1. The Fat Girl in the Denim Skirt (Or, "How I L


    Date: 12/16/2014, Categories: Masturbation, Sex Humor, Voyeur, Author: luvmyshywife, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Browsing Xhamster today, I got inspired to write my first story. A picture of a chubby girl in a denim skirt, posted by another user here, reminded me of a girl I used to fuck in college. Imaginethis girl, but with tan skin, pale tanlines, and jet black hair.. otherwise, the spitting image ofHeather, a girl I used to have college classes with, and who I became fuck-buddies with. With that image in your head (and in mine) and hopefully an image to jerk to as you imagine her in this situation, here's my story about one of the times I fucked Heather in her college dorm room. (Pardon the backstory... skip WAY down below, to the bold sentence if you're impatient and want to get right to the sex.) I love chubby girls. I never did before Heather. But Heather loved sex; a fact I discovered after becoming her friend, and stopping off at her dorm room between classes to exchange notes or to study. Being an dumb, insecure college guy at the time, I didn't like "fat" girls, and would have been embarrassed to be seen with one. Hearing "Ha! Your girlfriend's fat, dude!" would've been a social stigma impossible to overcome, I imagined. Heather was a girl at my college. A "fat girl" is how I would've described her at the time. I barely noticed her in the two classes we shared at college, and third later in the day. But we would walk the same way to our classrooms, at the same time, between two that we shared. I began to notice her, but only on days when I was really horny and she was wearing ...
    a denim skirt. She was chubby, with thick calves and thighs.. She was tan and would always wear thong sandals which showed off her pink painted toenails. Not being attracted to larger girls at the time, but being a horny college guy, I would just walk behind her on the way to our class, staring at her ass and thinking rude perverted thoughts. ("I wonder what kind of panties she's wearing under her denim skirt?", "Wonder if she takes it up the ass?", "I bet that chubby girl is single and lonely and goes back to her dorm to masturbate on Friday nights", and even "I should probably ask her out... I bet she'd be easy to fuck. Wouldn't be so bad with the lights out." Not thoughts I'm proud of now, but at the time my hormones were raging and I wasn't very good at talking to women, and was even pretty lonely myself. I found myself fantasizing about her outside of classes, but I was too shy to talk to her.. "Being rejected by a gorgeous, slim supermodel would be understandable", I thought, but being told off by an average looking chubby girl would be humiliating! One day, I noticed that she would drive her car home after her final class. I decided that maybe I could leave a note and my phone number on the windshield, and if she decided not to call, I wouldn't feel the sting of rejection. So with the pressure off, I did... "just for fun", and in the hopes that if she liked me, I might get to feel her tits up or get to finger her, at least. Maybe I'd even get a blowjob. The note read, ...
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