Sharing Sharon - A Kimmy's Adventure

This story is another addition from the "Kimmy's Adventures" series I've previously published and takes place chronologically after the end of "Timmy's Virginity" story. It is a little different in that it's told in a third person style but from Sharon's perspective. In a way this tale is a partner story to Timmy's Adv. Sorority Tutor Story, which was also recently published, because they take place on the same night. The setting is a party in a hotel room the evening after Kimmy wins her first national championship 3,000-meter race.

It is a fictional story from the recesses of my perverted mind. All persons depicted are 18-years of age or older. Any resemblance to real people is coincidental.

Sharing Sharon-A Kimmy's Adventure Story

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It was almost 9:30 p. m. when Sharon Gibbins exited the elevator on the sixth floor of the Hilton in Eugene, Oregon and headed down the hallway towards suite 628. She was exhausted after a long week of working as a track-side reporter at the US Track and Field Championships. She also found her heart was racing and her palms were sweaty. She was anxious to see the 3,000-meter champion, Kimmy Anderson, who'd invited her to the victory celebration, not to mention the other world class athletes who were bound to be at the party,

Kimmy had been one of the many gold medalists Sharon had interviewed that day. Although the reporter was new to the track-beat, she'd already heard rumors that the distance runner was part of a clique of athletes that was known for their lewd parties.

That morning Sharon had been watching a news program while getting ready for her day when she heard the weather forecaster wish Kimmy good luck on her race. It turned out the nerdy looking guy, a Tim Terwilli-something or other, had gone to college with Kimmy. Sharon thought it odd that he called her "Freak" and had implored her to "leave it all on the track" during his brief shout out. The term made her wonder if the rumors of her sexual appetite were true. When the opportunity arose to ask the attractive athlete, the reporter did so, on live TV.

Kimmy vaguely deflected the query in front of the television audience, leaving Sharon unconvinced. Honestly, what did the reporter expect the athlete to say? "My friends call me 'Freak' because I'm a slutty-nymphomaniac?" Off the air the reporter questioned the champion's transparency to which Kimmy replied, "Why don't you stop by suite 628 at the Hilton around 9 p. m. tonight and find out?"

So that's how Sharon came to find herself in front of the hotel room. She heard music, voices, and laughter emanating from the suite.

"It's probably just a bunch of friends celebrating together," Sharon thought to herself. "Maybe a couple or two will hook up in a bedroom at some point during the night, like at the frat parties I used to go to at college. But, I'm sure they're not having a raging orgy."

With that thought, the "stunning" young woman, fluffed her black hair over her shoulders. She then smoothed out her red floral-print spaghetti strap sun dress that exposed the top of her abundant breasts. She took a deep breath and finally rapped loudly three times on the door.

It was less than a minute before she heard some movement then the dead bolt being unfastened. An instant later the door flew open. To Sharon's surprise, there was the reigning 100 and 200-meter national champion, La La Dawson, wearing a semi-shear black lace robe that went to mid thigh, while holding a Champagne flute. A quick glance down and the reporter noticed the track star sporting four-inch black stilettos instead of one-eighth-inch spikes.

"Um, uh, hi Ms. Dawson," Sharon stuttered, "my name is...."

"Oh, I know who you are Sharon," La La replied with a wicked smile. Sharon was almost positive she saw the attractive light skinned black woman lick her lips and look at her hungrily. The sprinter invited the reporter into the suite vestibule then closed and locked the door.

"Kimmy mentioned you might stop by," La La said, looking into the raven haired journalist's eyes. "She said you were curious why we call her Freak."

"Um... tee-hee... well... uh... I... just... heard... tee-hee... ya know... the weather guy... tee-hee... this morning... call her... ummm... tee-hee... and was wondering... tee-hee... umm..." Sharon giggled nervously before her voice trailed off.

"Hmmm... so your journalistic curiosity got the better of ya', huh?" La La smiled, then surprised Sharon with a quick peck on the lips. "Or maybe you're just a slut too?"

Sharon stared at La La, aghast, but had to admit to herself that she didn't mind the kiss. Then the reporter wondered what the champion sprinter meant when she said "or maybe you're a slut too." Was she right about Kimmy after all?

