The First Installment of the New Girl
I could feel her shudder in my grasp. After shutting the door to my apartment, I wondered if she was regretting her decision. I gently patted her shoulder and smiled, asking, "Would you like a drink?"
Kimmie glanced up at me, her right arm crossed over her revealing red dress. She removed her denim jacket and tossed it onto my sofa while attempting to appear confident. I opened the fridge and handed her a couple of beers. "All I have are Belgian - is that okay?"
"Yeah, sure." Kimmie answered, her grip on the bottle slightly shaky. I uncapped both bottles and walked to the radio.
"What kind of music do you like?" I inquired.
Kimmie sipped her beer, "Indie rock." She chuckled nervously.
"Same." I turned the radio to a station I was familiar with. At this hour, they would be playing mellow songs.
I faced Kimmie again, admiring her short red dress, long legs, five-foot stature, and a derriere that caught my attention in the bar. We had chatted and exchanged compliments on her long black hair. We shared jokes, discussed her academic pursuits, and exchanged a few kisses. Frankly, I was amazed she agreed to return to my place, and yet, here she was.
This petite, black-haired, brown-eyed siren with her big blue eyes, slender waist, and curvaceous behind.
I extended my hand, and she grasp it firmly. We danced with me trying to reassure her. Kimmie leaned in, I glanced down, and noticed she was not wearing any panties. Her arms hugged me tighter.
As I gazed at her, under her dress were petite but perky breasts.
Kimmie noticed my gaze, and her lips met mine again. Her lips were warm, and she timidly probed my mouth with her tongue. I leaned into the kiss, and she tilted her head back slightly. I heard a quiet sigh as my hand landed on her firm butt. I couldn't tell at the bar if she was wearing panties, but as I slid a finger between her cheeks, she didn't resist. Kimmie pressed herself against what I hoped was my growing arousal.
Kimmie stepped back, perhaps to regain her composure. She removed her red dress, unveiling a black lace bra and the black thong. I slipped off my jacket and admired her figure - tight in the right places and a tummy you could bounce a coin off. But her legs were the stars of the show.
Suddenly, she displayed a hidden confidence. Her fans gleamed in the lamp, and I grinned. That confidence seemed reserved and cautious, yielding to my submissive side. I gently tapped her cheek. It was warm and flushed under my touch - almost seductive. I ran my finger across her lips, and noticed a barely noticeable sigh escape. I slipped my thumb inside her mouth, and she closed her lips around it, softly sucking. I lifted her head gently, but she averted her gaze, appearing overwhelmed. Her hands rose to interlock with mine, pulling my thumb deeper.
Kimmie shook her head, her stare fixed on the floor. "I should be going," she murmured, her sentence slightly shy.
"No." I firmly declared. Recognizing her hidden submissive nature, I had to proceed cautiously. "Stand up."
Kimmie hesitated, her eyes dropped. It was a golden opportunity - I had to act. I placed my hand on her cheek. It was soft and slightly flushed. With my finger, I traced her cheekbone. Finally, she raised her head. Her eyes caught mine, and she blinked, a look of both uncertainty and curiosity about what would happen next.
There it was - her inner submissiveness. I had to tease it out slowly but surely.
I took a step closer, and she shifted further back. I slid my hand toward her cheek, feeling her blush more under my touch. I pressed my thumb against her lips, and she softly moaned. Her lips captured my thumb, allowing me to pull it in and out gently. She moved her lips to cover my thumb, sucking it tenderly. Slowly, I lifted her chin, and she raised her eyes, displaying an unsteady smile and handing me her thumb. She brought my thumb between her lips again, and I could hear her sigh. It was time to strip her down.
A tiny smile spread across her face, her hands softly holding mine. They tugged my thumb in further. She let out a sigh. I could see a gradual relaxing of her body. It was time to take her to the next level.
I took her hand, and she slowly stood. Her arms crossed over her bra, eyes downcast. I cupped her cheek, her skin was warm and slightly moist. I rubbed my thumb across her lips, noticing another barely audible moan. Then I pushed my thumb into her mouth. Slowly, her eyes met mine, her lips wrapping around my thumb. She took my thumb and moved it deeper.
Her lips loosened, her eyes darted hesitantly. She hesitated only momentarily before handing me her thumb. She retook my thumb, her gaze on mine as she sucked on it. Kimmie leaned against her sofa, spread her legs apart, showing me her thong. I slid a finger between her cheeks and she didn't pull back. Kimmie was letting me in.
"Good girl." I said. Kimmie replied with something I couldn't understand and moved closer to me. As she did, I turned her around and pushed her back against me. At 5'2", I could rest my chin on her head, my now twitching cock pressed into the small of her back right above her cute ass.
