Big Girl On Campus

By Lara Longstaff

Jason thought he was pretty much the big man on campus by the time his senior year at university was drawing to a close. And why shouldn't he? Tall and athletic, smart and charming, he had a way with the ladies. They were practically lining up to have a chance to jump into his bed. Only it was all getting a little old. Sure the sex was great, but wouldn't it be nice to have an actual girlfriend? One who actually cared for him more than just his looks? One night at a local bar he got a chance, when he meets the sultry and sophisticated Chloe, and finds out who the BIG one on campus REALLY is!

Author's Note: All characters depicted are adults over the age of 21

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lara Longstaff
• Release date: Sep 12, 2017
• ISBN: 9781370353811

Lara Longstaff

Hello there!I'm Lara, and I've got a few fantasies I'd love to share with you. But before you get down to reading my tales of futanari lust, let me tell you about myself.I'm 28 years old, single, but soon to be married to my long-time boyfriend, David. We hail from the Midwest of the good ol' USA. My hobbies are many and varied, but first among them are girls who have "something extra"! While I mostly prefer to fantasize about other futanari and such, sometimes my mood swings and I really get the urge to reverse roles with a cute guy, so most of my stories are of one of those two themes.Most of my stories are available on Amazon.com, so be sure to check them out there, too!I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I do writing them!XOXOXOL.L.

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Big Girl on Campus

by

Lara Longstaff

Copyright 2017 Lara Longstaff

All Rights Reserved

All characters depicted are adults over the age of 21.

So you dumped another girlfriend, big fucking surprise, Jason. You're always finding something wrong with them and dumping them. Some really hot chicks too. Like that one girl, Jessica. What was wrong with her? Toby asked between gulps of his beer. The chubby young man choked on it, the froth spilling over his fat chin.

Dude, that was like, four chicks ago! Rob snorted. The wiry young man leaned on his pool cue and cocked an eyebrow up at Jason. Or was it five?

You make me sound like a monster. I'm not that bad, guys, Jason protested. Jessica, that was the redhead right? He scratched his head, messing up his thick sandy-blond hair and doing his best to look confused. He remembered Jessica all right. He had gone out with her twice, with six weeks and five other young women passing by since. The twenty-two year old college student was six-two and athletic, and by all accounts, irresistible to women. He wasn't really sure why. He knew he was good-looking. But was he really THAT good-looking? He just talked to women like human beings, and the rest seemed to fall into place. Until the third date, anyway. He always seemed to find some flaw in them. They nagged. They wanted to move in or marry him or get some kind of instant commitment out of him. Or they didn't like his friends. Or, most common of all, they simply seemed to lose interest in him. Or he in them. He may have slept with dozens of women in his time at university, but he was just about the only guy he knew who'd never actually had a girlfriend.

For fuck's sake you can't even remember? Toby scoffed. You've got a problem, man!

Maybe he's just not good at closing the deal, Rob suggested. Or he doesn't know how to handle a woman, where it counts.

That could be it, Jason laughed. Once I pulled down my pants and a girl pointed and laughed at me. She said 'who are you going to please with that thing?' And I said 'Myself!' Right guys? He was pretty confident that that wasn't true, but if you couldn't laugh at yourself, you were lost.

You should send them my way. I'm hung like a.... Toby trailed off as his head swiveled to follow a young woman gliding past where they stood by the pool table.

Like a mouse? Jason offered, which made Rob crack up too. Toby didn't even acknowledge them, and Jason and Rob peered around their portly friend to get a better look at what had stopped him from bragging about his dick so abruptly.

Fuck me, Rob swore to himself. Jason had to agree; the girl was quite pretty. She was a brunette, tall and willowy and stuffed into a tight little red club dress. She was showing miles of toned, tanned, and perfectly formed leg, and her ass looked as round and ripe as a pumpkin.

"She might. Why don't you