The Truth About Nikki – pt12 – Adding to the family

Note: Again, I have changed the names of the men that I dated from the time that I moved to Seattle and thereafter. These diary posts are intended to tell my story, not to embarrass the men whom I have spent time with over the years.

After spending the next morning and early afternoon playing along the beaches with my son, I returned home and found that Kevin had called while we were out. So after putting my son down for a nap I picked up the phone and dialed Kevin. Just the sound of his gravely voice made my heart rate jump a bit. I told him that I had tried the swinger group and he wanted to hear every sorted detail of my first night. I spent probably 15 to 20 minutes recounting every thing that I could remember, answering his occasional questions along the way. When I finally finished, Kevin told me that I had made him rock hard and that his balls ached for my pussy. The image of Kevin’s cock flashed into my head, I could see every detail of it, from his thick roll of foreskin that surrounded his billiard ball size cock head, the almost ebony color of his silky smooth skin, even the veins running the length of his massive cock, pulsing with his life blood. I could feel myself grow wet between my legs and told him that I ached to feel him within me too. Kevin told me that as much as he would love to fly up and fuck my white ass again, he just couldn’t break free right now. Then he asked if I could afford to take a week or so off of school to vacation with him on the coast.

I was maintaining a 3.8 GPA and had already completed my labs for the semester so I told him that I would make it happen whenever he wanted but suggested that we do it around the same time as Anna’s wedding. I could hear him flip through the day planner that he always carried and within just a moment he proposed an entire week after Anna’s wedding for us to spend on the Oregon coast. At the very moment he suggested spending an entire week with me, a plan erupted into my head, a plan that Kevin would never accept nor endorse, but one that I immediately knew that I was going to enact anyway. The aching feeling that I felt whenever we were together was going to be satisfied at long last. I was going to bear his child. It wasn’t hard math to figure out that if I went off the pill now, and my cycle came at the proper time, that I would be just starting my most fertile time of the month when Kevin and I would be together. It was a hundred to one shot that the timing would be this perfect but I had hit it dead center.

Long after we hung up, I sat there thinking over every detail of my plan and evaluating and re-evaluating my decision to have another child. Kevin had really been the only man that I had ever known that had ever cared about me at all. It was true that he had been my pimp and master for those years in Portland, but he had been more than that too. He had spent time with me talking, guiding, consoling, and laughing. I knew that I was suffering from a daddy complex with Kevin, but I didn’t care at this point, I wanted another child and could now afford one easily. It did hit me as a bit ironic that I was planning to conceive a child from a man, who had two son’s by two different women, one of which was my son’s father and the other one was about to marry my best friend Anna. It made me smile to think that the child that I was hoping to conceive would in be Ray’s half brother and in essence my son’s uncle, all at the same time. This was going to drive whoever tried to trace the family tree nuts.

Two nights later, I had a “date” with a guy who had been recommended by Stu. He had sounded pretty cool on the phone and I was kind of looking forward to a night out. I parked my car at a downtown garage and met up with him at the bar we had agreed on. I had told him what I would be wearing and he greeted me just inside the door and escorted me to a booth. As I slid in he looked as if he was going to slide into the other side so I just patted the cushion beside me and he took the signal and scooted in beside me. Greg was in his early to mid 30’s, somewhere around 6’2″ or so, lean like a runner but if the rest of him looked like his arms, he was well muscled and hard. He had a broad smile and quick humor about him, which made me like him right away. He also gave me several compliments on my dress and perfume without any vulgarities. As we chatted and sipped out drinks I found out that he was a college grad from WSU and now worked for a Seattle sports team as a trainer (a junior assistant in his words). The same team that Stu was part of. I hesitated, but finally asked what Stu had told him about me. It was one of those moments that seem to hang there forever, but Greg finally leaned down and whispered in my ear that Stu and the other guys had all told him that I was “perfection in bed”. I could feel my face flush and knew that it must be bright red at the compliment but the remark just didn’t sound like one that would ever leave Stu’s nasty mouth. I looked up at Greg and told him that I loved the compliment but would like to know what they really told him. His smile broadened and he leaned back down, kissed me lightly on the ear and told me that what he had just said was his interpretation of what the guys had told him which was that I absolutely loved to fuck and suck cock all night long. Again my face flushed and patted my leg and laughed before waving to the waitress for menus.

