What to Expect
I recently wrote a tale of Cheryl Cole and Kimberley Walsh in a threesome whilst on holiday.
In writing, it was clear I was loving what I could do with Kimberley. This tale is written as a standalone piece, but with one woman only!
Back in London
It was now 2 months since I'd returned to the UK from my holiday in Majorca.
Wow, that holiday gave me a whole lot more than I ever bargained for. A nice time away with my wife, turned into a sexual feast with the hottest women in Girls Aloud.
My wife and I were no more. I think the fact she caught me having sex with Kimberley in her hot tub one night wasn't the best place I could have chosen for a cheating holiday shag!
I'm sure I went back to her Kimberley innocently that night. And I only went because Cheryl had come back to the UK early and she was left there alone. What is a man meant to do! She'd already blown my mind with blow jobs, hand jobs, and sex at every single angle!
I'm pretty sure when I walked into her room it was a matter of helping a drunk woman to bed. It wasn't my fault she decided to jump into the hot tub naked and begged me to join her!
Anyway, I was back in not so sunny UK and I had work in London on a very boring Wednesday. After a couple of meetings, and lunch in Covent Garden, it was time to get back to the train station and home.
As I walked through a busy West End, I walked past numerous theatres, and it wasn't too surprising to come across a theatre in which Kimberley Walsh was the leading star.
Here she was, her name up in lights, but I was more interested in looking at the larger than life posters of her scattered around the theatre everywhere with her beaming face, and that look! I did have a little laugh inside when I started thinking where the amazing lips had been on my body and then thinking how far her legs had been spread when I was firing my hot and warm juices into her.
When I bid a bond farewell to Kimberley a couple of months ago, there had been zero contact. She has a husband and kids, and it just wasn't possible or ever going to happen.
I did stop and thought happy thoughts for a couple of minutes. I got disturbed though because I could hear people getting a little excited. I learnt later, this was the early theatre stalkers, who were attending the show that night, and they were on the lookout for the stars getting to the theatre to get ready.
Knock me down, the woman who had blown my mind was no more than 10 feet in front of me. She had got out of her cab, she was smiling, and she had no issues in being the friendly superstar she is, to stop and sign some autographs.
I didn't know what to say, I simply smiled. Kimberley initially put her head down, maybe she didn't recognise me with my clothes on!
Kimberley shouted: "Hey, come over here you".
Seriously, she's just hollowed me, and she does remember.
I waited for the last person to receive a hug and autograph from Kimberley and then spoke.
"Hi, Kimberley, long time no see," I said.
Kimberley said, "Did you give me the wrong number when you left."
I do remember I might have changed the last couple of numbers, but I was in recovering mode with my wife and I never thought she would call me.
Kimberley added, "I've been trying to track you down for some time you know. I have needs you know."
It was funny hearing her say that and not giving a dam who heard her, but the way she said it wasn't jovial. I got a feeling she was a little bit pissed-off with me and wasn't happy I'd dodged her.
"I've been waiting here for you all the time", I jokingly said.
Kimberley smiled and said, "I'm on stage in 3 hours, do you have some time for me. I can show you what the back of a theatre looks like."
I wasn't sure if this was some sort of code. I certainly knew what I liked the back of, and certainly knew Kimberley was a big fan of me being behind her!
"OK, I'll give you 30 minutes", I said.
Kimberley said, "We know what you can do in that time, it should be fun."
We walked into the side door of the theatre, lots of very dark corridors, but we then came to a door. A big gold star on it and the name Kimberley Walsh's on it.
Kimberley said, "Obviously I'm not showing you the back of the theatre but come in here and you can apologise for pieing me off".
Let's be truthful, it was a miracle what happened in Majorca happened. As if, anything was going to be long term. This woman has someone who could have whoever she wanted. I knew I'd been a good shag when away, but there was no way I was thinking I would keep having sex with one of my dream women.
I replied, "You have a family, I thought what happens in Majorca, stays in Majorca."
Kimberley said, "What happened there, can stay there. But we can still make dreams here you know. I'm always out for work, I often have lots of free time to glam up, and I'm thirsty for cock. I'm thirsty for your cock right now!!!"
With that Kimberley came closer to me and started to touch my left hand gently and then started to look me right in the eyes and start kissing me.
Oh wow, those kisses hadn't changed, they were still mind-blowing. She simply has a way with those luscious lips to drive me wild.
I grabbed Kimberley tightly and got hold of her in a way that lifted her. I'd say I slammed her against the wall, but it wasn't like that. It was a lot more respectfully, even though all I wanted to do was rip her clothes off.
Kimberley said, "I hope you're getting hard for me. I want you inside me so, so much."
I loved the way she said it, and I was loving the fact she wanted me so much.
I had moved Kimberley to her dressing table and taken complete control of the situation. But, in saying that, I could feel her unbuckling my trousers and pulling my zip down.
It didn't take her long to put her hand inside my boxers.
Kimberley said, "You never disappoint, that's the big, long and hard cock I've been dreaming about."
I needed to speed up, Kimberley still had her little boots on, stockings, black skirt, and an animal print top on.
Kimberley was starting to stroke my cock with grip and vigour, she knew what she wanted.
"I want it to rock hard," said Kimberley.
"My pussy is aching cock," Kimberley added.
To my surprise, as my hands roamed up Kimberley's legs, I found she had pants on today. She never wore them once in Majorca!!!
Kimberley said, "Stick your fingers in my pussy, I'll take a finger blast, whilst I keep warming you up."
Was this woman getting nothing from her husband? I remember her being up for sex, but the tone and words she used sounded so desperate today.
I had no issues in moving her pants aside, so I could see her pussy looking up at me.