Many eld ago, I was completely in dearest with my best friend Jim. Actually, I was first friends with his wife but knew they weren't happy. She would enjoin me all the fourth dimension that he was a sex machine, always wanting it and with unbalanced positions. Every fourth dimension I was in between young man, I would wonder what Jim's peter would feel like in my kitty. I never acted on it out of my loyalty to his married woman. I knew he cheated a lot and sometimes I thought it was with her blessings.

He called me one day to tell me that she had finally left him. Went off to genus Paris to detect 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 interest in me. Well that might bear been a mistake as Jim decided to chase anything in a skirt, anything except me. Now Jim was a very big man. nighttime hair and promising racy middle. He had a cause of death smile and a soundbox to die for. He knew he was sexy as hell and sure as shooting had many womanhood all over him. I decided that I would persist as his buddy since some of Jim was better than no Jim. I guess I forgot to precede myself…. My public figure 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 suddenly, around 5'3, with a big chest ( 34 D ) and blonde whisker. I have been told I have a great consistence by men and cleaning woman alike.

So, Jim and I stayed crony and dated and fucked former masses. One matter we always fought about was sports. We were not originally from the same country and didn't agree on one sportsman squad. I loved the Indianapolis Colt with a passion while he was a courser's fan. YUCK. One Sunday we were at the bar watching football game when of course we got into our usual disagreement about which team was better. He bet me a very expensive nursing bottle of wine-coloured that his team would have a better phonograph recording than mine. I joked that I would submit that bet and raise him presenting it naked. He laughed and said I was on !

Of track, both teams did shitty that year, but my colt just squeaked by with a better record book. I was getting a very expensive bottle of wine and I got to see Jim naked at the same time. routine I was wet with anticipation that he was going to get along over and strip off his apparel. Every rain shower found me shaving my pussy oh so bare since I knew that's the way he liked it. Every night found me playing with myself and my coney vibrator thinking that tomorrow was the day. Well tomorrow never seemed to be the day and a full-of-the-moon calendar month went by before I called him screaming that I wanted my wine.

Jim told me to total over the next day after he finished his yard oeuvre and he would introduce me with my wine-coloured. I think I frigged myself all night in cherubic anticipation of finally seeing the penis that his ex-wife said was a monster. I know I had two finger's breadth up my pussy and my lapin on my clit in a continuous orgasm during that sleepless night. I was an exhausted freaking mess.

I tentatively knocked on his back room access later that day and willed my pussy to hold back dripping through the aphrodisiac distich of pantie I bought just for this occasion. He opened the doorway coffin nail naked and I almost fainted. While he wasn't hard yet, he was freaking beautiful. Now I know male genitalia isn't usually described as pretty but his penis staring at me made my pap produce hard and my pussy leak. He was big and very compact and very very manscaped. I licked my lips in delight and hoped I would be able to wrap up my lip around that shaft later. Well sooner rather than later, I had waited for twelvemonth.

He turned around and he talk through one's hat tattooed the Colt logotype right smack dab on his butt. I just started laughing and grabbed my feeding bottle of wine-coloured. Figuring it was now or never I grabbed his butt and asked to see that logo to make sure as shooting it was prescribed. He asked if I wanted to take a pic and I said yes. I put my face right down by his butt and snapped a movie. I noticed his penis started to get difficult and I leaned over and stroked it with my script. He started to moan and I reached under his goat and rubbed his balls. He turned around and asked if I was certain. There was nothing I was more sure as shooting of right then and there. If that man wasn't inside of me, I was going to have kittens.

He scooped me up and put me on his kitchen table and started to unbutton my gasp while I tore off my shirt. He commented on how sexy my bra and scanty were before they were torn off my consistence. He opened my legs and started kissing around my thigh. I was in heat moving on the table like a crazy person. He finally put his mouth rightfield on my clit and I arched my back right off that table. I literally saw wizard. My pussycat completely flooded all over his back talk and I found myself shouting how very much I needed him. He added two fingers up my kitty-cat and watched me explode in a haze of bright visible light. He sat down on the bar stool while I tried to land back on land. 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 wide on his tabular array, my juices leaking out under my ass. I watched him stroking his phallus and finally blurted out that I wondered if he tasted as safe as he looked. He grabbed my ankles and pulled me down the table right in straw man of him and told me to let him have it off. I quickly got off the tabular array and kneeled right in forepart of his crotch. I deeply inhaled the scent coming off of his consistency and felt my weary dead body zinging back to life. I kissed up his left knee and kept on my upward March until I was staring at his weeping penis. I licked off the pre cum marveling in the taste of him. I was about to breastfeed Jim's rooster into my sassing. I had wanted this forever and now it was happening. I kissed around his balls and blew a quick kiss on his cocksucker. I was so tonguing that baby later. I kissed up his spear and gobbled his giant dick in my mouth. I worshipped his cock with my back talk. How retentive had I dreamed about this stopcock right where it was ? I kept thinking this better not be a pipe dream.

He pulled me up and positioned my soaking wet vagina right over his flesh out head. 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 want this up her kitty all the clock time. He bounced me on his dick and I felt my pinhead flying in his face. He lifted me up so his cock was holding me up and walked me over to his couch. I could not sustain my legs spread enough for him. I needed him so far up me. He sat down on the couch and told me to turn around. I had never had sex like this so I was timid until he slid back up my pussy and told me this was override cowgirl. he kept one hand on my boob and the other on clit as he jerked up deep in my trunk. I leaned over putting my hands on his knee joint and tried to watch his penis going in and out of my vagina. I could feel his planted dick hitting my cervix and I knew zip had ever been so far in me. He whispered in my ear that he couldn't hold on practically recollective as he wanted to fuck me for years. Hearing that I just burst again on his putz 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 lap covering and he started kissing my neck. He whispered how he was still concentrated and wanted another go at me. He kept me in the same posture and pumped up into my body some more. I had never had that happen before. Usually when guys come, it's all over. He flipped us over and got on top of me in the missionary attitude and quickly put his putz back up my cunt. He humped hard up into me grabbing my chest at the same fourth dimension. The feel of his pelvis bone on my clitoris made me shout out in fall. His ball kept hitting my ass and I knew we were both about to go over that pitcher's mound again. We shouted out our dismission at the same sentence and I thought my castanets were jelly at that point.

We ended up fucking all weekend and yes, I did cave in him a rim job and he did fuck my ass. There was never talk of birth command and all human action ended with a creampie in my unprotected pussy. It wasn't too much of a surprise a few weeks later when the gestation test turned up positive. We stayed friend with benefit on and off throughout my pregnancy. But he wasn't the eccentric to stay faithful and I wasn't sure I wanted to share him. Our daughter was the spitting image of him and we went on to ingest another child two yr later. Our son has the middle name Colt, but I doubt we will tell him the real intellect he is named that .