My BBW Hookup surprise initiation
A little personal story regarding the wonderful big beautiful women who want to hook up for sex! Fraternities, man, you got to love them. Ever since the dawn of time, man has always looked for companionship among fellow men. So male friendship has taken many different forms, and fraternities are just one of them. Fraternities aren’t just all about free beer banging sorority girl on the weekends and also; drug fueled road trips; it’s also about professional networking.
My dad was always been big of fraternities because he got all his jobs through his fraternity contacts. He’s always been drilling into my head that I should join a fraternity once I get to college. Ideally, I should join a fraternity that he joined because he says that their professional network can open a lot of doors for me.
I don’t doubt it. I mean, my dad was a struggling physician when he just started. A lot of people get this idea that once you finish medical school, this huge bag of cash falls into your lap. It doesn’t work that way. In America at least, when you graduate from medical school, you’re going to have at least a six-figure debt. In fact, if you don’t play your cards right, you are going to walk away from school with so much debt that you could’ve probably bought a house with that money. Ridiculous.
Anyway, my dad was out of medical school and was struggling for a few years until his fraternity brother who has a father who actually was a major investor in a chain of hospital took him in one of those hospitals. Now my dad is the administrator of that hospital chain. We’re talking about 400,000 dollars in salary plus bonuses and travel benefits. Not too shabby for fraternity contacts.
As you can well imagine, that’s the reason why my dad just kept just telling me “You should join a fraternity once you go to school.” So I go to a college in San Francisco bay area, and it turns out that my dad’s fraternity is the nerd fraternity in that school. I would not touch that house with a ten-foot pole. Sorry, it’s just not going to happen. Same goes for a bbw hook up or joining a bbw hookup site, wasn’t going to happen.
So my dad was disappointed, but he still told me “You should join a house. Whatever you do; you should join a fraternity because it’s going to open some doors in the future.” I said, “Yeah whatever.” So I was just digging into school work, and sure enough, fraternity rush week comes along, and I said to myself “Well what the hell? I’ll give it a shot.”
So I go through the process, and just in case you don’t know, the process is you fill out a form, and you are taken on a tour of all the houses. That’s what the fraternities are called, they’re called houses. And this particular college that I went to actually have a very nice Greek system. In other schools, particularly in a California states system, their Greek system sucks.
Seriously, we’re talking about going from one guy’s apartment to another guy’s apartment. They don’t really have free standing houses that you could say are fraternity houses. Well, I was lucky enough or unlucky enough, depending on how you look at it, to go to a college that actually had free standing houses. It was really quite mind blowing because a lot of these schools were set up in the 1800s. So a lot of the fraternity houses dated back from the Victorian age.
If you have ever been to San Francisco, you’d recognize Victorian architecture. It’s really something out of this world and out of this time. So I had a good time going through fraternity rush week. One house would serve steak. Another house would serve these imported hotdogs from Germany. It was really a blast because if you’re not there to rush and you just want great food, that would be the place to go because these houses compete against each other regarding on how lavish their rush food can be.
One house even went through the time and bother of serving Hawaiian style suckling roast pig. They took a roasted pig, and they spit roasted it; it was just amazing. The skin on that thing is just heaven sent. Anyway, I went to the rush week, and I just avoided my dad’s house because they’re just like a total dog house of that campus.
I came across this fraternity that seemed like really cool. The guys there welcomed me with open arms, they really seem to be interested on what I’m interested in. I told them I like to go surfing on the weekend and sure enough, one of the brothers who was actually a semi pro in surfing was showing me around.
I could tell that they really put in the effort to recruit me in their house so it really was a no brainer by the time bids have to be submitted. By the end of the rush week, you have to submit bids. You basically rank the houses you’d like to get admitted to. I put that house at the top of the list. In fact, I didn’t have much of a list because I only chose that house.
I was thinking to myself “Well; I love and everything but there’s really only one house that I liked. So if they don’t take me, I guess I’m not fit to be a fraternity man.” So I got in, and things went well. If you’re looking for beer on the weekend, there was beer on the weekend. If you’re looking for sorority pussy, there’s sorority pussy. If you’re looking for sexy local BBW there’s BBW pussy. And it was just great.
The best part was the housing that they provided were 50% cheaper than dormitory housing, so I was out of dormitory housing once I got in because the room that they set me up was just amazing. Things were going well until hell week. This is where all hell breaks lose. Seriously, I really can’t divulge too much because hell week rituals are a secret, so I’m just going to leave that to your imagination but what I can tell you is that one part of hell week initiation involved overweight chicks.
