Kimberly Lucy Natural Love
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"You're sweet," she said, still holding my dick, but moving up to kiss me. She looked at her hand, fingers covered with semen. "It's slick," she said, fondling my softening dick. I could barely stand the intensity of the feelings caused by her slippery fingers. She kissed me again, a quick peck, one I would come to know as a precursor to a question.
"Blowjobs..." she said.
"Blowjobs?" I asked.
"Yeah, I've heard about 'em. Lots of girls do 'em. Seems like something guys like."
"Yeah, I can't think of a guy who DOESN'T like being tended to by a willing mouth," I said.
She giggled. "I don't know how many of those girls were THAT willing. I mean, they DID it, but some of 'em didn't sound like they LIKED doing it."
"Some girls do, some don't," I said matter of factly. "And the term "blowjob" sounds sort of coarse to my ear."
"I know," she said. Her fingertip was playing idly in a glob of cum on my belly. "But some girls ... uh, the guy does THIS in their mouth?"
"Yeah, some do. Some don't."
"And some of 'em swallow this?" She looked at me with questioning eyes.
"Yes, some do. I've heard of women who'd let the guy come in their mouth, then they'd spit it out, too. And some women would suck on a guy but pull away when he got ready to come."
Her fingertip pulled out of the puddle she was playing in and went directly to her mouth. Her eyes took a twinkle and she smiled around the finger, pulling it out of her lips in a flourish to scoop up another sample. "You're gonna do this in my mouth, babe."
I gasped as she twirled around and sucked my cummy soft dick into her mouth.
"I can't believe you just did that, Kim."
"Did you not want me to?"
"Oh, god, no ... I wanted you to do EVERYTHING to me. But I ... today was the first time we kissed."
"Was the first time we said we loved each other, too."
"And I meant it, baby."
"Uh, the YOU love me, and I love YOU, and this is part of the way people who love each other share part of their love, huh?"
"Yes, it is. I never could separate this from the rest. That's why I was the way I've been. Until I met Kim."
She smiled. "Then what I just did to you, it was okay?"
My dick was hardening in her hand. "Yes, it IS okay. I belong to you. ALL of me. Even that part."
Giggle. "It's getting hard in my HAND. But sucking on it? I did that right?"
"You couldn't do it wrong, little girl."
Her head bobbed down, her hair swinging at her chin, and I watched the first two inches of my dick disappear in her mouth for a long, vacuuming suck. As she released me, her tongue accompanied the head out of her mouth.
"Come here, babe," I said, tugging her up to bring her face to mine. I kissed her. "You're the single most incredibly desirable woman in the world."
"Even on my period?" she asked?
"You start off being sexy in here," I said, kissing her forehead. "And then you have a perfect body ... and you're, uh ... YOU!"
She let go of my dick to give me a two-armed hug. "If you get me this excited today, give me a couple of days when I finish this period..." and a smother of kisses, then she remembered a new toy. A toy that was hard and happily waiting to be played with.
Giggle. "It likes ME!" And I felt wonderful, moist warmth and suction. "Mmmmmm" from her throat reverberated through my body. Her head popped up and she smiled at me, the head of my dick resting against her bottom lip. "Can I bite?"
"It's yours. Bite. Just not too hard. And don't do much more than drag your teeth across the head. It's VERY sensitive," I instructed.
"How hard?" she questioned.
"Come up here. Let me show you." I pulled her up and bent down to kiss a nipple. Her hand clasped me to her breast. I sucked and tongued it.
"Mmmm, that's good..."
I bit lightly. "How about that?"
"That's good, too..."
"Harder?"
"Mmmm-hmm."
I did a little harder until I felt a flutter of her fingers on the back of my head. "Like that," I said. And gave her other nipple a lingering sucking.
"Uhhhhh ... got it." And she went down on me and practiced her new knowledge. And her tongue played with my balls.
"Gentle with those," I cautioned. "The balls are very sensitive to excessive pressure or suction."
So she had to experiment. I only suffered a couple of twinges as she learned her limits and giggled, her lips open, a bit of my scrotum skin lightly held between her pearly white teeth. "This is FUN!" she giggled. Then she moved up slightly and tilted my dick to her waiting mouth. "But this thing is MADE for me to suck on." And she sucked. And her quick mind tied the sucking with what she'd just discovered about sliding her hand up and down my shaft and in a matter of a few happy minutes I was headed to my second orgasm.
