Her Nose – An Audio Erotic Story

“Oh, shit, Lieutenant, what happened?” Deputy Rickles was aghast at the sight of Danielle Holderman’s swollen nose.

Danni tossed her duffle bag to the floor in front of her locker, rattling the metal door.

“Yeah, yeah, I’m fine. Don’t get all crazy now.” Danni lifted the latch on the metal door.

“Walk into a wall or something?” asked Deputy Errols, who was dressing for his second-shift patrol.

Danni touched the bridge of her bruised nose. It throbbed at the lightest pressure from her fingers.

“You getting prepped for becoming a senior citizen? Them motherfuckers fall for no reason. Just drop to the floor—Bam!” He smacked his hands together. “We get more calls for seniors than dirtbags,” Rickles said, as he buttoned his shirt.

“All those years of walking experience disappears. It’s gone, like that—” Errols snapped his fingers.

“Didn’t happen while on duty, did it, Holderman?” Captain Dollan asked, leaning against the door to the locker room, his arms crossed.

Her superior had not been there when Danni entered. Now his unexpected interruption stiffened her and added to the embarrassing attention.

“No, sir, no, not on duty,” she said. “Just a mishap at home. One of those stupid things.” She turned away toward her locker. “It doesn’t really even hurt.”

“You weren’t fighting?” he asked.

Danni thought it sounded like a light-hearted comment, although Captain Dollan was not typically obvious by his tone of voice. Danni had decided to take things he said seriously until she was sure otherwise. She had mistaken a statement from Dollan several years ago. It turned into a bad situation.

“No fighting, no, sir. Just, um, jumping on a trampoline.”

“Hmm,” he said skeptically.

Rickles interjected, as he adjusted his external vest carrier. “I guess you didn’t have a trampoline as a kid.”

“Can we drop it?” Danni asked, then added intentionally lightly, “It’s not broken, only bruised. I’ll be fine.”

The two deputies agreed to drop it. They left the locker room, as was the department’s custom when their female Lieutenant was to suit up.

“I’ll let you be too, Lieutenant. Calm down on the weekend fun. I can’t afford you missing your shift,” the Captain said dryly.

“Roger, sir.”

The locker room doors closed. Alone, Danni sat down on the bench. She pulled loose the laces and slipped off her running shoes. She then tossed them into the base of the locker.

She touched her nose again gently and thought back to the weekend. She was glad the real reason for her sore face and swollen nose wasn’t obvious. Because Danni didn’t get hurt. It was, instead, Kelli Tois.

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That weekend, Danni and Anna were taking a breather from their calisthenics exercise at the gym.

Danni sipped her water and patted the sweat off her forehead.

“‘Kelli Tois’ did only so-so this month. More like disappointing, actually. Revenue was lower than it had been, year-over-year. Lowest in three years since I really started putting effort into this thing.”

Anna was easing her breathing too. Her cheeks were rosy red and her feet were sore from all the moving.

“Reviewing the financial trends,” Danni continued, “I found that there were three peaks—outstanding peaks—on the financial mountain range. They stood out like the Grand Tetons.”

Anna twisted off the water bottle cap. She kept silent.

“It seems that both times a certain woman appeared ratings went up. Interesting, huh?”

Anna took a long drink.

“Yeah, I need to convince her to come on again,” Danni said.

Anna set aside the bottle and slid her sweaty hands down her shorts.

Danni tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear. “Hmm, ‘Kelli Tois’ could really use a pick-me-up. I wish I knew someone to help.”

Finally, Anna responded.

“Danni,” she said flatly, “I’ve helped already.”

“You? Who’s to say it’s you who boosts my numbers?” Danni said, falsely astounded.

Anna gave a dull stare.

“Are we going to do that last set of squats?” Anna asked, recentering the conversation on their workout.

“I was reading some comments from the viewers,” Danni said. As she spoke, she dipped into a low squat and raised up and squatted again.

Anna followed in suit. She squatted in pace with Danni, although not as deep.

 “They like—” Danni said. “I mean, what they want are some wild things. Wild, wild things. Things I would never do.”

Anna swished her hands in front of her to block any knowledge. “I don’t want to know. Save me, please. Men are crazed when there’s no chance of doing it for real—all fantasies and foolishness.”

Danni gave a quick giggle. “Say that, if you want. You’re the fantasy. They are still begging for you. The men.”

Anna continued to work out, although the redness on her face had spread to her neck and chest.

“But I also have these female viewers—subscribers—who have certain, um, requests.”

“Women?”

“Definitely. I would say more than half of the views are from women.”

“Ha! Who really is a woman, especially when the site lets you pick between man, woman, or other? People always hide from themselves.”

“Anyway, these requests, they involve you.”

