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Kim's Journey Ch. 02

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That first experience I had with Mark and Corey introduced me a night of firsts. Even though I did not have intercourse, it was my first exposure to a real threesome and it was most certainly the most erotic and passionate thing I had ever experienced up to that point. I didn't manage to get much sleep that night what with Mark's semi erect cock pressed against my thigh and Corey's breasts pressed against my other side. I spent most of the rest of the night and early morning hours wondering what would be said between the three of us. Would they have remorse over what happened? Would Corey be furious with me once she was sober, knowing I had sucked Mark's cock? Worst yet, would she tell my mother! I had a million things going through my young mind and most of the scenarios in my head did not end well.

I guess I did dose off a time two because I was asleep when I heard the baby crying. Being stuck in the middle of Mark and Corey, I was planning my strategy on how to get out of bed without waking them when Corey woke up. She jumped out of bed and grabbed her robe. When she saw that I was getting out of bed too, she just said she would go get the baby and change him if I would go warm a bottle of milk. I was pretty relieved so far. At least she didn't go berserk on me. She quickly left the bedroom to go get the baby and while I was looking for my T-shirt/nightgown, I couldn't help but steel once last long look at Mark's now almost erect beautiful cock. I had no idea if or when I would ever see it again.

I went to the kitchen and began heating a bottle. Just as it was almost ready, Corey came in with the baby. No one spoke for a few minutes and it was really uncomfortable in the sound of silence, so when I handed Corey the bottle, I asked if I could make her a pot of coffee. All I got in response was an "umm hmm". I didn't know if she was just preoccupied with tending to the baby or if she was formulating a plot to kill both me and her husband. Then with baby and bottle, she disappeared down the hallway back to the baby's room. I thought about throwing on my clothes and running and never looking back. Instead, I just took the opportunity to run to the restroom. Fortunately, upon Corey's instructions, I did bring clean underwear and a toothbrush. As I was brushing my teeth, I heard Corey walk back to the kitchen.

When I finished, I sheepishly went to the opening at the end of the hallway that went into the living room and kitchen, the same opening I had peered through the night before to watch Mark and Corey have drunken sex. Corey was fixing her cup of coffee when I asked if she would mind if I took a quick shower. "Of course not, sweetie, go right ahead. Towels are in the closet."

It was somewhat of a relief that at least she called me "sweetie". Or was that really just some term of endearment she was using to get me to let my guard down? I was just petrified wondering how all this was going to play out.

In the shower, under the influence of the warm water washing over my body, the worry on my mind gave way to reliving the night before. Unconsciously my hands found my breasts and pinched my nipples as I remembered how Corey's hands felt on them. Just as the vision in my head was turning to how it felt to have Mark's man sized cock in my mouth, the bathroom door opened and Corey stepped in. I was a little taken aback that she came it, not even crossing my mind the night before we obliterated any personal boundaries we might have had.

Corey began brushing her teeth. I was really through taking my shower, but lingered kind of expecting her to finish and leave. The bathtub was one of those old ones that had been converted to also be a shower with a sliding glass door on the side of the tub. Corey finished brushing her teeth and as I was watching through the shower doors, expecting her to leave when suddenly her robe fell to the floor. She turned and opening the shower door said, "I want in there before all of the hot water is gone."

I moved back to the open door and said I was just getting out anyway when she said, "Don't be silly, you can wash my back." And she stepped in. Then she went to step in front of me so she could wet her back and as she did, our bodies rubbed against each other causing me to catch my breath.

I took the soap and wash cloth in hand expecting her to turn her back to me once she was wet. Instead, she faced me, took my shoulders in her hands and said, "Kim listen to me. I can tell you are very uncomfortable about what happened last night. Don't be. Mark and I came home drunk. We got a little carried away with things, but no one got hurt and I do believe everyone, including you, Kim, had a wonderful time. Am I right?"

I pensively responded, "Yes".

"Good. Now listen, last night wasn't planned, and if anything like that ever happens again, it won't be planned then either, it will just be something that happens in the heat of passion. This doesn't change anything. Mark and I love each other. We both think you are adorable and we love having you babysit for us. I don't want that to change. Okay?"

