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Archive name: America2.txt  (M/F, mast, nc)
Authors name: Kristen 'Kathy' Becker
Story Title : "Nikki Comes To America"
Part 2 of 3
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This story contains sexual situations and should only be
read by consenting adults. Thank you.
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      Part II

      Nikki gets an introduction to New York
     


 The flashing silver Lear Jet flew high above the giant
 city, Nikki couldn't believe her eyes. She had never
 seen a city so large, all she could do was look and
 wonder. Truly America was the land of opportunity, and
 this strange city called New York only proved beyond
 doubt that this was so.

 Ten minutes after spotting the east coast of Manhattan,
 the agency jet was coasting to a smooth landing in
 front of the executive terminal of LaGuardia Inter-
 national Airport. Their plane didn't have to wait for
 normal landing clearance, their runway was on the north
 end of the field reserved for VIP's who were above the
 petty concerns of the day-to-day traveler. One of the
 perks of being rich and influential, Michael pointed
 out to no one in particular.

 As the plane taxied to a stop, Nikki could see to cars
 parked close by. One was a big black limousine like the
 Moscow party officials sometimes used. A big man in a
 black suit and cap stood by that car, waiting. The
 other was a black Van with mirrored windows. The door
 swooshed open and all of a sudden a man jumped through
 the opening with a radiant smile of his face. He moved
 into the cabin almost before the passengers started to
 mover around for the carryon luggage. 

 The smiling man came directly toward Nikki, and stood
 in the aisle before her. " Ms. Primikov, my name in
 Scott Willams, I'm the CEO of the Buccannon Agency, and
 I personally wanted to be the first person to greet
 you." He thrust out his hand in a firm but friendly
 fashion, which Nikki took in the ritual welcoming
 motion expected of her. She smiled at him but said
 nothing.

 Scott Williams, one of the most powerful men in Ameri-
 can business, a sophisticated man of the world, felt
 for a moment like the wind had been knocked out of him.
 All he could do was stare into those mysterious bril-
 liant blue eyes of this wonderfully exquisite woman.
 Then after a moments pause, he realized that the other
 passengers where waiting for him to say something to
 the girl, that he was beginning to look foolish just
 standing there holding her hand. "Huh, Ms. Primikov,
 may I have the please of escorting you to the home
 office, and then make arrangements for your stay with
 us?"

 Nikki looked back at the handsome older man and smiled
 again. He was probably in his late 30's, Nikki could
 never be sure about men's ages, but at that moment he
 looked just like her younger brother Alixi, a little
 awkward, a little unsure, she was intrigued by his
 homely manner, especially after her experience with
 Michael. As if reading her mind, The man turned to
 Michael and asked, " Mike, did Ms. Primikov enjoy her
 flight?"

 Michael replied, "Absolutely boss, I gave her the de-
 luxe treatment."

 Nikki looked at Michael with loathing, and said,
 "Please Mr. Williams, can we leave now?"

 Scott hadn't gotten where he was by not picking up on
 body language, he knew that something had happened on
 the flight, but he didn't want to make an issue of it
 in front of their new asset. He made a mental knot to
 have Mike Brothers called in to his office on Monday,
 to get to the bottom of things. But at that moment all
 he said was,  "Absolutely, we just have a short trip to
 the heli-pad and then off to work."  He escorted the
 young woman down the few steps to the ground, and they
 where on their way.

 Nikki was overwhelmed, first the luxury limousine, the
 short ride to the helicopter, and then the almost ver-
 tical ride to the top of a huge building in the center
 of the city. She was absolutely breathless. And so was
 Scott Williams, but not from the travel, his fight for
 breath was the vision who sat beside him. Her face was
 flushed in excitement, eyes shinning. From time to time
 the incredible creature that fill his vision, would
 turn to him and chatter in gleeful excitement to him
 about something he'd never noticed before. She would
 clap her hands together and giggle like a happy child.
 For some unexplained reason he was extremely happy to
 see her enjoying herself so, it satisfied some deep
 need of his own.

