THE WHALE

It’s my fault, 42-year-old Jacques Allen thought. I was the class clown in school, too. I rubbed off on him. Jacques hung up the call he just received from his son’s school. He would need to talk with the boy soon.

His son, Chris, was 10 and in the 5th grade at Towson Middle School. He lived with his mother in Wesley Chapel, Florida. Jacques also lived in Wesley Chapel, about 15 minutes away from his son. He was divorced from Chris’s mother after three years of marriage.

Jacques’s ex-wife, Claudia, was German and had Chris after meeting Jacques during his tour there. He married her and relocated his family to Florida. Jacques was honorably discharged from the Army and went to work for a regional telecommunications company. He tried to make a good life for Claudia and Chris but she missed her native country and didn’t adjust well. Their marriage fell apart and Claudia was given primary custody of Chris. Jacques did not allow her to take him back to Germany. One of the conditions of their divorce was that she had to stay in the States so Jacques could see his son. Claudia relented and began making a life for herself and Chris in Wesley Chapel.

Jacques dialed Claudia’s number and waited for her to answer. She answered on the fourth ring.

“Hey,” she greeted irritably.

“Hey,” Jacques said. “What did he do?”

“What he usually does. Be an idiot in class,” Claudia said. “He thinks it’s cool and gets him brownie points with the other kids. But he’s suspended for the rest of the week now.”

“Fuck…” Jacques whispered.

“Tell me about it,” Claudia said. “I don’t have anyone to watch him. It’s a good thing my boss is letting me work from home for now. I don’t know what I would do.”

That’s because your boss wants to fuck you, Jacques thought. But that’s none of my business now. He shook his head.

Claudia was indeed a looker. She was a gorgeous, 5-foot-9-inch redhead who looked more Irish than German. Her looks could stop traffic on I-75. Truth be told, Jacques missed her, missed the sex, missed being able to see her daily. But he knew he could never make her happy again. All he wanted to do these days was be a good father to Chris.

“His teacher wants a conference with one of us on Friday,” Claudia said. “Actually, she wants to meet with both of us but she’ll take either of us.”

“Just let me know when and I’ll be there,” Jacques said. “I can come by later to talk to him. He’s due for a nice face-to-face.”

“Come by around 6. And bring something for dinner,” Claudia said.

“Okay, see you then,” Jacques said.

“Bye,” Claudia said. The call ended.

Later after work, Jacques rang the doorbell on Claudia’s townhouse. He had a large supreme pizza from Chris’s favorite pizza parlor. Claudia answered the door and invited Jacques in.

“He’s up in his room?” he asked.

Claudia nodded. “I was just finishing up some stuff for work. Thanks for the pizza. Supreme?” she asked.

“Yep, from Palano’s,” Jacques said.

“He loves that place,” Claudia said with a smile.

She called up the stairs, “Chris!!! Your dad is here!!! He brought Palano’s!!!”.

Immediately, heavy footsteps rapidly descended the staircase. A grinning, bright-eyed boy appeared in the living room and snatched the pizza from Jacques’s hands. He went to the kitchen to grab plates.

“Hi Dad…” Chris said as an afterthought. “Thanks for the pizza.”

“No problem, Son. Eat up,” Jacques said.

They all sat at the dining table to eat. They ate in silence for a while. Chris knew what was coming. His mother had already jumped in his shit about his antics at school. He knew it was his father’s turn. He just ate and waited for the inevitable questions.

“Son, I’m sure your mother has already talked to you about what happened at school today,” Jacques began. “Tell me what happened.”

Chris punished the rest of a slice and took a sip of milk. He sighed and sat back, trying to come up with an answer to his father’s inquiry. Finally, he decided to just be honest. After all, it wasn’t that big of a deal.

“Awww Dad, I just made a joke,” he said.

Jacques frowned. “A joke, huh? So you were trying to be the class clown,” he said.

Chris’s face wrinkled up. “The class clown? What’s that?” he asked.

Clauida tried to hide her laugh. She put on a stern face. “That’s what we called idiots who acted up in class when we were your age,” she said. Jacques hid his grin as well.