However Sharon wasn't promiscuous. She'd had three monogamous relationships since her junior year of high school. There was the one night when she shared a drunken kiss with her sophomore year college roommate, but that didn't count. She did have to acknowledge that lately she'd been thinking more about the idea of exploring her sexuality.

Seeing that Sharon didn't protest, La La continued. "Sharon if you decide to enter this room there are a couple conditions. First, you will not be made to do anything you don't want to do, but what you see, hear, or do in this room stays in this room! Understood?"

Sharon nodded, she swallowed hard wondering what she was getting herself into.

"Secondly, to ensure the first condition, you need to turn off your cell phone and put it over there," La La directed, pointing at a large wicker basket filled with cell phones sitting on a small table against the entrance way wall. Speechlessly, Sharon pulled her phone slowly from her purse and cautiously placed it on top of the other electronic devices.

"Good, now why don't we go see what Kimmy's up to, or more accurately 'Who's she up to'" La La said with a haughty laugh, then took Sharon's arm and led her down the short hall way.

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As the two women walked down the corridor towards the suite room, the sound of moans and groans grew louder. The first startling image that appeared to Sharon as she entered the main room was a young woman she recognized as Savannah Royce, the long jump silver medalist. The ebony skinned woman was perched in reverse cowgirl on the cock of large white shot putter who was sitting in a leather arm chair. The reporter stared in amazement as she watched the woman slide up and down on the cock of the guy, who's name she couldn't remember. Savannah smiled broadly at Sharon before turning her head to kiss the man who she was fucking.

"Hey Freak," La La yelled across the room. "Look who showed up after all!"

Sharon thought she'd just walked on to a porn set. To her left she saw Kimmy, naked, on her knees with a black cock in her mouth and one in each hand. The distance runner turned her head in the reporter's direction causing the dick to pop free from her mouth.

"Hey Sharon," Kimmy said, a strand of saliva hanging from her chin. "So does this answer your question?" The other athletes laughed loudly.

Sharon was stunned into silence. She couldn't even nod or shake her head. Her knees gave slightly as her pussy moistened and her nipples stiffened.

"Feel free to join in," Kimmy continued. "There's plenty of dick to go around. I'm sure these guys would love a go at you, wouldn't ya' fella's?" The three men, all members of the 4x400-meter team nodded hungrily, eyeing her like she was that day's meal. Sharon noticed the fourth member of the relay team sitting on a couch behind them, stroking his big cock, while staring at her lustfully.

Sharon couldn't help but be attracted to the four teammates. They looked like their bodies were all chiseled from the same slab of black granite. They all had bulging biceps, cut chests, six pack abs and powerful legs. And of course they were all well endowed.

A moment later two female high jumpers exited a bedroom and went giggling into the nearby bathroom. "There's plenty of pussy too, if you're into that," Kimmy smiled, then went back to sucking and stroking the men's large cocks.

"Go ahead sweet heart," La La whispered into Sharon's ear. "You know deep down you want to, otherwise you wouldn't have come here. Let me help you get more comfortable." La La began gently pulling the straps of Sharon's sun dress over her shoulders.

Sharon knew La La was right. Just the sight of the naked bodies and the sounds of sex were turning her on. However, she was afraid to admit it out loud. Further coaxing from the assertive sprinter finally got the reporter to give in.

Sharon shrugged her shoulders and allowed the dress to fall below her large breasts which were held in a pragmatic but sexy skin colored strapless bra. A few seconds later the garment was pulled over her hips and allowed to drop to the floor revealing a tan, lace-string thong and a pillowy bare bottom.

"Wow, you are gorgeous Baby Doll," La La praised the voluptuous woman, clad only in her undergarments. Sharon smiled at the compliment. "Now lets go and help Freaky out, okay?" Sharon nodded timidly. La La gently led Sharon to where Kimmy was on her knees near the track stars and nudged her to her knees.

Kimmy allowed the dicks to slip from her mouth and hands, gently embraced Sharon and tentatively kissed the busty reporter. Sharon flinched momentarily, then allowed the runner's tongue to penetrate her mouth. For several long seconds the two women's tongues probed each other's oral cavities. Sharon couldn't help but detect the masculine taste of penis on Kimmy's tongue. A moment later their mouths separated.

"You ever suck dick before?" Kimmy asked Sharon. The raven haired woman nodded coyly. "Ya' ever suck big, black dick before?" Kimmy continued her query. Sharon's eyes widened and she shook her head effusively, causing the other people in the room to laugh loudly.

