So I want to first start off by saying never in the history of never ever have I ever met a Jessie, let alone laid one. But that's besides the point because I didn't know his name until after I let it be known just how much I wanted to screw him. It was a slow motion night at Dudley's. Mainly due to the massive consumption of alcohol, as we celebrated my baby sister's 21st birthday. I sat at the table observing because standing up was only a half option this far into the night. I began to doze just as a group of people walked in. Then all I could smell was some bomb ass weed that caught all my attention.
My mom was a strict no weed allowed type parent, which is hilarious being that my brother and sister cannot go a day without it, so I kept my enquiries to myself. That lasted up to about 10 minutes until I smelled it again. Except this time the scent was over my shoulder and 100 times stronger. Resisting with no longer an option. Especially when it was lingering from this gorgeous 6'4 borderline Yellowman with the most amazing dimples and smile to match. Liquid courage was not needed being that it was officially a part of me now. Without thought my mouth to say "So it's you I've been smelling." And just like that he flashed a smile with dimples as deep as the ocean and responded, "What do you smell?"
The alcohol blackout the rest of that conversation. But somehow numbers are exchanged and we wasted enough time and Dudley's so we ventured towards Da Bomb. I left without saying anything because I wasn't sure how to play it. As I found the birthday girl and my auntie we were waiting on my mom drunk laughing at how cute that man I was talking to was. He appeared right on me smiling out how tipsy I truly was. Picking up where we left off I introduced him as my youngin Dimples. My sister says does he have a name? Realizing I never thought to ask. I turn and ask curiously, "What is your name?" Laughing he responds, "Jesse". I don't acknowledge Him and continue with my statement loudly claiming "It doesn't matter what your name is because I'm going to fuck the shit outta you regardless."
Stopping my aunt in her tracks They pause momentarily then both bust out laughing. Trying to play it off I apologize and Blame It on the alcohol. But really in my mind I knew it was without a doubt true. Whispered in his ear you know I'm going to suck the fuck out of your dick as soon as you let me right? His eyebrow raised as he smirked and asked when? Just as I was about to answer his friend comes out saying they need to go now. That was into that or so I thought.
You know when you have had a truly fun night when most of it is blacked out. Next thing I remember is a text at about 3 a.m. from Jesse saying thinking of you we were on the way back to Mama's apartment by then so I knew what was about to happen. Unfortunately mother saw how drunk I was and wouldn't let me leave. What you swore the best because those Patron shots seriously themed my vision and judgement. So I laid on the couch and we just talked on the phone. He wasn't upset about having to wait for me to sober up or rushing me either. Absolutely amazing man. Which made me want to fuck him even more so without saying to him I tried my damndest to sober up. And I did as I put my shoes on I was about to dip.
Just as fast as I got my shit together my mother was standing over me trying to convince me I wasn't sober enough and needed to stay longer. I was charged and ready for action nothing that I mean nothing she said in that moment mattered I mumbled something to respond and took off. I prepared myself mentally for what was about to happen as I put his address into my GPS. I didn't think of anything except how so sexy and tall he was and Dreads to boot. All just makes me wet thinking about it even now.
Slowly pulling up by rang his line just to verify the address. Ask his sweet voice guided me to his door I wondered if this was going to be worth it. He gifted my hand with his as we stepped upstairs. Nervous Giggles float in between the both of us. Jessie lightly kissed me to calm the nerves as he says, "what's all that game you were spitting over the phone? Can't back it up?" I step back to look him up and down and reply, "Oh I can" as I pushed him on his back. Sensual kisses from the bottom of his belly button up to his abs all the way to his soft lips. All over each other as I slowly grind against his very impressive hard on.
I was not expecting such size from a skinny nigga but Dimples definitely exceeded my prejudgments. Trying not to rush my drunken actions we made out and touched all the right spots for a bit. Up until I couldn't control the urge to feel him inside my throat. So I reversed my path upward as I follow the same trail to thd edge of his boxers. Teasing the process I grip the elastic while biting the print peeking out just a bit.