Chris frowned. “I just made a statement, that’s all. A true statement,” he said.

“And what statement was that?” Jacques asked.

Chris squirmed. “I said to one of the other boys that she’s a whale,” he said softly.

Claudia’s eyes got big. She was told by the principal that Chris said something inappropriate in class but he didn’t elaborate. Now she knew why. “Chris!!! How could you?!?” she exclaimed.

“I’m sorry, Mom. But it’s true,” Chris protested.

Claudia stood up and pointed to the stairs. “Get upstairs and bring me your PlayStation and games,” she seethed. “I’ll decide when you can get them back. And you’re grounded for the weekend.”

Chris looked at his father, who held out his hands. “Hey, it’s your fault. You heard your mother. Go get them,” Jacques said.

Chris sullenly got up and went upstairs. Jacques looked at Claudia. “A whale?” he asked. Claudia shot him an evil look. “I’ll go up and talk to him. A class clown is one thing but calling the teacher a whale is cruel,” he said.

Claudia shook her head. “Sure,” she said.

Jacques went upstairs and knocked on Chris’s door. He opened the door and stuck his head in. Chris was mad but he was putting his game system and games in a box for his mother.

“Hey,” Jacques said. He sat down on the bed. “You did this. What on Earth possessed you to say something like that?”

Chris sighed. “Dad, it’s true. She is a whale. She weighs like 1000 pounds,” he said.

Jacques shook his head. “Dude, even if she is that big, it’s not nice to say stuff like that about her. C’mon now. You know better than that,” he said.

Chris grumbled and sighed. “I know. I’m sorry,” he said.

“Don’t tell me. Tell your teacher the next time you see her. A nice, sincere, honest apology,” Jacques said.

“Yes sir,” Chris said.

“Good,” Jacques said. He stood up. “C’mon, let’s get downstairs with that stuff. You’re in for a very boring weekend.”

They went downstairs and Chris gave his mother the games and game system. “Now, head right back up to your room. You had homework to do and it had better be done when I get up there,” Claudia said. Chris scowled and trudged up the stairs.

Claudia looked at Jacques. “What excuse did he give you?” she asked.

Jacques shrugged. “None. He just said it was the truth,” he said. Claudia covered her mouth to stifle a giggle. Jacques frowned. “So she really is big?” he asked.

Claudia nodded. “She is. Ms. Simonson is nice but she is a big woman. But name-calling is wrong, and Chris knows better,” she said.

“That’s what I said to him,” Jacques said. “I told him he needs to apologize to the teacher.”

Claudia nodded. “Cool. Ms. Simonson is new and I’m sure that she has been called worse by some of the other kids,” she said. “But Chris won’t be doing that. Not ever again.”

“Hmmm…” Jacques said thoughtfully.

“Ms. Simonson wants to meet one of us on Friday at 3 pm,” Claudia said. “The students get out early that day. Can you pick Chris up and take him to meet with her?”

“Sure,” Jacques said. “Let Ms. Simonson know that I’ll meet her on Friday.”

“Thanks,” Claudia said with a smile.

“Anytime,” Jacques said. “I have to go. I’ll call you later.”

“Buh-bye,” Claudia said, and Jacques left the townhouse.

On Friday, Jacques arrived at the townhouse to pick up Chris for the parent/teacher conference. Chris came outside and grudgingly climbed into Jacques’s car. Jacques watched him buckle up and they took off.

Thirty-four-year-old Julie Simonson sighed as she looked at her notes on her desk. She looked up at the clock as she waited for her student’s parents to arrive for the conference. She had already met with two other parents today and she was ready to go somewhere and get a drink. A big margarita was calling her.

This was her first year teaching at Towson and she had mixed emotions about being there. The faculty was great and supportive but these kids were brutal. She had moved to Florida from Boston, Massachusetts, where she had left her ex-husband. This was supposed to be her new beginning after years of mental and physical abuse in her marriage. Thus far, all it had been was loneliness. But she had been through worse and had come out the other side. She would be okay.

