8 comments/ 60999 views/ 12 favorites Kim and Me Ch. 01 By: john-the-author This story is basically true. The names have been changed but the rest is about like I remember it. It may start a bit slowly but life is like that. Particularly when you're slow about picking up your cues. --- I've been friends with Kim since the early 80s, when she and I both worked at the same company. Kim was delightfully packed and muscular woman with curly light brown hair. She always had a few extra pounds (which I love!) and incredibly firm large tits (ditto!). And she always kept her toenails painted bright red, which was very attractive and charmingly idiosyncratic. Kim and I shared a sense of humor, food interests, politics, and interests. We became fast friends. And nothing happened. We were very good friends. After a couple years, she and I both left the company, went elsewhere, and kept in close touch. We continued to share jokes, news, and interest, and saw each other for lunch periodically. I was married, Kim was single, and while I certainly found her very attractive, we never even flirted. And nothing happened. For years. We both ended up working at the same company again, a rather bizarre place that was fascinating and challenging and rather fun in a strange way. We continued to be good friends, doing lunch and talking about the office politics (which were incredibly thick). We both left after a few years and went our separate ways. And still nothing happened. I realized that I was long overdue for getting a divorce and proceeded to move out. I started seeing Hope, a woman I'd known for about a decade. Kim and I were still good friends, still saw each other, still talked about things. After all this time, Kim was still single, unfortunately. I couldn't figure out why, as I'd always figured she was quite a catch. And STILL nothing happened. After about 5 years, things with Hope were beginning to get a little strained. We both wanted wildly different things in a relationship and ended up splitting up, about which I didn't feel too bad. I figured it was time to stay single for a while and just relax. Which I did. One evening about a month after my breakup, I was talking to Kim on the phone around 10:30pm. It was a cold night and I'd already curled up in bed; I rather assumed that she had done the same. We were just talking, so it didn't make a difference - shoot, we couldn't see each other. I was talking about my just-ended relationship with Hope. I didn't feel bad about it having ended, but it was a bit of a shame, I said. In retrospect, the best thing about the relationship, I said, had been the sex: Hope had been simply great in bed. Admittedly, this was a bit of oversharing, but I'd known Kim for the best part of a couple decades and there wasn't a lot we didn't talk about. We just never flirted. Kim asked what had made Hope good in bed. "Oh, several things," I said. "I loved eating her. She was multi-orgasmic and I could keep her going for a long time before she was finally begging for me to finish her." "Oh, my!" Kim said. "That sounds like great fun." "She sure seemed to like it," I said, grinning. "But you said 'Several things'. What else did you like?" Kim said. "I loved her body." (Hope was a big woman with big, soft boobs, and very strong legs... rather like a taller version of Kim, actually, except that Kim was more muscular and her boobs looked like they were firmer.) "And I was able to make her squirt on a number of occasions, something she hadn't done before." Kim said "Really?!?" "Yup," I replied. "The first time it happened was about 3 months after we started having sex. We were going at it one night and, all of a sudden, we were both drenched to our knees. We stopped cold and the realization of what had happened hit both of us at the same time and we cracked up for about a minute. After we stopped laughing, we agreed that we'd finish up and go take a shower and change the sheets." Kim laughed at this, too. "We had this happen a number of times afterwards, though rarely as dramatically as the first time. We got to the point that we'd just put a towel down on the bed underneath us before we even started so we didn't have to change the sheets afterwards. A couple of times, it was so impressive, we even had to change the bed pad, which is a nuisance late at night." Kim laughed again and said "Anything else?" "Oh..." and here I paused, thinking that this was definitely getting more intimate than I was feeling comfortable with. I didn't mind talking about it, it's just that I was talking about it with Kim and we'd never talked about this kind of thing with anything approaching this level of detail. "Yes, something else I really loved was that Hope loved sucking me off almost as much as I loved eating her. Most guys would put a good BJ on the top of their sexual hit parade," I said, "but that's actually second place for me. I just love eating someone out and feeling her tremble while I'm holding on to her. And there's just something about the way women taste that turns me on" "Oh?" Kim said. "Oh, yeah, definitely. Something I got to do with Hope was her kneeling over my face while I held on to her waist so I could lick her nice and deep. I always had wanted to try playing with her in a hammock, but we never got the chance." "Ohhhhhh...." Kim said. There was a brief pause and she said, fairly casually, "You know, I've always loved getting eaten and I give incredible head." I was struck dumb. I finally said, "Oh," in a small voice, not quite knowing where to go. I followed this with "We've never talked like this before," and Kim replied "Yes, but I thought it was time." "Oh," I said again. An intelligent man, a man who could pick up his damn cues, a man who knew an opportunity when it was beating him over the head and shoulders, would have said "It's only 10:30; can I come over to your place and talk about this with you?" I have no doubt that Kim would have said "Yes," and even added something about what she might be wearing, or not, and we would've had one of the wettest evenings in my life. But as you might imagine, I was not able to pick up a cue and the opportunity was wasted. And nothing happened, still. (Idiot! Idiot!) Nothing happened, that is, until Kim and I went to Gold's Gym together a month later. There's a Gold's not far from her place and I needed to work out to keep to my exercise schedule. Since solo exercise is a real bore, I invited her along and she was glad to do this. We hadn't really talked further about our late-night conversation. We'd still talk on the phone and managed to have one sushi dinner together (another shared interest) and nothing was different... except that I couldn't stop thinking about Kim in sexual terms. When I looked at her, I'd linger on her ample curves, I'd want to stare at her great chest (and wouldn't if I thought she'd notice), and when I stared into her eyes when we talked—really pretty blue eyes—I'd also notice her very full lips, which I'd never once kissed and now wanted to, very much. And when I jerked off, I kept thinking about how pretty her feet were (they really were) and how I'd love to kiss each one of her painted toes and then up her calves until I was holding those strong thighs and eating her for hours. I imagined what she tasted like. It was hot stuff and I'd cum hard thinking about her. For Kim's part, I hadn't noticed any difference in her behavior towards me: she was just as cheerful as ever when we talked and we both made moaning noises of foodgasmic pleasure when eating sushi (which we'd always done). I did find occasion to touch her just a little more when we interacted, which she didn't mind. We arrived at the gym in separate cars. It was lovely spring weather and Kim was wearing an attractive cotton summer dress with a white pullover spaghetti strap top that showed off her shoulders and arms very nicely. We hugged hello, then went in to the locker rooms to get changed. I came out in my usual gym wear, workout shorts, sneakers, and a loose t-shirt. Kim came out a couple minutes later in a brown lycra leotards with white tights on her legs. Everything clung to her. I looked her up and down once and smiled broadly at her. She smiled back. We did warm-up stretches and then hit the weights. I had a free-weight program that was building up my arms (which take forever to build up). Kim said she didn't do too many arm exercises, so she just stood back and watched. I noticed that she always stood at just the right angle so she could look up my shorts whenever I was lying on a bench. Hmmmm.... I decided to test this out and asked her to spot for me on free bench presses. I selected a bar, racked it, and laid down on the bench with my head slightly above the top of the bench. I positioned my hands on the bar and Kim moved in so she could put her hands on the bar... right next to mine. (Good positioning for a spotter, definitely. Sure.) She moved her legs up so her knees were slightly to either side of my head, leaning against the top of the bench. The net effect was that I was looking straight up at her leotard-covered pussy. Kim flexed her knees slightly as if to center herself, although the effect was to wiggle her pussy around about 10 inches from my face and I could make out a crease of a slight camel toe from this angle. Oh, my! Thinking that I really needed a tongue that was a lot longer, I took a deep breath and pushed the bar up. Kim had spotted before and kept her hands loosely on the bar on the inside of my hands, but she was always sure to touch my hands slightly. As the bar went down to my chest the first time, Kim "body-englished" it down a little... and bent her knees and sat down just a couple inches while she followed the bar down. REALLY wishing I had a longer tongue, I pushed it back up and she straightened up. Hell, if exercise was always this enticing, you'd NEVER get me out of the gym! I did a standard set of 10 and racked the bar. Kim was about to move away, but I reached up and touched her right thigh with a finger and said "Hang on, I want to do at another set." "No problem," she replied, and settled back into her chosen spotting position. I did a second set of 10 and racked it and breathed for a moment. Kim didn't move away this time but she looked at me quizzically. "Let me see if I can make it through a third set—it's been a while" I lied. (Actually, I was thinking that I was already doing better than usual, but with all the extra hormones that had to be pumping through my system at this point, I was ready for anything.) I made it through 7 more reps. I lost it on the push-up for the 7th press and said "Take it, please." Kim immediately reached over me a little and pulled up on the bar and we racked it together. I stayed there gripping the bar for a moment and she smiled at me, then moved her left hand over mine and patted it. I pulled myself off the bench and smiled back, thinking all the while "Oh, my pecs are going to hurt tomorrow!" We worked our way around the gym. We did the same exercises only about a third of the time; the rest of the time one of us watched as the other sweated. Nothing else needed spotting (darnit!) as it was all machine work at this point. I did get to admire the way her legs flexed on the leg press and she admired the ripple in my legs and calves on the standing calf raise (my arms and chest may take a while to develop, but my legs stay in stunningly good shape if just I wash them regularly it seems). After about 2 hours (we took our time), we got to the mats. I would usually end with 50 crunches. Kim liked that idea so we both did situps together, facing each other side by side. I so loved watching her tits coming up and jiggling slightly. At the end of this we sat up and panted a little and looked at each other, then Kim said "I like to end with a back stretch on one of those" and pointed to the big inflatable balls. "I've never tried those out," I said. "How do you use them?" "There are a couple different ways to use them, but I just lie on it and keep my balance and stretch my back out. It's good for the low back after a day of sitting staring at a computer. Watch." Kim stood up and moved one of the balls to the center of the mat and carefully laid down on it with her low back centered on the ball. When she was in position, she slowly spread her legs, which were facing off in another direction, and spread her arms out wide so they almost touched the floor. She looked over at me for a second and smiled, then looked back at the ceiling and kind of bounced and squooged around slightly using her legs to move the ball back and forth a couple inches. It actually ~did~ look like it was a good back stretch that I thought I'd have to try sometime. Of greater interest was the fact that I was watching Kim lying spread-eagled with her legs spread. What I couldn't see from where I was sitting I realized I could see most of in the mirrors on the wall... and that's where I watched her. Kim did this for a minute or so, then rolled off and asked if I wanted to try. "No, not this time, I think. I'd like to get in and grab a hot shower." Well, that and I didn't feel like lying spread-eagled in front of everyone so the huge lump in my shorts was sticking out like a handle. "Okay," she said, "that sounds like a good idea to me, too." We headed into the locker room. I stripped (careful to hide my hard-on from the two other guys in the changing area), pulled my towel and shampoo out of my locker, and walked towards the showers, casually keeping the towel directly in front of me at all times. I scrubbed heavily and shampooed with vigor. I gave my cock a half dozen jerks, but it was just a "Hi, how are yuh" sort of action. I didn't want to leave Kim wondering where I was. I toweled off (again, facing away from the other guys in the locker room), and got dressed. I left the tie off and just rolled it up in a corner of the gym bag. The shirt was unbuttoned a couple buttons (well, it was after hours, after all). Kim came out just a few seconds after I did. She came up to me and I said "Really good workout." "Yes," she replied. We walked out to the parking area and up to her car. She turned to face me and we just stood there looking at each other for a moment. I took her hands in mine and thought "Damn, I should've done this long ago." I said, "I've been wanting to kiss you all day. May I?" Kim said, "I've been wanting to kiss you for years," and moved in and kissed me hard. We stood there in the parking lot with our arms wrapped tightly around each other, kissing hot and wet. If the tongue action I was getting when we kissed was any indication, she wasn't kidding about the quality of head she gave! We broke our kiss and looked at each other for a moment, then kissed again, hotter. We probably would've kept this up for who knows how long, but we heard a couple guys walking towards their car in the parking lot make an amused comment about the two of us and we pulled apart. "Do you know where my apartment is?" Kim said. "I know the address, but I've never been there," I replied, "but I can follow you easily enough." "Sounds good. It's only about 3 minutes from here and I'll take you the back way so we don't get separated by traffic lights." I reached out and held her hand for a moment and she said, "Let's go. I don't want to stop, either." We smiled at each other and I ran for my car, a couple rows over. I chucked my gym bag into the passenger seat, started up, and pulled out. Kim was waiting near the entrance of the parking lot. I pulled up behind her. She was watching me in her rear-view mirror. I could see her wink at me and then she touched the tip of her tongue to her upper lip for a second and smiled. Kim pulled forward slowly. I honestly don't recall anything about where we were driving. I noticed there weren't any traffic lights and there wasn't much traffic, but mostly I was watching the back of Kim's car and focusing intently on not losing her. No chance of that, though, as Kim was looking in her rear-view mirror about half the time to make sure I was still there. We got to the entrance of her apartment complex and pulled in. She motioned me around to the passenger side and the window rolled down. "Visitor parking is over there," she said, pointing at a few empty parking spaces. "Come back here and we'll go in through the garage." I parked my car and ran back to Kim's car. I got in and leaned over and kissed her. She said "Hang on; I can't drive when you kiss me," but she did put her right hand on my left thigh and gave it a good squeeze for a moment. We pulled around to the side of the complex and Kim used a garage opener to get into an underground parking area. We parked in her spot and walked over to the elevator, holding hands. In the elevator, still holding hands, Kim made a mock serious face and motioned with her eyes at the security camera. I made a mock serious face back at her. We got out of the elevator and walked through a small enclosed courtyard to a stair case. I said "After you," with a bow. Kim said "Why, thank you, sir!" and walked up, swinging her butt with a considerable flair. I followed, admiringly. She glanced back at me once, saw to her satisfaction that I was watching, and smiled broadly. At the top of the stairs, we walked past a couple doors. Kim unlocked to door to her place and said "Welcome!" I walked in first and looked around. Nice two-bedroom place, very tastefully done in a combination of IKEA and modern art. I poked my head into the kitchen and Kim's office, saw the door to Kim's bedroom open and a queen bed with a thick duvet on it, and came back to Kim who was standing in the living room next to the couch. She'd stepped out of her sandals. "Very nice," I said. "I like it," Kim replied. "You should have come over to see it sooner," and with that, she wrapped her arms around me and started kissing me again. I responded in kind and we stood there thrashing our tongues together and running our hands all over each other. We half-sat, half-fell on the couch and we stretched out a bit, kissing hard all the while. I was alternating between pulling her closer to me and running my hands up and down the backs of her thighs while Kim, after a moment, started pulling my shirt out of my slacks and then unbuttoning my shirt. I could feel that the shirt buttons were proving difficult for her and I broke away for a second, wiped my chin with my sleeve, and said "Give me a second." The buttons came open and I pulled the shirt tails up so the shirt was wide open and then I moved back to kissing Kim. I felt her hands running all over my torso for a moment, then they slid up to my nipples and started squeezing them. Squeezing my nipples has always been a major distraction for me. I have very big nipples and I adore having them played with. I pulled away and lay back, and I moaned. Kim's eyes sparkled at this and she squeezed almost too hard. I moaned again. Kim moved in towards me and started kissing my chest up and down while rolling my nipples and then she started licking one of them while squeezing the other. Oh, heavenly! I regained my senses enough to reach around with my left arm up between her legs. Cupping her ass, I pulled Kim in towards me. She moved her face up to mine and we started kissing again. She kept pulling at one of my nipples, while I ran my unoccupied hand over her fabulous breasts. I could feel a sports bra but I could also feel how very firm her breasts were. I slipped my hand underneath Kim's top and slid it around to her back while we kissed. I'd succeeded in getting her left nipple to stand out a little through the sports bra and I was flicking it with my fingers. It looked like this was doing something fun, because Kim would react every second or third time. Kim and Me Ch. 01 I pulled away and pulled on the base of Kim's top. She sat up and whipped the top off, revealing a white sports bra that did not look big enough to hold those gorgeous breasts. I stared at them openly. Kim pulled on the sports bra and freed her breasts, then pulled the bra over her head and threw it on the floor. I finally got to see the breasts I'd imagined for years. They were as firm as I'd imagined, with medium areolae and nice brown nipples. I cupped first one breast, then both, and squeezed gently. Kim leaned back slightly and closed her eyes, a blissful look on her face. I massaged her breasts, squeezing and kneading, then I pushed Kim back on the couch. I leaned over her and kissed her jaw, then slowly down her neck, then across her shoulders, and slowly down her chest to the valley between her breasts. I worked my all the way down and then I moved over and started kissing the tender skin under her breast. Kim made a small, happy sound and relaxed into the couch even further. I straightened up for a moment, pulled my shirt off and threw it on the floor on the other side of the room, then leaned down and sucked on Kim's nipple. She made a distinctly throaty sound and put both of her hands on the back of my head and pulled me gently into her. I lay down half on top of her and sucked more, squeezing the other breast with my hand. We stayed like that for a couple minutes, but I realized that I still had my shoes. I sat up and started pulling off my shoes and socks. Kim sat up too, and complicated the process by trying to kiss me while I was doing it. I managed to get them off without incident (although it took three times as long with all the interruptions) and turned back to her to kiss her again. After a moment, Kim pulled away and started tugging at my belt buckle and zipper. When she'd gotten them loose, she started levering them off my hips and I raised up to help her. Kim pulled the slacks down to below my knees and I half-kicked, half-pushed them off the rest of the way. I was sitting on her couch in nothing but a pair of light gray bikini underwear with a hard-on that was just covered up only because it was pushed to one side and the elastic band was caught on the head. One good tap and it'd spring straight up. Kim admired the bulge for a moment and then hooked her fingers under the band and pulled. My cock sprang out, looking even harder than a few minutes ago when I'd seen it in the shower. Kim said "I can't tell you how long I've wanted to do this to you" and bent her head down and sucked most of it in to her mouth. Kim was as good at giving head as she'd suggested. She was bobbing her head up and down slowly while running her tongue around and around my cock. It was hot, it was wet, it was drooly - I could feel a little line of saliva running down the inside of my left thigh. I put my arm across her and leaned back. I could feel that she was getting pretty far down on my cock - heaven! - and I stretched out across the couch to let my cock stick up farther. Kim responded by moving her head down a little further and I felt the head of my cock hit her throat occasionally. I had never had someone go deep on me before and it was as good as I'd heard. I reclined completely on the couch. Kim pulled my briefs down to mid-thigh so that they weren't in the way at all. She stretched out further so she was almost parallel to me on the couch and then I could feel her sinking all the way down my cock. I'd never had anyone do that to me before and god, it felt so good! Most of me was losing it and part of me was thinking "Wow! Can I feel her throat squeezing the head, too?" After a moment, there was a faint flutter right behind the head and, yup, that was it! I stopped thinking and just lay there while she massaged the entirely length of my cock with her mouth. Kim slowly pulled her mouth off a couple minutes later and sat down next to the couch with her arm across my thighs. She wiped her mouth with her hand and looked at me and said "Wanna go to the bedroom?" I sat up on the couch and pulled Kim up to me so she knelt forward and we kissed hotly. (I didn't think I'd ever get enough of feeling those breasts resting on me.) I stood up and we headed to the bedroom. By the bed, I pulled my scrunched up briefs off, leaving me totally naked. Kim still had her skirt on. I knelt in front of her and put my hands on her calves, then ran them up under her skirt until I was cupping her ass-cheeks. I started kissing her tummy. Kim put her hands on my shoulders and I pulled her into me slightly. I ran my hands around to the front of her thighs and down, then back up, then I moved my right hand up between her legs to her pussy. There was a large damp patch that spread all the way around her panties. I tickled the fabric-covered pussy lips slightly with my fingertips. With both hands, I peeled her cotton panties off from under her skirt. Kim steadied herself on my shoulders as stepped out of them. With her panties out of the way, I gripped her around the waist with my left arm and, still kneeling, resumed my explorations of her hot pussy. Kim spread her feet slightly to give me easier access. Her hair was matted and I could feel how moist she was. Her mound, which I'd been admiring earlier at the gym, was puffy and her pussy lips seemed large (I still hadn't seen anything at this point). I slid my middle finger all the way in, pulled it out, and slid two fingers in. Kim moaned in her throat. Buried in her pussy, I rubbed the face of her clit gently with my thumb and cupped my fingers slightly looking for her G-spot. I found it, briefly, because Kim jerked and gasped (hot damn!) but I lost it again. After about 30 seconds of gently probing and rubbing, I figured I'd better go for a better angle... and I ~really~ wanted to see what I'd been fantasizing about for so long. But before I did that, I had something else on my to-do list. I pulled my fingers out of Kim's pussy. Kim was the kind of woman who got slippery and thick and my fingers were slightly sticky. I brought them up to my nose and inhaled deeply. Kim had a strong, clean, slightly musky scent, almost like fresh sweat. I licked my fingers and they tasted slightly sweet, too. Mmmmmmmm!!! I put my head under Kim's skirt and gave her pussy a long, hot tonguey kiss, after which, I scooted around so Kim was straddling my right shoulder and I could lean my head back and lick her from underneath. I couldn't get my tongue deep enough! Kim's pussy was wide open. The pussy lips , very large, to begin with, were engorged. My arms were wrapped around her left leg and she was pushing my head into her crotch as she leaned over slightly. I'd run my tongue up and back, then push deep into her. Every so often, I'd lick and suck at the base of her clit, which would get an "Ohhhh!" out of her. She tasted unbelievably good. I must have eaten Kim for at least five minutes, when she said "I've got to lie down but I don't want you to stop eating me, please!" She shoved her skirt down and flopped backwards on the bed with her legs spread wide. Standing up, I looked at her. Kim was absolutely scrumptious to see. Her nipples were now fully erect, there was a slight red flush on her chest, and she was breathing hard. She reached down and pulled her pussy lips apart so I could see inside to the deep purple core, then dipped the tip of one finger inside and swirled it around. Kim withdrew the now shiny fingertip and ran it over her lips, wetting them with her juice, after which, she licked her lips. I couldn't take any more and lay down with my face in her cunt and went back to eating her. Kim obligingly hooked her legs over my arms and started playing her nipples. From this angle, I was able to focus more on her clit. I used my thumbs to pull her lips apart and licked her clit hard. That got a strong reaction, so I pushed two fingers back inside her and licked her clit some more. Kim said "Keep doing that!" I held on to Kim's clit with my lips and rubbed it slowly with my tongue. Figuring I could find her G-spot easier from this angle, I probed around and, yup, found it! As soon as I pressed gently into the center of Kim's G-spot, she arched her back and I tasted a tiny trickle of fluid. I backed off for a moment and then started stroking across it while licking the top of her hole and her clit. Kim's thighs were trembling very slightly when she suddenly crested and, almost bucking my face off of her, she yelled "Oh, GOD, yessss!!" She grabbed my head and held me while she fucked my face. The waves of pleasure died away and Kim lifted my face away from her pussy saying "Stop, no more right now!" I had juice all over my face. I kissed the inside of Kim's right thigh for a moment and pulled myself up, kissing my way across her as I went. When I got even with her, I snuggled into one side. Kim rolled into me, put one hand on my chest, and started kissing me. She said "God, that was incredible! And I love the way you smell when you've got 'me' all over you!" "I loved getting it all over me," I replied, "so we're even." "Not hardly!" Kim said. "I want to suck you off. I've wanted to suck you off forever!" "You have?" I said in mock surprise. Kim looked at me and said "I want to be your little cum slut. I want to blow you until you can't cum anymore and then do it again until you can." Ohmigawd! Talk about "not picking up your cues." Sheesh! Oh, well, I'd finally made it here, late but not never. I replied "You have no idea how many times I've jerked off thinking about you, thinking about eating you like I just did and about fucking that sweet little mouth of yours." "How long has this been going on?" Kim asked. "It was mostly you telling me how much you like getting eaten on the phone last month that did it," I said. Kim laughed and said "I figured you needed a push. Didn't you ever notice me before?" "Oh, yeah, definitely," I said. "But I was in a relationship and wasn't inclined to do anything then. I've always thought you were scrumptious and I love the way you painted your toes. They made me think of licking your ankles and going all the way up." "Why, thank you, sir!" Kim said. "I've always liked the way I look with my toes painted, but, yes, that is certainly the effect that I've been after." All the while we were talking, Kim was slowly stroking my cock with her thumb and middle finger in a soft ring around them, and I was VERY hard. I said, "Um, you said you wanted to suck me?" "Oooooh, yes, I do! I want you to pump me full of hot cum while I work your cock with my tongue and throat. You like that?" "I've never had anyone go deep on me before, and yes, I love what you were doing to me on the couch, so please, yes!" Kim moved her head down my chest until my cock was just barely touching her lips. She kept stroking my cock gently and stuck her tongue out so that the tip just touched the opening of my cock. Kim held my cock there while she pumped me slowly and started rolling her tongue around on the tip. She gripped my cock with her whole hand and the stroking sped up slightly. I made a non-descript noise and spread my legs wider. Kim slid her hand down to the base of my cock so she was cupping my balls and took about half my cock in her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down a few times and then suddenly slid all the way down to the base. Kim held her head still for a moment while she tugged at the loose skin at the base of my cock and I felt her swallow a couple times, then she pulled back slowly. My cock slid back up her throat and she swirled her tongue around the head again. She did this again. And once more. I figured I could probably die right then and there and have as good an exit as any man ever did. Kim pulled her head all the way back and said "Your precum tastes so good. I want to taste you when you cum the first time. Would you like to fuck my tits and mouth at the same time?" She grinned when she said it, a look that was made even more devilish by the little bit of saliva running down her chin. Without waiting for a response (she really didn't need to), she sat on the edge of the bed and cupped her breasts. Kim reached over to the nightstand and got a little Albolene from a container in the top drawer and laid it in the valley between her breasts, then gently rubbed it up and down and on her breasts slightly. She pushed them together again and rubbed them together to spread the lube around, then tugged at her nipples and said "Fuck my tits!" I stood in front of her between her legs and rested the head of my cock at the base of the valley between her breasts. While she continued to hold her breasts together, I slowly pushed my cock up. Incredible! I saw the head of my cock peeking out at the top of her cleavage. Holding on to her shoulders, I pulled back slowly and pushed forward again and started a slow fucking motion. As we got into the rhythm, my cock started popping out about an inch above Kim's tits and she bent her head down and opened her mouth. Whenever I pushed up hard, I'd enter her mouth almost all the way down the head, which inspired me to push just a little harder. I didn't last very long. Between eating Kim, having her deep throat me, and just the thrill of being with a woman who was so incredibly hot, I lost it pretty quickly. The cum exploded out of me as I was pulling back and I pushed forward violently, spraying bits of semen everywhere. Kim moaned in response and opened her mouth wide, getting a big spray of cum all the way to her tonsils. I slammed my cock back and forth half a dozen times, getting cum in Kim's mouth and all over her face and chest. One of the last shots arced up to her shoulder. The slipperiness of the cum just made it all the hotter to be fucking her tits. When I regained control, Kim was looking up at me. A big loop of my cum was across her nose and down her chin. She'd already licked it off of her lips and, while I watched, she wiped the line off her chin with her finger and licked that off slowly. She said "Mmmmmm, you taste as good as I thought you would," then wiped the cum off the bridge of her nose and swallowed that, too. Kim's tits were covered in cum and I bent down to kiss her nipples. Kim said "Mmmmmmm!" again and she played with the remains of the cum on her chest. I joined her and we fingerpainted her tits in semen for a moment or two. Then Kim shivered slightly and took the base of my cock in both hands and kissed the tip, turning it into a full suck right to the base, cleaning all the remaining bits of cum off it. She pulled off the head with a popping noise, which was right on the edge of too intense and said "Just a minute." Kim walked to the closet and grabbed a small handtowel, ran hot water on it, and after wringing it out, came over to the bed. She said "Lie down and I'll wash you off." I lay back on the bed and she gently wiped me off, getting not only my cock and balls, but my lower abdomen as well. She used a corner of the washcloth to wipe my lips and face slightly. She then refolded the washcloth and wiped down her breasts and tummy, saying "Cum's good for the skin, but I like getting the Albolene off so I don't stain the sheets." After dropping the washcloth in a clothes hamper, Kim got into the bed and slithered under the sheets. She lifted the sheets on my side and motioned for me to do the same. I got in and we hugged and kissed for a while. Kim said "I want you to fuck me, but right now, I just want to sleep with you. Waking up next to you is what I've thought of most when I think about making love to you. I'd like to take a nap in your arms and then maybe we can get up and have sushi or I can suck you off again or you can fuck me or maybe all of those at once." She kissed me again and wrapped her thigh over mine and put her head on my chest. "Sound good to you?" "Very much so, princess," I replied. "I'm not going anywhere." "Good. I like that idea." We lay there together for a while. It had been an all-star day. I may have cum bigger and harder and longer at some point in my life, but I was damned if I could say when. Life was very good. I was feeling pretty drifty when I felt Kim move slightly. I hugged her and I felt her thigh squeeze mine. I thought she was just getting more comfortable when I heard her say, "After everyone else has gone to bed tonight, I want to suck you off in the sauna in the club area downstairs." And with that, she snuggled into my side and we went to sleep. Kim and Me Ch. 02 More from the memory banks. -------------------------- It had been a little before 7:00pm when Kim and I fell asleep together. I woke up first at 8:45. The sun had set and it was dark out, although the city lights were very pretty in this part of town. I hit the bathroom and decided dinner was a priority about now. I didn't think either of us would want to cook if for no other reason than it would take time away from other possible activities and I didn't feel like getting dressed and going out for largely the same reason. Knowing Kim's tastes in food, I figured that delivery Chinese from one of our favorite lunch places would work just fine. I went into the living room and quietly called the restaurant (the number was coded into my cell phone) and ordered enough food for three. Both Kim and I loved spicier stuff and I asked them to put in extra chili paste on the side. They weren't too busy at that moment and said that they could probably be here in 45 minutes. Well, hot damn! Just as I hung up, I heard Kim calling my name sleepily from the bedroom. I came in and laid down next to her and gave her a big kiss and a hug. She said "What were you doing in the living room?" "Ordering dinner," I replied. "Kung pao chicken, Szechuan bean curd, and Mongolian beef, all on the spicy side. Oh, and I got you an extra egg roll like always." Kim smiled and pushed her face into my chest and said "You know me so well. You've been a wonderful friend for years and years and I finally got to bring you home with me. I'm just a happy girl tonight." She stretched in bed and said "How soon will they be here? I'm starving!" "They said about 45... well, 40 minutes now. I could deal with a lot of food, myself. And..." I took stock of how sticky I felt, "...maybe a hot shower wouldn't be out of order." "I'd like a hot shower, too," Kim said, "and a visit to the bathroom." She got out of bed and stretched again, which was a wonderful thing to see. She saw me looking and twirled around on tiptoe. I caught her by the waist as she faced me and kissed her tummy. I ran my hands around her and pulled her to me, still kissing around her tummy and working down a little bit. Kim said "Stop that for a moment; I have to go to the bathroom." She pulled free and headed into the bathroom and closed the door. A moment later, I heard the toilet flush and she opened the door again. "Now," she said, "let me get us towels. This shower's not big enough for two people unfortunately, so I'll let you go first and then you can get dressed and wait for the Chinese food to show up." Kim dug around in her closet and came out with two big cream-white bath towels and handed me one. She was still naked and I had been admiring the way she looked when she moved. I'd always liked her with clothes on; seeing her au natural was even better. I started the shower and let it warm up. I found a translucent bar of honey-scented soap and a bottle of Dr. Bronner's Peppermint, a happy smell from my teen years. I got in and scrubbed myself off with the honey-scented bar, then used the Dr. Bronner's to shampoo myself. The peppermint left my face and scalp tingling just like it had in years gone by. I turned the water off, toweled down, then stepped out. My skin felt really clean and between the honey and the mint, I smelled like some kind of dessert food. I laughed at the thought of being on a plate covered with frosting and served up for Kim. I walked out of the bathroom toweling my hair. Kim had straightened the bed and I could hear her padding around in the kitchen. I walked out and she was in a white terrycloth robe getting out plates and making a pot of tea to go with dinner. I hugged her from behind and kissed her neck. Kim pushed back into me with her eyes closed and put her arms over mine. We stood there and rocked for a moment. I said "Shower's free and the delivery guy is going to be here in" - I glanced at the clock - "about 25 minutes." Kim said "Okay" and headed into the bedroom. I walked into the living room and got into my clothes, although I stayed barefoot. I heard the shower start and Kim was singing something from an unidentified Gilbert & Sullivan to herself in her rich alto. I looked at the books in the living room bookcase and selected a Calvin & Hobbes collection I hadn't seen in quite a while. A few minutes later, the shower stopped and I heard Kim drying herself off (still singing fragments of G&S). She stepped out of the bedroom once again in her white bathrobe and with a towel around her head. Kim sat down on the couch next to me and kissed me. "It's a shame you're dressed again," she said. "Well, I didn't want to scare the delivery guy. Or maybe encourage him, come to think of it." I said. "There is that," Kim said. "I'd like you all to myself tonight." "That sounds like a wonderful idea to me, too. I don't have anything due to the publisher for a week, so I can play hooky tonight and all day tomorrow. As a matter of fact, I'm free for anything until Monday afternoon. What's your schedule like?" "Well," Kim said, "I have a client meeting tomorrow morning at 10:00 that I really need to be there for, but after that, I can skip out for the rest of the day. Nothing's going to be happening on a Friday afternoon, particularly when the weather's as good as this." "Great!" I said. "I'd like to stay here with you tonight if that's okay with you, then I'll pop home, check email and make sure the cats are okay, and we can spend tomorrow and the weekend together." Kim looked at me and said "Yes, please" softly. I looked at her for a moment and kissed her. The doorbell rang and Kim stood up and headed to the bedroom, saying "I don't want to encourage the delivery guy, either." I smiled and opened the door. "Here's your order," the young man said. I looked at the clock and saw that they'd gotten it here in 25 minutes. "Mighty fast work – thank you!" I filled out the credit card slip and gave the delivery guy a $5 tip. He was effusive in his thanks and I said "Work that fast deserves it." I closed the door and hollered "Chow call!" Kim came out of the bedroom, still in her bathrobe but without the towel. Her hair was still damp and the curls were dangling haphazardly. I unpacked the brown paper bag and was putting cartons on the table around the place settings Kim had set. "Let's see, here's the chicken, here's the rice, and I need a plate or a bowl for the Mongolian beef." Kim said "Right over here." I put the crispy noodles and the spicy beef mix in the bowl, then continued unpacking. "Szechuan bean curd, ahhhhhh! And three eggrolls. Oh, darn, they forgot the chili paste - no, here it is in the bag with the soy sauce and the fortune cookies." I sat down across from Kim, handed her a paper-sleeved pair of chopsticks, and said "Dig in." She smiled and reached for the eggrolls. A few minutes went by, during which there was little noise but the sound of large quantities of really good food being tucked in. I broke the conversational silence by saying "Tea?" "Oh, yes, please!" Kim said. I snagged two teacups from a cabinet, poured us each tea and served it, then brought the teapot to the table as well and parked it off to one side on a hot pad out of harm's way. We clinked cups and drank most of the tea. I refilled them. Kim surveyed the table. As I expected, I'd ordered more than we were able to eat, but it was not a problem to have leftover Chinese food. "I'm full for right now," she said. "Me, too, but there's always late night snacking." Kim said "In case you hadn't noticed, it's already 10:00pm. I'd say that this IS late-night snacking." "Au contraire," I said, "this is just a fashionably late dinner after a very strenuous day. Late night is as late night does; you wait and see." I started stacking plates and silverware. "How about it if I clean all this up for you and you can loll about and digest for a bit?" "You have a deal, mister!" Kim said. "I am frequently at my best when I'm being purely decorative." "Boy, I'll say! Just stay right there. I want to be able to see you and you can also tell me where things go if you can see what I'm up to." "It shouldn't be a big deal, really," Kim said. "Stash the leftovers in the fridge and put the dishes in the dishwasher, and that should be fine." "I live to grovel." "See that you do!" Kim said, and held out her foot. I knelt in front of her and kissed her arch, then started kissing my way up her calf. The robe had fallen off her leg and I could see all the way up to her pubic hair, which was now reasonably dry and showed very pretty curls. I got up to the junction of her thigh and Kim said "Your mustache is tickling!" and pushed me away. I got up and resumed putting the leftovers away. "You didn't seem to mind before," I said. "I didn't even notice before!" Kim replied. "I was way too hot to notice anything except how deep you could get your tongue into me." I noticed that she'd left her foot up on one of the other chairs so my view continued to be unimpeded. I finished putting the food in the refrigerator and picked up my pace slightly. The dishes went into the dishwasher and I wiped down the table. All that was left was the bag with fortune cookies - three of them since I'd ordered food for three. I poured more tea for both of us and sat back down. "You first," I said, pushing the bag towards Kim. She held her hand over the cookies for a moment then said "That one," and grabbed a cookie. She cracked it open and pulled out the slip of paper. "'Look for an unexpected development,'" Kim read aloud. "'Between the sheets,'" I said. "What?" Kim said. "You always say 'Between the sheets' after opening a fortune cookie." "Oh, that's right," Kim said, "I haven't done that in ages." She smiled and said "I think you count as an 'unexpected development.'" "Oh, jolly good," I replied. "You do, too." "Nope, that was MY fortune. You have to see what YOUR fortune says. Besides which, how do I know that you didn't have every second of this planned?" "Ummmm... probably because I'm not that smart." "Possibly true," Kim said, "but you have one or two other redeeming qualities that I find acceptable." "I think I'm losing this exchange," I said. "So pick!" Kim said and pushed the bag with the two remaining cookies on it towards me. I picked up the nearest one, opened it, and pulled out the fortune. I read it to myself. "What does it say?" Kim asked. "Oh, I don't know if I should tell you," I said and made to put the fortune in my shirt pocket. "You'd better!" Kim said. "Oh, very well," I said. I unfolded the fortune and read "Be ready to grab for your heart's desire." I looked at Kim and said "Between the sheets." "Oh, my!" Kim said. "Could be true, you know." "Ooooooooooh!" I stood up and said "Depending on what we're going to do at this point, one of us isn't dressed appropriately." Kim looked at the clock and said "Well, the club area downstairs closes officially at 10:00pm on weeknights, but a bunch of us have keys for late after hours use of the sauna. The apartment manager doesn't care as long as you're careful to turn things off when you're done. We could get dressed for the gym and head down there and by that time, it'd be 10:30 and we'd have the place all to ourselves." "That sounds like an excellent plan to me," I said. "I'll need to run down to my car and get my gym bag, then I can change up here and we can go." Kim handed me her key ring and said "Here's the key to get back in." I gave her a quick kiss, then headed downstairs and out to my car, grabbed my gym bag, and walked back up to her apartment. Kim was already changing into workout clothes. It wasn't the leotard I'd seen her in earlier, but a pair of cotton boxer workout shorts and a t-shirt. I noticed that she wasn't wearing a bra underneath and her nipples were visible. She looked down at her chest and looked up at me and said "I didn't want anything getting in the way." I dug my gym stuff out of the bag. My shorts were fine, but the t-shirt I'd worn earlier in the day was pretty damp with sweat and wasn't anything I wanted to put next to my skin. I said "Have you a spare t-shirt, maybe? This one's pretty grotey." Kim thought for a moment and said "I have just the thing! Hang on, you're going to love this!" She rummaged in a bottom drawer of her dresser for a moment and then she said "Aha!" She turned around and pulled out a t-shirt from the company we'd both worked at when we first met almost 20 years ago! "How the HELL did you get this?" I said. "Oh, we had a bunch extra after that last promotion before we both left and I ended up with a couple of them because, well, they couldn't get anyone to take 'em." "Amazing to see this again." I pulled it on and laced up my shoes. "Ready!" I said. "Okay, we're going to go downstairs. Here's a clean towel; we'll need to wipe down after the sauna." Kim grabbed a couple bottles of water out of the refrigerator, picked up her keys, and we walked out. The night air was pleasantly cool. I held Kim's hand as we walked to the stairs. The apartment's club area was downstairs at one end of the complex near the end of a hall. I could see the swimming pool through a glass door at the end of the hall. The lights were out on the pool and Kim said "They don't keep the lights on past eight o'clock until May. The pool's not heated this time of year, so not many people are inclined to swim in the pool except for a few folks who are much hardier than I am. If you like, though, you can jump in the pool after the sauna, kinda Swedish-style. I'm not interested, myself." I shivered and said "No, thanks, hon, just the thought makes me cold." Kim unlocked the door of the club area and flipped on the light. It was small, about par for an apartment complex exercise area. There were three exercycles, a universal weight machine, a small rack of hand weights, and a few mats. I saw an inflatable exercise ball in the corner and Kim said "This is where I learned to stretch like that. I saw you looking at me at Gold's this afternoon." I blushed a little and said "I loved the view." Kim curtsied slightly and said "Thought you might." The sauna was at the far end of the room. It adjoined a large tile shower with a couple of showerheads on opposite sides facing each other, but there wasn't a changing area. Kim saw the question on my face and said "The apartment got a little cheap here. The only people who are technically supposed to use the exercise room are residents or their guests, so the management figures that they'll be able to shower back in their apartments. Changing into or out of gym clothes is done in the two restrooms just down the hall, so that's all right for the most part. But they needed to have a shower for the sauna, so they put up one reasonably sized shower and then posted a rule about having to wear a swimsuit when you sauna, which people pay attention to during the day and then mostly ignore late at night. The shower actually does double duty for rinsing off before and after swimming, so it makes a certain amount of sense." Kim opened the door to the sauna and turned the timer knob. There was still some warm air in the sauna, but it wasn't much hotter than a summer day. Kim said "It'll be about 10 minutes before the sauna really heats up. Would you like to take another shower while we wait?" There was clearly room for the two of us in the shower; as a matter of fact, there was room for up to four people in this shower if they felt like being friendly. I said "Yes, but one moment." I walked over to the club area's door and locked it from the inside and then turned out the light. I turned around and said "I don't want to advertise that someone's in here." Kim said "It's rarely a problem; there are only a few other people who're likely to come down here on weeknights and they're cool." I negotiated the floor carefully so I didn't trip on anything. There was actually a fair amount of light from the electronic displays on the exercycles. My eyes adjusted pretty quickly. Best of all, I could see Kim holding out her arms. I joined her and we kissed for a moment. Kim pulled back and moved toward the shower. I said "Where should we put our clothes?" Kim said "Late at night, I park them right around the corner so they don't get wet from the spray." We peeled off our clothes and Kim flipped on both shower heads. The water heated up quickly and we stepped in together and pulled the large curtain closed. I reached up and adjusted the spray on the showerhead so it hit my neck and shoulders just right. We stood in the center of the spray from both showerheads and kissed and ground against each other in what would've been called dry humping if we weren't all wet. I've always loved showering with a woman. I feel like a horny sea otter. Kim was clearly enjoying it as much as I was. I felt her reach down to my cock and stroke it. I was already fairly hard and this got me a little harder. Not to be left out, I stroked Kim's pussy. I could feel the heat and moisture from her pussy and I slipped a finger inside her. She moaned into my mouth and spread her legs slightly, but she didn't stop stroking my cock. We stood there for a couple minutes playing with other. Kim was getting very hot from my fingering. I said, "Turn around and bend over." Kim did so and held on to the grab bar on her side of the shower stall with both hands. I knelt down behind her and spread her ass cheeks and pushed my face in between them and started licking her pussy from behind. Kim gasped when my lips touched her, then moaned and pushed her ass back into my face. She spread her legs until her right foot was resting against the wall. I held on to her hips and licked more, getting my tongue up near her clit. My nose was pushing directly into her vagina and I bobbed my head a couple times back and forth to see if I could fuck her with my nose. It didn't seem to have much of an effect, but Kim was enjoying everything I was doing. I went back to licking. Kim was having a wonderful time and it was clear that she liked getting eaten from this position. I brought one hand up between her legs and stroked her abdomen and mound. She bent her knees slightly, wiggled her ass in pleasure, and moaned loudly. Kim was getting close to cumming, so I moved down a bit to get more direct access to her clit. I started feathering it with the side of my tongue while tugging gently on her pussy lips with one hand and she said "Oh oh OH!!" and came hard and fast. I held on to her legs so she didn't slip and kept licking, moving back and away from her clit (which had gotten too sensitive the last time). She straightened up slowly after a moment and stepped forward and out of range of my tongue. Kim twisted from side to side to stretch her back and looked at me and said "That was niiiiiice!" I said "The one disadvantage with doing that in the shower is that I don't get to keep your juices all over my face." Kim said "Well, I guess we'll have to do it again at some point when we're not in the shower, then." "That sounds great to me, too." Kim said, "I think the sauna's probably hot by now and you probably are, too. C'mon, I want to suck that thing!" She turned off the shower on her side and I followed suit. Kim grabbed my prick and led me out of the shower. She let go long enough to pick up our towels from the pile of clothes on the floor, then grabbed me again and we entered the sauna. Sure enough, the sauna had gotten up to a good temperature. It was a small sauna, designed to hold no more than half a dozen people, but there were two large cedar benches in an "L." Kim spread our towels on the two benches and I sat down on one of them with my back to the wall and one leg stretched out along the bench. Kim sat down on the bench near my feet, then leaned over so she was stretched catty-corner across the far bench with her head and hands near my cock. Kim and Me Ch. 02 Kim wrapped one hand around the base of my cock and pressed her thumb up right below the base. She looked up at me and smiled, then licked my cock all the way up like a popsicle. She started stroking my cock with the other hand and continued to lick the base, now tickling the tip with her tongue. The water from the shower was mostly evaporated from the side nearest the sauna heater and I could feel myself beginning to sweat slightly. From the heat, mind you. Kim was by now pumping my cock firmly while sucking on the head, basically jerking me off into her mouth. I hadn't been able to see what she'd been doing earlier (though it had felt incredible) and it was a real turn-on to be able to watch my cock slipping in and out of her mouth. Suddenly, the lights went on in the room outside. Kim stopped sucking (but didn't let go of my cock) and listened, then said "Hellooooo!" There was silence for a moment and then a female voice said "Kim?" Kim relaxed a little and said "Trish?" "Yup, it's me! I see you're busy in the sauna, so I'll come back later." "Thaaaank you!" Kim said. A moment later, the lights went out and I heard the door latch click. "Who was that?" I said. "Oh, that was Trish. She lives downstairs and around the corner from me. She's one of the people that I've run into down here late at night." Kim smiled and said "Actually, this kinda makes us even: I came down here about a year ago and flung the door of the sauna open while she was fucking her boyfriend at the time. She was a little embarrassed, but her boyfriend got a good eyeful of me, too, and was apparently having hot fantasies about the two of us for the rest of the weekend. Trish's been kidding me ever since about catching me the same way." I laughed and said "Well, she missed her chance." Kim said, "Oh, no, not really; it's just that Trish didn't know for sure how you'd react. She figured that I'd laugh but she was nice enough to not throw you off your stride." "It'd be a rare guy who'd be thrown off his stride by being walked in on by a second beautiful - is she beautiful?" "Yes, she's really nice. She's got dark brown hair and is taller and a little thinner than I am. I think she's very pretty." "Okay, then, being walked in on by a second beautiful naked woman. It wouldn't throw most guys off, I'd think. Quite the reverse, if anything." Kim laughed and said "You are SUCH a guy, you know." She sucked me hard for a moment and then said "I want to fuck you." She moved up so she straddled me. I brought the other leg up on the bench and scooted over as far as I could to give her room. Kim settled down on my cock and said "Oh, that feels nice." She wiggled her ass to get my cock in deeper and said "Yes, I like that a lot!" Kim put her hands on my stomach and started bouncing up and down on my cock. Her breasts bounced each time and I reached up to squeeze them. Kim said "My nipples, tug on my nipples!" This was not a request I had any problem with. I rolled her nipples back and forth between my fingers. I felt her pussy clench and get a little moister. Kim threw her head back and shut her eyes. I could feel my own orgasm approaching and I said "I'm cumming!" Kim leaned forward and hung on to me and slammed her ass down on me hard and fast. She said "Ah! Ah! Ah!" as she worked my cock in and out of her. The cum started gushing out of me, mixing with her juices, and making things slicker. I felt two strong flutters from Kim's pussy and then she stopped cold with her hands on my chest, arched her back and ground into me hard, with a loud "Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhh!" I gripped her hips and pushed into her as hard as I could. We both collapsed after a moment, with Kim on top of me, still straddling my now softening cock. Our combined juices were running out Kim: I could feel cum dripping off the side of my cock and onto my balls and the towel underneath. We breathed hot and hard for a moment and then I said "Kim, you're incredible. And if we don't get out of here in the next 30 seconds and under cool water, I may die." Kim pushed herself off of me a little shakily and stood up. I saw a drop of juice fall out of her cunt onto the floor of the sauna and another, smaller drop clinging to a hair. We exited the sauna and hurried to the shower. Neither of us waited for the water to warm up; we just slammed the shower on full to what looked like the right temperature and leapt in. There were loud cries of "Hooo! Ahhh! Kee-rist, that's cold!!" for a moment while the water warmed up, followed by softer sounds of "Ahhhhhhhhhh, that's nice." I didn't want an opportunity to go by and I bent down and licked Kim's still drippy pussy. She shuddered all over but she pulled her pussy lips open with two fingers and I pushed my tongue into her a little deeper. I could taste both of our juices and it was wonderful. I stood up and Kim said "Let me taste" and kissed me deeply with her tongue. After a moment, she pulled back, rolled her tongue around, and said "Nice!" I nodded and smiled. We spent a few minutes washing each other off with the liquid soap in the shower. I got out of the shower and fetched the towels from the sauna (which were nice and warm) and brought them back. I held the one we'd been lying on up in the dim light and we could just make out the huge stain of sweat and cum in the middle of it. We both laughed and I gave Kim the dry one. We dried off and got back into our "official" workout clothes for the walk back to her apartment. Kim turned off the sauna, checked the shower, and we locked the door when we left. The night had gotten much cooler since we'd gone down to the club area, so we hurried back to Kim's apartment. It was a few minutes before midnight and I said "Okay, now it's officially time for a late-night snack." Kim said "Oooooh, yes, and I know just the thing I want: chocolate ice cream!" "How much do you want?" I asked. "Just a couple of scoops, please." "You go curl up in bed, then, and I shall bring in dessert." Kim smiled and walked into the bedroom. I heard her singing to herself again. I smiled and walked into the kitchen. I snagged a couple of bowls from the cabinet and spoons from the drawer. There was a container of Ben & Jerry's Chocolate Fudge Brownie. I scooped a couple of scoops into each bowl and put the remainder back in the freezer. Kim was already in bed. She was wearing a little frilly light blue nightie that didn't hide anything. I set the bowls on the nightstand, shucked off my gym clothes, and got into bed next to her and kissed her, then handed her a bowl of ice cream. Kim's eyes lit up and she went "Ooooh, thank you!" We ate the ice cream in a satisfied silence. When we finished, I got out of bed and took them into the kitchen. Kim heard me say "Far out!" and she hollered "What happened?" I came back into the bedroom and said "There's one more fortune cookie, remember," holding the fortune cookie in my hand. "You open it and we'll share it," Kim said. I got into bed and carefully cracked open the fortune cookie so there weren't any crumbs and handed half to Kim, who solemnly chewed it while I extracted the fortune. I read aloud "Get plenty of rest, because tomorrow's going to be a busy day." We both started laughing and said "Between the sheets!" at the same time. We laughed for several minutes, then I reached over to the nightstand and turned out the light. I rolled back and took Kim in my arms and kissed her, saying "You're wonderful." Kim kissed me back and said "I adore you!" And with that, we wrapped our arms around each other and fell asleep. Kim and Me Ch. 03 Still more from the memory banks. If you've not read them already, I suggest reading "And Nothing Happened" and "Kim and the Sauna" first. -------------------------------- I doubt that I'd ever had a more dazzling – and sexual! – day than yesterday. Kim and I had fallen into bed after almost two decades of being wonderful friends and the experience was simply incredible. Sleeping with Kim was as good as making love to her. (What can I say? I'm a romantic guy.) We slept well together, actually: there wasn't any thrashing around or fighting over the blankets and I really liked how Kim would snuggle into me periodically. She also made these cute little murmuring noises—kind of a little "coo"—occasionally when she changed position. The alarm went off at 7:30 and the sounds of the classical FM station rolled out. It was something nice, a string quartet doing something baroque that I vaguely recognized. Kim was on her side next to me and I had my arm wrapped around her. After a moment, I felt her stretch a little and then say "Mmmmmm... good morning, handsome!" "Good morning to you, petal. I loved sleeping with you." "I loved it, too," Kim said. She stretched again, yawned, and rolled over to the other side of the bed. "I do NOT want to go to work this morning." "What's the matter, did you not get enough sleep?" I said with a grin. "It was all the activity," she replied. She rolled back on her side slightly and started tweaking my nipples, which was a wonderful way to start my day. "I'm just not used to getting that much exercise after going to the gym." I was about to respond when I moved my right arm and my pecs reminded me of what I'd done on the bench press yesterday. Ouch! "It was a bit of a workout at the gym, too," I responded. "My pecs are really sore from all that bench pressing." Kim laughed. "That's good; I'd hate to think that you weren't spotting me while I was spotting you." She said "Let me rub them" and half sat up and grabbed at my armpits and started tickling me. I alternated laughing and saying "Ow!" as my abused muscles twanged in pain. We wrestled a little and I finally grabbed Kim's wrists. As it happened, she was now stretched out on top of me and I had her arms pulled down to either side, which was just fine. Her breasts pressed on my chest and my cock was pressing into her tummy. We looked at each other for a moment and then kissed softly. I said "You're wonderful to wake up to, Kim. We could do this again. A lot, even." "Good, because I'd rather like to do it again, myself," Kim said. "Unfortunately, right now, you need to get to work and I should probably go home and feed the cats and check email and so on." Kim slowly rolled off of me and stood up. She stretched again, a lovely full-body arching that showed off everything. Her little blue nightie rode up to right above her navel (it didn't cover a lot to begin with). I sat up and ran my fingertips all the way down her back to her knees. She stretched a little more and stepped forward to hug my face to her. "The cats didn't run out of food, did they?" "No, not a chance. I always make sure their food bowls are filled with kibble and there's a tiny trickle of water going in the bathtub. They grew up drinking from a leaky faucet so they just expect it wherever I'm living. The only thing that I'll hear about is how I left them alone and that they single-handedly had to fight off polar bears and crocodiles and there was no-one to give them attention and that life is soooooooooo tough. More important is making sure that nothing's come in on email from the publisher. Not that I'm expecting anything, but you never know." "Well, I have to do a client meeting this morning at 10 and I also should make sure that no fires have broken out, but I think I can break away pretty early." "How early do you think you can escape?" I asked. "Oh, probably about one o'clock or a little later. The meeting's not likely to last past 11:30 or 12:00, after which, I need to make sure that nothing's happening this afternoon that requires my participation." "Assuming you can break free then, what would you like to do this afternoon?" "Um, you." Kim wiggled her tummy against my nose. "Well, yes, I figured we were both on the menu, princess, but was there anything besides that? Not that I'm complaining, mind you. You're a tasty little morsel." Kim bent down and held my face. She kissed me briefly and I heard her sniff my cheeks. "Yes, I can tell you do. Oh!" Kim shivered slightly and said with her cheek pressed to mine, "It's so nice to have you smell like me." She straightened up and padded towards the bathroom. She left the door open a crack and I heard her say "For tonight, I was thinking of a video at home with you and going out for dinner. And I really should go to the gym, of course." I said "How about this, then: let's spend the night at my house. The cats will appreciate the company and we can curl up on the couch together watching the tube. I can cook something for dinner or we can go out as you prefer. What do you say?" "Mmmmm, that sounds pretty nice to me. What about the gym?" "I think I could get by with aerobics for today, but I'll have to do the gym tomorrow for sure," I said. The toilet flushed and Kim re-entered the bedroom for a moment, grabbed a fresh towel, and said "All right, I'll finish up at work, come back here, do half an hour on the treadmill downstairs—" Kim saw my smile and said pointedly "—by myself, then I'll pack a bag and come over to your house. What do you think?" "Sounds good to me. Hmmm..." I paused and Kim said "What?" "Oh, nothing, just thinking of an idea or two." "Good," said Kim, "I like a man with ideas. I've got an idea or two of my own." "If they're anything like mine, we may have enough for a full weekend." Kim smiled and made a slight purring noise. "Before you hit the shower, let me duck into the bathroom. I'm going to burst soon." "Be my guest," Kim said. She grabbed my ass as I walked by. While I was using the toilet, I heard Kim brushing her teeth and gargling. When I came back out, Kim had taken off her nightie and was once again naked. She had a towel in her hand for me. I took the towel and moved in and kissed her. She kissed back and gave me a quick grope, then pulled away and said "We'd better stop that; I must get to work and I'm already half-tempted to phone in and plead exhaustion." Kim headed into the bathroom but left the door open. As she fiddled with the tap in the shower stall, I said "Coffee? Breakfast?" Kim said "Coffee, yes, lots, but I usually just have a Zone bar for breakfast." "Okay," I said, "I'll whip us up a whole group of coffee, then." "Thank you, honey." Kim stepped into the shower. Finding the coffee in her kitchen was not a problem: there was a grinder and a French press on the counter and I knew from past discussions about coffee (this was Seattle, after all) that Kim kept her coffee beans in the freezer. I started a kettle of hot water on the stove, then poured a generous portion of a breakfast blend into the grinder, hit the switch, and ground up the beans. I dumped them into the press and grabbed two large mugs from the cupboard. I knew how Kim liked her coffee—heavy on the cream and just a smidgen of sugar—and I put a big dollop of cream in the bottom of my cup. I looked around the cupboards until I found a box of Zone bars. I pulled one out for each of us just as the kettle started humming to itself. I poured the water into the press, let it steep for a minute, then pressed the plunger down and poured coffee for both of us. I carried the mugs and Zone bars back into the bedroom and said "Breakfast!" The water stopped and Kim hollered "Be right there." I took a big swallow of coffee—ah, heaven's nectar!