After I had blown Jim and let him give me his first ever facial, I told him that he should go because I needed to finish up some chores around my apartment. He had offered to help with them, but I told him it was okay and to go ahead and go. Mainly because after blowing him, I was horny and knew that I’d jump his bones if he stayed. Normally, that wouldn’t be a problem, but after all the sex I’d had with him this weekend, my pussy was still a little sore and needed a little more rest.
Once he’d left, I went into the kitchen and unloaded and reloaded the dishwasher. I started some laundry, vacuumed the living room. Typical housework. Then I went into the bathroom because I needed to clean it up too.
When I looked in the mirror, I noticed I still had a little of Jim’s cum in my hair! I giggled at the sight of it because I thought I had cleaned it all up. I guessed I’d need to wash my hair since the cum was mostly dry at this point. I don’t normally shower more than once a day at the most, but I needed to make an exception. I started my shower to get hot, and started to get undressed.
I lifted my shirt up and let my big boobs hang free. I hadn’t put a bra back on after I’d blown Jim, but it still felt good to let them loose. I went to take my pants off, but I felt my phone in my back pocket. I remembered the photo I had taken for Jim. Since he’d given me a facial for the very first time, I’d taken a selfie with his cum all over my face and said that I’d send it to him. I opened my picture gallery and selected the selfie.
Damn, it really did look hot. Jim had really plastered me. He always came a lot and I think he’d been really turned on this time. There had been cum from my chin all the way to my forehead. He got some on my nose and had shot my left eye to where I had to keep it closed. That’s how his cum had gotten in my hair. Looking at the photo was turning me on all over again. Badly. I knew I’d have to masterbate in the shower. Since my pussy was still tender, I went in my bedroom and got a small, water-proof vibrator and went back into the bathroom. I’d just have to use it on my clit alone, and not put it inside me. I slid my leggings and panties off and ran my fingers through my dark bush and got in the shower.
The warm water felt nice as I tilted my head back into the stream letting it wash the drying jizz out of my hair. I rubbed and pinched my nipples until they got hard. I like to play with my titties when I masterbate. After a few moments of nipple play, I turned on my little vibrator. It’s small but it’s got a pretty powerful punch. But I didn’t need that at the moment. I just used its lowest setting. I touched the vibrator to each of my nipples for second and felt a thrill go all the way down to my pussy.
I moved the vibrator down to my hairy pussy and gently put it on my clit. I let out a sigh as I felt the sensation. I slowly started making circular motions with the vibrator on my clit. Holding it in place with my left hand I used my right hand to bring right nipple up to my mouth. One of the perks of having big breasts that droop somewhat is that I can lick my own nipples anytime I feel like it. Doing this always added to my pleasure and would make me get off faster. If I want to make masterbation last, I don’t do that, but I urgently needed to get off.
I swirled my tongue around my nip and bit it gently and felt my orgasm getting closer. I dropped my tit out of my mouth and turned the vibrator to it’s second setting for a stronger sensation on my clit. I was breathing hard and really close to cumming after a couple of minutes. I had already been turned on from blowing Jim and then got even hornier looking at the selfie. I moved the wand faster around my clit and held my breath. Then I felt my orgasm start and grunted hard and I bent forward involuntarily as my orgasm spread out from my pussy. I could feel my pussy contract and get wetter. I took the vibrator away because I’d gotten too sensitive and put it on the little shelf in my shower next to my razor.
I smiled when I saw the razor and thought of how Jim had said that he liked my hairy pussy. And even better, he said that he thought hairy underarms were sexy. I still couldn’t believe it because I hated shaving. And to find out that this guy I’d been with all weekend not only didn’t mind me being hairy, that he actually liked it even, was like hitting the lottery or something. Feeling my armpits, there was definitely some hair growing in. Normally, this would be when I’d shave them, but not anymore. I washed my hair and then got out and dried off.
I put on pajama beylikdüzü escort pants and a tank top and went to move my laundry along. I sat on the couch and texted Jim.
