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Kimberley (MF, rom)
by James David Burke (Clipper@cup.portal.com)
(c) 1990

***

The air inside was cool, unlike the hot August street outside. As I closed
the door behind me, I wondered once more if I was at the right address. The
sound coming from the bath down the hall would explain why there was no
answer. The shower would have obscured my ringing entirely. But, if I were
at the wrong house, I could easily wind up spending the night in jail. The
adventurer in me would not yield to such drivel so I carefully made my
way down the hall to investigate. Walking ever so silently, I made a mental
note of every possible exit in case I had to make a fast getaway. The door
to the bath was ajar, about two or three inches...did I dare? Nothing
ventured, nothing gained, I've always told myself. 

Positioning myself so that I could see a reflection in the mirror, I was
just able to verify, with about 95% assurance, that the being encased 
behind the glass shower door was female. "Well, that's one positive sign,
at least," I said to myself. Still, I could not make out much more through
the fog and rippled glass. The anxiety was building in the pit of my 
stomach... 

"IS THIS THE RIGHT PLACE?" my mind screamed. 

At that moment the water stopped and my heart skipped several beats. This 
was it. The adrenalin flowed, fight or flight. And yet I stayed, fixated 
on the possibilities. As the shower door opened, I caught the first glimpse
of a figure emerging from behind the door, a hand reaching for a towel.

Yes, definitely female. Yes, definitely brunette. Curly hair? It was hard 
to tell since the woman's hair was sopping wet. Breasts...yes, those 
breasts...I felt almost as though I had seen them before. Large, luscious,
with large scrumptious dark brown nipples. Just as she had described 
herself. It had to be her. 

Suddenly, as I began to feel more at ease...still wondering how Kimberly 
might react to finding me here like this, our eyes met in the mirror...

You see, Kimberly and I had never actually met except through E-mail and
usenet. Never in a million years did I ever dream we would actually ever
meet, and yet there I stood, gazing into Kimberly's eyes in the foggy
mirror. A look of alarm, or more accurately, like surprise swept briefly
across the face of Kim- berly Woods. Then a smile quickly erased all fear.

Of course, she recognized me from the picture I had sent. "Jimmy!" she
exclaimed. Quickly remembering her modesty she secured the big fluffy towel
about her body and then flung open the door. Arms reaching out, shrieks of
joy, we embraced for the first time. Holding Kimberly close, squeezing as
though we might be wrenched apart at any moment, I whispered into her ear,
"God I've looked forward to this day - I've missed you so much." Odd to
miss someone I had never until this moment even met. Huma emotions are
truly wondrous and mystical things. We gazed into each other's eyes, mouths
smiling broadly. Then, gradually, another kind of look altogether
encompassed Kimberly's face. A strong, serious, sensuous look. "Kiss me Jim
- kiss me for real this time." I looked into her eyes and saw a bright
crisp longing for true warmth, affection, acceptance. Need and yet not
need. Lust and yet not lust. Bathed in desire to be everything she had
hoped, I pull Kimberly's mouth close to mine. Warm, glowing waves of
passion crash over us as we greedily explore each other's mouth, kissing,
and feeling, and experiencing each other completely.

As we hold each other close, my hand instinctively roams downward to caress
Kimberly's bottom. Wet beads of moisture still cling to her body as she
utters a little moan at my adventurous touch. "Should I stop? Should we
wait" I whisper. "Yes, you should, yes we should - but don't," Kimberly
replied. I pulled away just far enough to see deeply into Kimberly's big
brown eyes...

