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Deeply Madly Kimberly (FF, rom)
By Susand (susangel@idirect.ca)
*****
Deeply... Madly... Kimberly...
I have never met Kimberly, nor have we spoken on the telephone.
Yet I feel that I know her and have known her intimately.
Should we meet, we would converse like we were old friends who saw
each other every day. Yet through the unique medium of the
Chat Room, we DO meet almost every day, and we have shared special
moments in more private cyber-settings... not real, you say? I
disagree.
The electronic marvels of our age have enabled human minds to
meet, communicate, even share love. It may not be belly to belly,
but it is mind to mind. The power of the human imagination cannot
be underestimated, and I give thanks daily for the opportunity to
float through cyber-space and touch other minds, other
imaginations, other islands in the cyber-sea.
One of these islands... lush, exotic, mysterious, nurturing,
enlightening... is Kimberly.
Should my cyber-sailing ship be tossed and torn by storms of
electrons, may the warm waves carry me to her fragrant, golden
beach...
The day dawned grey and damp, November's chill rain falling
unhindered through the bare branches of the trees.
Alone in my bed, I listen to the rattle of rain on the roof, a
lonely sound... but lonely I am not, because I will have a special
visitor today.
She will come, we will meet at last... will bright sparks fly or
will deeply-banked embers smolder?
Husband gone to work, children gone to school, alone again with my
thoughts. I start my computer and call up a favorite picture...
there!
Her dark eyes bore into mine, they call to me, deep wells of
limitless passion. Skin as soft as satin, pale gold like a summer
afternoon... my lips will paint her warm canvas with tones of
passion, my tongue will trace the contours of her topography,
engraving them into my memory... Her pose combines child-like
innocence with the promise of adult pleasures to come, a
combination that is irresistible. Come to me, come now...
I wait for her, mind and heart racing. Calm down, Susan, and save
your excitement! I do some laundry, vacuum, check my internet
auctions, listen to a CD... The Beach Boys' "Friends":
"Take all the time you need, it's a lovely night, if you decide to
come, you're gonna do it right"...
I go online and go to my room at DT, but nobody's there and I feel
myself tense up... she's coming, closer...
"I wash the dishes and I rinse out the sink, like a busy bee. I
make up a song as I'm working along, no one's watching me. I wish
that you were here to help me dry, when's the last time you baked
me a pie, you had a way of making it come alive, it's not to late
for you to take a drive..."
I look out my window and see a car approaching. Long and low, a
big car, all curves... it's pulling into my driveway! What's the
license plate say? Is that "HIYA"? It must be her!
Quickly I check my face in the mirrored closet door, what will she
think of me? Too late now, a soft knock sounds at the door... I
open it, and our eyes meet, lock, a moment of silence. I nervously
giggle to break the spell, and invite her in. She's so petite
compared to me, and she carries herself with a confident bearing.
As she steps inside, I catch the scent of her perfume and my mind
goes blank, all my carefully practiced phrases, gone... panic!
She's taking off her coat as she looks around and I remember my
manners and take it from her... my hand touches hers and a spark
jumps between us! We laugh, and I suddenly feel comfortable again.
I'm in the presence of a dear friend, and have nothing to fear.
The laughter tapers off, and we gaze upon each other.... Those
deep brown eyes, I could fall into them and be forever lost... She
must sense what I'm feeling as she moves closer, we are drawn to
each other.
My arms reach for her, we embrace, our eyes never losing contact:
green to brown, brown to green... now our lips meet - was that
another spark? Pressing against each other, mouth to mouth, breast
to breast, as I had always imagined it would be. No, better than I
imagined, better than my "swet dreams" of Kim. With effort we come
slightly apart, and I take her small soft hand, leading her to my
bedroom. Not a word is said, there is no need for words now.
We're thinking alike, we want the same thing: each other. In front
of the bed in my dimly lit room, we come together again. But
there's something between us... our clothing. My fingers, shaking,
go to the zipper that runs down the back of her deep blue satin
dress. Her steady ones move to the hem of my green sweater, and
begin to lift it.
At that moment her dress slips off of her shoulders, and I pull my
sweater over my head. Again her slender fingers dart out, and open
the front clasp of my bra. My breasts practically burst from their
confinement... into Kimberly's waiting hands! I toss my head back,
luxuriating in the feeling of her warm soft hands on my breasts,
and shudder as she begins to softly move her hands over them. I
open the top button of my jeans and unzip the zipper causing the
loose denims to slide down my legs, I step out of them. A low moan
escape's Kim's lips as she notices that I'm not wearing any
panties. Then I reach around her to unclasp her bra, and gasp as
it falls away and our breasts touch. I can see that she's flushed
as she slowly and seductively pulls down her metallic blue thong
panties, my god, her body is beautiful! A shiver runs through me,
she sees it, and she also sees my nipples hardening.
