The Beautiful Girl With a Big Surprise

During my time as a student, I was a student ambassador and was involved in many aspects of student life, including helping others from time to time. When I left university, I stayed locally and was offered the chance to become a student councillor. They sent me on some courses and gave me an office (broom cupboard) to work from.

Most of the students that came to see me were freshers. Contrary to popular belief, most students arrive at university as virgins and suddenly have the opportunity for sex at every turn. Many were worried about having sex, others needed hep with birth control, some had feelings of guilt or anxiety etc.

One day Ruth walked into my office. As soon as I saw her, I couldn't help but let out a little gasp. She is probably the most naturally beautiful person I had ever seen. Sure, I've seen beautiful people before but they always needed a bit of a helping hand from make up. Ruth wore no make up. She's from a little village in County Offaly in Ireland and speaks with a strong Irish accent, English being her second language.

She has the most striking flame red hair, a true Celt! Piercing green eyes with red lashes and brows and pale skin sprinkled with freckles across her cheeks and nose. Ruth was having hang ups and confidence issues and was missing home, family etc, and from what I could tell most of her insecurities were because she was bullied at school (a devout catholic college) and my guess is that it was pure jealousy on the part of the other girls that she should be so beautiful.

Over a few weeks we got on so well we decided to drop the councillor/client relationship and simply become mates and we went for a drink or night out from time to time, enjoying each other's company but nothing more.

One night, I was settling down for the night with a glass of wine when my phone rang. It was Ruth sounding a little upset and asking to come over. Of course I said yes and before long she was at my door with those beautiful green eyes making me melt.

“Pour me a glass, would you,” she said, pushing past me into my lounge.

“What's up?” I asked, handing her a glass.

She was on the edge of tears.

“You know that guy I told you about, Richard. Well I went on a date with him earlier and it didn't go well.”

“What happened?”

“Well, we went for a drink and afterwards, we got a bit heavy in his car. Did I ever tell you that I've never had a dick in my hand before?”

I guessed as much because she had told me she was a good Irish virgin. She went on.

“We were snogging and he pulled his zipper down and pulled it out and put my hand on it. It was all hot and throbby and I was really getting very wet. I never realised how big these things are!”

“Yes,” I said. “I remember my first time with one in my hand thinking this will never fit!”

Ruth went on.

“He reached across and I let him push his hand into my panties. I really wanted him to give me a good fingering but he pulled his hand out like it was on fire calling me a freak. He dropped me home and drove off.”

“What??!! Why? You're beautiful. Any guy would die for a date with you. Especially if you end up in bed.”

“I think I know why,” she said quietly.

“Why?” I asked.

“If I tell you, promise you won't judge me.”

“It's a deal.”

A hesitation, then quietly... “I'm a little different “down there”, if you know what I mean.” She said this with the fingers in the air speech marks to emphasise the point.

“No I don't know what you mean.”

“I don't want to be called a freak. Please tell me I'm not. Would you be offended if I showed you?”

“No.” I said, quivering inside and wondering where this was going.

She stood up and dropped her jeans and panties to her knees before sitting down again on my couch. What she showed me was a full bush of fiery ginger pubic hair. I could see she had quite a chunky set of pussy lips down there buried in all that hair but that's not so unusual. It was enough to get my pussy gushing.

“Everything looks pretty normal to me,” I said, trying to act normally despite having the most beautiful girl in the world showing me her full bush and pussy.

“Well, that's not all. I can show you but you will have to help me out by, erm, letting me see yours,” she said nervously.

“Err. OK.” Worried about what a sticky mess I was in my pants.

I stood up and dropped my sweat pants and panties to my knees and sat opposite her.

“You're beautiful,” she said. Then I saw it...

Ruth was staring at my pussy and emerging from her pubic bush was the biggest clitoris I had ever seen. It looked like mount Everest poking out from beneath a ginger cloud. It was as big as my little finger and resembled a little dick complete with foreskin and angry purple head.

Almost lost for words, all I could say was “Oh... I see.”

“Did you ever get aroused when you were in the changing rooms at school after games?” She asked.

“Yes, of course,” I replied.

“But it's hard for others to see that with you, right?” she said.

“Right. Unless they looked very closely.”

“Well this always happened to me and I got teased relentlessly. That's why seeing your pussy did this to me.” she replied, flicking her little Everest from side to side.

It made me think of what my little brother told me once. That in the school changing rooms and showers, there was always one boy who would get an erection and that set all of the other boys off so that the whole changing room was full of bouncing hard cocks. Poor Ruth. If I'd have been in her changing rooms and saw her massive clit, I would have been wet as hell, like now.

“Feeling that cock earlier and now seeing you has got me really turned on and I need to masturbate or I'll go mad, do you mind?” she asked. I got up to leave her to it.

“No, please stay, I need to see you beautiful pussy,” she begged.

“OK.” I pulled a chair up and sat on it next to her so she had a good look at my pussy as she started to rub the “foreskin” of her little prick up and down. I could see her chunky pussy lips were swollen and open wide and poking out from their cloud of hair. Creamy white juices were oozing out of her hole, which she dipped a finger into and spread it around her clit.

I had never imagined having a big clit or how you would work it but Ruth simply rubbed the hood up and down just like a guy would with his cock.

By now, I could feel my own juices flooding out onto the chair. I had to get a closer look.

I crouched down on the floor between her legs.

“Can I touch it?” I asked tentatively.

“Yes!! Please!!”

I reached out and held the little cock between my thumb and first two fingers. I lingered, feeling its hardness and warmth. I started to rub it up and down as she had done. I slipped a finger into her gaping hole. There was a puddle forming under her on the chair. My fingers squelched as they entered her and meanwhile my other hand was working away at the little cock.

Ruth's breathing was getting heavier and her beautiful freckled face was getting very flushed. She was close to cumming.

“What would you like me to do?” I asked.

“Pinch the end, pinch the end!!” Up till now I had simply been stroking up and down just like I would do for a guy.

I did as I was told and pinched the bulbous head of her clit which was looking very purple and angry now.

Ruth was writhing around in front of me as I pinched the head of her clit in a sort of throbbing action, squeezing and then releasing and still with two of my fingers in her hole.

“Oh my god, it's coming, it's coming!!”

Ruth thrust her hips up towards my face as the first waves of her orgasm came over her. Her little dick was right in front of my face and before I knew it, I had clamped my mouth around it. I could feel it lurch and throb with each wave of her orgasm and when she realised I had it in my mouth, another wave of orgasms washed over her.

Feeling this extraordinary clit throbbing angrily in my mouth with ginger pubes tickling my cheeks was too much for me and I came hard.

That night Ruth and spent hours exploring that huge clit. I even let her “fuck” me with it and it was surprising to me how far she could enter me but best of all was having a 69 with her.

Ruth says that she is not gay or even bi but that night was a release for her, having her first and only sexual encounter so far. She says that that night showed her that her freaky big clit is beautiful and that she should be proud of it.

Meanwhile, all I can think of is her beautiful freckled face as she orgasmed at my hands (and mouth) and that big clit sticking up above its ginger cloud.