Suzie Q
A bright smile, curly blonde hair and tits the size of pony kegs...
That day I was sent to pick up Suzie. The farm girl literally bounced off the bus with the biggest boobs I'd ever seen. I ran up and grabbed her bags. "Hi I'm Cal, and I'd love show you around campus."
"Well hello Cal, I'm Suzie Q and these are the chubby twins." She shook her plump boobs and giggled. "And gosh we'd all be just tickled pink."
"Excellent!" We left in my car and the eighteen year old girl snuggled close to me. Later I dropped Suzie Q at the dorm. We made plans to go out and she hugged me hard, squishing her chubbies hard against my chest.
Wow. I thought the farm girl would be easy. But she wasn't.
A week later we were at a burger and beer place. Suzie Q wore a red sweater stretched ferociously tight over her 44DD's. And I watched Suzie's fat tits jiggle up and down as she talked about milking cows in Missouri.
"OMG Cal, one day the milking machine broke down and I had to hand squeeze teats all day long."
Gee. My mind was in titty heaven, dreaming about hand squeezing Suzie's teats all day and all night... milking her great big gobs of squishable titty flesh...
Then a gang of Goth girls surrounded us. A long legged Goth named Zandra bumped me. "Oops... Oh it's you Cal, haven't seen you since the dark ages." Zandra lifted her skirt and rubbed her bare thigh against my crotch. "Hey Cal, why don't you dump that farm girl and we'll have some REAL fun?"
Suzie boiled beet red as she lurched into Zandra's face. "Watch it Bitch!"
"Who you callin' a bitch? BIATCH!"
They squared off like women wrestlers. Goth Zandra versus the Missouri Milker. The girls traded titty-punches, yanked each other's hair and wrestled around on the floor. But you can't out-wrestle a country girl. Soon Goth Zandra shrieked like a demon and flew off to some netherworld.
I helped Suzie up, dusting off her dirty blouse bumps. "Com'on Suzie Q let's get out of here." Jumping in my car we drove in silence to the river.
We pulled up at dusk, with the flowing water sparkling bright in the moonlight— always good for business. I tried to kiss Suzie but she pushed me away. So I munched on my burger.
"Cal why don't you like me? Dammit I saw you checking out that bitch's legs."
"So Suzie Q? So what if I did look at her legs? You keep your legs closed so tight you squeak when you pee." Suzie slapped me twice. "Look we've gone out three times now and you haven't even let me squeeze your juicy melons."
"Oh I see it's all about my tits. Always about my tits! Do guys know what a curse it is to have huge boobs?"
"Ha-Ha-Ha! A curse really? Hell Suzie there ain't a girl in this college who wouldn't trade tits with you. Every girl dreams of having boobs the size of beach balls." I rubbed her arm. "And how could you ever be jealous of flat-as-a-board Zandra?"
Suzie giggled and I held up my burger. "Hey Suzie Q, how 'bout I trade you half a burger for a feel of those awesome-awesome knockers?"
She tried to slap me but I kissed her hard and squeezed her plump boobs. "Suzie honey let's get out of this stuffy car and go for a walk." I led her down by the river. The cute blonde looked out over the twinkling waves and I saw a twinkle in her eyes.
Cool.
We tongue kissed. Suze put my hand under her bra for a feel of farm-fresh tittie flesh. Yes! I kissed her ear. "Suze we could get naked and go swimming... or we could just get naked?"
"That's terrible Cal— but okay." The blushing girl took off her blouse, with her bra straining to hold back her udders. With a wink she unhooked the triple harness. Suzie's tits billowed out, huge and creamy with wrinkly brown areolas... areolas big around as pancakes, topped with puffy brown nipples.
She shook her chubbies as I tried to grab them. "Wait Cal there's more." Suzie flashed a grin and slowly turned around. When she dropped her skirt I held my breath, waiting for her panties. "Cal honey could you take 'em off?"
Thank you Jesus!
I eased her panties down her legs, exposing her nice ass. Suzie stepped out of her panties I saw a tuft of golden blonde pubes, peeking through her thighs.
Peeky-peeky.
The naked farm girl spun around and gave me a face-full of girl fur— Suzie's mound bulged with so much hair I couldn't see her slit. Holy Shit! Parting her golden forest I found a pink slit. And licked it.
"Oooh don't!" Suzie jumped and squealed, but opened her thighs. So I licked inside her hairy pussy lips, up and down her slit as she moaned. My tongue found her clitty and twirled it round and round like a top.
