Chapter 7

"Normality returns for a day"

The next day after spending the entire day with Niko, hanging out with him at his apartment for a while, finding something to do later before dinnertime, finding a movie theater to watch the newest movie after dinner, and finally ending our time together, I found myself back home. Spending the day with him was really enjoyable, and I found him to be captivating. He taught me a little bit of Serbian which was fun to use when pedestrians walked into me. I used a Serbian swear word and watched as one man just walk away confused as to what he was called. Of course Niko was in stitches upon witnessing this. I ended my night watching a movie or two. I passed out about 1 am on the couch. Niko called about 9:30 in the morning to wish me a good morning. We talked for a while, discussing movies and music. His greatest sentence at the end of our conversations was, "I miss you." He may have only known me for a day, but atleast he didn't say "I love you." I know as well as he does we both aren't ready to say or hear it. I bet that's his way of telling me he loves me without saying it. I would follow up with a realistic comment like, "You barely know me.", or "I just saw you yesterday." I think he is just wanting finally to have this end.

"I need this more than you know." His voice said over the phone.

"Believe me, Niko. I know what you mean. This will happen. You just need to be positive." I tell him to ease his troubled mind.

Then came his shocking comment.

"I-I don't suppose we can fool around on the phone, do you?"

I stay stern with him.

"Niko, no. Not today. You need to stay focused on your goal."

"My goal is you. It never was about tomorrow."

He thinks he can honey me up. It almost worked.

"Are you sure I can't change your mind?"

"Just how do you think you can?"

I heard him fiddling with his phone, but I wasn't sure what he was doing. Then I heard his camera shutter sound. This is exactly where I think it's going.

"I sent you something. I think you'll like it."

Despite my curious mind, I delete his message. I really did want to see what he looked like, but I wasn't going to lead him on without being fully into sexting.

I heard his phone camera again. He was sending me multiple images of himself.

"You're playing hard to get, aren't you?"

"How did-"

"You're not making any indication that you looked at my dick pictures. I'm not dumb."

He's played this game before. Probably with the other girlfriends he had.

"Niko-"

"It won't hurt you to look at them. It will give you an idea what you're up against when we decide it is time to have sex. Maybe you can send me some of you. I bet you're breathtaking under all those clothes."

I dropped my phone after he said that. I could hear him breathing a little harder as I brought my phone back to my ear. He was masturbating on the phone with me.

"Send me something, please?"

I hesitated for a moment.

"Will you promise me that you'll respect me like you say you do?"

His breath slowed for a minute.

"What do you mean? I will always give you respect."

"I mean, will you still be interested in me afterwards? Will you still seek me out after I send you what you want? I won't be just a fling for you?"

"I thought you knew me a little better than that, Sharon. I told you I am interested in you. Even afterwards. Even a year later. Even 10 years later. You will still be the woman for me if you continue to have me, too."

That was the icing on my cake. I agree to send him what he wanted. I confirm to him what he wanted just before I send.

"Do you want to see me?"

"Uhn. Yes I do. Please don't make me wait any longer."

"Tell me what you want to see."

"Show me all of you. Let me see you."

I decide to take a look at what he had been sending. I saw the thumbail picture. Holy shit! He was as big as I thought he would be! When I looked at him yesterday somehow seeing through his trousers, my mind took a wild guess at his fully erect length. The picture and my guess didn't do it justice though. I was sure it looked better up close. The image of his balls certainly completed his package.

My camera phone is working overtime in taking various images of myself. I even felt adventurous enough to send him a video of me playing with myself. I send the video to him, and all I hear is him groan out loud.

"I could watch that until I die. That's so gorgeous. Send me more, please." I heard him breathing harder and more animalistic.

I decide to try to send him over the edge into his orgasm when I get the idea to bring my toys into the fray. I send him a video of me sucking off my dildo. It was a short 10 second video, but if he likes it, I am sure it will be enough for him.

I recieve a video of him wildly stroking his penis. I could see his abs as well. He is so stunning.

That of course, sends me into the first orgasm I ever had during phone sex. It was unlike anything I ever experienced.

His chuckle on the other side brought me back to myself.

"I heard that. Don't finish without me. I'm nowhere near climaxing." He said panting.

I could tell that was a lie. The guys I was with said the very same thing. I gather myself after my orgasm and decide to use my toys the way they were meant to be used. I send him a teasing photo of the dildo I was using, and I caption it.

I bet you want me to use this?

"That's so hot. Put it in you. Tell me how it feels. Don't you wish it were me instead of that fake cock?" He asked harshly.

He had to be getting close. Either that, or he had crazy stamina. If that's the case, I'd have my work cut out for me when the time came.

"I kinda do wish you were here, but I'd send you back home."

"Don't be such a tease." He chuckled again which earned a giggle from me.

Oh my God! I am actually bonding with him!

