A Grim Mistake (2 page)

“Alright then…let’s see…okay, I’ve got it.”

“Now, hold that number in your mind. Concentrate with every ounce of will on that number and only that number. Close your eyes if it would help.”

Grimm smiled slyly, “Miss, I said your number would be revealed, I didn’t say I would be the one to reveal it. Besides, Miss, I am much too much of an old-fashioned gentleman to be so bold.”

“What do you mean?”

Turning to Kaori, Grimm addressed her, “Would you be so kind miss as to look down your blouse and see what, if anything is there.”

“Hey! What kind of crack is that?”

“My pardons, Miss, I meant no disrespect” Grimm cajoled, “I suspect you have acquired a rather permanent marking on your breasts. Here, I’ll turn my back while you check.”

Emilie approached Kaori and, leaning in close, pulled the satiny material away from the girl’s chest. Nestled within were two fist-sized breasts sporting the palest pink nipples she’d ever seen. Across her breasts, an obviously permanent tattoo showed the letters six-six-six in large gothic letters stretching from one nipple, across the valley of her chest, and ending at the other nipple.

“Way fucking cool!” Emilie shouted, as she pulled Stephanie closer to look at their friend’s newly decorated breasts.

“Not fucking cool!” Kaori objected, then stammered to a stop, “…okay, maybe a little fucking cool. How’d you do that?” She asked turning a quizzical eye on the tall man.

Grimm turned back to face the women. “A magician never reveals his secrets. It’s the code, I’m afraid.

“But, my eyes were closed,” Stephanie interjected, “how do I know you three didn’t cook this up just to put one over on me.”

“Come on Steph! Do you see either me or Kaori getting in on this? Besides, your eyes were only shut for like three seconds. No way could he’ve done that in such a short time.”

“Alright, counselor.” Stephanie agreed reluctantly, “I’m sure you’re right. Okay, Grimm, pretty good trick, but I’m still not sold.”

Stephanie and Emilie burst out laughing, as Grimm turned red. The few spectators strolling by suddenly turned to stare at the beautiful Asian’s tits poking out firm and high from her chest.

“What?” Kaori asked confused.

Emilie couldn’t stop laughing so she just pointed at Kaori’s chest. Kaori looked down to see her apple sized breasts standing at full attention, her nipples erect and stiff in the cool breeze, and her skin perfectly smooth and flawless without a mark on them.

“Huynh? Where’d they go?” She grabbed her left tit and moved it aside as if searching for the marks. The crowd grew thicker as she continued to stare at her bare boobs.

“Kaori!,” Stephanie interjected, “don’t you think you’ve exposed yourself enough?”

“Oh? Oh, okay…Americans! Sheesh!” Lowering her shirt the crowd gathered around, mostly guys, and broke into applause. Whether for Grimm’s disappearing tattoo trick or in appreciation for Kaori’s impromptu display was hard to tell.

Denny Brice, watching from a distance, also appreciated the little doll’s charms and made a mental note to follow up with that one later. Tonight, however, his attention was all on Emilie Saucier of the incredible ass.

Grimm began circling the three young women. His eyes roamed up and down their bodies as he laid his hand upon each girl’s shoulder in passing.

“Now, if you would please,” he requested, “as modestly as possible please examine your, um, um… ‘privates,’” Grimm blushed furiously, “and see if everything is as it should be.”

“Fuck you mean ‘check our privates’?” Kaori objected, as Emilie and Steph started to voice their own objections.

“I simply mean, Miss, that things might not be as you left them. There is something…different…about each of you”

Kaori’s hand went to her crotch over her slinky skintight shorts giving herself a quick rub. “Huh?” Kaori grunted in surprise as her friends just stared at her.

Quickly the Asian girl pulled the waistband of the elastic fabric away from her tanned stomach and shoved her left hand down cupping her pussy, clearly running her fingers around her hidden mound.

“Where the fuck is it?” She glared at Grimm her hand still searching in her shorts.

“Where’s what?” Emilie and Stephanie interjected in unison astonished by their friends self-groping as the crowd drew nearer entranced by the girl’s display.

“My stud!” Kaori loudly yelped.

“What stud?” Emilie asked.

“I had a piercing…you know…on my yoo-hoo…you know…through my ‘little pearl’…damn thing’s gone!” Turning to Grimm she grabbed him by the lapel of his tuxedo jacket, “What’d you do with it, Mister?”

“I’m afraid, Little Miss,” Grimm pried the little Asian’s tiny hands off his jacket, brushing the wrinkles out, “that is a question the young lady beside you could answer as well as I,” indicating Stephanie.

“Why look at me?” Stephanie objected, “I don’t know what you did with it? Now do I?”

“I believe, Madame,” Grimm suggested, “if you were to…um…check, you might be able to provide an answer.”

