Date With A Bbw Barista Ch 06

Jim and I were standing naked in his kitchen talking while we waited for his oven to heat up. We were about to make a frozen pizza for dinner. It was kind of surreal to be casually chatting while totally naked. Except my socks. Normally I'm not very comfortable with my naked body, but I was totally at ease with Jim. We had just left his bedroom and my pussy was still tingling after I had sat on his face as he ate me out for nearly half an hour. He had fucked my tits for the second time today. Jim really really seemed to like that.

While we waited for the oven to beep, I said "I can't believe you really made enough from those comics to pay for my car."

"Well, it wasn't just me. Brian helped me sell them too. I'll take you to the mechanic tomorrow and we can pay for your car." He said.

"Please send Brian my thanks for his help. Have you two been friends long?" I asked.

"Oh yeah. We've been friends since middle school. I'll tell him for you." He said.

"Oh wow, you've been friends for that long? Were you two Hellraisers in high school?" I questioned.

"We were definitely not troublemakers. We were both in the math club and academic decathlon. Then we grew up and both became CPAs at the same accounting firm. We were both monumental dorks. Not unpopular exactly, but girls didn't line up to date us. What about you? Hellion in school? Popular?" He asked.

"Uh no, to both. Bug-eyed fat girls are not popular. I was teased a lot in school. Low self-esteem. Pretty typical story. I got my boobs early though, so while guys didn't want to date me, they did try to get into my pants. I didn't want to fuck around though, so I got called a cock tease a lot. You know how high school boys can be assholes." I said.

"I definitely do. Sorry they were dickheads to you and treated you badly." He said.

I shrugged and said "it's cool. I survived. I recently found a new guy and he's been treating me pretty well."

"Oh yeah? He sounds cool and handsome." He said with a smile.

"No actually. He's butt ugly. Grotesque really. He could get a job at the circus." I said with a laugh.

He laughed and the oven beeped. The whole time we were talking, Jim kept looking at my body. My tits, stomach, and especially my hairy pussy. He truly seemed to enjoy my body. And I liked the way he enjoyed my body. Not like I was a plaything, but like I was appreciated. He put the pizza in the oven and asked what I wanted to drink.

"I have beer, water, Coke, or gatorade." He offered.

I took a water and we walked into his living room after he set a timer. I picked up his remote and turned the TV on and flipped channels until I found Adult Swim. Rick and Morty was on. I laid down after I set the channel. I put my head down on his right thigh and stretched out on my side facing the TV.

We laughed and giggled at the show and I told him that I was cold. He pulled a throw blanket off the back of the couch and I covered up with it. He rested his right hand on my right tit. He didn't squeeze or pinch my nipple, he just rested his hand there. Like that was where it belonged. After a few minutes, I noticed he wasn't looking at the TV, but down at my face.

I looked up and asked, "what? Why are you staring at me?"

"I'm just looking at your eyes. They're so perfect." He said.

That was nice to hear but I asked him "why do you like my eyes so much? They make me always look like I'm surprised or something."

He grinned and said, "I don't know, I've just always been attracted to blue and green eyes. Sure I like boobs and asses as much as the next ten guys, but I always take in a girl's eyes first. Say we're together for a long time -"

I interrupted him and said with a giggle "We're together for a long time."

"Not literally say it, smartass." He said. Then leaning on the word he continued "hypothetically, say we're together for a long time. Like, 50 years from now. We've both lost our teeth, your hair is gray, I'm bald, total geezers. Your eyes will still be as green then as they are today. And I'd still love to look at them."

That might've been the sweetest thing I'd ever heard. I told him "I sure like you Jim."

He replied "and you're my dream girl Nikki."

"Dream girl?" I asked.

"Yeah. Smart, funny, cool, geeky, perfect eyes and body. And I've had more mind blowing sex this weekend than in the rest of my whole life. I really hope we can keep seeing each other." He told me.

Wow. That was a hell of a compliment. I reached up and put my hand on the side of his face. "You're a cornball, but also really sweet." I said.

He moved his hand away from my titty and over to my armpit. There was a little stubble starting to grow there. He ran his fingernails over it and it tickled. I asked him "you said you like hairy pussies, how do you feel about shaved underarms?"

"If you like to shave them, go for it. Or if you like to shave your snatch, do that too. It's your body." He said.

I pressed "of course, but what do you like?"

He said "I don't mind hairy underarms. I think it's kind of sexy. I don't want to lick them or anything weird, but I like the sight of them. I don't usually tell anyone that though."

"Why not?" I asked.

"Because that's sorta moving into fetish territory. I just like the natural look." He said.

"Well if that's the case, I'm going to let them grow out. Shaving is the worst, so if it doesn't gross you out, I'll quit shaving them altogether. What about legs?" I asked. I couldn't believe he liked hairy pits! I absolutely hated shaving them, so hearing that he didn't mind was great. I know some guys that are completely turned off by any hair below a girl's head.

He said "I don't know on the legs. Do yours get crazy hairy?"

"Not really super hairy, but it's black, so it's pretty noticeable. I'll hold off on shaving them for a little while and you can tell me what you think in a month." I said.

"I think I like the idea that we're going to be together in a month." He said.

Damn. That was pretty smooth of him to say. From the kitchen, the oven beeped. I sat up off his lap and he got up to get the pizza. A couple minutes later he came back with on a couple of plates. We ate and watched the rest of the cartoon.

He told me that Brian had asked if I had any single friends or sisters that I could hook him up with. I told him "I don't have any sisters, just one much older brother. I do have a couple of single friends, but I'd want to meet him before I introduced him to any of them. Maybe the three of us could hang out together at some point."

