Naive and in big trouble

[Little_Red_Rose]

OOC: I'm looking for a dominant male writer to play as Cody; a man who appears to be nice but is really a deprived pervert. If you're into playing that kind of role, PM me! Thank you

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Name: Julia Rodriguez
Age: 19
Height: 5'6"

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Hi! My name is Julia Rodriguez. I'm an 19 year old, who unlike her friends, brother and boyfriend, didn't go to college. I'm sorry, that probably came out of the blue huh? I guess that I'm a bit self-conscious about that, seeing as I was the only one who didn't go. Thankfully, my parents had a lot of money, being ambitious business managers and all, so I didn't have to worry about my finances so much as I needed to worry about what I wanted to do in life. I didn't really have many people to talk to, seeing as the people who were close to me were incredibly busy as of late. Puberty hit me late in my teenage years, so I suppose that made me a bit introverted and a little self-conscious about being out in public.

Oh right. So, about that - for most of my time in high school, I was known as "Surfboard Julia", because of how flat I was. The people who came up with that stupid nickname weren't completely wrong - I was an A cup up until I was like maybe 16 years old. Then I finally started to grow some curves, becoming a C cup by then, then a DD cup by 17 years old, E cup at eighteen and now I'm a whopping 34M cup. It's insane to think that now, I had the cup size of a freaking porn star! Especially considering that I was far from a wild person to begin with.

Anyway, so naturally, this meant that I needed to shop for bras right? I was so self conscious when I went to the nearby mall, desperate to find a bigger bra and afraid that they wouldn't have anything that would fit me. That's when I met Cody, an employee who was so nice. When I told him about my problem, he was quick to reassure me that while they didn't have anything on stock, that he could special order some heavy duty bras for me. He must have noticed how anxious I was, because he gave me his number to chat sometime. And I did! He was really nice and we quickly became friends.

So this brings me to my current problem. You know how sometimes in life, you meet someone who isn't exactly who you thought they were?

That was what my brother, boyfriend and close friends were telling me about Cody. Quite frankly, I didn't see the big deal of having him around me - he was a nice guy and everything. Sure, he was a bit older than most people in our crew (Cody was about 33 years old and we were all 18-19 years old) but what does age have to do with anything? I would say that this was just Bill (my boyfriend) being jealous but according to my brother, he was bad news and that I should stay away from him. My friends were no big help either; according to them, Cody was constantly staring at my chest - even though that was one time and Cody made it clear that there was something on my shirt. Anyway, I just thought that my friends were being silly. Besides, aside from the one or two times we hung out (with them around and all), we only texted each other.

So here I was, in bed, just messing around with my phone when I got a message from Cody:

"Hey Julia! You free today? I thought we could hang out a bit."​

Where I just lied there, unsure of what to reply really. I thought about for a moment, wondering just what Bill would think if I hung out with Cody by myself. I was technically free and...well, Bill wasn't the boss of me.

"Sure! What did you have in mind?"​

 

[Setanta84]

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Name: Cody Beliveau
Age: 33
height: 6'3''

Cody Beliveau had been coasting his whole life. His parents were bourgeois professionals from a long line of bourgeois professionals and he knew that everything would be OK no matter what he did. It made anything resembling ambition pointless drudgery to him. Especially when things just kind of obtained without any real reason.

Mr. and Mrs. Beliveau made sure Cody was in the best pre-school. Then they made sure he was in the best grade school. After that it was the bougiest middle school. And after that the most elite high school in the state. And then after that the best liberal arts college in the state, which nobody out of state had ever heard of but every professional adult in the area spoke of like it was in the league of a Harvard or Berkeley.

The one thing Cody did learn, though, was how to take advantage of people at a relative disadvantage to his own position. It was part of the upper middle class identity in the United States--emulate and internalize the worst traits of the wealthy elites and then kid yourself that you aren't THAT far from their level of financial success.

And Julia was the kind of girl Cody loved to mindfuck: in a transitional moment in her development both physically and emotionally, dimwitted, naive, and eager for some sort of validation. He'd been scandalizing girls like this ever since his parents got him his first job as a counselor at a girl's day camp.

"Sure! What did you have in mind?

"I was thinking we could meet for drinks at my college's faculty lounge. Dad bought me membership as a graduation present. It's private and the drinks are on Dad's tab."

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

"I was thinking we could meet for drinks at my college's faculty lounge. Dad bought me membership as a graduation present. It's private and the drinks are on Dad's tab."

I thought about it and it sounded kind of fun being in a college lounge. Although, when I really thought about it, I kind of felt as if I wouldn't belong in an environment like that. Would I even be allowed in? Would people know that I wasn't a student? Was it wrong for me to even want to go? Not to mention, he brought up drinks and quite frankly, except for a few times when I drank wine, I didn't really drink alcohol. Still, with all this self-doubt came my wish of overcoming it so I began to text Cody back.

