(F)ucking Ki(m)mee, the cock-starved whore | 2016

I met Kimmee in 2011. I was dating someone else at the time, and my best friend, who is a total beta, would drool over Kimmee nonstop. She was dating a guy named Nick, a complete bitch boy over whom Kimmee trampled. But my friend would go on and on about how picture-perfect Kimmee was.

He was a little ridiculous, but the girl was pretty scorching fine. You could easily see how she’d get a boyfriend she could walk all over, because she was very much the stereotypical knockout. An average chest, but a perfectly tan and slender 5’9, legs for days, an ass that made you weak and a face that was close to perfect. She was hot, no doubt about it, she knew it, and even had a side job as a model for a large department store’s photo studio.

We were both attached when we met on Halloween night. I thought she was hot obviously, but nothing happened. She was only a friend of friends, so I rarely saw her. In fact, it wasn’t until a year later I’d see her again. I was single now, and she was still seeing Nick, but he wasn’t out with us.

It was actually Halloween again. The booze had been flowing for several hours. Everyone in our group was pretty hammered by this point. We were out at a bar and she was getting extremely flirty, but I didn’t know her well so I just thought that’s how she was. At one point, she asks me what I think my best feature is.

“My lips.”

“Oh my god. You know it.”

Basically every woman I’ve been with has told me about my lips so this wasn’t as conceited as it sounded, I just knew most women liked them.

She got more aggressive as the night went on, stuff like “This guy won’t stop looking at me,” clearly fishing for me to protect her, but I still wasn’t thinking about fucking her or anything.

The bars close, and Kimmee, my friend, her friend and myself go back to her friend’s apartment. We keep drinking, and at some point Kimmee and I are left alone in the living room.

Completely out of the blue, she straddles me and starts kissing me. I kiss her back. Whatever. She jumps off me so her friend can’t see. For the next hour, every time she leaves the room, we’re making out, but that’s it. Eventually I go home a few blocks away. She can’t join me; her friend would know something’s up.

The next day I tell my friend what happened. He starts giving me dirt on this girl I had no clue about. He knows about her relationship with Nick – painful details. Nick has premature ejaculation. He often cums before he even gets his pants off. Nick and Kimmee basically almost never actually fuck. None of this is really surprising, because I know Nick to be a complete pussy. Despite this, they have been dating for six years, somehow.

The next weekend, the same exact thing happens. Only this time Kimmee and I are making out in public at a bar. We’re drunk, and really sloppy with hiding it. At some point her friend sees it, and of course blames me, thinks I pushed the whole thing, wouldn’t lay off her, etc. She gets mad and basically keeps Kimmee from me and we don’t hang out for months. I don’t see Kimmee again until about exactly one year later.

A year later, I’ve met the woman I eventually marry, but our relationship hasn’t evolved beyond texting yet. Haven’t gone on a date or even hugged. I’m getting into bed one Saturday night around 12:30, when I shit you not, I get a text from Kimmee. I’m floored.

“Come out,” it says.

“Where?”

“(Bar Name). Single and free”

“I’m really tired.”

“I need your lips.”

“I need your ass.”

“Come get it.”

And then I was getting out of bed. I knew I wanted to pursue my wife-to-be, but I hadn’t been laid in quite a long time and I figured at least I could knock off some rust. I was 99% sure I wasn’t going to date Kimmee, but that was fine – with me.

I took a cab downtown and it was already after 1am, but I got inside and was immediately glad I did. Kimmee was with a group of girl friends, doing that retarded circle dance at the bar that chicks do, but she looked fucking phenomenal. A total “I-need-a-cock” dress, heels, she was completely done-up and looked as fit as ever. Sold. I am fucking her tonight.

We diddled around and had a couple drinks. We got shots at last call and I was damn near finger-fucking her at the bar. It was a short dress and I could easily feel her ass just by lowering a hand. She was in a thong and her ass cheeks felt baby smooth. An incredible feeling when you haven’t been fucked in months. I was barely buzzing and hard as a rock. I wanted to get out. Now. She was more hesitant, and drunker, and was playing some lame games, i.e. “You only came here to get laid,” stuff. Well, yeah, but what the hell did you expect with those texts? Eventually she relented, only after I assured her my roommate was out of town and nobody would know. She cared about this for some reason.

Got a cab and it was on. I had her pinned to a wall in my front hallway as soon as we shut that door. There wasn’t going to be much romance; I had her and I wanted to fuck her silly and move on. We were really aggressively making out; we’d kiss for a few seconds and she’d almost bite my lips off, which I liked. I was rubbing her thighs and ass and getting super horny – she was a piece of meat to me, but it was at least prime fucking rib.

