An evening on campus in Zaragoza. Two students were studying together. Carmen, often called Cami, and Sergio were both majoring in mechanical engineering. They had formed a little study group just the two of them. Both were total nerds and outsiders who didn’t really fit in with the other students. Cami, as a pretty young woman in a field full of guys, had it rough. Sergio’s situation was different. He was shy, super into sports, and didn’t drink alcohol. He often ended up at the rowdier, guy-heavy parties, quietly nursing a cassis in the corner. Photo from 30 y.o Mellany.
That evening, they were at Cami’s place, cramming for their technical mechanics exam. It was a boring subject, but they both breezed through it. They had top grades, which probably didn’t help their popularity. “Want some tea?” Cami asked. “Yeah, sure,” he replied with a nod. She got up and left the room. Sergio glanced around. Her apartment was just a living room that doubled as a bedroom and study, plus a tiny kitchen and bathroom. His eyes wandered to her bed, where she’d just been lying amid a pile of stuffed animals and study notes.
After a few minutes, Cami’s voice called from the kitchen: “Should we drink the tea in here?” Sergio mumbled something… She wants to talk again. Can’t we just sip tea and get back to studying? He shuffled into the kitchen.
Cami sat on the back chair in her baggy sweater, legs tucked up, blowing hard on her steaming mug. Sergio’s tea was on the counter; he grabbed the mug and sat across from her. They stayed quiet for a bit, lost in their own thoughts. “Can I ask you something?” Cami broke the silence. Great, thought Sergio. I knew it. He liked Cami, a lot, actually, but he was just too shy. Their chats were awkward for him because he couldn’t push past his hang-ups and tell her how he felt. So he grumbled, “What is it?”
She took a breath. “Why don’t you do sports? You’d look even better if you ran or swam.” Sergio was almost 6’3″ tall, with broad shoulders and muscled arms and thighs. “That’s not my thing. Can we talk about something else?” he said, a bit annoyed. “We could, but I don’t want to,” she grinned mischievously and stuck her tongue out at him. He shook his head. Cami was only 5’3″ and slim, but she had a strong will and usually got her way with Sergio. “You’re annoying,” he muttered, pretending to be mad. “And you don’t even do sports yourself.” Cami laughed. “As you might have noticed, there are two reasons I don’t,” she said, pushing her chest forward.
Sergio blushed and felt caught. His eyes dropped shamefully. Cami’s breasts were huge, especially for her slim build—the biggest he’d ever seen on a woman. At least, from what he could tell through the loose sweaters and tops she always wore. “Come on, you’ve totally checked them out properly at some point,” she grinned. “My girls would flop all over the place when I ran, and in a swimsuit, they hung so low it looked like I had an inner tube around my waist.” Sergio blushed even harder. “Cami, please. I don’t want you talking about yourself like that, you’re a beautiful girl and a smart student!” he stammered. “Nonsense. You know exactly what the others call me.”
Sergio started coughing. His classmates had used the word “milk cow” for Cami just once in front of him. He’d shut them down hard, so fiercely that no one had dared repeat it around him since. But he knew they still said it behind his back. Cami smiled softly: “I know what you did, my hero. But we both know it didn’t change what they said.” She leaned forward and stroked his upper arm. “Besides, those idiots can go to hell.” Sergio just nodded silently.
“I don’t think you thought you could dodge my question,” Cami grinned at him. “You know how stubborn I am.” Sergio shrugged. “So come on, what’s going on with you?” He sighed deeply. “Cami, please, this is really embarrassing.” “Oh come on, a guy like you would look amazing in a tight swimsuit.” Sergio’s eyes went wide in horror. “Or not?” Cami asked, suddenly worried. He just shook his head. “Can I ask why?” Sergio shook his flaming red head again. “You’re making this fun,” Cami started teasing. “Come on, the issue can’t be that bad to explain.” Sergio had another coughing fit. “Do I really have to drag it out of you?” Cami set her mug down and put her hands on her hips. “Or should I just tickle it out?” He held up his hands defensively. “We’re friends, right? Don’t you trust me?” Cami blinked playfully. Sergio shifted in his chair. “Don’t be mad. I’m just curious. Come on.” They went quiet for a moment. Then Cami blurted out: “What I have too much of in my blouse, you have too little of in your pants. Is that the problem?”
Sergio turned away. “You have no idea, do you?” he snapped. Cami stared at him in shock. He was shocked at his own reaction. “Sorry, Cami. But you don’t get my problem at all. Drop it. I don’t have a small one; mine’s at least as big as yours.” He bowed his head. “Oh,” was all Cami could say, sinking back into her chair. They both went silent.