"Well, today's your lucky day!" Kimmy said, and guided the head of the penis she'd just been sucking into Sharon's mouth. The reporter froze. As she admitted, she'd given a few blow jobs in her life but never thought she was very good. And she'd never ever swallowed before. The few partners she'd had were more than happy to cum on her big tits, which she was then quick to wipe clean with the nearest tissue or towel.

"Just relax and lick the head of his cock," Kimmy said, sensing Sharon's nervousness. Sharon did as instructed and began swirling her tongue around the mushroom shaped knob, licking pre-cum from the leaking member.

"Ugh... ahhhh... that's nice," Michael Davis, one of the relay runners, moaned appreciatively. The lanky, dark skinned man's sinewy body vibrated with each swipe of the buxom brunette's tongue. Her taste buds detected slimy precum.

"Mikey likes it!" Kimmy giggled. "You're doin' great Sharon!"

Over the course of the next several minutes Kimmy directed Sharon to bob her head slightly while continuing to swirl her tongue around Micheal's shaft. With every swish of her tongue the reporter tasted more of the sprinters salty pre-cum. With each dip of her head, the reporter took more of the cock into her mouth, coating it with spit. She was then tutored how to move, bob, and lick while stroking the dick with her right hand simultaneously. Before she knew it she was proudly ingesting close to half the man's impressive cock.

"Let me get some of that," said Zion Bevin's, another of the relay runners, as he nudged his cock closer to Sharon's mouth. Mike withdrew his dick and the shorter, stockier teammate quickly filled the reporter's oral cavity. Sharon quickly went back to bobbing her head and swirling her tongue to the delight of the powerfully muscular man.

"Don't forget about Mikey," Kimmy said, and with a little prompting, Sharon began stroking Mike with her off hand while continuing to blow Zion.

Seeing that Sharon had things with Zion and Mike "well in hand", Kimmy moved in the direction of the third sprinter named Jayden Richards. The tiny titted blond runner gave the tall sprinter a big smile, then devoured his long cock in one gulp.

"Dammmnnn girrrl... that's fuckin' feeeelsgooood!" Jayden moaned, his head tilted back, eyes closed.

The fourth member of the relay team, Xavier Daws, known as X, got up from the couch. The sprinter was similar in build and complexion to Mike, but wore his hair in dreadlocks. He'd been stroking his thick cock and eyeing Sharon with the idea of sinking it deep in the reporter's pussy and mouth. However, he decided he'd get some from Kimmy while he waited for his turn at the buxom raven haired beauty.

For at least five minutes or so the girls pleasured their respective partners with their hands and mouths driving the four men nearly insane. Saliva gushed out of their mouths, cascaded down their bodies and saturated the carpet they were kneeling on.

Then Kimmy positioned herself on all fours and motioned for Jayden to take her from behind. Sharon glanced over to see what was happening just at Jayden was sinking his cock in Kimmy's cunt. X continued to fuck the blond distance runner's face.

"That looks like a good idea," Mike said, pulled his cock from Sharon's hand, took a couple steps then knelt down behind her. Before the reporter knew what was happening, the sprinter unclasped her bra allowing her massive tits to bounce free. The cool air caused her pancake sized areola to crinkle and made her nipples stiffen. Then almost as stealthily he removed her panties.

Once Sharon was totally naked, it became obvious to Michael and everyone else in the room that the reporter had acquired a pretty nice tan. Michael matter of factly pushed her onto all fours and lined the large head of his dick up with her slit. Steadily he slid his cock inside the reporter's tight tunnel.

"Oh my god... holy fuck... that's big!" Sharon moaned as Mike's cock stretched her pussy wider than it had ever been.

"Thanks sweet heart," Michael replied. "You gots a nice tight pussy!"

Before Sharon could utter another word Zion grabbed her head and began thrusting in and out of her mouth. Her eyes widened in disbelief as she gagged on the sprinters cock banging against the entrance to her throat. She realized she was no longer in control of her situation. She'd never felt so violated.

"Calm down sweetheart," La La said soothingly as she kneeled next to Sharon and stroked her hair. "Let the boys do their magic. I promise you won't regret it."

