Shanna and the 5'7 "nerdy" Ben had been deep in discussion about the next math club meeting when Eve returned to the table looking slightly flushed. She had tried to linger in the bathroom for a bit after her powerful, protracted orgasm, just to try and allow the hot red flush drain a little from her cheeks. Staring at herself in the bathroom mirror, she had been startled by how...intense she looked. Her chestnut-brown hair, which usually ran in gentle waves down each side of her face, was disheveled from masturbating. She didn't often thrash around like that when she was rubbing herself, much less in a public bathroom stall, but she had been so turned-on that, as she came, she had thrown her head back and forth, her mouth open in silent rapture, and her eyes shut tightly with the pleasure coursing through her.
'Geez,' she thought to herself as she looked in the mirror, 'I can't go back out into the dining hall looking like this...gotta hang back for a minute...' Her face was beet-red, and her dark brown eyes somehow looked even darker, and more penetrating. Something extraordinary had just happened, something unlike anything that had ever happened before. Ben...that giant man...that giant, 6'8-and-a-half-foot, hairy...beast of a man. Eve had gone back into the same stall, closed the door, and sat on the toilet, rubbing her hands between her legs as she tried to collect herself.
What was it? What was it about Ben that made her so unbelievably turned-on!? Was it just the simple fact that he was so tall and so big, and that Eve felt like he could more than handle her? Maybe that was part of it...well, yes...that was a big part of it, for sure. But the campus was full of young guys who were jacked or tall, or both, and she didn't have anything like this reaction to them. She tried to regulate her breathing in the stall as she continued thinking. It sounded strange in her mind, but...was it Ben's hairiness!? That made her feel like this?? Something about that thought she had experienced before...about him looking like some kind of beast...or animal...maybe that had something to do with it. But really, Eve thought, that didn't make much sense -- she had never wanted some kind of "wild animal" male partner, and she had never been particularly attracted to body hair. Somehow on Ben, though, the normal things that would have turned her off, like his hairiness, or his slightly uncouth manners, didn't bother her in the least.
So what on earth was going on with her?? Why this repeated, breathless reaction to Ben? At this point, she hadn't even had time to feel guilty about getting off to someone other than Jason. She was too busy trying to find out what it all meant. Overwhelmingly, though, Eve found herself strongly drawn to Ben's unfinished story...about him and that girl, a previous partner...what had her name been? Rose -- that was it. The one who had wanted him to "smother" her, and him feeling slightly guilty about giving her what she wanted. Eve badly wanted to hear the rest of the story, if only because this giant guy made her so curious. Almost everything he said caught her off-guard.
'That's it,' she thought to herself in the stall, 'That's why I'm so interested in him...everything about him is totally new to me. He's this huge guy, never seen anyone so gigantic; he's, like, totally unkempt, but that's because he doesn't really care what people think about him; that's confidence. Like...I've never seen any guy so effortlessly...confident. I mean, just the way he casually threw out that he had had a couple gay experiences, and that he even liked them!?'
She wasn't able to avoid thinking back to that one time when Wally, a super-flamboyant guy from their high school, openly flirted with Jason, and Jason was just...kind of wigged out by the whole thing. Eve had rolled her eyes about it at the time, and thinking about it now, it was clear that Jason really hadn't taken it well. The idea of some gay guy hitting on him was somehow threatening to his masculinity. But here Ben was, casually admitting that, more than once, he had basically had gay sex, without a care in the world about it, totally secure in his own manhood. Eve blinked down at the floor. A sudden thought popped into her head: 'How big was Ben's dick?'
Eve stood up immediately from the toilet and went back to the sink to wash her hands again, even though she didn't need to. This was getting ridiculous -- the way her mind fixated on Ben like this, and thought about him sexually. It wasn't fair to Jason; it just wasn't. He had no idea, not the merest inkling, that she had developed this strange, obsessive kind of fascination for his roommate down the hall.
'It's probably just because things have been a little weird between me and Jason,' she thought, splashing her face with cold water. 'That's why my mind is all over the place. Ben's a cool guy, and I've definitely never seen anyone that big before...his confidence is really unusual, for sure. But that's it -- we can be friends. I'm gonna leave it at that.'
Eve left the bathroom determined to resume her "normal" college life, which, after all, was going well enough. She had made a bunch of new friends, like Shanna and "small" Ben, she had been working out, eating a lot, filling out, making good grades. And the Freshman Dance was tonight! There was plenty to be excited about. She tried to push Ben out of her mind as she returned to the table, where Both Shanna and small, skinny Ben had turned to look up at her.
"Everything good, Eve?" asked Shanna, "You were in there for a while."
"Oh, you know..." Eve replied, managing to sport a wry grin, "Some things take longer than others..."
"Gross!" Ben exclaimed, "Can we get back to multiple integrations, please?"
Eve smiled warmly down at him, appreciating how unapologetically nerdy her little friend was. And really, he wasn't all that "little" -- at 5'7, and probably 130 pounds, Ben wasn't the shrimpiest guy around. But to the 6'1 Eve, who weighed more than 25 pounds more than him, he certainly looked small.
"Yes please!" Eve rejoined happily, and the three friends spent the next hour discussing their studies, and the social dynamics of their math club. When Eve finally got up to go study, she felt refreshingly normal. Leaving the dining hall, she whipped out her phone to text Jason, but then remembered that he was in his biology study group.
'Good on him!' she thought, smiling to herself. 'He's really taking things by the horns now, isn't he?'
She thought about scouring campus to find his biology group and surprise him, but she didn't really want to interrupt him in his work -- plus she had tons to get done herself before the dance. A half-hour later she was nestled into her favorite little nook on the 6th floor of the library (where it was totally quiet), poring over her multivariable calculus homework. The strange chink in her self-control surrounding Ben seemed like nothing more than an afterthought now.
A few hours later, Eve went back to her dorm to start getting ready for the dance. She could feel her sense of excitement building -- not only had she gotten a lot of solid studying done today, she was actually looking forward to showing up at the dance in those 6-inch heels Lauren had gotten her. Her little "trial run" with the heels at her math club had gone even better than she had expected. Far from making her feel self-conscious or insecure, the added height had actually made her feel stronger and more confident in herself. It certainly helped that she had been working out, eating well, and gaining some weight recently; the heels just seemed like a continuation of her overall "bigger and better" attitude that she had adopted for college. She remembered how flustered and insecure her 6'7 frame had made Derrick, the upperclassman math club head who had been trying to make a move on her.