 Scott Williams was undeniably was one of the most suc-
 cessful fashion executives in the world. He was still
 single at 38, but was listed in Peoples Magazine as one
 of the top ten most eligible bachelors in the U.S., he
 dated all the famous and important women. He just
 couldn't see any reason to get involved in a long term
 relationship. As number two man and heir-apparent to
 the chairman of the board Mr. Buccannon he had his days
 filled, and just couldn't get excited about settling
 down. But even though all these thing were still true,
 he wondered what being with this beautiful exotic
 creature would be like. He'd have to be careful, he
 thought. He didn't want to get caught up in the moment
 and find himself in court or something even worse. But
 still, sitting buy this woman made him think. . . 

 The couple landed at Buccannon headquarters on top of
 the 100 story MACK Building where the agency controlled
 the top two floors. Nikki was whisked into Benjamin
 Buccannon's office. By this time Scott had made Nikki
 comfortable enough that they where on a first name
 basis. As they traveled down the elevator to the Chair-
 man's suite of offices, Nikki asked in a hushed voice,
 "How can there be so much wealth in clothes? This place
 must cost millions and millions of dollars."

 Scott replied, "Our firm is world wide, we cover Asia,
 Europe and Russia, as well as South America, and of
 course the U.S. markets. That a lot of clothes Nikki,
 and that equates into a lot of money. Here we are. Are
 you ready to meet his supreme heinous?"

 "Pardon, Scott?"

 "Just a little joke of mine, never mind, here we are."
 Scott chucked as he pushed the tented glass door into
 the reception room of the chairman's office.

 After being announced they made their way into the huge
 plush office of "His Heinous". Benjamin Buccannon stood
 facing out the floor to ceiling window viewing the city
 at dusk. One could see lights coming on all over the
 horizon. When he heard the enter, he turned with a
 dancers ease and strode across the room and hugged
 Nikki to himself. Then to her surprise he gave her the
 traditional Russian greeting of a soft kiss on each
 cheek and in Russian he said, "This is truly a wonder-
 ful day, a daughter of Russia, is a daughter to me."

 Nikki stood there amazed that someone thousands of
 miles away would know her villages rural greeting. The
 greeting was as old as time, but not widely used out-
 side of her forest area. She stumbled over her words,
 "H-How would you know the words sir? H-How could you?"

 Scott chucked and said in a playful voice, The old re-
 probate knows every trick in the book, probably had one
 of his researcher pull all the plugs to get any infor-
 mation about you so he could impress you."

 Mr. Buccannon shot Scott a mock pained look and lead
 the young woman to a lounge area. As they were seated
 he quickly outlined Nikki's future. In short, he was
 going to make her a super-model. He asked her if she
 knew what a super model was. Nikki didn't really under-
 stand him, so he outlined it in terms that she could
 not miss. "You will be loved by millions of people all
 over the world. You will be idolized, your looks, your
 hair style, even your walk will be imitated by hundreds
 of thousands of women from here to Russia, and beyond.
 You'll make millions of dollars, and you'll have fun
 doing it. Now, does that sound good to you?"

 All Nikki said was, "Yes sir."

 Both men laughed at her simple answer, and the look of
 awe written all over her beautiful face. They had a
 late dinner in the office suite, and after Scott took
 her by agency limousine to the exclusive apartment 20
 minutes away. "Nikki, I an going to have you share an
 apartment with one of our other girls. Rachel is a
 great person, and she has offered to help you find your
 way around, sort of help you acclimatize."

 Nikki expected to see an apartment when the door was
 opened by an attractive black woman. What she saw was
 a very large room. The space that opened up before them
 was large enough to put her family's whole house in,
 and the hen house too. As they walked in Nikki could do
 nothing but stare in wonder.

 Rachel took her duffel bag from the door man, and
 ushered them into the sunken living room. "Scott, it
 was nice of you to personally bring our new Russian
 friend home, but now go home. Nikki has been in a
 plane for what, 30 or 40 hours, and probably got the
 works at the office too. She needs a couple of days
 off now. You don't want to harm those angelic looks of
 hers do yah."