As she turned, I removed my thumb and placed both hands on her shoulders, firmly pressing against her. Kimmie didn't resist and placed her hands on my thighs, searching for me. I slid my hands down her arms and placed mine on hers. I gripped her hands and we held each other tightly, swaying with the music.
"Say you want me." I whispered in her ear.
Kimmie turned her head away. "Nope." she mumbled. I smiled. I took one of her hands and slowly slid down her belly, towards her thighs, where the edge of her skirt began. Both our hands disappeared beneath the dress, inside her panties, and reached her wet and warm pussy.
Kimmie moaned, her words unclear but understandable. She leaned forward, and I leaned with her. Both our fingers found her skirt, still wet and waiting to be touched. Together, I pressed our fingers against her and rubbed up and down.
"Noooo, please stop." Kimmie moaned, her eyes closed and a smile on her face.
"Do you really want me to stop?" I asked.
She interlocked our fingers and pressed harder. We stood like that for a few minutes, one hand each in her panties, her arm raised up against my head, and my spare hand caressing her bra. Inside, I found a tiny nipple on small B-cup breasts.
I liked smaller cups better, so this felt perfect.
Kimmie's breath was catching as both our hands explored her pussy. I reached a little further and discovered her hole.
Kimmie pulled away and turned around. Her eyes watching me, waiting for my next move. I stepped forward and moved in to kiss her.
Her lips were warm, her tongue making small darting movements into my mouth. After what felt like an eternity, I broke the kiss and looked at her.
"Tell me."
Kimmie took a deep breath. "I want you."
"Yes?"
"I want you to use me any way you want." Kimmie looked up, nothing but submission and desire in her eyes.
Surprised by this response, I had to make sure she was sure. "Use me any way you want?" I questioned.
She dropped to her knees and looked up at me. "My body is yours."
I reached down to my pants and unzipped, pulling out my slightly stiffened cock. I never had the biggest cock, maybe four or five inches and a grower, not a shower, but I never had any complaints. However, I realized this could be the first time, so I had concerns.
Kimmie looked at my member for a few seconds, then grasped it with her fingertips. Her fingers were cooler than expected. Her eyes then looked up and she gripped me tightly. Kimmie moved her head closer, her warm breath sending shivers down my spine.
Suddenly, a sudden heat engulfed me as her mouth enveloped me. Her eyes didn't break, but I closed mine, enjoying her oral pleasure. It was a few seconds before I was entirely erect inside her mouth. Her tongue wrapping around the head as she sucked.
I opened my eyes as her mouth moved up and down my shaft. I removed my belt and unbuttoned my jeans, which fell to the floor, and I stepped out of them. Kimmie didn't stop sucking, eagerly continuing. I placed my hand on her head and pulled her away, removed my boxers, and pushed her back onto my cock. The submissive little slut went right back to sucking. Her tongue wrapped around the head as she sucked again.
After a few minutes, I felt the sensation build. Intending to release this one out of me before continuing, I decided to test her. Kimmie had been sucking eagerly, but focused on my head. I placed my hand on her head, pushing her down hard. She dug her hands into my thighs, trying to push back, but not enough to escape.
I kept her tight against me, listening for that slight gagging sound. Letting her go, she pulled away and wiped the spit off my dick and her chin. Coughing, Kimmie looked up. I drew her close once more, pushing deeper into her throat. Despite the choking, she pushed her tongue around my shaft. I released her a second time, and she coughed, with spit running down her nice little chin.
"One more time." I instructed, and she nodded. Brushing my cock against her lips, they parted, engulfing my member. At this point she started bobbing her head, sucking happily.
Kimmie uttered soft moaning sounds, raising one hand to release my cock from her mouth. She stroked my shaft rhythmically. I could feel the excitement building; I wouldn't last much longer. Directing my fingers to her head, she took me in her mouth again. I felt her fingertips lightly playing with my balls; the sensation was intense. Soon I was at my limit and hauled Kimmie down harshly one last time, forcing myself in as deep as I could. Although challenging and relentless, she didn't fight back.
A press of her tongue against my shaft had me at the point of no return. My cock reacted by pulsating and spraying one of my heaviest loads into her mouth.
Kimmie didn't back away but welcomed the remainders. She swallowed each one greedily until there was nothing more to be had. I gently helped her up, removed my hand from under her face. "Prove it to me." I demanded.
Kimmie opened her mouth, my load sitting in there. As she closed her eyes and swallowed, her lips closed around it, holding on tight as she swallowed everything. "Good job." I praised her, supporting her to her feet.
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