—and looked at myself in the mirror. I caught my eye. Well, I thought, I sure do look like a jackass eating prickly pear, but I couldn't stop grinning. At the thought of this, I laughed out loud. Kim stepped into the bedroom, toweling water out of her ears, and said "What are you laughing at?" I handed Kim her coffee mug and said "Me. Us." Kim swallowed coffee and closed her eyes in happiness. "Perfect," she said. She saw the Zone bars and said "Oh, thank you!" She set the coffee mug down and said "Leap into the shower." I scrubbed myself off quickly (more Dr. Bronner's soap, which is really invigorating in the morning). I turned off the shower and, somewhat to my surprise, the door opened and Kim handed me my towel. She was sitting on the edge of the tub facing the shower, still in a state of complete undress. I saw a single bead of water on her shoulder and the ends of her curls were damp, but she'd dried off pretty thoroughly. She watched me appreciatively while I dried myself off in the shower. Reasonably dry, I stepped out and hung the towel on the towel rack. When I turned to face Kim, she said "Do you think you could cum for me in five minutes?" "I'll certainly give it a shot," I said. "Good," Kim said, "because I couldn't stop thinking about how hot it made me sucking on you last night and I'm going to be a wreck during the meeting if I don't do it again now." "I would hate to think that I was responsible for you giving your clients less than 110%," I said piously. "If you feel you simply must do this, I guess I'll have to let you." I sighed melodramatically. Kim laughed and grabbed my cock, which was stiffening already at the thought of yet another blowjob from Kim. She stuffed my soft cock into her mouth and sucked hard. I was really getting fond of feeling Kim's lips tickling the base of my cock and I let out an appreciative groan. It didn't take me long to harden up, but Kim kept getting all the way down on my cock. I felt her swallow hard and pause once, but she picked up her rhythm and was back to sucking me off deeply. Kim's breasts were swinging around a little, so I cupped them in my hands and stroked her big nipples with my thumbs. It was Kim's turn to make an appreciative groan and she pulled off my cock for a moment to look up at me and say "Harder, please." "Gladly," I replied, "but only if you keep sucking me." Kim opened her mouth and plunged down on my cock. I rolled her nipples between my fingers and pinched them slightly; this got a positive response. For a guy who'd never been deep-throated before yesterday, I was sure making up for lost time. It really did feel like I was fucking Kim's throat. There were wonderful squishy noises and her tongue and hand were adding to the sensations. I looked down and saw that Kim had spread her thighs and was rubbing her clit with her left hand, occasionally wiping a line of saliva from her chest to add some lubrication. I widened my stance and pumped a little faster, to which Kim responded by pushing a couple fingers into her now wet pussy and pumping them in and out. I caught a trace of her hot aroma (was getting used to smelling that, too). Kim shifted her right hand slightly so that her thumb was resting on my scrotum. She slid her thumb down the seam and pressed up into my perineum, rubbing my prostate. I felt a hot tickly sensation deep inside me and said "I'm cumming!" followed by a noise like "Wstfrgllh!" and cum started shooting out of me. Kim didn't change her rhythm, but started slurping and swallowing. The squishing sounds changed and a little of my cum spilled out on her chest. She grabbed it and rubbed it into her pussy, then plunged two fingers back inside. As the waves of pleasure started dying back, I heard squishing as Kim worked her pussy hard. She was still hanging on to my now-deflating cock, but her eyes were closed and she was gasping in pleasure. A moment later, she said "Oh god, yes!!" and spread her legs wide and plunged all four fingers in and out of herself about three times, then rocked back with her fingers still deep inside. Hanging on to my cock was the only thing that kept her from falling backward at that point, so I held on to her shoulders. Kim rolled forward, shook her head slightly, and looked up at me. "That was FUN!" she said. "I like getting ready for meetings that way!" Kim looked down at herself, shook her head again, and said "But I need a fast shower to get rid of the after-effects of my preparation." I said "I think I got all sweaty, too, but I'll just wipe off for now so you can get going." I looked at the clock and said "We did all of that in 6-1/2 minutes. Not bad!" Kim stood up and I gave her a big wet kiss. I could taste a little bit of me on her. I said "I love having the scent of me on your face, too, you know." Kim looked at me with her gorgeous blue eyes and said in a small voice, "I told you: I want to be your little cum slut. You're wonderful." I kissed her again. Kim took a 30-second shower, just long enough to wash off the cum and drool, then dried off hurriedly. I moved my clothes to the living room so I could stay out of her way: I didn't want her to be late. I didn't have a change of clothes for myself, but I wasn't too rumpled—certainly good enough to drive home in—and I skipped the tie. As I was tying my shoes, I heard Kim singing Gilbert and Sullivan again from the bedroom. I said "Kim? What is that you're singing? I figured it was G&S but I don't recognize it." "It's from 'Patience'," she replied. "The women's chorus is singing 'Turn, o turn in this direction.' I was in the chorus about five years ago and the music stuck." "Oh, yeah, Gilbert & Sullivan will do that. For me, it's always been 'Pinafore.'" I wandered back into the bedroom. Kim was applying mascara. As I looked around for stray oddments I should take with me, she said "Would that make you Rafe Rackstraw or the Admiral?" "Oh, actually, I'd be Dick Deadeye just so I could sing his duet with the captain." I spotted my sneakers and tucked them into the gym bag. "You just like being a dick," Kim said. I said haughtily "Normally, I'd object to such a vile calumny, but this morning I am feeling quite relaxed and I'm willing to let it pass." Kim laughed and said "Don't make me laugh when I'm putting on my mascara; I'll end up with uneven lashes." She finished and reached for her lipstick. "I think I've got everything," I said. "Good. I'm about ready. Just a moment..." Kim gave one last look in the mirror, pushed her hair back a little on one side and surveyed the result, then said "Ready!" She looked at me and twirled. I whistled and said "Gorgeous as always!" "I bet you say that to all the girls, mister!" Kim said scornfully. "Oh, not true," I said. "Why you look so good, I'm sure you'd look great with nothing on at all!" Kim snorted. I snagged the remaining Zone bar and tucked it into a pocket, shouldered my gym bag, and we walked towards the door. Kim got her keys and purse from their spot on the table by the door. She paused and kissed me carefully and said, with her lips, just touching mine, "I don't want to redo my makeup." We exited and walked to the elevator. Kim drove me around to where my car was parked and I got out, then leaned back into her car through the open window. "Give me a call when you're done with your meeting. I'll be at home and should be available if the cats haven't killed and eaten me out of spite." "Well, you'd better be careful. I've got plans for us this weekend, sweetie." Kim swung the car around and drove off. She waved at me in the rearview mirror and I waved back. I chucked my gym bag into the passenger seat and winced a little: the pecs were going to be sore for a couple days. I laughed at myself again and said out loud "Well, it sure has been worth it!" I started the care and headed for home. I tried to remember what was in the refrigerator and if I needed to stop at the grocery store: It looked like the weekend was going to be pretty impressive and it might be a good idea to stock up on a few essentials. We might not be leaving the house much from the sound of it. Kim and Me Ch. 04 Friday afternoon with Kim --------------------------------------- I stopped at the store and pushed a cart around for a while. I wanted to get enough interesting food that we could stay in all weekend if we wanted, although I was sure that we'd be going out for dinner at some point. While there were plenty of staples at home, there weren't many interesting nibbly things of the "cheese-and-crackers-and-fruit" type and those were the things I focused on. Having known Kim for so many years, I had a good idea of the things she liked eating, which was almost anything, really; she was as omnivorous as I was. A woman that can keep up with me on sushi and likes spicy Korean food, barbecue, and curry isn't likely to have a lot of limits on the food she's willing to try. I got a selection of cheeses, including a couple of locally-made chevrés and an Irish cheddar. I also made a point of getting a fresh mini-Brie and a slice of Camembert. I had some wine in the house, but a bottle of ice wine found its way into the cart because it was very sweet and the perfect sweet evening drink to have together. I also got apples, pears, and a couple of clusters of grapes, . Dinnerish thoughts started coming to mind. I really didn't know if we'd end up staying in or going out, but I wanted to be prepared. I bought some prawns so I could make shrimp vindaloo and also got a couple of T-bone steaks. Halfway to checkout, I wheeled around and scampered off to the coffee aisle for a pound of French roast. While I was thinking about it, I snagged a small box of Godiva truffles and took a look at greeting cards. I read romantic cards for five or ten minutes and found one I liked. Finally ready, I headed to the front and paid for everything. As I stood in line, I added a bouquet of mixed flowers from one of the convenience bins. They'd look good in the bedroom. On the way out, I bought five bucks worth of scratch tickets and a lotto ticket just for fun. My luck seemed to be riding high and, at worst, the state education fund would see $6 it hadn't had a few minutes before, so what the heck? When I got home, there wasn't anything special in the mailbox from the day before except for a royalty statement, which unfortunately proved to be just a statement of accounts on a book that was still in print and had long since stopped generating money. I threw all the mail into the bags of groceries and walked to the door. Even as I was getting the key in the door, I could hear Cookie and Fuzzball complaining. When the door was opened, both cats ran outside for a moment, then ran back in as I walked into the house. I was right: they had been fighting polar bears and crocodiles and I was getting to hear all about it. I picked each of them up and snuggled them for a moment, then got a can of food and dropped it in the bowl. The noise died down rather suddenly as two fuzzy faces got busy eating. A quick survey: the house was in pretty good shape since the cleaning lady had been in only a few days before. I put groceries away and tucked the wine into the fridge to start chilling. The flowers went into a dark blue vase that I set on the bedroom dresser. It was a nice day, so I opened the bedroom windows. Next on the list was email. I spent the next half hour sifting through a couple hundred emails. Most of them were fairly perfunctory and I skipped all but a couple e-newsletters. There wasn't anything from my publisher but my agency had sent me a note with an idea for the next book. Hey, hey! I sent email back saying that it sounded good and that I was going to be busy for the weekend, so I'd talk to them Monday. There wasn't anything else I particularly needed to do so I turned on the tube to a movie I'd seen before and enjoyed and I jumped on the treadmill for the next 45 minutes. I grabbed a shower and did a load of laundry and looked at the clock: 11:30. Figuring Kim might be out of her meeting, I called her work line and left a message. About 10 minutes later, Kim phoned back. "How'd the meeting go?" I said. "The meeting was fine," Kim said, "but I kept thinking about getting away so we could start our weekend. At one point, I forgot what I was about to say, but I took a deep breath and it just looked like I was considering." "Oh, good! So, shall you be able to break away soon?" "Yup! As a matter of fact, I should be able to scrape my desk off in about 5 minutes and take off for lunch and not return. About half of the office does this on slow Fridays so it's no big deal. I should be there around 2:00." "Excellent! I've just gotten in some exercycling, the agency has a new book idea for me they want me to look at, and the cats are fed. I'll hang out and wait for you and we can map out the festivities when you get here." "I've got a list," Kim said, "but we'll discuss it later when I'm not at work. See you shortly!" I went into the kitchen and put a small tray together of cheeses, fruit, and crackers for later that evening. At that point, I had nothing I needed to be doing so I laid down on the couch to watch some TV. Cookie saw his chance and leapt up on me and started purring. Pinned to the couch, I had no choice: I took a nap. I woke up a couple hours later to Kim's voice calling "Hello?" from the front door. I hollered "One second!" and struggled to sit upright, which was a little more difficult now that I had both cats asleep on me. I made it to the door and kissed Kim hard. I said "Hello, beautiful! I've missed you." "Which is why you didn't hear the doorbell?" Kim said. "I was held hostage on the couch by the cats. They threatened me. I was only able to break away at dire risk to myself." Cookie wandered over and looked at us. "Ask them if you don't believe me." Kim snorted and said "Your cats are notorious liars; I wouldn't believe them no matter what they said." Kim hugged me again and said "I am so looking forward to this weekend with you." "Me, too!" I said. I saw that Kim had not only her gym bag, which was stuffed full, but there was a small overnight sized suitcase as well. "What did you bring with you?" "Well!" Kim said. She picked up the suitcase and straightened the gym bag on her shoulder and marched towards the bedroom. "I've got fresh clothes so I don't have to look rumpled, a small make-up bag, gym stuff for me for tomorrow, and some surprises for you." She set the suitcase down in the bedroom and saw the flowers. "Oooh, I like that. Are those for me?" She moved closer to me and stroked my cheek. "They are, sweetie." I took her into my arms and we kissed for a while. Kim's tongue was as magic as before. I broke off for a moment and she said "Awwww!" "Before we get too distracted with anything else, I wanted to be nice and ask you how the rest of your day went," I said. "Oh!" she said. "Well, let's see..." I felt her hand making its way down my front and she started tugging at my belt. "After I phoned you, I sent a few more emails, checked with my admin, and headed out the door. I got home about quarter after and decided I'd do some exercycling for a while before packing up." Kim wasn't having much success with my belt, so I said "Here, let me," and unzipped my fly and moved pulled my already-hard cock out. Kim wrapped her hand around it gently and said "Ooooooh, I like that you're ready for me already." She started stroking me very gently and continued. "Nobody was in the exercise room, so I got the cycle nearest the TV and I could switch the TV to whatever I wanted. I was there for about 10 minutes and who should walk in but Trish!" My cock jumped at Trish's name and Kim laughed and said "You are SUCH a guy! You haven't even met her yet and just the idea of someone else fucking in the sauna is turning you on." I blushed and said sheepishly, "I'm sorry, keed, I'm a complete scuzzbucket, I know." Kim laughed and said "I really don't mind, but it was far too good not to give you shit about it." She leaned forward and kissed me, then continued with her story. She was still stroking me, too. "So, I'm there pedaling away and I hear 'Hi, Kim!' and Trish walks up to me with this HUGE grin on her face. She says 'I figured that I was going to call you this weekend and find out what was going on the other night.'" I said "Did you tell her you were likely to be unreachable by phone this weekend?" Kim said "Yup, I told her she'd probably get my voice mail as I wasn't likely to be answering the phone." "What'd she say to that?" "Trish actually applauded and said 'Brava!'" Kim said. "Then she asked me who it was and I told her it was you. She's never met you but I've talked about you to her on occasion so she knows who you are. Trish then got on the exercycle next to me and said 'Tell me more!'" "Well, tell me more! What did you tell her?" "What did you want me to tell her?" Kim said with a grin. The stroking sped up a bit. "Uhhhhh...." "That's what I thought you wanted me to tell her," Kim said. I blushed again. "Okay, okay, I am SUCH a guy! So, give me details, you fiend." I kissed her on the cheek and moved my hands up to fondle Kim's nipples. "Oooooh, well, if you put it that way, I suppose I can tell you what I told her." Kim sat down on the bed and started stroking my cock with a slightly more determined grip. I said, "If you keep this up, you're going to have to divide your attention between what you're saying and what you're doing." Kim said "I'm not a guy, I actually have enough blood to do two things when I'm aroused." I said, "Well, all right, but I am a guy and I'm going to have trouble paying attention to what you're saying if you keep doing that. I'm going to eat you and see just how well you can maintain your concentration." Kim's eyes sparkled and said "I'll risk it! Bring it on, mister!" Kim had changed from her work clothes to a pair of black jeans and a light pullover blouse, with a pair of short harness boots I knew she was fond of. I tucked myself back into my pants (a difficult job; I didn't bend very easily by now) and zipped my fly back up... then I shifted my cock around so I didn't break it in half when I moved. Kim extended one leg and I pulled her boot off, followed by the sock. She wiggled her toes at me, so I picked her foot up and kissed them. She smiled and said "Why, thank you, sir!" I pulled the other boot and sock off, then unsnapped her jeans and slipped them off her legs. Her red panties were bunched up slightly. I admired them for a moment before slipping them off, too. I dropped them on top of the jeans. Kim spread her legs wide for a moment, giving me a great view of her pussy. I said "Oh, the heck with it!" and whipped my clothes off in record time, leaving Kim's blouse and bra the only clothing left on either of us. Kim lifted her arms over her head and I slipped the blouse off. Her breasts overflowed the top of the bra slightly. She reached behind and unsnapped the bra and slipped it off. I said "Scoot over" and Kim slid over to the far side of the bed. "Not that far," I said. "I just needed some room to get on." I scooted up next to her and we kissed for a little while, during which our hands were roaming around each other's bodies. When I got to her crotch, Kim cocked one leg in between mine and I spread her pussy lips with my hand. "You're nicely wet!" I said, holding my fingers up under my nose and inhaling deeply. "Mmmmmm!" "I have been 'nicely wet' as you put it all day and I was worried about actually leaving a wet spot." "My, you have been worked up!" I replied, pushing two fingers deeply into Kim's pussy. Kim closed her eyes and arched her hips into my hand. I obligingly worked my hand in just a little deeper and Kim gasped, then dropped back on the bed. "The bet was actually that I was going to eat you and you were going to tell me what you and Trish talked about," I said. "Scoot up a bit and let me work my way down and you can continue." Kim wiggled up so she was half-sitting up and spread her legs. I kissed her and then kissed my way very slowly down her body. It was a lovely trip and when I got to the latitude of her pubic mound I kissed my way around it and down her right leg. I kissed and licked the back of her right thigh, got a reaction out of licking the back of Kim's right knee, and continued my way down to her ankle. Kim lifted her foot slightly. She was watching me with a mixture of amusement and lust. I kissed the top of her foot and then played "This little piggie" for a moment. I then did something I'd learned from a girlfriend years before: I held her foot up and gently licked in between a couple of her toes. Kim said "Oh, my, that makes me feel a little tingly!" I did it again and she said "I like that, but I don't want to wait any longer. Eat me now!" I moved up to her pussy and dove in. Kim said "Yes!" I licked her for a moment (Kim tastes so good!), then I lifted my head and said "Your part of the bet?" I went back to licking while looking up at her. "Fiend, yourself!" she said. "Okay, where was I? Oooooh, yes, do that! So, Trish was on the exercycle next to me and asked me how we got together. She knows we've known each other since the 80s and she said she was dying to find out what got us together at last." There was a short silence and I said "Kim?" "I can't think; I'm sure you'll have to put your fingers in me while you lick me to get the brain started again." "This sounds like you're adding conditions to the bet," I said. "Take it or leave it," Kim said. "Oh, all right!" I said, sounding as cross as I could with my mouth full of pussy. I slid my fingers into Kim and she said "Trish then asked me what we'd been up to last night in the sauna." I lifted my head up and said "You know her that well?" Kim said "If you keep stopping, we'll never get anywhere with this bet. Get back down there!" She pushed my head back down. Back to work, back to work. I licked her clit roughly and got a nice sound from Kim as a result. "Yes, I know her that well. After I walked in on her and her boyfriend last year, we've compared notes on a few occasions. Yes, I'll tell you about that later—" Kim pushed my head back down again as it started rising up to ask the obvious question "—after I've told you about this. And keep that up, what you're doing right... there!" She wiggled her hips a little and inhaled. "Okay, so she wanted to know what we'd been doing down here. I explained to her that we'd had a shower together and that you'd eaten me really well from behind. Almost as good as you're doing right now, as a matter of fact. Trish liked the sound of that and said that she'd wanted to have someone eat her in the shower like that because she likes fucking in it. She's told me about at least three different occasions." Kim pressed my head down and said "Laterrr!" "Trish really wanted to get some details from the sauna. I told her I'd stretched you out on the bench and sucked on you and then rode you until you exploded." This last was getting a little breathy and I started pushing my tongue into Kim in time with my fingers and licking all the way up her clit. I reached up with my other hand to squeeze her tits and discovered that Kim was already squeezing and tugging her nipples. Kim spread her legs a little more and lifted her thighs. "Trish didn't have a lot... more to say." I paused in mid-lick and mid-finger and didn't move until I heard Kim say "All right, all right, there's something else! Just don't stop now!!" I resumed and listened intently. Kim grabbed my head and managed to gasp out "Trish said she'd love to walk in on us in the sauna like I did with her so she could see what you looked like in action. Okay, NOW!!!" Kim pushed her pussy up into my mouth and I licked and fingered her as fast and hard as I could. Kim shouted "Yes! Right there! Lickmelickmelickme!" She rocked back and forth on the bed, all the while holding me down to her pussy. I kept it up until she squeezed my cheeks with her thighs saying "Stop, stop! No more!" I carefully pulled my fingers out of Kim's sopping pussy, which made her shiver just as they came out, and rested my head on her pubic mound. "You got distracted and lost your place," I said. "Not hardly," Kim said. "I just paused strategically at times for dramatic effect. And the bet was simply that I'd tell you what Trish said, not that I wouldn't get distracted occasionally. I win!" "We'll call it draw, then," I said. "Besides which, any winnings I made on a bet with you, I'd take in the flesh like this, anyway, so what the hell?" Kim smiled at me and stroked my hair. "I'm so glad we're doing this at last," Kim said softly. I moved up to spoon her. Kim rolled over slightly and kissed me over her shoulder, then rolled back. I wrapped myself around her and she put her hand on my hip and stroked me slowly. I kissed her head and nuzzled her neck. I could smell pussy juices on my face, which was still slightly damp. Reading my mind, Kim said "You smell like me." "So what was that about Trish saying she wanted to pop in on us?" I asked. "Just what she said," Kim replied. "Trish likes sex a little on the daring side and I think she'd get a big charge out of surprising us. Or sorta surprising us." "Wow!" I said. "I'm not sure how to respond to that. But it does tickle my fancy at one level." "A level of about 10 degrees south, I'd guess," said Kim, reaching for my cock, which was pressing into her left butt cheek. She stroked my cock hard a couple times, then fingered the tip of my cock. She held her hand up and touched her fingers together and pulled them apart. "Sticky!" she said. She licked the bit of precum off her fingers and said "Mmmmmm! I'd like to suck you off and taste more of that, big boy." "Your lips and tongue should get the Good Housekeeping Seal of Approval—" Kim made a smacking noise "—but I want to fuck you." Kim said "I could go for that!" "I've gotten you nice and juicy and all puffy from eating you and I want to slide my cock deep into you." Kim smiled and I continued "What I want is to pin you to the bed and really pound your cunt hard and have you talk dirty to me." Kim gasped and said "God, yes, please fuck me!" I rolled her over on her back and got on top of her. My cock was diamond-hard at this point. I positioned the head slightly between Kim's pussy lips and slid it home hard, all the way up. Kim groaned and threw her legs over mine. She gripped my arms and pushed up into my cock. "Fuck me, honey, fuck me now!" I pulled out and pushed it deep into her again. Kim said "Don't stop, slam it into me!" I started pulling out almost to the edge of her pussy and slamming it in as deep as I could. My poor abused pecs were getting still more workout but I didn't notice much: I was holding myself up so I could get my hard-on deeper into Kim . Kim had her back arched and her legs wrapped around mine. Her head was back with her eyes closed. She was biting her lower lip. Every time I plunged back into her, she made a little "Unh!" noise. Kim's mouth opened into an "O" for a moment then closed again and she opened her eyes wide. "God, yes! Pound my cunt! I'm hot and wet and I want to fuck you in public! Fuck me harder!" Kim was right: the sounds coming from our midsection were getting a lot squishier and I could feel the way getting smoother from all the liquid. I felt my orgasm fluttering in the background—not there quite yet but I could feel it. I said "Grab my nipples!" Kim pulled hard on my nipples and I started to crest. I grabbed Kim's hips and plunged into her another 10 or 15 times as the first few spurts left me until I couldn't move any more. I held on tight and arched my back and neck and went "Ahhhhhhh!!!" as the last shots of semen squirted into Kim. Kim and Me Ch. 04 As the waves of my orgasm died away, I looked down at Kim. She was covered with sweat and her hair was matted near her cheeks. Best of all, there was a huge red blush on her face and almost all the way down to her nipples. "You're incredibly beautiful!" I said. I lowered myself slowly (my pecs made themselves known again—ouch!) until I was resting on top of her but still inside. She wrapped her arms and legs around me and we kissed for a while. It felt like we were both sweaty enough to slide back and forth a little. I didn't soften for quite a while. I moved back and forth slowly with my soft-on. Kim responded by thrusting up to me. After a moment or two of moist togetherness, I slipped out of Kim's pussy and felt a little trickle of liquid. I rolled off of Kim carefully and lay on my back and breathed deeply for a moment. "I'm sorry we didn't do this years ago, Kim," I said. "But at least we got here," Kim said. She rolled over on her side and cocked a leg over mine. Kim traced patterns in my chest hair. I reached my hand between her legs and she said "Be careful. I'm still really sensitive." I cupped her pussy carefully with my hand and said "How's that?" "Very nice," Kim replied, and she pushed into my hand slightly. "There's something deeply wonderful about making love to an old friend." I said. "You know I've loved you for years, but it's been purely as a friend. Now we're adding a whole new layer. I like it." "I feel the same way," Kim said. More smooching happened. "Hey, can I ask you something?" I said when coming up to catch my breath a few minutes later. "Anything you like." "When we were going at it, you said you wanted to fuck me in public. I'm not trying to hold you to anything or trying to trap you with anything you said in the heat of the moment, but I was curious if there was more to it than that." Kim blushed deeper than I'd ever seen her blush. It was very pretty and it made me even more curious. I tucked her head into my shoulder and said "You don't have to say anything if you don't want to, you know." Kim said "No, that's all right; I've just never really told anyone about this before." She looked me in the eyes and said "I'm an exhibitionist. A bit of a voyeur, too, but I'm definitely an exhibitionist." "You're right; I'm pretty sure that this has never come up before," I said. "I'd definitely have remembered a conversation that went off in this direction." "There wouldn't have been any reason for it to," Kim said. "And it doesn't come up too much for me. Or, rather, I don't let that side of me out much. I don't usually feel safe doing it." "What kinds of exhibitionism?" "Oh, almost anything," Kim said. "When I lived in Europe, I went to the nude beaches whenever I could. That was lots of fun. And even when I couldn't get to the nude beaches, I'd wear very small bikinis at the regular beaches. Guys would follow me around sometimes. I'd lie face-down on my towel with my legs spread and pretend to be asleep and I'd watch them in the reflection of my sunglasses. They'd come up with all sorts of excuses to stare at my crotch. It turned me on sometimes so much that I'd get wet, which made the bikini bottoms cling even tighter." "That sounds pretty hot!" "A couple times, I tried untying part of my bikini so that it was loose and then wandered around on the beach, but it was hard to make it fall off and have it look like an accident. Though it did once right near a small group of college guys who were very appreciative." "I'll bet they were!" I said. "That's not nearly all of it. When I got back here to the US, I wanted something like that but there aren't very many nude beaches and living up here in this part of the country there aren't many times when you'd want to be at any beach without Gore-tex. I've flashed my boobs at a few truckers, particularly if the weather's nice and I'm driving with the window down." "They're incredible boobs. Did you get a positive response?" "Every time! A couple of times they even honked their horns at me." Kim said proudly. "My mind is completely blown. I never would've suspected this." Kim suddenly looked apprehensive. "This isn't a problem for you, is it?" I hugged her instantly and said "No, oh, God, no!! It's fine; it's wonderful in fact! I just never knew this about you." "Really?" Kim still sounded slightly worried. I said "Sweetheart, what you said to me on the phone a while ago showed me that you were an aggressive and oral lover. And I already knew I love the way you look. So that was great. Then I discovered just how amazingly good you are at sucking me off. That was even better. You could've told me I was going to die immediately afterwards and I'd have said 'It's worth it!' Now you're telling me that you're also an exhibitionist, which is like opening a box of chocolates and discovering that there's an untouched second layer you hadn't expected. I love this!" I kissed Kim once more and said "Other than flashing truckers, have you tried anything else?" Kim said "No, I never had the nerve to do anything else. I do like having sex outdoors but I've never really done anything in a public place: I worry about getting caught and the few guys I've brought this up to didn't feel comfortable enough with the idea to pursue it heavily. But it's just different with you." "Showing off gets you excited, I gather?" "Oh, yeah "And the voyeurism? Does this mean peeking through windows?" "No, you jerk!" Kim poked me in the ribs with her finger. "Mostly, I like watching porn when I'm feeling really horny." I thought for a moment. "So when you walked in on Trish and her boyfriend in the sauna...?" "It really was unintentional but I never told Trish how hot it made me, too. Her boyfriend may have been turned on by this, but I couldn't stop masturbating all weekend. I was worried I was going to burn out the motor on my vibrator." Some ideas were beginning to form. I said "Very interesting. Very, very interesting." Kim looked at me and said "What?" a little suspiciously. "Nothing that's quite developed, but I think I may have a safe but incredibly exhibitionistic thrill for you later." "We're not driving around naked or something are we?" Kim said. "No, no, nothing at all like that. In fact, we don't even have to leave the house. Trust me on this for right now. We'll talk about it later." Kim said, "Okay, but I reserve the right to say 'No!'" I said "Of course. I don't ever want you doing anything you're not comfortable with. But you'll like it, I know." "Okay," Kim said. "Well, meester, I've bared my soul to you about probably my most intimate secret, how about putting something on your side of the table?" "Well, I really do like being an exhibitionist myself," I said. "But that's probably not a surprise for you, really." "No, it isn't," Kim said. "You've never been modest at all, so it's not much of a leap." "Thank you. I think." "You're welcome. What else?" "Ummm, you can add 'voyeur' to that list, too, but that's such a common trait for guys that I hesitate to even mention it. I'm a guy so of course I like porn." "Thought as much! This may add something to our list of weekend activities, then," Kim said. "I'm also keen on masturbation—" "I figured that," Kim said, smiling. "—and watching other people masturbate," I continued. "That's a little unexpected," Kim said. "Yup, I've been thinking about joining a Jack-and-Jill club recently just to see what it's like." "What's that?" Kim asked. "Basically, it's safe sex carried to an extreme. Everyone gets together and strips down to whatever level they like and sits around and masturbates and watches each other masturbate. There can be themes or people can watch porn together, or you sometimes have a committed couple doing things together and everyone watching, but there's actually relatively little touching of other people and it's definitely not swinging." Kim said, "Have you ever done that? Swung, I mean? Well, both, I guess. Either. Whatever." I said, "I've been involved in a few threesomes over the years, years and years ago in my relative youth, but I've never been to a swing club. I've never done a group jack-off or a jack-and-jill-off, either, but I have jerked off with another guy on occasion when I was a teenager, generally when we were staying overnight at one house or another. That was fun for it's time. I don't know if you've done anything like that yourself." "I did, once or twice, the overnight stuff I mean, but I'll save telling you about those for later when I want to get you hard again quickly." I arched an eyebrow at her and she said "I know how your mind works; you were getting hot when I even mentioned Trish. This'll probably have you hitting the ceiling." I smiled and said "I'll risk it." Kim said, "Have you ever wanted to try swinging?" I said, "Well, this may surprise you, but not really. Yes, I like the idea of wild sex with lots of hot women and all, but I tend to be fairly monogamous and might have some real jealousy problems with seeing another guy banging the woman I'm in a primary relationship with. So it's stayed mostly in the fantasy department. How 'bout you?" Kim said, "I'm not sure. I think what appeals to me the most is the idea of doing things in front of a crowd and not so much who I'm fucking or sucking." She snuggled into me and smiled. "Besides, why tamper with perfection?" I smiled back. Kim said "We got off the subject, which was what kinds of fantasies you have. You're not done, I can tell. What's next on the list?" I said "I tried a little bondage both ways and it didn't do a lot for me, but this was with my ex-wife, too, so who knows? Our sex life was pretty messed up to begin with so I wouldn't want to draw any final conclusions based just on that. But it's not high on my fantasies list. I do like costumes, though." "Costumes?" "Well, costumes and some clothing. I'm really keen on skirts, for example, because they provide easy access." Kim laughed. "I like fishnets but that's probably another guy thing...?" Kim nodded. "All right, then figure that I've earned my 'guy' membership card today with these. But I do like fishnets, big ones, even fishnet body stockings. Sexy lingerie is fun, too, particularly in cotton or lace. I think I'm a bit of a traditionalist, really. Oh, but here's something you won't have guessed: I get hard and drippy over belly dancing outfits." "What, you mean like the big sequined bras and the veils?" "Well, actually, I was thinking more of you in some kind of headdress and the heavy makeup and a necklace and nothing else on top and a belly dancing skirt with nothing underneath. Oh, and maybe an ankle bracelet, too. Something in gold to complement your toenails." Kim smiled broadly and I could see her dimples. "You'd dance around me and seduce me or me, you, or both." Kim said "You're getting hard again telling me about this, do you realize this?" "I'm not surprised," I said. "I've thought about this image when jerking off before." "With me in it?" "With you in it, Kim." "Oh, my!" "There's one other thing that's kinda fetishy, and that's tattoos and piercings." "I've thought about a tattoo but never a piercing." "Oh, I've a bunch of tattoo magazines and online photos and so on; I can show you all kinds of examples that you might like. And you can even do temporary tattoos that feel pretty sexy." I looked over Kim's shoulder to the clock radio on the nightstand. "Okay, it is now quarter of four. I'm not hungry at all and I don't think I can manage another round like this for at least, oh, five or ten minutes... though I'll be glad to eat you some more if you like." "Don't you dare! I couldn't take it right now!" Kim said. "Have you any preferences for what you'd like to do, then?" I asked. "We could... um... we could... Oh, I know!" Kim got out of bed and went to her suitcase. "We got busy and I never got a chance to show you some of the things I brought. Move over a little." She plopped the suitcase on the bed and I admired how scrumptious Kim looked as she moved about naked and a little sweaty. Kim unzipped the suitcase and I saw several frilly nighties on top. I said "Niiize!" Kim said "I thought you'd like these. Now this one," she held up a blue nightie against her, "is what I wore last night and you seemed to like it very much." She was right: it set off her eyes and it was really only a short bedshirt that came down to her hips. "Then there's this one," and she held up a much larger sheer red thing. "This one is kind of like a whole body veil. You can see right through it. There's a little red panty that goes with it," and she held up one of the smallest red lace panties I'd ever seen. "I like that one, too!" I said. "Now, this one is my favorite." Kim pulled out something white with lace and ties on it. She held it up to herself but it wasn't really clear how it worked. Kim said "I'll probably have to put this one on to show you, but it's kind of like a wraparound vest. It's got big cotton ties in the front and it shows off my breasts very nicely. And there's something fun about the panties that go with this one that I'll show you when I wear it. Whaddaya think?" I rolled over and grabbed Kim by the inside of her thigh and said "I think they're gorgeous and I'm glad it's you modeling them and that ten-minute waiting period I was kidding about may actually be a lot closer to true now that I've seen those." Kim sighed theatrically, rolled her eyes, and said "You men, you're just all alike!" "Erect?" I asked. "Horndogs, more like," Kim said. I looked at my cock, which was well above half-mast. "Both, I'd say." I peered into the suitcase and caught a glimpse of something long and purple. I looked at Kim and said "Petal, did you bring toys with you, too?" Kim surprised me by blushing and said in a small voice, "Yes. I thought I might show off for you at some point this weekend." "I'd like that very, very much!" I said enthusiastically. "What did you bring?" "I brought this—" Kim held up a long purple dildo "—and this" and she pulled an old classic Prelude 3 vibrator out of the suitcase. "Since you showed me yours, I think ought to show you mine," I said. I opened the bottom drawer of the nightstand and said "I've got a number of things in here. Have a seat!" I got off the bed and Kim sat down. I pulled the whole drawer out and set it on the bed and rummaged around a bit to find what I was looking for. "Okay, the first thing I want to show you is this" and I held up a simple leather cock ring with snaps. Kim took it and said "I know this makes you stay hard longer, but does it do anything else?" "Yes," I said, "all the extra blood in my cock makes it bulge a little more and everything is more sensitive. When I'm jerking off, it can feel like I'm getting a blowjob." Kim said "So when you're getting a blowjob with one of these on...?" "Then it's 'Oh, Marlene, sell my clothes 'cuz I'm a-going to Heaven!'" Kim laughed and said "We'll have to be careful that you don't come to a premature end... or end in a premature cum, neither." "Here's a bottle of Kama Sutra oil, the original flavor. I love the way it tastes and it mixes well with most people's musk." I put a little bit on the tip of my index finger and held it out. Kim daintily licked my finger with the tip of her tongue and tasted it. "Mmmm, nice! she said, then suddenly engulfed my entire finger down to the base and sucked on it hard. I could feel the back of my finger touch her throat—incredible! Kim slowly drew my finger out of her mouth, finishing with a loud pop, and said "You were saying?" I set the bottle of Kama Sutra oil on the nightstand for future reference and said "Riiiiiiiight," I said, "Lessee here... Since I was about to embark on a period of bachelorhood, I bought condoms for safe sex, but I know you and I won't need 'em." Kim said "I'm glad to have broken my drought." "Me, too, sweetie." "Okay, what else? I have something you'll recognize here," and pulled out the twin to Kim's Prelude 3. Kim laughed and said "What do you use that for?" I said "Whut, you never heard of overnight guests? No, seriously, it's partly that—I've had this forever—and partly because I was trying things with vibrators at one point to see what it felt like. A swinger friend of mine said some guys responded as well to vibrators as women did, which sounded like a fun way to spend an evening if I could get the hang of it. This one didn't vibrate well enough, though; it just made me itch. Which is why I switched to this one," and I wrestled a double-headed Hitachi Magic Wand from the drawer. "OhmiGAWD," said Kim, "you use that on your penis?? You must have balls of steel, mister!" "Well, if you must know, I actually bought this one for a totally non-sexual purpose: it's wonderful for getting the kinks out of my neck after a day at the computer. I use it for that 90% of the time, but I do occasionally try wedging my cock in between the two heads and trying it on the deepest vibration. The results are mixed at best. It's much better for relaxing my neck and back." "It could be that the problem with your experiments in vibration is that you were doing them by yourself," Kim said. "Maybe you just need someone else involved." I said thoughtfully, "You know, that thought never occurred to me. I've always done this by myself and just didn't think of it." I mimed writing a note in the air. Kim looked in the drawer. "Are those nipple clamps?" She pulled up a pair of small black clips. "Yes, they are. My ex actually got these for me: I was interested in getting my nipples to be more responsive and she bought these for me one day. They worked very nicely, but I ended up playing with my nipples so much that they got far bigger than these can accommodate. Nowadays if I want a little extra nipple stimulation by myself, I use these," and I pulled out a pair of wooden clothespins. "You have got to be kidding!" Kim said. "I know it looks weird, but it works: look!" I squeezed a clothespin to open it up and then carefully positioned my nipple in the large notch for the clothesline and let go. I said "See?" Kim reached up and touched the end of the clothespin, then flicked it with her finger. It felt good and I said as much. "Now, for me, the best sensations when I'm clamping them are actually from right behind the nipple." I opened the other clothespin and clipped my nipple head on, with the jaws of the clothespin well behind the nipple and the nipple sticking into the notch. As soon as I let go, the clothespin dropped down, pulling the nipple down with it. "That doesn't feel as intense but it actually feels better. I can feel this sort of pull all the way into the base of my cock." Kim said "I know what you mean. When my nipples are being worked on, it feels like there's a line right from the nipple to my clit." "That's right!" I said. "Which doesn't change the fact that I think that using clothespins is really weird," Kim said. "How'd you come up with this... or do I wanna know?" "A swinger friend told me about it once when I was telling her I'd outgrown my starter set of nipple clamps," I replied. "It looks weird, but it feels great. Let me show you." I pulled another few clothespins from the bottom of the drawer and squeezed each in turn. I then took the one with the weakest spring and carefully positioned it on Kim's nipple. She had much bigger nipples than mine. When everything was lined up, I said "I'm going to let go slowly. If anything's pinching, let me know and I'll stop and readjust." Kim said "Okay." I slowly let the clothespin go until it was holding on to Kim's nipple by itself. Kim and Me Ch. 04 "How does that feel?" I said. Kim considered and said "A little funny. I've never had my nipples clamped before; it's always just been playing with them." She flicked the end of the clothespin as she'd done with mine. "This could have a cumulative effect, though. Leave it on and let me see in five minutes." I said "Okay. Let me do the other one so you don't end up lopsided." Kim smiled. I put the other clothespin on to match the first but Kim said "Do it so it hits the areola." I readjusted the clothespin and let go. Kim's breasts are very firm and it only dropped a little more than halfway, but Kim gasped and said "Oh! That does feel good!" She rubbed her lower abdomen and said "I can really feel that!" "Good," I said. "Let me take these off for now and we can try more later if you like." I set both pairs of clothespins on the nightstand, then I kissed and sucked each of Kim's nipples for a moment. Kim looked in the drawer and said "I don't recognize that. What is it?" Most of the rest of the drawer's contents were readily identifiable—a couple of sample size tubes of lube, a small "safe-sex" pack with a condom, a latex glove, some water-based lube, and a few pamphlets—but there was a large grey tube about fourteen inches long and four inches wide at one end. I said "That's a Fleshlight. It's a male toy." I pulled it out and unscrewed the small end. "Feel the material it's made of." Kim poked it and said "It's not the usual latex." I said "Nope, it's some kind of silicone plastic that they're proud of. When it's lubed up it feels very natural." Kim poked it again and said "I could see that." I started unscrewing the large end and said "It's basically like any other male sleeve, except that it feels a lot better. You heat it up with hot water, put Astroglide in it to lube it up, and then you plug yourself in." I showed Kim the large end, which had a fairly realistic looking vagina. Kim looked at it and said "More strangeness. I might've known, seeing as it's you." She looked up at me and said softly "Does it feel good?" I said "For a toy, it feels pretty good indeed." Kim leaned forward until our lips were almost touching and said "Will you show me how it works this weekend?" I moved closer and said against her lips "I'd be glad to, princess." Our tongues wrestled for a moment and Kim started kissing down my chest. She started sucking on my cock, which by this time was fully erect, and I said "Wait, wait, wait! You know what we should do now?" Kim lifted her mouth off my cock for a moment and said "Try to make you cum?" and went back to sucking me vigorously. "No," I said. "I'd like to take you shopping at the new Castle Superstore." Kim looked up at me and said "The big adult toy store right near the off-ramp by my office?" "That's the one." I said. "You know, for a geeky writer guy, you know an awful lot about sex." "Still waters run deep, babe, what can I say?" Kim leaned back on her elbows and said "I have known you for almost 20 years now and not once in all that time can I recall you being 'still'." "I shall ignore your feeble attempts at insults because of your great beauty and general desirability. C'mon, cutie, get dressed; we're going shopping together." We got our clothes back on with a few strategic pauses for kissing and groping. Kim looked at the drawer and her suitcase and said "Should we put the toys away?" I said "Naw, let's leave them out. The Fleshlight may get lucky with your big purple dildo." Kim laughed and I said towards the pile of stuff on the bed, "Behave yourselves, guys, and don't leave stains on the sheets while we're gone!" And shortly thereafter, we were on the road to the adult toy store. Kim and Me Ch. 05 You'll enjoy this more if you read chapters 1 through 4 of "Kim and Me" first. Please feel free to leave a vote and/or a comment. * We drove to the Castle Superstore, got out of the car, and walked in. As I held the door open for Kim, I said "Welcome to porn heaven!" Castle Superstore is something fairly new in the area. As near as I can tell, they buy up a supermarket location that wasn't working as a supermarket, remodel, and sell adult stuff of all kinds. Dildos and vibrators and lubes and whips and cuffs and feathery things and bedroom costumes and porn. Aisles and aisles of porn, sorted by class--magazines, books, video tapes, and DVDs--and type, such as straight, gay, bi, solo... there's so much porn that even the fetishes are broken into subcategories for easier shopping: big tits here, plumpers there, pregnancy and lactation over on the wall there. It's huge. And best of all, Kim had never been here before {insert oily rubbing of hands and a muted cackle coming from me here}. Just inside the front door, Kim paused and surveyed the landscape. From what I'd seen the few times I'd been there before, this was a typical reaction. It had certainly been mine. She was clearly impressed and said as much. "I've been here a few times, mostly to check it out, but I've never gone shopping here with anyone before," I said. We grabbed a cart and headed for the left side of the store. "There are a few things I'm planning on getting, but I think you ought to get the full tour." Kim took my arm as we walked and said "Oh, definitely! This is much bigger than anywhere I've been before." I said "I like it. There's lots of light and you don't stick to the carpet." We turned the corner on the leftmost aisle and I paused. "See?" I said. There was nothing but dildos and vibrators all the way down the aisle. There were shelves, bins, and wall displays. "My God, this is like IKEA for sex toys!" Kim said. "Parts of the store are more like Ace Hardware, but yup, that's about it. We ambled down the aisle. I gave Kim a chance to look at everything. She stopped to examine one item or another every few feet and kept shaking her head in amazement at either the product or the variety. About halfway down the aisle, Kim said "I didn't realize that there were this many different types in the world." "The overall purpose is about the same for all of them, I grant you, but they're all a little different in how they're going to get you there." As we came to the end of the aisle, there was a six-foot section of nipple clamps of various kinds. I stopped and held up one small package and said "These are the ones I started with that you saw earlier." I pointed out a few others that I'd looked at for myself in the past and said "See anything you like?" "I don't think this is quite the same as buying me candy and flowers, you know," Kim said. "Noooo, but it's just like what I said a moment ago," I replied. "The overall purpose is about the same for all of them, but they're all a little different in how they're going to get you there." Kim poked me and said "Yeah, yeah, yeah." After examining the contents of the rack, she said "I think I'd like to wait on nipple clamps." "Okay, sweetie, it was just a thought." We rounded the corner and found ourselves in the games and light entertainments aisle. Kim and I pointed out a couple of the sex games to each other but we both figured we'd do better on our own and more than half of them seemed to be geared to more than two players. We skipped the next couple of aisles, which were geared a lot more towards the Ace Hardware crowd, and ended up in the tattoos and piercings aisle. I pointed out some of the different kinds of piercing hardware to Kim, who was only casually familiar with most of it. "Why would I want to put a stud through my tongue?" Kim said. "It supposedly makes a big difference in the sensations when giving a blowjob... or licking a clit, for that matter," I explained. "I've never had the experience myself, but friends have said it's no big deal either way. It's more the idea of it, I think." Kim considered this. "I cannot imagine needing a tongue stud. Good technique should cover everything." I said "Boy, I'll say!" and nudged her. She grinned. We'd moved to the displays of nipple piercing hardware. "Now, a nipple piercing on the other hand is great fun." I pointed to some of the more ornate niobium rings. "They feel good and I think they look very sexy. Some of them are very pretty." Kim snapped her fingers and said, "That's right! I forgot that you'd had your nipple pierced a few years ago. But you're not wearing it now; how come?" "I took it out a couple months ago when I snagged it and bent the ring and didn't get around to putting a new one back in time. The hole's grown closed now. I wouldn't need to be repierced, but getting the new ring in would stretch and tear the skin, so I'd have to go through a rehealing process to put one back in. " "Why'd you have it done in the first place?" Kim said. "I wanted more nipple sensitivity than I was able to get. It worked really well, too." I sighed happily. "But I've still got a lot of the sensitivity now even with the nipple ring in, so it's not quite a use-it-or-lose-it deal." Kim didn't say anything but I could see she was thinking about this. We passed by the jewelry for genital piercings rather quickly. Kim said "No-one's getting near my vagina with needles, thank you very much!" "I've never had any desire to have my penis head stabbed with needles and the thought of what could happen with an infection makes me shudder," I said. "They're supposedly fun but, no, definitely not." There was a huge section of temporary tattoos. I stopped in the middle of it and said "Now, I want to select some tattoos for you so you can see what they look like." We dug around and eliminated sheets of roses and barbed wire, skulls, unicorns, bunny rabbits, and Winnie-the-Pooh characters. We ended up with a couple of big sheets of flowers and vines for anklets and a big one for Kim's lower back. She wouldn't be able to see it directly, but I would. Kim added a large blue and gold koi design for my leg, saying "I want to see you with one of these, too." "Fine with me, honey; I like tattoos." We looked down the next two aisles were nothing but racks of glossy magazines of all kinds. I said "I was thinking of movies, actually; magazines are hard to do together." "Sounds good to me, too." The DVD section covered a lot of floor. I turned to Kim and said "What kinds of films do you like?" Kim thought briefly. "Umm... I like straight stuff, mostly, although I occasionally like to get something with woman masturbating by themselves. If I'm in the mood for it, it gets me very hot. But I usually look for couples videos. Candida