Anna stood up and stiffened her knees. “Me? Now, there are women who want … I can’t believe …”

Her hands instinctively set on her hips.

“Don’t stop the squats,” Danni urged. “We have to finish this set and do one more.”

Anna began again, although slower.

They finished that set and went through the last one. When done, they cooled down with stretches on the yoga mats.

Danni noticed Anna was distant and rejecting the idea of going on Kelli Tois. So Danni took a different approach.

“You know most of the comments on Kelli Tois. I’ve told you about them,” Danni said.

“You tell me all the time—verbatim—so, yea, I guess I do.”

“There is one message that I haven’t shared though.” Danni paused.

Anna didn’t respond. She stretched her hands as far as her knees. Her breasts and belly kept her from stretching too far.

Danni easily leaned forward, grabbing the bottom of her running shoe.

“It’s questionable—has me on the fence on whether to do it. Or find someone who might help me along.”

Anna reached out her arms. She remained quiet.

Danni went on. “A subscriber sent the message to my private ‘Kelli Tois’ inbox. It was a request or whatever. Asking us for a personal video—for doing it only for her and it could not be allowed—.”

Anna sat up. “‘Us’? What’s this ‘us’ thing?”

Danni didn’t connect with Anna’s eyes but only continued stretching nonchalantly. “‘Us’, as in you and me.”

“Together?”

Danni nodded.

“But that’s only a small piece. I want to do the main part. However, I can’t do it alone. I need you to help me with recording.”

Anna leaned forward. “What does this ‘subscriber’ actually want?”

“A very personal video. In my bed … using toys. A kind of personal, intimate view.”

“That’s pretty easy.”

“So you’ll help get me several angles? I don’t just want one stagnant camera.” Danni now straightened up. “I can give you a little money for—”

“You don’t have to sell me or offer money. I can help with the recording. I like capturing pictures.” Anna patted Danni’s arm.

“You free tomorrow?”

“Sure.”

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The next day, Anna arrived at Danni’s basement studio. She remembered the gun cabinet and all the good things in it. Anna had immediately purchased Hugo after Danni—Kelli Tois—had pleased her with it.

“It’s empty in here, like the early days of Kelli Tois,” Anna said.

“It’s because I have already moved a lot of lighting and cameras to my bedroom. Grab that mic stand and the tripod. Haul them upstairs.”

She grabbed the stand.

“I may charge you now for moving this equipment. I thought I was only the videographer.”

“We can work out a deal.” Danni lifted her gear.

“Sure.” Anna smiled, lifting the tripod. She had been excited about this video-recording.

In Danni’s bedroom, the box lights were set tall and angled down toward the bed. Danni had three cameras. One on each side of the bed and another at its foot.

Anna set down the mic stand. “You sure are prepped for this video. Doing this big-time. One step from porn coming straight out of L.A.”

Danni shuffled into the room behind Anna with her hands full.

“This one deserves it.”

Anna picked up a camcorder with an attached mic.

“You’ve invested a lot more money these last months in this ‘Kelli Tois’ thing. You told me it was for a trip to Hawaii and then you’d be done.”

“Maybe Hawaii wasn’t enough. I—we— accomplished the trip. Next, it might be the Outback, maybe New Zealand—the bottom of the world. And this video—this one, single video—may pay for most of the trip.”

“Whoa. That much! Danni, you have me interested in what’s wanted.”

“I told you. Me playing. Easy, huh?”

Anna shook her head. She knew when her friend kept details hidden.

“Danni, I know you. There’s more. There has to be more.”

Danni hopped onto the bed, like a young girl getting her own place to sleep for once. The pillows bounced and the springs eeked.

“None that concerns you.” 

However, Anna was intrigued, because there were secrets. “What doesn’t concern me?”

Danni ignored the question. She crawled to the edges of the bed and flicked on the three cameras.

“Got your camera on? Record me, even while I get warmed up.”

Anna pointed the camera at her own face. She saw the speck of a red light. “It’s on.”

Upright on her knees, Danni slowly pulled off her t-shirt. She then shook out her hair with her hands.

“Sexy, already,” Anna said. Her heart had sped up. She felt pulses at her wrists.

Danni massaged her breasts as they remained cramped in her lacy bra. She squeezed and petted each one for attention.

Anna swallowed and took a deeper breath. Her cheeks tickled and reddened.

Danni then slid her hands down her lean torso to the belt loops of her jean shorts. She unbuttoned them and peeled them apart, like flower petals.

“This is all for you. For you alone,” she said into the camera. Then her eyes slid up to Anna. The pair connected.

Anna did her best to break the connection. She blinked. She shifted around the corner of the bed, focused on recording the exciting action. She worked to get moving motion while the other cameras were stagnant.