"Babe," I said, "you've got me VERY close."
"I can tell," she said, barely pulling her mouth away from me. "It keeps givin' me this salty stuff." Her head dipped back down. Long suck. Teeth. Tongue.
I stroked her pretty head.
"I want you, bad, babe," she said.
"Close! I'm so close!" I gasped. I stroked her head. I didn't push her or hold her in place, just touched her in gratitude for the eruption she was raising in me.
"Mmmmm," was the response. Somewhere she managed to get her free hand under my balls and her fingers tickled under my sack, then gently tugged and squeezed.
"Nnnghhhhhh! Yessss!" I surged my hips up into her hungry mouth.
"Mmmpphhh..." The first spurt hit her mouth. I felt her tongue press as she swallowed. A second, then a third, and then she swallowed again, and then sucked me gently and slowly, draining every drop from me. I was collapsed, almost unable to move, when she finally let my softened dick fall gently from her mouth.
She planted a final kiss on it. Then she crawled up atop me and kissed me on the mouth, I put my hand behind her head and trapped her lips against mine, our tongues wrestling each other, tasting a new taste in her mouth, traces of myself.
She rolled sideways off me and I rolled to keep her in my arms. Her eyes were bright, laughing, joyous. "I made you feel good?" she asked.
"Very good. Especially that part where I returned from a parallel universe," I said. "I love you, Kim."
"I love you too, Tim." She sighed. "But as much as I'd love to stay here in your arms all night, Aunt Jenny's going to be expecting me."
"I guess I have to let you go then," I said.
"It won't always be like that. I need to get her to understand some things."
"She probably understands more things than you think, baby," I said. I was going to tell her more but thought the better of it. "If she's in love with Laci, then she knows what you're feeling..."
"I think so, but still, she's been very protective of me. And I can't just all of a sudden spend the night over here. How'd you say it? 'In due time?' Then in due time."
We spend another half-hour in each other's arms before reluctantly getting up. I kissed her with each article of clothing she put on. I got dressed. I walked her home, two doors down. The lights were out.
"I'll let myself in, babe," she said. And she kissed me good night, a demure, innocent looking kiss, belying the fact that a mere hour before she had devoured me.
I went home and showered and when I hit the bed, I suffered a feeling of loneliness that I hadn't felt in years. And I slept. And got up on Monday morning and went to work. And for the first time in years I kept pausing during the day. No, I wasn't reliving a sex act. I was envisioning that almost blonde hair, those bright blue eyes, that smile, the little hitch, almost a skip, when she started walking, the feel of her hand in mine. I had no doubt. I was in love.
Eleven o'clock. I was in my office with a stack of invoices to sign and my phone rang. Outside number. "XYZCorp. Tim Duncan. Can I help you?"
Female voice on the other end. "MISTER Tim Duncan, you can tell me what you did to my sixteen year old niece." Jenny.
"Uh..."
Laugh. "Don't head for the state line. I don't want to know. I just wanted to tell you that her feet were six inches off the floor when she came to breakfast this morning, and she had a big smile on her face."
"Uh..."
"You told her?" Jenny asked.
"Told her what?" I stammered.
"That you LOVE her ... Damn! Don't be dense, Tim."
"Yes, that particular phrase was repeated in both directions," I said.
"But she came home last night."
"You have a special girl for a niece, Jenny. First, she said that she wasn't going to just pop something like spending the night at my house on you without talking to you. She thinks the world of you. And second, she had no school clothes. But that second one, that's just my guess. All she told me was the first one."
"She's quite a kid."
"She's an amazing person, and I fell for her head over heels. I hope..."
"Tim, Tim ... she won't hurt you. She needs you. I'm glad ... you two found each other."
"Jen," I said. "Don't tell her we had this talk. Let her break the news. And just so you know, she is still a virgin."
"Tim, she's on her period."
"I know. I don't think I could've stopped her ... us ... if she wasn't." I knew that had she NOT been menstruating, and had wanted to give herself to me, I don't think I could've turned her down.