After a second round of tea, Cami broke the quiet. “But that’s not a problem… You’ll find someone who loves you as you are.” He just shook his head. “In every relationship, I hit a painful limit pretty quick. Trust me, it always ends that way once I show myself.” Cami looked at her study buddy. How? “Okay, but this can’t be that big a deal,” she tried again. “That’s not funny,” Sergio replied, but he couldn’t hold back a small smile. “Plus, I get the feeling you don’t have much experience in this area,” he added. He just wanted to tease her a bit. Cami laughed. “Touché… at least not in a very satisfying way.” Now Sergio grinned. “I’m no nun, and I like women—and guys. Think of me as a vegetarian who doesn’t turn down a good steak now and then.” She burst out laughing. “Okay, I didn’t need that many details,” Sergio grumbled.
“Come on, I didn’t mean to offend you. We’re friends, right?” she tried to smooth things over. “Of course we’re friends. But this isn’t what friendships should be about,” Sergio said. “Sometimes you’re such a softie, sweet Sergio. I want to share my issue with you. But not if we’re fighting.” She gave him a sad look. “I’m not dumb. Okay, you don’t stare as shamelessly as the others. You’re subtler, but a woman’s attention doesn’t miss those looks.” Sergio studied the toes of his shoes without a word. “You’re such a big guy—in every way—and you act like a schoolboy. Do we women really have to handle everything? You like me, and I like you. We’re going to be engineers. We know a thing or two about fitting together.” Cami grinned. “You know, there are no problems, just challenges.”
With that, she stood up, stepped in front of Sergio, took his head in both hands, and kissed him. First on his cheeks, then his forehead. “Now I want to take a closer look at the problem, so I can figure out how to handle it,” she said after the kiss. Sergio protested, but she put her finger to his lips. “We both have our issues. Things we’re not happy about. No one’s perfect, and now,pants down.” She’d kissed him. Sergio was stunned. Without thinking, he stood up. He towered at least a head over her. He undid his pants and pushed them down, along with his boxers.
Cami stared dead still at the cock that sprang out. “Oh my god!” she whispered. Her eyes widened as she stared at his penis—no, dick—no, the cock stared back. You need a permit for that thing… she thought. “So it’s not just guys staring at my tits… I’m not a piece of meat,” Sergio said dryly. This time, Cami blushed. “Sorry, but it’s just overwhelming.” She looked up at Sergio. “Would you accept a kiss as an apology?” He leaned down, and they kissed tenderly. Cami grabbed his neck and pulled him gently closer, whispering: “You can touch me while you do this.” Then she kissed him again and felt his hand shyly stroke her back. She got goosebumps. The first guy who didn’t go straight for her breasts. She gently stroked his hair.
Then she stepped back. Sergio’s penis had grown a lot. It flashed through her mind that cucumbers would turn green with envy at the size. She grinned at the comparison. Now it was her turn to reveal her issues. Cami stood and pulled her baggy sweater over her head. An old-school bra came into view, like something from 1950s photos Sergio knew. This kind of support pushed her breasts forward into a cone-shaped, pointy form. Her hands reached back and quickly unhooked it. Then she let her breasts free to gravity. Sergio couldn’t believe it as Cami undressed in front of him. Her nipples hung low, just above her navel. Her breasts were pale and soft, and yes, they sagged. They were topped with areolas as big as a palm. Sergio thought they were perfect, and his erection made that crystal clear. His cock swelled a bit more.
As he watched his study buddy, he kicked off his pants. Cami’s eyes were fixed on the hard shaft between Sergio’s legs. She just had to hold her forearm next to this still-growing thing. In length and girth, it was only a distant second to this monster. That dick is thicker than my wrist… and his head almost as big as my fist, she thought, swallowing hard, but she had to keep going. She knelt between his legs and softly kissed the tip of his glans, looking deep into Sergio’s eyes with a smile. It even seemed like his cock got harder. His excitement turned her on. He slid off the chair and knelt in front of her. His hands went to her breasts.
Shyly, he asked: “Can I?” She grinned mischievously: “Of course, or do you think I took them out just for some fresh air?” “You’re impossible, Cami.” With that, he gently touched her soft tits. His hands cupped this amazing chest. He massaged them tenderly, then lifted them slightly, and his lips brushed the thick, hard nipples. Sergio licked them softly with his tongue and blew on them. This seemed to please both the nipples and Cami, as they both got a bit bigger. “These are the most beautiful breasts I’ve ever seen,” he groaned, playing with them gently. Then he sucked deeply on one of her nipples.