Again I responded, "Yes."

"Good, now wash my back, please. We need to hurry before the baby is through with his bottle."

I can't begin to describe how relieved I was. The rest of the shower was uneventful. I washed her back and got out. She finished showering and by the time she got out I was dressed. The baby was still finishing his bottle so I took the opportunity to make my departure. Corey came out of the bathroom with her hair in a towel and told me she was going to get dressed. I told her I should head home and she walked across the living room to where I was, took my face in her hands just like she did last night and said, "You're such a sweet girl. I had a wonderful time last night." And kissed me softly, then I headed out the door.

One day that next week, I stopped by to ask Corey if they needed me to babysit that weekend. I was a little disappointed when she told me no but said they were having another couple over to their house and said the other couple were going to need a babysitter the following week as the woman's mother was having surgery and they were going to be out of town overnight. She told me their names were Maurice and Gail and they have a 6 year old daughter and two year old twin boys. They live in the next town over that is 12 miles away. Corey said she would drive me over to their house and Maurice and Gail would bring me home when they got back on Saturday. I called my mom to check with her about me being in another town overnight and of course, she was fine with it, so I told Corey I would come by that weekend and meet Maurice and Gail. She told me they would be there around 6 on Saturday as they were going to grill burgers and just hang out, have drinks and play games.

Saturday evening, I went out and looked down the street and saw a different car in the driveway so I knew they were there. I told my mom and stepdad I would be back later and went down to meet Maurice and Gail. No one answered the door when I knocked, but it was open so I went on in. The house was empty so I looked out the back door and they were on the patio. I was a little surprised to see that Maurice and Gail were black. There was not a single black family in the tiny town where we lived, so I had never really even been around a black person before. I stood there for a minute just kind of sizing them up. Maurice was a big man in his late 30's or early 40's. He stood about 6'2 and probably weighed about 250. He was wearing a tank top shirt that showed off his strong arms and Marine Corps tattoo. He had short cut hair with a few strands of grey showing. My first thought of him was frightening, but he was also handsome. Gail was also very tall. She had to be close to 6', slender body and very attractive. She looked younger than Maurice, maybe 30.

I gathered my courage and went out the back door. Upon seeing me, Corey immediately got up and came to me giving me a big hug and kiss on the lips, which kind of took me off guard for moment, then introduced me to Gail, who also gave me a hug, but no kiss, then to Maurice who just stuck out his mammoth hand. His hand engulfed my tiny hand. Then Mark, who had been standing by the grill, came over and gave me a hug and I think started to kiss me but in my embarrassment in front of strangers I turned my head so his kiss was on my cheek.

I took a seat by where Gail was sitting and she began thanking me for helping with their kids on such short notice. She told me her sister was watching them tonight but she worked shift work and would be unable to watch them the next week while they were out of town. We made small talk for a while and I answered questions about myself. Maurice didn't say much but Gail seemed very pleased that I would be watching their kids for them. Gail also mentioned her nephew Ricky sometimes watched the kids but that he had just graduated with a basketball scholarship to Tech and would be at a basketball summer camp and wouldn't make it back before they needed to leave, so my stepping in on short notice was greatly appreciated.

We visited for another half hour or so and they were ready to eat, so I told them I needed to go anyway and I said my goodbyes after we firmed up all of the instructions.

The following Friday, Corey took a long lunch and drove me over to Maurice and Gail's house. We got there as Maurice was putting their suitcases in the car. Their house was nice. It was a 3 bedroom brick house with a den in the back where the TV was and nice furniture. From what little bit I knew at that time about black people, they were not supposed to live in a home this nice. It's funny when you think about it, the misconceptions we hear and believe when we are kids, until we find out what we've been taught was all wrong.

