Big Booty Susie ((PM me interest))

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*** Out of character ***

Spoiler alert; this thread will involve some drug abuse and some really rough, depraved sex. If this isn't something that interests you, please don't read further. If it does, well enjoy the show!

Of course, everybody in this story is fake, not real, part of my twisted imagination, etc. Everybody that matters is over 18 and adult.

Right now, I'm looking for one dominant male character, so if that's your jam please send me a PM! I'll edit this out once I do find someone.



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Some bit of background:

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Susie Lopez is known around campus as Big Booty Susie; the hottest Freshman piece of ass the school has seen in a long time. She has caued quite a few heads to turn to see her when walking by; a young, luscious eighteen year old woman studying Fine Arts at New York University. Her nickname obviously coming from her huge ass - firm, yet round and big. This has brought her some unwanted attention since she has moved to campus. Some of this attention came from Rick Rochster - a womanizing 32 year old student who has had his eyes set on Susie for a while now.

Susie counts herself lucky, having a friend like Amanda. However, little does she know that her roommate and friend might not have the greatest intentions.


...

"Oh come on!" I cried out loud, laughing as I missed my bulls-eye. I'll have you know that I was normally really good at darts; Amanda was just having some tremendous luck right now. She grinned as I hit the outer-circle of the board, knowing that if I was close to losing. I needed to get a bulls-eye on my next dart or it was all over.

Oh hey, what's up? I should probably introduce myself to you.

My name is Susie Lopez and I'm an eighteen year old woman. I've been living here in New York City for my entire life, so while people seem to think that I'm a bit unassuming, that I knew the big apple like the back of my hand. I'm a college freshman, as you might have guessed - I've moved to the student residence about a month ago, a few weeks before classes even started. It's there where I met Amanda, my cool sophomore roommate. She's studying something completely different from my own major (her degree is in statistics, mine is in fine arts), but we still hang out as much as we can.

She's been really helpful when it comes to knowing the right places to go to around campus and knowing which people to avoid. To be honest, my boyfriend was pretty thankful that Amanda kept an eye for me, since ever since we got here, that I've been getting hit on left and right.

Oh right, my boyfriend. For the last three years, I've been in a serious relationship with my boyfriend Justin. He's a sweetheart - a nice, all around lovely man. We've been through thick and thin together, having met when we were both in Junior High. He's a bit overprotective, as you might imagine, but Amanda has helped him tone it down a little.

So, back on the subject of people to avoid around campus - well, it came up a few times that I had to avoid a certain guy called Rick Rochster. Who was he? Well, he was an older man (I think he was 30 something?) who was doing his undergraduate degree in mathematics, or economics or whatever. The point was that apparently he was a dangerous man; he was a womanizer and did some really depraved things to women since he got here. He succeeded every time he had his eye set on a woman, to the point where he was nicknamed "Dunker" - both for the fact that he was great at basketball and for the fact that he always got his way.

He also happened to have it in for me.

There were many reasons why - somehow, word got out that I was a virgin. There was also the fact that I had a killer body. Sure, that may sound really arrogant for me to say, but it's true; I'm a tall lady (I stand at about 5'10"), I have a fit body from all the exercise and jogging that I do, I've got soft tan skin and two big 36DD cup breasts. But the main reason was my tush. Yes, you heard that right, I have a big round butt and Dunker happened to be an ass man. I think he even started that awful nickname I have, Big Booty Susie, but I could be wrong.

So you might be wondering why I was playing darts with Amanda for?

Well, it just so happens that while Amanda has warned me about Rick, she had no problem wanting to go to a party that he was hosting. Naturally, she wanted me to go with her (I was probably her best friend at this point). I obviously declined; Justin probably wouldn't want to go, or at least he'd be pretty mad that I'd even consider it. But despite having some very good points, Amanda wasn't having any of it.

Like every other time we had a dispute, we decided to solve it with a wager.

Yes, it was stupid to gamble but please don't think that I played for money. It was a strictly competitive side of me that came out whenever Amanda brought it out. I usually won too, but well...

I missed that last shout.

"YES!" Amanda nearly shrieked "You're coming to the party with me. It's going to be so much fun! You have no idea!"

Well, looks like I had to do some convincing.

I sighed and answered "Fine. Let me call Justin."

...

The party was tonight, as it turns out. Much like Amanda's usual way of doing things, she planned this late. Now, keep in mind that my roommate was really picky about clothes, so figuring what I should wear took the longest. We eventually settled for this cute white top I had; you know the type, with my shoulders bare and quite a bit of midriff showing. She also picked a pair of soft white pants I had and never wore because of how tight it felt against my ass.

