Part XI - 7: Apartments 6c and 9c

"Hi," I said, standing in the hall with two bottles of drink in my hands.

"Hi," Kim replied a little nervous.

She was still in her uniform, having just gotten home from a hellish day at work. Despite everything that had happened between her and Corben, she had been amazed that the sergeant hadn't reassigned them with different partners. The entire day on patrol had been a long battle of nerves. And it was quite plain on her face she had reconsidered and was about to send me away.

"Wow," I said.

"Huh? Wow what?"

"You know what they say about uniforms. It just kind of hit me, that's all."

She gave me a somewhat blank look, then was in the process of gathering her courage up when I said, "I guess I better work on those pick up lines a little more, huh?"

Kim's stressed expression gave way to a slight smile, and for a moment I thought she was going to ask me in. But when a neighbor walked by, she suddenly felt conspicuous.

"Tim, I'm sorry. We can't do this. I have to ask you to... "

I sighed and called her neighbor back to her door.

"Can I help you young man?" the mid fifties woman asked.

"Yeah. How well do you know Kim?"

"Why, I don't know... She's been living here for... oh... five years? She isn't noisy, and it is such a comfort to know we have a police officer just right down the hall... "

"Yeah, but what about boy friends. Does she bring many men in?"

"Well, I don't really pay much attention to things like that, but yes. She has had a few male friends over."

"Good. So what about me? Anything unusual about me bringing expensive champagne to her door? Would you even think twice about it if one morning I open the door to get the paper wearing only a towel while you walk by?"

"Well, I wouldn't be all that surprised. I've seen it before, you know. Now I've got to get back to my baking. Good luck, you two," she said with a smile.

"I can't believe you did that," she said, still blocking the doorway. "It will be all over the apartment in minutes!"

"What will?"

"You know what will. Now I'm afraid you will have to leave," she said, starting to feel ill.

"Hey," I said, truly concerned. "I promise, no funny business. You don't look so good."

"I... Damnit," she said, moving aside to let me pass.

I helped her to the couch, and began probing her to find out what was wrong.

"Shit," I said under my breath. Then to her, "You're so stressed out that I'm getting a headache just feeling you out."

"Feeling me out? You said no funny business."

"Sorry. Bad choice of words," I said lifting her legs up onto the couch. "Just lay here for a minute while I get a wash cloth."

"What do you need... " she started as I turned into her bedroom.

I found a clean wash cloth, and only took a moment examining her very messy bed room. At least the bed was fairly decent, even if we wouldn't get to use it that night.

She was sitting up when I returned, her head almost between her legs as the room spun around her.

"Hey, now. I said to stay laying down. Come on, Kim. Just trust me. I know what I'm doing. Or would you rather go to the hospital and have it put down on your record that you suffered a nervous breakdown? That's what's happening."

"I am not having a nnnnervous breakdown," she said shaking all over. Then she groaned and started getting sick.

"Shit," I said, leaping to grab a pot that was sitting in the sink. I managed to get it to her before she upchucked her lunch, then after giving the anti-barf commands to myself, I dumped the mess down the toilet and rinsed the pot out. After having to repeat the whole process one more time, I finally was able to wet the cloth and started to wipe her face down.

"Thanks. That does make me feel better," she said after a few minutes of laying on her back while I swabbed her face and neck.

"You know what you need?" I said a few minutes later.

"What?"

"You need some good old fashioned mothering, that's all."

"My mother died when I was six," she admitted.

"Oh. Sorry. Kim, if I promise to be good, would you let me give you a little TLC?"

"I don't know... "

"Don't you trust me yet?"

"No, it's not that. I don't trust myself. And I don't think I could stand... " she said, tensing up.

"Hey... Close your eyes, and relax. Auntie Tim is here," I said in an auntie sounding voice.

"But I... " she said.

I looked in her eyes and moved my face closer. Her expression froze as the inches between us slowly decreased, then parted her lips in an expectant way when I reached the last inch.

