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"Hey, where's the beer?" Julian, my boyfriend for over two years now said, roaming around the kitchen as I sat down on the couch. I watched him and nearly rolled my eyes; I loved him, but I hated how he acted sometimes. We were in college, so why didn't he act like it?

Susie, my best friend since high school laughed at the sight. "Oh my god, Julian you have no shame. This isn't even our house." It wasn't. We were over Tommy's house, which I didn't appreciate very much. Sure, he made sure to invite us a lot since I've got here but I knew why and it bothered the hell out of me that my boyfriend didn't realize or even worse, just didn't care. I've talked to Susie about this and according to her, it's just because he doesn't think I'm the cheating type. Well it doesn't matter. It's just that Tommy, or at least the way that he acted around me, made me uncomfortable.

It mostly because I know how pervy this asshole was. Tommy was a notorious womanizer at school and I say that feeling that womanizer was too nice of a word. He completely dominated the women that he was with. I heard stories and saw glimpses of a few videos. This man was sick and worst of all, I represented one of his biggest fetishes; he loved white blonde girls and big asses. I had both of these characteristics.

More about my body? Well, I'm about 5'6" and I'm pretty thin and have modest boobs (I wore a 32D cup bra). I take care of my body and did a lot of exercises during my year off before college (I had a little bit of an anxiety problem before starting college). I was in good shape too - the only thing I had to complain about was my butt (the only that Tommy loved so much). It was huge, at least for a girl like me; big, fat and round, it gave just a slight jiggle whenever I would walk too fast.

I sat there, putting my notes away when my boyfriend and some friends went outside for a moment, to play some football. Here I was then, playing with my phone. I was wearing my favorite comfty outfit; a short, tight shirt that showed off a little of my fit stomach and a pair of tight jogging pants that showed off my thick thighs and big butt. I actually have a picture here, in case you wanted a good visual; I posted this on Instagram about a week ago and honestly it was my favorite selfie:


I placed my phone away when I heard him come in the room. Tommy.

He sat down right next to me and placed his arm around my shoulders. I tried to move away, but unfortunately there wasn't much room.

"What do you want, Tommy?" I asked bitterly while he grinned.

"What? Can't a guy just get comfortable?" He said with a cocky grin, noticing my notebook on the desk. It was finals and yet I was the only one who thought about studying. He then looked back at me, and looked into my blue eyes and added "Can't you get up and show me that big ass of yours? Pretty please?"

"God, you're such a creep..." I said, picking up my notebook and pretending to read it...

 
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“Oh come on,” I said in her ear, knowing full well I was creeping her out a bit. “You need to loosen up.”

I smirked at her, pulling my arm out from behind her. Of course, I had orchestrated the impromptu football game outside. College guys were so easy to manipulate. College girls were too, of course, but in a completely different way.

This one, Julie, was proving quite the challenge. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a pack of cigarettes, lighting one up as I pulled away from her.

I had to hold back my delight at the way she sneered at the thick smell. That’s when I pulled out the joint hidden in the box. I had prepared it specifically to share with her.

“You are over preparing,” I explained to her. “All this last minute cramming is jumbling up the carefully built associations you’ve made over the course of the semester with the material you’ve already studied.”

I leaned back in close to her again, after blowing out a cloud of cigarette smoke. “You’re actually fucking yourself, right here on my couch. It’s kind of fun to watch,” I said, reaching out then and giving her luscious thick hip a poke with my finger.

And again.

And again.
 
Ugh, he was so annoying. I knew that the whole reason he was poking at my hip like this was probably because he wanted to touch me. I sighed while he did that, doing my best to put up with him while I studied for the finals. But even if I hated him, I had to admit that he had a point. I was over preparing; I was so desperate to succeed in this stupid program that I was willing to lose sleep over it. I wondered how Tommy was able to be so calm though; with all that time wasted smoking, drinking and trying to get me drunk from time to time, I had to wonder why he wasn't freaking out over the finals.

And that's when it hit me; it was probably that smoking part and I knew that that smoking wasn't cigarette smoke. I knew what marijuana was, don't get me wrong - I just never tried it. Yes, I know, a college girl never trying pot during her first semester. Cut me some slack okay? I had some class. Unlike Tommy, as you could have probably figured out by now. Eventually, I put my book down and looked at this perverted jerk and said:

"What's pot like?"

He gave me this look - either he was expecting me to say something, or he was planning for it. It was always difficult to tell with Tommy - it seemed that whenever I saw him, it was always either trying to put drinks in my hands or trying to sneak his hands to cop a feel. I wouldn't put it past him to try to make me smoke one with him.

"What? I don't want one! I just want to know, okay?"
 
“What’s pot like?” I repeated back to her with a laugh. It was almost scornful. “Are you telling me you’ve been here all year and never tried pot? Not once?”

