“What can I do for you?” I asked when she came in.
Kelly looked nervous, which made me nervous. Then she sat down on the side of my bed, and the tears started. Really? I sat at the desk and just became quiet. Honestly, I didn’t know Kelly all that well. She was M.E.’s best friend, which told me she had to be a little weird.
Despite her hot body, M.E. had to be one of the ugliest girls I’d ever met. Kelly wasn’t ugly, but she was a big girl. Not a big girl as in heavy, big girl in that she was six feet tall, and I would guess weighed 180 pounds. She reminded me of an Amazon warrior, big-breasted and sturdy.
A good comparison would be Anna Nicole Smith, a Playboy centerfold who had married a rich old man when I was little. He’d died, and the family was up in arms when he left her his fortune. When I’m old and rich, I plan to do the same. My kids better get theirs before Pops buys his last wife.
“How did you and M.E. meet?” I asked to distract her.
“She moved to our school when I was in third grade, and she was in second. The kids took one look at her and started calling her ‘Horse Face.’ At lunchtime, I found her sitting beside the school, crying. I’d caught a toad at the bus stop in the morning. I pulled it out of my pocket to show her, and it was dead,” she said, and a small smile crept across her face.
“You showed her a dead toad?” I asked. “That couldn’t have been good.”
“I thought I might have messed her up, but she saw how upset I was to find I had killed an animal. She helped me bury it after school. After that, we were inseparable. They call us Mr. Ed and Lurch,” she admitted.
“I so want to go to your school and just beat the snot out of all the kids there,” I said, shaking my head.
“If it weren’t for Caddie, I would have already done it. As you can guess, with a nickname like Lurch, I was a big girl who could clean the clock of any boy in grade and middle school. I can probably still take most of them in high school,” she said, giving me a sly smile.
I had no idea that M.E. was named Caddie.
“What was the deal with you and Dave?” I asked.
“Honestly, I’ve had a crush on him since I first met Caddie. Of course, I never told her. It about killed her when Dave asked me out. I guess I wanted what he offered, a chance to be normal. Dave will be the Homecoming King this year, and as his girlfriend, I would’ve been part of the ‘in crowd.’
“It was the biggest mistake I ever made. Dave may be popular, but I know him. I’ve been in their home enough to know what a total tool he is. I’m sorry, I don’t mean that …” she stammered. “Yes, I do. He can be a nice guy, but I know too much about him for us ever to be serious.”
“I agreed to go to the party in North Carolina as kind of a test run. I think that was when I realized I couldn’t go through with it,” she said.
“M.E. was upset.”
“I know. I was mad at her for not understanding. Then I talked to her, and she shared that she was afraid she would lose her only friend. She’s aware that she’s different. It broke my heart to think I’d made her that sad. I believe her douche of a brother also realized it.
“That didn’t mean he didn’t try to get into my pants,” Kelly admitted.
I got up out of my chair and sat down next to her. She reached over and hugged me as she began to cry again.
“Do I need to kick his ass?” I asked.
“No, please don’t. I got myself into this.”
“Did he …?”
“No.”
Kelly got herself under control, and I could see she was embarrassed.
“I didn’t come here to tell you my problems,” she admitted.
“What did you come here for?” I asked.
Suddenly, I was in a lip-lock and pushed onto my back. I want to say I was in such shock that she pinned me to the bed. But if I said that, it would have been a lie. Kelly was strong. She finally stopped kissing me and moaned. Not the sexy kind of moan, but the one you make when something is seriously wrong.
She sat up, and I just blinked to clear my head.
“I’m sorry. You must think I’m terrible to attack you like that. It’s just that you’re the most gorgeous man I’ve ever seen in person, and I figured if I ever got the chance …”
Kelly said that as she was pulling down my shorts. When she freed Mr. Happy, she saw he was standing up to say hello. Kelly smiled and looked me in the eyes.
“Would you teach me?” she asked.
I laughed because it reminded me of the line I’d used before about a small-town boy in the big city.
“Only if you’re sure,” I said.
“Please. It would mean a lot to me, and if I could get the video later …”
I could just imagine Fritz laughing aloud at me right now.
“I’m not sure about that, but let me take charge and slow this down some,” I said.
When I unwrapped Kelly, I was in for a treat. I’d never been with a girl her size. What I soon found out was that I’d been missing out on a lot of fun. I never had to worry I might break her, and in many ways, she reminded me of Zoe. Like Zoe, Kelly was a good religious girl who was excited to learn everything about sex.
Something I did learn was that a girl with big thighs could be dangerous to your health. I had devoured her sex to get her ready when she climaxed. Her legs clamped down around my ears, and I was stuck. It might not have been so bad, but I couldn’t breathe. I was lucky that she calmed down enough to let me go.
Kelly was panting and had the biggest smile on her face.
“Make me a woman,” she ordered.
I believed the best way to take a girl’s virginity was to have her be on top and let her control the action. But I was just a little worried about what she would do to me, so I decided to do it from the missionary position. I put on a condom and looked down at her thick bush. She was an all-natural woman. I knee-walked between her magnificent thighs and let the head of my member slide up and down her sex until it parted.
I found her entrance and leaned forward so I could kiss her. She grabbed my butt and pulled me into her. I felt her maidenhead and suddenly was all the way in. I had to stop, not for her, but because I about lost it at the erotic nature of taking her cherry. Kelly had a big tunnel, and I didn’t have to do any sexual gymnastics to help her accommodate my size. Once she got past the initial discomfort, it was game on.
After our first round, she wanted to try other positions. I got her on all fours and took her from behind. I had never before understood why men liked girls with big bottoms. While I was an ass man, I liked mine small and athletic. Kelly decided to help me because I must not have been doing it hard enough. That was when I looked down and watched her big butt-cheeks begin to open as she rocked back, and then come together when she slammed into me. I got a big smile on my face when her rear began to make a clapping noise as they snapped together.
That was when I caught movement out of my peripheral vision and found Allard smiling at me. I hadn’t heard the door open.
“Damn, Dawson! I knew I needed to room with you.”
Kelly looked over at him and just kept going. If she was okay with it …
“Hey, you need to sign one of those sheets on the clipboard,” I said, pointing at the desk.
He read it and shook his head as he signed a copy.
When we finished, Allard got a tentative look.
“Would she mind?” he asked.
“It’s up to her,” I said, surprising myself.
Kelly smiled at him, which was all the invitation he needed. I tossed him a condom and went to take a shower as he did the undressing Olympics. I was impressed. Allard was packing and about as big as I was. Kelly seemed to like it, and she convinced him to let her be on top.
When I came out of the shower, it was almost one.
“I hate to tell you, but it’s time for us to go get signed in,” I told Allard.