Chapter 1

I hadn’t seen Karen for several months and so I was surprised when she called one day in March and invited me come down to Florida to visit her. We had met at a computer convention the previous summer where I was teaching some basic computer skills. She enrolled in them “to try to figure out how to use one of these fool things” she said.

I guess I took a special interest in helping her and after class we decided to grab a bite to eat before my next class was scheduled to start, which she had enrolled in as well. At lunch we began talking and quickly found out we had a lot in common and got along very well. It was actually a little spooky now that I think back on it how we hit it off so well.

Let me back up here for a minute. My name is Kimberly Stewart and I am an Information Technology specialist for a major software company. My job basically is to show people how much they need our products by showing them how empty and unfulfilling their lives are without them. Seriously, though, I show people the different products we have and how they can use them in their own homes and businesses. I am part sales representative and part instructor.

Karen was a good student and she absorbed as much as I could give her. The convention lasted a week and during that time I taught about a dozen classes on using different programs. Karen took them all, wanting to know as much about computers as she could so she could move up in her company. That was fine by me, I enjoyed teaching her and after classes we spent some time talking and shopping and going out to eat. It was probably the best time I had ever had at one of these conventions.

Karen and I became quite close and one day during our chatting, our conversation turned to sex. I can’t remember who brought it up or how, but we started talking about our love lives and that’s when I found out Karen was a lesbian.

“Have you ever been with a woman, Kim?” she asked me. The question kind of caught me off-guard.

“I ... umm, I tried it a couple times in college. You know just sort of ... experimenting, I guess,” I said, shifting in my chair.

“Oh, honey, I didn’t mean to make you feel uncomfortable! I just thought that since we seem to get along so well ... that maybe you would be up for a little fun while we’re here,” Karen said, taking my hand across the table.

“It’s okay, I guess I didn’t realize you were... “ I said, letting the end of the sentence drop.

“A lesbian? Yes I am. I wasn’t always; at one time I was engaged to be married to a guy who I thought was my dream guy. But I found out he would rather fuck my bridesmaid than marry me, so I let him.

“After seeing my father fuck around for years on my mother, I was determined not to have that happen to me. But my fiancé didn’t see things the same way as me, so when I caught him in bed with Marie, I walked out on him and on males in general,” Karen said.

“Oh, Karen, I’m so sorry,” I said, mainly because that was all I could come up with.

“Oh, it’s fine. I have gotten past it. I find all I need in other women and I don’t get any of the macho bullshit that guys always come up with. It’s fine, I’m happy with things the way they are,” she said.

After class that day we decided to have dinner together. We went to a nice Italian restaurant, we both liked Italian food, and had a very nice dinner. But there was wine and I guess there was a little too much of it, because we found ourselves in bed together that night. Karen was amazing and I hadn’t had such intense sexual experiences in a very long time.

The last week of the conference we had gone at each other at every opportunity. The sex had been unbelievable; Karen and I had absolutely no hesitation in performing the most wonderful and degrading acts upon each other. God, my pussy gets wet just thinking about it!

After the conference ended, we promised we’d keep in touch and we sent e-mails back and forth but nothing more than that. I lived in Pennsylvania and she lived in Florida so emails was about all we could do. Then suddenly one night in May, Karen called me up and invited me to join her at her home in Ft. Lauderdale. Her roommate had gone to see her parents for a few weeks, she said, and she had the place to herself.

“Come on, baby, bring that beautiful ass of yours down here and lets have some fun. Gina is in California visiting her parents for a month, and we’ll have the run of the fucking place!”

Well, who could resist a classy invitation like that? Luckily, I had some vacation time saved up at work and after spending a long cold Pittsburg winter, I could use some sun and warm weather. And so, a week later, I found myself landing at the Ft. Lauderdale airport after a four and a half hour flight. I walked through the skyway and into the terminal building where I looked around for Karen.

I immediately picked her out. She was walking through the concourse and seemed to be oblivious to the stir she was causing. You see, Karen was one of the most beautiful girls I had ever laid eyes on with long blond hair, incredible blue eyes, and a body to die for. In the months back in Florida she had tanned darkly and the contrast with her blond hair was stunning.

