[Kim]

 

 

Laura was sitting in the Dallas airport, numb with emotional pain and longing, feeling empty and dreaming of Jonelle, when an absolutely stunning young woman walked up to her. She was tall and very thin, but shockingly gorgeous, with golden skin like Camille's and bronze hair. Her eyes were green, and full of danger and murky invitations.

"I'm Kim," she said to Laura.

Laura smiled with one corner of her mouth. "Hi, Kim."

"Can I sit down?"

"It's a free country."

She sat beside Laura, crossing her long, thin, spectacular legs. The girl was just about all legs. Too thin for many tastes, but Laura couldn't keep her eyes off them. Kim noticed.

"You like my legs?"

"They're gorgeous."

"Yours are too. Are you Stephanie Seymour?"

"No." Laura smiled more broadly now. "Disappointed?"

Kim shook her head. "You're even more beautiful than she is."

"Thank you. I think you're wrong, but thank you."

"Have you ever gone to bed with another woman?"

God, does it show that much? Laura wondered. But then, as she looked at Kim, she wondered if this was just a ploy, a tactic. What if I say no? she thought. And does she want me to say yes? Is she trying to pick me up? This incredibly gorgeous creature?

"Why do you want to know?" Laura asked softly.

"Because I want to go to bed with you."

"Why?"

Kim's green eyes burned. They excited Laura. "I can make you come better than you ever have," she whispered.

I'll bet you can't, Laura thought.

"I'm waiting for a flight," she said.

"Just go up to the desk and ask them to put you on a later one," Kim said.

Laura just stared at her. She had never run across anyone so bold, not even Barbara.

"What's the matter, don't you find me attractive?" Kim asked.

This, Laura realized, was a very dangerous moment. She realized that the idea of casual, intense, raw sex with this stunning creature was very appealing, and would blot out the pain she felt at leaving Jonelle. But if she admitted that Kim was attractive, it was like saying, Yes, I'm a lesbian, and I think you're very desirable. What was she to do?

"I know you want me," Kim said, under her breath. "Even if you've never done it. I saw how you looked at my legs."

Laura felt like a trapped rabbit. Kim leaned closer. Her warm breath flowed into Laura's ear as she whispered.

"Don't you want to fuck me?"

Laura swallowed. "God . . . yes," she whispered back.

"Good, I'll wait over there while you change your ticket. I've got a car outside."

This was a completely new experience for Laura, and she tried to stop trembling as she walked to the counter. She had let Barbara seduce her, that was true, but no one had ever tried to pick her up so boldly. And certainly not a stunning young black woman whom she, Laura, would die to sleep with under any circumstances. She took several deep breaths and exchanged her ticket.

Then she joined Kim by a small magazine shop. Only now did she realize that Kim was a full head taller than she was. She was also only about nineteen, about eight or nine years younger than Laura.

"Follow me," she said, beckoning Laura.

They drove in Kim's black sports car to an airport hotel. Kim parked in the basement garage and they took the elevator to her room on the fifteenth floor.

"You don't live in Dallas?" Laura asked.

"Minneapolis. I flew down here just to find you."

Kim had an infectious, dangerous grin.

"You just prowl airports looking for . . . people like me?" Laura said, delicately.

"Only when I'm horny," Kim grinned.

She let them into her room, then closed and securely locked the door. Laura gulped softly. Well, we're in for it now, she thought. She realized she was wet. Kim might be bold and bizarre, but the prospect of fucking with her excited Laura wildly.

Kim threw her purse on one of the king-sized beds, then took Laura's and threw it there too. She came close, her green eyes burning. Laura had never fucked a black girl with green eyes, although strictly speaking Kim was not black but golden, like Camille. Her sensual mouth came closer and closer to Laura's.

"You've done this before, haven't you," she whispered. "I knew it."

"How did you know it?" Laura had a real interest in this, since she didn't want it known.

"I can smell a woman who wants to eat my pussy."