I whispered, "You don't have to trust yourself. Just trust me. Just... trust... me... "

She gently nodded, but didn't close her mouth in case I finished my descent. I was tempted... Man was I tempted. But I knew she wasn't ready yet.

I felt sorry for her. I mean, when I first met her, she was a strong, confident, fast thinking, and a steady on her feet woman who could have probably stopped a locomotive with just will power. But now, just barely a month later, she was frail and very vulnerable, her will power and energy almost completely used up.

Sure, I could have had my way with her, and she would have willingly gone along with it too. But afterwards, what then? I came to her for her intelligence, not to fuck myself silly for a few hours. Actually, I still had high hopes to do both, but only if she wouldn't hate herself or me later.

We were still staring into each other's eyes, our breaths in each other's faces when I said, "I'm going to help you take your uniform off, then I'm going to give you a massage. Just relax and let me do all the work, okay?"

"Yess... " she said faintly. She wasn't in a trance, but yet she didn't seem to be completely aware. I peeked inside her head and found that she had given up her struggle altogether, blindly trusting me and not concerning herself with the possible consequences.

This wasn't what I had in mind, but I was too aroused by her helpless state to care. She was as relaxed as she was going to get without drugs or physical therapy, and I figured the best physical therapy would be the sexual kind. But first I needed to fix the cause of her problems.

"Listen to me," I said as formed the commands. "You do not need to worry about other people finding out about us. No one will ever suspect that I am any younger than you are. And as far as Corben is concerned, you will look upon it as a mistake, and nothing more. It was his fault for not checking to see if the conference room would be free.

"Tomorrow, you are going find someplace private and finish giving Corben that blowjob. Then afterwards, you tell him you want to remain friends, but nothing more. You will not find his boyish face any more attractive than anyone else's.

"Kim, I need to know what you truly want. I'm going to ask you a question. Don't concern yourself with anything but the first reply you think of. Here is the question. Would you like us to make love to each other tonight? Yes or no."

"... Yes."

"Good... " I said, rubbing her cheek with the back of my hand. Her face frowned for a moment, then it melted away.

"Kim, why did you frown a moment ago?"

"Spander... He touched my cheek like that after... "

"Oh... " I said, finding she had developed stronger feelings for Spander than I had first realized.

I did a deeper scan of Kim's mind, revealing a not so innocent background as her demeanor suggested. In fact, besides having a thing for younger looking men/boys, she had another fetish more fitting for her line of work. I had never really experienced any real bondage besides the time I was tied up and drugged by Penny's parents. But Kim's memory of looking in the mirror while wearing her dominatrix police outfit made my dick snap back to attention and struggle for action.

Kim was sixteen when she had started exploring giving sexual pleasure to a tied up male. She had been babysitting two boys who were three and five years younger than she was, playing an old familiar game of cops and robbers. Kim at the time had already decided to become a police officer like her father, so she hadn't minded playing the part of the cop when the boys had asked her to play.

The older boy, Gary, had paid enough attention to her body with his eyes to tell Kim he had been imagining what she looked like without clothes. Although Kim was flattered that he had found her attractive, some of his comments had been bordering on being insulting. And to make matters worse, his younger brother Peter was trying to imitate him, saying things he obviously didn't mean or really didn't understand.

So Kim had decided to teach them a lesson. Once she captured them, she tied them up to where they were helpless, then she teased them seductively before deciding they had enough.

But as she reached around Gary to untie his hands, he whimpered not to untie him, and begged her to continue her teasing. That's when she accidentally brushed up against his lumpy crotch, causing both of them to gasp. His helpless face and voice stirred up her desire and lust like water on a grease fire, creating this powerful urge to sexually tease him in more direct ways.

Kim's head moved towards the thirteen year old's clothed crotch, her eyes locked onto her target while her tongue prepared to do some licking. She had given her last boyfriend head once and had vowed never to do it again. But her lust demanded her do something, so she ran her tongue over his jeans crotch, making Gary cum on the fourth pass.

