Filename: Master&Apprentice.txt
Title: Master and Apprentice
Author: Knickers
Universe: Nicola Adventures
Keywords: MF, MFF, F-solo, interr, exhib
Summary: A beautiful English babe learns from Nicola how to make the 
most of her assets, in order to win fame & fortune and annoy her over-
bearing father.



Disclaimer: The following story 
contains sex scenes and rude words. 
It's fairly tame, and I'm pretty 
broad-minded, but the decency laws in 
most states would require it not be 
read by persons under 18. Also, if 
you're offended by adult themes, you 
should probably leave now.

 More importantly, this tale features 
women presented as sexual objects. 
There is nothing wrong with this as 
they are only fictional characters. I 
urge readers, especially young males, 
to not regard real women in this way.

 This work is © 2003 the author. 
Permission is granted to freely 
distribute, provided it is not altered 
in any way. It may not be posted to 
any website or included in any archive 
without the author's permission.

 There is no Nicola. All characters 
are fictitious. The situations are 
made-up. This is only a fantasy, and 
any similarity to real persons, events 
& institutions is pure coincidence.

 Author's note: This is a "Lost" Nicola 
Adventure, taking place between 
"BikiniVivor" and "Topless Cheerleaders, 
Inc". Visit the website 
http://www.asstr.org/~knickers . As well 
as all the episodes, you'll find author's 
notes, reader feedback, and movie 
reviews.


 Master and Apprentice (MF MFF F-solo 
interr exhib)

As Nicole Aveline walked into her 
flat, loud music washed over her and 
she was greeted with the most 
astounding sight. Sitting in her 
lounge room was a skinny, geeky-
looking student who she vaguely 
recognised from one of her classes. 
His eyes were glazed over with 
pleasure and a thin strand of drool 
ran from the corner of his mouth.

His expression of vacant lust was 
hardly surprising, as Nicole's 
roommate Melody was busy administering 
him a lapdance.

"Melody!" Nicole gasped in shock. Her 
friend was grooving to the beat of the 
music, her bare boobs bouncing with 
every enthusiastic wiggle and shimmy 
of her luscious body.

Naked except for a tiny black thong 
and black high-heels, Melody turned 
around and began to grind her ass into 
her client's crotch, eliciting a 
string of gasping moans from him. "Hi 
Nica!" she greeted her friend warmly. 
"Have you done the shopping yet?"

All Nicole could do was stare at 
Melody. She was her flatmate and best 
friend at Harmon Campus, but her 
capacity for raunchy behaviour never 
failed to amaze her. Melody was very 
good-looking, tall with dark hair that 
framed her pretty face, and large D-
cup boobs, that were currently playing 
hostess to one lucky guy.

Melody had turned back around to face 
her customer, placing her delicate 
hands on his shoulders, rubbing her 
luscious tits against his face. 
Nicole's eyes grew wide as her gaze 
travelling down her friend's bare back 
and g-string that nestled snugly 
between her ass-cheeks.

The guy's moans became louder. Melody 
was sliding her bare thigh up and down 
his crotch, fucking him with her 
lovely leg. From the looks of it he 
had a Rhino horn stuffed in his pants. 
In an instant Melody's dance turned 
into dry-humping, her pussy inches 
from his throbbing dick.

The tall busty girl was moving in 
speed and her large mounds swayed 
enticingly in front of the over 
excited boy's face. Looking over to 
her friend Nicole, Melody smiled 
wickedly and leaned a little forward, 
making her impressive chest slap the 
drooling boy on the face as she 
masturbated him through his pants with 
her lewd dance.

His eyes rolled back in his head and 
he let out a loud gasp of pleasure, 
bucking wildly beneath Melody's 
wiggling body.

With a smile of satisfaction, Melody 
stood up from his lap. "I hope you 
enjoyed the ride," she quipped. Nicole 
noticed a dark stain spreading across 
the front of his jeans. He didn't seem 
to care, rising unsteadily from the 
chair and tottering towards the door, 
still floating in a haze of sexual 
delight.

"Remember," Melody said to him as she 
guided him out of their flat, "if 
you've got the dough, then I'll be 
your ho."

Now that they were alone, Nicole 
snapped out of her astonishment. "What 
were you doing?"

"Thirty quid!" she beamed, holding 
aloft the payment for her lapdance. 
"Pretty sweet for ten minutes work, 
eh?"

"Melody, you ARE a nasty girl!" Nicole 
said giggling, still a little shocked 
to find out her roommate and best 
friend was making money with her body 
like this. "But I got to admit that it 
was fast and easy cash!"

"You bet!" Melody laughed. "Not to 
mention it was very hot too! You 
should try it yourself young lady! You 
do have the right body for it!"

Nicole laughed and shook her head. 
Melody could be so slutty, but she 
still liked her a lot. Melody picked 
up a napkin and wiped the saliva off 
her boobs, then slipped on a green t-
shirt. "Now, that's my share of this 
week's rent money, what about yours?"

Nicole's gorgeous face creased in 
dismay. Money was always a problem for 
the students, scraping every penny 
just to get by. Nicole Aveline was an 
18 year-old adorable little brunette 
who stood just 4 foot 11 inches. Her 
two best assets were her massive E-cup 
boobs that jutted out in front of her, 
straining against the tight fabric of 
her t-shirt like a pair of twin 
torpedoes. What could she do to make 
money?

A naughty smile crossed Melody's lips. 
Nicole knew that smile well. Although 
Nicole would occasionally enjoy 
putting on some sexy clothes and 
giving everyone sneak peaks inside her 
well-stretched t-shirt, she was still 
a fairly shy person. But Melody would 
dare her to go further, expose more of 
her luscious body than her intended 
and do things Nicole never thought 
she'd do. And Nicole was a fool for 
dares.

That smile told Nicole that she better 
get ready to put on a show, cos Melody 
was about to dare her to do something 
nasty.

"What is it this time?" Nicole asked 
with a sigh, folding her arms across 
her chest (well, trying to fold her 
arms across her chest).

Melody picked up the university's 
student newspaper. "I saw an ad in 
here, you should check it out."

+++++
 Contestants Wanted For TV Gameshow
 The American TV gameshow 'Co-Ed 
Bikini Challenge' will be at London 
University this week, auditioning 
girls to appear as contestants. The 
lucky three chosen will be flown to 
Los Angeles to tape the show, with 
fabulous prizes up for grabs and a 
minimum of $US500 just for playing 
'Co-Ed Bikini Challenge'.
+++++

"A TV gameshow?" said Nicole, 
mystified. "It sounds like you have to 
wear a bikini. Nothing too raunchy 
there."

"Oh no!" giggled Melody. "I saw this 
show on Channel 5 one time. There's a 
lot more to it than just wearing a 
bikini." She smirked and added, "or 
maybe I should say a lot less to it 
than just wearing a bikini."

Nicole had flaunted herself before, 
but only for a few guys in small 
groups. This 'Co-Ed Bikini Challenge' 
thing would be seen by loads of 
people, not just in England but in the 
USA as well.

