[MF] Getting a thank-you BJ from a chubby co-ed

I went to a college that only had one Division 1 team, and that was men’s hockey. They were the kings of campus.

One Saturday night my senior year, my fraternity was throwing a mid-term party. Nothing huge, but it was good to let off steam after a week of exams. As I entered the party room, I saw Jim and Peter, two hockey players I had known since I was a freshman.

I had helped them with homework over the year (Helped = did it for them), and was currently in a business class with them. We had presented a group project the day before, and all my work got them an A. I didn’t mind, because I didn’t feel like they were using me, and being in with the hockey team had perks.

“Steve, there’s the man. What’s going on?”

We shot the shit for a minute, and they introduced me to a girl they were talking to, Caitlin. For the school, she was an average looking girl, if a little on the fat side. But, for hockey players she was well beneath them. These guys usually dated the 10’s on campus, and their side girls were still 8’s and 9’s. Caitlin was not an 8. She had a pretty face, and dressed well, but clearly had a gut. But, she also had fat girl tits, which were nice and big.

Since fraternities were only allowed to server beer and punch at events open to other students, Jim and Peter asked if I had something harder, so we all went up to my room for some shots.

I was standing behind the bar in my room, pouring another round for the 4 of us, when Jim started telling Caitlin how my work go them an A in the finance class we had together.

“If we didn’t pass that exam, we wouldn’t have been able to play last night against State”, he told her.

“Yeah”, Peter jumped in. “We owe you man.”

This was all bullshit. The class was easy and the professor was athlete friendly, so they weren’t in any danger of missing a game.

Jim wrapped his arm over Caitlin’s shoulder, and his hand reached down to squeeze her tit. She laughed and smacked his hand.

“Caitlin, any chance you help us thank our boy properly? We would owe you, and would pay you back.”

She looked up at Jim, then me, and thought for a second. “You promise?”, she asked.

“Totally. Tonight even. You know we’re good guys like that.”

“Sure. I guess. He’s pretty cute.”

With that, Jim slapped her ass, and she started walking towards me. The two guys raised their solos cups to me, and walked out of the room.

Caitlin started rubbing my crotch, as I was trying to figure out what was happening. She then grabbed my hand and pulled me to the couch.

She leaned in and started kissing me, while her hands undid my belt. She smelled like perfume, body spray, and shampoo. Very clean, and very vanilla. Almost like a stripper.

Her hands started pulling my pants down, and I raised my butt to let help her. With my pants around my ankles, my cock was half-hard, falling on one leg.

“Oh, this won’t do,” she purred, and started to stroke my cock to bring it to life.

I reached into her shirt, one of those sweaters that look like a blanket with a hole for the head. I started playing with those big fat titties a bit, and she pulled it over her head, leaving her in a tank top and bra.

With my dick hard, she reached for her purse and pulled out a small bottle of strawberry lube, and gave a squirt on to the head of my cock.

Then, she dove in. She was… enthusiastic. It was sloppy, with slurping, and the lube started to warm in her mouth. Her head was bobbing, and she put her hair in a pony tail without ever taking her mouth off me.

One hand worked my shaft, and the other played with my balls.

She took a deep breath and said, “I know I’m good, so don’t be afraid to cum quickly. Just give me a warning.”

With that, she was back at it.

After a total of 5 minutes, I decided to stop fighting it, and told her I was close.

She did something trick where her mouth was wrapped around the head of my cock, and she furiously jerked the shaft with her hand.

I felt my balls retract, and then I filled her mouth. She kept sucking, and my ass was off the couch with the intensity. It wasn’t a big load, since I had jerked off before the party started, but it felt huge.

She pulled back, turned to the coffee table, and spit into a solo cup sitting there. “Is there a bathroom up here I can use?”

“Uh, yeah. Three doors down on the left.”

She stood up, kissed me on the cheek, and said “Tell them I did a great job, okay? I think my friend Mandy would like you. I’ll friend you on Facebook.”

Then, she left the room, leaving me naked from the waist down.

I went back to the party, and enjoyed the night.

On Monday, Jim and Peter told me that they ran train on Caitlin later that night with two other guys. They kept her around because she was a “puck slut”, and would do dirty, dirty things.

Probably one of the best blow jobs of my life, and it was totally out of nowhere. Loved it.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/5qi7ez/mf_getting_a_thankyou_bj_from_a_chubby_coed