2 comments/ 46889 views/ 3 favorites Kinky Nikki Ch. 01 By: olderguy566 Kinky Nikki Part One: The Story of a Debauched Housewife in New Zealand Meeting Ron Well, I suppose you guessed by now that this story is about me, Kinky Nikki. I'm 28, married to Ron for the last three years, no kids. Should I describe myself? Well, I've got red hair, long and straight, wear a size 16 -- kind of plump but no stretch marks if you know what I mean, nice shaped legs, and I wear a 40DD bra. Big tits in other words. Oh, and I shave my cunt. Does that shock you? Na, didn't think so! Sexual preference? None really, I like men, women, straight sex, kinky sex -- well they do call me Kinky Nikki (ha ha) oral, anal, group sex, B & D, wet sex you name it I'll give it a go. It's all Ron's fault, he debauched me. I need to tell you how we met I suppose... I met Ron when I was in Palmerston North, working as an escort. I suppose I need to tell you how that came about -- I was born in England and came to NZ with my Uncle and Aunt when I was sixteen. I still have the accent of an eastender from London, but a lot of guys find that a turn on. Anyway, I left home when I was 19 to go looking for a job and wound up in Wellington. I got a job in a supermarket and worked there for a year before I left because the manager kept trying to feel me up out the back. I bummed around for a bit because I couldn't find anything else, and then I met a girl at the pub one night who said she made a bit of money on the side doing sort work. I was no stranger to sex; in fact I loved bonking the boys when I got the chance, so I gave it a go. It wasn't too bad actual, because in NZ most of the guys who use escorts are traveling businessmen, and have some manners and in the main aren't too hard on the eye -- not too many fat and ugly ones! It took me a while to get used to it, but soon I was getting enough to live comfortably at least. Eventually I moved to Palmerston North and got work with an agency there. They seemed pleased with me. One morning they phoned and said they had a client who wanted a morning session, and would I go to his motel. I got dressed in my work gear -- black bra, garter belt and stockings, no knickers (the clients always liked that) and a long dress. I noticed that one of my stockings had a hole near the top, but didn't have any others that were clean, and being in a hurry I decided to hell with it and wore them anyway. Then I set off for the motel. Ron introduced himself and we had coffee and a cigarette. He explained that he was in Palmy on business, wasn't married, and moved around a lot so he didn't have time for girlfriends. He wasn't half good looking, six feet tall, well built, olive skin and beautiful brown eyes. I started thinking I was going to enjoy having sex with this bloke, and was beginning to feel quite horny. I asked him if he wanted to go through to the bedroom, but he said no, here on the couch was where he wanted to do it and would I take my clothes off for him? So I stood up, put me smoke out and started getting out of my clothes. I slipped out of my dress and he went oooo when he saw my bare bum. I turned around a couple of times for him and then went and stood in front of him, putting one foot on the couch so he could look at my cunt. He ran his fingers along my leg and up to my crotch, sliding his fingers along the lips of my cunt having a good feel there. While he did that I took my bra off and cupped my tits in my hands the way guys like, and he commented on how lovely they were. He got me to sit next to him and bent down to suck my nipple into his mouth, giving it a good tongue lashing. He was obviously very experienced. His fingers were in my cunt while this was going on, and I was starting to get wet, which he mentioned. I told him I was getting turned on, and he said that if I came for him he'd be right pleased. What are you going to give me to do that with? I asked, reaching for his trousers. He laughed and stood up and stripped off, God he had a nice body. Firm, not too muscled but well shaped. He had a lovely cock, standard six but it was really fat. I love a fat cock. He stood in front of me and I played with it, sitting on the couch with my legs apart. I rubbed it on my tits for a bit before rolling the condom on -- I had to stretch it open to get it on he was that thick. Then Ron sat down on the couch and invited me to sit on it, which I did happily, gradually working it into my cunt, it felt so good, I started posting up and down on it as he continued to tongue lash my nipples. It wasn't long before I had a fantastic cum, I grabbed his head and pulled it into my tits I think I nearly tore his ear off. He was laughing happily, telling me I was a fantastic fuck and using all manner of filthy language -- you know, things like what a nice cunt you've got, God you can move that arse and wouldn't I like to fuck you there, that sort of thing. Now I had done anal sex before, I had one old guy in Welly that paid me plenty to stick his slim little cock up my bum, but I wasn't too sure about Ron's being so big and all. But he had just given me a fantastic cum, and I was really turned on by this guy. So I said look, you get me nice and wet there and I'll let you. I'll pay extra, he said and I say go on -- you can have anything you want. Anything he says? Anything I say, still floating on a post-orgasmic cloud. Then I want this first, he sys. He