Miss Kim Part 1 : Not a Bad Start

A town he's only ever driven past, a door number on his phone, and a woman he's only met through a screen. She's dressed for comfort, which is also quicker to remove. He's older, she's nervous, and she has a surprise waiting behind her teeth.

PROLOGUE: Smooth

Kim waited patiently, her heart racing a little. She had spent the previous night trying to decide what to wear for him. Something naughty? Nothing but a smile? In the end she had gone for comfort. After all, they both knew what they were meeting for, and comfort was also much quicker to remove.

There was one thing he didn't know. In four weeks of messages she had never mentioned the tongue stud, and she had kept it out of every photo she'd sent.

Dominic found himself in an unfamiliar street in a town he had only ever driven past on the bypass. His phone had easily found the street, and now he easily found the door number he was looking for. He felt a mix of excitement and trepidation. The photos of Kim that he'd seen were incredibly sexy. He walked up to the front door and pressed the doorbell. After a brief pause it opened (he was expected), and a face that was familiar, yet one he had never met in person, appeared and invited him in. She looked excited too, pushing her glasses up her nose, for what they both had in mind was naughty. Very, very naughty. He stepped inside, and she closed the door behind him.

He was older than she was, but the messages they had exchanged suggested... possibilities. She stepped forward, reached up to pull him down to her and kissed him, keeping it deliberately soft, her tongue barely touching his, saving her surprise. He tasted of mint and nerves, and she felt his shoulders drop. Wait until he feels it on his cock, she thought.

"Nervous?" Dominic asked. She nodded silently. Sweet little innocent Miss Kim, he thought. In one smooth movement he pulled his polo shirt up and over his head.

"That was smooth," she observed.

"I practise," he smiled, and she giggled a little while gazing at his shoulders and chest. He unbuckled his belt, unbuttoned his jeans and, hooking his thumbs inside his boxers, pushed everything down his thighs.

Kim watched his boxers descend, slowly revealing his cock hanging between his thighs. He stepped out of his clothes, managing to push his socks off too, and stood before her completely naked.

"Also smooth," she smiled.

"Also practised," he grinned.

He stepped forward and pulled her loose T-shirt up and off over her head to reveal a plain bra supporting ample breasts, her long blonde hair falling around her shoulders. He slid his hands inside the waistband of her joggers and pushed them over her big hips and arse, letting them fall to the floor. Plain, but matching, panties. He pulled her to him and kissed her again, gently, and felt her hold back, almost teasingly. His cock was already starting to stir, brushing between her ample thighs.

Chapter 1: Tender

Kim led him upstairs to the bedroom and straight to the bed. He sat on the end and pulled her to him, and she straddled him, the tops of her thick thighs rubbing against his more muscular ones. He began to kiss a delicious path along her neck and shoulders, pushing the bra straps off as he reached them. Her heavy breasts sagged until their weight hung on the clasp. He reached around and released it, and the bra fell away, letting her tits hang free.

Dominic pulled the bra out from between them and gazed at her large, heavy breasts. They looked sensitive and in need of some tender care. He cupped a full, round breast in each hand and gently caressed them. She sighed softly and smiled, so he moved his lips down and started kissing them, again with such tenderness that she now moaned a little with pleasure. Her nipples had uncurled and were erect, seeking attention. He obliged, first with little kisses around each areola in turn, then with slow, gentle flicks of his tongue, drawing another soft moan from her. Finally he took each nipple between his lips in turn, drawing it into his mouth for a long, lingering suck.

The pleasure Kim felt in her breasts was immense and she didn't want him to stop, but her pussy was craving attention of its own. She reached down and wrapped her fingers around his cock, seven inches long, shaved and now ramrod hard. She worked her hand slowly up and down, pushing the foreskin back so the head was clear. He took his mouth from her nipple, pausing to savour her attention.

"God, that's lovely," he whispered.

"How would you like me to suck it for you?" she whispered seductively.

Chapter 2: Stud

Dominic fell back to lie flat on the bed. Kim began with gentle kisses along his length, switching occasionally to long licks from the base of the shaft to the tip. He felt her fingertips stroking his balls while her other hand slowly pulled the skin up and down. Her breasts and nipples brushed his thighs. Heaven... There was something different about her smile, though. He couldn't place it.

She rewarded him by taking the tip of his cock between her lips, then slowly sliding them tightly over the head, sucking him into her mouth. The moment she had been waiting for. She worked her tongue around the head and dragged the stud slowly along the underside.

He gasped. Something small, smooth and hard had just glided across the most sensitive part of him.

"Jesus Christ. What was that?"

She lifted her head, poked out her tongue, and there it was, a little silver ball glinting in the lamplight.

