Jason opened the door to Lindsay's backyard, the large gift tucked neatly under his arm. He scanned the room and quickly recognized a few very familiar faces.
First he saw Katrina, Lindsay's best friend. She was beautiful, not sexy, but beautiful. Her pale skin and perfect facial features complimented her dark auburn hair nicely. She was skinny, with not many curves, but she had the reputation around school of giving the world's best blow job. Jason knew at least 10 of his friends who had blown their load in her mouth, one of which was his good friend Tim, who had accompanied him to the party. Tim had told Jason how Katrina would lick his balls, and deepthroat him, but refused to swallow his cum. It was that type of prissiness that really made Jason want to fuck her face.
Next he saw Linday's dad Jeff and his new wife Cindy. Linday's mom had moved away when she was young, but soon after, Jeff won the lottery and amazingly enough, right after Jeff won the lottery, he met Cindy. Cindy was gorgeous. She mirrored Denise Richards, but had won best ass on a white girl by penthouse only 2 years before.
His eyes then gazed to Lindsay. Lindsay's family had been close with his since he was 7. She stood just an inch smaller then him. She had golden blond hair, beautiful deep pink lips, great blue eyes, and the most stunning pair of natural DD tits. Jason would have given anything just to have kissed Lindsay, but she always dated older guys and thought of him as more of a friend.
Lastly, his eyes met the eyes of Lindsay's boyfriend Brett. Brett was a 6'5, chiseled, black, captain of the lacrosse team. He towered over Jason and his 5'8, 170 pound frame.
"JASON!" Lindsay screamed, running over and giving him a huge hug.
Jason's penis immediately began to stir as her huge breasts squashed up against his chest and she pecked him on the cheek. She pulled away and started to catch up with him.
Jason dazed off, thinking about how other then Lindsay, and Katie, Jason had never gotten much attention from girls, and definitely zero attention from anyone that looked like Lindsay, and that was only because their families were close. Jason's only actual sexual experience was with the school slut, Holly, who had blown him a few times and fucked him once. Holly was skinny, with short brown hair, and small but cute b cup breasts.
After the 2 minutes of sex was over, Holly said "with a dick as small as yours, I'd work on my stamina" as she quickly got dressed and left the room. That day confirmed Jason's reason for lack of confidence. He had a small dick. It stood proud at 5 inches, and would hardly make any girl scream. All of his friends constantly talked about how big their dicks were, making him feel even less confident.
"...and yeah, so I'm going to be home all summer," Lindsay's words snapped Jason back into the conversation. It had been 3 years since the two of them lived in the same city.
"Wow, that's great, we can finally catch up on lost time," Jason replied.
"Yeah, we could go to the beach so I can work on my tan. Brett says I need to get some color. Oh look, my Aunt just got here, see you later," Lindsay said, as she began to walk away.
Jason got excited thinking about the prospect of seeing Lindsay in a bathing suit. Every hour with her tits popping out of her famously tight bikini tops, was at least a week of jerk off material, he thought.
The rest of the party was pretty lame, and Jason left early, sick of watching Lindsay and Brett make out. Her tiny body looked so small in his huge arms, Jason was insanely jealous.
"Ring, Ring, Ring," his phone ringing in his ear.
"He-he-hello," Jason stammered, answering his cell phone right out of deep sleep. Jason looked over at the clock, 2:15 blared at him in bright red through the darkness.
At first, all he heard was whimpering and crying as he regained his senses.
"Jason, its Lindsay," she sobbed into the phone.
"I just found out that Brett has been cheating on me all semester, with some slut who lived next door to him," she explained. "Why does this keep happening to me?" she asked.
"I don't know, maybe it's the type of guy you are attracted to, the bad boy type that just cant keep his penis in his pants," Jason responded
"Yeah, maybe...I just feel so horrible right now, I really don't want to be alone. You think maybe you could come over with some pot and keep me company?" She asked in an almost irresistible tone.
Jason had to be up the next day at 8:00 for his fist day at his new internship, but still could not resist Lindsay. "Sure, ill be over soon," he blurted out, almost too excited for the situation.
Thirty minutes and 25 dollars later Jason was at Lindsay's front door waiting for her to come down and let him in.
She opened the door and Jason's eyes almost fell out of his head. Their stood the sexiest girl Jason had ever seen in real life. Her makeup was running from the thousands of tears that had ran their way down her cheeks, but her body was incredible.
She wore the tightest white tank top he had ever seen. Her enormous breasts pushed against the thin material, almost exploding out. He could perfectly see the indentation of her nipples through the shirt. To complement the top, she was wearing tiny little shorts that barely concealed anything at all.
As if it were no more then a planned tease, she through on a jacket and some sweat pants as she walked to her room with him.
They smoked a joint and discussed her dating history. All the boys whom had screwed her over through the years.
"You know, maybe I need to date a nice guy...more like you," she said, the words sounding like music to his ears. As quickly as she brought it up, she dropped it, and took another hit.
As the night wore on, Lindsay cuddled up next to him and fell asleep with her ass right against his crotch. It took every single ounce of self control he had not to just start humping her clothed rear right then and there. She had to feel his small hardness up against her. He debated making a move on her before eventually falling asleep himself.
At 8am he woke up and dragged himself out of her house, before heading to his first day of work. That night he was supposed to have dinner with Lindsay.
Her showed up at her door around 8 and made small talk with Cindy while Lindsay finished getting ready. Finally, 40 minutes later, she came down, dressed to kill. She wore a tight, short dress, that amplified her amazing chest even more, while drawing lots of attention to her beautifully shaped legs.
As they walked to the car, Jason couldn't help but feel like a little boy next to this woman, who with her heels, now stood a full inch over him.
