Shy College Girl [BBW][MF]

I started working the neighborhood bar right out of high school. It’s a college town so we’re pretty much dead five days a week, and a madhouse on Friday and Saturday. Typical for most bars I guess, and the owner always had more of us on than he really needed to so it was easy work. (The place went under after a couple of years due to his bad management, but what the hell – we had a good time while it lasted.)

So every weekend it was the same thing: perky college students would pack the place, bright eyed and full of that optimism that they would be the ones to change the world, and I would serve them booze and watch them awkwardly flirt. I made friends with a lot of them, played wingman for a few of my buds helping them hook up, and generally rolled with the party.

But you can only play wingman for so long. This never-ending parade of young, hyper-sexualized people looking for a good time started to wear on me, and I found myself focusing less on my work and more on the incredible asses passing by the bar.

And then one night I saw her: Emily. She came in with the typical group of skinny, excited girls, but she was definitely different. She was nervous, as if she’d never been in a bar before, and tended to look down a lot rather than make eye contact. Physically she was different too – a short haircut, nice round curves, a bit of a tummy, and a full bosom. She was wearing a simple college hoodie while everyone else in her group was in skimpy blouses and skinny jeans.

There was something about her that I found irresistible. I don’t know why really. Maybe it was that she was full-figured. These skinny girls always made me feel like I’d break them whenever we had sex. Emily had a big, round ass that I could imagine would take a pounding and come back for more.

I made up my mind to be extra friendly with her when the girls came to the bar. She was last to order of course, the other girls loudly getting my attention first and then taking several minutes to actually make up their minds. (Thanks for wasting my time, I’m sure everyone else waiting for drinks really appreciates it.)

One by one they got their drinks and started to drift out into the bar, saying hi to friends and looking for a booth. Eventually that left Emily.

“What can I get you beautiful?” I started. Corny, I know, but I had a feeling she wouldn’t be the type to be sick of getting compliments. Her blush told me I was on the right track.

“Um, maybe a rum and coke?”

I started in with the small talk. What’s your major, how do you like the bar, do you get out often or is it all study, etc. Turned out that she didn’t usually go out on the weekends and was dragged out by her friends, who after looking around all seemed to be hooking up with guys around the bar. I told her she must get sick of all the attention guys give her, and she said no, she’d only ever had a couple of boyfriends in the past.

“Really? I’m… Kind of surprised.”

That was enough. She finally looked at me like she understood that I thought she was sexy as hell, and that maybe I wasn’t so bad looking either. I helped a few other customers out and then came back to her for more small talk. She was waiting for me, and asked for another drink.

From there, the conversation turned to more direct flirting. She was focused on me now, I could tell, because rather than being sideways to the bar she was facing me head-on. Even though that hoodie of hers hid the details, her breasts were large enough to bulge out noticeably.

“Aren’t you hot in that thing?” I asked.

“Ya, I’m boiling,” she admitted, holding her drink to her forehead. “I wasn’t thinking when I put this on and I’m not wearing a shirt underneath.”

“Well let me think,” I said, almost really just as an excuse to openly stare at her chest. Then I snapped my fingers and looked up at her eyes: “You know, we’ve got some bar t-shirts from a promotion we ran in the back. Want one?”

“I uh… Don’t think they’ll fit…”

“I’m sure we can find something. Come on,” and I took a chance then and took her hand. She didn’t pull away. I led her down the bar and around to the back storage room, feeling the softness of her skin and hoping I could touch more.

The storage room was full of cases of beer, a few empty kegs, and boxes of all kinds of things the owner should have gotten rid of ages ago. The noise from the front of the bar was muffled back here, and it was cool and comfortable.

“Hang on, I know they’re back here somewhere,” I said as I started to go through the boxes.

“You don’t have to do this you know, I’m fine,” she said.

I stopped and looked at her. Her round face was getting red. “What do you mean? You’re clearly dying of heat stroke here.”

“No I mean, taking me back here, it’s…” and I caught her giving me the ‘elevator eyes’, looking me up and down before looking me in the eye and continuing: “Have you ever even been with a big girl before?”

Holy shit. I mean I guess I should have known she’d know what I was hoping for, she wasn’t dumb, but to just say it out loud like that… I have to admit, it was a fucking turn-on. I felt myself starting to get hard just looking at her eyes, and the fact that she was crossing her arms and squeezing her tits together so that I could see their shape didn’t hurt either.

I walked over to her then, brushed my hand across her cheek, and just said: “I think you’re sexy as hell.” I kissed her then, feeling those plump lips against mine, our tongues flicking and licking at each other. With my free hand I grabbed her and pulled her to me, feeling her softness between my fingers and wanting to feel more.

“Come on, let’s get that thing off of you,” I said as I tugged gently at her hoodie.

“Okay but… But don’t look. I have a big gut and…”

“And I’m gonna fucking love it,” I said as I dropped down to my knees. I lifted her hoodie to her chest with one hand, and with the other pulled her stretch pants down to expose her full belly. It was soft, round, and kind of… Sinful. Like I wasn’t supposed to see it, like it was something that people would hide away. But as I licked at her, rubbed my face in her stomach, jammed my tongue in her belly button, I found myself wondering how the hell I’d gone so long in my life without dating bigger girls. This was kind of incredible.

