Tequila Sunshine Lunch - Nicki

Again this story is based in the U.K. so there are British slang words and phrases used. There are two earlier chapters which will give you more information about the characters and their relationship if you wish to read them.

Thanks again to Kenji Sato for his sterling editorial work.

It was a difficult weekend at work at the bar. Terri was a constant tease, always dropping the sly suggestion, a naughty wink, or even a quick grab of the crotch whenever she got the chance to; and Nicki seemingly tried hard to keep away from any potential situation were I could get her alone for too long, but I often caught her eyes on me when she thought I wasn't looking.

That, and the fact that the bar was crazy busy the whole time, meant that we really didn't get a chance to spend any time together.

As we had a quick beer after Sunday's late shift, I pulled her aside to speak, "Are we okay for tomorrow, then? I can pick you up about 12:30pm, if you like?"

"Yes, I'm looking forward to it," she replied, "but what's the plan? We can't be seen out in town together, you're too well known."

"We're going to head about an hour up the coast," I explained, "there's a little bay up there with a couple of good spots to eat and chat privately." What I didn't mention is that there was also a great little hotel that I'd booked a room in, too.

I couldn't sleep that night, thinking about my goddess' beautiful body, and what I would say and do to her tomorrow, my rigid cock almost constantly in my hand as I gently stroked it while my wife slept beside me.

In the morning, I was up bright and early; showering, shaving, getting myself in the best condition possible for Nicki.

I told my wife I had an important meeting out of town with a potential new supplier for the bar and then work that evening, so there was no need to wait up if I was late back, and headed off out.

I was like a nervous teenager, going on his very first date, as I pulled up outside Nicki's place a few minutes later, texting her I was there.

My jaw dropped as I saw her come out from her house and walk towards me, she looked absolutely stunning.

She'd straightened her hair and worn a beautiful blue summer dress with white floral pattern that showed off her cleavage perfectly, pulling into her waist, and flowing over her hips perfectly.

Her tanned skin shone through, and to top it off, she had a large straw floppy hat and big sunglasses. She was the absolute image of a '60s or '70s siren.

If you're old enough to remember, think of those photos of Jane Fonda, Twiggy, even Mia Farrow, but curvier and even more sultry walking towards you.

I jumped from the car to run around and open the door for her, "My god, you look so fucking fantastic Nicki!" I said as I ran my hand down her arm to her hand and helped her in.

"Why thank you, sir," she laughed. I had one last, long look down her cleavage as she settled in her seat before running around to the driver's seat and starting the engine.

"So are you hungry?" I asked, "I've booked a fantastic and exclusive seafood restaurant for lunch."

"Yeah, I'm hungry, but I was kinda hoping I'd be eating some thick meat today," she laughed, salaciously.

"Oh, I'm sure there'll be plenty of that, too!" I laughed back, as I turned the car out of our town and up the coast.

It was difficult for me to keep my focus on the busy roads, and I constantly stole glances at her shapely tanned legs, and her beautiful tits presented so nicely in the bodice of her dress.

My dick hardened in my pants as I thought back to our other encounters and sucking on her big brown nipples, eating her perfect pink cunt, and tonguing her wrinkled rosebud. And she noticed, gently laying her hand on my thigh and against its turgid shape, looking out at the passing countryside, as we headed North.

After a few minutes she sighed and said,

"We both know we shouldn't be doing this, don't we Andy? But I feel alive at the minute, I've been in a constant state of wantonness for the past couple of weeks, the amount of times I've made myself come thinking about what we've done is unbelievable."

"Nicki," I replied, "sometimes things happen in life that cause great upheavals, and even though you know maybe you shouldn't be doing something, it just feels so damn good, you have to grab it head on. That's how I feel at the minute, don't get me wrong, I feel bad for my wife, and I've loved the fun we've had with Terri, but I'm intent on seeing what develops between you and me. That's what's driving me on here."

"I'm feeling something like that, as well," she replied, smiling at me, and making me soar inside. "I guess we just have to see where this is going to take us, and we will worry about the rest of them all later."

We drove on in silence for a little while, musing over our own thoughts, though her hand never strayed from leaning on the outline of my cock in my trousers, causing me to remain harder than was really comfortable in this position.