Kim's tongue slid across Laura's lower lip. Her fingers toyed with the top button of Laura's blouse, then unfastened it. Before she could go on, Laura's mouth met hers and they kissed in a fiery, searching, passionate collision, sucking and biting each other's lips, consumed by a sexual hunger that was almost frightening. But then what are we doing here, if we don't want this? Laura thought.

They tore at each other's clothes. Kim's mouth was on Laura's neck, and Laura's fingers had Kim's blouse open in seconds, pulling one of her bra straps down her smooth, golden shoulder. She pulled the cup away from a small, perfect breast, cupped it in her hand, and sucked Kim's plump, glossy brown nipple deep into her mouth.

"Unhhhh!" Kim gasped.

They fell onto the closest huge bed, still tearing at each other's clothing. In a few more seconds they were nearly naked, and Kim had her mouth on Laura's breasts too, bringing hot little cries of wild pleasure from Laura's throat. This was so different from the long hours of fucking with Jonelle. She and Kim were voraciously hungry, sucking and kissing and biting one another, whimpering and panting.

The girl had a beautiful body, incredibly long, very lean and burnished like bronze, with perfect high small breasts and a long flawless midriff. Her hair was a bronze cloud of permed wavelets and curls that fell to her shoulders, and Laura buried her face in it as Kim squeezed and sucked her breasts.

"Oh god . . . you're beautiful," she panted, wincing as the girl's mouth tore at her aching nipples, still sore from Jonelle's mouth.

Kim's green eyes were glazed with hot, murky lust as she raised her face to Laura's and they kissed again. "Not as beautiful as you," she said sincerely.

Quickly they shed the rest of their clothes and began to explore each other's body with their mouths and hands, ending up almost naturally in a sixty-nine position, with Laura on the bottom. But this was no slow, tender, simmering sixty-nine, as Laura was accustomed to. Both were so hungry for each other that each one assaulted the other's pussy fiercely, sucking and tonguing and probing it until both were half-mad in the throes of sexual tension.

Their arms looped around each other's thighs, fingers digging into firm asscheeks, they tongue-stabbed each other and tongue- mauled each other's clit until both were quickly overwhelmed by hot, wrenching orgasms. Kim was first to come, her long lean body quivering and stiffening, frantic little squeals coming from deep in her chest as the waves of her climax shook her.

"Unghh!" she cried out. "Oh! Nggnmmiieeee! Ohhngghiieee! Oh god . . . oh shit unngghhiieeee!" she squealed.

Her lovely long body undulated on top of Laura, adding to the sexual stimulation, and Laura exploded right behind her in a fierce, clenching orgasm. She pushed her face into Kim's silky, naked thigh and groaned through a rapturous climax, her body repeatedly wrenched by sharp waves of coming.

"Auunngghh!" she moaned, her pelvis churning, pushing her flooding pussy up into Kim's face. "Oh! Ohnnnggg god ungghhhhh! Ungghhh!" she groaned, overcome by hot quivering spasms.

It was almost a full minute after the spasms receded that they slowly peeled themselves apart. Both were shocked by the quick, hammering power of the climaxes they had shared.

Kim blinked. "I should have been looking for you before," she said. "I don't even know your name."

Laura laughed, uneasily. She realized it was true. "Laura," she said.

She leaned forward and kissed Kim tenderly, the only tenderness they had shared up to now.

"You're pretty good at this," Kim murmured against Laura's lips.

Without speaking, Laura maneuvered their legs so that she could press her pussy forward into Kim's, while they were still sitting upright on the bed. Kim nearly swooned as she felt Laura's wet, naked pussy push against her own. So did Laura, captivated by the thrill of the beautiful girl's enraptured face.

"I knew you wanted to fuck me," Kim sighed, her green eyes glazing as Laura's lips again dropped to her exquisite breasts. "Please fuck me . . . fuck me hard with your pussy," she panted, throwing her head back and pushing her young, hard breasts into Laura's face. "Suck them hard . . . please! Unhhh! Oh yes!"