"That sounds like fun! You sure I can come? I'll just get ready and let me know where/when to meet you!"

I eyed my clothing and saw that I was ready to go. I was wearing a pair of tight jeans and a white top that showed a bit of my stomach. I thought about maybe wearing a blouse or a long sleeve instead, because I felt that maybe this shirt was a bit too tight - I felt that maybe, it showed off too much the form of my large breasts and all. I decided to suck it up and leave like this, after picking a pair of black heels.

 

[Setanta84]

That sounds like fun! You sure I can come? I'll just get ready and let me know where/when to meet you!

Cody started to feel tumescent, in every sense, when Julia accepted the invitation. The faculty lounge was one of his favorite grounds for the hunt. It was an old building famous in the area for its architecture and history. And unless you had paid the college a large sum of money, been hired as a faculty member, or were the guest of such a person you weren't allowed inside. Better still, the lounge had fallen out of favor with the faculty itself over the years when the college started using it as a fundraising asset. Meaning it was almost always deserted. It was the perfect place to make a young girl feel intimidated and take advantage of her without fear of consequences.

Of course you can come. You're my guest. And I'm sure the stuffy old professors wouldn't mind seeing a beautiful young woman hanging out in their club. Why don't we meet around seven?

Immediately after sending that text, Cody adjusted the growing bulge in his pants. He decided to get a little bolder in the pre-game phase of the hunt.

Oh, I almost forgot. One of the downsides to this place is there is a dress code. Why don't you show me what you are planning on wearing. We don't want to be hassled by the staff.

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

"Of course you can come. You're my guest. And I'm sure the stuffy old professors wouldn't mind seeing a beautiful young woman hanging out in their club. Why don't we meet around seven?"

See? I couldn't believe how Bill and the other thought that Cody was some sort of pervert out to get me. I smiled as I saw that text and already began to respond back. Well, as it turns out that I didn't get the chance because soon afterwards I got another message from Cody. I was a little surprised to read:

"Oh, I almost forgot. One of the downsides to this place is there is a dress code. Why don't you show me what you are planning on wearing. We don't want to be hassled by the staff."

Mainly because I thought that since it was a college that it was okay to wear whatever, you know? I guess that I didn't know much about higher education after all. With a pause, I finally replied "Sure Cody! Just give me a second..."

And then aiming the camera at myself, I took a picture and smiled. Although, I suppose that maybe I could have backed up a bit, or stood in front of the mirror instead, because as much as I wanted to avoid this - a good chunk of the picture I took was mainly 34M cup breasts inside of my tight white shirt. I told myself that it wasn't a big deal, after all you could see that I was wearing jeans if you looked carefully enough at the photo of me sitting on my bed.

"There. Not too casual right?"

 

[Setanta84]

"Sure Cody! Just give me a second..."

Cody unzipped his pants and started massaging his engorged shaft. From their encounters at the shop, he knew Julia was oblivious to the effect her recent developments had on men and didn't think most things through. And the unintentional shows she would put on as a result were insanely hot. A large-breasted girl showing you her breasts is OK. Combining that sight with the sense of getting over on a mark? It was fucking orgasmic.

And Julia didn't disappoint.

"There. Not too casual right?"

If he didn't know how naive and ditzy this girl was, Cody could have been forgiven for thinking she was actively trying to get him hard. He started pumping his fist on his cock in earnest and resumed texting.

Honestly, it is a little casual for this place. Do you have any dresses? The staff here kind of insists on dressing to impress.

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

" Honestly, it is a little casual for this place. Do you have any dresses? The staff here kind of insists on dressing to impress. "

I eyed my closet and knew that most of the dresses that I had from, maybe a year ago, wouldn't fit me. Maybe one or two would, but they would be so tight on the chest that every second I'd be worried about a button flying off! I winced at the thought, sad that maybe I wouldn't get to go. Still, I was persistent and added a reply to Cody:

"I don't think that I do. You don't think I could come like this? Please, please, please!"

While I waited for his reply, I actually had a wonderful idea! Frantically, I searched my wardrobe for a dress and I knew that one in particular might actually work for a modest outfit! I quickly took it and wrapped it around my body, trying to conceal as much of my big boobs as much as possible. Satisfied, using that selfie stick that Bill got me for last Christmas (seriously, a selfie stick? I think this might have been the first time that I used it) and a disco filter, I took the following picture:

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Then, I texted Cody:

"Ta-da! How about this? Would this work?

 

[Setanta84]

"I don't think that I do. You don't think I could come like this? Please, please, please!"

The way Julia was begging was really turning Cody on and he was starting to breathe hard and work his shaft furiously. This was like going to be shooting a big-titted fish in a barrel. She actually bought this place had a dress code! Cody was about to send Julia a passive-aggressive message about them possibly making an exception for a guest of his when Julia's second message came through.

"Ta-da! How about this? Would this work?

Cody almost nutted on the spot. This was one of the more ridiculous displays he'd convinced this slut to put on for him. Julia had unwittingly emboldened him.

