Claire crossed the room to where the couple were fucking on the couch. Claire was a muscular girl, some would say too muscular. She had black hair and big fake tits. Her abs were cut and she had a large clit that slightly protruded from under its hood. Her legs were thick and strong. She had a cruel mouth and a classical, Roman nose.
“Damn, that looks good.” She said. “Look at those fat tits bounce.”
The man was fucking the woman face to face and Claire stooped to lick the sweat off his hairy nipples as she went to her knees on the floor and took one of the woman’s heavy legs. The man was of medium height with a stocky build and was about forty-five years of age. He had a long, ratty goatee and a shaved head. Hair grew across his shoulders and the top of his back and on his chest and down over his slight beer gut. His penis was of average length, but was fat and ugly with protruding veins and a broad, brutal head.
“Oh! It’s up her ass! It’s totally up her fucking ass!” Claire said.
Looking down she could see his cock sliding in and out of the woman’s asshole. A lather of sweat and juice had gathered at the base of his dick.
“What’s this one’s name, Hank?” She asked.
“I don’t know. I found her walking around downtown with half her ass and tits hanging out.” He said as he slammed against the woman.
Claire could hear their bodies slapping together. She looked up the woman’s thick, chubby body and past her huge, jiggling breasts to her face. She was incredibly whorish with fat, dick sucking lips covered in black lipstick and a slightly upturned nose and long lashes on her closed eyes. Her red hair was sweat-soaked and slick against her head and face. Her breath was ragged as she fucked back on the cock that split her asshole. Claire slapped her tits until she opened her eyes.
“What’s your name you silly cunt?” Claire asked.
“Brenda.” The woman said.
“That’s a stupid, whore name.” Claire said. “I think I’ll spit on you.”
She leaned down until her face hovered over Brenda’s.
“Open your mouth, whore.”
Brenda parted her fat lips and opened her mouth, strings of saliva webbed across her teeth. She grunted as she fucked.
“You nasty piggie,” Claire said.
She put her fingers into her mouth and thrust them to the back of her throat until she gagged and coughed up a mouthful of thick slime. She reached down and fish-hooked Brenda’s mouth open painfully wide and spat the whole viscous wad into her mouth where it slapped across her teeth and drooled to the back of her throat. Brenda choked and some of it sprayed out of her mouth and landed in big, cum-like drops on her face.
“Swallow it.” Claire said.
She looked into the woman’s eyes as she closed her mouth and sent the stuff down. She closed her hand around Brenda’s throat and shook the woman’s head.
“You’ve got a fat little neck, whore.” She said. “You’re quite a little chub. Not fat, but a nice little thick whore.”
She drooled more spit down onto her face.
“Aren’t you?” Claire asked.
Claire looked back down between Brenda’s thick legs and watched Hank’s dick going up her asshole.
“Christ, you’re really ruining her ass! Is it tight?”
“It was but it’s loosening up good.” Hank said. “Wanna see?”
“Yes!” Claire hissed.
Hank slammed his dick in two more times and moved his hands under Brenda’s legs and spread her big ass cheeks as far as he could. He pulled his cock out of her ass and Claire could see the ring of Brenda’s asshole gaping open. A strand of juice stretched from the lip of her slack ring and connected the mess with the head of Hank’s throbbing cock where it hung from his leaking piss slit. She could see into the wide, yawning hole.
“Look inside her ass.” He said.
“Oh, I am. Put it back in and rip that fuck hole up until it gapes wider.”
Hank inched forward and put the head of his dick up to the opening of the hole. Half the head poked inside without touching the sides of her rectum.
“Check it out. Her asshole is opened up bigger than my dick head!” Hank laughed.
“Good, use her fucking ass until it’s so wallowed out of shape it’ll never be right again.”
Claire looked back into Brenda’s eyes. Then she put her muscular leg over Brenda’s soft belly and sat on her with her back to Hank and the chubby girl’s tits against her mons and rubbing against her clit as they flopped around.
“You like your butt fucked out, whore?” She asked, leaning forward with her hard hands planted on Brenda’s soft shoulders. Her triceps bulged out behind her arms as she pushed down on the girl.
Brenda gasped and licked her lips.
“Want some more spit?” Claire asked.
Brenda nodded and opened her mouth and Claire hawked up a blob and spat it forcefully into her mouth. Some went in and some landed across the girl’s lips and cheek.
“Do you like to be used?” Claire asked.
“Yes.” Brenda said.
“Do you like to have your butt hole fucked open?”
“What do you want him to do to it?”
“Make it sloppy.”
“Ha ha ha!” Claire laughed. She bent and kissed Brenda on the lips. “How sloppy?”
“Until it’s wrecked.” She said.
“Until it hurts to shit?”
“Say it.” Claire said.
“Until it’s fucking open and sloppy and hurts to shit.”
“You love it in the ass, huh?”
“You like your butt hole blasted open?”
Claire was humping Brenda’s tits. Her blood engorged clit sticking out and throbbing as the large globes slapped it again and again.
“You like to be hurt?”
“He’s hurting your little shit hole?”
“I don’t think it’s so little anymore.”
“I hope not.”
Claire laughed and slapped Brenda across the face.