Kimberly's had in mine, I lead her into the living room. Kimber- ly stood
in front of me as I part the towel that had so dutifully served its
purpose. A slight gasp emits from my lips as I gaze upon Kimberly's naked
body. So rich, so full, and warm as a morning sun, Kimberly stands before
me. Cupping her left breast slowly in my right hand, I kiss her once again,
this time with lust and passion. Our tongues meet, intertwine, and then ex-
plore. Experiencing the depths of Kimberly's luscious mouth, my hand begins
to focus on her full, and now erect nipple. So soft and tender her breast,
so hard and firm the nipple that garnishes it. Pulling Kimberly toward the
chair, I lower myself into it. Pulling her close, my mouth neared her
breast as she eased for- ward to meet my longing touch. Slowly and warmly I
allowed my mouth to encircle her nipple, gently licking with my tongue as
my mouth presses firmly against her breast. Gradually I began to suck
gently at her growing nipple as Kimberly ran her fingers through my hair.

Pulling my head tighter against her bosom, Kimberly sighs a long low sigh
of passion. Eager to please, I slowly dragged my tongue across to her other
breast - neither can be neglected. Working around her swollen brown nipple,
I suck eagerly as before. My hands, which have been massaging Kimberly's
ass all the while, now decide to go out exploring. Sliding around to her
front, I slowly drag my fingers through the lush full garden I have found
in the crease between her legs...

"But what about those clothes," Kimberly asks. She reached down and began
clawing at my shirt. I stand and begin working on my jeans. Kicking shoes
and socks and shirt and jeans into the corner, I now stand before Kimberly
naked and erect. "Mmmmm," I hear Kimberly say. Her hands now on my ass, Kim
licks and sucks my nipples, burying her face in to the fine, soft hairs of
my chest. "That feels sooo good," I hear myself say. "But first, it's my
job to please you." So I guided Kimberly down to the sofa and prompted her
to spread her legs apart for me. As I gazed upon her womanhood, I felt my
penis harden even more. Slowly I reached down and spread the lips of her
vulva to visual- ly enjoy each tiny fold, each crease, each wrinkle of
Kimberly's now moist pussy. I moved my mouth close, first for a kiss, a
warm passionate kiss. I felt her hips shift to push herself higher to meet
my eager mouth. The musky fragrance of her juices filled my nostrils and I
could hardly contain the pleasure it gave me. Exploring further, I slowly
began to lick the full length of Kimberly's slit with my extended tongue.

Starting low at the opening of her vagina, I glided my tongue slowly over
the opening, through the crease of her smooth inner lips, and up over her
clitoris. Repeating this several times, I felt Kimberly's hips rising
eagerly to meet my mouth. "OOOooohhh," she moaned. Daringly starting lower
and lower each stroke, gradually linger- ing longer at her clitoris, I
worked back and forth enjoying every movement of Kimberly's pleasure. Then,
pausing at the entrance of her pussy, I inserted my tongue as far as it
would go. In and out, then sucking at the entrance. Warm pussy juice clung
to my tongue and I eagerly sucked in every drop. "God, that feels
wonderful," I hear. Placing my hands under Kimberly's ass, I pulled her
tighter and tighter to my lips. Moving my mouth higher now, I began to suck
gently on Kimberly's full and erect clitoris, gradually sucking harder as
her hips begin a familiar rhythmic motion. Pulling my hand from under her
ass, I began prodding and exploring the opening of Kimberly's pussy with my
fingers. Slowly, I inserted a finger deeply into her vagina and felt her
body shudder with excitement. Probing deeply, in and out, I explore every
bit of Kimberly's inside. I pulled my finger completely out, then plunged
deep again as I sucked rhyth- mically at Kimberly's clit. The sounds
emitting from Kimberly's mouth told me she was enjoying this immensely.

"Turn around, I want to taste you too," I heard her say. I rose and turned,
anxious to get back to my duties. As I lowered myself across Kimberly's
body, I felt her warm mouth surrounding my hard penis. Floods of excitement
flowed through my body at her touch. From this angle, I could suck Kim's
whole pussy, pulling her lips into my mouth along with her clit.

Rhythmically we swayed, in tune with each other's movements, floating on a
cloud of ecstasy. Soon I realized that this could not continue much
longer...