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Sensualist Pt. 02 Ch. 02

Kimmie's Strange Request

Note - Illustrated version available on request


Donnie was shaking the last droplets of water from his goggles before putting them away until the next practice. The shouts of various coaches and smattering of a few friendly students, mainly short-skirted, or yoga panted sorority girls taking pictures of the school's Speedo clad men, were scattered about the roughly 2000 seats reverberating off the high walls and ceiling of the spacious natatorium.

He and Dolph had just come from the practice pool, having showered and dressed for their usual meal, pizza at a nearby pizzeria, when Kimmie Thomas, a sophomore diver, intercepted them and asked if she could speak to Donnie privately.

Kimmie was a member of the diving team; a flat-chested, short-haired redhead with a very nice ass, but a face that unfortunately only a mother could love--or so Donnie thought at first. Donnie glanced at Dolph, who raised his eyebrows quizzically, and asked him to excuse them for a moment, and took Kimmie to a couple seats offering them a semblance of privacy from the few people in the vicinity.

Kimmie's problem was acne and freckles, and she had her own ideas about how he could help the acne problem. It took her three attempts to get the problem and her perceived solution out. Donnie being a gentleman listened to her request without laughing.

Once Kimmie was certain she had his attention and was out of earshot from Dolph, she whispered, "Um, this is kind of embarrassing." she said. Donnie nodded back at her trying to appear sagely, as a professor he had was wont to do when listening to a student.

"I--um, have this facial thing going on..."

She meant the red blotches that seemed everywhere; her face, neck and shoulders. He had already noticed several boil -like pustules on her back while she was coming out of the pool after a dive, and admittedly felt some sympathy for her plight.

"Yes?" Donnie said, hoping to draw additional information out of her.

"I feel so stupid asking you ..."

"You've already stopped me. So stupid or not, and I won't think less of you if it really is dumb," Donnie said. What he meant and what she thought he meant were two distinctly different things. Donnie meant it wouldn't matter as he thought next to nothing about her already. She took it to mean that he was there for her regardless of how stupid her request might be.

"Yes...well... you have a kind of reputation..."

"I do? Is that good or bad?" he asked with a smile.

"Um, a reputation with the girls..."

Girls ... what girl's? They may have seen me with Nikita, he thought, but that alone wasn't cause to give one a reputation ... was it?

Donnie wanted to laugh out loud, but couldn't, for it would hurt her in more ways than one, and he had no intention of hurting her as she'd done nothing to him but ask for help.

Kimmie was still prattling on. "Mostly good ... what I mean is all the girls think you're hot, you know? " She said with a rush. When Donnie didn't say anything, she added, "Um, all the girls on the swimming and diving teams can't stop talking about you."

This meant that Darci and Olivia had been talking out of school. Mentally kicking himself, Donnie thought, I should have known better, after all I practice with them almost daily, and girls do talk, especially about sex.

The question now was this good or bad news? He realized he had to listen carefully to what Kimmie had to say, and did.

"I'm flattered, Kimmie, but I have no idea where you're going with this."

Kimmie looked flustered. "I don't know how to say it..."

"Spit it out and we can take it from there, Kimmie."

"Okay, okay! First off, I'm a virgin, and to tell the truth I'm scared shitless of you and your reputation. But--but I'm desperate so I'm gonna ask you ..."

Once again, Kimmie appeared to have run out of words. Suddenly she took a deep breath and allowed her desperate situation push out her plight.

"I--I've led a very sheltered life. And--and when I showed early promise as a diver my parents practically smothered me with attention; so much so that I didn't date--not at all. You may not believe it but ... I'm a virgin. And--and I want to stay one until my wedding night. I've only kissed one guy ...Georgie Taylor when playing Post Office in High School."

"No intimacies at all?" Donnie asked somewhat incredulously.

"Umm, there was that one sleepover with the girls that included some hanky-panky with one of them, but I'm not gonna say anymore about that. I still can't believe we did what we did."

Wondering if she wanted him to take her virginity, Donnie decided to help her. "Kimmie ... I appreciate you're telling me all this, but what is it you want to ask of me?"

Kimmie had an extremely pained expression on her face, and knowing it was difficult for her to say, Donnie steeled himself against laughing at her request, however silly it might be.

"Would--would you please ... cum on my face!"

"What?" Donnie said in a low, but firm voice, not wanting Dolph or the entire campus to hear him.

