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Nikki

Postby PM2K » Sun Jun 08, 2014 10:13 pm

A new story by yours truly...

Nikki - by PM2K

Nikki runs naked through the hot, steamy jungle, savage tribesmen in pursuit. The Asian woman's straight dark hair, bobbed to her earlobes, flops around as she moves, keeping time with her stride.
Her body and mouth still tingle from the numerous sexual invasions performed earlier on it by the warriors, and perversely, part of her almost wishes she hadn't escaped from their village stronghold....
I do draw the line at human sacrifice, she thinks, and keeps running.
Dashing through the soft network of palm fronds, Nikki suddenly jumps off the trail and squats down in the brush, hidden from her pursuers. They rush past, and she feels relief and excitement at the same time.
Later, following hours of creeping forward quietly, nervous of running into the tribe again, Nikki now finds she has become lost in the jungle.
Now what, she thinks to herself, then squeals in surprise as the warm earth melts wetly beneath her feet. Quicksand!
In moments, her golden skinned legs glide down quickly into the thick, sucking mud. Nikki struggles to escape, but only succeeds in sinking faster, as the quicksand eagerly ripples around her trapped limbs.
In no time, she is submerged crotch deep, her openings, still sensitive from the earlier violations, seem eager to be filed with something else, and offer little resistance to the warm gooey quicksand which oozes inside her, pushing deeply within her pussy and bowels...
Nikki finds herself humping the sandy mire, which slops thickly against her, stimulating her into a sexual frenzy. Sweat pours off of her body from her efforts, which drive her deeper into this erotic death trap, and she doesn't care that she cannot feel any bottom. Each thrust of her pelvis draws her downwards to her doom, yet she doesn't stop...
Nikki grabs handfuls of gritty mire and grinds them painfully hard against her naked breasts, groaning as she feels her nipples swell and stiffen beneath her muddy hands. She pinches and massages them both, even as her ample hips are swallowed by the jungle sand bog, which forms thick rings around her waist.
Eyes half closed and lost in pleasure, she is barely aware of the ring of warriors who now stand around the edge of the quicksand pool, staring awestruck at her performance. Smiling slightly, she rolls her trapped pelvis as much as she can, enjoying the heaviness of the jelly like sand encasing her. Deliberately, she starts to moan loudly, wetting her lips as her eyes lock on the wide eyed tribesmen who had been pursuing her.
Deeper and deeper Nikki sinks, shuddering as a number of climaxes work their way through her writhing form, soaking the sand with gushes of her steaming juices. She flexes her toes, twisting her feet as she slowly scissors her legs through the warm quicksand, just as her breasts press against its slowly churning surface.
Her sighs and groans are more animalistic now, as she gives herself totally to the quicksand. She grins savagely as she notices how several of the warriors had fallen to their knees, and are stroking themselves vigorously, losing control under her spell.
"Worship me.... worship me, you bastards..." she gasps, her nipples succumbing to the relentless pull of the sand.
Nikki feels her insides twist as she slips past her shoulders, wet sand surrounding her neck and lapping at her chin. Her arms are buried, her right hand busy at her groin while her left plays with her ass, spreading her openings wide in an effort to cram as much quicksand as possible inside her...
Her breathing is ragged as she struggles against its sodden weight, and knows she is almost done with this world. Just a few more minutes... just a few more... she begs the powers that be, feeling her last orgasm build agonizingly slowly as the sand creeps into her ears, over her mouth...
Then it hit, a burning force which causes her body to buck violently against the wet sand, sending thick waves rippling in all directions. She screams beneath the quicksand, an action which draws in mouthfuls of gritty slurry, forcing the rest of her breath out to bubble on the churning surface.
Nikki feels herself being drawn the rest of the way under, her forehead melting into the quaking surface... Her body packed tight with quicksand, her mouth and nose filled, liquid sand flowing down her throat, she happily rides the sensations deep into the quiet depths of her wet and pulsing erotic grave....