"Think you're up for it?" Melody 
asked.

"I don't know Mel! It's a little too 
much for me..." Nicole answered 
blushing. The idea of showing off on 
TV was very exciting, but she was too 
shy to seriously consider it! 
"Everyone I know would be watching 
me!"

"That's the point!" Melody replied. 
Suddenly she grinned and decided to 
`play dirty' on Nicole's soft spots. 
"Of course if you don't have the guts 
I can understand... after all your 
`beloved daddy' would see it and what 
would he think of his `little 
princess'? I can understand why you're 
this scared, you've always been 
daddy's girl... doing whatever would 
please him..."

"What?!?" Nicole cried, annoyed. Her 
father was a domineering bigot pain in 
the ass who had kept Nicole under his 
control until she managed to escape 
him by coming to London to study. She 
was so pissed off with him she'd do 
anything to `get even' with the 
abusive bastard!

"Don't get angry Nica, I can 
understand if you're still scared of 
what your dad would think, and, of 
course, participating in this bikini 
contest would make him really mad!" 
Melody continued teasing her. "But if 
you don't have the courage I'll 
understand. So, are you coming with me 
to the try-outs or not?"

Nicole shrugged her shapely shoulders 
causing her massive boobs to bob. 
"Sure. Why not?"

**********

The auditions for 'Co-Ed Bikini 
Challenge' were held at The Dragon 
Bar, a local dive that often served 
the students of London University. 
Most recently, it had been used for 
the 'School Disco', nothing to do with 
kids but a dance for the uni students 
to dress-up in school uniforms (which 
had, of course, provided Melody with a 
great excuse to showcase her knockers 
in a very tight school girl's blouse).

Nicole entered the bar wearing her 
best 'teasing' clothes. If she wanted 
that free trip to LA and a sack load 
of cash to go with it, she'd have to 
put on quite a show. The busty little 
cutie knew that the best way to 
accomplish this was to put her best 
assets on display, and so she'd 
dressed accordingly.

She was wearing a fiery-red halter-top 
that was really unsuited for a woman 
of Nicole's bust size. The entire top 
half of her boobs were bare, right 
down to her scarcely concealed 
nipples. With every step the tasty 
fresher took her knockers would bounce 
provocatively, threatening to pop out 
of their tight confines.

Nicole smiled to herself. "Nothing 
puts a couple of Es on display like a 
nice halter-top." She held her back 
straight, pushing out her chest for 
everyone to see.

The rest of Nicole's outfit consisted 
of a short, black skirt that came down 
just a couple of inches below her 
pussy, leaving her lovely leg on 
display, and a pair of red pumps.

Everyone in the bar turned to stare at 
her as she entered. There were dozens 
of girls there, all packed into that 
small space, many of them dressed as 
raunchy as Nicole. But, she smirked, 
none of them have been blessed with a 
pair of tits you could ski down.

"Nica, over here!" called a voice from 
the throng. Nicole saw Melody standing 
with another girl, a tall, very cute 
brunette with smallish-B boobs. Melody 
was wearing a sparkly blue top that 
tied around the back of her neck and 
around her waist but had no back to it 
whatsoever. Nicole loved that garment, 
from behind Melody looked like she was 
naked from the waist up!

"Nicole, this is Tiffany," Melody 
introduced her friend to the other 
girl, who was dressed in a slinky 
strapless black cocktail dress that 
clung to every curve of her body. 
Tiffany looked Nicole over with a 
hungry look, much as a guy would, and 
she blushed.

Melody wrapped her arms around Nicole 
and Tiffany and hugged them close. "I 
think we've got what it takes to win 
those spots on this gameshow."

At that moment a set of double-doors 
at the far end of the Dragon swung 
open and a group of people entered. 
Most of them were a camera crew 
lugging their gear along. Leading them 
was a tall, very beautiful girl and a 
rather hunky black man in an Armani 
suit, with a wispy goatee and designer 
glasses. 

Their entrance had an electric effect 
upon the assembled crowd of would-be 
starlets. They instantly hushed, at 
the same time doing everything 
possible to make themselves look more 
desirable. Nicole licked her lips, 
pushing her impressive boobs even 
further out.

The girl, a gorgeous model with 
shoulder length chestnut-coloured hair 
and sparkling blue eyes, stepped 
forward and addressed them. She was 
dressed dead sexy, in a slinky red 
boob-tube that looked like it might 
slide down her body and turn into a 
belt, and a black mini skirt with a 
slit up the side to reveal her thigh.

"Hello everybody, and thanks for 
coming along today. My name is Nicola 
Baron, hostess of 'Co-Ed Bikini 
Challenge', and this is the show's 
producer Mr. Marcus Blackrod."

Nicola spoke in a sexy, husky 
Australian that made Nicole feel a 
little tingly. Mr. Blackrod said 
nothing, casting an appraising eye 
over the girls. His brown eyes fell 
upon Nicole, and she felt his gaze 
sliding across her exposed cleavage 
like a big wet tongue before passing 
on.

"As you know," Nicola continued, "we 
have a fabulous prize up for grabs 
today, but we can only choose three of 
you. So do your best to impress Mr. 
Blackrod, good luck, and above all 
have fun."

Have fun? Nicole was feeling nervous. 
She wanted that trip to LA and the 
chance to appear on 'Co-Ed Bikini 
Challenge', but to get it she'd have 
to put on quite a show. She'd have to 
go further than she'd ever gone 
before, flaunt her body more than 
Melody had ever goaded her in the 
past. Nicole took a deep breath to 
calm her nerves, swelling her chest 
and almost causing her mammoth Es to 
burst out of her halter-top.

"Come on, Nica," smirked Melody. 
"You've got the biggest boobs of any 
girl in this room. All you need to do 
is shake your tits in Mr. Blackrod's 
face and you'll be on that plane to 
America in no time."

The girls were formed in a long queue. 
Nicola and the camera crew were making 
their way along the line, shooting 
footage of the wannabe contestants. 
Mr. Blackrod himself stood at the far 
end of the bar, talking on his 
cellphone and occasionally making 
notes. His aloof demeanour suggested 
he was well used to jetting around the 
world, appraising semi-naked co-eds 
desperate for stardom.

Nicole blushed as she pictured herself 
on TV, wearing a tiny micro-bikini and 
jumping up and down till her top burst 
open and her tits spilled out. Could 
she really do that in front of 
thousands, maybe even millions of 
drooling men (and women!)?

Suddenly, the Dragon's front door 
burst open with a bang. Everyone spun 
around to watch in astonishment as an 
elderly gentleman marched into the 
bar. He was a crusty old fellow, his 
liver-spotted face puffed red with a 
mixture of exertion and anger as he 
stormed in upon the auditions.

"Oh no," murmured Nicole. "It can't 
be."

"What is going on in here?" he 
thundered. "I've just received word 
that the good name of this institution 
is being sullied in a wanton display 
of debauchery!"

Some of the girls giggled, a few of 
them looked embarrassed. None was more 
embarrassed than Nicole herself.

