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<description><![CDATA[Crack Addict
1:05PM on April 28, 2008


... Ever had a panty job ? 

...you know .. kinda like an upgraded dry hump ? 

..It's wear you get your partner to drop their pants / dress .. they lay on their stomach on a bed, couch or chair while you grind and rub your cock into the crack of their ass until you get off. 

I know a lot of you reading this post are like ... why not just stuff you cock into the offending orifice and be done with it ? 
Answer: Because that shit is boring and lacks imagination. Plus a panty job can be steamy and hot leading to intense sexxual encounters later with that partner. 

... Done right a panty job can be better thaqn you average run of the mill sex .... 

For Instance ...

Back in the fall of 1998, I'd loaned some dough to a female non-friend. Let's just say that "Marsha" was a complete bitch. A short stubby italian girl with a chunky backside and a shock of afro sized matted hair, this freckled faced chick was making any friend with her Rosie O' Donel type attitude ... 

so much so, that she had lost her job as a animal groomer and decided to take a sabatical ubntil she found her next job ..... Of course when the money ran out ... she had no one to turn to and appealed to my better nature ... 

"Fuck no !!"

" Pleeeeeeeaaaaasssssseeee !!!!" She had begun to tear up at the thought of her pending eviction.

" Hey, in case you hadn't noticed ... We're not cool, we're not friends ... we're not shit to each other and besides .. you're a henious bitch !!"

" I know and I'm sorry about all the times I called you nigga ... I was just playing !! It's only two hundred dollars man ... Come on !!"

"Why me ?"

"You're really a nice guy ... I burnt all my bridges with my real friends ... [sobbing] .. my parents are telling me to sell my ass on the street man !!!"

" Sound's like sound advice to me."

"FUCK YOU NIGGA !!!"

... I just started grinning and walked away ... Marsha was standing in the middle of the street shaking and sobbing. She was right. I was a nice guy ... to nice people .. and I just kept flashing back to the time a cup of beer was tossed into my face when Marsha thought that I had goosed her. It was actually an aquaintance that was into her. We were at this show and he reached through the crowd and grabbed a handfull of her chunky ass. she spent the next four month scalling me everything out of the book. 

"PUSSY !!"

...whatever... 

"FAG!!"

                             ... I hardly looked back, but I could hear the sobs getting louder. 

"PLEASE !!! ... I'll SUCK YOU OFF MAN !!!"

That little offer got to me .. The idea of this racist bitch choking on my penis was amusing and completely evil ... I was a chivarous guy on occasion, but I had no love for this cunt.

"Okay."

"What ?"

"I say okay"

"You'll loan me the money?"

" After ...you know."

Marsha scowled and stalked back off towards her apartment. I just watched her moping off as I silently giggled at her defeat. 

She shocked me by looking back and motioning with her arm for me to follow her. I followed to see what would happen next because I never believed she would actually suck a black guy off, much less me of all people. I was kinda nervous as she fumbled for her keys. I didn't want anybody that knew me to see me going into her flat. I'd never hear the end of it, but it would make a good story to tell my other friends.

Inside Marsha's apartment was fucking filthy, discarded pizza boxes and taco bell wrappers littered the grungy carpet along with dvds of Will & Grace ...

... Marsha was a proud Fag Hag... 

[Even gay men hated her and had on one occasion pummeled her for an insensitive comment regarding an associates's anal warts.]

"Where do you wanna uhm, do it?" 
                                                  It was an honest question.

"Does it even matter fuckface ?!!" 


                    ... She was pissed in her defeat. She was attempting to kneel and having some difficulty. She finally tripped and fell on her fat bottom with a huff. Ijust stared at her sitting their like a scoop of shit flavored ice cream.

                                                    I honestly didn't know if I could get it up. 

"Come over here."

"Uh"

"Come on man ... Don't you want your cock sucked?"

"Til I get off right ?"

"Whatever nigga."

"Til I get off right ?"

I was trying to give Marsha and myself a back door out of an increasingly embarrassing situation ... Nodding her head, she got up on her knees and reached for my zipper. I stopped her.


" Forget about it. This shit is just stupid."

"Don't be a little faggot ... You just scared 'cause you got a little dick."

... She had my zipper down in less than a second and roughly pulling my penis into the streetlight filtering in through the curtains of her bedroom [Marsha also hadn't paid her electric bill.].

Suprisingly enough, my johnson became fully erect the minute her chubby little hand touched it. Marsha shoved her face down on my cock sucking with desparate abandon. Fuck, she really needed that money and she was giving me the first class treatment. Slobbing and spitting while she attempted to jerk me off with both chubby digits.

... Twenty five minutes later [I was checking my watch.] .. I still hadn't come Marsha was starting to get tired, but she was still on the case ....

... fifteen minutes more and it was starting to become aparent that I wasn't gonna cum. Marsha was taking break inbetween weakly licking the head of my penis.

Look .. this aint working .. I gotta go"

"You BASTARD !! .. You knew this was gonna happen .. Did you have a vasectomy or somethin fag?!!"

"Nope ... You can't get me off."

"Hey, you set me up cocksucker!!"