As I turned off the main road to head towards the small village we were to eat in, Nicki turned to me and said,

"Pull in somewhere quiet, I can't wait anymore."

She was undoing my belt and unzipping me before the car was even stationary.

As my cock sprang to attention, she was on it immediately, leaning over me to take me in her mouth, mewing as she sucked the head and rolled her tongue around my glans, her tongue piercing, rolling against my urethra end.

Turning off the engine quickly, I tilted my seat backwards slightly to allow us a slightly more comfortable position, and growled my appreciation of her exquisite oral work.

I reached around her and fondled her fantastic bosom through her sundress, feeling the outline of her stiffening nipple through the material of the dress and her brassiere, squeezing her enormous breast and marvelling at its weighty softness.

Nicki worked my cock, taking more and more of my shaft into her mouth, forcing herself onto it as my head felt the tightness of her throat around it, flexing and spasming around it as her gag reflex kicked in.

She pulled back leaving my cock covered with her thick saliva as she pumped it with her fist.

"Jesus, I love this fucking cock," she said, "it's a fucking masterpiece, I could suck on it forever," as she lunged back onto it with her mouth.

I savoured her work, as she worked my balls with her hand, and slurped and sucked at me with real gusto. I reached to pull her dress up to look at her beautiful, shapely legs with her thick golden thighs, trying to pull it up further to reveal her buttocks for my pleasure; but that was a stretch too far from this position, so I just had to lean back and enjoy. I fantasised about what I would be doing to this siren later when I could get her into the boutique hotel room I had booked for us.

My arousal surged as I thought of her face down on the bed with her ass in the air, as I licked her rim and rubbed her clit, finger fucking her tight cunt while I probed her wrinkled rosebud with my tongue, as it loosened I'd probe it more, poking my tongue further in to her sphincter tasting her musky perfection.

I imagined her cooing and coming, soaking my chin as I continued working her cunt and ass orally, before her turning to me and giving me her assent to enter her ass with my cock at last.

My balls were boiling as Nicki's excellent oral skills, combined with my daydreaming, brought me towards a climax.

As she took my full length to the back of her throat once more, I knew I couldn't hold out any longer, and I groaned, "I'm going to spunk, suck that fucking cream right out of my dick you filthy vixen."

She backed off holding just my glans in her mouth as she pumped my shaft furiously and sucked me tightly.

My come erupted from my cock, spewing rope after rope of my thick spunk into her as she swallowed and sucked with abandon. Wave after wave of pleasure crashed over me, as my vision darkened and my muscles tightened all over my body, and yet she sucked on, accepting every last drop of a huge load without any sign of discomfort.

As I unwound, my body relaxing and undistending as my orgasm subsided, she lifted her beautiful face from my groin, looking up with her deep brown eyes and a wicked smile and exclaiming, "Fuck me, you taste so good, Andy; and you come so much, I love it. You've never let me down with a massive load, I can't get enough of your come."

I pulled her up to me to embrace her, kissing her deeply; the taste of my salt not deterring me from my desire to enjoy her passionately.

"Now cowboy," she laughed, "that was a hell of an appetiser, but I think I'd like some lunch now, before we concentrate on dessert. I've got a very special surprise for you, if you continue to impress me for the rest of the day."

"And we might have to find somewhere for you to tidy up a little!" she giggled, pointing at my crotch, where my wilting cock was leaking a final few drops of come onto my pants, to mix with the saliva stains already marking them from her deep throating actions.

"Shit," I laughed, "but who cares, I'll sort it at the restaurant. I'm sure I won't be the only guy with come in his pants when you've walked in there."

We drove the last few minutes into town, Nicki singing along sweetly (but badly) to an old Fleetwood Mac number that came on the radio "Don't Stop", and I pulled into the rear parking area of the restaurant, allowing me to hit the toilets, and clean up a little, as we entered through the back door before going into the lobby.

I'm sure I heard the maitre d' whistle under his breath as Nicki strode in in front of me, and plenty of heads turned from gents in the restaurant, as one or two wives scowled at them for their leering at her.

We were taken to a private table near the rear in a small alcove, where the bottle of L.P. Rosė I had pre-ordered was chilled in a bucket beside the table.

