Strapped

Strapped Part 3

Just before Nikki and Joey crossed the busy street to Nikki's apartment, Joey stopped to inspect her hair in a side mirror on some random car parked along the curb. Nikki shook her head at her friend while she waited for Ms. Vain to finish primping and preening.

"C'mon, James Dean, I ain't waitin' around all night," Nikki playfully griped.

Joey chuckled as she straightened herself, then pulled out a pack of cigarettes from her jacket and produced a cancer stick with her teeth. She shuffled the smokes toward Nikki, offering her one. When Nikki declined, Joey returned the pack to its home and lit up the smoke hanging between her lips with a zippo lighter. She sucked in deep, then blew out a white stream into the night air, and said, "It takes time and dedication to look so fine."

Nikki bellowed out a laugh as they crossed the street. "No wonder you can't hold down a girl, you're more high maintenance than they are." She opened the door to the building and walked in first, knowing Joey would never precede her.

As they climbed the stairs to the apartment, Joey said from behind, "Nah, I'm not ready for commitment."

Nikki understood Joey's reluctance to commit, especially since Joey was only 29, sexy rugged, and free to do whatever and whomever she wanted. When they reached Nikki's front door, she fished for her keys inside her jacket pocket and smiled when Joey pressed up against her from behind. Nikki's body reacted and she pushed her ass against the bulge inside Joey's jeans. "Hold on a beat, lemme get us inside first."

Joey's hands found skin when she ran them under Nikki's shirt. "Oh, I plan on coming inside," she whispered before grazing her teeth along Nikki's ear.

Nikki unlocked the door in a frantic fashion, then threw her head back with a groan and pushed opened the door. Both women burst through, then Nikki turned around in Joey's arms, kicking the door shut and planting her lips against Joey's. Nikki found herself pressed against a wooden beam with Joey's hands groping her ass. Lips were nipped and sucked while tongues were stroked and flicked while their groins undulated into one another. Joey pulled back an inch from Nikki's swollen lips and gazed into her eyes as she slowly popped the button and lowered the zipper to Nikki's jeans. Nikki's eyes involuntarily closed and a feminine whimper escaped her mouth when Joey slipped a hand inside her underwear and grazed through her hair, over the lips of her sex before entering her with a finger.

Joey breathed heavily with full arousal next to Nikki's ear and whispered, "Nice and wet for my cock." She thrust her finger deeper, then pulled out and added a second finger. "You gonna be my good little slut and take Daddy's cock?"

Nikki's fingers dug into Joey's shoulders as she roared out her climax after hearing her favourite words slip out of Joey's dirty mouth.

Joey quickly pulled her hand out from Nikki's pants then picked her up and carried her over to the table. She laid Nikki down then removed her boots and pants, leaving her in a pair of black, snug underwear, shirt, and jacket.

Nikki watched Joey unbutton her own pants then pull out her flesh-coloured cock. Nikki could feel her arousal seeping from her pussy, saturating her underwear. She wanted more. Nikki quickly sat up and pulled her jacket off, flinging it across the room, then removed her shirt and bra before laying back down. She wanted to feel the contrast of her bare skin against Joey's rougher exterior of her clothes while Joey fucked her.

"That's it, slut. Nice and open for me," Joey said as she pumped her cock with her hand.

Nikki spread her legs wider and grabbed hold of the table's edge behind her head, making herself spread eagle. "Fuck me, Daddy." Nikki whimpered and writhed as her clit was rubbed by Joey's thumb while the tip of her cock teased her entrance. Short, shallow breaths paired with quivers of arousal had Nikki desperate to be filled again, and again, and again.

Joey torturously, slowly slipped the head of her cock inside Nikki, creating a beautiful arc from the woman beneath her. She inched her way in never removing her eyes from Nikki's. Joey's eyes closed when she pushed all the way in and the base of the strap-on deliciously pushed against her throbbing clit. "Oh, fuck yes, my slut." She clenched her teeth as she started to thrust slow but hard. "You're gonna take it for Daddy." Joey's hips pounded harder as she used Nikki's knees as leverage.

Nikki's moans grew louder and her fingers turned white from grasping the edge of the table. She could feel her tits bouncing with each hard thrust. The large girth and the length of her cock hit Nikki perfectly in the spot that guaranteed satisfaction. She was starting to feel her orgasm build to stratospherical heights when she rolled her head to the side, right in the line of vision of her front door. Her body jerked and a gasp escaped when her eyes landed on a tall figure standing just outside the doorway. Her heart thudded for a new reason; Joey didn't seem to notice Nikki's distraction as she continued to fuck her. The lone figure standing in the hallway, watching, took one step closer, revealing shadows of her face. Mickey. When Nikki spied the devilish grin on her best friend's face, she refocused on Joey and at the sensations fluttering deep in her tummy and all the way down to her contracting pussy. Nikki leaned up and grasped Joey's shirt then growled, "Fuck me, Daddy. Fuck me like you mean it."

Joey quickly pulled out then pulled Nikki off the table and turned her around, bending her over. "Daddy'll take care of you." Joey easily slipped back inside, grabbed her hips and fucked her hard.

Nikki's loud shouts complemented the sounds of the stainless-steel table legs shuffling back and forth on the floor, and she hoped Mickey was still watching. She wanted her to know how she liked it.

"I'm coming, I'm coming," Joey rasped.

The last hard thrusts from Joey pushed Nikki over the edge and she came with a scream, gushing her come all over Joey's cock. Nikki then laid there, flat on her tummy and chest with her palms pressed to the table, sweaty and breathless. She flicked her eyes toward Mickey and smiled at her when Mickey tossed her a wink before turning and leaving as quietly as she had arrived.