lifted me off of him and sat me on the couch before going off to the bathroom. He comes back with a tube of KY and knelt between my legs. First he got me to sit forward with my bum on the edge of the couch, then he spread my legs and lifted them up, getting me to hold my knees to keep my legs up and apart. This way I was totally exposed to him, my hairy (but trimmed) cunt and puckered arse hole staring him in the face. He squeezed a liberal amount of jelly over my arse and pushed some of it into me, then put the nozzle of the tube up me and squeezed more inside. He'd obviously done this before. As I found out later, Ron is a real arse bandit. Ron began working his finger into my arse, and as he did so he leaned forward and found my clitty with his tongue. He'd nibble at it for a bit, then lick along my crack a few times like that -- nibble lick, nibble, lick. -- He was starting to get me worked up a treat when he worked up another finger, and so now I had two of them in me. I was beginning to relax into it, and really enjoying it. His licking me was sending me crazy! I started mouthing obscenities like, oh fuck! Lick my cunt you bastard! Oh yes, stick your finger in my arse! Ron told me later that my pommy accent was a huge turn on for him. Again, it didn't take long before I was over the top and squealing with another orgasm, I must have come in buckets because when I recovered enough to look at him he was grinning up at me, his face covered in cum juice. I just stayed where I was looking at him as he got between my legs, pulled me a bit closer and began working his lovely cock into my arse. It took some getting there, I can tell you! But he was soon in me up to the hilt so to speak, and started fucking in and out slow and gentle, before increasing his rhythm. His lovely hands reached up for my tits and he pinched my nipples hard enough to make me squeal, but not so hard as to be cruel. The pain seemed to shoot straight to my cunt, which was gaping open in front of him. He put a thumb on my clitty and began making little circles with it -- I was in heaven! I'd never been fucked like this by any of my clients, God it was good. His rhythm began to increase and just as I came for the third time that morning, he groaned and arched his back as he came. Ron stayed in me until his cock began to go down, and then carefully pulled out, drawing the condom out with it. He disposed of it somewhere and then leaned forward to kiss my cunt, licked his way up to my tits and then on to my mouth where he gave me a long and lovely frenching as I wrapped one arm around his back and fondled his lovely soft cock and balls with the other. Eventually we separated and Ron lit us another ciggy. I lay back on the couch, my legs still apart, puffing and chatting with him. That's when he mentioned my stockings having holes in them. I told him I'd have to get some more, you blokes are hard on a working girls gear. He laughed at that and said he'd like to buy me some, I said that wasn't necessary. 'But I'd like to', he said, real serious. 'Look, do you have anything else on today?' 'No.' 'Then how about spending the day with me. I've got nothing else on. We'll go shopping.' 'Shopping?' 'Yeah, shopping. Get you some new kit and maybe some kinky toys, grab some food and drink and come back for another session. What do you say?' 'I don't know if I can. My agency doesn't allow us to socialize with clients. I'll lose my job.' I was tempted, but, because my agency was a bit strict and sometimes I felt like a prisoner. I could leave any time I wanted, but that would mean no more work and having to go private. I only lived in a bed sit and you can't entertain clients in a bed sit. I explained all this to Ron. 'Tell you what,' Ron says 'Phone them up and let me talk to them.' So I did, and Ron persuaded them that it was a business arrangement. He was paying for two sessions, and giving me lunch in between with a tip. They seemed happy with that and it was settled. So after getting cleaned up ands dressed we were off. Ron took me somewhere for a nice lunch and a glass of wine, which was a good thing as it turned out. We stopped at a supermarket and bought some more wine and some more food for the motel, and then Ron took us to a sex shop located in a discrete area of Palmy. You know the stuff, sexy lingerie, dirty movies, vibes and all that. There was a lady behind the counter, 40ish but with a nice figure, smiley face, and nice makeup. She asked us if we needed help and Ron says yes- need some nice stockings, garter belt type. And some interesting toys. So before long I had two new pairs of black stockings, a waspy (which I'd always wanted) a vibrator, a butt plug and some ben-wa balls. The woman kept looking at me in a funny way but she was very helpful. She sold us some special lubricant to go with the toys and then said that I really needed a better bra than the one I was wearing. So I say why is that then, and she said something about not enough support -- big breasts needed good support she says. Do you sell that type of thing though? Says Ron. Not here, she says, but I have a friend in the business. She named a street address, and Ron drove us over there. Little did I know my life was about to take yet another rapid change. Kinky Nikki Ch. 02 Kinky Nikki Part Two: The Story of a Debauched Housewife in New Zealand Shopping Encounter The shop we drove to was located in a quiet street just outside the city centre. It was a lingerie shop, packed with frilly items for all shapes and sizes. Ron led me in and we were greeted by another 40ish lady, in dress and look much like the woman who had served us at the sex shop. 