The maitre d' fussed over Nicki as he seated her, and I caught him taking a lustful glance down her cleavage as he adjusted her chair behind her.

I noticed the same from the sommelier, as he poured our bubbly allowing Nicki the option to taste it.

We ate a fantastic meal of fresh seafood, King prawns, lobster, crab claws, and oysters served on a massive platter of crushed ice with samphire, lemons wedges, and seafood sauces.

Nicki declared excitedly, that she'd never had many of the dishes before, and aroused me intensely with her enthusiastic slurping down of her oysters, head tilted far back while she poured the contents of each half shell and moaned her delight of the salty deliciousness of their freshness.

I laughed as after she swallowed her fourth or fifth she turned to me, winked and said, "That's the second best mouthful I've had all day."

We chatted lightly throughout the meal, discussing regular fun stuff, the people in the bar, the other staff, and Terri and her ridiculous levels of self-confidence and sass.

We drank Champagne and laughed at the obvious stir Nicki was causing in the restaurant as a clumsy waiter, trying to catch a glance at her chest, tripped over his own feet and dropped the plates he was carrying back to the kitchen.

"This is what you do to people, Nicki; I don't think you understand just how gorgeous you are," I said, "though part of your whole attraction is that complete unawareness of it all."

She looked a little more serious as she quietened and said, "Well, I've just got rid of a bastard that made me feel bad about myself; at every opportunity he got, he criticised me over everything, my weight, my teeth, my hair, my education. Finding the bar was a godsend to me, finding people that treated me as an equal, and as a woman, has changed my life. I haven't felt this happy in years, and my dickhead sister and him are welcome to each other, and their self-hating bitterness."

I smiled at her, amazed that any man could ever have treated such a beauty so poorly.

"Nicki, put it all behind you," I said, taking her hand in mine across the table, and feeling a surge of warmth as I touched her. "You're one of the most glorious people I've ever met, stunningly gorgeous and adorable, and if you give me a little time and stick by me through what I suspect will be a bumpy ride; I promise you now, you'll never be made to feel unhappy again."

She looked down shyly, turned away from me a second, then shook her head, looked straight in my eyes and said,

"Jesus, this is getting a bit serious, we're here for a fun day out, how about we finish off here and go and find somewhere we can be alone, I'm dying to get my hands on that body of yours again."

"Fuck yes!" I said, "CHEQUE PLEASE!" I shouted, and finished my Champagne with a gulp. She giggled again, as I rapidly looked around to make sure my order was being attended to. Settling up, I took Nicki by the arm and led her back out to the car.

"So where are we going to go, Andy?" She asked, "Do you know anywhere we can go private? It's been a while since I've actually fucked in a car!"

"I have something a little better in mind." Popping the boot of the car, I grabbed a small backpack I'd prepared earlier, "Let's just take a stroll down along the seafront for a few minutes."

I wrapped my arm around Nicki's waist and held her as we walked along the warm seaside promenade, a slight sea breeze ruffling her hair as we looked over the small bay with lots of small pleasure and fishing boats bobbing about in it.

It was a short walk to the hotel, I had pre-booked, and as we arrived I said,

"Why don't we pop in here? I believe they do very special cocktails in the bar and we can have a seat outside on the veranda and watch the world go by a little?"

"Well okay," she replied, "but I've got a real need for a bit of time alone with you very soon, I am aching for a release."

"Trust me," I smiled. "Take a seat at that table, what cocktail do you want? I hear they do a mean Bramble. I'll get the drinks and bring them out."

"Bramble is great," she smiled, taking her seat and gazing out across the bay.

I went into the bar quickly, ordered a Bramble and an Old Fashioned to our table, and ran to the small reception to check in and grab the keys to the honeymoon suite. I bounced up the stairs into the room, and left the backpack there. Back down the stairs I took my seat beside Nicki seconds before our drinks arrived.

"This is really a great drink," Nicki said, as she tasted the sweet cocktail, "and this little bay is a lovely place to be, I've not been up here for years, it's changed a lot."

"Well, I hope you enjoy it, I've got us a room for the night, or at least as long as you'd like to stay today."

"Well, you dirty dog!" She laughed, "I wondered what was taking you so long. I hope it's got a sea view!"

"It most certainly has," I replied, "but I've got very little intention of letting you spend much time looking out the window."

