B.J.Jones the Story of My Life
Copyright© 2012 by jballs
Chapter 28
Ex-Military Sex Story: Chapter 28 - This is the story of the life of Roberta Josephine Jones. Shortened to BJ by her friends. From the battle fields Afghanistan with the Marines, loss of her life time friend, with flash backs to her wild youth. After the Marines she must find her way in the world. The early chapters of this story includes incest, les,rape and other adult themes. I plan for this to be a multi-part serial. This is my first attempt at writing. Much of the sex is in the early chapters changing to action and drama.
Caution: This Ex-Military Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Fa/Fa ft/ft Mult Consensual Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Nudism Slow
Not one of us said a word on the way home. When we got there I pulled Jen off to the side and whispered "Still game for same room, lights on?"
She smiled and nodded yes, "Go get all the pillows off the beds," I replied.
I got the boys to move the furniture back while I closed the shades. I also turned down the lights. Jenny arrived and threw the pillows into a pile in the middle of the room.
I walked over to Robert, unbuttoned and removed his shirt. I laid it neatly on a chair. Then I walked to stand back in front of him. I slowly unbuttoned my blouse and removed the blouse and jacket together, laying them on the arm of the chair. I walked back to him and pulled him chest to chest to me as our mouths met. It was a passionate kiss, hard and tight, our tongues touching lightly at first, then searching for the pleasure we knew we would find.
We broke the kiss and I went down on my knees. I looked up into his eyes as I undid his belt and unsnapped his pants. I pulled the zipper down and kissed his abdomen. I took both hands and pulled his pants down to his ankles and was staring at the longest cock I had ever seen and it still wasn't fully hard yet.
I looked over at Jenny. She was wide eyed and said, "Better you than me." He stepped out of his pants and I lay them aside.
I pulled him to me and started kissing his cock, then sucking the head into my mouth. His cock was getting harder all the time. I put my hands around his cock one on top of the other and still had a good 2 or 3 inches past my hands. That meant it was at least 9 inches long. I could get my fingers to touch so it had to be about an inch and a half in diameter. A good diameter to fuck, not fat enough to hurt anywhere I wanted it. I had been able to get cocks that size down my throat without any real problem, but the length might be a problem. I turned Robert so I could watch Jen and Bert while I enjoyed Robert's cock.
Jenny was topless as I was, but we both still had on our miniskirts. She was also on her knees in the process of pulling down Bert's pants. I heard her gasp as his cock came into view. She looked at me and shook her head. Bert's cock wasn't anywhere near as long as Robert's - about eight inches - but it was fat; at least as large as a coke can maybe bigger. I was sure with time and a lot of patience and plenty of lube she could take it. After all, I had gotten my hand in her a few days ago but a narrow hand with a few bumps is a lot different than that cock. Over the years I had toys that big and several cocks that big or bigger, but you didn't do them often and only on your own terms.
I wasn't surprised when Jenny and Bert made their way over. The guys were standing next to each other. Jenny was doing her best to kiss and suck and jack Bert's cock. I knew what she was trying to do, get him to cum and hope he wouldn't be able to get it back up for a while, 'good luck with that, girl' I thought. Experience had taught me that big cocks usually were tough to get off.
I was working Robert's cock into my mouth and lightly jacking it. I was bobbing my head to making it bang against the back of my mouth. I was trying to get my gag reflex to go away. Years ago I had it to the point with Jake that it was gone. I was close to that now. I took it out of my mouth, licked and slobbered over as much of Roberts cock as I could.
I sucked it back in and put my hands on Roberts hips so I could control what was going on. I exhaled deeply, relaxed my throat muscles, tilted my head and pulled on his hips forcing his cock down my throat. I worked my throat and tongue and stroked his cock in and out until I need air. I kept it in my mouth as I breathed several times then I did it again. I got it deeper this time so I used longer strokes, pulling it out of my throat but keeping it in my mouth. I breathed when it was out of my throat. As I got used to it at a depth I would move closer taking it deeper. I still had several inches to go but I was making progress. I had always gotten a secret thrill when I deep throated a guy and had his balls on my chin.
I could feel the end of his cock deep in my chest and I wanted it all but I was losing my ability to stroke it that deep. Robert sensed what I was doing and began to help by thrusting his hips to my rhythm. I took my hands off his hips, grabbed my boob with one and started rubbing my clit and fingering my pussy with the other. A couple of more times and I was up to his balls.
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