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 Chapter Five



   I will readily admit that our first night in the same bed was not a
perfect night in the terms of continuous sleep.  But that is not to mean
that it was in any way unpleasant.  I woke several times to the feel of a
knee or an elbow or an arm or a leg, and as I achieved consciousness, I
realized that those parts belonged to my little bit of perfection, and I
rearranged myself and her and went back to sleep.

   We hit another one of those milestones and hurdles in a couple's
evolution when the alarm clock went off to the strains of Mozart from the
classical music radio station.  I was immediately awake.  I mean, 0600 was
my routine.  But what about Kim?  How was she going to react.

   A bounce and a soft female form draping herself across me for a good
morning kiss told me that Kim was awake and sentient.

   "Let's see how this works," she said.  "First, you need to know that I
love you, babe!"

   "And apparently you're immune to morning breath," I said.

   "And so are you," she countered.  "Bathroom.  Me.  Before we have a
puddle.  Uh... You use the other one, okay?  Girl stuff."

   I went to the other bathroom and relieved a night's load of liquid,
washed my face and returned to the bedroom to dress.  That didn't take
long. Like I said.  Routine.

   Kim did her thing pretty fast, too, opening the door to let me know that
the place wasn't off limits.  I peered around the corner to see her clad in
her standard jeans and blouse, not fashionable, but quite attractive on her
in a carefree way.  Of course, my judgment could have been a bit biased
because I knew what was under it.  She was running a brush through her
hair, straightening out the night's disarray, and the result was quite
stunning.

   "Cereal okay for breakfast?" I asked.

   She turned to face me, smiling.  "That'll work."

   "Coffee?"

   "Sure!"

   And breakfast occurred.  I headed out of the house before she did.  The
last, lingering kiss before we parted, her standing in the door watching me
leave, these things told me that loneliness was over.  I didn't realize how
much the past days had affected my demeanor until one of my co-workers, the
department admin, bouncy, thirtyish, cute in her own plump way, and VERY
married, said something.

   "What's up with you?" Debbie asked.

   "Nothing.  Why?" I countered.

   "You just seem a whole lot more relaxed, is all," she said.

   "Life is just better, sometimes," I smiled.

   "Yeah.  Uh-huh.  You act like you got a Prozac suppository."

   "And a pleasant good day to you, too, Deb," I said.  I was in my office
all afternoon and when the clock hit four, I was out of the gate headed
home.  In the car, I flipped open my cellphone and called my home phone.

   Fourth ring, somebody picked up.  "Tim Duncan residence.  This is Kim."

   "Hi, baby.  I am on the way home."

   Before I could say it, she said it.  "I love you babe.  I miss you. 
Hurry."

   I hurried.

   I walked in my front door and was assaulted by Kim.  What a sweet thing
it is to have somebody truly happy to see you at the end of the day.  Today
I had that happiness.

   "We can't go swim today, babe," she said.

   "Do we have a problem?" I questioned.

   "Yes we do," she said with a big grin.  "If I take my clothes off to
change into my swimsuit, I may rape you."

   "So you're meaning..."

   She finished my sentence.  "I'm meaning that we need to take a shower -
one shower - both of us, and ..." She put her arms around my neck, kissing
me.

   "Then let me lock the door." I reached behind me and turned the
deadbolt, watching Kim grinning as she unbuttoned her blouse.  We raced to
nudity.  It was a tie.  I swept her into my arms with no resistance, but
when my hands wandered down her sides and started toward her cleft, she
stopped me.

   "Nope!  Not until I shower." She said, "I changed tampons at lunch and
it was finished, but I want to wash myself." Her eyes laughed.  She knew
she had total control over me.  Two previous nights had proven that what
Kim said, went.  "Come on!  Shower!"

   At least she led me by the hand.  Not the nose.  Or...

