Sorry folks, but this story is completely fictional, honest.
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Ok guys, I know this may come as a blow, and most of you will refuse to believe it, but bigger isn't always better, especially when it comes to cocks. So, how the hell would I know? I'm five foot ten, one hundred and thirty pounds, with long chestnut hair, very full C cups, and I've been approached by more modeling agents than I can count. To top it off, I love sex, so, yeah, that's how I would know. Just to illustrate my point, I'll tell you a little story. It wasn't my first time, but it was his.
It all began the year I went to college. I nearly partied myself out of school before I got slowed down. I knew I was in trouble, so I hired a tutor. I hired the boy genius, Tommy Sloane. It was his first year as well; he was just turning fifteen, five eleven, skinny, and painfully shy. Over the next four years he managed to get me to a degree while nailing down his second PhD. Tommy also managed to grow a few inches taller, and even more shy. He worked his butt off, rarely dated, and had one real friend, me.
It was at the end of school for us both, and it was a big day for Tommy. His book had been published and he was being honored at a special dinner. Seriously boring stuff for most of us, but it was a real big deal to Tommy. He'd even arranged a date with a girl he'd dated once before. We'd met for breakfast, as we usually did on Fridays, and had just settled into out chairs, when his phone buzzed.
"I thought you never turned that thing on," I teased.
"Sadly, it's on all the time these days," he grumbled as he fumbled it open. He looked at the text then his face crumpled, and I thought he would burst into tears. His face was burning red as he snapped the phone shut and looked away to regain his composure.
He didn't even notice as I slipped the phone from his fingers and opened it. My jaw dropped as I read the message. "Sorry Stubby, but I really can't date a guy with no dick. Judy."
"That rotten fucking bitch," I hissed. "She can't do that to you."
"She just did," he sighed as he turned back towards me, his head hanging down and not making eye contact. "I'd call my mom, but she lives too far away. I guess I go solo again. Give me the phone, Heather. I have to cancel the limo."
"You hired a limo? This thing is formal, and she dumped you? Awe crap, Tommy, that really sucks." He reached for the phone, but I pulled it away. "I have to make a call first."
Perplexed, he lifted his head as I dialed and waited for an answer. "Hi Jill, it's Heather. Listen, I can't make it tonight, but I need that favor you owe me. Yes indeed, big date, last minute stuff, very formal. I need to borrow that black silk dress, you know, the one with no back? That's right girl, tonight I'm the eye candy. Ok, great, I'll drop by in an hour or so to pick it up. Who am I going out with? I'm going out with Tommy." I snapped the phone shut before she had a chance to say anything he might overhear.
"Heather, you don't have to do this," he said softly as he retrieved his phone from my hand. "You are the most beautiful girl on campus, and I know you had plans for tonight."
"Thank you for the compliment, sir, and I do indeed have plans for tonight. Now, eat up and take me home. I have a hot date tonight, and I will need all day to get ready."
"Heather...."
"Not another word, Tommy. You're taking me tonight and there is no way out of it, so buck up and take your medicine."
"Yes ma'am," he grinned shyly, the relief and gratitude clear in his eyes, as well as the wild crush he had on me. I didn't mind, he'd always been very respectful about it, and he was really cute when he got all gooey.
Tommy dropped me off at the dorm and I headed for Jill's room to pick up the dress. Jill never could keep her mouth shut, and as I guessed, there was a crowd gathered there, including the cow who stood him up. She snickered as I entered the room and I got right in her face. "Ever had a broken nose, Judy?" I snarled softly. The whole room went quiet.
"Nooo," she stammered.
"Want one?" She slipped quietly out of the room. "Ok, who else thinks that stunt was funny?"
Nobody said a word, and no one made eye contact. I spent the rest of the day doing my nails, toes, long soak, full shave (including pussy), and making sure everything was perfect. That dress was high in the front, but it was completely backless, and it fit me like a glove. It would show everything so, no underwear. Just me and the dress. As I heard the car arrive, I pulled a lace shawl around my shoulders to cover my back and to hide my nipples.
Tommy was waiting beside the limo as I came down, and his jaw fell open as he got a good look at me. I do love it when I get that reaction. I got it again as he escorted me into the banquet hall. Tommy was the envy of every man there, and I fawned all over him all evening. I was polite, but always returned my attention to Tommy. This was his night, and I meant to see he enjoyed it completely. He lapped it up, beaming happily all evening as I hung on his every word.
The speeches were nearly over, then Tommy spoke for a while about something I couldn't understand, but I sat gazing up at him adoringly as he stood at the podium. Man, I was working it, but he was my buddy and he deserved one big perfect day, everybody does. Little did I know then that it would be my perfect day too.
Ok, by now the evening was winding down, and I knew he didn't want it to end. "Don't take me home just yet, Tommy," I whispered as he escorted me back to the limo. "Take me to your place."
"Heather?"
"I'm all dressed up and I feel like dancing," I said, giving him my most seductive smile.
"I can't dance," he breathed softly, lowering his gaze.
"Just hold me close and put your hands on my ass," I whispered mischievously, "the rest is easy." He gulped and blushed, but didn't say a word. I squeezed his hand and gave him a gentle bump with my hip. He chuckled and blushed again. By now we were at the car.
The ride was short and we were soon there. Tommy paid off the driver then led me up to his small apartment. I had been there lots of times before, but this would be way different. "It's a bit of a mess," he fussed as we entered. "Would you like something to drink? I've got..."
"Tommy," I purred softly. "Lock the door, dim the lights, put on some soft music then come back here and put your arms around me." Blushing, he did as he was told. Poor Tommy had no idea what he was in for, but I had an idea of what she had meant by calling him Stubby, at least I hoped I did, and I meant to find out. Tommy is actually quite tall, you see, so......
My four inch heels made me a bit taller than Tommy, so I stepped out of them as he returned to me. "What do you want me to do?" he gulped softly as he returned.
"Hold me close," I purred as I slipped my arms around his neck. "Put you hands on my ass and kiss me." He started to say something, but I stopped him with a soft kiss. I moved his hands down onto my ass and flicked my tongue across his lips.
Suddenly he broke the kiss and hugged me tightly. "Heather, I love you for it, but you don't have to do this. The evening was perfect just as it is."
"Have to?" I asked softly as I gazed into his eyes lustily. "Oh honey, just try to stop me."
I melted back into his arms and kissed him again. This time he pulled me tight and returned the kiss for all he was worth. I could feel his whole body trembling, and I was instantly turned on. As I slid my tongue into his mouth, I slid my leg between his thighs and crushed my breasts against his chest. It didn't take me long to get him out of his shirt and tie, but when I went for the belt, he panicked and pulled away.