It's OK. It would be perfect without the t-shirt. Layering for the sake of modesty is so working class. Lose it and I'll come pick you up.

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

"It's OK. It would be perfect without the t-shirt. Layering for the sake of modesty is so working class. Lose it and I'll come pick you up."

"Well...okay, if you say so Cody. I'll lose the t-shirt and wait for you in front of my place!"

I did as he asked and I waited for him in front of my place. I panicked every time I as so much felt that someone was going to walk on my street, making me move to face the front of my door instead. I couldn't believe how I was going through with wearing this! The dress that I had on earlier already felt really revealing, even with my white shirt underneath. But like this? There was a very deep V shaped opening with a lot of cleavage. Heck, from what I could see, you could see the curvature of each massive boob, and how their sides pressed against each other from how tightly I secured the belt around this dress.

Needless to say that I was a little shy but figured that maybe I was over-thinking everything. I didn't want to appear working class at the college, so if this was the only way not to embarrass both myself and Cody, so be it.

I crossed my legs and waited for him, sitting down on the deck built in front of my place...

 

[Setanta84]

"Well...okay, if you say so Cody. I'll lose the t-shirt and wait for you in front of my place!"

Cody reluctantly tucked his erection back in his pants. (A little pain now and the reward later, he thought.) He had to sell that this was an upscale place. So Cody hustled to his bedroom and changed into the simple blue suit his father had bought him for the first of many job interviews Mr. Beliveau had arranged on his son's behalf in the decade since graduation.

On his way out the door, Cody texted Nick, the regular bartender at the Faculty Lounge, and gave him a heads up about a teenager with huge tits coming into the bar.

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Name: Nick Brown
Height: 5'11''
Age: 41

Nick was a little like Cody, a grown child of privilege who drifted from dead-end job to dead-end job secure in the knowledge he'd live high on the hog the second his parents finally died. The gig at the Faculty Lounge was almost perfect. The nearly non-existent clientele meant Nick could fuck around most of the day and it paid well for a service industry job in the area. But it was boring. So very boring. Running the risk of losing it by helping Cody do something sleazy and borderline illegal from time to time was one of the things that made the gig worthwhile.

After giving Nick the heads up, Cody hopped in the Rolls Royce his father had given him and sped to Julia's house. He nearly crashed the car when she came into view.

Cody had almost forgotten how truly massive Julia's tits were. And this dress was not far removed from being a big neon sign advertising those wares. It was going to take patience and teamwork to play this cool and right.

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

Waiting for Cody, I noticed his car come and park near my place. Happy and eager to do something other than hide in my place the entire day, I made my way towards the vehicle with my three inch heels clicking on the pavement. As I got closer, I noticed how he was wearing a really nice suit, making me worry about how fancy this place was. "Wow, I really was going to be under-dressed." I thought to myself, right before I got to my friend "Good thing Cody helped me out!"

I got to the passenger door and got in, sitting my butt and giving Cody a big hug (inadvertably squishing my big tits against each other and on his chest. Once again, I was so thankful over how tight this dress was!) before saying "Hey, thanks for this outing Cody! I can't wait to check this place out." and reaching for my seatbelt. I was careful to place it, making sure that it didn't hook to my dress or that would end in a disaster for me! Content with the outcome, I smiled at Cody and thanked my lucky stars that I had a good friend like him.

 

[Setanta84]

"Hey, thanks for this outing Cody! I can't wait to check this place out."

Julia's greeting and quick entry into the car jostled Cody out of the trance her nearly bare bouncing tits had placed him under. After the hug, Cody took a breath and tried to compose himself as he pulled away from Julia's house. Erections are hard to hide in fine formal clothing--he hoped Julia didn't notice the effect she was having at this point. Perhaps conversation would keep her distracted.

"Oh, it's my pleasure. You'll like it. It's very exclusive and being on private property means we don't have to worry about you being carded. You can totally let your hair down."


A few minutes later, they were parked on campus and walking towards the Lounge. Cody noticed quite a few eyes roaming over his date's assets while they made their way through campus. Cody prayed only those massive tits--and not their faces--would stick in the memories of these witnesses, especially if this night headed in the direction he hoped it would.

 

[Little_Red_Rose]

"Oh, it's my pleasure. You'll like it. It's very exclusive and being on private property means we don't have to worry about you being carded. You can totally let your hair down."

I smiled at the thought of not being carded. I was honestly worried about that - it was a rule that, despite not having drank a lot in my life, I found pretty stupid. I could vote, so why the hell couldn't I drink?

"That sounds good Cody!" I answered him eagerly as we made our way in the lounge. The stares I got were really making me feel uncomfortable though - to the point where I held Cody's hand, thinking that maybe if I did that then they would mind their own business. "So, um...where we heading?" I asked curiously, trying to ignore the fact that some older man was practically drooling as I passed by, staring right down to my massive breasts and cleavage.