It’s not mine

You say defensively totally embarrassed, “they’re not mine, I found them in the closet when I was looking for shoes, and..”

She stepped up and put her finger against your lips to stop you from talking. “Shhh, it’s okay, you don’t need to deflect, let’s get you changed first, then we’ll, talk about your need for cocks.”

“What?! I don’t need..” She shushes you again before you can continue your sentence by placing her finger to your lips again, you try to defend yourself. “I don’t..”

This time she shut you up bu kissing you. Your standing there completely stunned as she pulls off your lips with a smile, “oh baby, your so hot right now, don’t spoil it by talking.”

And she kisses you again briefly, then says, “okay now, let’s get you dressed up properly.”

What just happened you wonder, she thinks your hot? She’s kissing you, what does this mean, is she your girlfriend now your head is spinning not sure what to do about the situation, though you are deeply embarrassed, you follow her lead.

She rummages through the closet looking for cloths and says “what’s this?” Pulling out a paper bag with rope like string handles, “oooh” reaches in and pulls out a silicon fake boob. She looks at you with intent, and a mischivious smile. Then nods and says in a warm tone, “oh yes this is happening.”

She goes over to the dresser, finds the silk bra’s, gets pantyhose out, looks at you as she is going through the other drawers, produces what looks like Japanese school girl dress, smiles at you and says, “okay, first take that shirt off.”

It’s more like she is talking to herself then anything. She reaches over and proceeds to peel the shirt off of you. When you try to resist, she kisses you softly, and shushes you. Which makes you very compliant with her undressing you.

She goes to pull the leggings off of you, and you grab those, no way she is going to peel those off of you, you are wearing panties, that’s too embarrassing for her to see that and your starting to sport a massive boner from her handling you..

She leans into you, inches from your face and softly says, “let go hon, you want to get laid right?”

You instantly let go as the words register and you say, “wait, what?”

She chuckles, “first I’m dressing you up, then..” she says in a moaning whisper, “..I’m going to **** you.”

“Ra, ra, **** me?” You half stutter the word.

She nods slowly, “oh yah, we’re having sex even if you don’t want to.”

She has the leggings down to your knees as she looks as your throbbing hard cock through the panties. She glances up with a wink and “Oh yah, this is totally happening!”

Nikki said she is going to have sex with you, your heart is thumping in your throat, this is your first time, and your tingling all over at the thought of it. Though she isn’t a Budweiser big boob model, she is indeed one hot girl.

She strips you of the leggings, and wads up the pantyhose in her hands and proceeds to slip those on you. Then she puts the bra on you, you so embarrassed and aroused at the same time, you don’t know if your going to die or cum in your panties.

She stuffs the silicone inserts into the bra and adjusts them, then uses both hands to squeeze them like she is feeling you up. As she looks at you with an almost evil grin as she nods slightly, “oh yah, I’m totally taking your cherry today.”

She knows your a virgin. She teased you about it before, but apparently your about to get laid, so you think to yourself you better not screw this up, whatever it was.

Then she slipped the dress over your head, and it gripped you like a glove, with fake boobs jutting out, tight on the waist, and she grabbed the dark wig and placed that on you adjusting it. Your getting dressed up like a doll or something. Though your feeling a bit humiliated, you sit there and take it as she continues, humming and making slight sexy moaning sounds.

She spins you around so you see yourself in the mirror as she stands behind you, your bright red cheeks and your utterly stunned that you look like a hot chick in a dress. The wig frames your face that it really brings out your feminin features. “Holy..” she reaches up behind you like a hug from behind but cups your tits as you watch “Yah, I know” she says, and she forcefully spins you around to face her again, “now,” she says looking you up and down, “now we have..” and she grunts like she is almost angry or something and she pushes you over to the bed so your laying down as she climbs up on you straddling your pelvis as she is sitting on you. She leans forward with her hands on your fake breasts and leans in and proceeds to French kiss you, working her tongue around yours, her pressing against your cock with her crotch makes it feel warm and throb with tingles.

You can’t help but moan as you exhail, she chuckles slightly as she pulls up away from you and then nods with a glint in her eyes.

“I had no idea you liked dressing up, my little freaky friend, you are so damn hot. She rocks her hips back and forth grinding into your hard throbbing cock. “Let’s get this inside of me, I’m not waiting anymore.” She said that in a low soft, almost groaning tone that almost made you shoot in your panties. Her tone, her body movement, there was no way you could resist her, even if you had hated her, she knows how to turn you on, and right now, there is your cock and her, and nothing else on this earth existed when she said that.