The old man zeroed in on Nicole and 
strode over to her. "Young lady!" he 
roared, "when I read in the paper that 
the University of London was playing 
host to this... exhibition I came down 
here straight away. Knowing you, and 
your association with this brazen 
hussy..."

("What's a 'brazen hussy'?" Melody 
asked.

"It's posh for 'slut'," replied 
Tiffany.

"Oh. For a moment I thought he was 
insulting me.")

"... I knew you'd been here, shoving 
your tits into everybody's faces!"

Nicole blushed, cringing before her 
father's angry gaze. She'd never felt 
so embarrassed before, surrounded by 
all her staring friends and fellow 
students.

"You're coming with me," he declared, 
and grabbed Nicole by the arm. He 
yanked her with such force that 
Nicole's right boob leapt out of her 
halter-top. "I have not raised my only 
child to be a harlot! You are the 
shame of our family... I'll never let 
you out of my sight again!" She gave a 
slight squeal of shock, and blushed 
even more. Her captor took no notice.

Suddenly, a voice boomed out across 
the Dragon. It was a deep, rich 
American voice that instantly 
commanded everyone's attention.

"Excuse me, sir, can I help you?"

It was Mr. Marcus Blackrod. He stood 
with his arms folded across his 
muscular chest, his words polite but 
his posture and steely gaze letting 
the intruder know that he was ready 
for trouble. The old man turned to 
face him with a look of extreme 
arrogance.

"Mind your own business," he snapped.

"But this is very much my business," 
Mr. Blackrod replied.

His opponent turned red with rage. 
"Why, I won't stand here and be spoken 
to like this by a, a,..."

His voice trailed off. Mr. Blackrod 
stared at him evenly.

"By a what?" he growled. Marcus 
Blackrod seized the old man's arm in a 
firm grip, forcing him to let go of 
Nicole.

"This bar has been booked for a 
private function," he said in his 
burly American accent, "and you are 
trespassing. Let me show you the 
door."

"W-what!" Gasping in shock, the old 
man was firmly marched away by Mr. 
Blackrod. "Hear me Nicole Aveline, 
I'll be home, waiting for you, if you 
don't show up you better forget you 
have a family!"

Nicole stared after them, so amazed at 
Mr. Blackrod's performance and angry 
at her father's arrogance that she 
forgot that her bare boob was still 
hanging out in front of her.

"Who was that guy?" asked Nicola, 
noticing the magnificent flesh orb but 
failing to warn the short brunette. 
"Calm down sweety!" The Australian 
starlet soothed the trembling girl, 
taking Nica's hand in her's.

"He's my father," Nicole replied. "The 
old bastard followed me to London." 
Only them she noticed it was the 
hostess she was talking with, the 
gorgeous and famous Nicola Baron.

She was shocked to see her father, but 
even more she was turned on by the way 
Mr. Blackrod had stepped in and dealt 
with the situation. Just thinking 
about him made the insides of her 
pussy quiver, her nipples were 
suddenly hard with excitement, one of 
which in full display.

The producer re-entered the bar a 
moment later, adjusting his immaculate 
suit. Nicole was still so confused and 
dazed that she only watched the scene 
as if in a dream, form afar, but still 
admiring the black-skinned exec.

"Sorry about the disturbance, folks," 
he announced. "It looks like we'll 
have to postpone the rest of the 
auditions till a later date."

A groan of disappointment went up from 
the girls, none more so than Nicole, 
Melody and Tiffany. The crowd began to 
break up, the camera crew packing up 
their gear and the students filtering 
out of the bar.

"What are we going to do now?" moaned 
Nicole. "We've got to get picked to go 
on that show. And what about my 
father? Now that he's found me, he's 
not going to give up."

"Excuse me," said Nicola, approached 
the horny threesome. "You, um, seem to 
have forgotten something." With a 
smirk, she pointed at Nicole's chest. 
Curious, she looked down, and 
remembered she was still letting it 
all hang out.

"Opps, my boob!" Nicole laughed. She 
hefted her enormous knocker back into 
her halter-top, a job that in her case 
required both hands. Nicola continued 
to gaze at the underdressed cutie, 
admiring her curvy little figure.

The Aussie starlet reached out her 
hand. "I'm Nicola Baron. My friends 
call me Knickers," she said. Nicole 
shook her hand warmly. "Nicole 
Aveline. My friends call me Nica."

"Yknow," Nicola began in her sexy 
Aussie accent, "you've got a great 
look for 'Co-Ed Bikini Challenge' ." 
By that, Nicole inferred she meant she 
had a fabulous pair of tits.

"Thanks, I'm just a little shy."

"Tell me about it," snorted Melody. 
"I've been trying to get her to put 
out more since I met her."

"But I really want to be a contestant 
on that show," Nicole piped up. "I 
could do with the money, and it would 
really piss my dad off!" She saw a 
smile appearing on Knickers' face, the 
Aussie obviously noticed the tension 
here. "Could you, uh, help me out 
here?"

"Well..." Nicola replied. "I don't 
have any say in picking contestants. 
It's Mr. Blackrod's decision, and he's 
only going to select girls he knows 
will be good talent, if you know what 
I mean."

Nicole was crestfallen. How was she 
ever going to get on 'Co-Ed Bikini 
Challenge'?

"But," Nicola continued, "there is 
something I can do to help you out."

"What? What?" Nicole asked excitedly. 
Nicola merely smirked in reply.

"I'll come by your place later today 
and we can get started."

Nicole grinned. It looked like her 
life was about to change for the 
better!

**********

It had been a long day, and Nicole was 
relaxing under the shower. Melody had 
gone out with Tiffany, leaving her 
alone in the flat.

The busty little beauty sighed as the 
warm, soapy water washed over her 
naked body, cascading like a waterfall 
between her heaving breasts. The heat 
caused her nipples to flush a deep 
pink colour.

Nicole couldn't stop thinking about 
Marcus Blackrod. She'd always found 
black men attractive, but the TV 
producer was something else. He was so 
handsome, so big and muscular, so well 
dressed, rich and successful. And then 
there was the way he'd dealt with her 
father. It would really fuck the old 
man off if she not only got onto 'Co-
Ed Bikini Challenge', but also ended 
up slapped her cunt lips around Mr. 
Blackrod's ebony cock.

"Mmm, Mr. Blackrod," Nicole murmured 
to herself. Thinking about him made 
her so very, very horny. Her pussy was 
soaking wet and it had nothing to do 
with the shower. Nicole closed her 
eyes and slipped two fingers deep 
inside her own slippery velvet love 
tunnel. With a soft squelch, she found 
her own G-spot and began to 
masturbate, her tiny hand pumping away 
between her lower lips.

"Oh Mr. Blackrod!" she moaned, 
imagining it was his big, stiff dick 
that fucking her. Nicole bucked her 
hips, forcing her fingers deeper into 
her body.

Suddenly, on the verge of coming, she 
realised she wasn't alone. Nicole 
opened her eyes and saw Nicola 
standing in her bathroom, watching her 
wank.