Kim babysat Gary and Peter three more times before their parents decided Gary could watch his brother alone. But that didn't stop their fun. It became a regular after school event, especially the following year when Kim and Gary were both going to high school and came home on the same bus. Somehow Gary managed to keep Peter's big mouth shut about what went on while their parents weren't there. And by the time Peter had turned thirteen, he was an active (actually passive) participant in Kim's increasing sexual torments.

During the time she and Gary went to high school together, Kim resisted taking either of their virginities. But the summer following her first year of higher education, she took her two 'men' and fucked them back into boys. Gary had lost his virginity while she had been away, but Kim had the honor of being Peter's first.

I had known some of this from my scans the day I met her in the hospital. But for some reason, I never uncovered her desire to tie her lovers up and keep them fully aroused for long periods of time before letting them cum. Kim wasn't looking to conquer her lovers, just sedate them with her sexual teasing while she plays with them like the toys they were. Because she didn't wish to dominate her lovers, I must have overlooked that part of her background.

I checked to see who had been the last person she had played cops and robbers with, and to my surprise it had been Gary and his wife Anna. Gary had found a woman who was into light bondage like himself, but she was also dominating in nature, quite unlike Kim. While Gary had humored her orders at first, he eventually started avoiding their sexual play, and it reached a point where his marriage was suffering. After talking it over with his brother, he called Kim up for her advice and help.

Gary convinced Kim to help him in an unusual way. He and his wife came to Kim's apartment the next weekend to give Anna a taste of what Gary had been hoping to receive from her. Anna was fully aware of what was supposed to take place, and secretly planned to take over the activities to show Gary and Kim who was really in control.

Anna's plan backfired, however. Kim's training had kicked in when Anna attempted to cuff her, easily flipping her would be captor onto her stomach and using the same pair of cuffs on her before even realizing what she had done.

Anna's nasty attitude from the failure of her little plan made Kim angry and Gary miserable. So Kim tried her 'expertease' on Anna after completely immobilizing her. Despite neither woman having any interest in doing anything sexual to another woman, Kim quickly adapted to the situation, and apparently so did Anna. Kim managed to bring Anna to an orgasm without ever taking off Anna's panties or touching her bare tits. Anna was so... grateful(?) to her, she offered her blessing if Greg and Kim wanted to have sex.

When neither Greg or Kim indicated their desire either way, Anna actually insisted, then begged. I think it was an attempt to regain some control over the situation, and it didn't take any more prodding for Kim to have one last fuck with her old playmate.

That had been over a year ago. Since joining the police force, Kim had only two other lovers, both of which didn't care to be helpless while they could have been fucking. She missed the days with Greg and Peter, especially after losing contact with her three college lovers that she had kept tied up nearly every weekend while living at school.

But Spander's simple caress had stirred up her longing to have someone close to her heart. Even though she had cared for the men she had sex with, she never actually felt any real love in the relationships. Even Greg had been just a friend to her, and that had been the leading reason she hadn't taken his virginity from him. She still somewhat regretted having taken Peter's, but Peter apparently never did. And of all the males, she probably cared for Peter the most since he had been her little 'man'.

While I had been scanning her mind for all this, I had been unconsciously stroking her cheek some more, causing her arms to get goosebumps.

Her eyes were shut, her breathing had slowed, and by the time I had finished my scan, she appeared completely asleep. But the moment I removed my hand from her face, she opened her eyes and said "thank you" with a warm smile.

I hadn't seen her smile so beautiful before and returned the smile. Our eyes seemed locked on each other's smiling faces, neither of us wanting to look away. She reached out and brought the hand I had been using on her cheek to her lips, then gave it a few soft kisses.

My heart started to race with excitement as her soft lips parted and sucked my index finger in. Our eyes were still locked onto each other's expressions, and I could see she was very good at this form of sexual play.

