[M]eathead redeemed a[f]ter showing off | 2016

So back in my university days about 25 years ago now I was never the kind of guy who had steady girlfriends for any length of time. Between the impetuousness of youth, the stress of exams every three or so months and being in a "target rich environment" it never really worked for me in that way. On the flip side, however, those days were defined by a great many STRs and FWB scenarios many if not most of which I remember fondly to this day.

One such STR was Dannii.

Dannii had a flatmate by the name of Debbie who, if she was an inch, was 4'11" tall and about 100lbs soaking wet. Blonde, green eyes and waif like in build. Dan and Deb went to a different university in the same city as me and we met at a nightclub in town one night when Deb was absolutely transfixed by, of all things, the size of my hands. I'm 6'5" and at the time was playing a lot of Rugby and weighed in at a beefy 280lbs.

So Deb who is amazed that my hand is the size of her face, and ass as we later discovered, is recently broken up from her boyfriend and the girls are out for dancing and to drink away the memory of Deb's recent bust up.

As the night goes on, and not too much further, Deb calls Dan over and remarks on the size of my hands and says "I bet I could sit on it as you lift me up" so she does and I do and then things start getting silly or sillier depending on your point of view.

Dan and Deb are drinking with their girlfriend Joanne, a lovely curvy girl, about 20 at the time, curly blonde hair, about 5'4" and 120 with nice C cups. Anyway there are a couple of guys hanging around Dan and Jo who want to show off how strong they are so one of them lifts both Jo and Deb up - one on each arm. I say that's nice and lift him as he's lifting them. No contest. Winner winner chicken dinner.

Anyway the hangers on piss off pretty quick and the girls start falling about laughing about how crestfallen the vanquished hanger on looked.

Because of our shenanigans though we have come to the attention of bar security and, long story short, are asked to leave. That's not that much of a bummer because we'd decided to continue the party at the girls flat where there was booze and no closing time. We all hop a cab and take the 20 minute drive to Deb and Dan's place. I'm in the front seat next to the cabbie and Dan is sitting behind him so as I turn round to talk to the girls I get to basically talk to her. She's about 5'8", 21, long dark brown hair, glasses, pale skin, brown eyes with a face that reminded me of Linda Carter as Wonder Woman. That night she wore a dress which had a fitted bodice and flowing skirt kind of Spanish Flamenco style. The more I looked at her the more I had to look at her. She was captivating.

Anyway the 4 of us get back to Deb and Dan's place pile out of the cab and into their front room where we sit and drink and talk until the sun comes up at which point we realize that we're fucked and fucked up and need to get some sleep so we all crash. Jo bunks in with Dan, Deb goes to bed alone and I'm on the couch.

Next thing I know there's sounds of life going on around me as my consciousness breaks through my hangover and I hear water running and dishes clanking and doors closing.

I wake up and need to piss so go in search of the toilet. Morning hangover piss is possibly the most satisfying of all activities known to man and I unleash a 4 minute long piss that thunders into the water in the bowl and provokes a very satisfied groan as I near the end and the river level rises.

As I stop my urination self indulgence I hear the door close up the hallway so I flush and walk into the hallway where Dannii is standing in a robe with wet hair and holding a towel with a smile on her face. She hands me the towel and is clearly amused by my morning ritual. She says "why don't you have a shower and I'll make us some coffee." I take the towel smile at her and get in the shower where I shower at light speed and come back out wearing the clothes I wore the night before.

Dan's in the kitchen wearing a robe wet down the back from her wet hair loosely tied at the waist making coffee. I watch her as she turns around and she's no less captivating in the sober light of day.

She hands me a mug of coffee and points me to the sugar. As she moves her arm I get a glimpse inside her robe at her beautiful B cups. The first time I ever saw purple nipples. It was just a glimpse but it had me fascinated. More fascinated than usual in boobs anyway.

It's 1pm by this stage and Dan tells me Jo's gone home and Deb's gone to work waitressing at the University cafeteria.

We chat a while and move from the kitchen to the lounge. As we walk down the hallway I watch her shapely ass in her short robe and I feel a twinge in my pants.

We get to the lounge and we both sit on the couch and continue talking. Dan tells me she thought I was a bit of a meathead with the feats of strength rubbish I was going on with at the nightclub but the fact that I knew who Robert Heinlein and Marion Bradley and Carl Jung were was a redeeming feature. I smiled and we both leaned in and kissed. It was electric and soft and beautiful.

We started exploring each other with our hands followed quickly by our mouths. Her robe hit the floor. Dan was naked underneath. I stepped back momentarily and took in the sight of her naked body. She had kicking curves, wide hips but not thick, pale skin and a dark little landing strip like an exclamation mark above her pussy. Fuck she was gorgeous! I dived for her beautiful purple nipples and nibbled and kissed and sucked on them and started kissing down her body towards that exclamation point.

She pulled back and took me by the hand and we headed to her room. We got through the door and she turned and kissed me again and pulled me back towards her double bed. More kissing, more wandering hands and in short order I'm naked too and were in the bed making out for all we're worth.

She grabs my cock and starts stroking it as I start rubbing her pussy and slip a finger into her tight pussy and feel how wet and tight and hot she is. She breaks the kiss and gasps. She reaches over to her bedside table and grabs a condom from the drawer and tears it open with her teeth. I'd never had a girl put a condom on me before. She sat up and leaned over kissed and sucked the head of my cock for a moment and rolled the condom onto me. She then pushed me back onto the bed and climbed on to straddle me.

She positioned me at the entrance to her pussy and leaned down onto my cock. She threw her head back and let out an excited moan, almost a laugh, as she slid down. After a few moments she had taken me all the way into her hot tight pussy and stopped as I filled her and just sat there momentarily with her eyes closed. She licked her lips and started to grind against me. She then started to move up and down my shaft. She was in complete control. She looked gorgeous riding me and she was obviously loving every moment of it.

I started to thrust back to meet her as she took me in on the downstroke and we started to build a rhythm. She leaned forward and pressed her beautiful tits in my face and as her weight shifted it freed me to thrust harder into her which started to bring on her climax. As I got faster her breathing got more ragged and she started to scream and claw at my chest as she came. She clawed at my chest and sat up as she sank all the way onto my shaft as her pussy clenched and spasmed against my hard cock. She was punching my chest with a hammer fist as her orgasm got more intense and that sent me over the edge and I filled the condom as Dan writhed and screamed impaled on my cock.

As her orgasm released its grip on her she tipped forward and lay on me raggedly breathing her way back to composure.

After a few moments I rescued the condom before I softened too much and pulled her off my softening cock.

"Well that's one hell of a breakfast" she said as we lay there basking in the afterglow. Before too long we were turning basking into foreplay again and we fucked twice more before I left that day. Turns out her nipples matched her pussy lips for colour. I've always liked purple.

Comments and constructive criticism welcome.

[Edits for grammar and spelling]