Nicole squeaked in shock. Nicola 
smirked. "Sorry. The door was 
unlocked, so I let myself in."

The busty student blushed bright red 
from head to foot. She'd planned to 
put on a show for Nicola at the 
audition, but this was a little more 
intimate than she'd planned. The 
Australian starlet was giving her that 
hungry look again, her beautiful blue 
eyes roaming all over Nicole's wet 
naked body. Her first reaction was to 
cover up, but there was no way Nicole 
could conceal her jugs.

"Not bad," said Nicola, with a slight 
edge of lust in her voice. Nicole shut 
off the water and stepped out of the 
shower. Nicola grabbed a towel and, 
without even asking, began to dry her 
off.

Nicole couldn't tell if Nicola was 
towelling her down or just plain 
groping her, as the model's hands 
roamed freely across Nicole's damp 
body, especially her tits. She was 
tingling all over, as the soft terry-
cloth towel brushed across Nicole's 
bare skin.

"There, all done," said Nicola with a 
winsome smile. She gave Nicole a quick 
peck on the cheek, leaving the busty 
beauty glowing red in embarrassment. 
She made a grab for her bathrobe, but 
Nicola stopped her.

"Don't bother to get dressed, honey," 
she said in her seductive Australian 
accent. Nicole arched her eyebrows in 
surprise. Did she expect her to waltz 
around buck naked?

Nicola took her protege by the hand 
and led her out of the bathroom and 
into the flat's tiny lounge. Nicola 
had left a suitcase lying on the 
floor, she opened up and began 
rummaging through the contents. 
Nicole, trying to ignore the fact that 
she was nude, peeked over her 
shoulder.

"Ah, here we go!" exclaimed Nicola, 
producing what looked like a small 
yellow bundle of string.

"What's that?" Nicole asked. "A 
shopping bag?"

"No, silly," laughed Nicola. "This is 
an original, hand-made Antonio Barudi 
swimsuit." She unravelled the lump to 
reveal it was in fact a bikini. Nicole 
looked a little worried at she took it 
from her mentor.

"It's a bit... small."

"That's the whole point, put these 
puppies on display." Nicola playfully 
jiggled Nicole's boobs. "You've got no 
problem posing in a bikini, hmm?"

Nicole put the top on, doing her best 
to cram her mammoth breasts into the 
bikini top. The tiny front panels 
barely covered her saucer shaped 
areolas, leaving most of her boobs 
hanging out. "I don't think this thing 
is rated for an E cup," she said.

"Don't worry, in this business less is 
definitely more. Now the bottoms."

She handed Nicole the other half of 
her swimsuit, an equally wispy garment 
made mostly from string. Nicole turned 
it over in her hands, trying to work 
out which was the front and which was 
the back. It was a French-cut g-
string, designed to ride high on 
Nicole's shapely hips. She tied it on, 
wedging it snugly between her ass-
cheeks and trying to get the front to 
cover her increasingly swollen pussy 
lips.

"Mmm, nice," said Nicola, looking her 
up and down. "You'll turn a few heads 
wearing this."

"You mean we're going out, dressed 
like this?" Nicole asked, incredulous.

"Sure!" laughed Nicola. "With a bod 
like this, you don't want to hide it 
away."

Nicole put on her trainers, noting 
with some anxiety that as she bent 
over, her knockers stretched the 
bikini top to breaking point. Melody 
once joked that she was 75% boob, 
looking at herself now that 
description of the E-jugged, 4'11'' 
Nicole seemed accurate.

"Where are we going?" Nicole asked 
nervously, as she was led down the 
stairwell of her student residence 
building.

"Don't worry, it's not too far." They 
emerged into the lobby, which Nicole 
gratefully noticed was empty of 
students. Hidden by the dark and gloom 
of the old building, she felt her 
confidence swell.

That wasn't all that was swelling. As 
Nicole felt her excitement levels 
rise, her nipples became erect, hard 
little nubs that poked out of her 
bikini top.

Nicola swung open the front door, 
letting brilliant sunshine flood in. 
"After you, Nica," she said.

Nicole took a deep breath. She made 
one last adjustment to her skimpy suit 
and then strode outside. The top 
offered no support whatsoever, and 
Nicole's breasts heaved up and down 
with every step. The campus was pretty 
empty this late in the afternoon, but 
there were still quite a few people 
wandering around. At first, no-one 
noticed Nicole standing out front of 
her dorm building. But when people 
finally did, the effect was amazing.

Nicole heard quite a few gasps. One 
guy was staring so much he walked 
right into a Pole. The Polish guy 
didn't see him coming because he was 
too busy gawping at Nicole as well.

Nicole smiled demurely, brushing back 
her short, dark hair behind her ears. 
With her head held high, she began to 
follow Nicola across Harmon Campus. 
She was so completely aware of how 
exposed she was, her backside hanging 
out, and her chest bare except for two 
strips of cloth covering her nipples. 
Yet she was decently dressed, the 
bikini covering her tasty bits (if 
only just). Nicole felt so deliciously 
naughty to be parading around wearing 
so little, it was exciting to know 
that everyone was staring at her 
merrily bouncing boobs.

"Hey, nice rack!" someone called out. 
Without breaking her stride, Nicole 
turned and waved to him, causing her 
tits to jiggle. "Thanks!" she called 
back.

She was just beginning to think this 
was going to be a piece of cake when 
she heard an all-too familiar voice 
call to her.

"Nicole Aveline! What do you think 
you're doing!?"

Before she even turned around, Nicole 
knew it was her father. The old man, 
steam practically billowing out of his 
ears, was marching toward her with a 
stern look on his face.

"Put some clothes on, you shameless 
girl! When I catch you..."

Nicole grasped Nicola by the hand. 
"Quick, run for it!"

The two starlets broke into a run. Her 
father was surprisingly spry for his 
age, and raced after them, waving his 
fist in the air and yelling.

Puffing with exertion, the girls raced 
across campus. However, Nicole's 
bikini was not designed for cross-
country sprinting, and after only a 
few strides her boobs burst free of 
their confinement. With no time to 
address her dishabille, Nicole was 
forced to run across London University 
with her bare tits slapping vigorously 
off her chest.

It was a little more exposure than 
Nicola had intended, but as they ran 
away from Nicole's enraged father, the 
Aussie starlet noted with a grin the 
stunned look on the students as they 
'streaked' by.

"Ok," gasped Nicole, pausing against a 
wall, "I think we lost him."

"What's his problem?" Nicola asked.

"We never really got on," Nicole 
replied, as she hefted her hooters 
back inside the bikini top. "He's such 
a control freak. He's the reason I 
left home, came to London U."

The more her father wanted her to come 
home, the more determined Nicole 
remained to stay. And not just stay, 
but make such a spectacle of herself 
that it totally pissed the old man 
off. She wanted to get on 'Co-Ed 
Bikini Challenge', to bare her 
gorgeous body to the world, and best 
of all, for him to see his little 
princess naked in front of millions of 
people.