 With promises of showing Nikki New York once she was
 settled in, Scott was playfully pushed out the door.
 Once the CEO was gone, Rachel turned back toward the
 new girl. She had known what all the fuss was about
 the moment the door opened. This girl had a unique
 quality about her looks. Rachel couldn't think of
 anyone that looked remotely like this girl, and what
 a beauty.

 The two women had some herb tea and Nikki mostly
 listened as Rachel told her what her life was going
 to be like. Everything she heard from her new friend
 sounded something like Mr. Buccannon had said, only
 with funny things thrown in to make her laugh. After
 about half an hour or so Nikki was having trouble
 concentrating and began to nod off. "Ah, I see my
 sleeping potion is beginning to work. Bed-time tea
 always sends me. You needed to wind down."

 Rachel showed Nikki to her suite of rooms. In her tired
 state the suite looked like it went on forever, to her
 amusement, later she found that one of the walls was a
 mirror from floor to ceiling. The bathroom also had
 floor to ceiling mirrors on one wall, and eventually
 when Nikki finally laid her tired young body into her
 heavenly nest to sleep, she groggily noticed that the
 four-poster bed canopy had mirrors looking down at her
 from above. Nikki wondered. . .

 The next day Nikki awoke at 2PM in the afternoon. In
 a panic at her sloth, she jumped up threw on a robe
 and hurried out to the living room, knowing that she
 must be in big trouble for sleeping so late. Rachel
 was out on the terrace laying in a chase lounge. Nikki
 hurried out the sliding glass doors to apologize, but
 stopped cold when she realized that she had obviously
 made another terrible mistake. Her friend Rachel was
 laying naked under the sun, obviously used to the
 privacy she had before Nikki had moved in. "Oh no, I'm
 sorry Rachel." Nikki blurted as she quickly turned to
 leave.

 "NIKKI! Don't run away. Please come back, I'm not upset
 with you."

 Nikki, was flushed with embarrassment,  "Rachel, I
 didn't mean to invade your privacy, I will be more
 careful in the future, I promise you."

 "Don't worry about it. We're models, our body's are our
 greatest assets, and we have to take constant care of
 'em. They must be pampered and exercised or we're outa'
 business. Nakedness is nothing to a professional model.
 Between us girls we can walk around the house nude all
 the time. As a matter of fact we should do it as much
 as possible." Rachel replied in a soft voice.

 Nikki looked uncertain, "I don't know Rachel, I'm not
 used to exposing myself to others, it is not done where
 I come from."

 "Sweetpea, what do you think we do for a living? We
 show off our bodies. Why do you think there are so many
 mirrors in this apartment?" Nikki had been wondering
 about that - and waited for her new friend to tell her.
 "Because the agency want's us to be aware of the con-
 dition of our bodies all the time. Walking around nude
 in our safe little nest we can see each other and maybe
 make suggestions. If I slump, you can remind me, if
 your tan line is obvious I can point it out to you. You
 see we are professional bodies, an exclusive club, and
 we have to take care of each other.

 Nikki started to explain why she had come out on the
 terrace in the first place. Rachel cut in, "Don't worry
 about work just now. You look a little tired from your
 travels, so your on rest and recuperation at company
 expense. So come out here and grab a chair, and I'll
 order us a low-cal brunch from the kitchen."

 Watching as Rachel picked up the telephone beside here
 chair and began to order food, Nikki wondered if she
 would ever get used to this lifestyle. She looked at
 her companions perfect body and thought, 'she has no
 tan lines, and looks much more exotic with her dark
 skin than I'. Then Nikki noticed her pubic hair, it was
 neatly trimmed, it looked so. . so sophisticated. That
 was the word that popped into her mind. She was a
 little embarrassed to undress in front of the other
 woman, for the first time in her life she was ashamed
 of her body. 'Would she measure up in this world of
 perfect women?' She was, after all nothing more than a
 Russian peasant. 'Would they laugh at her?'

