Date: Mon, 12 May 2008 13:14:34 -0400
From: M Horton <2981notrohrm@gmail.com>
Subject: Supersize Crush

I could look at that gorgeous backside all day, and some days, I think I do.
In my eyes, she's perfect...tall, dark, intelligent, and doesn't care what
people think of her...and of course, because of my shyness, she's
unapproachable. But still...she's not unwatchable, and today's a treat for
me. She's wearing a miniskirt.

I knew everything about the big, beautiful goddess that I idolize in every
way - her name is Gina Burns, and she's about six feet tall with long, curly
black hair down to her back. I'm attracted to big women, and she fits the
mold of exactly what I like. Her voluptuous chocolate body goes on for days,
and although some people tell her she shouldn't wear tank tops, miniskirts,
and slutty heels...well, she does. And I don't mind looking. In fact, I
can't usually take my eyes off Gina.

I've talked to her a little bit idly, but I don't even think she knows about
me. I never see her with a companion, so I always think to myself that she's
available. But, of course, my own shyness gets in the way - and it's killing
me. And I think it's killing my best friend and roommate, the girl who's
stood by me through everything.

Eventually, Jamie, my best friend, sat me down and just let me have it. I
didn't think she would at first, but I underestimated her. We were eating
lunch, and I had out my homework from the class that I share with Gina, and
she smiles and says,

'Look at all that work you have to do. And you don't even need this class.
What the hell makes you take it, Jade girl?'

Jamie is so down-to-earth and so straightforward. If she weren't my best
friend from childhood, I'd date her and stop lusting for Gina. She's
everything I'm attracted to - tall, big, and black. Jamie told me she has a
52" bust and a 56" ass - nice, especially compared to my 46" bust and 44"
ass, but was nothing compared to the beauty that was Gina Burns. If she
dates big women, I know I could impress her, but at 251 pounds, I had to
wonder if big, beautiful Gina would consider me her type.

Jamie continued, not even allowing me to answer, saying,

'It's that girl, isn't it?'

It was that girl. I picked up the class a week in just because I knew Gina
sat in the front row. I watched her throughout the class. I was sure I'd
fail it, but I didn't care. Like Jamie said, I didn't need it. I just wanted
to watch Gina. I spent most of the class period drawing her. She was
beautiful in every way.

And again, with the mention of Gina, Jamie caught me daydreaming about her,
and from the look on her face, I knew I'd upset her. She looked at me with
the frustrated look she only gives when she knows I'm doing something I
shouldn't or not doing something I should, and she told me firmly,

'Look, I don't know what's going on in your head, Jade, but if you don't
start getting it together, I'm going up to that girl and telling her
everything.'

I begged her not to say anything. The semester was half over; I could tough
it out and not get any classes with her next semester, and she just stopped
me right there with,

'You said that last time you signed up for classes, and then you ended up
dropping a class for your major and picking this up just because she's in
it. You're addicted to that girl. And yeah, she's fine as hell, but if you
don't make a move, I'll just have to take her for myself.'

And that wasn't an idle threat. Jamie was as much of a lesbian as I was, and
she even told a guy friend of hers the same thing about a girl he liked -
and when he didn't make a move, she did, and they've been dating for a year
and a half. The guy friend left school after that, but Jamie and her girl
are happy. And I knew their twosome would become three if I didn't make a
move. But I didn't know how. I asked her, and with a devious look in her
eyes, she just told me,

'Girl, if you can't figure it out, you deserve to lose her. Say what's in
your heart. And say it by Friday or the babe's mine.'

I had until Friday at dinner to make a move. Because I knew Jamie would. And
she was good. Very good.

I knew all about her, but looking her up still took four hours because I
caught myself daydreaming at her picture. Anyone who says big isn't
beautiful doesn't know Gina. She had a picture on her site of her in a
two-piece bikini - and she looked delicious. She was laying in a beach
chair, and her boobs were just barely contained by her light blue top. Her
bikini bottom, as shown by a back shot of her, was a thong, and that big ass
of hers wore it well. I saw pictures of her with guys, girls, friends, and
everyone, but I never got to whether or not she's into girls.

So I kept looking through her site, and one delicious picture of her after
another consumed my thoughts. Fortunately, I didn't have class until 1 on
Thursday, so I could afford to look at her all night - and that's exactly
what I did. I imagined myself kissing her. In my fantasies, she was a
fantastic, experienced kisser, and she wrapped me up in her big body. Her
chocolate skin felt so soft and inviting against my white body as I touched
my tongue to hers. I imagined myself caressing every inch of her
never-ending body, touching her ass, and playing with her hair as I sweetly
kissed her. I was imagining sipping champagne on a beach with her as I let
my body warmly melt into hers. I dreamed of undressing her and finally
seeing her nude. I had lusted for her countless times, but never as deeply
as this. I fell asleep whispering, 'Oh, Gina' as I drifted off into a dream.

