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Geek Goddess, by Trybble

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DISCLAIMER

This piece of fiction is intended as ADULT entertainment. It
contains material of an adult, explicit, SEXUAL nature. If you
are offended by sexually explicit content or language, please DO
NOT read any further.

All characters, place and events in this story are products of my
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Codes: MF, rom, slow, 1st, humor, coll

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Chapter 8: Kim

When I saw Nick move over toward Kevin and Amy, I got this queasy
feeling inside. I knew that there was going to be trouble. I
could feel it in my soul.

When Nick hit Kevin in the stomach, I ran over to try to help
Kevin. By the time I got there, a crowd had gathered around them,
and it was almost impossible to get through.

I pushed my way through the crowd just in time to see Nick punch
Kevin in the face and watch him fall to the floor. I raced over
to Kevin and held him. As I cradled his head in my arms, I could
see a trickle of blood move down from Kevin's cheek, across his
lips and chin, and leave a spot on my new white sweater.

I looked up in time to see Amy take a swing at Nick. She hit him
squarely in his nose, and I would have sworn that I heard
something crack. Before Nick had a chance to take a swing back at
Amy, a pair of bouncers showed up and separated the two. One of
them escorted Nick outside, who was holding his hands over his
nose to protect it from further injury, The other bouncer spoke
to Amy. I couldn't hear what the guy said to Amy, but she seemed
really annoyed.

Amy walked over to me, and between the two of us, we managed to
pick up Kevin, wrap an arm around each of our necks, and carry
him outside. Even though Kevin was still pretty much out of it,
he cooperated by trying to walk. I doubt that Amy and I could
have carried him by ourselves.

Once we got outside, I realized that we had ridden over in
Kevin's car. I thought we would be stuck trying to carry him
home, however Amy went digging around in Kevin's pockets until
she found his keys. Amy unlocked the Honda, and we laid Kevin
carefully in the back seat. I climbed in with him, holding his
head in my lap.

I could smell the beer on Kevin's breath. Maybe getting him drunk
wasn't such a good idea.

Finally, Amy slid behind the wheel. For a split second I thought
she would take her anger out on the other drivers, but much to my
surprise she drove conservatively back to our place, taking
special care not to hit any painful bumps in the road.

While Amy was driving, I rummaged around the back seat of Kevin's
car. I found some old napkins from Burger King and pressed them
against the cut on Kevin's face. "That should stop the bleeding,"
I thought. "Or at least slow it down a bit until we get home."
Kevin stirred and moaned, and then he opened his eyes a little
bit, though I don't think he was really aware of what had
happened to him.

Amy parked the car as close to our apartment as she could get
given the time of night. With his cooperation, we finally managed
to get Kevin up the stairs and into our apartment. Amy guided us
to my bedroom, and somehow we managed to get Kevin into my bed.
Amy chuckled and said "I've never had this much trouble getting a
guy into bed before."

I couldn't help but laugh. At the sound of my laugh, Kevin tried
to sit up, but Amy put her hand on his shoulder and pushed him
back onto the bed. He raised his hand to his face where Nick had
hit him, and felt the blood. Apparently Kevin was more than a
little squeamish, as he passed out again almost instantly.

I walked into the bathroom and got a damp washrag and a towel. I
cleaned the blood off of Kevin's face and looked at the cut just
below his eye. It didn't look too bad, though I decided some
antibiotic cream and a Band-Aid would be in order. Plucking the
box of Band-Aids out from underneath the sink and grabbing the
cream from the medicine cabinet, I went back to the bedroom with
everything I needed and played Dr. Kim. After taking a closer
look, I decided that Kevin would probably have a pretty bad black
eye in the morning. I shook my head in disbelief at everything
that had transpired.

"What now?" I asked Amy. Amy didn't answer; she just walked over
to the bed and started untying Kevin's shoes. I joined her,
taking off Kevin's other shoe. Then we sat Kevin up and unbuckled
his pants and unbuttoned his shirt.

As we were taking off his shirt, Kevin's blinked his eyes open
and asked groggily, "Where am I? What happened?"

Amy climbed onto the bed next to Kevin and held him in her arms.
She placed her finger on his lips, and Kevin became quiet.
"You're alright now," Amy explained. "Nick and you had a little
disagreement, but it's over and everything will be alright."

Kevin turned his face toward Amy's, and let out a deep, loud,
beer enhanced burp right in her face. The smell of beer was
almost overpowering. Then he yawned and closed his eyes. Amy
finished taking off his shirt, and then we laid Kevin back gently
down on the bed.