And Laura did. She knew Kim wanted to be consumed, obliterated by sex. She had to be wild for fucking to pick up a complete stranger in a strange airport. She was sexually adventurous in the extreme, and Laura knew how to handle that, being the same herself.

She had fucked this way with many girls, and there were many ways to do it: gently romantic, gyrating together, letting the storm build, or frantically thrusting, or, as she did now, with one girl dominant, fucking the other one, pushing her onto her back and jamming your groin into hers until she exploded in a horrendous orgasm. Kim was so delicious, and wanted Laura to rape her so badly, that Laura couldn't turn down the offer.

She sucked and squeezed the girl's delicious small breasts until Kim was twisting and moaning, then pushed her down and rose up over her, pushing her own cunt down into Kim's and grinding them together hard. Kim's face was torn with ecstacy as Laura fucked and fucked her, holding one long golden leg and using her fingers to make sure their two wet cunts melded totally, guiding their swollen clits together, and then jamming her crotch into Kim, making the girl whimper almost hysterically as her orgasm drew nearer.

"Unngghhh Jesus . . . Laura, fuck me . . . unghh! Yes! Hard . . . oh hard! Unghhh! Oh shit . . . I'm going to come!" she cried out, almost in a panic, her voice clotted with lust.

When she did come, it was almost a silent orgasm, as the breath was knocked out of her, and she wheezed softly, her face torn in a seizure of ecstacy, her body undulating with one shock after another. The orgasm was sharp and total, and it took a long time. Laura was the first to release, easing back, bringing Kim's legs back to the mattress, finally pulling her own groin away.

Kim's body was slack and limp, her face still reflecting the overpowering shock and stunning force of her climax. Her eyes were red and glazed. She managed a weak grin.

"Where've you been all my life, Laura?" she asked softly.

"Obviously waiting for you to happen by," Laura laughed, nuzzling her long golden neck.

Now it was Kim's turn to return the favor, and for the next twenty minutes Laura felt like she had been swallowed by a burning whirlwind. Coming out of hours of emotional sex with Jonelle, she found herself plunged into a cauldron of physical sensation that scorched her to the core.

Laura had thought Camille was an intense lover, but Kim put her in the shadows. She swarmed over Laura, squeezing Laura's breasts and trying to swallow her nipples, sucking Laura's pussy, fingerfucking Laura's asshole, until Laura was screaming through an excruciating climax. But this was only the warmup.

Kim's tongue followed her finger into Laura's ass, and while tongue-fucking her this way heatedly, she pinched Laura's clit between her thumb and forefinger, summoning a wrenching, horrific orgasm from Laura in under a minute. Laura had never come this way, and she was shocked and thrilled by it. But Kim wasn't finished.

She pinned Laura on her back, rubbing her delicious hard young breasts in Laura's face, kissing her passionately. "I love fucking you, Laura," she panted. "This time we're going to come together. Oh, I love fucking you!"

"Yes . . . yes," Laura panted, still reeling from her previous two climaxes.

"I can find your g-spot," Kim gasped, kissing Laura's breasts again, tormenting her aching nipples, now baring her teeth for the first time.

Laura didn't think she had one. In two years of frantically fucking every beautiful black woman she could lay her hands on, she had never had a climax like the ones she was able to call forth from Yvette, who clearly had one. But she was willing to let Kim try.

And the feel of Kim's sharp teeth tugging her nipples excited her wildly, as it always did with Karen.

"Mmmmm, you like that, don't you," Kim murmured as Laura looked down at her nipple caught between the girl's sparkling white teeth.

"Ohhhnnn god yes!" she breathed.

"Mmmmmm."

Kim cupped Laura's breast in both hands, twisting and squeezing it and sinking her teeth into Laura's nipple at the same time. Laura nearly jumped out of her skin with pain.

"Owwnncchhh!" she cried out, tears squirting from her eyes.

"Oh . . . sorry, did I bite too hard!" Kim asked, looking up coquettishly.

But Laura could hardly reply, since Kim was probing her pussy at the same time with one long finger, looking for the spot, as Laura did when fucking Yvette. The feel of her finger mingled with the pain left by her teeth to excite Laura wildly, and she twisted and panted, nodding.