Julie had always been a hefty, voluptuous gal but she gained over 100 pounds while being married. Her ex-husband really did a number on her, and she overcompensated for it with food. Food was her crutch and comfort and the pounds piled on. Another teacher at the school where they worked finally sat her down one day and talked to her. She had come to school with bruises around her neck that she could not hide. Her ex had done a good job of beating Julie in a fashion where bruises couldn’t be seen. Not that day, he didn’t.

Julie had enough anyway and was grateful for the intervention. She never went back home that day. She went to the police and reported the abuse. The co-worker put Julie in contact with a counselor who helped her get a fresh start. Afterward, Julie filed for divorce.

Julie was 5’10” and 380 lbs when she arrived in Florida for the new job at Towson. She fit in well with the faculty and was grateful for the opportunity. She was used to teaching high school kids, so the younger students were a challenge for her, but they were nothing compared to the hell she went through during her marriage. She would adapt.

“Okay, so Ms. Simonson is not expecting you so when we get in here, do your thing and we can figure out where you can sit while I talk with her,” Jacques said to Chris as they headed to the classroom.

“Yessir,” Chris replied.

They entered Ms. Simonson’s classroom and saw her sitting behind her desk. Surprise did register on her face when she saw Chris but she played it off and reached out to shake Jacques’s hand.

“Hey there,” Julie greeted, shaking Jacques’s hand. She looked at Chris. “I wasn’t expecting Chris to be here.”

“Ms. Simonson, I just wanted to say that I’m very sorry for what I said about you. My parents were very disappointed in me and I was disappointed with myself. It won’t happen again,” Chris said.

Julie looked at him, impressed by the apology. She was sure that his parents had something to do with it but she liked Chris’s sincerity.

“Well, thank you, Chris. I do appreciate that. I’m sure we can move past this and continue with our great year,” she said. “I’m going to talk with your dad for a bit so yoo can get going. You can go outside the classroom and sit. We won’t be long.”

“Yes ma’am,” Chris said. He looked at Jacques and headed to the classroom door. Jacques and Julie watched him walk outside the classroom and then Julie pointed to a chair next to her desk. Jacques sat down.

“I’m impressed,” Julie said, sitting down behind her desk. “I wasn’t expecting that at all.”

“Ms Simonson, I am so very sorry about this. Chris wasn’t raised to talk like that. He knows better,” Jacques said.

“Mr. Allen, Chris is a good kid and very smart. His apology shows his maturity level. He just needs to stay focused,” Julie said. “Actually, I think the curriculum is not challenging enough for Chris. He needs harder classes. Have you thought about enrolling him in a STEM program?”

Jacques was surprised by this. Chris loved video games and he could see his son being a programmer, writing code for his own games.

“Uhhh, it’s something I’d have to talk with his mother about. But I’m sure she will support it if you believe Chris could do it,” Jacques replied.

Julie smiled. “Mr. Allen, what Chris said about me isn’t anything new to me. I’ve dealt with that for years. So it’s no big deal. But Chris has a lot of potential. I really want to see him do well and flourish. Please consider my suggestion. Talk it over with his mother and let me know how to proceed,” she said.

“I’ll do that,” Jacques said, smiling. He stood up and reached out to shake Juiie’s hand. “Thank you for meeting with me,” he said.

“The pleasure is all mine,” Julie said. Jacques waved at her and exited the classroom.

Julie smiled. Mmmm, nice, she thought. Tall, built, and chocolate. Definitely the nicest-looking parent I’ve seen today. She collected her things and prepared to head home.

Neither Chris nor Jacques said much on the way home. Chris was hoping his apology was enough to shorten his grounding. Jacques was thinking about Ms. Simonson’s recommendation. A STEM education would provide great opportunities for his son. He was sure Claudia would agree with him.

The meeting was a win all the way around. Jacques expected a straight balloon upon seeing Ms. Simonson but she was beautiful. True, she was a big woman but she was also very curvy and shapely. It was hard for him to believe she was 400 lbs.

They came to a traffic light and Jacques was lost in thought. He sighed and made an abrupt right turn. Chris looked around in dismay.

“Where are we going?” he asked.

“Palano’s,” Jacques said. “Getting dinner.”