"Yeah..." said Jenny. "I believe you."
"Jen," I said, "I'm not a lech or a horn-dog or whatever. I really think that if she'd have wanted a friendship I could've done that. But she LOVES me ... and I LOVE her..."
"I understand love, Tim," Jenny admitted. "Even us Lebanese."
"Jen!"
"Just jerking your chain, Tim."
"Then the game is on, Jen..."
"Oh, yeah. You. Her. It's gonna be a great game. Look, I suppose I'll see you some time this evening. Take care. And take care of my Kimberly."
"She's my soul, Jenny," I said.
"I believe you, Tim. Bye, now."
"Bye, Jen. And thanks for calling."
I was out the gate right after four, headed home. As I walked from the parking lot to my apartment, Kim's door opened and she walked beside me, taking my hand.
"That's the answer to the first question," I said.
"Question?" she asked.
"Yeah, all day I kept wondering if you went home and thought about yesterday and decided "Huge mistake!"
"Mistake? That I found the love of my life? Not hardly."
I looked at her hand. It was carrying her swimsuit. "So you're up for a swim?"
"You bet, babe."
I unlocked my front door. We barely got inside when her foot kicked it closed behind us and she threw her arms around my neck. My own arms wrapped her chest, pulling us together and our mouths merged. "This is the longest day on the job that I can remember. I wanted to get home to my Kim."
"I was the same way. It's a good thing that they're not teaching something I don't know, because I spent the day reliving yesterday." Her eyes laughed before the giggle left her lips. "And last night."
She was unbuttoning her blouse. I took this as a sign that it was time to get changed. We got changed. But there was this liiiiiittle interlude between completely naked and swimsuited up.
We did thirty minutes at the pool. We got out and walked back to the apartments, holding hands. "Babe," she said, "I need to talk with Aunt Jenny by myself for a little while. Then I can come over, or you can come over to our house." She paused and grinned. "I'm thinking, YOUR house."
"Kim, little love, let's be careful that we don't put off your Aunt Jenny. Why don't you call me when you finish talking with her and let's spend a little time there. We need to. Looks respectable. We'll have OUR time."
"You're right, you know..." I let her go in, and walked to my apartment, showered, shaved, and dressed. And waited. The phone rang. Jenny's house. "This is Tim," I said.
"Come on over, babe," Kim said.
"I'll be right there." I grabbed my keys and headed over. Kim was standing in the door waiting. She closed the door behind me and then threw her arms around my neck and kissed me. I clasped her to me gently.
Jenny snorted. "And here I was, being all restrained and everything, with Laci..." She laughed, then looked at me. "Kim tells me that you and her are, in her words, "totally, unbelievably, incontrovertibly in love with each other" and the duration has something to do with universes and tiny black cinders."
"Pretty much sums it up, as far as I'm concerned." Kim's smile was priceless.
"AND, it seems that she thinks that she should be allowed to spend the night at your house."
"I would like nothing more, but I would rather not offend her aunt, who is the OTHER greatest person in her life."
Jenny smiled, saying, "Look, I know what she came out of, and I'm just happy she's not sellin' her pussy for meth. She's a rare, unique, and wonderful creature and I'm inclined to believe that she knows best what she wants and needs in her life. So I told her that if YOU accepted it, she was free to be her own woman." She paused, looking at Kim. "And I told her that she wasn't dealing with just HER feelings, that yours were also on the line here, and that she better understand that fact."
"Aunt Jen," Kim said, "This is US. He cares. I care. He loves. I love. And we belong together." She took a breath and said, just barely audible, "forever."
Jenny smiled. "Then you spend the night there. Tonight. Any night. All of them."
Kim hugged her aunt. "Aunt Jenny, I ... Uh ... I appreciate everything you've done for me. I love you, you know. You've been a mom to me..."
Jenny had teary eyes. "Babe, I know. I won't ever give birth, but you're my daughter, too..."
Kim came and stood by me. "I'm his wife now, Aunt Jenny..."
Jenny looked at me. "She's serious, Tim. I know her "serious" look."
"I'm just as serious as she is, Jen," I said. I raised my arm and Kim stepped against me. I put my arm around her waist. She reached across and held my hand.
