precursor to something more gratifying. Feeling a hard man packed in her slippery folds instigated another kind of fire.
Her moist snatch pulled at him. Ahhhhhhhh. Dave groaned from its hot suction. He jammed his dick into her, savoring his tight fit. Back and forth he drove, listening to his balls thud against the inside of her thighs. Taking a handful of her ass, he drew her closer to his hungry body. Her pussy squeezed him. Ahhhhhhhhhhhh.
Nina lost the battle of moderating her cries. Dave had her at the point of cumming. No matter how firmly she eluded orgasm, it began building in her loins. Shying from its thrill was a fruitless endeavor.
Dave, conscious of her weakening condition, pumped her harder and faster. "Yeah," he gruffly told her, pounding her with cock. "Go for it, baby. I want you to cum. Don't resist it. Yeah. Let me feel you cream while my dick is in your pussy."
Nina stopped petting his butt with her nails. Her hand jumped from his ass, then clawed. "Oh, God," she blurted, exhaling loudly. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhh."
Dave sliced through her contracting pulp. He let her constricting pussy trigger his orgasm. The jism rocketed from his balls. He gasped while feeding it into her snatch. His abundant spurts filled her pussy. "Uggghhhhhhhhhh. Uggghhhhhhhh. Uggghhhhhhhhh."
Dave hammered Nina's ass to the mattress. Nina pitched beneath him, absorbing his torrential flow. He shot his hot seed with one grunt after another.
After his fury dissipated, Dave disengaged himself from Nina. She moaned when he removed his cock. Ohhhhhhhhhh. Her pussy had adjusted to its bulk; without it packing her frustrated cunthole, she felt empty.
She stared at the common wall between Dave's apartment and hers. Gradually, she submitted to the dregs of sleep.