 "Nikki, brunch is on the way, now take those clothes
 off, and let me give you a professional critique."
 Rachel removed her sunglasses and looked expectantly
 at her Russian friend.

 Knowing that there was nothing else for it, but to do
 as she was told, Nikki took a deep breath, to try and
 slow her pounding heart and dropped her robe onto the
 chase lounge, then without thinking further about it,
 she drew her night gown over her head and stood as
 dignified as possible in front of the other woman.

 "WOW! major league" Rachel breathed. Just then the door
 bell rang, startling Nikki, who fearfully reached for
 her robe. "NO, you don't need to worry about an in-
 trusion. All our little servants are bonded and have
 special security clearances. Our food man or woman as
 the case may be, will leave our food just inside the
 front door on a rolling cart. Now lets see what we
 have here. Turn around slowly and let me observe."

 Nikki reluctantly dropped her robe back on the chase
 lounge and began a slow models turn, except this time
 she had no clothes on, she knew that she'd just die if
 Rachel called her an old cow or something. She'd never
 been put in this position before and was nervous as a
 muskrat on a shed roof during a hot Russian summer.
 Nikki had an urge to cover her hardening nipples, she
 was embarrassed, but refused to do so knowing that it
 would only draw attention to them.

 What Rachel saw made her instantly jealous. She was a
 top model at the agency, and had made a mega-ton of
 money in her 6 years of employment. But even on her
 best day, she had never looked like the woman standing
 in front of her. The Russian girl was perfect, not a
 flaw or blemish anywhere. There she was after traveling
 for almost 2 days straight, no make up, and she still
 looked better than 98% of all the models fully made up.

 Rachel noticed that Nikki's body was tense. Her stomach
 muscles where shivering, and she could she knotting
 between her shoulder blades at her back. "Girl, you
 have a fabulous body, you're going to make millions,
 but you have to relax a little."

 "I'm nervous, that's all. I'm not used to showing my-
 self off, I'm sorry Rachel."

 "OK, come with me. .  No, no leave the clothes, I'm
 gonna teach you about your body. A friend did this for
 me when I was starting out, and I'm gonna pass on the
 favor. Com'on Sweetpea, follow moma."

 Nikki obediently followed her beautiful friend, watch-
 ing her walk ahead of her, admiring her body in motion.
 Rachel's walk was. . .sexy, that was it, sexy. Her hips
 swayed just enough to suggest something, something not
 quite definable, but Nikki was sure that the rhythm of
 her sway had something to do with sex. She followed her
 friend into her own bedroom. "Now Sweetpea get in the
 shower and adjust the water to your liking, now go
 ahead."  

 Nikki obeyed.

 The jet spray felt so good, so relaxing that Nikki al-
 most forgot about Rachel standing outside of the shower
 stall, that is until the other woman stepped in behind
 her. Nikki Tensed when she felt the other woman's hands
 touch her shoulders. "What?"

 "Just relax, I won't hurt you. If you want to walk the
 walk, and talk the talk honey, you gotta get comfy with
 yourself. Just think of me as your teacher, this won't
 hurt I promise." With that said, Rachel took a bar of
 soap and began to run it in the palm of her hand up and
 down the back of the young Russian girl. Rachel loved
 the texture of the other woman's skin, it instantly
 made her sex wet. She could tell that Nikki was enjoy-
 ing the sensations too, because she leaned her wet
 forehead against the shower wall and sighed con-
 tentedly.

 Rachel had a plan, and to further it she had to take a
 chance, so without warning she ran her hand with the
 soap bar  under Nikki's right arm and over her breast.
 Nikki tensed again, but she didn't pull away or speak
 out for Rachel to stop. Encouraged by the other woman's
 silence she wrapped her other arm around Nikki's Body
 and began to massage both breasts with soapy hands,
 occasionally running them down her firm stomach. What
 a heavenly sensation to massage perfect skin, covering
 a perfect body, Rachel was becoming utterly captivated
 by this innocent Russian girl. It was occurring to her
 as she ran her hands over the girls body with more and
 more abandon, that Nikki wasn't protesting. On the
 contrary, she was responding.

