Kinks and themes explored in this story: huge cock, huge tits, and literally nothing else.
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The sun was up high and quite stinging when this story happened, shining upon the student buildings of Brighton University. Among the buildings was the dorm facility, where Natalie Emerson just walked out from. The stunning blonde with the piercing blue eyes emerged from her building, her long sun-kissed locks falling effectively over her shoulders. Her hair was a nice complement to her flawless porcelain skin.
With the weather being quite a bit hotter than usual, even if it was only 10 in the day, Natalie had opted for a simple white cotton collared shirt and a short, skin-colored tennis skirt that fell teasingly halfway to her thighs. Her calves, long legs, and smooth thighs were exposed to the sun, and to anyone who walked past her.
The short skirt looked flattering on her cute butt, but up top where her cotton shirt covered was almost always one step ahead. Her large breasts strained against the cotton fabric, the cleavage tantalisingly exposed with the collar dropping down almost to a teasing V-shape. If you looked closely you could see a hint of the lacy bra she wore underneath. Which, to be fair, some people did. Look closely, that is.
Natalie was aware that she was drawing some looks but as long as people were respectful, she wasn't concerned. Right now she only had her mind on the soccer field where her handsome, and dashingly hot, boyfriend, Farrell was practicing.
The junior blonde had been dating Farrell since the beginning of sophomore year, going on a year since they first started seeing each other.
Natalie finally arrived at the soccer field and found a few of her friends had been there. This particular friend group was the girlfriends -or situationships- of some of Farrell's teammates. That day there were Laura and Maddy sitting on the bleachers. Natalie quickly joined her girl friends and they started to chat about whatever it was they had going on that day.
Natalie looked towards the field for a second and found her boyfriend waving at her. She waved back at him before resuming the pleasantries-sharing with her girls.
Everything was as it seemed, until now.
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Farrell was delighted to see his girlfriend coming to watch him practice. He never asked her to come to watch any of his practice but once in a while Nat would drop by when she could just to watch him from the sidelines.
The coach blew his whistle, signaling his team members to regroup and Farrell went to join the others.
This was just a normal practice, except Coach had informed the team earlier that they would have a little sparring match against another team tomorrow. Nothing serious, just some friendly match between neighboring teams, but it was a great opportunity to 'measure' their current capabilities in a real game.
Because of low fundings (at least compared to other sports like football, basketball,...) they rarely had a chance to compete. Fortunately the team was tight knit, and they were always eager to play in some local games. Including this one, even if it was just a sparring match.
"Go, Farrell!"
He could hear his girlfriend from the sidelines. She wasn't, like, all-out cheering or anything. Just, some encouraging support. But it was enough to make Farrell smile that the Coach had to snap him out.
"Focus, Slender-ball," he addressed the young jock.
The young man looked sheepishly at the coach before nodding, "Yes, coach."
He flashed another charming smile at his girlfriend just before the team started practicing.
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Natalie found herself fanning herself due to the heat. Despite the slight discomfort, she quickly found that today was a great time to watch the team practice.
The sun might have beat down on her quite harshly, but the same sun -obviously- also shone onto the field. And as Natalie watches on the team running drills, her eyes linger on her boyfriend, watching how his thin uniform shirt clung to his sweaty torso, outlining his fit physique in a way that made his body look so sexily tense. Added with the droplets of sweat pouring all over his body, they only made him look even more rugged and masculine to her.
Natalie bit her lip as she watched Farrell's calves tensed and untensed as the team kicked the ball around. The way his forearms would flex periodically. The way his jaw would tense, framing his handsome face.
Oh, Natalie felt the heat, alright.
Natalie continued to watch her boyfriend running around the field. Sweat dripped down his face, tracing the contours of his strong jawline and his dark hair plastered to his forehead. God, her boyfriend was just so handsome and
hot
. Natalie herself was getting quite sweaty from being under the sun for just a few minutes, and her hair was sticking to the back of her neck. She couldn't imagine how stinging the heat was to the soccer players' skin.
Unable to resist the temptation, her gaze drifted south towards you-guess-it. Her eyes lingered for a while on the bulge on Farrell's shorts. The fabric clung to his shorts, and Natalie could make out the outline of his manhood. Without her realizing, her nipples were already hardening against her lacy bra.
With how turned on she was getting just from watching her boyfriend on the field, she knew she would need to get fucked today. Perhaps it was the combination that included the steaming hot weather, as she wasn't usually
this
turned-on watching the team practice, but either way, she decided she was gonna pounce on Farrell the minute practice was over.
She was already imagining getting fucked by Farrell's big dick as her eyes drifted down to his crotch again and she felt herself heating up inside.
Until suddenly, she did something unexpected. Or, if you could look at it another way, something unexpected
happened
.
She was busy ogling her boyfriend's bulge, her eyes glued to his crotch wherever he ran, following as he ran from corner to corner on the field. At one particular moment where Farrell was trying to tackle the ball from one of his teammates, she saw it.
It
being an absolutely massive cock-bulge. I wasn't kidding. It looked thick, fat, and it was positively straining the shorts that tried to hold it. It wasn't just massive, it was gigantic. Like someone was stuffing a water bottle in their underwear, but the blonde girl knew what she was seeing. It was a huge cock. A truly massive, big fucking fat cock. A cock so ridiculously massive it looked almost unnatural. It was absolutely enormous.
And it wasn't Natalie's boyfriend's.
Her jaw dropped, stunned by the sheer size of it. If she hadn't been busy ogling Farrell's package earlier, her eyes wouldn't have been on the level low enough to be distracted by such monstrous package. But now that she had seen it, she couldn't look away.
How the fuck could such a