She was a bitch. That was my first impression Julia. She was a new employee at the store where I work. She was tall and super skinny, with petite almost non-existent breasts. Her waist must have been a size zero, or one tops, and my biceps where bigger around than her legs. She did have a cute face, and beautiful brown eyes. She was Mexican. Her skin was the most sexy shade of mocha brown the always attracted me to “Latinas.” It is something about their tanned skin, and beautiful petite bodies and distinct facial features that drives me nuts. But regardless of her attitude those looks did bring me to try and get to know her better. As I did get to know her I found my impression was: a cute girl who knows that she is, and thus is a bitch to everyone that doesn’t fit into her perfect little world or her idea of a “cool” person.
After several failed attempts at getting to know her better, I just blew her off as being exactly what I thought “a pretty bitch.” It was only months later when she was transferred to the department next to mine that I really got to know her.
It didn’t happen over night or even over a month, but rather over several months. Every once in a while she would need help lifting something that was a little to heavy or needed two people. Or her being the only one working in her department would have to tell me that she was going on break so no customers would be left unattended. From there it worked up to pleasant chitchat, and then meaningless conversations. After months of this I really started to get to know Julia.
My first and second impressions were wrong. I think that she projected many of those images because that is what people expected from her. She was really just a mixed up young women who didn’t really know what she wanted out of life, and so was playing the hand that she was dealt. Did that means that I was falling in love with her? No, but I did begin to fantasize about her when my wife was on her period or just to tired for sex. I would jerk off to fantasies about my Julia and me.
Another few months passed with us just casually laughing and flirting with each other before she was transferred again, out of her department and to one far from mine with almost different schedules. We didn’t really see much of each other for a few weeks after that.
One night I was scheduled for a late shift. We were both getting off work at the same time, just flirting as we used to on our way out to the parking lot. After a few seconds of her scanning the lot I knew she was looking for her ride. Her car had broken down a few weeks back, and she didn’t have the money to fix it. Normally her husband picked her up.
“Basstard is late again!” She stated under her breath.
“Well Julia, your house is almost on the way to mine. I could give you a ride if you wanted.” I kind of nervously spat out. Why I was nervous I don’t know.
“That would be great Jacob! You’re so sweet sometimes. Lupe got really lucky to find a man like you.” She said smiling at me. She kinda hugged me, and turned to go to my truck.
I didn’t know what was going to happen when I offered her a ride home, but I did have some fans that I had been playing over and over again in my head since the first time I had met her. The ride to her house was very short, and really was almost on my way home. We rode in a weird silence, because we almost never shut up when we were together. As we pulled up in front of her house I stopped the car, and put it in park.
Julia unbuckled the seat belt, and as she reached for the handle she looked back at me again with a shy, and maybe a little bit sly, smile. Julia said “Thank you again Jacob, you are very kind.”
“ No problem,” I said kind of turning red “anytime you need aride, it would be my pleasure to give you one.”
“Well umm…” she said biting her lip “ umm I could use one right now if you’re serious.”
“Sure where to?” I asked not totally understanding her meaning. And then she made my day and said
“To climax. I need to cum, and want you to give me a ride that I want.”
I looked away, my mind racing. I’m married to a gorgeous big breast Mexican woman. I have a son with her. I could understand that my wife wasn’t into sex as much as of late, but did that justify adultery? Julia is married as well, and what ever their relationship was like there is no reason for me to screw her. What are we doing? Or more accurately what are we going to do?
She had let down her hair in the brief moment I had looked away, and now it covered half of her face in a very seductive manner. She was biting her lower lip again. Julia drowned out all of the thoughts racing throughmy head as she lifted her shirt above her head. Her tiny but very sexy tits where on display for me, without the confines of a bra. I could not tear my eyes away from those small very hard pink nipples. Before in know what I was doing, I had slid to the center part of the benchmark seat in my truck and had my mouth down on one of those perfectly tiny titties.
Her smell was intotoxicating, a floral scent but with a honey undertone. I could taste her sweet nipples as I kissed suck and bit each one in turn. My hand began exploring that body that I had lost after for months. I knew it was wrong, knew she wasn’t my type, but couldn’t help myself. Her tight trim tiny body was all I could think of at the time.
She was equally enjoying the attention that I was ravishing on her breasts. She ran her hands through my hair, and one found its way down to my cock. It was so hard it hurt to have it confined in my pants. Feeling how hard I was she rubbedMy cock though my jeans for a few seconds and then started to run her hand up to the zipper. I should of stopped her, should of ended this whole affairs right then and there, but Julia was all I could think of. I wanted, no needed to feel her body. To taste, touch, smell and feel every inch of her.