"Give me a hand and hold Kevin up by his waist so I can pull his
pants off," Amy ordered, taking charge of the situation. I
climbed on to the bed and put my hands on Kevin's waist. I tried
to lift him from the side, but I wasn't strong enough. So I
leaned my upper body over Kevin's hips, and was able to lift him
just enough so that Amy was able to slide his pants off.

Unfortunately, Kevin's underwear must have gotten caught in his
pants as they came off at the same time, leaving my face looking
directly at his penis. I felt a surge of panic deep inside, but
only for a moment. I decided I liked the looks of Kevin's private
parts, and tried to memorize every little detail.

I heard a "Humph," from Amy, and sat up feeling guilty at getting
caught. However when I saw the big grin on Amy's face, I knew
that she was playing around with me. I climbed off the bed and
together we pulled the blankets over Kevin. Then we turned out
the light on the way out of the bedroom, and walked into the
kitchen.

Amy reached in the 'fridge and pulled out a couple of Diet Cokes
and handed one to me. "It looks like all of our planning is down
the drain," I said, popping the top of my Diet Coke.

"I'm not so sure," Amy answered with a grin. "The idea was to get
Kevin naked and in your bed, and it looks like we succeeded,"
said Amy as she took a drink of her Diet Coke.

"Yeah, but he was supposed to be awake." I complained, lamenting
the evening that wouldn't be.

"Tomorrow's another day. Who knows what might happen," Amy said
with a wink and a smile.

"I guess you're right. At least Nick didn't really hurt Kevin...
By the way, what are you going to do about Nick?" I asked,
leaning back against the counter.

"Nick's an asshole. It looks like he's already replaced me with
Molly the slut. My guess is if I give it some time, Nick will
forget about me completely." Then Amy yawned. "I guess tonight
really drained me. I'm thinking about getting a little shut eye."

Suddenly, I realized how tired I felt, too. We walked back to
Amy's bedroom. Amy kicked off her shoes, then she slid her
shoulders out of the dress and let it drop to the floor. Finally,
she pulled off the thong she was wearing and tossed it on top of
the dress. Then she crawled into bed.

As soon as Amy began to get undressed so did I. It felt good to
get that tight sweater off of my chest. I shouldn't have worn it,
but I really wanted to look good for Kevin tonight. My shoes,
socks, and jeans followed quickly, as I peeled them off one by
one.

Amy patted the mattress next to her and said, "Come on to bed."
When I didn't move, she said, "Don't worry. He's more drunk than
hurt. He just needs some rest. He'll be fine in the morning."

"I really think I should watch over Kevin just to be sure," I
insisted.

Pouting, Amy said "Fine. Okay. Have fun. Just turn the light out
when you leave."

"Sure. See you in the morning. Good night." I blew Amy a kiss,
and her pout was quickly replaced with a smile.

After turning off the light, I closed the door to Amy's bedroom
and walked into mine. Kevin was still asleep. I slipped out of my
panties and into the bed. Then I curled up beside Kevin and
pulled the blanket over both of us. I wrapped my arms around him
and held on tightly. In a few short minutes, I was asleep.

* * *

I woke up when Kevin rolled over. When I looked out the window,
it was still dark. I didn't think he was awake, so I just lay
there next to him and watched him while he slept. He looked so
peaceful.

I must have fallen asleep again myself, because the next thing I
knew, Kevin was stretching and I could see the sun shining
through the window. His eyes were still shut, and he appeared to
be unaware that I was lying next to him. I decided to play with
him a little.

"Good morning, Kevin," I whispered in his ear. "How are you
feeling?"

All of a sudden, Kevin's eyes popped opened, and he saw me lying
next to him. His eyes darted around the room, finally realizing
that he wasn't home. With a panicked look on his face, he jumped
out of my bed.



"Kim, what you doing here?" Kevin asked nervously.

I tossed the blankets aside and sat up. "Where are your clothes?"
he asked, sounding panicky.

He looked down and realized that he was missing something too.
With an embarrassed look on his face, he tried to cover his penis
with his hands. "Where are my clothes?" he asked, a tone of
terror in his voice.

"I believe the answers are: This is my bedroom; I usually sleep
like this; your clothes are over there." I gestured toward
Kevin's clothes. "Does that cover everything?"

I looked over at Kevin and saw the confusion in his eyes. "Do you
remember anything from last night?" I asked.

"Uh... No... I remember going to the Cellar with you and Amy.
Then I remember someone trying to hurt Amy, and then everything
went black."