“You like your asshole hanging open?”
“Yes.” Brenda grunted and gasped at Claire slapped her again.
“Do you like to suck cocks out of it?”
“Right out of your fucking open ass?”
“You nasty cunt! What if it’s dirty?”
“I hope it is.”
“You wanna eat a fat dick right out of your dirty ass?”
“Please let me eat it out of my ass.” Brenda said.
Claire dismounted the girl and fell to her knees again.
“Gape her, Hank.”
Hank stretched Brenda’s buttocks apart again and pulled his cock out. It sucked out covered in sweat and the juices of her ass. Her asshole was even bigger and the tender flesh just inside was red. Claire pulled her off the couch by her arms and Hank stood up as Brenda opened her mouth and his dick jumped and throbbed in front of the open mouth-hole.
“Smell it?” Claire asked.
Hank could feel Brenda’s breath over the head of his cock.
“What’s it smell like?”
“Like cock and ass.”
“Gag on that ass-cock, cunt!” Claire said as she pushed on Hank’s furry ass and his cock fed into Brenda’s mouth. Hank shoved it all the way in and Brenda choked.
“Fuck her mouth like an ass.” Claire said.
She reached under Brenda’s chin and squeezed Hank’s balls. She put her face down close to the action and held Brenda’s head in place with her other hand as he went in and out. Every time the cock slipped back out of her throat Brenda coughed and swallowed the spit and mucous it had churned up in her throat. Then the cock plunged in again, gagging her. She sucked as hard as she could. Claire took her hand away from Hank’s nuts and began to rub her hard fingers against Brenda’s clit. She stuck her fingers in the girl’s cunt and ground her thumb into her clit and Brenda began to fuck back onto her hand.
“I think the whore’s gonna cum.” She told Hank.
“She’s been a good whore.”
He pulled out and strings of saliva and throat slime spilled from Brenda’s mouth and she gagged and coughed and the ribbons of slime whipped around and clung in strands from her face and drooled down and off of her chin in sticky, wagging lines that pooled on her fat tits. She gasped and looked over at Claire as she sucked the mess back up and swallowed it.
“Jesus Christ! Whatta whore.” Hank said. Claire laughed.
“You just found her walking around down town?” She asked.
“Yeah.” He said.
“Oh my god! What a good girl! Beat your dick on her face.”
Hank slapped his veiny rod across her face and lifted it and wiped his sweaty sack on her nose and lips.
“What were you doing walking around down town?” Claire asked.
“I just wanted to be picked up and used.”
“Oh, my!” Claire worked the girl’s cunt and clit over and Brenda started bouncing up and down.
“She’s great.” Hank said. He rubbed the head of his dick against the lids of the girl’s closed eyes, occasionally dipping it in and out of her open mouth.
“What do you want done to you?” Claire asked.
“I wanted my ass blown out and cum fed to me.”
“You’re a gross little freak, huh?”
“Did you like Hank in your ass?”
“Did he rape it out?”
“Yeeeeees.” She was getting close to cumming and her pussy smacked and juiced against Claire’s hand. Claire put her other hand on her own clit and rubbed and pulled it.
“He fucking raped out my fucking ass!”
“Now suck his nuts and cum on my hand.”
Hank dipped his sack into Brenda’s mouth and sagged against her face as she slurped on it. Claire worked up a froth jilling her hand on the girl’s pussy. Brenda bounced hard against it and keened around the nuts in her mouth. Her thighs trembled and she ground herself against Claire’s hand as she came, grunting like a pig as webs of girl cum sloshed around Claire’s hand.
“Damn, she almost inhaled my balls when she came!” Hank said.
Claire stood up next to Hank and they looked down where Brenda sat on her heels trying to catch her breath and recover. The girl was a mess. Claire’s clit was throbbing and her pussy had juiced down her thigh from where she had jilled herself. She slapped her pussy and clit as she brought the hand she had used to make Brenda cum up so they could all look at it. She spread her fingers. Her hand was sloppy to the wrist and webs of fluid connected her fingers and great dollops of thick cunt juice wobbled on the back of her hand.
“Look at that!” She said.
She whipped her hand forward toward Brenda’s face and the cream detached and strung from her hand and fingers and the lumps of cunt slop splattered across Brenda’s face and beaded on her cheeks and lips in places and in others it ran down to hang from her chin.
Claire continued to maul her pussy with one hand and she reached up and slapped her fake tits and watched them jump around.
“Get down on your knees, Hank.” She said.
He went to his knees in front of Brenda as Claire stood over them. She put her hand on the back of his head and pushed him forward.
“Eat all that shit off her face.”
“You filthy cunt.” Hank said as he leaned in and laid his long tongue against the side of Brenda’s face, taking her head between his hands and swiping his tongue down, across her lips and chin and sucked up the juice and globs.
“Show me.” Claire said.
Hank looked up and opened his mouth and she could see the goo on his teeth and clump on his tongue. She leaned down and spat into his mouth and watched her saliva land on top of the mess on his tongue and run back into his throat.
Hank gulped the spit and girl-juice down and beat his cock as he did it. Brenda was watching in fascination and pinching her large, saucer sized nipples as her huge tits sagged against her chest. Claire pushed the two of them apart and stepped forward and squatted and set her cunt down hard on Brenda’s face. Her clit lay against the girl’s nose.