I shook my finger at her. “You have been studying too much,” I said.

“I could try to explain it to you, but it wouldn’t make much sense. You have to try it to understand how it works.”

I toyed with the rolled up joint in my hands in front of her. I snuffed out my cigarette in the ashtray and then looked at her. I lifted it up to show her, how finely it was hand rolled by yours truly, holding it delicately. “It’s a thing of beauty, really. God’s perfect plant.” I looked at her, catching her eyes and mine not letting hers go. “It’s exactly what you need. But don’t let what’s-his-name, Julian, find out, okay? It’ll be our little secret.”
 
"Ugh, I don't want to have a little secret...and don't pretend you don't know Julian! You two have hanged out." I said with a scoff. I glanced back at my books - finals were coming up and I needed to study. Well...did I? I honestly didn't know at this point. If you went to school and studied your butt off for weeks on end, you'll know what I'm talking about. I'm pretty sure I was at that point where, despite having been an A student for the entire session, I was paranoid of failing. Paranoid, to the point where I might just mess up because of my lack of confidence.

I eyed Tommy and the joint that he was holding up. It would be my first time to try this out but...

I glanced outside and saw that my group of friends were nowhere to be found. I couldn't believe I was about to do this.

"Okay, I give."
I said with a sigh, reaching over for the joint. Once he handed it over to me, I looked at it carefully and said "Here goes nothing...I swear, you're a horrible influence..."

I inhaled a lot of it and coughed almost immediately.

 
I watched with curiosity as she lit the joint and puffed on it. She seemed to be a natural, really, as she managed to get it going and suck down a huge hit!

“I’m impressed,” I said, smirking at her. Her mood was about to be quite elevated, quite soon. I had laced this particular joint with cocaine earlier, after all.

Just for her.

“Tough it out, Big Bootie Julie, take another toke, hit that motherfucker!” I said, giving her a playful swat to the butt as I did!
 
I couldn't believe it.

I was here, sitting with Tommy and smoking some of his pot! For a second there, I chuckled; seriously, it was school and got me to do something so stupid. I was always the perfect student and here I was, driving to so much anxiety that I actually was smoking pot with this pervert. I gasped loudly when he slapped the side of my fat ass - almost playfully so. "Don't do that, you fucking pervert!" I said, although ever perfect I said that with a smile. That actually was kind of fun.

"And why did you come up with that nickname?" I asked, leaning back on the couch. "It's so lewd!"
 
“Oh, shut up and smoke, you know you like that name!” I teased her, and that’s when her friend Susie walked into the living room.

“OhmiGAWD Julie are you smoking pot???” Susie squealed, but not loud enough for the guys outside to hear. In the space of a couple of seconds, Susie had whipped out her phone and snapped a picture. “Oh I am totally keeping this for blackmail girl!” Susie said, jokingly.

I chuckled. “It’s good stuff, ain’t it?” I asked Susie, who nodded appreciatively…
 
"Maybe I do! You don't have any proof though!" I answered back to Tommy saying that I enjoyed it. Big Booty Julie? It was kinda objectifying and really rude, but it some weird way I thought that it was kind of sexy. But of course I wouldn't tell him that!

When Susie came in and remarked on me smoking pot, she took a picture. I even smiled for it before telling her "I swear Susie, if you show that to anyone, I'll kill you!" with a laugh.

"Tommy, tell her not to show that to anyone!"
I added, before getting up from the couch. I stumbled a little bit, being filled with some serious brain fog.
 
“Susie, don’t show that to anyone!” I repeated, and laughed, as I said: “now let me see!”

I watched as Julie unsteadily got up from the sofa, her big fat ass right in my face when I leaned forward. I winked at Susie before giving Julie’s butt a hearty, loud spank!

“Why don’t you grab us some beers while you’re up, Big Bootie,” I told her, leaning back, my own phone suddenly in my hand, and I wasted no time at all snapping a picture of Julie’s ass! “Damn, I’m gonna have to save that one for the spank bank!”
 
*SLAP*

I jumped and yelped like a wounded puppy when Tommy, who was right behind me, decided to go along and slap my ass! He actually did that! It was a hard slap too, almost as if he wanted to cause a little pain. But between you and me, I kind of liked it. Yes, I know it's stupid and really objectifying, but somehow in my high, I could admit to myself that maybe I liked it. But notice that I said admit to myself; I wouldn't tell anyone this.

"You asshole!" I said as I kicked Tommy's shin. "Just for that, I'm going to take another puff." I added, grabbing the joint and taking another huff. I didn't cough this time but my throat did feel itchy. Honestly, I craved another huff, but I wasn't about to go crazy with it.

“Why don’t you grab us some beers while you’re up, Big Bootie,”

"Ugh..." I responded back before I headed towards the kitchen. I swear, I could feel his eyes on my big ass while I did...

...