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry for asking you, but--but It's--it's for my facial problem--you know blemishes and the like."

There it was out in the open, and he had no idea how to respond to her. Donnie took a long moment to formulate his next words.

Her eyes were wide and filled with fear.

"Who told you that?" Donnie asked with a straight face.

"Cissy and Mary-Jo swear its true! Mary-Jo says it helped her and she has the smoothest facial skin ever!"

"And you want me to give you some of mine?"

"Yes!" Kimmie was the kind of girl who ended almost every sentence with an exclamation point.

"I've never had anyone ask me this before, Kimmie ..."

Kimmie interrupted him. She had a prepared speech and went right into it. "I now have it on good authority that a man's sperm will alleviate those acids that cause acne. That enough sperm rubbed into a girl's face will give her skin as smooth as a baby's..."

She left off at that point.

"Would Mary-Jo be that authority?"

"Yes and no. They showed me an article from Cosmo that validated everything they'd told me!"

Donnie concluded that her so-called friends had read the article and planed the prank accordingly. He decided to help her as much as possible, if for no other reason than to make Mary-Jo and Cissy feel foolish.

"Let me get this right, Kimmie. You are a virgin."

Her head nodded vigorously.

"You want to remain so, but you do want me to ejaculate on you?"

"Yes--yes, on my face!"

"On your face," he repeated, sounding dubious.

She continued nodding.

"How would you want this to happen?" It seemed the appropriate question, and her answer caught him off guard.

"I can blow you, or maybe a handjob ... just so you cum on my face."

"When?"

"As soon as possible."

"And if it doesn't do the job you think it will?"

"I don't know...I might kill myself," Kimmie said morosely.

"No, no! We don't want that! We don't even want to think about that. Are we in agreement on that, Kimmie?"

"I guess...I'm only twenty. I have a life to live, with or without the blemishes."

"All right, we can do it now, or as soon as possible. Let me tell Dolph that I'll meet him later, and we'll go to my place."

A frightened look crossed her face. Donnie wondered had the mention of 'my place' caused it?

He hastened to assure her there was nothing to fear about his place, that it would afford them the privacy needed to accomplish their objective and then make them presentable to the outside world.

"Oh," she said, "when you put it that way it sounds reasonable. It's just that I've never been to a guy's place before."

In a few words as possible, he told Dolph that he would meet him in an hour's time and join him for a couple beers. Then Donnie took Kimmie's arm and walked to his car. She got in and they were off.

"We can't have sex," Kimmie said four times on the way. Hey, President Clinton had said essentially the very same thing about his Lewinsky blowjob, hadn't he? Donnie thought, but kept it to himself; who was he to argue?

They walked into Donnie's house and Kimmie was astonished. "My place is nothing like this!

"This isn't my dorm, Kimmie." Donnie told her. "I actually live here. I own the house. I have money and decided to buy a place rather than live in a dorm."

"But isn't that against the rules?"

"Yes and no. I do have a dorm. You saw me telling my roommate I'd join him later."

"Dolph is your roomie?"

"Yes, he's my roomie."

"Oh ..."

"Shall we get started?"

"Yeah, lets ... um, what do I need to do?"

"I think you should remove the top and your bra."

"But I leave my shorts on, right?"

"You can if you want too."

"Oh, I want too. I'm not taking any chances with..."

"Your virginity," he said finishing her sentence.

"Yeah," she said, nodding as she pulled off her top and unclasped her bra.

Kimmie's breasts were smallish, but there was enough for Donnie to play with. She wasn't as boyish as some of the swimmers and divers appeared to be.

Her nipples quickly hardened and she wanted to cover them with her hands, but he prevented her from doing it by holding her hands in mine. "You want something from me; I get something from you--fair enough?"

"Um, yeah, fair enough."

"You have a lovely body, Kimmie," he said, more to reassure her than as a pure compliment, but he meant it and she seemed to take it that way.

"Can--can I see it? You know ... your penis?"

"Yes, but I think we should kiss one another a couple of times to sort of set the mood."

"Mood ... what mood?"

"Kimmie, I need to be erect if I'm going to ejaculate on you. So we have to get me warmed up. I promise you ... no, I swear to you, I am not going to touch you down there." I was pointing to her pussy.

She nodded that she understood and closed her eyes.

