Jenna's Journal Ch2, Pictures In
I started to write this after talking to a bunch of my friends a little while ago at the bar we went to for ladies night and started telling about our wildest sex acts. A couple of the women were friends of friends and did not believe I had done all these things.
The one reason the women who don't know me were shocked is that a lot of people cannot imagine a fat chick having a wild sex life and at five foot ten and 290 pounds I am fat, I also wear a 52H bra and have long sable colored hair and deep blue eyes. Oh yeah and I have a sex drive that would kill most men.
My friends started teasing me that I should write down all of my sexcapades for future reference and I decided what the hell, it might be fun. I am thirty now but I have been having wild experiences like these for fourteen years, so I guess it safe to say I have a lot to write about.
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This happened when I was 27, I had been friends with DJ for years and had only gotten sexual with him just before I left town for college last year.
My grandparents had set up a trust-fund that would pay for my school and living expenses as long as I was in college of some kind. It didn't take me long to realize I prefer to go to school part time and change majors a lot over having a real job. My parents could have fought it after the first five years I am sure but they agreed to keep it going as long as I mostly stayed out of our quite little upscale town since my wild ways tended to embarrass my dad who is the chief D.A. So basically I only come back to my hometown a few weeks a year and I try to time it with when my folks go on vacation.
Last year DJ had told me that before me he had never thought of a big woman sexually but that after knowing me for five years he had the hots for me and well one thing lead to another. The summer before on one of my quick trips to town we ended up fooling around for a wild weekend right before I went back to school.
I came back this summer for two weeks and found out that he had taken his little boy camping and would not be back until just before I was to leave. I tried not to be bummed cause I know that he does not get his kid all that much and this was the first year his ex had let him have him for a month during the summer but damn I wanted to play with DJ again. We had recently talked on line and he admitted to me I had affected his sex life totally, now all of a sudden he found himself looking at big women totally differently and had gone out with a few of them during the year. I wanted to make damn sure he remembers that while big girls are sexy as hell I am still the sexiest one he knows. Hey, a girl can have an ego too, you know.
My parents had come back from vacation already and I was only planning on staying in town for two more days to do my family visit duty when DJ finally called me and told me he was back in town and that he had a friend who would babysit his little boy until 1 a.m but that we could not go to his house because they were there. It was already 9pm and with the parents home I could not bring DJ there if I didn't want to deal with them having a heart attack.
We talked for a while and DJ admitted to me that the one thing that had driven him the most insane last time was the hand job I had given him in the car as we drove back from dinner that last night. What really shocked me was when he admitted that the fact that I had whipped out my camera and snapped a picture of his dick when we parked in his driveway had blown his mind. After a while he confessed that the idea that someone might come by had made him so hot that now he fantasized about it all the time.
I knew I might not get much out of it but the idea of taking him somewhere dark but not too secluded and playing around with him while I tried out my new digital camera was getting me hot. I thought about the car situation, I have a red sports car but it has a gear shift between the front seats and didn't offer too much space.
Then it hit me, borrow one of the parent's cars. I know it is a cliche but the more my folks get down on me about how my wild ways reflect on them the more I want to thumb my nose at them but since they pretty much hold the purse strings I have to do it in little ways. The idea of fooling around damn near in public in one of their staid, boring cars was hot.
I knew the old man would never give up the keys to the caddy but mom is usually an easy mark. I just couldn't get hot and bothered about her Cutlass but idea of taking her peach colored Aerostar, which of course everyone in town knows belongs to the D.A.'s wife and which she used for her charity work, was a turn on. I simply told mom that a friend had a leak in her basement and wanted me to help move her stuff to a storage unit before anything got damaged. Being mom she bought it and even suggested some of the better storage facilities in town. Got to love her even if she is a bit oblivious.
I got DJ on his cell and told him to meet me at the gas station near his house. Thankfully DJ lives in a part of town that is really wooded and has lots of little winding side streets. I already knew where I wanted to go and was hoping the lot would not be too lit or even too dark.
Orton, Toothman and Kane, my aunt's husband's engineering firm was located off of a winding road at the base of a steep hill and the parking lot sloped down a bit, it was totally surrounded by trees, except for where you drove in which faced the stop signs and which you could look right into as you came down the hill. The fact that my aunt always made comments about me behind my back while her husband was always trying to catch glimpses down my shirt made the idea that much hotter.
We drove into the lot just as it was finally getting really dark and I pulled over to the farthest parking spot, the one marked Mr. Kane, my uncle's spot. I turned off the lights and could see pretty well by the orangish light off of the building. Beside the car was grassy little area with park benches and right beyond that was a walkway along the stream that went through the woodsy area.
I showed DJ my new digital camera as he told me how hot the idea was making him. Being in control was turning me on so I told him to take off his shorts and pull them down around his knees. I told him to start touching himself really slowly. DJ told me he thought I was going to do it for him and I told him I might if he impressed me enough.
The Aerostar was so dark inside I could just barely make out DJ's nice thick cock in his hand while I set the camera up on a lower resolution and set it up for night shots. Over the tiny little beeps the camera made as I set it I could hear the sound of DJ's hand stroking his cock. It was so dark I could not see anything in the LCD display unless I aimed it right at the light over the door and then I only saw an orange little ball of light.
I aimed the camera in the general direction of DJ's crotch and snapped a photo.
I showed him the LCD display that showed the picture for a few seconds after I had taken it, he made a little gasping sound and started to stroke a bit faster. The tip of his cock looked very round and perfect peeking out of the top of his hand in the photo and I was really starting to get into it.
We talked quietly about how he had been fantasizing about this and how he now found himself looking at bigger women. He told me that the first time we had played in the car was easily the third sexiest thing he had happen to him, this of course made me want to make this one at least number two on his list. Yes I am competitive.
I took a few more photos and only mis-aimed once. After taking the second photo a car came down the hill side, it's headlights shining right into the minivan. We both held still, holding our breath as if it would make a difference as to wether they would see us and come in the lot. When the car drove around the corner and out of sight we both sighed but had to admit it was a turn on.
I licked my right hand and reached out to grasp DJ's cock.
Maybe I am weird but I have always liked the feel of a cock in my hand, the way they are so hard and soft at the same time, The term fist in a velvet glove is close but it is more like a steel rod in a satin cover. I adore the way that they are all so different from each other, large, small, slender, thick, the way they are shaped, perfectly strait, curved g-spotters, with flat heads or perfectly round little mushroom heads, they are all so fun to touch. DJ's was the perfect size, a slight g-spotter action going on made it just a bit more exciting and his cock was just the right thickness to fill my hand without being too thin or fat.
I used my left hand to hold up the little camera and snapped a photo of his cock surrounded by my hand in the dark then went back to stroking it slowly. Another car went by and I just kept stroking his hard cock. DJ had his head thrown back and was breathing deep.