Before going in I decided to pace myself to provide pleasure. Gripping the cusp of his shaft as I slid my tongue slowly around the tip. Then one firm dip to the back of my throat. Double sighs, one from me gasping for air and one from Dimples sighing in relief. My mind moves in slow motion as I noticed the smile on his face as I come up. I smile and do it again to fuck with him. It works and he can't take it anymore as he reached out his hand to assist me off my knees. He gently sets me on the bed while kissing me all over.
Body heat rising as he places his long, sculpted body atop mine. I began to drip once his dick pressed hard against my black lace panties. Pausing to reach for something in his drawer, he pulls out a magnum; which was well deserved. Somehow knowing he wanted to be safe made his dimples and everything about him beyond sexier. As I lay back gently rubbing my clit as he applied the condom he just smiled. We laughed and joined bodies once again. The penetration provided pure pleasure, felt like drugs were coarsing through my veins for the first time.
Gripping the sheets as I lifted my legs to his waist to brace for the impact of his long strokes. Watching his chest flex with every stroke made it even better. Making me wetter. A smile slide across his face when he noticed. One smooth action as he flips his dreads back with his left hand while slowly creeping his right to my left nipple squeezing lightly. Biting my lip and rolling my eyes back as I lay back to enjoy his hard dick throbbing inside of me.
Even though I knew from past experience that a big girl such as myself riding skinny dude like him never worked out but I did not care in that moment. Still tipsy and rational thoughts were absolutely foreign. All I saw was me pushing him off to climb on top. As he adjusted to let me have my fun I bent my knees slightly to properly squat on his dick. He moans ever so gently as my back and forth motions increase. He places his hands on my waist so we're rocking together as the tip of his dick hits my spot I moan loudly. My legs begin to quiver the more he rocked my clit rubbed against his pelvis. Trying to hold off longer I slowed down a little but Jesse was not having that as he gripped my waist tight and kept rocking but stronger. I laughed at his determination just as I came all on his dick.
Without skipping a beat he told me to bend over. I stopped and replied, "With what energy?" He ignored me while helping me in the proper position. Deciding not to be selfish I arched my back just right. Ass poking up so my cheeks spread and I made them jiggle just a little to say 'Come on in.' Unsure of this outcome I braced for impact as he placed a hand on each cheek preparing to slide in. I've never experienced a more gentle yet aggressive back shot before and I knew this one was for the memory books. Every stroke was intense but I held my own as he thrusted. Slow strokes just as he completed carressing my back as pulled away.
We giggled in agreement that the outcome was most definitely unexpected. Gathering himself he asked, "You thirsty? Want juice or water?" Not wanting to seem greedy I replied, "Water would be great." When he left I tried to hurry to get clothes on. I managed to get my bra and panties on before he returned.
Once he returned we drank our water and he got into bed telling me to come rest. I sat for a second with my arm covering me up thinking I didn't want to be that exposed without sex happening. Finally I laid down as he watched me struggle to get comfortable and he cuddled behind me kissing my shoulder as he gripped my body and closed his eyes.
I barely knew his name or anything about him. Him the same. Yet we talked, fucked and cuddled as if we'd known each other for years. That made it easier for me to go into a much needed deep sleep feeling comforted by his arms around me and his breath whispering in my ear as we dozed off. The sun rose but I did not notice. My alarm woke me to prepare me for my "Walk of Shame." Which never happened because Jeese woke as I did and watched me get dressed listening to a million lame excuses as why I couldn't stay for breakfast. He just grinned and reassured me everything was ok as he put on his slides. He walked with me hand and hand to my truck as he made jokes about my height and how drunk I was really. We arrived at my door and he stopped to kiss and hug me before opening my door so I could hop in. Watching me pull off, he waved until I was off his street.