The s[m]allest taste of [f]ame | 2016

Back in my early 20's I was the most minor bit of celebrity. I cannot stress enough how minor. We're talking starring in some moderately popular YouTube videos with more local flavor than general appeal. Besides getting a couple recognitions on the street, I never gave it much thought. Then one day I get a Facebook message.

I don't know the woman, but I know of her. She was a friend of a friend, and we were technically Facebook friends. I added her a short time before for some reason. That reason may or may not have been influenced by how ridiculously hot she was. Long hair changing colors in the extreme from pic to pic. Thin framed glasses over a pair of bright blue eyes within a pale smooth face. If you looked up "bookish" in a pictionary, you'd see her there. And that was just chin up. Just below the neck was the kind of chest that you'd notice even if you were driving by. Massive cleavage shown through everything she wore.

So this woman, let's call Jane, messaged me. She went off on a long rant telling me what a big fan she was of mine and how many mutual friends we had, all I'm the attempt to make it not seem like she was a crazy stalker. I thought this was rather polite, even though I wouldn't have minded if she was. Getting kidnapped and murdered by a chick that hot is way more action than I'd have gotten in months (was coming off of a big break up). I responded with the word "yip", somehow mistyping "nice to meet you" and she mistook my idiocy for charm and we planned a date for as soon as she came back into town on college break. Before the end of the day however that conversation had slowly transformed into a dirty one until we both had hands down our pants as we scriptorily fucked the shit out of each other.

By the time the week passed and it was time for our date, we had described what we were going to do to each other so many times I felt like we were already familiar with each other. She picks me up for the date (my car was in the shop), and as soon as I see her in the flesh wearing a cute spring dress MASSIVE UNEXPECTED (but not really cause I know me) SHYNESS. We say hi, I give her a hug, and we hit up a local coffee shop. As we're drinking we start talking about our shared interest and I'm finally gaining some confidence back. We peace out on the coffee shop, I treat her to an upscale dinner. While we're there the conversation drags as the sexual tension builds. She's giving me the "fuck me" eyes like I've never seen before. We're sitting at adjacent sides of a table at the restaurant and I put my hand on her thighs. She bites her lower lip and looks down at her leg, then back up to my eyes. I've never seen an expression that sexy before in my life. I run my hand up her thigh and stop just shy of the end. I rub the very top of the thigh and she licks her lips. I have a feeling it's not for the food. I continue up and feel she's not wearing any panties. A thin patch of hair brushes my hand as I find her soaking wet pussy. I run a finger up its length and moisten her mound with it, teasing it very lightly. She takes a quivering sigh and her eyes half close. Right then the food shows up and we make like we're having a very discreet conversation.

After dinner we make it as far as just outside her car in the parking lot before we make out. Our tongues painting the insides of each other's mouths. Her hands are on the back of my head and one of mine is squeezing her ass. I give a quick look around and see no one in the vicinity (nice restaurant, terrible neighborhood) and start to feel up her massive chest. I reach down her front, under the bra and start playing with a nipple. Her kissing intensifies. I get bold and pull the tit out. It's beautiful. Massive and perfectly round with a small, pert nipple on the end. I start sucking on it while I resume fingering her. She's moaning heavily now and when I stop for air she pulls me up by my shirt and says "We need to fuck. Now." She is not wrong. We do need to. I don't make the rules, I just follow them. Small problem: we both still live with our parents and have nowhere private to fuck each other's brains out like we want. I tell her I have an idea.

I direct her a couple miles down the road to my old high school. The student parking is up a hill from the school, hiding any accounts from the surrounding residents. At this point it's about 9:00 at night and it's a weekend. Nobody should be up there. Unless there's a basketball game going on. Which apparently there was. However no one was at their cars at the time, everyone was inside watching the game, and we were far too horny to care anymore. We park in the farthest corner of the parking lot, behind the chapel (take THAT Jesus), and resume making out. Her hand immediately goes for my belt and before I know it she completely undoes my pants. She reaches and, grabs my cock, and immediately jerks her have back as if bitten. "What?" I ask her, alarmed. "You're cock! It's fucking huge!" Now, she's got a point. My previous partners had mentioned this as well, but compliments make me uncomfortable and I often don't believe them and/or forget about them. At this point, however, I'm forced to accept that this is true. My cock is pulled from my boxers, extending past my belly button. She reaches back and grabs it, unable to wrap her petite hand all the way around it. She gazes at it, fixated with it, jerking it slowly in amazement. "I mean obviously I was hoping you were hung, but I wasn't really expecting..." She trails off. "I need that in my mouth." She looks back up at me. "Please." Well she asked nicely, it would be rude to refuse. She licks my cock up and down, slowly, getting it as wet as her tongue can get it before she opens her mouth wide and takes in the first few inches. This is actually the first blowjob I'd ever received. All other partners claimed I was too big. I thought this was a cop-out, but apparently they were telling the truth and I have self-esteem issues. She choked down a lot further than I would have guessed possible, deepthroating me on the first gulp. Then bobbed her head up and down on it, making me groan in pleasure. Extremely turned on, I pull her face up, her eyes watering from the effort and kiss her. We awkwardly climb into the backseat without getting out of the car. I sit on the backseat and offer to go down on her. She declines, saying she's not totally comfortable with that, and I pull out a condom. She stood me and says "I really want to know what that feels like bare. Please? Just for a bit? I totally understand if you don't, but... I'd REALLY like to feel that." I'm not in any mood to argue. I want to dive into that wetness with as much covering as Greg Louganis. She straddles me awkwardly and slowly lowers herself onto my cock. It's tight. Very tight. But so slippery my whole fucking body could have squeezed in there with enough pressure. She groans loudly as she gets it most of the way in and just hovers there, eyes closed in pleasure. I'm in ecstacy myself. I've never felt a pussy that wet before. I could see her juices dripping down my cock. She starts back up again, bouncing on my cock, getting a little deeper and a little faster each time. She's getting loud now and I pull her perfect tits out to suck on.

Her leg starts cramping from the position so I lay her on the seat and slide back into her. Still so wet and we're in heaven. I start to give it to her hard. Really hard. I have to keep my mouth pressed on hers as to keep her from screaming as she has a huge orgasm, I feel her pussy somehow get even wetter. I'm pounding away now, faster. Harder. I'm building up to something when the game lets out. Fortunately the windows completely fogged up at that point and we were well hidden, but we were shaking the car something fierce. I know I'm not going to risk getting caught having sex in front of a bunch of teenagers, so we wrap it up and peel out of that parking lot like we just robbed a bank.

I didn't get to cum that night but there would be plenty of that in the future with her. It ended up being a couple years of increasingly risky sex with her, getting better all the time.