I was reaching into my pocket to give her the cash anyway when Marsha suddenly socked me in the thigh ... I yanked my pants up and started for the door. Marsha's loud waling stopped me in my tracks as I looked back at her.

"Okay man ... Here you go." 

Marsha was busy pulling her too tight jeans down over her pasty, plump thighs ... she had numerous multi-colored stars tattooed on her thighs. She was wearing big streched out of wack pink panties .. I couldn't help but notice her prominent camel toe. 

"Nah, I'm cool Marsha."


"Pleeeeaaaasssssseeee ... just fuck me then, man. I need that money fuckin bad."

"You dont-"

"Look, you brother's like this don't ya?"

She rolled over on her stomach ... Her undewear was pulled deep into the crack of mer massive ass.




                                       

I noticed two large wierd wicca like tattoos on the outer edged of her butt. Marsha was on her hands and knees now .. her ass pointed out at me ... inviting the most unholiest of unions. 

                           For some reason I had a raging boner and hated myself for it. 

"Look at me shake it ... Like those video sluts you niggas like." 

She was convincingly shaking that ass. 
                                                       Putting Pinky XXX ['porn star] to shame. 

Massive jello jiggling in my face, I methodically knelt and began groping Marsha's big can. Mashing her butt cheeks together and pulling the paties deeper into the crack of her ass. 

"Fuck me nigga."

I didn't want to have sex with Marsha because doing so would be a defeat of me on a personal level that even I couldn't fathom, but that ass ... 

I placed the length of my turgid penis into the crack of her ass and sandwiched her butt cheeks around it ... It was warm and moist .. I could feel the smal curly hairs aroung my balls electrify. Marsha was still jiggling her ass. She was covered in sweat ..everywhere ... She was bouncing her butt on the length of my penis ... 
... and it felt good.

... I pressed my cock deeper, harder into that juicy crack and started rubbing it into the flesh. I peeled her panties midway down that big ass and was shocked to see too cat eyes tattooed on the small of her back. 
... fucking wierd ... 

We were at it by this time, a good thirty minutes. I pushed her down on her flabby belly while I kicked off my jeans. Other that her grunting, she was silent. I mounted her with my legs spread eagle and started fucking her butt cheeks earnestly and intensely. 






                                              

... Her panties had become intangled in my cock and my thrustiing overtures against her constant back humping was creating a terrific friction on my dick and balls ... my penis deep in the crack of her ass and the bottom of her voluminous cheeks massing my testicles.

... I looked over and noticed her black cat [Lucifer] starring at me from the arm of her ratty, bombed out lazy boy ... the cat was moving it's head from side to side in curiosity ... I looked down to see the cat eye tatoos jiggling up and down ..seemingly starring at me ... 

             I CAME !!! 
                                                                                                                     ... paticularly hard too. 

... Marsha had semen all over her massive ass and backside..

                       ... some of it was covering the bottom of her black death metal shirt at well ... her panties had a thick web of cum on them as I extricated my still-hard penis from them.

Marsha suddnely shoved me on my ass by mule kicking me. she had her hand in my face in an instant.

"Where's my money asshole ?!!"

Girl had a point ... she had earned her money .. and then some. 

I had barely taken the money out of my wallet when she snatched it out of my hand [taking some skin as well.] .. 

I was trying to pull my pants up when Marsha just opened the door to her single and started shoving me with her foot towards the door ... I stepped out of her house into the courtyard for all her immigrant neighbors to see.

"FUCKIN LOOSER ASS NIGGA' FAGGOT MUTHAFUCKA" !!!!"

She slammed the door in my grinning face. I blew a kiss to the closed door, bowed to the starring neighbors and sauntered off to my home ... 

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<description><![CDATA[Crack Addict prt 2.
10:43AM on May 13, 2008

It had been about two weeks since I'd had the encounter with Marsha and I was still craving more of that magnificent ass cleavage. My nights were filled with images of Marsha's massive ass jiggling in my face.
Filled with images of me creaming that deep crack with pint upon pint of my copious DNA.




It got so bad that I'd even considered calling Marsha up and offering her some more "rent" money for a little replay of that action. It was just something about the friction and heat created when I was running my cock up and down on her tattooed bum that was driving me crazy.




My sleep and work began to suffer and I found myself starring at the wall daydreaming about Marsha's flabby ass cheeks and suffering from a bionic erection. 

"Hey!! ... Wake up in there !! I'm worrying myself to female baldness over the Stetson account and you're daydreaming"
 

                  It was my co-worker Claudia. She had trained me when i first came to the firm. We had become fast friends. I felt like I could tell her anything. 

"What's eating you lately."

"I not talking ... and you'd probaly laugh me out of the room any way."

"Girl problems ?"

"Not the kind you're used to hearing from me?"  Claudia laughed and told me that she had heard it all. A few and three long island ice teas later ,,, Claudia was laughing her ass off. She offered to help me out with my little problem, but she wasn't qualified. And she wasn't lying ... Claudia had along flat back back. ... simply no ass at all ... She laughed and snorted at me stupidly drunk as well.

"Ya know buddy, I'm gonna find a way to solve your little problem."

That was not music to my ears ...  Claudia had a big mouth and shot it off intermittently to any and every one who would or wouldn't listen.