In the kitchen, I was reaching in for another beer when Susie came along. She laughed at me, while I took a beer bottle for Tommy and I, before she said "You know, maybe you should flirt a bit more with Tommy."

I was taken aback from that and I placed the beer bottles aside. "Excuse me?"

"He's always inviting us her and he gave you some good pot. It's the least you can do, you know."
she added, taking something for herself. What was her deal? When we first met Tommy, she was just as hateful towards him as I was. What changed? But despite this, she had some bit of a point.

"Yeah, I'm sure Julian would love to hear that. I have half a mind to tell him that Tommy just slapped my ass!"

"Yeah but you know he wouldn't care!"

Susie had a point, my boyfriend was often way too lenient with Tommy...

"Okay fine, what should I say..."

...

And so, I came back and handed over a beer bottle to Tommy. I stood there for a moment and looked back at Susie, who was grinning like a giddy school girl. I swear, I thought that she wanted to see me all embarrassed. Instead, I said:

"Hey Tommy. I'm sorry for kicking you. Do you want to...slap my ass again? I think that I deserve another." I said, before turning around to face Susie again. She looked at me expectantly and used a hand gesture to get me to add another. Jesus, how did she convince me to do this again?

"And...I like that nickname you give me. Just don't use it around Julian."
 
I watched as she approached, a nervous grin on her face, and I was shocked when she actually asked me to spank her again, and turned around, presenting her ass to me.

And then she was saying she liked that nickname! I laughed, my hands reaching forward towards her big butt.

“You like that, huh?” I asked, happily accepting her invitation, but instead of spanking her again, I greedily squeezed her soft ass flesh through her tight yoga pants. “Big Bootie Julie? That’s you, all right!” I said, and then gave her a firm, loud spank, loud enough that one of the guys outside peered in through the front window for a moment!

I spanked her again, relishing this moment, my hands groping her aggressively, my fingers digging towards her crotch. “I don’t know, though, maybe I should just call you Fat Ass.”

Susie stifled a giggle as she took a drink, and then I was pulling Julie towards me, guiding that big butt right into my waiting lap to rub right against my stiffening cock…
 
I looked at Susie in panic, feeling Tommy's hands go towards my ass. Instead of giving it a spank, his hands really dug into each fat cheek and squeezed roughly. My eyes widened at the sensation, having his hands grab my even bigger cheeks. Susie giggled at the sight and motioned me to stay there and let him do his thing. Big Booty Julie was my nickname now, I guess...

*SPANK* *SPANK*​

"Ouch!" I yelped, his hands digging into the undersides of my ass, his fingers coming in close in between them and towards my inner thighs. My legs wobbled and I moved my hand back, moving it away from there. Thankfully, or maybe unfortunately, he began to pull me down.

“I don’t know, though, maybe I should just call you Fat Ass.”

"Oh god, no. That's way too much." I said with a giggle, my ass sitting down on his lap. I gasped - feeling a bulge move in between those famous ass cheeks of mine. Susie came in close and pushed me back down when I tried to get up. "No no Julie, you should sit down!" she said before pushing me back on his lap.

I swear, she winked at Tommy before her hands went to sides of my ass and her small hands actually grabbed my ass cheeks before pulling them apart, through my jogging pants, and then I felt his bulge actually go in between! "What the fuck Susie!" I said, with a huge gasp. Again, I tried to get up but Susie held my down by shoulders. She then gave Tommy a smile and giggled before heading outside...
 
Susie’s assistance was just perfect, keeping Julie in place while I managed to position my huge stiff monster cock right between her ass cheeks; granted, it was still inside my mesh gym shorts, but those provided precious little in the way of concealing my obvious size and arousal.

As Susie held Julie down on me, and she squirmed, my hands found their way around to the front of her, groping and squeezing at her thick thighs.

“You’ve still gotta finish this joint,” I suggested to her, nodding to the half of a smoking joint smoldering in the ashtray. She would have to bend over forward to grab it, and when she did I was going to let go of her thighs and give her big firm tits and very hearty grab!
 
I leaned forward, aiming my mouth for that joint. "Come on, stop moving it..." I muttered, leaning forward some more (unintentionally moving more of my ass onto his growing bulge). Eventually, I got it in my mouth and suddenly, felt Tommy's hands on my 32D cup breasts. "Mmmph!" I protested, my mouth closing in on that joint. My hands went to his arms, trying to pull them away from my chest but he was too strong! Instead of getting his hands away, I felt them hold and squeeze my tits, all the while I was breathing in out out that marijuana smoke. I felt it burn my throat as I couldn't quite take a break; I was busy trying to not let this drop!

He dry humps me and slowly, my hands began to drop until they were just laying there on my side. Feeling his bulge, now hard rock and probing my ass...well, let's just say that it felt good. Good enough that I actually began to feel some moisture between my legs, within my pink cotton panties. The joint, now smaller in size, dropped on the floor as I began to open my mouth - once his bulge moved towards my inner hips.