Sharon did as instructed by the veteran track star and soon embraced her debasement. Over the next several minutes the two men took turns fucking the reporter's pussy and mouth over and over. She could feel her tits swaying like pendulums beneath her to the time of the men's rhythmic thrusts. The sprinters were relentless and she eventually lost track of who was in her pussy and who was in her mouth. At one point they banged her so hard she thought the two dicks would actually collide with each other inside her body.

Prior to that night, Sharon's orgasms were achieved only from clitoral stimulation and she had never climaxed in doggy position. So, when she felt pressure building in her vaginal canal she wasn't sure what to expect.

"Oh... yeah... yeah... oh... fuuuuck!" Sharon gasped in garbled tones around Mike's cock while Zion continued to pummel her pussy. She went silent. The men then felt Sharon's body go rigid before the tension exploded between her legs, spread throughout her body and caused her to tremble uncontrollably for several seconds.

"Ohhhh... Gaaawwwd! that was incredible!" Sharon gasped as her arms gave out and Mike's dick slipped from her mouth. "I've never cum that hard in my life before."

"Told ya' you wouldn't regret it!" La La giggled, then gave Sharon a quick peck on the lips.

At that very moment Sharon heard Kimmy cry out. She looked over in time to see the blond slump to the carpet in post orgasmic bliss, her mouth and pussy empty.

Another minute later, Sharon came to the realization that none of the men had ejaculated yet. She marveled at their endurance. That's when she heard X say, "I want me some of that Sharon chick."

Before Sharon knew what was happening X knelt behind her and sunk his stiff cock into her pussy. Jayden's shiny dick appeared before her face. Unsure what else to do, Sharon opened her mouth and began licking the cock. She had a distinct feeling she was tasting Kimmy's pussy on the man's dick.

On the carpet next to her, Mike had laid down on his back and Kimmy was impaling herself on his shaft at the same time she was trying to suck Zion's cock. A not so easy task the way her head kept bobbing up and down.

A few minutes later Xavier and Jayden switched places and Sharon found herself trying to ingest the thickest of the four dicks. She sensed he was close to cumming and wanted to avoid getting his sperm in her mouth.

"Let me just jerk you off," Sharon begged. "I can't fit that thing in my mouth."

"The hell you can't," Xavier huffed. He'd been waiting all night to stuff her mouth and wasn't taking no for an answer. He grabbed her under the chin and by the top of the head and shoved half his cock into her mouth.

Sharon's jaws ached horribly and she began to panic. La La was there once again to calm the buxom reporter.

"Breath through your nose and relax, okay?," La La urged. "And when you feel the first blast of cum hit the back of your throat start swallowing otherwise you'll choke. And remember spitters are quitters!" La La couldn't help but laugh.

Sharon did as told. About six more thrusts and Xavier let out a guttural growl. Sharon remembered what La La said and swallowed the first shot as soon as she felt it on the back of her throat. Survival instincts took over and she did her best to swallow the next four blasts as well. However, she couldn't help but allow some of the man's semen to pool in her mouth and drip from the corners of her lips.

"Fuuuuck girrrl, that was gooood!" X broadcast as he finally let go of her head and pulled his spent cock from Sharon's mouth. That's when she became aware again that Jayden was still pumping her pussy.

"GONNA CUM!" Jayden bellowed as he thrust forward at the same time he pulled Sharon by the hips into his cock and began cumming inside her.

Sharon felt wave after wave of sperm coat her vaginal canal creating a warm sensation to course through her. It wasn't as intense as her earlier orgasm but was satisfying none the less. Unable to take anymore, her arms and legs gave out and she collapsed to the carpet.

"Finally!" Sharon thought to herself. "I can finally relax!"

No such luck. Before Sharon could react, Kimmy crawled over to where she was laying and spread her legs. The track champion then grabbed the raven haired beauty by her long tresses and thrust her blond haired pussy into the helpless girl's face.

"Eat my cunt, Slut!" Kimmy demanded. Her tone was no longer playful or reassuring.

"Nooo!" Sharon wailed, shaking her head back and forth in an effort to get free of Kimmy's grasp. "I don't do that!" She'd consented to the men earlier and for the most part enjoyed it. But, this was different. She'd never "been" with a woman sexually before.