She brushes past me and lifts the comforter on my bed. "Come in,
it's cold out there", she says with a devilish grin. I follow her
into my bed, and we face each other. We each know that this is
what we had been waiting for... which one of us will make the
first move?
Both of us move at the same time, and smiling at each other, we
kiss. I stroke my hand down the side of her body, and she does the
same to me. Our tongues touch, dancing together then swirling
away. My hand is vibrating as it glides over Kim's curves,
glorying in her soft warm silky skin. I reach far down and cup her
bottom, then move up again to her shoulder, then down to her
breast. Still thinking alike, we move our heads to kiss each
other's breasts... clonk!
Laughing again, I motion for her to be still and I bow my head to
her neck. My tongue traces a path from her clavicle to her earlobe
and I then plant a row of kisses along that line, feeling her sigh
and breathe deeply. I tickle her ear with my tongue, tracing the
pale, shell-like contours of it and making her gasp as it pokes
into the little hole.
Then downward I move, kissing and nuzzling, across her throat and
onto her chest. A nipple moves into view, but I won't touch it
yet... I kiss her breasts softly, then with more pressure. Kim is
softly moaning now, and I let her nipple find my mouth. Gently I
explore her nipple with my tongue, swirling it slowly around the
base and then lightly flicking across the top.
Her back is arching now, she's responding to my attentions. I
release her nipple and take the other one into my mouth, biting it
ever so softly I feel it grow and firm up in my mouth. As I do
this, my hand has been stroking her warm body, as a blind woman
reads a new and unfamiliar braille book. My fingers move through
her soft pubic hair, and come away wet and sticky.
As I bring them to my mouth, I gaze into Kimberly's eyes, I want
to see her reaction as I taste her for the first time. To my
surprise, she growls, and pins my arms down as she rolls on top of
me!
She kisses me deeply and forcefully as she grinds her mound into
mine, there must be sparks flying down there but I can't see them!
Still straddling me, she releases my arms and brings her head to
my breasts, taking each nipple into her mouth in turn, raking the
sides of them with her teeth.
Her hands push my breasts together and now she has both nipples in
her mouth, her sharp yet soft tongue flicking from one nipple to
the other... my hips are bucking now, and I gasp in deep breaths.
Again that devilish grin, and she suddenly pivots around so that
she's face to face with my mound, and I to hers. I take in the
beauty of her femaleness... soft dark hair framing her pink lips,
almost hiding the wetness within... the scent of musk, a forest
floor, ripe tropical fruit, and sex.
The moment passes and we kiss each other, silent no longer as we
explore each other's sex. Kimberly's taste is in my mouth and in
my mind, I drink eagerly at her fountain, searching like a
hummingbird for more sweet nectar. The feeling of her active
tongue and soft lips against my pussy is beyond incredible, beyond
explanation.
I want to hold out against the approaching tidal wave, but I know
I'm helpless to resist for much longer. Wanting to come together,
I intensify my probing of her sweet pussy and direct my attentions
to the sweet pink pearl nestled between her lips. I caress it
gently at first with my lips and tongue, then with increasing
pressure and friction, taking my cue from the passionate sounds
emanating from Kimberly.
She has found my clit now also, and as she sucks it her fingers
slide into me. The feeling is indescribable, a roaring fills my
mind as the wave comes to take me away... As if from a great
distance I can hear Kim's voice calling, announcing her orgasm. I
dip my tongue into her pussy and I can feel her muscles spasming
around my tongue, and her sweet juices fill my mouth. The great
wave recedes, taking my strength with it, leaving me with a sense
of deep fulfillment. Kimberly, above me still, shudders delicately
with the last few spasms of her orgasm.
I kiss her pussy tenderly, lovingly, and run my tongue gently up
and down the line of her lips, kissing them softly, not wanting
the moment to end. My arms clutch her slight but strong body to
mine, we are one entity united by passion and desire. Now she
raises herself, swivels around and faces me once again, her face
wet with my juices.
I kiss her and taste my own taste, as she tastes herself on my
lips... we gaze into each other's eyes for a long time, and the
world slips away...
I wake alone, the pale light of dawn creeping into my bedroom.
Where was Kimberly? Was she here at all, or was I dreaming the
most wonderful dream? Sighing, I swing my legs out of bed, stand
up and enter the bathroom.
A patch of blue catches my eye... on the chair is a pair of
metallic blue thong panties...
END