I met Madison in one of my Psychology classes during my sophomore year in college; at the time she was a senior. I was taking a mixture of upper level and sophomore level courses. During this time I had been single for about a year after having broken up with a girl that I had spent the better of the last two years with. I wasn't looking for much to happen anytime soon. In fact, I had decided to pour my efforts into school and less on my love life; as the break up with my last girlfriend was not good.
That is when I met Madison; a very petite, beautiful blond bombshell that grabbed my attention from the start. She's 5 feet tall (I said petite), slender, with the biggest green-eyes I had ever seen. Her personality struck me as fun and exciting. Since we met in the winter, I had opportunity to notice her big breasts through a variety of sweaters she wore to class. Her breast size looked good on someone with such a small frame; and I found myself not concentrating in class because I was often fantasizing about her. That is not all I noticed, she wore baggy jeans to school, but that didn't hide the fact that she had a great body; I could still tell even through her clothes. I was beginning to wonder what was on underneath and often thought about whether or not I might ever have the opportunity to investigate further. I often fantasized about lacy thongs and bras. I mean, this girl was "off the hook!" Needless to say, I was rapidly beginning to open up about the prospects of dating again.
To tell you about me; my name is Antonio, but I go by Tony. I am 5 foot, 6 inches tall which is below what is considered the average height for males. I'm of Latin descent (Spanish) and have a tan skin tone. I have been described as being very handsome, or good-looking. I consider myself average in most aspects. I'm of medium build, with a 32 inch waist with what has been described as a very nice "round ass" that fills my clothes well. But that is not the feature that most have chosen to fixate on. I have to admit, I have a pretty large penis. I have been the recipient of many comments in that department from both my ex-girlfriends and some males that have had opportunity to see me undressed [having completed a tour in the military (before returning home for college) and often showering in what the service called open community showers]. The usual comment was, "damn, you have a big dick," and I was given an assortment of nick names by my military buddies, most of which had to do with the fact that my wrist watch fits perfectly around the circumference of my dick in the same manner as it fits around my wrist. What I am getting at is that I am most often considered the short guy with a big member. My cock hangs about 5 inches in the flaccid, and 81/2 inches in the erect state. The clincher that separates me from the biggest majority of men is the circumference which is right at 7 inches around. An element of surprise that has served me well all of my life.
At any rate, on with the story: Our class started at 1 pm, but both of us were there every class day at noon, trying to study. That is when we started conversing; mostly about school in the beginning, then I started inquiring more about what she wanted in life, and what her likes were. I found out that she enjoyed going to the movies, as well as staying in and watching them. This was right up my alley and I thought more about trying to hook up with her. But I would wait and try to decipher whether or not she was interested in me.
I got my answer soon, as she comes in the next class day and she had put on make-up and done her hair. I thought to myself that she was interested too! So, I gave her my number and told her to call me sometime. She took the number and it wasn't long before I got the call. And I was more than excited!
I had decided that I would be direct with her and our conversation turned to dating. We talked about what we wanted and so forth. That first day, we talked for hours about anything that came to mind. And during another conversation soon after that, I let her know that I was interested in dating. She told me that she was too, and indicated the fact that she wanted to take things slow. She told me that she had a bad experience with a guy a couple of years ago, and felt used. He was the only guy she had ever become intimate with, and she had no intentions of having sex too soon in a relationship. I told her that was good for me, to a point. I explained that I felt sex came with dating, but didn't have to happen right away. I was being as honest as I could be. So far, so good, neither of us hung up on the other; in fact, we both were still very interested in each other.
A month later, during our talks, we both stated our concerns about STD's and both ended up testing ourselves to help alleviate that stressor. Of course neither of us had/has any STD's. Now things are starting to heat up during our nightly calls, and soon we're on a date, going to the movies. The next time, I manage to talk her into coming to my place and watching a movie. That's when it all started.