"Then good luck. You know, you're both ... oh, you fit together..." Jenny smiled. "Kim, don't forget me. I like having you around. Really."
"I won't forget, Aunt Jenny. Don't be ridiculous. We live in the same building. We'll visit. Play games. Watch movies. You know..."
"Thank you, baby," Jenny said.
It was at that tender moment that the front door opened and Laci walked in, jean-clad, man's work-shirt in lieu of a more feminine blouse. "Hi," she said, then surveyed the scene. "Something up?"
Jenny said, "You bet. These two are in love and say they're getting married."
"Can they do that? I mean, like, Kim's only sixteen."
Jenny said, "I know that stuff. I see enough kids in my high school classes to have to know the laws. In this state, sixteen, with parent or guardian's signature. And that's me, all legal..."
"You'd do that, Aunt Jen?" squeaked Kim.
"Yes, I suppose I would. You go to a public school. You know how many girls your age get pregnant and have babies or go off and have abortions." Jenny turned to Laci. "Babe, Little Miss Soon to Be Bride Kim's betrothed husband to be has requested that YOU be the Best Man."
My heart skipped beats. I'd not made a big deal out of Jen and Laci's sexual orientation, and here I was, exposed for one off the cuff smart-assed remark. I never wanted to hurt either Jen or Laci. I sucked in a breath, waiting for the reaction.
It came on the wings of Laci's tittering giggle. She came up to me and threw arms around my neck.
"'Scuse me, Mister Tim." Laci kissed me. "I'll be your best man. And if you want, me an' Jenny will do your bachelor party." Then she let go of my neck.
Kim giggled. "I wouldn't take her up on that bachelor party thing, baby."
Laci sidled up next to Jenny, who replicated my arm around Kim. Laci said, "I told Jen the other night that you two shared a common soul. I know these things..."
"She did," Jen said. "And I pretty much agree. So when's this gonna happen?"
Kim rescued me from answering that one. "We'll get back to you on that one. But get ready. It's gonna happen." She started pushing me towards the door. "We need to get some food, babe!" The over her shoulder, "You guys can come with us..."
"Yeah," I said, "since we're, like, FAMILY!"
Laci turned her face to Jen. "What'd'ya think, love?"
"We'll take my car. Let the lovebirds take his."
Laci feigned sadness. "B-but I thought WE were the lovebirds. Didn't we USED to be the lovebirds?"
"Honeymoon can't last forever, Laci," I said.
Kim hauled my face down to hers, kissed me, and whispered, "Yes it can..." and then she pushed me out the door.
Laci and Jenny followed and a few choices of restaurant passed back and forth between the two couples before we got to the parking lot. Kim and I followed Laci and Jenny out of the parking lot and onto the road. Kim was playing her fingers on my neck until I freed up my right hand from driving, then her hand took mine.
"Babe, tell me one more time ... forever?"
"Yes, forever." I knew deep down inside.
"We're getting married, then..." she said.
"Yes. Inevitable, babe. So, when?"
Silly me. I thought she'd have to give it some thought. I was wrong.
"The Saturday before Thanksgiving. Gives me a week out of school, and..."
"And I have vacation scheduled already."
"I know" she said. "I looked at the calendar on your kitchen wall."
"I should've known." I laughed, shaking my head.
"What?" Kim questioned, her blue eyes on me.
"That you'd have a plan in place."
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Returning to the Coast — a flight Lisa loved because it was in daylight and she could actually see something from the window — Kim quickly learned that the wedding arrangements had been taken out of her hands: Donna Douglas was running the whole thing. As a great concession, she allowed Kim to pick her own bridesmaids. Carol Christian was her matron of honor, and her bridesmaids included Kathy Carlson and — surprisingly — Kelly Callahan. As they were leaving Washington, Kelly had made it...
The wedding went off without a hitch. As Kimberly paced up the aisle on Dan Douglas’s arm, Brad thought she was the most beautiful woman in the world. Not only was her beauty so vibrant that morning, but there was a look of utter joy on her face that he had never seen before. There were a couple of surprises at the reception, though. First, while the receiving line was forming, Kelly presented gifts to Kim and Brad. They were unwrapped; both were identical rosewood boxes. Opening the lids,...
