At this point I am still in my late twenties even though its hard to believe with the sheer volume of events. I stand at 6ft 1 inch and about 275lbs White Male, I blame it on good genes. I have ten children. I am not exactly proud of my history but I make no apollogies either. This is the story of how it all started. I'm not your typical guy, I dont watch sport because I'm not much of a spectator. However I have always been an athelete. Boxing, wrestling, and football (not Fusball) I can't stand soccor. I lost my virginity really young before I could ever really say I knew what I was doing. I started to notice when a girl would breathe heavier around me, I noticed when they would look at me just a little bit longer than was polite. I have always known what sex was. I remember flipping through my fathers porn when I was around five years old. The very few childhood memories I have of my mother were me sitting outside my parents bedroom realizing that they were having sex.
After Graduating High School I decided not to go to college. The idea of a bunch of people going to get a degree just ment that there was a buch of people with degree's. My father dissaproved, and even though he was definatly a cast iron bastard he relented with the words that "a little labor might do you some good" I got a job working for a Brickmason and I clicked in right away. Working around a bunch of sick twisted old men did wonders for my personality. Between making jabs at eachothers wives/girlfriends I learned alot.
One particular night after working really late to finish a job. I was pulled over on the way back to my apartment. Apperently I was left of center. Covered in morter and concrete, I was asked to step out of my truck. I may have been only eighteen but I knew something was up. So being the compliant citizen I gave concent to search my vehicle. That was a mistake. I wasn't drinking and I don't do drugs, What could I possibly have to hide. I just wanted to get home and take a hot shower. The cop opens my tool box and sure enough he found something. Aparently a knife that I use to open mortar bags was illeagal in the state that I was working in, and because it was in my toolbox it was concidered a concealed weapon. A felony offence.
So off to jail I go. This exited rookie cop had no idea what he was doing, no miranda rights no nothing. So I did what I what I always do when stuck in a jam. Keep my mouth shut and look pretty. Now a half hour later I was sitting in booking, handcuffed to the wall. and the only thing to look at was this cute little female hispanic cop at the desk. Normally I would have started some small talk with such a hot little thing, but not today. I wasn't about to incriminate myself. A cop is a cop is a cop. female or otherwize. I just ignored her.
They finally found a holding cell for me and it had a payphone right in the cell. I called my fathers lawyer a high powered attorney at some big firm. I layed it out to him without going into to much detail, and he said he would have me out by morning. Sure enough moning comes and I am released. I shake hands with my fathers lawyer and thanked him. He said he would take care of the charges and everything will most likely be dropped.
Feeling alot better I start to head to a diner up the road when I hear sharp whistle. I turn my head thinking it was the lawyer but to my surprise it was the short little hispanic cop. She walked up to me with tired eyes. " I just got off shift and I was wondering if you might want a cup of coffee " Confused I accept. Over a cup of coffee we start chit chatting. She told about the rookie who arrested me and and all the veteran cops were making fun of him when he was trying to brag about his "concealed weapon offender" I luaghed.
The conversation continued over coffee. I noticed the heavier breathing and her looks getting more in depth. Starting to lightly tease eachother and progressive flirting. Her eyes were shining as she would giggle with a full smile. She was truly beautiful once she let her hair down and lossened up. Something happened in that conversation. I stopped looking at her as a cop and she stopped looking at me like some dirt covered laborer. I abruptly told her I had to get going. leaving her hanging on a high note. Just quit while I'm ahead before I say something thats gonna screw it up. " Wait " she said grabbing my hand as I started to get up. " I really would like to keep talking with you " still holding on to my hand she looked at me with that big smile. My one hand dwarfing hers. " Ok where are we gonna go " I said. " Let me cook you some breakfast back at my place ". She dropped me off at my truck, and I followed her to her place.
We arived at a nice little house in a good neighborhood. Something wasn't not adding up though. Nothing I could put my finger on, maybe just instinct. I walked in the front door and she told me where the shower was if I wanted. She read my mind, I was still covered in morter and it would be great to wash off the funk of the jail cell. I made my way into the bathroom. everything was very clean. I slid my work jeans off from my hips and pulled my shirt off. I was looking at myself in the mirror admiring my hardworked abbs. looking at my shoulders. I could be a model, I just enjoy building stuff more. I started to turn on the shower when the door opened. There she was, this brown skinned beauty. her curves in all the right places. Her bra and panties were snug across her tight body.
Almost nervously she walked slowly to my body. I leaned back against the sink when she reached out and put a warm hand on my chests. She slid her hand along the difinition of my body going lower, still slightly shaking. I could feel the blood start to engorge my cock. Then she grasped my hardening cock with her hand and let out a deep sigh. She looked up at me with her deep brown eyes. She was nervous. She started to slide her hand up and down the shaft letting out a small "uhhh" The steam from the shower filling the room quickly.I start to pick her small body up and turn her around. Setting her heart shaped ass on the sink top. She stops slightly and puts her head on my chest biting her lip.