   Showering with the one you love is a wonderful thing.  I mean, it can
be. I've showered with some of the women whom I've been intimate with,
including my former wife, who, one might suppose, would be as used to us
being naked together as could be.  But NONE had the poise and presence of
Kim.  It's like she KNEW that she was IT, the Queen, the One and Only.  And
THIS was the creature in the shower with me, all soapy and giggly.  I
lathered her from head to toe with one exception.  I held the soapy
washcloth.

   "You?  Or me?" I asked.

   "Me today, babe," she said.  She washed her pussy carefully and then she
soaped me up, spending an inordinate amount of time lathering up my dick
and balls.  We rinsed off and got out of the shower.  She used two fluffy
towels, one that I helped her dry off that neat, svelte body with, the
other she used on her hair, before sitting down on a stool and working her
hair over with a brush and dryer as I shaved.  I was drying my face off
when the hair dryer went silent.  When I turned, she was smiling.

   "Come on, babe, love of my life, my one and only," she said.

   "Yes, love of my life, heart of my heart." I followed her to the
bedroom. She threw the covers off the bed and knelt in the middle.  I knelt
before her and we wrapped up in each other's arms.  A long kiss was presage
to the conversation.

   "Tim," she said, "I am not drunk or high and you haven't filled my head
with lies.  You haven't gotten me so worked up I can't see straight.  I am
in this bed with you because I love you and I truly believe that you love
me as much.  What WE are about to do..."

   I interrupted.  "You only get to do once.  Quite a speech, my love.  But
I have never been as serious about a step in my life as I am with you right
now." My hands clutched the sides of her face as I kissed her, then they
moved down to cup her breasts, our lips still together.  She renewed the
pressure, her eyes closed tighter.  I tweaked her nipples gently and my
hands moved down to slide over her waist, feeling the softness, then the
firmness of her hips.  My right hand moved around and my fingertips traced
softly, for the first time, across her mons, touching her light brown pubic
hair, and then to the formerly forbidden, the gates of her femininity.  My
first touch brought words.

   "Oh, god, Tim!  Please touch me."

   I touched.  Soft.  Hot.  Wet.  As I expected, her pussy lips were firm,
and now, engorged, turgid, gaping slightly.  My fingertips brought quivers.
Her right hand wrapped my dick and her left held the wrist of my right
hand.

   Our lips met again and as we kissed, I insinuated my index finger
between the lips of her pussy.  I found her wet, slick with anticipation.
Dipping my finger into her, it was coated with her juices.  I kept kissing
her, letting my finger explore her cleft.  Her moans mixed with our kiss,
and her hand gripping my wrist were signs of her pleasure and excitement. I
moved my finger towards her hole, the tip finding its way inside easily,
then I moved it forward, lightly brushing her clitty as it protruded in
full arousal.  I brushed it lightly again.  Her lips broke away from mine.

   "God, Tim..."

   Freed from kissing, I moved my lips down to her neck and then to her
chest, sucking and tonguing and biting a nipple.  This was when I gently
laid her back onto the bed.  I kissed my way lightly down her firm belly
and my lips reached her pubic hair.  I kissed my way further and felt her
hand on my head.

   "Do you want me to stop, babe?" I asked.

   "OhgodTim.  If you stop, I'll KILL you..."

   I could smell heaven in the musk of her juices.  My tongue brushed
lightly at territory only recently visited for the first time by my finger.
I remembered the shudder in her body when my finger first landed.  It was
surpassed by her reaction to my tongue, especially as I lapped from one end
to another, then pushed its tip between those puffy lips.  And when my
tongue touched her clit...

   "Please, Tim!  There!  My love!  Please!"

   How could I refuse that?  I didn't.  I paid attention with my tongue and
lips, and even teeth, nipping lightly at those irresistible lips, and then
settled to a licking, flicking of her clit.  Keeping the attention going as
best I could, I moved around to lie between those long legs.  And those
legs wrapped behind me, her heels digging into me as if spurring me on. 
Both her hands were on the back of my head, holding my face into her pussy.
And she came.  Her hips bucked.

