The Object of my College Affection [mf]

During my time in college, I had most of my classes with the same group of people. One girl in particular, Casey, caught my eye immediately. Casey was of average height for a woman, had a dark, exotic complexion and obsidian hair to match. What I, and I’m sure every heterosexual male, noticed first about Casey were her enormous breasts, which she put on display every day with low-cut tops. I would sit next to her in group projects, and I could barely keep my eyes off of her inviting melons. I was in a relationship most of my time in college, so I never really tried to make a move; I just admired her majestic beauty from afar, always wondering what it would feel like to have my beard rub between her olive-hued breasts. As fate would have it, one cool, April night shortly before graduation, I would have to wonder no more (for better or for worse).

Strip Club Parking Lot HookUp [MF]

One night after work, I decided to text one of my female coworkers who I knew was bi-sexual and hadn’t been to a strip club yet in her life. Being one to not deny a person life experiences, a “funstigator” if you will, I convinced her to meet me at the club shortly after I got off work. I was excited to see her enjoyment of seeing titillating women gyrating on the poles, hoping it might get her aroused enough to gyrate on my pole; it worked!

I met her in the parking lot, and she was wearing a pair of shorts that barely covered her ass cheeks, a dark black bra-let that put her massive, pale breasts on display, and a see-through white overshirt. The ensemble was fucking amazing, so much that when we approached the front doors, a dude asked what time she went on stage. She coyishly walked by, but I could tell she loved the attention.