They knew all my vital stats. I had know idea what was happening there. 34B-24-36 were exactly my stats. I was pretty famous for my round huge butt an...d perfect curves, which I never liked. My friends use to tease me saying that I had the perfect body for any guy to die for but I looked too innocent.Few girls were even jealous of me. They also like the little amount of fat near my tummy area. As I studied in a girls college, I had many nicknames. Thunder thighs, curvy bitch, solid booty, snow. I said ok and started to enter her. She spread her legs and I entered her slowly … After a few slow strokes, I started pumping her like mad. After about 5-6 mins, I asked her to change the position she said which one, I replied doggy. She got on her elbows and legs and pushed her pussy towards me. I entered her from behind holding her hips with one hand and fondling her hanging breasts with the other. I pumped her for some 4-5 mins, and she said lets get back to missionary position. I said ok.. As would be the pattern throughout my life, each 'relationship' was a learning experience. Sometime in grammar school I found myself quite attracted to a young lady I shared a class with. Again, it was a somewhat non-sexual sort of attraction as I recall, though I found myself quite captivated by her beauty. One thing I learned during this period of time is to never let your fellow classmates know who you find attractive as they will abuse you in ways you never could have imagined. Fifth grade. "Yes, I and my cutie had been over the subject of offspring. She was for it. So was I. We even discussed when such a thing would happen, and had decided that she would get pregnant after she's been out of college a year. "And we'll do honor to our parents if we can do as good as they did with us," she'd said.When I recounted that conversation to Dad, I think he had a catch in his voice. "Son, she sure sounds like a good one."And so far, so good. Now we were going to see how we liked working.