   "Ohgodogodohgod....  Nnnnnnnnnnnghhh!" She sucked in an audible breath.
"Timmmmmm...."

   I lifted my face from the wetness.  "Are you okay, my love?'

   Not hearing a response, my tongue flicked out and brushed the pink round
tip of her clit again.  That got a response.

   "OhgodTim!  Not another one!" And in a minute of delight for me, she did
"another one".  And another.  And she pulled me up to face her and kissed
me.  "You're a mess," she said, showering me with kisses.  "It's a good
thing that I taste good." She sighed happily.  "That was the best ever."

   She caught my look.  "Oh, don't be silly." She waved a fingertip at me.
"This!  That's all, before now.  And it was like comparing a... a candle to
the SUN!" Her hand idly moved down to touch me, and I was as hard as a
diamond.

   "I love you, Kim.  I'm glad I made you happy."

   "Was I, you know, NORMAL?"

   "Yes, babe," I said.  "You were delicious.  And perfect."

   "And you've got something I think I want, baby..." she gave my dick a
squeeze to make her point.

   "Are you sure, Kim?  You only have one "first time", you know..."

   "I know.  And I love you and you love me, and what other reason should I
have?"

   "Not one that I can think of.  Come here!" I held my arms wide to accept
her.  And she slid on top of me clasping my face in her hands.

   Her legs opened slightly and I found myself between those thighs again,
this time my erection pressed against her mons.  She smiled at me.  "That's
getting close..." her hips moved, pressing herself against my erection. 
Her legs spread a little wider, changing some geometry in wonderful ways.
Her eyes belied concentration as did her biting her bottom lip while she
smiled.  "Hey!" she said, lithely twisting to sit astraddle me.  This put
my dick, formerly trapped between her mons and my belly, to a very pleasant
location wherein it was pressed between a pair of moist teen pussy lips. 
And she KNEW it.

   "Kim," I said, "you are beautiful and I love you."

   "Oh, Tim," she answered, "I love you too, you know." She found herself
sliding forward and back, dragging my dick between the lips of her pussy,
her clitty making light contact.  "Do you like it like this?"

   "Yes I do, baby.  I get to view perfection.  You." Her blue eyes,
twinkling, her smile...

   She kept her small back and forth motions for a moment more.  And then
she raised herself off me, releasing my dick from its moist trap.  It
sprung up, its head touching her open and wet cleft.  She reached down,
using her fingertips to guide the head toward its goal, her virginal hole.
I felt the head squeeze a bit as it encountered the tight opening.  I
rested my hands lightly on her hips.

   She eased herself lower.  I didn't move.  I let her control this, her
first penetration.  I could feel the head push and then enter.  She was
still biting her bottom lip, swept up in concentration.  I felt her rise a
little, then ease back down, the up, and back down again, this time letting
me feel her pussy gripping me further down as she pushed me deeper.  And
another up and down, and another, and I could sense the tension leaving her
thighs as she relaxed onto me.

   She gazed down at me.  "Tim, I'm... you're inside me."

   "I know, dearest one.  Are you okay?"

   "Uh-huh.  I feel full.  Like it's supposed to be there." She wiggled her
hips.  "Mmmmm," she purred.  She experimented with a few different motions
and settled on one that rocked her back and forth, drawing me in and out of
her, and I imagined her little clitty was dragging the base of my dick with
each iteration.

   I couldn't stay still any longer.  I started thrusting upward in time
with her own thrusts.  I'd just showered with her, eaten her for the first
time, and I was teetering on the edge of orgasm myself.  I gamely plunged
on, though.  I didn't know if the pain of her first time would keep her
from coming, but I wasn't going to deny her by just letting loose with my
own.

   I felt her lean over, her hands on my chest, her back arched, and she
was changing to an insistent intensity in her thrusts.  Her eyes flashed
open, the smile turned the corners of her mouth up, she released her bottom
lip to pant her breathing in and out.

   "Baby, you feel wonderful," I said.