Gail introduced me to their daughter and the twins, showed me around the house and went over instructions once again. Corey had to get back to work so she left. Once again she surprised me by kissing me on the mouth and telling me to call her if I needed anything at all and she would see me the next night when I would be babysitting for them again. I was suddenly very nervous when Corey left and I think Gail could sense that. She put her arm around me and did her best to make me feel at ease. She reached in her purse and handed me a $20 bill and told me it was fine if I just wanted to feed the kids pizza that night, just be sure they are all in bed by 8:00 and no later than 8:30.

Maurice said goodbye to the kids and said he was ready to go. As he walked by, he reached out to hug me and I felt him kiss the top of my head. I felt like he could crush me with his massive arms. The kids all kissed their mother goodbye then headed out the back door to play. Gail hugged me goodbye, then looked in my eyes and thanked me once again, then leaned down and kissed my lips. Her lips were so full and soft and sent an immediate quiver all through me. As she walked out the door she said, "Oh yeah, my nephew may stop by to check on you if it is not too late when he gets back from basketball camp."

For the rest of the afternoon, the kids played and we got to know each other. They went into the back yard for a while but it was a pretty hot summer day out so mostly they played in the house but were very good about not making a mess of things. Later I ordered pizza, fed the kids and they all got their baths. As scheduled, by 8:00, I had them ready for bed. They didn't put up too much of a fight, although one of the twins kept wanted me to read one more story and he finally dozed off about 8:30.

As soon as all the kids were asleep, I took the opportunity to take a bath so I could relax and watch TV for the rest of the evening. I had brought a robe with me and when I got out of the bath, I just slipped it on with nothing underneath. After checking all the doors for about the hundredth time, I was ready to settle in for the night. I went to the den and quickly flipped through the channels and didn't find anything that interested me, so I decided to see what movies they had in their video collection. I finally settled on something but when I went to insert it into the video player, there was already a tape in there so I hit the eject button. All the tape said was "Mark & Corey".

"Hmmm, this must be some home movies" I thought to myself. I pushed the video back in the slot and hit Play. At first it was just some video of the house, but then the screen went blank for a few seconds where the tape had been recorded over. When it came back into focus, I got the shock of my life. The man holding the camera was pointing it down, recording Gail with a very nice white cock in her mouth. The cameraman was standing and Gail was on her knees in front of him taking his large cock all the way down her throat as the man moaned with pleasure. I sat wide eyed watching Gail give this man a wonderful blowjob. You could hear other sounds in the background and slowly, the cameraman panned the camera up. Maurice and Gail's bed came into view and as the camera panned up, I could see Maurice laying on top of a white woman as he kissed her. When he slowly raised up to insert his cock into her, I realized it was Corey! From the angle they were in, couldn't get a look at his cock but I could see the pleasure on Corey's face as she held Maurice's head in her hands and stared into his eyes as he inserted into her.

About that time the cameraman, who I had now figured out was Mark, moved a couple of steps to the side so he had a better angle. As he did this, he panned back down to see Gail move with him and resume deep throating his cock. She slowly withdrew his cock from her mouth and began licking and sucking his balls. This brought another deep moan from Mark. It was about this time I realized I had my fingers buried in my wet pussy. I couldn't believe what I was seeing.

Mark moved the camera back up to the action on the bed and from this angle I could see the most gargantuan cock I had ever seen. It was as big as my arm! I could tell from her moans and body movements that Corey was in heaven with the massive cock slowly and rhythmically sliding in and out of her pussy, but even when he pushed in, there was still a good 4 or 5 inches of huge black cock that wasn't inside her yet to go along with who knows how much cock was inside!

I was engrossed on the scene before with one hand fingering my wet hole and the other pinching first one nipple then the other, when suddenly the doorbell rang! I jumped with a start and threw my robe back together and re-tied it. I quickly hit the stop button and turned the TV off. For what may have been the first time in my life, I used curse words that my pleasure had been so rudely interrupted. I tiptoed to the front door and peered out the curtain on the side window. The person outside saw the curtain move and said, "It's Ricky, I told my aunt I would come check on things." Without opening the door, I said, "Oh everything is fine. Thanks for checking." To which he replied, I need to use the phone, can you open the door?"