Donnie maneuvered her body so that Kimmie was lying down on the couch. He slowly took off his soccer shorts and jockey's and stood over her. Her eyes remained closed.

"You can open your eyes now, Kimmie, but don't be frightened. My penis is out and you'll see it getting hard from my looking at your breasts and face.

"My face is all blotchy!"

"We're going to fix that aren't we?"

"I hope to God we do!" she said forlornly.

"I'm going to kiss you now, so get ready," he said, and she closed her eyes again and took a deep breath.

Donnie kissed her, just touching his lips to hers.

She sighed. He kissed her again, just slightly harder this time.

Kimmie moaned. Had she never been kissed before?

"I'm going to touch your breasts while I kiss you this time, Kimmie," Donnie whispered.

"Okay," she whispered back, and pursed her lips in anticipation.

He let a hand lightly glide over her left breast, then the right.

She moaned.

He kissed her and her mouth opened. Donnie never knew if it was voluntary or involuntary, and never asked her.

Then with the fingers of one hand circling her rigid nipple, he let his tongue enter her mouth. Kimmie moaned and her tongue greeted his with a savage intensity. The kiss grew passionate, almost more than Donnie thought possible from a girl as inexperienced as Kimmie was.

And when he tweaked her other nipple, her hand shot out, found his cock and squeezed it hard. When the kiss ended he kissed her again. This one lasted several minutes and by its end, Kimmie was a world class French Kisser.

"Wow!" she gasped after they separated. She still had his cock in her hand.

"So, you enjoyed the kissing?" he said.

"Oh, yes, very much ... I see what the girls mean about you."

"What's that?"

"Katie said you could put your shoes under her bed anytime."

"She did, did she?" he was trying to figure out just who Katie was. He needn't have bothered, Kimmie told him soon enough.

"She's the swimmer with the green hair."

"Ugh! Now he knew where not to put his shoes or any other personal items. Katie was a dawg, she out bulldogged the School's mascot. But Donnie made no comment about her to Kimmie, however.

"You're a pretty good kisser yourself, Kimmie."

"I am? I mean ... I never kissed anyone like that before."

"You have now, and there's no taking it back, is there?"

"I guess not," she said staring at my erection which was still in her hand.

"Is this the first time you've held a man's penis in your hand?"

"Yes ..." she said after a moment's hesitation.

"It's much bigger than I imagined it would be. Does that go into a woman easily? I mean ... It certainly looks like it would be painful."

He ignored her question for the moment and suggested that she give it a nice smooch.

"Huh? What--kiss it?"

"Yes, that's what you need to do to get the desired effect."

"Oh ... all right, I guess."

She turned her face toward my dick and brought it to her lips and kissed it.

"C'mon, Kimmie, you can kiss better than that. I know you can!"

"Well, I never..." But she leaned in and opened her mouth and gobbled up most of the cockhead, and used her tongue much as she'd used it in his mouth earlier. Kimmie was unsure of herself, stopping and raising her head from his cock and asking "Is that good? And "Am I doing it right?"

Donnie smiled down at her, and to encourage her, asked that she suck it some and then lick it a little; and then to spit on it to make it nice and wet.

Kimmie did all of the above and more, demonstrating an aptitude for sucking cock. Donnie didn't have to warn her about her teeth, she didn't scrape him once; he was thoroughly enjoying her blowjob and played with her breasts while she sucked and gurgled away down there.

"Would you do me a favor, Kimmie and lick my balls?"

Removing him from her mouth, she gave him a quizzical look.

"Just for a little while, it helps to warm the sperm, and then you can finish sucking me."

She raised her eyebrows, questioning the request, but moved to his sacs taking each into her mouth and warmed them as requested.

Then letting the wet sacs fall into the palm of her hand, she plucked his cock out of the air and brought it back to her mouth, saying, "This isn't as bad as I thought it would be," and resumed her blow job.

As his climax approached, Donnie took his dick out of her mouth and straddled her waist.

"What are you doing?" she asked nervously.

"Get ready for your facial," he replied, starting to jerk himself off. Feeling the familiar sensation just prior to the rush of ejaculating, Donnie moved so that he was now kneeling on either side of her breasts.

Kimmie closed her eyes, then opened them, obviously wanting to see my sperm as it cannoned into her face. "Better watch your eyes," Donnie warned. "You don't want this stuff getting in them."