The next day at work was especially excruciating. Claudia's had retained the information that I told her the other night and had obviously passed it on to my other female co-workers. I had to endure scurrying female coworkers every time I walked up the aisle or went to the water cooler. I was pretty pissed at Claudia. I was about to eat lunch in my cubicle when she had the nerve to come up to me smiling.

"Don't look so pissed. The girl's really feel sorry for you. That's all ... Tell you what . Meet me in the parking lot ....Maybe this thing can work out for both of us.  I'm gonna help you out with your little problem."

I didn't know what the fuck that meant.
Claudia was a very thin [heroin chic] red head chick with tired skin and almost no curves. "Blowjob" was the only thing that I could think of and I'd need a magazine just to get started.  Claudia had tried to get something started with me before, but I just played dumb most of the time until she finally fucked some one else.

This whole "Crack Addict thing was getting to me though ... 

                                                                                      ...and I needed a release so .....

I found my self  inside her car at  lunch hour as we zipped towards a local motel. she pulled into the lot with expert precision. Funny ... She kinda ignored me on the drive over, continuously talking on her cellphone.

"Alright ... Get out."  She stared at me smirking.

"You sure you wanna do this ?"

Yup. It's time to get you back on the winning team."  

  I decided to chuck everything and throw my all into it with Claudia.  I leaned over and kissed ...

                                  ....HER HAND ?!!!

"Hold it up Romeo ... We're not fucking."  She pointed towards a motel room door that was slightly ajar.

"We'll act like this never happened."

I stepped out of the car and watched Claudia speed off before I turned my attention to the motel room obviously meant for me. The door was slightly ajar and I gave it a little push.

There seemed to be no one in the room. it was a sparse area with a large bed  adjacent to an adequate television. 

" I'll be with you in a minute." A voice called out from the bathroom. The door was closed, but only 75%. I could make out a figure in front of the small mirror on the wall. I was a pissed that Claudia obviously brought me a prostitute, but I had to scratch this itch that had been dogging me for weeks.

I walked up to the door and took a peek inside.

The prostitute was applying her makeup .. Her back was to me. she was probaly about 4'11" of height.

She was definitely a BBW ... She had a well defined pear shape and was wearing nothing but a stark black bra and panties. A long mane of raven black hair with highlights hung low at her shoulders... but that wasn't what interested me  ...

                                         ... it was that ass.
                                             ...what an ass it was ... 

    Massive, smooth and abnormally round sitting at one of the most defined small waists I'd ever seen. That black thong was barely visible ... 

                                                           


I began to drool at the prospect of running my aching, throbbing cock up and down that phat, luscious mad lump of an ass. 

                                        Claudia, I love you.

Suddenly, the prostitute turned and face me .... and to this day I really couldn't tell you much about what she looked like other than her amazing dimensions.

"Why are are you still dressed ?"

She didn't have to tell me twice ...  I was out of my clothing in two shakes .. with only socks and tie remaining. 

"Just relax ... Boy, you really like me huh ?"

"Fuck yeah baby."

All I wanted to do was lick that ass all day and it showed because she took a few steps back upon gazing at my drooling gaping countenance. 

"Sit down." She suddenly commanded.

I complied as soon as the words left her lips and  tried to sit on the edge of the bed. I ended up plopping down on the floor.

"Good boy."

She walked over and positioned herself over my eager face. I really wasn't into face sitting, but this was the most incredible ass i had ever seen. 

                                                             


Yes boys and girls ... I eagerly lapped up the juices from suprisingly small and chubby pussy with wild abandon. She seemed happy to be servicing me  and ground her cunt right into my nose and mouth .
After about fifteen minutes she got off my wet face and reached for my cock.

"Please don't touch it !! ... I'll cum if you do !!! You're that fucking hot!!!  I begged.

"Well, what do you want me to do fucker?"

"I know this is gonna sound crazy, but I wanna rub my cock into the crack of that amazing ass of yours. I wanna fill it with all the cum in my balls !!"

"Is that right ?"
  
She giggled and crawled onto the bed, all the while looking at my with a "fuck the shit out of me" expression. she gingerly lay on her belly waiting ....


                                            

       "There's some lube on the bathroom sink."

"I was there and back in a millisecond. I emptied the contents all over her magnificent globes and deep into the crack of that ass. I rubbed lube all over her thick rump until it was glistening in the sun light creepijng through the drawn curtains.

 "Fuck my fat cheeks you little pussy."

Shaking I mounted her ass and pushed those tan cheeks together. Her ass was so big that my hands looked child sized mashing that butt together.  She raised her incredible lump into the air and I got a direct look at her cunt.  



                                


                       


I gave it a few more licks before  I pushed my cock deep into the crack of her ass until my shaft was adjacent to her hot bung hole.  She rested on the bed as I began fucking the shit out of her huge butt cheeks ... There was a loud slapping sound in the room as my pelvis slammed against her fat booty with the speed of a freight train.

"OOOHHHH !!!! ... That feels really good baby !! Fuck those cheeks !!!"

I folded my legs as I slid over her ass fucking the cheeks deeply and with extreme precision. 

"You're pressing on my little brown eye and it feels good !!! " Her voice was muffled as she was face down in the pillows on the bed.

