He went deeper and deeper until finally I knew I was about to cum. I felt my legs go weak and my breathing got rough until finally I came all over his...hand. He took his hand n stuck it in my mouth. I sucked my juices off his fingers. He leaned over and kissed me. His mouth so warm and inviting.“You ready to go now?” He grabbed my hand and led me to his car. I let him lead me at this point he could lead me anywhere.I just smiled. What else could I do? By the time we made it to his dorm I was. Wow! I hadn’t had to do that for a while.I went to my closet and found I didn’t have any clothes for painting. I mean I never did anything like that, you know? So I picked a T shirt and some gym shorts I didn’t use for their intended purpose anymore (who wants to work out anyway?) and stripped down. As my eight incher popped out (I know, I know. Let a guy dream a little, OK?) I thought about Megan. I started stroking and smiled as I thought about what I’d seen. It didn’t take long before I was. If it was online I was getting off to it. Not that I couldn’t score real pussy. Quite the opposite. I was tall, roughly 6ft3, brown hair with green eyes. I just chose not too…At least in the short term.The last few weeks though things had changed. A voluptuous black ssbbw had just moved in next door and her stroke sessions sounded just as hardcore as mine if not more. Her name was Asia Blue and she was a brick house, literally. She stood roughly 5’11, I estimate around 350-400lbs, massive. She was a 5'7" white girl with vivid blonde hair, a slim figure and good looks, making her a hit with anyone she met, no matter how random. She was skilled with both paintbrush and pencil, she was brimming with creative ideas and was always down for a good time, no matter the outcome. Despite her outgoing ways and positive attitude, there was always one thing Stephanie hated more than anything; Christmas.It wasn't because of previous childhood experiences, it wasn't because she found her job.