"Aaaa!"
Nikki arches her back, the volume of her cry echoing through the darkened dorm room. The wet force of her orgasm surprises her, even as her hips slam against her right hand, its middle three fingers buried deep inside her, thumb grinding against her clitoris. Her left hand squeezes her left breast tightly, so hard it hurts, yet it is good pain, fueling the aftershocks of her climax.
She spends the next few minutes vigorously rocking against her fingers, before gradually easing off. Her bare skin glistens with moisture generated by her efforts, and as she relaxes, spent, she slowly falls over onto her right side, breathing heavily.
Nikki lies still and naked atop her bed, her fingers still inside her, savoring the intense tingling in her groin, the hot slipperiness flowing from between her legs, and the feeling of sweat cooling on her skin. Her eyes peer into the gloom to focus on her roommate's bed, empty of her physical presence.
If Tammy's lucky, she's lying in the afterglow like this with Jim, Nikki thinks, smiling to herself. Her roomie did spend most of her nights straddling that football player of hers, leaving Nikki alone to indulge herself.
She lazily wiggles her fingers, enjoying how her insides spasm and close tightly over them, while she gently fondle her sweat slick breasts. Since breaking up with her boyfriend last semester, Nikki had relished her alone time, rebuffing efforts by others to fix her up with someone else.
"Too soon," was her excuse while politely rejecting advances. But in truth something else has been taking over her thoughts lately....

The thought of being consumed by liquid earth has fascinated her for years, since she had seen it happen in the movies. It was the end of one particular film which made the real impression...
Before Nikki's eyes, a woman in a heavy blue dress was running through some sort of marshy area, then plunged up to her armpits in some sort of thick mud. She screamed and thrashed about for a few brief moments.... the scene switched over to a trio of men staring into the distance... then back to the muddy pit, where the woman was suddenly nowhere to be seen.
Nikki was left breathless. Until then, the idea it was even possible to be swallowed up completely by mud never occurred to her. After that scene, the possibility became permanently locked in her brain.
At that very moment, she needed to know more.
With the help of the internet, she quickly found hundreds of film clips and images which she never suspected even existed before she typed in "deep mud" into the search engine.
Nikki's eyes widened at the wealth of information displayed. She spent hours watching people sink out of sight into heaving mud pits, downloaded countless images of men and women wallowing in clay and peat, read the stories, admired all of the wonderful artwork, and drank it all in.
The scenes and images excited her, possessed her. Even as a child, she loved the greasy feel of mud on her bare skin, but the deepest she had ever been was up to her thighs. The thought of mud being deep enough to cover her completely, pressing around her from all sides, sucking her under.... that excited her at a primal level.
Over the last couple of years, this fascination has developed into a sexual obsession, an idea enhanced by some erotic stories she read of people sinking out of sight in deep mire or quicksand, climaxing before vanishing.
Was that even possible? The mere thought of it arouses her in ways she couldn't really explain to anyone, least of all herself.
Still, just thinking of being drawn under and violated by thick mud while naked...
Nikki's fingers begin to work their magic yet again. She remains on her side, her hips moving in a slow, steady rhythm against her hand, still buried deep within her. Damn... what I'd give to try that for real... she thinks, then dismisses the thought. There's fantasy, but then there's reality... and somehow I doubt there's pools of bottomless mire or quicksand lying around close to the college for her to try out...

I must be insane...
It is the summer semester, and Nikki has to restrain herself from bolting down the hiking trail. Instead she forces herself to maintain a swift, yet steady pace.
It is midweek, and she has the next couple of days off, a hole in her class schedule she silently thanks the registrar for... The day is bright, sunny and hot, and already her light blue t-shirt is soaked with sweat. Cut off jean shorts and hiking sandals complete her outfit, while a medium sized nylon pack sack strapped to her back bounces in time to her stride.

The existence of the nature preserve only several miles away from town, and one accessible by municipal transit, came as a complete surprise to Nikki, who hadn't had the time to explore beyond the campus and the immediate neighborhood. It was her environmental studies class's field trip which opened her eyes to the possibilities.
A day-long tour of the main trails was a welcome break from the classroom, and while the landscapes were spectacular, it was the boardwalk through the wetlands which stirred Nikki's blood. Between the vast seas of grasses and cattails, broken up by ponds and streams, were many dark patches of mud and peat. In her mind's eye, she sees that woman in the blue dress sinking and thrashing about in it, and is embarrassed by the flash of moist heat radiating through her groin at the thought.
God... to think such stuff exists... really exists... only a short bus ride away...

