Kevin gazed down through his thick glasses at his math textbook and tried to concentrate. He was sitting in the very far corner of the university library’s second floor, at one end of a long table. About a dozen feet away two girls sat next to each other, with several textbooks and quite a few sheets of paper spread out in front of them. They seemed to be working together on a very tough problem. They frequently whispered to each other as they thumbed through pages in one or the other textbook, and occasionally one would say something that made the other giggle.
He sighed and risked another look at them.
They were both young, probably freshmen. The one sitting closer to him had a gorgeous face (she looked a lot like the actress Linda Hamilton from The Terminator), with incredibly full lips. Her body was nicely curved, with perhaps a D-cup chest. Kevin could not help imagining what it would be like to kiss her on those wonderful lips while running his hands all over her delicious chest and sexy body. His pants started to bulge.
Her friend had a somewhat harsher (though still quite attractive) face, framed by long blonde hair. She was incredibly stacked. To Kevin’s very appreciative eyes she looked like she had great big water balloons hidden inside her shirt. As his gaze bravely lingered on her chest, his bulge became rock-hard and started to ache. Oh to be able to sink my face deep into those…!
Suddenly the girls glanced at him, and he quickly looked down at his homework. The girls whispered to each other and giggled, and poor Kevin blushed furiously. God they must think I’m a total geek. He did in fact fit the stereotype quite well: his tall skinny frame and Bill Gates face, complete with thick-framed glasses, ensured that he would always be excluded from the galaxy of beautiful people such as those two girls, as far as he was concerned.
He had seen these two in the library many times before, always sitting at this table, helping each other with homework. Sometimes there would be one or two muscle-bound guys sitting with them, but they didn’t seem to stay long – the girls always seemed more absorbed in their homework than in the jocks who were obviously hitting up on them.
With faces and bodies like they have, they must be
incredibly picky! Or perhaps they have eyes only for each other?
Either way, he knew that they would always be no more than wonderful fantasies for him to think about at night, in bed…
“Um, excuse me?”
Kevin had been staring down at the textbook, lost in thought, when he felt the light tap on his shoulder. He looked up, and had to choke down a shocked gasp: the huge-busted girl was standing right next to him. A truck-size lump in his throat blocked any possible reply, so he just looked up at her nervously.
“Uh, we’re really stuck on a math problem,” the girl said shyly, “and we were wondering if you could help us.”
Kevin just stared at her for a moment, then nodded. “Um, uh, sure! Okay.” He slid his chair back, got up, and followed the girl to the place at the table where her friend was waiting. As he walked behind her, he was mesmerized by the shimmy of her chest (he could see so much even from behind!) and the wonderful sway of her hips.
Instead of sitting down at her original spot, the girl continued on to the next chair and dragged it closer. She beckoned Kevin to sit where she had been sitting. He did so, and she sat next to him. Kevin felt flush with excitement. I’m sitting between them!
He glanced down at the textbook the girls had been puzzling over, and saw that it was basic calculus – stuff he had learned two years ago. His excitement grew as he realized he might actually be able to help them with their problem.
“I’m Becky,” the huge-chested girl told him, “and this is Shannon.” Her friend smiled at him and said, “hi!”
“Uh, hi! I’m Kevin. Um, which problem are you having trouble with?”
Shannon pointed at it. As Kevin read it, the two girls leaned back and exchanged glances. Becky smiled as she silently mouthed: he’s the one.
Shannon grinned back at her and nodded.
Ten minutes later, Kevin had led the two girls step-by-step through the problem. He blushed profusely as they happily thanked him and told him how wonderfully smart he was. Shannon asked if he could stay and help them through the rest of the problems.
The possibility of him saying “no”, even if he had been due for life saving surgery in five minutes, was practically nil. He spent the next hour and a half in the company of the two beautiful girls, reveling in their closeness, and occasionally sneaking peaks at delicious curves as his sharp mind rendered assistance with their homework.
When their homework was complete, the girls closed their books and gathered their papers together. As they got up, Shannon turned to Kevin and asked, “Hey, do you know where the Date Palm Apartments are?”
Kevin nodded. He passed them every time he drove to the campus. They were practically next door.
Shannon leaned down and whispered in his ear: “Me and Becky live in apartment 112. I was wondering if you would like to come over at, um, nine o-clock.”
If this were a cartoon world, Kevin’s jaw would have crashed down through the floor all the way to ground level.
“Y-yeah! I could do that.”
“Well then, we’ll see you later!” As the two girls walked away, they both turned their heads and smiled as them as they waggled their fingers in a wave.
Kevin stood there, practically in shock, and watched them go. He stayed there and stared at their backs until they disappeared into the hallway where the stairwell and elevators were.
He returned to his own spot at the table and tried to finish his own homework, but it was hopeless. His mind was totally messed up. He kept working through the last few minutes like a puzzle: they did invite me to their apartment, right? Did I miss something? Misinterpret something she said, perhaps?
It was so simple. Shannon asked him over, and he said yes. And that was that.