"Are you sure about this?"
I asked. "I don't think Justin will be too crazy about seeing me like this."

"It's fine, it's not like you're wearing booty shorts, is it?"

"I guess..."

I glanced at myself on the mirror...

Well, I looked good. Actually, I loved how I looked - I normally covered myself up in baggy clothes when I went out to parties, so this was definitely new to me. Amanda grinned as she watched me twirl around. Hell, I even started dancing when she began to play some songs over the phone.

Of course, little did I know that she was recording me.

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From: Amanda
To: Rick

"Look what I'm bringing to your party. You're welcome."
 
I couldn't believe my eyes when I got the video message from Amanda. The sophomore and I had a deal. Since I was the Teaching Assistant in her Statistics class, after all, I was more than capable of making sure she passed with flying colors. And since she was the type who wasn't such a fan of the actual hard work it took to pass such a class, well... it was easy enough to manipulate her into selling out her new freshman roommate.

And who am I, you might ask? I'm Dunker. Rich Rochester, of course, a fixture at NYU for several years now, and notorious around campus. Rumors, of course, all of it. But they were wild rumors. The best was that I operated a website devoted to hot NYU coeds getting used, abused, humiliated and degraded live on camera.

Ridiculous, right?

Lucrative, actually.

The income from the website afforded me a very comfortable life, as well as covering my tuition every year, year after year. I had a handful of degrees at this point. Useless, of course, in this economy. I had long ago figured out how well sex sells.

And "Big Booty Susie" was going to be my big moneymaker! Why else would I throw such a party, if not to lure her into my grasp? I had some very special plans for her. I had been fantasizing about this since I had first seen her on the Quad when she had moved in...

It was a bit after eight when the party really started to get hoppin. I was out back, tossing the basketball around on my backyard court with a handful of guys as some girls watched on from the hot tub.

Even without Susie showing up, I would easily find a girl to be the star of the live show later tonite. But now that I knew she was coming... I chuckled as I sunk a three-pointer. She had no idea what she was in for...
 
8:00 PM:

I heard some whistles as I sheepishly followed Amanda to the place. Justin wasn't being too happy about this; seeing me, his girlfriend who normally tries to cover up her curves, in a pair of tight white pants (which were originally supposed to be baggy...for someone without an ass like mine), a white top with my shoulders bare and three inch heels. I was dressed to kill and it wasn't usually my style.

The party took place at Dunker - I mean, Rick's home. It was this place near campus, the neighborhood that's technically "off-campus" but closer to the school than some of the dorm buildings. What's funny is that I had no idea whether Rick was renting or actually owned the place - regardless, this place had to be pretty expensive.

Loud music echoed from outside. Amanda led me in and there we were; inside a large, crowded home with plenty of booze and cigarette smoke filling the air.

"Nice party, huh?" I asked, though Justin ignored me. This wasn't in his level of comfort at all. That or he simply couldn't hear me, what with the music and all.

Then out of nowhere, I saw Amanda wave out to someone. Just what was she doing?

...
 
I got a text from Amanda when she and her roomie were getting close to the party, and I made damn sure to put myself in a good place for their arrival. I was dressed casual for the party; it was my house, after all. Baggy basketball shorts and a tee shirt was simple enough to show off my 6'4" frame. The tee shirt was just tight enough that my muscled physique was teasingly displayed.

I grabbed a beer from the bar in the kitchen on my way, and quickly spotted Amanda waving for me as I surveyed the party going down in my house. The place was packed, the music loud, people dancing.

The perfect backdrop for Big Booty Suzie's ultimate humiliation.

I made my way over to Amanda, and found her standing there with Suzie and some guy. Ah, of course. Suzie's "boyfriend".

"Amanda! Good to see you! How are you tonight?" I asked as I approached them, speaking just loud enough to draw them all in towards me. "And who is this fine young thing?" I asked, looking Suzie up and down freely, hungrily even, eyeing her luscious curves and full firm breasts.
 
"Amanda! Good to see you! How are you tonight?" the man said, walking towards Amanda. It was difficult, but I think I recognized him from the few times that I've seen him around campus. That was Rick! Dunker, aka the sleaziest guy on campus. I was a bit intimidated when he came up, looking me over as he said: "And who is this fine young thing?"

What do I say to that? I glanced at Amanda nervously, and I think Justin was about to answer for me until I smoke out

"I'm Susie. And you are?" I asked, even though I was sure of his identity. I mean, it was only polite, no?
 
"Rick Rochester," I said. I stood back for a moment, eyeing her up and down, and then I smirked, and chuckled a bit. I gave Amanda a quick wink, and then leaned in close and said to Suzie: "You're Big Booty Suzie, aren't you?"