“You like to eat cunt?”
Claire bounced a little and her pussy smacked against Brenda’s face wetly.
“Suck my clit like a little dick.”
Brenda stuck her tongue out and slithered it around Claire’s protruding clit and noisily sucked on it. Hank stood and jacked his dick as he ran his other hand over Claire’s biceps and shoulders. He moved it up to her face and to her mouth.
“Gag me with your fingers,” Claire said.
She opened her mouth wide and stuck her five-inch tongue out and curled it around and between his fingers as he began to push them into her mouth.
“Come on, slut, let me hear some noise.” He said.
He pushed his fingers farther back and her tongue was trapped between his hand and her distended lips. He pumped his hand in and she retched. A loud, rude sound from deep within her. He could see her throat convulse and she gagged and coughed around his fingers. He removed his hand and she hawked the saliva and mucous into her mouth. Both of her hands were on Brenda’s head and she fucked against the girl’s face. Brenda’s hands were wrapped around Claire’s legs and clutched the round globes of her ass. She opened and closed the cheeks and kneaded them.
“Did you cough it all up?” Hank asked.
He could see that Claire’s mouth was full. She nodded.
“Gag it out on my dick.”
She leaned and he saw her throat convulse again and her mouth opened and she retched a mouthful of snotty spit that fell on his cock and ran over his hand and under to his balls and off onto the floor. She choked up another thick glob of mucous and drooled it down from her long tongue that almost touched his cock directly onto the head and shaft of his ugly dick. His hand beat it and loud sounds of suction and wetness slobbered around it.
“That was good.” Claire said hoarsely.
“You going to cum on the whore’s face?” Hank asked.
“I want her to eat out my ass first.”
She dismounted Brenda’s head. The girl’s face was plastered and glazed with viscous slop from Claire’s box.
“You like to suck shit holes?” Hank asked her.
“I’ve never done it before.”
“Lay down, cunt.”
Brenda stretched out onto her back, both of her hands on her cunt, rubbing. Claire crouched and straddled her face and Hank went to his knees behind her and stretched open the muscular cheeks of her ass. Brenda could see the lips of the woman’s leaking cunt above her and also the dark, crinkled bud of her asshole. She could smell the musk of her crack and see the sheen of sweat that covered it. The asshole winked and pulsed as Brenda brought her mouth up to it. She put out her tongue and lapped the butt hole and dug the tip into the tiny opening. She tasted the salt from the sweat and the dank taste of ass. She sucked on it and pushed her tongue in. She brought her thumb to her mouth and sucked on it to get it wet and then probed against the tight hole as she tongued it.
“She’s a liar.” Claire said. “She’s eaten ass before.”
“She’s good?” Hank asked.
“Yeah, she’s getting her tongue in and her thumb is about to slip in, too.”
“Do you want her to play around in your ass?”
“I want her to fucking eat it.”
“Hold yourself open.” Hank said.
Claire brought her hands around and spread her butt open. She pushed down against Brenda’s tongue and thumb and felt them both slip in and spread her. Brenda breathed in the odor and slobbered over and into the hole and dug into it with her tongue, the bitter taste made her cum again.
Hank came around and stood over Brenda’s body and faced Claire.
“You want to suck some cock?”
She smiled. “I love the cock.”
He put his thumbs in her mouth and stretched it open. Her tongue unfolded and ran around her lips and his thumbs and then she stretched it out and touched the bottom of his cock head. He pushed into her mouth. Her tongue felt along the underside of him until she could lick his balls. He pushed in as far as he could until her overly large nose pressed against the base of his belly under his gut. She didn’t suck yet, just left her mouth hanging and stretched open as he worked his dick around inside of her mouth. He pushed his cock head against her cheek until it bulged out, then he swept it across her tongue and pressed it into the other side of her mouth and pushed out her cheek in that direction.
“You are such a good slut.” He said. “Let me just used your mouth to jerk off in.”
He took one hand away from her face and stroked the base of his dick, holding one side of her mouth stretched open with his other hand. He wagged his dick around in the warmth and wet of her mouth as she kept her tongue stretched out and slithering over his nuts. He jacked off and pushed her cheeks out and his cock drooled fluid. He pulled out and wiped it over her big nose and around on her face. She pulled her tongue back and wrapped it around his cock where it almost went halfway.
“Suck now,” Hank said as he slammed his cock back into her mouth and began to fuck her face.
Brenda now had both of her thumbs and an inch of her tongue up Claire’s ass. She stopped to spit up into the hole and onto her thumbs and went back in. She gobbled and tongued and pulled Claire’s asshole open. She could see the pink flesh inside the woman’s rectum and washed it with her tongue, rimming it and tasting the inside of the hole.
Hank pulled his dick out of Claire’s mouth and spat into it. She swirled the saliva and drank it.
“Cunt,” He said, spitting into her face-hole again.
She spat it back onto his cock and jacked him off, rubbing her nose all over the head.
“You haven’t cum yet.” She said.
“I don’t want to yet. It’s really gonna be a lot when I do. Why don’t you 69 with the whore and let me fuck your ass open?”