"Well, what are we sitting down here for? I'm sure they won't mind us taking our drinks up there," Nicki grinned.

"Spectacular plan," I said "let's head on up right now!" And I led her through the hotel to the staircase leading to our second-floor suite.

The room was beautifully decorated, with dark hardwood furnishings, floral-patterned seating in the lounge area, the adjoining bathroom had a large walk-in double shower unit, and huge stand-alone bath, dual vanity sinks and luxurious towels and robes. But the main centrepiece of the whole suite was the curtained four-poster, solid mahogany, antique bed--set on a pedestal and lit subtly from all around the sleeping area.

"Wow, just wow," Nicki gasped, as we looked around the room. "This is some fantastic room. It's perfect."

I embraced her from behind, "It'll be even more perfect, with your perfect body nude, spread-eagle, in the middle of that bed."

She turned to me and we kissed passionately, her tongue seeking mine as we pulled each other tightly together, my hands exploring her glorious curves, roaming her body over the light fabrics of her summer dress.

I walked her backwards towards the pedestalled area, easing her up the slight steps 'til she was at the edge of the bed. I spun her around quickly, pushing her body roughly down onto the bed, bending her at the waist, before dropping to my knees behind her and running my hands up inside her flowing dress.

Flipping her outfit up, I exposed her ass, it's twin beautiful tanned globes pronounced as she was bent over in front of me, the skirt of her dress up over her back.

She was wearing a pure white pair of sheen thong knickers, the g-string bright between her cheeks, the gusset obviously dampened, and her wisp of Brazilian style hair obvious through the sheer panel between her slightly spread thighs.

I buried my face in her, breathing in her sweet scent of musky goodness, savouring the heat of her cunt for a few seconds before pulling back enough to rip the knickers down to her knees, spread her cheeks and thrust my tongue between her glistening labia.

Nicki gasped, "Oh, YES!" as my tongue probed her cunt and ran the length of her slit to roll around her engorged clit, circling it a few times before going back to thrust into her again.

I sucked at her juices savouring their taste in my mouth and pressed my nose up against her crinkled rosebud to inhale her aroma, as I pushed my tongue as deep into her as I could.

She moaned her delight at my attention and reached back to grab the back of my head trying to pull me further into her, grinding her cunt hard against my face.

I pulled Nicki's cheeks wider apart and moved my tongue up to slide across her perfect little dark taint, slathering it with my saliva before making a more probing action, pointing my tongue and pushing it right into the centre of her sphincter.

She moaned out her pleasure as I tested the tightness of her ass, teasing her ring with licks and stabs of my tongue, and her hand went under her to work her own clit as I explored her. I could feel her little jolts and twitches of excitement as her passion built, and I sucked at her perineum, then went back to her sphincter where my administrations had relaxed her a little and loosened her outer ring just a little to allow me a little further into her with my searching tongue.

I pushed two fingers into her soaking wet cunt as I probed again at her butt, curling them to put pressure on her g-spot, just slowly pumping at it as she shuddered and ground back at me.

"Oh fuck, you're going to make me come, you dirty bastard," she cried, "oh my god, you're going to make me come so fucking hard, oh my fucking god, stick that dirty tongue right in my arsehole while I come."

She was strumming her clit at lightning speed as I fingered her cunt hard and tongue fucked her beautiful bum. And then, she released... shaking from head to toe, as her anus first released, allowing my tongue into her ring fully, then spasmed hard and repeatedly around my muscle, as the waves of her orgasm rushed through her whole body; her pussy clamping tightly around my fingers and spurting copious amounts of her juices around them.

I almost came myself right there in my pants as her ass twitched and squeezed around my tongue, the taste and scent of her hole so erotic, and I lapped a few more times as her sphincter began to tighten again and stop twitching as the orgasm subsided. I licked across her perineum once more, and took a mouthful of her cunt's juices before backing off and removing myself from between her legs.

I couldn't resist a playful slap of her curvy right asscheek as I got up and looked at her prostrate on the edge of the bed catching her breath.

What a sight to behold, her perfect round ass, with the red mark of my hand on her, her glistening rosebud and wet spread lips shining between its cheeks.

"Did you enjoy that, my sweet?"