I nervously opened the door and stood behind it as he entered. When I got a look at him, I realized who it was.

"Oh my, you're Richard Williams! I didn't realize you were Gail's nephew." I exclaimed.

"Just Ricky, nobody calls me Richard."

Ricky was somewhat of a local celebrity. His senior year in high school, he had led an otherwise mediocre basketball team all the way to the state finals before they were defeated. He was a big deal in the newspapers and I had even seen him on the local news a time or two. He was about 6'6" and had earned a scholarship to Tech and now here he was walking past me to go to use the phone. I stood there nervously for a minute while Ricky made his call. When no one answered he seemed aggravated.

"Is everything okay?" I asked.

"I told them bastards I'd call when I got back to town. We were supposed to meet up and party tonight but they done left. Shit. I'm gonna have some of Uncle Maurice's rum." And he grabbed two glasses and starting putting ice in them. I just stood there nervously watching this huge black man, not knowing what to say. He filled the glasses and poured some coke in each one, then headed into the den where Maurice kept a small bar. He poured some rum into each glass and handed me one, then went over and sat down on the sofa. It all happened so fast I couldn't even get a clear thought into my head. I wasn't much of a drinker, but here I stood with a rum and coke in my hand. I had never been alone with a black person before and here I was with a local legend. Plus, I was still dripping wet from the video I had been watching. My head was spinning with everything that was going on.

"Well, are you gonna stand there all night or are you gonna sit down?"

I walked around the coffee table to sit on the other end of the sofa.

"Gail tells me you're from WD. I never met anyone from there. Do all the girls in WD look as good as you?"

I blushed.

"I'm Kim, by the way." And I leaned over to shake his hand. When I did I noticed his face kind of light up. I noticed the same thing I had noticed when I shook Maurice's hand. It was huge and dwarfed mine. I also noticed he held my hand much longer than a normal handshake and I know now that my robe must have gapped open a bit allowing him a quick look at my breasts, which still had erect nipples from the earlier stimulation they were receiving.

We started just chatting a bit about High School, him going off to Tech next month when summer was over and just stuff. He told me he wasn't dating anyone regularly and I told him I wasn't either. He finished his rum and coke and got up to fix another. He just grabbed my glass off the coffee table and fixed me another one too. When he sat back down, he kind of turned sideways on the sofa and put his right leg on the center cushion. He was wearing a pair of loose fitting gym shorts and from this angle, I couldn't help but notice an enormous cock just under the material of the left leg, almost to the opening. I tried not to stare but I'm sure he caught me looking. He just smiled.

Eventually, I started to loosen up a bit and enjoy his company. We laughed a lot and when he got up to fix a third drink, I was starting to feel it.

Besides his gym shorts, Ricky also had on a zip up sweatshirt. When he sat back down on the sofa he reached in the pocket of the sweatshirt and pulled out a baggie and some rolling papers. Now I wasn't a total puritan. I had been around when other people were smoking pot, but had never smoked any myself.

He rolled up a joint and lit it. When he handed it over to me, I didn't want him to think I was some naïve little girl, so I took it. The first puff had me coughing like crazy. Ricky scooted over and patted me on the back as he laughed. I practically downed the third rum and coke to try and make the coughing stop.

"You okay? That first hit is always a killer." Ricky said.

"Yes, I'll be fine." Then he got up and fixed another drink.

He sat back down, only this time right next to me so we could share the joint. We each took a couple of more hits before putting it out. My head was really starting to spin with the drinks and pot working on me. We talked and laughed for another fifteen minutes or so when he asked if I had ever had a "shotgun".

"What's that?" I asked

"Here, let me show you."

By now, I was kind of in a trance as I watched Ricky light the joint again.

"Now, I'm gonna turn this around and blow the smoke into your mouth. It makes a really good buzz."

I wasn't expecting what happened next, but Ricky put the lit end of the joint in his mouth and moved his mouth right up to mine. We were practically kissing, only there was a joint in the way. He blew the smoke into my mouth and my head was a fog.

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