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She's a Brick....HOUSE  

JimmyB7474 59M
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4/19/2018 12:00 pm
She's a Brick....HOUSE

Oh! She’s A Brick…House
“She’s mighty mighty .. letting it ALL hang out. The clothes she wears, her sexy ways, makes an old man wish for younger days…Yeah, yeah yeah..How can she loose with what she use? Thirty six..Twenty four…Thirty six … What a winning hand…. ”

Isn’t it funny how a song can open up a memory thought buried decades ago? It was sometime in the nineteen eighties when I was a freshman at TTU. It was the dead of winter and some fraternity sponsored a dance at the top floor of the University Center to raise funds for some charity. Word spread to my pals Tommy and Billy and we made plans to attend. Yeah, I am a dancing fool. In high school we had a dancing club that was sponsored by Mrs. Haney. We learned just about every dance step from the Jitterbug to the free style of Disco and just about everything in between. This would be the first time I got to strut my stuff at TTU.

God it was awful. A freak snowstorm on Thursday and by Friday the roads were clear but the temperatures were in the teens. And my winter coat was still at home. My blue jean jacket was all I had to fight the cold.

About 40 students showed up for the dance. The Multi-Purpose Room could have handled 300 or more with room to spare. No one wanted to get on the floor and dance. The DJ was good. The music selections were great but no one wanted to “break the ice” (yeah it was cold, did I mention that?).

Then I saw her. Black Dress. Big Tits. Spike Heels. Sparkly Necklace. And (On My God) RED HAIR! About 5 foot 4 in heels. I think I lost about 40 IQ points because I was incapable of speaking more than two words at a time for about 5 minutes. I stared with my mouth open until Tommy and Billy (who was there with his girlfriend Cindy) told me to go over and introduce myself. Was I THAT obvious?

As I walked up to say hello the DJ started that song. The horn section blared out and the Commodores started<b> singing </font></b>“She’s A BRICK…House…” My eyes locked with hers and she reached out and grabbed my hand and practically dragged me onto the dance floor before I could even get the word “Hello” out of my mouth.

Mother of GOD she was beautiful. Every word of the song described her perfectly. We danced. WE moved. She mesmerized me with her movements. Her tits were moving like they were alive and dancing across her chest.



I remember thinking to myself, “God, don’t stare….. Stay calm…. DON”T get a BONER!... Oh my god.” over and over again as the music played. I looked up and almost everyone was on the dance floor now. Wow…just wow….

We were moving like poetry. She would adapt to whatever style I switched to. At one point I remember the DJ put on “Rock Around The Clock” and to my pleasant surprise she dropped into a full blown Jitterbug dance step and seemed surprised when I started leading her into the loops and swirls in time to the music. We danced until we could not dance any more. Again she took my hand and dragged me off the dance floor this time. While getting a drink at the water fountain, I introduced myself and asked for her name.

“Jennifer” was all she said. When I pressed for a last name she looked up from the fountain and said “Waters” Suddenly I thought it odd that her last name was just what she was drinking at the time. The odd feeling got worse as we went back inside and she thanked me for the dance and walked away to her circle of friends without looking back. I was “dismissed” plain and simple. Two words were all she said to me and one of them was a lie. I was sure of it.

Long story short, Jennifer started dancing with some other guy so I decided the dance was a bust as I would be going home by myself tonight. Tommy (not a dancer AT AL was already to leave and suggested we drive down to Gainesboro to get some booze. Billy and Cindy were also ready to leave. Tommy’s car was parked at the front entrance to the UC and as we went down the stairs, we ran into “Miss Waters” leaving the dance and Tommy (bless his heart) invited her to come along with us and to my surprise, she wanted to go. I got the cold shoulder routine as we walked out to Tommy’s car. Jennifer called shotgun and I wound up sitting in the back with Cindy and Billy. Billy tried to make a move on Cindy shortly after the motor started and she shut him down hard. I almost felt sorry for him.