During dinner we played a bit under the table without ever touching one another’s sensitive areas, but at least in my case it had done it’s job because by the time we left the bar and got in his car my panties were already a bit damp. He lived only a short distance from the bar and within minutes we were inside his apartment and embraced for the first time. His body was indeed hard and firm as he scooped me up after our first long kiss and carried me to his messy bachelor’s bedroom and sat on the foot of the bed with me still in his arms. This time when we kissed his hand slid under my dress, slid up my inner thigh and squeezed my damp pussy through my panties making me moan into his mouth. As we broke our kiss I slid off of his lap and stood between his open legs as I pulled my dress off over my head and tossed it on the dresser. His hands moved around my hips and he pulled me to him again, kissing my belly while he pulled my panties over my hips and down my legs. While he slid my feet from my panties I popped the snap on my bra and tossed it toward my dress. Now fully nude before Greg, I slowly lowered myself to my knees while his strong hands explored my torso and breasts as they passed before his gaze. He bent toward me and we kissed deeply as my hands found and unbuckled his belt, popped the snap, and unzipped his fly, finding his rock hard cock awaiting me. As our kiss had ended I slipped off his shoes and pushed him onto his back allowing me to pull his pants off of his firm, muscled legs. His cock stood there, bobbing up and down with his heartbeat, a single drop of pre-cum hanging below it swinging wildly back and forth on it’s sticky tether. I bent forward and engulfed his cock head in my mouth as my hands pushed his sweater up where he took over and squirmed out of it and tossed it elsewhere.

Greg’s entire groin was clean-shaven from his navel to below his balls and his silky smooth skin felt wonderful against my lips and hands. His 7-inch cock was throbbing inside my mouth and his drips of pre-cum had become an almost steady flow, which coated my entire mouth with his sex. His hands lay on his hips and I gently placed one on the back of my head, allowing him to take control if he wished. My attentions must have been to his liking because he petted my head but never pulled me to him I enjoyed his tasty hard cock. He humped my mouth gently and repeatedly told me how wonderful it felt to have me suck his cock, but he never gave any indication that he was going to cum until he exploded against the back of my throat, filling my mouth with his seemingly endless supply of sperm. As his orgasm waned he moaned that he had just enjoyed the best BJ ever and couldn’t wait to fuck me. His cock between my lips had not lost any of it’s firmness so I drew my mouth from it, slipped a condom over his still pulsing cock and climbed on top of him.

As I guided his engorged cock into my hungry pussy, Greg cupped and suckled my erect nipples and breasts, sending waves of pleasure rippling down my spine. With one hand he guided my pussy up and down his wonderful cock while he continued to suck my titties making me moan and squirm with pleasure. Just as quickly as he had cum the first time, so did I because out of nowhere I was slammed by a huge quaking orgasm, leaving me gasping for breath still firmly impaled on his fat cock. As wonderful as this slow gentle fucking felt, I wanted more from him, I wanted to feel his power between my legs, so I asked him to get on top of me and fuck me hard. Greg chuckled as we changed positions, telling me that I was living up to my reputation as a real cock hound. He plunged back into my wet pussy and began pounding his fat tool into me just as I had asked, hard and fast, hitting all the right spots with each deep thrust. In no time I was gripping his back and moaning like crazy as he fucked me hard into the mattress with each stroke until my pussy could take no more and I came on his cock again. He moaned into my ear as my pussy gripped his cock in spasm and told me how he loved my tight fucking cunt, but my pussy was in overdrive now and before I could even catch my breath I came again, bucking against his wonderful cock. I was just barely becoming aware of my surrounding when Greg slammed his cock into me and came with a mighty groan, back arched, frozen in place for many long seconds as his balls sent load after load of his seed erupting from his cock head. The feel of his cock thumping with me and the sound of his labored breathing combined to confirm that I had pleased this man’s desire, for now at least.