This was one of the most stereotypical hook-ups I’ve had, like a movie. Clothes were flying off on a path to the bedroom. Now she knew she wouldn’t be seen and she was free to fuck without inhibitions. We barely talked. I threw her on my bed and we were both already fully nude.

She starting sucking me off right away, and…well I’ve had better but it beat my hands. Too much teeth. The prettiest girls can’t give head. But my cock was technically in a model’s mouth, which made me hard.

I have another story here where I didn’t last too long, but this was the opposite. Kimmee and I took turns fucking and sucking each other for a long, long time. It was at least two hours of play, and just what I needed to get out of my system before I pursued a relationship.

It wasn’t the best sex I’d had, but there were some moments that stick in my mind that are still decent for jerking it. I knew she and Nick didn’t fuck, but the look on her face when I first got inside her was awesome. I’m pretty average, I think, in the size department, but you could tell she hadn’t felt a decent cock inside her in a long, long fucking time, if ever.

After she made my cock wet and I had sucked her pussy for a bit, we got into missionary and she watched the whole thing. She got on her back and was playing with her clit and just lightly spread her hole open for me and watched me slide my dick inside her. I was really slow and gentle at first, and as soon as I got an inch deep inside her, her head leaned back and she bit her lip. That look on her face was awesome, even if the sex was just ok. We fucked missionary for quite some time, with some pace breaks and stuff, but it was mostly me drilling the shit out of her as hard as I could. It was very much a pent-up, haven't been laid in too long fuck, and I was pounding Kimmee like a bag of sand. I didn't really care if she was enjoying it but she seemed to be, she was letting out moans here and there and swearing. She was every bit a filthy girl, and Nick was failing big time in the sex department. and we’d alternate a bit between sucking and fucking so we could fully taste each other. She did put her legs over my shoulders at one point which let me get extremely deep inside her, and we were both sweating profusely which was hot and made me punish this slut a lot harder. I had some sweat dripping on her perky tits and that turned me on.

My biggest complaint besides the head was that she wasn’t much for motion – but this is how a lot of hot girls fuck. They don’t do more than what they need, which is sad. She was hot enough to make me cum just on looks, so whatever. Verbally she stuck mostly to "fuck me, fuck me," which sufficed.

After missionary I flipped her around to one of my favorite positions, the prone bone. I get incredible sensation here and it’s a great position if you have a fish on your hands. It’ll feel good no matter what she does, and she had a gorgeous ass. I spanked her a few times before I got ready to pound her again, to make sure she knew she was a naughty whore; I told her that a few times and she was way into that.

I had an awesome view of her athletic legs, they really were fantastic, and I made sure to lick and rub them before I went into her again. I ran my tongue all the way up her leg and sucked her pussy with my nose buried in her awesome ass for a little bit and then rammed her really hard with my cock. She squealed a little when I went back inside her, I think she was expecting more soft play but I didn't want to make love, I wanted to fuck her like a slut and bust my load.

Her ass looked GREAT wobbling when I went in and out. It was sweaty and a nice bubble shape that jiggled each time I drilled it. It was the perfect size for making loud clapping sounds each time I hit it and that really pulled me close to climax. I fucked her until I knew I was going to shoot, and she did tell me earlier I couldn’t cum inside her - the tradeoff for no condom. I pulled out and put my cock between her ass cheeks and fucked them until I blew a load all over her back.

Her body was close to perfect from behind, so just looking at her sweaty, fucked hole pulsating was more than what I needed to explode on her. I liked that it was hands-free and technically it was her body and not my hands that still made me pop. She wiped up the cum with a towel and we passed out.

The next day we parted and both were going to the same baseball game but not with each other. And this is when I knew Kimmee was insane. She texted me. Not once, but 100 times, even though she knew I was with my dad. I knew what I had at that time, and responded a couple times but basically blew her off. She wanted to come meet my dad, which totally creeped me out, and I was more into pursuing my wife anyway.

But the saddest part of this story is here: Kimmee found out I was dating someone shortly after and was back with Nick within weeks. She married Nick a few months ago.

Every now and then I look her up on Facebook; she's one of those people that's better in your mind than how it really was. She looks breathtaking in photos and her legs still look fantastic. Sometimes I think I should have fucked her a few more times and enjoyed those legs and explored her asshole, but it wasn't meant to be.