Team Tutor
Sharon has always been a smaller woman at 5'3". In her college days, she would have been petite had she not been shaped like Kim Kardashian before the Kardashians were a thing, and Sharon was all natural! Even then she was curvaceous with a large round ass, wide hips, and a tiny waist. Her C-cup boobs suited her perfectly with dark, silver-dollar nipples. She had dark brown, almost black, shoulder length hair and large brown eyes.
She was as beautiful as she was a handful to deal with. Raised in a small town by parents who doted on her, she just knew she was a prize. She wore her southern belle and Baptist sensibilities on her sleeve, ready to criticize girls who didn't behave appropriately. Privately, she was eager to be sexually active, however earnestly she professed her guilt at having those thoughts and after each act.
As a 19-year-old college sophomore, that internal tension led her to break up with her first serious boyfriend. Having whined to him about causing her fall from grace numerous nights after begging him to ravage her, she ultimately and ironically decided that she was in her sexual prime and shouldn't be tied down to a single lover. It was now or never, and she cut the boy loose so that she could cut loose! She had a few dates over the next few months, but it didn't lead to much more than some heavy petting, a couple of one-night stands, and sex one drunken night with one of her old boyfriend's pals.
Things changed in her junior year, when a hulking guy walked into her Poly Sci class and sat beside her, barely able to squeeze into the desk. Sharon didn't need anyone to tell her that the football team's starting center was going to be in her class and sitting right next to her two days a week! If there was anything she loved as much as judging other people and being fucked, it was college football, and she knew everything there was to know about every player on the team. She was determined to get to know this big fella but was too star struck to do more than bat her eyes at him or "accidentally" hike her skirt up to show more leg a few times.
Matt first noticed her after she'd spoken up in class a few times, obviously having read the textbook or at least paid attention to the professor. After class the second week, he nudged her as they walked down the hallway, "Hey there, pretty girl. You sure seem to get this stuff."
Sharon took a sharp breath, thinking in a panic,
Don't say anything stupid!
She looked up at him sweetly and said, "Oh, Matt. It's not so hard, mostly common-sense stuff."
"You know my name?" he asked, surprised.
She answered without missing a beat, "Of course. Who wouldn't? Most important part of the O-line! You should have started more last year!" She cringed after blurting that out.
He nodded, "Yeah, right?! I think so too! So, uh, I don't have a tutor for this class like I do the others for some reason. Think you could give me some help? I don't really have time to read all this stuff, and the homework doesn't make sense to me."
She blushed and giggled like a high school girl, "Why I'd love to help one of our champions! My name is Sharon, in case you don't know."
He stopped and wrote on a piece of paper. Handing it to her, he said, "Alright, Sharon. Here's my room and phone number. You know where the athletes' dorm is, right?" She nodded and he asked, "So, we have a lot of film stuff to do after dinner, and I can't really meet up until 9pm. Is that ok?"
She smiled and batted her eyes, one hand pressed to her chest, "Sure that's ok. I'll finish my other homework earlier and meet you there... and of course I know where your dorm is! Want to meet on every class day to stay ahead of things?"
"Sounds cool. I'll see you tonight, then, and thanks," he said, pulling her into a friendly side-hug, her head at his chest level.
She almost skipped back to her dorm, excited to spend time with a real, starting football player! She spent the next several hours laying out clothes and trying to decide what to wear, finally deciding to wear her outfit from class and try not to seem too eager.
Her heart was racing as she walked into the dorm - the place where all the team's legends from the last 20 years had lived! It was still racing when she knocked on his door. Already open, it swung further open, and she saw him propped up on his bed, back against the wall and watching TV. He was wearing a team T-shirt and gym shorts.
She already knew that he was a big boy, but he looked even bigger dressed like this. Although he was thick around the middle, his arms, legs, and neck looked like tree trunks, and his chest looked like a bull's. Sitting the way he was, she could also see right up his very loose shorts to what appeared to be an impressively thick package resting on his thigh.
Surprisingly agile, Matt jumped up, turned the tube off, and said, "Oh, hey Sharon! Thanks for coming! Where do you want to do it?"
"Oh my," she said, fanning herself in mock embarrassment. Batting her eyes and laughing, she said, "I thought we were just going to study, or I would have dressed for the occasion."
He stood and blinked. Realizing his accidental double entrendre, he then eyed her up and down, checking her out for the first time. Nodding his head, he said, "That does sound like a good way for me to pay you back for your help, now that you mention it. I might be kinda big for a pretty little gal like you though."
She pulled a textbook and notebook from her backpack and said nervously, "I'm sure I can help you with your homework no matter big you are. Why don't we go through the homework assignment for Thursday?"
Matt pulled a chair next to Sharon as she talked through the assignment and how she planned to answer each question. It didn't take long for her to realize that she was just going to do the assignment while he watched, then write a second, mildly different version for him to copy in his own handwriting.
As she concentrated on her writing, he enjoyed the view down her top, which hung open as she leaned over the desk, her boobs also hanging down and bulging around the tight bra cups. He looked down at her hips to see that her skirt was hiked up from sitting with one leg tucked under, showing a lot of smooth, white thigh. His musing about whether her little body could handle him woke up his cock.
