This was years ago, I'd graduated high school and was 18 and coming up on 19th birthday. Summer job worked at a local, very large gym as a lifeguard, taught swim lessons, and generally hung out in the pool area 90% of the time. This was your typical summer job, I was off to college in the fall as were most other summer employees, so all of us recent high school graduates had no responsibilities, plenty of late summer nights getting off work together, and free time to burn.
I was always pretty outgoing and friendly to most everyone. Had a big group of friends at the gym. But the place was huge, like over 100,000 sq ft of gym space, so I knew faces but not necessarily everyone's names. I didn't have a hard time hooking up with girls, but grew up a pretty sheltered life, so was not actively thinking I would or even could sleep with just anyone. Kissing, maybe some boob grabbing, was about as most as I could count on. Maybe more, if I was lucky.
Once night getting off work, I'm hanging in the gym lobby clocking out when a friend introduces me to a few of his friends. They're also co-workers. I knew some better than others, but a few I'd just seen faces around here and there. One, we'll call her Sarah, was somewhat shy meeting me though didn't strike me as usually a very reserved person. She was about 5'6", dirty brown hair, brown eyes, 34C's, with the legs of a soccer player. I still remember her wearing a black t-shirt with the gym's name and some black spandex leggings. Her ass looked incredible. As we're introduced and chat, she's looking me up and down. Nothing extreme, but I figured she was just checking me out much as most of us did each other, and that would be it.
We joked around about evening plans, one guy said he's headed out for Tex Mex food with a few friends and invited all of us along. People were agreeing, they chided me into it (I was on the fence), and once I agreed suddenly Sarah's like "ok yeah, i'll go too."
We headed out for food, we were under 21 so someone had a fake ID and we got some margaritas. Had fun, kept it low key. Then someone said their sister was out of town, had an apartment, and we could all go back there to play Kings Cup or some drinking games. Some folks slipped out of the booths and headed that way. I stayed with some others and kept eating, drinking margaritas, and debating if I should head home lest I get even drunker at some afterparty and face my overbearing parents. And risk them realizing I was drunk. Sarah encourages me to go to the afterparty, so the remainder of us finish eating and head off.
We arrive, it's still a fun relaxed environment. Somewhat bare apartment, big kitchen table, we all settle in and play drinking games. I forget exactly all we played, but I tried to keep from getting too drunk and nothing got too wild, though some people definitely did. Finally close to midnight, I said I had to head home and excused myself. As I headed toward the door, a buddy came over to BS a bit and ask about weekend plans, and a few girls walked by and exchanged some small talk. But there was Sarah, actively making similar excuses and heading out too. It was like she was timing her departure with me. Which, to my oblivious brain, meant nothing more than coincidence.
We get outside and it's just Sarah and I. We'd gotten to know each other a bit. She was attractive but I wasn't trying to make a move (really). I was already planning how to get in the driveway without waking my parents and avoid questioning when the front door inevitably squeaked open. She followed me to my Tahoe and we kept chatting. The whole time I'm thinking "this girl just really likes to talk".
Finally, the conversation eases up, it gets quiet for a second, and then she says "so you've talked to me all night, but never made a move. Better do it before it's too late." At this point she's in front of me, staring up with those big brown eyes, a whiff of Coors Light on her breath as her hands start to run up my sides and fingers trace over my stomach. I'm 5'11", 180 lbs, dark brown hair, with i'm told "very blue" eyes, white guy but tan from the summer of lifeguarding, and the broad shoulders and legs of a muscular swimmer from years of swimming 10,000+ yards at 2x/daily swim practices.
Next thing I know, her hand is grazing my crotch and she's tracing the outline of my dick currently pointing down the left leg of my jeans while kissing me. I had measured size but truly didn't know what was "big". It was 6" thick around, with 7.75 to 8" long when measured bone-pressed along top of shaft. I was never great at measuring, and really had no sense what was "big". But, she did!
We start making out furiously. I'm a sucker for big boobs, and was eager to pull her top off and enjoy her chest. She had other ideas. We get in the back of my Tahoe, fold the 2nd row of seats down, and start furiously making out and dry humping in the way only 18/19yr old kids will. Before I know it she's talking incessantly about my dick. The size, how hard it is, how she wants to see it. She pulls at my belt, tugs down my means, and pulls my boxer-briefs down. Her eyes go wide. She immediately says "I knew you had a huge fucking dick, and I've been wanting this all summer, and when I saw you in the lobby tonight getting you out I knew was my chance." It was then it hit me: I'm not seducing this chick, she has been hunting me. All fucking night. Holy hell, what a head rush. This turned me on more, and she starts going down on me. I start fingering her and she's soaked, it wasn't seconds after touching her that two fingers slid in easily.
She lays on her back, pulls me on top of her, and says "I want that big dick so bad" and guides me in. I couldn't believe it. Not only was I fucking this girl, but she was fucking me, this was her plan! We fucked like animals, she continuously talked about my dick with comments about stretching her out and telling me how it filled her up. When I got close, I pulled out and came all over her pussy lips as she caught her breath. We cleaned up, put her clothes back on, and started kissing goodbye. At this point, I was really afraid of how late I'd be getting home and how much worse the parental punishment would be. She told me we had to do it again, said some stuff about it's the biggest she's ever had and all she dreams about is big dicks and happy she finally got to play with mine. I was dumbfounded and surprised, it was a first for me being hunted because of my dick. We didn't hook up again, but the experience gave me confidence I maybe had something others would also like, and thus began a never ending fetish for Size Queens.
God bless all the girls out there who are size queens, know what they want, and aren't afraid to be up front and ask for it!
This story is true, 100% every bit of it. I have a few more, because it was like an awakening experience at that age and continued through college and since. I'm now late 30s and while the women haven't gotten any less confident, I have too, which put me in a bunch more fortunate situations in the time since.
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