Royalle's movies are my favorites. What about you?" "I like all that, but I also like amateur compilations: you know, people who aren't professionals and who look like real people fucking. I'm not a fan of anal sex, so I skip those. I also like stuff from the 80s, when women looked like women. I can't stand a lot of the porn flicks today; the women... well, and the men, too, tend to look like they've been genetically engineered. And they're shaved, too; I've always preferred hair." Kim smiled. "And you know how I feel about women who're a little plump and have big boobs," I said, giving her waist a squeeze. Kim squeezed my arm in return and said "Yes, I think I do." "Why don't you choose a favorite and I choose a favorite and we share them?" I said. "So we can share a few hot fantasies? You bet!" "I know what I'm going to look for already," I said. "'Candystripers.'" We headed for the "Classics" section and I found a copy of "Candystripers" easily. Kim looked at the box and said "Young nurses?" "Well, candystripers, but yes." "Why do guys like nurse fantasies so much?" Kim asked. "I couldn't say," I replied. "Maybe it's the idea that you've got potentially attractive women leaning over you and working on your scantily clad body while you're in bed. Maybe it's the sponge baths. Maybe it's the uniforms. What do you think?" "Maybe it's just because you're all horndogs." "True, but is there a point there anywhere?" "No, no, just observing." Kim looked around and said "Ah, there's the Couples video section." We walked over to the "Couples" section and Kim picked up "Bridal Shower" and showed it to me. "This is one of Candida Royalle's best films," she said. I looked at the back of the box. "Oh, far out, it's got Candida Royalle and Nina Hartley both!" Kim said "And it's very hot stuff for me, too. You'll see." "Coooooool." We headed up front. The clerk was a rather gothic woman in her mid-20s with a lot of visible tattoos and 3 piercings in each ear. Not bad, although she was a bit on the skinny side. She had a great attitude and gave us a big smile when she had finished ringing us up. We smiled back and left. As we got into the car, I said "What'd you think of the tattoos?" Kim said "I admit that they look really great, but I'd have to get tattoos that aren't visible to the average person so I don't scare my clients." "I understand that," I said. "If I'm speaking to a group on management processes, it's a tougher sell if I've got tats showing. People that can afford to pay my speaking fees are not noted for their body modifications." I started the car and said "It's about 5:30. Are you hungry?" Kim said "Not very. I could wait another hour or two." "Me, too, and I'd like to do something outside while we've still got daylight and this nice weather," I said. "Uhhh.... when does the zoo close?" "I think it closes at 6:00 this time of year, so that's not going to work today, but we could walk around Greenlake. That'd take maybe an hour and we'd work up an appetite, too." "Outstanding idea," I said. "Let's go!" We drove to Greenlake and I found a parking space. We got out and walked to the lakeshore. "Clockwise or counterclockwise?" Kim asked. "Oh, counterclockwise, I guess." Both of us were familiar with Greenlake and the natural scenery. We'd never walked together for any distance and I discovered to my great pleasure that we could have an arm around each other's waists and walk together easily. It felt mighty good. We talked about miscellaneous things related to our jobs and people we both knew for about half the lake, then, when we ran out of things to talk about, we just enjoyed walking together. The weather was lovely and the sun was getting low in the west. As we rounded the turn to the last quarter mile of the path, Kim said "Tell me what you were talking about earlier today." "What?" I said. "That thing that was going to be 'a safe and exhibitionistic thrill' I think you said." "Sure," I said. "Okay, you remember that I wrote an article about four years ago on web cams and video chatting? Web cams had just come out about then and one of the magazines I work for had me do a feature on web cams and video conferencing from your home computer." "Yes, I do. You sent me a couple of pictures of you trying to work with the cats sleeping on top of the computer and blocking the keyboard," Kim said. "Right, that's it. Well, what I discovered while I was writing the article was that, just like BBSes in the 80s and early 90s, there were adult chats going on in this venue, too, except that it wasn't just typing. People were using the cameras so they could show each other what they were doing while they were busy typing one-handed." "So you're saying that there are people with cameras focused on themselves while they jerk off?" Kim said. "Not just that: there are lots of couples on there, too, so there are people doing things to each other on camera as well," I replied. Kim stopped walking and said, "Can just anyone do this?" "Yeah," I said. "But there are lots of adult webcamming groups; the software most people use doesn't support more than about a dozen folks on at a time. A lot of the better webcamming groups require that you apply for membership so they can screen people for being reasonable adults and not just jerks. It's all free. I'm in about nine different private groups and there are a number of public ones that are okay, too." "Is this anonymous?" Kim said. "Fairly, but there's the old rule that things on the Internet take on a life of their own so you just never know," I said. "I know a few people who wear masks and some who don't let their face show on camera. But most aren't too concerned one way or another. And you can always just go private." "Go private?" "Yes, that's where you get into a one-on-one session with someone. That way you're not revealing your face to a dozen or more people who you may or may not know; it's just one person who you may have gotten to know fairly well online before doing this." "So, it's like phone sex but with cameras?" Kim asked. "Exactly!" I said. "But you also have a measure of anonymity: no-one knows your phone number or real name if you don't want 'em to. As a matter of fact, chances are good they won't even know which portion of the continent you're on. One group I'm very fond of has people from Europe and Italy in it. There are lots of pretty people of both sexes and none of 'em are the least bit shy about displaying themselves online" Kim pulled close to me and kissed me hungrily. "I knew you weren't shy about things like this, but I never knew you liked showing like this. This makes me so hot! Just thinking about it makes me wish I could blow you right here in front of everyone!" She kissed me again and her tongue was deep in my mouth. I could feel her hands all over me. Kim moved in close and used our embrace to hide her hand cupping my cock and rubbing me up and down. "I'm getting turned on seeing how hot you're getting," I said. "Let's head back to my house. There are probably people on in a couple of the East Coast groups and you can see what it's like for yourself." We walked the last few hundred yards of lakeshore quickly and hurried back to the car. We pulled out of the lot and headed back towards my house. It was about a 10-minute drive. I looked over at Kim and saw that she was looking flushed. Her nostrils were flared and she was breathing heavily. "I never knew this turned you on so much," I said. "Oh, gawd, yes!" Kim said. Like I said earlier, I've only been able to do a little of this in the past and I've never done anything half so hot as this." She pressed her jeans over her crotch. "God, I'm so hot I think I'm leaking." I said "Check and see. I want to know." Kim made a small noise like a puff of steam escaping at this and looked at me. I nodded and said "Please, Kim, I'd love it." She tried to unzip her jeans but her fingers were shaking too hard to do it, so and she finally just unsnapped them and pulled them apart. She dipped her left hand into her panties and bent forward and said "Ohhh!" Kim leaned back and said "I am very wet! Look at this!" She arched her hand and cupped her fingers slightly and held them out to me. They were covered with a wet sheen of her juices. I held her wrist and licked and sucked her fingers while driving carefully with one hand. Kim wiggled in her seat and then said "I need my hand back!" I let go and she shoved her hand back into her panties. She leaned back and closed her eyes and started masturbating. (I couldn't get home fast enough at this point, but figured I'd better drive carefully for the last half mile with all this distraction.) From the motions, Kim was running her fingers up and down the length of her slit. She pulled her panties out further to get better access and plunged three fingers into herself repeatedly. There were squishing sounds and I could see that her panties were soaked up the front. Thankfully, we pulled into my carport about this time. I couldn't tell you what the last eight blocks had been like because I wasn't watching them very closely. I was just glad we hadn't hit a parked car or gotten pulled over in the middle of this. I shut the car off, but Kim didn't notice; she was lost in her own world. With my hands free, I reached over and squeezed her breasts. She opened her eyes and looked at me and started cumming. It started with a gasp, then a cry, and then it became a full deep yell. I held her tightly and felt her whole body shake while she kept digging her fingers deep inside herself. When she stopped cumming, she looked at the carport and said "I'm glad we're home." We said nothing for a moment and then looked at each other and started laughing. Kim pulled her fingers out of her panties. They were covered with cum and she wiped them off on her jeans, then zipped her pants up. "Let me see if my legs work after that." They almost didn't, as a matter of fact; Kim had to take a moment to stand up. As soon as she did so, I started laughing again. Kim turned around and said, angrily, "What's so funny?" I pointed to the passenger seat and said "Look." On the gray seat cushion was a long dark strip of moisture where Kim had been sitting. Kim blushed scarlet and said "Oh, dear God!" in a small voice. I said "Turn around for a moment, honey." She did so, a bit reluctantly. She looked over her shoulder and said "What?" I said "I'm looking for evidence... oh, yeah, there it is." I traced a large damp spot that extended all over the seat of her jeans and down the inside of the thighs a bit. "It's good that you're wearing black jeans right now because you really have to be looking to see anything." I heard a small "Oh" from Kim. "Of course, I could smell how hot you are a couple blocks away right now," I said. "I'm so embarrassed!" said Kim. I got out of the car and came around to her side of the car and took her in my arms. "Hey, honey, I don't mind a bit. And the car's easy to clean and if it doesn't... it'll smell like you and that beats a new car smell any day of the week." I felt Kim relax a little and then she said, "This weekend is already off the charts strange for me and it's not even Saturday yet... but I really like the way this is going." She looked deep into my eyes and said "I want to take you inside. Besides which, we have tattoos to apply and things to try. And I think I'd like to nibble on something." "Me or food?" "Whatever's on the menu. C'mon, big guy." Kim and Me Ch. 06 You'll enjoy this more if you read chapters 1 through 5 of "Kim and Me" first. Kim and I walked into the house, Kim a bit more damply than me. When we got inside, I said, "Petal, if you like, I'll throw your jeans and panties into the wash so you can wear them tomorrow if you like." Kim said "Despite the fact that I think you're just trying to get my clothes off, it's probably a good idea." "You may want to take a bubble bath and I can prepare some kind of nibbly food or even a full dinner," I said. "Okay, you're definitely trying to get me naked, but for a bubble bath, I'm willing to go along with this idea," Kim said. I got a fluffy bath sheet from the towel closet next to the bathroom and handed it to Kim. I picked up a small bottle from the bathroom counter. "I have several different kinds of bubble bath but I think you'll like this one." I opened the bottle and held it under her nose. Kim sniffed and said, "Ooooh, yes, I do! It's very exotic. What is it?' "It's got several different scents, but the strongest are Tunisian frankincense and amber. I get it down at a little shop in the Pike Street Market. Would you like to try it?" I said. Kim said "I think I'm going to try this one—" she picked up an orange and lavender bubble bath package from a basket of bath salts "—and save the exotic one for tomorrow." She looked in the mirror for a minute and said "What would you like me to change into? Since we're not going out again this evening, I could get into one of those pretty nighties." "What makes you feel prettiest?" I asked. "The white lace one" Kim said instantly. "It holds my breasts up and the friction of the lace on my nipples makes them rock hard when I'm wearing it. And the panties that go with it are crotchless." "Are they now?" I said. "Yes. It makes me hot. I can play with any of my toys with them on and the panties don't get in the way," Kim said. In a softer voice, she said "You could fuck me with them on if you like." "I like!" I said enthusiastically. "Although I can think of another possibility for that outfit if you like." "What's that?" Kim said. "You could wear it when we webcam." "Mmmmmmm!" "So you could look very pretty for the admiring audience and you could even play with your big purple dildo. ""Ohhhh, God!" Kim said. "That would be amazing." "Throw your clothes down the laundry chute over there and leap into the bath. I'll start the laundry and get us something in the way of food and we can figure out what happens next then." Kim threw her arms around my neck and said "You're the most wonderful man!" I kissed her and said, "The fan club has a lot to do with that." Kim gave me a smile full of dimples and headed into the bathroom. As I walked to the kitchen to start digging a few things out of the refrigerator, I heard the bathwater running and then the sounds of the bit of Gilbert & Sullivan that I was rapidly becoming accustomed to Kim singing whenever she was happy. From down the hall, the laundry chute door banged and, a moment later, I heard the sound of the suitcase being zipped open and then shut again. I had just put a tray of frozen pot-stickers in the oven when Kim walked into the kitchen stark naked, carrying the white lace nightie in one hand and the panties in the other. I took one look at her and said "My God, you are one hot babe!" "Why, thank you, sir!" Kim said with a slight curtsy. She held the lace nightie and panties up to herself and said "See anything you like?" "Absoposidefilutely!" I said. "Let me see..." I put my hand between her legs and tickled her lips with my middle finger. Kim was still hot and sticky from her session in the car 10 minutes before, so my finger didn't meet any resistance. Kim said "Ohhhhhh!" and bit her lip. We stood there in the kitchen almost motionless. Kim had her legs spread and I was standing in front of her feeling her up. After a minute or two of gentle finger-fucking, I said, "The bath awaits," and pulled my hand away from her pussy. My finger was delightfully sticky and I sucked the tip noisily. Kim took a deep breath and said "You are pure evil and must be destroyed... and I'm just the woman to do it!" "Good; I'd hate to think I got a cut-rate demon-hunter." I kissed her juicily and said "I'm going downstairs to start the laundry. Back in a few minutes." Kim walked to the bathroom. I heard the water stop running and there was a gentle sploosh as she got in to the tub, followed by a long, ritual "Ahhhhhhhhhhh!" I smiled and walked downstairs. Kim's jeans and panties were on top of the laundry stack, along with the pullover blouse she'd been wearing. The blouse was a cold wash as it turned out, so I set it aside for the next load and sorted out a few pairs of jeans and miscellaneous cotton shirts of my own from the stack and threw them into the washing machine. I picked up Kim's jeans to add them to the load and felt how wet they'd gotten. I dropped them in and then picked up her cotton panties, which had two small patches of dryness left, off to the sides. The rest of the fabric had gotten soaked. I buried my face in the crotch and smelled the fresh aroma of Kim in full rut. The smell made my dick throb. I threw them into the machine, dropped in detergent, and started the load. I walked back upstairs and checked the oven timer. We still had another ten minutes for the potstickers. I hollered "Kim, would you like a glass of wine in there?" Kim hollered back, "I'd love one! What have you got?" "Oh, you know me; I've got some of everything. But I might suggest a Riesling for now. I have an ice wine for late night cheese and cracker mode, but that's for much later." "You sure know how to bowl a girl over! And yes, Riesling's fine!" "Thank you, thank you!" I said. I popped the cork and poured glasses of wine for each of us and carried them into the bathroom. Kim was marinating in the oversized tub, framed but not hidden by bubbles. I waited for her to sit up a little, admiring how her breasts came further out of the water when she did so, and handed her a glass, then sat down on the edge of the tub. We clinked and drank. Kim swallowed and said, "Lovely stuff!" "I picked it up for us earlier today." I took another sip and said "It's very nice. I like the fresh taste." Kim inhaled the bouquet for a moment. "Smells almost like pears." She took another swallow. I inhaled and said "You're right. I like this. I'll have to get some more for next time." I shifted the glass to my other hand so I could reach into the water and caress Kim's thigh. Kim ran her hand up my arm and said "You want to do this again?" I said "Oh, heavens, yes! I don't know when I've had a better time with someone. I don't see why we wouldn't want to do this again." "Good. I've never had a better time, either," Kim said. "This is fantastic. I've been completely turned on since Thursday." I moved my hand up to Kim's pussy and said "I'm very pleased, sweetie." Kim took another sip of wine, leaned back a little, and said "Mmmmm. You really like playing with me, don't you?" "Is this some kind of a trick question? Of course I like playing with you! I can't get enough of you." Kim sank down into the tub a little more and put her feet up on the sides of the tub so she could spread her legs. Her pussy was just at the water line, covered with bubbles. She handed me her glass and I set it on the floor. One more sip of wine and I put mine next to it. I teased Kim's clit for a couple minutes. She started rubbing her nipples and breathing deeply. I said "Would you like to cum again?" Kim said dreamily "Yes, please." I paused my stroking and said "We could wait, you know." Kim opened her eyes and said "If you don't keep rubbing me, I'm going to pull you into the tub right now and drown you." I said "Well, if you put it like that...." I resumed my rubbing and Kim closed her eyes again and sank into the tub until her shoulders were submerged. Spreading her pussy lips with my two fingers, I rubbed her clit from underneath with my thumb. Kim started shaking slightly so I sped up a little. She crested quickly and noisily and made a deep throaty noise for about 10 seconds. Kim grabbed my wrist with both hands and pushed my hand away and said "Stop, stop, stop!" "I'm simply dazzled at how big you cum. And how often," I said. "It's you," Kim said. "Really?" "It's true. Ever since yesterday afternoon, as soon as I cum, I feel like I should count to three and do it again. I keep throbbing and leaking. It's just obscene. I love it!" "I feel about the same, Kim. I'm in massive and total lust with you." I sighed. "Are you done in the tub?" "Yes." "Good. If you'll get out, I'm going to get in for a couple minutes, by which time the potstickers should be done." I stood up and started taking off my shirt. Kim said "You're making potstickers?" "Yes," I said, "frozen ones. If you'd like tea with them, we can brew a pot, then eat potstickers and we can see who's on the net at this point." "You treat me very nicely!" Kim said. She held her hand out to me and I helped her out of the tub. She looked incredible, too. Kim was all wet and had blobs of foam all over her. Her nipples were erect and her pussy lips were slightly distended. Her mound, always a little plump, looked very full. I set my shirt on the counter and picked up the towel. Kim raised her arms and I started drying her off slowly. It took a few minutes and I made sure everything was completely and carefully blotted dry. Kim approved of my attention to detail very audibly. I finished undressing and got into the tub. I ran a little more hot water. Kim was standing naked and pink next to the tub. She knelt down by the side of the tub and handed me my wine from the floor. I said "Thank you, honey, you treat me very nicely, too." Kim picked her glass up and leaned over to me and whispered "Do you need my help washing?" "What did you have in mind?" "Oh, I'd hate to think that you weren't clean from head to toe. Or from your stern to your stem." "Yes, sweetie, please." Kim trailed her hand down my chest and washed my stomach with the flat of her hand. She moved lower and rubbed above the base of my cock, which was sticking up slightly above the water. Kim slid her hand down the front of my thigh and then up the inside of my thigh until she was cupping my balls. I felt her fingers slide down until they were pressing against my asshole. Kim pressed up a little and my prostate throbbed in response. She moved her hand back up and snaked it around my cock. I said "Oh, yeah!" Kim started to stroke my cock. I moved my hips up, fucking into her hand. Kim smiled and stroked a little harder. Things were feeling very good, but all of a sudden I heard the timer go off on the oven. "Oh, damn!" I said. "I could take care of it for you and be back in a flash," Kim said. "No, I'll do it; the oven's annoying and I don't want to risk you burning yourself." I stood up and was about to step out when Kim pointed. I looked down and saw a great ball of bubbles on the tip of my very erect cock. It looked for all the world like a big mushroom. Kim said "You've got a bad case of puffballs, mister!" and exploded with laughter. I laughed, too, and shook from side to side to dislodge the foam. Most of it fell off, but I still had a foam beard. I sighed. "Give me that towel, you evil creature!" Kim handed me the towel, still snickering. I toweled off quickly and headed into the kitchen to deal with the potstickers. The oven didn't prove to be any more annoying than usual, which is to say that I got a small burn on my left wrist as I pulled the tray of potstickers out. In response to my "Ouch!" Kim hollered from the bedroom "Are you okay?" I hollered back "Yes, but I am really looking forward to remodeling the kitchen and getting rid of this oven!" Remembering that I was nude and that part of me was sticking out much further than usual, I moved very slowly and carefully as I set the tray down on a trivet. I arranged the potstickers on a large plate and got out a jar of hoisin sauce and spooned a little into the center of the plate. I had just grabbed a couple pairs of chopsticks and two napkins from the drawer when I heard Kim's voice at the door to the kitchen say "John?" I looked up... and dropped the napkins. Kim had put on the white lace nightie. True to her words, it was a tie-around vest in lace with big ties in the front. The ties were clearly straining slightly to hold her breasts in place, which were covered with a frilly lace. Kim's nipples were dark and engorged and stuck out over half an inch, dimpling the lace. The panties were in a matching lace but it was obvious they were crotchless: there was a diamond-shaped hole where I normally would have expected fabric. Kim's hairy pussy was framed in lace but not obstructed at all. The thing I hadn't expected was that Kim also had on some kind of high-heeled "fuck-me" shoes made especially for bedroom wear. They were some kind of clear plastic with vinyl straps and they had an ankle strap with a large lace bow. Kim stood there with one leg forward and her hands on her hips. I'd never seen anything so hot and sexy in my life and I could only stand and stare. I realized my mouth was open and I remember thinking "Close your mouth; you look like a fool" and then not being able to close it. I thought "Close your mouth, you idiot!" and nothing happened still. I shook my head a moment to break the spell and woke up a little; then I could close my mouth. Closing my mouth was about the only thing I was able to do, though. Speech was clearly out of the question. Kim said "You like this?" and I wasn't able to do more than make a little gasping noise at first. I managed to nod and then said "Yes." Kim came up to me and said "You didn't have to say anything. I already knew you liked it. Look!" She reached down and I felt her touch the head of my cock gently. She brought her finger up to show me a huge, glistening drop of precum. I looked down and saw a splash on the floor where the first drop of precum had hit. As I looked, I could see another drop starting to form. Kim licked the drop off of her finger and said "God, that's sweet!" She dropped to her knees in front of me and said "You were interrupted in the bathroom. I'm going to finish you off right here." She plunged her mouth over my cock all the way to the base. I threw my head back and half-groaned, half-yelled. Kim held on to my ass and slammed me in and out. I put my hands on her head and pushed hard into her, fucking deep into her mouth. There was no finesse, no tongue-swirling; this was just hard lust filling her up. I started to cum and I didn't stop thrusting. The cum felt like it was flowing out of my cock in a stream: no spurting, just one continuous wave that peaked every so often. Kim slurped hard three or four times and gulped once and there was cum dripping on the floor and I was still cumming! She grabbed my ass and slammed me forward so that her tongue was tickling my balls and her mouth was wide open and she just held me there. I pressed her head into me hard and arched my back and felt my cum pumping and pumping for another few squirts. Kim pushed on my thighs to let her go and my cock fell out of her mouth. I was slightly deflated and there was cum and saliva all over my crotch, Kim, and the floor. I was still leaking cum but the flood had died down to a trickle. Kim wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and licked her lips. She surveyed herself and the floor, smiled, and said "We may end up taking a lot of showers and baths in this relationship." I handed her a clean dishtowel and she wiped her face and chest, then carefully wiped my cock and balls off, blotting the cum out of my pubic hair as well. I knelt down with her and we hugged and kissed hotly. "God, I love you, Kim," I said. Kim said "I love you, too." She hugged me tighter. "You're the hottest woman I've ever known. And I've known you forever. Wonderful!" I kissed her again and reveled in the smell of my cum on her breath. Kim kissed me back for a moment and said "I like this, but my knees are killing me on this floor." "Uhh, mine, too, actually." I stood up and helped her up, which was a bit tricky for her with the hot shoes on. "Just a moment," I said, and I bent down and wiped up the wet spots on the floor. While I was down there, I kissed the insides of Kim's thighs and ran my nose across her pussy. Yes, Kim was still very hot. "I think we should go downstairs to my office. I was just about to announce that the potstickers were ready when you distracted me." I looked down at myself. "But I think I'm a trifle underdressed. Give me one second." With a quick kiss, I ran down the hall to my bedroom and snagged a light, short cotton kimono. It had a pretty blue Japanese print design on it and it was big enough to wrap around but didn't conceal much. But it'd keep me covered and would also block the occasional stray food drip while we ate. When I returned, Kim said "You look handsome! Ask nicely and you might get your way with me." I preened my hair and said "Can I have my way with you, cutie?" "Okay!" Kim said brightly. "Lead the way!" "In this case, the way is downstairs." I picked up the plate, the chopsticks, and the napkins and said "Walk this way." "If I could walk that way, I wouldn't need the straight line." We headed down to my office. The house was large enough that I had turned much of the bottom half into my office. The main office area was 22' x 13' and I had lined it with 6' conference tables to create an 18' desk area, then put the monitors, printers, and other equipment down the desk. I could have several different work areas or even have a second person in working (which happened occasionally). Best of all, though, this had originally been a family room and so there was a second fireplace here (there was another large fireplace upstairs in the living room). The weather had been good but the night was cool enough that a fire was not a bad idea. I chucked a handful of kindling and a few pieces of presto-log on the grate and then positioned a few chunks of an old apple tree that my neighbors had taken down when it got past the point of reviving. I balled up a few sheets of newspaper and shoved them under the grate and lit them. I turned and said "We'll have a fire pretty quick." I'd set the plate down near the main computer station on the desk. I pulled up a second chair for Kim, who sat down daintily. She took a napkin and spread it over her chest. I handed her a pair of chopsticks and said "Right! You dig in and I'll show you how this works." Kim speared a potsticker, dipped it lightly in hoisin sauce, and took a big bite. Around the mouthful of food, she said "Fire away!" "Okay, then. Here's the camera," I said, pointing to a webcam on the desk. "What we do is log onto an internet relay chat area and see who's on." I could see Kim trying to swallow quickly to ask me the obvious question and I said "An internet relay chat area is just like a BBS or AOL or CompuServe chat room except that it's on a server somewhere on the net." Kim nodded and swallowed and said "Yes, that was it, thank you." "Once we see who's on, we can see where we'd like to log on and then the fun begins." "Can you keep the camera off me until I have a chance to get used to this?" Kim said. She sounded a little nervous. "Of course, sweetie. And before we go any further, I just thought of something since we're down here." I took a big bite of a potsticker, then walked into the laundry room and hollered "Just a moment!" Everything in the washing machine went into the dryer. I added a Bounce sheet, washed the smell of fabric softener off of my hands in the laundry sink, then walked back to where Kim was and sat down next to her. Kim and Me Ch. 06 Kim gave me a little hug and said "I do so love a man who's actually house-trained." "I even can do dishes and make a bed," I replied. "Amazing!" Kim said. "A penis and a brain! You're truly gifted." She kissed my shoulder, then picked up her chopsticks again and attacked another potsticker. "As I was saying!" I said pointedly. "Let me start mIRC and we'll log on." I navigated my way through the normal start up procedure and logged into three of my favorite IRC hangouts. It was early, so there weren't as many of the folks I knew, but there were several in one of my favorite groups. I sent greetings to a few of them and told them that I'd be logging on in a moment, then I turned to Kim. "Okay, this is where I'm about to log on. It's a private group run by a couple on the East Coast, Phil and Betty. He's a big guy with a beard and she's a slim, dark woman with the longest black hair I've ever seen." "How long?" "Like Lady Godiva. It goes down to her knees. All the guys in the group are very impressed." I paused and said "Actually, I think everyone is, now that I think of it." "Oh, wow!" "There are lots of other people on the group, too, of course, men and women both. Are you ready for this?" Kim shivered slightly, but she said "Yes, I really want to see what this is like." "Okay then, let me get us set up and we can log on." I started the CuSeeMe software. My video window opened up and a picture of my chest appeared. "That's what the camera's seeing?" Kim asked. "Yup. We're not online right now; we're just talking to the camera. Here's you." I turned the camera so that it was now staring at Kim's chest. "That's just like you," Kim said. "Any excuse to look at my chest." "Ah, but now there's a difference!" I said. I poked a Ctrl-key combination on the board and there was a noise on the speaker like a camera snapping a picture. "What was that?" Kim said suspiciously. "One second and you'll see. Ah, there we go!" The picture I'd just snapped of Kim's lace-covered breasts popped up on the screen. "You're terrible!" Kim said, then giggled. "Actually, they do look pretty, don't they?" "Phenomenal," I agreed. I erased the picture and Kim said "Didn't you want to save it?" "Oh, definitely, but I'm sure we'll have a chance to shoot more later." The apple logs had started to catch nicely and the fire was beginning to warm and brighten the room. Kim stretched. "These shoes are very pretty, but I'm going to take them off for the time being. I want to put my feet in your lap." "Okay," I said, "but I'd love to see you wearing them later. Maybe nothing else, but I'd love to see you with just the shoes on." "I think that can be arranged," Kim said. She unsnapped the straps and pushed the shoes under the desk on the far side of her, then lifted her legs and gently set her feet in my lap. I put one hand on them and petted and squeezed them while I adjusted the camera with the other. My face appeared in the video monitor window and I got the brightness and contrast set. "I look smug," I said. "You sure do," Kim said. "Can't imagine why, though." "Oh, gosh, let me think... girl of my dreams, blah, blah, blah, hot weekend, bubble bath, blah, blah, blah, pussy juice everywhere, blah, blah, lacey nighties and fuck-me shoes, blah, blah, blowjobs in the kitchen, blah, blah, blah, blah... no, Kim, I can't think of a damn thing." I said. Kim dug her heel into my thigh. I said "Ow! Well, maybe one or two things, at that." I picked up the offending foot and kissed the top of it. "Even three if I think really hard." I grabbed her big toe with my lips and shook my head, then sucked a couple of her toes into my mouth. Kim immediately leaned forward and said "Stop, I give, that's too ticklish!" I put her foot back down and petted it again. "I've got the video all set up. Last chance to say 'no,' petal." I said. "Go for it!" Kim said. I clicked the entry for the webcam reflector and we logged on. The list of other attendees popped up. I pointed to the list. "Okay, Betty's on right now but Phil isn't, which is usual for this time of day. Phil works swing shift and doesn't get home until after midnight Eastern time." I pointed at a few other names. "Honeybare is a plump brunette in Hawaii, Eduardo's a doctor in Belgium who is amazingly well-hung, Lynn's an incredible blond in Alaska who looks like Loretta Swit from 'MASH', and..." I scanned the names "There aren't any couples on at the moment, darnit." "That's okay, John, I want to see this from your point of view for right now," Kim said. "Do you want me to mention you're here at all?" I asked. "Does it make a difference?" Kim said. "Well, if I say something like 'Hi, guys, I've got someone with me,' everyone's going to immediately turn my video on to see what happens next. Rule Number One with webcamming is that we are all in this because we're a cheap, sensation-seeking crowd. What's your preference?" "Go ahead and say you've got someone with you but don't put the camera on me," Kim said. "I won't show your face, but they can already see I've got someone here," I said, pointing to Kim's feet in my lap. "The red toenails are going to give away the fact that it's probably someone female." "You think they'd like something with feet?" Kim said. "Who knows?" I replied. "It's worth a try." I entered a few lines in the chat dialog box saying that I was here and it was nice to see everyone again and that I had a truly gorgeous woman here with me. As I expected, the indicators by everyone's name in the list all slammed on. We had everyone's complete attention. I pointed to the chat dialog and said "They seem to like your feet." Messages were coming in to say that the various group members thought my unnamed companion's feet were very pretty and they liked the polish. I replied that I agreed very keenly and that the rest of her was pretty good, too, but this was her first time and she was nervous about showing up on camera. "This group is screened by the membership process, so you're not going to get people yelling at you as if you're a stripper or something. Churlish behavior will get you thrown out of most private groups and besides, people know that if they're patient, you probably will do something fun. Whey else would you be here?" I explained. Kim was staring at the screen. I had popped a few windows open, mostly for women but also for Eduardo. "Do you like watching men, too?" she said. "Yes, it can be fun. I mean, I like watching myself in a mirror and I sure do like watching men and women doing it in porn films, so yeah, seeing a guy jerk off can be really hot, too," I said. "There's a lot about you I never suspected," Kim said thoughtfully. She reached up and stroked her nipples a couple times and then shivered and stretched. "What do you usually do at this point?" "Well, it depends on who's on, of course, but if there's someone I like watching on camera, I may start stroking myself a little. The camera's showing my face and my lap, so people can see what I'm doing. Once I get going really hot, I'm likely to shift the camera so it's just showing me jerking off. Whoever wants to watch can." "How about if someone were to start rubbing your cock for you?" Kim said. "Oh, that'd be a real hit with the crowd, I'm sure." "Good. This is getting me really amped up. Tell them I'm going to jerk you off a little." "Oh, gladly!" I typed "Kim says she's going to jerk me off a little now." I got a couple of "Attaboy!" and "You go, girl!" messages in return. Kim moved her feet from my lap and scooted her chair over. She was still mostly off camera, but the group could see her right hand reach across my chest, open my kimono, and tweak my nipples. Kim's hand then moved straight down my chest and wrapped around my shaft and slowly started rubbing me up and down. "This feels great!" I said. "I've never been able to do this with anyone before and I am really getting a charge out of feeling like I'm on stage with you in front of them. Thank you, love." "It gets me really hot for the same reason. There's a sense of... well, power and kinda... domination that goes with it, like I'm thinking 'Bow down and worship me!' when they're staring at my wet pussy." Kim kept moving up and down my shaft with smooth, long strokes that went all the way up to the head and back down. I glanced at the chat dialog box. There were several comments of encouragement and quite a few compliments. I pointed this out to Kim and said "They like it." Kim smiled and said "Good." I heard a queep come from the computer. A private message had come in from Lynn in Alaska, who said "She's got a very pretty arm. Does she like watching girls?" I said to Kim "Lynn wants to know if you like watching girls." "I'm fine with watching girls. What's she going to do?" "Knowing Lynn, I think she's going to do something with a dildo," I said. "Oh, my God!" Kim said. "Have you got her window open?" "Upper left corner. Here..." I expanded the window from the smaller monitoring size to its full size, which took up much of the screen. I rearranged the other windows so we could still see all of them. Eduoardo had moved his camera so we could get a good view of him jerking off. Kim said "Mmmmm, you're right, he is very well-hung." "Most of the guys in the group are rather envious," I agreed. Lynn had been adjusting her camera and was now apparently ready to go. Her face was no longer visible, but we had a good view of her from her chin to her knees. In addition to looking like Loretta Swit, Lynn had large, freckled breasts and was clean-shaven. She was sitting naked in a chair and her legs were hooked in the chair legs. I typed a private message to her that simply said "Nice." Kim was clearly impressed with all of this. Her eyes were glued to Lynn's image on the screen, but she didn't stop stroking my cock. As I'd expected, Lynn picked up a long straight dildo and I saw her suck the tip for a moment, then she spread her bare pink pussy lips and slipped the tip between them. Twisting her hand back and forth slightly, she pushed about half the dildo inside her. Kim gasped and pulled her hand away from my cock to her mouth and said "Oh, my God, ohmigawd!" A moment later, Eduardo sent a message asking why Kim had stopped and I replied that she was taken with what Lynn was doing. Meanwhile, Lynn had gotten going with the dildo and was pushing it in and out of her deeply. "People really do this every night here?" Kim said. "And during the day and on a lot of different channels," I said. "This is going on 24/7 somewhere on the internet." "Oh, my God!" Kim said again. She stood up suddenly and said "God, this is doing things to me, I don't know what I want to do!" Kim looked at Lynn's video again. Lynn was leaning way back in her chair and fucking herself with the dildo while spreading the lips of her pussy with two fingers of her other hand. "Can I talk to her?" Kim said. "Type to her or talk to her?" I said. "You can do both." "I can talk to her?" Kim said. "Yes, you can," I said, pointing at the mike on top of the monitor, "but it doesn't work really well in conferences. It'll be a lot easier to type to her." "How do I send her a private message?" Kim said. "Put 'slash P Lynn' in front of the message and only she will see it." Kim sat down again and I handed her the keyboard so she could type off camera. :Hi, Lynn. This is Kim. John's letting me type to you.: A moment later, Lynn sent back :Hi, Kim. You like the show?: :YES!!! I'm an exhibitionist too and this is making me sticky.: :I still get very hot doing this. It's fun. Hi, John, BTW!!: "Tell her I say hi, back, please," I said. :John says hi back. Do you worry about showing your face? I've never done this before.: :I don't go on any of the public reflectors and I'm not worried about the private ones like this, so no.: :Would you like to watch if I do?: :I think!everyone! will want to watch if you do. :) Go for it!: Since Kim was busy typing, I'd been stroking myself during the interchange. Lynn had had to stop her masturbating, too, although she had been pausing in between responses to move the dildo some more. In between times, she left the dildo in her most of the way and typed. A couple of times, I saw her squeeze her thighs together hard, which must have moved the dildo a little. Kim stood up and said "I'll be right back." She headed upstairs and down the hall toward the bedroom. I noticed that there was a wet stripe on her chair like the one she'd left in my car earlier. I hollered "Kim? Bring a couple towels with you when you come back down, please!" A second later, I heard an embarrassed wail: "Please don't tell me I'm leaving wet spots again!" "Only a little one." Kim made a distressed noise. "It'll be fine," I yelled. "Think of the towels as something preventive, sweetie!" I took the keyboard and typed "I think Kim's going to get on camera in a moment." A couple of recent additions to the member list opened windows on me and I saw that Bill and Ginger, a lovely couple from Nevada, were online. I typed a private message to them that said "I have a friend here you'll like watching. I think she's getting on camera in a moment." Bill responded with "Cool! Ginger says hi and she's settling in to watch." I knew that when Ginger settled in to watch, it usually meant that she was getting revved up watching the rest of us for a while before sucking Bill off on camera. It sounded like it might be a memorable evening for everyone. Kim came back downstairs with her big purple dildo in one hand and our two bath towels slung over her shoulder. She looked at her chair and sighed. "Don't worry, I don't mind," I said. Kim spread the towel on the chair. I took the other towel and did the same with mine. "Better safe than sorry," I said. Kim smiled. "I wanted to play along with Lynn. And I want to show off for you in front of an audience. I'm having a hard time explaining all of this..." Kim trailed off. "It makes sense. The bottom line is that you're going to get incredibly hot and cum all over the place in front of me and a bunch of other people while looking as pretty as you possibly can. I love it!" Kim was standing off to one side away from the camera and I kissed the front of her right thigh. "Whatever you want to do is fine with me but I also want to tell you that I've never been as hot for someone as I am for you now." Kim sat down in the chair and said "How should I arrange myself?" "When I focus on me, I tend to scoot back a little and put the camera on the edge of the table, but let me try something." I stood up and said "Get yourself comfortable so you can use the dildo." Kim scooched forward a little and spread her legs like Lynn had done earlier. "Good," I said. I positioned the camera so that it showed her torso and legs. "How does that look to you? It's about what Lynn does." "I like it." Kim reached up and squeezed a nipple, then spread her thighs a little more. "I like it a lot." "Okay. You're live." I looked at the chat dialog box. "Looks like you're a hit already with everyone on the reflector." Comments were coming in complimenting Kim on her lingerie and on her general appearance. Lynn sent a private message that said "You're really hot!" and a moment later, Honeybare said "I want to lick her nipples!" "Is Honeybare a lesbian?" Kim asked when she read it. "I don't think she's even particularly bisexual, Kim. She just thinks you're hot." "Oh, God!" Kim reached down and started stroking her pussy. She was right: the crotchless panties were very hot. Kim was spreading her pussy lips and pushing a finger inside it. It smelled fabulous. I said "Let me taste you." Kim pulled her finger out and held it out to me. I sucked on it for a moment (and saw that I was on camera as I did so), then she went back to stroking herself. On screen, Lynn was fucking herself slowly with the dildo. Honeybare had her feet up on the edge of her desk and was alternating squeezing her tits and rubbing her clit. Ginger had already taken her top off and Bill was running his hand over her chest and back. They were both leaning forward on their couch watching the screen intently. I moved around so I was standing behind Kim's chair. I leaned over her and ran my hands down her front. Kim tilted her head back and we kissed deeply. I squeezed and kneaded her breasts while we kissed. When Kim looked at the monitor and saw what she looked like, she made a whimpering noise and dug into her pussy with both hands. I slid my hands down her front and pulled her legs apart slightly for the camera. As I leaned over, my cock bumped Kim's ear. She turned her head and started sucking and jerking me. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see that all of this was going out to the eager watchers. There was a lot of corresponding activity happening in the video windows we had open. Lynn and Honeybare were both masturbating on camera. Lynn was moving her dildo in and out with slow, smooth strokes, and Honeybare was stroking her clit with her index finger and clearly enjoying it. Her pussy looked fairly slick and juicy. Kim pulled her mouth of my cock for a moment. She picked up the dildo from the desk and engaged the tip between her pussy lips. I could see a little creamy white liquid around the edges. Kim teased herself with a couple of light strokes and then shoved the dildo right up to the base with one big shove... and screamed in pleasure! I grabbed her breasts again and pulled and tugged on her nipples through the lace cups. Kim was off to the races immediately. She was fucking herself violently with the dildo, pulling it almost all the way out and then cramming it back in. Kim held on to the base with both hands. Her pubic hair was matted down and there were thick, shiny bits of juice all over her crotch, fingers, and inner thighs. I was glad that I'd thought to put down a towel. I knelt beside Kim and cradled her shoulders with one arm while I rubbed her clit in time with the strokes of the dildo. Kim had her legs pulled halfway up. Her feet were waving in the air in front of the camera and her toes were curled up tight. As she stroked, I realized she was whispering "ohmigawdohmigawdohmigawd" in a continuous monotone. I kept rubbing her clit with the pads of my fingers. The strokes got slower and more focused and the "ohmigawd"s got louder and farther apart. Kim pulled her legs up to her chest. She grabbed the base of the dildo with her right hand and plunged it in and out of her hot cunt while she tugged on her left nipple with the other hand. I wormed half of my middle finger into her pussy at the top. The dildo pressed my finger into her clit whenever it pushed in. The cries of "ohmygawd" suddenly changed to an "Oh! Oh!! OHHH, GOD!!!" followed by a deep, throaty scream of "wuhhhhhhh!" Hot funky juices welled up around the dildo, which was still buried deep in Kim's pussy, and a thin stream of cream ran down between her cheeks and over her asshole. I held Kim tightly. She was making small unidentifiable noises and huge waves of pleasure kept shuddering through her body. I heard the occasional beep from the computer telling me a private message had come in, but I ignored them. We stayed like that for two or three minutes. Kim slowly returned to the real world and looked at me. I smiled at her. She put her hands on either side of my face and kissed me as sweetly and warmly as I've ever been kissed. Kim looked at me and said "I love you, too. I've never felt this safe before and I've never, ever cum anywhere near this big." Kim and Me Ch. 06 "You were impressive," I said. "I think you gave 'em a real show." Kim looked at the monitor. A couple of people had cum with her and were basking in the afterglow. Bill and Ginger were busily going at it themselves, with Ginger sucking Bill off enthusiastically while fingering herself. We were still getting a few private messages. I grabbed the mouse and scrolled up to see what had come in. Apparently our audience agreed with Kim: they'd never seen anyone cum that big, either. They were very impressed and were quite explicit about what they'd liked. "See, honey?" I said. "It's a lot of fun." Kim laughed softly and snuggled my chest for a moment. Her legs were still up and she started to put them down and said "Ouch!" as they slowly lowered. I said "Here, I'd like to do this, please." I reached down and gripped the end of the purple dildo, which was still buried inside Kim's pussy. Kim gripped my arm and said "Very slowly, please!" I pulled the dildo straight out, slowly and without any side-to-side motion. Kim's nails dug into my arm once about halfway out and said "Careful!" I pulled a little more slowly and the rest of the dildo came out. There was a last small trickle of creamy fluid that ran out after wards. I set the sticky dildo on the desk and put both arms back around Kim and held her. She said "This was wonderful. I'd like to do this again sometime in the future, but right now, I just want to take you upstairs to bed and make sweet love to you and be as close to you as I possibly can for the rest of the night. Will you do that?" I said "Of course, Kim, I'd love to." I typed on the keyboard "It's been a great evening, folks! Kim loves it and we'll be back some other time, but we're going upstairs to be by ourselves for now." Amidst the goodbyes and thank-yous, Betty, the group's co-owner, sent a private message that said "She's gorgeous, John. Keep her around and bring her back whenever you like." I thanked her privately and typed a final "Good night!" to the group and closed the program. I stood up and held out my hand to Kim. Once again, she had a little trouble standing up. I picked up the towel she'd been sitting on and we looked at the chair seat. Even with the towel, there was a large wet spot. Kim sighed. I said "Don't sweat it, honey; it was inevitable." The fire in the fireplace was actually going nicely by this time, but I spread the logs out so that it would die back. Kim got her shoes from under the desk while I picked up the towels and got the plate of the remaining potstickers. We walked upstairs. When we got to the kitchen, I grabbed one last potsticker, then parked the plate in the refrigerator. "It's only eight o'clock," I said, glancing at the clock over the door. Would you like tea or hot chocolate or water?" "Green tea would be wonderful! I'm very thirsty," Kim said. "Tea it is, my precious. Throw these two towels down the laundry chute and I'll join you in just a moment." Kim took the proffered towels, kissed me, and walked down the hall. I opened a tin of genmaicha, a green tea with toasted brown rice kernels in it, and spooned some into the tea pot. I filled the pot from the instant hot water tap in the sink and set it and a couple mugs on a tray. When I got to the bedroom, Kim was already under the covers in bed and had pulled down the covers on my side. She was still wearing the lace nightie and had retied the bows in the front (they'd gotten pretty knocked about downstairs). I set the tray on the dresser and said "The tea needs to steep for a moment." I got into bed and we held each other. Kim's legs wrapped around mine and she pressed into me as we kissed and nuzzled each other. I chuckled slightly. Kim said "What are you laughing about?" "I'm just thinking that if this is how today's gone so far, I can't wait to see what tomorrow's like!" I said. Kim snorted. "Pour the tea and get back in bed, silly boy; there are things I want to do with you before the day's over." "Oh, yes, ma'am!" I said with a grin. Kim and Me Ch. 07 You'll enjoy this more if you read chapters 1 through 6 of "Kim and Me" first. Curled up in bed together, Kim and I drank hot tea and talked. "I'm having a wonderful time, Kim," I said. "And I'm feeling very romantic. This isn't quite the usual thing for me, you understand. I mean, I'm a romantic guy and all, you know that, but I don't usually feel like this on what amounts to a long first date, but I've known you forever and this is just kind of acknowledging something that's been close to there for a long time." "I understand perfectly," Kim said. "I'm feeling silly and girlish and I have this terrific crush on you and my head's full of clouds of perfume. It's a wonderful way to start a relationship." "Having a relationship with you suits me just fine," I said. "I'm not going anywhere and you're truly dazzling. And where else could I find a woman as pretty as you who also likes oral sex, sushi, and spicy Korean food with the same gusto that you do?" I moved my cup to one side and kissed her carefully. "Speaking for myself, I don't think I'm likely to find someone who turns me on quite the same way you do. I never knew you liked showing off like that. We're going to do that again, and soon!" Kim kissed me again. "I'd like that, too, honey," I said. "But seriously, I want to spend a lot of time with you from now on. Possibly close to every waking moment." "I'd heard there were some magic advantages to getting involved with a really good friend. One of them is that you already know each others' tastes in food and entertainment and things like that. Then you can devote a whole lot of time to discovering each other sexually." Kim set her cup down and rubbed my cock gently. "Well, I'm all for that, myself. I think there's certainly room for exploration with you. You are shockingly uninhibited," I said. "I never expected that you'd like webcamming at all, let alone as much as you obviously did." Kim gripped my cock hard and I could feel her squeezing her thighs together. "That makes two of us. I didn't have any idea you could do this and I certainly didn't know that you were into it. And I feel so good that you don't mind my being an exhibitionist. I don't know why I get so hot when I show off, but I just do." "You really liked it, did you?" I said teasingly. "Don't even go there. Of course I liked it! I've never cum that big in my life. Ever!" "We've only scratched the surface, you know," I said. Kim took a quick breath. "I'm not kidding. Apart from doing this again, we can have a select audience, we could do things one-on-one with someone or even a couple, we can get you set up with a webcam at your apartment and you and I could do things on camera together at each other or with other people—" "Stop, stop, stop! All that's too much to think about at once! I'd be lucky to make it into work in one piece with all of that to do!" Kim said. "And I'd never have a pair of dry panties again." "That'd be attractive, honey." "You're awful!" Kim said, slapping my arm. "It might sound good, but I'd leave wet spots wherever I went, which would not look professional and I don't have that kind of a clientele that I'd be able to use it with." "Subliminal advertising? Pheromone attraction? OW!" I said, as Kim poked me in an abused pectoral. "That's better" I said when Kim kissed the spot she'd poked. Kim expanded her range slightly and kissed my chest on the other side, then started kissing her way down my stomach. She kissed my pubic mound and held my cock up and lightly kissed the tip. "Tell me more about this while I suck on you. "I thought you wanted to fuck?" "I did. I do! But I want to suck on you now. We can fuck later. Right now, I want to taste your cum again." "There's only a limited amount of me left in there today," I said. "I don't want to use it all up and leave you wanting more." "I'm feeling like I can't get enough of you now as it is, so I'm just going with the flow of the moment. Which, as it happens, I want to be flowing in my mouth right now." "Oh, all right!" I said crossly. In a stage aside, I said "Did that sound peevish enough?" "Perfectly," Kim said, "I was quite taken in by it. Now scoot over here and tell me more about the things you have in mind for us on camera." Kim peeled the covers down and put her mouth on the end of my cock. She lifted her head for a moment and said "Tell me about something really hot that happened on camera." I felt her mouth wrap around my cock once more and Kim's magic tongue started running around the head. "Ummm...." Kim's sucking was really distracting and I was going to have a much harder time of keeping up a narrative while she blew me than when I'd eaten her earlier this afternoon. Kim had noticed that I wasn't talking and I heard an "Mmm?" from her while she sucked me deeper. "Let me tell you about someone I do one-on-one with periodically." "Mmmmm-hmmm!" "She's an artist on the East Coast. She goes by the name of Andy, which she says is short for 'Andromeda', which is a chosen name and not a given name. I shudder to think of parents saddling a child with 'Andromeda.' She does painting mostly." "Mmmmmm." "Andy's a very horny girl. She's also very nice to look at: she's got big tits, she's a bit on the plump side, and she has curly light brown hair." Kim raised her head for a moment and said "Am I detecting a pattern here?" "Yes, you're very smart. Go back to what you were doing." Sucking re-ensued with a noise of "Hmmmm!" "Andy and I met in one of the groups and went private. One advantage of going private is that you get really good video. The picture's almost the size of the whole screen and it updates quickly, so it really is a lot like being there to watch. I'd phone her on my phone and have a headset so we could hear each other." I pushed my hips up so my cock went deeper into Kim's mouth. "Andy likes having her feet up on the desk so I can get a really good view of what she's doing. She'll start by playing with her nipples—she has big nipples. I can see her flexing her thighs as she gets excited. She also likes watching me get hard." There was an emphatic "Mmmm-hmmm!" from Kim and she went down all the way on me. I groaned and continued. "When she's gotten aroused, she spreads her pussy lips by grabbing the edges and pulling them wide. She has great big pussy lips and it's easy to do. The inside of her cunt's gotten bright red by this time. Andy will shove a finger into herself and start fingerfucking without any clit rubbing for a few minutes and we'll talk hot at each other on the phone. She's got a speakerphone, so I can hear her very well. She squishes nicely when she gets really hot." Kim moved around so she was almost in a 69 position and started fucking me with her mouth. I didn't say anything for a moment and just made happy little noises as my cock slid down her throat until she made a "c'mon, c'mon!" gesture with her hand. Looked like I was going to have to work for this. (Poor, pitiful me!) "Andy's really keen on using a clear vinyl dildo. It's actually a double-dildo but she likes the length. She'll push it up insider her and then lay the extra down across her stomach. One evening, she even had only four inches in her pussy and the rest was all the way up between her tits so she could feel like she had a cock inside and one fucking her tits at the same time." Kim pulled on my scrotum with one hand and sucked me some more. "Thinking about the last time we did this is really getting me close," I said. "Cassie finished off by standing up over the camera so I could see her fucking herself with the dildo. She got so hot that there was a drop of juice on the camera lens by the time she was done. I came so hard that I had to wipe off the keyboard and the monitor. Oh, honey, keep doing that. Oh, yeah, that's very good." Kim had me deep in her throat most of the time by now and was pulling my thighs apart so she could get her head just a little deeper than usual. Kim's pussy was not far from my head and I cupped Kim's pussy with my hand. She spread her legs slightly and I ran a finger just inside and tickled her slit. I felt her respond to my touch. I pulled my hand up to my nose and smelled the fragrance of her hot cunt and that started me cumming. There was a loud "Mmmm!" from Kim and she buried my cock deep in her mouth and held still while I blew spurts of semen down her throat. I arched my back at the third spurt and held us both up, with my cock still deep in Kim's throat. I relaxed onto the bed after the last major spurt had died back and said "Wow!" and then "Aaagh! Not the head, please!" as Kim ran her tongue over the head, which was now far too sensitive. "The shaft, the shaft!" Kim obligingly went back down and, with the head tucked safely back behind her tongue and out of harm's way, licked and massaged the shaft with her tongue. This much I could stand right after cumming and I lay back and enjoyed it. Kim clearly liked this, too, but couldn't keep it up indefinitely without breathing. She lifted her head slowly off my cock and said "I love feeling you shoot straight down my throat, but I don't get to taste it. It's a draw." She smacked her lips and ran her tongue over them. "That was incredible, Kim!" I gasped. "Got me hot, too," Kim said. "Look at this!" She reached down to her pussy and touched her fingers to the inside of the lips and then pulled them away. There was a faint smacking noise and I saw a little sticky fluid on her fingertips. "I've always been fairly creamy when I was having sex, but this is amazing. It tastes really good, too," she added, licking her fingers, "but that's more the time of the month than anything else." "I want to eat you again if you can stand it," I said. "Be my guest," Kim said and spread her legs wide. "Nuh-uh," I said, "I want you to ride my face." "Ooooooh, that sounds like a lot of fun, too! How do you want me?" Kim said. "Move up here and put your knees on either side of my head. You can hold onto the headboard that way for extra support." Kim got on her knees and moved up to one side of my head. She gripped the headboard and very carefully brought her leg over so she was right over my face. The view was incredible. Her pussy was very puffy and I could see bits of her cream from the recent dildoing in my office making her pubic curls sticky and matted down. The lace crotchless panties framed her pussy but didn't get in the way of anything. I brought my arms up and held her plump waist and helped her settle into just the right position. I now had my nose rubbing just above her clit and my mouth was pressed right into her vaginal opening. I opened my mouth and tongued her experimentally. Kim purred slightly and said "I'm going to like fucking your face, I can tell." "Do you care to tell me a story as well?" I said from between Kim's thighs, somewhat indistinctly. "About what?" Kim asked. "Anything, really, but I was wondering if you'd like to tell me about something exhibitionistic you did that got you incredibly hot." I went back to licking her slit with long, slow swipes of my tongue. "I can tell you a fantasy that I think about when I'm using the dildo on myself, how's that?" "Mmmm-hmmmm," More licking. "Well, I only use the dildo when I've got time and I'm really horny. Weekends, usually, though I have to admit that talking to you on the phone would get me really worked up." "Mmmmm!" I said. I licked Kim's clit, figuring I should reward a loyal fan. "Ooooh, too much yet!" Kim said. "Push your tongue deep into me, please." "Mmmmmmmm-hmmm!" I shoved my tongue into her as far as I could and wiggled it around. Kim responded by shifting slightly from side to side and settling down a bit deeper on my mouth. I took this for approval and kept up what I was doing. "Anyway, sometimes I take off everything but I dress in these big silk harem pants. They're very loose and I can pull them down, put the dildo in me, and then pull them back up. I can grab the base of the dildo through the fabric so I can fuck myself with the dildo inside the pants." "Mmmhhmm??" "I imagine that I'm in a slave girl in a harem—" "MMMMMmmmmm!" "—and that I'm dancing topless in the harem pants for half a dozen men." "Mmmmmmmmmm!" My hands moved up Kim's sides and grabbed her breasts. Kim leaned forward into my hands slightly and started rocking back and forth gently. "When you were telling me about your belly-dancing fantasy, I was so excited but I wanted to surprise you. I love that image. It gets me runny thinking about it." "I can taste it," I said, in a muffled voice. "And I love this!" Kim pushed my head back up a couple of inches and I went back to licking her pussy. "I'm dancing for them, no veils or anything like that, but I'm wiggling my boobs at them and making enticing motions with my hands and rubbing my crotch at them. I realize there's a big slit in the harem pants so I start flashing my pussy at them. All the while I'm doing this, I'm getting very hot and I can see that they're getting hard. When they start rubbing their cocks, I reach into the harem pants and dance with one hand playing with my pussy." Kim raised up slightly at this point and then settled down again a little lower, so her clit was more in line with my tongue. I took to licking up from the base of her clit, spreading the lips and hitting the face of it with the tip of my tongue. Kim made a little "Ahhh..." noise and then continued with her fantasy. "So, I've gotten really hot and they've gotten really hot and I move over to a saddle-shaped stool that's got a polished wooden cock sticking right up the middle of it. I stand over it and get the cock in through the slit of my harem pants and then I slowly lower myself onto it. By this time, I'm getting very hot lying on my bed and I'm working the dildo into my pussy nice and deep." Kim was definitely getting turned on telling me this story. She was rocking back and forth fairly hard, for one thing. I could also feel little muscle twitches that promised a nice big cum. But best of all, she was tasting different. When I first started eating her, she was sweet, sticky, and thick. As she got more excited, the taste was getting higher, slightly more metallic, and she was getting very, very wet. I loved it and worked my tongue all over her pussy lips and clit, occasionally sticking it deep inside her and then repeating the process. "I can see all the men have pulled out their cocks and they're jerking off, but I'm mostly focusing on showing off for them. The dildo on the saddle's really long and thick, but I have no problem getting all of it inside me. When it's all in me and I'm completely down on the saddle, I spread my legs and roll around a bit. That gets them all turned on and I get very wet thinking about them watching me." There were pauses in the story as Kim got close and I put my hands on her waist and pushed her down onto my lips. "As soon as I see the first man cum on the floor, I start slamming my ass up and down on the saddle. The men can all see a foot of wet wooden cock going in and out of my hot pussy and they all start shooting cum all over and I start cumming, I start cumming, I, I, oh, God, eat me, John, lickmelickmeaaaaaaahhhh!