 Rachel turned Nikki around to face her, and saw that
 she had her eyes closed, she said quietly close to one
 ear, "Now I want you to sit down on the Jacuzzi seat
 and I'll shampoo your hear." The Russian girl just
 sighed her acquiescence to the idea and nodded her
 head, eyes still closed, and a content smile on her
 lovely face, Rachel was even more captivated by the
 sight of the content expression of the other girls
 face.

 Stepping behind Nikki Rachel sat first pulling her
 friend down by the arm to sit between her spread legs.
 Rachel began to shampoo the girls long blonde hair
 working up a lather. Unable to ignore the Russian girls
 erect nipples, Rachel started to run her shampoo cover-
 ed hands down Nikki's shoulders and over her breasts
 and nipples. The whole time Rachel fantasized nursing
 at those wonderful tits. She longed to nip at them with
 her teeth, and to swirl her tongue around the goose
 bump skin that surrounded them. These thoughts made
 Rachel even hornier than before. Without any conscious
 thought about doing it, the African beauty began to
 move slightly against her friends firm buttocks,
 rubbing her sex against the other girls body.

 As Rachel's hand motions on Nikki's neck, shoulders,
 breasts and stomach increased in intensity so did her
 nether movements. Rachel began to hump against her
 young friend pulling her body back against her crotch,
 crushing her sticky clitoris against her friends soft
 firm skin, all the while letting her quick hands dance
 over her friends front parts with abandon.

 Rachel knew what was going to happen moments before she
 came. As she started to convulse against the Russian
 girls body, Rachel dropped her hands down between her
 friends legs and began to massage Nikki's cunt, rubbing
 at her sex sensually, slowly, moving her fingers in and
 out of her vagina as though she was douching her with
 shampoo. Which was of coarse exactly what she was
 doing. Rachel had a plan, and it didn't end with her
 own pleasure.

 Nikki knew that Rachel was having an orgasm against
 her, but didn't mind, her heart rate tripled though
 when her friends hands dropped between her legs and
 moved to her vagina. Nikki's eyes flew open momentarily
 as the sensation of the other girl's hands against her
 private parts gave way to the feeling of being invaded
 by the other girl's fingers. The sensations that were
 brought on by this sudden change in events made it hard
 for Nikki to breathe, she felt wonderful, it was
 lovely, she didn't want it to ever stop. But it did...

 "Ohhh god, Nikki, that was almost too much. I just had
 what was maybe the best orgasm of my life." Rachel
 could bearly gasp the words out, she was so overcome
 with emotion, and physical exertion.

 Nikki reached behind her brushing the back of her hand
 against her friends cheek and said, "I'm glad that you
 had an orgasm, and that it was a good one. I too feel
 much better, and have enjoyed your idea very much." The
 Russian woman had enjoyed her friends attentions, but
 she would have like more.

 "Nikki, we aren't done yet. Let's rinse and dry off,
 and finish this in bed."

 Nikki was shocked. What did Rachel mean 'finish this in
 bed'. Nikki's heart beat jumped into triple time again
 as Rachel began to rinse her body. Was this woman going
 to do lesbian things to her. Up until that moment Nikki
 really hadn't thought about what they were doing. She
 didn't know how to react, didn't know what to say, that
 wouldn't offend her new friend.

 The water was turned off, Rachel pulled a towel from
 the hanger and standing up against Nikki's back, she
 reached around the girl and began to dry her front.
 Nikki stood there, at first in fear, then with the
 sensations of the wet girls skin at her back, and the
 rough terrycloth towel being briskly rubbed over her
 breasts, and down her stomach, and then... down between
 her legs, Nikki stopped worrying about what people
 would think, and started to wonder what Rachel would do
 her body. Nikki had absolutely no idea what two women
 could do for sex. After all she was no expert in sex
 with only two experiences, one with a fumbling boy, and
 the other with a lecher who took unfair advantage of
 her.