Claire laughed and repositioned herself on top of the girl. Brenda was sad to see her asshole lift away but became excited when Hank came around and went to his knees and put his dickhead against Claire’s ass and pushed it right in. Spit squeezed out around his dick and dripped onto her face.
“Get that whore-hole sloppy and make her eat the inside of it.” Claire said.
She spread Brenda’s pussy folds open and started sucking on her.
Hank had his cock in balls deep and his sack tea-bagged down across Brenda’s eyes. He stroked in twice, hard, and pulled his cock out to take a look at Claire’s asshole. It closed up as he pulled out.
“Not there yet.” He said.
He kept sticking his cock in, going balls deep, and pulling out over and over. Her ass-ring began to close more sluggishly. He sawed in and out and fucked her ass deep for a couple of minutes before he pulled out again. Her ass stayed open slightly.
The two women ate each other with sloppy noises and Claire went in and dug so deep her nose pressed into Brenda’s ass. The girl’s butt hole was still open somewhat and Claire nose-fucked it. Brenda was sucking Claire’s long, fat clit and then slurping juice out of her hole.
Claire could feel her ass stretching out. Hank had hurt it at first, but she liked that. She was sorry when the pain went. His cock pounded into her and it felt as if she had to take a shit. He pulled out to look at her asshole and she felt the cool air on her ring as the heat of his dick left her. She knew she would cum soon. She lifted her head.
“How does it look?” She asked.
“It’s hanging open about an inch.”
“Get back in and ruin it.”
He stuck the end of his cock back into her gape and ran his length back up into her guts. He spread her ass open and leaned over her back so he could fuck it harder. He buried his dick over and over as hard as he could.
“Fuck it up!” Claire said. “Beat it the fuck up.”
He ripped his cock out and looked. Her hole was open wide, the tender flesh of her inner ring was raw and he could look into her bowels. He jammed his cock back in and reamed it around with circular thrusts. When he pulled it out next the hole yawned open an inch and a half. He ducked down and spit into the hole and his saliva flew in and disappeared into the dark. He put his fingers into his mouth and down his throat and gagged up a nice mouthful of slime and spat it up her hole, then he blasted his dick in again.
“Rape that hole open!” Claire said as she fucked back onto him.
The muscles of her back were bunched and thick. She began to cum and fucked down onto Brenda’s face. She moaned and her cunt drooled juice.
RECAP: I’m staying with my Mom’s Best friend while she’s away on vacation, and we’ve ended up in a strange sexual relationship which is in jeopardy of being exposed by her shrewish bitch of a daughter … Tina, my Arch-enemy of sorts.
“GET YOUR FUCKING CLOTHES ON BOY!! IT’S MY DAUGHTER TINA!!”
I’m jarred out of a blissful sleep by Etta’s panicked screeching. My heart skips a few beats as I realize that the whole of the home is inundated with the sound of someone screaming and banging on the door … Etta’s Daughter Tina.
My pants suddenly hit me in the face, tossed at blinding speed by Etta.
“HURRY UP!! SHE GONNA BE THROUGH THAT DOOR IN A MINUTE AND I REALLY DON’T NEED THIS SHIT!!
And with that, Etta was off down the hall, her footsteps magnified in thunderous impacts.
I didn’t know what to do; I began trembling nervously and dropped my pants on the hard wood floor several times.
“OPEN THE FUCKING DOOR MOTHER!!” Her fists were shaking the front door and I could hear the large glass window in the living room vibrating from the impact.
“I’M COMING GIRL!!” Etta called out to her offspring sounding half panicked.
I was flooded with fear and for some stupid ass reason; I scrambled under Etta’s bed, pants in hand along with the remnants of my wardrobe. I just got caught by surprise. Everyone’s had a moment like that where something jumped out at you or wasn’t there when you expected it to be and shocked the shit out of you.
The hard wood floor cut into my belly and I was sure I had a splinter in one of my balls. I heard Etta fumble with the lock on the front door before finally opening it. The door swung open with a loud thud as it hit the wall. In my mind’s eye I saw Tina shove the door open with a swipe of her arm. I didn’t know what to do as I was now stuck under Etta’s bed in a seriously conspicuous state of undress.
‘WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON-MOTHER?!! WHY AREN’T YOU DRESSED?!! IT’S ONE THIRTY IN THE AFTERNOON!!” Tina demanded answers and I actually heard Etta stutter through an improvised lie. I couldn’t believe Tina had that kind of pull over her own mother. If I tried something like that with my own mom, I’d be knocked into next week.
I heard Tina stomping around the house and upsetting things in her wake.
“OH, I KNOW WHAT’S GOING ON!! … Is Gene over here again mother? I swear you two are like fucking goats sometimes.”
I didn’t hear Etta’s response, but I did hear a lot of scuffling and shoving in the hallway. It sounded like a fight as I fumbled around under Etta’s bed finally managing to pull my pants (sans underwear) on. I followed this with an extremely difficult maneuver pulling my t-shirt on and scratching my elbows up in the process.
The scuffling seemed to be moving away from my general direction and I took this moment to slide out from under the bed and step into the hallway.