—" Kim was rocking hard and pulled my head hard into her crotch and I opened my mouth as wide as I could and used the flat of my tongue on everything. Kim made noise and yelled for at least 15-20 seconds and then held my face to her crotch for another 10. Every muscle in her body was tight and I could feel her shudder with aftershocks. Kim let my head down on the bed and raised herself off my face carefully. I was looking up at her gorgeous pussy, which was now soaking wet and I saw a small milky-white bead at the base of her slit. Kim was still shaking with the occasional aftershock. She lifted her leg back over my head and stretched out on the bed next to me. She pressed her face into mine, kissed me, then pressed her face into mine and inhaled. "Oooooh, you smell like me again!" Kim said. "I do and it's my new favorite cologne," I replied. "I've never told anyone that fantasy. I got really hot sharing it with you, particularly while riding your face like the saddle." "It's a nice fantasy and I really loved how hot you got." Kim looked at my cock. "It seems to have gotten you going again, too." "Um, actually, I don't think I can take any more sex tonight, Kim," I said. "You're just saying that," Kim said. "Personally, I don't believe you." She stroked my penis a couple times very gently. "Well, it may not be true, but I think it might be a lot of work. I'm not sure how far we'd get with it, that's for sure." Kim said "It's okay; I'm worn out for the time being, too. I want to be close and snuggly with you right now." "Are you hungry?" I said. "Yes, I am. What time is it?" Kim asked. "9:30" I replied. "Well, no wonder! I had four or five potstickers three hours ago and nothing prior to that since lunch! Let's do dinner." "What would you like?" I said. "I am reasonably open, but we had Chinese food last night and we had potstickers earlier, so I'm in the mood for something different." "Italian?" "Yes, please." "Do you want to go out or stay in?" I said. "Ummm... If I say that I want to stay in, what's on the menu?" Kim asked. "I have three options: I have pesto and I can whip up angel hair to spread it on. I can nuke leftover lasagna. Or we can order Pagliacci's Pizza. The lasagna's going to be quickest and most filling." "Is this your lasagna with the spinach you always bring to parties?" "Yup," I said proudly. "Learned the recipe from my mom. She was a great cook." "Then let's do lasagna." "Excellent!" I got out of bed and put my robe on. I looked at Kim, who was lying in bed on her side, and said "You're awfully fetching lying there in bed like that. But I think food would be a good idea first." "Do you want any help in the kitchen?" Kim said. "I think I'd like company in the kitchen, but all you need to do is look pretty. But, uhh..." "What?" "Umm, would you be willing to put those pretty shoes on? You're very sexy with those shoes on." I said shyly. "Why, sure!" Kim said. "I wear them because they make me look good. And I feel a bit like a woman of easy virtue in them. I like the way they feel when I walk." "You are a woman of easy virtue, Kim; I hate to be the one to break it to yuh like this," I said. Kim stuck her tongue out at me. "You're only proving my point like that." She giggled. "And they show off your legs and feet nicely. You do have cute ankles." "Then I'll have to wear them a little more often if it makes you compliment my ankles," Kim said. "I'll go start the lasagna. Join me whenever." I headed into the kitchen and got out the tray of lasagna from the refrigerator. There was about two-thirds of a tray left. I'd gotten an urge for lasagna early in the week and had been having some of it for lunch here and there. I pulled a large plate from the cupboard and cut most of the remaining lasagna out of the tray and set it on the plate and threw it in the microwave and set it for ten minutes of cooking time. There was only a serving of lasagna left, so I wrapped that up on a small plate, wrapped it with plastic wrap, and tucked it back in the refrigerator. The lasagna pan went into the sink to soak overnight. Kim came into the kitchen wearing the shoes, but she'd changed out of the nightie and into another of the light cotton kimonos. She said "I love that, but I wanted something that was a little more covering. My shoulders were getting cold." We kissed. With the shoes on, Kim was as tall as I was, which felt different and sparked a reflective chain of thoughts. Kim and Me Ch. 07 "When's dinner?" Kim asked. "In about—" I glanced over Kim's shoulder at the microwave "—eight and a half minutes, O Sticky Love of Mine. You look wonderful, but I always think you look wonderful." "Flattery will get you absolutely everywhere." Kim kissed me again. Her hand brushed my hip and stroked my cock gently. Against all expectation, I felt myself stiffen slightly. Kim did, too, and said "I thought you said you couldn't take any more sex right now." "Purely reflex," I said. "It would get stiff if any scantily-clad beautiful woman in sexy shoes were kissing and stroking me. Nothing to it at all. Nope. Nothing." Kim was stroking me rather briskly. She said "Do you think we can do something in eight minutes?" "I'm sure we can do something in eight minutes, but what, I don't know." "I'm willing to see how far we can get. And I did tell you I wanted to fuck you. Care to do me from behind?" "Okay. Can you do this with those shoes on?" I asked. "I think so. I'm willing to risk it. But let me see...." Kim looked around the kitchen and said "I'm going to hang on to the sink." Kim turned around with a bit of a twirl. She reached toward the sink and then said "You'd said you wanted to see me in just the shoes, didn't you?" "Yes, please, very much so." Kim peeled the cotton kimono off slowly, exposing first one breast and then the other. It was quite a view and I could feel myself getting interested despite what I'd said earlier. Kim gripped the edge of the sink and looked over her shoulder at me expectantly. The lift of the shoes made her calves even more shapely. It was something I wanted to take a photo of and, I thought, given Kim's newly-revealed preferences, we might be able to arrange it. I smiled inwardly and came up behind her. She pushed her ass into me slightly to snuggle up against me. My cock was slightly above half-mast and rising at this point. Kim reached down and stroked my cock gently a few times, then said "Put it in me and fuck me hard." I pulled back and put the tip of my cock against Kim's pussy. It was still wet and the puffiness of her pussy made it all the more inviting. With my hands on her hips, I pushed in slowly to the root. Kim pushed back hard and I felt my cock go as deep into her pussy as it been in her mouth earlier. I pulled out most of the way and pushed back in. We picked up the pace and were soon banging away with deep, smooth strokes. I pulled on Kim's hips and enjoyed the upward plunge I was getting with her shoes on. Kim was making satisfied sounds as I pumped. I was watching her tits swinging back and forth and even reached up to hold one for a moment. As I started feeling a slight ghost of a tingle in the base of my cock like I might be able to cum, I was thrown off: the timer on the microwave dinged. I paused and Kim said "Keep going!" I pumped a little longer, but it was no good for me. I could feel that I was going to have to stop and regroup. I stopped again. "Do you want to keep going?" Kim said. "No, honey, you're hot and sticky and wonderful, but the timer threw me off. Let's have dinner and see what comes up later. Am I leaving you hanging? I'll be glad to keep going if you're near." I said. "No, no, I was thinking of you. I'd like to cum again tonight just because, but you're right. Dinner first." I dished up large portions of lasagna for both of us and said "Let's eat in the living room. Lasagna is not good bed food and we can turn on the idiot box or something." I set the plates on the coffee table and went back to get silverware and napkins. "What would you like to drink, Kim?" I hollered. "Iced water's fine," she yelled back. Two glasses of iced water joined us in the living room. We settled into the couch and I said "What are our viewing options?" I flipped around a couple of favorite channels and found an episode of 'Blackadder 3.' We settled down with lasagna and Rowan Atkinson sneering at Hugh Laurie. Fifteen minutes and a second helping each later, we were feeling well-fed and relaxed. The plates were on the coffee table and Kim was snuggled up against me, half-leaning on me. The kimono was doing a lovely job of not covering all of her ass and her great legs were sprawled down the couch. Kim had a hand in my lap and was playing with my cock very slowly. I stroked her side in return. As time went on, our caresses got more direct. I reached down and ran my hand over her breasts and stomach. Kim responded by stretching out further on the couch and laying on her back with her head on my lap. I parted the robe and touched her breasts and ran my hand all the way down to her fluffy mound. Kim threw her leg up on the back of the couch and I rubbed her cunt gently. Blackadder 3 was completely forgotten at this point. I leaned over and kissed Kim, all the while wiggling my finger just inside her pussy. Kim rolled slightly to face me and hugged my middle while we kissed. I sat up again and said "I'd like to continue what we were doing in the kitchen if you're interested." "I thought you'd never ask," Kim said. "We can do it out here on the couch or in the bedroom," I said. "Or I'm open to other ideas. We can even do things on the deck or in the backyard if you're so inclined." "Oooooh!" Kim said. "Hold that thought, sailor; I want to explore that with you some other time. Let's go to bed so we can fuck and fall asleep together." "Let me put a few things away, then, and we shall adjourn to the bedroom." I quickly tossed dishes in the dishwasher, made sure the oven was off, and put food down for Cookie and Fuzzball. From the bathroom, I heard the toilet flush and the sounds of Kim brushing her teeth. Both of those were good ideas and I did the same thing a moment later. I got back to the bedroom and found Kim in bed once again. She had removed the robe and the shoes. I hung my kimono up. She lifted the covers and I slid in next to her. I wrapped myself around her and we started kissing heavily. Kim had a way of giving a full-body hug that was beyond compare and I was getting it without any clothing in the way. I rolled Kim on her back and climbed on top of her. She had her right leg cocked up and her left leg off to one side, so getting in position was easy. I slipped in quickly and Kim hooked her ankles behind my knees. I raised up on my arms and started pushing into her. One of the things I was really loving about sex with Kim was how quickly and noisily she could cum. We'd gotten fairly warmed up in the kitchen half an hour before, but it still took Kim almost no time at all to hit her first small orgasm. I kept pumping away without changing pace and, when she had come back, I said "You're very pretty when you're coming." Kim smiled warmly at me and said "I love you." "I love you, too, kid," I replied. Things lasted for about 10 minutes, during which time Kim came big twice and (I found out later) was skimming in and out of little fluttery orgasms most of the rest of the time. As I got near to cumming myself, I said "Squeeze my nipples!" Kim reached up and started rolling my nipples between her thumb and index finger and tugging on them. That was enough to get me going. I felt four or five medium squirts from my much-overworked penis shooting into Kim's pussy with moderate force, after which I collapsed on top of her. "Enough!" I said, panting. "You're dazzling, you're wonderful, and I love you, but if I have to cum one more time before a full night's sleep, I'm going to die!" Kim cradled my head to her chest and laughed and said "I would hate to use you up on the first day of a long weekend." She lifted me up and kissed me softly and then put me back down on her chest for a moment. I felt myself softening and, a moment later, I fell out of her. I rolled off of Kim carefully and plopped on my side of the bed, exhausted. Kim said "Can I kiss you goodnight?" I said "Of course." Before I could say anything else, Kim burrowed under the blankets and kissed the tip of my moist cock gently. "Aaaah! Careful, careful! I'm very sensitive!!" "Don't worry, I'll be extra careful. But you taste so good. Your semen's almost nothing but precum at this point and you taste very sweet. Here." Kim put a finger in her pussy and got it wet with our juices and touched it to my lips. I licked them off, then held her hand and sucked her fingertip. "That's very nice, indeed, but I'd give you 90% of the credit, Kim. I don't think I could ever get tired of how you taste." Kim picked up a small towel from the nightstand and tucked it between her legs to catch the rest of the flow, then turned off the light on her nightstand. She snuggled into me, the pillows, and the blankets and said "I'm glad you like how I taste. You eat me as nicely as anyone ever has. I love the way you taste, too." I turned off the light on my nightstand. In the dark, I said "Care to do more of this kind of thing tomorrow, princess? I'll probably have recovered some of my stamina." Kim made a happy-sounding exhale and said "You bet." A moment later, we felt something that, judging by the clumsiness, was Cookie joining us for the night. He walked around on top of both of us, looking for nerve pressure points (and finding a few), after which he curled up next to Kim, purring loudly. "Might as well have the whole family here," I said, and called for Fuzzball. She appeared in the doorway shortly and was convinced with tapping on the bed to leap up on top of us, too. Fuzzball settled in and went to sleep immediately. My last thought as I was drifting off imagining the strains of the old tune, "What a Difference a Day Makes." I smiled to myself in the dark and dropped off with Kim and the cats all happily asleep next to me. I couldn't wait for tomorrow. Kim and Me Ch. 08 Ch. 08: A Saturday-morning blowjob and breakfast You'll enjoy this more if you read chapters 1 through 7 of "Kim and Me" first. * I drifted slowly awake. No, I didn't wonder if yesterday was all a dream, no, I didn't think that this was just some kind of fantasy. I was instantly aware that everything was reality because I was brought to consciousness by the feeling of Kim crosswise on the bed with her head on my tummy, gently sucking my morning erection. "Good morning, Kim. You're one hell of an alarm clock," I said. Kim stopped sucking me (damn!) and looked up at me and smiled. "I wanted to get the day off to a good start," she said. "And this is probably the best way I can think of to do that." "I'm not going to argue about this," I said. Kim went back to sucking me. It was soft and slow, unlike a lot of what we'd done the night before. I moved my hips gently back and forth. Kim had the head and an inch or so of shaft in my mouth and was massaging and lightly pinching my urethra at the base of my erection. I was getting fairly hot and I started stroking Kim's back and ass. She moved her leg and took my hand and put it on her pussy, which was already wet. I wet a couple of fingers and slipped them inside of her. She was so wet and slippery, I figured "What the hell?" and put all four fingers a couple inches into her. I moved them up and down, getting my hand all gooey, then I massaged her clit. It felt wonderful having my hand covered with Kim's pussy juices and she responded with noises and little twitches. Kim didn't stop sucking, though. I felt my orgasm swelling. It blossomed suddenly and without fanfare. Kim pumped her head up and down, going fairly deep. Her mouth filled with my cum and she held it there while she pumped, making things smoother and slicker. My shaft was covered with a shiny gloss of semen. I stretched and made a small moaning sound and tightened the muscles in my thighs and butt to push the last drops of cum out of me, then dropped back to the bed with a loud groan. Kim pulled her head off of my cock, licked her lips, and looked up at me. "Good morning, sailor!" I pulled her up to me and gave her a huge, hot good morning kiss. There were a few bits of semen on her lips and chin and I licked them off, then kissed her again. Kim's breath was hot and had a wonderful smell of my cum. We stayed there kissing, with her half on top of me, until the softening of my cock made hydraulic pressure a bigger and imminent problem. I looked at Kim and said "I love you. That was the most amazing wake-up call I've ever had. And I've got to get to the bathroom in the next 15 seconds." Kim smiled impishly me at me and said, without moving, "Are you suuuure?" "Yes!!" I said and slithered off my side of the bed and dashed for the toilet. A couple minutes later, disaster having been averted, I reappeared in the bedroom. Kim was sitting in the middle of the bed. "I snuck out while you were still asleep and took care of that already. I wasn't sure if you were going to be able to finish before you had to break for the bathroom, but I must say that the buildup sure gives you a mighty hard cock." I crawled back into bed and pulled her down with me. "You're mighty inspirational and I doubt I could have pulled myself away from that, even if I'd wanted to." We snuggled and kissed for a while. Our hands roved over each others' bodies as we did so. I'd just cum and was feeling relaxed (although I could feel a slight swelling again from all the attention Kim was giving me), but Kim was still very hot and hadn't climaxed as far as I could tell. I cradled Kim's shoulders in my left arm and started playing little arpeggios on her stomach and pussy with my right hand. Kim was clearly enjoying herself and I loved giving her attention. True to form, her pussy was getting sticky and wet. I licked my fingers to taste her (incredible!) and to moisten them with a little more saliva. Kim cocked her left leg and pulled her ankle out to the side with her left hand so I had unobstructed access to her. I ran my fingers down her slit and back up, and Kim leaned her head back and half-purred, half-trilled. I curled my middle finger inside her and then the fingers on either side and pushed them into her pussy. Kim made another noise, a little louder. I leaned over and kissed between her breasts and down towards her stomach. My fingers were working squishily into her pussy. I started focusing on her G-spot, curling my middle finger so that it ran across her G-spot every time I moved my fingers in or out. After half a dozen strokes, I got it just right and Kim bucked once or twice and made a loud "Nnnnggggh!!" noise. She kept twitching and moaning every time I stroked her G-spot, but it became less extreme in comparison to her overall level of excitement. Kim was arching her back and making delicious incoherent grunting noises at this point. I was forcefully fingerfucking her pussy by now, really digging my fingers into her, and Kim was loving all of it. I moved my left arm down to the small of her back and lifted her stomach up to me. I was kissing around her navel and holding her up with my left arm... and my right hand, truth be told; I was pulling up firmly. Kim's pubic mound was pushed hard into my hand with each in-stroke and bits of white, gooey cream were leaking out of the bottom of her cunt. She smelled heavenly, but I figured I'd eat her later. Stopping now to lick her would only destroy the momentum we'd built up. I kept kissing her stomach and the top of her pubic mound, but no farther. Sticking my thumb out so it rubbed her clit when I stroked was the thing that sent Kim over the edge. She suddenly said "Oh, fuck, fuck, FUCK! Gnnnnngggghhh!!!" Her hips flew off the bed and she fucked my hand as I pumped into her hot pussy. I jammed my fingers in and out of her as fast as I could. Kim was so creamy, there was no resistance at all. Suddenly, I felt Kim start leaking a little and a few tablespoons of very hot, clear liquid hit my palm and dribbled down my wrist and her crotch onto the bed. Kim shrieked and was almost completely arched off the bed as I fucked her with my hand. She suddenly collapsed and jerked my hand out of her. Kim kept going "Aaaah! Aaaah! Aaaah!" and twitched and jerked. Her eyes were shut and she had pushed herself over to the far side of the bed and halfway off it, but she didn't notice. Kim stopped twitching, but she still had her eyes tightly shut and her hands pushing herself away from me and everything else. Her thighs were clamped together. What little I could see of her pubic hair was as damp as if she'd stepped out of the shower. Kim opened her eyes, took a deep breath, and said "What did you do to me?" "Did you like it?" I said. "It's a level of cumming that I don't even have words for." She paused. "You made me squirt, didn't you? That was it." "There was very little squirting involved," I replied, "but yes, it was a G-spot orgasm. You squirted a little fluid, so yes, you squirted." I held up my hand and showed her where she'd ejaculated. I licked a drop or two off my wrist and said "It tastes completely different from what you taste like normally. Not that that's bad, you understand, but it does." Kim reached down to the top of her damp pubic curls and ran a finger through the hair to moisten it. She smelled it and licked it and said "You're right. It's very thin and almost like water. Or fresh sweat." "Yup, that's about right." "I didn't know I could do that," Kim said. "It's my understanding that almost every woman can with the right stimulation. You seemed to be open to the idea, so I figured I'd just try and see what happens. The worst thing that might've happened is that you got really hot and came really big while I kissed and fingerfucked you, so what the hell?" I smiled and wiggled my sticky, fragrant fingers at her. "I felt like I was losing consciousness at one point. That was beyond-words-amazing." Kim ran her fingers through her hair, which was slightly damp with sweat. "Can we do that every time?" "Probably. Certainly can try if you'd like," I said. "I think I'd like to try again this evening if you don't mind." "Of course I don't mind, honey. You're very pretty when you cum and there's nothing I can think of that I'd like more than to know that I'm giving you the biggest sexual thrill of your life." I mimed buffing my nails and looked smug, but I burst out laughing when I caught Kim's eye. "Of, fuck it, honey, I think it's unbelievably, indescribably sexy and I'd love to watch you shoot all over the place." "What do you mean, 'all over the place'? How far are we talking about?" Kim asked. "It really depends from person to person. It can be quite impressive for some folks from the videos I've seen, but I'll bet they've been doing it a long time and are really trying for something that's rather gushy." "'Gushy?'" "Yes, some of them," I replied calmly. "But the more you squirt, the bigger you feel it. It's like that with guys, too, although very few of them shoot liquid out in the same quantities. But any guy will tell you that the bigger and stronger and longer they ejaculate, the bigger the orgasm." "I think we're going to explore this slowly and carefully," Kim said. "The idea of being two or three or ten times as wet as I get now is not entirely appealing; I'll feel like I'll never be able to have sex without a pile of towels and a hose. On the other hand.... almost passing out purely from cumming is pretty damn cool." Kim rolled over and hugged me. "Enough of that for the moment. What do you propose to make me for breakfast?" "The kitchen is open and requests will be given strong consideration, but if I might make a recommendation to madam, the chef is fond of making omelettes with sharp cheddar cheese and snips of fresh tarragon, sourdough toast, and extra-thick bacon slices cooked on the crunchy side. Oh, and French-press coffee, of course," I said. "Mmmmmm, that sounds wonderful, sweetie." Kim gave me an extra squeeze. "But would you think the less of me if I said that I like my bacon chewy rather than crispy?" "I'd bear up somehow, I'm sure. How many slices would you like? Bearing in mind that I don't like sleeping on a full stomach." "You have probably been waiting years to use that joke," Kim said derisively. "And three slices will be plenty, thank you." "You're welcome to hit the shower while I get breakfast started, princess." With one last kiss and a little tongue play, I got up and walked into the kitchen. The breakfast menu I'd rattled off to Kim was actually not a big problem and was close to what I made for myself in the mornings, though I usually saved bacon for the weekends or after I'd gotten back from a trip and was taking it slow. I put half a dozen slices of bacon on a small cookie tray and put them in the oven with a 15-minute timer. Cooking the bacon in the oven is much cleaner, I've found: I don't have splatters of sizzling hot bacon grease all over everything, which can be painful if it lands on naked flesh. Next, I cut several slices of extra-sharp Vermont cheese and minced a tablespoon of tarragon leaves from the bunch of tarragon in the vegetable drawer. I whisked five eggs with a schlag of milk and poured them into a warm cast iron skillet, laid the cheese on the top, and sprinkled everything with the tarragon and a little salt and pepper. A cover on the skillet and turn the heat down to low and voila! a gourmet breakfast with no muss, no fuss. Slices of sourdough bread went into the toaster oven but I wasn't going to toast them until I was ready to serve. Finally, but most importantly, coffee went into the French press and I hit it with hot water from the insta-hot tap. While it steeped, I pulled mugs from the cupboard and doctored them appropriately. Bearing steaming mugs of fresh coffee, I knocked on the bathroom door and then entered. Kim was showering and I could see her looking scrumptious: slick, wet, and covered with suds as she washed her hair. I said "The coffee's here." Kim poked her head out of the shower and took the proffered cup and took a large swallow. A look of deep happiness crossed her face and she said "Oh, I needed that!" She handed the cup back to me and said "Thank you, sweetie," and resumed rinsing her hair. I took a big swallow of coffee myself. My ex-wife used to say the definition of Heaven was where coffee tasted as good as it smelled. This was definitely getting to the outer regions of grace. I set both mugs down on the counter and knocked on the shower curtain. Kim said sharply in a thickly accented voice "Ve're not home to strangers! Vot do you vant?" "Breakfast is started. Is there room for two? I'm not trying to start anything, I'm just wanting to shower with you." Kim looked at me and "I'm not entirely sure if I should feel pleased or disappointed that you're not going to start anything, but sure, come on in, the water's fine." I stepped carefully into the shower (not bothering to dress before starting breakfast had at least one advantage). We held each other and kissed. Kim said "You taste like coffee and you smell like me. That's a mighty powerful combination," and she kissed me again. "I'm about done so let me slither around so you can get the bulk of the water." We swapped positions and I wallowed under the hot water for a moment, then picked up the soap and scrubbed myself lustily all over. Kim used the excuse of rubbing in the thick soap lather to feel me all over and generally be a Bad Girl. I commented on this and Kim said, without stopping, "You going to stop me, mister?" "Mmmmm, nnnnooooo, I was just reporting, not commenting," I said. "Hokay!" Kim kept slathering the soap suds around on me. Kim had that scrumptious wet-otter look. I ran my hands over her front and copped a brief feel, which got an "Mmmmmmm" from her. I quickly lathered up my hair, rinsed, and said "I'm ready to hop out. You?" "I'm done." I turned off the water and stepped out to reach the towels. I handed one in to Kim, who started drying off, and used the other on myself. I took another swallow of my coffee and said "I'm going to check on breakfast." I still had about three minutes to go on the bacon, but I turned the oven off. The omelette had been on a very low heat so it wouldn't overcook or burn and it was puffed up beautifully. The cheese was melted and it smelled heavenly. I pulled plates out of the cupboard, got silverware and napkins, and walked back to the bedroom. Kim was snapping her jeans as I walked in, but she was still topless. I paused and stared. Kim smiled and said "Never seen a naked girl before, eh?" "Not one nearly as pretty as you," I replied. "And your boobs are absolutely gorgeous." Kim curtsied slightly and said "Thank you!" "As much as I like admiring your many finer features, I came to get a robe for myself and to tell you that breakfast is ready." I got the kimono I'd been wearing the night before from the clothes rack and put it on. It's fine eating nibble stuff in bed nude, but it just seems a little tacky to me doing breakfast that way. Nearly nude, on the other hand, was merely "not dressed for the rest of the world yet." Go figure. "Go ahead and just put the kimono on; that'll do for a top for the time being," I said. Kim looked at me mischievously and said "How about if I come to breakfast topless?" "I'm sure I'd manage somehow," I replied, "although it's going to be distracting. I figured I'd get the kimono on so I wouldn't be completely bare-ass naked." "No, I'd like you to stay naked," Kim said. "You're not the only person in this house who likes staring at naked people." Well, so much for being tacky. And what the hell? I got to look at Kim's incredible chest without clothes in the way. I was at a loss to come up with something that outweighed that. "Okay, sweetie," I said. I hung the kimono back up on the clothes stand by my side of the bed. "It seems to me that you're getting into being more exhibitionistic in a really big way. Again, I'm not objecting, you understand, just reporting. And yes, it is fun." I held out my hand, which Kim took. I pulled her to me in a delightfully chesty embrace. "Would you care to join me for breakfast, my dear?" Kim kissed me and looked me deep in the eyes and said, "Yes, I would. It's smelling wonderful." In the kitchen, I started the toast. I poured us both more coffee and pulled the bacon out of the oven. It was perfect. I doled out three slices each, then sliced the omelette down the middle and laid it on the plates as well. The toast was ready and I grabbed two slices for each of us and said "Butter and marmalade and strawberry jam are already on the table." We carried our plates in and silverware in and sat down facing each other. Kim and I buttered our toast. She went for strawberry jam and I had the marmalade. She took a big bite of omelette and a look of bliss crossed her face again. "Wonderful!" she said when she'd swallowed happily. She bit the toast and then took a bite of bacon and washed everything down with a mouthful of coffee. "What was that phrase about 'Oh, Marlene' you mentioned last night?" She shoveled another large bite of omelette into her mouth and chewed and swallowed. "It was 'Oh, Marlene, sell my clothes, I'm a-going to Heaven!'" I said. "But this being a meal, it's better described as 'simply foogasmic.'" Kim swallowed a bite of toast hastily and giggled. "That'd be it," she said. "You're a great cook. Someday you're going to make some little woman very happy." "I'm doing so well with you; I might call it a win here and now," I said, flirting back at her. Kim's eyes got a little brighter. "Could be a possibility, sailor; I certainly like the cut of your jib," she said a little huskily. "I've always wondered why the cut of a jib was important to anything. A jib sail's a jib sail, after all." "You know, I'm not sure, but it gives me an idea for something we might look do this weekend. I've a friend with a 41' boat who lets me borrow it whenever I like. It's a powered sailboat, but I don't know enough about sailing under sail power to take it out on my own, so I just keep the sails furled and use the engine. That much, I know how to do fairly well. When I get back, I just make sure the tank's filled up and he's happy." "That is an excellent idea! If the weather holds, let's do it! I've never been out on the bay in a boat. Ferries, yes, plenty, but not a small boat," I said. "Where did you learn to put tarragon into omelettes? It's really good." "A friend told me about it years ago as a way to avoid salt when making garlic bread. She and her husband had to restrict their salt, but they found that the tarragon made the flavor comparable without adding too much sodium. I tried it and discovered I really liked it, so I add tarragon to eggs frequently. That or fresh rosemary." Kim smiled and added a little more jam to a crust of toast before daintily nibbling one of the ends. "Like I said, you're going to make some woman very happy. Possibly sooner than later." Despite taking time for conversation, we had done a pretty fair job of inhaling breakfast. Both of us were getting down to the last bits of toast and scraps of egg. Kim still had a slice of bacon some egg and I had most of a piece of toast, but we were close to done. We spent the next couple minutes in relative silence, chewing, swallowing, and washing things down with coffee. I split the last of the coffee in the press between us and added a little cream to both our mugs. I felt delightfully full and said so. Kim picked up her coffee, sighed happily, and leaned back slightly in her chair. Her arms were up in such a way that her breasts were visible and I was enjoying the view without pretense. Kim smiled and said "Like what you see, mister?" Kim and Me Ch. 08 "Very much so," I said. I felt Kim's foot running up the side of one of my legs and along my thigh. I reached down and positioned her foot so the heel rested on my chair. She pushed forward slightly until the sole rested gently against my cock and balls. She flexed her foot and moved it from side to side to tickle me. It felt pretty good. I ran my hand up her leg to her knee and back down. "I like touching you. You respond very well. I find that appealing in a man," Kim said. "Let me see if I can up the ante slightly." She picked up the pot of strawberry jam and spooned out a small amount, which she dabbed on her nipples carefully. A drop of jam escaped and landed on the slight roll of fat around her stomach and she wiped it up with a finger as carefully as if it were a drop of semen. Kim licked her finger and said "Mmmmmm, it tastes very good but it's not quite the thing I'm getting used to tasting on my fingers this weekend." Her nipples were fairly erect and glistening with jam. It was turning me on, without a doubt. Kim hadn't stopped massaging my cock with her foot; in fact, the other foot had joined the first and she was rolling it back and forth between her arches. I'd never had that done before and it was different. Definitely nice, although it was clearly just foreplay for me, but it was going to work well as an attention-getter. "I could stare at your breasts for hours except for one thing," I said. "And what would that be?" Kim asked. "I'd have trouble just staring at them and not doing something a little more direct and physical." "You seem to have managed that for quite a while in the past," Kim retorted. "Yes, that's true, but there were two differences then. First, I hadn't made love to you yet. There was still a barrier. And second..." "Yessss?" Kim batted her eyes at me a few times. "I hadn't seen 'em naked, nor up close and personal, for that matter. I always knew how wonderful you were, Kim, but I'd only surmised how spectacular your breasts were. Now I know. And so I couldn't look at them indefinitely without considering additional forms of interaction." "Like what? What would you do?" Kim said. "Well, I would start by kissing them. Particularly if they had strawberry jam on them." I said. "Like this?" Kim asked. She picked up her right breast and held the nipple up to her lips. Her tongue darted out and licked the jam on the nipple slightly, then she sucked the whole nipple into her mouth. I could see her sucking on her nipple very hard and her small moan was echoed by mine. She let the breast drop and I could see that her nipple, though clean of strawberry jam, was now shiny with saliva. Kim lifted her left breast and made as if she was going to suck that nipple, too, but she paused right before her mouth wrapped around it. She looked up at me and said "There's enough here for two, John. Care to join me?" "Yes, I would!" I said. I wiped my mouth quickly on my napkin and moved around to Kim's side of the table. I put my hands on her shoulders from behind and kissed her on the ear, then her cheek, and her lips when she tilted her head back. Kim obligingly pushed her chair back from the table and off to one side, so I was able to move around to her front and nibble my way down her front. I gave the de-jammed nipple a little kiss and suck, then kissed my way over to the other one. I kissed it lightly, then started sucking on it firmly. Kim cradled my head into her chest and rocked slightly. I alternated between nipples while Kim stroked my hair and my back. I stood upright after a few minutes and said "You're pretty sweet even without the jam, but the strawberries do add a certain zest." I smacked my lips. My cock was sticking out and Kim gripped it and stroked it a few times. I put my hands on her ribcage and said "Stand up, honey." She did and we kissed standing up. It was nice to feel those great breasts pressed into my chest. I said "Would you care for an aprés-breakfast fuck?" Kim appeared to consider this while I ran my hands over her denim-covered ass. "And what's in it for me?" she said. "Well, I can offer you...." I thought for a moment. "Oh, how about as many orgasms as you want before I cum?" "Supposing I want, say, three dozen of them before you cum?" Kim said. "Well, I can see I'd want to get out some of the toys for that, but I'm willing to give it a go. But I would also counter with the idea of you being unable to count that many orgasms before you collapsed into a puddle. Mind you, I'd like to see that." "I think I'd possibly never walk again after that many," Kim agreed. "But how about this: I want to see if you can make me squirt again. I haven't stopped throbbing since you did it. I want to watch what you're doing, too; that was amazing. And after that, even if you only make me cum just like I always do, I want you to leap on me and fuck me hard. Whaddaya say to that?" "I think we have a deal, Kim. Would you care to join me back in the bedroom?" "Certainly, you sexy guy." We walked back down the hall to the bedroom. Kim leaned against the end of the bed. I kissed between her breasts and then knelt in front of her and unsnapped and unzipped her jeans. I pushed them down her plump thighs and helped her step out of them. Kim, now naked again, spread her legs slightly. I kissed her pussy and put my fingers on her pussy lips, which were still wet and engorged. Wrapping my arms around her thighs, I pushed my face up into her crotch and licked deeply. This clearly met with Kim's approval. My fingers went deep into her and I held her pussy open so I could lick her clit a little easier. Kim spread her legs even wider and gripped the bed from behind so she could flex her knees and push herself down onto my face. I licked her a little then pulled my face back. I worked my fingers in and out of Kim. She was sticky and hot again and the stroking at this angle made a "schloop" noise. I ran the tips of my fingers on either side of her G-spot, but didn't touch it yet. Whether she squirted or not, it was clear that I was getting Kim awfully hot. "What are you doing?" Kim said. "Actually, I'm just having fun while I get you warmed up," I replied. "I can't hardly argue with that, but I really do want to see if I can squirt again. Would it help if I lay down on the bed?" "Uh, as a matter of fact, go pee first." "What?" "Yup," I said. "If we're doing this right, you're going to feel pressure like you need to pee. It's really the build-up to squirting, but if you know that it's not that you need to pee, you can relax and let it rip." "Okay, this is a little odd, but you're the boss." Kim headed off to the bathroom, stopping to grab a washcloth from the linen closet. "I like being really clean," she said. Kim's towel from her shower went on the bottom half of the bed. I thought for a second and figured "Might as well be for sure, for sure!" and added a second towel from the linen cupboard. From the bathroom came the sound of the toilet flushing, followed by the sound of water running and, sure enough, a fragment of Gilbert & Sullivan again. The laundry chute door opened and shut, and a delightfully naked Kim reappeared in the bedroom doorway. She struck a Mae West pose with her hand on her hip and said in a matching voice, "Think yuh c'n handle this?" "All over," I said. "Now get on the bed so I can." Kim sauntered over to the side of the bed. She licked a finger tip and touched her thigh, making a hissing noise while she did so. "I'm ready for yuh," she said. She looked meaningfully at the towels and said "Ohhh?" "Not for certain, but if I'm successful, it may not even be enough," I said. "You really think so?" Kim said with a touch of wonder in her voice. "Oh, yeah, it's a definite possibility. But so what? I can always do more laundry." "Okay, I'm game." Kim positioned herself so the towels extended from her waist down to her feet. She lifted her feet in the air and then slowly spread her legs wide until she was almost in a split, then pulled her feet together again in the air. Kim pointed her feet and pulled her legs back towards her head, then spread them wide again. This time she kept them open at a 60-degree angle. She reached up and held her ankles and said "Like what you see?" Her pussy was spread wide and she was so hot, I could see at least an inch up inside her. The hair around her pussy with shiny with juice. I said "You're so hot, you make my tongue hard, too!" "Do you want to eat me?" Kim teased. She wiggled her hips a little. "Very much so, but I'm going to see if I can make you squirt, first, which is easier to do with fingers until we get used to it." "Oh, the sacrifices I make... Very well, then, whale away!" Kim sighed. I laughed at her and she giggled. I got on the bed and positioned myself between her legs. I bent down and licked her slit all the way up with a nice scoopy motion of my tongue. Kim said "Hey, I thought you weren't going to eat me!" "Well, it was too good to pass up," I said. "And damn, girl, you taste good!" "Get on with it, slowpoke, I can't be waiting forever." "Okay, okay, you'd think you had nothing better to do than lie around and be pleasured. Here's what we're going to do," I said. "The big trick to making you squirt is to stimulate your G-spot along with everything else. Hope and I figured out that the reason she squirted with me and not with anyone before her was a combination of how I'd fuck her on top and that the curve of my penis was just apparently right for hitting her G-spot. After it happened a couple times by accident, I romped around the net a bit and found a great site by a woman named Jenny Spray. She's got a ton of information about learning to squirt. I learned a lot and you're going to benefit from all this education I picked up." "Cooooooooool!" "All right, beautiful, I want you to get comfy. You look great like this, but you'll probably be more comfortable if we prop your legs up so you don't have to think about anything but enjoying yourself." I lowered her legs and then propped them up so her knees were bent and her feet were apart. "A lot of this is going to be experimenting to find out what works, so tell me what feels good or what doesn't and we can do more or less of it as you like. I'm going to do a few different things to your G-spot. You tell me what feels best. And if none of it seems to be working, we can stop the experiment and try again some other time. This frequently takes some practice and I don't want to get you all frustrated if it doesn't work the first time. But, hey, what could be so bad? You get to lie there while I finger your pussy and do things to make you feel good and cum big. This sound like your idea of a good day?" "Ohhhhh, yeahhhhhhh," Kim said. "I'm willing to go a long way with this. Like you say, what's the worst that could happen? Go on, do me, cowboy." I used my left hand to spread her pussy lips near the top so I could get better access to her clit. I pushed my right index and middle fingers into Kim and moved them back and forth a couple times to make sure they were moistened. When I touched Kim's G-spot, it was already firm. Kim moaned and said "That's it!" "Far out!" I said. "I just touched it a little. That's promising. How does this feel?" I ran the tip of my middle finger slowly across the G-spot. "More of that, please!" Kim said. She pushed her hips up toward me a little. "Could be, could be," I said. "Let me try a few other things and see how they work for you." I put my two fingers together and tapped rapidly three or four times on Kim's G-spot. The reaction I got was immediate and vigorous: Kim jerked and her back arched and she made a loud "Gnnngghh!" noise. "That move's a keeper, I'd say!" I said smugly. "Haaaa... huhhh, yes," Kim said. "I felt that all the way down to my toes..." She paused. "But it didn't feel like I came. That's weird." "That sounds like it's the right thing, then. Ready for one other technique?" "Fire away, you bastard." I laid the tip of my middle finger gently on her G-spot. Kim twitched slightly and said "Sorry, I think I'm a bit, uh, sensitive right now." "Well, sweetie, that is what we're shooting for, after all." "Meanie." "Mmmm-hmmmm!" With my finger resting on Kim's G-spot, I pressed slowly and then released. There didn't seem to be a lot of reaction from Kim even after I tried this a few times, so I changed to digging in slightly and pulling towards the front. Kim said "I like that. It feels really... deep, I guess. And there's a funny feeling of, what, pressure?" I did it a few more times and Kim said "It's nice, but I don't know if it's going to get us anywhere." "I like the fact that you're feeling that nice and deep. We may be able to use it for something. What if I combine it with a little direct stimulation like this?" I went back to pressing her G-spot while rubbing her clit with my left hand. Kim said "That's very nice, but I still don't know if it's going to go anywhere special. How about going back to whatever you did a moment ago?" "The tapping?" "Yes. I liked that a lot." "I noticed that. You're a slut, you know?" "Yes, I knew that." "Just checking. Hang on." I kept my left hand on Kim's clit (lubrication never seemed to be a problem) and started tapping very lightly about once a second. Once again, Kim reacted strongly, but this time, she arched slowly. She had her eyes closed and lips pressed tightly together and she kept going "Mmmmf! Mmmmf! Mmmmf!," with the volume increasing. I hadn't expected anything this strong or sudden, but it was very cool seeing her take off like this. After less than a minute, I saw signs of an approaching orgasm. Kim's thighs were trembling and the "Mmmmf!" noise had changed to drawn-out cries of "Ohhhh!" I kept tapping and started stroking Kim's clit with my left hand again. Kim suddently said "Ohgodohgodohgod!!" and a small spurt of clear ejaculate shot from her pussy. It splattered my face and chest and soaked the towels. I shoved my face into her crotch and licked her soaking clit, all the while tapping harder and faster. A scream grew out of Kim as I licked her and another spurt of ejaculate, much harder than the first, hit me in the mouth and face, soaking my mustache and Kim's crotch. Somewhat to my surprise, Kim didn't tell me to stop as she usually did when I licked her to an orgasm, but rather was shouting "More! More!" I pulled my two fingers out of her only to leap on her and shove my hard cock into her. With all the fluid, there was less than no resistance and I felt like I was falling deep into her pussy. Kim grabbed my triceps and squeezed me so hard it was painful. Her legs wrapped around the small of my back and my ass and pulled me into her. I slammed my cock into her as hard and fast as I could. Kim was completely lost to cumming at this point and I would feel occasional gushes of heat, which were more dribbles of Kim's ejaculate soaking both of us and the bed. Kim's raw lust was incredibly exciting and I came within a couple minutes. I gasped, yelled, and squirmed, grinding my pubic mound against Kim's as hard and deep as I could while I shot my cum into her. As I came, Kim responded and came loudly, too. Her legs squeezed me so hard I was worried about drawing breath, but she relaxed suddenly and her legs fell to either side. I collapsed and rolled off her. Neither of us could do much but lie where we were and gasp for breath. A cool feeling told me that my abdomen was soaked with both of our juices. Some time later, I said "It worked!" "No shit! That was incredible!" Kim reached down and felt herself. "I feel really different. I'd have expected that I'd be too sensitive but it feels like I could catch my breath and go again right away." "You really are a slut, I hope you know." "It's all you, mister. I'm sure that a lot of this is just deep and abiding lust and happiness. Well, that and the fact that I am definitely a major slut, yes. But mostly you, anyway." "I'm impressed. I didn't think you'd respond that well or that quickly. I liked it a lot. Hey, check this out!" I rolled over towards her. "My face is covered with your cum. It tastes different and it smells different. A lot like the sea, really." Kim held my face and ran her nose all over, sniffing. She said softly, "It does smell different." She kissed my face several times and then kissed my lips, a kiss that turned deep and hot and lasted for quite a while. "It tastes different, too. Less distinct, but... ummm... more pervasive." "The 'more pervasive' part is probably because this whole room smells like the two us in full rut. Which, come to think of it, is an exact and perfect description." Kim raised her nose to the air and smelled. "Oh, yeah, I guess you're right about that." She smiled. I got up and opened the window. The weather was lovely and the smells of morning and the rose bushes outside the bedroom window rolled in to the room. We lay there together, touching and kissing and nuzzling, for quite a while. All of a sudden Kim started laughing, a laugh that changed from a quiet belly laugh to guffaws rather quickly. "What's so funny, you goose?" I said. Kim caught her breath and said "I managed to keep some kind of count." I looked puzzled. "Orgasms, silly!" I kept count of how many times I felt my pussy clench and unclench. I hit well over three dozen before you even started fucking me!" She reached down and felt the towels. "But I think you were right: if it weren't for these towels, I'd be lying here in a puddle right now!" Kim and Me Ch. 09 Ch. 09: Saturday afternoon at the gym You'll enjoy this more if you read chapters 1 through 8 of "Kim and Me" first. Making Kim squirt had been quite an accomplishment. We lazed around for perhaps half an hour after our frenzied lovemaking session, talking and touching and kissing a lot. At one point, I glanced at the clock on the nightstand and said "It's about 11:30. I have several ideas for the day I'd like to bounce off of you." Kim snuggled in and put her head on my chest and drew little circles and designs in my chest hair. "Fire away." "I think that the weather is too nice to stay indoors all day," I said. "We should get out of the house, even if it's only to go somewhere else." "I agree," Kim said. "Both you and I wanted to hit the gym for a while today. I think we've managed a fair amount of aerobic exercise at this point—" Kim smiled "—but a little weight training might be in order. And admittedly some biking," I said. "I like that idea. What else you got to offer?" Kim paused in her exploration of my chest hair and kissed my chest. "You'd mentioned the possibility of sailing, but I think we should do that tomorrow if the weather holds so we can spend the day at it. By the time we got down to the docks and prepped for sailing, it'd be close to 3:00 and as someone who knows next to nothing about boats, I don't want to risk being out in the dark." "Yes. But remind me later and I'll phone Jim and see if we can get the boat tomorrow," Kim said. "Good. Okay, what else? We could hit the zoo. I like the zoo and that's a good thing to do in this kind of weather." "Noted. We could do Frisbee golf at the park, too. That's another thing that's a good outdoor activity." "Excellent idea, Kim! We don't need to go shopping for anything. I'm all stocked up for several possible dinners tonight and I can dazzle you with good cooking." "You have already dazzled me with good cooking. But I can be impressed further by cooking and pampering. I shall certainly endeavor to give you that impression whether I can or not." "As I've known for years, you are the very soul of grace and generosity," I said. "Theng kew," Kim said. "Finally, we might just do some basic sight-seeing, like go out to the locks and watch ships come in and out." "The locks are very pretty but I think I'd like to do something a little more interactive. How about.... " Kim gently chewed on one of my fingers for a moment and thought. "How about we go work out right now and then that'll leave us plenty of time to go to the zoo? Then we come back here and have dinner and see what else, uh, pops up." "All right, and now who's got really lame scriptwriters?" I said. "Oh, I dunno, it could be all about me. Just wait and see, mister; there's no telling what might happen after dinner." "I was going to suggest that we curl up on the couch and watch a movie, but Saturday night is a big night for webcamming, as you might expect." This elicited a sharp "Oh!" from Kim and I could feel a little shiver. "So don't you be getting all snooty like you know what's going to be happening, kiddo. We might even end up renting a room at the hot tub place." "I'd love slithering around in the water with you," Kim said. "They're open until 2am on weekends, so we may be able to do that even very late. Or tomorrow, perhaps: go sailing and then soak in a tub at the end of the day?" "You do come up with such lovely ideas for playing," Kim said. "I am inspired by having such a responsive playmate," I said. "Allow me to demonstrate how responsive I am." Kim started sucking on my left nipple. It felt good but I was still wiped out from half an hour ago. "I don't need to have you demonstrate how responsive you are; the towels are all the proof of that I could need," I said. Kim laughed without letting go of my nipple. "Unless I hear moans or cries of dissent, I think we should do Gold's Gym and the zoo in that order. Followed by dinner here, probably. I have steaks or I can make a really hot prawn vindaloo." Kim popped her head up and said "Gold's and the zoo sound like a great idea. I'm not sure what to do for dinner, though: both menu options sound heavenly." "Not to worry; we don't have to decide until much later. Let us leap out of bed and head for the gym. A little stickiness here and there won't make much difference at the gym and we can shower at the end of the workout." I kissed Kim firmly and then rolled off the bed and started dressing in jeans and a collarless shirt. Kim watched me getting dressed and smiled. I noticed her smiling and she said "I love watching you." "Thank you," I said. "The feeling's mutual. It's very exciting to see you lying there, particularly with the smell of sex in the room." I was finished getting dressed. Kim got up and stretched facing away from me. Watching her ass and back ripple as she stood on tiptoe on one leg and then the other was almost enough to make me take her back to bed right there, but I forebore. If we didn't move now, I figured we'd probably never get out of the house at all today. While that wouldn't be the worst thing that had ever happened, hitting the gym and walking around outside would add a lot of savor to the day. And a little delayed gratification sounded like fun, too. Kim put her recently discarded underwear and jeans back on. She put on a sports bra and a white cotton blouse. She picked up her gym bag and said "I'm ready!" "Give me just a moment; I've got to get fresh stuff for my gym bag," I said. I had already thrown the old gym clothes into the laundry, but I hadn't restocked the gym bag. I grabbed a gym socks, a fresh t-shirt, and my other pair of gym shorts from the dresser, added a towel, and zipped the bag shut. "Let's go!" We locked the house and walked downstairs to the car. I opened Kim's door and she got in. She sniffed and said "Oh, dear, it really smells like me!" I got in on my side, sat down, and sniffed. "Yes, it does, Kim. I like it. Beats a car freshener, although it could be difficult hanging you from my rear-view mirror." Kim smacked my arm and said "Pig!" I smiled at her. She said "You really don't mind?" "Of course not!" I said. "You're incredibly hot. I could see this happening again, as a matter of fact. What if we take a road trip together and you decide that you're just too horny to last and you'd like to jill off again, only this time where someone in another car could see you?" There was a muted "Oh, God!" from Kim's side of the car at this. "See?" I said. "That got you a little moist just thinking about it. It's all you and I love it, so I don't mind this one single bit." "Oh, God!" Kim said again. "If I'd known how easy it would be to be with you, we would have done this years ago." I sighed. "My life might've been better, too, but that's history." I leaned over and kissed her and stroked her face. "You're a jewel and I love you. We're here now." Kim kissed me back sweet and hot and said "I'm glad you think so. You're wonderful, yourself." She straightened up in her seat and said, "My pussy is wet thinking about doing things in the car on the road with you and I'm awash in warm clouds of lust and affection. I think you should either drive to the gym right now or take me back to bed and fuck me again." "Don't think that I'm not considering the latter option when I say that we're going to the gym." I started the car and pulled out of the driveway. "The gym will be fun and walking around outside is something we should do on a day as nice as this. Besides which, I am taking an inordinate pleasure at the idea of showing you off. You make for first-rate arm-candy, you realize?" Kim made a show of fluffing her hair. She inhaled deeply, thrusting her chest out, and then tweaked her nipples through her blouse. They showed as slight but noticeable bumps. I whistled and said "Niiiiize!" The gym was about 10 minutes away. I parked and we checked in, then headed to the locker rooms. I changed quickly and