Amber Vs. Travis

It was my junior year of college. I had broken up with my ex girlfriend almost a year ago and it was time for me to actively purse one. That was my way of thinking anyways. Two more years and I would be done with college. Who knows what I would do then. All I knew is that I liked big butts. I had always secretly liked them. And there was a girl in my history class that had a nice big butt that I always stared at. I estimated her at 5’7” and 165 pounds. She didn’t ever seem to sit next to anyone particular, but she did seem to pay attention in class. So I decided to sit next to her one day and see if I could strike up a conversation. I got to class just as the professor began to lecture. I quickly went and sat down next to her. She glanced at me and smiled. She then returned her gaze to the professor who was busy babbling away about some crap that took place a long freaking ass time ago. I glanced down at her thighs, which appeared to be on the verge of ripping right out of her pants. She definitely had bigger thighs than me. I started to daydream about her curves and before I knew it, the class was over. As she got up to leave I made my move.

“Hi, my name is Travis…” I said kind of trailing off.

“Uhh… nice to meet you Travis, I’m Amber.” She replied.

“Ummm… I was wondering if you wanted to study for the midterm,” I asked her politely.

“The midterm isn’t for another 3 weeks. But…. I suppose we could get an early start,” she smiled.

“Great…. Ummmm..”

“I have to workout tonight, but perhaps tomorrow night?”

“Sure, that works better for me because tonight I was planning to go workout as well,” I told her.

We exchanged phone numbers and so we got to studying the next night…. She wore some tight fitting jeans that hugged her curvy hips, butt, and thighs. My eyes were glued to her curves everytime she wasn’t looking at me. We got down to the business though and before I knew it, she was basically tutoring me. I apologized to her for not being very well prepared. She assured me that it wasn’t a big deal and she liked helping me.

“It’s natural for girls to be smarter anyways..” she replied.

“Oh yeah, I bet I’ll beat you on the midterm. How about a little $10 bet?”

“How about after I beat you, you take me out on a weekend,” she said smiling.

“Deal,” I said.

We studied together every few nights and eventually the day of the midterm came. It was harder than I had anticipated. I kept glancing over at Amber and could see she was having an easier time than me. She ended up getting done with the test 20 minutes before me. It took me the whole hour to complete the test. That night I called her and we talked about the test. She teased me saying took her less time plus she would score better. A few days later we got our tests back and sure enough she got 100%. I only got 86%. The class average had been 77% so I didn’t feel too bad. But she continued to tease me as we left class together that day.

“So if girls are so smart, how come they don’t know how to workout?” I asked her.

“What do you mean?”

“They always do cardio, legs, or abs. Never their upper body.”

“Well at least girls don’t look like guys who have huge upper bodies and skinny chicken legs,” she said.

“So are you saying you have strong legs?” I asked getting a little excited.

“No not really strong legs, but I’m sure I could beat you!” She laughed.

“Let’s go out tonight and maybe we will find out.” I told her smiling.

So we ended up going out and having a few drinks and playing darts as well. She beat me 3 out of 3 games at darts. I commented how she seemed to be good at everything. “Just better than you,” she teased.

“You won’t win at leg wrestling…” I started.

She interrupted me with a hard laugh. “You don’t have a chance Travis. C’mon let’s go back to my apartment so I can beat you some more.” She said.

So we went to her place and immediately got on the floor and got in leg wrestling position. We hooked eachother’s legs and her fat leg forced mine over. I was so embarrassed, cause she just laughed and challenged me again. Again our legs went at it and again she won. We switched legs, but it didn’t make a difference. She won several more matches before I gave up.

Amber and I were now more than friends. She was my girlfriend. And she continued to beat me at leg wrestling anytime I challenged her. One day she told me to work extra hard on my leg workouts and that she would stop working out for awhile to see if it would be harder for her to win. As soon as she stopped working out she began to put on weight. It came slow at first, but soon it was very noticeable. We continued to leg wrestle and she continued to win even though she had stopped working out and had become a lazy fatass homebody. In fact her thighs were fatter than ever and she won our matches easier than ever.

“Why do your legs win so easily??” I asked.

“Because they are twice as big!” She answered.

“I just don’t have a chance…”

“Well then maybe we should wrestle instead of leg wrestle? Let’s find out who is stronger period!” She challenged.

I agreed and so we got off the floor and squared off. She threw around a lot of weight, but I was faster and had stronger arms. I used my speed to my advantage getting behind her to try and take her down. She staggered but managed to get a hold of my arms and then as she leaned forward both my feet came off the ground and before I knew what was going on, she tossed me over her hips. I landed hard on the floor and was temporarily winded. Amber didn’t give me time to recover. She grabbed my head and wedged it between her fat thighs. She started to squeeze, gradually applying more and more pressure. I struggled to pry her thighs apart. It was useless. I tried to just pick her up, but she was too heavy. I couldn’t hardly breathe and I started to panic waving my arms wildly and then tapping out on her butt. She didn’t release me though and I was starting to see stars. Just when everything was going black she released me from her tree trunk size legs. I fell to my back in a daze, winded, and gasping for air. I could just make out a blurry image of Amber standing over me laughing softly. She moved into a position where she was directly over me now and I realized to late what she was doing…. All at once she just leaned back and let herself fall on me. Her fat ass hit my chest hard and all the remaining air was squished out of my lungs. She got up again and I started to beg…

“Plll..ease Am..ber no more…. I’ve had enough.” I said weakly.

“But I haven’t!” She laughed.

She started to take off her pants now. She was getting naked. She took off her panties and soon was sitting on my chest. She smiled down at me. Now she began to scoot up my chest till her crotch was just pressing against my nose.

“Lick my crotch. Make me feel great.” She ordered.

“Please no more you win Am…. Mmmmmm… Mmmphhhhh!!”

Amber had moved her crotch onto my face and she was smothering me yet again. My head was trapped between her huge thighs while she sat on my face…. No chance. None. After smothering me and torturing me for awhile she got off my face and looked down into my frantic eyes.

“C’mon service me and I’ll let you breathe!” She barked.

I started to lick her clit and kiss her cunt in desperation. She made me lick her for an hour straight…. Finally she shook with pleasure and let out a loud moan. Satisfied she allowed me more breathing room, but still sat atop my chest.

“You know why you lose in leg wrestling and wrestling?” She asked looking down into my eyes. “Because I weigh 230 pounds now and I will pin you anytime I want. Even if you were bigger I could still beat you because I’m smarter and just better than you Travis. Now go drink a glass of water and catch a 2 minute breather. We’re just getting started!”