Kim Comes Calling

Charlene’s pubic hair was so voluminous Joanna could scarcely believe her eyes, even though she already knew there was a lot of it. She had to search with her tongue for the woman’s cunt lips. When she found them, it turned out to be the strongest tasting of the six women Joanna patiently kissed and licked.

Each vagina was different. Some seemed to have almost no inner lips, and others had very prominent inner lips, swollen and floppy, hanging down between the outer lips. Two were clean shaven. All were very wet, and became much wetter as they were kissed and licked and sucked on. She had no trouble finding each clitoris, although some were almost recessed and others stood out like little cocks. She swallowed the hot cream that flowed from each cunt, as Kim had instructed.

All the while, Kim was behind her, watching closely and whispering to her. She continued to play with Joanna's breasts and nipples. Several times she snaked her hand back down into Joanna’s panties and briefly felt her wetness. Joanna squirmed when she felt Kim's fingers between her legs. Part of her was ashamed that she allowed herself to be touched in that way, but part of her wanted Kim’s fingers to linger just a few more seconds, so she could come. But the fingers just felt over her wet lips, touched her clitoris for a moment, and then vanished. Joanna had never endured so much stimulation without releasing before, and her frustration mounted minute by minute.

When Joanna had sucked and swallowed from all six vaginas, Kim told her to lay back down. Kim was no longer behind her, and she laid down on the large pillow and closed her eyes. When she opened them a few minutes later, the lights had been dimmed and several candles burned in the room. She could smell incense burning.

"And now for the moment I’ve been waiting for," Kim said to everyone. "Joanna has never been properly licked by a woman before, and it’s time we took care of that."

Joanna felt herself rising into the air, and looked about her to see that four of the women were lifting the pillow on which she reclined. One was on each corner, and the other two women were lifting her legs. She felt her panties being pulled down and off. She was then carried, as if floating through the air, toward Kim, who waited across the room, sitting on the kitchen chair. As she was moved closer to Kim, her legs were pulled wide apart and she came to rest with her open crotch just inches from Kim’s mouth.

"Poor Joanna," Kim said. "You’re very horny, I know. I’m sure you want me to kiss and lick your cunt, don’t you?"

Joanna had to admit she was about ready to explode from all the sexual teasing she had endured.

"Well, don’t you? Tell me that you want me to lick your cunt, Joanna."

Finally, Joanna gave in.

"Yes, I want it. Please lick my cunt, Kim. Please lick me."

Kim said nothing further, but nodded to the women, who carried Joanna the short distance forward that brought her cunt to Kim's waiting lips and flicking tongue.

Joanna was overwhelmed at once by the intensity of pleasure she suddenly felt as Kim went to work on her wet and swollen cunt. All six women were watching but she paid them no mind. She moaned and her head flung itself from side to side with abandon. She was in another world and no longer even able to think. She gave in to the sensations of having her legs held firmly apart while a wet tongue and lips worked her clitoris to one orgasm after another. She later realized she had only been licked for about five minutes, but it had been by far the greatest pleasure someone’s mouth had ever given her. When she was lowered to the floor, she was exhausted.

When she opened her eyes again, she was aware that some time had passed, but she didn’t know how much. Kim was beside her, stroking her cheek. Kim had apparently undressed, as she now wore only a bathrobe, and when Joanna looked around she realized that the six other women were all dressed, and appeared to be getting ready to leave.

"The girls are leaving now," Kim whispered, "and I want you to give them each a goodbye kiss, okay?"

Joanna nodded.

"You’ve already kissed their mouths, and their tits, and their cunts, haven’t you?"

Joanna nodded.

"So all that’s left is a nice starfish kiss for each girl, okay?"

Joanna nodded again, dumbly, not even sure what Kim was talking about.

"Up on your knees, then," Kim said, helping Joanna to her knees.

Michelle then walked up to Joanna and then turned around. She hiked her dress up to her waste, pulled her panties a little more than half way down her buttocks, and then leaned forward and rested her hands on her knees. Joanna looked at the buttocks now presented to her, and she knew what she was expected to do. She tried not to think about it. She reached up and spread the butt cheeks apart with her fingers, moved her face closer, and planted a kiss on the woman’s brown puckered hole. When Michelle didn’t move and Kim didn’t say anything, Joanna decided she must not have done it right, and she kissed it again, longer this time. Finally she gave it a long, hot kiss, with her lips wrapped around it and her tongue probing it wetly. Then Michelle stepped away and Karen took her place and went through the same motions.

Joanna felt degraded at performing this act, but she did it without protesting. After what she had already done, it didn’t seem like an important thing. She was grateful that each anus was clean. The assholes were as different as the cunts, she noted. Some were surrounded by a circular patch of darker skin, others were just pink tiny buds. On two of them, the circular ring of the anal sphincter muscles stood out clearly. One, of course, had hair all around it. But even when she worked her tongue inside each one, there was no unpleasant taste.