When Greg finally slipped from my womb, I excused myself and went to the bathroom to clean up. Greg’s flaccid cock had left his sperm filled condom dangling from my pussy and I pulled it free and examined it. I was impressed at the amount of semen that he had ejaculated. His first load had been an impressive amount and this was at least as large if not more than that.

I returned to find a smiling Greg kicked back against the headboard wiggling his limp cock at me. As I giggled at the sight he said, “look, you killed it”, making me giggle even more. I slipped another condom from my purse, hopped onto the bed, placed my hand over his and removed it from his cock. I told him that I was trained in mouth to cock resuscitation and would try my best to revive him, causing him to chuckle this time.

His cock tasted wonderful with it’s coating of fresh sperm and I congratulated myself for stocking up with non-lubricated condoms instead of those with the nasty jelly in them. Greg let out a satisfied moan as my mouth slid all the way down his cock until my nose pressed into his belly. I held him there and forced myself to swallow several times, clamping my throat onto his cock even tighter making him squirm and moan again. His silky cock head grew quickly as I sucked his tool and fiddled with that sensitive spot that lies behind a man’s ball sack. His hand had returned to my head and he applied gentle pressure each time I engulfed his cock fully. His hips humped up toward me, and his breath became short raspy pants, I knew that he was close as his balls were as hard as a baseball and twitching in anticipation of release. I pulled my mouth from his throbbing cock just long enough to ask if he wanted to cum in my mouth and his only reply was a soft guttural moan and increased pressure on my head. His eyes closed tightly as I drove my mouth down his cock, swallowing every bit of it then clamping my throat down and gulping it in even further. His grip tightened as I applied more pressure to his taint and he made one last lunge upward into my mouth as spurt after creamy spurt of his hot cum filled my mouth. I swallowed load after thick load of his semen as his fingers twitched against the back of my head until finally his grip relaxed and he withdrew his hand from me. I let his cock slip from my mouth and then carefully licked every inch of it and balls clean before sliding up beside him and resting my head on his chest.

We lay there for a few minutes before Greg got up, retrieved and envelope from somewhere and returned to the bedroom and handed it to me. I thanked him as he passed it to me and he smiled and said that it was he who should thank me, because I had outdone myself in his eyes and that he would like to be able to call me again. I told him that he could call anytime. Greg said that he needed to take me to my car so that he could get a bit of sleep before he had to leave for work. So I hopped from bed dressed and followed Greg out. After he had dropped me at the parking garage and I was securely locked inside my van, I checked the envelope that Greg had given me. He hadn’t added any tip, but he had paid the full price, which was already good, and he was a working guy, so I understood and forgave him. In fact it kind of surprised me that he had spent the money in the first place, he was handsome and charming enough to easily score with the ladies without any trouble.

Life and school and motherhood went on normally for another ten days before the date phone rang again, this time I could tell from the sound of his voice that it was an older man. He introduced himself formally and explained that another gentleman named Kevin had recommended me highly as a young woman who enjoyed the company of lonely men of color. I almost burst out laughing but caught myself and told him that I did enjoy the company of a fine gentleman and asked him politely if Kevin had discussed the terms of our evening together. This time it was his turn to chuckle and he told me that all the terms would be taken care of to my satisfaction. He asked if my social calendar had an opening for that very evening, as he would really enjoy some company at dinner. This man sounded so wonderfully sweet that I decided then and there to meet him. I told him that I was available at his discretion and he explained in detail his plans for our evening together. When I hung up with Richard, I was already behind the power curve. I called my neighbor and laid some line on her about a study group meeting that I just had to be at, etc, etc and she agreed to watch my son for the night, besides, I always paid her very well for watching him. Next on the list was digging out the black formal gown that I had bought but had never worn and making sure it was perfect. Matching black lace panties and bra were the next items to be tossed onto the bed, and to finish the outfit off, a set of black heels and panty hose. The pantyhose took me a while to find because I had only worn them a few times ever. With the basic dress requirements met, I ran through a quick shower and hurriedly dressed, adding a single string of fake pearls to top things off. I admired myself for all of 5 seconds before launching out the door to make my pickup time. As I drove across town I wondered what the evening was going to be like, Richard was picking me up at a downtown Hotel and then we were going to watch an opera. I had never been to one and had no idea what to expect, I was hoping that this kindly gentleman would keep me from making an ass out of myself. After the opera we were going to dinner somewhere, then obviously to his room.

