Life finds a way [FM]

I’ve lurked on here for a couple of weeks, and decided it was time to share some of my hotter adventures over the past ten-years of being sexually proficient, and we will begin with my first love, Jimmy.

Jimmy and I dated in high school. He was my first love…though not the first person I’d had sex with.

Jimmy was a complete Alpha-make. A six-foot, 200 pound mountain of muscular man. He played football, drank whiskey, smoked cigarettes, and knew his way around a woman’s body…specifically, mine.

We had plenty of wild sex-capades. Our sex life bordered on the obscene. When I first began sleeping with Jimmy, I figured sex was no big deal because my first boyfriend basically climbed on top of me, forced his way inside, and for about three-minutes, would keep me pinned to the bed with his body until the deed was done.

Sex with Jimmy was different in every aspect. It was more like a sport, both of us sweatily trying to get the upper hand, tossing one another around, biting, clawing, and choking the other until one of us made the other lose all control.

One night stands above all the rest though, and that is what I want to share with everyone today.

We were scheduled to have dinner with Jimmy’s parents one Friday night in late May. The weather was warm, the days were lasting longer, and my love and lust for Jimmy had grown to such a degree that I thought I was losing my mind.

That morning I woke up, and was filled with this unexplainable agitation. I felt angry, annoyed, irritated, and horny enough to soak the panties I’d fallen asleep in the night before.

Now, waking up in a state of wanting to fuck Jimmy wasn’t unusual. What was out of place was this nagging in my gut. It was as if my body was running off on its own, making the simplest tasks for me seem nearly impossible.

All day at school I was constantly reminded of my body’s neglect. Whenever I saw Jimmy, especially when he kissed me between classes, made the agitation inside me grow like the flame inside a heated furnace.

I couldn’t concentrate. My pussy was a slippery mess beneath the jeans I wore. So bad was it, I had to check a few times to make sure I hadn’t started my period. I swear, it was the longest, most uncomfortable day of my life.

Finally the day ended, and I dressed appropriately for the dinner date with my boyfriend’s family, wearing a light summer dress that hung just past my knees. I did forgo wearing underwear though, hoping a cool breeze would help quench the fire raging like a wildfire between my legs.

Jimmy picked me up in his black Mustang just after six in the evening. He looked so good. His wavy dark hair hung a little haphazard on top of his head, the tight jeans hung a little off his hips, and the T-shirt he wore cling to his muscles like a tight glove.

I was beside myself. I couldn’t go through a three hour dinner in the state I was in. As we drove the twenty-minutes to the restraint, my irritation finally burst.

As Jimmy kept his focus on road ahead, I gently lifted the hem of my dress, crawling the thin fabric up my long legs slowly until I noticed his focused eyes sneak a quick glance.

A devious smile rose in the corner of Jimmy’s firm lips as he darted his attention back and forth between the road, and my shaved smoothness hidden just behind the fabric veil of my dress.

I could feel the heat of my excitement pouring out of me, spreading across my cold hand like the summer sun as I pulled my dress up further, giving Jimmy his first peek of my swollen, and agitated pussy.

“What are you doing?” Jimmy asked, his voice a little shaky.

“I think you should find somewhere to park,” I replied.

Jimmy laughed. “We will be late, and how are we going to explain that?”

I slid my finger the length of my slimy slit, spreading the viscous juices across the tip. I took my tainted finger, and placed it on Jimmy’s lip, letting have a taste of the carnal flood now oozing down my inner thigh.

Jimmy sucked my finger in forcefully, squeezing it between his rugged lips, lapping up my intoxicating taste like a man starving for more.

He wheeled the car into a strip but, pulling around back where nobody goes, parking between a pile of cardboard boxes stacked ten-feet high, and a garbage dumpster overflowing with bags of wasted food, office equipment, and God knows what else.

Neither Jimmy or I said a work. Our bodies knew what to do, and I waited impatiently as he pulled his jeans down past his thighs, and rolled a condom onto his massive dick.

I leapt on top of Jimmy, banging my knees and chins of the plastic console and door, my head smacking against the vinyl ceiling.

Jimmy guided his cock inside of me like a guided missile, plunging almost entirely with one easy thrust. Usually, it took a little work to loosen me up enough to accept his girth size, but being so out of my mind with lust made my velvety walls open easily for his throbbing invader.

The pressure of his cock filling my tiny hole brought a subtle relief to the angered irritation which had been digging away at my sanity. I bounced on his dick harder, hoping to ease these feelings of discontent further.

Jimmy gripped my fleshy ass with his mighty hands, pulling me apart as he fought against the relentless friction of my tight pussy. His face was red, his lips pursed tight, and little beads of sweat forming on his forehead.

I could tell he wasn’t prepared for this relentless assault, and within a couple of minutes of my incessant pounding, Jimmy pushed me off of him, crashing my back into the steering wheel, depriving my sloppy cunt of its prize, as he gripped the base of his cock, fighting the losing battle of an orgasm.

A couple pulsing jerks of his cock, and I watched as the loose tip of the condom filled with his milky white ooze like a balloon being filled with water.

This was the moment I fully understood that agonizing frustration clawing at my insides all day. Watching Jimmy’s seed go to waste into that latex sheath, angered me. It was mine, and I felt as if I were being neglected of the most passionate piece of Jimmy.

I rolled the condom off his shrinking cock, my breath stammering in my chest like a jackhammer, and ran my finger the length of his cock until a glob of his glistening cum balled up beneath my sharp, acrylic fingernail.

Now, as I said earlier, Jimmy and my sex life was wild. He’d fucked me every which way, violated my ass, my pussy, and my face…during the same session. Blew his load down my throat. I’ve pissed on him. There were no holds barred when it came to fucking.

But there was one line we hadn’t crossed, and I was about to leap across it.

Taking my finger, I carefully slid it between my legs, spreading Jimmy’s scorching seed across my gaping wetness.

It burned and tingled as it made contact with my throbbing clit, sending me into an unrelenting psychotic episode.

I suddenly yearned to feel Jimmy empty the contents of his cock deep into my pussy. My body was fertile, and had been preparing me all day to receive the warm rush of seed that went wasted into the tip of a rubber.

I drove my finger into my cunt, pushing Jimmy’s cum inside of me, my body yearning for it not to be too late for his masculine swimmers to plant themselves into my fruitful egg.

Jimmy looked at me with a mixture of excitement and horror. He wanted to cum inside of me, I knew he did, but his biggest fear had always been getting me pregnant, and that kept him from stepping over the line I just crossed.

This was my way of telling him it was okay. No matter what happened from here on out, we were together, and we could afford to take a little risk.

But what Jimmy didn’t know was I had bigger plans. This was just a taste of things to come later in the night when we were alone, and if he didn’t give me what I wanted…I was prepared to take it

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/a0nzb2/life_finds_a_way_fm