Kim sleeps over yet again

A mere few feet away from me was the naked beauty, Kimberly. Unfortunately, there was a door and a shower wall between us. She was so obedient in that matter. She was taking a shower before bed after she had just jerked my cum onto her face. Seconds after waving off her husband she dropped to her knees and stroked my fat hog. I didn’t blame her. While she looked like a dirty slut with all that cum, I much preferred her pretty.

Maybe I could’ve sneaked into the bathroom and seen her nakedness, but I knew if caught I’d taken several steps back. I knew this was a slow progress. By not going in there, I showed her restraint and composure. Girls liked that sort of thing.

Meanwhile, I feasted on various pictures I had stored of her face on my computer. When I helped Kimberly with her ‘computer problem’ before, I installed a small little software that allowed her PC to communicate with mine. I didn’t really get much from it, as she mostly gamed on her computer, but over the months I had gathered a decent chunk of images from her webcam of her face in various stages. Some were just Kimberly’s neutral expression, which was divine in itself, but sometimes she made these expressions that… made me wonder if these were the faces she’d make when she’d orgasm around my cock.

Furrowing the brow. Looking a bit exasperated. Smiling tiredly after. I had so many variations, I think I had a pretty good image in my brain of what she’d look like. I yearned for the day when I’d have the truth of it. One day. I swear. I’d find a way to make Kimberly mine. I had to make some sort of plan where she saw me as the ideal mate. Find a way to build me up, while also demeaning Josh.

Then I heard the shower turn off. I quickly clicked away all the images and shut my computer all the way off. No rest mode. If Kimberly knew, I bet she’d get me kicked out. While I thoroughly beat Josh in swimming the most laps, I knew that he could pulverize me without even breaking a sweat. Partly why I wanted to box and learn some other martial arts.

But I knew my strength laid elsewhere. I am smarter than Josh. Probably Kimberly too. And with time, I know I could steal Kimberly to become my girlfriend instead. I just had to show her that I deserved her. That she deserved me. That I was her rightful mate.

A few moments later, Kimberly came out of the bathroom with her hair wrapped in a towel, wearing a gray concert t-shirt and a black thong. I knew she wore thongs for me, as she never really wore them at other times. But she looked like such a sexy feisty little thing, I just wanted to dive my head into those flawless cheeks and make her squeal my name as I made her cum and cum and cum and cu–

“Scoot over,” Kimberly said, interrupting my thoughts. “I prefer the right side.”

“Which right, mine or yours?” I said, deciding to tease her.

Kimberly raised an eyebrow, before waving her small hand for me to move over. And I obliged. I knew what she meant. Just having a bit of fun.

“You spent?” she asked, jumping in bed, throwing the blanket over herself.

Rolling over to look at her, our eyes met as we lay on our sides.

“You want more?” I said, surprising myself with my own brazenness.

“Not really,” Kimberly chuckled.

Turning over with her back facing me now, Kimberly moved to shut the light off, and that’s when I took the opportunity to slide my hand under her blanket and feel her ass, fueled by my newfound bravery. Kimberly stopped in her tracks, but after a moment she reached out and flicked the light, retreated her hand, and settled into sort of lying in a sideways prone position as I felt her up.

She was accepting me feeling her ass up. I give her a squeeze too. Like for affirmation. Oh yeah. So magnificent. Another squeeze. Subdued by my desires, I steadily scooted myself down the bed wanting to kiss Kimberly’s ass, but I didn’t dare to. My bravery only lasted so far. But then it was like she pushed her ass toward me. Was she yearning for my lips after all? Or was it my hands? I decided on the former.

I grabbed onto Kimberly’s ass with both hands, spread it, and dove my face into her sacred valley. My tongue slid into the fabric, but with an impatient thumb I slipped it aside.

“Wait, Toby!” Kimberly exclaimed.

I shoved my tongue into her slit, ignoring her protests. Her complaining became pleasurable moans. She was already slightly moist, probably from my hands caressing her. “That’s right you love my hands on you, don’t you Kimberly,” I thought, continuing to caress her body as I tongued into her labia.

I shoved into her, sliding my fat tongue into her folds and to her entrance. I wasn’t in the mood for waiting, I wanted to taste her most wonderful parts immediately now that I was here. The moans became louder and I felt her squirm in my grip. But I locked my grip and held her firm, as I traveled into her, licking and circling my way. I drove my tongue up and down and in firm circles, dancing around in her sweetness. Tasting this hot wife as she got wetter. Wetter for me.

I heard thumps of Kimberly slamming one of her fists into the mattress as she let out a jagged shriek. A muffled orgasm. But I wanted to hear it. Not muffled, but full blast. I redoubled my efforts, and drove harder into her with more speed and volition. Kimberly gasped and whimpered as she came even harder. I wish I could see her.

I gave her mercy then, slowing down to a halt. Kimberly lay under me on her stomach panting. In shock at how good it had been. The pent-up teasing finally had a release. As she rested, I grabbed her hips and turned her around on her back. Gently, but firmly. Showing her who was the dominant one. Though it was an act, it did the effect. Now she laid on her back, legs slightly spread, her chest heaving and shining in her own sweat. Ready.

I grabbed my already hard cock with one hand and started to slowly jerk it. I placed my other hand and hooked her right knee, holding it aside as I moved up in between her now spread legs. Kimberly hadn’t yet realized just how lucky she was about to get. Once in position, I took her legs and moved them up my torso so I could slide her black thong up her flawless legs.

Dropping her legs over to my sides, I tossed her thong over to the side of the bed. Then taking hold of my cock, I positioned it towards her entrance. This was it. Kimberly was finally mine.

“Toby! No!” Kimberly protested, placing her hand against my stomach, and pushing me away.

I froze. My bravery was only so sufficient. I looked at her for what to do.

“But I need release. I need to feel myself inside of you…” I whined in desperation.

“No, Toby! You’re being a bad boy!” she sternly reiterated, pushing her hand against me even harder.

As much as I wanted to shove my cock deep inside of her sweet pussy and make her mine, I **** myself to back away not wanting to possibly lose this little arrangement I had with Kimberly.

“Can I at least… jerk off while I watch you?” I asked, sounding a bit more defeated than I meant to.

Kimberly met my eyes. Then she flicked down to my cock. I knew she was fascinated by it. As if to entice her, I slowly dragged my foreskin back and forth, showing how raging hard I was for her. Already precum leaking, shining up my full length.

“Alright. But nothing more,” she relented, removing her soft hand from my stomach, allowing me to move closer to her once again.

I couldn’t help but close my eyes and groan. When I opened them again, I saw that her eyes were fixed on my cock. Not wanting to let the moment escape me, I took hold of it and aimed it up her body and straight towards her face, hovering over her navel. Showing her how far I'd been if I’d stuff her full. I knew by the way Kimberly looked at it that she wanted it. She just didn’t know it yet. Or maybe she did, but didn’t want to come to grips with it. Being married to her childhood boyfriend and all. But all that was something I had zero regard for. I knew she belonged with me.