Book XIV: Addendum: Enter: Kairi
Talk about life throwing one a curveball ...
Where do I even begin with this? Okay. It is safe to say that every semester I meet a few students whose passion for physics rivals my own. We talk, theorize, plan ... and usually by the end of the semester only one remains whose enthusiasm is still prevalent. Most of the time, though, they have fallen through the cracks as rushing, partying, and sex take a stranglehold on their academic careers. Oh, they still perform well in class, and they are bright as ever, it is just that where I was once their sole extracurricular activity, they have moved on to ones that they relegate more importance to. One semester's batch saw seven such students at the beginning, but by mid-semester there remained only Kairi.
Kairi is an exceptional young woman. She is intelligent, bold, outspoken, and never afraid to challenge a theory because she has the knowledge to create plausible scenarios to prove her points. Did I mention she was beautiful? She appears to be of mixed race, maybe Asian and Polynesian. I don't know, and it doesn't matter.
Kairi became my assistant, and has proven herself to be of great value to me. The more time I spend with her, however, the more I think I am falling in love with her. It's not just her physical beauty. She stimulates me intellectually.
So why add Kairi to this book? It has been almost a year since she and I first met, and a lot has happened since that time and the time I now take to make this notation. In short, I'm playing catch-up.
I often sent Kairi on errands for me, and yes, sometimes those errands saw her going to my off-campus house to retrieve one thing or another that I may have forgotten. I kept a spare key under a garden gnome, so she had free access to my house.
One particular afternoon, a day in which Ma decided to grace me with her presence, Kairi showed up. Well, I am getting ahead of myself here. Let me start over.
Ma called to tell me she was on her way. She told me that she would be staying the night, which was fine with me, because it meant that we could make love all night if we wished, and I wished very much so. I was at home upon her arrival as I had already finished my last lecture of the day. I took her out to eat, and upon our return home we showered together before moving to the bedroom.
We lay on the bed and kissed, then Ma moved into a sixty-nine and we took our time pleasing one another. Then we both turned as we heard a politely-placed, "A-hem."
Ma rolled over, pulling the comforter with her; I sat up, my erect penis standing out like the Leaning Tower of Pisa. I didn't try to cover myself. I think I was secretly hoping that Kairi would join us. Be that as it may, I said, "Kairi, what are you doing here?"
She held up a Manila envelope and said, "It's from the Nobel Foundation. You won."
"Let me see," I said, and she brought it to me.
Ma crawled and looked over my shoulder as I opened it, and sure enough I was being honored by the most highly acclaimed committee in the world. "That's wonderful," Ma said, then tilted my head back and kissed me on the lips.
"It is," Kairi said, and she sat on my lap—I could tell immediately she had no underwear on under her skirt as she slid across my cock with virtual ease—and kissed me flush on the lips for a solid ten seconds.
"Um, excuse me?" Ma said to her.
She smiled, said, "Hi, I'm Kairi," and stuck her hand out to Ma. Ma took it, then Kairi pulled her forward and planted a kiss on her as well.
"Wh—What—?" Ma managed, but nothing more, as
Kairi said, "This calls for a celebration." She pulled her blouse off, then her bra, then her skirt. She was only about five-two, but her body was so perfectly proportioned. She walked to the bed, pushed Ma onto her back, then gripped my cock as her mouth went between Ma's legs.
"Oh—Oh dear," Ma said, mildly shocked as Kairi began sucking her pistachio-sized clit. Then, as her breathing became labored, "Oh, Kairi, Oh, shit. Don't stop, baby. I'm almost there. I'm almost ... almost ...UNH," and she came. It wasn't a big one, but the smile on her face suggested it was satisfying nonetheless.
Kairi lifted her face from Ma's crotch and said to me, "I want to watch you fuck her."
I positioned myself in front of Ma and slowly inserted my cock into her well-lubricated pussy. As the familiar feel of her warmth and moistness washed over my swollen penis, I let out a mildly audible, "Ahhhh." Ma did the same.
"That's it. Nice and slow," Kairi said. She then looked over at Ma and said, "Would you like to taste my tiny pussy?" As she threw a leg over Ma's head, she said, "Look how beautiful it is. Don't you like it?"
Ma gently pulled Kairi's crotch down on her mouth, and I distinctly heard the young woman land with a "squish." I looked and saw that her pussy was already cum-soaked, and rivulets of her frothy, white cream ran down the corners of Ma's mouth even as strands of the sticky sweetness connected her pussy to Ma's face. Ma moaned loudly, then said, "My god! This tastes like pure sugar."
"Shhhhhhhh," Kairi said to her, then lifted Ma's mouth to her pussy once again. Ma's pussy was getting wetter by the second, and soon Kairi whispered, "Oh, ma'am. Ma'am, you're going to make me cum. My tiny pussy's going to cum in your mouth, ma'am." She then jerked like a chill had run its course throughout the entirety of her body just before letting out a deeply satisfying, "AAAAHHHHHHHHH!"
I noticed a splotch of cum plop from her pussy and said, "Oh, fuck, I'm gonna—"
