Kim

By Chris

Published on Apr 10, 2016

Highschool

Part 6- Kim's highschool dance.

(I should have continued with this story , but life happened. Lets hope i can write a chapter again for you that loved this. )

My white fortuner is parked in the most filled parking lot of the Hilton hotel, in Durban. K's hands in mine as we walk towards the vip parking area. We finished the bottle of wine when a clock in the dining room reminded us of leaving for the dance.

My love scans the parking lot professionally. Her childlike smile taking in the children and other elderly couples swinging past. Even though this is happening I am once again brought back in my mind to the days when Highschool happened for me In queensburgh, Durban. Werda. Afrikaans mixed with english. Students of all ages and races. That boy kk., now my fiance, made the days there bareable and It sure will be more bareable now that we are returning there.

I hold open the passenger side door and slowly he slides into the seat. The size of a fortuner outshines my fiance.

"What where you looking for, Kim?" I ask when i get into the drivers seat. As he adjusts the seatbelt, a small smile curves his lovely smooth pink lips. Delicous melodious voice of kay comes out of those lips. I love how he swops the accents between boy and girl.

"Hmm. Oh , i was admiring their differences. Only my parents are rich. I dont know what I am going to do with myself after highscool. " A small left handed manicured nail gently gets bitten and for a moment i imagine my cock shoved into his mouth.

I control myself as the early evening traffic takes us to queensburg. I take a moment to grab his right hand and hold it as we cruise along at 120 km/h.

"Did i not mention? i am well off. I think my last net worth ballooned at R12 million or so. I inveted a machine that can create unlimited energy with sand."

He frowns at me and pulls my hand to his heart, i feel the silk, breast and a calm rythm "I love fashion, beauty and investigating things. Maybe I can become a fashion editor or something."

"K, love. You have all of summer to decide. I think you and I should go travel all over south africa. Every hotel up to cape Town. Ill show you my house in Jeffreys bay when we get there. Of course you can have all the clothes and money you desire." I say matter of factly. I personally have never been one to stress about money. I mean, i have the latest samsung S7, samsung watch. Tech that is so advanced the no one could beat it. Yet i have been unhappy till Kay walked into my life.

He lets go of my hand and put his petite hand on my inner thigh, my cock throbbing gently to his own hearts rythm. He starts to massage my cock through my dress uniform. i feel horny as her second hand joins the quiet ministrations. I pull into the parking lot of the highschool just before I come instantly.

He bends down, silk softly shooshing and kissing my crotch like its his personal toy. Which Now that we are engaged. I think it is. A soft sigh escapes his lips and from the small clutch purse, of giovanni make, refresher of lipstick and a quick glance in the mirror at his makeup. I unfasten my own seatbelt and bend into his lap. For a moment i kiss his upper legs as well.

Just before 8, after we watched a parade of people entering the decorated entrence hall to our left, i guide my fiance into the hall way. Let me explain for a second how highschool works in our land. All kids wear uniforms and attend till matric. I guess Kay as a boy would have had the last three years of pain to live as a boy in this place. I guess. The last few days before the end of this year, must have dragged out for him. I glance down at his heels and feel over protective suddenly. I pull my right hand closer and Kim comes into me.

By the door an elderly woman, dressed in a floral printed chifon dress, ticks of names at the door. On the floor white flowers are strewn on the darkened carpet.

K tenses next to me and i squeeze his hand quietly.

"Good evening. Welcome to the final dance of the matrics of 2015. can you please tell me your name, young lady."

A deep intake of breath echoes to my right. Loud music almost drowns it out above his sigh.

"I am Kay Kenneth. " She says in the most sexiest voice ive heard her utter till this moment.

The woman, though of the old school looks kim up from her 5 inch heels, black stockings.The black sparkly prom dress have silver bodice over her breasts. Its heaving, and i am unsure if its in anticipation of a remark or anger.

"Oh, well. Welcome. Have a fun evening." She hands K a sticker, her hand slightly shaking and a broad smile eminates from my loves face.

"Thank you, Mrs Jenson. It has been a long time since ive seen you. I am chris de wet."

I observe her looking at me blankly for a period of time. I nod in satisfaction and we pass her. >From the door into the oversized hallway is circular tube. With decorations in soft blue and a light blue velvet colors. The music playing in the middle of the dance floor is leads to tables set up in a block around the centre. Kim grasps as all the people look at us.