He sent me another video of himself. This time it was sent so I could see his face. He had on the world's most suggestive face on while crooking his finger, conveying me to come back to him and finish him off. The back of my mind told me to stop being such a goody two shoes and rock his world until the both of us were writhing in ecstasy. The front of my mind told me to remain firm in what I believed in. It was at that contradictory moment in my mind that it began to feud with itself.

You were the same way with the other boys. Save yourself until you are ready. Look how far that got you in the end. Four broken hearts from four different boyfriends.

The more reasoning side stepped in before I acted on my lust.

You could get hurt if he leaves you. You still don't know all that much about him. He could be a conartist. He could play his way into your heart, use you for what he wants, and leave you.

That argument didn't sit right with the lust.

Always thinking the worst in people. He said he would love you even afterwards.

My mind raised a valid point. Whatever my reason was to agree to head over and sleep with him was mine, and I was sticking to it. I didn't tell him I was on my way over to his apartment though. I throw on some clothes as I continued to tease him more, so he'd be still hard when I get there. I resend him pictures and videos pretending I am still in my bedroom.

He sends me a video of him telling me he can't wait to be inside me as he held his penis as his way of telling me that his penis was for me. It took a massive amount of control to keep my car on the street.

I get to his apartment, and I imagine exactly what he is doing alone up there. My mind races, and one last reasoning thought makes it to the surface.

Think about what you're doing!

I hesitated for a monent at his apartment complex. He sent another video of himself using an artificial vagina with the caption:

I really wish this was you. Fake pussy just isn't the same.

I now was acting on pure lust as I took a photo of his apartment number. I stood outside his door waiting for him to answer it and let me in. I feel his excitement as I heard him run to the door. He opened the door, and there he stood in the nude. I stood outside his door lustfilled as much as he was.

"I am surprised to see you here." His breath ragged from pounding his artificial vagina.

He was rock solid and rigid veins were totally visable. He looked incredible. I could feel his heat as well as smell the sex coming from him.

"Are you going to invite me in, or are you just going to let me stand here in my own puddle of arousal?"

"Get in here." His tone was almost authoritive and raised no questions from me.

He lead me to his bedroom and cleared his bed of all of his sex toys. I lay over his bed to get comfortable. This would be very interesting.

"I'm very glad you came. I couldn't take you not being here."

"You promised me that you'd still be with me after, I am here to see that you are a man of your word. I won't find out for sure if I keep putting this off."

"I will be here for you in the morning and afterwards. Just like I said."

He climbed in bed with me, and I lay back on his pillows. I smell his cologne, and I am humbled to be in bed with him. He takes off my clothes with ease and positions himself above me. I feel butterflies of every emotion possible. Excitement, bold, and even nervous.

"Please let me know if I hurt you. If your ex-boyfriends weren't as big as I am, you'll feel a little pain as I stretch you until I have filled you. Once I have been accommodated inside you, this will take your orgasms to new heights." His eyes held mine in place. His concern was so authentic that I gestured him to begin. Before he did, he reached in his nightstand and found the same warming gel I used.

"I picked this up just for you. I caught that hint of yours. Are you ready?" He said as he used a liberal amount of gel after he applied a condom. This was going to be fun.

I felt a little nervous, but I bite my lip and nod my answer.

He moved his arm down his body to aim himself inside. He slowly moved himself just outside. His head began to slide into me. I feel myself forming around him. Once his head was fully inside, he met my lips with his. His kiss set me off as I feel myself pour out arousal. I feel my arms wrap around his neck mutely telling him to give me more. I moan with his kiss. He breaks away from kissing me much to my reluctance.

"I am going to go on farther."

Before I can prepare myself, even though he told me what he was going to do, his cock streched me out wider. My fingernals dig into his back, and I squeal out. I think he liked my nails digging into his back because he growed lowly under his breath. It was so painfully slow how he inched forward. It was alarming how long it was the last time I had sex.

"Are you okay?" I felt him look at with me.

"I'm okay. Please, go faster. I need to feel you. All of you."

"Sweet girl, I can tell you are ready for me. I feel you forming around me."

With that, he withdrew his penis completely. My wetness covered the condom. He held onto my shoulders and drove into me with short quick thrusts. I was incapable of words as he did. He however grunted like a madman. His sensation could only be described as euphoric. My sensation was complete speechlessness. He was too good for words.

Again and again he rammed into me. The both of us building up to the crescendo. He lifted me with amazing strength, and I sat on him as he was on his knees. The gravity was allowing him to plunge deeper inside. I clutched onto him, wrapping my legs around his backside.

"You feel so good. Please kiss me."

My mouth was unhinged. Not a thought ran through my head, and when I didn't comply to his demand, he brought himself into a kiss. We were both breathing hard and laboriously.

"Niko." Was all I managed to say as he thrusted upwards into me. I felt his balls slapping on my ass.