"Gimme that cum you little pussy !! Butter this muffin !!!" 

                                    ... I didn't disappoint as I came ...

                                               ...  again and again  ....
The first shot sped right up the cleavage of that massive butt and pooled in the small of her back. I raised myself up a bit and showered her tan cheeks with what I'm sure was everything in my scrotum.

"It's so hot !!!" 

The prostitute was shaking and jiggling her giant rump splashing man juice onto my belly and spreading it around on her beautiful butt. 

"That was suprisingly good. I'm going to have to thank Claudia very well for this afternoon."

It was strange hearing that come out of her mouth. she suddenly pushed me aside and sauntered into the bathroom where she took a shower. I just washed my stomach and penis in the sink like a cro-magnon. I sat waiting on the bed so I  could get one final look at her amazing ass as she left and to hit her up for a phone number.

She walked out in a simple top and skirt which couldn't possibly have hid that big ass.

                                                     

"Uh, that was cool ...  uhm, could I like get your number ?" I begged.

"we're getting a little ahead of ourselves aren't we ? Come on,I'll get you back to the office."

She opened the motel door and I saw that she had a limo waiting. I was puzzled. 

"We're both late for a meeting. I'm Mrs. Stetson."


Claudia was right.
                            She got the Stetson account  and I got to scratch that itch.

                                                              I also became known as the office whore.


 .... and I still had that itch.


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<description><![CDATA[CrackAddict prt 3
2:32PM on May 23, 2008

It had been a while since my "corporate" episode .. If you read the last installment, you know that I'm refering to the luscious cheeks of Ms. Stetson. She eventually got tired of me jacking off using her massive cheeks and had nixed the affair and my firm's account.


As a result, I found myself "laid off" and working at a temp firm. That "Itch" had gotten worse than ever and I was in danger of becoming a serial masterbater.  I found that I was worse off than before ... Scott, my friend at the temp firm and a fellow chubby chaser [although not afflicted with "crack addiction like me] had advised me on several occasions to use the services of a prostitute. But, I just couldn't get over the stigma that comes with being a "john".

So, I just lumped it and tried my best to keep it under control. 
     
                                   ... I eventually did go online and contact a hooker, but the results were a little less than stellar. I had the misfortune to pick the fattest, ugliest broad you could find on the net with abosolutely zero ass. I had to threaten to call the cops just to get her out of my place.

This should have cured me ... but the next night images of Marsha and Ms. Stetson's massive butts danced in my head and played havok in my boxers ... 

                                                                            ... One day while Scott and I were sitting at an outside cafe eyeballing chubby chicks .....

"Maybe you should try a club."
"Club ?"
"A size acceptance club for big women."
"What ?"
" Doofus, it's a place where fat chicks hang out and party. Lots of horny chicks there."
"I'm not into fat chicks ... I'm into phat chicks."
"Same difference."
"No ... Phat Chicks are thick and voluptuous, ripe massive deep butts  ... Fat chicks are just fat."
"Whatever ... I'm going on friday. you can tag along if you want."

I was disturbed that he just dismissed my assertion regarding my proclivity, but none the less ... I found myself tagging along like a puppy dog.

We drove over to Long Beach and parked in the parking lot of a huge strip mall.

"Where's the club ?"
"Just across the parking lot on the other side of the mall."
"Too cheep for valet parking ?"
"Man, shut up ... you never park in front of a fat chick club. Some body might see you coming out."

"Do you tell the chicks you pick up about this philosophy ?"
"Of course not. Are we gonna run out mouths all night or are we gonna go get you laid buddy ?"

"No, I'm just curious as to how you get the women to walk all the way over here."
"When a BBW wants to get laid, she go any where ... Once I got laid in a dumpster."
"That's special."

 ... The club which I can't name for legal reason's was unassumingly inside a storefront pub. Looked like any old bar from the outside but once we got inside .... 

                      .... Wall to wall BIG WOMEN ... and when i say big, I mean BIG ... as in most of the women were sporting the shapes of a beach balls, and other gometric shapes I don't care to mention at this time. All of the decent and half way decent women had swarms of men around them in unyielding phalanxes  ... Scott was living it up dancing badly to some 50 cent rap song ... "In da Club" .. [that song needs to be laid to rest with a shotgun] ... I navigated the floor and went to the bar. 

                .....I had begun to down a record number of mojitos when fate struck ...

"Fucked up huh?"
                                 I looked over to find an unassuming school teacher type staring me in the face. She looked like a petite redhead housewife in a plain white blouse and long black skirt.

"Excuse me ?"
" I was just saying that it's a shame how people put themselves out there when they're desperate."
"You're here."
"With friends ... and I'd like to point out that you're here too."
"With friends too."
 
        We both laughed. Her name was Debra and her story was that she was coming off a bad relationship and some of her friends had drug her to the club [Her friends were all rather large]. She was in fact a therapist and the thought did cross my mind to bear my soul to her regarding my proclivity. However I still wanted to get laid and I didn't know how she would take the fact that I was at the club to exploit overweight women.

"You got something on your mind?"
"Maybe."
"Wanna share ?"
"No because you're a therapist and I don't want to be analyzed ... at least not yet."
"Don't worry ... I'm off the clock."