Nicole was still out of breath from 
the chase, her boobs heaving as she 
panted for breath. "So, now that half 
of Harmon Campus has seen me topless, 
what's next?"

**********

"Here we are," Nicola proclaimed. 
Nicole let out a gasp of shock.

'Bristols' was a strip club just on 
the edge of London University. Nicole 
had heard of it before (usually from 
Melody), but had never worked up the 
nerve to go there. The front door was 
ablaze with gaudy flashing lights, 
enticing passers-by with neon promises 
of 'Girls, Girls, Girls' and 'Tits, 
Tits, Tits'.

Still holding her by the hand, Nicola 
pulled her under-dressed protege 
behind her as they entered the dark 
portal.

Inside the club, her senses were 
assailed with sound, noise and 
piercing lights that flashed through 
the establishment's otherwise dank and 
smoky atmosphere. It was late 
afternoon, and the audience was pretty 
thin, only a few well-dressed 'city' 
types. Nicole was relieved to see 
there weren't any students, she didn't 
want to be recognised patronising a 
flea-pit like 'Bristols'.

On stage, a rather bored looking 
dancer in her late thirties was going 
through the motions of stripping. From 
the vacant expression on her face, 
Nicole guessed she was probably 
wondering what she was going to have 
for her tea. The dancer had big but 
rather saggy boobs that flopped 
lethargically back and forth as she 
half-heartedly gyrated to the latest 
single from that teenybopper band 'Sex 
Kitten'.

Nicole wasn't too impressed. Neither 
were the guys watching. As Nicole 
entered, they switched their attention 
to her, whistling and hooting with 
glee. Nicole blushed, streaking was 
one thing, but walking into a strip-
club wearing nothing but a skimpy 
bikini was another. She draped an arm 
across her chest, trying to cover her 
boobs, but there was little the petite 
girl could do to hide her cleavage.

"Hey, Tommy!" Nicola called out. "I've 
got someone here you'll want to meet."

The pair of busty beauties walked 
across the room, with Nicole 
embarrassingly aware that all eyes 
were staring at her might-as-well-be-
bare ass. Tommy, the proprietor of 
'Bristols' stood behind the bar.

"Blimey, as I live and breath, if it 
ain't Knickers," Tommy greeted them.

"Nicole, this is my friend Tommy. We 
met a while back, when he came to LA 
to scope out some new talent."

Tommy turned his leering gaze on 
Nicole. "Hullo, darlin'. Crikey, 
that's a nice pair you've got there." 
His eyes lit up as he peered right 
down Nicole's bikini top.

"Uh, thanks," she replied with a 
blush. Nicole was used to her tits 
getting attention (and rather enjoyed 
it), but she was a little embarrassed 
at how forward people could be.

"I was thinking," said Nicola, "maybe 
you could let Nicole have a turn on 
stage."

Nicole's jaw dropped. "Me?" she 
gasped. "Dancing up there?" She never 
thought of herself as a dancer, seeing 
as she was only 4 foot 11 and had 
boobs that could cause a major 
accident if she turned around too 
quickly.

"Mmm..." Tommy stroked his chin. "Turn 
around, luv, let's have a good look at 
ya." With Nicola holding her hand, 
Nicole slowly turned around, showing 
her luscious body off from every 
angle. The other patrons weren't 
oblivious to what was going on, and 
were watching the proceedings with 
obvious glee. Nicole was painfully 
aware of the fact that everyone in the 
room was leering at her half-naked 
body. And if they had their way, 
they'd soon be leered at her fully-
naked body.

"Well...," drawled Tommy.

"Go on, mate, give her a shot!"

"Yeah, come on, we want to see her get 
those puppies out and dance for us."

Nicola smirked. "I guess the masses 
have spoken."

"Alright," shrugged Tommy. "Sharon!" 
he bellowed at the now-totally ignored 
dancer, "take five." She stomped off 
stage without looking back.

As Nicola let her backstage, Nicole 
stammered, "B-but I've never stripped 
in front of an audience before!"

"Relax, there's nothing to it." Nicola 
draped an arm around her novice 
nympho, drawing her close, her 
beautiful blue eyes staring into 
Nicole's. "Trust me, you are going to 
drive these guys wild."

Nicole glanced out at the audience, 
men who were laughing and grinning in 
expectation for the show Nicole was 
about to put on for them. Their eyes 
looked so hungry, just waiting for her 
to parade her well-endowed body on the 
catwalk.

"Just imagine," Nicola whispered in 
her husky accent, "what your father 
would think."

The old fart would have a heart-attack 
if he knew his daughter was stripping 
in some seedy bar.

"OK, I'll do it!"

Nicola's face lit up. "You go girl! 
I'll introduce you, and when the music 
starts up, you go out there and strut 
your stuff."

Nicole stood in the wings, glancing 
nervously over at her tutor standing 
in the MC's booth. Her palms were 
sweaty. Droplets of sweat clung to her 
exposed bosom, shimmering in the 
garish club lighting. Her bikini clung 
tightly to her luscious ass.

"Gentlemen, have we got a treat for 
you tonight! For your viewing 
pleasure, 'Bristols' is proud to 
present an enthusiastic new talent. 
She's 18. She's only 4 foot 11. And 
she's blessed with E-cup boobs."

Nicola's intro was almost drowned out 
by cheers and applause.

"That's right!" she continued. "What 
this girl lacks in experience she more 
than makes up for in the titty 
department. Say a big hello to 
Nicole!"

Music flowed from the club speakers, 
fighting to drown out the noise from 
Nicole's excited audience. Taking her 
courage- and her more obvious assets- 
in both hands, the busty beauty strode 
out onto the stage.

The men went wild. No-one could 
remember the last time 'Bristols' 
patrons were entertained by a London U 
student with such a fantastic set of 
knockers, busting to get out of a tiny 
little bikini top. Nicole nervously 
approached the edge of the stage, 
noticing that there seemed to be a lot 
more guys in the club then when she 
came in a few minutes ago. She cast an 
eye over them, seeing a sea of 
expectant male faces, their eyes 
firmly affixed to almost-bare body.

Staring down at them, Nicole felt a 
thrill of arousal rush through her 
body. A few strands of her short, dark 
hair clung to her face. She was 
trembling, but not with fear.

Grinning, Nicole stood on the very 
edge of the stage. Slowly, she bent at 
the waist, letting her massive jugs 
hang down so temptingly close to her 
drooling fans. She rolled her body to 
the music, causing her boobs to bounce 
around inside her bikini top in a 
hypnotic fashion.

The guys loved it, and Nicole was 
beginning to enjoy herself too. She 
straightened up, turned around, and 
bent over once again, this time 
letting them got a good look at her 
ass. Nicole had amazing flexibility, 
and she bent right down and waved at 
her audience through her spread legs. 
While at this unusual angle Nicole 
realised her bikini bottoms were 
totally inadequate, and her pussy 
lips, red and puckering, were on 
display.

Not that she cared.

Nicole began to dance for her men, 
gleefully jiggling her jugs. She 
raised her arms over her head, 
surrendering herself to the allure of 
her shameless display. Sound roared in 
her ears, the thumping beat of the 
music and the clamouring din of the 
crowd yelling for more.