The next thing I knew, I was in class with her on Friday. I sat in the back
with Gina up front, wishing for my chance. I sat alone, as if we were the
only two people in the room that seated over five hundred, and I drew her.
Her hair reached down to just above her ass. She was in a very small bikini
and nothing more; I was dressed in just my bra and panties, the same ones I
had fallen asleep in. Gina was hanging on the professor's every word, but I
couldn't even understand him; beautiful music played as I eyed my lovely
Gina.

Then, I saw people leave the room, but Gina stayed put, appearing to go up
to talk to the professor. I got a good look at her perfect ass - it jiggled,
bounced, and shook, and that tiny bikini didn't hold it at all. I was hoping
she'd just take it off. But I didn't have any such luck as I sat waiting for
everyone else to leave, eyeing my love.

Finally, the professor left, but I noticed Gina was staying. She sat down in
the professor's seat, appearing to motion me down. I didn't know if she was
calling for me, but I came anyway; she looked me over, and I took what felt
like forever to get to the bottom level. She asked me why I was in my
underwear, and I asked her why she was in a bikini. She told me that's how
she always dresses, and though I knew it wasn't true, I didn't mind looking.

I told her that I'd forgotten to get dressed, but that there was something I
had to tell her, but before I could, she told me she had something even more
important. She told me she could only tell me this if we were both naked, so
I unfastened my bra. By now, I wasn't sure what was going on, but I dropped
my panties as she asked...

...and then I woke up in my bed. I had Gina on my mind, and I knew there was
no way to get her off my mind, so I took out my vibrator. I set it right
away to the highest setting and slid it into my panties, pleasuring myself
to the thought of Gina in a bikini. I so badly wanted to see more, but I
knew my chance would come...she was so gorgeous, and her body was flawless
in every way...I wanted her. I wanted to be with her. I wanted to kiss her,
caress her, and feel her body against mine. I was so stimulated and so
excited that I just moaned and grabbed my breasts with my other hand,
wishing it was Gina's hand. In my mind, I was with Gina, playing with her
body and making her scream. I wanted nothing else.

I gave myself a very intense orgasm as I thought about Gina; I called out
her name several times, and I must have made an impression, because Jamie
was watching me the whole time. She looked over me, now braless and with
very wet panties, and smirked as she told me,

'Looks like Gina and I are going to get to know each other a lot better.'

She gave me a hard time about it for the rest of the day, and although I
didn't see Gina on Thursday, she was all I could think about. By midnight, I
hadn't even figured out what impression I was going to make. So I thought
long and hard...and OK, I spent some time looking at her pictures again, and
I used my vibrator twice while I looked at her bikini-clad body, wishing I
had been there to help her out of that bikini. Eventually, I got an idea. I
was afraid to do this, but this was my last opportunity. So I wrote what I
was thinking into a letter, with the intent for Gina to open it. But first,
I put a note on her door in the morning that simply said,

'Please meet me at the bench by the lake at 5:30 pm today. Please be there
and open the letter with your name on it underneath the bench. Love, Your
Secret Admirer.'

It sounded lame to send a secret admirer letter, but I couldn't think of
anything else to do. I placed the letter underneath the bench and intended
to show up about ten minutes late to give her a chance to read it. I crossed
my fingers that she would notice - and spent all of class checking her out,
as usual. She was in a pair of tight-fitting jeans and a tank top; it wasn't
how I would dress her, but she looked damn good. I had on a nice summer
dress; hopefully, she wouldn't figure out it was me who sent the letter. And
hopefully, she would show up, at least out of curiosity.

I hid in a spot where I could see her, and I stayed there until I saw her
come up - right on time. She sat down and reached underneath the bench, and
she opened my letter. I watched her as she read it, and I could see where
she was in the letter. I loved the fact that her ass was so big it took up
almost the entire bench. I loved that her jeans looked so great on her ass.
I loved everything about her. I thought about what I wrote to her.

'Dear Gina,

This is really hard for me to tell you. I don't think you really know me,
but I know you. I've watched you from a distance because I'm scared to
approach you. I'm very shy most of the time and have never been in a
situation like this.

I wrote this letter to tell you something I've never told anyone. I wanted
to tell you while I still had the chance. I have a crush on you. I have for
some time. I didn't know how to approach you because I didn't know if you
would date another woman.

I wanted to see if you would come to get this letter. Please stay there, and
I will be out to show myself as soon as you are finished.

Love,

Jade'

At that point, I saw the glowing smile on her face. I walked out to meet
her, and she stood right up to scoop me up in her arms. I melted into her,
seeing the gorgeous smile on her face as I felt happier than I have ever
felt in my life. She whispered to me that she loved me. I told her the same.

I kissed Gina for the first time, and soon, we were touching tongues. I
moaned as I kissed the lusty beauty, wrapping my arms around her and letting
her do the same to me. I didn't care that other people were able to watch.
They could go find their own big, beautiful babe to enjoy while I pressed my
body into her luscious, supersize sweet body.