It feel super real for a moment and all the beautiful girls stare at Kim. I am super grateful as we stop at the exit of the 'magical blue velvet lighted tunnel.'

I turn to kim and pull her close. 'You are the star of this night. No one here will ever let you feel dark and brooding ever again. You snagged me. Sexy and strong. The Power of our love is highlighted tonight. Be anyone you want to be. And after all of this. I am going to ravish you till you die of ecstasy in my arms.'

He looks up at me, eyelashes fluttering as tears form in them. The silver and black eyeliner highlighted by the light make them big and round. I lean down, biting the quivering lips. His hands snake around my neck and for a moment a soft sob eminates from him. Then i put him back down on his high heels. This moment feels so right. No sexuality entered into this passionate moment.

"Yes, you may keep me." he answers and we enter the room. The modern music and the scented room invites us to have a party like no other.

I would like to say the night was uneventfull. We danced, drank and generally just ignored all the people that questioned us. There was moments when girls asked how a "boy" can look better than them. I used my officers voice to correct my fiances gender in their eyes.

Throughout the night, wine flows into the new adults hands like money flowed into my life.

"I hate this place. When you left, i felt so alone. It feels good to have you here, my love."

SLightly tipsy we head home. Luckily it is less infecting mme than Kim. His lips slightly smeared from drinking so much. It was a slight relief to see him fall asleep on the drive home.

A silent vibration on my phones hands free kit lets me know that ive received a phone call from Jake at the parkview police station. I will see to it later. Absently i look at my love when we stop at the Hilton underground parking and notice a slight bulge in her dress. I gently massage it and it becomes stiffer.

I open her side and carry her into the hotel. Luckily, at 2 in the morning the night staff dont ask questions.

In his room i put him down on the white silk sheets. he wakes up and rises quietly like a gymnast.

By the door i close it and dim the lights to just barely visible.

"The whole night, chris. Ive had this wet feeling in my panties. Please can you fuck me now?" the seductive voice is lower than a females, but higher than a boys. Have you ever gotten turned on by just someones voice? That is how i felt at this moment.

I flick on some soft dancing music, Kim swaying her hips at me. For this moment, i will say she is a girl. The bulge sticking out between her legs grows as i approach. I turn her around, gently licking the left shoulder. It is exposed to the light and she shivers. My left hand drops to the front of her silk prom dress and i rub her penis. She moans as i bite her neck muscle. A moan escapes her lips.

"Oh my fucking god, just rip off this dress already. You penis is poking my silk bum" she swears in kays voice.

I drop to my knees behind her. A smile on the back as i lift up the dress. I bury my nose in her ass. My right hand slipping in between his legs, the tent of the penis almost as big as mine.

"i want to fuck you with this dress on, is that ok?" I as as my left finger slips into his ass. Its slippery and i assume the whole nights precum has accumulated there. Lifting the dress higher i slip my tongue next to his butt hole and lick quietly. She falls forward bent over on the bed. This sexy girl grinding he cock against my hand, butt in my face. I keep licking for a few more minutes.

She shivers in ecstasy, precum leaking unto my left hand still around her cock. I stand up slowly, unzipping my dress pants.

Her head turns to me, a lust full fuck me face, hair spread on the bed.

I pull out my oversize cock and gently rub it on the silk covered left butt cheek. Then the right.

"Fuck me now or im going to grab that cock and shove it inside myself." says kay, no pretense of a girls voice suddenly. Still grinding his own cock on the silk sheets , i gently push into him from behind. Small resistance and then.. Im fully inside. My breathing is fast, matching the boygirl on the bed.

Leaning forward, i gently massage the rigth exposed shoulder blade, pushing in deeper and deeper. Then out.

I fuck harder and harder, knowing his exposed cock . Freed from its prison, grinding against the silk of the bedsheets.

Twenty minutes of sheer fucking like that have him come twice.

Then as i hold my 6 inches inside of him. Flip him around, dress up around his waist, limp girly cock glistening, a look of sheer pleasure on his lips. I lift his stockinged feed above my shoulders and lean forward.

I come hard and deeply ramming his smooth but cheeks. Cum streaming out of me into him. Just as i sink my own love into him. his cock spasms and breathing hard beyond words.

Next: Chapter 7


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