went back outside to wait by near the women's locker room entrance. Kim appeared a couple minutes later. She was wearing a different outfit than the one I'd seen her in... only two days ago. This outfit was a colorful sports bra, cotton shorts, and sneakers and white socks. Kim's middle was exposed, something I hadn't seen her do before. The extra padding was clearly visible. It was very sexy and I said as much. Kim said "Thank you! I don't usually wear anything that shows this much skin when I'm at the gym, but I'm doing this with you and I like the idea of showing a little more skin." She hugged my arm and said "Stick around and there's no telling what I'll be wearing to the gym two months from now." I eyed her up and down said "Oh, you mean like you'd be working out in spandex?" "You never know. It might even be nylon mesh," Kim replied. "I'm sure that it's your genteel ladylike aspect that appeals to me most, I think. You're a fountain of grace, breeding, and elegance that should be a model for young ladies everywhere." I paused. "Well, that or the idea of seeing your tits in half an ounce of nylon mesh while you're on the treadmill; I'm not sure which." "See? I knew I could win you over with my simple girlish ways," Kim said. The workout was good. We both warmed up together and then went to separate parts of the gym for exercise. Kim tended to work on machines, while I was doing both machines and free weights. My upper body takes forever to develop and I'd been trying to get some strength and definition. We moved through a half dozen exercises each on our own and then met up again at the cable machine. Kim was beginning to get a little sweaty. I was dripping and had already knocked back a whole bottle of water. "Triceps?" Kim said. "Yup, and lat pulls," I said. Kim hooked up a bar handle to the cable pull and set the weight. She knelt down and did a couple sets of overhead tricep pulls that had her leaning forward in a sitting position with much of her weight suspended from the machine. I was watching her and enjoying the way her breasts were hanging when she bent forward. At one point, she looked over at me, saw where I was looking, smiled, and wiggled a little so her breasts went from side to side. I laughed and complimented her on her form. When Kim had finished, I helped her up. She said "Whew! That one's difficult." I felt her triceps and said "But it seems to have a salutary effect." Kim felt a tricep and my hand and said "Yes, I think I like what this does for me." We gave each other a warm look. I attached a rope handle and set the weights, then did sets of standing tricep pulls. Kim looked admiringly at my chest as I pulled. When I got done, she said "You know, one of the things that I think is incredibly sexy about you is your forearms." "Really??" I said. "Oh, yes!" Kim replied. "Your forearms are really sexy." She started running a hand up my left forearm. "They're not overly thick but I know how strong they are and they're one of the things I've thought about when I thought about you. I like how they move when you play the banjo or when you're typing." "I'm very flattered, petal, but I have to say that I never thought of my forearms as a distinguishing sexual characteristic. Not that I'm complaining, but it's a new idea to me." Kim moved her hand to my upper arm and squeezed. "I want to see you do lat pulls, sailor." We moved around to the other side of the cable machine and I put a lat pull bar in place. After setting the weight, I got in position and was about to start my first set when Kim said "Don't you need to take your shirt off for this one?" True to form, I didn't pick up my cue until I looked at Kim and noticed she was biting her lower lip distractedly. Once again, my light bulb flickered on (geeze, the things I have to do to get a clue sometimes!). I peeled off my t-shirt and sat back down. As I reached up to grab the lat bar, Kim's eyes were bright. I pulled slowly and with the best workout form I could manage. Kim watched me intently. I could see her eyes flickering all over my body and face, which turned me on and also distracted me from the pinging pains that my poor abused pecs were giving me. I wondered if my lats were going to be joining them in announcing their existence to me in a day or two and figured that, if nothing else, this relationship was going to see me get into much better shape pretty darned quick. I completed the first set and dropped my arms for a moment. My chest was a little damp (I sweat a lot when I'm working out) and my nipples, normally partially erect, were feeling very hard. I tweaked the right one under the guise of wiping a small drop of sweat away. Kim was clearly turned on. She was breathing a little quicker and her left hand kept straying near the top of her thigh. She'd move it towards her pussy, then stop herself, then she'd shift her position slightly and squeeze her legs together. A moment later, she'd repeat the process. I moved the weight up a notch, got into position, and said "Second set!" I was getting tired and I couldn't pull quite as slowly on this one, but I did make sure that I spread my legs nice and wide at Kim. I was hardening a little and I could feel my cock swelling against my shorts, making a nice bunch. If it kept up at this rate, I was going to have to adjust it or have it break in half, but it felt good right now. By the time I was done with the second set, I was very sweaty, more than half-erect, and I knew without a doubt that I'd feel all of this in my delts tomorrow. But Kim was looking decidedly hot: there was a slight flush in her cheeks that I had learned to recognize and as soon as I stood up, she was on me with the towel, wiping the sweat away and managing as much discrete hand-contact with my skin as she could. "I didn't know this turned you on so much, Kim," I whispered as she was wiping my chest for the third time. "I didn't either!" she whispered back. "I really didn't, but I think it's just everything we've been up to this weekend." "Let's hit the exercycles and we can ride side-by-side." "Yes, please!" Kim said. We refilled our water bottles on the way upstairs to the cycling area. Although it was Saturday, we were able to find a couple of good bikes at the far end of the aerobics section. There were a few Stairmasters near us, but we weren't likely to have company as the TV was off near us. Everyone was using the bikes and treadmills at the other end where the TVs were on. Kim and I managed a quick, hot kiss, then we adjusted the heights for our bike seats and got on. Kim said "How long shall we go for?" I said "Let's do a 20-minute cardio; that oughta be enough. We have been getting a fair amount of aerobics in already, after all." We started pedaling. Nothing unusual about that, except that we kept glancing at each other. I was keenly interested in seeing Kim move. We talked about what was going on in our respective work lives. Kim was doing something interesting on the implementation phase of a manufacturer's production process improvement campaign and I was wrapping up the current book and had a publisher hot after me for the next as soon as I wanted to say "Yes." The money was so-so but the publicity looked great and I told Kim I'd probably sign the contract as soon as my agent had vetted it. As we got near the end of our workouts, Kim started breathing hard and sweating. "Are you okay?" I said. Kim nodded and smiled. I looked closer and said quietly "You're getting yourself off, aren't you?" "Yes," Kim said, in a very mischievous tone. "What are you doing?" I asked. "I'm pushing myself down on the seat and then pulling up hard on the pedal stirrups and rocking back and forth. It's getting me hot and wet." Kim rocked back and forth a little to show how it worked and then went back to her quieter rhythm. She was clearly warming to the task. "Is there anything I can do to add to this?" I said. "Yes," Kim said. "Coach me." "What?" "I'm going to crank the difficulty way up because I'll have to push and pull that much harder. I want you to encourage me to keep at it." Kim started poking at the controls. "You are seriously twisted, honey, but you damn betcha." Kim smiled and then pushed the Enter button on the control panel. The bike immediately slowed down as the drag increased. Kim gasped with effort, then raised herself up in the seat slightly and pumped hard with her legs. Her quads and calves were bulging with the effort and I was the only person who would've noticed how much she was grinding herself into the seat. Kim looked at me and said "Go on. I wanna hear it." "Okay," I said quietly. In a much louder tone, I said "Hit that hill!" Kim gasped at me and said whispered "Keep going." "You can do it!" I said. "Push your legs and burn off those calories!" Kim pushed harder, which made her bounce on the seat harder. I smiled. "No slacking off. I want to see you pedal 'till you can't pedal anymore!" Kim almost burst out laughing at that but I could see a flush rising in her cheeks. "Keep pumping!" That did make her giggle, but no-one noticed. I gave her a moment of pushing and bouncing without comment, then I said "I don't think you're trying hard enough. C'mon, kid, you've gotta make it up over the hill. I want to see you hit that crest! C'mon, it's only a minute away from you!" We'd gotten a couple of looks from other people in the aerobics area, but nobody thought much of it. After all, I was just giving her a hard coaching session; nothing unusual in that. From my position next to Kim, though, I could see how hot she was. Her eyes were closed and her hair was soaked with sweat. She kept biting her lower lip and was pedaling and bouncing on the seat. I stopped pedaling and got off my exercycle and moved next to Kim. I put my left hand on her lower back and my right hand on her stomach and said "Good form! I want to see you keeping good form for the last bit here." Kim nodded, uncertain as to what I was doing but playing along. She straightened up in her seat and stopped bouncing, although I could feel her rocking back and forth slightly. Since we were at the end of the row and not very well lit, my body was blocking the view for everyone else on the bikes and treadmills. Kim glanced around surreptitiously and saw that nobody would notice unless we did something really unusual and I felt her melt a little. I said "Keep up that concentration, you're almost done!" Kim giggled quietly at me and tried to stay straight in her seat while pedaling. Keeping my left hand on the small of her back, I slipped my right hand down her stomach so my fingers were covering her crotch. Not surprisingly, it was damp. I started pressing and rubbing her pussy through the shorts. The shorts were crawling up into her pussy, making a rather pretty cameltoe. I kept my fingers fluttering up and down the shorts over where her clit was while pressing slightly on her lower back with my left hand. Kim started cumming with a choking sound, successfully stifling the noises I knew she wanted to make. She was looking at me while she came with a look combining raw lust and adoration. To keep up appearances, I said "That's it! You've made it! Keep pedaling! You don't get to stop working just because you're coming down the other side of the hill." Kim pushed her legs a little more but as her orgasm died away, she let her legs drift with the pedals and her arms fell to her side. Kim leaned against me and very quietly said "Oh, God, that was kinky!" In a louder voice, she said "I'm exhausted! Help me down, please." I helped her off the bike and steadied her as she got to her feet. She put her arms around my neck and kissed me and said in a stagy voice, "That was wonderful coaching! I've never had a workout that good in my life!" She smiled hugely at me, a smile that was also hidden from the rest of the people there. "You were amazing," she continued. "Will you coach me again sometime?" Kim and Me Ch. 09 "Sure thing!" I replied. "It'd be my pleasure." "Mostly mine, actually" Kim said in a whisper. She kissed me again and said "Let's shower and head to the zoo." We started walking towards the stairs, when I stopped and whispered "Walk behind me." "Why?" Kim said. "Look at your shorts," I replied. Kim didn't even look down; she just made a face and said "Let me guess: a wet spot again?" "Yup. Walk behind me and nobody will notice." "Okay." We headed downstairs and into the locker rooms. I took a hotter-than-normal shower and scrubbed hard. It had been a very sweaty workout and it occurred to me that it would be nice to have every square inch of my body clean and kissing-sweet. I smiled at the thought of the strange things that might happen at the zoo and shook my head in general wonder. Getting dressed was a sensual pleasure. My nipples were very responsive to the dragging of cotton shirt fabric across them and all of me just felt good. I stuffed my gym clothes in my bag and walked out. Kim was already there. I kissed her and we walked to the car with arm in arm. When we got in the car, Kim said "When I got into the locker room, I ripped my shorts and panties off and I realized that I was wet in the back, too, so anyone walking behind us or who even looked at me as I passed probably noticed that I'd gotten all wet." "I wouldn't worry too much about it, sweetheart," I said. "First of all, they'd probably think it's sweat or some such." "Probably," Kim agreed. "And secondly, it could've been a lot worse if you were wearing dark blue satin shorts instead of light cotton knit ones." Kim burst out laughing at the image of a huge dark stain on satin shorts. I looked at the sky. There's a saying we've got in Seattle: "If you don't like the weather, wait five minutes." It had been over an hour and a half in the gym and the weather was definitely looking on the rainy side. It was still plenty warm, but going to the zoo looked iffy. I looked at Kim, who was also looking at the sky, and said "What do you think?" "I don't know," Kim said. "I think we'd be good for up to an hour, but after that, we're going to get wet." "I think so, too. I'm inclined to shelve plans for the zoo until the weather looks like it'll be better for longer. I've never made any trip to the zoo in less than two hours." "Me, neither," Kim said. "And I'd wanted to spend extra time at the gorilla home to see the new baby if it's out." "I agree, definitely! Okay, let's not go to the zoo today and hold that thought for a day that's less rainy. Which leaves us with the question of what would you like to do now?" "After all that working out, lunch would sound good to me," Kim said. "Good idea. Have you any preferences in cuisine?" "Pho," Kim said. "Pho it is," I said. We drove to a pho restaurant that Kim knew about and each ordered a big bowl of beef pho. Pho is very filling but since a lot of the pho is broth, it leaves you feeling very full without being logy from too much food. We slurped happily and played with each other's feet under the table. After a spicy and very satisfying meal, we walked outside. The weather hadn't improved, but it hadn't gotten significantly worse yet, although there were a few drops of rain visible on my windshield when I got into the car. I pointed at them and said "We made the right choice." "Well, I think we're not going to be able to do much outdoors for the rest of today," Kim said. "What would you like to do indoors?" "We could go back to the house and do any of a variety of things," I said. "Such as?" Kim said archly. "We could watch the movies we rented, for one thing." "Yes," Kim said. "We could put on some of the temporary tattoos we bought." "That sounds like a lot of fun." "We could see who's online and webcamming," I suggested. Kim shivered slightly at that and nodded. "We could... pet the cats and watch TV and snuggle on the couch and have wine and nibbly food." Kim took my hand and said "You know, that's very domestic and I think I'd like that one best of all right now. We can do all of those other things, too, but I'd just like to be next to you. And there may be more Blackadder on the idiot box, as well." "Then home we shall go, my love." I started the car and we drove back to my house. Compared to the drive home Friday afternoon, the trip was relatively uneventful. Kim kept her hand on my arm and played with my hair once, but nothing unusual happened. We got back home and walked in. Cookie and Fuzzball tried telling us that a mob had tried to break into the house while we were gone, but it was clear that neither Kim nor I would believe this and they got bored and wandered off after a moment of attempted dissertation. "Kim, my sweet, why don't you turn the idiot box on and see what there is to watch while I dig a thing or two out of the refrigerator," I said. "Let me hit the bathroom first and I'll do that." I looked at the refrigerator's contents. The platter I'd prepared the night before was still a possibility, but I was full from the pho and didn't feel a need for much. I considered the wines for a moment: a good selection, but not quite what I was after. "Kim, how does tea sound instead of wine?" "I like it! After working out, I think wine would just put me to sleep and I'd like to snuggle." "Jasmine or Empress blend from the Victoria Hotel?" I said. "Empress blend, definitely!" "Coming up, princess." "Thank you!" I got out the big tea pot and warmed it up with water from the insta-hot tap, then ladled in Empress blend tea, filled it with hot water, and set it on a trivet. On a whim, I got out a few tea cookies, mostly assorted shortbreads, but a few chocolate dipped things as well. Everything went on a tea tray and I carried it out to the living room and set it on the table. I'd heard the sink running, but Kim hadn't reappeared so I assumed she was in the bedroom doing something. I sat down on the living room couch and turned the tube on. The PBS station was having a fund-raising weekend, so even though "Blackadder" wasn't on at the moment, there were several episodes of "Red Dwarf" scheduled for the next couple hours, doubtless with large pledge breaks in between. I pounded a heavy 4/4 beat on the coffee table for a moment. Kim yelled from the bedroom "What on earth is that?" "I'm just drumming to let you know that the tea's ready!" I replied. "And how would I know this?" Kim said. "They're kettle drums!" I said. There was an "AAAAARGH!" from the bedroom. A moment later, Kim walked into the living room and said "You know, I should know better than to answer a leading question like that from you after all this time." She sighed. "However, given how well you treat me, I shall have to overlook this serious shortcoming somehow." Kim had changed out of her clothes and was wearing a large, cotton bathrobe. I looked her up and down carefully and said "C'mere, you scrumptious thing." I stood up from the couch and wrapped her in my arms. We stood and kissed for a minute or two. I felt Kim's foot run up the back of my right leg, which felt very nice. I responded by kissing her hotter, which made Kim press into me all the harder. I came up for air and said "Well, missy, are you wearing anything underneath that robe?" "You're going to have to explore for yourself, John. Maybe I is and maybe I ain't, but whatever it is, you're going to have to find out on your own." "Fair enough," I replied. "Should I be dressed in a broadly similar fashion?" "Under the circumstances, I think that that'd be rather nice. It'll promote snuggling and we're not likely to go out again this evening I imagine." Kim looked at the TV and said "Oooooooh, Red Dwarf!' "Yup," I said. "It's fund-raising weekend so we're going to have a bunch of really good Britcoms and plenty of pitches for money in between. I signed up for the year last fund-drive, so I am immune to their blandishments and guilt trips at this point. In fact, I did it when I was watching the TV downstairs while writing the last book proposal, so I can truly said that I gave at the office." "I haven't donated this year, so I shall have to hide my guilt and shame and hope they don't find me," Kim said. "I will gladly protect you, but first let me go change into something more comfortable." I walked down to the bedroom and shucked off my clothes, then got into another of the Japanese cotton kimonos. As I was looking around, my eyes lit on the cock ring we'd been talking about the day before. On a whim, I snapped it tightly around the base of my cock and balls. Nothing much had happened yet, but I knew that if I started getting an erection, something that was an almost certainty under the circumstances, I'd get very hard and stay hard. After that, I'd see what happened. I returned to find Kim ensconced on the couch with a large cup of tea in one hand and half a shortbread cookie in the other. There were crumbs on her front. Fuzzball had curled on the back of the couch within petting range. I figured that Cookie probably wasn't far away and, sure enough, I spotted him asleep on one of the overstuffed chairs. I sat down on the couch and spread a leg out towards Kim, who matched my gesture. Her robe was too long for me to get any kind of a glimpse, but she caught me looking and smiled. She handed me a cup of tea and said "You're going to have to earn this." "What did you have in mind?" I asked. "I'm wide open to suggestions even if the robe isn't at the moment," Kim said. "I'm willing to propose several options as the afternoon rolls on, then." "Good. I like a man who can think on his feet." We watched the Red Dwarf episode in progress for a while. It was one of my favorites, involving an encounter with a memory squid (if you don't know, don't ask). Sitting at opposite ends of the couch, we couldn't kiss, but I had picked up Kim's foot and been rubbing it during the show. Judging by the satisfied noises and occasional "oooooh" noises, this met with Kim's approval. Near the end of the episode, she brought her left foot up and said "Do this one, too, please?" "Gladly, my sweet." I reached for her foot and stopped short. Kim had applied one of the anklet tattoos on her left ankle. It looked mighty good, too. I admired it for a moment and Kim grinned broadly at me. "I figured I should try them out," she said. "I'm very pleased with the way it looks," I replied. "Have you got any more?" "That's a lot of what you're going to have to earn," Kim said smugly. "I see...." I said. I started pressing pressure points on the other foot. Kim said "Oh, that feels wonderful!" I smiled at her and kept massaging. The episode ended and the fund-drive came on. I picked up the remote and muted the sound, then resumed working on Kim's foot. Kim snuggled deeper into her corner of the couch. Her eyes were closed and she was enjoying the attention I was giving her feet. She moved forward so that she was partially lying down. This had the added effect of raising her knees and making a big gap in the lower part of the bathrobe. The view was lovely, but dark, and I couldn't see all the way up to determine if she was wearing anything and if so, what. "Do you like this?" I said. "Mmmmm-hmmm," I heard from Kim's end of the couch. "How're your calves after your bike ride?" "Painful," Kim admitted. "I was overpedalling near the end and didn't notice it at the time. My calves are all tight now." "Okay," I said. I started moving my hands up her Achilles tendon and felt her calf. Yes, there was definitely some tension there. I worked the knot at the base of the muscle for a moment and then said "Just a minute, I have something you'll like." I popped into the bedroom and got a bottle of eucalyptus-scented massage oil, then returned, snagging a small towel on the way. "Lift your feet for a moment, please." Kim obligingly lifted both feet and I slipped the towel under them. "Okay, back down." I poured a tablespoon of oil into my palm, rubbed my hands together to warm the oil, then spread it on the foot I'd just been working on. "Ohhhhhh, that's nice!" Kim said. "It feels good and I love the smell." "This'll make it easier to get your calves to relax and it feels really good on the feet, too." I worked the oil into her foot and then moved up her calf about halfway, being careful to avoid getting oil on the tattoo. The oil reduced the skin friction and getting the knot out of the base of her calf proved to be only a couple minutes of work. I repeated the process for the other leg, first oiling up her foot and doing a little more massage with the oil on it, then working on the calf and relaxing it. When I was done, I said "Now lift your feet up again and point your toes and stretch your calves." Kim did this and said "Oh, that's so much better. My calves don't hurt anymore." "Are there any other places you'd like me to rub?" I said as matter-of-factly as possible. "My thighs could use a rub. Now that my calves are all warm and buttery, my thighs feel neglected by comparison." "Roll over, sweetie, and I'll get 'em for you." Kim scooted down all the way and flopped over. I straddled her calves, which brought my dangly bits into contact with the backs of ankles while I got into position. Kim made an approving noise. I flipped up the back of her robe exposing her thighs and most of her ass. I said "Nice!" "You're not getting paid to stare, mister!" Kim said. "I didn't recall getting paid at all," I said. "Is there money as well as all of this great sex and swell company?" "Not if you don't get to work on my thighs, it isn't," Kim said. I picked up the oil and dribbled a line of it straight on Kim's right thigh. "Hey, that's cold!" Kim yelped. "Oh, sorry, Kim, must be the salary." I felt her try to kick at me but fortunately I was on her feet and it just amounted to a wiggle. "But I'm sure I can fix this for you." I rubbed both of my hands together briskly and put them on her thigh and started stroking up with my palms. "Mmmmmm, I like that. You're forgiven." "Oh, thank you, mistress!" I'd gotten the oil spread around the back of her thigh, so I started kneading the muscles. Kim responded with pleased noises. She reached back with her hands and stroked my legs for a moment. I took advantage of my position and pushed up to the base of her ass. A lot of muscle tension does end up there and I really did want to get the knots out, but that wasn't my only motivation. I wanted to get Kim primed for something I wanted to do in a couple minutes. I put some oil on my hands, warmed it up, and started working on the other thigh. Again, I finished with a little massage at the base of Kim's ass. She was definitely enjoying this at least as much as I was. I pushed Kim's robe up so that it was bunched up at the small of her back. There was a little residual oil on my hands. I put one hand on each of Kim's ass cheeks and started kneading them slowly. Kim said "That's wonderful! More, please!" "We aim to please, Kim," I said. I pushed up and around and gave her ass a slow, deep massage. Whenever I pulled her cheeks apart slightly, I could see her pussy and asshole. After a minute or two, I could see a definite difference in her pussy, which was getting visibly moister. The knots were all out of Kim's ass by now. I said "I want to get your back now, honey." Kim tried taking off her robe while lying down, but there was too much fabric pinned under her. "Get off of me for a second," she said. I stood up for a moment and helped her to stand. Kim stretched slowly and with visible pleasure. I liked it, too, as her robe was falling open at this point and I could see a line of flesh all the way up her middle. Kim said "I think you've earned this," and slowly took off the robe. Kim had applied several of the tattoos to her thighs and breasts. There was a rose on the outside of her left thigh, a spray of small blue flowers across her right breast, and celtic knotwork armlets on both arms. "Wow!" I said. "Look at this!" Kim said. She pivoted slowly, revealing the ornate grapes-and-vines tattoo on the small of her back. "I was able to get all of these done in the bathroom while you were making tea," Kim said. They're easy to put on when you get the hang of them." "Obviously!" I replied. "They look really hot." "I like them, too," Kim said. "I want to put that koi tattoo on that we got you, too, but you're going to work on my back like you suggested. If I'm going to take off my robe for you, I expect something in return." She lay back down on the couch, then looked up at me expectantly. I straddled her thighs and picked up the oil bottle. I poured out about twice as much oil as I had used for her thighs and cupped my hands together to warm the oil. I drizzled the warmed oil on her back and spread it around. Pressing with my thumbs, I worked on the muscles on either side of her spine. Getting Kim's back massaged took longer than her thighs because there were more muscles and a lot more area to cover. It wasn't unpleasant work, though, as I was getting happy and increasingly aroused noises out of Kim. Leaning forward and back to work her muscles with long strokes up and down was also brushing the tip of my penis against the crack of Kim's ass. The contact was getting me warmed up and I could feel blood beginning to move south. As I became more erect, length and depth of contact was increasing. At one point, I sat up to get Kim's shoulders, then sat down again only to have my largely erect cock nestle full-length in the crack of Kim's ass. Kim pushed her ass up at me and my cock, trying to capture my cock with her ass cheeks. I moved back slightly so that I could get a better angle. I put my right leg on the floor and stood up slightly, then pressed my cock down to aim it at her pussy. Kim pushed her ass up and spread her legs slightly. I pressed forward and my cock parted her pussy lips and went in about an inch. I moved forward a little, held on to Kim's ribs, and slid my cock all the way into her. "Oh, God, that's so good, John!" Kim said. She pressed her face into the couch and lifted her ass a little. "Fuck me hard!" I pulled out a couple inches and pushed in vigorously. Kim's ass was spread nice and wide and I could see her lips stretching whenever I moved. There was a glossy sheen of Kim's juices on it. There was virtually no friction: sliding into Kim from behind had opened her nice and wide. "I love it when you slam into me from behind!" Kim said breathily. "Raise up a bit, honey," I said. Kim lifted up and held on to the edge of the couch. I bent forward and grabbed her tits. "Oooh, that's nice!" Kim said. I rolled her areolae in my fingers. Kim moaned loudly. I straightened up, grabbed her hips, and pumped hard and fast. Kim responded by pushing her ass into me with each stroke, saying "Oh!" each time I bottomed out. Sloshing noises were coming from Kim's cunt, which felt wonderfully hot and wet. Bits of white cream were flecking Kim's pubic hair, her pussy lips, and my cock. I said "Finger your clit, honey!" Kim moved her right hand between her legs and I felt her fingers spread her pussy lips. She reached behind slightly and squeezed my cock as I plunged in and out. "Oh, that's nice!" I said. "But finger your clit—I want you to come really big." Kim moved her fingers up and I vaguely felt her stroking her clit. She immediately responded to the extra stimulation. Kim cried out "Oh, God, that's good!" and I felt her cunt contract around my cock. It was a little harder to push into her, but the extra pressure felt great. Kim was rubbing her clit as fast as she could and I was pumping into with deep, upward strokes when Kim suddenly twisted sideways and yelled "Fuck! Fuck! Oh, God, fuck, yes!" She fell off the couch and landed on the carpet and I was hit with a spray of hot pussy juice. Kim and Me Ch. 09 Kim kept shouting in pleasure and she sprayed a couple more squirts of juice, getting it all over me, the couch, and the carpet. After a minute of lying on the rug and holding on to the couch, Kim said, "That was wonderful!" She opened her eyes and saw how wet everything was (including me), and said "Oh, no!" and started to cry. I scooped Kim into my arms and held her and said "There's nothing to cry about, princess." I rocked her back and forth and the crying slowed. "I love this. It's so wonderful that you're learning to do this. I can't tell you how happy it makes me seeing you cum this big." Kim sniffed and said "But I made such a mess!" "There's you all over the place, but I'm sure that no lasting damage has been done. There's spot remover if nothing else. But I really don't mind, kitten. This is amazing." Kim's sniffles had tapered off and she looked at me and said "I really love you, you know." "I know. I feel the same about you," I said. I kissed her hard and she responded enthusiastically. We stayed wrapped around each other, smooching for a few minutes, until Kim's hand stroked its way down my chest and grabbed my cock, which was still hard. "Oh, I left you hanging!" Kim said in distressed tones. She started tearing up again and I said "No, no, I was perfectly willing to wait. And watching you cum like that is going to make me cum that much bigger." Kim sniffed and said "Prove it!" "What?" I said, startled. "Prove it! If you're going to cum that much bigger, I want to watch it," she said. "Sure, princess. What did you have in mind?" Kim sat up and started playing with nipples provocatively. "I'd like to sit on the floor here and have you stand over me and jerk off. When you cum, I want you to spray it all over me. And we'll see just how much you cum." I kissed Kim with a more intense feeling and stood up. Kim pushed the coffee table out of the way and arranged herself so that she was leaning against the couch. "Stand so you're straddling me. I want to look up at your cock and see you pumping it." I did as she said. My cock was rock-hard once more and I looked down at Kim. "You're incredible," I said. "I knew you all these years and not once did I ever expect you were such a slut." Kim inhaled deeply. Playing a hunch, I added "You're delightfully respectable on the outside but as soon as you can, you live for being a little whore." Kim gasped audibly. She spread her legs and moved both hands down to her pussy. I spat on my hand and gripped my cock. I stroked it hard and said "I love it that you're a cum slut. You're incredibly fuckable," I said. Kim was pushing a finger into her pussy by this time. "More, John, I love it when you talk to me like that!" Kim said. "I think there are things you haven't told me. You probably get so horny that you start thinking about grabbing a stranger off the street just to fuck you blind. Or maybe you'd like to fuck yourself with that big purple dildo in public somewhere. Or maybe..." Kim dug into her pussy harder and looked at me expectantly. "Maybe I should get you one twice that size so you can feel really full!" "Oh, God, yes, please!" Kim said. Kim really did look like a hot slut. Her crotch and thighs were soaked from her recent orgasm and she was covered in sweat. My hand was moving up and down my cock rapidly and I was squeezing and tugging my nipples with the other hand. "Or maybe, best of all, I should also get three or four other men to jerk off over you and soak you with cum." Kim made a muffled shriek and started cumming and I felt the first jet of cum blast out of my cock. A little of it hit Kim's hair, but most of it shot straight onto the back of the couch. I aimed my cock down, trying to hit Kim's mouth. The second shot felt as big as anything I'd felt before and an enormous blast of cum splattered all over Kim's face. Most of it hit next to one side of her nose, but there was so much cum and it was so liquid that about a third of it splashed across Kim's lips. She opened her mouth wide and said "More!" and stuck out her tongue. The third and fourth spurts hit her chin and neck, followed by her tits. I regained enough control to aim again and the fifth spurt hit mostly in her mouth. Kim swallowed quickly and reopened her mouth. I felt a few drops come out weakly, which landed on the base of her neck. My legs started to give way as the rush from cumming ebbed and I fell forward on the couch. I was still straddling Kim, though, so my drooping cock was only a few inches from her forehead (one last drop smeared across her right eyebrow as I fell). Kim reached up with juicy fingers and grabbed my cock and started nursing on it. "Aaaaaah, gently!!" I said. Kim stopped tonguing me and just moved my cock gently in and out of her mouth, keeping the tongue well out of the way. I could feel a bit of suction here and there as she pulled the last bits of cum from my organ. I moved my leg slowly and carefully and disengaged my cock from Kim's mouth. I moved off to one side, then slowly sat down with my back against the couch next to Kim. "Gawd, that felt great!" I said. I looked at Kim, who was covered with my juices and said "Big enough for you?" Kim reached up to the splatter on her face and scooped up a big fingerful and licked it off. "You taste so good," she said. "And yes, I think this proves your point." "I don't think you've noticed all of the proof," I said. I pointed to the puddle of cum that was now running down between her breasts. "There's this," I said, "and this here." I touched her neck near the half dozen big drops of cum. "What do you think about that, eh?" Kim slowly touched a few of the drops on her neck, collar, and breasts, and said "Oh, my God, that was really big, wasn't it?" I nodded. "You ever hear of a pearl necklace?" I said. "I'm not sure." "That's when you end up with big pearly drops of cum all over your neck and tits," I said "That's what you've got right now." "Mmmmmm!!!! Oh, I like getting pearl necklaces!" Kim said. "C'mere, kid." I put my arm under her shoulders and pulled her to me. We hugged tightly, then started kissing fiercely, while the cum on Kim's chest and neck made us slide frictionlessly on each other as we moved. Kim and Me Ch. 10 Ch. 10: Kim tries webcamming on her own Saturday afternoon You'll enjoy this more if you read chapters 1 through 9 of "Kim and Me" first. It was only about 4:00pm, but we'd already had quite a day. Between sex in the morning, a visit to the gym, and lovely snuggly, hot sex on the couch, I was thinking a nap was not out of the question. Kim and I had moved back up to the couch and necked and hugged and rubbed copious amounts of semen on her chest between us for a while. We were now both extended on the couch, with Kim lying halfway on top of me, smooching occasionally and tweaking each other's nipples, but we were mostly watching another episode of Red Dwarf. When the episode ended and we were back to the pledge drive, Kim looked at me and said, "I believe I'm going to go downstairs and check my email and romp around the web a bit." "That's fine with me, honeybunch," I replied. "I was thinking seriously of napping for a little while to recover my stamina. You do take it out of a man." Kim poked me gently in the ribs. "Well, it's not like we don't know where it's ending up, you know." She rubbed at a small dry spot of semen on her chest. "It's exactly where you left it, see?" "True, true, and I really liked putting it there, but a man has needs, honey, one of which is the need to nap on the couch to restore his precious bodily fluids while his beautiful and sexy companion plays on the computer." Kim snorted. "If there's a male need you haven't expressed to me yet, it's not because you lacked a conversational opening!" "Well, now that you mention it—" I started brightly. Kim put her lips against mine and blew a loud raspberry, which made us both laugh and we started kissing again. "I am going downstairs for a while. You can lie here comatose as you wish." She stood up and stretched, once more giving me a view of any number of scrumptious features. "Do you want me to tell you how to run CuSeeMe?" I said. "Yes, please!" Kim said. "You don't need to run mIRC to check in on the various reflectors. Just start the software, adjust the camera, and then go to any of the first six or seven entries in the directory. Phil and Betty's reflector is listed like that so it'll be easy to find. I'd suggest that you stick with that one unless no-one's there or you're feeling particularly adventurous. And remember that you're using my computer, so you'll get treated as me until someone looks at you or you tell them it's you. Technically, I'm not supposed to lend my account to someone who's not approved, but judging by the response yesterday, I think that everyone approved of you." I thought for a moment and said "If someone asks you to go to a private chat, you're welcome to decline if you wish. If you want to accept, have them step you through the process of calling them. They'll know what to do. You can put the headset on and phone them to hear their voice if you wish, too." "Sounds like a lot of fun to me," Kim said, her eyes sparkling. "I think you'll do just fine with it. God knows you know your way around a computer and CuSeeMe is configured, so it's point and shoot. Given this crowd and your newfound ability to squirt, I'd say there's at least two or three other meanings to that concept in this regard." Kim smiled and said "Anything else, John?" "Um, yes, now that I think of it." "What?" "Bring a fresh towel downstairs with you. Just in case." "Plbplbpblpblpbllbplbplplbpl!" Kim blew me another raspberry but she did go and get a towel. I noticed with pleasure that she wasn't bothering to get dressed as she walked downstairs to the office. Someone's about to get a major thrill, I thought. I turned the sound up on the TV just enough to hear the pledge drive and snuggled into the couch. I remember hearing "We'll get back to the program in just a minute..." and then I fell asleep. I awoke about 45 minutes later to the sounds of Kim cumming downstairs. Not a bad way to wake up, I had to admit, but I wanted to see what kind of mischief she'd gotten herself into. I stood up, stretched, and padded downstairs. Under the circumstances, I figured that clothing, even the kimono, was completely superfluous. Kim had moved the chair out of the way and was lying on the floor. The towel was doubled up and was just under her ass and then down to her ankles. Kim had the phone headset on and the phone was beside her. Her legs were drawn up and she was working her pussy with one hand and tugging on her nipples with the other. Periodically, she'd suck the pussy juice off her fingers. The camera was on the edge of the desk and the monitor window showed that it had a great view of her open cunt and the rest of her as she lay on the floor masturbating. The really surprising part was when I saw who was on the screen watching: it was Lynn and Honeybare! Both of them were also masturbating along with Kim, although only Lynn had a headset on. Lynn was in her favorite chair and was masturbating by hand like Kim. Honeybare was also on the floor, which was unusual for her from what I'd seen. She lay on her side and had one leg cocked. She was pushing a small vibrator in and out of her pussy and seemed to be getting close. Kim noticed me and said "Oh, John, come here! I want to suck you while I do this." I knelt by her head so my still-soft cock was near her mouth. "What's going on right now?" I asked. "Honeybare wanted to tell me about webcamming for girls since I was new and brought me to her private reflector." "I didn't even know she had a reflector," I said. "She hasn't had it long," Kim said. "She tends to use it for small groups of people, so she gets really good video speed. We saw Lynn online and dragged her along, too. They started by showing me a few things for better posing for the camera and we all got hot and steamy. I've been having little skimmy orgasms but I want to come bigger." "I'd like to see that," I said. "Are you talking to Lynn?" "Yes," Kim replied, "I'm talking to Lynn on the phone and she's talking to me and typing to Honeybare. She's saying 'Hi' by the way and—" Kim listened for a moment "and she wants me to suck on you while I jerk off so she can watch. Honeybare's messaging her with roughly the same idea." "Wow!" I said. Kim started rubbing her pussy more vigorously. "I am so hot doing this! It's the biggest thrill I've ever had. I want to be a dirty little cum slut and swallow you. May I suck you off, please?" "Anytime, sweetheart. Where would you like me?" "Lie down next to me." I lay down next to Kim but in a loose 69 position. My cock was still only semi-hard, but I didn't think I'd have too much trouble rising to the challenge when Kim really went to town on me. My head was near her right thigh and I reached over to touch Kim's hand. She pulled her fingers out of her pussy and ran them over my tongue. I could taste lots of hot, sticky cream. Kim stuck her fingers back into her pussy with a slight squishing noise and then rolled over slightly and swallowed my cock all the way to the base. I was once again dazzled with how incredibly good at cocksucking Kim was. It had felt like my cock was being inhaled right down Kim's throat. I'd not felt any stopping when it went deep and her mouth was slick and pink and soft. It was like fucking a pussy with a tongue and I loved it. Kim made little happy moaning sounds that vibrated my cockhead slightly. Her tongue was working my shaft and her lips were working at the base of my cock trying to pull it in even a little further. As much as I liked this, I wanted to be part of the program, too. When Kim had rolled toward me to suck on me, her hips had tilted toward me slightly. I pulled her closer to me and brought her clit within range of my tongue. Kim moved with me and cocked her left leg to make it easier to get in, but her fingers were still working her pussy deeply. I kissed her clit and then licked as much of her clit and her pussy as I could get to around her busy fingers. Kim had already cum several times and there was plenty of cream to lick up. She tasted heavenly as always. I pressed her hips into me and buried my face in her crotch. Kim pulled her fingers from her pussy, stroked my cheek (leaving a wet trail), and moved her hand up to play with her nipples, all the while suckling my now stiff cock. I responded by pulling her thighs apart with my hands and plunged my face into her gaping pussy. My tongue was stroking up and down in deep strokes, alternating occasionally with trying to fuck my tongue as deep into her as I could go. As much as I loved having her suck me off—and she could do it better than anyone I'd ever met—I loved eating her even more. The taste and aroma hit something that was wired right into my spine. It felt primal and I couldn't get enough. While I was eating Kim lustily, she was now pumping my cock in and out of her mouth. When I started moving my hips back and forth to fuck her mouth, she opened her mouth wide and said "Fuck my mouth deep!" I pulled my cock out all the way and pushed in smooth and deep. Again, there was no resistance and, when I pulled out, she said "More!" I pushed in again and started pumping into her mouth like I really was fucking her pussy. Kim grabbed my ass and pulled me in deeper with each stroke. Each time I went all the way in, I felt her nose touch my balls and her teeth hit my pubic mound. I was focusing exclusively on Kim's clit at this point. I had sucked much of it into my mouth and held it firmly with my lips while I pushed the folds apart with my tongue and lashed it hard. My orgasm was building and Kim's pussy was getting that hot taste that told me she was a minute or so away. I nestled the tips of all four fingers between her pussy lips and worked them in. I was only able to get them in a few inches but Kim shuddered violently with pleasure. I pulled them out and pushed them in again, bringing another shudder. I opened my mouth wide and tongued everything I could reach while pushing my fingers into her as far as they'd go, pulling them out, and doing it again. Kim's was making a noise through her nose like a steam engine each time I fucked my cock into her mouth. We were both working hard and I felt my cockhead swell suddenly. I pulled away from Kim's wet cunt and yelled "I'm cumming!" Kim pulled my cock half way out so the head was in her mouth and sucked on me furiously. Cum spewed out of my cock and she held it all in her mouth without swallowing and bobbed her head, giving a slicker feeling in her mouth and making me cum all the harder. I was bucking and jerking but I managed to keep licking at her pussy, sort of. My fingers kept pumping into her and that's what did it for Kim. I felt a hot squirt of liquid hit me on my mouth and chin. Kim had previously pulled away from me when she came like that, but I had one arm around her hips at this point and I held on tight while I plunged my fingers into her and then wiggled them, pressing into her G-spot. Kim made a muffled noise because my cock was still spurting in her mouth and clamped her lips and tongue down very hard on me. She gripped my ass very tightly and jerked a little, all the while holding on to my cock and trying to fuck my fingers. Hot spray was running down my face and hand by this point. As my orgasm subsided, I tried pulling my cock out of her mouth, but she was still in the throes of her own violent orgasm. I held on to her but stopped pumping my fingers and just held them where they were. Kim stopped moving and I could feel her muscles relax slowly. After about 15 seconds, she opened her mouth enough for me to pull my cock out. She sucked at the head as I pulled it out, making a loud popping noise. I rolled back slightly but kept my face on her hip bone and my fingers in her pussy. We caught our breath and then I heard something indistinct on the headset. Kim's body language told me she was listening to something interesting. She burst out laughing and said "Lynn says that she's never watched anyone 69 on camera before. She thinks that we may be the hottest thing she's ever seen." "Was that what made you laugh?" "No, although it was nice. She said you should feel your head." I reached up and touched my hair. One side of my head was all wet. I stroked it and a drop of liquid trickled down the side of neck. "Is this you?" "Yes," Kim said. "Lynn says that she could tell when I came because I squirted three times that she could see. Apparently the second one shot up and she saw it fountain over your head and a lot of it landed in your hair. She says you were probably preoccupied and didn't notice it at the time." A pause. "Me squirting was a big part of why this was so hot for her." "I can't say I blame her; it does for me, too," I said. I looked at the monitor. Lynn and Honeybare were both lying back with their legs spread wide and their pussies wet. They'd obviously liked the show. I gave the camera a broad smile and a thumbs-up gesture. I could see Lynn and Honeybare laugh and start applauding. Kim laughed, too, and said "Lynn's shouting 'Encore! Encore!' and Honeybare messaged Lynn saying that she needs to find a man like you." "High praise, but I think there's only one of me right now," I said. "Most people seem to think that that's more than enough, actually." I smiled, too. Lynn asked something that I couldn't hear and Kim responded, "No, only since this weekend. John's got magic fingers and he got me started. Now I seem to do it every time." Kim listened for a moment and said to me in a slightly more serious tone, "Lynn wants to know if it's okay with me if she asks you to teach her how to squirt the next time she's in Seattle." "That is a serious question," I said. "It's totally up to you, sweetheart. I don't want to do anything with or without you that's going to hurt you and I treasure what we have already and I'd like to do more of this for a long time. I'm giving you carte blanche here: if you're comfortable with her asking me, then tell her she can ask, but if you have the tiniest reservation, then don't and we can talk about it later and see if it's something you might feel comfortable with. But don't do it if you don't want to." "If she asked you, what would you say?" Kim said. "Well... We both think she's a hot woman who's probably as much of an exhibitionist as you are, right?" "Yes to all of that." "I think what I'd like to say is that, if it's okay with you, I'd love to do this with her, providing that you were there to watch or whatever you were comfortable with, but only if you like that idea," I said. "I'd feel more uncomfortable if you weren't there. It'd feel like I was cheating on you somehow." Kim said into the headset "Did you hear all of that?" She paused, then said to me, "Lynn thinks you're not a typical man because you weren't letting the little head do the thinking for the big head and that it's very sweet of you to make sure that all this was okay with me first." Returning to the headset, Kim said "Yes, it's okay with me and I would very much like to be there and watch. I've never done anything like this before so I don't know if I'll just watch, but we'll play it by ear. Is that okay with you?" A pause, and then Kim said to both of us, "It's a date!" Honeybare had been sending messages to both of us on the screen asking what was going on, please, so I got to the keyboard and filled her in on everything. She said "Wow, it's not all that much further to get to Seattle from Hawaii than Anchorage; you think I could buy in on the same deal?" I relayed this to Kim who said "Yeah, I'd like that. She looks really cuddly." I let Honeybare know that we'd leave a key under the mat if she found her way to the Pacific Northwest. Her response was "Oh, goodie!" I heard Kim wrapping up with Lynn and then she said "Okay, Lynn, I'm looking forward to it, too. John's got my phone number and I'll have him send it to you right now in a private message." She motioned at me and I sent a quick pm to Lynn with Kim's home number. Lynn responded with "Thanks! I'm looking forward to this very much. If it's okay with Kim, I'd like to suck your cock, too." I typed "No promises, but I think it could be arranged." Kim was saying "No, thank you! This is a weekend that's breaking a lot of new ground for me. Talk to you really soon! Byeee!" She reached over and hung up the phone and took the headset off, then went to the keyboard and typed a similar message to Honeybare. Honeybare typed back "I'll keep you and John posted about my potential travel plans, then. Thank you for an amazing show!" Kim broke the connection and sat back down on the floor next to where I was standing. "I simply cannot believe how much fun I'm having!" "Ditto, honey," I said, looking down at her. "No, I mean it's even more than that. I'm having an incredible weekend with you and I'd be having an incredible weekend with you even if it was only the two of us. But this is giving me a chance to experiment with some of my deepest fantasies and I feel so safe and warm and loved that I'm on the verge of happy tears all the time!" Kim hugged my legs and looked up at me. "I love you very much. You've given me a bigger gift than I think you know." She reached up and touched my cock, which was saying in a quiet voice only I could hear "Don't bother me, I'm asleep!" I sat down next to Kim on the floor and hugged her. "I want to talk to you a little more about having someone else in. This can be really tough stuff and I have a little more experience in it than you do. Remember that I said that I don't swing? It's largely because I don't want to risk my primary relationship. No matter who you are, you're periodically going to feel jealous and abandoned and out of your depth when you open up your relationship and the only way you can keep things safe is for either of you to be able to say 'Wait a minute, I need to call a timeout here because this is beyond my comfort zone.' I think that we may be able to experiment with this, but I want to be clear that I don't want to hurt you or do anything that will fuck up what we seem to have going here." Kim considered all of this for a minute and then said, "I don't want to hurt you, either, and I think that we can do this and try it out. No-one will be able to counter the fact that we've known each other for so long and I'm not too worried about someone stealing you physically when you've got these—" she lifted her breasts and bounced them at me "—to come back to. So, yes, I'd like to try this at least with Lynn." Kim put her arms around me and kissed me, then said "I really think you'd like this, too, and I don't mind if we only do this with women. Think of it as a present that you can take home with you to bed." I kissed her back and said "All right, my little cum slut." Kim went "Oooooh" and wiggled in my arms slightly. "But I want to be really, totally, crystal clear that either one of us can call a halt to things if it gets too far outside of our comfort zones. Is that a deal?" Kim held up her hand and said "It's a deal. Cross my heart." She crossed her heart theatrically, then pulled her breasts up by her nipples. I smiled at this and said "Yes, they're big, but are they art?" "Oh, you!" Kim shouted and she pushed me to floor and leapt on me. Later, after we'd called our tickle fight a draw (my armpits are pretty sensitive, but Kim's feet are worse), we went upstairs. Once again, we were naked and sticky. Kim still had traces of my semen from earlier in the afternoon and we both were covered with G-spot cum and her regular cream. Frankly, we probably reeked but it smelled wonderful to both of us. We both showered quickly and put our robes back on and went back to the living room. I heated up the tea in the pot and poured us another cup. Kim and Me Ch. 10 I turned on sound on the TV again. Red Dwarf was over, but they were back to Blackadder again, with the rarely-shown Blackadder special entitled "The Cavalier Years" about the English civil war. Neither of us had seen it and we laughed almost continually. When the special ended and we were back in pledge drive exhortations, I said "It's probably time to start thinking about dinner. Particularly if we keep burning up the calories the way we seem to." "What's on the menu again if we stay here?" Kim said. "I can make prawn vindaloo or T-bone steaks and potatoes," I said. "Steak sounds like what I'd like. Rare, please. And a potato." "Your wish is my command, kiddo. I'd like you to stay here on the couch and keep the TV on and I'll bustle about the kitchen and make dinner." "I do so love it that you're housetrained already to wait on me hand and foot," Kim said. She stretched out on the part of the couch I'd just vacated. As I headed into the kitchen, I heard Kim say "Would I be pushing it if I asked you to peel me a grape?" "I dunno," I said. "It depends: what's in it for me?" "The undeniable pleasure and thrill for you of peeling a grape for me." "Then, yes, you'd definitely be pushing it!" "Just checking." I poked my head out and said "I could provide wine and nibbly things. Food, that is." "I'm sure I'd manage. I love your taste in wines. What do you propose for this meal?" I poked my head out of the kitchen and said, "Well, I was thinking that since we're going to have heavy, rich red meat, we'd go for a wine with similar characteristics. How about a nice oaky zinfandel? I have a favorite from Ridge. It's still young, but it's awfully good." Kim spread her legs lewdly and said "Take me, I'm yours!" She giggled. "After dinner. And it's a wonder they actually let you out in decent company considering how thin that veneer of respectability is." I returned to the kitchen and got the bottle of zinfandel from the refrigerator and rummaged for a corkscrew. "It's plenty thick, but I figure there's no reason to waste it on you; you'd just plow right through it anyway," Kim retorted. One loud popping noise later, I walked into the living room bearing an open bottle and two wine glasses. I poured a healthy glass for each of us and handed one to Kim. We clinked glasses and drank. Kim's eyes lit up and she said "I love it! Where do you find these?" "I have spies in every major city," I said. "I've always liked Ridge Zinfandels and I tend to keep a few of them around for meals that need a red that stands up to almost anything." "But it's so meaty!" Kim said, taking another swallow. "That's why I originally tried it. I wanted a good red that was something you could have an actual tankard of and enjoy it. This seemed to fit the bill and I've been a fan ever since." "Mmmmmmm," Kim said. "Well, let me try this with food and see what it does. You did suggest nibbly food?" She batted her eyes at my conspicuously. "Coming right up, princess!" I walked to the refrigerator and got the cheese tray I'd prepared yesterday, stripped the plastic wrap from it, and carried it into the living room. I set it down on the coffee table with a flourish and pulled the coffee table back to its proper position by the couch. "Okay, here's brie, of course, and a very sharp white cheddar, and a smoked havarti that's not bad. I have three kinds of crackers to go with the cheese: Carr's water biscuits, a pepper flatbread that's tangy, and little toasted rye crackers for contrast. They'll probably be best with the cheddar and should stand up to the wine very nicely. The gherkins in the center are mostly to clear the palate between cheeses." Kim sighed and held up her arms for me to hug her. I did. She said against my neck, "I was right. You are making some lucky woman very happy!" Kim made a happy noise and let go and said "All right, cutie, go make me dinner and make me even happier. I'm going to lie on the couch, watch TV, eat cheese and crackers, drink wine, and listen to you being domestic." "Oh, yes, mistress, glad to do it, yes, ma'am!" I said, bowing and ducking as I backed into the kitchen. Kim burst out laughing. Getting dinner started was actually fairly simple. I pricked the potatoes and chucked them into the oven, which was well on its way to heating up to 425 degrees. I set the timer for 45 minutes so I could check on them and see how much longer they needed at that point. With the potatoes started, I pulled the steaks from the meat drawer, unwrapped them, and put them on a broiling tray. I dusted them with salt, pepper, and a little granulated garlic, then put the tray back in the fridge. After washing my hands to get the raw meat off, I pulled half a dozen salad ingredients out and started making a large salad. Kim was watching another show on the PBS fund drive, "The Vicar of Dibley." She yelled, "Come here and look at this!" I scampered out and saw Dawn French for the first time. She was dressed in a typical English vicar's outfit and looked really good. "I know you like large women, so I wanted you to take a gander at her," Kim said. "Oh, my, she's scrumptious, she is!" I said. "I'd do her in a New York minute!" "I would hope that you'd last longer than that, but I kinda thought that that'd be your reaction." Kim smiled at me. "And by the way, this brie is wonderful! I like brie, but it's hard to tell a good brie from a bad brie." "There's a trick to it," I said, smirking. I walked back to the kitchen and continued slicing scallions for the salad and for garnishing the potatoes. After a pause, I heard an exasperated voice from the other "I'm sure there's a trick to it, you idiot! Were you actually going to share this trick with me?" "Well, I don't know, Kim. It's fairly, um, sophisticated," I replied. "Are you going to tell me or not?" Kim said. I walked to the entrance to the living room and leaned against the wall. "Are you really sure?" I said in a bantering tone. "Yes, I'm really sure," Kim said. "Okay, here's how: I want you to smell your fingers, the ones you were using to play with your yourself," I said. "What, exactly, has this got to do with brie?" Kim said suspiciously. "Trust me, honey, would you just do this?" "You're strange. You do know that, I hope?" "Yes, but it's a defining characteristic and is neither here nor there. Work with me for a moment on this." Kim gave me a hard-but-puzzled look and raised her hand and smelled it deeply. "It smells good. I've always liked the way I smell," she said. "Not surprised; I find it intoxicating myself. Okay, sniff the wine or a gherkin or something to clear your nose and palate for a moment." Kim did so. "Now, pick up a chunk of brie and smell the rind where it's thickest. It won't be a really strong smell, but look for it." Kim picked up the biggest piece of brie on the tray and carefully smelled the rind on the edge. Her eyes widened and she looked at me and said "Are you telling me that you look for cheese that smells like pussy?" I burst out laughing. "Yes, that's