We held hands and chatted like schoolgirls all the way back to her place;
she told me she knew I had a crush on her and had been attracted to me, too.
I told her that I thought she was the most beautiful woman on the planet,
and I believed it - tall, black, voluptuous, and very, very large was
exactly what I wanted.

By the time we got to her place, we couldn't take it any longer, and our
clothes were off in a matter of minutes. Our tongues were pressing against
each other as we made our way to her king-size bed. I was on top, and she
let me do whatever I pleased. I played with her enormous breasts, and she
grabbed my big ass. I knew this was about to be the most passionate night of
my life.

I worked my tongue down to her breasts; they were bigger than my head, and I
loved them. I was afraid she was more than I could handle, but I was going
on pure lust and adrenaline and didn't care. Even as she rested, her breasts
bounced, and I played with them and tongued her very sensitive nipples. I
felt like I was going to give her an orgasm with just my tongue and
fingertips on her breasts, and having that ability was incredible.

My tongue was drawn to hers, though, and I couldn't keep tongueing her
breasts without pausing every few seconds to kiss her. She was a sweet,
passionate kisser, and she tasted like heaven. Her breasts were wonderful,
and I enjoyed them greatly, but her tongue was what called my name.

Between kisses, she begged me in an out-of-breath voice,

'Lick my pussy, Jade. Make me scream.'

As much as I didn't want to stop kissing her, I wanted to eat her pussy
more. She never trimmed it, letting her bush grow just as I did. She spread
her legs and showed me how wet and delicious she was. Her legs jiggled, and
her thighs were massive, making me wonder how she packed all that and her
gigantic ass into a pair of jeans. If I had it my way, she would never wear
clothes.

I tasted her sweet pussy and almost went into an orgasm myself; she was
heavenly. I tongued her and made her moan; I went lightly at first, and then
I dived right in and tongued her with everything I had. I wanted to make her
scream. I wanted her to wrap her supersize legs around my head and smother
me while I ate her out. I wanted her so badly.

She did exactly that, as if she read my mind; her legs covered my head, and
I just licked her pussy like a girl possessed. I didn't use my hands; all I
needed for my love was my tongue, and it worked overtime making her moan
like she never had moaned before. I loved how hairy and unkempt she was. And
I loved that she wouldn't let me stop no matter what. I was hers. And I
couldn't be happier to be tasting her.

She lost control of her moaning, shouting at the top of her lungs as I drove
her to climax. My tongue was merciless, and I wrapped my arms around her
legs as if to give her a more intense orgasm and emind her who was in
control of her pleasure. I have fairly long arms, but they didn't go all the
way around her legs; still, as big as she was, she wasn't moving, and she
knew that. She just laid back and took her tongue-lashing and loved it.

She slowed down a bit, and soon I stopped, working my way back up to her
mouth. She tasted her pussy in my mouth as she lustfully kissed me some
more. But I couldn't wait any longer for her to do to me exactly what I just
did to her. I didn't care that she was out of breath or virtually incapable
of moving; she could move her tongue, and that's all I asked from my big,
beautiful lover.

I got to live out a fantasy of mine and ride her face; I positioned myself
so my pussy was right in her face. As tired as she was from her mind-blowing
orgasm, she was just as eager to give me one. Her tongue started in, and it
felt so perfect; my love was finally plasuring me, just like in every
fantasy I had about her. She worked her tongue through my thick bush and
between my eager pussy lips, thrusting in and out of me with all her
strength.

Gina was surprisingly experienced at licking pussy, at least judging by how
she hit my favorite spots every time. I had to grab onto her headboard in
order not to collapse into her massive chest; even knowing that, she just
got more and more intense. There was nothing Gina couldn't do, and her
tongue was just as sexy as her naked, goegeous, never-ending body.

I felt so insatiable as she worked her tongue in and out of me, wanting more
and more as she made me crazier and hornier. The sexy bitch didn't seem
exhausted at all, and I was enjoying it. And it got more and more intense as
she found all the spots I loved, starting with a few nice places and then
zeroing right in on my g-spot. She was relentless as she tongued the g-spot.

I went into an almost instant orgasm, grabbing on with all my might as she
touched my pleasure spot with her delicious tongue. I screamed, probably
waking up anyone on campus who was sleeping, and I didn't want her to stop.
I was hers again. I was in heaven, being worked over by my lover and my
crush and knowing it wouldn't be the last time.

My orgasm died down, and I slipped back down Gina's body and kissed her
again. She told me she loved me. I loved her back, and I knew this was the
start of more than just the most beautiful romance I could envision. We laid
together in bed kissing and laughing as we enjoyed each other's company for
the rest of the night, pausing to make love again in the middle of the
night.

The next day, I introduced Gina to Jamie, and Jamie loved what she saw
almost as much as I did...and pretty soon, three big girls' clothes were
scattered all over the floor...