It had been a long couple of months waiting for the right opportunity to try this out. With the preserve being a public area, this meant she had to go when there would likely be few folks around on the trails, and fewer field trips. The thought of being surprised by some grade school nature outing had spooked her, but since this is summer, she could strike that one off the list of worries.
Still... Nikki wanted to avoid human contact as much as possible. She carefully researched the layout of the park, using both online maps and far more detailed topographic maps, the latter obtained for a modest charge from the state park service, and combined them with the tourist maps showing the wetland boardwalk and the trail system.
Nikki pauses now, checking her smart phone. She had uploaded the images and materials onto it for easy reference, along with a pretty good GPS app. Staring at the map displayed on it for a moment, she feels a tremor of excitement shudder through her.
Here.... I leave the trail here...
Glancing around carefully, her ears primed for sound, Nikki hears nothing but the soft breeze moving through the branches of the many trees surrounding her. There doesn't seem to be that many bugs around either, much to her relief.
Nikki wipes away sweat from her brow, brushing back her black hair. It is cropped short for the hotter months, giving her a tomboyish look. Her almond shaped eyes glance about one more time, then, satisfied the way is clear, eases herself off the trail.
The way through the woods is fairly easy. The forest itself is old and remained untouched by timber operations, and except for a thick moss, the ground is fairly clear of debris.
Nikki's heart is pounding. It's as if the wetlands are calling her... and after a time, when the forest floor begins its gradual incline towards wetter ground, she is scrambling as fast as she dares.
Finally, through a parting in the trees, she sees it... a horizon filled with blue skies above, and gently waving marsh grasses below.
Slowly, Nikki pushes her way forward, and delights in the sensation of warm water squirting up over her feet as she trods on the spongy ground. Looking ahead, she spots puddles of water and black muck scattered about amid the thick curtain of reeds. She grins, while also feeling a familiar slippery heat radiating within her pelvis.
No one can see me... she thinks, her heart beginning to race with excitement. No one.
Reaching down, she removes her sandals, then slips them inside her backpack. Her smart phone, now snug inside its carrying case, is placed inside as well, and she zips it up to secure the cargo.
Once she has readjusted the pack, Nikki begins to walk through the marsh, working her way around sunken logs and tree stumps, hopping over shallow streams and generally taking the most solid path she can to find what she is looking for... a patch of mire to call her own.
It certainly wasn't easy. Within an hour, Nikki is splattered in mud up past her shorts, but she doesn't mind. For the softer things got, the closer she must be getting to...
She freezes in place, left breathless by the sight. There in front of her eyes, surrounded on all sides by long reeds and grasses, is the Promised Land.
A wide, unevenly shaped dark patch of wet muck stretches in front of Nikki, flecked with clumps of green and shallow puddles of water. It may be ten to twelve feet across at its widest parts, but to her, it looked like the Great Grimpen Mire.
"Oh.... God..." she utters in a harsh whisper. Her legs tremble, her breathing labored.
This is it... this is as real as it gets... and Nikki begins to rapidly get undressed.