I have never had a woman who could suck on my finger and make it as erotic as she did. Her tongue had instantly covered my finger with her mouth's wetness, stimulating it with feather soft touches of her tongue and lips. So soft, so gentle were these touches, my nerves in my finger were having trouble deciding whether there was something touching or not. Within a few minutes, my finger was tingling all over, nearing the sensation of what a cock feels when inside a hot wet pussy.

She knew I wasn't going to just sit there and take it for much longer, so finally she pulled it out of her mouth, then gave it a few sensuous licks before she sighed.

"I thought you said you were going to give me a massage?" she said a bit too innocently a few moments later. Our eyes were still locked on each other's faces, and I had to blink several times before comprehending her words.

"I'll give you the best massage in you life," I said softly, my face showing the energy I hadn't used in my words. "But first... "

This time when my face came within an inch or two of hers, I didn't stop until her parting lips were against mine. Our tongues collided twice before we managed to get them into the other's mouth. Within seconds of beginning what was supposed to be a heartfelt kiss, I was on top of her putting every bit of my energy into kissing the incredibly hot woman underneath that uniform.

Her hands were pulling my shirt up my back while mine were busy trying to get her buttoned shirt unbuttoned. When she had worked my shirt up over my head, I sat up straddling her tummy, pulled my arms and head out of my shirt, then tossed it to the floor. In a surge of frustration and desire, I reached down and ripped her shirt open, sending the buttons flying everywhere.

I paused a moment taking in the wonderful volume that her bra contained. Then I snaked my hands out to feel their size, but was intercepted by their owner's hands grabbing my arms and pulling me back on down on top of her.

Man was she strong! She held me against her while she teased my own nipples with her incredible lips, then sent her hands down to my ass and pulled my crotch up to her mouth.

The sounds she made while muzzling, licking, and sucking my seriously hard lump through my jeans was driving me crazy, and when she somehow managed to force a mouthful of saliva through the cloth onto the head of my dick, I felt the first sensations of an orgasm starting.

But Kim wasn't about to let me cum yet. She turned down her fire and pulled my ass back down her body by my back pockets. The look on my face must have really turned her on though because after she looked at me, she sucked in deep breath and didn't let it out until after she finished her rapid fire humps while she came.

I was extremely aroused by all this, wanting to plunge my dick into her fuck hole really bad. But I had other plans, and wanted to put off fucking her until at least after I had given her a mind blowing massage. So as a compromise, I promised myself I would take her virgin ass after warming up on her front door.

As Kim started to regain her senses, I got off her and used my muscles with a little help of my abilities to quickly flip her over onto her stomach and unhook her bra.

Kim started to say something just as my hands started kneading her still highly tensed shoulders. Her voice faded to the last vestiges of a breath she had been holding in the last month. She went limp as I focused my hands on working out the knots and tension she had been collecting for far too long.

I sat down on the edge of the couch, then a few minutes later realized I would be stiff myself if I continued to work like that. So after bending down close to her ear, I gently asked if we could move onto the floor so I could have more room to maneuver.

Her speech was thick with that of a subject deeply hypnotized, but again, she wasn't in any trance, just completely lost in her relaxation to bother moving her tongue too quickly. I barely understood that she had agreed as long as I didn't stop.

I moved the coffee table against the wall on the far side of the room, then turned around and found Kim in the middle of the carpeted floor on her stomach already. My eyes glanced over to the bra still laying on the couch, but fought against my disappointment knowing that Kim was purposely teasing me that way.

She said nothing when I walked past her and got down on my knees behind her. I took her left foot and started rubbing with both hands through the black sock. I worked one hand up the foot and ankle to the top of the sock, then slowly worked the sock down and off while making her skin tingle with just a little bit of my magic touch.

Kim jumped a little when I ran my tongue up the tender part of her foot, but didn't give any further reaction as I began bathing her foot in my spit while working her other sock off with my hands.

Once her other sock was flying through the air behind me, I moved my slobbering mouth over to her other tasty foot. It is amazing how much saliva one can put out if you just know how to do it. It was starting to drip down to her thigh before I turned off the faucet in my mouth, then I worked my hands down her smooth legs under her slacks, rubbing my spit in as much as I could.