"Tits! Tits! Tits!" they cried, 
everyone in the club picking up the 
chant. Even Nicola joined in, adding 
her Aussie accent to the demands for 
Nicole to show off her best assets.

The starlet was enjoying the show her 
protege was putting on. Nicole was 
deliciously curvy, her small frame and 
enormous breasts making the saucy girl 
perfectly formed for naughty fun. As 
she danced on stage, Nicole's boobs 
heaved back and forth with such force 
that her bikini top was gradually 
beginning to untie itself.

Nicole felt what was happened to her 
meagre costume, and made no attempt to 
stop it. As she shimmied her torso, 
bit-by-bit the knot began to come 
loose. Her bikini top began to slip 
loose, the cups falling away from her 
tits. Nicole reached up with one hand 
to hold the garment in place, more to 
tease the men rather than to cover her 
modesty.

She was so horny by now, Nicole wasn't 
interested in covering anything. Her 
whole body tingled with pleasure, and 
there was nothing she wanted more 
right now than to get naked and fuck 
herself silly.

With a few more undulations of her 
body, Nicole's bikini top burst free. 
A storm of applause greeted the 
appearance of her tits in all their 
glory, as Nicole gleefully tossed her 
discarded top into the cheering crowd. 
She squeezed her boobs together, 
making sure everyone got a good look 
at her chesty charms.

Her unfettered boobs were a 
spectacular sight to behold, slapping 
up and down, as Nicole continued to 
wiggle in erotic amusement on the 
stage. She turned and quivered her ass 
at the guys, while reaching for the 
knots that held her bottoms together. 
Once again, Nicole thrilled in teasing 
the crowd. While her fingers gently 
pulled on the strings that preserved 
the last shred of her modesty, she 
peeped back over her shoulder, 
delighting everyone with a charming 
look of 'should I'?

Of course!

The slip of yellow material fluttered 
to the floor accompanied by a 
tremendous roar of approval. Nicole 
was now completely nude on stage, 
except for her sneakers and rather 
saucy grin. The guys all pressed 
forward to get a better look, and more 
than a few reached up to grope 
Nicole's gyrating, naked body. She 
allowed their fingers to skim 
tantalisingly close to her bare pussy 
before dancing away, laughing with 
glee.

Upstage was a pole. Nicole had seen 
enough 'stripper' movies (Melody loved 
'Showgirls') to know what it was there 
for, so she slinked her way over to 
it.

The busty beauty grasped the pole 
firmly with both hands and hauled 
herself off the ground. She wrapped 
her legs around it, then let out a 
gasp as the cold metal came in contact 
with her wet pussy lips. Nicole spun 
herself around the pole, enjoying 
having something big and hard pressed 
against her slobbering cunt.

It was time to bring this show to a 
stunning finale. Nicole disentangled 
herself from the pole (leaving behind 
a damp snail-trail) and strutted back 
down the runway toward her audience. 
She stood on the very edge of the 
stage, eyeing the men up with a saucy 
smirk. Once again, there hands reached 
up to grope her, but this time Nicole 
made no attempt to stop them.

She remembered how she felt just 
thirty minutes ago, standing under the 
shower, getting very horny just 
thinking about Mr. Blackrod. Nicole 
closed her eyes.

Slowly, she sunk to the floor.

With her legs wide open, Nicole leaned 
backwards.

Then, in full view of everyone, she 
stuffed her fingers into her hot, 
moist pussy.

The guys roared their approval.

"Nica!" cried her sexy teacher, 
covering her mouth and laughing in 
pretend shock.

Nicole moaned loudly as she diddled 
away at her cunt. Her juices were 
flowing freely, as her fingertips 
found her well-lubricated clitoris.

"Blimey!" gasped Tommy. "We ain't had 
a wanker on stage at 'Bristols' since 
92!"

"But I bet you've had a few in the 
audience," Nicola laughed.

Using both hands, Nicole shamelessly 
parted her vaginal lips, opening her 
most intimate secrets up for 
inspection by the crowd, who jostled 
to get a better view in the dank 
stripclub.

She'd been totally embarrassed before, 
when Nicola had caught her 
masturbating in the shower, but now, 
on stage in front of a roomful of 
drooling guys, she revelled in the 
lewd act of self-gratification. In 
Nicole's lust-swollen mind she was 
onstage being vigorously fucked by 
Marcus Blackrod while the club patrons 
cheered them on. Her hands were a blur 
of motion as her fingers slithered in 
and out of her gooey hole, frigging 
herself to the height of ecstasy.

As Nicole's gasps of self-indulgent 
pleasure filled the club, Nicola 
smiled to herself at the thought that 
the busty little beauty had 
(literally) out-stripped her 
expectations. It wasn't long before, 
bucking and whining, Nicole wanked 
herself to orgasm.

Smiling sheepishly, she picked herself 
up from the sticky patch she left on 
the catwalk, and accompanied by 
raucous applause, Nicola escorted her 
backstage.

**********

"That was amazing!" enthused Nicole, 
as she soaked her naked body under a 
shower in the club's dressingroom. 
"I've never felt like that before!"

Nicola stood ready with a towel to dry 
her off when she was done. Her gaze 
lingered on Nicole's boobs as hot, 
soapy water cascaded down her 
cleavage. This time, she didn't mind 
being ogled.

The busty brunette stepped out of the 
shower and into Nicola's waiting arms. 
"So what's next? Head over to 
Amsterdam and put me in a live sex 
show?" she asked mischievously.

"No. You've got a very important 
meeting to attend, young lady."

"A meeting, eh? Don't you think I 
should put some clothes on first?" Her 
bikini, a rather expensive piece of 
attire, had disappeared into the crowd 
and no doubt taken by a souvenir 
hunter.

"I rifled through the club's 
stripperwear collection," Nicola 
replied. "Don't worry, you won't be 
nude... not yet anyway."

**********

Early evening fell across London, 
golden-salted beams of waning light 
slowly evaporating as the sun set.

Marcus Blackrod stood on the balcony 
of his hotel room, looking out across 
Westminster as the daylight faded. 
London looked so beautiful, and he'd 
had high hopes of finding some 
gorgeous babes to appear as 
contestants on 'Co-Ed Bikini 
Challenge'. It was a shame he had to 
return to LA empty handed.

The handsome black man sighed as he 
rested his elbows on the railing, 
sunset reflecting off his glasses. His 
designer silk robe rustled gently in 
the breeze as it slipped across his 
muscular, naked body. Still, at least 
he had his gorgeous hostess, Nicola. 
Marcus stroked his beard thoughtfully. 
He remembered the 'audition' the 
Australian beauty had given when he'd 
cast her. The starlet had been eager 
to please her producer that night, and 
just the thought of her fine, white 
ass set his cock a-twitching.

Today had been just a trying day, what 
with that bigoted old fool 
interrupting the auditions. Why, in 
dealing with the fossilised cracker, 
Marcus had very nearly creased his 
Armani suit.