"Ya' do now, Bitch!" La La chimed in as she removed her robe, revealing her naked body, slid up along side Sharon and applied pressure to the back of her head, holding it in place. "Ya' gonna go and try an embarrass my friend on live television in front of millions of people and think there ain't no consequences?!" she asked rhetorically.

It became obvious to Sharon at that moment that La La's promise that she wouldn't have to do anything she didn't want to was not going to be observed.

"Ya' wanna hear how Kimmy got the nick name Freaky?"

"Ohh... ats... o-kay!" Sharon mumbled while trying to shake her head.

"She got it the day I caught her spying on me while I was getting fucked in the women's locker room after practice. It was her freshman year and I was a senior." La La explained, not caring if Sharon wanted to hear it or not. "The girl was so horny... my man caught her with her fingers still in her snatch.

"She was scared shitless, wondering what my man J. T. and I was gonna do to her!" La La continued. "I made her suck my juices off J. T.'s 12-inch dick. Then I had her eat his cum out of my brown pussy. He fucked the skinny bitch too. By the end of that day she was gobbling up all the sperm she could find, she was so turned on. Ain't that right Freaky?"

"Yup... that's right," Kimmy agreed while grinding her slit on Sharon's tongue. "That was the day I was named 'Freaky Fresh... the cum slut. There was no turning back. And at the end of that season La La and her relay teammates used me like a fuck doll and gang banged me with strap-on's"

Sharon could hardly believe her ears. "What the fuck did I get myself into?" she wondered.

That thought no sooner crossed Sharon's mind when she felt La La let go of her head, and get up from the floor. She walked over to a table, grabbed a strap on and walked back to where Sharon could see her.

"Now you eat my girl's pussy till you make her cum while my ten-inch black strap-on tries your pussy on for size," La La hissed. Sharon's eyes widened in shock as she watched the female sprinter adjust the harness around her ass and waist.

La La moved behind Sharon and knelt on the floor. She then lifted the reporter's hips slightly and lined the tip of the dildo with the entrance to Sharon's hole.

"Ahhungggghhh!" Sharon screamed into Kimmy's pussy as La La thrust the silicone dick harshly and deeply inside her then started banging her cunt in the lazy doggy position.

Kimmy giggled out loud. She remembered when the sprinter had done a similar thing to her years ago in college. Since that day she had watched La La do the same thing to other unsuspecting orgy newbies. It was La La's way of establishing herself as the alpha female.

Sharon's mind was swirling while the distance runner and sprinter continued to violate her. She was thankful her pussy was still sopping from the cum Jayden had deposited in it a few minutes earlier. She could vaguely hear the laughter and cat-calls of the several athletes in the room over her own grunts. She couldn't believe what was happening to her, but at the same time she knew La La was right. Deep down she wanted to be a part of this.

With new found energy Sharon began thrusting her tongue into Kimmy's fuck hole and syphoned the cum into her mouth and swallowed it.

"That's it Slutty Sharon, suck my sloppy pussy clean," Kimmy encouraged the reporter. La La laughed at Kimmy's remarks as she continued to pump Sharon from behind. Sharon began thrusting her ass back in time with the thrusts.

Inspired by Kimmy's words, Sharon doubled her efforts and stabbed her tongue repeatedly inside the distance runner's cunt. She then used the tip to trace circles around the entrance to the hole and felt the distance runner thrust her pelvis forward. The reporter then used the flat side of her oral muscle to lap the blondes clit.

"Ohhh yeaaahhh... that's iiittt!" Kimmy shouted. "I'm gettin' close... Ohhh... fuuuckkk... Keep licking my clit!"

While Sharon continued to devour Kimmy's cunt, the reporter was overcome with her own desire to orgasm. Sharon propped herself up slightly on one elbow and slid her other hand between her own legs in an attempt to play with her clit. However, La La was having none of that.

"Na bitch, you don't get off yet," La La snarled, then grabbed Sharon's arms and pulled them behind her while continuing to fuck her with the strap-on. This caused the reporter's face to be smushed repeatedly into Kimmy's pussy.

Hardly able to breath, Sharon frantically lavished another dozen or so licks at Kimmy's engorged clit when she finally felt the distance runner grab her head, stiffen and let out a blood curdling scream like a banshee.

"Holy fuuuccck that was good," Kimmy bawled as she finally let go of Sharon's head. The reporter slumped forward and gasped for breath while still grinding her pussy on the dildo. However when she felt La La pull the silicone cock out of her cunt, she looked over her shoulder and whined in disappointment.