Tommy and Jennifer were chatting and even flirting in the front seat. All I could do was sit and watch and fume. Every once and a while I would catch “Miss Waters” eyeballing me as she put her hand on Tommy’s leg. This was the first time I ever wanted to throw someone out of a moving car.

The trip to Gainesboro was absolutely uneventful. No other care were on the icy road and the temperature was now in the single digits. Two bottles of wine were purchased and consumed in the car. The trip back to Cookeville was a lot more interesting. Jennifer, in her heavy winter coat, thought it would be fun to roll down the windows and yell “FREEZE OUT!”. Subjecting the three of us in the back seat to wind chills of god-only-knows-what… had all of us screaming at her and Tommy.

The third time the windows came down, I had had enough. I reached across the seats and pulled “Miss Waters” coat right off her back. Shit. She could freeze with the rest of us. I thought. I guess I thought wrong. The next thing I know she climbed over the car seat into the back with us fighting to get the coat back from me. Hands in my hair and pulling, I decided it was ON bitch. So, I grabbed a handful of tit and squeezed each time she pulled my hair.

Next thing I know both tits have popped out of that dress and she’s got both Billy and me in a double headlock, my face pressed deep into her soft tits. Not sure what Billy was doing but I decided to slip my free right hand up her skirt and grab a little hair of my own. To my surprise there was very little to grab. Her pussy was mostly bare under her panties. It was also soaking wet too. My first red head, my first shaved pussy in hand, and my first threesome (foursome?) in the back seat of a car. Jennifer started humping my hand.

I spoke too soon. Cindy, after shutting Billy down numerous times, decided to vacate the back by climbing into the front seat. Wow…was she PISSED. By now Billy was sucking tit and trying to cop a feel himself. Too bad, my hand got there first.

What the fuck? The bitch BIT me on the shoulder! I reached around with my left hand and spanked her ass HARD! The moan that came out of her throat was loud and kind of exciting. As if I needed more excitement. My cock was hard as a rock and I couldn’t get to my zipper. “Miss Waters” continued to scratch and claw at both Billy and I while Cindy was screaming at Tommy to “Take me to the fucking dorms Asshole!” After that exchange, I lost interest in them.

A few minutes later, the car rolls to a stop, Cindy gets out (damn it’s fucking COLD) and opens the back door. “Billy!” she screams. “Get your ass out of that car!” To my surprise, Billy stops what he’s doing, looks around and gets out of the car. Cindy about breaks the door slamming it so hard. All this time, Tommy is laughing his head off.

Me, I look up just in time to see Cindy smack the living shit right out of Billy on the side of the road. “Miss Waters” moans again and is now rubbing the outline of my boner through my jeans. We drive on through the snow as I slip my fingers deeper into wet, hot pussy. Jennifer grabbed my shirt and ripped it open in the front. Buttons flew in all directions.

Tommy parked the car near the men’s dorms. He then got out laughing and told me to lock up the car when I was done. At least I think that’s what he said. I was busy wrestling with a wild woman in the back seat. With more room, now that Cindy and Billy had vacated the back, we were removing clothing and that’s when I noticed she was wearing hose, but not panty hose. While I struggled with my belt and pants, Jennifer slipped out of the (now soaked) black lace panties and pulled her stretched out dress over her head. The black bra was pulled down but not off.

Again the claws went into my hair. With incredible strength Jennifer pulled my head down between her legs and threw one leg over my shoulder (the one with the teeth marks on it) and started face fucking me. Not to be out done, I slipped a digit in both holes while I sucked her clit. Her moaning turned into loud cursing.

Something along the lines of ,”Suck my pussy you fucking prick! Suck me HARDDD! God damn it!” You fucking bastard you like it don’t ya? You little cock sucking dick wad.” And a few comments about my immediate family including eating my dog’s ass and ass fucking my sister. The list continued the whole time I was being face fucked.