When I stepped into the hallway outside of Etta’s bedroom, I saw Etta’s half-dressed form draped over what I assumed to be Tina. Her big, juicy ass cheeks were exposed from her struggle with her daughter. I cautiously walked up to the two women …
… Etta had Tina in a choke hold. She was covered in sweat and struggling mightily to keep her daughter under control. I didn’t know what to do; I just knew that what I was seeing was … fucked up.
“ETTA!!!” I suddenly found myself screaming.
The sound of my voice appeared to jar Etta out of the violence induced frenzy brought on by her daughter’s sudden explosive appearance. Tina scrambled away from her mother loudly clearing her throat. When she finally regarded me, here was stinging hatred in her voice.
“What the hell are you doing here in my house?” Tina demanded.
It had been a couple of years since I had last laid unfortunate eyes on Tina. Her face had remained much the same, nearly devoid of features in its abject darkness of complexion, she still had the same piercing brown eyes and pronounced overbite. Her dark stringy, oily looking hair hung partially in front of her face from the struggle with her mother and she was breathing loudly.
Here was something different about her. I just didn’t know what it was yet.
“He’s staying with us for the week. His mom’s on vacation and I promised to do her this one favor.” Etta explained in an exasperated tone.
“Oh, that just GREAT!! Fucking nerd shit for a whole week!! THANKS MOM!!” Tina folded her arms across her chest.
She was wearing a white long sleeved shirt that had a thin hoodie attached at the shoulders. She was also wearing some form fitting guess jeans and a pair of shell toe Adidas.
I was more than a little offended by her attitude, I felt that she was woefully misinformed … “I”- was supposed to be the one with the attitude.
She was the annoying bitch of a daughter who was beating on the door while I had been having one of the greatest days of my young life fooling around- with her mother no less.
I flipped Tina off.
Tina responded by kicking me in the abdomen with one of her patented sidekicks. I was thrown off balance and found myself rolling across the living room floor. Etta grabbed Tina’s arm and the two began to struggle once more when the bell rung.
… I t was Gene with a bouquet of flowers and an awkward expression on his face.
Gene had come over to weasel his way back into Etta’s good graces and more than likely her monstrous ass. He didn’t blink at the disastrous scene before him and went immediately into his lovable rouge routine.
Strangely enough, Tina seemed to like him and he even placed his arms around both of them drawing them close to him. The man had to be the fucking Pied Piper of got-damn Hamlin or something the way he charmed those women and was off with Etta to the confines of her bedroom in moments.
Guess she just forgot about how I’d corn holed the shit out of her sphincter earlier this afternoon.
“Yeah Gene ole’ boy … I got her started for you.” I thought spitefully and in moments I was more than a little bothered by a twinge of jealousy that ran through my body. I could actually hear the bed squeaking moments after they entered the room.
“What’s your problem? You wanna watch or something?!!” I’d forgot that Tina was standing in front of me. I’d been blankly staring at Etta’s door and I was sure my “Private Lessons” moment had expired.
Remembering how I’d rolled across the carpet after receiving a vicious side kick from Tina, I opted to leave the room.
“Better run pussy.” I heard Tina growl as I walked down the hall and entered the room I had picked for myself. I really felt like getting a baseball bat and scrambling her fucking brains all over the carpet. I smiled at the thought but then worried what would happen if she didn’t die.
At that thought, I got up from my bed and locked the door to my room.
I was laying on my bed lost deep in thought when there was a loud knock at my door.
It was Etta.
She was dressed in a flower print sundress. Etta explained that Gene was taking her out to dinner and that she had talked to Tina about being a little nicer to me (Fat chance-oh yeah and by the way … thanks for the further emasculation bitch.).
“Don’t’ worry boy. She ain’t gonna do nothing to you while I’m out okay?”
Her tone wasn’t reassuring and neither was the bullshit expression on her face. It reminded me of this stupid ass white guy I’d seen on television one time. He was in big trouble with the government.-What was his name? Ollie? Oliver North? Whatever.
I decided to test the waters and reached behind Etta grabbing a handful of her monstrous ass. I was heartened as I saw her eyes flutter a bit and continued kneading her rump.
“Come on baby, you can’t do that now.” I didn’t listen as my fingers dug deep into the crack of her ass through the flimsy material. If she let me have my way, I was gonna finger her right there against the wall of my room. The door was still open and I didn’t give a fuck.
I wanted to seduce her.
I wanted to control this woman.
I wanted to dominate her.
“Come on now … Stop. You got some kind of devil in you boy.” My other hand had found her crotch and I was rubbing four of my fingers against her heated slit. I could feel her panties starting to soak, even through the rayon like material.
Her breath was beginning to get hoarse and her breathing was becoming audible. I considered pulling one of her huge tits free from the V-neck of her frock. I stuck my head out in the hallway to make sure the coast was clear all the while continuing my attempted ravaging of Etta via my fingertips.
Etta took this slightest of moments to extract my fingers from her delicate parts with a fraction of her considerable strength. She stared back at me as she walked down the hall stuffing an errant breast back into place.
I was stoked because I knew I could get her to “play” with me again.
“Fuck Gene.” My Id hollered in triumph. My contempt for Etta’s wayward boyfriend was palpable. I knew if I continued my activities, I would eventually fuck Etta.