Danni turned, following Anna and the camera in her hand.

Danni shimmied out of the jeans. Underneath, she wore a thin pair of panties.

She snapped the band against her hips. “You’ve wanted this. I do too.”

She touched her forefinger to her bottom lip, giving the camera—and Anna—a pouty face. “I am, right now, imagining what you’re doing. Naked, hands feeling all over, your mind spinning, wishing you had been here.”

Anna’s chest rose as she took in a heavy breath. Her cheeks ballooned as she exhaled. This was hotter than expected.

Suddenly, Anna was startled at what she heard.

“I have my girlfriend here too,” Danni said to the camera. “She’s recording me. The same woman you loved. Yeah, that’s the one—Anna Banana. Anna, sit next to me. Face your camera this way.”

Anna felt awkward but gave a shy wave.

Anna thought Danni was going to be the hostess, Kelli Tois, whose only focus would be the subscriber who commissioned the private video. This was becoming more.

Danni slid her hand down Anna’s back to her butt. She then gave her a light kiss on her cheek. Anna stiffened. But the touch made her body shiver and tingle down to her toes.

Danni scooted back to the pile of pillows. She raised her ass off the bed and slipped off the tiny panties. She tossed them at Anna and the camera. She then opened her legs wide.

“Shaved slick.” She pushed her hand over the glistening, lotioned flesh. But she closed her strong, toned legs with her hand lost—trapped—between them.

Her head fell back into the pillows. She loosed a deep moan. Then her legs opened, lifted high, and two fingers were spreading her pussy wide. The pinkness was obvious and wet.

Anna was startled when Danni cooed her name.

“Anna.”

A tiny moan slipped from Anna’s lips. Her body was reacting like she had not expected when she had arrived earlier.

“Come here.”

The words awakened Anna from her heated stupor.

She gulped. “Uh-huh?”

“Help me out with this. I want to play with my cunt with you naked. Show me that ass. Those huge tits. Please.”

“What?” Her voice cracked. This had been Danni a half-hour ago. Anna had just witnessed her transform into Kelli Tois.

“Just help. No one except us will see you. And you’ve already bared your big butt before.”

“I …”

“Do it, Anna. It’s our secret.” She put her finger over her lips.

“… But …”

“I’ve wanted to put my mouth on your tits, suck on your nipples.” Danni drove two fingers deep into her pussy. Her thrusts went faster. Her triceps and forearm flexed from the intensity. Danni’s face twisted in the pleasure and desire.

Anna was heated up and struggled against the urge. She didn’t know exactly why she resisted. Danni—Kelli Tois—had done so much already: seen her naked, sexually, not just changing clothes at the gym; played with her ass; gently brushed her finger against her pussy; masturbated her to orgasm.

Anna saw Danni ease her face and slow the fingers’ deep thrusts. Danni glared lustfully at her friend.

The memories returned in bright, clear images across Anna’s mind. She seemingly felt what all happened. Hugo in her ass. The upped actions and vibrations of the toy. Her hips swish and sway. Cooing and groaning. Her ass tightening and loosening. All this while the world watched.

When she did it, Anna had loved it.

“Please,” Danni said again. “I have a place for you.” She swirled her hand on the comforter beside her. Anna didn’t move but remained stiff, as her mind was caught up in those good images.

She was awakened when she felt a strong grip on her shirt collar. The single tug pulled her down onto the bed. Anna toppled over. Quickly, Anna’s shirt was off, leaving her in her full-sized bra.

Danni unclasped it fast. The bra’s tight band eased from around Anna’s torso—one of the greatest feelings.

Danni then rolled Anna over. She removed the bra, leaving Anna so unexpectedly topless.

Anna’s hand naturally covered as much that the hefty boobs would allow. However, they kept slipping away into the open.

Not waiting, Danni put her mouth over one of Anna’s large nipples. Danni’s hands held onto it as she pulled the flesh into her ferocious mouth.

Anna pressed her head into the mattress at the great feeling. How long had it been since her tits had been sucked by someone else?

Anna brushed Danni’s hair. But she gripped the blanket at the first, harsh nibble. Danni tugged the flesh between her teeth. She pulled back, stretching out the breast.

Anna winced. Her neck arched.

Danni released it. She put her mouth on the other weighty tit.

Anna massaged the harden, bitten nipple. But Danni bit Anna’s other nipple without sympathy.

Anna used her might to push Danni onto her back. She raised up to let her tits dangle just above Danni’s mouth.

The globes swung, and Danni’s tongue reached to flick the moving flesh. 

Anna leaned down to mash Danni’s face beneath the bags. She then raised up and swung them to hit Danni’s face. She shifted more so the pair would hit with more force.