TWO NIGHTS LATER It was evening, somewhere after 7PM. Kim was inside the laundry room, taking her unwashed clothes from her laundry bag and dumping them inside one of the washing machines!! As she had been dumping her clothes her mind was still on her old friends, the same ones who broke contact with her after Craig's death!! She hated this feeling of being ostracised but at least she still was able to talk to her relatives!! They did not like her decision but still forgave her and still...
Venice. City of canals. Home to one of the most influential and wealthy merchants in human history, whose investment in the arts had created works that still lit the imagination of the world aflame. A city of beauty and history and... “Jesus Christ, look at the titties on her,” I whispered as I leaned against the wall of a building that was part of the University of Venice. The building looked as if it had stepped from the ancient past, save for the few modern touches that accented the...
Kimmy's turn: Of course you realize that life has some imperfect moments. That's one of the downsides of having a man who's got a 'history'. My Tim's been married before. Ex-wife. Eight year old daughter. Both in California. It's so cliché, I know... And in the middle of the week, us, marriage license in hand, looking at the weekend: I just get home after school and I get a phone call. I don't immediately recognize the number on the display, so I answer, "Tim Duncan's home. This...
Kim's turn: Let me tell you about Aunt Jenn's wedding. It was an adventure. Getting to California for the wedding was my first time flying off somewhere. Aunt Jenn, before Tim, was my rescuer, my rock. Mom's younger sister, the one who went to college, got a degree, became a schoolteacher. Decent person, and according to Mom, "One a'them bull dykes" like Mom's heterosexual alternative was somehow superior. When Mom went to jail, Aunt Jenn took me in without batting an eye and opened...
When she returned to her apartment, Kim didn’t know what to do. Moving almost in a daze, she stripped off her clothes, entered her bathroom and took a cold shower. With her head somewhat cleared, she warmed the water but then had a different idea. Running hot water into the bathtub — it was as hot as she thought she could stand — she went to her medicine cabinet and opened a bottle that had been sitting there for months. It was a bottle of musk oil that had never been opened. Pouring half...
On Monday morning at 9:30 Kim appeared at the Orange County courthouse accompanied by Brad. She was puzzled because she had been unable to communicate with Katherine McCarthy, her attorney. For weeks she had been trying to reach her to tell her she was ending her lawsuit but to no avail. So there she was. Entering the courtroom, she took a seat at the plaintiffs table to the right as she faced the judge’s bench. To her interest and surprise, at the defendants table to the left she saw Sandy...
“What was that all about?” Kim asked when they were finally on the San Diego Freeway headed south. “What about the training we’re supposed to be doing?” “Remember Jenny Clark?” Brad asked. Kim slowly shook her head. “No. Should I?” “She’s the girl who sold her body parts. Remember?” Kim looked sick. “Now I do! Ugh! But what about Jenny Clark?” “Surprise, surprise! It turns out that Jenny’s an engineer, too. Furthermore, she says that your notes and documentation on the new tooling are...
Lying on the bed, Brad kissed Kimberly’s lips. Instantly she was awake and returning his kiss with mounting passion. It was like no kiss they had ever exchanged before. “I love you, Kimberly Kramer,” he whispered. “So that’s the answer...” she replied with a loving smile. “What answer?” “Why you’ve been referring to me as Kimberly Kramer for so many months. You were just wearing me down, weren’t you?” Instead of answering, Brad kissed her again. It was even better than the one before....
The Lufthansa trans-polar flight from Los Angeles to Frankfurt was on time. Kim was awakened in first class with an announcement made loudly over the plane’s PA system: “It is now 0600 hours, local time. We will be landing in about one hour. It is time for morning exercise!” Kim looked at Brad who just shook his head. “Yes, darling,” she said, “we’re flying Lufthansa. ‘Unt ve know vats best for you!’” Brad just grinned. Going through Customs & Immigration in Frankfurt, they hit their...
The Army band marched proudly down the parade ground at Fort Benning. On the reviewing stand were the Carlsons, but also the Kramers and the Christians. Ken, Brad and Bill were all in uniform, Ken as a major, while Brad and Bill were both captains. All were wearing the Rangers’ black berets. Kim was also in uniform, but wearing her Special Forces green beret. The band doubled back on itself, then took position facing the reviewing stand. A moment later, the presidential limousine drew up...