Ah, but tomorrow... tomorrow he was 
checking out of the Paradise Arms 
Hotel, and flying back to LA without 
his three contestants. Sure, they'd 
been some sweet-looking honeys, but 
none of them possessed that special 
'enthusiasm' that Marcus demanded from 
his girls. It would be sad to leave 
London pussy-less, but there would be 
other opportunities, other co-eds, in 
other countries.

Marcus was just reflecting on where 
the search would take him next, when 
there came a knock at the door of his 
hotel room. The carpet rustling 
between his bare toes, he strode back 
inside to see who it was.

He opened the door and was greeted 
with the charming sight of his 
adorable hostess, Nicola. The starlet 
was wearing a pair of jeans and a 
white cotton blouse. It was obvious 
she wasn't wearing a bra, and Marcus 
could make out the dark-brown outline 
of her nipples through the thin 
fabric. Nicola had a gift for looking 
like a total sex kitten no matter how 
casual she dressed.

"Knickers," Marcus murmured in his 
deep, rich American accent. "I was 
just thinking about you."

Nicola's beautiful blue eyes fluttered 
down toward the bulge in the crotch of 
his robe. "So I see," she replied 
playfully.

Marcus rested his well-sculptured body 
against the doorframe. "Will you join 
me? The hot-tub would be so lonely 
with just me in it."

Nicole smiled demurely. "I hope 
there's room in there for more than 
just the two of us."

Marcus raised an inquisitive eyebrow.

"Mr. Marcus Blackrod, allow me to 
introduce my new friend, Nicole 
Aveline."

Nicola stepped aside, and with a 
flourish of her arm revealed the 
lovely young woman. She was dressed in 
a sparkly red strapless boob-tube that 
struggled to contain her mammoth tits, 
a matching sequined g-string that 
hugged snugly against her snatch, and 
a pair of red fuck-me pumps. Nicole 
smiled demurely, her jugs jutting out 
in front of her.

Marcus grinned. "Well, well, well. 
Nicola and Nicole. Two luscious 
lovelies. And what can I do for you, 
Nicole?"

"Please Mr. Blackrod, sir," purred 
Nicole. "I would really like to be a 
contestant on your show."

"Hmm," he stroked his beard 
thoughtfully, eyeing up her exposed 
cleavage. "You've got the look 
alright. But have you got the right 
stuff?"

Nicole stepped forward to enter his 
hotel room. She paused in the doorway, 
pressing her body against his. "With 
your permission, I'd like to 
demonstrate to you my special skills."

With that, she brushed past him. 
Nicola followed, closing the door 
behind her. Marcus's eyes were firmly 
glued to Nicole's gorgeous body as she 
entered the hotel room. The mere five 
paces she took caused her boob-tube to 
slide downward just enough for her 
nipples to peek out over the top at 
him. Nicole turned to face him, her 
hands on her shapely hips, and made no 
attempt to fix her d,colletage.

"Oooh, what are those, double-Ds?" 
Marcus asked.

"E," replied Nicole proudly.

Marcus slipped his hands between her 
breasts, pushing her top all the way 
down, and began to make a more 'hands-
on' appraisal of Nicole's assets.

"Are these yours?" he asked, his 
fingers squeezing her oversized 
melons.

"They sure are!" Nicole giggled, and 
then squeaked as the black TV producer 
tweaked her nipples.

"Well, you seem to have all the 
physical attributes the camera loves, 
but why should I cast you instead of 
someone else?"

"Because of this," said Nicole the 
naughty little minx. She sunk to her 
knees on the hotel carpet, her hands 
reaching under Marcus's robe. She 
yanked the expensive garment aside 
impatiently, and was rewarded with the 
object of her desire.

Marcus's thick, ebony cock was more 
beautiful than Nicole imagined. She 
gasped in delight as the monster 
reared up before her, growing in 
length in girth as her porcelain 
fingers stroked it. His dick was over 
8 inches long, his shaved balls 
hanging down like a couple of giant 
walnuts. His helmet, black and shiny 
with precum, hovered just a whisker 
from Nicole's nose.

The would-be starlet wrapped her hand 
around the shaft, excited by the 
revelation that her delicate fingers 
couldn't encompass its thickness. It 
pulsed and twitched. Nicole licked her 
lips. Looking down at the top of her 
head, Marcus grinned in anticipation.

Nicole lunged forward, her moist, 
eager little mouth stretching wide to 
take in Marcus's prick in a single 
gulp. She managed about half and 
paused. Nicole, her mouth crammed full 
of black goodness, snorted through her 
nose, and then lunged forward again.

"Damn!" laughed Marcus. "You are one 
NASTY little white English ho!" 
Nicole, her nostril's flaring as she 
fought for breath, glanced up at him 
with bedroom eyes, before getting back 
to the task at hand. Her velvet mouth 
slithered up and down his cock with 
increasing speed, lubricating him with 
her own drool.

Her head bobbing madly, lips 
stretched, Nicole closed her eyes and 
surrendered herself to her sluttier 
instincts. She felt a pair of gentle 
hands rubbing her shoulders, and knew 
that her Aussie mentor was still 
there, guiding her through her final 
practical exam. Marcus's meat throbbed 
deliciously in her mouth, pulsing with 
enjoyment as Nicole sucked him off.

Marcus groaned in sheer delight. He'd 
had many an eager young starlet 
slurping on his cock before, and this 
one definitely topped his list. Her 
short hair whipped back and forth, and 
her mammoth boobs heaved up and down. 
Watching her hooters gave Marcus an 
idea.

"Come over to the bed, baby," he 
instructed her. With one last glug, 
Nicole reluctantly disengaged her lips 
from his prick, cum and saliva 
drippling down her chin. She had no 
idea what Mr. Blackrod had in mind, 
but, in a haze of passion, Nicole 
obediently allowed herself to be let 
into the bedroom.

"Lie down there, on your back," said 
Marcus. Nicole complied, Nicola 
holding her hand. Smiling, Marcus held 
up one of his fingers, and Nicole took 
it in her mouth, sucking on his digit 
as she had just sucked on his dick.

"That's it, suck it good."

Nicole's mouth was watering again, her 
drool running down her chin and over 
his knuckles.

"Hold your tits."

Nicole cupped her boobs, squeezing 
them together. With a pop Marcus 
removed his finger from Nicole mouth 
and splashed her saliva over her 
boobs. He continued to move his hand 
back from her lips to her tits, 
spooning liberal gobs of her spittle 
between Nicole's breasts.

With a big smile spreading across her 
slavering lips, Nicole realised what 
he was up to.

When her chest was sufficiently 
lubricated, Marcus straddled Nicole's 
body, lightly resting his buttocks on 
her middle. Nicola leaned forward, 
lending a helping hand. She grasped 
Marcus's monster cock and guided it 
between Nicole's outsized knockers. 
Grunting, the black television 
producer proceeded to titty-fuck 
Nicole, sliding his prick back and 
forth between her meaty juggs.