exactly right." "You are one seriously weird guy!" Kim said. She took a long smell again and said in quieter tones, "You really look for a cheese that smells like pussy?" I nodded. "I know it sounds like the weirdest thing you've ever heard, but it works. The cheese shouldn't smell strong or unpleasant and it should have that high, clean, fragrant aroma. Just like an aroused pussy in good health." Kim took a tiny bite of the rind and chewed it carefully, then smelled her palm again. "I don't know if I should burst out laughing or be completely appalled," she said. She took another small bite of cheese and said "But you sure do know how to pick brie, I'll give you that." "The proof is in the pudding. Or the pussy. Whichever, take your pick. It works. I've used it for years, but I rarely tell anyone how I do it." I ducked back into the kitchen just as Kim's yell of "You're a pervert!" followed me. I cackled. A few minutes later, I'd finished making the salad and put it into the refrigerator to await dinner. I scraped the excess scallions into a small bowl and added them to the refrigerator. I said "Do you want butter and sour cream for your potato?" "Yes, please!" "I can also make sourdough garlic bread if you like." "Ummmm... No, I think we'll do fine with the menu as is. Thank you!" "Okay, honey!" I put sour cream into a matching bowl and put that into the fridge, then glanced at the clock. Another 15 minutes on the timer, so I poked the potatoes with a fork. They were doing nicely, but maybe a little longer would be good. I reset the timer for 25 minutes. I came into the living room and said "Scoot over, cutie." Kim pulled her feet up and I sat down. She immediately put her feet on my lap. I caressed her feet gently and she wiggled her toes at me. "We've got 25 minutes until I put the steaks in the broiler. What's on the tube?" "Another Vicar of Dibley episode is starting in a few minutes, so you'll probably get to see most of it," Kim said. We watched the next episode together. I rubbed Kim's feet throughout. I had some of the sharp cheese and rye crackers and was pleased to discover that they did fine against the wine. About 3/4 of the way through the show, I heard the timer ding. I said, "Excuse me, petal, it's time to do things to the steaks." I lifted her feet gently off my lap and repositioned them so I could stand up. "Rare, right?" "Yes, please, but warm rare, not cold rare. Think of it as a medium rare on the rare side." "Pretty much how I like mine," I said. As I stood up, Kim grabbed my hand and pulled me to her. She wrapped her arms around me and kissed me with her mouth open. She looked at me and said "I really do love you, you know," and kissed me again. "It's mutual, honey. I'm glad you're here." I stroked her cheek and trailed down to cup her right breast for a moment. "You're wonderful." I headed into the kitchen and checked the potatoes--almost done; the extra 15 minutes for the broiling would crisp them up just right. I cranked the heat up another 25 degrees just to make sure the skins got crackly. I turned on the broiler oven and pulled the broiler tray out of the refrigerator. I set the broiler's timer for 7 minutes and slipped the tray in. I opened the kitchen door to get a little air in; broiling steaks this big would be a bit smoky. I pulled out the salad, dressed it with a Caesar dressing I was fond of, and set it on the table. Plates, silverware, and napkins followed, along with glasses of ice water and the remainder of the wine. The butter dish and the bowls of scallions and sour cream rounded out the table setting. The timer was down to a minute and a half, so I poked my head around the corner and watched the end of the Vicar of Dibley episode. About the time the credits started rolling, the timer went off. I flipped the steaks and shoved them back under the broiler. It looked like they'd be good for another five minutes, so I set the timer accordingly. I turned the oven off and left the potatoes in for the last five minutes. There was nothing left to do, so I walked back to the couch and leaned over the back of it. Kim was stretched out on the couch again. Her robe had fallen open rather fetchingly and most of her was exposed. I ran my hand over her breasts and tummy and she smiled up at me. My right hand found its way down her tummy to her pubic mound and I cupped her pussy. Kim spread her legs and I slipped my middle finger inside her and gently probed her. She stretched and made a happy noise and I pushed my finger in deeper. "I love it when you play with me," she said, squeezing her nipples between her fingers. I smiled and said "There's very little else I'd like to do, except possibly to tell you that dinner is about ready." "How soon is 'about ready' in this case?" Kim asked. "About three and a half minutes from now," I said. "See if you can make me cum between now and then," Kim said. "You're incorrigible!" I said. "Yes, I am. So, wanna try?" "Very much so!" Kim lifted her leg and parked her foot on the edge of the couch. I said "We can do better," and put anchored her foot on my left side. She was now splayed wide open, with her left leg straight up and her right leg dangling off the edge of the couch. I pulled my hand out for a second (there was an "Awww!" from Kim), spat on my fingers, and put my middle and ring fingers inside her. I snaked them up to find her G-spot, not so much to make her squirt as to provide a lot of fast, hard stimulation. Kim was pulling her nipples hard, squeezing way back into the areolae. She was heating up already. Her chest was beginning to blush slightly and she had her head thrown back and her eyes shut. I tapped her G-spot gently and got the response I was looking for. My thumb ran up and down one side of her clit and she moaned loudly and arched off the couch. I kept it up, dipping into her pussy a couple of times for more lubrication. Kim bit her lower lip hard and pulled her nipples so hard her breasts were pulled straight up. She made a couple of small "Uh, uh!" noises and then exploded, arching high off the couch and pushing into my hand. She didn't squirt this time, but I did feel her sloshing a little with extra juice as she came. I tickled her clit with my thumb until she dropped to the couch and said "Stop, stop, stop!" I carefully pulled my fingers free and she grabbed my hand and kissed and sucked them. At that moment, I heard the timer go off. I pulled my hand away and headed towards the kitchen, saying, "Better go wash your hands, honey, it's time for dinner." I had just vanished around the corner to the kitchen when I leaned back until I could see Kim and said with a grin, "But we're very informal here: you don't need to dress." Kim and Me Ch. 11 Ch. 11: Saturday evening at the hot tubs You'll enjoy this more if you read chapters 1 through 10 of "Kim and Me" first. Kim headed into the bathroom to wash up, while I pulled the steaks from the broiler. Perfect! The fat was slightly brown on the edges and the steaks were nice and juicy. I set the broiler pan on the range for a moment, then I put on an oven mitt and got the potatoes from the oven (without burning myself for a change). The potatoes went on the broiler pan and I grabbed a fork to serve with. I took the broiler pan to the table and speared a steak and a potato onto each plate. The broiler pan got tucked into the dishwasher and I put the oven mitt away. The bottle of A-1 sauce was grabbed from the refrigerator door and parked on the table. I'd already fetched Kim's wine glass from the table and I topped off both our glasses and sat down. I was ready for Kim to join me at the table. Or so I thought. Kim came to the table in the kimono she'd been wearing a few minutes before, but she'd spent her time in the bathroom applying decoration. As she sat down, I saw that she now had sprays of body glitter on her face and breasts. I felt yet another surge of lust for her. "You are the most inventively sexy woman I have ever know, Kim!" I said. "How do you keep doing this?" "I have a few toys and props tucked into odd corners of my bags. I wanted to surprise you," Kim said simply. She sat down at the table and inhaled. "Wow, that smells like exactly what I wanted for dinner." She picked up her steak knife and fork, cut off a small piece, and put it in her mouth. A look of bliss rolled across her face. "Dazzling!" Kim swallowed and was about to cut another piece of steak when she noticed that I hadn't moved and said "Are you okay?" "I'm just in awe of how incredibly hot you really are," I said. "I'm at a loss to express it, although several other body parts may want to chime in on the subject." "Ohhhhh!" Kim said. "Well, you do bring this out in me. I'm sure you'll have a chance to see more when we get to the hot tub place." I still wasn't moving and she leaned forward and said in a whisper, "I love you, too, John. Eat your dinner!" I laughed, at myself as much as anything, and dug into the steak. "Oh, God, yes, that turned out nicely!" I said. I poured a little A-1 near the steak and went to work on it for a minute or two. Kim was doing much the same thing to hers. After about half my steak was gone, I broke open my potato and started applying butter, sour cream, and chopped scallions. Kim paused in her attack on her steak to do the same. The potatoes had come out perfectly, too, with crispy skins and steaming right to the center. Dinner was so good, we didn't even play with each other's feet under the table. Almost the only sound was the clink of cutlery on the plates, although we would break free occasionally to look at each other and smile. When I'd finished my steak and potato, I went for the salad. I dished up a healthy portion on my plate, then I offered the salad to Kim. She nodded, so I ladled a good bit of salad on her plate as well. I crunched through the salad. The tang of the Caesar dressing cut the rich fat of the steak and the butter cleanly. My plate was clean and I was feeling very well fed. I picked up my wine glass, had a swallow, and stretched out a little. Kim was still working on her salad, but she smiled when I trapped one of her legs between mine. "That was just wonderful, if I say so myself." I sipped more wine. "You like hanging out with a good cook?" "I love hanging out with you, John. But the fact that you like pampering me makes it all the better," Kim said. She poked at the last few bites of salad on her plate, crunched happily, and set her fork down with a clatter. Like me, she picked up her wine glass and had a large swallow, after which she sighed happily... then suddenly let out a loud belch. "Oh, God, excuse me!" Kim said. She blushed prettily. I chuckled and said "No problem, honey, it was a fine meal and a good belch seems the perfect compliment. Thank you." Kim leaned back a little in her chair and I felt her feet playing with mine now. The kimono had spread open and I could see splashes of different colored glitter decorating her skin. I shook my head gently. "Before we get involved in an exploration of exactly where that glitter may have been applied, let me bounce a few ideas off of you for the evening," I said. "Okay. Whatcha got in mind?" Kim said, running her foot up my calf. Well, we could continue with any of the entertainments we've already been trying this weekend. Including the glitter." "Those have done well for us, I agree." "We could get to the movies we rented," I continued. "Also a possibility. Anything else on the table?" "Or, and this is my suggestion, we head out to Tubs in the U District and rent a hot tub and sauna room for an hour or two." "So we combine getting dirty and getting clean all at once, is that it?" "Eeeeeyup!" I said. "I'm sold. What do we do?" Kim said. "We'll pack a bag with any toys and accessories you care to bring along, and we're off. Come to think of it, I should phone and see how long the wait is since it's Saturday night. And as much as you might enjoy showing up in a loose kimono, you're going to need to be dressed for the public." "Aw, geeeeeee!" Kim whined. "Yeah, yeah, I know it's tough, my heart bleeds for you. But I think we should probably get dressed and get going, because I am really wanting to have you straddle my face again so I can fuck you with my tongue. You are the hottest thing I've ever seen and I want us to get to the hot tub place as quickly as possible." Kim pulled the kimono apart and lifted her breasts at me. "I'd like that. I want to ride your face and cover you with cum and then make you shoot your cum deep into me." She stood up and wrapped the kimono around herself. "I'm going to go get dressed and we can leap in the car." "I'm right behind you as soon as I clean up here," I replied. Kim came over to my side of the table and held my face in her hands and gave me a big wet kiss. She pulled back a couple of inches and said "You're not the only one at this table who gets to look at someone incredibly hot, you know." She walked to the bedroom and I cleared the table quickly. The glasses, dishes, and silverware went into the dishwasher, the remaining salad got covered up and put in the refrigerator, as did the A-1 and the last bit of wine. I got the remaining crackers and cheese and covered it up again so the cheese wouldn't dry out, and set that carefully on top of the salad bowl in the fridge. Just to make sure that we wouldn't have to wait, I called the hot tub place. No, there was no wait and things were actually looking a little slow this evening, so it didn't seem like there'd be any problem getting a hot tub room for a few hours at least. I put soap in the dishwasher and started it, then threw the napkins down the laundry chute as I passed by on the way to the bedroom. Kim had already gotten jeans and sandals on and was picking up her bra. I stopped her saying, "Don't bother with the bra." Kim paused, looking confused, and I continued "Don't bother wearing a bra tonight. You're going to be with me and I'd love for people to see those wonderful breasts loose under your blouse." Kim shivered at the thought of her nipples sticking out for all to see, but she squeezed my hand and said "Okay." She slipped the thin cotton blouse on that she'd worn earlier and said "What do you think?" Her nipples were plainly visible and it was possible to tell that she wasn't wearing a bra from across the room. "You look incredibly gorgeous," I replied. "Every guy in the place is going to be turned on by you. Particularly because no-one goes to Tubs on a Saturday night with a date to just take in the waters." "Are my nipples visible?" Kim asked. "Some," I replied. "But only if someone's inclined to look closely at a beautiful woman's big breasts garbed in just a thin cotton blouse." I grinned. "I don't think we should make them guess, you know," Kim said. She carefully squeezed both nipples a few times and said "How's that?" The nipples were much more prominent now and I said as much. "Good!" Kim said happily. "That ought to turn everyone else on." She ran her hands through her hair and said "I guess I'm ready. Better get moving, John." I got pants and a short-sleeved shirt on and slipped into Birkenstocks. I looked around the room and asked "Do you want to take any toys along? Or anything else for that matter?" "Yes," Kim said. "I wanted to take the dildo with us. You never know when a good dildo will come in handy." "You're probably right. I'll get us a few other things to come along." "Like what?" Kim asked. "I'd like to surprise you, sweetheart," I replied. "Okay," Kim said. I got a small carrying bag and put Kim's dildo in the bag, the kimonos—"so we don't have to get dressed to walk down the hall to the bathroom"—and spent a minute rummaging in the dresser drawer for a few items. I blocked Kim's line of sight carefully so she wasn't able to see what I was getting. "That's probably about it in here," I said. We headed towards the door and I stopped at the kitchen and grabbed a couple bottles of sparkling water for the bag. We got to the car and I opened Kim's door for her, then walked back to the door and let the cats in who had chosen now as the moment they wanted to go inside. I unlocked the door and opened it. The cats sat there looking at the open door as if they hadn't seen one before. "Get in, you furballs!" I said, and half-herded, half-scooped Cookie and Fuzzball inside. I said "We'll be back in a few hours. Guard the house with your lives!" to both of them and shut and re-locked the door. I heard a single "Meow?" from Cookie as he padded off towards the food bowl. "The cats will defend this house to the death," I said as I got into this car. "Only their food bowl," Kim said. "True, but it's a start." We drove to the U-district. The hot tub place was right where it had always been, although it had changed ownership since the first time I'd gone there. But the insides were still the same: lots of cedar and redwood and artistic designer neon lights. Rentals were still light for a Saturday evening and close to a dozen rooms were still available. I signed us up for an hour and asked about the possibility of extending. The receptionist said "Saturday nights are usually a bit heavier by now, but I think the weather's actually keeping people away tonight. I'll go ahead and say yes if you'd like an option on another hour, although I'll tell you what: it's been so quiet so far that if you want to sign up now for two hours, I'll only charge you for an hour and a half. Sound good?" "Yes, definitely," I said. "Thank you very much!" I put my credit card on the counter. "Would it be possible to get a room near the bathrooms?" "I can put you in number 11, which is near the end of the hall." "Excellent. Thanks!" I made a mental note to tip the receptionist at the end of the evening. The receptionist escorted us down the hall to room 11 and handed me the key. "You're probably familiar with this, but if you want anything or have problems with the equipment, just push the red intercom button. Operating instructions for the sauna and hot tub are posted inside." We thanked the receptionist again and headed in. Kim looked around: the room was about 16x16, with a couple steps up to a redwood deck that formed the floor of the room. There was a sauna big enough for three or four people, a tiled shower, and a covered hot tub in the center of the room. Everything in the room was done in cedar and redwood, giving a rich, woody smell and made me think of houses built in the 70s. Benches of varying sizes were built into recesses in the walls and there was a double-mattress with a thin fitted sheet over it on one side of the decking near the sauna. Kim sniffed and said "Chlorine." "Yes," I said, "they tend to over-chlorinate to make sure that everything is sterile. You never know what people might do in the tubs, you know." I grinned widely at Kim. "Hmmm..." Kim said, eyeing me thoughtfully. She peeled her blouse off and hung it up on one of the hooks, then started unbuttoning her jeans. I joined in this activity, hanging up my shirt and jeans on the hooks, then setting my Birkenstocks on the floor and carefully putting my underwear on them so it wouldn't get wet. Kim had already gotten her underwear stacked on her sandals. I hung up the two kimonos from the bag and set the bag down on the bench so that Kim couldn't peer inside. Kim noticed that there was something else in the bag but I wouldn't let her see. She stepped into me and molded her front to mine. Pulling on my left nipple gently, she said "Are you sure you won't let me see?" I wrapped my arms around her waist and said "All in good time, my pretty, all in good time!" in my best Wicked Witch of the West voice. Kissing Kim was always a pleasure. She did it very well and there were frequently other benefits as well. In this case, one of the other benefits was feeling Kim cupping my balls gently and pressing up right behind them with a finger. She then circled the base of my scrotum and pulled down very gently. Pleasant sensations rose up my body and I moaned into her mouth. Kim broke off the kiss and said "We can stand here and do this or we can take advantage of the room. What's your preference?" "Ummm, both," I said. "It was a trick question, I know. What would you like first?" "I think I'd like to slip into the hot tub with you for a bit," I said. We rolled the cover off the hot tub and set it in the corner. I slithered in first and held out my hand. Kim steadied herself on my hand and stepped into the hot tub and down the steps. The tub was still a bit on the cool side, so I said "I'm going to turn the heat up." The controls for the hot tub were on the wall. I turned the heat up to 101 degrees and then turned the jets on low. I also thought to turn on the sauna's heater so the sauna would be ready for us a little later. I got back in the tub. Kim was already sitting in one corner and was squoodging around slightly and enjoying the jets playing across her back muscles. "The jets will help heat the tub faster," I said as I sat down. "But it's nice that it's still a bit cool. I like a warmer hot tub, but I can only stay in it for a few minutes before I have to get out and cool off. At this temperature I'm good for quite a while. I didn't set it very high for that reason." "Good," Kim said, standing up. "I'd like you here for quite a while." She was standing in the center of the tub and she leaned forward and put her arms around me and kissed me. I kissed her back. Kim let her knees bend and floated forward towards me, kissing me all the while. She was now half floating in front of me. Instead of just hanging down, Kim's breasts were floating slightly. I cupped them with my hands and leaned back, stretching my legs out. Kim was stretched out above me, but we only touched occasionally. I stroked her back and pulled her down slightly, so she could feel my cock poking her. "Mmmmm, there's something hard in the water here!" Kim said, encircling my hardon with her right hand and stroking me a couple times. "Scoot up a little, honey, I want to see if we can put that jet to another use," I said. "Ooooh, that could be fun!" Kim said. "How do you want me to do this?" "Ummm... why don't you stay in this position, but hang on to me. I'm going to turn around so the jet's blowing up between your legs kinda from behind. Stay just like you are now and let's see if this works." Holding on to Kim's arms and with Kim hanging on to my neck, I slithered around 90 degrees so I was now sitting directly opposite one of the big jets. Kim put her feet on the inside edge of the tub and did a horizontal squat. Sure enough, the water jet was running right up between her legs and playing with her pussy all on its own. "That's not bad," Kim said. "It's not a lot, but it's continual." She considered for a moment and said "That's funny! The water's making my pussy lips flap every so often." Kim giggled and hugged my neck and said "C'mere, big boy, why don't you rub my clit while you kiss me and see what happens?" I reached between Kim's legs with my left hand and spread her pussy lips wide with my index and ring fingers and played with her clit with the tip of my middle finger. Kim was definitely getting aroused by all of this and was kissing me vigorously. She was still holding on to me around my neck so I used my right hand to play with her breasts and tug on her nipples while tickling her clit. We kept this up for about five minutes. Kim was getting hotter and hotter. She'd stopped kissing me in favor of just holding on to my neck and panting loudly. She sounded like she was getting close when she said "Wait, I want to try something!" "Sure, what?" "I want to stand up on the edge of the tub and have you standing in the tub and eating me!" "God, yes, that sounds good!" Kim clambered out of the tub and stood right at the edge. Her toes curled over the edge slightly over the edge and she had her feet spread wide. Her pussy was glistening from the beads of water clinging to it. She ran her fingers through her hair and shook her head and said "Eat me! Lick me really deep!" Kim pulled her lips apart with both hands. I moved up to her. Kim was above the part of the tub where the spa seat ended, so I could get right up to the edge. My cock was sandwiched between my abdomen and the tub wall. The height difference was just about perfect: with Kim's legs spread, I could stand up in the tub, hold on to her legs, and fuck her with my mouth from below. Which is exactly what I did. The water had been washing away all the juices that normally would have built up, but Kim was very hot and fairly close, so I could taste her creaming within a moment or two. I had my face filling her crotch from below, so she held on to my head and pushed me into her. I couldn't see her face, but I heard her going "Huh! Huh! Huh!" and felt her hips pumping into me. Kim had gotten back to her normal level of slickness by now. Wrapping my left arm around Kim's right leg to make sure she didn't fall over, I reached up with my right hand and shoved two fingers all the way up into her. She said "Oh, fuck me!" loudly and pushed spasmodically a couple of times before regaining her rhythm. I pumped deep into her with my fingers. There was a trickle of something coming down my wrist; I looked out of the corner of my eye and I could see a little white liquid that was coming from deep inside Kim. Kim was still pumping her hips into my face, fucking herself on my tongue, but I could feel her thighs tightening up hard and trembling. I thought "This one's gonna be big!" I pulled my mouth back a little so I could rub her clit with my thumb. I was still able to lick the shaft of her clit while rubbing it. Between fingerfucking, licking, and Kim standing up and pushing her hips into me, it was too much. Kim made a surprisingly quiet sighing noise and juice started gushing out of her. She was squirting all over my face, my hair, and my chest. Juice was running down my arm and spattering on the decking and in the hot tub. Kim managed to keep enough control so she didn't fall over, which could've been a little risky for where she was, but she stepped off to one side. She gripped my head hard to steady herself, and I threw both arms around her thighs tightly so she wouldn't fall. In this somewhat unsteady position, we managed to ease her down so she was on the deck next to the hot tub, but still twitching and spaced out from the orgasm. I reached over and scooped her up in my arms (the sore pecs made a protest but they were not quite as bad as they had been last night) and gently ladled her into the hot tub. Kim and Me Ch. 11 I stood in the center of the tub, holding Kim in my arms. She'd thrown her arms around my neck by this time, so between that and our buoyancy, she was easy to hang on to. The water was covering her about halfway and I sat down slowly on the spa seat in the tub. I did okay: I leaned back and slid down the wall, but I still bounced a little hard. But I held on to Kim, which was the important thing. We sat in the hot water and I held her tightly as she slowly came back. She opened her eyes and said "I don't think I've ever felt this connected to anyone before. I love you so much!" We kissed softly and deeply for a little while. "I'd like to set you down, please," I said. "Your arms can't be getting tired already," Kim said. "We're in the water and I'm such a sweet, dainty little thing." "Actually, they aren't, but I'd like to shift to get a kink out of my leg and I can't do that while holding you. I'm sorry, because I don't want to put you down ever." "You are so sweet," Kim said. She kissed me deeply with her eyes open and I felt her put her feet down. She sat down on the spa seat next to me. I stood up and stretched, tightening my leg and back until I felt the muscle relax. I squeezed the muscles harder and felt a little "click" of something in my hip snapping back into place. With a whooshing exhale, I put my arms down and relaxed my back. I turned around so I was facing Kim. "You're pointing!" Kim said rather accusingly and popped her mouth over the head of my cock. Kim sucked me in halfway, then pulled out, leaving a trail of saliva. This proved to be for lubrication, because she grabbed my hips and pulled me all the way into her throat. Our positions were now reversed: I was standing with my feet spread and pushing my hips back and forth, fucking Kim's face, while she was holding on to me and gently probing right behind my scrotum with the tips of two fingers. Kim's tongue did scrumptious and slippery things to the shaft of my cock as it plunged in and out of her mouth. Kim grabbed the base of my cock and squeezed slightly. She pushed me gently out of her mouth and said "I'd like to give you a handjob with something a little extra." "What kind of little extra?" I said. "Something I think you'll like," Kim said with a grin. "I'm game!" I said. "Where would you like me?" "Sit on the edge of the tub. I can get to your cock easiest that way." I hitched myself up so I was seated on the edge of the tub. My legs were dangling in the water. "It's kinda nice being out of the tub," I said. "I was getting a little too warm." "This isn't going to cool you down any," Kim said. She moved in between my legs and sucked me deeply, which was heavenly in itself. After a moment or two, Kim pulled back and gripped my slobbery cock with her left hand. She snuggled up to me so she was jacking me off right in front of her face. Her breasts were squished into my thighs. Kim smiled up at me as she jerked me. Looking me right in the eyes, she kissed the tip of my cock, then went back to jerking me. Whenever it dried out a bit, she'd lick her hand and resume jerking. This was very, very nice, but I didn't quite see where the extra was. I didn't think she meant just being in the hot tub. The third time Kim licked her hand, she licked her right hand, too. She went back to jerking my cock, sucking on the head again for a moment. Kim spat on the fingertips of her right hand to get them even more lubricated and I felt a finger tip gently poking behind my scrotum. Kim didn't stop at the perineum this time; she let her wet finger slip down until it was resting on my asshole. Kim started working her finger tip slowly into my ass. The sensations were exquisite: I was getting hot flashes of pleasure from my ass and my cock. Kim had pushed her finger up to near the second knuckle and was pressing into my prostate from the inside. My God, it felt good! Kim was stroking me hard. She spat on my cock a time or two and rubbed it in, which I appreciated: I didn't want her to stop doing anything at this point. I was making pre-orgasmic noises and Kim picked up the pace of the stroking. I could feel pressure building up and I wanted to cum but it wasn't quite there yet. Kim pushed her finger hard into my prostate and I could feel the wave begin to crest. I felt the head of my cock flare suddenly because Kim's fingers caught briefly on the head on the upstroke, which felt good. Kim shifted her stroke: she spat into the palm of her hand and started stroke my cockhead fast and light. With all the stimulation of around my corona, I only lasted a very short time after that. Cum exploded from the tip of my cock in a jet. Kim dug deeply into my prostate and held the pressure on it while jacking me hot and fast. Kim used a little of the cum for lube and shifted back to stroking the full length of my cock in deep, long strokes that slammed into the base of my cock. I arched my back and pushed my cock up and towards her face and shot a jet of cum all over my left shoulder and beyond. Kim held her open mouth over my spurting cock and pumped my remaining shots of cum straight into her mouth. I was not directly conscious of anything for about 30 seconds, but I came back down. Kim still had her finger in my ass and her hand was gripping my cock. There was cum on her right cheek from a stray shot that hadn't gotten into her mouth and cum had dripped all over her hand and my pubic mound. Kim smiled at me and licked off as much cum from her cheek as she could reach with her tongue. "I've never gone from 'being almost there' to 'spraying the ceiling' so suddenly in my life!" I said. "Where did you learn that?" "I don't recall," Kim said. "It's a lovely technique. And it makes men cum very hard. You liked my little extra?" "Yes, I did!" I said enthusiastically. "Good!" Kim said. "I may surprise you with that in the future." She worked her finger out of my ass and got out of the tub and washed her hands off in the shower. I'd slipped back into the tub and felt limp. Kim got back in and snuggled up to me. "I love you," she said simply. "I love you, too," I replied. We cuddled in the hot water for a few minutes. I finally said "I can't take any more hot water at the moment. I'm going to get out and lie down over there." I pointed towards the mattress. "You're welcome to join me if you like or you can stay in the tub and I can admire you from afar. Or five feet away, whichever comes first." I clambered slowly out of the tub and fell onto the mattress with a groan and lay there face down, spent and very, very happy. Kim looked at me and said "I'm going to join you. You look too good lying there for me to stay here where I can't touch you." Kim got out of the tub and sat down on my legs, straddling me. I lifted my head and said "What are you doing to me, you wanton woman?" "I thought I might return the favor from earlier and rub your back," Kim said. "Oh, God, that sounds like it could be as good as your little extra! Fire when ready." Kim leaned forward and pressed into my back. It was almost as good as our session in the tub. My muscles were pretty limp from the heat and cumming so hard, but there were certainly some sore places from the gym session earlier this afternoon. I fought the urge to fall asleep. Kim worked on me for a little while, then she said "Turn over and I'll get your chest." She lifted off my legs so I could roll over, then settled down on neatly on top of me. My cock was nestled underneath her hot pussy, but it wasn't going anywhere at the moment. Kim pushed into my pecs, which responded with pleasure rather than pain: most of the stiffness from a few days ago was leaving. The massage wasn't completely clinical. Kim occasionally pinched or pulled my nipples and I could feel her rocking back and forth on top of my cock a lot more than was necessary. There was also the exceptional pleasure of seeing Kim completely nude and slightly damp straddling me and watching her tits move when she did. She finished up my chest (which really did feel better) and stretched out beside me and hugged me. I said "We need to be careful; we'll fall asleep and forfeit—" I raised my head to look at the clock—"the remaining hour and 15 minutes." Kim snuggled in closer to me and said "Not necessarily a big problem in my book. I'm here with you. That counts for everything." "True, but I did have a thing or two in mind," I replied. "Stay there for a second." I got up and dug in the bag I'd packed. I pulled out the box of truffles and held it behind me. "Close your eyes, please." Kim did so. I lay down next to her and opened the box of truffles. I'd wanted it to be a complete surprise, but the smell was overwhelmingly rich. Kim made a noise of girlish delight and said "I smell chocolate!" "Yup. Keep your eyes closed and open your mouth." Kim shut her eyes tightly and opened her mouth. Her cute pink tongue was extended. I selected a truffle I knew Kim liked, chocolate buttercream, and stroked her tongue with it. Kim reached out with her teeth and, after feeling around to make sure my fingers weren't in the way, gently bit the side of the truffle. She peeled off a piece carefully and put it in her mouth. "Mmmmmngngngnn!" I saw her swishing her tongue around, playing with the buttercream as long as possible. I let her work on it (good chocolate is a religious experience to some people). She finished and swallowed languorously, then said "More, please?" Her eyes were still closed. "Of course, princess," I said. "I was also thinking of drawing on you with a little of the buttercream and then licking it off. Or perhaps with the chocolate mint truffle here in the box." "I want the buttercream, please, but I would love to draw on you, too." She stuck her tongue out again and I let her bite another piece out of the truffle. "We're probably both a little dehydrated from everything. If you would like to hold on to this exquisite bit of chocolate here, I'll get water." Kim opened her eyes and I handed her the remainder of the truffle, then got the back and put it down within reach. I pulled a bottle of cold sparkling water from the bag, which I opened and handed to Kim. I reached into the bag and got another bottle for me and opened that one. We clinked plastic bottles and gulped down half a bottle each. "I didn't realize I was quite that thirsty!" I said. "Me, neither," Kim said. "Would you like a bit of chocolate, John?" "Yes, please, very much," I said. "Good," Kim said. She dug into the buttercream with her finger and held it up. I stuck out my tongue and she painted my tongue with buttercream. I pulled my tongue into my mouth and held her wrist so I could suck on her fingertip. My tongue polished every bit of her fingertip long after the chocolate was gone. Kim pulled her finger out of my mouth and said "I believe you got all the chocolate off." "I just wanted to make absolutely sure," I said with a smile. "Well, then, let me give you another bit of buttercream." Kim dug another fingerful of buttercream from the truffle and held it up in front of my face. I stuck out my tongue and she pulled her finger away. I followed with my mouth. Her finger pulled back and descended until she frosted her right nipple with the buttercream. I liked the look of it: her nipple has a glob of buttercream and there was a light smear all over her areola. I sucked the remaining buttercream from her finger, then I bent over and sucked her nipple. The taste of Kim's skin was augmented nicely by the chocolate. It was important that her nipple was completely free of buttercream, so I spent a while getting every bit of it off. When I was done, I said "Don't fill up on too much chocolate. I have something planned for later. And there's something else in the magic bag you might like." I dipped my hand in and pulled out the bottle of Kama Sutra oil. Kim's eyes lit up. "You showed me that yesterday afternoon. Whatcha going to use it on, mister?" "I figured I'd start small." I uncorked it and tilted the bottle with my finger over the small opening, then dabbed one of my nipples with the drop. "Try that," I said. Kim licked my nipple and said "Mmmmm!" She licked again and then sucked my nipple hard, working it with her lips. I cradled her head to my chest while she was doing this: she sucked nipples as well as she could suck cock. When Kim raised her head, I put a smear of Kama Sutra oil on my lips. I could smell the cloves. Kim came in and we kissed. Kim spent some time running her tongue over my lips, which felt very good. "Now I want you to see what this is like when it mixes with you," I said. I started moving between Kim's legs and then sat up. "How about you get on the bench over there? We can straddle it and you can lean your back against the wall so your back gets some support. " "That sounds good to me," Kim replied. I put the box of truffles back in the bag. We positioned ourselves on one of the benches. Kim leaned back and spread her legs wide. I opened the bottle and got a big drop on my finger tip, which I carefully applied to Kim's clit and pussy lips. "Here's what I mean," I said. I leaned forward and started licking her. The rich, spicy smell of the Kama Sutra oil mixed with Kim's aroma and I was indeed ready to sell my clothes. With my face covered in Kim's juices and Kama Sutra residue, I lifted my head up from her crotch and said "That is so good!" Kim leaned forward until her face was next to mine. "Let me see," she whispered. She sniffed all around my face, smelling her juices on my cheeks and, as she got close to my lips, the Kama Sutra oil as well. "Oh, God, that does smell hot!" she said, and kissed me. "Let me put a little on you now," she said. I handed her the bottle and she got a drop on her finger, which she used to paint my cock with. She was careful to apply it gently to all of my cockhead. She licked the residue on her fingertip, then said "Stand up and fuck my mouth." "Love to!" I stood up in front of Kim. She positioned herself so she was leaning against the wall. I moved in and she took a long inhale of my cock. "Oh, God, that mixes incredibly with your scent!" Kim took a deep lick of the underside of the shaft and swirled her tongue around the head. She sucked just the tip, barely letting her lips go as far as the corona. She teased my slit with her tongue very gently, a new pleasure for me. Kim opened her mouth wide and with exquisite slowness pushed herself onto my cock. It slid along her tongue and nestled into the back of her throat. She pulled it out just as slowly until there was nothing but a big thread of saliva between the tip and her tongue connecting us. "What would you like me to do for you?" Kim said. She looked up at me and stroked my cock with a twisting motion. "I want to watch you masturbate," I said. I felt Kim's immediate response. "Really?" "Yes, honey, watching you get hot and bothered and then cum is beautiful and very exciting. And I think you like showing off for me." I smiled. "Yes?" "Yes, I do," Kim said. "It turns me on so very much. It feels incredibly dirty and I love it." "Do you want the dildo?" I asked. "Yes, please!" Kim said. "But I want you to jack off for me while I do this." "Well, sure, honey, if you like." "Oh, I like! I like watching you stroking that gorgeous cock and knowing that I'm the one getting you that hot," Kim said. "When I'm watching you, I feel completely safe. I can let go completely." She bit her lower lip. "I think that's why I'm able to squirt suddenly." She shoved her mouth onto my cock again, pushing me deeply into her throat a few times and sucking hard. "I love you, too, Kim. You're incredible. You're beautiful and brilliant and funny and sexy and sweet, all rolled up into a plump, tasty package that rates a 4 on the Budweiser scale." Kim paused for a moment and then pulled her mouth of me. "I'm sure I'm going to regret saying this, but what's the Budweiser scale?" "That's how many Clydesdales it'd take to pull you off of my face," I said with a grin. "Ahhhhhhh, I was right. And you chose to have me stop sucking you just for that dumb joke?" "I'm a guy," I said. "Go grab my dildo, you idiot." "Actually, I have something for you." I stepped over to the bag and got a box, which I handed to Kim. "What's this?" Kim said. "Open it and see," I said. Kim popped the box and said "OhmiGAWD!" She pulled out a large, pink, soft dildo. It was penis-shaped but about 14" long and close to 3" in diameter. There was a big, healthy scrotum at the base. "Where'd this come from?" Kim said. "I remembered that I'd gotten it about a year ago as a gift for Hope, but never got around to giving it to her. Then we broke up and I'd forgotten about it until I saw it under some stuff in the bottom of my nightstand when I was throwing things into the bag and figured it'd be a good surprise. It's brand new, never been used, and very, very flexible." Kim shook it a little and the soft plastic wobbled. "This makes me so hot looking at it. You want me to use this?" "Yes, honey," I said. "Hope had had one like this and she liked it a lot, being something of a size queen. I thought you might enjoy trying this out." Kim laughed and said "It looks a bit silly, but I think I'd like to give it a workout and see. But, John, you are definitely a man of sexual perversions that I'd never suspected." I bowed slightly in her direction. "You really know how to sweep a man off his feet with your sweet talk," I said. "You might want to get warmed up first before using it. That seems to work best for something that size. Probably applies to the real thing when you find them in that size, too." "I've never seen them anywhere near that size," Kim said. "And I have even looked occasionally just to experiment." She set the big dildo back in the box and set it to one side of the bench in easy reach. I reached in to the bag a second time and pulled out a container of Albolene. "Albolene?" Kim said. "Yup, I figured there were any number of possible activities that might be enhanced by having a good lube along and this is the best there is. It makes a very good cock lube for jerking off. But you knew that already," I said. "I did, although I think you may be a little more inventive than I with it," Kim said. "Don't kid yourself, honey, you're as inventive as anyone I've known." I positioned myself on the bench so that we were facing each other with our legs intertwined, but we could both lean against the recessed wall on each end of the bench. The bench was about a foot and a half wide, so our legs were forced apart, giving each of us a good view of each other's parts. Kim' pussy was wet, sticky, and puffy. "I like the view," I said. "Me, too," Kim replied. "Your cock is very pretty and makes me get all moist. "Well, it's reciprocal," I said. "Your pussy is really wet and looking at you makes me hard as a rock. I can see inside you and you look like a wet amaryllis flower." "Oh, my!" Kim said and she actually blushed. "That's very sweet!" I opened the Albolene and got a healthy dab on my fingers and buttered up my cock. The Albolene made it glisten slightly. I started stroking slowly, paying attention to the cockhead and moving my fingers around. Kim sighed and reached between her open legs and stroked her clit. Every so often, she'd dip a finger into her pussy and get some more moisture and go back to stroking her clit. I settled into my familiar masturbation rhythm and watched her. "I usually am looking at pictures or movies or reading porn when I do this," I said. "It's just filthy being able to jack off while watching you." Kim and Me Ch. 11 Kim nodded and said "I read erotica or watch movies, too, but this is incredibly hot. And I told you about that wonderful fantasy of mine with the harem pants." I nodded. "I feel like such a slut doing this." She closed her eyes and inhaled deeply, then opened them again and looked at me. "You're watching me, aren't you?" "Yes," I said. "You've got your eyes glued to my cunt, haven't you?" "Yes," I said. "And you want to see me masturbate until I cum hard," Kim said. "Yes! I would love to see your cunt get puffier and stickier and wetter. I want to see you take that new toy and work it into your cunt until you're doing yourself hard with both hands." I was breathing hard and stroking faster as I said this. "Ohhhhh, that makes me feel so cheap!" Kim said. "I think I'm ready for Mr. Magnificent, here. I'm all sticky and—" she licked her fingers "—very hot." Kim reached into the box and pulled out the big dildo. "How did Hope use one of these?" "We'd hook the cock head inside her pussy and then slowly work it up into her. She was able to take the whole thing when she got going. She or I would hold on to the base and the balls and work it in and out of her. Sometimes she'd have me lick her clit while she fucked herself with the dildo. But I really want to see you pounding yourself with it if it feels good." Kim sucked the head of the dildo wetly to moisten it. "Not bad, though I prefer the taste of yours," she said. She spread her legs a little wider and swished the tip of the dildo just inside her pussy lips. There appeared to be no resistance and she gripped the dildo about the middle and pushed a few inches into her. "Oh, God, yes, that's very nice!" Kim said. She held on to the cock and pumped a few light, rapid strokes in and out. I could hear sticky-sounding noises each time she pulled the dildo out. I kept stroking myself all through this. "Okay, Kim, do you want to go deeper?" I said. "Yes," Kim said, with a slight tremble in her voice. "Grab the end and push it in slowly," I said. Kim reached up and gripped the base from the end. She took a deep breath, exhaled, and pushed the remaining ten inches into her pussy. She jerked hard and made an explosive "Oh!" Kim grabbed the end with her other hand as well and bent forward slightly for a moment. She slowly uncurled and pulled the dildo out about halfway and then slid it in slowly. Then she did it again. And again. Kim looked at me and I saw a tear rolling down her check. In a voice barely above a whisper, she said "It hurts so good!" I was concerned and said "Are you okay, beloved?" Kim tried to say something but she was having trouble speaking, so she nodded hard and then managed to say "I'm fine." She kept pulling it in and out of pussy slowly. A few stroked later, she added "It's just filling me up so much! I've never been this full before." "I understand," I said. "Hope liked this, too." I went back to jerking off and watched Kim fucking herself with the big dildo for a couple minutes. She was in a world of her own. I was getting close and I said quietly "Kim?" She opened her eyes and said "Yes?" "I'm getting very close. Did you want to watch me cum?" "Yes, yes, please!" She picked up the speed with which she was fucking herself. "Tell me what you're thinking of as you get there, please!" I got another dab of Albolene to slick myself up some more. I squeezed and pulled my left nipple with my left hand while applying the Albolene. My hips tightened and arched slightly and I pushed my cock up, then squeezed the base. "I'm sitting here jerking off and I'm watching you. You're spread almost as wide as you could be without tying you up. Your cunt's sticky and wet and very, very hot and you're fucking yourself with a monster dildo. Gawd, that's hot!" I said. "More!" Kim said. "What kind of girl would do that? What kind of girl would jerk off in front of you?" "You're a slut," I said, "a hot, cheap little slut with no shame." "Yes," Kim said. "You probably would do this for real with any guy with a big cock who'd fuck you hard." She nodded and started plunging the dildo in and out rapidly. "The only thing you want to do when you cum is do it all again and again." Kim groaned. She gripped the base of the dildo with one hand like she was holding a baseball bat and used the other hand rub her clit while the dildo pumped in and out of her pussy. "You are such a little whore! God, I love you!" I said, and started cumming. Semen blew out of my cock all over my chest and crotch. I was pumping furiously from the base up, helping the pressure build up, then pushing my hips up as I shot. Kim watched all of this and I heard her choke and she suddenly whipped the dildo out of her pussy completely. Her crotch looked like a small fountain, with a flood of juice going all over the bench and dribbling onto the floor. Kim gripped the top of her pussy and squeezed and tugged, so the next gush sprayed onto me as well. This was the hottest thing I'd ever seen or done. I was still shuddering from my orgasm and Kim was in the middle of a huge orgasm of her own. I suddenly thought of Kim's harem slave fantasy she'd told me about yesterday and had an idea. I got off the bench and came over to her side. The semen was beginning to drip off. A drop fell off of me and splashed on Kim's thigh. I cradled her shoulders in my arm and pulled her upright and said in a low voice, "The sultan was impressed but he wants to see more." Kim had her eyes shut. She gave a little whimpering noise and nodded and I saw tears start to form at the corners of both eyes. I helped her stand up slightly so we could get the dildo underneath her and I held it in place. Kim had her eyes shut the whole time and tears were starting to run down her cheeks. She notched the head of the dildo in her dripping pussy and slowly sat straight down on it. I was holding the base with my right hand while steadying her shoulders with my left arm. Kim settled down to the base. She had her legs wide and was leaning forward slightly. Her arms gripped the edges of the bench in front of her. "Does the sultan want me to continue?" she said in a small voice. "Yes, he does. He's never seen you cum so big and he wants you to fuck yourself until you cum again for him." Kim nodded once more and bit her lower lip. She raised up six or seven inches and settled down again. With her hands gripping the bench, I didn't have to steady her and I held on to the base of the dildo with both hands. Kim raised up and settled down, riding the dildo just like in her fantasy. Her eyes were shut and she kept biting her lip. The bouncing got faster very quickly and within less than a minute, she was slamming her ass down on the dildo from quite a height. Tears were now trickling down her cheeks in a slow but steady stream. It didn't take long for her to peak again. This time, Kim just kept slamming down on the dildo violently, making a loud "wuhhhhhhh!" sound deep in her throat. I felt more hot liquid spattering my hands as she came again and again and the strokes tapered off rapidly until, on the final one, she reached down and pulled the dildo out the way and dropped on to the bench. She was crying gently but without anguish. I hugged her and said quietly in her ear "Hot tub, honey?" She nodded. I helped her up and got her into the hot tub quickly. I held her tightly, cradling her in my arms in the hot water. Kim started kissing me, my mouth, my nose, and all over my face. She also nuzzled me with her nose. The crying slowed down and stopped, but she didn't stop kissing and nuzzling my face and neck for almost five minutes. Kim finally put both arms around my neck and faced me and said "I don't have words for how amazing that was. I've never lived out a fantasy that intensely. I'm yours." She went back to kissing and nuzzling me fiercely. I was sitting on the spa seat through this. Kim pulled herself around so she was straddling me, kneeling on either side of my hips. My cock hadn't deflated significantly even after cumming and Kim reached down and slid it into her pussy. With her arms tightly around my neck, she fucked me while we kissed. We hugged and kissed and fucked for another five minutes. Kim picked up her pace and brought herself to a simple orgasm on my cock. I felt good but I wouldn't have been surprised at this point if I wasn't able to cum again for another month after what had already transpired this weekend. As we held each other afterwards, I looked over her shoulder at the clock. "Honey? We have to get moving. We've got about 5 minutes to get dressed and pack up." "Okay," Kim said. "But I could stay here forever with you." "I know how you feel," I said. I helped Kim out of the tub, then got out myself. While Kim dried herself off, I got a couple handfuls of water and sloshed off the bench and the floor where she'd cum. "I'm not worried about hygiene, but it'd be tacky to have the place smell strongly of you," I explained. Kim smiled. I dried myself and leapt into my clothes. Kim had finished dressing and was drying her hair a little more with one of the extra towels. I held the bag open and tossed everything into it. I looked at the sauna and said "We never did get into the sauna." "I'm not disappointed," Kim said. "I think we did just fine without it." "I think so, too." I scanned the room and said "We've got everything packed up. Let me cover the hot tub and we're ready to go." I carefully unrolled the hot tub cover on the surface of the water, turned the tub temperature back down and the shut off the water jets. One last glance at everything and I said "We're good to go... Oh, wait, I forgot something." I set the bag down and took Kim in my arms and kissed her deeply for a moment. "I love you," I said. "I love you," Kim said. We walked up to the reception area. The clerk said "Right on time." I signed off on the credit card receipt, gave the clerk a 20% tip, and we left. After being in the hot tub room for a couple hours, the night air was cool but not cold. We got in the car and I said "I have a great idea." Kim stroked my face and said "You seem to have no end of great ideas." "Ah, but this one is a superior idea to anything I may have suggested in the last 72 hours," I said smugly. "You're up against stiff competition," Kim said. "I am, but I think I have something pre-emptive even so." "Very well, then," Kim said. "What's your idea?" "Two words: ice cream," I said. There was the slightest pause and then Kim said, "Okay, you win. That is an absolutely brilliant idea!" "Thank you. An ice cream cone sounds good to you?" "Heavenly!" Kim said. "Where'd you have in mind?" "I was rather thinking of the Cold Stone Creamery near Greenlake, but I'm open to alternatives. Even Baskin and Robbins would be fine with me." "I like the selection at Baskin and Robbins even though the Creamery's ice cream is better," Kim said. "Okay." I drove us to the Baskin and Robbins and we got out. There wasn't much of a line, so we had a chance to look at the flavors. "I think I'm going to get German chocolate cake and peach ice cream. How about you?" I said. "Mint chocolate chip and... blueberry cheesecake," Kim said. We ordered two waffle cones with our two scoops. We got back in the car and nibbled on the cones. There was a ritual sharing of flavors with sweet, creamy kisses in between. We got home safely. The cats tried telling us about how brave they'd been, but they saw how goopy we were feeling and gave it up as a bad job, settling for asking for more kibble, which they got. I looked at the clock and said "It's 10 o'clock. What would you like to do?" Kim said, "Well, I know this sounds strange, but I'd like to go to bed and snuggle and fall asleep." "I don't see anything strange about that, honey," I replied. "We have had lots of good food, we've both cum bigger and more often in a single day than we've ever done before, and I can't think of anything better than lying next to you. And there's always tomorrow." "Good!" Kim said. We went to the bedroom and undressed, hung clothes up, and got ready for bed. Kim put on the blue nightie I'd first seen her in. We slipped under the covers and embraced. Kim and I wrapped ourselves around each other. I felt a very brief stirring in the base of my cock, but I knew it was only reflex and had nothing to do with reality. Just for the heck of it, I pulled gently on Kim's left nipple while I was kissing her. She smiled and said "I'm all fucked out tonight." She paused and said "I never thought I'd say that." "I know what you mean," I said. "I never thought I could cum so much I couldn't even get hard again, but I think we've hit that point tonight." Kim smiled and said "I'm sure this is a temporary affliction." "I'd think so, too," I replied. "It's certainly out of character for me." I shook my head. "I'm sure we'll find new inspirations tomorrow." We turned out the lights and hugged each other. "There's one nice thing about ending the day like this," Kim said. "What's that?" I said. "I didn't need to shower before bed." I laughed and said "I love you, Kim." "I love you, John." We kissed and fell asleep in each other's arms. Kim and Me Ch. 12 You'll enjoy this more if you read chapters 1 through 11 of "Kim and Me" first. Note: While this continues my weekend with Kim the amazing, Kim the wonderful, Kim the magnificent, we spent some time sharing recollections of our past. There is a long recounting of some hot gay male teen activity in this chapter. If this isn't your cup of tea, please skip this chapter and go on to the next. (And if it is to your liking, votes of 5 are always welcome. :) Sunday morning was happiness accompanied by bird songs. I slowly came awake with Kim wrapped around me. She was smiling in her sleep. I could just barely see the clock out of the corner of my eye: 8:27. Boy, we had crashed hard! I smiled to myself and shifted very slightly. My pecs were happy once again, but, sure enough, my deltoids were giving me some grief. Oh, well. I lay there for a few minutes with Kim happily asleep on me and felt a lot of things: happiness, love, lust, warmth, and, ultimately, a growing sense of hydraulic pressure. I stroked Kim's hair and back and she slowly woke up. Kim stretched and yawned and snuggled in to my chest again. I heard a very small "Good morning." I kissed the top of her head. "Good morning, petal. How are you feeling?" "Pretty good. I'm very happy." Pause. "And I'm a bit sore, you know?" "Where?" "Guess, silly!" "This doesn't surprise me given how much abuse parts of us have taken in the last 24 hours," I said. "If you like, I can kiss the sore parts and make them better." Kim giggled softly. "That's how they got sore in the first place. But I'm not complaining." "I need to get up and hit the bathroom," I said. "Unless you'd like first stab at it." "That's very gallant of you. And I think I would, if you truly don't mind." "No problem," I said. I kissed Kim's shoulder and then sniffed it. "You and I still smell just the tiniest bit like chlorine from last night." Kim stuck her nose in my chest and sniffed. "We do. That's funny." She started to unwind herself from me and paused to stretch again, followed by a ferocious yawn. Kim fell back on the bed and said "I don't want to move. Go use the bathroom first. I may never move again." She flung her arms out and a loud snore erupted from her side of the bed. "Very well," I said. "I could make your new horizontal life more attractive. I can make coffee and even bring you breakfast in bed if you like." Kim's eyes opened at this offer, though she didn't move. "Coffee is a must wherever we have it. What are you offering for breakfast?" "I am thinking we have a very wide range of possibilities to consider. I can make waffles or buttermilk pancakes, eggs in a variety of shapes and sizes, things with cheese, things with fruit, cold cereal, hot cereal, steel cut oats, toast, sausages, ham, and bacon. I also have kippers, if you like and I can also make lattes if you prefer. Or we could get dressed and go out somewhere." Kim sat up and looked at me. "I don't see why; you've got everything anyone could want for breakfast right here already. Do you really have kippers?" "Yes, but that's not a normal menu item," I replied. "But they were on sale at the grocery store Wednesday and I do like a big breakfast on Sundays. I take my breakfasts seriously." "I guess so!" Kim said. "While you're thinking about exactly how I'm going to pamper you this morning, I'm going to hit the bathroom quickly." A couple minutes later, I returned to the bedroom and came over to Kim's side of the bed. She hadn't moved. "You look lovely," I said. I stroked her breasts and stomach. "Thank you," she replied. "What's your pleasure for breakfast?" "Coffee rather than latte..." "'Kay." "Eggs basted..." "Like those myself. Done." "Toast..." "Sourdough?" "Yes." "Good. Fruit? Breakfast meat?" "What kind of fruit?" "Honeydew, sliced apples, or blueberries." "Oooh, how about a big piece of honeydew, please?" "Sure. No breakfast meat?" "I think not. We had a lot of meat yesterday." "No problem. Anything else?" "I love you." "That's the best seasoning for breakfast there is, Kim." I bent down and kissed her. "You brushed your teeth," Kim observed. "It was a humanitarian act. You're fine, don't worry." "Okay." "Do you want breakfast in bed or out there?" "Ummmm... I think out there would be best. We're going to have lots of food and things and I don't want to spill." "Okay, Kim. Breakfast will be in maybe 15 minutes. If you want to lie here until then, I will come get you." "Would you carry me to breakfast?" "Do you feel very strongly about this?" "No, but it would be fun." "Then we'll do it." I slipped on one of the cotton kimonos and went to the kitchen. Coffee was first on the list. I made a press pot of coffee and poured two large mugs. I walked back to the bedroom. Kim still hadn't moved and was in fact asleep again. I set my cup down and held her cup about a foot from her nose and fanned the air rapidly. Sure enough, I saw her nose twitch and she stirred. A moment later, she stretched a little and said "Coffee for meeeee?" "Yup, honey. It's right here on the nightstand." "Thank you." I picked up my cup and went back out to the kitchen. Preparing breakfast was fairly straightforward now that coffee was made. Fifteen minutes later, melon quarters were sitting on plates on the table next to a glass of OJ, buttery sourdough toast and basted eggs, and the coffee pot. I