"A little . . . oh, oh god, yes, oh god do it more yes right there . . . unhhh!"

"Oh honey, I think I found it," Kim whispered. "Hang on."

She bunched Laura's other breast up in her fist and assaulted the bulging nipple with her mouth, sinking her teeth into it just as her fingertip pushed hard against the inner wall of Laura's pussy, and what never had happened to Laura until now finally happened. Her straining, quivering body imploded in a scorching series of contractions as wave after orgasmic wave of bliss poured through her.

The orgasms were not more powerful or shattering than some she had had before, but they were all strung together, and they took control of her body, making her come and come and come until she was just a vibrating wire of coming, unable to cry out, shaking and dying with bliss. In the middle of it she realized that Kim too was coming. She had clamped her thighs around one of Laura's, jamming her pussy into Laura's thigh muscle as Laura did with Brandi, rubbing herself into a sympathetic ecstacy, her moans of release flowing into Laura's ear.

Laura had no idea how long it lasted. They were glued together, gasping and moaning and quivering, then kissing, both overwhelmed by the experience. Finally, Kim rolled off Laura. She held her fingers up to her mouth and elaborately licked them clean.

"I never want to forget you, or the way you taste," she said, staring deep into Laura's eyes.

"You were right," Laura confessed. "Nobody ever made me do that before. I mean, come like that."

"And you thought you'd done it all, didn't you."

Laura nodded. "I even made someone come like that. Many times. But I didn't think I could do it."

"Mmmmm, wait until you feel my butterfly vibrator," Kim grinned.

Laura cocked one eyebrow. At the moment she felt so wrung out that more fucking seemed ridiculous. I need rest, she thought. But Kim was having none of it. She opened her handbag and held up a sex toy unlike anything Laura had ever seen. At the end of a normal vibrator shaft were two projections, opposite one another, that looked like rubberized butterflies with their wings spread.

"Want to feel?" Kim smiled her squinty, infectious grin.

She was so artless and direct and sexually exuberant, not to say infintely kinky, that Laura, already breathless from moments ago, was in awe of her. She watched Kim turn the thing on. Both butterflies vibrated wildly.

Kim cupped one of Laura's naked breasts lovingly in her palm and lowered one of the frantically buzzing butterflies onto Laura's soft nipple.

"Annghhh!"

Laura nearly jumped out of her skin. But Kim, as usual, was persistent. She pulled the butterfly back and began licking Laura's nipple, sucking it gently, then re-applying the butterfly. Within seconds Laura could feel her body pulsing, and fresh warm wetness in her pussy, as if it were melting.

"Ohhhnnnn god," she moaned.

"See? Here, let me do the other one. Laura, your nipples are so beautifully shaped. I love the way they feel in my mouth."

After Kim was finished doing the same thing to Laura's other nipple, Laura was trembling with lust again.

"Here, do me the same way," Kim said, handing the thing to Laura.

"I'd love to."

Kim had small, beautiful breasts, and Laura made love to them aggressively with her hands, mouth, and the vibrator, until Kim too was trembling uncontrollably and moaning. When she got to this state, Laura knew she could become more daring, as Kim had with her, and she began to tease Kim's wet, bursting nipples with her teeth, driving the beautiful girl wild.

"Oh . . . ungghh! Oh yes . . . oh yes Laura yes . . . do it bite me go ahead do it . . . yes . . . anngghhh!" Kim panted, watching Laura's teeth torment her swollen nipples.

Laura did bite her nipples, lovingly, sensually, bringing Kim again to the absolute brink.

"Ohhhnnnn . . . oh god, we've got to use my butterfly!" Kim gasped, almost hysterically, looking around frantically on the sheet for it.

Laura picked it up and handed it to her. Both were so far gone in sexual dementia that they functioned like automatons, hurtling forward toward the inevitable.

"Sit like this," Kim coached.