Chris was excited. Maybe his punishment was over. “For real, Dad? You think Mom will lift my punishment?” he asked hopefully.

They rode for a while longer and Jacques pulled into the pizza parlor’s parking lot. He turned to Chris. “Not a chance. You know your mother. You’re good and grounded this weekend. I just need to discuss some things with her. That’s all. But I will tell her how your apology went over with Ms. Simonson,” he said. “Very nice, by the way. You got lyrics. Ms. Simonson was very impressed.”

Chris smiled. “Thanks. It was worth a try,” he said.

Jacques laughed. “I get it. C’mon,” he said.

They got the pizza and went back to the townhouse. Jacques discussed Ms. Simonson’s STEM recommendation with Claudia, who was delighted with the idea. They talked to Chris, who also felt good about the program. As much as he loved video games, programming his own would be the ultimate. He promised to put forth his best effort in the curriculum. After dinner, Jacques said goodnight and headed home.

As he drove back towards his condo, Jacques suddenly didn’t feel like being home. It was a beautiful Friday evening. It wasn’t really warm out and it made for a perfect evening to sit out on a sidewalk cafe. There was an Applebee’s near his condo that he ate at frequently and he decided to go there for a couple of beers.

He walked into the establishment and asked the hostess for a seat outside. The hostess said there weren’t any tables available with the nice weather, but there were seats at the outdoor bar. Jacques said that was fine and headed towards the outdoor bar. He sat down and ordered an Angry Orchard.

“Hey, Mr. Allen!” a familiar voice called from behind him. Jacques turned and saw the smiling face of Ms. Simonson sitting alone at a table. She waved at him.

“Hey!” Jacques said, waving back at her and smiling. He grabbed his beer and headed towards her table. “I’m surprised to see you here. Do you live nearby?” he asked.

She nodded. “I live a couple of miles away,” she said.

“Me too. Wow, fancy that,” Jacques said. “May I join you?”

She held out her hand, welcoming him. “Please do,” she said.

Jacques sat down. “By the way, I’m Jacques,” he said.

“And I’m Julie,” she replied with a grin. “Sounds so much better than Ms. Simonson and Mr. Allen, huh?”

“Yes, I like Julie better,” Jacques said.

“I really like Jacques better,” Julie said with a laugh. “Are there any French people in your family?”

“No, but my mother loves France. She visited there a few times. She wanted me to have a French name so Jacques it was,” Jacques said.

Julie nodded. “It’s a nice name. Have you ever been to France?” she asked.

“Yes, a couple of times. Been to Paris to see the Eiffel Tower. That was during my Army days,” Jacques answered.

“How long were you in the Army?” Julie asked.

“Twelve years. I met Chris’s mother in Germany,” Jacques said.

“Ohhh, okay,” Julie said. “I’ve met her. She’s nice.”

“Yeah, and she wants to see Chris do well. She was thrilled at your suggestion today,” Jacques said.

“I’m happy to hear that. I’ll get you guys the number for the counselor so you can talk,” Julie said.

“Great,” Jacques said. “What are you drinking? Margarita?”

Julie nodded. “My favorite,” she said.

“Would you like another?” Jacques offered.

Julie shook her head. “No, I’ve had two. That’s my limit,” she said.

“Time to head home, huh?” Jacques asked.

“Unfortunately,” Julie said grimly.

“What’s your rush if you don’t want to go home?” Jacques asked. “You don’t like my company?”

Julie laughed. “I love your company. Actually, I’m surprised you wanted to have a drink with me,” she said.

Jacques looked at her. “Why is that?” he asked.

Julie shook her head. “Good-looking guy like you with someone like me? The thought is too much of a tease for me to bear,” she said.

“Someone like you? What’s that supposed to mean?” Jacques asked.

Julie rolled her eyes. “You know what your son said about me. It wasn’t the first time a student had called me something like that. I’m used to it and just deal with it. But I’m a realist. No man is looking at me as if he wanted to date me,” she said.

Jacques put his elbow on the table and rested his chin in his hand. He locked his eyes on her in thought. Finally, he said, “Julie, I have no illusions about your appearance and what students may say about you.. But that doesn’t mean you are unattractive.”