I tired of that fairly quickly, finding her pants in the way of anything really interesting. So I gently placed her glistening wet feet on the floor, spread her legs ever so slightly, then crawled up her body, dragging my very hard crotch up her left leg and across her ass before coming to a stop.

Her breathing was almost as hard as mine, and she was sweating from her excitement. I licked the ear that she wasn't laying on, then teased the corner of her mouth with my tongue. But all she did was smile in a manner that teased me more than I had teased her.

I sat up with a jerk, sitting on her ass a moment before straddling it and reaching down to her shoulders with my hands. As I moved my hands all over her back, I started using my magic touch in short little bursts. I mechanically went over her back in a repeating pattern, letting myself daydream a little about what I wanted to do next while I worked Kim towards a near blissful state of relaxation.

When my arms started getting tired, I broke my pattern and brought my hands around her sides and brushed my fingertips across the sides of her breasts. The instant I made contact, I turned up my magic touch for a moment, producing a deep groan from Kim as her tits felt like they were have their own little orgasm.

I repeated this three times, each time extending both the contact and the magic touch. On the fourth pass I forced my hands underneath her, slipped my body off hers to the right, then pulled her over my lap and onto her back, feasting my eyes on her lovely juicy tits.

Now I had seen my fair share of breasts. Big breasts, small breasts, average, and everything in between. I had also sucked many of those, but I had never before seen breasts so white, with nipples so brightly pink, or with such firmness for their larger than average size. My mouth watered as I began kneading her incredible flesh, watching her nipples harden and rise, then finally gave in to my desire to taste them.

I dived into them, slobbering and sucking one as I continued my kneading of the other. My adrenaline was pumping while I smeared my face all over her wet breasts, my desire rising with each moment, causing me to get a little careless. I began surging my magic touch while I roughened my groping, driving Kim nearly senseless with the miniature orgasms I was causing.

While I was attempting to suck as much of her right tit inside my mouth as I could, Kim suddenly wrapped her arms around my head to press my mouth and teeth into her orgasmic flesh. The pain in my jaw caused by her strength brought me back to my senses very quickly. When after a few moments Kim didn't let go, I was forced to override the muscles in her arms and loosen her grip enough for me to escape.

I sat up, straddling her waist, feeling my very full hardon struggle to find that more comfortable position in my cramped pants. Looking down at Kim's glistening breasts while she started to roughly handle them herself, the desire to fuck those gorgeous tits hit me like a locomotive. I unzipped my jeans to release my anxious and not so little buddy, then let him happily lead the way up between the two mounds of soft flesh.

Kim immediately started to object, but when she felt my dick's magic touch against her breasts' skin, having the same sensation as when a prick was entering her pussy, her sentence ended in a moan, then her hands pushed her breasts together to close the gap around my prick.

The precum which had been flowing steadily out of my dick helped lubricate her sweating and spit covered breasts as I started the slow pumping motion. After the first eight or nine pumps, my speed was at a decent enough speed to make her breasts quiver from my movement. While this sight combined with the sensations her wonderful breasts were having on my fully hardened prick were very erotic and good, there was something missing to complete the experience.

The instant I realized what it was, I sent the commands without thinking about it. Her head eagerly shot up and her tongue began actively licking me whenever my dick's head appeared on the other side of her breasts. The picture was complete, but I felt my satisfaction fading, so I thrusted harder and harder until my dick's head was entering her sucking lips.

On a final powerful thrust, my dick split her breasts apart and my head fully entered her mouth, spurting its seed into her surprised mouth. Her initial reaction was one of horror, but I triggered her own orgasm to begin, and then made her suck me off like a whore when she started to choke from my continuing filling of her hot mouth.

Despite the arousal I had altering her to satisfy me, the interruption of my orgasm to perform these mental tasks had resulted in ruining its intensity. And once I had calmed down enough to look at Kim still eagerly sucking on my dick, the displeasure of what I had done killed what was left of my after cum high.

