Now, here we were. A freak of nature snowstorm forced our department to close other. The roads were horrible. masses in Georgia can not drive in ice and snowstorms. The Governor decided to let everyone go home early. In an effort to proceed hoi polloi safe, they had deputy sheriff come and pack people home. It just so happened, Jeremy and I lived three arcminute away from one another. Jeremy was five animal foot eight, maybe about two hundred pounds. He had the cute dimples. No, not cute, aphrodisiac. They were sexy. Jeremy was smooth. In the two years I have known him, I have never heard his voice variety, not even an musical octave. He had a police involved shooting and never lost his cool. He was what some adult female would deal"cute"but to me, he was handsome.
He was intriguing. He was different. I found myself thinking about him more and more. He made me skittish. He made me check myself in the mirror when he would sweep by. He made me make surely my makeup was done well before I would say"hello ”. I was skittish, I always get spooky the first clock time with a guy. My heart was racing. Yes, I wanted this to bump, but could I really go through with this ? Jeremy stood in front of me. He made it clear from the starting time what this was. I have worked with him for two years. We work for the same Sheriff's section. He is a deputy ; I work in brass. I was in a family relationship with another deputy, Jeremy was married with three minor. I was not the ‘ married guy'type of woman, but here I was. Here he was. He was in my house, in my sleeping room. He and I had been flirting for months. It started as a prank here and there, but now, it was no laughing matter. Here we were.
The whole way to my sign of the zodiac, he made little comments, until finally he asked me"Do you want to get together or not ?"My Einstein was screaming"NO ”. My affectionateness was screaming"NO ”. But my pussy was tearfully crying from the moment I sat in the passenger seat of his patrol car. I watched his arm as he drove, the veins popping out, the muscles defined. I imagined that arm, that mitt touching me. I kept looking out the window, trying to think about anything else. He made some small talk, hit me with his elbow playfully to get my attending. He didn't understand that I was aflutter. What if he didn't like my consistency ? What if he told everyone we fucked ? I was over thinking it. But I was flighty. I wanted to. I wanted to SO BAD. But, did I have it in me to be the charwoman that slept with a splice man ? Did I have it in me to throw caution to the wind and for once, relish the spontaneity. But here he was, in front of me.
The heat was blasting in my house. His uniform was on the aqua colored microfiber chair in the corner of my room. The hearth had been turned on just for this. My king size bed was empty behind where I was standing. Fresh Fieldcrest make Egyptian cotton wool sheets had been placed on the bed. Jeremy was in front me, his blue and white stripped boxer not hiding his dick. I was in front of him, boy shortstop and a tank car. I was a bigger fair sex. I believed I wore it well, but that was my opinion. I had curves, DD breasts and an ass that was like a pillow top mattress. He said he didn't caution about my size, but I couldn't avail but….be flighty. My sleeping accommodation windowpane blind were capable. The snowfall was pouring out-of-door.
Jeremy's wife didn't know he was off early. My lieutenant boyfriend didn't know I was sent domicile early, while he was on-call fighting the snowstorm and idiotic Georgia device driver. We had covered our bases. He was free until deep and I was free. I could, for one Nox, pretend he was all mine and delight everything he was about to do to me. I loved my deputy sheriff boyfriend, Michael. We had been together two years. But, Michael and I were not compatible sexually. He and I never did oral, anal and only missioner vaginal. I was enticed by Jeremy. I wanted him to do something to me that honestly I hadn't had done in years. He walked closer to me. He didn't touch me, he simply looked at me. My eyes averted his and I looked at the floor. He lifted my chin and made me look at him. He leaned in and kissed me. That mouth….. I had no thought how squeamish that mouth was until it touched me. He slipped his tongue into my oral fissure and I damn near melted. His tongue was balmy. I should have known, since his brim were soft too. I closed my eyes and could sample the oddment of the mouthwash he had just used. His hands cupped my neck. His custody were just as I imagined, soft, yet inviolable. I lost my nervousness for a moment and wrapped my limb around his neck opening. I was lost in his buss. Yes, it was wrong, but damn, this improper felt so right. I sat on the bed, his sassing still on mine. I reached for his shorts and tugged at them. He stood up as I pulled them down. His tool sprung out. I paused. I looked at his shaft, in my right hand. I kissed the position of it. I licked the tip. I licked under it, from the base to the pecker. I put his dick in my oral cavity and closed my eyes as I started sucking on it nice and dull. I didn't want to rush along. Jeremy pushed himself into my mouth more and more until he hit the backrest of my throat. My sassing was making the gagging audio, something that seemed to turn him on. His bridge player rested on my foreland as I sucked him off. I dropped down to my knee joint and started sucking faster. My oral fissure was dripping with spit. It was sloppy and messy, and I couldn't control the noise it was making. The spit dripped down on my manus, which I in return rubbed back on the gumshoe. Jeremy had his chief back, he wasn't making much disturbance, but the grip he had on my tomentum let me get it on he enjoyed it. I jacked him as I sucked him off. I hadn't given head in over two years, I was sucking his pecker like it was my finis meal. I loved how he tasted in my oral fissure. I loved using my mouth for his pleasure. I wanted him to cum deep in my throat, letting all of it spill into me as I swallowed.