She was wearing a light blue minidress with a low cut top that left little to the imagination. Heads turned as she walked along and I knew there were a lot of hard cocks in the airport that day. Not to mention more than a few wet, dripping pussies of which mine was one the moment I saw her.

Karen knew exactly what effect she had on people and loved it. I knew too, that she wouldn’t be wearing a bra or panties. She had told me she rarely did and the feeling of freedom excited her. Hell, it excited me and I couldn’t wait to get her alone. Karen was a true exhibitionist and she loved making mouths drop and cocks rise!

Finally spotting me, she bounded over to me and embraced me tightly making me the envy of half of the airport. I swear her tongue lightly grazed my earlobe as she hugged me and whispered in my ear, “Hi Kim honey, it’s so great to see you again. Let’s get the hell out of here, but keep hugging me for a minute will you, I want to give those two girls over there a good look at my ass!”

And, in fact, as I looked over her shoulder there were indeed two college age girls who looked as if they were about to have an orgasm as their eyes swept over Karen’s legs and bottom. This was typical Karen, and I was glad to play along. I let my hands slide down and grab her tight round ass giving it a good squeeze. Karen one-upped me by planting a long deep and surprisingly passionate kiss on my lips and I could swear I heard those college girls swoon at our display!

Finally she had enough of showing off her ample gifts and we headed out of the airport. She made sure she blew the two college girls a kiss and we giggled at their embarrassed reaction. She was driving a new silver BMW Z4 convertible and I was reminded that her parents were loaded.

It was a twenty minute drive from the airport to her house in the Victoria Park neighborhood, one of the better neighborhoods in Ft. Lauderdale. Her house was modest by the neighborhood standards but to this Pittsburg girl it was awesome!

A three bedroom, 2 and a half bath split-level ranch with a gorgeous yard, a deck with a pool and a hot tub in back. Karen was the only child of parents who thought money equated love so they bought her affections. Which made her quite comfortable, but as I was to learn, less than satisfied in the love department.

As we drove, she told me about all the fun we would have; the shopping, going to the beach, showing me all the sights ... blah, blah, blah. I wasn’t all that interested in the details of what she planned for us to do, because frankly I was more interested in the long tan legs that she was exposing so invitingly to me as she drove the car back to her home.

I noticed as she approached me in the terminal that her dress was already very short. And now, sitting in the car had caused that dress to ride up even higher. It was almost to her hips and I was enthralled with her gorgeous thighs and her bare pussy just out of my eyesight. I longed to reach out and slide my fingers softly up and down those firm thighs and softly scrape my fingernails up and down their length until I felt her legs part and then I would...

“I said how was your flight honey? Are your ears still plugged?” she asked. The sound of Karen’s voice brought me suddenly back to reality.

“Oh, sorry! Yeah, my flight was fine, nothing unusual” I said. I was still partially in my fantasy and didn’t hear her at first. To tell you the truth, it had been a while since I had been with Karen and I felt a little hesitant about being too bold with her. She seemed to sense my mood and saw me staring at her legs.

A smile slowly appeared and she looked over at me and said, “What’s the matter hon, are you getting shy on me or something?” She reached out and took my hand and placed it right on her upper thigh and whispered “Go ahead, help yourself baby. It’s okay, you look like you could use a little snack!”

I moved my hand slowly up her leg feeling its firmness and the silky texture of her stockings. She moaned softly and spread her legs as far as apart as she could, considering she was driving. I wanted to slowly work my way up to her dripping slit, teasing her the way she liked to tease me. But Karen being Karen, she wasn’t going to wait for that. She reached down between her own legs with her right hand and her fingers disappeared under the hem of her dress.

“Oh God I’m so wet already,” she moaned. Pulling her fingers out of her wet pussy, she held them up for me to see and sure enough, they were coated with her delicious juice.

“Lick the cunt juice off my fingers, will you Kim honey, I know you must be hungry – airline food is never very good!” She thrust her hand right in front of my face and I slid two of her fingers into my mouth. Oh God, did she taste good! Sucking noisily, not wanting to miss a drop, I slurped all her juices off her fingers.