Nikki: hey nerd. u ready for ur pic? dont wreck if ur driving.
Jim: I’m home, please send it. 🙂
I sent him the picture and waited for him to reply.
Jim: My god that is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. Thank you so much for doing that for me, and for taking a picture of it.
Nikki: ur welcome dork. one thing tho. next time u jerk off it better be to that pic. 😉
J: I don’t think that will be a problem haha.
We texted back and forth for the rest of the evening until I told him that I was about to go to bed.
N: night jimothy
J: G’night beautiful.
I loved how he always casually called me beautiful, or pretty, or gorgeous. Growing up, I never got called those things and he seemed to really mean them when he said them. I went and laid down in bed and texted my best friend, Ashanti.
Nikki: hey girl u up?
Ashanti: I’m about to crash. What’s up?
Nikki: i met a guy.
Ashanti: Nvm I’m totally awake now. Who’s this guy?
N: his name is jim and im pretty sure hes not an asshole.
A: lol good! After that last prick you dated, you need a guy that isn’t an asshole.
N: want to get lunch tomorrow? ill tell you about him.
A: Yes! Meet you at Sidewalk’s at 11?
N: yeah sounds good. night
The next morning, I took the bus over to a stop that was in walking distance of a small cafe Ashanti and I liked called The Sidewalk Cafe. It would be so nice to get my car back in a few days. I’m not bad mouthing public transportation, but having your own ride is just easier. I went into the cafe and saw Ashanti sitting at a table and she waved at me.
Ashanti is physically my opposite in a lot of ways. Where I’m a fat girl, she’s petite and trim. I’m pale skinned with tattoos, she’s a black girl with no tattoos or piercings. We both have black hair, but her eyes are dark brown, mine are huge and green. My chest was 38H, hers was a cute B cup. I was a few inches taller than her. My butt was probably at least twice as big as hers, but she had a pretty big booty for her small frame. We’d met about five years ago when we had both worked at the same crappy call-center job. The job sucked; long hours, almost no pay, but I had met Ashanti so it had been worth it in the long run.
She said “I ordered you an iced tea, now tell me about this man! I need to live vicariously through you since I haven’t been on a date since 1976.”
I laughed and said “we were both born in the 80s.”
She replied “it just seems that long, now spill!”
I told her about Jim. “He’s funny, and really sharp. A big nerd. He’s into comic books and video games, but also likes sports. Has a good job as a CPA. Lives in a pretty nice house too. I’ve been with him all weekend. Jim has treated me really well so far too.”
She said “he better, I’ll cut his balls off if he didn’t. What’s he look like?”
I replied “don’t cut his balls off, that’d put a damper on this newly formed relationship. He’s almost 6 foot, white guy, glasses, brown hair, has a few extra pounds.” I motioned toward myself and said “not that I’m judging there.”
She said eagerly “have you two had sex yet?”
Teasingly I said “maybe” with a grin.
Just then the server came over with my tea and we ordered our lunches.
I asked “where was I?”
She said impatiently “sex! Have you had sex yet!?”
I laughed and told her “yes. Really good sex too. I think I’ve gotten off about a dozen times since Friday night. But we’re not just having good sex, Jim is really sweet too.” I told her what he’d said about my eyes and about getting older.
She said “that is sweet, but tell me about the sex. I want to know everything. Make it salacious.”
I thought about it and told her about him winning me the Pikachu plush. “Friday night I blew him, then he ate me. Then he banged me doggystyle.”
Interrupting she asked “he any good at eating pussy?”
I smiled and said “oh yes. He’s really good. On Saturday morning we had sex again. Nice and slow, missionary. Then I had gotten in the shower and he came into the bathroom and we masterbated together. I let him cum on my tits. He cums like fountain every time too. Every time he gets off, he shoots gallons. It’s really hot.”
“Damn, it sounds like you’re getting what I need. What else?” She said.