The question posed however was… “Did I REALLY want to FUCK my MOM’S BEST FRIEND?”
Even though I had fucked the crap out of Etta’s prodigious backside, she hadn’t allowed me to penetrate her vaginally and to date … I hadn’t been with a woman in that manner. I lay in my bed wondering for who-knows-how long whether or not I was still technically a virgin.
This inner conference was disturbed once again by loud knocking at my door. I figured that Etta had ditched Gene and returned to be ravaged by me.
I opened the door … and found the horrific countenance of Tina staring me in the face.
I considered slamming the door in her face.
She more than likely considered what I’d considered and kicked the door open with her foot.
She looked around as she walked into the room and sat on my bed.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” She demanded.
“Your mom already told you.”
“Your mom already told you.” Tina mimicked my voice in an extremely annoying manner considering her shrill child-like voice already gave me the dry heaves.
The image of a baseball bat slamming into her skull danced once more through my thoughts.
“I don’t like you … I think you should leave.” The threat was clear and concise.
“I really don’t think that’s your decision, now is it Tina?” I sounded like a smart ass and I knew this would probably incur her wrath.
Tina surprised me by smiling, revealing a gleaming white set of horse teeth. She reached down on the floor grabbing my backpack and began to rifle through it. I tried to snatch it away from her and was shoved into the wall.
“What do we have here?” She had my copy of HEAVY METAL. It was a French magazine containing some adult comics and content that I had tricked my inattentive father into buying one fateful Saturday afternoon.
Tina thumbed through the book for a few moments.
“You know, I can make your life a living hell for the rest of the week if I want to.” she coyly threatened.
“Look, I don’t want to be here. I didn’t want to come over here Tina.”
I tried again to snatch the magazine away from her, but was shoved once again into the wall. My manhood was taking a severe beating at the hands of this teen bitch. Stupid logic and testosterone dictated that I take some sort of action.
I clumsily lunged at Tina.
She pivoted on my bed and kicked me square in the chest. All of the air was slow to return to my lungs as she walked laughing out of my room with the rolled up magazine in her grasp.
I locked the door after her and pushed a dresser in front of it for good measure.
Tina was going to be a problem.
I sat on the floor looking around the small room that had suddenly become a makeshift prison. There was a dresser and a small bookshelf with a number of novels. Some of the books had split on the floor. On top of the heap was a classic “Taming of the Shrew”.
Shakespeare had written the book about a man who finds himself stuck in an unwanted marriage to this horrible and incorrigible woman. He had persevered through sheer with and managed to turn things around in his favor.
It gave me ideas.
I chuckled and began to thumb through the book until I passed out on the floor.
I awoke in the middle of the night. Tina’s loud snoring had assisted in jolting me into consciousness and I listened for a few moments before moving the dresser and cautiously venturing into the hallway.
Tina had turned the lights out in the house and I slowly made my way in the dark to the kitchen. I helped myself to a chicken leg as I listened to Tina’s beast like snoring reverberate through the house.
I tiptoed down the hallway and relieved myself in the bathroom. I had to use the bathroom earlier, but felt that jaunting down the hall would have been hazardous to my health if Tina caught me.
I was in heaven as I finally got to relieve myself.
I looked over and suddenly noticed someone staring in my direction from the darkness. I tried to scream but for some reason no sound issued forth from my throat.
Fortunately, it was Etta.
I don’t know how long she was there but she seemed to be out of it.
I figured that she probably had been drinking again and was buzzed out of her mind.
“Oh, hey there … you scared me.” I felt a little nervous as she stepped out of the darkness. Her face was long and drawn in a sad scowl. It looked like Gene had fucked up again somehow.
I was glad.
I know it sounds fucked up but I was glad Etta was going through emotional turmoil for some heartless prick. I mean, didn’t she give birth to the she beast that had been terrorizing me for most of my life? She had left me in the clutches of her psychotic daughter when her “better half” had crooked his little finger.
I was glad.
Etta slipped into the bathroom behind me pulling the door up behind her. I stopped her from closing it completely. I told myself that I wanted to be ready to bolt if Tina should awake.
That was the reason I wanted the door open wasn’t it?
I felt Etta’s chubby fingers close around the length of my cock as I finished relieving myself. Felt her begin to softly stroke my member with slow yet increasing intensity. I felt her lean against my body almost pushing me into the wall. I had to stop myself from falling by placing my palms against the wall.
In short order my cock was fully engorged with blood and withering in the darkness like a thing possessed. I couldn’t take it anymore and turned to face her.
Etta remained silent as she got down on her knees in front of me. Her plump lips found the head of my penis and she began to suck on it in earnest. The sensation was mind blowing as I palmed the sides of her head and pushed my cock further into her mouth.
I began to fuck her mouth causing webs of saliva to run down her chin and into her cleavage. It was disgusting to look at and beautiful at the same time. It was like she didn’t care how her body was being used.
My trembling hands found their way down to her bulging cleavage and freed her bulbous sagging breasts from the stark white brasserie that had so recently caged them. Her Mellon sized tits hung nearly to her navel as I took them into my hands and kneaded them furiously.
