Ever since I wrote a part in a variety special for Kim Kardashian, we have had a very enjoyable sexual relationship. She loved the way I wrote the part, which I designed for her incredible beauty but rather limited acting skills, and she really loved the way I ate her pussy and licked and fucked her big, beautiful ass when we weren't working on the show. I can't take any credit for doing anything special in bed; she is so hot and sexy almost any straight man would have done the same things with her, and many of them would have done them better than I.
Her name came up in a conversation I was having with Amelia and Daniel, two friends who are recent immigrants from the Middle East and have Anglicized their names. Kim has many ancestors from that part of the world, besides a few distant cousins who still live there, and my friends know some of the latter. I mentioned something to them about having written a part in a show for her and being friends. Since I do not kiss and tell, I said nothing about the carnal side of our relationship.
"Do you really know Kim Kardashian?" Amelia asked. "Both my husband and I think she is one of the most beautiful and sexiest women in the world."
"I know her quite well, and I fully agree with what you say about her beauty and sexiness. A while ago, I wrote some parts for her in a variety show, and she really appreciated them. If she happens to be in town, or I am near where she lives, we often have dinner together." What I said was true, but what I didn't mention was that we always have each other for dessert. There have even been times when we skipped the food and I ate her pussy and her ass and fuck her in the latter, or sometimes both if her visit is overnight.
"Do you think we could join you some time?" Daniel asked. "We're big fans of hers, and would be very pleased to meet her in person."
"Yeah. Sure. Why not?" I answered.
What I didn't even think about was that my friends might be mostly interested in Kim because of a reputation she has for being sexually open, especially if they had seen the sex tapes she made. Before I left my friends' apartment, I had agreed to try arranging a meeting between them and Kim the next time she contacted me about coming to town. I kissed Amelia good-night at the door, on her cheek, and shook Daniel's hand, and returned to my own home.
Two weeks later, I received an email from Kim. "I'm going to be in your town next week, and I really hope we will be able to get together like we usually do," she wrote. "I miss your tongue and your cock and what they do for my pussy and, especially, my ass."
I smiled when I read it, thinking about what those fabulous places can do for my tongue and cock. "I'd love to get together with you," I responded. "I have some friends I would like you to meet too. They are from the Middle East and know some of your relatives there. After we leave their place, we can come back to my house and take a shower together. You already know what I want to do after we finish the shower, and I know you want it too. XOXOXO"
Kim is very family oriented, and I believed she would want to meet some people who knew some of her relatives she hadn't seen for a long time, if ever. Sure enough, her response was what I expected. It meant we would get together with Amelia and Daniel at their place, where she would be able to learn about her family's activities, followed by returning to my house for a night of the kind of hot sex we both like so much, followed by more of the same in the morning.
When I met Kim at the airport, we greeted each other with a tight embrace and a long kiss, with our tongues also renewing their acquaintance. I was aware of looks of envy from other men there, because she is such a beauty. Except for our tongues, our greeting was circumspect, although I had to struggle to keep my hands from fondling her truly gorgeous ass. Later, I reminded myself, I will have my tongue in that outstanding example of posterior pulchritude, followed by my cock.
I considered calling Amelia and Daniel and telling them Kim was not feeling well and suggesting we get together the next day, but I don't like to tell fibs like that, and I'm not very good at it anyhow. Besides that, Kim really did want to meet them and catch up on the news about her relatives, and had no problem in delaying our frolicking in bed for a few hours. Being the good sport that I am, I went along with it. I lead a very active sex life, so I wasn't really horny; I was just looking forward to something extremely enjoyable that I hadn't done for a long time.
The visit started out to be an extremely cordial one. I was quite surprised to see how my friends both greeted Kim, with warm hugs and long kisses on the lips. I had greeted her the same way at the airport, but I thought of that as being something of a prelude to the sexual fun we would be having later. When we all sat in their family room, Kim was in the middle of the sofa, with Amelia and Daniel on either side of her, sitting close together and seeming to take an extreme interest in every word she said. Not only did they have their arms around her back, either of them had a hand on one of Kim's bare thighs and, as I watched, both hands disappeared under their visitor's short skirt.
I didn't pay attention to what was being said about Kim's relatives, nor did I contribute very much to the conversation of the three people on the sofa. I didn't know any of the people involved, and I was more preoccupied with the thoughts of what Kim and I would be doing after we left and went to my place. I was surprised, therefore, when Amelia got up, crossed the room to where I was sitting in a big easy chair and sat on my lap. As soon as she snuggled herself against me, her arms were around my neck and her lips were pressed against mine, with her tongue seeking entrance to my mouth.
I had always thought of her as a friend, rather than a lady friend, but my mind changed then and there. Seconds after her sitting on my lap, our tongues were greeting one another as if they were old chums. Almost as a reflex, my hand started fondling her very shapely breast, and I was surprised to discover she was not wearing a bra. I took this fact and her open sexual overtures as an invitation, so my fingers unbuttoned her blouse and I reached inside to fondle a pair of treasures that had been hidden from me until that night.
"Just a minute," Amelia drew her lips and tongue away from mine to say, and she finished removing that garment. "Is that better?" she asked, with a lewd smile on her face.
It was much better. My friend has a very pretty face, with dark hair and eyes and a clear complexion of unblemished light brown skin. I had been kissing her there, and enjoying it immensely but, after she bared her breasts, I started to pay more attention to them. She has a very nice figure, not as hot as that of Kim Kardashian, who may be the sexiest woman in the world, but quite nice by any standard. Amelia invited my attentions to her breasts by cupping a hand under either of the lovely twins to present them to my mouth.
Before accepting that invitation, I glanced past her to see how her husband was reacting to what she and I were doing. Apparently, Daniel had no objections, to it, because he was doing with Kim much the same as I was starting to do with his wife. He had already removed her skirt, besides taking off her blouse, and both garments were draped over the arm of the sofa. Somewhat relieved, I started licking the nipple of one of the lovely breasts being offered to me, and was somewhat surprised when I discovered the dark brown nipple was already so erect I could feel the tiny ridges and the pebbly texture of the areola.
I had just started licking the second of the precious twins when I heard Daniel make a suggestion. "This is great," he started by saying, and I silently agreed with him. "But let's take a shower before we all get into bed together."
Later I learned the couple had been swingers for a long time, although I was never involved until that night, and they always liked to start their sessions by everybody showering together. I was all for the idea, and I often do the same thing. For one thing, it's more fun when everybody is clean but, when I am with Kim, I like to carefully wash her ass before starting to lick her there. She was in favor of the shower too, for the same reason, I hoped, so we all headed for the master bedroom to wash ourselves and each other before starting our coupling on the bed. On the way there, I swallowed the Viagra pill I had expected to take later, washing it down with the last of the coffee I had been drinking.
Apparently the house had been built with the intended kind of activity in mind, because the shower we would be using was extra-large, and accommodated all of us with no crowding. There were four shower heads, mounted high on the walls, besides hoses with shower heads mounted lower. Daniel turned all the showers on at once, and we finished undressing each other while waiting for the water to reach the desired temperature. The lower hoses were not spraying but, from the way they jerked when the water started to flow, it was apparent they could be turned on individually as needed.
By then, Kim was wearing only her panties, which were quickly removed by Daniel, and she began stripping the clothing from him. Amelia and I busied ourselves with each other's attire and, by the time everybody was naked, the water was exactly warm enough. Really looking forward to our evening's carnal escapades, everybody entered the roomy shower.