Julie smiled. “So you’re attracted to big women?” she asked.

Jacques held out his hands. “You may be a big woman but you’re beautiful,” he said.

“I’m a very big woman,” Julie said. “5’10” and 380 lbs of woman. With measurements of 44-48-70. That’s more woman than most men can handle.”

Jacques smiled. “I’m not most men,” he said.

Julie narrowed her eyes at him. “I have a big appetite to match. And I’m not talking about food,” she added.

“Even better,” Jacques said. He sat up and looked at her. “Look, Julie. I’m no chubby chaser or feeder. Not all BBWs are built the same. I love a woman with curves. You have plenty and that’s what I see.”

Julie swallowed. “When I first saw you, my first thought was that is a beautiful man,” she said. “Tall, athletic, chocolate. I entertained the thought of being with you for a hot second and pushed it out of my mind. But now, it seems that fate brought us together again.”

“Yes, it has,” Jacques said softly.

“I’m tired of playing with my toys,” she said. “I need a human touch.”

“Say less,” Jacques said. “Would you like to get out of here?”  

Julie smiled and stood up. “Yes, let’s go,” she said and headed for the exit. Jacques downed the rest of his beer and followed her.

His eyes washed over her form as they walked. She came to the bar from work, so the dress she wore was the same one that Jacques saw her in during the conference. Jacques’s eyes bugged as her wide ass tilted crazily under the dress with each step. My goodness, her doggy-style is gonna be ridiculous, he thought.

Julie felt his eyes burning into her body and she stole a look at his face. She smiled inwardly at his reaction to her. It made her feel so very sexy and desired. She didn’t know if this evening would lead anywhere in the future, but she was going to enjoy her time tonight.

He followed her back to her condo a couple of miles away. They didn’t speak and Jacques continued to steal looks at Julie’s body.

As she prepared to unlock her door, Julie finally said, “I think you like what you see.”

Jacques grinned. “All that body? I do,” he replied.

She opened her door and welcomed him in. “Well, tonight, it’s all yours,” she said.

She locked her door and turned to him. Now he could touch her. She threw her arms up on his shoulders. At 6’2”, he was taller than her and she looked up at him with her beautiful, green eyes. He wrapped his arms around her waist and let his hands roam across her generous bottom.

“Damn, your ass is so soft,” he breathed.

Julie giggled. “Baby, my whole body feels like a titty,” she purred.

Jacques had to laugh at that. For confirmation, his hands went back up her hip to her chest and groped her bosom. She breathed hard as her chest flushed with arousal.

Jacques nodded. “Yes, I agree. Your whole body is quite soft and juicy,” he said.

He took her face in his hands and kissed her deeply. Julie parted her lips and gave him her tongue. Jacques gently sucked on it and their kiss deepened. Julie broke away and gasped for breath.

“Oh my God, you have me so hot…” she moaned.

She pulled up her dress over her hips and over her shoulders, tossing it aside. She unclasped her heavy-duty bra and her huge, milky, 44KK-cup titties fell free. She then pushed off her granny panties and stood naked before Jacques.

Jacques licked his lips and grinned. He was ready to devour her. He gently pushed her back onto the bed and climbed between her legs.

“My, my, my… All this playground,” he whispered. “I’m going to enjoy this.”

He leaned down and gathered as much of her titty-flesh in his hands as he could. He took one of her stiff, fat, pink nipples into his mouth. Julie cried out loudly as he sucked hard on it. She cradled his head in her arms.

Jacques lavished his tongue around her wide, bumpy areolas and went back to sucking her nipple. Julie moaned and writhed beneath him. He went to her other titty and began to feast on it as well.

Her body was indeed very soft and plush. Her titties were huge and he could barely get his hands around all of them. He moved to her soft belly and wallowed his face in her belly button. He grabbed her belly flesh and squished it in his hands, licking and kissing each inch. Julie was moaning like crazy and drove him wild.