“Good evening, ladies and gentlemen,” Kate Cornwall announced. She was sitting in a director’s chair and was back-lighted. All the viewers of the TV show could see was her silhouette. A rising star at WNBC, NBC’s owned and operated station in New York, Kate was an anomaly. At a time when every on-air personality wanted to maximize face time, Kate shunned it. Even while in journalism school, she had decided that reporter-as-celebrity got in the way of the story she was covering. “For those...
Kimberly is walking down the pathway of Angel Grove. It has been a long while sense Rita had lefted and its been quite Peaceful so Kim didn't even see the point in bringing her Power Morpher. That Peaskey Pink Ranger sees no danger ill show her Danger Remarked Psycho Pink as she watch on from above. Psycho Pink watches on as Kimberly just walks done the Park No Friends No Power and a bunch of Witnesses a Perfect Opportunity for Psycho Pink to Strike!
BDSM(My thanks again go to CambriaRose for her editing and advice. It’s made these two chapters go much smoother with her help. To the reader, I truly hope you enjoy. It’s been fun writing it.) * She would phone Kimberly on a daily basis and I tried where I could to give her as much privacy when she did. Karen would watch me sneak away and giggle, occasionally she would throw a cushion at me when I did. I would just throw it back and then went and sat on the porch until she was done. Jenna...
KIMBERLY NICOLE Part 2: A Dark Chapter Our two girls have just returned home from a visit to the Wizard. Where Kim had learned, that because of her getting a nipple pierced on one of her the breast forms while she was wearing it, that she is stuck as a she-male. But, everyone, except Amanda, has no memory of her ever being a man. The Wizard had given Amanda a box, a box that he said was part of the she-male items that he had forgotten to give her on her first visit. When she opened...
Kimberly Nicole Part 3: Kim Finds Herself Amanda and Beth Ann had followed Kim to a BD/SM club and watched her being trusted up in front of an audience. Beth Ann was shocked to see Kim with a vagina and not a penis as she had at the hotel with Jeff. And, Amanda had to tell Beth Ann the full story of Ted and Kim. It turns out, that Kim was also trying, even though in the wrong way, to find herself like Amanda was. During a talk, after Kim returned from the BD/SM club, Amanda told Kim,...
©Copyright 2002 I prowled the hotel lobby like a jungle cat, nerves a-tingle and senses alert, waiting impatiently for the moment to come that had been so long awaited. The moment when all the promises of the past two months would either be realized or abandoned. Would she show? Would she have the guts to go through with it? Only time would tell, and time was running out. The hotel staff watched me cautiously out of the corners of their eyes, their inability to challenge my right to be...
Kimberly might not have been drunk, but she certainly wasn't sober. Stumbling from the car with her bag in one hand, and her coat in the other, she stopped, directly in front of the headlights. Lifting her skirt up, she wiggled her ass at me. Giggling loudly, as only the slightly tipsy can, she ran off to the side of the road, and did it again. I was torn. I could sit there and stare at her long legs, black panties carelessly uncovered, smile almost painted on her face. I could. For hours....
Okay, I'm back. Actually, I'm awake in my own bed in the wee hours of the morning. Well, it WAS my own bed until two days ago when I agreed that I was indeed in love with this nutcase lying next to me. Nutcase? In the best possible way. She loves me. Says she loves me. She's right here next to me and any sane man would be thinking about how wonderful it was for the opportunity to have sex with a virginal but eager and athletic teen. And said random man would be thinking that he'd be...
"Wow!" Zoë exclaimed. "Graduating at sixteen. What about college?" Kim smiled. We'd had some talks. "I'm still working on it. I think I have a few months to think about it. Might be able to squeeze out a scholarship or two." She looked at me. "And I can cover college for her easy enough," I said. "I'm thinking of mass communications," Zoë said. "Do you have even a hint?" Kim's eyes twinkled. I pretty much knew what would come out of that sassy mouth. "Engineering? I know...