I said it just close enough to her ear that she was the only one that could hear it; the look on her face was priceless, I have to say.

I stepped back and complimented her before she could reply in protest. "You're taller than I thought you'd be," I said. "I bet you're pretty good on the basketball court. Did you play in high school?"
 
Did he just do that? Did he just whisper into my ear "You're Big Booty Suzie, aren't you?"

Oh my god.

I wanted to say something, but I was both embarrassed and worried that Justin would hear it. I mean, Justin is overprotective but...Rick was a pretty big guy. I was worried what would happen if Justin tried to get aggressive with him. Instead I chuckled as he added: "You're taller than I thought you'd be, I bet you're pretty good on the basketball court. Did you play in high school?"

I shook my head in disagreement. "Nope. I don't really play sports other than volleyball." I answered back.

Amanda was quick to point out that we were all hanging in front of the door. "Don't you have a bar, Rick?" Amanda asked with a grin. "Lead the way!"
 
"Volleyball, hmm... Well, I bet you looked great in those tight little shorts," I said to Susie. Her boyfriend fumed at the comment, of course, but then I was leading them on through the crowd and towards the bar that was set up in the kitchen.

"Here we are," I said, showing them into the kitchen. There was a table set up with a ton of bottles of booze, and a pair of kegs behind it, along with two of my buddies who were dispensing the drinks.

"So what are you drinkin, Big Booty?" I asked Susie with a devilish grin as I took a beer from my buddy behind the bar. Amanda was already ordering, of course, pulling Susie's boyfriend toward her and away from me and Susie. She was playing her part very well...
 
"Volleyball, hmm... Well, I bet you looked great in those tight little shorts," Rick said with a lustful grin, probably imagining that ass of mine in tight booty shorts. I chuckled nervously and blushed at the thought of him watching me play as Justin was about to lose it. Thankfully, my friend Amanda was there to pat him on the back to calm him down. Soon enough though, he began to lead us through the crowd and towards what I could only assume was the kitchen.

"Here we are," he said, motioning me to the kitchen. A table was set up and surprisingly not too crowded, save for like two guys, with a few bottles of liquor and what looked like a keg right besides it. I would have been impressed if I was well...a drinker. I didn't touch the stuff though. I mean, why poison my body right? I loved being healthy.

"So what are you drinkin, Big Booty?" he asked, earning a gasp from me. My mouth was agape from how shameless he was; you know the kind of face that I was making, the "what are you saying?!" kind of expression. It didn't seem to shame him and I simply answered "Um...I don't drink." with a chuckle, looking around me as Amanda and Justin went off somewhere. "H-Hey, where are those two going?" I then asked, trying to change the subject.
 
"Aww, she doesn't drink," I replied, speaking to my buddies manning the bar more than her, ignoring her query about where her friend and boyfriend were heading off to.

"What's she even doing at this party then?" one of them asked.

"Maybe she's just lookin for some real dick!" the other said, and we all had a good laugh at her expense.

"I heard Big Booty Susie was a dyke!" the other said, continuing the teasing.

"Tits and ass like that, who could resist, guy or girl?"

"Just mix her up something fruity real quick," I interjected, and one of them nodded and promptly, and skillfully, threw a drink together for her. It was a bright red when he was done, and he handed it to me across the table. "Hey," I said, pointing across the way, "is that where your friend took your boyfriend?" I asked, distracting her while I slipped a very special little extra into her drink, and then took her hand and put the drink in it. "Drink up, Big Booty," I said. "It's not a party otherwise."
 
"Aww, she doesn't drink," he answered back, pretty much just ignoring me for a moment while he spoke to those few guys who were around the table. I rolled my eyes as they spoke; they were acting like children and I knew what they were trying to do - peer pressure me into drinking with them. I ignored him for a while, focusing my efforts into trying to find Justin and Amanda. Just where did those two wander off too?

"Hey," Rick said, causing me to turn my head towards him. He pointed off to the distance, before saying: "is that where your friend took your boyfriend?" he asked, causing me to almost jump in joy as I turned and saw...just a random couple. Seriously, if that was a joke, it was just plain mean.

"Drink up, Big Booty," he said, showing me a glass of red liquor "It's not a party otherwise."

"I told you already, I don't drink. Dunker." I said with emphasis to the last word. I wasn't going to cave into peer pressure like that - otherwise, what kind of girl would I be?
 
I smirked. She was going to play hard to get.

This was going to be fun...