Everything is neatly folded and placed inside a plastic shopping bag as she removes it. T-shirt first... the feeling of warm humid air on her bare breasts as they swing free gives her a flush of pleasure and add to her mounting excitement. Her nipples respond eagerly, hardening to sharp points, and glisten from the sheen of sweat beading on her exposed skin.
The shorts are next. She slips them off easily, undoing the top button and opening the fly, letting them drop off with a wiggle of her hips. Nikki steps out of the shallow leg holes, then bends down to pick up the cutoffs. These she places inside the bag with the rest of her clothing.
Then, after a moment's pause, she hooks her thumbs under the elastic of her slightly damp white panties and strips them off in a single motion, stepping quickly out of them. They also go into the bag.
Naked and standing before the muddy space, Nikki takes a deep breath. From topless to full monty in less than five minutes, she thinks, and giggles nervously. The soft breeze feels good against her exposed skin, ruffling through the dark hair on her head and neatly trimmed pubic mound, and she takes time to savor it. Here in the marsh it feels wonderfully decadent.
Tempted to jump right in, she decides a slow walk in would be wiser. No telling what could be under that ooze, she thinks. Hate to hurt myself on a root or a buried tree stump.
Stretching out her right leg, Nikki places her foot carefully on the surface of the mud. It feels tepid and slightly slimy underneath. There is no indication how deep it is, and that unknown fact excites her to her very core.
Shifting her weight onto it, she is surprised to find it bending under her, the dent forming in the mire's surface an inch or two deep. Carefully, she steps forward with her left foot and waits a moment.
It's like standing on top of a water-filled mattress, Nikki thinks. For a moment, she wonders if it is possible to even sink in this stuff... the surface feels so thick and elastic, maybe she couldn't penetrate it... but then she feels water begin to pool over her feet as the mud begins to melt a little under her.
Slowly, warm wet earth begins to ooze over her, and Nikki can sense depth beneath the soles of her feet. She wiggles in place, and gasps as her legs suddenly glide into the warm mud, plunging her knee deep.
"Oh... wow..." she utters out loud, staring down fascinated at how the sodden earth sucks hard against her skin, and the way bubbles of trapped air rise and pop near the contact point.
Nikki shifts her weight to her right leg, which glides down a little deeper to about mid-thigh. Her foot presses gently against firmer, slightly sticky ground beneath the surface - clay, perhaps? - and sinks no further.
She is amazed at how thickly the muck holds onto her left leg, and nearly panics when she can't free it. Then, with a bit more struggling, she feels the peat and mud mixture loosening its grip, liquifying so she finds with a bit of effort, she can extract her limb.
The wet, sexual slurping sounds which result force another giggle out of Nikki. Kneeling on her left leg which now rests on the surface, she concentrates on freeing her right, wriggling side to side to break the mud's hold. With a grunt, she extracts her leg, and soon it rests beside her left.
Nikki leans back to rest her buttocks atop the backs of her legs, which are now half sunk into the bog's surface. She relishes the sensation of the mud, thickly coating her legs, rubbing against her bareness, and she sways side to side, gently coating her ass in liquid earth.
On impulse, she grabs a double fistful of wet muck and kneads it into her breasts, shuddering in response to the sensations as she smears it across them, feeling her nipples harden against her mud slick palms as she does so.
Gasping, Nikki spreads her thighs and rises up onto her knees. With her right hand, she grabs another handful of mud and, without hesitation, slaps it against her bare crotch. An electric shock of pleasure shoots through her, forcing a sharp cry out of her open lips even as her back arches, slamming her pelvis against her hand. Like someone obsessed, she continues to grind mud into her nether regions, massaging gritty peat on her clit, forcing it to flare to life with stabs of intense sensation.
Nikki's eyes bulge open as she eases her three middle fingers inside herself, cramming slick mud inside. She is inflamed with passion, and with wet slapping sounds bears down hard on her hand, so hard she needs to brace herself with her left arm to keep from falling over once the orgasm slams through her.
Spent, she allows herself to fall gasping onto her right side, amazed by the intensity of the experience. Her whole body is throbbing, and she can still feel her insides quivering as her groin melts.
"Oh.... god..." Nikki pants, rolling onto her back. Much of her front is now thinly coated with mud, and she lies still for a while, enjoying the way the summer sun warms her and her second skin.
After a while, she rolls over onto her belly, wriggling a little as she feels the mud still within her move around inside. Nikki discovers she finds it a rather pleasant, full sensation, if a tad abrasive. Clean up will be a bitch... but it will have been worth it.
Looking over the bog still stretching out before her, Nikki slowly rises to her hands and knees, then stretches like a jungle cat, her naked form well daubed with dark dirty smears. Her eyes glitter.
I've got to go deeper... she thinks. I can't come this far and not go deeper...