Kimmie closed her eyes and kept them closed until after he'd finished. But that was still split seconds away. The first line of cum landed on the middle of her forehead, with some splattering into her hair. The second caught the bridge of her nose, and as her mouth was half open, some of that dribbled into her mouth. He made a mental note to ask her how it tasted afterward, but just then launched a third volley that caromed off her chin and trickled down to her neck.

Kimmie's eyes opened as the fourth and last jet spurted from the magical eye of his dick, striking her upper and lower lips. He was already rubbing a stray glob into her chest as she took in what had actually happened to her.

"OH!" she gasped in awe of what she saw. "It's hotter than I thought it would be ... sticky too," and licking her lips she told Donnie that it had a kind of sweet taste to it.

He handed her a small mirror, and she looked at her face and laughed as she began rubbing the sperm into her face.

"How do you feel, Kimmie?"

"Oh ... I feel ... dirty."

"You are covered with my sperm, so that fits," He said.

She giggled and feeling somewhat more confident added, "I feel kinda sluttish too."

Donnie laughed and tapped her nose with the tip of his penis. "Take that my slut!"

They laughed, and she admitted that at some point she'd gotten very turned on.

"Did you cum, Kimmie?"

"No I didn't. But I had a very good feeling ... you know, down there."

Donnie nodded in understanding, and said, "I will honor your wanting to retain your virginity, but I would like to repay you for a lovely blowjob."

"Huh? What do you mean?" Kimmie said, obviously alarmed at what he'd said.

"Let me phrase if differently. Would you like another donation of facial cream?"

"Sure, but you just came."

"Allow me the pleasure of going down on you, returning the favor, so to speak. That will make me hard again and you can masturbate me to another ejaculation. How does that sound?"

"You promised you wouldn't ..."

"And I won't. I won't penetrate you vaginally. But I'll lick you to a nice cum that you'll remember for years."

"I don't know ..."

"I promise you I won't use my penis. I'll only use my mouth. I won't use my finger either. I swear to God."

"I don't think I could take it ... I'm already so hot for it," her eyes beseeched me not to pressure her further.

Donnie had an idea and broached it to her. "What if I licked your ass instead?"

"What?"

"I said what if I licked your ass instead? That would leave your virginity intact, right?"

"My ass?"

"Yes, haven't you heard of anal?"

"Yes, but that's another virginal orifice!"

"I'm not putting this in there!" he said, pointing to his semi-tumescent penis.

"I'm talking about going down on you back there. It's called rimming, and it's extremely pleasurable."

Her eyes told him he'd won her over. She stood up and nonchalantly wriggled out of her shorts, then peeled her panties off and stood nude before him.

"No penetration with that!" she said, pointing to Donnie's dangling participle.

His eyes darted from her smallish breasts to the soft, neatly trimmed light-rust triangle of curls tapering to a 'V' at her lower abdomen. She made absolutely no effort to hide anything from his view. On the contrary, he thought she kind of enjoyed showing her secret body parts off to him.

Donnie was intrigued with the fact that her cunt slit was quite obvious through the rust colored thatch of pubic hair.

"But you do want the rim job?" he inquired just to hear her say the yes word.

"Yes ..." She replied meekly.

"Keep one leg on the floor and put the other on the couch cushion; good, now rise up a bit, that's good right there. Lean forward so I can get my head on the couch and you can sort of sit on my face."

Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure."

"Like this? " She whispered in a childish voice.

"Yes, just like that," he responded.

Donnie loved her nakedness. His erection was already throbbing, wanting to slide into her someplace, but that was not going to happen unless Kimmie asked him too.

Follow Follow for more actionHe leaned slightly forward, his chest scraping Kimmie's hip. "You have the loveliest ass, Kimmie, absolutely perfect!"

"You're not just saying that?"

"No, I mean it!" and to prove it, he placed his palms over each of the twin hemispheres and gently squeezed her pure white flesh.

"Well that certainly FEELS good!" she purred, relaxing for the first time.

He laughed and leaned a little further in order to plant a kiss on the upper left buttock while sensuously running his fingernails all over Kimmie's ass.

Kimmie hissed loudly, between her teeth. "Oh, that feels nice!"

Donnie noted the goosebumps rising along the alabaster surface.