He sat up, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and grabbed her feet. He pushed her legs back as wide as he could and eyed her juicy fupa under her belly flesh. He could see that her pussy was sparsely haired. Her labia was wet and swollen with desire. Her throbbing clit protruded from its hiding place under its hood. It was begging for attention.

Jacques growled and kissed along her thighs to behind her knee. He felt Julie’s body quake and she shrieked. She then moaned even louder. He had hit a new erogenous zone she never knew she had.

“Uh oh, I think I found your spot…” he muttered. “Let me see if that other leg has one, too.”

He went to her other leg and licked the same spot behind her knee. Julie shrieked again and her pussy bubbled. Unable to wait any longer, Jacques dove his face into her desperate pussy and sucked up her juices.

It had been years since Julie had her pussy licked and her body now didn’t know what to do with itself. She trembled and twitched uncontrollably as she creamed all over Jacques’s face. He growled and continued sucking on her clit. Julie began to feel lightheaded and she faded away…

Her eyes fluttered open and she dizzily tried to sit up. She realized she was on her side and she reached for her mobile phone on her nightstand. She looked at the time. It was almost three in the morning.

She sighed and smiled, remembering the delicious feeling of the massive orgasm she experienced before passing out. Jacques gave it to her. Then she realized that his arm lay across her side and he was spooning her from behind. She listened and heard his soft snores. He was sound asleep.

She couldn’t see him and wondered if he was naked like she was. She could feel his bulge on her booty cheek. Damn, she thought. Why did I had to fall asleep? I need that dick in my life right now. I want to at least taste it.

She began to slowly turn towards him, trying not to wake him. Jacques stirred and lay on his back. Julie was now free and turned to him. He had taken off his shirt and wore his boxer briefs. She could see a noticeable bulge in his crotch. She moaned softly and caressed it.

Jacques stirred a little but stayed asleep. A big smile came across his face and she giggled a little. He’s having a great dream and I haven’t done anything, she thought. I hope he’s dreaming of me.

She continued caressing his crotch and felt his dick hardening. She eased her hand into his fly and gently pulled his now stiff dick out. Her mouth watered as she stared at the first flesh-and-blood dick she had touched in a long time She slowly stroked it in her hand.

“My God, it looks so perfect,” she said softly to herself. “I have to taste it.”

She got herself in position. She got on her knees and bent over his lap. She kept her eyes on him and bathed her wet tongue over his dickhead. She gently took it into her mouth and savored his musky taste.

Jacques stirred a bit and moaned softly. His dick was now throbbing hard. Julie sucked purposefully on his dick, getting more inches into her mouth as her head went up and down. She soon had most of him in her hot throat. Jacques’s moaning got louder but he was still asleep.

If one thing good came out of Julie’s marriage, it was the discovery of her libido. Unfortunately, her ex abused that just as he did every other aspect of her life. He degraded her during sex and made her do all kinds of foul things in bed. But she did discover how much she loved sucking dick. Her thirst was now awakened as she fellated Jacques. She was starting to moan as she sucked him faster. Her pussy had started to bubble again.

Jacques’s eyes flew open and he looked down. He saw Julie’s head bobbing sloppily, up and down on his glistening dick. He reached for her head but stopped himself. Julie saw him and popped his dick from his mouth.

“I’m sorry, I couldn’t help myself. I had to taste you. I don’t want to stop,” she pleaded.

“Fuck… Please don’t stop. Suck to your heart’s content,” Jacques gasped. “Damn girl, you got me about to nut.”

It was all Julie needed to hear. He pushed off his boxr briefs and she now had free unfettered access to him. She moaned desperately and began sucking him fast and deep. She cradled his dick around his balls and swallowed him completely. Jacques’s balls and her hand was coated with her saliva.

Jacques’s head fell back and his glutes locked up. His volcano began to erupt into Julie’s gullet.

“OOOOOOOHHHHHH FUUUUUUUUCKKKK!!!” he screamed, clenching his fists.

Julie swallowed as much of his seed as she could but a lot of it exploded from the sides of her mouth onto her hand and his balls. She kept sucking, moaning her delight. When he went soft, she spat him out and sat up. She had a huge smile on her face.