For a moment, I didn't recognize her. I had turned her into a cum loving bitch who minutes before would have never allowed someone to cum inside her mouth. And the worst part about it was she was pretty good at it. I was already hard again from her swooshing tongue and feather soft lips moving themselves up and down my tingling cock...

When I realized she was bringing me quickly to full arousal again, I knew how to fix my little screw up. I had her stop, pulled my dick out of her mouth, and had her assume the tit fucking position again. Once I was back up to fucking speed, I blanked her memory of what had happened up to the point right before I had made her use her tongue on the head of my dick.

This time, I closed my eyes and concentrated on the sensations I was receiving only. I nearly jumped off her when I felt her tongue again, finding her attempting to bring her orgasm to peak by trying something she felt was the thing to do even if she couldn't remember the source.

I saw Kim make another decision that wasn't formed from the hidden memories. Her hands let go of her tits and pulled me back down her body until our faces her aligned. I felt her hands struggling to undo her slacks, so I got off her a moment and pulled them and her panties off, then shook my own jeans off my legs.

The moment I got down on the floor with her, Kim took control of the situation. Before I could resist, she had me pinned to the floor and moments later had her hot, very wet cunt slipping over my pole.

She wasn't a bad fit, actually. I was surprised at the slight tightness her pussy still retained. And Kim used it well, driving me into a desperate state quickly, then resisting my every attempt to take me over the edge. Her own orgasm was far from reaching that point, and that was probably the way she wanted it.

The weight of a full grown woman on top of me was becoming a more familiar feeling to me. But it was still an exciting sensation to feel the extra weight, the curvier and fuller shape pressing down on you from above. Of the few fully grown women I had intercourse with at the time, Kim was most definitely the largest and heaviest. She wasn't overweight or a larger boned woman, just... I don't know. More dense in mass perhaps? Besides having a great pair of breasts and matching ass, Kim's body didn't have all that much body fat. Oh, but she was a bit taller than the average woman, but not that much. Maybe it was the muscles her job required her to have.

So this combined with her slight tightness was really getting me desperate to fuck harder, but as I was helpless to do so, I found myself about to take matters into my own hands again.

I didn't. Before I reached that point, I decided I had to withstand it without letting myself take the easy way out. If anything else, I figured it could actually help me against some future attempt by Steven to make me lose control. So, I stopped my struggling and allowed Kim to keep me at the level which only the twins had been able to maintain before.

Sometime during my dazed state of desperation, my mind brought up the domination game Holly and I had played while inside Beanies trailer. The image of Holly's face twisted by her orgasms then relaxing when she passed out repeated in my mind three or four times. Penny's face, Julie's face, LeAnne's, Joy's, and finally Suzi's face, all took turns displaying their most intense orgasms of their lives while fucking me. I loved each one in a way unique to the rest, and Kim would be added to the collection of faces twisted by Tim's orgasmic power. But not yet, I decided. She first would do it her way before we would do it my way.

Somehow she sensed my mind had wandered off, for at that point in my thoughts she licked my lips. She teased me with her tongue and lips for several long minutes before her own arousal made teasing no longer acceptable.

I managed to put a block on my own orgasm so I wouldn't shoot off before she did, then found my mouth being invaded by a very active tongue and concentrated on the oral battle at hand. This battle didn't last very long, for we were both short of breath as it was, and this made it even worse. But when her grip slipped and I found my right arm free, I quickly took advantage of it by slipping it down to her left tit which was pressed tightly against me.

The moment my fingers touched her tit, her mind recalled the earlier sensations my magic touch had given her and somehow recreated the sensation without my involvement.

The discomfort from her mouth emitting a very loud moan right in my ear was washed away by the sensations of her cunt spasming madly while she humped me with a new passion. She got up on her hands to thrust even more powerfully, freeing my own hands to attach themselves to her bouncing mammaries.