"I'm warming you up," he laughed, running the tips of his fingers in a straight line inside the crack of Kimmie's buttocks, all the way down to the anal region. For the moment, however, he remained away from her asshole.

Anal foreplay with some of his previous conquests had taught Donnie to go slowly back there as it was the key to extracting every ounce of sexual excitement and rendering a victim willing rather than reluctant when he did pounce.
Kimmie's breathing became more labored as Donnie played tunes along the inside of her ass crack. "I hope you're not too modest," he whispered, I'm going to get intimate with you back there in a moment.

Kimmie remained mute, and he moved in for the kill, using thumbs mostly, he pried apart the two cheeks, exposing the pink, round anal button for the first time.

"I've never felt so exposed," Kimmie said, feeling his eyes on her most private area.

"Relax," Donnie whispered."

"I don't feel right, you know? I mean, your face is so close to me."

"Okay then," Donnie said, "lay down on the carpet. Kimmie lay face down on the carpet and waited for his next command. She was perpendicular to the couch, her head almost touching its base. Donnie got into a semi-crouch--like a catcher in a baseball game--over her backside, and then slowly brought his knees down on each side of her ribs.

"Open those legs, Kimmie!"

She quickly complied, baring the length of her rusty pubic hairs just over the top of her cunt to him from behind. In doing so, her cuntal lips parted stickily, exposing the soft pinkness of her slit. Her vaginal entrance was quite moist, providing ample evidence that the anticipation of her anal involvement with him was a real turn-on for her.

"Raise your ass up!"

Kimmie obliged once more, poking the hemispheres upward, providing a prominent display of smooth, white flesh.

Donnie caught the compliant Kimmie completely off guard when he smacked her right cheek with his hand.

'SMACK!'

Kimmie screamed out, "OUCH! That hurt!" and reflexively lowered her abdomen until it was once again flush with the floor. Immediately, a red blush appeared where the hand had met her flesh.

"It's supposed to," he told her, knowing full well that the straddling position over Kimmie's back prevented her from easily escaping any further blows.

"Get that ass back up there!"

Without a word of protest, Kimmie presented her tail bone once more, knowing that he was about to deliver another slap. She was right--this time Donnie walloped the other unmarked globe, rippling the surface of the ass all the way to the top of her thigh.

"AHHHHHH!" Kimmie screamed, but, quite surprisingly, kept her backside in its upturned state, an apparent indication that she was not opposed to receiving more of the same. Donnie's fingerprints were clearly marked on the soft, smooth skin of Kimmie's ass.

He looked down at the reddened buttocks and waited for a few moments, studying the buns and the condition he had put on them, allowing the pain and the tingling to subside.

"How does your ass feel?" he asked.

"It's tingling all over!" Kimmie blurted.

"But it feels kind of good, doesn't it?"

Kimmie gulped. "Y-yes, sort of," she replied.

"Do you want some more?"

He could almost see her mind racing as she sifted through a host of responses to the question. She could suggest, politely, that she had had enough. She could tell him to go on and risk the consequences of more pain and, perhaps, humiliation. After all, she was getting spanked on her bare bottom by a man, her legs spread wide, exposing even the inside of her virginal sex.

Finally, she answered the question with one of her own. "Will it hurt very much?"

"A little," he replied in a soft, honest tone. "It's supposed to."

As he replied, Donnie began scratching the surface of Kimmie's dimpled cheeks with his fingernails, exciting the flesh beneath. Kimmie shivered at the touch.

"I--I thought you were going to do something else. You said you were going to ..."

'SMACK!'

Donnie waited, Kimmie didn't speak for a long moment, and then she said, "It--it's okay. I don't mind it so much, not really."

He hadn't anticipated that Kimmie would enjoy the spanking--at least not at this early stage. It occurred to him that perhaps there was a lot more to the girl than he had given her credit for. She had come to him with an idiotic request--seeking his sperm to clear her acne riven face, and here he was, spanking her ass.

Without replying to her, Donnie dug his fingers into the opulent flesh of each cheek, opening the crack once more, exposing the pink button which he regarded as his eventual target. This was but the "warm-up" to the coup de gras to come.

"I like the way your skin ripples when I spank it." He whispered to her, leaving the cheeks spread for a moment longer as he continued to visually examine the exposed anal region. When he allowed the cheeks bounce back into place, Donnie knew that Kimmie was about to receive a bit more than she had bargained for and raised a hand over his shoulder before swatting her, lighting a fire on the exposed flesh as it struck with a vengeance.