I gave her some bullshit about breaking up with a girlfriend. 

"Does making up stories make you feel better about having a big girl fetish?"
"I'm not -..."
"You wouldn't be here if you didn't have a BBW fetish."

 I was red faced.

"I'm here with a friend." I pointed to Scott out on the dance floor dirty dancing with three women so large he was partially obscured from my sight.

"Riiiight."
"No, really."

She just stared at me with a "get real" expression written across her features.

"Excuse me."

I found my way to the men's room for a quick retreat from the truth ... What was i becoming ? Maybe i was a degenerate who needed help.

"Sorry ... I tend to unnerve people unintentionally."  

Debra had followed me into the men's restroom. It was a bold move on her part. I was impressed ... one other occupant a rail thin guy that I coulda' swore was DJ Qualls ran out with his pecker hanging from his pants.

"I'm sorry ... I should've known that you'd see through the bull given your profession."
"Well I got five minutes." She kicked open a stall door and stepped inside crooking her finger at me . I obliged.

" I have a crack fetish."

"You're a drug addict ?"

"No ... far from it."

I explained my predicament to Debra in no uncertain terms and with extreme clarity. 

"So there you have it ... I'm a perv right ?"
"Yup."

Before I could voice a rebuttal she had grabbed my crotch and was massaging it vigorously. I was flabbergasted  ...  and aroused as all get out. She began jerking my cock through my slacks with a frevor I had seldom seen before from other women i'd banged.

"I'm so fucking hot right now !!!"

I began massaging her breasts which were considerably larger than I'd expected. She ripped a few of her buttons exposing the tan freckled flesh spilling over from her bra. I helped her rip one of her double d's from the lacy material.  She had pulled my throbbing member into the neon light of the restroom and was alternately sucking on my member and beating it against her boob in a frenzy.

She ripped the other breast free from her blouse exposing a perfect tanned set of knockers ... at least 36DD.

"Fuck my tits !!" 

I obliged and began fucking the shit out of her juicy and suprisingly sweaty knockers.

"Imagine that it's a big juicy ass you fuckin perv !!!"

My head was swimming in animal lust. 

"Fuck it !!! .. Come get it " 

Debra stood up in the cramped stall and turned her back to hiking up her skirt at the same time. 

"You want it ... come take it !!" 



She had a suprising meaty and wide ass. Her stark white cheeks enflamed me as I pushed my cock into the crevice of her ass and pussy lips ... I openly drooled as I deep tissued fucked Debra's pussy lips and ass cheeks simultaneously.



"I want you to come on my wide ass !!"

That was all it took as i sprayed the small of her lower back with at least a liiter of hot cum. The thick liquid was running down her cheeks and dripping to the floor.

"That was good."

She cleaned up and bid me meet her at the bar like nothing happened.  I did AS SHE SAID AND FOUND MYSELF ALONE AT THE BAR.
      

                 Crack Addict still.... 
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<description><![CDATA[Crack Addict prt. 4
1:04PM on June 12, 2008

You wanna do what ?!!

I want you to lay down on your stomach. I'm gonna rub this vial of baby oil on your ass cheeks and then I'm going to rub my dick in the crack of your ass until I cum. Preferably, I'd like to rub said cum all over your ass cheeks with my dick.

Man, you crazy ...  Crazy as fuck.

But I got money. 
   

I pulled a loose wad of cash from my pocket and gestured towards the prostitute.  She giggled like an old hag and reached for the money.

you sure that's all you wanna do right ? I mean you aint gonna slip inot the booty hole or nothin and claim it's some sorta accident or somethin ?!!

No.

Yo sure ?

Yes.

'ight .... I'll show you were to go.

 I'd been driving down the street after a late night at the office when I'd spotted her walking along the cracked side walk as I waited at a red light. There was no doubt that she was a hooker. She was a big girl with even bigger hips.  Wide flaring hips that moved almost of their own accord. She was wearing a garish loudly colored dress that accentuated her "Coke Bottle" figure and her availability probaly on the cheap. There seemed to be no one else at the intersection at this time of night so I just sat watching  her move a little further off into the distance. What sold was  ... the incredibly massive butt that jiggled under her cheap frock.

She looked back at me and began to strut up the street in a enticing display. I watched those meaty cheeks bounce up and down for all of five seconds before gunning it and skidding to a halt next to her.

Her name was Roxy. she claimed that she was "twenty two"  [more like thirty two]  and visiting from New Orleans.
She was african american, dark skinned with a gap in her extremely white teeth and was wearing a sandy brown wig.

She directed me to a shady looking motel near the freeway. I found myself thinking how convienent it would be to just hop on the freeway after I'd finished chasing my paticuliar dragon.

After being humilated at the BBW club and the Ms. Stetson debacle, I'd decided to go "underground" with my fetish. It was the safest thing to do considering that I'd become such a pariah at work. So, I'd begun sating myself on the toasted street rumps of black and latina street walkers. not that I didn't wanna squeeze one out on white girls, but usually they came in the Auswitch emaciated look, were just two damn gross or didn't fuck with black guys on order of their "black" pimp.

I'd found some great asses out here on the street, but guilt was getting to me. I'd resolved to do the hooker thing one last time when I saw Roxy.

This sure is wierd.

