Kimmie’s Fantasy 1

1

As my 19th birthday was approaching, I started to really hear it from a couple of my friends. “I can’t believe you are almost 19 and you still haven’t done it.” Julie would taunt. “You don’t know what you’re missing, there’s nothing like riding the high hard one to relieve all of this stress during finals.” Someone else would chime in.

I wasn’t completely naive about sex. I had several serious relationships with guys and had done nearly everything except let them fuck me. It’s not like I hadn’t wanted to have sex, it was just that I wanted it to be with the right guy at the right time. Call me a romantic, but the back seat of a car or the couch in my parents basement, with them right upstairs and my brother, lord only knows where, lurking about, never really made me feel comfortable with going all the way. My roommate in college had offered to spend the night somewhere else so that I could do the deed in our room without worry, but I just hadn’t met the guy I wanted to do it with at school. Not that there weren’t plenty of guys willing to take my cherry!

I had even had tried a little girl on girl experimentation with one of my friends when my roommate had needed our room for one of her many sexual encounters. Kori, my roommate, was somewhat less particular with the guys than I was. On a couple of occasions she had even had sex while I was in the room. I would pretend to be asleep and would open my eyes just enough to watch her performing all kinds of acts with her partners. Sometimes she would even leave her desk light on so that I would have a clear view of some of the large cocks that she would take in her mouth and clean shaven pussy. I swear that she was hoping I was watching because there were times when she would make sure that her pussy was aimed in my direction while her lover either licked her in a 69 position or give me a clear view of her guiding her lovers cock into her wet pussy.

The night that I spent at my friend Joanne’s room was a bit of serendipity. She and I had been out to a local club, using our fake ID’s, and letting guys buy us drinks all night long. We had ended up doing a couple of body shots off of each others stomachs, after receiving a dare from a couple of guys. I was shocked at how marvelous it felt having Joanne suck the liquor out my belly button and lick the remaining liquid from my entire stomach and up near my chest. She had “accidentally” placed a hand on my left breast and I instantly felt my nipple harden and the warm tingly sensation between my legs told me that this excited me.

We had rejected all of the guys’ proposals to take us home when we had finally decided to leave the club. We had danced with a few of them and shared a couple of dances together. Somehow our dancing together seemed to be more erotic to me then the dances with the guys. We had been bumping and grinding with each other and the sensation of Joanne’s hot, sweaty, body against mine was very sensual.

When we finally arrived back at Joanne’s dorm room, we were both a bit tipsy. She had a room of her own since her roommate had left school after the first semester. We had laughed and joked all the way home about the horny guys we had left behind. It was then that Joanne revealed to me how she was glad we had left the guys behind, because she was really attracted to me and that she had always found me sexy. I was a bit taken aback by her forward statements, but somehow I found myself leaning toward her and sharing a very intimate kiss. I didn’t try to pull away as she pushed her tongue into my mouth and felt her hand reach under my tank-top to gently caress my breast. I felt myself getting really turned on and spread my legs slightly as Joanne lowered her hand to my thigh and began to slide her hand up under my short skirt and close to my now tingling pussy. Her hand pushed the small, damp, patch of fabric that covered my steamy cunt aside and she gently slid her finger up and down my moist slit. She began to tenderly caress my clit. I was putty in her hands. Our kissing became more passionate, Joanne alternated licking my neck, tugging on my lips and plunging her tongue deep into my mouth. I greedily sucked her tongue into my mouth and squirmed as she continued to caress me. I was getting really hot!

It wasn’t long before Joanne had undressed me and was now removing her own clothes. I couldn’t help but let my finger dip into my own pussy as I admired the fine curves of her body, her small pert breasts, topped with the strawberry pink nipples appropriate for her fair skin. Her pale and freckled skin was a sharp contrast to my dark complexion and raven hair. I lustily admired her clean shaved pussy and wished that I had not left the little 1” landing strip of jet black hair leading to my womanhood. Joanne reached for my hand. She pulled my finger to her mouth and began to suck my juices from my finger. Then she led me to her bed.

She gently pushed me back on the bed and whispered.

“I’ve wanted you for so long, Kimmie. Let me show you how good I can make you feel.”