Time slowed to a crawl. He had five hours to kill. He ate dinner at the cafeteria. He played some games in the video arcade. He returned to the library and tried to do his homework. He tried to read a book. Everything he did seemed to take just a little nibble out of the great blob of TIME that stood between him and nine o’clock. It was like staying up all night, waiting for Christmas morning. Even worse.
But time did pass, and at 8:50 Kevin left the campus and walked down the road. He passed two apartment complexes before he reached the one the girls lived in. His heart hammered in his chest as he wandered around the complex, looking for 112. At one minute before nine, he was standing in front of the door with that number on it.
The door flew open before his knuckles got halfway to the wood. Wearing nothing but high-heeled pumps and an oversize t-shirt with the university’s name and mascot printed across her jiggling chest, Shannon bounced happily in front of him, saying, “come in! come in!” She took his hand, she actually took his hand, and led him into the apartment.
Becky sat on the sofa in their tidy living room. She was wearing the same shirt, but her massive chest stretched the university logo as it thrust proudly outward against the thin fabric. In her hand was a Sony Playstation controller, with its wire dangling across the room to the entertainment center set against the opposite wall. She had been playing some kind of role-playing game, but as soon as Kevin entered the room she dropped the controller and sprung to her feet. Her massive melons shook inside her shirt as she ran over to Kevin with a big happy smile on her face and took his other hand. The two girls led him to the couch, and they all sat down on it, with him in the middle.
I have GOT to be dreaming all this. Do they have anything
on under those shirts…?
Shannon and Becky just sat there next to him, giggling and squirming about. Their arms and hips rubbed against his sides repeatedly. Then Shannon slid an arm behind his back and one smooth, silky leg across his lap. “So, um,” she purred, “tell us about yourself, Kevin.” She started tracing lazing circles on his chest with a fingertip.
His poor mind was blowing fuses left and right. The girls were pressing against him. He could feel the delicious warmth of their bodies and smell the sweet scent of their perfume or shampoo or whatever it was. The part of his brain that constructed meaningful sentences to be routed to his voice box was having trouble rebooting.
“Um, well, you know, there’s n-not much to t-tell, I mean I just go to school and study and on the weekends I drive to the beach or the-“
“Are you a virgin?” Becky asked. She was running a fingertip up and down his side.
Kevin blushed deeply. “Um, yeah, yeah I am.”
“Mmmmhh good, so are we.”
“Really?”
“Mmmm hmmmm. Shannon and I are quite alike, you know. We’re both old-fashioned. We want to lose our virginity on our wedding night.”
Kevin surprised himself by being bold enough to ask, “do you think you’ll be able to?”
“Mmmm hmmmm,” Becky replied. “There are so many ways to have fun without losing it, you know.”
Kevin swallowed hard.
“Me and Becky have been telling each other our fantasies,” Shannon said. “And its turns out they are so much alike! Do you want to hear them?”
A dazed Kevin just nodded.
“Well,” Shannon continued, “I keep fantasizing about sucking on a nice hard cock.” She slowly drew out those last three words and emphasized the consonants. But not just anybody, you know. Not somebody who is like, you know, ‘another night, another girl’. I want somebody really, really nice. Like you.”
She placed one hand on the bulge in his pants and gave a firm squeeze. Kevin swallowed again. He placed his hand on top of hers and held it there. She smiled, a sexy, seductive smile. He felt warm breath against his ear as Becky spoke softly into it:
“Mmmnngghhhh my fantasy is to have my big tits sucked. Really, really sucked on, you know what I mean? Squeezed and sucked on so much! I’ve never had a guy suck on them before. But I’m like Shannon, I don’t want it to be some dumb jock who thinks it’s just some game, more points on the board. I want a really sweet guy. Someone who thinks he would never get to even see really big tits like these…”
Her hands suddenly grasped the bottom of her t-shirt and she yanked it up over her head. Her incredible mountains rolled out and bounced free. The one closest to Kevin actually smacked against his elbow and came to rest against his arm. He sucked in his breath as he stared at her incredible chest.
“Ooooooooh yeah,” Shannon breathed as she felt his cock grow very hard under her hand. She gave it another squeeze.
The two girls grabbed Kevin’s hands and quickly got to their feet, pulling him up with them. “Come on,” Becky said as they led him down the hall, into a bedroom, and straight to Heaven.
The girls tumbled onto the bed, hauling poor Kevin with them. Shannon stripped off her own shirt and flung it onto the dresser. Then their hands were all over him, pulling open his shirt and yanking his pants off (without even bothering to remove his shoes!). Shannon pawed eagerly at his underwear and got her prize: Kevin’s hard cock in her hand. He saw the look of absolute desire on her face and astounded.
“Oooohhhh Becky, look at this…” Shannon moaned. Her lips were so close to his rock-hard dick that he could feel her warm breath flow around it. Her fingers slid gently up and down his shaft.
Suddenly his view of Shannon was blocked. Instead, he had an extreme close-up view of the most beautiful, enormous pair of udders he had seen in his life.
“Don’t pay any attention to her,” Becky groaned. “Pay attention to these.” She pressed her boobs together with her hands and lifted them up. She waved her nipples back and forth in front of Kevin’s face. He craned his neck forward, trying to touch his lips to a delicious nipple, but she pulled back just enough to keep them safe from his questing lips and tongue.