What can I say ... It's my thing.

Whut ? You scared of Aids or somethin ? ... I'm clean.

No, it's not that  ... I just wanna do that one thing  okay?!!

Don't get so sensitive .. I'm down with it.

I was already helping her out of her dress and marveling at the jiggly, black, spounge like rump before me.
 

Roxy politely patted a spot on the bed and I sat down. My cock was throbbing like crazy. It was as if it had a mind of it's own as she pulled it gently into the air and burried her mouth on it.



Roxy was wearing a barely there stark white panties and thong that dissappeared into her massive crack. I was impatient and pulled her boobs from the top. They fell loose and pendelous almost touching the floor with her large erect nipples.

Let's just do it now.

She stopped slurping on my member and looked at me in mock shock.


You really love ass dont you ?
It's ...complicated.

I was already pouring baby oil and simultaneously rubbing my cock into her massive butt cheeks. Rowy giggled like a school girl as my cock smoothly glided up and down the length of her indigo dark buttcheeks.


Unfortunately, I came too soon ... ten minutes into my routine, i was already spraying a monumental load across Roxy's ample cheeks and backside. 

I'd barely finished when she stood up and casually strolled into the bathroom. I watched her hike up the rest of her skirt and wash her butt off with a towel way too small for that gargantuan ass. 

It was at that moment that I felt like a true degenerate.

Later baby. She kissed me on the cheek and walked out of the motel room humming. 

I sat on the bed starring at the closed door pondering my fate. I was no better than a real crack [cocaine] head, out in the wee hours of the night scrounging around , so paticular in my tastes searching for that perfect butt. I had to stop, yet didn't know how. I would seek the help of a therapist unlike the one I'd met in the BBW club. I wondered why I just couldn't find a girl that had all of the attributes I currently desired.

It was almost three in the morning and the towels were clean, so I took a shower. i figured that I'd ponder my fate over an original slam at Denny's or something.

I got dressed and opened the door.

          There was a girl standing in the doorway with her hand raised, frozen in place as if she were going to knock.  She smiled and lowered her hand.

Hi !! My name is Coco ... Roxy said you had a thing for big booty. 

Coco was a somewhat petite, small dark skinned witha short frizzy hair tied off in a bun. She had a green ribbon tied around her head. she turned and revealed a amazing applebottom butt that looked like it belonged to a larger woman. She was wearing pocketless jeans and began shaking her gift.


I snatched her into the room and marveled as she peeled off her jeans and let me fondle that lump. 





My redemption would, happily have to wait until another day.]]></description>
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<description><![CDATA[[i][/i]It had been about fifteen minutes sitting in my car before she arrived. I was kinda nervous sitting in my vehicle in the parking lot of a shady motel .. mid day and all.

But I was desparate not to end up in jail for fraud and other charges including but not limited to Statutory rape (More on that later) .. Melody knew that and she was gonna exploit that fact to death.

I was her slave .. so to speak.

I was lost in thought when the sound of crunching gravel distracted me. I looked out of the passenger side window to see her Honda Civic pulling up two cars over. 

I cringed as I saw the massive chesire cat type smile beaming at me through the window. The Large cartoony looking hazel eyes and tiny mousy nose with the Mrs. Claus type glasses resting on top of them... and finally, my skin crawled a bit at the shaggy mane of hair surrounding her face in a dark brunette corona.

The car actually tilted as she stepped out of it. There were some grungy emo type teens squatting in the parking lot as Melody stepped out of her car. Their snickering turned to audible laughter as the large woman defiantly stomped over to the clerk's window and paid for the room.

Her clothing ... a simple white ill-fitting long sleeved blouse and a dark navy blue skirt stretched to the max around her way too larger than her torso bottom. Her monstrous ass cheeks wobbled up and down as she stomped defiantly through the teen's laughter and open the motel door.

I considered putting the pedal to the metal and speeding off rather than step out of the car and identify myself as a "chubby chaser' by association.

Melody had stepped inside the motel room and was waving me over... a single chubby digit on her bloated hand signaling me "Come Hither" ... It was time for me to "pay the piper"

The laughter of the youthful squatters got even louder as it became apparent that "I" was Melody's paramour .. I did the "hands in the pocket, face cast downward" as I quickly entered the motel room.

Melody stood behind the door, slamming it as I entered ... She ignored me momentarilly as she peered out into the parking lot from behind the cheap grime covered curtains that were hung from the single small window in the room.

There was one bed covered with a cheap looking and filty orange frayed comforter. A rotary phone sat on the haphazard bedside looking table. The accompanying lamp was something I hadn't seen since 1978 in my grandma's house.

"What not good enough for ya ?" Melody's sacharine sweet voice had always annoyed me. She looked like a sherman tank, but sounded like a ten year old girl. I detected a twinge of angry sacasm in her voice. She was fully aware that I didn't wanna fuck her. She seemed to be seething.

"I'm cool."
"Whatever, that's as good a answer as I'm gonna get from you douche."

She was definately seething ... pissed off even though she had won. she was gonna get what she wanted today.

"Take you fucking clothes off, I aint got all day." She emphasized her point by snapping my belt buckle open with a aggresive flick of her wrist.