walked into the bedroom. Sure enough, Kim had fallen back asleep. I picked up her coffee cup from the nightstand and carried it out to the table, then walked back. Kim had stirred very slightly, but hadn't woken up. I bent down slightly on her side of the bed and put my arms underneath her. She woke up at that and said "Are you really going to carry me?" "If you'd like me to," I said. "I think that'd be very romantic. Yes, please." Kim put her arms my neck and held on. I bent at the knees and carefully picked her up. One of the very few disadvantages of liking large women is that they're harder to carry, but it's yet another great reason for me to keep working out. I maneuvered Kim out the door and down the hall. She was clearly enjoying this and kept her nose pressed against my neck and made little cooing noises every so often. We got to the table and I scooted her chair out with my foot. I leaned over slightly to set her down in the chair and realized that this wasn't going to work. I pulled her back up into my arms and said "Sweetie?" "Yesss?" "I'm not going to be able to set you into your chair. I'll have to set you down and let you sit down on your own," I said. "Will you hold me for a moment more? I like being held by you." "Of course, princess." Kim tucked her head into my neck again and gave a deep sigh of contentment. I nuzzled back at her as best I could and squeezed her with my arms. A minute or so later, she said "Okay, set me down." I tilted her so that her feet were pointed at the ground and let her slip gently to the floor. Kim turned around and snuggled into me. She kissed me and said "Good morning, cutie." "Hey, that's my line!" I said. "But I'm willing to share." I waved at the table. "May I show you to a seat? Breakfast is served for your dining pleasure." Kim sat down. I refilled her cup with hot coffee and added a dollop of cream. Kim surveyed breakfast and smiled. She poked her eggs and dipped toast in the yolks and crunched happily. "You know, these eggs are wonderful! Where do you get them?" "Friends of mine have a farm about 30 miles away and I get eggs from them periodically. The yolks are always bright orange and incredibly rich. You got lucky; I only have them about once a month." "They're fantastic!" Kim crunched more toast. "They make for pretty good cakes and quiches, too," I said. "Oh, I bet they do! You could have a basic Quiche lorraine with these and the eggs would still dominate everything." "Yup, I think so. I loved a yellow cake I made with them for similar reasons: the richness sort of rose off the cake plate," I said. "You cook, you write, you know how to do laundry, and you can make a bed. You also eat pussy like a champ." "Thank you," I said. "Is there anything you don't do?" "Uhhhhhhh... nothing offhand comes to mind. I think you've got a wide field of play here." "Mmmmmm!" Kim said. "I'll have to think about things we haven't done yet. Pass the jam, please." I passed her the jam and we settled down to happy munching of an admittedly wonderful breakfast. The melon was pretty good for this early in the season, too. I put the dishes in the dishwasher and with refilled coffee cups, we sat down in the living room on the couch together. Kim put her foot on my lap and tried unsuccessfully to tickle me with her toes. I petted her foot and ankle. "What would you like to do today?" I said. "It's early and we might go boating, but I'm betting that my friend's going to be using the boat today, too. It's just too nice a day for him not to," Kim said. "Okay, we'll scratch boating from the list." "You know, after everything we did yesterday at the gym and afterwards, I'm actually kinda tired." Kim reached up and scratched her ribs. "And we do have those movies we rented. And I have an idea or two of my own I'd like to try out. I'm for staying around the house and snuggling and occasionally doing filthy things." "Snuggling's find and I'm definitely interested in doing filthy things with you. And you've piqued my curiosity with your comment about ideas." "All in good time, my pretty!" Kim said in her best Wicked Witch of the West voice. "You seem to be in charge of the entertainment for the day," I said. "What would you like to do first?" "I think that I should check my email and see what's happening in the rest of my life," Kim said. "And you may want to see if there's anything more from your agent." "Good point," I said. "Very well, let us repair to the office and see what's up on the net." We went downstairs. Kim dug around in her email and responded to a couple of personal emails but there wasn't anything of great import. My email had stacked up heavily in the last couple days, but other than noting an acknowledgement by my agent that we'd be talking soon about the next project, there wasn't anything that couldn't wait. "Do you want to see who's online?" I said. "Okay," Kim replied. We logged into Phil and Betty's reflector. It was pretty early for reflector activity on a Sunday and there wasn't anyone there when we got there. Kim commented on this and I said "Most webcammers tend to be night people for one reason or another. If nothing else, they sure do enjoy sleeping in on a Sunday morning and getting a very casual start on the day." Kim snuggled up to me and said "Well, I can think of several reasons to stay in bed on Sunday morning." "You're so cute!" No-one was on Phil and Betty's reflector. I tried several others I'd frequent. There was an occasional smattering of people, but nothing was happening yet and there wasn't anyone I was particularly close to. A quick check on mIRC showed that most of the associated chat channels weren't very active, either. "I think it's just too early, hon," I said. "There's always something on the gay channels no matter when, but only because men are complete horndogs. There are lesbian reflectors, too, but I'm not allowed in them for the obvious reason. You could, though, if you'd like; I'm sure we could get you into one of them if you're interested." "Not really," Kim said. "I had fun the other day with Lynn and Honeybare, but only because I'd already gotten to know them slightly. And I liked the idea that we were all sharing information about what made men hot. And they really liked it when I sucked on you, too. That made it all the hotter: I got to do filthy things with you in front of an appreciative audience. It'd be nice to be admired by a bunch of lesbians, but they probably wouldn't care what I did to you." "I understand. Once in a while, I'll log on to a gay reflector and jerk off with a few of the guys. It gets me hot, but I have to be in the right mood," I said. "Wait a minute!" Kim said. "You have gay fantasies?" "Well, sure," I said. "I think a lot of guys do. It's not a steady thing, but I occasionally get hot watching another guy getting off. Think about it: most guys don't watch just lesbian porn; they like seeing men and women fucking. And while they may be getting off on watching the woman and identifying with the man, they're watching when the guy cums. They just don't think of it as watching a guy cumming. You know how much I like seeing women get hot, but I like the thrill of watching of a guy shooting cum everywhere. Even me: have you ever masturbated in front of a mirror and watched yourself?" "Oh, yes!" Kim said. "Sometimes I'll be in a really horny mood and I'll have just gotten out of the shower and I'll have my hair up in a towel and I started squeezing my nipples and before I know it, I've got my fingers deep inside me and I'm cumming hard while I stand in front of the bathroom mirror." She paused to squeeze my arm and said "The last time I did that was a few weeks ago and I was thinking about you fucking me from behind." She blushed a little. "Oh, wow, that's exciting!" I said. "Look, no-one's likely to be online for a few hours at least and that story warmed me up a bit. What say we go upstairs and we can try watching the movies and tell each other what we like about what's happening on the screen. Or we can share past experiences and see how turned on we get." "I'd love to try telling each other stories," Kim said. "I've got some questions to ask you about a few things and I can think of a story or two from my past that I know you're going to enjoy." "Cooooooooool," I said. I shut down the CuSeeMe and mIRC software and we walked back upstairs. "Let's curl up on the couch together with a pot of tea and the movies and see where we go." Experience showed me that we'd want a towel or two. I grabbed two towels from the linen closet, thought a second, and added a third for me. This left me with one clean towel in the cupboard, so I said "Just a moment, cutie, I'm going to start a load of laundry." "Okay, I think I'd like to hit the bathroom change out of this nightie and into one of those kimonos," Kim said. I ran downstairs to the laundry room. I pulled the eight or nine towels that had stacked up at the bottom of the laundry chute and threw them into the washing machine on hot. I went back upstairs and laid out two towels on Kim's side of the couch and the third on mine. There might be stray drops of whatever, but we'd have most of the couch covered. Kim was still in the bathroom. I made a pot of an aromatic blood orange tea and put it on the coffee table with cream, sugar, and large mugs. I looked at the movies we'd gotten and decided to put in "Candystripers" first. I loaded the movie. I looked around: everything else seemed like it was ready. I heard water running in the bathroom, then Kim called "John, how'd you like to put on the tattoo?" "Yes, please! That sounds like fun!" I headed into the bathroom. Kim was nude and had the blue-and-gold koi tattoo out. One of the basins was half-full of water and a hand towel and washcloth were next to it. "This is definitely something that's big enough to go on a thigh," Kim said. "How about the right one?" "Sure thing!" "Okay, I want to do this. You just stand there." Kim dipped the washcloth in the water and washed off my thigh. While she was it, she reached up with washcloth and washed my cock and balls. Kim even gave my cock a few strokes with the washcloth. She smiled at me. "Now that everything's ready, we put on the tattoo." Kim dipped the tattoo in the water for a second, then laid it tattoo-side down on my thigh. She patted it into place gently, then dipped the washcloth a second time and laid it on the tattoo. "You need to keep them really wet while they're transferring so they stick well." We stood like that for the better part of a minute, then Kim said "Should be done." She lifted the washcloth and then carefully peeled away the stiff backing paper. The koi tattoo had transferred beautifully to my thigh and I now had a blue-and-gold koi swimming up my right quadriceps. "Very pretty!" I said. "That came out really nicely," Kim agreed. "Okay, let me finish the job." She patted the tattoo all over with the wet washcloth to make sure it was sufficiently moist, then patted it dry with the hand towel. "All done! The package says that it'll last for several days as long as you don't scrub it or get oil on it." I flexed my leg and admired myself in the bathroom mirror. "Mighty cool!" I kissed her and looked at both of us in the bathroom mirror. "We make an attractive couple, Kim." "We do indeed!" She kissed me again. "I've got a movie loaded in the machine and a pot of tea for us." "I was thinking of heating this up a bit," Kim said. "I've got to ask: we're going to be on the couch in very little clothing, telling each other hot fantasies, and touching each other while covered in tattoos and watching filthy movies, and that isn't spicy enough? I'm curious where you were thinking of taking this further," I said. "Well, I was thinking that you might show maybe show me how the Fleshlight works at some point." "Oh!" I said. "Yup, I suppose that could be a little spicier, yes. And I'd be glad to show it to you. Well, let me get it ready while you get changed." I got the Fleshlight from the bedroom and took it into the bathroom. Kim had just finished cleaning up the remains of the tattooing job and went into the bedroom to change. I opened the Fleshlight up, ran scalding water through it, then washed it off with a sterilizing sex-toy scrub I'd picked up on the recommendation of a webcamming friend. I then rinsed it off with more scalding water, shook it out, and took it, a hand towel, and the bottle of Astroglide out to the coffee table. Kim came out of the bedroom wearing the red body veil she'd showed me on Friday afternoon. She'd left the little red lace panty off, which worked out nicely. She was carrying one of the Prelude 3 vibrators, the big cock dildo I'd given her the night before, and the bottle of Kama Sutra oil. Kim also had yet another hand towel. "You look like you're settling in for an extended stay," I said. "And who says I'm not?" Kim replied. She set the hand towel on her side of the coffee table and said "I think we're running out of room for the toys, you know." The Kama Sutra oil and dildo were laid on the towel and Kim said "Where's an outlet?" "Right there's the closest one," I said, pointing to the outlet the lamp was plugged into. Kim plugged in the Prelude 3, switched it on and off for a second to make sure that it worked, then set it down on the table with the other toys. "Right, then!" Kim said brightly. "Would you please pour me a cup of tea?" "Certainly, my love." "I get all shivery when you call me names like that," Kim said. "It makes me very happy." "We'll do more of that, then," I said. I handed her a mug of tea, doctored with milk and sugar. Kim sipped it and said "This one's nice!" "I got this one at the Seattle Teacup last month. It's perfect for weekend mornings when you're not going anywhere." "Do they sell a tea specifically labeled 'Excellent for serving while getting hot and bothered'?" She sipped again. "No, not as such, but the owner's a friend of mine and I can ask her. She might even suggest an 'apres-sex' tea. Or how about this: 'Pussymint,' a refreshing mint tea that goes with cunnilingus?" Kim laughed and then looked suddenly thoughtful. Kim and Me Ch. 12 "Mint would taste very good with my pussy." "I think so. You have a very tasty pussy." "You say the sweetest things to me," Kim said. She settled in on the couch. She'd tucked herself into the corner of the couch. Kim's legs were pulled up and she was resting her arms and mug of tea on her knees. The red veil was covering her but didn't do more than obscure what was underneath. "I was thinking of asking you questions," Kim said. "I've been saving them up this weekend. But I wanted to have you show me the way the Fleshlight works, too, so I was wondering if you'd like to do this Truth-or-Dare style?" "That sounds good. I've got a few things on my list, too, so it might be a lot of fun." I leaned back on the couch and took a big swallow of tea. The kimono covered me adequately, but there was a lumpy soft-on visible beneath the folds. "Would you like to go first?" I said. "Okay. Truth or dare?" "Truth. You did have questions you wanted to ask me, you said." "So I did," Kim said. "All right. Have you ever been sexually attracted to a man?" "Yes." "Tell me more about it." "My turn!" "Oh, that's right. All right, truth." "Turnabout's fair play: have you ever been sexually attracted to a woman?" I said. "Yes," Kim said. "Okay, your turn. Truth." Kim thought briefly and said "Have you ever had a crush on another man?" "Yes," I said. "Truth or dare?" "Truth." Kim shifted a little in the couch. "Have you ever French-kissed another woman?" "Oh, yes," Kim said. "You sound proud of that," I said. "It's not your turn," she replied. "Fair enough," I said, grinning. "I'm going to keep it at truth for a while." "Good. You said you've jerked off on the webcam watching other guys. Have you and another guy jerked off together in real life?" "Yes," I replied. "A number of times." "Oh!" Kim said. "Hurry up with your question; I want to ask you about that. Truth, please." "Have you ever gone all the way with another woman?" "Yes," Kim said. "Far out! Did you like it?" "It's not your turn, but I'll give you a freebie. Yes, I actually liked it a fair amount. I was surprised." "Did you do it more than once?" I asked. "Don't push it; you already got one freebie. My turn!" "Sorry. Truth." "Have you ever gotten a blowjob from a guy?" "Yes," I said. "Oooooh!" Kim lifted the lace body veil and fanned it slightly. "Getting hot?" "Is that your question?" Kim said mischievously. "No, just asking." "One question at a time," she replied primly. "Okay, then. Truth?" "Yes, please." "How many times have you had sex with a woman?" "Ummm.... four times," Kim said. "Seven if you count one-sided things and finger-fucking." "I'll be glad to count those. Seven it is." My cock was definitely getting hard and the kimono fabric was tenting somewhat over my crotch. "Oh, uhhh.... truth." "Have you ever sucked a guy off?" Kim said. "Yes," I replied. "Oh, God!" Kim inhaled deeply and I could see her nostrils flare. "Ready?" I said. "Yes," Kim said. "Truth." "Are you interested in having sex with a woman again?" Kim didn't even pause before saying "Yes." She had set her mug down by this time and was gently running her hands over her body through the veil. This had the effect of smoothing the veil down over her breasts and torso, making it much easier to see through. "Interesting. Ummm... dare." "I want you to play with your nipples while you ask me the next two questions." I opened the top of my kimono and squeezed my areolae between my thumb and the side of my index finger and rolled them back and forth. Kim watched me intently and said "You don't play with the nipples themselves?" "Oh, I get them, too," I said, and pulled my fingers out to the tips and pinched and rolled the nipples. "But I get a deeper feeling from pulling further back." I inhaled slowly and smiled. "It feels good either way, though. What's your pleasure this time?" "Dare. If I'm doing something longer, you'll have to play with your nipples longer." "Okay. I'd like to see you suck on both your nipples at the same time." "Oooh, that sounds like fun to me, too!" Kim lifted the veil up so that it was under her chin and then lifted both breasts. She mashed them together and bent down and sucked both nipples into her mouth. It looked pretty hot. Kim was enjoying it, too. She rolled the nipples back and forth with her tongue and then sucked them both into her mouth and nibbled on them with her lips. After a moment, she set them down. The nipples were distinctly harder than they'd been a moment before and the areolae glistened with saliva. "Nice!" I said. "And you're still playing with your nipples, I see!" Kim said happily. "That was the deal," I said. "Okay, truth." "I want you to tell me about when you sucked off another man," Kim said. "Sure. This'll take a bit of telling, so settle back." Kim snuggled a little further into the corner of the couch. "You've got to keep playing with your nipples while you're telling me this," she said. I scooted over a bit so I was more in the opposite corner of the couch. As I did so, my cock, now completely hard, popped out between the fabric and pointed up. "Nice bone you've got there, sailor!" Kim said. She lifted her breasts at me and said "See anything you like?" "Oh, yeah, definitely!" I replied, pulling both my nipples rather hard. "Ready for a hot story of gay teen experimentation?" "Is that was this is going to be?" "Yup," I said. "I like the sound of that already! Go ahead." "Okay," I said. "When I was in high school, I had a good friend named Bill. Bill was a tall, slender redhead with freckles. He was about 9 months older than I was and he'd hit puberty sooner, so he'd already done his growth spurt when we first met. I caught up with him soon enough and we were both of equivalent height from then on, although Bill was always thinner. " "We'd been friends all through high school, so by the time we were seniors, Bill and I used to stay overnight at each other's houses a lot, though much more at Bill's house than mine because he had a larger and more private room. Also, for reasons I don't recall, his parents were frequently away at night and Bill and I had the run of the house." "We'd both lost our virginity when we were about 15 or16 and we'd even made it with a couple other women by the time we were seniors, but being a teenager was pretty horny stuff even when I was 18. I remember that I was jerking off two or three times a day at that point and was still pretty continually horny. Bill was doing about the same thing, so the spring before we graduated, we started talked about jerking off one night. Both of us were reasonably comfortable talking about it, how we did it and the various techniques and so on, but the room was dark that first night. We both got incredibly horny talking about it and we ended up jerking off with the lights off." "Together?" Kim said. She was visibly aroused, breathing hard through her nose and squeezing her nipples. I was continuing to squeeze mine, but my cock was so hard that I could see it twitch very slightly with my pulse. "Not at first. We'd have the lights off and we were both jerking off, but we weren't doing it actually together. Just at the same time in the same room." "But this changed?" "Yes," I said. "Along about the fifth time we stayed overnight after we'd started talking about this, I said that I wanted to see how Bill was jerking off. I'd grip my cock with my fist and jerk it up and down, but Bill used to make an OK ring with his thumb and index finger and sort of fuck into his hand like that. He seemed to like it, so I wanted to see how he did it. There was absolutely no secret that we were masturbating at night. We could both hear the sounds we were making and we would even use the same container of Vaseline, so it was all out in the open. I think we both would get off on hearing the other guy cum, too, because we'd frequently cum shortly after the other of us came. We just hadn't watched each other." Kim had spread her thighs and pulled the veil out of the way. Her pussy looked sticky and she was running just the tip of her index finger up and down her slit very slowly. Kim's eyes would close frequently and she'd bliss out, then she'd open them again. I was still playing with my nipples, which were very warm to the touch and a deep reddish-pink. I hadn't touched my cock yet, but I wanted to let things build. If I started touching myself now, I'd never finish the story. "We turned on the lights. There wasn't room on the single bed for both of us, so I spread out the sleeping bag and Bill got down on the floor with me. He was hard and so was I. He was a real redhead, too; his cock was surrounded by this fine orangey-red hair. His cock was just a little thinner than mine and slightly longer, but I noticed that the head was shaped very differently, like a Grecian helmet. Mine was the same kind of rounded bell shape it is now." "Ooooh," Kim said. "We'd both already greased up with Vaseline, so we were both shiny. I sat cross-legged in front of Bill and he was stretched out on the floor with his legs spread. I told him to go to it. He grabbed his cock like this—" I held on to my cock with my right thumb and index finger around the base "—and he started jerking it up and down." I demonstrated a couple strokes for Kim. "Just like milking a cow!" she said. "Exactly," I replied. "I didn't see what was quite so much fun about this. Bill was stroking it very lightly with a loose grip. Most of his action was down near the base and about two-thirds of the way up the shaft. After a minute or two, I allowed as to how that looked like it was fun, but I liked getting a lot of head friction. Bill said, 'Show me what you do,' so I lay down next to him and showed him how I jerked off." "So you're both laying there, jerking off side by side now," Kim said. She pulled the hair on the left side of her pussy and spread the lips on that side, then dipped two fingers a couple inches inside herself and started what looked like a deep, slow fluttery motion. "We came at pretty much the same time. Cum shot all over our tummies and dribbled on our hands. It looked hot to both of us. We wiped ourselves off with paper towels but we didn't move off of the sleeping bag. Neither of us was getting soft, either, something that I knew had happened to me in the past when I was really horny. Being the incredibly horny guys we were, we talked about how the techniques felt and other things we'd tried to simulate fucking and some of the girls we were hot for and why." "So....?" "So we talked about techniques and girls and jerking off for about fifteen minutes and we're both incredibly hard, so I said 'You want to do this again?' Bill said 'Sure!', so we lay back down on the sleeping bag. Bill passed me the Vaseline and we started jerking off. I was trying out Bill's technique on myself in time with his strokes, but it wasn't working very well and I just couldn't see the point. I said 'Bill, this doesn't do much for me. Am I doing it right?'" "Bill watched me for a moment and he said 'You're holding your hand wrong.' I stopped and he held up his hand in what looked like the same position. I tried to match it, but I wasn't doing something right. Bill tried to change the way my palm was, but I still wasn't getting it. After a couple of attempts, Bill said 'Can I show you? It'll make more sense.'" "I was a little uncomfortable about being touched by another guy like that, but horniness won out. I said 'Okay.' Bill leaned over and took hold of my hard-on with his hand in the position and said 'You've got to curve your palm so that it's brushing the head of your cock.' He stroked me a few times and now I got it!" "Ohhhhh, God, that's hot!" Kim said. She was digging three fingers into her pussy with slow, determined strokes, making a very sticky sound each time she pulled them out. Her eyes were closed and her head was resting on the arm of the couch. "It felt very good and not just because Bill was doing it right. I was getting a handjob from someone else and I was just lying there and enjoying it. No-one but me had ever touched my cock before and this was fantastic. I'm lying on the sleeping bag and Bill's jerking my cock off and I'm moaning and I really don't want him to stop. And he didn't, either. As I found out later, he was getting off on the experience of seeing how hot he could make me and he was really interested to find out if he could make me cum doing this." "Did he?" Kim said breathily. "Oh, yeah!" I said. "In about three minutes of what was absolute heaven for me, I felt my balls tickling and I said 'Don't stop, Bill!' and I started cumming really hard. Bill, thank God, didn't stop stroking me. I remembered thinking that I was cumming all over his hand, but I then thought 'Okay, that's his problem!' and I kept pushing my hips up, trying to fuck his hand." "I came and came and came, but it got very sensitive suddenly, and Bill wasn't stopping. Worse for me, it was that same feathery light touch that made his technique so different from mine and the hypersensitivity almost sent me through the roof. I said 'Stop! Stop!' and held on to his arm. Bill dropped his hand so he was cupping the base of my cock and balls and I could see my cum all over his hand and my cock and balls and halfway to my knees from the feel of it." "I finally managed to say 'God, Bill, that was incredible!' Bill said 'You see why I like doing it that way?' I said 'Yes, I do, but I liked having it done to me at least as much.' 'No shit!' Bill said. 'You wanna do it to me?' 'Sure,' I said, 'Lie down and I'll show you what it feels like.'" "You gave Bill a handjob in return?" "Definitely! We wiped up my cum and the Vaseline and he lay down on the sleeping bag. He spread his legs really wide, so his cock and balls were exposed. His cock looked really pretty and I had always been envious of his red hair. No-one got to see how red it was down there, but I thought it was something I'd love to be able to show off to a girl myself." "I put some Vaseline on my hand and lay down next to Bill on his left. I told Bill to throw his left leg over mine. I wanted to get in close so that I could get the same angle on his cock that I did on mine. We got into position and I put my hand gently around his cock, which felt like iron at this point, and very gently stroked it up and down a few times. I stopped and asked how it felt. Bill said it felt great but I could grip it harder and that it wouldn't break. I said I knew that, but I wanted to be really careful. I gripped it about as hard as I gripped my own and stroked it half a dozen times. Bill moaned loudly by the sixth stroke. 'I do it about like that to myself.' Bill said 'That's great! And I love not having to do anything.' I went back to stroking, being sure to rub the edge of his cock head with my fingertips as I went by like I did when I jerked off." Kim was still listening as I talked but she was making little "Mmmph! Mmmph!" noises as she pushed her fingers in and out. I still hadn't touched my cock yet—I felt like I might explode in less than a minute if I did, and I hadn't gotten to the hottest part of my story yet. "So I'm stroking away and Bill was pulling on his nipples—" I began, when Kim's eyes flew open and she said "Is that where you learned to play with your nipples?" "Yes," I said. "Bill loved playing with his nipples and I tried it out and liked it, too." "So every time you do that, you're reminded of the guy you used to share handjobs with?" "Not every time, but yes, the thought crosses my mind occasionally." "Oh, God, John, you are so kinky!" Kim started to settle back down but then said "This veil is pretty, but it's getting in the way. I want you to see what I'm doing and I want to be able to reach my tits without having to fight through fabric." She peeled the veil off and threw it off to one side. Kim repositioned herself, but this time she had her left leg off the couch and the right leg cocked against the couch cushion. "Pass me that Astroglide, please," she said. I passed her the Astroglide. She dribbled a little lube on all four fingers, made a point with them, and pushed them further into her pussy. "Oh, that feels good. You're heating me up with this story. I can see you as a teenager doing things with Bill." "Right, so, I'm jerking Bill off and he's twirling his nipples, and I'm really enjoying the odd feel of someone else's cock in my hand. I'm getting hard again feeling this and just from the whole thing. Bill didn't tell me when he was about to cum, he just came buckets. He arched his back completely off the floor and there was a big jet of cum that went straight up a couple feet and splashed across my arm and his chest. I kept pumping and the cum mixed with the Vaseline and got squishier." Kim was pushing all four fingers into her cunt with wet noises by this time. "Wow!" she said, gasping. "Did you ever do more than that?" "Yes, we did. You did ask me to tell you about how I sucked off another guy, after all. This was, uh, preamble," I said. "I want to hear that, but I can't take it any more!" Kim said. "I want to cum for you now!" I put my hands on the back of her right thigh and the top of her left thigh and pressed her legs apart slightly wider and said "Cum for me, Kim." Kim started jamming all four fingers in as far as they'd go, close to the base. She managed about a dozen strokes and then she tensed and, with a moan of "Ohhhhhnngh!", pushed her hips up at me and pushed her fingers in so hard I could see them turning white at the edges. As she relaxed, I bent down and kissed her hand, still in her pussy. I rubbed her legs gently and nuzzled her arm. "I knew guys experimented like girls, but I didn't know that you'd done it," Kim said. "It's a huge turn-on." "There is more, you know," I said. "I hadn't really gotten to the hot part." "Trust me, John, that was incredibly hot as is!" Kim squeezed the fleshy top half of her cunt and closed her eyes for a moment. "Hang on a moment or two, but I really do want to hear about it. Do you get turned on by seeing girls go at it?" "Yes, sometimes," I said. "Well, I get turned on by boys going at it sometimes. A lot of women do. It's really squishy stuff for us." She ran her fingers inside her gooey pussy and held them up to me. I licked them off. "God, you taste good!" I said. "Thank you, sir!" Kim mocked a curtsy from her position on the couch. "Even though I didn't get to the part you were after, I think you'd be satisfied that I've fulfilled the spirit of the answer, yes?" "Oh, I think not," Kim said. "I'm very keen to hear the rest of this in just a moment. But I'm going to use the Prelude 3 on myself while you do this.' "Good. Okay, settle in and I'll tell you more of the story about sucking Bill off." Kim picked up the Prelude 3 and set it to the low setting, which made a soft hum. The flat concave cup was on the end and she ran it over her nipples. "That's very sexy to watch, Kim," I said. I reached over and touched her breasts for a moment. She purred slightly. "Okay, where'd we leave our hero?" "Wait a minute!" Kim said. "Aren't you going to use the Fleshlight?" "Later, I think I'm going to get distracted if I tell you this story and try to use the Fleshlight at the same time. You know, not enough blood...?" "Right, right, I know," Kim said in a tired voice. "Honestly, you men!" "Now, I had just told you that I'd jerked Bill off and that he'd cum all over everything, right?" Kim and Me Ch. 12 "Yes," Kim said, wiggling from side to side slightly. "I'd gotten hard watching him and jerking him off. I could definitely see why he'd enjoyed giving me a handjob so much. We lay there for a moment and then cleaned ourselves up. I recall that it was about one in the morning, and we were both incredibly horny with this new thing we'd just discovered, but we were getting fairly tired, too. Bill got back in his bed and I refolded the sleeping bag and we both went to sleep. We jerked off on our own one more time before we did, though, and we kept the lights on so we could watch each other. Bill and I fell asleep shortly thereafter and that was it for the night." "From then on, whenever we got together, we'd jerk each other off at least once and sometimes more. It was hot stuff and we were enjoying the different feel of not having our own hand doing it. We started doing it differently, too, like standing up and facing each other. Sometimes we'd face each other and jerk our own cocks and shoot on each other. Bill and I would also jerk each other off simultaneously, which usually ended up with us falling asleep next to each other with our hands on each other's cocks." "But you're not gay," Kim said. "Nope, not even particularly bisexual. Bill and I were just experimenting but we were both clear about liking girls a lot more. I've always been, well, cunt-struck, and I think Bill was, too. It was fun at the time and we enjoyed the touching and cumming, but it was just what we wanted to do at the time." "So tell me about the blowjobs already!" Kim said. She moved the vibrator around her body slowly, using the cup to massage her muscles a little. "It was summer by this time and we were spending three or four nights a week together, usually at his house because his parents were still gone much of the time. You know, I never did figure that out and I don't think I thought to ask then, but it meant that we had a lot of freedom in the house, which is kinda how all this came about." "It was about 11:30 on a Thursday night and we'd just watched each other jerk off. This being New Mexico in summer, it was really hot and by this time we were both drenched and feeling sticky. I said I was going to go take a quick shower and clean off. Bill looked down at himself and said 'I could use one, too. I'm going to join you.' His parents had a really big shower in their bedroom, so we used that one since they weren't there." "Getting in the shower after getting hot and sticky in the New Mexico heat and lathering up and cleaning off is something I remember to this day as one of the greater pleasures of my life. Touching each other wasn't a big deal at this point and we were lathering each other up and slithering around. Bill and I were pushing our cocks at each other. I grabbed our soapy cocks at one point in one hand and we slithered them back and forth off of each other, which was nice." "Bill was hogging the shower head but I was getting soap in my eyes, so I ducked down in front of him so I could rinse off. Bill was laughing at me and I was going "Yeah, yeah, you're a bastard," and we both managed to rinse off about the same time. I'm kneeling in front of him trying to catch all the water I can and I shook my head and opened my eyes and discovered that I was face to face with Bill's hard-on. There was a bit of foam in his pubic hair, but that washed away while I watched. I reached up and started jerking him off. We'd never done it in the shower before, we'd never showered together before, and the water felt really good." "How'd Bill react?" Kim said. "He liked it. We'd both gotten really good at giving each other handjobs and this felt all the better because of the water hitting us. He spread his legs and leaned against the shower wall. I kept jerking him and was putting a nice twist into the motion, even. Bill was getting close and I suddenly thought 'His cock is really clean. I could lick it in this position.' I kept jerking him off but I looked up at him and said 'Bill?' Bill opened his eyes and said 'That feels good, don't stop.' I said 'You want me to lick it?'" "Bill's eyes went wide and he stiffened up for a moment. I was still jerking him off and he relaxed after a moment and said 'Yeah, I think I'd like to try that.' 'Okay, let me know if you want me to stop.' I stopped stroking and held his cock steady around the base and reached out with the tip of my tongue and touched the tip of his cock. He flinched and I pulled back and looked at him. 'No, it's fine, it just tickled.' I stuck my tongue again and this time I licked all over the head. Bill moaned. I looked up at him again and he said 'Keep going, it feels great!'" "We both knew exactly what blowjobs were even if we'd never managed to experience one before. Licking him had been okay so I figured "What the hell?" and I opened my mouth and shoved about two inches of his cock in and closed my mouth and started sucking on it. Bill went wild. He was moving his hips in and out and making all kinds of noise. And I thought it felt pretty good, too. It tasted nice and clean." Kim was holding the vibrator on her pubic mound just above her clit. There was some vibration reaching her pussy, but it was distant enough that she wasn't getting off too quickly. I tugged on her nipples and she moaned and smiled at me. Kim cupped her breasts and said "Keep going. I love your story!" "Bill and I got our motions in synch so he'd push and I'd move my head and we'd go back and forth. Bill started fucking my mouth and I held on to his legs. I didn't want him to shove too far and I was still getting used to this, but it sure was hot for me, too." "I started tasting something sweet and rather rich, which I figured was probably a bit of precum. We knew what precum was because we'd been reading the letters to Penthouse, which had just started appearing about then, but we didn't have a lot of practical experience to hang any of this off of yet. The precum taste was getting stronger and all of a sudden Bill came very hard. I could feel his cum squirting in my mouth. I wasn't sure I wanted to swallow it, so I just let it roll out of my mouth and onto the shower stall floor. Bill was pushing hard into my mouth and I could feel lots of cum hitting my palate. It was hot." "Oh, God, yes," Kim said. "I love the feeling when you shoot in my mouth but I really love the taste of cum and I want to swallow all of it." The vibrator was sliding up and down her slit and it sounded like she was getting fairly close. "When Bill had stopped cumming, I pulled back off his cock, then jerked him a few times with my hand, and got to my feet. I still can remember how much that hurt, because my thighs and knees were sore from kneeling in front of him. Bill said 'That was great!' I said 'I thought it was pretty hot! Look at this!' and I pointed to my cock, which was very hard. Bill grabbed it and jerked me while we were both standing up. 'Did it turn you on blowing me?' he asked. 'Yeah, it did. I don't know why, but I kept getting harder.' 'Did you like the taste?' Bill asked. 'Yes, it tastes kind of fresh.' Bill said 'Do you want me to suck on you?' 'Yes, please!'" "We switched position except that Bill was a little taller than I was and he was able to sit cross-legged in front of me in shower. Bill took hold of my cock with both hands and stroked it up and down a few times, then he ran his tongue around the head. Oh, yeah, it felt like nine different kinds of nice! He started sucking me, bobbing his head up and down slowly. I made a mental note that his tongue action was a lot better than mine had been." "Bill used his hands to hold my cock in place, but I was able to fuck into his mouth and hands some. It didn't matter, really, it all felt so much better than any way of masturbating I'd ever come up with before that I was off the charts. I started to cum in about three minutes. Bill sucked on me and swallowed about half of it, then let the rest fall on his chest, where it got washed off by the shower." "I was so wiped out by cumming that I slowly slid down the side of the shower until I was sitting next to Bill. The water was spraying down on both of us. We didn't say anything for a moment. Both of us were breathing pretty hard. Suddenly, Bill started laughing and I joined in. We couldn't stop. We were whooping so hard we couldn't breathe. We sort of fell on top of each other howled and then rolled off and we just laid there at the bottom of the shower and laughed for a couple minutes." "What was so funny?" Kim asked. "We'd both figured out at the same time that we'd solved our problem of what do when we got horny," I said. "Ohhhhhhh," Kim said. She rocked up and down, pressing the vibrator into herself. Suddenly, she set the vibrator on the table and said "I want to be close to you. Come here and fuck me!" Kim held her arms out to me and I leapt on top of her. My cock could've etched glass at this point and Kim had been on the verge of cumming for the last ten minutes. As I plunged in and out, Kim was yelling, "God, I can't believe you were sucking him off right there in the shower! God, that makes me so hot! I wish I could've seen it!" I pounded into Kim for a very short time and came explosively. Kim threw her arms and legs around me and held on tight while pushing hard into me, cumming as hard as I did. We collapsed together, with me on top of her. I kissed her while my cock softened inside her. "Hey!" Kim said. "What?" "Did you suck each other off again?" "Oh, God, yes," I said. "It was summertime and we did this to each other all the rest of that summe. It was loads of fun. We tried a few other things I'll tell you about sometime, but we liked blowjobs best." "All the blowjobs and handjobs you could want, eh? I'll bet that was fun." "We never did anything like kissing each other, though. We both thought that would be gay, but blowing each other wasn't." I saw the question forming in Kim's eyes and said quickly, "It doesn't have to make sense. That's just how we thought of it." I shifted slightly and felt a trickle of liquid. "I think we're leaking," I said. I moved to one side and grabbed the hand towel off the coffee table. I pressed it up against Kim's pussy, which was distinctly wet. There was a large wet patch on the towels underneath us, too. Thank goodness I'd put down two of them! I used the washcloth to wipe myself off. I stretched out next to Kim, who did the same. It was a bit tight, but I hung on to the back of the couch so I wouldn't roll off. I kissed Kim and then said, "That completes my answer to your question, princess. I believe it's your turn now. Would you like truth or dare?" If you liked this story, please vote 5. You're also welcome and encouraged to leave a public comment. Thanks! –john-the-author Kim and Me Ch. 13 You'll enjoy this more if you read chapters 1 through 12 of "Kim and Me" first. Note: In Chapter 12, I recounted gay teen experiences with my friend, Bill. In this chapter, Kim recounts her first lesbian experience. As before, if this is not something you'd enjoy, please skip this chapter and go to the next. However, if do you like this, please leave glowing public comments and votes of '5'. After getting up to refresh the pot of tea and a brief bathroom visit for both of us, we went back into the living room. I grabbed the last towel from the linen closet and handed it to Kim saying "This is it on the towels for the moment. Refold the towels that we've got so we're neither of us on the wet spot and put this underneath so there's no soaking through. I'm going to go shift laundry." Downstairs, I chucked the towels into the dryer and, while I was there, started a load of the miscellaneous other laundry that had accumulated. When I returned, the couch had been recovered and Kim was demurely sipping a fresh mug of tea with her legs tucked up once again. She had on nothing but a gold ankle bracelet. Her eyes sparkled when I came upstairs. "You're very pretty!" I said. "And I love having you running around wearing nothing but jewelry. It does fit that belly-dancing image I have of you." I sat down next to her and said "Care to get your nipples pierced so we could have little dangly gold things on them?" "You're going to have to talk me into this and it may be a long hike," she replied. "I'm going to have to be sold on the advantages of doing this." "I'm glad to keep working at it," I said. I refilled my mug and took a long swallow. "Story telling's thirsty work. As you may be about to find out." "You're a tough act to follow," Kim said. "I was going to suggest that we watch a movie for a while, first." "You sure I can't talk you into telling about your first lesbian experience? Or perhaps what Trish told you in the shower?" "You'd really like to hear about a lesbian experience of mine?" Kim said. "Yes, if you'd like. I'd get very turned on thinking about you eating another woman." "What I think you're thinking is that you might get me to do a threesome with Lynn." "As far as Lynn goes, I'm thinking that you're going to get so turned on by everything that you're going to be involved somehow regardless. So I'm not overly worried about the if's here. But you're so incredibly pretty when I eat you and it turns me on so much to do it that it'd be a turn-on for both of us to hear you telling about something like this from your past," I said. "Well, since you put it that way, I may be able to accommodate you somehow," Kim said. "You said you'd done this four times where, I guess, both of you came, and there was some one-sided action as well, but you didn't qualify that." "I think that's right." Kim looked up at the ceiling and counted on her fingers for a moment. "Yes, that's right, although there are few things you might think to ask of next time it's your turn." There was a distinctly smug tone in her voice. "There are other sexual experiences that I haven't asked about?" "That would be the case, yes." "Like what?" "Oh, no, you have to wait until next turn," Kim said. "This turn, you've asked me to tell you about some hot lesbian experience of mine... unless you want to forego that and find out what else I might've done." "No, no, I'll have to suffer with the anticipation of learning about the other parts of your seamy, sordid past. Let's focus on this one seamy, sordid event now," I said. "I wouldn't call it 'sordid'... well, perhaps I would at that, okay." "Oh, good, I like 'em that way!" I said. "Pipe down, you degenerate!" Kim giggled. "Okay, settle in, it's your turn to hear true tales of filth and degradation." I squished myself into the corner and went back to playing with my nipples. "I was in college. I'd actually gotten a rather late start on things and hadn't even gone out on a date until I was a junior in high school and didn't lose my virginity until I was a senior. The experience was okay and I liked it, but it wasn't incredible. I tried a blowjob on my second time and I liked it a lot from the start, but I didn't get eaten the first few times I had sex and I felt like something was missing. I'd read stuff from 'The Pearl,' that old collection of Victorian porn—" "I know that one," I said. "That was a constant companion during my adolescence, too." 'Right, well, I learned much about technique from that. I could've done worse, really, though I never could see what the fun was in flogging or anything." "Me, neither," I said. "I just chalked it up to some weird British 'school' thing." "Exactly. Anyway, I knew that men would lick women, but it took me a few times before I could get someone to do this to me. When it finally happened, I loved it! I went from so-so about sex to—what's that phrase you like?" "Oh, Marlene, sell my clothes; I'm-a goin' to heaven!" I said. Kim laughed. "That's the one! From then on, I was keen on getting eaten whenever I had sex and was so taken with it that I actually kicked one guy out when he refused." "I can sort of understand that," I said. "But as I recall, a lot of teenage boys aren't big into pussy-eating when they're in high school. It takes a little leading up to for them. I wasn't big on it myself until I'd had a chance to learn more about sex, and then I loved it." "That was some of my experience, too, although it's not like I'd discovered about sex and then screwed everyone in sight. We're only talking about four boys from when I lost my virginity to when I left for college." "And one of those you kicked out," I said. "No, I didn't count him. He never really got anywhere, 'cuz I kicked him out before we really got down to business. I wanted him to eat me before we did anything else and he wouldn't. It was all him, too, because I'd always make a point of washing very carefully anytime before I might end up in bed." "And may I say as a member of the loyal audience that we really like that. Fresh, clean pussy is a joy and a wonder," I said, smirking slightly. "Uh-huh. Anyway, so I went off to college and was dazzled by the good-looking college men. I was rooming with a rather pretty woman named Donna. Donna was from Redding, California, and hadn't had any real sexual experience at all. She was not devoted to being a virgin until she got married, but she hadn't run into anyone special in high school. She'd done her share of second and third base stuff and had even had a couple of boys get her off by hand, but that was as far as it had gone. College was going to be something of an adventure for her, she said." "What'd Donna look like?" I said. "You are a cheap and sensation-seeking audience!" Kim said in mock disdain. "We looked a lot alike and people frequently thought we were sisters who'd gone to the same school. Donna was a little taller than me. She had very dark brown, very curly hair, dimples, bright blue eyes, and a great big smile. She was about like I'm built now, but her nipples and areolae were smaller and her breasts defied gravity. The first time I saw her getting dressed after a shower, I couldn't believe it: it was like they stuck straight out and needed turn signals or something." "Wow!" I said. "Oh, I'm sure you'd have liked them a lot," Kim said. "You should also remember that I was a little thinner then and my breasts weren't quite as large and my hair was a lot longer in those days, so it came down to mid-shoulder blade. Donna's was about the same, which I think was why we got a lot of comments about being sisters." "So in other words, it was a pair of hot plump women with great breasts who looked very similar, is that it?" "Yup!" Kim said. "So it was confusing to both of us that we weren't getting tons of offers. It turned out that while most of the men thought we were good-looking, our intellects were overwhelming and guys being what they are, they weren't quite sure about smart girls." I sighed and nodded my head sympathetically. "So the door wasn't being beaten down by men." "Do I gather that this had something to do with the story you're telling?" I said. "Not quite like you'd think. Neither of us was feeling particularly desperate, although I was missing getting eaten. What happened was that we'd finished our mid-terms and we figured we'd both aced them, which turned out to be true. We didn't have dates that evening, so we'd both showered and washed our hair. I'd smuggled a bottle of Myer's Rum into the room a couple weeks before, so we were drinking rum and coke on ice and sitting around in our bathrobes listening to Carole King and Elton John." "We'd knocked back a couple of rum-and-cokes each and we were feeling relaxed, so Donna and I were talking about our respective pasts. Donna wasn't a prude and she wasn't repressed and she wasn't uninterested, she was just inexperienced. But she was definitely interested. She was impressed with how much I'd done already and had a lot of questions." "One of the things Donna was particularly interested in was how to give a blowjob and what it was like. I told her what it had been like for me and what I'd learned. I tried to describe this, but it didn't quite make as much sense so I looked around for something to demonstrate with. I spotted my hairbrush, which had a round handle. I ran down the hall, washed it off really well, and came back to the room. I said "Here's what I do," and tried demonstrating how to go down on a hairbrush handle." "This didn't work out too well, partly because it was way too narrow and mostly because I was laughing too much. It really did look and feel kind of dumb. Donna and I ended up cracking up about this and it wasn't at all helpful. She was looking a little disappointed, though, so I said 'I think I have something that may work better. One moment.'" "I dug around in my underwear drawer and pulled out my vibrator. I had one of those old hard plastic six-inch vibrators that you put a couple of C cells into that I'd taken to college with me. You remember those?" "Oh, yeah," I said. "They always got sold as a neck massager or something and they showed a drawing of some woman on the box holding the thing up to her neck like it was helpful there." "That's the one, all right! It was like four dollars and I'd bought it out of the back of a magazine when I was a senior in high school. I was sure my parents didn't know about it. I found out years later that my mother had known I'd gotten it and never said anything. Very smart woman, my mother. Anyway, so I hid this from Donna as I got it out and ran down the hall and made sure that no-one was around and I washed it off really well and dried it off and came back to the room." "I showed it to Donna, who was a little surprised that I had one. I said 'I want you to promise that you won't ever tell anyone about this.' Donna said 'Sure, but what would I say? That you showed me how to blow a guy and we practiced on your vibrator? Are you insane?' We both laughed at that and I said 'Okay, here's what I do' and I demonstrated how I gave head using the vibrator. I wiped it off carefully and said 'Here, you try. A lot of this comes naturally.' Donna took the vibrator and did a fair job of licking and sucking on it. She wiped it off and handed it back and said 'That does feel nice. What do you do when they ejaculate?' I said that I liked to swallow and that it tasted okay, but she could always spit it out into a kleenex or something, but that guys got really hot when you swallowed and if they hadn't eaten you already, they'd be willing to do it then, particularly if you made it clear that more swallowing could be in their future." "Donna said 'I've never had anyone eat me, either. What's that like?' I said that it was better than masturbating because it felt softer and wetter and there was the idea that it was someone else doing it, so it tickled occasionally, which was actually rather sexy under the circumstances. I also said that I got very excited with the idea that someone was doing this to me and that it felt very, very good. Donna mulled that over a bit." "We both had another rum-and-coke and Donna asked me about the vibrator. I said that it was actually a bit like being eaten because it was very light and kind of tickly. Donna asked me how often I masturbated and I said that I liked to every other day or so, but that I usually did it by hand and only used the vibrator when I had time or when I was by myself. Donna blushed a little and she said she understood, that she felt embarrassed to do it when I was around, too. She said that she masturbated every couple days also, usually in the shower, which was good for privacy. She'd use her hand and the shower head." "Donna asked how I used the vibrator. I told her that it was usually just touching the vibrator to the shaft of my clit. I turned it on—you remember how you'd turn those on by twisting the base?" I nodded. "I turned it on and held it by the base and touched the tip to her finger. She laughed and said 'It tickles!' I said that that was the idea except that it felt different elsewhere. Donna said 'How about nipples?' and pulled her robe open on one side. I touched her nipple with the tip of the vibrator and she jumped at first and then said 'Oooooh, that does feel different!' She moved her chest around so the vibrator touched all around the nipple and then settled back with the vibrator on just the nipple. Her nipple got really dark, much darker than mine did or even do now." "Cool!" I said. "Were you two drunk by this time?" "No, we weren't, really," Kim said. "We'd had three rum-and-cokes, but we were just feeling very relaxed. I think it was that we'd had enough to relax some and Donna was really curious." "Okay," I said. "Please continue." I was still squeezing my nipples, but I was also running my hands around my chest and down my body every so often. My cock was still fairly soft but there was some sign of life in it. "Donna liked how the vibrator felt and after a minute, she opened her bathrobe all the way so both breasts were fully exposed and said 'Do the other one, please!' I ran the vibrator around the other nipple and it got nice and hard and Donna was enjoying this a lot. I was getting horny myself, but to this day I think it was the sound of the vibrator that was doing it as much as anything else. I mean, I only heard that sound when I was horny and masturbating, so it wasn't surprising that I got horny when I heard the sound. I figure that if I could've salivated as well, I might have had a paper for my behavioral psych class!" I laughed at this. "I said 'It's not fair that you get all the attention. I want some of this, too.' I pulled my bathrobe open and started running the tip of the vibrator across my nipples, which I hadn't tried before. It did feel pretty good. I rubbed it around my nipples and Donna said 'Wow, you have huge nipples!' I was kind of flattered and said 'Thank you. Your nipples are very pretty, too. I like how dark they get.' Donna blushed, which went all the way down her breasts I noticed. I thought that was cute." "I'm tickling my nipples with the vibrator and hearing the vibrator and I am getting very horny! Donna was watching how I reacted to the vibrator and was squeezing one of her nipples and rubbing her breasts. I'm not sure if she realized how turned on I was getting, but I could feel myself getting a little moist and there was this wonderful tickling sensation in my pussy. I'm working on my nipples and getting hotter and hotter and not sure what to do, when Donna says, 'Can I try it again?' I say 'Okay' and hand the vibrator to her. I'm kind of glad to have an excuse to stop, actually." "Donna takes the vibrator and starts running it over her nipples on her own. She's holding the vibrator like I had been, by the base, and was pinching the other nipple with her other hand. Now that both of my hands were free, I became acutely aware of how horny I was feeling." I smiled broadly. "I still wasn't quite sure what to do, so I put my right hand in my bathrobe pocket while stretching my legs out. I refolded them but I kept my hand in my pocket and moved it down into my crotch." I started laughing. Kim said "What's so funny?" "You were busy playing pocket pool!" I said. "I thought only guys did that!" I kept laughing and Kim looked annoyed for a moment, but her annoyance dissolved and she started chuckling at this herself. "I suppose it is pretty silly at that," she said. "And it's as dumb as anything that a guy ever did trying to be subtle at that age, too." I nodded but I was still smirking. "Donna was busy with the vibrator and I was trying to play with myself discretely through the fabric of a thick terrycloth bathrobe, which wasn't working very well. I was so busy with trying to be nonchalant I wasn't paying much attention to what Donna was doing. I looked up and saw that she was still doing things with the vibrator to her nipples, but she had her other hand under her robe and she was playing with herself at the same time." "Oh!" I said. "That's what I said, too," Kim said. "Donna opened her eyes and was very startled and terrifically embarrassed. She tried to hand me the vibrator and was babbling apologies and I said 'It was your turn, keep going.' There was a long silence in which we looked at each other and I could see about twenty different emotions running across Donna's face. I was kind of embarrassed, too, but Donna's embarrassment was much bigger than mine and I think it was kind of... well, drawing fire, so to speak." "Donna leaned back and looked like she was going to start again, but she paused and said 'You don't mind?' I said 'No, go ahead.' Donna said 'You're sure?' I said 'It's fine. We were talking about all this stuff, remember; if I truly minded, I wouldn't have shown you the vibrator in the first place.' Donna looked relieved and she pulled her robe open wider and I could see her pubic hair. She moved her hand rather shyly down to her pussy and touched just above her clit. She looked up at me again with an "Is this okay?" look. I opened my robe rather wide so she could see me, and I put a finger inside myself." "Far out!" I said. I squeezed the base of my cock and my balls. "That was definitely enough to put Donna at ease. She relaxed and I heard her sigh. The tip of her finger started rubbing her clit very gently, which wasn't really visible at first, but she was making herself happy. Donna kept rubbing her nipples with the vibrator, too." "And you?" "I had a finger in myself and squeezing my nipples with the other. I spread my legs nice and wide and Donna followed suit. Then Donna undid the tie on her robe and spread it wide so I could see all of her. She really was pretty." "Of course she was. You said she looked like you do." "Thank you, kind sir! Yes, but I was just amazed: no matter what angle she was at, it seemed like her breasts were defying gravity." "They weren't fake, were they?" "No, not at all, they were all natural. She was just one of those girls with strong tissues. It was impressive." "So both of you are spread out and are masturbating gently?" "At first, but we both started getting excited by this. For Donna, it was using the vibrator on her nipples, but both of us were turned on by watching each other." "Did you know you were an exhibitionist at that stage?" I asked. "Not really, but it was fun when I did. I just hadn't made any connection yet." "Ah." "As we were rubbing ourselves, our legs kept touching each other. It was nice. We both started being less shy about things. Donna was pushing her finger into herself and I was putting a couple of fingers deep into me. We were both squishing slightly, which was fun to hear. And I really liked not having to hide this." Kim and Me Ch. 13 "Wow!" "Donna looked at me and said 'Can I try your vibrator in me?' I said 'Sure, go for it.' This was the 70s, after all, so nobody was even worried about herpes then. The worst we figured we might get was a shared yeast infection. Donna reached down with the tip of the vibrator and ran it across her clit." "What happened?" "She almost jumped and she went "Oh!" very loudly. And she immediately pushed the vibrator in about an inch, which got her very excited. She was going "Oh, oh, oh!" and started fucking herself with the vibrator and pulling it out every so often and running the tip over her clit and then pushing it back in a little deeper. Finally, it was to the point that she was leaning way back and fucking herself with the vibrator fairly deeply. It was really hot to watch and I started cumming. When Donna heard me cumming, she looked at me and then shoved the vibrator in as far as she could and rubbed her clit and came, too." "We just stayed there for a moment in the afterglow and then we both got embarrassed and covered up a little. Then we realized that there probably wasn't a lot to be embarrassed about because we'd both been masturbating and both of us relaxed. I said 'How's the vibrator feel?' Donna said 'I think I need to get one of these for myself!'" "Donna asked if using the vibrator like she had was anything like fucking. I said it was sort of like that, but the big difference was feeling the boy on top of you and getting all the skin contact. And that a real cock felt different from the vibrator—not so hard and having it squirt felt really nice, too. Donna was very curious about how all of this felt. Like I said, she was interested but inexperienced." "We talked for a few minutes and she kept asking questions. I'm actually not quite sure how we got there but I figure we were both slightly drunk and very horny and we ended up in her bed with me kind of on top of her trying to simulate fucking with the vibrator. I couldn't tell you whose idea it was. It just sorta happened between us." "It was very nice being on top of Donna. She smelled really good and she was feeling my breasts and holding my ass and running her hands all over me. Being on top of her and trying to fuck her with the vibrator wasn't very convenient so I rolled over on my side and we lay next to each other. I moved down and started sucking her nipples while I was moving the vibrator in and out of her, which made Donna pull my head into her chest. She started pulling my nipples in response, which was getting me very hot, too." "I moved further down so my head was on her tummy and played with her clit while I was fucking her. Donna was running her hands over my head and back. My fingers were getting dry rubbing her clit, so I licked them without thinking, you know, to wet them just like I'd do when I was playing with myself, and I really liked the way Donna tasted. She was kind of peppery and tasted different from what I tasted like. I moved my head down and licked her clit, copying what I'd felt boys do to me at that point. Donna liked that a lot and spread her legs really wide." "I kept licking her clit but the vibrator was getting in the way and it was hard plastic, of course, which wasn't very sexy, so I pulled it out and put my head all the way down between her legs and licked her slit nice and deep. Donna kept pushing her hips up into me and trying to fuck my tongue and I was tasting this incredible pussy. She came really hard in a couple minutes of licking and thrashed around on the bed and pushed my head hard into her pussy while she tensed her whole body, then she fell back on the bed and said 'Wow! I mean, wow!! That was incredible!!'" "You liked it, too, I gather?" I was stroking my cock gently with one hand while pressing down on the base of my cock and balls with the other. "Oh, yeah, it was awesome!" Kim said. "I knew how nice it was to get eaten and I already had figured out how much I loved sucking a boy off, but I'd never eaten another woman before and it was awfully nice, too. Donna wanted to know if that felt like it when a guy ate you. I said 'I don't know. I liked it, though.' Donna said 'What did I taste like?' I said 'Here, let me show you,' and I scooted up and gave her a quick kiss. She kissed me back, then pulled back for a moment and licked her lips. She said 'Ooooh, that's nice!' I said 'You like the way you taste?' Donna said 'Yes, but I was actually talking about kissing you," and she kissed me again really hard with a lot of tongue.' "Ooooh, that's very hot," I said. "I liked it and kept kissing her back, too. We stayed there for a couple minutes kissing each other and I was thinking 'I've never kissed a girl before. This is hot!' Donna was feeling my breasts again while we necked and I was feeling hers and then I got a fit of the giggles. Donna said 'What?' and I said 'This is just like my last date except you have much nicer tits than he did!' Donna sat up and said 'Mine, too!' and she cracked up. We stayed snuggled up to each other and laughed about this. When we stopped laughing, we just looked at each other for a minute, and then Donna pulled my head into her breasts again. I kissed them all over and sucked on her nipples a lot and I felt Donna putting her fingers in my pussy. I spread my legs so she could get inside me and kept sucking her nipples and running my hands over her breasts." "Donna apparently knew a lot about using fingers on her clit because I was getting hot in record time. I was moaning into her chest and pulled my legs up so she could get into me deeper. She pulled her fingers out of my pussy and licked them. I knew she just wanted to taste me because I very wet. Donna said 'Mmmmm, that's very nice! You taste completely different from me.' She put two or three fingers back into me and was doing lovely things to my clit and my pussy at the same time. I was getting very hot when Donna pulled my head off her breasts and said 'You taste wonderful. Can I lick you like you licked me?' 