“You want to suck on them, don’t you?”
“Y-yes.”
“What’s the magic word?” She held her mammoth melons so achingly close to his face. He felt Shannon’s fingers caressing his aching cock.
“Please,” he moaned.
Becky smothered Kevin’s face with her incredible pillows at the same time Shannon took his cock into her mouth.
He moaned into the smothering titflesh as he felt his dick sink deep into Shannon’s hungry mouth. His hands went to Becky’s breasts and grabbed hold. Her breasts felt so incredible! They sloshed and jiggled as he worked his fingers into that soft warm yielding flesh. Becky rocked her body slowly up and down on the bed, sighing and moaning with delight as Kevin pressed his fingers into her big boobs and mashed them against his face.
Shannon let Kevin’s delicious meat slip completely out of her mouth, then she sucked it back in again. She loved how his shaft felt as it slid past her lips and into her mouth, sliding along her tongue. She let it slip out again, then sucked it slowly back in. Over and over and over. Kevin’s legs pistoned back and forth, making a big mess of the blankets. His fingers sank deep into Becky’s tits as he moaned loudly into the soft tit blanket that covered his mouth.
Becky, for her part, was experiencing absolute joy. She could make herself come just by playing with her tits as she fantasized them being totally under the control of some very horny guy. Just the thought of her big soft mountains, and especially her incredibly suckable nipples, being helpless against his fingers and lips and tongue sent her into the throes of ecstasy. And now it was happening for real, her boobs were trapped in his hands, trapped against his mouth, oh they were so helpless, and she slid a hand down between her own thighs and felt her incredible wetness, and her fingers stroked those wet lips as Kevin’s lips and tongue gained courage and began to explore.
And explore they did! Kevin wanted to touch and feel and lick every inch of her breasts. He wanted to do it slowly, leisurely. To take his time, lick and lick and lick, feel and squeeze, oh god they feel so incredible, please let me do this as long as I want!
Becky let him explore and play with her breasts as long as he wanted. His fingers and mouth muscles gave out under the strain of all that delicious titflesh long before her breasts reached their sucking limit (if there even was one!). She giggled and ran her fingers through her hair (and through Shannon’s hair too) as Kevin shook her tits, beating them against his face, beating her nipples against his mouth. He played “catch” with them, making her boobs jiggle and trying to catch the dancing nipples with his lips. Whenever he succeeded, he sucked that nipple (and as much breastflesh as he could) into his mouth and feasted on it.
Kevin’s biggest problem was keeping himself from reaching orgasm too soon. Shannon sucked and sucked on his cock, and her tongue lashed at it eagerly. He could hear her slurping, and the occasional wet pop whenever she let it slip completely out of her mouth. Each time he felt himself drawing close to orgasm, he closed his eyes and tried to think non-sexy thoughts: homework, dry textbooks, long boring lectures. Despite the incredible titflesh still pressing against his face and overflowing his fingers, it seemed to work. He lasted much longer than he would have expected. And that made Shannon very happy.
When his fingers finally grew too tired to hold onto Becky’s heaving melons, she wrapped her arms around his head and drew his face into her chest. She smothered him with her warmth and rubbed her breasts up and down his face. Then she grabbed her nipples and stretched them, pulling her enormous breasts outward and wrapping them around his head. Her breasts were big enough that she could rub her nipples around in his hair way behind his ears. He lashed at the enveloping flesh with his tongue as she ground it all over his face.
“Feel how wet I am,” she moaned as she grabbed Kevin’s hand and slapped it against her cunt. His palm made an audible splat against it, and his fingers started to grope and clench and her helpless wet pussy.
That was it, that was just too much for his poor nerdy brain. Shannon sucked his cock, and Becky smothered his face, and his hand pawed at her wet cunt, and he came, oh how he CAME!
Shannon yelped with his cock still deep inside her mouth as she suddenly felt hot fluid spurting from its tip. It tasted strange, but nothing she couldn’t handle, oh no, she had been fantasizing about this for so long, and she clamped her lips around the base of his cock and sucked on it for all she was worth. Kevin moaned into Becky’s chest as Shannon slurped on his pumping cock and actually drank his spurting hot cum.
Afterward they all showered together, and that was quite exciting for all involved. Water went everywhere as the jets from the hand-held shower head were lustily directed all over big delicious breasts (Shannon’s got a good wet sucking). Kevin made sure that their breasts were nice and clean, with a lot of scrubbing and a lot of licking after the rinse to make sure.
Putting his clothes back on was definitely the low point of his evening. It felt so final. He wondered if he would ever get to experience something like this again.
At the front door, Shannon and Becky took turns giving Kevin the hottest, most wonderful kisses he had ever experienced. Each one lasted several minutes, accompanied by much groping and petting. Kevin managed to get one of Becky’s mammoth melons out of her nightshirt and starting sucking on it again. She giggled and moaned and ran her fingers through his hair.
Finally they said their goodbyes and Kevin opened the front door. As he started to walk out, Becky grabbed him and said, “don’t be a stranger, okay? Come back and visit us again soon!”
Kevin walked back to his car with his biggest smile ever.