   "Uh... I... Tim... can't talk.  Close..."

   I guess she felt wonderful, too, then.  She looked good.  Even in the
midst of her biggest thrusts, those firm, small titties just quivered, the
nipples erect.

   "Uhhh...Ohgodohgodohgod... Unnnhhhh!  Babe... I'mmmm, uhhhhh..." her
teeth clenched.  "COmmmmingggggg!"

   I gave up trying to hold back when I felt her pussy's involuntary clench
and let myself squirt, augmenting the surges with small thrusts.

   Her eyes fluttered open and she gasped for a breath.  "Ahhhhhhh... I...
we did it.  Her eyes brightened and she grinned.  "Do you know I FELT you
squirting?  I did.  So I KNOW you enjoyed it."

   I smiled at my angel.  "And you turned red from your nose to your
nipples, so I know you enjoyed it." It was true.  I learned today that when
my Kim comes, she flushes red on her cheeks and chest.  It's hard to fake
that.

   She lowered herself into my arms and that geometry thing resulted in my
soft dick plopping out of her pussy.  Didn't matter at this stage of the
game.  We kissed.

   "You're mine," I said.

   "I know," she said.  "This used to be how a couple sealed their
marriage."

   "As far as I'm concerned, for you and me, we have." I put a hand to the
back of that soft, fragrant hair, turned her face slightly, and I kissed
her, my tongue meeting hers between her soft lips.

   "Babe," she said softly, "It was supposed to hurt.  I read stuff and
heard people talk, and it was supposed to hurt.  The first time, I mean. 
They were wrong."

   "I'm glad, cutie," I said.  "Last thing I wanted to do was cause you
pain."

   "Oh, I was gonna do it tonight, pain or not.  Because I want YOU and I
knew that it would be better the next time." She sighed, smiling, an inch
in front of my face.  "But if it's much better, it'll kill me."

   "You're perfect, cutie.  I don't think I stay in this universe when
you..."

   "I know," she said.  She moved her hips.  "There's a lot of stuff down
there.  Us.  A mess.  I'll be back." I felt her roll off the bed, then I
heard water running.  A minute later she came back in with a damp washcloth
and sopped up the juice and semen.  "A little blood.  I thought I'd pushed
things around so it wouldn't bleed.  I guess not." She returned to the
bathroom then came back to bed.  Into my arms.  Or to put me in hers.  Who
cares?  Us.  Together.

   She rested a hand on my chest and then put her chin on the back of her
hand, her face inches from mine.  Softly, "I knew it would be good with us,
Tim.  I knew it."

   "Not disappointed?"

   "Nope.  Better than I expected.  Really." Her free hand reached down and
touched me.  "It's not about sex, Tim, but I think we're good together."

   "And it'll get better, baby.  As we learn one another."

   "If it gets much better, I'll just DIE!"

   I kissed her.

   "Babe," she said.  "Food?  Like, dinner?"

   "Yeah, you're right, little angel.  Somebody sure messed up our routine
this afternoon.  Where do you want to eat?"

   "I don't care.  But someplace where they bring the food to us.  No
buffet.  No fast food."

   "Excellent idea, cutie.  But we have to get dressed, don't you think?"

   "Yeah, I guess so." We untangled and climbed out of bed.

   "I moved some clothes and stuff here after school," she said, pulling
jeans off a hanger.

   "I was gonna help with that."

   "Maybe tomorrow.  Or after dinner."

   "Aren't you going to want to avoid Jenny for a while, babe?"

   "Avoid?  Why?"

   "Because she's gonna see you grinning like that and KNOW what we've been
doing."

   Kim laughed.  "So?!?!?  And if she doesn't figure it out, I'm gonna tell
`er."

   I looked at her.  "That'll make for a good headline: Teen Girl's Lover
Beaten to Death by Lesbian Aunt"

   "Oh, don't be silly, Tim.  She's pretty much known that when I told her
that I loved you that we'd end up like this."