“Me?” Stephanie queried, “Well, I’ll just…” and, running her hand down her sundress causing the sheer fabric to fold tightly against her crotch she lightly caressed her pussy.

“Oh!” Stephanie exclaimed, “Oh!” Her right hand continued to rub her cunny as her left sought out Emilie’s shoulder for support as her knees nearly buckled. “It’s in me!”

The gathered throng broke into boisterous applause at the cleverness of the trick as well as the resulting erotic display as Stephanie’s rubbing caused her to shudder with pleasure.

“Okay! Okay!” Emilie shouted, grabbing her two friends by their arms, “I’ve seen enough magic tricks. This is getting out of hand.”

“But, Steph,” Kaori protested, pulling her arm away and turning to confront, “I want it back.”

Grimm merely smiled sadly at the three women and waved his arms majestically. Immediately a massive puff of smoke obscured the lanky magician sending the crowd into a fit of coughing and waving of arms.

When the smoke cleared away, the man and his accoutrements were gone, leaving a blank space in the throng.

“What the hell?” Kaori huffed twisting and turning to see if she could spot Grimm waving smoke away from her face. Emilie and Stephanie looked around as well. Grimm had disappeared.

“Let’s get out of here,” Emilie suggested as the milling crowd began to dissolve. Pulling her friends along the girls continued down the pier mulling over the recent events.

“But…but what about my stud?” Kaori repeated, “Do you know how painful it was to get that damn thing? Now I’m going to have to get another one.”

“Why don’t you just leave it off?” Stephanie suggested wryly.

“Leave it off? Are you out of your mind?” Kaori protested, “Wait until you get home and start playing with the damn thing, then you’ll see why I need it. You ain’t had an O until you had one with the little stud plucking your strings.”

“Doesn’t seem like such a big deal to me,” Stephanie replied.

“No, huh?” Kaori rejoined, grabbing Stephanie by the wrist and pulling her toward the public restrooms, “you just come with me and you’ll see…you’ll see.”

Emilie trailed along as the headstrong Asian forced the statuesque brunette through the milling tourists and into the relative privacy of the refresher. The restrooms were empty except for a young girl in her teens applying a fresh layer of eyeliner as the trio entered Stephanie’s wrist still trapped firmly in Kaori’s tight grip, Emilie following with an amused expression on her face.

“In here,” Kaori commanded, opening a stall door and wedging the buxom woman in beside her. Stephanie put up only token resistance to Kaori’s instructions beginning to be eager to see what the little minx had in mind.

“Wait,” Emilie cautioned, “we can’t all fit in there.” The girl with the eyeliner glanced around at the trio’s noisy entrance, rolling her eyes in disgust.

“Sorry, E,” Kaori apologized, “wait out there or, better yet, go for a walk.”

“But I want to see.”

“Pervert,” Stephanie condemned playfully as she leaned against the wall, her hips brushing against Kaori’s ass as the Asian girl turned to lock the stall door.

“Hunh!” Emilie complained, pounding on the Formica door in frustration, “you two. I hate you.”

“Quiet.” Kaori whispered, turning to Stephanie, “now, missy, let me show you the little guy can do.” With that Kaori placed her left hand on Stephanie’s hip and slowly slid it around to cup her generous ass through the silky material of her sundress.

Stephanie stood solidly resolute, determined to disappoint Kaori’s object lesson. No matter what the Asian vixen had in mind, she wouldn’t give her the pleasure of being right.

Kaori’s began kneading with soft strokes the curvaceous globe, sliding her fingers further down Stephanie’s leg sending trickles of pleasure coursing through her thighs. Suddenly Kaori’s right hand was on her other thigh inching upward toward her crotch.

Stephanie grit her teeth as Kaori’s small hand cupped her mound through the dress, forming around her labia.

“Wow,” Kaori said wistfully, “you’re so warm.” Her fingers began massaging the folds of skin covering Stephanie’s vagina, drawing them together and apart. Stephanie closed her eyes and moaned into her throat.

“What?” Emilie queried from outside trying to peak through the crack in the door, “what was that?”

“Nothing,” Kaori replied, “just be quiet now.” Returning to Stephanie, she looked up to see the tall woman’s eyes clenched together. “I haven’t even started yet and you’re already about to cum,” she teased.

“Not on your life, bitch.” Stephanie resisted. Kaori grinned evilly as her fingers pried open Stephanie’s labia and dipped between her nether lips rubbing the fabric caressingly across the slick folds causing them to grow moist.

Stephanie’s hands flew to Kaori’s shoulders as the girl’s fingers drug across the tender lips sending shivers running through her. Her breath came faster.

Kaori’s hand dipped lower. Her index finger parting Stephanie’s labia until her thumb rested at the crest of the woman’s cunny. “Now you die,” the little Asian warned menacingly.