'You must be the couple Maureen just telephoned about' she said when we came through the door. 'She phoned you?' Ron asked. 'Yes, she gets me a lot of business. You'd be surprised how many women visit her shop.' She gave a little laugh. 'I've been there myself!' We got down to the business of buying me a new bra. We made a selection and I was surprised when she asked Ron if he was going to come into the fitting room. Too right he says, and off we went. It wasn't until we were in the rather large fitting room I remembered I wasn't wearing any knickers, and got embarrassed (which I don't often) and didn't know where to look. Ron laughed, and said: 'She's embarrassed' 'Why?' the lady says. 'She isn't wearing any knickers.' The lady gave a giggle and said 'Go on sweetheart, take it off' meaning the dress), 'I won't be offended and your boyfriend 'l get a nice eyeful, won't he.' So off came the dress and there I was semi-naked again. The lady, who by now had introduced herself as Beth, had a good look at my tits and said Maureen was right, not enough support. She stood behind me and pulled my bra straps up and I could see in the mirror what a difference it made. So off came the bra and on went a new one. As the fitting went on she kept touching my tits and making comments about how lucky Ron was to have a girlfriend with such a lovely figure. I really thought she was a bit too intimate, but Ron was saying things like, well, you've got a nice figure yourself. What's your bra size then? I thought she'd slap him, but she just laughed and said 36c actually. I bet you wear nice underwear, having this place and she says I suppose I do -- I suppose you'd like to see me in them wouldn't you. And Ron says not half I wouldn't. Who wouldn't want to see two hot women in nice lingerie -- and who knows what they might get? Then he gave her one of his smoldering looks that make your cunt leak juice everywhere, and she gives him a funny look and says I'll be right back. We heard her go to the shop door and the sound of dead bolts being put in place. 'She's locking up shop.' I said to Ron 'This could be fun then. You don't mind?' 'No, course not.' After all he was only a client; he could do what he wanted. Beth walked back in. 'I've just locked up so we shan't be disturbed. I'm actually wearing an ensemble your boyfriend might like to buy for you, and thought I'd model it for him. Do you mind?' 'Go ahead,' I said starting to get turned on at the thought of Ron getting a show from this pretty mature lady. 'Be a love and unzip me will you?' she asked me. I undid the clasp at the back of her dress and pulled the zipper all the way down. Beth stepped out of her dress to reveal a nice slim figure in light blue lingerie, which included a garter belt and stockings, a thong and a quarter cup bra. Ron's eyes were all over her. She stood there with her hands on her hips as we admired her. 'What do you think?' she smirked. I was looking at the thong, and thinking I could never wear one because all the hair on my cunt would stick out over the sides and top. She must have guessed what I was thinking, because she looked down at my furry patch and said: 'Oh you'd have to have a good trim dear. Or be like me and shave it all off.' Ron was busy staring at Beth's nipples, which were nice and big, and when he heard this he said quite matter of fact, 'Really?' I've never seen a shaven pussy before.' 'Well,' says Beth, 'you show me yours and I'll show you mine' and she reached out and gave Ron's cock through his trousers. Well I should have mentioned that there was a couch in the changing room, and before you could say Jack Robinson Ron was out of his gear, his fat cock sticking straight out from his lovely body. Beth said oo what a lovely one, turn about's fair play and then sat down on the couch and pulled the thong off. She parted her legs enough for us to see her smooth shaven cunt and ran her fingers up and down her slit. Why don't you come and give us a little lick then, she says, and Ron got down between her thighs and ran his tongue right into her cunt. Beth moaned with pleasure. Not to be left out, I dropped to my knees and put my hands on Ron's hard on. Go on, Ron says, lick her nipples. Now I'd never touched another woman before and didn't know if I wanted to, but thought hell mate, you're paying for it. So I leaned forward and took Beth's nipple between my lips and gave it a little suckle. Beth moaned and put her hand on the back of my head, encouraging me to continue Meanwhile Ron's hand had found its way to my cunt and was probing for my clitty. In between mouthfuls he was asking me if this excited me, had I ever considered being with another woman, had I ever wanted to lick a cunt. I just moaned as my cunt got wetter with his fingers probing me. He kept at Beth for a while, and then straight out asked if she wanted to be fucked. 'Oh god yes' she says, 'please fuck me you bastard.' 