   "Yeah, babe," I said, "But a lot of people can think about things in the
future, because it's, you know, way off, and not real, but when they're
presented with it as reality, well, it... that's another story."

   "Aunt Jenny's not like that!" And I got the 'I'm certain and you're not
going to change my mind' look.  She fixed me in her exasperated look. 
"I'll go tell `er right now."

   I thought she was bluffing.  After all, we'd known each other what, a
handful of days.  So I called her bluff.  "Sure!  I'll go along with you."

   "Then we'd better get dressed," she said, jumping out of bed.

   "You're serious?"

   Her smile was answer, but she spoke.  "Babe, Aunt Jenny pretty much
expected this when she said it was okay for me to stay here, don't you
think?"

   "I guess." I said, rubbing my hair with my right hand.

   "We'll just go over for a visit, and then go to dinner.  Maybe we'll
have company, maybe not." She was buttoning her blouse.

   I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled socks and shoes on.  She
finished dressing and came to stand in front of me.

   "Too much temptation, babe," she giggled, pushing me backward onto the
bed and raining kisses on my face.  I caressed and squeezed her butt, soft,
rounded, but decidedly muscular under the feminine padding.  Our lips met.
She giggled.  "I love this."

   "This?"

   "Yes, this, being able to hold YOU!" Her face was mere inches from mine,
and I couldn't help but agree.  It was nice.  Oh, "nice" was not nearly the
word.  Dictionaries in four major languages didn't have the word to
describe how I felt with this cutie laying in my arms.

   She propped her chin on her hands and smiled.  "Let's go see Aunt Jen,"
she said.  "Then, after dinner, dessert." The smile did it.  "heeeyyyyy...
Love, I feel that."

   "That what?" I knew what 'that' was.  "Let's play," I thought to myself.

   Her smile turned wicked.  "I'm not sure.  I need to find out." She slid
off of me to kneel between my legs.  Her fingers worked my zipper down and
then dipped her fingers inside.  After several attempts she managed to
maneuver my erection free through my fly.

   "Oooo, look what I found!" She licked her lips.  What happened next sent
me to another dimension.  I think I would have become a permanent resident,
but for the fact that she popped my dick out of her mouth with and audible
sound, then started tucking it back into my fly.  Then she announced,
"Making love with you is wonderful." And she grabbed my hands and pulled me
back to sitting.

   "Oh, you're a TEASE!" I announced.

   "Nope!  Ain't teasing if you plan on finishing what you started." I
stood and Kim wrapped me up and kissed me.  "Come on, babe!"

   I followed like a puppy.  A love-sick puppy.  The only thing I could've
done to further the feeling was to hang my tongue out.

   When we walked into view of Jenny's apartment we noted that the windows
were showing light in the living room.  Kim reached for the door.  I caught
her hand.

   "Nuh-uh, babe!  Knock!  You don't live there any more."

   "Awwww!  Don't be silly!" she said petulantly, but she knocked, too.

   Jen opened the door.  She said to Kim, "So I guess you think you've
moved out now and you need to knock, huh?"

   "No, but HE does..." Kim said, nodding in my direction.

   "See," laughed Jenny.  "That's what I told you, Day One.  You can't
house-break `em.  You guys come in!"

   We walked in.  "Where's Laci?" Kim asked.

   "Working late," said Jenny.  "She'll be here after work."

   "Wanna come to dinner with us?" Kim asked.

   "You guys don't need me..." Jen started.

   "Not a matter of needing you.  Just wanted to drag you along," I said.

   "Yeah," Kim added.

   "Okay," Jenny answered.  "Let me go change clothes.  I got stuff on this
blouse.  Sit.  I won't be long."

   I sat down on the sofa.  It's a standard-sized sofa with plenty of room
for three.  We don't need that much room, apparently, because Kim's chosen
seating arrangement is my lap.  With her arms around me to make sure she's
secure.  And that's where we were when Jen finished dressing and walked
back in the room, tossing her hair back into place with one hand.

