Page 37 of Big Booty

I glance over my shoulder. Tell him to let go of my ass. Then bounce this big booty on his face and make it clap around his head. I’m suffocatin’ him. He gasps, grabbin’ my ass, then gulpin’ in air.

“What, you can’t hang with all this fat ass, niggah?” I pull open my asscheeks for him. His tongue goes around and around in tight wet circles toward my asshole. The tip of his tongue runs against it. My pussy aches for his tongue, his fingers; his dick. My asshole too. I reach beneath me and ease the aching in my clit, takin’ his dick into my mouth.

Buddha’s slurping and lickin’ and fingering my ass while I’m slurping and lickin’ and gulping his cock, hands free, while I play in my pussy. “I wanna feel your dick in my ass, lil’ daddy . . . You ready to fuck me in it?”

“Yeah, ma . . . word is bond. You got my shit bricked.”

We shift positions. I am now on my knees. Back arched, ass raised high, ready and waitin’. I watch him over my shoulder as he tears open a condom with his teeth, then rolls it down on his cock. I pull open my ass as he grabs the lube. He squirts some over his cock, then into my hole. I moan in anticipation. Big Booty wants the dick, deep.

“Hurry up, niggah. Feed my ass that long, thick dick.”

“I got you, ma. I’ma ’bout to give you all da dick you want.”

His thick head nudges its way into my asshole, and I shiver in anticipation. But a bitch is gettin’ antsy. He’s takin’ too long to mount this ass and fuck it. He inches himself in back of me, runs his dick along the crack of my ass, grinds on it. I grind back on him, slippin’ two fingers upward into my wet pussy. “Niggah, will you hurry up? Put your dick in. I want you to pound my ass raw.”

He stabs his cock deep into me. “Yesssss, that’s it. Take my ass, niggah . . . oh yes . . . don’t be scared to beat it up. They don’t call me Big Booty for nothin’, baby. Handle this ass like a real niggah.”

He fucks me fast. Pounds me mercilessly, reaching his hand under me and toying with my clit. I pinch my nipples. I am moaning. He groans, thrusting into me again and again. “Daaaaamn, ma . . . aaaah, shit . . . goddamnitmotherfuck . . . ass is good . . . ”

I grin. “Beat it up, niggah . . . yeah, you got all that dick in this ass, baby . . . Big Booty loves it in the ass, niggah . . . aaah, yesssssss . . . What’s my name, niggga?”

He grunts as my hole clenches around his shaft. “Big Booty, ma . . . aaah, fuck . . . daaaaaaamn . . . ” His body jerks as he tightly grabs my waist. “Mmmmm . . . aaah . . . mmmmph . . . ”

“Give me that nut, lil’ niggah . . . got that asshole wide open . . . come all up in Big Booty, baby . . . ” I am jabbing two fingers upward into my pussy, rapidly stroking my G-spot. “There you go, lil’-niggah . . . fuck that hot ass . . . ooooh, yes . . . I’m gettin’ ready to come . . . ” His cock pulses and I can feel the spasms shoot through me as he pumps harder inside of me. Seconds later, he pulls outta me and peels off the condom, coating my ass and back with his sticky cock cream. As he is comin’, his body shudders and I squirt a horny stream of steamy juices, soaking the sheets beneath me.

He kisses me on the back of the neck, then grinds his cum-soaked dick into my ass. My asslips pucker in disappointment that he doesn’t shove his dick back in. I clench and unclench my muscles, jiggling my ass for him.

“Slap it, lil’-niggah,” I say over my shoulder. He slaps it, then smears his nut all over my ass with his fingers, spelling out his name. I smirk. “Oh, what you doing, lil’ niggah, tryna mark ya territory?”

He laughs, collapsing beside me, catching his breath. “You da truth, ma, real shit.”

I roll over onto my side, facing him, and deliberately let my gaze travel down to his cum-glistened dick. It looks so . . . tasty. And I have the urge to suck it clean. But I resist, for now. I take his cum-glazed fingers and slip them into my mouth, suckin’ them clean. His nut tastes bitter.

He shakes his head, eyein’ me.

“What? Why you shakin’ ya head like that?”

“Real shit, you dangerous, ma. That was good as fuck.”

“Oh, you liked that ass, huh?”

“Hell yeah . . . that shit feels like a pussy, nice and wet and hot, yo.”

I roll over on my back and lift up my legs. “So imagine what this wet pussy feels like.” I bend at the knees, pullin’ open my pussy. “Fuck my pussy now.”

Ten seconds later, he is hoppin’ up and rollin’ on another condom, sliding his dick into my pussy and fuckin’ me relentlessly. And I. Am. Loving. It!

“Fuck, ma,” he breathes. His body is gleamin’ with sweat, his hips viciously thrustin’ as he works my pussy over. I lift my legs around his waist, raking my nails down his muscled back. “Daaaamn, this pussy’s . . . so . . . fuckin’ . . . deep . . . ”

“Uh-huh, uh-huh . . . mmmhmmm . . . come for me, lil’-niggah . . . big-ass dick . . . mmmmm . . . ”

It doesn’t take long for his body to start jerking and he is yankin’ his young, horny dick outta my wet, gushy pussy, leaving it feeling empty and alone, snatchin’ the condom off and nutting all over my stomach and titties.

“Listen, ma, I wanna—”

I place a pussy-scented finger to his lips, silencing him. “I’ma keep lettin’ you fuck me, under one conditions.”

He arches his brow. “Oh, word? What’s that?”

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