Jesse
There are women that come in and out of our lives that stay for but a short time, but leave everlasting memories. Jesse was special in so many ways, that I couldn't begin to list them.
There are women that can look sexy, dress sexy, act sexy, and be sexy. However there are also women that have a certain something that all those others will never have......fucking raw sex appeal. It isn't taught, learned, or even bought, you either have it or you don't. I bet gals like Pamela Anderson and Marilyn Monroe had it.
How would I describe Jesse? A dirty blonde, succulent c cups, with spectacular eraser sized nipples. A cute butt and a flirty/sexy personality. If she was an animal, she would be a strong wild mare near the front of the herd. A woman.....Cleopatra....very strong, very sexual and very free.......held by some, but never controlled by any.
Sweet Jesse was always pleasant to be around, especially if it could be just you and her.
I remember those little things that even being simple could quickly become extreme by her sexpot charms. I remember the first time I actually fingered her, she squirmed around and became all juicy and then purred in to my ear how wet she had become.
That same day I saw her bush for the first time, I didn't get to see the treasure, but with each of us sitting on a log I was able to look inside her unzipped pants to see her brown bush against perfectly snow white lacy panties................that memory will always be burnt into my brain.
There were many pleasures with Jesse, and there were also pains. I can vividly remember the hate and jealousy I felt against one of her old boyfriends Butch. There was about a three year period where she was my world and it was a tortuous time to know he was kissing her lips and touching her body.
The day of infamy she invited me over for nothing but raw sex!! I had waited for three years to get into those pants of hers, and wouldn't you now it when I got there she wasn't even wearing pants.
I remember that days events as though they happened only yesterday...................
She was standing in the kitchen on the phone. This is back in the early eighties where everyone had the phone cord that would stretch about thirty feet. To my surprise she was only wearing a white terry cloth robe. She had said she was going to take a shower before I arrived; I was still pleasantly surprised by her nonchalance.
As she spoke on the phone sitting at the kitchen table I studied her frame with the robe haphazardly open, or knowing her... purposely open to tease. I had wanted to possess her sexually for going on three years, believe me I was looking. As she spun the long curly queue cord of the phone I was zoned in on her brown bush.............the promise land.
When the call ended she hung up the phone and gave me one of her innocent looking little girly looks, I rose and started towards her, as she spoke, and who the fuck knows what she said.............my ears had turned off. I had reached the crowning glory of my existence as my hands reached inside the open robe and scooped her naked ass into my waiting hands. I was on cloud nine I never thought I would actually get the chance of scoring with Jesse and here I was with two hands full of her sweet ass. I necked on her for a long time but never let go of that ass.
She finally loosened my grip and led me sexually to the couch. She stripped me down to my birthday suit and laid me down. My cock was sticking straight up and ready to go, she straddled me with a leg on each side and lowered herself to me and her breast looked glorious hovering over me. God, I can't count the number of times that I had stroked myself thinking of being in this position. She reached down and grasped my dick and stroked it a little. She then rode back and forth slathering the back on my cock through her lips teasingly almost entering her.
The moment of truth arrived and she slipped it into her opening and slid right to the base.