When she had tongue-kissed each of the six women in this way, they all told Joanna they were glad to have met her, and that they were sure they’d be seeing her again some time. They also thanked Kim for having them over. Before they left, they each performed what looked to Joanna to be a ritual act.

Kim stood by the door, her legs opened about shoulder width apart, her hands on her hips. Each of the women walked to Kim and then got down on her knees. Each woman reached up and parted the woman’s bathrobe, and then leaned forward and planted a kiss on Kim’s naked cunt. Then they rose and bowed to her, and left without another word.

When the last of them was out the door, Kim took Joanna by the hand and led her into the bedroom. She had her lay down on the bed, slipped out of her robe, and crawled into bed with her. Joanna felt Kim’s smaller body on top of hers, pushing her legs in between Joanna’s. She relaxed and allowed her legs to be spread apart as Kim settled between them. Kim was slow and gentle, hugging Joanna and kissing her face and mouth as she slowly ground her cunt against Joanna’s cunt.

This motion was highly erotic and very pleasurable. Joanna couldn’t fight the sensations for long, because Kim was doing it so slowly and softly. She found herself pushing back, rubbing her wet lips against the other woman. Her eyes were closed, but she heard Kim moan and felt her gently biting her shoulder as she came, and she felt Kim’s hot juices squirting against her cunt. She came, too, before Kim stopped.

Joanna had to admit, lying there in Kim’s arms, that women made love in a completely different way from men. Men were usually preoccupied with their own pleasure. They were driven toward their own orgasm, and that blinded them to the rest of it. To the calmness, the gentleness, and to the right timing and the unhurried pacing that the act should have. Not that she preferred what Kim had just done to what a man could do. Not at all. She could have both clitoral and g-spot orgasms, and a hard cock pounding into her g-spot took her to a more blissful place than her clitoris ever could.

Kim was lying next to her, kissing her face again, and whispering into her ear.

"I want to make love to you now, Joanna" she said.

"Didn’t we just…?"

"No, that was foreplay, honey. I want to make love now. I want to fuck. Will you let me fuck you?"

"Yes, Kim."

"Tell me that you want me to."

"Yes, Kim…yes. I want you to fuck me."

"I bet you like a big cock, don’t you Joanna?"

"Sure."

"I have a real big cock, baby, but I’ll work it in slow, don’t worry about that. It’s a big, fat cock, is that okay?"

"Yes, Kim."

Joanna felt Kim moving around under the covers for a few seconds and then felt her roll on top of her again.

"Open your legs real wide now, baby," Kim whispered. "Spread your legs for me."

Joanna opened her legs and held them wide apart. She soon felt something firm rubbing over her cunt lips. Kim gyrated slowly on top of her, starting to work the head of the huge strap-on dildo she wore into Joanna. When the bulbous head of the cock-shaped device pushed tightly against her opening, Joanna moaned.

"Oh, my God, Kim, your cock is too big. It’s too big."

"You can take it, baby, I know you can. Just relax. I won’t hurt you."

Kim didn’t force the big dildo into the other woman. At first she pushed the tip of it in, and let it rest for a while. Then she gently but firmly began to work it back and forth, pushing it hard enough to stretch the opening just a little.

Kim loved this moment, with each new conquest. She thought of herself as standing at the doorway to Joanna’s body and to her soul. And Joanna was letting her in. Knock, knock, knocking on heaven’s door, that’s what she was doing, and she was sure the Dylan song had been written about this experience. A woman opening herself and letting you in. Yes!

Joanna’s cunt responded to the probing by slowly relaxing and oozing lubricating fluid. Soon Kim was able to push the entire cock head into her. Joanna gasped, but did not fight it. When the head could be pushed in and pulled back out without much effort, Kim pushed it a couple of inches deeper. She proceeded slowly.

The dildo she had strapped on was as big around as a beer can, and as long as two beer cans stacked on top of each other. She knew if she had showed it to Joanna before using it, Joanna would have run from it and refused it. But she knew that if she played it right, Joanna was going to love it. And she knew how to play it right.

Kim watched Joanna’s face intently when the big cock was half way in. She knew the woman’s g-spot would be encountered only a fraction of the total distance the cock could penetrate, and she wanted to discover its exact location. Joanna’s face and breath gave away the secret—the g-spot was about four inches in, a little deeper than her own. With that knowledge tucked away, Kim proceeded with a vigorous deep fucking.

She grabbed Joanna’s wrists in her hands, pulled them out to the sides, and pinned them down to the bed, to heighten the woman’s feeling of being taken, of submitting. She pushed the cock to its full depth, pulled it back about six inches and then slammed it forward until their cunts collided. The big dildo was no longer tight and slid easily back and forth into the other woman’s channel.

Joanna's hands, unable to grasp anything with her wrists pinned down, clawed at the air and her head thrashed from side to side. She had never been fucked so hard in her life, and it was overwhelming. Her head swam. She loved it.

"Goddamn you, Kim…goddamn you," she whimpered. Kim knew exactly what she was feeling. No man she was likely to encounter would have a cock this size, and the average woman went her whole lifetime without knowing what it was like to be fucked hard by a huge cock. But she also knew that the best was yet to come.