Nicole's brown eyes were as wide as 
saucers as she watched, fascinated. 
She'd never done this with any man 
before, and the sight of the big black 
cock slithering between her massive 
boobs enchanted her. Every time his 
cock head emerged from her cleavage, 
Nicole couldn't help but flick her 
tongue over its shiny helmet, tasting 
more of his salty goodness.

With a smile, Nicola ran her hand 
affectionately through Nicole's hair, 
brushing away a strand that had fallen 
across her face as her whole body 
rocked violently under Marcus's 
pounding. She, too, seemed charmed by 
the contrast of his dark cock against 
her snow-white boobs.

For a moment, Nicole glanced up at her 
tutor leaning over her and the two 
shared a look of delight. Then Nicola 
reached around Marcus and slipped two 
fingers deep inside Nicole's slavering 
cunt. She let out a gasp of delight, 
and with liquid honey squirting down 
her wrist, Nicola began to pump away 
inside her.

Ably assisted by the brunette Aussie 
starlet, Marcus and Nicole crested the 
wave of sexual delight. With an 
almighty grunt and one last shuddering 
thrust, his dick spasmed and he gushed 
hot cum all over Nicole's face. He 
just kept on cummed, hosing her face 
down so that his man-goop got in her 
hair, her eyes, even up her nose.

Nicola's frenzied fingering brought 
Nicole to orgasm at the same time, 
spurting her pussy juice down her 
thighs and across the bedspread.

With a sigh of contentment the three 
collapsed in a sticky, satisfied heap 
of fresh-fucked flesh.

**********

With a bottle of bubbly, the three 
retired to the jacuzzi to wash off the 
prodigious amount of cum that had 
somewhat managed to soak the horny 
threesome.

Marcus luxuriated in the warm water, 
with one arm wrapped around Nicole on 
one side, and the other embraced 
Nicola on the other. He watched in 
delight as the simmering heat of the 
hot-tub turned the girls' boobs a 
delicious shade of puckered pink.

"God, you're gorgeous," moaned Nicole 
as she ran her hands along Marcus's 
well-toned torso.

"Thanks," he replied. "I used to be a 
model, before I got into producing."

"Sooo...," asked Nicola nonchalantly, 
"have you decided which students 
you're going to use on 'Co-Ed Bikini 
Challenge'?"

"Well, I think Nicole here has proved 
she's got what it takes, but I need to 
three lovelies, not just one, to make 
up a team from London U."

A lightbulb lit up over Nicole's head. 
"I know! My friends Melody and Tiffany 
can come too."

"Yeah? What are they like?"

"Oh they're hot," Nicole replied 
emphatically. Then, with a naughty 
smirk she added, "Melody's a little 
inhibited, but I better Knickers here 
could get to be a lot more... 
friendly."

Under the churning water, Nicola and 
Nicole held hands, entwining their 
fingers around Marcus's returning 
hard-on.

"I think," he grinned as the tender 
ministrations of the two white girls 
got his pulse racing once more, "I 
should meet with these two girls and 
personally make a close examination of 
their suitability."

**********

It was well after dark when Nicole, 
Marcus and Nicola returned to Nicole's 
flat.

The busty brunette had never been more 
excited in her whole life. She was 
going to LA! To appear on TV! She 
couldn't stop grinning as she walked 
through the door.

But then her face fell.

Melody and Tiffany where there, 
looking deadly serious. And no wonder. 
They had another visitor.

Nicole's father.

"Nicole Aveline," the old man said 
sharply. "You've let me on a merry 
chase today. But enough is enough. The 
fun is over, and it's time for you to 
come back home with me. Now."

Nicole clenched her fists. She always 
hated it when he talked down to her 
like that, but normally it made her 
embarrassed.

But this time, instead of feeling 
ashamed she just felt mad. Who the 
hell was he to try and run her life?

She was just seething with 18 years of 
pent up anger when Marcus Blackrod 
stepped up beside her. Grinning, he 
slipped his arm around Nicole's waist 
and drew the buxom babe close against 
his black, muscular body.

"I've got to thank you, Mr. Aveline," 
he said. "This sure is one damn fine 
piece of ass you've raised here." To 
emphasise the point, he slapped his 
hand on Nicole's backside.

Her father's mouth dropped open. He 
stared at them, his wrinkled old face 
twisted in horrified disbelief. Nicole 
knew what Marcus was doing. Her father 
had always looked upon his daughter as 
his personal property. By making a 
show of taking possession of Nicole, 
Marcus was humiliating him in return. 

"Mmm, mmm, mmm," he continued, looking 
Nicole up and down with a hungry look. 
"I don't need to tell you what a fine 
set of hooters she's got." Marcus 
slipped his hand down the front of her 
boob-tube, letting her right breast 
hand out in front as he gently kneaded 
it.

The colour drained from Mr. Aveline's 
face. Nicole smirked, realising the 
old goat was seeing what he feared 
most, his daughter willingly being 
taken possession by a black man. "You 
mean you two, you...," the old man 
stammered.

Marcus wasn't finished yet. "And when 
she took my cock in that velvet-smooth 
mouth of hers, I swear, it was like 
fucking a stick of butter."

Mr. Aveline shuddered. He collapsed 
back in a kitchen chair, looking like 
he was about to have a stroke.

Nicole giggled. She didn't feel too 
sorry for her father, not after what 
he'd done to her all her life. "Come 
on, guys," she declared. "Melody, 
Tiffany, you're coming too."

The girls exchanged surprised glances. 
"Where are we going?" Melody asked.

Nicole smirked. "We're going to 
Hollywood."

**********

 ONE WEEK LATER...


Nicole was lying flat on her back 
squealing with glee.

"Thirty seconds!" cried Nicola.

The buxom English beauty was having so 
much fun, she almost didn't hear her. 
Especially with the cheering from the 
studio audience (all men, of course) 
almost drowning her out.

Nicole was lying on the floor of a TV 
studio in Hollywood. She was 
surrounded by cameras, studio lights, 
and an all-male TV crew. On one side 
of her lay Melody, on the other 
Tiffany. Nicole's tits were covered in 
whipped cream and her two giggling 
friends were doing their best to lick 
it all off.

"Twenty seconds! Come on Team London 
U, you're falling behind!" Nicola 
cried into her microphone. It wasn't 
surprising, thought Nicole. Her E-cup 
boobs were much bigger than those of 
her flat-chested competitors, so it 
took a lot longer for her teammates to 
lap every last bit of cream from her 
knockers.

As the clock counted down, Nicole 
glanced down at Melody and Tiffany, 
slurping away her at chest, their 
pretty faces smeared with whipped 
cream and saliva. Every time one of 
their little pink tongues slithered 
across Nicole's sensitive nipples she 
shivered with delight.

"5, 4, 3, 2, 1!"

A buzzer sounded, signalling the end 
of that round. Team London University 
didn't seem to notice.

"We'll be right back after this 
break," Nicola laughed, "With more of 
'Co-Ed Bikini Challenge', and 
everybody's favourite round, The Hump 
Relay!"

END