Emboldened, and still on all fours, Nikki slowly makes her way further out, while the bog bends and quakes beneath her weight. Thin patches of water glitter on top of the dark brown and green surface, the moisture tepid against her skin. Her excitement at the unknown beckoning her is reaching a fever pitch, and she continues forward as quick as she can, aiming herself towards what she feels is the center of the mire.
Then, as her hands start pushing through the mud and peat with greater ease the closer she get to the sloppy heart of the bog, the rational part of her begins to speak up, questioning her actions. What happens if it is really deep out here? Way over her head deep? So deep she can't get out?
Nikki pauses. She hadn't thought of that. Looking carefully over her shoulder, she can see the area of mud she churned up far behind her, and beyond that, her backpack and sack of clothing sitting in front of the thick curtain of reeds and grasses surrounding the boggy place.
No one knows I'm out here, she thinks. If I get in trouble, no one would ever be able to find me or realize where I ended up. Nikki looks around the muddy expanse and sees nothing solid she can use to grab onto to haul her ass out in case things get too intense...
Fantasy is fantasy, she thinks, but hell, I don't really want to vanish out here. To sink out of sight, drowning in muddy slime...
Right?
She is finding it more difficult to keep her arms from sinking into the bog, and straightens up, rising to her knees. Remaining still, she can feel the muck beneath soften under the pressure of her knees and shins, and within a few minutes they have sunk half way in.
Nikki finds herself teetering on the edge. If I wait too long, I'm going to sink regardless of my growing misgivings... If I'm to retreat to safer shores, the time is now...
And yet... and yet...
If I do retreat, what then? She stares at the shallow puddle of mud forming before her, which bubbles quietly. All my life I've waited for this. Fantasized. Dreamed. Prayed to be consumed by mire. Made love to by bottomless muck. To turn back now, deny myself this opportunity, when there are no guarantees she'd ever have this chance again? She knows she'll regret it.
But then... the risks seem real.
Did she really want that? Sinking so deep she ends up buried alive? Helpless, naked, alone and smothering in wet earth?
And within the next heartbeat, the words fly out of Nikki's lips. Her response to the world, should it care enough to listen....

"YES!"
In a single motion, she rises to her feet, and before they begin to sink like her legs were, she hops forward, towards the puddle. She keeps her legs slightly akimbo, and squeals with delight as her limbs slide effortlessly downward, her motions burying her to her hips in the doughy bog with a wet splattering sound.
Nikki shudders as she feels the gritty slurry of mud and peat ooze inside her, with little help from her fingers this time. Her nether lips part, seemingly of their own accord, pushed apart by the thickness of the mire, and she gasps as thick tendrils of wet earth begin to penetrate deep within her.
"Jesus..." she whispers, overcome with sensation. Nikki wiggles her hips, and begins to pant in response to the wet jolts of hot pleasure shooting through her...
Soon, she is vigorously humping the bog, thrashing it into a sodden pulp. Her legs are held tight, buried deep in bog and sinking deeper with her motions. Her pelvis is swallowed, vanishing beneath thick muddy ripples, and she squirms happily as she feels mud being forced past her anus and begin to ease into her rectum.

Deeper... oh, fuck.... gotta go...

Her belly quivers as it is consumed, clamped upon and swallowed up by the bog's brown sloppy lips. Nikki moans quietly, frequently biting her lower lip in response to the sensations bursting through her pelvis, while she continues to churn up the muck.
All around her, thick waves radiate through the mire, generated by her motions. Nikki grabs handfuls of soggy peat and smears it thickly over her breasts and face, relishing its grittiness massaging her skin. She feels so alive, so primal... naked to the elements... at the mercy of mud and mire, sun and wind.
In her mind, she is a hunter gatherer from millennia ago, who wandered into a bog which is sucking her down a delightful inch at a time... seducing her even as it consumes her.
In no time, she is chest deep, the bottoms of her breasts pressing hard against the bog's dark quaking surface. It feels warm and slimy against her skin, caressing and kneading the flesh as she slowly bobs up and down in place, willing the mire to draw her downwards, ever downwards...

Deeper... have to... go....

Below, she slowly scissors her legs, shuddering at the sensation of the muck gliding over her limbs. She wiggles her hips, rolling her pelvis against the sodden density of the quaking peat holding her, motions which force more of the dark matter deeper inside.
On impulse, remembering something she read online, Nikki plunges her arms deep past the rubbery crust of the bog, and then tries to pull them out. The effort draws her downwards as her arms remain stuck, and combined with kicking helps her drag herself under.
She gasps with effort as her stiff nipples are engulfed by the mud, twitching in response. A low series of groans spill forth as she is overcome by electric flashes of pleasure, and it becomes open to debate whether she is fucking the bog or vice versa.

Oh... oh God... this.... this is so... oh God...

Settling shoulder deep in the heaving mass of mud, Nikki slowly thrashes in place, her eyes closed, concentrating on the way the near liquid peat caresses, kneads and violates her trapped flesh. She bites her lower lip as she hangs on the delirious knife edge of what is building to be a volcanic orgasm, her innards, centered on her pelvis, squirming and pulsing with wet heat.
This bog is even sucking on my toes... she thinks. Even on my...
Nikki pushes her right hand through the thick peat, finding her groin beneath the pulsing muck. In well practiced circular motions, her thumb kneads her clitoris, already stiff and throbbing from the stimulation of the sucking bog. It didn't take much to push her over the edge...
"Aaaaaaaaaa!"
The scream explodes from her mouth, her body arching against the sticky density of the wet peat, thrusting her hips violently forward. Beneath, she feels her hand become soaked in her juices, which exploded out of her with such force they cut through the mud with apparent ease.
Nikki's eyes pop open, her head tilted back, as she howls in orgasmic fury. She has lost control of her body, which twists and slams against the bog as if she is straddling a lover. It takes her a moment to realize the force of her climax has driven her to her chin, and her motions are rapidly forcing her under.