I recalled what Amanda had told me: Susie was a sucker for a wager, especially if she felt she had an advantage. "Tell you what... How about a little game?" I asked her. "We got this dart board right here. One round, high score. I win, you drink. You win, we go find your friends."

I smirked as I yanked the darts out of the board and presented three blue ones to her (of course, they were the ones that didn't quite fly straight). "Deal?"
 
"Tell you what... How about a little game?" he asked, suddenly catching my interest. Like I told you before, it was stupid, but I loved the excitement I got from playing games against other people, especially with little wagers. So forgive me that when he added "We got this dart board right here. One round, high score. I win, you drink. You win, we go find your friends." that I was interested in playing. I thought about it for a moment; while I loved playing this was Rick - a sleazebag that was obviously after one thing.

Then again, he knew his place better than anyone...

Eager to start, he quickly came with some darts and showed me three blue ones.

"Deal?" he asked.
"Deal." I answered with a smile.

I was the one who started; my first dart didn't do so good. Well, that was an understatement; I missed and nearly hit someone. "Sorry!" I shouted towards them as I prepared my second shot...

Outer-circle.

And then, by really focusing...

Bulls-eye.

It wasn't a perfect game, but enough that unless Rick was great at darts, that he wouldn't stand a chance. I stood there, confident that we'd look for Justin and Amanda soon enough.
 
I watched as she tossed her darts, chuckling as she completely missed the board with the first one, but with the next two put up a decent score.

"All right all right," I said, taking a drink of my beer as I picked up my darts. I stood right next to her, perhaps a little closer than she would have liked, and held up the first one. Aimed. Tossed.

Bullseye, right next to hers.

Tossed another. Triple 20.

Tossed the last, even though I already had her beat, and got double 16.

"Add 'em up, Big Booty. Pretty sure you're drinkin' though," I said, holding up the red plastic cup in front of her.
 
"All right all right," he said, standing right next to me to the point where our hips were touching. Of course, that was probably my fault since I did have some pretty nice and wide hips. I stood there, hoping that I could psych him out. Sadly, it didn't seem to work; without much effort he beat me. Can you believe that?

"Add 'em up, Big Booty. Pretty sure you're drinkin' though," he said, holding the plastic cup towards me.

"Yeah, yeah..." I answered in a disappointed tone. I look around me, making sure Justin wasn't here to see this - I sipped the drink and winced at the taste. This tasted well...strong. I felt the burning sensation go down my throat as I drank it all in front of him.
 
She sucked the drink right down, honoring the deal. I was impressed, I have to say. I smirked. It was definitely going to be interesting to see what the dose of Ecstasy I had dropped into her drink would do to her. It was a special, fast-acting batch of the drug. I had only given her a half-dose or so; enough to feel the effects, but not so strong that she wouldn't confuse it with the alcohol... until it really kicked in, of course.

I had some more goodies ready for her in my pocket, too, but... all in good time. I looked at the clock on the wall. It was almost 9 o'clock. The party was really starting to heat up. People were even sweating on the dance floor! I caught a whiff of marijuana smoke wafting through the air and took a deep breath, and winked at Susie as she finished her drink.

"So what other games do you enjoy losing at?" I asked her with a chuckle, my arm slipping around behind her and pulling her close to me. "I love a good game."
 
I gasped when I felt his hand touch my hip; feeling this nice surge of electricity cross my veins. I don't know if it was because I knew that he was a pervert, or because of the alcohol, but somehow feeling his hand touching the bare skin between the bottom of my shirt and the start of my pants...well, it felt good. I wasn't too proud of the fact that I didn't object too much when he pulled me in, justifying it in my head that hey, we were just being friendly.

"So what other games do you enjoy losing at? I love a good game."

I laughed at his remark and replied "Hey, don't get full of yourself. You got lucky."

I thought about the things about this man, and how I knew that he wanted to get into my pants. It was a pointless effort though, since I wouldn't let him even massage me, let alone do something really inappropriate, so I had to ask...

"Hey, you do know that I have a boyfriend right? Why are you looking at me that way?"

Of course, maybe I already knew why.
 
"Looking at you how?" I asked, innocently, my thoroughly lecherous gaze as obvious as ever, of course. "And yes, of course I figured you had a boyfriend," I continued. "With a figure like that... Well, it's obvious, right? I just really... don't understand where he went off to. With your best friend no less?" I smirked.

"That seems just a little odd to me," I said, leaning close to her and whispering the suggestive phrase in her ear before pulling back.

"But I'm sure, a girl as hot as you, has to best the boys off with a stick, am I right? I mean, come on, you have to know you have a killer fucking body." My eyes drank her in, up and down. I smirked. "Built for sin."
 