Etta held her jugs from the bottom as her head darted back and forth on my penis. I didn’t know how I was keeping myself from cumming as she sucked harder and harder.
She let my cock slip from her tired lips into her saliva coated cleavage and wrapped her pillowy breasts tightly around my cock. She began to rub her slippery tits up and down along the length of my cock. I helped her by pumping my dick deep between her juicy fun bags.
My penis was on fire.
Etta’s gaze traveled back and forth between my cock popping in and out of her cleavage and looking deep into my eyes. It was like she wanted approval or something. I yanked at the shoulders of her sundress pulling it from her shoulders. I heard some of the fabric tear in my careless frenzy to undress this large woman.
I attempted to pull Etta to her feet and found her too heavy for me to move. She obliged me standing as my hands ran over her body.
Tina’s snores still rocked the house as I had my way with her mother.
I found what appeared to be a single large button on the side of Etta’s cheap looking dress and pried it loose from her body.
The dress fell to the bathroom floor in a flimsy sphere around her muscled calves.
I was somewhat forceful as I turned the large woman towards the wall. Etta’s pliability amazed me as I was fully aware that this woman could lay waste to me if she so chose. I don’t know what happened with Gene, but she had almost completely given herself over to me.
I tugged her large stark white panties to the middle of her thighs and spread her dark indigo cheeks with both of my hands.
I shoved my cock deep into Etta’s monstrous ass and began pumping her tight anus furiously. Her heavy breaths became a slight moan as I grabbed her pliant hips and worked my dick deeper into her anal walls. She bent her legs slightly to accommodate me.
Sweat began to pour down my brow and the bathroom heated up like a sauna as the sound of my pelvis slapping against Etta’s fat ass got louder and louder. She was drenched in sweat as well and began to make more audible sounds that sounded to me like light sobbing. I would have stopped but she had begun pushing back on my cock with considerable force.
I could feel the cum gathering at the base of my cock. I was going to climax soon and it felt like I was going to release a gallon of cum deep into her ass.
Etta suddenly reached back and shoved me almost into the wall. My back scrapped the towel rack and I felt her grasp my wrist with considerable force. Before I could protest, she had pulled me out of the bathroom and back down the hall to my room.
Some drops of cum were already leaking from my penis as she shoved me inside my room and cracked the door. She placed her finger over her mouth motioning for me to be quiet.
I looked past Etta into the darkened hallway and saw Tina walking about. She was looking around in the corridor for a few moments before she entered the bathroom. I saw the light suddenly come on in the bathroom.
I could make out Tina standing in the doorway of the bathroom. She was wearing a small pink t-shirt and extremely small matching panties.
… and that’s when I noticed it.
Tina “had” inherited her mother’s backside. She had a very small waist which flared out dramatically into wide arching hips. Her buttocks were not as massive as her mother’s but she made up for it with a pure teardrop shaped ass. Each lovely cheek was almost an entity unto itself fully formed globes that joined together leaving a pronounced camel toe between her legs.
Her legs were long and shapely with succulent thighs and she had definitely inherited the powerful calves of her mother.
I was suddenly conflicted … I HATED Tina with a passion. She had physically dominated and abused me hours earlier and yet, I was beginning to lust after her-all because she had developed a phenomenal ass. That face was still the same- enough to scare Godzilla to death … but the man upstairs had finally delivered her physical dowry.
My penis was fully extended and engorged with blood at the sight of Tina’s big ass.
I hated myself for being so weak.
Suddenly I felt the loving embrace of Etta’s mouth around my cock as I watched Tina pull the tiny panties down across her smooth bubble butt and squat on the toilet.
Etta was giving me another extremely sloppy blowjob as I watched her daughter urinate rather loudly just a few feet down the hallway.
I wanted more from Etta…. More than her puffy lips on my cock, more than her pendulous breasts slapping against my thighs, and a little more than her globe sized ass before me as I pounded her brown eye raw.
There are many ways to make love. Some of us prefer different styles. Different strokes for different folks. Me? I’m into the rough stuff! Most specifically, I like anal sex. All varieties of it fascinate me. There are many men out there who love to anally penetrate their women with their awesome rods of power. It’s a fun experience for both parties when everyone’s needs and expectations are met. Some women like to don strap on dildos and penetrate their men. I’m told that it’s fun for both of them too. See what I mean? To each his or her own. I’m a man with special interests and satisfying my cravings and urges takes up a large percentage of my time. Fortunately, there’s no end to the list of kindred spirits who love my brand of nonstop and passionate lovemaking. I’m talking about all those ladies out there who secretly crave a macho man in the bedroom.
I read somewhere that big women have the tightest assholes in the world. This piqued my curiosity because I am an Anal Sex Connoisseur. The backdoor is my area of expertise. Just call me a Bottom Dweller. Superhero to the butt maniacs out there. So, I decided to test that theory to see if it was true. Oh, in case you’re wondering who I am, the name is Malice Brown. I’m a six-foot-tall, athletic young black man living in Atlanta. These days, I am on vacation and sexing up big beautiful women is my all-consuming hobby. That’s why I’m currently visiting Eileen Murdock, a sixty-year-old Caucasian woman who lives next door. I grew up next to her. I knew her entire family. Her son James is captain of the community college football on which I’m an offensive lineman. Her daughter Rachel is my ex-girlfriend and the captain of the women’s lacrosse team. Her husband Dwight is the athletic director of the community college and the coach of the men’s wrestling team. If only they knew what the lady of the house did when they weren’t around.