"You met Nick last night. Or more exactly, your face met Nick's
hand. Amy and I carried you out to your car, and we drove you
here. We helped you up the steps and put you in the bed. I
decided to watch over you last night just in case something
happened," I added.

"I guess that explains why my head hurts so much this morning."

"That, plus all of that beer you drank last night. Would some
Tylenol help?"

Kevin just nodded.

I crawled out of bed, walked over to the bathroom, and came back
with a couple of white tables and a paper cup with some water.

Kevin took the pills with a sip of water, and then sat down on
the bed.

Sensing his discomfort, I said, "If you want to get dressed, your
clothes are over there." I jerked my head toward the pile of
clothes from last night.

"What about you?" he asked.

"I can get dressed if you like, or I can stay the way I am if you
like," I said with a mischievous twinkle in my eye.

"I think it might be best if both of us got dressed," Kevin said
hoarsely.

"Okay." I frowned and bent over my dresser to pull some underwear
out of the drawer. I heard something that sounded like "Urp" from
the other side of the room. Suddenly, I realized that Kevin just
got a perfect view of my pussy as I bent over. Looking up, I
could see Kevin's reflection in the mirror over my dresser. The
expression on Kevin's face made me grin. I never felt so evil
before in my life.

Still facing away from Kevin, I stepped into my panties and
pulled them up in front of him. I could see in the mirror that he
was trying hard not to watch, but failing miserably.

Then I pulled a t-shirt from another drawer and poked my head
through the neck hole. I turned around to face Kevin so that he
could see my breasts as I pulled the shirt down over my body.
While teasing Kevin like this wasn't fair, it was fun and
exciting. You could clearly see my nipples standing up under the
t-shirt. I rummaged through my closet, looking for a pair of
comfortable jeans, and slid into them.

Kevin never moved the entire time I was getting dressed, that is
if you didn't count the movement of the drool dripping down
Kevin's chin.

"Are you going to get dressed?" I asked. He nodded yes, but
didn't move.

"Would it help if I left?" Again, Kevin nodded yes, so I opened
the door to the bedroom and walked down to the kitchen. There, I
found Amy in her robe fixing a cup of coffee.

"Well..." said Amy, asking me an unspoken question as she
clutched her coffee mug.

"We slept together," I said, while Amy got a big grin on her
face. "But that's all." Amy's grin instantly turned to a look of
disappointment. "We just woke up, and Kevin decided that we
should get dressed."

"Come here and give me a hug," Amy said, putting her mug on the
counter and holding out her arms. I moved into her arms and felt
her warmth. "I'll take care of everything," She soothed. Amy
smiled and gave me a peck on the cheek.

I looked at her curiously. I wanted to talk to Amy some more, but
Kevin walked down the hall - with his clothes on.

Amy walked over to Kevin and hugged him. "Good morning, Kevin.
Are you feeling okay?"

Kevin nodded.

"I'll bet you really enjoyed sleeping with Kim, didn't you?"
Kevin blushed.

"I thought so. I really like sleeping with her too." Amy grinned.


Kevin's eyes widened , and his face turned ghostly white.

"And I want to thank you for coming to my rescue last night, Kev.
I thought you were so cute," Amy said, as Kevin blushed some
more.

"Are you hungry?" Amy asked.

Kevin nodded.

"So am I. Pancakes and bacon okay?" said Amy.

Kevin nodded again.

"Okay. Have a seat at the table and let Kim and I whip up a
little breakfast."

* * *

"Having Sunday morning breakfast with you is getting to be a
habit, Kevin," Amy said.

"A good habit," I added.

"Would you like to help us fix a little problem?" Amy asked,
nonchalantly.

"Sure," Kevin answered, not hesitating for an instant.

"Kim is a virgin," Amy explained, "and we think you're the
perfect person to correct that problem."

It was my turn to turn bright red. And poor Kevin looked like he
was about to make another speedy exit from our apartment.

"Now Kevin, don't run away... I want to talk about this
seriously." Amy looked at Kevin as if she had merely asked him to
fix a flat tire. "I took care of your problem a while ago, so I
think it's only fair that you help Kim now" Amy said.

"I'm not sure I'm the right person. After all, I've only had sex
twice before," Kevin was obviously trying to weasel his way out
of the corner we had put him in.

"Don't worry, I'll be there to help," Amy said, trying to put his
mind at ease. "Now, are you going to help Kim or not?"

"Kim, are you sure that you really want to do this?" Kevin asked
uncertainly, his eyebrows quirking with the question.

Not being sure of my words, I nodded my head yes.

"Amy, is there any way I can get out of this?" asked Kevin.

"No." Amy said decisively.