After a long while of this deep pounding, both women were tiring and Kim eased up her motions. She let the cock rest inside Joanna for a few minutes to let them both catch their breaths.

She kissed Joanna and said "I want you to come for me now. I want you to come on my big cock. Will you do that for me?"

She didn’t wait for a response. She eased the dildo back until it was nearly out of the other woman. Then she lowered her hips and slowly began pushing it back in. In this position, with her hips lowered, the cock was angled upward. As it entered, it pushed against the roof of the other woman’s vault, as though pushing against her pubic hair from the inside. Kim smiled in anticipation. Centered along the roof of the vault, four inches in, the g-spot was waiting.

It didn’t take very long to bring Joanna to the most intense orgasms she had ever known. Kim slid the big head of the cock until it pushed hard into the other woman’s g-spot, pulled back, and pushed it in again, hitting the g-spot directly with each stroke. Joanna thought she must be losing her mind, just as she was losing control of her body. She turned and twisted under Kim, unable to close her legs with Kim between them, unable to move her arms as Kim had pinned her wrists again. She cried out and her vagina spasmed as she came. Hot fluid gushed from her cunt. But Kim wouldn’t let her stop with only one orgasm, and kept up the assault on her g-spot until she had come at least five times and Kim knew Joanna would begin to hyperventilate if she didn’t stop.

Kim was amazed at the amount of come that had squirted out of Joanna's cunt. She was a squirter herself, sometimes, but not that much. This was more than a wet spot in her bed—the mattress must be just about soaked through. She reminded herself to put about ten towels under them next time.

Kim rolled off her and lay beside her, hugging her and kissing her forehead as she lay panting. Joanna both loved and hated Kim now. Loved her for the gift she had just given her. Hated her because she knew that no man could ever fuck her that well and that from then on, for the rest of her life, any man’s efforts would be second-rate. She had done just about everything she had earlier decided she would not do, but she hadn’t been forced to do anything. She had taken each little step willingly, but those small steps had taken her a long way. She had now had full blown lesbian sex and she had loved it. What had Kim called it? "Better sex." That’s what it was, too.

She was in a trance-like state, exhausted, with Kim’s arms wrapped lovingly around her.

"Listen to me now, Joanna. You just relax and I’ll explain the meaning of life to you. That’ll save you time later figuring it out. The meaning of life is cunt. A wet cunt is the central fact of existence, the primary truth around which everything else rotates. It is both the center of the universe and the best thing in it.

"Life itself absolutely depends on sex. You know that. And human life absolutely depends on pussy. Some people say a stiff dick is the central element of human sexuality, but that’s rubbish. Vaginas control penises the way a driver controls a bulldozer. An erection is nothing more than an extension of the will of the nearest vagina. Do you understand what I’m saying, Joanna?"

"…I don’t think so."

"The creamy thing between a woman’s legs is the definition of sex for you now. When you think about sex, you think about cunt. When you want sex, you want cunt. Now do you understand?"

"But…but, no. That’s you, Kim, not me. I’m not a lesbian."

"Oh, but you are, Joanna. At least for now. What do you call a girl who has sex with other girls and who never goes near a cock?"

"But that’s not me. I have a boyfriend."

"Not anymore. He just dumped you. In fact, both Jake and the other one you’ve had on the string, the tennis player, just dumped you. Call them when you get home. Neither one of them is going to go near you again, I guarantee it. If I have to have my people follow you twenty-four hours a day to make sure you don’t touch another cock, I’ll do it. You’re only have sex with women for the next year or so. After that, you’re on your own. But don’t worry, you’re going to love it.

"The women you met tonight are going to be your friends and lovers. Each one will be your girlfriend for a couple of months. You’ll move in with them, or they’ll move in with you, however you decided to do it. I expect you to cooperate with whatever they want you to do.

"Michelle, for example, will want to show you off. She’s into exhibitionism, so you’ll have to get used to displaying your naked body to strangers. Bette will probably use you to repay favors she owes to other women. Other than that, the girls are fairly normal. Winona is into whipping, but she likes to be the sub, so you’ll be the one tying her legs apart and whipping her. No one will hurt you, I promise.

"You have a lot of new experiences ahead, Joanna. But you’ll like that, because you’re willing to try new things. Like tonight. When I brought Michelle into the group, she absolutely refused to eat pussy. I had to rope her into a 69 position with another girl and leave her for hours with her face pushed into a stinky cunt before she overcame it. Now she licks it with the best of them. But you went right along from the start, and that’s good. That’s very good. Go to sleep now, honey."

Before she drifted off to sleep, Joanna knew that from now on she was going to do anything Kim told her to do, no matter what beliefs or standards it violated. She was going to be Kim’s slave after all. Her willing slave, though. Her adoring slave. She expected, as Kim has said, that she was going to love it. As to Jake, she decided if she ever saw him again she was going to kick him in the balls. Real hard.