As she moved her hand to the zipper, I moved my mouth to hers. I kissed her firmly tasting those thin and fine lips, and then pushing past her lips to taste her tongue and mouth. One of my hands moved up her legs and brushed over her pussy extracting a moan of pleasure. But I keep my hand moving up her body and to first her tiny tits pinching the nipples of the right one, and then to her throat. I grabbed her throat, and twisted her head to one side bringing my mouth down like a vampire, kissing, sucking and biting her neck. The other hand found its way over each of her ass cheeses squeezing them in turn and then worked its way front wards to the prize I could not resist.
Her hand had found its way into my pants by then and was rubbing my cock through my underwear. I cursed how many layers modern society dictated we wear, but she started stroking me over the underwear.
As our struggling, griping, and kissing increased in momentum, our clothes began disappearing. My shirt was off soon, and then both of our shoes. Her pants came off next giving me a really good look at the bright pink sexy thong that she had on. It was already dripping wet with her juices. The contrast between her soft tanned skin, and that bright pink thong was enough to push me further down that road of no return that we were traveling. I renewed my passwordate eating of her beautiful body. I wanted to taste that pussy so bad, but because of the awkward space in the cab of the truck I just couldn’t get my mouth to the soft pink flesh.
I pushed away from Julia long enough to run the seat back, and angle it better givingus a little more room, and returned to the center spot. As I found my position in the middle of the seat, she whipped one leg over me and began straddling me. I was completely naked by then, but she still had on that thong, and I wasn’t about to make any move to remove it.
I pulled one of her nipples back into my mouth biting it just a little to hear her moan. Straddling me she began to dry hump my erect cock. She rose up and began to move my cock towards her soaking pussy pushing aside the thong. That was where I knew I had to stop it. Not for any moral reasons, or lack of lust filled desire, but because I didn’t have a condom.
“Julia, we have to stop.” I gasped unconvincingly “It’s not that I don’t want to fuck you, but I don’t have a condom.”
“Its okay, I’m on the pill.” She begged me, adding, “Please fuck me.”
I know that STDs are a greater concern than pregnancy, especially since I was in a committed relationship, but put so plainly put, I couldn’t resist. I rammed my dick so deep into her pussy I thought the tip would come out of her mouth. Now no one will believe me, but my dick is not supper long, but it is really thick. I was afraid that I would tear her in half considering my dick was almost as big around as her wrist, but she rode it like a champion.
She began grinding down on me the moment she got over her pleasure filled shock. Her moaning quickly became closer to screaming, and I suddenly realized we were still on the street. I thought to quite her, but the screaming was making me even hornier, and made me increase my thrusting. As her screams got louder, I got a little more violent, biting harder and sucking with more pressure, but that seemed to make her scream more. It was a great pleasure wheel spiraling higher and higher. I could feel cum bubbleing up in my nuts aching to be released.
“Julia, I’m going to cum,” I practically screamed
“Do it. Fill me with you cum. Fuck me Jacob, I need your cum inside of me!!” Julia did scream.
And I did it. I shot a huge load deep into her tight pussy. As I did I bit down really hard on one of her nipples, and she screamed so loud I thought surely we would get caught. Her whole body trembled, and fell weak on top of me.
As the orgasm wore off and sanity creaped back in, I realized what we had just done. My mind was racing again. It was a better fuck then I could of ever fantasized, but still she wasn’t my wife, and I wasn’t her husband.
“Julia what have we done?” I asked her as she slide off of me.
“We just fucked, like all good buddies do.” She casually replied. After seeing my stunned expression at such a plainly summary of our encounter she continued. “Look, I love my husband, but sometimes just need a different dick. Please don’t feel bad, or get allWorried, it was just a fuck. Next time it will be just a fuck, and the time after that. Just enjoy, and don’t get us caught, because that was truly more than just a fuck, it was an amazingly great fuck.” She finished as she was putting her clothes back on. This time she didn’t hesitate when grabbing the handle of the door. Now fully dressed, she opened the door and hoped out. She paused long enough to lean back in and kiss me hard and quick one last time, and said:
“Thanks for the ride again.” She happily said, then turned closed the door and quickly ran into her house.
“It was my pleasure….” I stammered out, sitting there naked and stunned.
The End
01/08/2008-01/29/2008
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