"Okay, you win," Kevin sighed. "I know when I'm outnumbered."

"Great," Amy said, rubbing her hands together in anticipation of
the task ahead. "Let's get started."

"Now?" Kevin's voice squeaked.

"There's no time like the present," Amy smiled.

Kevin let out a deep sigh. "Okay..."

"Great. Now you and Kim get out of your clothes," Amy directed.
"You both could use a shower."

Innocently, Kevin said, "Okay, Kim. I'll let you go first so you
can have the hot water."

"No Kevin," Amy scolded playfully, shaking her head. "Get with
the program. You and Kim are going to shower--together. A look of
terror flashed across Kevin's face. "Kim," Amy continued, "I want
you to help Kevin get undressed, and then Kevin, you're going to
return the favor."

When Kevin and I hesitated for a moment, Amy shouted, "Now get
your asses moving--NOW!" She clapped her hands, punctuating the
order.

I walked over to Kevin and timidly started unbuttoning his shirt.
Then I helped slide it down his shoulders. "Sit down, Kevin," I
ordered. Then I kneeled in front of him and took off his shoes
and socks. While still kneeling, I reached up to unbuckle his
pants. Kevin stood up, and I unzipped his jeans. Then I grabbed
his pants and briefs, and pulled them both to the floor.

While Kevin stood there completely naked, I couldn't help myself.
I reached over and touched his manhood. Kevin's penis jumped to
attention. I looked at it closely. It looked even more impressive
now than it did last night when we undressed Kevin.

"Kevin," Amy prompted, "it's your turn."

Kevin reached over tentatively, grabbed the bottom of my t-shirt,
and then lifted it. I raised my arms over my head to make it
easier for him to pull the shirt off. When Kevin reached over to
unsnap my jeans, he accidentally brushed against my left breast
with the top of his head. His hair tickled my nipple, and I felt
all tingly inside.

Next, Kevin unzipped my pants and pulled them down, leaving me
standing there in my underwear. When Kevin went to pull off my
briefs, his face was directly in front of me, and I could feel
his breath on my sex.

Amy said, "Enough. Time for the shower." I grabbed Kevin's hand
and together we walked nakedly to the bathroom. Amy followed us.
I turned on the faucet to let the water get hot, and then
adjusted the temperature so that it was comfortably warm. I
pulled the shower curtain closed and turned on the showerhead.

I climbed in first, followed closely by Kevin. It was a tight
fit. Amy peeked around the corner of the shower curtain. "Kevin,
here's a washcloth," Amy said, pointing to the towel bar. "Get
the soap and scrub Kim from top to bottom."

Kevin grabbed the soap and lathered the washcloth. He carefully
cleaned my face and washed my neck. He washed both of my arms,
but skipped over my breasts. Amy warned, "Kevin... don't skip her
breasts."

He moved the washcloth tentatively near my breasts, and lightly
rubbed across the tops of them. My nipples sprang to attention
when the cloth touched them. Kevin moved the washcloth between
the breasts, and started moving it toward my stomach.

"Kim, hold them up while Kevin washes underneath them," Amy
chipped in. Both Kevin and I were embarrassed by the direction,
though we shyly complied.

When Kevin reached my pussy, he dropped the washcloth. Amy
giggled as Kevin reached over to pick it up. He slipped and fell
on his bottom. Fortunately, the only thing hurt was Kevin's
dignity. Kevin decided to remain sitting, and reached up to clean
my pussy.

He carefully massaged the area inside my thighs, and then the
hair above my pussy, saving the best for last. Finally, he
started to clean around my sensitive slit, and it felt soooo
good.

"Don't forget her back," Amy demanded, breaking the silence. I
spun around while Kevin stood up. He ran the washcloth up and
down my back - it felt great. He moved down again to wash my
legs. Finally, he cleaned my feet.

"Okay Kim, it's your turn," Amy directed, making a spin around
gesture with her finger. I started with Kevin's face and worked
my way down his hairy chest. He spun around so I could wash his
back and arms. I tried to skip Kevin's penis by continuing down
his back to his legs, but Amy wouldn't let me. I took the
washcloth and washed all around his penis and balls without
touching them.

"Kim...." I heard Amy say, exasperated.

I sighed and began to clean Kevin's penis. Before I touched his
penis, it was relatively soft, but as soon as the washcloth
touched him, his penis started growing. The more I washed it, the
bigger it got. "Wow!" I thought. I would have kept this up for
hours had Amy not said, "Move on Kim. You're going to run out of
hot water soon."