"Oh don't worry Slutty Sharon," La La said slyly as she stood up, slid out of the strap-on harness and detached the dildo. "We ain't done with you yet."

Before Sharon could register what La La meant, Kimmy helped the sprinter flip her onto her back. La La then straddled the reporters torso and stuck the slimy dildo in the prone woman's face.

"Lick your cunt off the fake cock Slut," La La demanded. "Hey Mike and X grab her legs and spread'em wide. Freaky, get the Hitachi!"

Mike grabbed Sharon's right leg and X held her left one while Kimmy reached under a couch cushion and pulled out a cordless vibrator.

"Wait... What?" Sharon yelled worriedly. "La La... STOP!... I don't want to do this anymore!" Helpless and unable to see, the reporter began to panic. She beat her fists on the carpet and thrashed her legs in an attempt to break free from the clutches of the woman and two men.

"Hey Sharon, calm down and look at me," La La demanded and bent so the she was looking the big titted woman in the eyes. Sharon stopped flailing but looked distressfully at her tormentor. "Trust me! We're not gonna' hurt ya'! Now, stick out your tongue and lick this cock clean thenlet me ride your pretty face while Kimmy gives you a little surprise."

And just like that La La began thrusting the dildo in and out of Sharon's mouth. The reporter was struggling not to gag on the rubbery taste of the silicone cock at that same moment Kimmy turned the vibrator on and put it directly on the helpless woman's puffy pussy.

"Awwww.... Gaaawwwd!" Sharon shrieked around the dildo as her ass bounced off the carpet and her limbs thrashed spastically like a thousand-volts of electricity was coursing through her body. Mike and X tightened their grip on the young woman's limbs and smiled lecherously as her big tits bounced wildly on her chest.

Once Sharon's body seemed to get used to the sensations coursing through her body, Kimmy adjusted the position of the massager slightly and rubbed it against Sharon's clit.

"Fuuuuuuuuuccckkkk!" Sharon screamed despite having the dildo stuffing her mouth. The tiny nerve bundle between her legs exploded causing her ass to give one last violent thrash and set off a mind altering orgasm. Mercifully, Kimmy removed the vibrator from Sharon's pussy allowing Sharon to crumple to the ground.

However, La La wasn't done. She pulled the fake dick from Sharon's mouth and squatted over the poor woman's face. La La then jammed the dildo into her own horny pussy and began thrusting it forcefully.

""Open your eyes and mouth Slut!" La La cursed as she masturbated with he fake dick. The reporter did as she was told just in time to see La La pull the dildo from her twat and stuff two fingers into her own slit and rub them frenetically in her hole. Sharon sensed what was going to happen and instinctively closed her eyes and mouth. However, she was quickly scolded by Kimmy.

"Open your hole and drink her squirt bitch!" Kimmy yelled while grabbing her right nipple and twisting it sadistically.

"Ahhh... owwww"! Sharon screamed and her eyes flew open just as La La pulled her fingers from her own snatch, tensed and squirted three large blasts of pussy nectar.

La La groaned as the liquid jetted from her cunt, splashed Sharon's face and soaked the reporter's hair, in a sense baptizing her into the depraved group. Much of La La's juices also entered Sharon's mouth and pooled in the back of her throat. Not wanting to drown, she swallowed readily and was surprised that she did not detest the taste of La La's essence.

Finally drained of her juices, La La collapsed on the rug beside the busty reporter.

"Welcome to the club Slut!" La La and Kimmy chimed in chorus a few seconds later, laughing like hyenas. The two track stars then licked Sharon's squirt coated face. Michael, X and the rest of the group gave a raucous round of welcoming applause.

"Mmmm, you taste sweet La La," Kimmy said licking her lips and looking towards her mentor.

"It's all the Champagne I drank," La La laughed.

"That's why it didn't taste as bad as I thought it was gonna!" Sharon blurted innocently.

The room full of athletes burst into hysterics

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The evening was far from over. Sharon finally had time to rest and recuperate from the evening's earlier debauchery. A while later she found herself sitting on the couch drinking some wine and talking casually to Xavier. While the reporter and sprinter got better acquainted, across the room the shot putter was taking turns fucking the two high jumpers who were engaged in a sixty-nine.