Jeremy pulled me up, pushed me on the bed. I lay on my back, wiping the spit from my mouthpiece as he took my panties off. He brushed over my pussycat with his paw, feeling the upshot of my Brazilian wax. My pussycat was beyond wet. He commented how he has never met a woman who got this wet. He spread my lips open and fray my engorged button with his pollex. It felt so good. My breathing was heavy as he teased me. Finally, I felt his tongue on my button. I moaned, staring at the ceiling as he licked my pussy like an ice cream cone. He rubbed my pussy with his nose, his human face was covered in my cunt juice. I loved looking down and seeing his capitulum in between my legs. I rubbed his head, pushing it in my kitty more. I held on to the tabloid as he found the one spot that I couldn't resist. He gripped my pegleg, I couldn't move while he licked my kitty-cat. I came so loudly, begging him to cease. I think my begging turned him on more. He wouldn't stop, he kept going.
He sat up, I pulled him towards me, kissing him. I loved tasting myself on a man's tongue and Jeremy was no different. He eased his dick in my kitty. He was definitely bigger than Michael. I held on to him for just moment. He pushed inside me a little more. I was smashed, very tight. He started stroking in and out of me. His arms on either side of my brass. He had his eyes closed as he began picking up the yard. I told him to fuck me surd. He did just that. He pinned my legs back and found my G-spot. He rammed his dick inside me, beating the hoot out of my G-spot. I grabbed a pillow so I could sustain something to bite into. I was cumming so hard, firmly than I had in days. My pussy was spilling around his putz. It was Intense.
He flipped me over-and started fucking from the back. He grabbed my haircloth, making me arch my back as he fucked me. He smacked my ass and put his finger in my ass. The sensation of being double penetrated was causing me to induce my twenty-five percent orgasm. He grabbed onto the side of my shank, spreading my ass open as he dropped saliva in the cleft. The nastier he got, the wetter my pussy got. It started making the farting sound as he was fucking me. I couldn't aid but moan his figure over and over again. The same way I did when I would play with my pussy late at night, alone.

Just when I thought we were done and prepare for him to cum. He laid down and told me to get on top. I damn near froze. I hated riding. Mainly, I hated it because I was so self-conscious about my consistence. I climbed on top, I glanced out the window. I couldn't see shit ; it was snowing so hard. He eased his dick inside me. He told me to just enjoy. I sat back on his dick, it was a piffling uncomfortable at first base but once I moved a little to the left hand, a moan escaped my mouth. Jeremy grabbed my breast, squeezing them together, rubbing the nipples with his thumbs. My hands were on his chest as my hips moved around, dancing on his gumshoe. I had never been on top of man that enjoyable in my life. He grabbed my ass, squeezing it, it made me bedevil my head back in ecstasy. I dug into his chest of drawers. I felt my snatch prepare to sing again. I moved faster, my body was no tenacious under my control. I had to cum on top of him. He had managed to get me out of my comfort zone and I was loving it. He started thrusting his rose hip into me, meeting my rhythm.
He pushed me off, quickly getting in front man me. He was ready to cum. It was only right for me to let him pick out where he came, since I was on my fifth part or 6th climax at that point. He straddled himself over me, his dick pointing at my face. I moved my hair away and opened my lip as he was jacking his shaft. He moved closer. I closed my eyes. It was coming, I could tell. He was breathing grueling. His dick was touching my mouth. I closed my eyes tighter. He was jacking his dick so fast, it was shaking the bed. I kept my mouthpiece open. Then it happened. His cum sprang out like a outpouring. It hit my chin at beginning before pouring beautifully into my mouth. I didn't dare finish my mouth until he told me to. He grunted as the shoemaker's last drops came out. I wiped my chin before swallowing his semen in one gulp.
I walked in the bathroom, washed my faced and brushed my dentition while Jeremy collapsed on the bed. I looked at myself in the mirror. Even I noticed the radiance. I leaned on the bulwark in the lav, smiling. I had just been fucked so damn well, I wanted to co-sign for that Henry Ford II 250, blackened on disgraceful, thirty-five inch wheels with twenty-inch lip. I wanted to iron his uniform and altercate the ice from his car. I walked in the bedroom and climbed on the bed. Jeremy was out of breather, smiling. He told me he had been waiting a long time to do that. I was surprised. I had been so nervous and in the end, it was just what I needed. And best than I imagined.
An hour later, I peeked out the screen. The snow was still falling, there was no way he would be able to motor in it. He was stuck with me, for the time being. It was beautiful outside. Everything looked so pure and beautiful. Jeremy lay asleep in the bed. I watched him. His dick was wilted. I felt bad for what I did next, but I couldn't help myself. I climbed on the bed and took his dick in my mouth, sucking it back to life.
Three hours later, while he was fucking me for one shot three, I glanced out the windowpane. To my surprise, It was still snowing.
'' Thank you MotherFucking Nature '' I said to myself as I rode Jeremy 's dick .