“On Sunday morning, when he came over beylikdüzü eve gelen escort to pick me up, I answered the door wearing just my uniform apron. You should have seen his face, it was so cute. His eyes about fell out of his face. Anyway, I pulled him inside and I sat on his dick on the couch. Then I let him get off between my titties.” I told her.
I then told he about how we had gone to breakfast and then went to an antique store. And I told her about how he wanted to help with my car by finding comics to resell.
I told her next “after we found the comics and he told me that he should be able to resell them to make enough for my car getting fixed, I was thrilled. As a thank you, I blew him in his car before I had to go to work. Later Sunday night, he returned the favor by having me sit on his face. Luckily, I didn’t squash him. But on my god, I had the hardest orgasms of my life when he ate my pussy that way. I sat on his face for probably half an hour at least. He got off by fucking my girls again.”
“Hell I don’t blame him for that, even I like those big ole boobs” she replied with a giggle.
I laughed too and continued my story of Jim and I’s sexploits. “After that we had sex one more time that night. That time had felt more like actually ‘making love’ than sex though. It was slow, sensual and intimate. I loved it. Monday we took care of my car because he had sold all those comics and made enough from them. We ran errands most of the day. I took him with me to go bra shopping and we started to get frisky in the dressing room, but we got interrupted. When we went back to my place, I blew him instead of having sex because my pussy was still sore from the weekend. I let him cum on my face and he really liked that. And that’s all the sex we’ve had.”
“Damn girl. Sounds like you found a catch. Does he have any brothers or anything?” She asked.
“Actually, his best friend is single. His name is Brian and he helped him sell the comics for me. I haven’t met him yet, but I think I will this week. I’ll check him out for you. Sound good?” I asked.
Ashanti nodded and our orders were brought to our table. We continued to chat as we ate lunch. She dropped me off at my apartment afterward and right as I was walking in, I got a text from Jim.
Jim: Hey gorgeous, do you have plans tonight?
Nikki: nope. just had lunch with my friend. my schedule is wide open.
J: Do you want to come to a bar trivia night with me and Brian tonight? We go about once or twice a month. It’s pretty fun.
N: sure! i doubt ill be much help with trivia tho.
J: You might be surprised. I’ll pick you up at 7?
N: its a date.
I had done my makeup and changed into a sleeveless dark purple dress. I was wearing my jean jacket and Jim picked me up right at 7. We drove over to the bar and ordered appetizers and drinks. Jim paid a $20 entry fee for the game.
He explained “each team pays $20 to enter. Then the top three teams get to take home part of the winnings. Brian and I can usually make the top five teams and sometimes even win some money. Each team can have up to four players and you have 30 seconds to give each answer.”
Just then Brian walked up. They bumped knuckles, and Jim introduced us and Brian said “nice to meet you.” Brian was about as tall as Jim, blond with light eyes. And looked like he went to the gym a couple of times a week.
I said likewise, and the first round started. Surprisingly, I actually knew quite a few answers. Jim and Brian bickered like an old married couple over a few of our answers. It was really cute. And they were hilarious together. My stomach was aching a little from laughing so much by the end night. We made 3rd place so our team won $100. Brian explained that they don’t ever split the winnings, they always just pool any money they win. That way they can pay for other entries and drinks on other nights. That was fine by me, it’d had been a fun evening and I wanted to play again.
We all left together. We walked Brian to his car and he said “nice to meet you again Nikki. Love you bro.”
Jim replied “love you too man. Talk to you tomorrow.”
Walking back to Jim’s car, I asked “you two say I love you to each other? Most guys don’t say that to anyone but their partner. It’s nice.”
Jim shrugged and said “I could get hit by a drunk driver on the way home. And we want each other to know. Not enough guys get told that they’re loved. It’s sad.”
I said “I can’t agree more. I had a lot of fun tonight. Brian seems beylikdüzü masöz escort cool, I see why you’re friends.”
