All characters in this story are of age of consent. This story is truly fictional and contains material that may not be appropriate for all audiences.
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It is my senior year in high school. They say that it is supposed to be the best year of your life, but it didn't feel much different than any other boring high school year. I had just turned eighteen last week, but it was just another birthday to me. I don't smoke, and have never even though about going to a strip club.
I have had sex, but it was less than enjoyable. Her name was Suzy Powalski. It must have been her first time to, because I don't think she understood that anal sex wasn't the standard form of sex (at least for most people). Even though giving anal was kind of difficult when it's your first time, I still found it pleasurable in a way. I felt dirty, and it felt good. Anyways, back to my boring and typical day (or so I thought).
Today I decided to get some fries for lunch instead. It seemed like a typical day at George Wilson High, but somehow I still felt different. Every time I looked at a girl, my mind would run wild with sick thoughts. I look over at the fat girl in the table across from me, and all I could think about was bending her over that table right in front of her ugly friends, and plowing her ass so hard that her shit hole would permanently gape.
I take a glance at the cute girl sitting across from me at my table, and I just think about shoving my dick so far down her throat that she would gag, and then I would hold it there until she would pass out from lack of air.
You have to understand that I am not like this. I, Simon Dunlop, am an eighteen year old four-point-o student, with a completely normal family, and unfortunately, completely normal looks. I have never been attractive, just extremely average looking. I think that has helped me concentrate more on my studies though. However, I was starting to lose focus. My thoughts were now nearly impossible to control.
I needed some peace and quiet. The best place to go for that? The boys' bathroom by the gym locker rooms of course. I kept at my lunch, trying to finish it before any more of my insane thoughts forced me to blow a load in my pants.
I took another lustful look at that fat girl again, and I nearly lost it when I did. About three inches of her ass-crack were in plain site. She must be teasing me. She must know I have been looking at her for the past fifteen minutes. I just had to go talk to her. Maybe that would take my mind from it. Maybe if I threw myself into reality, my mind would set itself straight.
Luckily I know her from my advanced chemistry class, or else this would make for an extremely awkward situation. She was also eighteen; her birthday was just a few days before mine. I throw out the remainder of my lunch, and briskly make my way towards her table. And take the empty seat next to her. Once you get a good look at her, she's not all that fat. It's just her heavy chest and extremely wide hips that make her the chubby-chaser's dream come true.
"Hi, so are you ready for the test today? I heard Ms. Logan is planning on adding an extra credit section to the test." I said immediately after I sat down.
"That's cool! I'm glad she did that, because now..."
Her lips were moving, but I stopped listening. All I could do was just stare at those thick lips, and imagine them conformed to my dick as it thrusts in and out. I swear I could almost feel my dick pounding away at her tonsils, and tearing her throat raw. I must have come back to the conversation just in time, because she finished her sentence with a "But thank you for letting me know, that's quite a relief."