“Yes, Anna, the greatest tits. Hit me! Smack my face!”

Anna obliged, slapping even harder. She then used her hands to clap the dangling flesh against Danni’s cheeks and nose at once.

In a few minutes, Anna rolled to her back, tired. She felt wonderful. She was having fun. Her wide smile turned into a laugh.

But Danni hopped on Anna.

“Suck these titties, girl.”

Anna licked the pink nipples centered in oval areolas. She began to suck the breasts into her mouth. She nibbled and bit. Danni obviously loved it, moaning and encouraging harder bites.

Anna enjoyed all that was happening—all that she never expected when she arrived at Kelli Tois’s studio. She was supposed to record a video. Now she was on camera.

Where was the camera?

She turned her head to look for it.

Thinking again, she noticed the pressure was not on her chest. Instead, there were hands pushing her thighs apart.

Anna shoved Kelli’s face into her lap.

“Lick it, Kelli. Put your face in my pussy. Let me feel your mouth.”

Anna looked at the standing camera on her left.

“Kelli eats pussy, and I’ve got the sweet pussy. Deep and thick. She gets lost in it.”

Anna closed her legs around Kelli’s head.

“Proof.” She winked at the camera and then opened wide again. “Wish you could try.”

Kelli’s head appeared, red-faced, and her chin and mouth were glistening. She ducked again.

“Oh, shit! Fuck!” Anna yelled and raised her hips. Her ass was tight. “Eat me. God, yes, fu—!”

Anna dragged her fingernails up her legs and then down. She pressed Kelli’s head hard into her, not letting the woman pull back.

Anna felt tickles, flicks, laps, pressured entries, fast, slow, sucking, stretching, tugging.

Suddenly, unexpectedly, Kelli’s tongue touched that one hard-to-find spot. Anna came near to tears. The touch knocked her senseless. Her body flattened out as she came. The orgasm rolled up and down like she was on warm ocean waves. One extra brush of Kelli’s tongue was like a pinprick at that spot.

Kelli sat next to Anna, who remained sprawled out.

“She is such a lover. I want you to get between her legs too,” Anna heard Kelli Tois say to the camera. “Her pussy … Look at me. You can tell.”

At some point in time, Anna wasn’t sure when, a shadow came over her face.

“Now is my turn,” Anna heard Kelli say from somewhere far above her.

The shadow darkened like the onset of evening. Then a moistness touched the tip of Anna’s nose. A warm, musty scent filled her nostrils like a hotplate of a favorite childhood dinner. Then Anna struggled to breathe. She gasped. The lovely pussy moved up the bridge of her nose and down. Anna stuck out her tongue. The hot flesh was tasty. Anna flapped her tongue. The faster she moved the quicker Kelli’s pussy shifted—up and down, side to side, back and forth. Soon, Anna’s face was glistening like Kelli’s shined.

In a few minutes, Kelli had crashed into a loud orgasm. She was flattened out. Purring and muttering.

Anna took over.

“Now it’s my turn. Put your face at the foot of the bed.”

Kelli moved slowly but soon was in place.

Anna faced back to the camera and settled on all fours. She looked to the side camera.

“Kelli likes to get an ass in her face. Pounded by large asscheeks. Do you?”

Anna shook her ass, letting the flesh jiggle and clap. She then dropped her ass onto Kelli’s face. She kept it there briefly. She popped up to make her ass clap again for a few shakes. She dropped onto Kelli’s face once more. She shifted back and forth as if settling onto a chair.

She popped up and dropped down again.

Kelli attempted to speak, encourage, but Anna would drop when she tried to speak. Kelli’s arms sometimes wrapped around Anna’s thick thighs, but they also pushed up at the base of Anna’s weighty ass.

“You like this?” Anna called over her shoulder.

As Kelli attempted to answer, Anna dropped.

Kelli’s face would disappear beneath Anna. She would let her see the lights for only a moment.

On her last drop, Anna rubbed deeply, side to side. It twisted Kelli’s neck and head. Anna heard a muffled moan, but it wasn’t as much pleasurable. Next there was a heave that pushed Anna flat. Kelli sat up, holding her nose.

A few moments later, Kelli turned to the camera, her hands rubbing on Anna’s thigh. “Glad we could share our secret with you.”

Kelli paused, like she was ending a livestream. Then she returned to Danni. “You didn’t hold back on that last part. I was not expecting that last pounding.”

“I didn’t either.”

Danni squeezed her nose. “I think I’m going to be sore later on.”

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Alone in the locker room, Lt. Holderman touched her nose once more. It was sore. Before grabbing her handcuffs and leaving for her shift, she smiled. “Anna Banana,” she mumbled, “What a woman.”

 

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