 Once dry, Rachel smiled up at the taller woman, and
 said. "Nikki, I owe you what you gave me, and believe
 me, it will be my pleasure to reciprocate, com'on
 Sweetpea, I'm gonna show you something new."

 Rachel flopped onto Nikki's bed and held her arms out
 to the Russian girl. Nikki knelt on the bed, and flowed
 into the other woman's arms pushing her over onto the
 rumpled sheets. Both women giggled at the feeling of
 freedom they experienced as they rolled together on the
 bed. Rachel, momentarily on top reached for the Nikki's
 face. Holding it between both hands she stared deeply
 into the bright pools of blue, and said. "Nikki you are
 wonderful, we'll be friends forever." Then Rachel
 smiled a smile that Nikki thought might be the most
 beautiful smile she'd ever seen,  then Rachel lowered
 her mouth - slightly open - to Nikki's slightly open
 mouth, and the two luscious young beauties spent
 several minutes exploring each other smiles.

 Rachel was the first to brake the embrace, to Nikki's
 moan of disappointment. Rachel said, "Now now little
 grasshopper, your here to learn something new. I'm not
 done yet, and we can kiss anytime you want, just now
 though I'm think'n pay back time." Nikki had no idea
 what her friend was talking about, so nearly jumped out
 of her lovely skin when Rachel leaned forward and stuck
 her tongue in Nikki's belly button.

 Rachel held Nikki tightly so she could only squirm a
 little, finally stopping for a moment to say, "Sweet-
 pea, you gotta stop squirming for this part to work.
 The belly button thing is for de-sensitizing. Once you
 can take the tongue in the belly button then your ready
 for the real fun. Now try to control yourself, I'm
 gonna tongue you again, and I want to try to hold
 still." Nikki was mystified, but a willing accomplice.

 Rachel leaned over her friends splayed body again and
 drove her tongue into her belly button, Nikki jumped
 again, she'd never realized how sensitive she was there
 before, but then she'd never had anyone want to stick
 their tongue into it before either. Finally after a
 minute of concentration she overcame the ticklish feel-
 ing and was able to lay there and enjoy the sensation
 of her friends tongue.

 Nikki almost sat up when Rachel moved her mouth from
 her stomach to her vagina. What was Rachel going to
 doooooo. . . "OH MY!" Nikki said in Russian. Her whole
 body went tense when she felt the pleasant invasion of
 Rachel's lips and tongue, and "OH" teeth. . .

 Nikki remembering her instructions and tried to lay
 back and not move. Her mind was racing, the thought of
 someone putting their mouth on her sexual parts had
 never occurred to her before. But now that it was
 happening, Nikki loved it. Rachel's mouth and tongue
 was running all over her female sex organs, and every
 time she gave attention to her clitoris Nikki couldn't
 stay still no matter how hard she tried. Rachel was
 making little whimpering noises as she sucked her girl-
 friend, the noises were too much for Nikki's senses,
 she couldn't hold back if she had wanted to. Nikki felt
 the pulling sensation deep within her stomach and
 thighs as her orgasm raged up to the surface. She
 weakly called out to warn Rachel, but her friend just
 redoubled her efforts.

 Then it was upon her. Nikki's sweat covered body con-
 vulsed almost into a sitting position, and stayed that
 way as wave after wave of orgasm raged through her
 entire body. In Nikki's tense - almost sitting posi-
 tion, perfectly muscled legs thrust out on either side
 of Rachel head, balanced almost completely on her
 shapely derrière she could see the wonderful contrast
 of skin colors between the two of them, the crazy
 thought flashed into her mind that they would make the
 most excellent modeling partners, then the thought was
 replaced by pain, exquisite pain, as Rachel nibbled on
 her clitoris, Nikki screamed in lust and ecstasy and
 came again.

 They didn't get around to 'Brunch' until almost Eight
 O'clock that night, but Nikki had most assuredly lost
 her shyness about walking around the apartment and
 sunning in the nude. . .

 Continued in part 3        

         (c) 1997 Kristen Kathleen Becker
                                                    
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"You'll find that many of the things we hold to be true, are only that, from
a certain point of view."


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