She positioned them face to face, legs open, with her beautiful long ones on top of Laura's. Kim's hips were narrow enough so that she fit snugly between Laura's open thighs. She lowered the machine between them, lining up the butterflies so that they would press directly against each girl's clit when they moved forward.

"Now move up until you feel it touch you," she whispered.

When they did this, their breasts brushed, then pushed firmly together, and their mouths were only an inch apart. Laura could feel the flat rubbery expanse of the butterfly pressing against her swollen clit.

"Now I'm going to turn it on," Kim said in a clotted, hoarse voice. "God, kiss me, Laura, it's going to be fast."

Their tongues tangled and snaked together. Laura embraced Kim, digging her fingers into the silky, resilient, smooth flesh of her long back, kissing her passionately. She nearly came unglued as Kim switched on the vibrator, and so did Kim.

Both butterflies whirred against their clits, and both began to come almost immediately, fierce, rupturing orgasms that made them gag and groan helplessly, their bodies wracked by sharp, killing convulsions of white-hot ecstacy.

"Ungghhh . . . oh god! Oh Jesus ungghh! Ohngg! Ummggnn! Oh!" Laura gasped, totally destroyed by the shock of the orgasmic spasms that ripped through her body.

Kim was the same, convulsed by sharp spasms, squealing helplessly into Laura's shoulder as the orgasms engulfed her.

"Nngggeeee . . . ohnngghheeee!" she wailed, her body straining and clenching.

Somehow between the two of them, they got the vibrator out of their crotches and flung it on the sheet, where it continued to buzz insanely, while their shuddering bodies melted together in a mutually rapturous embrace, and they lay side by side moaning through the aftershocks.

Both realized, after this, that nothing they could do together would top this.

"I never fucked anybody as good as you," Kim whispered in Laura's ear, acknowledging it.

Hearing this, Laura even felt a little guilty, knowing that she could give Kim an even better experience than she had had so far. She's only had about eight or nine climaxes, she thought. I could make her have five more crushers.

"Are you sure?" she murmured, nuzzling the beautiful girl's neck.

"Mmmm, I'm sure."

"You know, my plane doesn't leave until six a.m. tomorrow. You aren't trying to get rid of me, are you?"

For the first time, Kim looked a little unsure of herself. Laura could see that, bold as she was, she was accustomed to calling a stop to it right here.

"You mean you want to keep going?" she asked, half- incredulous.

Laura pulled Kim down on her back and got on top of her. "I can't get enough of your beautiful body," Laura purred.

"Really? You're not tired?"

Laura nodded. "I am tired. But I want more of you."

"Ohhnnnnn!" Kim sighed as Laura now began to turn on the technique she had developed in almost two years of making love to beautiful girls.

By the time she stopped, an hour later, she had made Kim come ten more times, using only her own mouth and hands. With two fingers in the girl's ass, and one probing her pussy, she too had found Kim's g-spot and ignited a fierce explosion of orgasms. After the fourth one, with Kim a wreck, exhausted from coming, Laura pulled a small bottle of baby oil from her purse and, lubricating her fingers, began to explore Kim's ass, the first time either had touched that region during this entire explosive sexual encounter.

But Kim, even though she was still recovering from the crushing orgy of coming she had just experienced, sat up sharply at the first touch of Laura's fingertip to her anus.

"Oh no you don't!" she cried out, turning, scowling at Laura. "Nobody touches my ass! Nobody!"

Laura smiled. "Okay. If you want to miss out. I can make you die with coming, girl."

Laura grew insinuating and seductive, kissing Kim alluringly, bringing her around, murmuring to her. She told her what a beautiful ass she had, and how she wanted to suck it and lick it and fuck it with her tongue.

"I'll be so gentle," she whispered. "You won't even know it's happening."

"Oh yes I will," Kim said, but she was calmer now.

"Why don't you just let me try. You can always stop me."

"You're so kinky. Even worse than I am."

"Now, is that possible?"

"Yes. You are."

Gently Laura pushed her down onto her stomach. She wiped the oil off her fingers and began at the beginning. I don't know what made me think that she must've done this before, she thought. But she's an anal virgin. I have to take it more slowly.