I stood up and allowed my hands to caress her tummy again, this time also thrusting my hips a bit to rub my hard bulge against her. Then I ran my hands up, lifted the hoodie, and pulled it over her head before tossing it onto a box beside us.

Her breasts were bulging up from a bra that was clearly too tight for her, but before I could do anything she reached back, unclasped it, and let it fall to the floor. Her breasts were clearly her proudest feature, and she smiled as my eyes probably bulged out at the sight of them. They were even bigger than I’d thought, hanging halfway to her belly button, and with nice large puffy areolas begging to be sucked. I grabbed one in each hand, squeezing and rubbing as I leaned down and sucked one of her nipples. She sighed slightly as I worked it with my tongue, and I felt her hand reaching up between my legs and rubbing my hard on.

She grabbed my belt then, pulled me up towards her, and said: “I want to suck your cock so bad right now.”

I don’t think I’ve pulled a pair of pants off quicker in my entire life.

I leaned back on a couple of beer cases as she got down on her knees and went to work. She said earlier that she’d only dated “a couple of guys”, but whoever those guys were, she must have been blowing them three times a day the whole time they were dating. She was an absolute pro.

Never in a million years would I have guessed that a shy college girl would suck my balls as she jacked off the shaft, licking them luxuriously and allowing her teeth to scrape along them just slightly as she pulled them out of her mouth to stimulate them just that right amount. She licked my full length then, giving herself a few little smacks across the face with my cock before putting the entire thing into her mouth. Her head bobbed back and forth on my cock with some serious enthusiasm. I was oosing precum like mad.

When I was getting close I told her to stop. She looked up, disappointed, but I said: “Look I… Don’t want to cum yet. You almost had me,” and she gave me a squeeze then that almost took me over the edge. She giggled as I moaned and moved her hand away.

I pulled her up then, kissing her and grabbing another handful of glorious breast. I slipped my other hand down the back of her pants to grab that ass. It was so soft – I loved the way the flesh bulged between my fingers.

“Do you have a condom?” She asked breathlessly.

“Hell ya,” I said. I went over to where I had kicked my pants, retrieving my wallet and fishing out a condom. When I turned around, her back was to me and she had already slipped her pants down. She was steadying herself on a few beer cases with one hand and pulling a foot out of the pant leg.

My jaw dropped. Her thick thighs looked awesome, but her ass looked positively delicious. I don’t think up to that point I’d ever seen such a big, round ass in my life. She looked over her shoulder at me, smiled, and leaned forward over the beer cases. Her asshole was just visible between two large cheeks, and beneath that her beautifully hairy pussy glistened with wetness.

I couldn’t just start fucking her. It would be a wasted opportunity.

Instead, I got on my knees behind her and started to rub her hairy pussy, dipping a couple of fingers in and out and gently working the clit. While I finger fucked her, I started to kiss that big round ass of hers, licking and sucking and biting at the cheeks. She was moaning, thrusting her hips back as my hands worked her pussy, her juices covering my hands. It was so hot I just couldn’t help myself, and started licking her asshole directly. She moaned even louder then, and as I flicked my tongue furiously across her asshole I let her gyrations rub my face with her massive ass cheeks.

When her orgasm hit she bit down on her arm so that the bar wouldn’t hear her, but the quivering of her legs and the pulsing of her pussy screamed the message loud and clear. I jammed my tongue into her asshole as she convulsed her ass up into my face, riding the wave as she came and came.

Gasping for air, she let herself down and lay on the cold cement floor covered in sweat. “That was, oh my god, you have no idea…” she said, smiling at me and giving the occasional shudder as aftershocks hit her.

“Oh, we’re not done yet,” I said.

The sight of her was incredible then. Her plump body gleamed with sweat, her puffy nipples erect on a pair of gorgeous large breasts, her tummy rising up, and that pussy, red and wet and inviting between those thick thighs.

I slipped the condom on, grabbed her legs by the ankles, and slid my cock in. Her wet pussy welcomed me warmly, squeezing and massaging my cock as I thrust in and out of her. I couldn’t tear my eyes off of her as we fucked and the shockwaves of my pounding rippled through her thighs, her tummy, her flopping breasts.

I leaned forward at one point and took one of her breasts in my mouth, sucking the nipple, when one of the waitresses came in looking for me. I didn’t even slow down; just leaned back on my knees, spread Emily’s legs even further, stared the waitress in the eye, and started fucking even harder. She just stared, mouth hanging open in shock, and I saw her hand touch her breast before she said: “I’ll leave you two alone,” and left. Emily giggled a bit amongst her moans, her hips thrusting up at me even more.

My orgasm started to build again, and after a few minutes I pulled out and ripped the condom off. I came so hard it almost hurt as cum shot out of my cock over and over and over, covering Emily in cum from her chin, to her tits, to her stomach, thighs and pussy. I collapsed next to her on the floor then, speechless.

She gave me her number. We dated casually, hooking up every once in awhile over the next few years – whenever she had time between her studies, or needed some stress relief. I fucking love exam time.

We also explored a lot of other sexual activities, one of which included that waitress I mentioned, but… Well, maybe I’ll tell you about those some other time. If you’re interested.

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