Softly she sais to me "I'm married". Everything starts making sense now. Not really knowing what to say or the lack of blood in my brain. I only tell her that the choice is up to her. I step away from her, and get into the shower. A moment later she steps in behind me. She has made her choice. She takes the soap and starts to lather the broad expanse of my back. I can feel her running her hands across each definition. She slides her soapy hands around to my front and then lower to my still half engorged cock. " I have never seen a suck a big dick on a man. " she sais to me as she slides her hands around my cock. I finish rinsing my hair and turn around to face her. The water carrying the soap to the drain. She drop to her knees and opens her mouth wide. It fits into her mouth with some work and I can feel her teeth slightly on the rim of the head. its a tight fit. She start to angle her head and puts her hands on my butt trying to pull as much into her mouth as possible. I can feel the back of her throat when she takes a moment to breath. Both of her hands are working hard on my shaft. Not the best blowjob I have ever had but not from a lack of trying. She was just to small to handle it.
I turn off the shower and take a towel. We dry off together looking at this beautiful naked women in front of me, my cock is packed so hard it hurts. We move into her bedroom and I jump under the covers to get warm.she quickly curls up next to me for warmth. We start to kiss and little noises keep escaping her voice. I slide my hand down to her pussy and it is HOT. I have no problems working her clitoris. She starts to squeel then she grabs hold of my cock and start to pull back and forth. She spreads her legs and I need no further invitation. I get on top missionary position when she looks up at me put her hand on my abbs. " Wait... Do you need a condom? " she asks. I tell her that I dont use them because they irritate my skin, which was true. " Oh " she sais. I pull off the covers and start to position myself. I line the head up with her small dark pussy. The precum is leaking from my cock onto her small triangle of silky black pubic hair. I grab a hold of my cock and slide it up and down the length of her hot wet pussy. She is biting her lip again and I ask her delibratly before I slide it in. " Is this what you want? " And she nods her head yes. " Not good enough, Say it. " Intead she wraps her little hand around my cock and puts the head against her pussy. " I want this " she whispers. Now my concious is clear.
I start to push forward and my girth makes her breath in tightly. She grips my hips and says " Go slow, your big " I persistantly push farther and I see her pussy stretch around my cock head. I feel her nails dig into my hips yet I still push further. Her hands move up my back and her nails dig in. she screams " AI DEOS MEO " the first time I ever hear her speak spanish. I can feel her pussy clamping down on my head as I push deeper. I have two inches and I keep pushing. now the real thick part of my cock starts to work its way in. I keep looking at her pussy thinking its just gonna split. Arter four inches I pull back some to get more of her juices around my cock. Then I feel her start to pull me back in. I look up from our union to see her eyes full of emotion and yet she is pulling me in. I look back to her pussy and say " look at that ". She looks down " oh my God " she says " your so fucking big. Dont Stop! I need this! " With that I push hard and watch my cock stretch its way into her. She screams so loud my ears hurt and she is still pulling me inside. I can feel the back wall of her pussy, her cervix pushing on the head of my cock. She gasps for air and sais " I have got to have you all in me " I push more and she scream again " all in me "
Finally my nuts are resting at her ass. Sweat is sliding down my back or maybe its blood. She keeps squeezing my cock trying to accomodate the size. She starts to yell "oh my god I'm cumming already" and with that I start to piston my cock in and out her tight pussy. I look down and now she starts squirting all over trying to push me off of her but I pin her down and just keep pistoning away. Streams of cum squirt from her pussy and she start rubbing her clit as I just pound away at her cervix.
After twenty minutes she tells me she wants on top. So I lay back and she puts one leg over to straddle me. She takes my cock and guides it to the now open mouth of her pussy. " holy god, look at my little pussy " She slides two of her own fingers inside and then looks at me with amazment.I take a hold of her hips and pull her down to my cock. she guides it in and she shudders as she slides down all the way to my balls. " I feel so full " she says as she starts working her way up and down the shaft. " Oh I can't stop cumming " she start rubbing her clit again and then she squirts another stream of cum. then another and yet another.
I start feeling my own orgasm cumming on the horizon so I turn her around and mount her from behind. I begin pounding her as hard as I can, when she screems that she is gonna cum again. I tell her I am gonna cum and she sais to me " Wait... oh... oh no I'm cumming... Wait Im Ovulating... Ohhh NO Dont Stop.. NO... Wait... Oh GOD Dont Stop... Please Help Me " And she started to squirt again so I drove all the way inside her. I felt my cock swell up and then I exploded. I dumped load after load into her clutching pussy.
she collapsed to the bed spasming uncontrolably. " My God... What am I doing " she said. She started sliding her fingers in and out of her pussy. " You cum like a cannon, I could feel it. Is all your cum inside? " I nodded yea. and she just said " oh " and bit her lip. We fell asleep and got up an hour or two later. We continued to see eachother until three weeks later she came up possitive for her pregnancy. She decided to work things out with her husband. Which was awkward for me.
The husband was also hispanic, and things were apperantly better. Eight months later I got an email from her explaining that she delivered a nine pound boy and named it after me. The boy was so light and had greenish hazel eyes that the husband became suspicious. After the blood test he was distraught and she tried to explain, and appologize. He left anyways. She wanted to know how I was doing. and what I was up too.
I explained to her that unfortunatly I was seeing another woman right now and she is four months pregnant.
But thats another story.