When we were done, I snuggled up next to him while still under the blanket. Our naked bodies pressed up against one another. It was so cozy and pleasant.

I reached into his lap and found his dick. I started stroking his cock slowly and he had his right arm around my shoulders. My hand kept up the stroking and I felt him start getting hard again. I kissed his neck and he was soon fully hard. This morning and again that evening, he had kissed my neck. I didn't even know that would've been something that I would like, but it gave me chills each time. It was a real turn-on that I hadn't known about myself. Once he was hard again, I asked him "you ready to go back to bed?" He nodded, turned the TV off and we walked back to his bedroom.

I said to Jim "I'm still a little sensitive right now, so you'll need to go slow at first."

He replied "how about you get on top of me? If you're riding, you can go as hard or as gentle as you like. Want to do that?"

I loved doing cowgirl so this was an excellent suggestion. I hadn't gotten to be in that position very much over the years though. My weight can be uncomfortable on top of a lot of guys. He got on the bed and laid out with his arms above his head and grinned. I crawled up beside him and lifted my left leg up and over his pelvis. I used my right hand to guide the head of his cock into my pussy, but I didn't lower myself yet. I moved the head back and forth with my hand to get it slick. After I did this for about 20 seconds, I slowly and gently lowered myself onto Jim's cock.

I sighed as I felt him entering and once his dick was all the way inside my cunny, I just sat there with my legs straddling him for a few moments. I loved the feeling of his dick filling me up. I moved my hips backward and forward slightly, then side to side a little to make sure I felt it from ever angle. I put my hands on his chest and very slowly started to raise myself up, feeling his shaft ease out of me. Then I lowered myself back down gently. The slow friction let me feel every inch of his cock sliding in and out. He reached up and started to squeeze my breasts as they hung down in front of him. I think he was enjoying the the gentle fucking as much as I was.

As he was pinching my nipples, my breath started to get a little louder and I felt my pussy getting wetter. I could hear the squishy sound each time I lifted up and lowered back down on his cock. The sound was a turn on for both of us too. I leaned forward and brought my tits down to his mouth. He licked and nibbled on my nipples and it was turning me on more and more. I could feel my orgasm building up.

I lifted my tits away from his face and I lowered my body down toward his. My belly was pressed down against his stomach and my boobs mashed down to his chest. I laid against him and kissed him and started to move just my hips. My legs were still straddling him. I started picking up the pace of my motions and he groaned. He found my hands with his and held them. I told him "I want you to cum in me this time." He nodded and kissed me again.

I began to shake my ass while he was still buried in my pussy. I've never really tried to twerk, but I've seen other girls do it and I thought that would feel good. It did for me and he groaned loudly so it must have for him too. He looked up at me and said "I'm getting close to cumming."

I was too, I wanted to cum together. I was still laying on top of him and shaking my ass faster and faster. After a minute or so, I raised myself back up and put my hands back on his chest. He started squeezing my tits again and pinching my nipples. I humped him harder and faster. I was rising up his cock and then slamming back down. He was breathing harder and I knew he was about to cum. Then as he started to cum, he pushed his hips off the bed to bury his dick as deep he could into my pussy. It was pretty impressive considering I outweighed him by at least 30 pounds.

I felt his first spurt of boiling cum deep in me and that heat pushed me over the edge and my orgasm started. I made that fucking grunting sound I always make as I cum and stopped moving altogether after I lowered down onto his cock a final time. He was moaning and his cock kept shooting in me over and over. I could feel the heat of it all the way up behind my navel. My orgasm was a strong one and my breathing was ragged and I could feel my neck and get flushed red. We stayed that way for nearly two minutes. Just breathing together after we had both came.

I raised my left leg up and off of him and I felt his cum immediately start to run out of my pussy and down the inside of my right thigh. I went into his bathroom and used the toilet and cleaned up my leg and pussy up. I went back to his bed and he had cleaned himself off with a towel. He opened his arms and I laid down next to him with my head on his chest.

He kissed the top of my head and said "that was really good for me. How was it for you?"

I told him that it had been really good for me too. I loved that way we had kissed and the way he had held my hands while had sex this time. It had felt so intimate. I was really starting to think he might not actually turn out to be a bastard.

I asked him "so is there anything else you want to do sexually?"

He said "tonight? I think I'm spent for tonight."

I laughed and said "no not tonight, I'm done for the night too. I meant in general."

He hesitated a little and said "there's only really one other thing I've always wanted to do with a girl."

I got a little disappointed because I figured I knew what he was going to say. I said "anal isn't really my thing, so I don't want to do that."

He said "no not that. I've done that a few times. Anal isn't as good as it's said to be. Like lobster. I mean sure, lobster is good, but I'm not going to order it off the menu if I have other options. Like, I can get off through anal sex, but it just doesn't feel as good as vaginal. So why would I pick that when the other is right there. If you were into it, I'd do it for you, but that'd be only reason.

Surprised and relieved I asked "well what's the other thing? If it's not that, I'll do most things with you."

He told me "I've always wanted to cum on a girl's face. That's something that most girls are always squeamish about, so I've never gotten to do that."

I said "you want to give me a facial? You can totally do that!"

He said "wow really? See what I mean by what I said earlier? Dream girl."

I didn't mind cum on my face at all. A facial was nothing compared to anal sex in my opinion. And if it made him as happy as fucking tits seemed to, I'd let him do it. Maybe tomorrow, or at least some time soon. I snuggled him closer and soon we both fell asleep.