I finished Kevin's legs, and then we rinsed each other off. Kevin
turned off the water, and we stepped out of the shower. Amy
handed each of us a towel and instructed, "now dry each other
off." I took my towel and dried Kevin rather quickly. Kevin took
his towel, wrapped it around me, and rubbed his hands up and down
the outside of the towel.

Finished with the shower, Amy motioned us into my bedroom.
"Kevin, give Kim a kiss - I know you know how to do that," Amy
grinned. I'm began to think that Amy enjoyed doing this.

Kevin held me in his arms and kissed me. It was even better than
that night at the reflecting pond. The more we kissed, the more
tingly I felt inside. I could see that Kevin was enjoying this as
well, as his penis started getting hard.

Amy reached over to Kevin's hand and placed it on my breast. He
rubbed his hand lightly over my nipple, and I made a low moan in
response.

Next, Amy guided us to the bed and pushed Kevin down on his back.
When I started to climb onto the bed, Amy positioned me beside
him with my head near his penis. I took the hint. I opened my
mouth and for the first time ever, I learned what a man tasted
like. I tried to cram as much of him as I could into my mouth,
but the best I could do was half. I started to bob my head up and
down.

I heard a whisper from beside me. "Remember to use your tongue as
you go up and down," Amy suggested. I swirled my tongue around
his penis. "This is fun," I thought to myself. Then Amy
whispered, "Now lick it up and down like it was a candy cane. Pay
special attention to the tip," she added, "it's very sensitive."
Kevin groaned, and I paused to look into his eyes. They were
gorgeous.

As I continued playing with Kevin's penis, I could hear him
groan. I pulled his manhood deep into my mouth and started
bobbing up and down again. I felt Kevin's hands touch my head, so
increased my pace a little bit. Soon I felt something change in
Kevin's penis and it seemed like Kevin was about to move my head
away, but then I felt Amy guiding hand on my head too.

Then I felt Kevin's explosion. His stuff tasted strange, somewhat
salty. I kept up my bobbing motion and Amy whispered in my ear,
"Don't swallow it. Let him finish and then open your mouth and
show me what you've got."

Finally Kevin finished and I looked up at him again and opened my
mouth. His stuff felt funny in my mouth, but I was starting to
like the taste. I decided to make a show for Kevin, so with my
mouth open, I moved my tongue around inside letting him see me
playing with his stuff.

Amy touched my shoulder and whispered, "Now swallow it" and I
did. Then she touched my shoulder, and motioned to me to lie on
my back. She whispered something to Kevin, which I couldn't hear.
He moved between my legs and moved his tongue up and down my
slit. I felt my juices begin to flow as Kevin stuck his tongue in
between my labia.

I reached down with both hands and pulled Kevin's head tightly
against my pussy. Kevin responded by wrapping his tongue around
my clit. I felt an orgasm build. He alternated between my clit
and sticking his tongue deep into my vagina. Just when I thought
I couldn't stand it any longer, my body gave me the release I
sought. Kevin continued to lick me as I came, and he slurped all
the juices that poured out of my body. Finally, he stopped as I
climbed down from my high.

Kevin shifted himself and was about to enter me when Amy
interrupted him. She handed him a small foil packet. He looked at
it confusingly. Amy took the packet back and tore it in half. Out
popped a round rubber thingy. Amy reached over and placed it on
top of his manhood. Then she put her mouth over his penis and
moved her lips all the way down to the root. When she moved her
head back up I could see the rubber sheath that would protect me
from pregnancy.

She then slid a towel underneath my bottom and nodded at Kevin.
Kevin tried to enter my vagina, but missed. He tried a second
time without success. Finally, Amy reached over and guided him
into my pussy.

Kevin slowly entered me and then paused when he reached my hymen.
Amy whispered something to Kevin. He pulled back, and then rammed
his penis into my pussy. For a moment, I felt a sharp pain, but
then I felt fuller than I had ever felt before in my life.

Kevin slowly started to move in and out of my pussy. Amy
whispered "Faster," and Kevin picked up speed. Pretty soon, Kevin
was pumping in and out so quickly, I couldn't believe it.

Amy bent over me and said, "Try to grab his cock with your cunt
muscles." I tried to grip Kevin's manhood, but it barely slowed
him down, or so I thought. Within a few moments, his penis
started to tremble. Then I felt it shoot his seed into my body.

He continued to pump in and out a few more times, and then he
pulled himself out of my body. My pussy missed his penis. I
reached up and put my arms around his back. I pulled Kevin closer
and kissed him on his lips.

Amy let us lay there for a while and then said, "You better clean
up. I'll go fix lunch."
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