The brothers thought it would be funny if the pledges fuck big beautiful women, also known as BBW. We’re talking over 150 pounds. So they find these local BBW girls who are ready, willing, and eager to fuck fraternity pledges, and I was assigned to hook up with Cindy.
If you were just looking at her face, you would think that Cindy was just very thin. I mean she had thin cheeks, long platinum-blonde hair these amazing blue eyes you could just dive right into blue pools with just like really deep blue. She was amazing, and we were supposed to hook up with these big girls, and the whole thesis was the guys would find it a physical challenge, that guys would get sick, or they would put up a fight because they don’t wanna bang big women; in other words, the brother thought it would be a hoot to play on our sense of disgust and revulsion.
Little did I know that initiation was actually an initiation of another kind for me. I was talking to Cindy and obviously, Cindy just wanted to fuck I mean, that was obvious. I saw that a mile away. But I wanted to get into her head; I wanted to figure who she was and the more we talked, the more I got turned on by her, The more I really liked her.
Now I’m not saying I wanted her to be my girlfriend. Truth be told, my main girlfriend was my school work, I mean; I just wrap my mind around school. I just wanted to fucking dominate that bitch.
So anyway, when it came time to take care of business. I was surprised this chick had a serious head game. I’m talking about she knew how to grip your dick right so it maximizes the sensation around the shaft. There are certain nerve centers around the shaft that really maximizes your sensitivity.
She knew how to hold my equipment right way to ensure my maximum pleasure. Now when she opened her mouth, and she swallowed my cock. It felt like I was sticking my dick into some satin or velvet I mean, it was that soft but the heat, as well as, the motion of her hair as she bobs to suck my cock, and as she flicked her tongue underneath the head, It almost made me blow my load.
This chick was a pro, I’m not saying she’s a prostitute, but I’m saying she knew how a mans body is set up and the more I looked at the rest of her, this huge blob; instead of feeling disgust I mean I got really hard. I mean, this was just something else. Right before the point I pulled out, and I went down on her bbw pussy, I mean; I don’t know what came over me; you know like, the number-one rule of anonymous bbw sex or one-night stands is not to go down on some strange pussy. You don’t know where it has been, you don’t know what’s been stuck up there
But I don’t know what the fuck came over me and I just fucking just stuck my tongue in there and like this ripple of heat blasted my face, and by the time I was finished, she must’ve orgasms so many times that my face looked like a glazed donut. I mean it’s just crazy.
So she was just catching her breath, and she probably thought it was over but my shit still rock hard I mean, I can probably drill for oil with my cock it was that hard. So I just fucking ram it in there and there weren’t really any issues because she was wet as fuck, she was just gushing. And it was just amazing; it was the most intense sex I’ve ever had of course she was 19 years old; How much experience would I have except for a few nervous bumbling and fumbling motion at the back of a car in high school.
So it was just my initiation to be not just adult hard-core sex but the tremendous fun of BBW Hookups. I must’ve shot three loads into her, and she must’ve cum at least twice that. After that event, things changed on me. I became a fraternity man; I became a senior member; I went to a student council and all that good stuff. But another change that I carry to this day is that I for the life of me, can’t look at a regular or thin woman the same way. I mean I’m just not turned on.
It would really take a lot of effort on my part to even sport a chubby girl. You know what a chubby woman is, it’s like half between an erection and a kind of erection you have when you’re about to piss. It’s kind of dismal and for me to get aroused, the chick has to be at least, and I’m talking about minimal here, 50 pounds overweight.
So maybe this is a good thing, maybe this is a bad thing, but you know what? I don’t care. Those are the kinds of women, BBW goddesses that are the only ones capable of getting me off and by talking about getting me off, I’m talking like just mind shattering orgasms and several times of that. A lot of women love to brag it. Women are the only ones capable of multiple orgasms well guess what? If you bang a BBW, and you know what you’re doing, and she knows what the fuck she is doing, you’re going to feel like a human-machine gun.
Guys are like shotguns. You load a shell. You let a shot off; you get the previous load off, load another one. So it takes time between shots. Well guess what dude? You’ll get turned into a machine gun, like one orgasm right after the other if you try BBW hardcore action, it’s something else. You owe it to yourself to chase after that BBW Hookup.