“Thank you,” she said, licking the cum from the back of her hand. “I had forgotten how much I love doing that.”

Jacques stared at her and shook his head. “Wow…” was all he could say.

She started to lie down on her side and he reached out to her. “NO!!!” he shouted. “Stay that way. On your knees.”

Julie got back on her knees and looked at him. Jacques got up and let his eyes wash over her form. He touched her arm and then ran his hand along her back, admiring the curve of her arch. He then palmed her soft ass-flesh.

“This is what I didn’t get to enjoy earlier,” he said softy. “All this ass.”

He got up and got behind her. He wrapped his arms around her backside and hugged it warmly. He squeezed her flesh in his hands and then jiggled her booty.

“Goodness gracious…” he moaned.

Julie smiled and giggled. She stuck her ass out more. “You like all that, huh?” she purred.

“Oh yes…” Jacques said. “So very soft.”

She saw his dick dangling between his legs, rock hard again. She pulled away from him and got off the bed. She got down on her knees and reached out for him.

“I need your cock again, please…” she begged.

Jacques got off the bed and stroked his dick. He stood in front of Julie’s face and ran his hand through her dark red hair. He grabbed a bunch and yanked back. Julie sucked in her breath. She opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue. jacques fed her his dick and pushed it into her mouth deep. He grabbed both sides of her face and drove his dick in and out of her mouth.

Jacques drew in his breath and his head fell back. “Oh fuck, girl, your throat is the truth,” he moaned. “You do love sucking dick, don’t you?”

He pulled his dick from her mouth and Julie breathed hard. “Please… Give it back to me,” she begged again. She cupped her heavy bosom and pulled at her nipples.

Jacques fed her his dick again and began throat-fucking her anew. He fought to keep his cum at bay but it was hard because it felt so good. His balls were starting to bounce but he didn’t want to cum that way. He wanted to fuck her doggy-style and fill her pussy with nut. He pulled his dick away once again. He looked down at her.

“I know you want to swallow my cum again but I need to feel that pussy,” he said.

Julie wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and then got up off the carpet. She climbed onto the bed and bent over, getting her grand ass high in the air. She looked back at Jacques expectantly.

He did not hesitate. He came up behind her and pulled her back towards him. He smacked her ample booty-flesh and spread open her cheeks. He entered her deep and felt her liquid heat surround his dick. Her sugarwalls swelled and held onto his shaft. He grabbed her hips and began to blow her back out.

This was different than fucking yourself with a dildo. Julie’s brain registered that her pussy was filled with hard, throbbing dick and her body reacted. Her body quaked with each stroke. His heavy balls slapped her clit and her pussy splashed passion juice. She cried out loudly as the orgasms continuously rolled through her body.

Once again, Jacques felt his balls bounce. He was about to blast. He reached and grabbed Julie’s hair. He yanked back and her pussy seized up around his dick. His dick was in a chokehold and her pussy released. That pushed him over the edge. Jacques threw his head back and roared. He flooded her love canal with his semen. He seemed to be cumming forever. He continued stroking her out until he went limp and fell out of her used-up pussy. His cum poured out of her onto the bed.

“Oh my fuck…” he moaned. “I think I nutted my soul out.”

Julie pitched forward onto her tummy and didn’t move. Jacques stumbled to the bed and collapsed on the bed beside her. They were soon both knocked out.

When Jacques’s eyes fluttered open a few hours later, he was staring at Julie’s face. She had a look of contentment in her eyes. She reached over and gently stroked the side of his face.

“Wake up, sleepyhead,” she said softly.

“Hey,” he said. “Boy, you drained me something fierce.”

“Drained you? That’s too bad because I want more,” Julie said with a giggle. “You need to understand that I’m seriously backed up. I need much release.”

Jacques laughed. “I guess I opened Pandora’s Box, huh?” he said softly.

Julie smiled. “Yes, you did,” she said. “I don’t know if you want to continue seeing me but I have you for now. I need to extract at least three more nuts from you. That will get me right for a while.”

Jacques laughed. “Yes, ma’am. I’m at your service,” he said.

Julie smiled widely. Finally, she had someone who knew her worth.

END