She began by kissing and caressing Kim's long, golden back, truly a miracle of flesh, so smooth and silky and sinuous that Laura doubted she had ever seen its equal, not even Yvette's, whose back was spectacular. By the time she reached the incurving sacrum, and was kissing the hollow dimples above Kim's ass, Kim was moaning softly.

Now Laura began kissing her buns. Because she was so thin, she really did not have much of an ass, certainly not to compare with Chanitra or Yvette, or Barbara, or Sholandra, all of whom, in Laura's mind, had Hall of Fame bottoms. Even Jonelle's beautiful round little buns had more flesh that Kim's.

But her thin moons were smooth and golden, and between them Laura found her delectable little closed ring. Laura began licking and insinuating her tongue into it, and Kim went crazy, groaning and squirming, but not resisting, as before.

"Oh! Oh . . . god, oh god Laura! Ohnnggg . . . shit that feels so good! Ummnnnggg oh god please!" she moaned, swirling her ass slowly back and up into Laura's invading tongue.

At this point Laura knew she had her. She began massaging Kim's increasingly wet pussy at the same time with her fingers, and to her (and Kim's) great surprise, Kim had an orgasm just from this, Laura's tongue in her asshole and Laura's fingers on her clit. She simply groaned and came without warning.

"Aunngghhh! Unghh . . . oh auungghhh!" she cried out, her body clenching convulsively.

While she was recovering from this one, Laura grabbed the small bottle again and oiled two of her fingers, then slid them into Kim's asshole and began fucking her more heatedly. Kim had given up all resistance and now was completely pliant, undulating her body in rhythm with Laura's thrusting hand and moaning and whimpering excitedly.

"Ohhnnn . . . oh god, Laura . . . you're going to make me come again," she gasped, her contorted face revealing the depths of sexual depravity she had sunk to. "God . . . yes, unhh! Yes . . . oh yes . . . unhh! Unhh! God . . . fuck me, Laura!"

Laura knew the big one was coming now, and she rolled Kim's writhing body over onto her back so that she could lick and suck the girl's pussy at the same time as she fingerfucked her ass. Kim was out of control now, arching her back, her thighs straining and clenching, her moans turning into quick, desperate whimpering.

"Oh! Unh! Oh! Oh! Oh god! Unhhh . . . unnhhh!"

Both of them quickly descended into a mad frenzy of fucking. Laura's fingers plunged into Kim's ass, and she gobbled the girl's long, sinuous, flowing pussy passionately. At the same time, she did as Kim had done and clamped her thighs around one of the girl's long, thin legs, working her own sopping-wet pussy up and down on the hard shin bone.

The bed shook violently as they both pumped and undulated, whinnying hysterically as a storm of coming overwhelmed them. Laura worried that their screams of rapture might be heard outside the room, but she also knew neither of them could restrain themselves. Kim came violently, and Laura, grinding her pussy into Kim's knee, came almost as sharply, groaning and sobbing as the spasms ripped her.

For both girls it was the kind of total, shattering, rupturing orgasm that left each of them stunned and destroyed, barely able to move, throbbing and wincing for long, agonizing moments afterward. Finally, Laura pulled her oiled fingers from Kim's ass, wiped them on a towel, and embraced the nearly-unconscious girl. Kim looked up at her through her glazed green eyes, smiling wryly.

"I guess that's what I get for fucking a stranger," she whispered hoarsely.

"It could've turned out worse," Laura grinned.

"The only thing worse would've been never having met you at all."

"We'll have to stay in touch."

"Ever get to Minneapolis?"

"I never have yet. On the other hand, I never met anyone like you either."

"Me either," Kim blinked. "You, I mean."

"You should be careful who you pick up."

"I sure hit the jackpot with you, didn't I."

"I mean it, Kim. Be careful."

"Why, so we can do it like this again?"

"Yes. This was special."

They exchanged phone numbers. They kissed, but not with sadness. Then Laura took a cab back to the airport.