Before long X had Sharon in the missionary position on the couch and was showing he had a gentler side. The reporter enjoyed the way X soothingly sucked her nipples while tenderly sliding his thick cock in and out of her pussy.

Sharon's sexual revery was disturbed when she heard Kimmy cry, "Ohhh my god... that's it... fuck my ass and pussy... ahhhungggh!"

Sharon and X craned their necks in order to see Kimmy being double penetrated; with Jayden in her pussy and Zion in her ass. Sharon marveled at the sight of the contrast of the wanton-blond-white woman being sandwiched by the two muscular black men. She continued to wail nonsensically while the athletes ravaged her holes.

"Michael shut that bitch up before someone calls the front desk and we get kicked out of this joint," La La yelled. She was sitting on a lounge chair with the long jumper Savannah in her arms.

Michael smiled and knew exactly what to do. He walked over to the desirable distance runner and grabbed her by the hair.

"Open wide Freaky!" Michael said and pushed his cock deep into Kimmy's mouth, rendering her "airtight" and muting the woman's sounds of sexual pleasure.

Sharon and A. J. went back to fucking and found that it wasn't long before they were climaxing in each other's embrace.

While they recovered from their sexual encounter, Sharon and A. J. looked on in awe as Kimmy continued her three man gang bang. The men each took a turn in her holes before they all pulled out, surrounded the freakish blond, and coated her face and body with jet after jet of their jizz.

"Hey Slutty Sharon," La La called across the suite room. "Go help Freaky clean up all that cum. And I don't mean with a towel."

Sharon shook her head incredulously but smiled nonetheless as she got off the couch and crawled across the floor to where Kimmy was sitting in a puddle of semen. Sharon used her fingers to scoop up some jizz and deposit it into the runner's mouth. She then sucked cum from the blond's athletic body and regurgitated it into Kimmy's mouth.

Finally exhausted, the reporter and runner reclined on the carpet, running their fingers over each other's sticky bodies.

"So do you have any other questions you want ask me?" Kimmy inquired of the reporter.

"Uh well, now that you mention it," Sharon began, "am I to assume you fucked that nerdy weather guy... Timmy what's his name... that you went to college with?"

"Timmothy Terwiliger is his name, and I sure did," Kimmy replied frankly. "And I'm proud to say I was his first."

"What... did ya' lose a bet or was it a mercy fuck or something? Sharon laughed. Kimmy gave a withering glare causing the sarcastic reporter to immediately regret her words.

"I prefer to think of it as a 'confidence building' fuck!" Kimmy smiled changing her mood. "And I'll tell ya what, he was a good lay too!"

"I'm... uhhh... sorry Kimmy, I... uhh... didn't mean it I just uhh..." Sharon said, her voice trailing off as she tried to apologize.

"Listen, you have to understand there is more to a person than their looks. When I first met Timmy he was scared of his own shadow. He couldn't look a woman in the eye let alone talk to one. He was picked on by some of the asshole jocks on campus and had hardly any self esteem. The idea that the guy I met five years ago would one day be staring into a camera talking to an audience of millions was about as likely as me one day going to the moon. He just needed someone to treat him with respect.

"I got to know him when he tutored me for a meteorology class I was taking my junior year and he was a really big help." Kimmy continued. " He's one of the kindest, sweetest, smartest, and funniest guys I've ever met. And brave too. He actually spent a summer internship chasing fucking tornadoes. And I'll have you know that before he graduated he hooked up with about six sorority sisters and a hot looking cheerleader. So, yeah, I'm proud to say I took Timmy's virginity and like to think I had a small part in the confident guy that was on the television this morning."

Sharon suddenly felt guilty. How many times had she ignored a guy who she felt was "out of her league"? Or worse yet made fun of him. On more than one occasion in high school she'd been part of that group of girls that teased the "geeks". As corny as it sounds, she resolved at that moment she'd no longer "judge a book by it's cover."

"I've got one last question," Sharon said, looking into Kimmy's eyes. "I'm gonna be in the New York City area in about a month covering a soccer game. You wouldn't happen to have Timmy's phone number would ya'?"

The End

Keep an eye out for Timmy's Adv-Anchor Woman

Also, as of now I have not written a story about Timmy and Sharon hooking up. Let me know if you'd be interested in reading a story like that.