He again moved me off him, withdrawing from me. I protest like a child. How dare he?

He flipped me over on my belly, and he urged my back side up when he wrapped his hands around my waist.

"So beautiful."

He said, spectating the scene in front of him. He hovered above me as I felt his body weight. He placed his hand on the bed to stabilize himself, and with his other hand, aimed his cock to drill into me. This time he didn't tell me his intentions.

I screamed at his re-entry into my aroused flesh. Gripping his bed sheets into bunched up balls. His sex felt so amazing. I muffled loud screams at his increased speed and thrusting.

Then I lost it. My orgasm covered me from head to toe, and I trembled under him as he kept going.

"Well, that's no fair, is it?" His voice was deep.

He flipped me over as I still recovered from such an overwhelming orgasm. The sad thing is, I don't think he was fully inside me.

He took off the condom and tossed it in the local area of the trash can.

"S-sorry." My head was swimming.

"What are you going to do for me?"

I still was knocked flat from such an intense orgasm.

"I have an idea."

He eased me on my back again, and he climbed up to my face. His testicals rubbed on my chin. He was so forward in what he wanted. I gotta give him that.

"Niko, I don't think I can finish you with my mouth."

"Why not?"

"You're too big."

He began to stoke himself over my face and placed his other hand on his hip. I unconsciously started massaging his balls, and he threw his head back.

"That's a good girl."

I did this for him. His pleasure and achieving his orgasm was all I ever wanted. And many other times after.

I managed to slide out from underneath his legs and threw him on his back. He spread a smile on his face.

"That's what I like."

I crawled on his body and began to stroke him. He placed one hand on the back of my head and his other hand went behind his. He was enjoying this scene too much.

"I know how to please a man, but when he has a massive dick, I get a little nervous." I confessed.

"Why's that?"

How he was able to have a full conversation while having his member stroked was beyond me. It took me a few minutes just to say one word.

"Look at you! How long you are! Has any other girl ever been afraid of your length?" I go for his head, rolling my palm at his very tip. He hissed through his teeth at this new method.

"Only one. She was afraid I'd harm her. She looked at me fully erect, and she left me."

"I bet that crushed you."

"Yes it did. Only because she told me she could take me. That was a lie."

I sped up my stroking, and he squinted his eyes. I prepared for his warm seed, thinking he was climaxing. To my bewilderment, he was ready for more.

He brought his other hand out from behind his head and placed it on the other side of my head. He was guiding my mouth to his penis.

"Niko, wait. Let me do it on my own."

"Am I scaring you? I'm sorry."

"It's okay." I smile with mischief.

I brought his shaft to my nose and took a sharp inhale. I wanted to sample his scent.

I began to lick the underside of his shaft. I could tell he was slowly losing control. I saw some precum coming from his tip.

"Getting closer." I said, and I licked the juice from the tip.

He bucked his hips upward, and his penis slid alongside my cheek.

"Very close." I purr, and take in as much as I can of his penis.

He roared out from the sudden moisture of my mouth and warmth. He was making small thrusting motions as I did the best I could to give him a blowjob. It seemed to be working as me made it totally obvious he was enjoying himself.

Moments later, his hips shot up one last time, and his back arched with his orgasm filling my mouth. Muffled noises of shock came from me as I accepted his load like the little expert I was. With one last spurt, he collapsed onto the bed completely spent. Too bad I couldn't last as long as he did.

I crawled up to him and watched him breathe heavy. He was beautiful. His face, his body, everything. I almost told him at that very moment that I loved him. Almost.

He opened his eyes, and a grin spread over my face.

"How'd I do?"

His chest shook as he stifled a laugh.

"Good, but I got to teach you how to wait for me to climax with you.

"And just how do you plan on teaching me that?"

"I have my ways. You'll learn in time how I really am in bed."

"You mean that wasn't your best?"

"Absolutely not. Sweet girl, I will have you trembling when I'm done with you."

"How are you even human? You lasted a good ten minutes. And that's after you using your fake pussy."

"I am good at sex apparently."

"And you have superhuman stamina."

"I run a lot."

"And masturbate a lot."

"That's not true."

"You liar!" I tease.

"No really. I don't masturbate that much. This whole month, I masturbated maybe three times."

"Then how are you able to last so long? Do you take pills?"

"No."

By this time I was now laying comfortably on his ironically soft, yet hard chest. I was dancing my finger around his pecs. He seemed to like what I was doing as I raised goosebumps around his body.

"Then how?"

"I am special, I guess."

I dismiss the conversation and place my cheek to his chest. I sigh contentedly. His breathing was calm and his heartbeat was slow. I think to myself I can have this forever as long as he stays loyal to me.

I feel his move his arm tighter around my shoulder, and he rubs my back. I actually close my eyes and really get comfortable.

"This would be us every day." He said.

"I could get used to this."