Kim's turn: Sunday morning. There is no finer Sunday morning that I can recall. I cuddled in closer to Tim, pushing under his arm, fully intending to drift back off to sleep, but then I noticed something. It was rigid. And when I touch it he purrs. Euphoria. I know what it is. It weighs a hundred and eighty-five pounds and has a hairy chest. And loves me. And he's semi-awake because his breathing is irregular. His nose is at the crown of my head. I feel and hear him breathe deep so I...
Author’s note: Kimberly is in the hands of a perverted supervillainess (whose also her Dad slash Aunt) and things seem grim. So, be ready for some wickedness – but also be ready for Kimmy’s daring escape! Also, some incest. I was like a kitten being petted by a dog. I squirmed and shifted and tried to be annoyed, but it was fucking hard to be upset while those silky fingers were caressing through my hair. So, as a catch up, I was still naked, still in the grasp of Dr. Chaos – aka my own aunt...
Tim's turn: So I walk in to find my love sitting at my workstation with her friend, working on wedding invitations. Casey, her friend, is a nice looking young lady, and if she's friends to my Kim, then she's not the normal gum-popping mall rat. She was eye-ball deep in Photoshop, too, talking about typefaces and gradients. I was introduced, said "Hi", then showered and took Kim and Casey to dinner. I kept having a tickle of an idea that Casey looked vaguely familiar. Kim explained to...
Tim's turn: It's done. After the first marriage went off the tracks there was a time when I told myself that never again would I put my heart in the care and control of another woman. That lasted, too, helped along by the quality of the available women I was set up with or who found me on their own. Then one day I moved here. She's lying there. The light of a full moon is streaming in the window, illuminating what was only a few hours ago a Celtic goddess, clad in natural linen,...
"You're sweet," she said, still holding my dick, but moving up to kiss me. She looked at her hand, fingers covered with semen. "It's slick," she said, fondling my softening dick. I could barely stand the intensity of the feelings caused by her slippery fingers. She kissed me again, a quick peck, one I would come to know as a precursor to a question. "Blowjobs..." she said. "Blowjobs?" I asked. "Yeah, I've heard about 'em. Lots of girls do 'em. Seems like something guys...
Early Saturday morning, the young couple got into Kim’s car for the drive down to the Christians. Because the directions to reach their place were very complex, once they exited the freeway Kim gave Brad the job of navigating. By this time, Brad realized they were about 30 miles southeast of LA, but in the valley, not on the coast. Although it was supposed to be farming country, the land looked parched. Then Brad remembered something he had read awhile back. There had been water problems...
On Monday morning, Brad left on a sales trip and Kim felt lost. In no time flat, she had cleaned the apartment but then had nothing to do except to feel lonely. Brad wasn’t due back until Friday, but he had warned her that he might not even be back for the weekend. His trip would take him to northern California and into Oregon. As she sat nursing a cup of coffee, Kim’s feeling of loss quickly morphed into a feeling of misery. Then the phone rang. It was George Harrison, chairman of Aerospace...
Promptly at ten o’clock a Rolls limousine rolled up the drive. By that time, Dan Douglas’s car had been garaged, and Kim had pulled hers off to the side to clear the circle. She went to the door to welcome their guests. The chauffeur had jumped out of the car and was holding the rear door as an elderly gentleman alighted followed by a much younger man. The younger appeared to be under 30 while the older appeared to be in his 70s. In spite of his age, the older man stood up very straight. He...
At 10:30 the next morning the trio appeared at the golf pro shop. There they met a very youthful-looking Jim Conroy, his wife, Hank, and their daughter, Samantha. Kim and Brad were delighted to meet the Conroys — Hank Wellington had explained their relationship to the Carlsons and Carlson’s Rangers — and particularly pleased to see the way Lisa and Samantha took to one another. They were there to play golf, but it was apparent that Lisa was not planning on playing nor was Sam. “Lise, you...
It was mid-July when Kim and Brad returned to Los Angeles. Their new house wasn’t yet ready, so they went to Kim’s apartment. On Monday morning they put in an appearance at the plant for the first time in weeks. Brad and Kim went to their adjoining offices. Kim had no sooner put her things down on her desk when Jenny Clark walked in. “Welcome back, bitch!” she snapped. “Huh?” Kim exclaimed. Then with a wry grin she added, “That’s Kelly’s pet name for me, but what’s your problem?” “Look,...