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Everyone in this story was 18 or older at the time it happened. The first four things people tend to notice about me are that I am short, I have short brown hair, I am rather pale, and I am too busty for people to not notice.

So going into school I was already pretty used to receiving male attention. Between my short stature and and my large chest having people not make eye contact with me was the norm, but there wasn’t much I could really do about it. So at worst I’ve ignored it completely, and at best I’ve used what I’ve got to my benefit.

I had high college boyfriends before, though I had never really done anything with them. Honestly, I didn’t go into school hunting for a boyfriend, that wasn’t my priority, but I ended up chasing after one anyway.

Let’s call him Damian, he was very tall, very skinny, with a cute face, a lot of similar interests to me, and a flashy smile. I met him through some mutual friends and classmates, I took notice of him pretty quickly, I wondered he was cute, and he definitely noticed me in the expected methods. I decided that if I was going do things with someone it was gonna be him.

Surprisingly, I ended up asking him out, since I got inpatient waiting for him to ask me. We didn’t get off to a great begin, and I’m entirely sure if he was aware it was a date. We went out to eat and after we were done he basically ran away. At this point I was more confused than anything, did he not like me? Was I not clear in my intentions? Was he shy? Or was he just stupid? In retrospect it was probably the latter.

But I am nothing if not determined to get what I want, and I wanted him. So When I asked him to come hang out at my dorm, this time I was prepared. I wore shorts and a slightly to small low cut v-neck top with no bra, that showed off more than enough cleavage to capture his attention when he arrived. We ended up sitting on my bed watching movies on my laptop, but his attention was very obviously on my chest and not the movie. Eventually laying down turned to cuddling, which turned to kissing, and eventually making out and groping.

At this point he was on top of me, his large hands squeezing my breasts as we kissed, though even with his large hands he still had a hard time holding on to all of their large size. As we made out and panted I could feel his crotch pressing down on me, his hard-on strained against his jeans as he grinned against me.

I knew he wouldn’t make any moves on his own, every up to this point had been initiated by me, from the kissing to his hands squeezing my chest. Honestly I may have been a bit clinical in what happened next. I told him to take off all his clothes and lay on my bed. I’m not sure if I just wanted to see him naked or if I didn’t want anything to get dirty. He did as I asked, he had a long lanky body, almost feminine like a super model, but his lack of any real body definition just made his dick look gigantic. I’m honestly not sure if was actually as gigantic as I remember him being, if I am just small, if it was just the contrast to the rest of his body, or the fact this was the first real dick I had ever seen.

I remember kneeling down next to it, and being surprised by how big it was. It was long, veiny, and cut. I wrapped both my hands around his base and slowly began to tug him. He seemed to enjoy that well enough, since he started moaning lightly as I stroked him. While I did that he stuck one of his long hands down my v-neck and groped me under my shirt like a stress toy. He was rough but I didn’t pay it to much attention, I was more focused on his dick and experimenting with it. As I stroked him faster I started to lick and kiss in different places, first along his shaft and then the head of his dick, which got louder moans out of him. The final straw for him was when i tried putting his dick in my mouth to suck on on it. He was a bit to big for my mouth so I only really got his head in while I stroked his shaft.

I only sucked on his head for a few seconds before he groaned loudly, squeezed my boob really hard, and thrust into my mouth as he came. With no warning I was caught off guard and gagged. I actually fell back as he thrust and came into my mouth, landing on the floor. I swallowed some of the cum but a lot of it fell out of my mouth and ran down my chin, and eventually fell onto my chest. He wasn’t done cumming either, he groaned a few times and spurt out a few more long ropes of cum, some landing his chest, and a few ropes landed on me as I lay on the ground, getting on my hair, face and clothes.

After he finished he quickly got up to make sure I was okay and apologized repeatedly. He was very sorry for the way things had gone, and I think we were both deeply embarrassed. We both awkwardly cleaned ourselves up with towels, and he redressed. He than awkwardly asked me if we were dating now, to which I answered “obviously yes”. I kissed him goodbye and then he left. Was it the romantic first time? definitely not. Did I even give him an especially good blowjob? No but we were both virgins so he didn’t seem to mind. Was it a memorable experience that I discover kinda funny in retrospect? Yes.

NSFW: yes

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