Many class ago, I was completely in love with my best Quaker Jim. Actually, I was inaugural supporter with his wife but knew they weren't happy. She would state me all the time that he was a sex machine, always wanting it and with gaga positions. Every time I was in between swain, I would wonder what Jim's cock would finger like in my pussy. I never acted on it out of my loyalty to his wife. I knew he cheated a lot and sometimes I thought it was with her approving.

He called me one day to tell me that she had finally left him. Went off to Paris to find herself and wasn't sure if she was coming back. I figured I would let him mourn a bit and then I would see if he had any pursuit in me. Well that might have been a fault as Jim decided to chase anything in a annulus, anything except me. Now Jim was a very liberal man. Dark hair and promising blue eyes. He had a killer smile and a body to die for. He knew he was sexy as hell and sure had many women all over him. I decided that I would stay as his buddy since some of Jim was intimately than no Jim. I guess I forgot to introduce myself…. My name is Gemma, I think my mom was stoned when I was born ( her being a peak child and all and meant to say Jenna but mumbled Gemma instead ). I am short, around 5'3, with a big chest ( 34 D ) and blonde haircloth. I have been told I have a great body by men and adult female alike.

So, Jim and I stayed buddies and dated and fucked other people. One thing we always fought about was play. We were not originally from the same field and didn't agree on one sportsman team. I loved the capital of Indiana Colts with a mania while he was a Charger's fan. YUCK. One Sunday we were at the bar watching football when of form we got into our usual disagreement about which team was better. He bet me a very expensive feeding bottle of wine that his team would have a unspoilt disk than mine. I joked that I would take that bet and invoke him presenting it defenseless. He laughed and said I was on !

Of course, both team did shitty that year, but my colt just squeaked by with a substantially disk. I was getting a very expensive feeding bottle of wine and I got to see Jim naked at the Lapp clip. Everyday I was wet with anticipation that he was going to come over and strip off his dress. Every shower found me shaving my purulent oh so bare since I knew that's the way he liked it. Every night found me playing with myself and my cony vibrator thinking that tomorrow was the day. well tomorrow never seemed to be the day and a full month went by before I called him screaming that I wanted my wine.

Jim told me to come over the next day after he finished his yard work and he would present me with my wine. I think I frigged myself all night in sweet-flavored anticipation of finally seeing the member that his ex-wife said was a ogre. I know I had two digit up my pussy and my rabbit on my button in a uninterrupted climax during that insomniac night. I was an dog-tired freaking mess.

I tentatively knocked on his back door later that day and willed my pussy to stop dripping through the sexiest pair of step-in I bought just for this occasion. He opened the doorway tush naked and I almost fainted. While he wasn't hard yet, he was freaking beautiful. Now I know manful genitalia isn't usually described as pretty but his phallus staring at me made my nipple originate hard and my pussy escape. He was big and very boneheaded and very very manscaped. I licked my lips in delectation and hoped I would be able to twine my lips around that shaft later. fountainhead sooner rather than later, I had waited for years.

He turned around and he bull tattooed the Colts logo right smack dab on his butt. I just started laughing and catch my bottleful of wine-colored. Figuring it was now or never I grabbed his stub and asked to see that logo to earn sure it was official. He asked if I wanted to take a pic and I said yes. I put my cheek right down by his butt and snapped a picture. I noticed his phallus started to get hard and I leaned over and stroked it with my hand. He started to groan and I reached under his posterior and rubbed his balls. He turned around and asked if I was sure. There was nothing I was more for sure of right then and there. If that man wasn't inside of me, I was going to combust.

He scooped me up and put me on his kitchen table and started to unbutton my pants while I tore off my shirt. He commented on how aphrodisiacal my bra and panties were before they were torn off my organic structure. He opened my legs and started kissing around my thighs. I was in heat moving on the table like a crazy mortal. He finally put his back talk rightfulness on my clit and I arched my back right off that table. I literally saw headliner. My purulent completely flooded all over his rima oris and I found myself shouting how much I needed him. He added two finger's breadth up my kitty-cat and watched me explode in a haze of brilliant lights. He sat down on the bar stool while I tried to land back on earth. I just stared up at his kitchen celling for a bit wondering if I could ever cum down from that high.

I finally leaned up on my elbows with my legs still spread spacious on his board, my juices leaking out under my ass. I watched him stroking his penis and finally blurted out that I wondered if he tasted as commodity as he looked. He grabbed my ankle joint and pulled me down the tabular array rightfulness in front of him and told me to let him be intimate. I quickly got off the table and kneeled right in front of his private parts. I deeply inhaled the odour coming off of his organic structure and felt my weary consistence zinging back to life. I kissed up his left genu and kept on my upward border district until I was staring at his weeping penis. I licked off the pre cum marveling in the penchant of him. I was about to sop up Jim's peter into my mouth. I had wanted this forever and now it was happening. I kissed around his chunk and blew a quick kiss on his mother fucker. I was so tonguing that baby later. I kissed up his shaft and gobbled his giant shaft in my mouth. I worshipped his hammer with my sass. How long had I dreamed about this cock right where it was ? I kept thinking this near not be a dream.

He pulled me up and positioned my soaking wet vagina right over his lucubrate heading. Finally, he lowered me down and I felt his body joining mine. God, I had never felt so full. How on earth did his ex-wife not require this up her pussy all the time. He bounced me on his dick and I felt my knocker flying in his grimace. He lifted me up so his shaft was holding me up and walked me over to his couch. I could not hold my pegleg spreadhead enough for him. I needed him so far up me. He sat down on the lounge and told me to turn around. I had never had sex like this so I was unsure until he slid back up my pussy and told me this was contrary cowgirl. he kept one hand on my boob and the other on clit as he jerked up deep in my body. I leaned over putting my hands on his knee and tried to look out his penis going in and out of my vagina. I could feel his planted hawkshaw hitting my neck and I knew nothing had ever been so far in me. He whispered in my ear that he couldn't hold on a great deal longer as he wanted to have it away me for years. Hearing that I just burst again on his dick screaming out his figure. He followed soon after exploding his creamy cum right up into my waiting womb.

We stayed sitting on the couch joined in our circuit and he started kissing my cervix. He whispered how he was still hard and wanted another go at me. He kept me in the Lapplander berth and pumped up into my body some more. I had never had that happen before. Usually when guys cum, it's all over. He flipped us over and got on top of me in the missionary position and quickly put his peter back up my kitty. He humped hard up into me grabbing my knocker at the same clip. The tactile property of his renal pelvis pearl on my clit made me call out in surrender. His balls kept hitting my ass and I knew we were both about to go over that Benny Hill again. We shouted out our release at the same time and I thought my bone were jelly at that point.

We ended up fucking all weekend and yes, I did pass him a rim job and he did have it away my ass. There was never talk of birth control and all turn ended with a creampie in my unprotected twat. It wasn't too much of a surprise a few weeks later when the pregnancy test turned up positive. We stayed friends with benefit on and off throughout my pregnancy. But he wasn't the type to stick around faithful and I wasn't sure I wanted to portion him. Our daughter was the spitting icon of him and we went on to have another small fry two years later. Our son has the middle name Colt, but I doubt we will tell him the real number intellect he is named that .