(I’m a dude btw, but this story isn’t about me…)
*Now listen up boys wherever you roam*
*And I’ll tell you bout the biggest slut I ever known*
*She had dirty blonde hair, puffy cocksuckin lips*
*A huge pair of melons and an ass twice as big*
*And everywhere she went she was slobbing on dicks*
*Cos Tits-Out Tammy was a fat fuckpig!*
Gather round fellas and grab your dicks because I’m about to tell you some true tales that have kept me pumping it for almost a decade. They concern a gal that was known as Tits-Out Tammy (or often just Titty for short) that moved into the house I was living in back in the day. Tammy hasn’t picked up her nickname at that point and was just a chick moving out of her boyfriend’s and looking for a room. Me and my pal Stevie were advertising one and in a slightly desperate position regarding rent (our friend had just moved in with his girl). We couldn’t get anyone in and didn’t want to scrape up the extra rent between us.
That’s how we ended up living with Tammy, who came to look at the room the day before rent and who offered a month up front and on the spot. At the time we weren’t hot on the idea of living with a girl and were kind of bummed about Tammy. Apart from the rent there were downsides: she was freshly 21 (we were both 25), seemed loud and annoying, and was obviously a rich daddy’s girl (a suspicion we both had straight away and got confirmed when we realized her dad was high up in a company that *you* have definitely heard of. So yeah, safe to say names here are false although the “tits out”/titty nicknames are 100% real). It was this last thing that convinced us though – we knew she’d be good for rent and “accountability”. She also wasn’t physically our type at all, I remember us saying. Curvy but chunky as fuck. “Hot for a fat chick” I remember us saying, not realizing we’d both be lifelong BBW-loons within a month.
Anyway, she moved in over the next few days and we were still not feeling it. Didn’t see much of her but was already messy and the kind of chick to talk about herself nonstop without asking how you were going. She was mainly out and about, we thought maybe at studying but as we later realized she pretty much stopped ever going to class around this time (spoiler: despite her old man pulling as many strings as possible, she ended up dropping out after three years of failing the same courses).
One thing that did happen over the week though, was we both started to notice that Tammy was pretty happy to overshare. This was an one of the things we thought was annoying when we first met her, but it started to become clear she was the kind of chick that thought dropping “shocking” details was cool – bits about drugs, sex, etc followed by a kind of “oh I’m so naughty to have said that” thing. She was already like this after like two or three days of knowing us. Maybe she knew she had an in with us, because the other thing that we started to notice over the first week was that we thought Tammy was pretty hot. These two things joined together on the first Friday night she was there.
Stevie and I came home from the bar and Tammy and her friend were halfway through a bottle and as loud as we’d seen her. She was also dressed for going out and for the first time I think I admitted to myself that Tammy made my dick stand up. She’d put on a top that confirmed our suspicions that she had fucking gigantic watermelon titties with eight inches of cleavage to match. And while we’d noticed to ourselves before, it was hard to ignore that Tammy had a dump truck of an ass, two basketballs on some wide-ass thighs. Now, she and her friend were on one and Stevie and I basically listened and got drunk while Tammy talked about herself for a solid hour and we basically got the back story of why she’d moved in.
Tammy had been living with her boyfriend of three years – not the first guy she’d ever been with but there can’t have been more than ten or less before, just high school and college stuff. Anyway she and bf had been living together and going steady when he goes out of town for a couple of weeks. Turns out there’s a huge house party in that time frame and Tammy gets drunk as fuck and ends up blowing a dude in the bathroom. He tells his friend, the friend gets horny and by the nights end he’s fucking Tammy in the same bathroom. And that’s not even all. The night before the boyfriend gets home, Tammy just straight up answers a booty call from the dude who she blew and ends up fucking him too. Bf gets home, all’s well for about a month and then Tammy gets a wave of guilt and tells all. Bf and her argue for another two weeks and then tells her to get out so he can think. Tammy finishes this up by telling us that she’ll probably only be with us for the month because she’s meeting up with him next week and she thinks he’ll ask her to move back in. From this conversation I get two things:
1. either the bf is a bitch or Tammy is delusional
2. Tammy is a fucking hoe
Anyway, I go beat my dick while thinking about Tammy giving “sloppy head” (her phrase) to some random at a party. The first of an endless string of wanks to her exploits. The girls head out and while the weekend ahead is a first for Tammy, it basically becomes a typical example of the good old Tits-Out behavior we’d come to know and love: Tammy is not seen again until Sunday afternoon, same clothes as Friday night, hair messy and makeup smeared. She straight away tells us she hasn’t slept last night and then gives us the full story: she and her friend go out dancing till 6am when she goes home with some guy that spends the next few hours clapping her cheeks in his mom and dad’s basement. She wakes up at 4pm to calls for happy hour from her friend, is blitzed by 8, and then ends up sucking and fucking a “producer” with a bag of coke until ten in the morning when he had “to go to work” (lol). She passes out on the couch with a titty almost out and it’s wank #2 for me.