'You have to lick Nikki first,' Ron says. Well that came as a surprise, I can tell you. Beth leaped up from the couch and hauled me up onto it, getting between my legs where she could get at my clitty with her tongue. I gasped as her mouth settled on my cunt and her tongue started lashing at my clitty, she'd obviously done this sort of thing before. I watched in awe as Ron got down behind her, sliding his fat cock along the crack of her arse, and then positioning himself so that he could drive it up her cunt. He worked his way in and began his thrusting, which made Beth's mouth bump against my cunt giving me even more delicious feelings. Beth reached up and began mauling at my tits, giving my nipples a good finger and thumb rolling. She took one hand away and started shoving fingers up my cunt. I thought I had experienced some good sex before today, but this was mind blowing. Ron was still fucking away at Beth when she looked up from her munching at me and asked if I wanted some cock instead. It was an invitation that was hard to refuse, and I mumbled a yes please. Beth moved away from Ron's thrusting cock and invited him to sit on the couch. Then she guided me over Ron so that I had my back to him, and held his raging hard on as I impaled myself on it. Once he was in, Beth got down and began licking me again, giving Ron's shaft and balls a lick and a suck every now and then. Getting fucked and licked at the same time made me come real quick and I squealed with delight as she pulled my clit with her teeth. Ron hadn't shot his load in me and Beth hadn't orgasmed, so we exchanged places and I licked her as Ron shot his load up her cunt. Beth was cumming like a crazy bitch and I was in a dream of ecstasy myself with all this wanton sex. It was fucking awesome! We spent the next five minutes calming down -- my cunt felt raw and tender, god knows what Beth's must have felt like. She went and made us a coffee and we had a fag together, chatting away like old friends even though Ron and I had been strangers half an hour before and then both fucked her. 'My Gerald is going to be so jealous when I tell him' she said 'Your old man, you mean?' Ron asked. 'Oh, he won't be too pissed off. I know he's having it off with the neighbor's daughter and she's young I can tell you. Actually, we've been in the swinging scene for years now, and we both like a little bit on the side. But he likes girls like you -- plumpish, you know.' 'Is he a good fuck though?' I said with a giggle. 'Oh yeah, he's good with it. Lovely long peter he's got. Not as fat as this one though,' she laughed, tugging playfully at Ron's limp tool. I didn't think it would stay soft for long the way she was going on, I could see Ron's interest awakening. 'I tell you what,' she said 'Why don't you two come around tomorrow night and meet him? We've got a nice spa pool in our garden; we could have a few drinks and drive him a little bit crazy if you want to...' I shook my head, knowing that Ron and I were going to be separated forever after this day. Ron said he'd think about it, but took Beth's phone number. We spent some time in the shop selecting more sexy outfits which Ron paid for, said our farewells and then left. We drove back to the motel with me in a sexually euphoric state. God, I'd never been fucked like this in my entire young life! I didn't know what to say to Ron really, I was really enjoying his company and had been treated like a lady throughout. I was falling in love with him even then I think. We got back to the motel and had a long shower (individually) and Ron had some work to catch up with. While he made his phone calls I prepared a meal -- I'm a good cook, and when he was ready we ate and had some wine, making small talk throughout. Then we sat on the couch where he'd first fucked me and watched telly for a while. It was kind of intimate -- you know? Then I thought shit this guy has bought me clothes, brought me to orgasm three times already and treated me like a lady. Do him proud, I thought, I'll never see him again after tomorrow. I asked him if he'd excuse me a minute and went in the bedroom. One of the things he'd bought was a white teddy, and I quickly slipped this on. Then I got the lubricating oil, got some on the butt plug and slipped it into my arse. Then I went back out to the lounge. I took a glass of wine over to him and offered it, which he accepted. Then I knelt in front of him and took his beautiful cock out of his pants and sucked it right into my mouth, unprotected and all. Ron groaned as I swallowed his fat cock, and I kept sucking it until his hips left the seat and he sent a good load right down my throat. We relaxed for a while, sipping wine and choking back fags until I felt he was ready again. Then I led him over to the kitchen table and told him to bend me over it and fuck my arse. 'Course he had to take the plug out first, but he really appreciated that. His fat hard cock slid straight in, and he fucked me like a mad man for nearly ten minutes before he came. After that I started gathering up my old things and my new things, getting ready to go, you know? But he stopped me. 'Look,' he said 'I really enjoyed today.' 'So did I' I said. 'So why not stay?' 'You mean sleep with you?' I asked him. Most clients want to be quit of you once they're done. 'Yeah, sleep with me. Stay the night. Stay forever!' I laughed at that, and he pulled me to him and kissed me long and soft and gentle. So we ended up in the bed together, cuddled up all warm and cozy like -- no sex at all. Everywhere else except in bed, when I think of it. And that's where we were, the next morning, wrapped up in each others arms just like real lovers.