“Mmmm, so much better than a bag of old airline peanuts!” I said, giggling.

“Now feed me some of you,” she said, with a mischievous look on her face. That wasn’t going to be hard, since my pussy was dripping like a leaky faucet by this time. Reaching down between my legs, I ran my fingers over the entrance of my moist pussy and inserted two fingers into my open slit. Oh, that felt so good! I worked them in and out several times, momentarily forgetting about Karen.

“Kim,” Karen laughed, “stop finger fucking yourself and feed me some pussy will you!”

“Sorry,” I said, and reached over and began rubbing my pussy juice dripping fingers over the outside of Karen’s mouth and lips. Karen had the softest, sweetest, most delicious lips and I had learned at the conference how she loved to lick my juices off of her lips with her long wet tongue. The sight of her slowly licking my cunt juice off of those wonderful lips of hers drove me crazy and she knew it. She savored every drop and then licked my fingers clean.

“Oh yummy! That is so good!” she said just as she pulled into the long driveway of her home. I had to stop and catch my breath before I could get out of the car. Karen, however, opened the driver’s door and stepped out, coming to my side of the car. Then she turned her back to me, bent over from the waist, and hiked her dress up over her hips.

“Oh Kim!” she said. I looked over and Karen grinned over her shoulder and wiggled her bare ass at me for just a moment, flashing her asshole to me. Oh, God, I wanted to throw her down on the ground right there and bury my face in that glorious ass! I had learned during the conference that besides her love of eating pussy, she also loved to get and receive anal sex. Karen had other ideas, unfortunately, and headed to the house.

I grabbed my suitcase and we walked into her house. Karen told me to just leave the suitcase by the door and we could take care of it later. Karen took me by the hand and led me through the house to the bottom of the staircase.

“Come on up there’s something I want to ask you,” she said. She got this sexy gleam in her eyes and I eagerly agreed to go along. I quickly climbed the steps thinking that Karen was about to ask me to lick her hot asshole or something like that ... my imagination began to race at the myriad of possibilities.

I wanted to be fresh for the sex I knew Karen was planning (and I was looking forward to) so I asked to postpone our fun for a few minutes more. After a quick shower, I went back into the master bedroom where I lay down on the huge California King bed and waited for her. I was naked except for a pair of panties, figuring there was no sense in getting dressed just yet.

I lay there in the middle of the bed with my legs spread and only a pair of white silk panties between my pussy and the world. As I waited, I reached down and pulled my panties to the side with one hand while my other slid down to meet it and slowly began stroking my pussy lips with my middle finger and toying with my excited clit. I felt so nasty knowing what was about to happen.

As I was idly playing with my now soaked pussy, I heard the sound of Karen’s CFM heels coming up the hallway. She always wore the sexiest heels – I don’t remember a time when she wore anything else – because they made her legs look longer and made her look and feel sexier.

The footsteps stopped and then the door opened. Karen stood there in the doorway looking like an angel. She was wearing the most darling little sheer white babydoll lingerie with little pink embroidered polka dots and under the lace cups it was tied with a fake pink bow in the center between her ample tits.

I could see her luscious body under the veil-like body of the babydoll, the only part not transparent were the cups covered in lace. However, even the cups had a nice little “feature” ... they had “peek-a-boo slits for easy access to her nipples beneath!

She was fucking gorgeous and I could feel my pussy drooling as my eyes feasted on her. “Damn Karen! I have missed that hot fucking body of yours! It’s been too long, baby, come over here so I can see you better!” I said. Karen smiled and walked slowly over to me with that ass-shaking strut that always brought catcalls and whistles from the boys.

She stopped a few feet from me so I could take in the whole package with my eyes. “You are so fucking hot baby!” I said as I ogled her in that skimpy babydoll.

“I’m really glad you like it. I wanted to get something special since we haven’t seen each other in so long. I wanted to look good for you,” she said.

“Well, mission accomplished there!” I thought to myself. My eyes scanned up and down her body as I licked my lips. I could feel my heart beating faster and I knew my pussy was drenched. I wanted her so bad at that moment it physically hurt.