KITTY KISSING By Candy Kane
The morning light came through the window waking me. I tried
desperately to hold on to the delicious wet dream I was having but it faded
quickly. It had seemed so real and I wanted to close my eyes and return to
its erotic embrace.
Had it really been a dream?
I was groggy as I drifted back to reality, lying naked, warm and cozy
under a thick comforter protecting me from the chill of my poorly heated
apartment. I strained to remember what had happened the night before.
There was the party--I recall drinking a lot and dancing endlessly. But
most of all I remember Kim.
Kim!
Instantly I felt her warm body spooned against me under the blanket.
Her soft breasts pressed into my back, her arm hugged my waist, and her
hand rested on my tummy. Sweet memories flooded my head as I realized it
wasn't all a dream. I stirred slightly and Kim did too, cooing like a dove
as she cuddled closer. Her leg felt like silk against the back of my thigh
and her breath tickled my neck.
"Mmmm, Paula," she said in a sleepy whisper, moving her hand to cup my
breast. Her touch caused an instant moist itch between my legs.
I covered her hand with mine. "Go back to sleep, angel. It's early."
She sighed and gently pinched my nipple.
I brought her hand to my lips, kissing her fingertips. Those same
wondrous fingers that had been inside me so many times last night still
held the scent of sweet sex. Then her hand relaxed, she sighed deeply, and
drifted back to sleep.
I laid in the soft glow of the autumn morning and the warm afterglow of
a night of passionate lovemaking. Gently placing her hand back on my
breast, I slipped mine between my legs. My fur was sticky and matted from
hours of what Kim called kitty kissing. The words made me smile. After
producing a raging river of girl-cum from one orgasm to the next, I
couldn't believe I was growing moist again from just feeling her next to
me. Last night, Kim and I took each other to heaven so many times I lost
count. Now I was blissfully content but apprehensive at the same time.
Had it been just one night of amazing sex or something much more
meaningful? I let my middle finger snuggle up between the folds of my pussy
as I thought back on how it started.
I'm a sophomore communications major at a small New England college and
share an off-campus apartment with another girl. I discovered in my early
teens that I was attracted to both guys and girls, and later came to
thoroughly enjoy straight sex and lez love. I started experimenting with
lesbianism in high school when the latest fad was for girls to make it with
other girls. I thought it was loads of fun, and after that first taste, I
definitely developed a craving for pussy. The most recent was last summer
with a girl who worked at a local video store. We would go to her
apartment after she got off from work, get stoned, watch porn, and wind up
fucking our brains out. Just like in high school, it was great fun and I
loved it. We had sex regularly for a couple of months until she lost her
job and had to move away.
Anyway, yesterday was Saturday, and this guy I'd been going out with
said there was a big party at his fraternity house. His name was Jimmy and
we'd gone out five or six times. I had let him fuck me twice but both
times I masturbated later to get off. Jimmy was a nice guy, just not very
exciting or sexually skilled.
I had hoped tonight would prove better as I dressed in my shortest mini,
the one with the slit up the side, and a tight spaghetti string top. It
never crossed my mind as I looked at myself in the mirror that it would be
another girl I wound up going home with that night.
Jimmy came by and we walked across campus to the party a few blocks
away. It was chilly and my mini did little to protect my ass and bare legs.
When we got there, the house was packed. Everyone was drinking and dancing
and having a wild time. I knew a lot of the students there--I shared
classes with many of them. It didn't take long before I was immersed in
the excitement of the flashing lights and loud driving music.
After about an hour of dancing and drinking, I was getting quite a buzz.
When Jimmy said he was going down into the basement to play pool with his
buddies, I said fine and just blended back into the mass of bodies on the
dance floor.
That's when I saw her.
The music was blaring and the strobes were flashing, and suddenly she
was there dancing with me.
"I'm Kim," she said, shouting in my ear.
I stopped breathing. She was beautiful--long black hair flowing in
waves down to her shoulders. Mysterious dark eyes that swallowed me, and a
smile that made my heart melt. Kim was dressed in extremely low-cut jeans
that showed off her flat tummy and belly button. She wore a short T-shirt
that was cut off just below her small breasts. When she held her arms up
while she danced she gave me quick peeks at her nipples.
I smiled back and leaned in, my mouth only inches from her ear. "I'm
Paula." I shouted, smelling the fresh fragrance of her hair and feeling her
body heat.
Kim placed her hands on my hips and suddenly our breasts were touching
as we moved in sync with the music. She closed her eyes and let her head
drift back showing me her beautiful neck. It was all I could do to keep my
mouth off it. Then she turned around and pushed her ass into me, reaching
back to pull my hips against her.
I wrapped my arms around her waist and buried my face in her hair. The
dance floor was packed and no one gave us a second glance--there were lots
of other girls dancing together, many openly making out or feeling each
other up. The guys loved it.
"You're so sexy," I said, my lips touching her ear.
She responded by grinding her ass harder into my crotch.
We pushed our bodies together as my hands roamed her tummy, slipping up
under her shirt and cupping her breasts. Kim reached back, running her
hand along the inside of my thigh before moving under my mini and rubbing
my already moist pussy through my panties.
My heart raced as she turned around. She brought her hand to her nose
smelling my scent. Then she grinned and rested her arms on my shoulders as
we continued dancing. "Are you with someone?"
I nodded reluctantly, lost in those dark eyes.
"Too bad," she said, leaning into my ear, letting me smell her fragrance
again.
Our hips were pressed together, her leg between my legs. She wiped her
crotch on my bare thigh and I felt moisture seeping through her jeans. I
was so aroused I became dizzy.
Suddenly the music stopped for a moment and I heard someone call her
name. She turned, waving to a group of people at the bar. Then she looked
back to me. "Maybe next time, Paula."
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