I’ve had a thing for Eileen for ages. She’s hot, you know? Eileen is a good-looking older dame, thick and fine, with a pretty face, large and firm breasts, wide hips and big bottom. She was once a public schoolteacher but these days she’s retired. I’m keeping her occupied. Her retirement left her bored. So, I spiced things up. I would come over when she was alone, and give this lonely retiree the sexing and excitement she craved. I like to have sex with big-bottomed large women of all races. They’re my personal preference. Eileen is a beautiful gal but like many big chicks she’s got body image issues. I told her that she would always look beautiful to me. Then, I kissed her and gave her a sound fucking. Since that day, we’ve been inseparable fuck buddies.
Currently, Eileen is on all fours, her plump butt cheeks spread wide open. Drilling his ten-inch uncircumcised black cock into her butt hole is yours truly. Man, the words that were coming out of Eileen’s mouth as I shoved my cock into her poop chute would make an NYC cabbie proud. I held her by those wide hips of hers and thrust into her, sinking my cock deep inside her shit hole. Eileen screamed, and pushed back, grinding her plump ass against my groin. Clearly, she was loving the feel of my cock up her asshole. And to think that earlier, she was acting all shy. Yeah, I came by for a visit and we started talking. We sat on the couch and watched television. I could tell that the old woman was checking me out. That’s okay with me because even though she was sixty years old, she had a pretty face, banging body and hot booty. Lots of young women let themselves go. Eileen was seriously in shape. So, we hooked up.
I loved the feel of the big older woman’s asshole around my cock. Grinning, I grabbed a handful of her silver-streaked blonde hair and yanked her head back as I rammed my cock into her asshole. Eileen was no stranger to anal sex. Her asshole was supple, wonderfully warm and tight. Not too tight, otherwise getting in would be too damn hard. Also, her asshole wasn’t too loose either, making fucking it a worthwhile pursuit. Eileen squealed as my cock filled her tight crevice. For some reason, it was music to my ears. While I slammed my cock into her asshole, Eileen fingered her pussy. I laughed and took her hand away. I hated it when she distracted herself that way. I told her to focus on the ten-inch black cock that was filling every inch of her asshole. She did, and continued to squeal and grunt. I laughed and smacked her ass, causing her to yelp. Sometimes, Eileen likes a little roughness with her sex. That’s cool with me because I love dishing it out. I continued to drill my cock into her tight asshole, loving the feel of her ass around my cock. Eileen had one of the best assholes I’ve ever fucked. It’s wonderfully expansive in that it can stretch to accommodate almost any cock size, with the help of some lube, of course. This dame was a rare treasure. I continued to thrust into her, delighting in the sounds she made as we had sex.
We changed positions. I flipped Eileen on her back in order to be able to look into her eyes as I fucked her in the ass. Her eyes were impossibly wide. I grinned, and fucked her ass even harder. She moaned as I drilled my cock deeper into her butt hole. I slammed into her, delighting in the feel of her soft and supple form underneath me. While fucking her, I suckled on her tits. Eileen wasn’t screaming anymore. She was moaning softly as I rammed my cock into her butt hole. We went at it like this until I came, sending my hot cum deep inside her asshole. The piercing scream which escaped Eileen’s lips was sweet music to my ears. Grinning, I rested my head on her spectacular chest. My still-hard cock remained in her ass. Slowly, Eileen let out her breath. We kissed.
Later, we tried something else. Eileen is a woman with a passion for being completely dominated. We went to her basement. I bound her hand and feet on a wooden bench, and looked at her. The big woman looked fantastic in her chains and she was in my favorite position of all. Face down and ass up. I stood behind her, my leather belt in hand. With it, I lashed out and whipped her. I whipped Eileen’s plump buttocks, her back and even her face. She screamed in pleasure mixed with pain and begged me for more. I let her have it. Then, I spread her plump butt cheeks and slid my cock into her asshole. I shoved my cock into her asshole while whipping her with my belt. Eileen screamed from the doubly intense sensations of having a big cock in her asshole and being whipped by a wicked leather belt. It turned her on like you would not believe. I fucked her good, delighting in the power I had over her. She completely surrendered to me, and I had my way with her. I fucked her ass like anal sex was going out of style, until I finally came, sending my hot cum deep into her asshole. Eileen screamed louder than ever before. What wonderful music she made!
Afterwards, I unbound Eileen and we remained locked in a passionate embrace. She was still shuddering from the wickedly erotic treatment she’d received from me. I smiled and held her. We were perfect together. She needed a passionate, energetic lover to take her to the heights of passion. That didn’t mean she stopped loving her husband, but she needed something he didn’t have. I was happy to have her for those passionate sessions. I had lots of young women I slept with from city college. None of them had Eileen’s passion, sexual expertise or willingness to experiment with extreme sex. You could say that we needed each other. I’m not just her dominant master. She’s not just my eager submissive. We’re partners.