I was beyond the point of no return. I lay back and began to experience the most beautiful and gentle lovemaking of my life! This was not like the rough groping of the boys I had been with. This was a person who seemed to genuinely care about how good I felt and was set on letting me experiencing my femininity and sexuality.

My body began to quake and tremble as I reached orgasm after orgasm. Joanne’s expert tongue and gentle strokes in and around my pussy pushed me over the edge so many times I had lost count! My first multi-orgasmic experience happened with another woman! Wow, I never would have thought it possible.

When I could take no more, I pushed Joanne’s head from between my legs. She held me close as my body continued to gently convulse. When I was finally able to recuperate I began to explore her body. I rolled over on top of her and gently began to suckle one and then the other of her pink nipples. I experienced the sensation of fondling breasts, other than my own. Her small, pear shaped, breasts were luscious! When Joanne began to push my head downward, I knew what she wanted. I had never seen another girl’s pussy close up, nor had I licked one, but at this point I was more than willing. I wanted to reciprocate! I wanted to see if I could cause Joanne to orgasm the way she had made me! I truly wanted to have her pussy in my mouth while my tongue and fingers dipped inside of her. I gently kissed my way down her stomach, kissing and sucking the puffy, shaved, flesh around her cunt. I got the first whiff of her musky scent and then used my tongue to run completely up and down her soaked slit. I pushed my tongue into her wet hole and then began to suck on her blood engorged clitoris. Her skin was so soft, the gentle folds of her feminine flower, being a wonderful experience. Her nectar was delicious and I soon found myself working my tongue from her tiny puckered pink anus to her delicious pussy and clit. I was lost in devouring her sweet cunt and ass! Her hips began to buck and I felt her pubic bone bruise my lip. This did not deter me; it was my turn to push Joanne over the edge time and time again! My fingers probed her pussy as I continued to lick her sweet clit. I even dared to gently push my little finger gently inside the first inch of her anus, thinking about how I enjoyed this when I masturbated. She also seemed to enjoy this and pushed her bottom down, taking all of my finger inside her tiny butt hole. I wriggled my pinkie about as I felt her ass cheeks clench. I was now working my index finger inside her pussy, tickling her g-spot, as my pinkie slipped easily in and out of her anus.

“Oh God yes!” Joanne moaned as I felt her climax.

The inner canal of her vagina tightened around my finger and the juices flowed from her delectable pussy! I eagerly lapped at her cunt and swallowed all of the delicious cunt juices that I could. Her orgasms continued, she collapsed, pulled away from me, and assumed a fetal position. I cuddled up behind her, pushing my breasts against her back. I reached around and held one of her breasts as her trembling subsided. Her breathing became deep and I knew she had drifted off into blissful sleep. I would soon join her, but not until I had greedily sniffed and licked her juices from all of my fingers. I relished the scent of her anus that covered my little finger. I fell asleep with my new lover in my arms!

2

“Happy 19, baby sis!” My brother John saluted as we downed yet another shot.

“Thanks bro, but this has to be the last one! I don’t think I will be able to walk after this! Besides, my birthday was over 2 weeks ago.” I retorted, after finishing off lord only knows how many in a long line of Stoli lemon drops.

“Well, it isn’t my fault that you couldn’t make it home for your birthday dinner until now. Are you sure you’re ready to leave? I was just getting warmed up!” My brother boasted.

My brother John was only 18 months older than me, not yet 21, but he also had a fake ID. Besides, this club was notorious for serving minors. It had been a nice birthday gift from my brother; he was a construction worker, choosing not to go to college, but to start earning money right out of high school. Apparently, he had already received several promotions and was in charge of his own crew. He had bought a new home and was making great money. He had taken me to one of the nicer restaurants in town and then out for all of these shots! So after a bottle of Dom Paragon with dinner and the lemon drops, I was feeling no pain.

As we walked, arms around shoulders, together to John’s new ¾ ton pick-up, I couldn’t help but feel how muscular he had become from his work. He had always been in good shape and I had admired his muscles as a young girl, but now he was a truly buff guy! I could feel my nipple harden as my breast pressed against the strong muscles of his side. What was going on with me? Sure I knew this was my brother, but I felt myself beginning to tingle again at the sensations his hard body was creating. Just by us walking with our arms around each other. I pushed my tit harder against his side and felt even more moisture building between my legs. “I can’t be having these feelings about my brother”, I told myself.