"OUCHIE!" Kimmie yelped as the searing pain bit into her backside. "I'm a bad girl, but not THAT bad!"

"I'll decide how bad you are," Donnie replied, for the first time breathing hard. Still, he didn't want her to break away and end the session and so he resorted to the pleasurable aspect of treatment and began massaging Kimmie's reddened globes by slowly kneading his fingers into their pliant but firm flesh as one might handle putty or clay.

Kimmie actually began to purr as he continued the massage along the backs of Kimmie's delicately textured thighs.

Donnie kept the massage going for several minutes, without speaking, working the entire buttocks and the tops of her legs with a smooth precision.

"Now THAT'S better!" Kimmie squealed happily, apparently having forgotten or forgiven the hard slaps recently applied to her lovely ass.

Purposely, he allowed the massaging fingers to curl around Kimmie's lower ass cheeks for the briefest of seconds gradually opening the cleft there to expose her pink rosebud.

In time, Kimmie's breathing became more labored; his kneading fingers gave her a sexual glow she hadn't had earlier. Almost imperceptibly, Donnie moved ever closer, placing his hands between her tightly closed legs.

With almost no urging on his part, Kimmie's legs parted.

"You really have quite an athletic body, Kimmie."

"Ummm," she murmured in reply.

"Actually you're quite beautiful," he added, abandoning the legs in their half-parted state and returning his manipulations to the reddened ass cheeks. Kimmie's position allowed a few of the curls of the back of her pussy to peek out from between the 'V' of her legs.

He alternated between massaging Kimmie's buttocks and lightly scratching the flesh with his fingernails, causing Kimmie to begin moaning once more. The moans were his signal that his plan was working.

Donnie's hands moved subtlety to the insides of her thighs. It was time to go for broke.

He ran the index fingers of each hand along the sides of her exposed pussy lips, pressing softly into the pouting flesh. Kimmie moaned again. The fingers continued moving--into her cuntal crack, slowly parting the labia and obscenely exposing the very moist vaginal entrance and the engorged clitoral hood.

It was a dangerous move to be sure, for Kimmie placed a high value on her virginity, and Donnie had given his word to leave her intact. Yet here she was, seemingly transfixed, her modesty a thing of the past.

He sent two into the pink divide, easing them right into the naturally lubricated cuntal opening.

Kimmie gasped out loud as she felt the fingers enter her.

"It's like a lake!" Donnie exclaimed, moving his fingers back and forth inside Kimmie's canal. The slurping sound that they both heard was ample evidence that Kimmie was past the point of no return. Her moans were now loud and prolonged.

He withdrew the glistening fingers and brought them to his mouth. Kimmie watched incredulously as he greedily sucked the cum-laden digits, tasting her pungent juices on his tongue. When he took the fingers from his mouth, He looked back down at the twin spheres beneath me and croaked, "Open that ass for me!"

Kimmie unhesitatingly offered her upturned cheeks to him.

"Higher!" He said sternly, and the poor girl arched her back even more, raising her abdomen well off the carpet, poking her ass out smartly.

"That's my bad girl," Donnie said soothingly.

"Are you going to spank me some more?"

"Yes, but I want you to reach back and open yourself first."

Donnie knew that he was in complete control of Kimmie even as he felt her hands working between her legs and coming to rest on still glowing ass cheeks. Boldly, Kimmie pried her own flesh apart, exposing the tiny button.

He pounced on her immediately, giving her no time to call the mission off. His face was planted inside her parted buns and a moment later his mouth was against her pliant flesh licking then kissing the crinkly rosebud. Kimmie screamed out, as if a jolt of lightning had struck her; and he worked his tongue into the puckered opening.

Almost as soon as he'd begun, Donnie straightened up and ordered Kimmie to move her hands away from her ass. As soon as she complied, he drove a hard slap onto the exposed flesh. Kimmie cried out in pain. He laughed silently and pried the lower ass cheeks apart once more, drove his face between her splayed globes, and sent his tongue into the nether portal again.

The time Kimmie's moan was longer and louder; and her toes were beating against the carpet.

He lingered longer at the opening this time, rimming the rosebud to his heart's delight. Reluctantly, he straightened up again and drove several more stinging spanks upon the completely reddened ass, causing Kimmie to emit shrill cries of pain and pleasure.