He nibbled softly on her nipple again, drawing a little squeal from her. “I’m more a man of action than words,” he grinned at her. “And that doesn’t seem to scare you off.” Without words, she took his head in her hands and pressed it between her breasts. Cami was relieved by his reaction to her body, and she pulled him up and pushed him back onto the chair. Slowly, she knelt in front of him again. She cupped her breasts and pressed them around his manhood. His impressive shaft stuck high up between her tits. This meeting of their two “problem” body parts made Sergio groan. She started sliding her breasts slowly up and down around Sergio’s stiff cock. His thick glans glistened with precum. Sergio pushed his foreskin down. “Please, kiss and lick me there.” She paused but decided to tease his glans with her lips. She knew oral was out, his head wouldn’t fit! Not in her mouth or… So with every downward slide of her breasts, she gave the firm glans a wet kiss.
Sergio wasn’t used to this. Ex-girlfriends bailed when they saw his monster, or they’d jerk him off, but this was new and incredibly hot! He lost control and raced toward orgasm. He groaned and bucked his body. He thrust his cock between Cami’s mega tits. Another bead of precum that she licked up, she realized he was about to cum. “Go for it!” She pressed her lips over the tip of his shaft. A raw groan came, and the first spurt of cum surprised her. Cami swallowed and swallowed. She bobbed up a bit as Sergio groaned. He grabbed her head and gently pushed it down. Cami resisted, and when he calmed a little, she pulled back. She looked at him proudly and smiled; he leaned forward and kissed her. With her forearm, she wiped his cum that had splattered on her cheeks and neck. Sergio picked Cami up and carried her to the bed.
She nestled into his strong arms. What Sergio saw was breathtaking. Cami’s flushed face, her mega tits gently swaying with each breath. He grinned when he saw drops of his cum on her thick nipples. He had to kiss her. “You drive me crazy,” he groaned. Cami smiled happily. “I can tell. Your cock’s still hard and pressing against my ass.” Sergio laughed proudly—his dick was still fully stiff. His glans rested against her butt. “Now it’s your turn,” he promised. Then he slid slowly down the bed. He leaned over her to kiss her. With one hand, he stroked her belly; with the other, her heavy breasts.
His lips wandered from her earlobe, down her neck to her breasts, while his free hand fumbled to undo her pants. He sucked tenderly on her nipples. Cami moaned softly as she felt his teeth on her hard nipple. She undid the button on her jeans. Sergio explored her belly with his lips and tongue, getting closer to her womanhood. Cami lifted her hips off the bed and pushed down her jeans and panties.
Sergio dove in eagerly; the tip of his tongue parted her labia, while one hand kneaded a butt cheek and the other returned to one of her breasts, which softly hung against her torso. His tongue found her clit and licked it. Sometimes he just teased with the tip in a soft staccato, other times long and broad along her whole slit. He nibbled softly on the inside of her thigh or played with his thumb at the spot between her pussy and her little star. Cami got hornier and hornier.
Just as Sergio felt her on the edge of cumming, she squeezed her thighs together. He looked up at her. Cami blushed; her smiling face was incredibly beautiful. “I want to cum,” she moaned. He didn’t quite get it. As energetic as ever, she pushed him onto his back and swung herself over him, legs spread wide. She can’t mean…? he thought. Cami laid his cock flat on his belly; he felt her soaking wet labia against his shaft. Then she slowly rocked her hips back and forth.
After thoroughly coating the shaft with her juices, her movements sped up. He closed his eyes and enjoyed her efforts. His hands explored her breasts, which willingly followed every sway of Cami’s body. Her moans grew louder, her hip thrusts fiercer. She slid a bit higher, and now his glans was between her labia. It was like she was experimenting again, like at home. Back then, she’d sometimes ride a teddy bear to get off.
She moaned and moved harder. His mouth captured a nipple. His hands clawed at her ass. “Yes… yessss.” She groaned, and though his cock wasn’t inside her, he felt her pussy clench. That set him off too, and he came again. Exhausted, Cami collapsed onto him. She kissed him tenderly. “That was amazing.” He returned the kiss and stroked her back softly. “I love you, beautiful woman,” he whispered in her ear. “Well, I hope so,” she grinned at him. “After all the work I did to finally get you over your hang-ups.” She poked him in the side. The two snuggled close, savoring each other.
