A True Hyper Pt. 01

[The Nikki series takes a single scene and swaps in a different partner for Nikki each time. This is the third scene. All characters are adults.] Nikki put her six-month old daughter down for a nap. Finally, she'd fallen asleep. Tip-toeing, she back out of the room when she ran in to something. Or, rather, someone. Her father, also the secret father of her baby, wrapped his arms around her from behind and guided her over to the wall beside the door, putting her back against it. "Shhhhhh, quiet," she hissed. "If you wake the baby you aren't getting any for a week." "I don't know how I'm supposed to control myself," he murmured, "when you are walking around looking like that in your dress." Nikki was wearing a red dress that her tits were nearly bursting out of, and which clung to her ass, swishing from side to side as she walked. Her hair was in pigtails and she had no makeup on. He loved her natural look. He slipped the straps f

It was years ago when she reached out to me via Facebook. She was living and working in Los Angeles and had been digging through some old things from high school when she found pictures of us together. We dated in high school, breaking up when I left for college. She went to college for a while, joined the military, then kicked around until she found her way to civil engineering in LA. Divorced, mother of two grown children, unsure when her love life would bloom again. I was back in Indiana, a married parent, and excited by her contact. She recalled our dates, our experiments in love, our breakup. We stayed in touch after that initial Facebook conversation. A year or so later, she said she was coming home to see family. Could we meet and have a drink? The visit was arranged and I met her at her hotel. The years had been generous with her. Her blonde hair was nearly platinum. Her skin tanned. She'd put on a few pounds but then so had I. We spent a few hours together, having a beer

Ctesasisl carried Arda back to the hotel. She was utterly spent from their love making. While Arda slept, Ctesasisl planned. How could he save her from the oncoming storm? Even if he had to give up his own life, he knew he would save Arda. Arda awoke her world was warm and soft. Her limbs were heavy in that comfortable, restful way, and her mind was lingering in the aftermath of pleasant of dreams forgotten where the sense of peace was the only memory that remained. The covers felt like a cocoon over her body and the sheets were soft against her sleep-numbed skin. She cooed happily to herself, nuzzling into them, and snuggled against the warm flesh that pressed against her from behind holding a possessive arm about her bare middle. Arda snuggled against Ctesasisl 's chest dreamily. Her body was pressed against his greedily absorbing his warmth, delighting in the softness of his skin against hers, and she reveled in his scent each time she took a breath. He smelled like the woods

By the time they walked through the door of the Big Nerd's penthouse apartment late on a Saturday night, Mia's face hurt. She'd had her 100-watt smile turned on all through dinner, trying to make it look as though she were hanging on his every word, and the muscles in her cheeks were feeling the strain. She wasn't even sure it had been worth the effort since he'd spent most of the evening staring at her breasts. That was fine with Mia. She could tell that he was hooked, that all he could think about now was how much he wanted to play with her big tits and get inside her panties. She had him where she wanted him. The man's name was Ed Bingley, though she always thought of him as the Big Nerd. She'd met him a two weeks earlier at a talk he gave on his innovative communications software, a product now used by almost every major corporation in the world. By his mid-twenties, Ed was earning millions of dollars a year; by the time he was 30, he was billionaire.