"Oooh ohhhh oh" I began to moan continuously with every hump he made. I let him continue, my soft moans being some slight encouragement. How the hell was this feeling so damn good? "What are you...doing?" I asked simply, amazed over how I was being pleasured by this...
 
I was definitely humping on her fat ass, but I wasn't going crazy. If anything, it was a subtle upward rubbing of my stiff length against her now-quite-aroused pussy. Her juices were flowing, and I could smell her arousal quite clearly as she desperately sucked on the joint between her lips, taking hit after hit after hit of my weed, all of it carefully laced with powder cocaine, a erfect blend to make her both confused and excitable.

I breathed her scent in deeply, releasing one tit to let my hand drop to her crotch. While one hand aggressively squeezed at each of her tits in turn, the other's fingers were pressing firmly right against Julie's clit.

"Just enjoying myself," I told her, my cock growing more insistent beneath her, my hand in her crotch encouraging her to rub herself back onto me...
 
"Just enjoying myself,"

Oh my god...

How...was this...feeling...so...good...

I needed to get out of this. I had to! I don't know what was in that joint, but whatever it was it was making me feel so thrilled. Wasn't pot supposed to make you feel relaxed? Well, I guess I was - I normally would not be letting Tommy hump my ass and press his fingers between my legs. I normally wouldn't be sitting there, with my mouth open, making soft moans that I never made with Julian! I needed to get out...

"I'm going to uh...get more beer." I said, despite the fact that I haven't drank from mine. I quickly got up from Tommy's lap and walked away towards the kitchen. Slowly, mind you...
 
I wasn't done with my beer. She wasn't either.

And I wasn't about to let her get away so easily. "We're good on beer," I said, "but now's the time you pay up for the weed you smoked of mine!" My fingers quickly reached out. Both of my hands immediately went to her most ticklish spots: one at her side, the other just under her armpit, and she crumbled into laughter as my fingers assaulted her. I brought her to the floor, and as she writhed and begged and squealed, I got down on top of her, maneuvering myself so I wound up between her legs on the floor, my crotch pressed to hers.

And that's when I really tickle-attacked her, making her spasm and writhe her body hard right onto my stiff thick dick.

I leaned forward then, as she was catching her breath for a moment, and rubbed my stiffness firmly against her juicy cunt. "You wanna see it?" l asked her, a heavy whisper in her ear...
 
"We're good on beer, but now's the time you pay up for the weed you smoked of mine!"

"Wha..." I began to say when suddenly, I felt his hands move in fast underneath my armpits. Normally I'm not a very ticklish person, Julian knows that well, but for whatever reason the feeling was intense! I laughed loudly "Stopppp!" and my legs were getting all weak "Pleaseeee stopppp" I pleaded, before I began to be brought down on the floor. I laughed and laughed, to the point where I didn't notice Tommy - or if I did, I'd see that he was moving himself on top of me. I stopped laughing the second where I felt his dick, now bulging out within his shorts, pressing between my legs. It was rock fucking hard...

"You wanna see it?" he asked, leaning over and whispering into my ear.

Here's the funny thing; I never saw anyone's dick except for Julian's. So, when I say that I wanted to see it, you should know that I was out of my mind. I bit my bottom lips for a second before saying "Sure."
 
She said "sure" and I knew I had her right where I wanted her. Of course, this was extremely risky; the other guys could all come walking in at the same time.

I pulled down my mesh gym shorts and exposed my arousal to her. My cock was huge, of course, veiny and thick and terribly long.

"I bet you can't get half of my cock in your mouth," I told her with a smirk.
 
I watched as Tommy let his cock out and oh my god, it was huge. Like it was at least twice the size of Julian's; so big, in fact, that while Tommy was on top of me and showing me the length and width of that monster of a dick, I was speechless and just laid there, staring and maybe even ogling it. He was thrilled with my expression, seeing as he dared me:

"I bet you can't get half of my cock in your mouth,"

Not saying a word, and desperately to feel more of it, I actually leaned up a bit and started putting it in my mouth. One inch, two...holy crap, he was right! And then, not knowing what got into me, I began to suck on it and stared right into his eyes while..

*SLURP SLURP*​

Slurping noises filled the air as my saliva coated some of this thing...
 
She went for it. She really did. I could hardly believe it. Big Bootie Julie was sucking my dick like it was the most natural thing in the world to do, pinned beneath me on the floor of my living room.

My phone was just out of reach, otherwise I would have snapped some pics of that lovely sight.

“That’s it,” I encouraged her, my cock throbbing hard in her mouth. “Suck it. You’re not even close to halfway!”

My fingers were running through her long blonde hair now, helping to guide her movements as she sucked my dick.
 
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