"Looking at you how?" he asked, trying to act all innocent, while his eyes looked at me with so much lust. Just what was he doing? Did he think that I was stupid and couldn't see that?

"Like that." I answered with a laugh.

"And yes, of course I figured you had a boyfriend, with a figure like that... Well, it's obvious, right? I just really... don't understand where he went off to. With your best friend no less?" he then added with a smirk.

That...That was true. It seemed to me that those two were quick to abandon me, with Rick no less. Amanda wasn't clueless, I was sure that she could find me pretty quickly if she wanted to. She always found a way, especially around parties like these...

"That seems just a little odd to me,"
he whispered hotly into my ear. I gasped as a response and he pulled away pretty quickly. He was probably happy about the slightly worried look on my face...but I wasn't going to tell him that I was worried.

"But I'm sure, a girl as hot as you, has to best the boys off with a stick, am I right? I mean, come on, you have to know you have a killer fucking body. Built for sin."


I shook my insecurities out of my head...or at least, I tried to. I just figured that if Justin was off having fun without me, that there was no harm in flirting a little with Rick. A sort of pay-back, I guess.

"Built for sin? Hm...I don't think so."
I said laughing "I'm a good girl, you know. No sinning for me. You on the other hand, you're mean. What's that nickname you call me?"
 
I chuckled. "Fat Ass Susie?" I said, and then covered my mouth with my hands in mock embarassment. The guys at the bar busted up laughing!

"Oh, sorry. Big Booty Susie." I said. "Come on, show off that big, hawt butt, Susie. Give us a little wiggle."

The other guys hooted and hollered and carried on at my suggestion. Well, demand, really, by the look in my eye as I locked them with Susie's.
 
"Fat Ass Susie?" he said as he covered up his mouth in pretend shock. I opened my mouth in disbelief again; did he really say something so lewd and in public? Jesus, this man had no tact!

"Oh, sorry. Big Booty Susie." he said, as if that made it better "Come on, show off that big, hawt butt, Susie. Give us a little wiggle."

He stared me down, trying to intimidate me, I guess. I wasn't so much scared of him as I was scared over how that lewd nickname felt kind of exciting. I never had someone around me so adamant about objectifying me and in a strange, twisted way it felt good.

But I wasn't about to give in to his manipulation.

"M-Maybe later." I replied nervously. "But you know, while you're obsesssed with my butt, it isn't so easy."

He asked for more details. Well...

"You know, knocking things over and the fact that my hand has a full time job trying to undo wedgies that happen naturally. Like otherwise, my big butt eats up my pants or my panties!" I added with a laugh but then it hit me...what was I doing? Why was I talking about my body like that? To such a fucking pervert?

God help me.
 
My eyes went wide for just a moment as she told me about how her big ass ate her pants and she constantly had wedgies going on.

I felt the blood rush to my cock, immediately, and my hands found her hips and pulled her against me. My arousal was rather obvious through my basketball shorts, I know.

"Well, why don't you wedgie yourself up on me on the dance floor," I said to her, my hand finding the small of her back as I guided her out of the kitchen and out into the bouncing masses...
 
"Well, why don't you wedgie yourself up on me on the dance floor,"

I was surprised over how pushy he was to getting me to dance. I didn't want to, you know - I was excited from this attention, sure but I didn't want to escalate things. I really did want to find Justin. But you know, if he was having fun...then maybe a dance wouldn't hurt? Even if it was with Rick.

We got to the dance floor, and for a moment I didn't know what to do. To be honest, I never was a good dancer - even with a body that probably made people believe that I did this all the time. So, even with the loud music playing, I was left unsure on what to do until I remembered how I acted with Amanda earlier when I got dressed.

So...well, I behaved exactly as I did with her!

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Her dance moves were divine. I knew then, even more than I already did, that I had to have that perfect fat ass in sooo very many ways.

I let her do her thing, enjoying the show from just a few feet away, before it was time to take her booty-shakin' moves as an invitation, and move right on in, making damn sure my crotch, and my obvious hardness, pressed right up between her cheeks when I got up on her.

My hands grasped at her hips and held her firmly against me, but giving her just enough lee-way to keep dancing...
 
"Oh my god!" I cried out, looking behind me as Rick gripped on my hips "What are you doing?!"

But that said, I didn't move away. I didn't even get out of there when I felt a growing bulging poking between my cheeks. Instead, in maybe an act of vengeance against Justin for leaving me alone, or because I was curious over how much more I could make Rick grow, that I bent my knees just a bit and starting twerking on him - just as the beat got faster!

I mean, I've ever done this before but if Miley Cyrus can do it, why can't I?
 
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