"Oh.... fuck.... fuck.... fuck.... mmmph!"

Her mouth and nose slip under the churning surface, but Nikki doesn't stop, determined to ride out the sensations to the end. Her eyes dart around to take in the sights of the blue sky and green grasses around her, then close as the cool peat flows over the rest of her face.
This is it... she thinks. This is it...
Deeper... deeper... she keeps sinking deeper into the all encompassing mire. It holds her tight, yet flows freely around her. It fills her ears and all the nooks and crannies of her intimate places, which pulse happily as her insides clamp down on the fullness.
Another climax shudders through her, intense, yet just an aftershock compared to the one which forced her under.
On impulse, she lifts her left arm, and to her surprise it rises easily through the thick peat. She pokes her hand and forearm through the surface of the bog and feels the warmth of the sunshine upon her mud covered skin.
Smiling to herself, Nikki slowly draws her hand under, flexing it as she does so. She sees herself as waving a final farewell to the world above, before her fingers slip beneath the bubbling surface.
She is surprised on how comfortable it is under the bog, and would have cheerfully stayed under forever, except...
Except she didn't really want to drown out here. Disappear without a trace.
Nikki begins to make her way upwards, and except for a moment when it seems the bog wouldn't let her go, finds it is possible to claw her way to the surface.
Her head breaks free, and she draws in a shuddering breath. Loose mud flows in sheets over her face, and she extracts her arms to wipe her eyes clear of it. Exhausted, she floats chest deep in the mire for a time, noticing how it gradually thickens around her again. She sighs, the afternoon sun warming her dirt smeared skin.
I must be nuts, she thinks, smiling. But, I'd do it all again. And again, and again, and again...
Feeling her all encompassing coating of grime, she realizes she has no way to clean herself off. Looking around, she can spot her backpack on the solid ground forming the horizon. It will take at least a half hour or so of crawling to reach it, another hour or so of getting dressed and hiking to catch the bus...
Nikki starts laughing. I must be a sight... and God knows what the bus passengers will think when they share a ride with the mudwoman.
Eh... screw 'em... she thinks. Anyone asks, I'll just shrug or say I tripped while hiking in the nature reserve.
Next time, I'll bring water to rinse myself off. Maybe some rags, too.
Until then...
Taking a deep breath, Nikki allows herself to slip under once more, content to sample the wet muddy darkness of her generous lover one more time...

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Re: Nikki

Postby DJlurker » Mon Jun 09, 2014 3:35 am

Holy crap, that was amazingly hot! And best of all, Nikki lives to see another day! Thanks for posting this! :D

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Re: Nikki

Postby Stephymink » Mon Jun 09, 2014 5:36 am

When i first started reading i though... hey this is a bit fast... like it though.

And then the story kept going! And it was great.
Thanks Purple Monkey!

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Re: Nikki

Postby velocity88 » Tue Jun 10, 2014 7:44 pm

Thank you, thank you, THANK YOU for writing this! Here is an erotic descent that I never knew I had been waiting for! You have my eternal gratitude and I hope desperately to see more of the same from you. We don’t often get too many willing, permanent submergences.

(I do wish that she had gone with her first instinct but…perhaps some other time? With a friend…or two…or three? (However she swings))

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Re: Nikki

Postby nachtjaeger » Wed Jun 11, 2014 4:35 am

Awesome! That's what a "sexy" QS story should be. :D
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Re: Nikki

Postby PM2K » Wed Jun 11, 2014 4:51 am

Thank you all for the kind words. :D This tale took some time to finish... wasn't sure where it was going until fairly recently.

Getting praise from people whose own works I admire really means something. :D

And velocity88, just in case you were wondering, I meant the tale to be open ended, in the sense Nikki survives and can get out whenever she wants... it just may take her a while... ;)


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