Kim Fields 90s Novels & Stories

It’s light tinted the sand in a silver sheen, and cloaked the world in a backdrop of deep, radiant blue. The only bits of color came from the crackling fire and from Kimberly’s sheer dress. It was a vibrant crimson, with a neckline that exposed the tops of her small breasts. She’d plastered herself to Ryker’s side the moment we appeared, all but hissing at me as I passed. Everyone noticed, but only Jude felt the need to say something. He cut his eyes towards my cousin and spat, “Why don’t you cock a leg and piss on him, Kim? Fucking pathetic.”

She purred like a cat in her English accent, looking all seductive and needy. I looked at her disbelievingly and shook my head. Kim has worked at the Golden Rose Hotel for more than 5 years. Fun, stylish, and a party animal, that is how you describe Kim only when you get to know her; otherwise, she is usually bitchy to people who don't pass her 'friendship test.’ She and I got along with each other a few months after I got employed here and successfully passed her 'friendship test'. "Kim please, stop. Please call Nick." I requested her and looked away.

Kim said and both of them stopped. "Now, anything to say?" Kim asked Allen and he suddenly remembered why he called them. "Oh yeah. Guess what?" "What?" his two friends asked. "Guess!" Allen insisted. "The hell dude? We don't have any clue. Unless you find someone that can be your sub in your live stream?" Kim asked, irritated. "No, but!" "Just get straight to the point Allien." "Shut the fuck up. Well, remember that guy I told you that I've saved in Lexington?"

ISABELLA ****TEN YEARS LATER**** I get why people prefer their kids in school for a long time. So they can have a peace of mind. Like the way I was before my kids driver brings them back from school. Kim and Kyrie walked into the house bickering about only God knows what. Kim is twelve now and Kyrie is Nine years old. Kai isn't back from school yet. He's eighteen now. I sigh. They both looked at me before rushing towards me. "Mom, Kyrie called a kid fat, she was body shaming" Kim said.

CHAPTER THIRTY Kim and her friend Jennifer strolled through the upscale shopping district, enjoying the warm sun on their skin and the sound of birds chirping in the trees. Kim was dressed in a stunning yellow sundress, her hair tied up in a loose bun, and her feet clad in strappy sandals. She looked like a ray of sunshine, and Jennifer couldn't help but feel a pang of jealousy. As they window-shopped, a sleek, black Rolls-Royce Phantom pulled up to the curb, drawing a crowd of onlookers. Kim's eyes widened as a live band emerged from the car, setting up their instruments on the sidewalk.

Kim Jae seemed to get his energy back. *Chibi = small child Kim Jae ran back towards the five annoying bandits. He jumped into the air, throwing a circular kick right into the tall man's face. The tall bandit lost his balance because of Kim Jae's kick earlier. It just so happened that Kim Jae was wearing those high-soled sneakers. So, just one kick was enough to knock the bandit to the ground. Remember, even though Kim Jae is more than 40 years old, the way he dresses is like a young man in his 20s.

Kim smiled at me and said, "I love the taste of pussy but I love my pussy stuffed with your cock." I was lying on my back when Kim sat up in bed and swung a leg over my hips and straddled me. She reached down and held my cock in line with her pussy before she sat down filling her pussy with my cock. Kim started riding my cock like she was riding a bucking bronco. Kim placed her hands on my chest and ground her pussy into my pubic area forcing my cock deep inside her. Kim rode me for the better part of a half an hour before I realized that I wasn't far from cumming. I warned Kim and she said she was waiting for me. Soon she was screaming her orgasm and I groaned as my cock emptied into her al

CHAPTER 189: KIM'S NOWHERE TO BE FOUND DAMIEN: The hall was loud with music, laughter, and champagne glasses clinking. Everyone looked like they were having the time of their lives. But me? My mind wasn’t in it. Kim had stepped out twenty minutes ago, saying she was going to the restroom, but she hadn’t come back. At first, I thought maybe she ran into someone she knew or got caught up in small talk. But twenty minutes? Nah. That didn’t sit right with me. I tried to shake it off, but my gut wouldn’t calm down.

The air hummed with a quiet, almost reverential atmosphere, broken only by the hushed tones of drivers dropping off their precious cargo and the occasional giggle escaping from within the hallowed halls. A sleek, obsidian black jeep purred to a halt before the grand entrance. Kimberly good y down from the car, a slight smile on her face as she did. She held aloft a gleaming, silver lunch box – not your average cartoon-themed container, but a bespoke creation by a renowned silversmith, rumored to cost more than a used car.

Kimberly bit her lip in frustration, her eyes blazing as she watched them leave. "You think you can get away from me that easily? You’re dreaming, Zen," Kimberly thought to herself, her grip tightening on the iron maiden pendant she had pulled from under her clothes. Her gaze burned with a mix of determination and obsession. "I’ve waited for years—years—to find you. Now that I have, no way am I letting you slip away again."