I slowly dropped my pants as she stood there watching, her arms folded across her chest. she was actually tapping her foot and staring a hole right through me.

I felt her chubby digits on my arms as she stepped up to me. i was afraid she was gonna kiss me and was instantly worried that I would upchuck in her mouth if she did.  Melody pushed me towards the bathroom.

"Take a shower, you kinda stink."

I was kinda glad for the momentary reprive and quickly entered the small dingy bathroom.  

" To make a long story short ... I worked as a teller at a local bank. Melody was my supervisor and she was more than a little infatuated with me. Unfortunately, I wasn't inot the "BIG GIRL" thing. There was no way in HELL she was ever getting a piece  ... That is, until I completely fucked up. I had been trying to get into the pants of one of bank's customers for weeks ... I was successful to a certain degree .. but unfortunately for me, the girl was an underage criminal. She hit me up at my teller window with quite a number of inked checks, I was busted by Melody ..and blackmailed into a sexual relationship"

I considered staying in the shower until Melody got discouraged and left, but that probaly would have ment eventual prison. so, I sucked it up and exited the bathroom in a towel.

Melody had removed the nasty comforter from the bed and was laying face down in the middle of the bed. 

The only bit of clothing on her body was a black thong hidden in the massive cheeks that made up her huge ass. 

I slowly walked around the bed starring at the collosal task before me. Melody was laying on the bed starring at the wall in front of her. She had a strange melancholy look on her face.

"Look in my purse ... there's some baby oil in there." 

I retrieved the oil from her bag ( I couldn't help noticing more than a few candy bars &amp; snack cakes in there.) and climbed in bed (what was left of it) with Melody.

At her insistence I straddled her and began rubbing the oil into her back. Her huge shock of black hair had to be moved ( it hung almost to her waist.).

"Rub that oil on my ass moron." She hissed with a half sigh.

Melody had a big meaty all encompasing ass. I poured some oil on her buttocks and began seriously kneeding her cheeks. I was amazed at how solid and muscular her ass was. I took my time rubbing each cheek, running my fingers over the smooth flesh. Melody continued to sigh as I worked her pliant skin over. She began to shift from side to side.

It was like riding a massive wave as I continued my work, not completely retched out as I thought I would be. Rubbing more oil into those massive cheeks definately caused the heat in the room to rise.

"Oooh, that feels good. Careful I think you're starting to like it." 

I hated that voice, not just the child like quality of it ... but the truth that poured from her thin lips. Melody suddenly shifted her weight half tossing me off her back as she rose on all fours. Suddenly I found myself starring at the Melody's gigantic ass ...spread out in front of me. I found myself looking directly at her vagina.

It was like a swollen peach half  ... that the only way I can describe it .."seriously"

The back of her meaty thighs and just under her juicy butt were darkened like some tanning session gone wrong. I remembered a thousand bad jokes about fat chicks being unable to wipe their butts ... "that wasn't helping" .. I was puzzled momentarilly.

I reached out with one finger and touched the small inflated lips of her pussy.
A sudder ran through her body. I knew this because the bed suddenly rocked like an aftershock hit it. Melody sucked her lips and let out a low moan.

I felt motivated ... I wanted to make her react like that some more ... I don't know why, but I wanted to dominate her. Own her the way she had owned me because I'd fucked up. 

I began lightly running my single finger up and down the slight slit in the center of her vagina. She moaned loudly and rocked back and forth taking the whole bed with her at times. After about five minutes of this, her fustration became apparent.

"What are you waiting for ? ... LICK IT !!"  

SHIT !! ... I hadn't even considered giving her oral. I kinda figured that I would just take my pants off and poke her for about five minutes, fake cum into a condom and presto ... Dirty Deed Done !! ... Melody wasn't having it.. NO WAY !! NO HOW !!

I reached out with both of my hands, parting the giant butt cheeks in front of me, and this took some doing. The pillowy, yet sturdy flesh of those cheeks sunk in at the points were I grabbed it. I used a little force to part this huge bubble shaped butt... her vagina perfectly centered in the middle was almost a mirror image in it's beautiful peach like state.

The smell emanating from the secret place between her thighs was pungent in a half sweet sickenly sweet way. (Huh,huh maybe it smells like that because of all the twinkies this bitch eats ... huh,huh) ... I stuck my fingertip in her small puss and marvel at how tight it was ... her inner walls immediately trapping my finger snug in it's viselike grip.

I finger banged her ... to say the least, for a few seconds at least. Then i did something that shocked even Melody.

I sucked on my finger !![i][/i]

That's right .. I sucked her juices right off my finger. 

It tasted like ... I don't [i]know ...like honey. With some red wine mixed in .. yeah, thats about right...[/i] Once I realized what I was doing I stopped. Melody noticed.

"What's your problem ?... you're starting to like it !! I knew it !! Don't stop now baby .. Have some more.

But I sat there starring at my finger. Shocked at my own behavior. Unable to understand these contrary urges.

"Fuck it !! .. Let me help you out with that problem !!" 

Melody suddenly rose up in the bed on her knees and faced me. There was a weird, angry half smile on her face. I couldn't meet her piercing eyes for long. I stared down at her breasts.