   Kim looked up, raising her head from its place on my shoulder.  "I still
wanna keep `im, Aunt Jen..."

   Jen smiled.  "Looks like he wants to be kept, too." She sighed.  "Well,
Miss Kimberly, you've adopted yourself a human, a feral male.  Most are not
worth the effort to train.  Occasionally one good one can be found, but
you're going to have to spend a lot of time getting him accustomed to
civilized behavior.  You may have to train him to sleep with you."

   Apparently this was a game Kim was used to.  "I can make him sleep with
me, Aunt Jenny.  And I will be good to him and pet him.  It makes him very
happy, an' he licks me..." Caught up in the happy role-play, it took a
second for Kim to catch exactly what she'd just said.  She turned bright
red.

   "Hmmpphhh!" snorted Jenny.  "Makes ya wonder who's trainin' who."

   "I'm SORRY Aunt Jenny," Kim blurted.  "That came out wrong..."

   Jen looked at me.  "Well, then, MISTER Duncan, it appears that you have
become the chosen pet of my niece."

   "Aunt Jennnnn," Kim whined, "I LOVE him.  And ... "

   I didn't let Kim finish.  "I love her.  And we need to know something."

   Jenny looked at me.  Now, lest you think wrongly, she was almost
smiling. After all, this whole thing wasn't a surprise.  "And exactly what
is it you need to know?"

   I looked at Kim.  She kissed me on the cheek.  "We'll be okay, babe,"
she said.

   "I know, sweetness," I said.  I turned to Jenny.  "In regards to you and
my Kimmy, are you her legal guardian?  I mean, is her living with you
covered by a legal document?"

   Jen's face got serious.  "Yes.  She was a minor.  Her mom's... well, you
know, and the courts awards me guardianship as her closest relative." She
paused.  "Wait!  Why?"

   "Kim?  You want to tell `er?"

   Kim went into giggle mode.  "Oh, yeah... According to state law, I can
get married with my parent or guardian's signature.  Keeps me an' my mate
from living in sin, ya know, an' sullyin' the family name."

   "Baby, what's left of the family name after your mom got through with
it? Besides, we ALREADY had this talk, didn't we?"

   Kim's mouth took a determined form.  "Aunt Jenny, THIS guy is going to
be my husband."

   Jenny looked at me.

   "I'm gonna be HER husband," I said.  "Now, do you wanna go get something
to eat?"

   Jenny broke into a grin.  "Yeah.  Let's do seafood!"

   Kim said, "Yeah!  Seafood!"

   "You two are really something!" I said.

   "Yeah," Jenny laughed.  "And you fit right in."

   "That's REALLY scary," Kim laughed.

   We took my SUV to the restaurant, Kim and I in the front seats, Jenny
hovering her face between us.

   The three of us had dinner and enjoyed a particularly happy meal. 
Returning home, I helped Kim gather up more clothes and a few odds and ends
to bring to OUR house.

   We spent half an hour rearranging my things to make room for my new
mate, and then it was time for a shower.  Together.  Fun.  Erotic.

   Out of the shower, Kim sat on a stool with a blow dryer and a hairbrush,
working her hair to honey-shaded perfection, shiny, sweet-smelling, every
strand in place.  I spent the same block of time shaving.

   We were both still nude.  Kim looked at me as she put away the dryer and
she smiled, saying, "Is it too early to go to bed, babe?"

   "That's a perfectly great idea," I said.  I watched five feet eight
inches of young feminine perfection head to the bedroom.

   We hit the bed together in a tangle of arms and legs and only the
tiniest of wiggles put her lips to mine.  Her hands cradled my head and she
looked into my eyes, into my soul and said, "Tim, I love you so much it
hurts, you know."

   My own hands touched her back.  Her skin was soft and warm and she
purred as I stroked her.  "Kimmy, I love you, babe, like I have never loved
another human being."

