This is my first published story, and I hope you enjoy it. I'm a bit of a cynical comic and point out clichés, so if that's not your style, sorry. It's a bit lengthy (I guess appropriately), so plenty of material. Also, I apologize for the unnecessarily long setup.
-K
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Well, I'm sure you know how this ends up: Samantha is going to get her cunt hammered by some big dick dude, where she was hesitant at first, but she realized how kinky she was and how much she wanted it. I mean, that's the whole point of these, isn't it? Whatever gets you off, man.
The aforementioned Samantha. One of the nicest, most introverted, quietest college girls you could meet, but deceivingly witty. She would go out of her way to do the nicest things for you, but she isn't naïve and has a bit of a dark side. Even though she seems very conservative from one look, she has a high sex drive and needs to keep herself in check by playing with her pussy regularly.
Now for her "personality", or at least the important parts of her. Incredibly short, 4'10", but even more beautiful. Her ass is damn near perfect, round and perfect for gripping. Her tits, though, made her a knockout. Because she's so small, her tits look fucking great, plump on her frame, but not enormous, where she wouldn't quite be able to hide them in any outfit, but she doesn't look like a stripper or hooker. Between those two things and the fact her body was small enough to throw around, but had enough to grip, made her the perfect target for David.
David, surprisingly, is Samantha's friend. As a person who very recently became a man, he was a very active fellow sexually, sniffing out opportunities to fuck the most beautiful women he can find. He's not a complete douchebag though, actively helping friends and strangers. He's the sort of guy where, when he walks into the room, you can almost feel his presence. First, he's assertive without being cocky. His deep, full voice fills up a room with ease. It helps, though, that he's a lean 6'7" man who isn't too afraid of expressing his opinion. He isn't too humble- his downfall is that he knows that girls enjoy how he looks- from his long, flowing hair, to his staunch confidence.
This particular night, he's spending time with Samantha in her dorm room, shooting shit like they usually do, alongside her roommate Rachel- not his target, she's not his type. Over the past month or two that he's known Samantha, he's gotten a vibe that she has a very sexual side that she hasn't ventured too far into, but is interested in. Currently he's waiting for the right moment.
"... and then he said, 'you're not as drunk as the other girls, which makes it harder.' Like, what the fuck dude? Why would you ever say that"
Samantha laughs, Rachel is mortified. The usual dynamic.
"Jesus Christ, David, you need better friends. That's pretty despicable."
"Yeah, I do, so I'm hanging out with you guys until I find them"
All three people laugh but get interrupted by a knock at the door. Rachel opens it, and it's her (asshole) boyfriend. They go out in the hall for a couple seconds, whisper to each other.
Rachel says, "I gotta go, umm, to the bathroom," and promptly leaves while closing the door. David and Samantha roll their eyes at each other.
"Like Jesus, she's gotta not treat him like a god every time he beckons."
"David, as much as I agree with you, that girl is technically still my best friend and my roommate."
"And you're sure you can't convince her to find another guy? I mean, if I were her, I'd figure having one asshole is enough, and her boyfriend makes two."
Not exactly his best joke, sadly. He figures jokes are his best tool: something he read about comedy making it easier to turn girls on.
"How've you been lately, Samantha? You doing well?"
She thinks for a couple moments. The truth is, she's been too busy with school work from Monday to Thursday to really satisfy herself. In addition, her hormones are making her more horny than usual. Add those things up, and you get a Friday night with a very horny girl.
He looks better than usual tonight
, she thinks,
maybe it's the way he did his hair. He smells really good, too
.
"Personally, I'd prefer you answering today, but if that doesn't work I'll schedule something with your secretary."
"O-oh sorry. It's been an exhausting week, and I'm glad that I'm going to have a little time to, uh, do what I want this weekend"
"And what is it that you want to do this weekend."
Damn he's got me on the hook here. I can't just say "fuck myself" or "find a stranger and fuck him". He's realllly handsome today. Wait a minute? What the hell is that in his pocket? A fucking cucumber or something? Does he stuff his pants, jesus. I thought he'd be better than that. Though, if he doesn't stuff his pants, I wouldn't mind taking some of that, heh...
Truth is, Samantha was concealing her eyeing David too well, and so she saw an authentic boner- one of the many things he wasn't too modest about. I mean, having a thick 8" dick is something you should be proud of, and the fact that she was only wearing a thin strapless dress that made both her tits and ass fucking hot as hell catalyzed his growth.
"I guess spending some time to myself, recharging, you know? How about you?" A pretty good recovery without any actual falsehood.
Deciding this is the time to go for it (a decision heavily swayed by how she looked and how hard he was already), he says, "Oh well, I'm the opposite. You know, I'd really love to spend time with my friends. I'm actually getting the vibe that you wouldn't mind spending time with me, either." It's a good gamble- he can tell she's pretty horny today, but he doesn't make any incriminating or sexual statements. What really drove his decision was the fucking sexy strapless dress she decided to wear today for some presentation.
I wouldn't be surprised if her grade went up by a couple of points wearing that