Suddenly the she devil let go of my head, leaned back a bit and told me to put my cock inside her. Ok, don’t have to tell me twice. Slowly at first then she slid to the side with me on top and we fucked our brains out. The cursing was gone. In it’s place was moaning and whimpering and gasping for breath. Her nails racked down my back and I know she drew blood. I literally lost my mind and all I could think of was one simple thing …FUCK FUCK FUCK….. but I couldn’t cum in this missionary position. After a few minutes of thrust after thrust I finally pulled out, rolled her over ass up and jammed myself inside her doggy style. Her gasp was loud enough to wake up the dorm. I proceeded to pound the shit out of her adding the occasional slap on the cheek of her ass.

Face down on the back seat she said something I couldn’t quite understand. So in keeping with the mood I yelled out, “What you say bitch?” while continuing my path to orgasm.

“Smack my ass HARD when you cum, you bastard!”

OK so she’s into that more than I thought. Within minutes my balls were so full they were beginning to hurt and I felt the moment was about to explode. I pulled back my right hand and slapped the shit out of her ass and grabbed hold. I exploded one..two..three…four…Fucking FIVE…SIX! ….OH GOD SEVEN~! times when she started to shudder and suddenly a gush of cum sprayed all over my balls, my legs and back seat.

Now keep this in mind. Up until this moment I had never met a woman who squirted when she cum. Here I was thinking I had just been pissed on and I didn’t take it very well.

“What the FUCK?” I said aloud. “Why the hell did ya do THAT for?” The “piss” had soaked everything in the back seat. My jeans, her dress, my button less shirt and Tommy’s upholstery.

All she could do at that moment was shake and mumble something I couldn’t understand. So, like an asshole, I repeated the question.

“What? What’s wrong? OH.. shit. I made a mess didn’t I?” she smiled at me for the first time tonight.

“Uh… is that er.. ah.. normal for you?” Shit. My ignorance was REALY showing when my two watt light bulb finally came on.

She grinned a little and said. “Don’t know. First time for that happening. Christ it’s COLD!”

I handed her clothes to her as I dug out my shoes from the bottom of the pile. Then I stuck my foot in my mouth and said the wrong thing.

“So Jennifer, what’s your real name?”

“What?”

“Waters? Come on. I wasn’t born yesterday.”

The back of the car suddenly got a LOT colder. “Fuck YOU! Asshole! Take me back to the Dorms NOW!”

OK… I guess the night was over. I got dressed, trudged through the snow to my car parked on the other side of the Quad and drove back to Tommy’s ride. The ride back to the women’s Dorm was cold and silent. As she got out I tried to say I was sorry but she stopped me with a death stare and a middle finger. For months and even years later the response I got from her was the same no matter where we accidentally met.

Why you may ask? Well, it turns out that Tommy went to high school with Jennifer. She was a year ahead of him. I found out all of this later. Seems “Jenny” was very interested in me the whole night. While flirting with Tommy (and rubbing his penis at the time) they concocted this whole plan to get me alone with her. That’s why the fool kept laughing so much. Tommy was one of her conquests in high school and she used him to get to me. I also found out her last name was really Martin, not Waters. But the fact that I caught her in her little white lie set her off and made me persona non grata …like forever.

“Face it Jimmy,” Tommy told me, “You dodged a bullet man. That bitch was CRAZY!”

“OK. So tell me Tommy,” I asked, “Why the hell did you set me up with that man eater anyway?”

“You know my car still smells like a house on Sunday morning. Shit Jim, you know the crazier the woman the better the pussy. I did you a favor man. ”
Yeah, he really did.

“She knows she’s built, and knows how to please….. Enough to knock a grown man to his knees~! Cause she’s a BRICK ….HOUSE~!”

Damn… I still love that song.

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JimmyB7474 59M

4/25/2018 10:38 am

    Quoting  :

So you are telling me I had you 4 times? Love ya too Babe. Jimmy B.

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JimmyB7474 59M

4/19/2018 12:04 pm

Hats off to the Commodores for giving us some great tunes. Jimmy B.

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