Where it happened: sorority house
Langauge: English
Sex: Male
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
I grew up in a large family and with strict parents, so despite my desire to engage in sexual activities with my high school girlfriends, I could never get any time alone. Once I got to college, though, I managed to get laid, but I never did it with a girl that would reciprocate orally after I ate her. Then when I was in my third year of college, a friend of an ex asked me to escort her to a dance at her sorority. I hesitated, but eventually accepted. She was a bit larger than my usual type, big ass, big tits. I always had petite girlfriends before. I kicked myself for days after, wishing I had turned her down, because I might get tagged as I guy that liked fat chicks. Terrible, I know. So the night of the dance came and I kind of half-assed it and acted like I really didn’t want to be there. But I guess in her view at least I showed up and wasn’t too jerky. During the band break, we walked through the sorority house (which I had never been to before, so I thought she was giving me the grand tour), and eventually walked into her bedroom where her two roommates were sitting on the beds talking with their dates, so I thought I was safe in a crowd being in her bedroom. So I began talking to my date while sitting on her bed just to pass the time, and I didn;t notice that after a few minutes the roommates and dates had quietly left. Once I did notice, I got up and said that maybe we had better get back downstairs as the band was going to start again soon. She got up too and we started walking towards the door, but as we passed the room’s very large walk-in closet, she stopped me, opened the door, and pushed me in. She closed the door behind her and immediately her hands went toward my cock. I was more dumbfounded than anything, and before I could protest she had already unbuckled my belt and was working on the button of my pants. While I started to mumble some words of protest, before I knew it she had her hands inside my underwear and had pulled out my now-erect cock. I had so not planned on this. It couldn’t have taken more than five seconds to go from being pushed inside the door to her putting her lips on my erection. I had spent months, if not years, in other romances trying to get a blow-job from girls I was screwing, but here was this fat chick within about 90 minutes of our initial date giving me the first head of my life. And I didn’t have to pay for any dinner or movie! After a few seconds she had engulfed my member, and was giving me long strokes with her hand as she guided my dick into her mouth. I was hooked, this was more than I could have ever dreamed, even if it wasn’t with anyone who I had an attraction. It took me about five minutes of her cocksucking before I came, and I pulled it out just like I had seen in the pornos so she could get a face full of my sperm. She laughed after I was done with ooze dripping down her face, and she said that there was more where that came from if I wanted to skip the rest of the dance. That was it, I couldn’t take it any more. We left the dance and walked the few blocks to my apartment. When we got inside, that dress was off in about fifteen seconds and I picked her up (she wasn’t THAT big) and carried her to my bed, where I deposited her in the middle and proceeded to fuck her with the relentless abandon that her cocksucking had kindled inside me. I plowed that girl like I had no other or had seen in any porn flick. Each time I would come, she would suck my dick back to its erect state. We did it six times (my sperm level dried up after three) including the last one up the ass, and only stopped after about six hours of sex because she said that she was too sore to continue. I was still horny but reluctantly decided to get some sleep, but after a few hours I woke her up for sex and we did it again before I had to get up and get ready for my shift at my part-time weekend job. We did the “Walk of Shame” back to her sorority and she asked me to call her later. I hate to admit that I didn’t, which made for some uncomfortable accidental run-ins on campus until I graduated. A few years later I read in an alumni magazine that she married some class dweeb, and I thought that the guy was lucky, that he was in for a satisying sex life with a nympho with few limits. Even after a few years have passed, I still rate dates as to how close their blow-jobs come to that fat chick, and none ever have. But now I know what the best oral sex is like, and if a new sexual partner won’t even make an effort, our relationship won’t last long.
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