"Surprise," she said, with huge, innocent eyes.

"You kept that quiet."

"I thought you might like something to remember me by." And she took him back in.

He watched her head bob slowly up and down, taking him further into her mouth, and every pass of that stud sent a jolt through his whole body. I'd better bring my A game when I lick her pussy, he thought, but for now he revelled in what she was doing to him.

Kim sucked harder, moving his cock in and out of her mouth while pulling his foreskin at the sides. She kept a steady rhythm, her fingers pulling at his shaft and her mouth sucking in sync.

"Oh God, I need you to stop before I come too soon," he pleaded. She thought about it for a moment. Hmm, well, I know something else that's crying out for his attention to detail.

She released him with a wet pop, ran the stud slowly across her lower lip and wiggled her ample breasts at him, nipples still erect.

"Ooh, sounds like I deserve to be punished," she said, trying to sound innocent.

"You are a very naughty girl," he said in mock admonishment.

I'm going to give that pussy the licking of its fucking life, you little tramp, he thought.

Chapter 3 : Turn

"OK, now it's your turn," Dominic said, motioning for her to swap places. Kim moved up the bed, and he hooked his thumbs under the sides of her panties. She lifted her hips as he slid them down her thick legs. He stood back and took in her naked body.

"You have a fabulous body. I want to worship every single fantastic curve."

"Hands above your head," he added. "Stay there."

The words came out harder than he seemed to intend. She went very still, then obeyed, a flush spreading across her chest. Oh, she thought. Oh, I like that. She filed it away, along with something else. Dominic. "Dom." Well, well.

He slowly ran his fingertips from her ankles, up her calves, past her knees, then along the inside of her soft thighs. He teased her with light touches, barely brushing her hairless skin and lips. She sighed, so he replaced his fingertips with his tongue. She was already wet, and he could taste her. He broadened his tongue and started long licks from the base of her lips, pushing between them as he moved up, before rolling her clit under his tongue. Two fingers slid inside her, curling to find her g-spot, and he pressed on it from within while his tongue kept working. She began to writhe and moan, rolling her pelvis on his fingers.

Oh fucking hell, his tongue feels good. Kim tried to remember the last time anyone had devoted this much time and effort to making her feel good. Her hands broke free of their instruction and flew into his hair, and he didn't object.

"Don't stop, don't you dare fucking stop!" she whispered. He didn't. He quickened, and the ripples of pleasure through her body became the convulsions of her first orgasm.

Chapter 4: Move

Dominic looked up at her, his face wet, covered in her sticky juices.

"Nice?" he asked, faux innocently.

"Fabulous. Utterly fabulous," she replied. She sat up and ran her fingertips across his length, which had eased down a little but was still hard. "I need to fuck that cock of yours."

"Then it's your move."

Kim leaned over, took him in her mouth until he was rock hard again, and straddled him. She guided him inside her and sank down slowly, feeling herself stretch around him, and he groaned. She rode him slowly at first, then faster, and his hands came up to cup her breasts, and she felt the orgasm rising inside her. She came again, writhing on him, lost in her own ecstasy.

After catching her breath, she could feel him inside her, still hard.

"Did you come?" she asked, almost certain she knew the answer.

"Not yet," he said. He seemed smug, almost as if he enjoyed making her come more than he enjoyed coming himself. Not a bad flaw for a man to have, she decided, but she was determined to drain him before she left.

He rolled her onto her back, somehow staying inside her, and pinned her wrists above her head, and for a second there was that look again. Then he kissed her, slowly and sensually, and began to move, building to strong, powerful thrusts. She wrapped her legs around his hips and pulled him deeper, her heels in the small of his back, urging him on. She felt it building again, and she wanted him to come with her. Just as his thrusts became urgent, she tipped over, clenching around him. One final desperate thrust, and she heard him say, "I'm coming," and felt the last of his cum spray deep inside her.

EPILOGUE : Stamina

Kim didn't remember much else, but she came to feeling his arms draped across her. She looked at him and saw a big, stupid smile on his face. Dominic kissed her tenderly on the forehead.

"Same again some time?" he said lightly.

"I'll check my diary."

"I'm away next week, actually. Birmingham, for work. Stuck in the Station Hotel, dreadful bar." He shrugged. "Otherwise I'm all yours."

"I'll bear it in mind," she said, and laughed, because it was two hours up the motorway, and she'd never. There was something in the half-smile he gave her, but she was too sleepy and too pleased with herself to look at it properly.

Not a bad start, she thought. She reckoned that with a bit of practice to build up his stamina, he could become quite a good sex toy. And something told her that finding out how far she could push him was going to be a lot of fun.