'Yes, please!' Donna said 'Thank you! I want to see how this feels from the guy's side. And I love the way you taste.'" "Donna had me scoot up on her bed and spread my legs, then she got into position between my legs and held my thighs and started licking me. She didn't have a lot of technique at first but I gave her some direction on what to lick and where and how and she picked up on it right away. It wasn't like I had to show her where my clitoris was at least." Kim looked meaningfully at me and I said "Hey, I haven't had this problem for 30 years!" She smiled and said "Certainly not this weekend, anyway." I rolled my eyes and mimed sticking a knife in my heart. Kim laughed. "Donna was eating me and really getting into it and I held her head on my pussy rather like she'd done with me. I came nicely, not as big as she had, but it sure felt good. Donna lifted her head up and rested her cheek on my thigh and said 'Okay, now you've had me lick you. How does it feel compared to when a boy does it?' I said 'It's fairly similar and it feels good both ways and I loved having you lick me. I think the real trick here is to find you someone male who likes doing this and let you decide for yourself.' Donna said 'Oh, god, yes, that'd be lovely!' She slithered up the bed so she was next to me and kissed me. I had to agree that having the smell of my cunt on her face was a real turn-on." "It was getting pretty late by this time and we were both sozzled and we'd both cum a couple times and we were beginning to drift off. I said 'Do you want to sleep together tonight?' Donna said 'Would you like to?' I said 'Yeah, I think so. You're nice to touch and I'd like to be able to wrap my legs around you during the night.' Donna said 'Good. I'd like it, too.'" "She got up and turned off the light and came back and lay down next to me and kissed me and said 'You liked doing this?' I said 'Yes, very much.' Donna said 'Me, too.' We got as comfortable as we could on the bed—dorm beds are always small—and fell asleep together." "That sounds incredibly sweet, Kim," I said. I had been stroking myself slowly during the story but I wasn't close to cumming, just enjoying what Kim was saying. "You'd said that you'd done more of this?" "Yes, we did on a few other occasions," Kim said. "It was really nice and it took the edge off and it was very comforting. It was sweet and Donna was a really nice girl. The big difference it made for us is that we weren't embarrassed about masturbating around each other any more. That was a blessing a few times for me when I was just massively horny and we didn't have a lot of privacy at the time." "We had fun with each other a couple more times when we weren't seeing anyone and we wanted some closeness and physical contact. And a couple times, one or the other of us helped the other person along when they were masturbating. That was fun. But the really big thing that happened once afterwards was the night Donna got laid the first time." "What, the two of you did a threesome with the guy?" "No, nothing like that. Actually, it was probably a little kinkier, to tell the truth," Kim said. "I'm all ears!" I said. "I see at least one other body part that's paying attention." "Well, uh, yes...." "Donna was going out on a date with a guy named Steve she'd seen a couple times before. She was fairly sure that tonight was going to be the night and was quite excited. We spent a lot of time getting her ready and looking her best for this, but she was completely hyper about everything and couldn't calm down. She'd showered and was still in her towel and trying to do her makeup and get her hair just right about an hour and a half before he was going to stop by to get her and she was so nervous she could hardly brush her hair." "Finally, Donna said 'God, I'm just too nervous and horny! I've got to use the vibrator for a few minutes so I can calm down enough so I can get ready.' Donna had gotten her own vibrator by now and she pulled it out of her drawer and ripped her bathrobe off and threw herself down on her bed with it. Donna had gotten a lot more aggressive with the vibrator and immediately pushed it into her pussy." "She wasn't playing with her nipples with it?" "Oh, sometimes she would, yes, but when she was really hot, she'd just spread her lips and push it in. The following year, we weren't living in the same room anymore but we still were friends and she told me that she had gotten a dildo that she really enjoyed, so I think that's what it was she liked. Anyway, she was fucking herself hard and fast with it and I knelt by the side of her bed and started sucking her nipples, which we both liked. Donna was pushing it in hard and fast and she looked like she had cum, but she was so wired by now, that she wanted more. She said 'I want you do me, please!' That sounded like fun, so I got up on the bed and took over pushing the vibrator in and out. That got her going and she came again very quickly and rather loudly." "This was the big thing?" I asked. "No, this was getting her ready to go out. She got dressed up and looked great and met the boy and went out. I didn't have a date that night so I studied for a while and then watched TV with friends. I went to bed about 11:30 and went to sleep. About 1:30, the door opens and Donna came in. I woke up and turned on the light and said 'How'd the date go?' Donna's eyes were very sparkly and she said 'Even better than you said it'd be!' She hung up her coat and said 'It was really, really amazing!'" "I sat up in bed and said 'Tell me!' Donna started changing out of her dress clothes and said they'd gone out for a really nice dinner and then had gone walking by the little lake near campus. It was a warm night and they'd ended up in the woods near the east shore of the lake. They were on a blanket they'd brought and they were making out pretty hot and Steve put his hand under her dress. Donna was all in favor of this idea and grabbed his cock and they started undressing each other enough so that the clothes didn't get in the way. Steve got very excited and started eating Donna, who came very hard. When she was done, she pulled him on top of her and said 'Fuck me, Steve!' and they did. Donna came again as he was fucking her and then Steve came inside her, which apparently made Donna cum once more." "They lay there for a few minutes and then Donna said she wanted to try sucking Steve off. She was satisfied, but she told me that she was having so much fun, she didn't want to waste an opportunity to try everything she'd heard about. Donna rolled Steve on his back and started licking him. He was pretty soft at first, Donna said, but he got hard very quickly. Donna loved the flavor of his cum and her juices on his cock and started getting hot again while she sucked him." "Steve got very excited and was pushing his cock into Donna's mouth. Donna tried jerking him off a little like I'd showed her but was having too much fun sucking him and just ended up holding on to his cock and getting as much of it into her mouth as she could. When Steve came, Donna said she couldn't have stopped sucking if she'd wanted to and she swallowed everything and then sucked him until he couldn't take any more. Steve and Donna stayed there for a little while longer and made out some more, then they walked back to Steve's car and he dropped her off at the dorm." "All the while she was telling me this, she was getting undressed. When she got down to her underwear, I could see that her panties had a huge wet stain. Donna dropped her underwear into our clothes hamper and put on her bathrobe and sat on her bed and finished telling me her story. I asked her if she was planning on doing this again with Steve and Donna said 'Oh, yeah, as soon as I can!' I then asked her how this stacked up compared to masturbating and Donna said she couldn't even find words for how good it was in comparison. I laughed and said 'Sounds like you got lucky and Steve's good at this.' Donna said 'I guess so!'" "I asked Donna how she liked Steve going down on her and she agreed that it was very good, but that it wasn't exactly better from what we did, but it was definitely different. Donna then said 'The thing that I was surprised about was how wonderful it was to suck him off!' I said 'I know! It's really strange but it gets me hot, too, but I couldn't say why.'" "I always figured that it was the pheromones," I said. "Well, it could be, but I've also enjoyed the way it feels. Doesn't matter too much to me. I just know I love it. And Donna did, too. So we sat there in the room comparing notes about things for a little while. Donna really had gotten lucky with Steve. As a matter of fact, the second guy she had sex with was just awful and she went back to Steve for a while just to make sure that it wasn't her. She had better luck after that, though." "Anyway, we were talking and she kept thinking of other things that she'd noticed about all of this and I started getting horny. Some of it was her telling me in detail about a pretty nice evening with Steve, but I kept smelling the faint cum smell she had clinging to her." "It was the pheromones," I said. "Probably. In any case, I was sleeping with just a t-shirt on and I started rubbing myself while I was listening to Donna describe all these details. Donna was still pretty worked up and I think she got off watching me rubbing myself as she told me and she started rubbing herself, too. After a couple minutes, she lifted her fingers to her nose and smelled and said 'God, that smells so hot!' and she held her fingers out to me. I could smell Steve's cum on them and I sucked her fingers for a moment and went 'Mmmmm!'" "This was too much for Donna, because she practically pounced on me and started kissing me hard and pushing her pussy against my thigh. I was almost as hot as she was at this point and was kissing her back and we were both trying to finger each other. Donna kissed her way down my stomach and started eating me hard. I was getting off and was fingering Donna, who was kind of sideways to me, and I smelled my fingers and she smelled very cummy! This just went down my spine and I pulled her up and we started eating each other really hard. I came two or three times that I know about and I just couldn't stop." "Definitely the pheromones!" I said. "Must have been! Donna stopped eating me eventually when I was getting her too distracted from all the licking I was doing to her and she came one last time really loudly. She screamed as a matter of fact, which got the girls next door banging on the wall to get us to shut up. This shocked both of us into this huge embarrassed silence for about a minute and then we caught each others' eye and we just howled. The girls next door banged on the wall again a couple minutes later and we piped way down and Donna said 'Sorry!' We heard some kind of muffled comment from the other side of the wall and we put pillows over our faces and howled into them for a few more minutes." "We finally got to bed and went to sleep. We saw the next-door neighbors the next day in the hall and said 'Sorry for all the noise!' and they just shook their heads at us and didn't say anything. We didn't say anything else but when we'd turned the corner and were out of earshot, we both cracked up again." "Donna and I didn't do anything together after that, but we weren't shy about masturbating in front of each other for the rest of the semester. At the end of the semester, Donna moved off campus to a shared house and I ended up getting the room to myself for the rest of the year." I breathed deeply and said "That was amazing. And very sweet. Have you kept in touch with Donna since then?" "I lost touch with her about 15 years ago," Kim said. "She'd gotten married for the second time to a really nice guy, but work took them to Tennessee or somewhere and I lost touch with her. She hasn't checked in with the college's alumni office recently, but I've got my address there so she'll be able to find me if she's interested." I moved over to Kim's side of the couch and took her in my arms. "I think that one of the many reasons I love you is that you're a sweet and wonderful and sensitive person." I kissed her for a long and happy moment. "You also kiss very nicely," I added. "Thank you, handsome," Kim said. "I've got no complaints about you, either." "I'm sure that there are other fine points to you, but I'm at a loss to think of them at the moment," I said. I paused and looked up at the ceiling. "Oh, yes, it's probably got something to do with those cute ankles." "These ankles?" Kim asked, lifting her legs in the air and slowly spreading them. "Yes, those very ones," I said. "There's something about them that I admire enormously." "Is there anything in particular about them you like?" Kim said. She'd stretched her legs out as far as she could on the couch and now bent her legs and touched her toes together in mid-air. This was offering me an unparalleled view of her moist pussy, which I was studiously pretending to avoid. "Well, let's see," I said. I looked intently at her ankles while running my fingers up and down her pussy. The lips were parted wide and the insides were shiny and red. I pushed my middle finger into her and then slowly pulled it out. I brought my hand to my face and slowly stroked my chin with it, rubbing Kim's juices all over my chin and jawline, all the while staring at her ankles. "It's probably the flexibility of them that I like," I said. "Oh, you!" Kim said and covered my face with kisses. We stayed on the couch and smooched for a while, then we snuggled. I lay there with my head on her breasts and we touched and talked. Kim and Me Ch. 13 The spell was broken abruptly by Cookie, who gave me a second's warning by meowing right before leaping off the back of the couch to join us. 15 pounds of cat landing on one's kidneys, even from a foot away, is buzzkill for any romantic mood. "What do you want?" I said. Cookie meowed again. "Timmy's fallen down a well? There are crocodiles massing to attack? Timmy's read all of Dostoievski and he's got a gun to his head?" Cookie jumped over to the coffee table and looked expectantly at me. "Oh, it's feeding time!" I said to Kim. "Excuse me while I go throw food down for the starving animals." I got up and fed the cats. Kim took advantage of the pause to hit the bathroom. After she returned, she said "I think we should go outside at this juncture." "What would you like to do?" I said. "How about.... Hey, I know! How'd you like to go to the park and we'll do Frisbee golf?" "Excellent idea!" Kim said. "Let's go get dressed and hit the course." She turned and walked towards the bedroom. "Can I take you to my favorite coffee place en route?" "If you must, I'm sure I'll bear up," Kim said from the bedroom. "Sounds good! I'll go find the Frisbees." I looked outside at the weather. "I'd say we can dress casually; it's not going to rain anytime soon and the walking will be nice. But a light jacket or sweater would be good to bring along just in case." I went downstairs to my office. I always kept the golfing Frisbees in my office for no other reason than I thought they looked cool. I had two driver disks, heavy discus-like Frisbees rated at 195 grams each, and three putters, which were much bigger and thicker. The drivers would just keep going even in a stiff breeze. I'd always worried just a bit that they'd do some real damage if they actually hit anyone. The putters were lighter and would roll, air bounce, and do all sorts of maneuvering curves and were the very thing for getting into the Frisbee golf "holes," big baskety things on poles with loose chains on them to kill the motion of a Frisbee so it would drop into the basket below. Kim had changed into blue jeans, walking shoes, and a light cotton shirt. She had a sweater knotted around her neck. I got into a similar outfit--jeans, walking shoes, and a denim shirt. We got in the car and drove to the park. There were several other Frisbee golfers out. The weather was good and the wind was very light, making for excellent golfing. I parked and we walked to the first tee. Most of the holes were a par 3, which meant that you'd throw the driver disk from the tee, then use the driver disk again to get within putting range, then use the putter disk to drop it in the hole. There was one par 2 (hole 3) and a par 4 (the 9th hole) that had a nasty dogleg with trees in the way so you couldn't just fling the driver out over the dogleg. We teed off. Kim had always had a good throwing arm and could throw a driver disk as well as I. We walked out to where we'd landed, which was about 20 feet from each other. Kim threw first and got to about 15 feet from the hole. I did slightly better, landing 12 feet from the hole. We walked over to the hole. Kim holed it in par, but I missed and watched my putter sail gently and gracefully by the hole and land 10 feet on the other side. "Crap!" I said. "Sun was in your eyes, was it?" Kim said impishly. "Nope, I just duffed the shot completely," I growled. I made it the second time. As the game progressed, it was clear that Kim was in great form that day. She was doing consistently better on her putts than I was. I was having a tendency to overshoot about every other hole, which was costing me dearly. By the time we reached the 8th hole, Kim was at 26 strokes and I was at 31. Kim teed off first on the 7th and did pretty well. As I was about to drive, I felt the breeze suddenly pick up and I paused. It felt like we were getting enough breeze that I might get some additional distance out of the driver. I changed my direction slightly and heaved a giant-killer of a throw. The driver flew up in a high arc and we could see the breeze catch it and push it forward. It kept sailing over and started coming down near the green. I was furiously body-englishing the disk and yelling "Get over!" as it descended. It must've worked. The driver sliced down at what looked like a 70-degree angle and, without any bounce at all, landed directly in the hole. I looked at this for a second and then started jumping up and down and yelling "Yes! Yes! A hole in one!!" Kim started jumping up and down, too. It was inspiring. As we calmed down, Kim looked at me and said "You're going to be completely insufferable for weeks now, aren't you?" "Oh, weeks at the very least," I said. "I could see this being a dining-out moment for years to come, actually." "Oh, God...." We finished up the hole. Kim's concentration was a little rattled by the hole-in-one and shot two over par, making the score 31-32, her favor. We came up on the 9th hole and looked at it. The breeze had stayed up, which added a second difficulty to a normally tough hole: the drivers would tend to get blown into the trees if you tried for a lot of arc to get around them. You could still do it, but it wasn't easy. Kim teed off first again. She got good distance and negotiated a fair amount of the curve. She looked like she was in good position for par. I didn't do nearly so well and only made it to the edge of the dogleg. We threw again and Kim was in great shape for par, landing about 30 feet from the hole. I was out another 25 feet, still possible, but not as good as I'd have liked. Kim putted first and made it in par. I took my third shot and got close to the hole... but my fourth shot hit the hole and bounced off, lying there at the foot of the hole. I walked up and stuffed it in the basket (it was that close) and said "You win!" Kim smiled broadly and said "Even with a hole-in-one, I beat you!" "At least I had a hole-in-one," I said. "I didn't need one, so I saw no cause to waste it," Kim replied smugly. I raised my arms and went "Ahhhhhhhh!" and started chasing her. Kim ran off, whooping with laughter. I caught up with Kim near the dogleg. She'd run into the stand of trees and was waiting for me. (Kim always had been able to run faster than me.) It was a large clump of trees, about 20 feet by 30 feet and it was relatively dense in places. I came up to her and grabbed her and kissed her. Kim kissed me back and then started tickling me under the ribs. I laughed and started tickling her back and it became a tickle fight that put us both on the ground laughing. We eventually stopped laughing and started kissing again, much more intensely than before. Kim was unbuttoning my shirt and pulling it off and I was doing the same to her. Kim unzipped my fly and pulled my cock out. She said "Fuck my mouth!" and sucked me deeply. I pumped my cock into her as she sucked lustily. Kim took me deeply and then came out to the head, then back in and down her throat. She was tonguing me heavily and her arms were wrapped around my back, holding on to me. Kim always gave incredible head, but the thrill of being outside in a grove in the middle of a city park was very intense. I came within a few minutes, groaning deeply but keeping it quiet so as not to alert anyone who might be in earshot. My cum felt thick and heavy and I could feel it pouring out of me. Kim made a gulping noise as she swallowed, which was very hot. I pulled Kim up and we kissed hotly for a few minutes. My cum was all over her breath, giving it a hot, rich smell. There was even a bit of cum on her upper lip that I licked off. I reached down to Kim's fly and discovered that it was already open and her panties were pulled off to one side. Kim put her fingers up to my mouth and I could taste her juices where she'd already been playing with herself while sucking me. I reached inside Kim's jeans and felt her pussy. She was all wet again. I started fingering the top of her slit and playing with the base of her clit with an upward, tickling motion. Kim clung to me and kissed me while I fingered her. She would moan into my mouth and then kiss me, then do it again. I could feel her getting slightly wetter and her clit and the pussy had gotten larger from the excitement. As she was getting close to cumming, we heard three people walking by the dogleg. We froze for a second, but they hadn't heard us. I whispered to Kim "If you make any noise, they'll hear you and they'll know what you're up to." I rolled her wet clit between my fingers and she looked both scared and excited. I kissed her and she moaned into my mouth, trying to muffle the noise and also let it out. "I'll bet it's going to be really hard for a slut like you to keep quiet as you cum, isn't it?" I said, digging my fingers deep inside her. Kim made a tiny "Mmm-hmm!" noise and kept kissing me hard. I could feel a scream building up and I pushed in deeper. "You don't want to be discovered, but part of you does, just so they can see you cumming." My fingers were alternating between pushing deep into Kim's pussy and then spreading her pussy lips wide and stroking the length of her clit. Kim's thighs were trembling heavily and I knew she was right about to cum. "If they see you, they'll know what you are. Only really bad girls get fingered like this in public," I said. Kim clung to me hard and covered my mouth with hers, making a strangled shrieking noise in her throat as she came all over my fingers. We held tightly to each other for half a minute and I could feel Kim continuing to cum. We lay on the ground for a few minutes. I said "We're probably covered with twigs. Anyone who sees us will know we've been rolling around outside." "Yes, but they won't be able to prove anything," Kim said. I surreptitiously glanced at her jeans: yes, there was a slight dark patch from the moisture. I said nothing. "We should probably go unless you'd care for another game," Kim continued. "I'd be glad to beat you again." "Oh, no," I replied. "Between the hole-in-one and the after-game victory celebration, I think I've done enough golf today to last me for a while." Kim and Me Ch. 14 Ch. 14: The weekend together draws to a close You'll enjoy this more if you read chapters 1 through 13 of "Kim and Me" first. If you like this, leave glowing public comments and votes of '5', please. And tell all your friends to come read this, too. It was close to 5:30 when we returned home from the park. We were both glowing from the exercise and the romp in the woods. I was also still feeling smug about my hole-in-one, but I wasn't about to mention anything, figuring it could have a negative effect on my sex life if brought up too frequently. When we entered the house, the cats looked at us from the back of the couch with an expression of "Oh, you again. Got any food?" When no food was immediately forthcoming, they went back to sleep, figuring we weren't good for anything of interest at the moment. I set the Frisbees down and said "We should probably think about dinner, although tea, wine, beer, or spirits are also possibilities at this point." Kim thought for a moment and then said "That depends. What did you have in mind for dinner?" "I hadn't gotten that far. I've the ingredients for prawn vindaloo, but that's fairly hot and I think I'd like something milder. We could stick with Indian food if you like, though: I could whip up my mother's tuna curry. I make it the way she used to, with a pot of rice and fried green bananas." "That does sound mighty good!" Kim said. "How long does it take?" "It's as nothing," I said. "I timed it a few times just to see: I can do it in 22 minutes if I hurry." "There is no need to hurry on my account," Kim said. "You could take your time with this." "Tuna curry's good, then?" "Yes, please." "Okay. What would you like to do this evening after dinner?" "More sex seems like an awfully good idea," Kim said. "Always a winner in my book, too! What exactly did you have in mind? I would like to nibble you all over, personally, but we can probably combine that with anything else you had in mind." I took Kim in my arms and kissed her. "But mostly, I want to spend the evening with you. This has been the most incredible weekend of my life and I don't want it to end." "I love you, too. And I don't intend for this to be the end of it, either," Kim replied. "But until one of us wins the lottery or sells movie rights to a book, we're going to have split up for a few hours at a time just so we can get work done so we can pay the bills and keep the cats in cat food." "True, sadly, but I have to say that you're probably going to have win the lottery. I don't see people queuing up madly to buy the rights to something like 'Windows Server Administration Tips for Geeks Who Never Sleep,' you know." Kim smiled. "Surely you could make it more interesting on the surface, like... uh..." She paused for a moment and then said ruefully, "No, I guess you can't make it more interesting, can you?" She sighed. "You're telling me? High-end books for nerds sell well and I like writing them, but it's not like they're what I'd ever call 'a cracking good read.' I'd recommend them to most people as a sleeping aid." "I brought work clothes with me because I figured I'd like to be able to stay here tonight," Kim said. "I love the way you think," I said. "Would you like to stay here? I'd love to spend a nice quiet evening in your mouth." Kim giggled and said "You sure know how to sweet-talk a girl, there, stranger. And yes, I'd like that, too." She kissed me hard and then said, "I'm going to go shower quickly and change into one of those cute little kimonos. You should get to work on dinner. And tea, I think, to answer your original question." She walked down the hall. A moment later, I heard a distinct, "Oh, hell!" from the bedroom. "What's wrong, honey?" I called. "Moisture!" Kim said peevishly. I thought for a second to put this in context, then realized that she'd noticed the large damp spot on her blue jeans. I snickered quietly, but not quietly enough. Kim came out of the bedroom, naked from the waist down and holding her blue jeans and panties. "You knew about this?" she said. "I had noticed that you'd gotten a trifle damp, yes, but I decided not to point it out to you because there wasn't a lot we could do about it." "You're laughing at me about this, aren't you?" Kim said. "No, not a bit!" I said, trying very hard not to laugh. "You are a scaly weasel!" Kim said. "Au contraire, my love, I figured I'd do you a favor by not mentioning it. You wouldn't be self-conscious and draw attention to yourself, people might not have noticed, and you might not have noticed yourself, so then no harm, no foul." Kim moved much closer to me. "And did anyone notice?" she said quietly. I was about to respond in the negative when I saw her bite her lower lip. "Yes," I said. "Tell me." Kim dropped the jeans and panties on the floor and put her arms around me. "When we were walking out of the woods and back to the car, you recall that we saw those three people who had been shooting the 9th hole while we were there in the woods?" "Yes," Kim said. I reached over to the sink and rinsed my hands off, then wiped them off on a clean dishtowel next to where I'd been about to start chopping onions for the curry. "They noticed." I reached between Kim's legs with my left hand and cupped her pussy. "As we were walking out of the woods trying to look as nonchalant as possible considering we had twigs and bits of fir needles all over us, the blonde woman caught sight of the damp spot. It wasn't all that large but it was nice and dark on the denim fabric." "Ooooo," Kim said. She pushed herself into my hand. "Did she do anything?" I was squeezing Kim's pussy, feeling the puffiness of the lips and her mons. "She looked at me for a second with a question in her eyes. I nodded very slightly and smiled." "Oh, nice!" Kim said. She spread her feet slightly and I slipped two fingers inside her and started pumping her pussy slowly. Kim was still wonderfully damp from a half-hour before and she squished slightly every few strokes. "What happened next?" "The blonde kind of nudged the redhead in the tank top next to her and I saw her say something. The redhead's head snapped around and she stared at your crotch for a long second, then looked at me. I nodded again, then glanced off at the woods and nodded at the women again, then I glanced at you and opened my mouth and shoved my tongue into my cheek a couple times like this," I said, demonstrating. My tongue hitting my cheek looked a lot like a cockhead bouncing off the inside of her mouth and Kim moaned. "Oh, God, that sounds hot!" Kim was clinging to my arm. "Just to show them it wasn't all one way, I held up my hand just enough so they could see it and wiggled my middle finger like I was feeling you up. Like this," and I wiggled my fingers inside Kim's pussy. "More!" Kim said. "Did they do anything?" "They both looked quite inspired and as we were about 10 feet away, I pointedly picked a large twig from your hair and threw it off to one side. The guy hadn't noticed any of the interchange until I did that but he didn't know what to make of it. Right about then, the blonde put her arm around his waist and leaned over and whispered in his ear. The redhead was smiling as we passed. I'm sure they liked the idea." "What idea?" Kim said huskily. Her eyes were closed and was leaning into me as I fingered her. "Well, I couldn't quite say... but they all three waited until they were almost around the corner and I saw them suddenly duck into the woods together." "Oh!" Kim said. "Oh, do me!" She spread her feet wide and humped my fingers. I held on to her with my right arm and worked my hand deep into her pussy until she came, hot, hard, and fast. I held her for a moment longer and then let go of her carefully. "It's really kind of a shame to wash my hand. I do so love the way you smell. But hygiene does suggest this'd be a good idea." Kim hugged me tightly and said "You get me to do the filthiest things and I am amazed at how much I love this." "It's all you, honey. You were born to be a trollop; you just had too much class to do it effectively without someone to drag you down into the gutters every chance they got," I said. Kim kissed me. She picked up her clothes and headed back to the bedroom to finish undressing for her shower. She paused at the door and said "You're a pig." "Well, it's a hobby!" I replied. We smiled at each other. I started water for the tea. I'd made tuna curry so many times over the years, it was automatic. Wash the rice, add twice as much water as rice to the pot, bring to a boil, cover tightly, turn off, ignore. Chop an onion, sauté it, make a roux and thin with beer, add curry powder, canned tuna with the juice, the onion, salt, and a sprinkle of pepper, heat to a simmer, turn down, set that aside. Slice a few bananas lengthwise, fry gently in butter in a pan until browned, turn off the heat. Stir a cup or two of unflavored yoghurt gently into the curry mix leaving streaks, bring back to a simmer, turn off. Put the bananas on plates, cover with rice, cover that with hot tuna curry, and voila! Dinner in 22 minutes. "It's food, honeybunch!" I called. "I'm about done. I'll be right out!" I put silverware, a couple chutneys and Indian pickles, and the teapot and mugs on the table. The plates went out just as Kim appeared, pink and slightly damp, wrapped in a cotton kimono. "I'm beginning to think those are one of the best purchases I ever made," I said. "Where did you get them?" Kim asked. "Would you believe at St. Vincent's? Someone had dumped a whole rack of them, probably as leftovers from a clothing warehouse or something. They were all new and there were half a dozen different patterns. I bought the four of these about eight years ago for like five bucks each. They're incredibly comfortable and very pretty and they're just the perfect thing in warmer weather or for light evening wear. They're fine to sleep in, too." "I just love these!" Kim said. She twirled in front of the table, which caused the kimono to gape nicely. "You certainly add a flair to them," I said. "May I offer you dinner?" Kim looked at the table and said "You weren't kidding about dinner in 22 minutes! This smells great." She took a seat and said "Is it spicy?" "No," I replied, "it's actually quite mild. Very flavorful, but it's a sweet curry rather than anything hot. Try the Major Grey's chutney with it first," I said, handing her a tall thin bottle. Kim spooned pickled mango slices and spicy syrup on the top of her curry. She took a big forkful and chewed for a moment. Her eyes closed and she said "Mmmm, heaven!" She took another big bite. She chewed for a moment, swallowed, and said "It dazzles me how good a cook you are. Tell me, do you eat like this every day?" "You mean, do I have steak and wine and brie, no. But yes, I eat tuna curries and angel hair pasta and lasagna and lots of other things that are all about this good. Winters see me making a lot of soups, too. And I can make pretty good matzoh ball soup." "I think I'm going to keep you around, even if it's only for the cooking," Kim said. "We can work something out, I'm sure," I said. "I do rent and lease. Even with an option to own." "Good," Kim said. "I'd hate to see you unappreciated." I got up and walked to the refrigerator. "Would you like something to drink with dinner? I can make tea or you might like a beer with this." "Beer sounds very good. And what does the house recommend?" Kim said. "Probably something light and really hoppy that'll stand up to the curry." I got a couple bottles of a local microbrew from the fridge and pulled steins out of the freezer. "This'll do nicely." I poured us each a glass and brought them to the table. Kim took hers and we toasted. "Prosit!" "Mmm, this wets the whistle nicely," she said. We chowed down for a couple minutes. Kim was clearly enjoying her dinner and then suddenly made a little noise and held up her fork. A piece of fried banana was on the end. "That was a surprise!" She popped it into her mouth and said "That's very tasty! I don't think I've had fried bananas quite like that before." "They're sweet and rich, but it's not cloying like bananas Foster," I said. "It's wonderful!" Kim scooped up another large forkful. "Dinner and dessert together." We finished dinner and leaned back. Kim had another large swallow of beer and then, somewhat to her surprise, let out a loud belch. "Excuse ME!" she said, somewhat embarrassed. "The mark of approval for a good, spicy dinner," I replied. I picked up the plates and silverware and put them in the dishwasher. Kim got up and put the condiments in the refrigerator and we straightened up the table. I wrapped my arms around her waist and said "Okay, kid, what would you like to do this evening?" Kim hugged me and said in my ear "What have you got in mind, mister?" "It's Sunday, so The Simpsons is going to be on soon." "I cannot believe that you would stoop so low as to watch The Simpsons when you have me around." "Uh, a misplaced sense of priorities? Mens sana in corpora sano?" "Try again, buster," Kim said. "Ummmm... I have admittedly low tastes in humor?" I said. "You do, but I meant you should try again for entertainments," Kim said. "I could read to you," I said. "Really? What did you have in mind?" "There's a book I'm very fond of I'd like to share a piece of with you. And yes, it's very funny stuff." "What is it?" Kim said. She was clearly interested. "It's called 'Cry Me a River," by a guy named Pearson. I heard him reading it on NPR a few years ago and I've enjoyed reading it to people for the same reason. It's great stuff. It's like Faulkner that's fun to read." "That sounds like a lovely idea. Let's curl up on the couch and you can read to me." "Tea is called for, I think. Go ahead and get settled and I'll bring tea in." I bustled about in the kitchen making a pot of tea. I heard the TV go on and, sure enough, I heard The Simpsons drifting into the kitchen. "Misplaced sense of priorities, dear?" I said. "I never said I didn't like them; I just suggested there were better uses of our time. This is just filling time while you make me tea and come in and read to me." "Uh-huh." A couple minutes later, I returned to the living room with a tea tray. I set it down on the coffee table and said "Help yourself," then walked over to one of the living room bookcases and snagged "Cry Me a River." I turned on one of the reading lamps and sat down next to Kim. She turned off the TV, snuggled into me, and said "Whatcha got?" "This is a very funny book about a cop in a small town in the Carolinas who's solving a murder. What's funny is not the murder, which is completely incidental to the story, but the observations about the people and life. There are sentences that go on for half a page. You know, like Faulkner. Except that it's very funny. The author's accent is pure Carolina and it really made it for me listening to him read the sections I want to read to you." "Fire away." Kim lay down so her head was in my lap. I rested my arm on her shoulder and started reading from the first chapter. Sure enough, Kim was laughing before the end of the first page. I read for about 15 minutes and said "That's a good example of how he writes. This is his best book, I think. I've read several of the others and while they're good, they're not as engaging as this. There's another, longer section that I like reading, too, if you'd like more." "Yes, please! I don't remember the last time someone read to me." "Okay. Need a pause for tea?" "Yes, please, one second." Kim sat up and had a large swallow of tea from her cup. She leaned forward and kissed me hot and sweet for a moment. Kim took another swallow of tea, then settled back in and said "Okay, more, please." I read Kim much of chapter 2, where the protagonist recounts how he was sent out on a strange house call by his fellow deputies shortly after joining the local force to take him down a notch. Kim spent a good deal of the next half hour chuckling with her head in my lap, periodically exploding in laughter at some of the particularly funny sentences. At one point, I said "Listen carefully; this is all one sentence," and proceeded to read for about a minute and a half. At the end of it, I said "Impressed?" "Yes, very! That was all one sentence?" Kim said. "Yup." I continued to the end of the chapter and closed the book. Kim snuggled in a little more and wrapped her arms around me. "That was wonderful! What would you like to do now?" Kim's kimono had fallen open long ago and she hadn't been concerned about shutting it, so most of one breast was exposed, as was a broad patch of skin from her tummy, down past her pubic hair to her left thigh. I put my hand on her breast and moved it up and down her tummy and chest slowly. "We have eaten, we have drunk, and it's way too early to go to sleep. We can stay here and channel-surf, or check out any number of things of a prurient nature on the Internet, or we can watch the movies we rented, or watch a video of something else." "I'd like to do something sexy with you," Kim said. "You're my favorite plaything and I don't want to stop playing with you." She pushed herself up slightly so I could reach lower. I moved my hand down and curled my fingers in her pubic hair. Kim started unbuttoning my shirt and said "It's not fair, you know; you're still dressed and here I am in a kimono." "What's unfair about that?" I replied, cupping her pussy in my hand and squeezing gently. "It means that I'm far more accessible than you." "I'm still not sure I see the problem." "I like playing with you, too, you know." Kim finished unbuttoning my shirt and pulled it open. She sat up slightly and sucked on my right nipple. I cradled her head to my chest. "I'm overwhelmed with the weight of your arguments," I said. "In the 'doing something sexy' category, have you got a preference?" Kim said "Hmmmm" without stopping what she was doing to my nipple. After a moment, she said "I think I'd like to do things online. We can see if there's someone on the webcams. I think I'd like to do things with you or maybe just to you in front of an admiring audience." "Okay! Give me a moment to get into a kimono, too; I think it'll make things easier." I kissed Kim and got off the couch and went to the bedroom. I shucked off my clothes and slipped on a kimono. I stopped in the bathroom for a moment for a pit stop and then gave myself a quick wash with a washcloth. Kim had already gone downstairs. "More tea, honey?" I called downstairs. "I forgot mine; yes, please, John!" I poured tea for me and more tea for Kim, then headed downstairs. Kim had already logged in to Phil and Betty's reflector. Much to my pleasure, Kim had the camera on her face and chest, which was largely uncovered although her nipples were still hidden by the kimono. As I had expected for this time on a Sunday evening, there were a lot of people online. There were a number of people from the other evening who were expressing their pleasure at seeing Kim online again. I said "I think I'd best get a couple towels." I walked into the laundry room and grabbed the three biggest, softest bath sheets from the dryer and came back to the office. I skimmed the list of participants. Lynn was there as were Bill and Ginger, but not Honeybare. Both Betty and Phil were on, though, which was a pleasure. I was flattered that so many of the eyes were on the list: we were being watched by nearly everyone. "Everyone's watching us, Kim," I said. Kim and Me Ch. 14 Kim shivered slightly and said "I know. It turns me on just thinking about it. Watch this." She pulled her kimono open wide so her gorgeous breasts were on display. There was an explosion of comments, public and private. I noticed one from Lynn, who said "God, she's so sweet! I'm really looking forward to seeing you two next month." Phil also chimed in, saying "Betty was telling me about you, Kim. Pleasure to meet you!" "You've got a fan club," I said. "Looks like," Kim said. I could see a slight flush in her cheek. "This turns you on more than anything, doesn't it?" I said. "Oh, yessss!" Kim said. "This is all part of my hottest fantasies and it's really happening!" Kim stood up and kissed me hungrily. She flipped open the bottom of my kimono and stroked my cock, which responded by starting to harden. I put my hands on her ass and pulled her into me while we kissed. When we broke the kiss, Kim sat down again. There were a lot of "WOOT!" and "Woohoo!" comments on the monitor. Kim looked puzzled for an instant and then laughed. "My face was off camera when I stood up but we were just at the right height for the camera to show me stroking your dick." "Oh, cool!" I said. "You think they'd like it if I sucked you off on camera?" Kim said. She licked her lips. "Oh, definitely!" I said. "And I love it on or off camera." "I think we should make sure they get the best view, then. Hang on." Kim typed on the keyboard "I'm going to suck this guy off and give him a really good throat-job. Give me a moment to get the camera set up." There were a half-dozen comments and the last few eyes opened on the list. It was a clean sweep. "C'mere, sailor, I'm going to give you the best head you've ever had." I moved forward so I was standing between her spread legs. Kim adjusted the camera up and down a moment, then said "Let's move back a bit so they can see more of us." We scooted the chair back from the desk a couple feet. Kim reached over and tweaked the camera a little more. The view in the monitor window was pretty good: most of my body from my neck to just above my knees was visible. Kim was plainly visible in the chair. "That ought to be about right. Let's try this out for a sec." She leaned forward and sucked my cock for a few seconds, keeping an eye on the screen. Kim made one slight adjustment to the webcam so it was looking at us from a slightly different angle. That was better; her face was easy to see and as she gave me a couple sample strokes with her mouth, there was a good view of my going in and out. "All right, one more thing." Kim leaned way over without moving the chair and typed "We're going to be busy so don't expect a reply. Just enjoy the show as much as we are." She straightened up and looked up at me and said "I want you to fuck my mouth as deep and hard as you want and cum all over the place for the folks in the audience at home." "God, you make me hot, Kim!" "I'm glad. I want to swallow your cum." With that, she leaned forward and took the tip of my cock in her mouth and slowly slid forward until her lips were buried in my pubic hair. She stayed there a moment and I could feel her throat squeezing my cockhead as she swallowed a few times. I groaned. Kim pulled back out. I could feel my cock being squeezed by her lips until she was just kissing the tip. I held her face in my hands and said "I'm going to fuck your mouth right now. I'm going to show the folks watching that you're my little cum slut." Kim shut her eyes and moaned slightly. She moved down about halfway on my cock, which made me moan in response. Kim was working my cock with her tongue, pressing it with her lips, and sucking on it. I pumped slowly in and out of her mouth as she sucked. Kim's hands were on my hips, pulling and pushing. I put my hands on the top of her head and leaned back. Kim followed and went deep again. I went "Aaaaaah!" Kim slowly pulled my cock from her mouth. I looked at her and she said quietly "I wasn't kidding. If you want to fuck my throat nice and hard, I'd like that." I smiled slowly and she smiled back. "Shall we tell them?" I said, motioning at the camera. "Yes, I'd like that. What should we say?" "How about you type something like 'John wanted me to tell you that I'm his cum slut and he's going to fuck my throat now,' how's that?" Kim made a little noise and said "Yes." The keys clicked and she said "Done." She looked at the screen and laughed. "What, honey?" "Oh, that got 'em going! Look." I looked at the screen. The entire reflector was focused on us and the comments of approval were flowing in. "I think we shouldn't keep our audience waiting," I said. "Come here, honey, I'm going to fuck your throat." "Nice and deep?" "Nice and deep. Open your mouth, honey." Kim opened her mouth and I positioned my cock on her tongue. She tongued the underside of my cock for a moment, looked up at me, and winked. I held her face and pushed my cock slowly into her mouth. About halfway in, I felt the head going down her throat. I moved a little slower so I wouldn't hurt her, but I kept pushing until I couldn't go any further. Kim's mouth was open and I felt her tongue touching the top of my scrotum. I pulled out a couple inches and pushed back in with a thrust of my hips. Kim made a happy noise. I started a fucking motion in and out, careful to keep my motions small so my cock wouldn't come out of her throat. I fucked Kim's throat like this for about 15 seconds, then she pushed hard on my hips and pulled back and said "Go ahead and fuck my mouth all the way. I can take it." "I don't want to hurt you." "You won't. Fuck my mouth, sailor." I held on to her head and pushed my cock straight into her mouth all the way down. Kim made a muffled "Mmm-hmm!" noise. I pulled back and pushed hard into her mouth again. As I settled into the rhythm, I picked up the intensity until I was fucking her mouth as deeply as I'd been fucking her pussy earlier. Kim had her hands on my chest and she was pulling on my nipples hard. I glanced at the screen. The only videos open were Lynn's and Phil and Betty's. If they were any gauge, everyone on the reflector was touching themselves and had their eyes glued to the screen. I smiled and looked down at Kim again. She was drooling heavily as I pumped her mouth and her eyes were closed. "Touch yourself," I said. Kim reached down to her pussy and started rubbing her clit. She was already quite close and, as soon as she touched herself, I felt her shivering in the way I'd come to expect right before she came. Her other hand snaked down my chest and she tugged on her own nipples. I picked up the rhythm. My cock pistoning in and out of Kim's mouth and throat was making obscene squishing noises. I could see a line of drool all down Kim's chest and tummy. She was lost in the motion and was making a small "Mmph!" noise every time I pushed in deep. A deep pushing sensation was growing the back of my cock and I felt myself starting to go. "I'm going to cum!" I said. Kim opened her eyes and grabbed the base of my cock and started jerking me hard as I fucked her mouth. The added pressure did it and I said "God, I'm cumming!" Kim whipped my out of her mouth and started jerking furiously. My cock was covered with a thick coat of saliva, drops of which flew everywhere as she jerked me. I felt the first shot of cum boiling up and it sprayed all over Kim's lips, chin, and neck. She gasped and kept jerking me, aiming my cock at her tits. I blew several more huge shots of cum all over her tits, after which Kim sucked my cock all the way down her throat again, tonguing me furiously and sucking all the cum off of me. I felt another few pulses of cum and Kim swallowed several times to get all of it. Kim was beginning to cum by this time, but she kept jerking the base of my cock while she sucked me. I picked up the slack and fucked her mouth hard while she jammed her fingers into her pussy and pulled on her clit. I felt her gasping and making muffled noises around my cock, which was very hot. I pulled my cock out and kissed her. Kim was still cumming and, as I pulled on her nipples, I felt her cum harder. I stopped kissing her and took both her breasts in my hand and squeezed them. Kim was playing with her pussy and cumming hard. I knelt in front of her and kissed all over her breasts. Kim was still cumming. I saw a growing dark spot on the chair and, as I watched, I saw a dribble of juice shoot from her cunt. Kim was still fingering herself and breathing deeply through her nose. Her nostrils were flaring and there was a deep red flush on her chest. I kissed my way back up to her shoulders, being close but not smothering. Kim was still cumming! She started making a growling noise, which rose to a shout and then a scream. I felt the hot juice squirt out hard from her and splatter on my leg, then the spray died back along with Kim's scream. I held her shoulders gently and looked at her. "You okay, honey?" I said. Kim took my face in her hands and kissed me for a long moment. "Oh, yeah," she said. "I am just fine, thank you." She smiled, then looked at the screen. "I think we won an Oscar." I followed her gaze. Lynn, Phil, and Betty were all lying back and staring at us in amazement. The comments were coming in from everyone on the reflector. "Wow!" seemed to be the most common, but "Incredible!" and a simple "Fuck!" were tied for a close second. "I think we deserve one," I said. "I feel like we've once again broken new ground." "In so many ways," Kim said, nodding her head. I stood up... and slipped. I grabbed the table for support and then burst out laughing. "I slipped in pussy juice!" I said. Kim looked down and saw the damp spot on the floor and said "Ewwww!" and started laughing, too. "Okay, it is kinda gross, but it's really funny," I said. Kim nodded and said "It's really different. And it is breaking new ground, too." We both howled for a moment at that. "Shall we close down for the time being?" I asked. "Yes, I think so. I think we should both shower. We're sweaty and at least one of us is covered with drool," Kim said. "That'd be both of us and we are both of us covered in pussy juice, too, which is NOT a complaint in any way," I said. "Let's give our regards to the crowd, then." We turned to the keyboard and looked over the comments. There were a number of private comments that I figured we could ignore, but I did respond to Phil's comment of "Best thing I've *ever* seen on this reflector, John. Please bring her around a lot!" with "I'll be glad to. I think she's great, too!" Lynn pinged us with "You two are amazing! Email me tomorrow and we can coordinate dates for my Seattle visit. I have got to learn to do that!" Kim looked at me and I nodded and she typed "Kim here. We're both looking forward to it, Lynn. See you soon!" Kim typed a general comment to the reflector saying "Thank you, thank you! It was incredible for us." As the inevitable "Don't go!" comments came in, Kim looked at me again and I smiled and nodded, knowing what she was going to say next. I was right: "For those of you who were wondering, that near-fall you just saw John do was because he slipped in pussy juice." There were responses of "Ick" and "Hahahahaha!" Kim said "We're going to leave you all to masturbate in peace. We need to shower at this point." After another round of "Please don't go!" comments, Kim typed "Good night, everyone! It's been swell!!" and turned off the CUSeeMe software. "Sweetheart, you really are amazing," I said. "May I escort you to the shower?" "Why, yes, kind sir, you may!" Kim said. I picked up two of the bath sheets and threw the third on the floor to get the stray bits of moisture and patted it down with my foot. I took Kim's hand and led her up the stairs. After showering, we dried each other off. Kim looked charmingly rosy and her eyes were dancing every time I caught her looking at me. I said "You know, it's only 9:30, but I've had a long and energetic day. And I'd like to be next to you. Can I take you to bed?" "Yes." "Good. I need to clean up and put food down for the cats. Would you like more tea while I'm at it?" "No," Kim said, "but a big glass of ice water would be lovely." "Done." Kim, still nude, walked towards the bedroom. I picked up the tea things from the living room, put them in the dishwasher, and poured kibble into the food bowl for Cookie and Fuzzball (who responded immediately to the sound of kibble hitting the bowl). Grabbing two glasses from the cupboard, I poured two large glasses of water from the pitcher in the refrigerator. On a whim, I pulled a lemon from the veggie drawer and cut two thick slices. I wrapped the lemon, chucked it back in the veggie drawer, and wiped the rim of each glass first with the lemon rind and then the lemon pulp. I turned the kitchen light out and, with lemon slices wedged on the side of each glass, I carried the water into the bedroom. Kim was already under the covers. I handed her a glass. She saw the lemon and smiled. When she took a sip, she noticed the flavor on the edge of the glass and said "You really know how to treat a girl right." I slipped under the covers and leaned into her and kissed her. "It's all in the wrist action, honeybunch." Kim giggled. "You didn't get any wrist action in at all this weekend, you goof!" she said. "Not on me, know, but on you, yes, plenty," I replied. Kim drank a third of her water and set it down on the nightstand. She kissed me again and said "I've never had a weekend like this with anyone." "Me, neither," I said. "I'd like to do this again. More. Lots." "Me, too," I said. "There's so much more to do together." "Like what?" Kim said. "Well, there's a lot more cooking I have to do for you. You still haven't tasted my leg of lamb, nor have you had my spaghetti. And I make excellent sourdough pancakes, waffles, and crepes." "You make crepes, too?" Kim said. "Yup. Learned how from my grandfather when I was a boy." "Now you're making fun of me. I don't believe it." "Oh, it's true," I said. "I'm sure he knew how to cook other things, but crepes was the big thing that he'd cook for us for breakfast when we were small." "Simply amazing." "Thank you." We both drank our water, then we turned out the lights and snuggled under the covers. "Your cats are noisy eaters," Kim said. "I can hear them crunching kibble all the way in here." "I've tried to teach them the value of manners around company, but it never stuck. They're hopeless; they'll always be animals when they eat." Kim laughed. Kim rolled over and spooned into me. I wrapped my arms around her. "What else could we do together?" she said. "Well, Lynn's going to be coming down here in a few weeks and that's looking like it could be quite a day," I replied. "Yes, that will. I want to make some plans for it, too. I think we could have an amazing time together." "I agree. We should also see if we can't arrange for Trish to walk in on us some time." "Oh, my, yes!" "Depending on your comfort level, we might even make a video of our own sometime." "I'll have to think about that one," Kim said. "No problem. I'm just throwing it out there. Videos do have a nasty tendency to occasionally become newsworthy, after all." "Yes." "And there are a few things we might do in the way of fulfilling fantasies." "Yours or mine?" "Both, really, but let me do a little investigating on some ideas I have." "Sounds fun." "And I can't live without lying next to you asleep a few hundred more times." "Good. My work here is done, then." We kissed softly for a while and then I felt Kim smiling. "What're you thinking of?" I said. "We never did get to the movies we rented." "It's okay. I'll return 'em tomorrow. Or we can pay the late fees and get to them later this week." "John?" "Yes, Kim?" "Pay the late fees. I'll be back tomorrow night." "I love you, Kim." "I love you, John. Good night."