Donnie continued to alternate the spankings and the lickings, increasing the length of his rimming each time, and increasing the number of hard, cracking slaps with each new round. Kimmie was now beside herself, making animalistic sounds from deep inside her throat, breathing tremulously. It was obvious when her dam broke. Donnie saw the clear cum squirting out of her, puddling on the carpet between her widely spread legs as the orgasm took control of her entire spasming body.

"Yes! Yes! Yes!" she cried, straightening her legs out and shaking them violently as a few more streams of cum spewed out of her pussy.

He know there had to be a smug look on his face, for he was full of satisfaction at having both kept his word and yet having stolen her virginity in a way in which he was certain Kimmie had never imagined.

There was now a look of sexual want on Kimmie's cum smeared face, and Donnie knew she would never, ever forget this moment.

He glanced down at himself, saw the throbbing erection that now ached for release, and called Kimmie's attention to it, saying, "It's time to suck me again."

And having successfully removed every inhibition Kimmie may have had in the last few minutes, she did exactly that.

When it was over, they both stood up, naked and sweating, and embraced, breast to breast. Kimmie looked at him, red-faced, and satisfied. But there was still a look of sexual desire written across her face. She planted her buttocks on the couch, then raised her feet off the floor and brought those, as well, to the cushion. The effect was to utterly expose her sex.

She looked down between her own spread legs to the still solid member between Donnie's legs. "You can fuck me if you want too. I want you to have my cherry, not some Johnny-come-lately with a ring and a proposal.

She paused and gave me a pleading look. "So ... can you do me?"

Donnie couldn't recall hearing a woman ask for it like that before.

"Yes, Kimmie, I'd be proud to fuck you properly. But since I need some time to recuperate, would you mind terribly if I went down on that lovely pussy first?" With hands on her knees, he looked up at her face and smiled at her, then lowered his own face into her waiting lap.

Donnie's hands slithered from her knees to her smooth thighs as he inhaled her arousal. He stuck his tongue out and ran it up her slit a few times, picking up the pungent juices that were collecting there. Kimmie wriggled a bit and let out a soft moan, which only served to encourage him. Pulling her to the edge of the bed, he focused his tonguing on her clit and slipped a finger into her, found her hymen and backed away then reentered. Her pussy was slick and wet, fitting snugly around his finger as he pumped it in and out in the limited space available to him without threatening breaking her hymen. With his other hand, he was spreading her lips away from her engorged clit as he lapped at it.

Kimmie was reserved at first, but the more he worked on her pussy, the louder she got. She was also squirming like crazy, pushing her ass up off the couch while running her fingers through his hair and squeezing her tits.

Donnie tried sucking her clit and Kimmie about went through the roof, so he added that to his repertoire. He didn't try slipping another finger into her, because she was so snug, but it didn't really appear as though she would be missing out on anything. As he was sliding one finger in and out, he alternated between licking and sucking her clit.

Kimmie, using her feet on the floor for leverage was thrusting her hips upward at his face while holding the back of his head, Finally, with her ass up off the bed, Kimmie tensed and let out a loud cry and collapsed back onto the sheets. She shuddered a couple of times as Donnie continued to lick and finger her, and then she was still.

Donnie gazed down at his work. His saliva and her juices covered most of her mons. There was a string of semen between her breasts that ran down to her navel. But most of all there was an air of satisfaction about her. And despite her request, he had not taken her virginity.

In the back of his mind, Donnie knew she would tell the other divers and perhaps the female swimmer as well of what they had done.

He was not wrong in this. The girls who had put Kimmie up to asking for the cum facial were aghast that she'd requested it of him; and when in two weeks time Kimmie's blotches miraculously cleared up, the girls put him up on a pedestal not unlike that of a rock star.

They were all flirting with him during and after practice and especially on the subsequent road trips, so much so that the coaches made it a point to tell Donnie if he was found to be involved with any members of the girls swim or diving team--and they underlined any--he was off the team.

Apparently the coaches had told the girls essentially the same thing: Kimmie made a point of stopping by Donnie's house one night and tearfully told him she couldn't see him again. He wished her well, and told her there were no hard feelings on his part and gave her a farewell kiss and a pat on the ass that had her wanting to tear her clothing off. But he kissed her chastely and sent her on her way after complimenting her smooth facial features.

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