We got in his car and I held his hand while we drove back to my apartment. I asked Jim “if it’s okay, I want to set up Brian with my friend Ashanti. Does Brian have a type?”
He laughed and said “Brian would go out with any girl that’s willing I think. His type is ‘pulse’. He’s a good dude, but he can be a little over enthusiastic.”
I said “okay, I’ll warn her. I think he’d like Ashanti. She’s a cute petite black girl and a lot of fun.”
He said “sounds good, I’d like to go on some double dates.”
We got to my apartment and I led him right to my bedroom. We kissed and I shrugged out of my jean jacket. He lifted and squeezed my breasts through my dress and I put my arms around his neck to kiss him again. He moved his hands away from my chest and ran his fingers through the hair growing in my underarms. He smiled and kissed me again. I felt his crotch and he was getting hard. “How do you want to do this tonight?” He asked.
I replied “from behind, I want it doggy.” I knelt down on the edge of the bed.
Jim lifted up the hem of my dress and rubbed my ass through my panties. After a moment, he pulled them down my thick thighs and I lifted each knee so he could take them off. Then he rubbed and squeezed my bare ass and I heard him drop his pants.
I held my breath, waiting for him to enter me, but he didn’t. He was still rubbing and squeezing my ass. I felt him guide the head of his dick to my slit, but he just moved it slowly up and down. Wanting to get penetrated, I pushed my butt back toward him, trying to get him finally enter, but he stepped back. All the teasing was flooding my pussy and driving me crazy. I was sure I was about to start dripping down my thighs. Finally, I said to him “quit teasing me, or no more titfucks.”
That did it. With one, long, smooth motion, I felt him fill my pussy up with his cock. I let out a sigh and enjoyed the feeling. It was a little weird to be having sex while basically still being fully clothed. Wearing the dress while Jim started to slowly pull out and push back in my hairy pussy was a real turn-on. It wasn’t something I didn’t know about myself. Jim slowly and methodically moved behind for a few minutes until I asked him to go faster. He swatted me on the ass and I yelped in surprise, and he picked up his pace.
Jim held onto my hips through my dress as he thrusted into me harder like I had asked. I was getting more and more turned on and pussy was getting wetter by the second. I could hear each time his cock penetrated me; the wet, squishy sound it was making was hot. I felt him let go of my right hip and he reached up and pulled my hair into his hand. I groaned and he started slamming into me even harder. Each thrust slapped his legs against the back of my thighs and against my huge ass.
I was getting really close to cumming. Between him fucking me hard, pulling my hair, and the occasional slap on the ass, I knew it would be another few moments. I was breathing hard and as I was huffing and puffing, he pulled my hair just a little harder. It was just the right combination of pleasure and pain to push me over the edge. I came hard and made grunted so hard and loudly. Jim kept fucking me hard through my orgasm until I felt him pull out. I heard him moan and stroke himself a few times and felt his hot cum hit my ass cheeks and lower back. He was cumming on my dress! I felt several shots through the material of my dress.
When he quit moaning, I asked “did you make a mess of my dress?”
He chuckled and said “hand me your phone, I’ll take a pic so you can see.”
I unlocked my phone from the night stand and handed it back to him. I was still on my knees and elbows. I heard him snap a picture and he handed it back to me. He had shot his cum all the way to my mid back. Three or four shots had gotten on my dress. It was soaked! There was plenty on my ass too.
I pretended to be mad and said “Jimothy! You covered me! If this stains, you’re paying for dry cleaning mister!”
He said back “totally worth it.”
I laughed and stood up and took my dress off without making too much of a mess. I used it to clean his cock and then my backside. I threw it in the hamper and then we both collapsed onto my bed. We snuggled up together for a while and I was almost about asleep when he said “I need to get to my office early tomorrow. I should go.” I told him I understood and he got up and got dressed. I walked him to the door. We kissed again, I told him how much I had that night and he left. I walked back to my bed and got in it still naked. I pulled the covers up, smiled, and fell asleep less than a minute later.
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