Monday we don’t see much of Tammy. Tuesday she gets a call from mr. Friday night and we don’t see her again until Wednesday morning, when she tells me she’s seeing her bf that night and feeling hopeful. There’s literally not a trace of irony in this hoe’s voice when she tells me she thinks everything’s gonna be alright while her breath still smells like another dudes weiner. Surprise surprise, it’s not alright. Not only (as we later hear) has dude decided enough is enough, but Tammy ends up telling him she’s fucked an extra two guys in the last week. Surprisingly this doesn’t make him budge his position, although a funny thing is that although Tammy spends a full day at his place she holds out on pussy or dome the entire time, making her ex bf one of the very few dudes she knew who’s dick she didn’t play with reflexively.
Tammy gets home pissed off and ready to bender with the girls. I’m out of town for a few days with my girlfriend so I hear the next bit from Stevie, but Tammy is out four nights in a row with a trio of fresh faces, a new one each night. On night #4 however she finally comes home empty handed late. Stevie is up drunk too and he tells me the first thing Tammy says to him is that she’s spent half the night -in her words- trying to get a particular guys cock down the back of her throat and he ended up leaving with someone else.
Now, Stevie ain’t the most cautious guy at the best of times but drunk and (as it turned out) on the rocks with his girlfriend he’s even worse, and within ten minutes he’s skullfucked Tammy on the kitchen floor and Tammy is on the way to digesting his load. Stevie, who was taking longer to adjust to his love of the thickness than I was, guilted himself to fuck for this and ended up coming clean to his girlfriend the next day (what is it with these dumbasses?). They were already going through a rough as fuck patch and Stevie’s gf, always a smart chick, dumped his ass within an hour.
Like any respectable man freshly dumped, Stevie needed pussy, and you guessed it, by midday Stevie was balls deep in Tammy’s. By a weird coincidence, he’d booked a few days off work to try to spend quality time with his girl. Instead he spent most of the next week buck naked in Tammy’s room pumping her pussy, titties and face (and trying unsuccessfully to get up her asshole). I got back to my first taste of Tammy screaming the house down and figured out what was going on soon enough. Stevie looked like a nervous wreck who’s entire body’s energy had been devoted to tittyfucking and producing cum and Tammy was her usual aren’t-I-a-naughty-bitch self when I’d see her on bathroom breaks.
A day or two Stevie finally emerges to go to work and he’s moody as fuck for a while although still spending the next few evenings humping Tam. Friday night he pulls me aside and we head out for a long evening of man to man beers. He’s whining about everything under the sun but chief in his woes is that he feels like he’s made a mistake putting his dick in Tammy, and that she’s got a crush on him and might want to date him. He’s not ready for this at all and is scared to hell he’s gonna end up with a crazy bitch living in his house.
Anyway, he needn’t have worried. When we get home that night, not only has Tammy found company on the evening, but she’s getting it doggy on the floor with her bedroom door wide open, some 40-something dude that looks like a trucker pounding away while Tammy’s enormous tits jiggle. This is the first time I’ve seen her naked and it’s magnificent: giant sweaty titters knocking back and forth, belly wobbling, ass pointed skywards. They both take a minute to notice us: Tammy grins the “whoops” grin and the dude yells for us to shut the door. When Stevie pulls it shut, the look on his face is both relief and pure pain.
Anyway, that’s where I’ll leave it – just a little prologue to the absolute monster hoeing Tammy would get up to. Stay tuned for tales such as…
* Tammy’s first spit roast
* Tammy’s first buttfuck(s)
* How Tammy got her nickname
* Tammy’s parents visiting (lol)
* The dudes who tried to date Tammy
* The dudes Tammy dated
* …and much more!
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ll4gtp/the_tale_of_titsout_tammy_mf