I was a fat kid. I mean not just plump, but a fat kid, 260+, all the way though high school, non of the girls would even look at me. Well, about a year and a half ago, I'd just had enough. I started dieting and bought a membership to a gym and got a personal trainer and dietician. I started loosing weight, and then I even started running. By the beginning of spring quarter this year, I'm an EE Nerd, I was at 153 pounds. I knew my life was changing when I looked in the mirror at the gym and I didn't recognize myself, it was my face, but noway was that my body! I'm 6' tall with a 42" chest and 32 inch waist, short hair and blue eyes. My life has really changed!

I decided to celebrate my new body by buying a few new cloths to show it off, which being a student, translated to a couple new tee-shirts. Usually I buy baggy loose fitting shirts so I don't show off my man-boobs, but those are long gone, replaced by a nice muscled chest and the hint of abs showing through. So I decided to get a size large and let it stretch a bit.

I put on one of the shirts the next day and it was like I was walking around naked. It felt so strange, and people were looking at me... girls were actually looking... AT ME!

About half way down the hill to my car, I walked past a gorgeous short haired brunette. I had to get a look at her ass walking up the hill, so I turned around to catch the view. There she was, but she was standing facing me. I had caught her staring at my ass! She didn't turn away. I didn't know what to do, so I walked up to her, and no way I could actually talk to her. I am sure all I would do is stammer uncontrollably. I decided to just go for it, so I took a deep breath and walked right up to her, gave her a firm embrace, laid her back a bit, and planted my best kiss on her lips.

She didn't struggle to get away or yell, "Get off me freak!" So I brought her back up to her feet and told her: "Food court 8:00." Then just turned and walked away. My mind was racing, my hands trembling, weak kneed; I was lucky I didn't fall down the stairs and kill myself. I had to sit in my car for over a half hour before I thought it might be safe to drive!

Now I really didn't know what to do. At the food court nerdy me would show up, and she would know as soon as I opened my mouth that I was no "Don Juan", and run away screaming from super geek. So I paid my sister and one of her friends 20 bucks to meet me there and sit around talking for a while before gorgeous girl showed up--like she even would, but just in case.

I met my sister and her friend at the mall, both of them are a couple years older than me, blonde and athletic figures. We were having a good time and I'd actually forgotten about gorgeous girl showing up when I felt a touch on my shoulder and a soft, "Hey." from behind my back. I stood up and said hi, took her hands and gave her a quick little kiss on the lips. I introduced my sister and her friend as, "Gene and Sandi", a couple "old friends" I'd ran into at the mall, then excused ourselves and went on our way to another of the mall food vendors.

Our "date" went well, and I ended up taking Cathy home, which turned out to be about 2 blocks off campus. By this time I'm almost a mental case thinking Cathy was, at any second of the date, going tell me to get lost and she'd didn't have time for a looser like me. She didn't though and she ended up inviting me in.

First time I'd ever been in a girl's apartment. At least first time not doing her home work or setting up her computer. She gave me a soda and told me she'd be back in a sec. She came back in this see though thing, I don't even know what it's called, that was barely reached to her matching see through panty.

I am so glad she didn't have talking in mind, because there was no way I could talk when I saw her in that. She sat on my lap and we started kissing. I blew my first load into my pants shortly after she sat on my lap. I tried to show some restraint, but all my birthday wishes since I was 12 was sitting in my lap right there and then! I literally ripped her top off while trying to undo the clasps and I'm afraid that panty is unrepairable too. It felt like my erection was going to rip though my jeans when my hands grabbed her soft tits.

She undid my jeans and I pushed her over an arm of the couch. When I dropped my pants and boxers, she smiled and told me, "I'm safe." That's all it took. I drove my cock deep into her sweet pussy and I was pumping my load into her before I could draw back out. I just kept fucking. My cum was running down the side, when I felt the greatest thing in the world--her pussy started grabbing my cock and she began moaning like crazy. She was cumming too! I shot into her again.

I eased out of her and let her back up. She went down to her knees and started sucking my cock. She had me stiff again in no time. She started gently squeezing my balls and digging her nails into my buttocks, telling me, "Give it to me baby, give it to me..." I blew another load into her mouth and throat.

After that we laid on her couch watching late night and NetFlix, and eventually made it to her bed to fuck all over again. Turns out she's a "bad girl" and likes to be spanked.

I'm not a hard body yet, but I'm getting there. I am a totally different person now that I look like that guy I've always wanted to be. I feel good, I look, good, people want to know me, and girls want me to be around them and with them. I still have lapses back to pitiful me thinking, but instead of reaching for the chocolate cake and beer, I dig out my wallet and look at the shot of Cathy in her "bikini" and if that's not enough, I dig the one out from underneath it--one of Cathy and not her bikini, then all I want is another good fuck.