   Love, though, between two people, operates on many levels, and another
level was broached as her nude body impressed itself along mine.  My dick
stirred, hardening.  This got a cute little squeal.  "Babe," said the face
inches from mine, smiling, "How often can we make this thing work?"

   I kissed her forehead, brushing aside the honey-colored fringe of her
bangs to reach her skin.  "With YOU, babe, several times.  At least one
more today, for sure."

   She insinuated an arm between us, her fingers closing over the head of
my dick.  Giggle.  "I'd like, ummmm... you know"

   I kissed her nose, chuckling.  "I hope I know..."

   She started to raise up.  I stopped her when her titties were at optimum
distance.  I bent forward to suckle first one, then the other, getting a
throaty purr from her.  "I think we're thinking the same thing, babe..."

   "Gosh, I hope so, babe!  You're the most spectacular human being I've
ever met." I kissed her neck, a move that got me an armful of
uncontrollable, giggly Kim.

   She wiggled free and her mouth fastened on the head of my dick.  She
pulled her mouth off it.  "Babe, I hope this as much fun for you as it is
for me.  I love it."

   "Mmmm" escaped from around my dick.  And a muffled, "Mmmm-hmmmm!"

   "Babe," I said, "we can do this to each other, you know."

   "Uh... isn't that "sixty-nine?" I've heard about it."

   "Let's try it.  You stay on top of me, and turn around."

   A bounce of the bed presented me with a pretty pussy, plump, tight lips
gaping slightly, starting to glisten from the moisture inside.  I couldn't
resist.  I kissed, then licked, moaning "Mmmmmm, you taste so good, babe."

   Lips closed over the head of my dick.  It felt wonderful, and we happily
ate each other.  It wasn't long before my juice-laden tongue was pushing
her into an orgasm.

   "Oh, baby," she said, "I have to take you out of my mouth.  I'm afraid
I'll lose control and bite it off!" She clasped my hard, throbbing dick
against her cheek as my tongue's tip teased her clitty to push my sweetie
into ecstasy.  Knowing she'd gone over, I waited a minute.  Her lips
closing on the head of my dick with a little suck told me that she was back
on this planet.  I lapped my tongue the length of her slit, from her
butthole to her clit, gathering the most savory of juices.  And then I
started on her again.  I was learning my Kim, and I observed that on the
heels of her first come, her second was fast.

   It was also enough for her.  When she regained her senses, she turned
around.

   Giggle.  "You've got ME all over your face." She collected her excess
with a smother of kisses.  I wrapped my arms around her and rolled over,
putting her underneath me.  Her face was glowing as she spread her legs
welcoming me.  "This is GOOD," she said.  It was our first try in the
missionary position.  "It's like you're POSSESSING me!"

   "I am, Miss Kim.  I intend to never let you go." I moved my hips,
letting the tip of my dick search for its goal.  Kim's eyes were alight,
her lips pulled in an alluring tight smile as she moved her hips, trying to
help the situation.  It helped.

   I felt the head of my dick find a waiting, tight, hot, wet hole.  I
didn't have to push my way down into her because SHE pushed her hips
upward, trapping my dick deep inside her.

   Giggle.  "THAT works," she smiled.  "Love me, baby.  US!" And we bucked
in concert with one another, my dick finding heaven inside the tight, wet,
quivering walls of her pussy, her clit finding soft stimulation as my dick
slid past it with each thrust.  Our lips met.  Our bodies melded together,
our tongues connecting us at one end, our sex at the other, her hand
cradling the back of my head, keeping our mouths together, little mews of
joy escaping to sing to my ears as we worked each other to nirvana.  I
stiffened as my dick began spewing inside her, and her moaning into my
mouth told me that she'd arrived with me.  I held her against me as I
rolled us over so she could recover while lying atop me.

   I kissed her forehead again.  Her eyelashes fluttered and those bright
blue eyes opened.  She sighed.  "Tim, this is the most perfect moment in my
whole life.  And I expect US to get better."

   It was with the utmost reluctance that I rolled over to set the alarm
for the next morning.