I was standing in front of the Hotel at the exact time that Richard had given me, and was freezing my nipples off because I had left my jacket in the van, when I saw a limo turn in and stop at the front door. I stood there expecting to see people get out when the driver opened the door, but no one got out. Instead the driver walked directly to me, asked me if I was Miss Nikki and when I said yes he motioned to the car and asked me to follow him. I was blown away, a limo, being called Miss Nikki, I was still reeling with surprise as I ducked and slipped into the limo and got my first look at Richard. He was somewhere in his 50’s, maybe early 60’s, dressed in a black suit that matched the pure ebony color of his skin perfectly. He had a bit of a paunch around his middle but otherwise looked in fine shape for his age. He cupped my hand as I entered and guided me to the leather seat on his right. As soon as the door closed he lifted my hand to his mouth, kissed it softly and told me that I looked and smelled like an angle. I must have blushed some because he smiled and chuckled as he returned my hand to my lap, leaving his to cover mine. We chatted as the car weaved through traffic towards the opera and along the way I confessed that I had never been to one and asked him to guide me along. He told me that he would ensure that I behaved myself, at least until later.

The opera was a pleasant experience, Richard explained every little nuance of it to me in great detail and he did it in a friendly jovial manner that only made it all so much more fun. After the opera finished he took me to a nice Italian restaurant where we spent several more hours, chatting, eating and sipping wine before we finally settled back into his car for the ride to his hotel. As we drove across town his hand ventured off of my hand, to my leg, then began exploring between my legs, until his fingers were rubbing against my mound with just the perfect amount of friction to make me become wet. As we were chatting he told me that he had had his first white woman when he was a young buck of 18. That he had bedded her during his first weekend pass from basic training, and had always coveted the pleasures of white women ever since. We were looking at each other as he recounted his story and as he rubbed my pussy through my evening gown, he said that part of his lust for white ladies was because of the taboo against it, that it made him feel more powerful when he sexed a white woman, and the other part was because of our silky white skin and how it excited him to see it against his. As we pulled in front of the Hotel he asked me if my skin was white and pale, I stepped from the car and told him that he was just going to have to wait and see, he pinched my butt and chuckled as we were waved through the doors into the lobby.

The driver had taken my overnight bag from me as I had gotten into the limo for the first time and I was a bit shocked to see it sitting on a suitcase caddy as we walked into Richard’s suite. I opened my bag as Richard went into the main room and armed myself with several pre-opened condoms before following him. Just as I came in he began to unbutton his jacket and I stepped before him and took over, quickly removing his jacket and tie. He pulled me to him and kissed me with the fervor of a man much younger then asked if I would enjoy a drink. I turned to follow him towards a bar and laid his jacket over the back of a chair that was nearby. Richard stopped and lightly scolded me by saying that a jacket must always be hung, lest it be wrinkled, so as he mixed drinks, I hung his jacket in the closet.

Richard placed my drink on the bar and sat on one of the stools facing me as I walked back across the room. When I got about 10 feet from him he told me to stop and strip, that it was time to see my white skin. I walked to him, asked for him to unzip me, and turned my back so he could reach the full-length zipper of my gown. Unzipped, I walked away a few steps and began to slowly slip the gown over my shoulders, then slowly down my back while squirming my ass for effect. Peeking over my shoulder to check his response I then turned towards him again and let the gown fall from me before stepping out of it. His eyes were riveted to me as I reached around, unhooked my bra and slowly rolled it off my shoulders, revealing my B cup breasts and hard nipples. After dropping my bra to the floor I gently rubbed my breasts and torso before finally hooking my thumbs in my panty hose.