Funny, Melody had to weigh at least two hundred and eighty pounds ... but she had small boobs. they were barely a C-cup. Perhaps, a large B cup. I thought it strange. Melody drapped one of her arms over her boobs. I was tripping off of her love slime ... I must have been .. I noticed the small hairs on her arm, the perfectly manicured and painted nails. Even her hands were child like. 

Melody suddenly swiped her other chubby arm at me. I was caught unawares and thrown into the flawed mattress with sufficient force. Before I could I react, both of her chubby hands were pinning my shoulders to the bed.

I looked directly up at her and waves of fear ran though my body as I realized what she was about to do. Melody emitted a soft girlish giggle as she pinned me down even further ... her boulder sized ass coming to a rest directly on top of my chest.

I was imobilized.

DARKNESS decended on me as she lightly shifted her weight on my chest, pushing her "cradle of life" towards my face.

"Go ahead baby ... have as much as you want."

I wanted to scream ... seriously ... but I didn't.[i][/i]

Instead, I was soon lapping away at her pussy like a frenzied little puppy dog. Licking the swollen lips of her vagina with abandon until they became so slick that my tongue finally slipped inside.

I began to run my tongue up &amp; down the walls of her pussy like a man possesed. Melody ground her pelvis inot my face as I increasedthe intensity of my tongue's undulations.

"Fuuuuuck !!"  .. was about all that came out of her mouth. Probaly the only thing that could come out of her pie hole considering the massive tremors running through her body. My face was drenched with her juices. I was worried for a moment that she would shift her weight unexpectantly and break my neck.

Suddenly, air suddenly rushed into my relieved lungs through my wide open mouth. Melody had lifted one of her oaktree like legs off of me and was kneeling at my side. The bed tilted in her direction. she gently touched my face, looking deeply into my eyes with what appeared to be some concern.

I was going to ask her what was wrong, but she placed her fingers across my lips effectly silencing me.

Melody lightly touched my chest, running her hands down my body.

"Quid Pro Quo ?"

She olled over to her side and got off the bed (The bed actually bounced a bit when she stood up... She had a massive stomach that jiggled quite like ..."a bowl of jelly" ..[i][/i]I felt a slight twinge of repulsion .. "I definately wasn't into the santa belly thing."  .. Melody never seemed to take her eyes off of me as she strolled to the end of the bed and knelt.

She poured what was left of the baby oil in the palms of both of her hands and grabbed my average sized cock with both of her hungry little hands. Melody began to knead my balls and cockwith an ever increasing intensity. she took her time with my package ... stroking my penis slightly and kneading my balls in her chubby hands with abandon.

"How do you like that ?" She cooed.
"Uh, it's uh..great." Her voice didn't seem that annoying any more. It was actually kind of pleasant.

"Tell me you love this ... You[i] love the feel of my hands all over your body." She half demanded.[i][/i][/i]

I knodded ... it wasn't out of arrogance or manly pride. It was just that I was gonna explode a geyser of cum everywhere in moments.

Melody let out a sigh and gave my cock a angry, spiteful tug.

She was shocked when a small jet of precum suddenly spurted from my cock. She smiled and continued her massage mercilessly. 

"The body doesn't lie" [i][/i]

Melody plunged her small mouth with it's thin lips down on my cock and began sucking all of the precum out of my torutred unit. god, it felt good ... Kinda like a mini-vacuum. My dick was already wrecked from her generous hands, but Melody would not be denied ... She greedily sucked and sucked on cock, all the while massaging my balls with loving attention to detail.

I ended up shooting another load into her hungry mouth ... at least I think I did. I never saw a drop dribble from her lips, and she kept working me over like a woman possesed.

"Stop ... please."  I had to beg off. she was killing me.[i][/i]

"WHAT ?!! .. Can't handle it huh?" Melody seemed proud of herself.[i][/i]

She stood up and pointed across the room at the only chair in the room. She apparently wanted me to grab the chair, impatiently snapping her fingers at me. I slowly got up and complied. Melody snatched the face from me and slammed it down facing the bed.

She gave me another one of her strong armed shoves which sent reeling to the sweaty matted sheets of the bed. I struggled to sit up on the end of the bed. Melody had taken a lot out of me ... and she definately wasn't finished with me. On a increasingly less subconscious level .. I wasn't finished with her either.

Melody straddled the chair facing away from me.[i]

I instictively knew what she wanted me to do next. I just, didn't know if it was her instincts or mine. All I knew was that there was a HUMONGOUS ASS on the chair in front of me. A glorious site ... The two distinct globes of her butt spilling over both sides of the chair.

"Fuck me... now." She cooed resting her small breasts against the back of the chair.[i][/i]

I was worried that the chair would give way under her weight.

I rubbed the swollen lips again with more vigor this time. They were dripping (litteraly) as my greedy fingers pried them apart.

I slowly and carefully worked my cock into her chubby box, first placing the head of my penis inside. Her juicy walls immediately converged on my cock trpping it snuggly. Once I had worked all of myself into her ... I realized my dilema.

There was no way I could fuck the shit out of her in this position. I was wedged inbetween the bed and my balls were touching the bottom of the chair. I didn't want to ask Melody to move .. but it was almost an impossible mission. I rubbed to perfect semi-circles that made up thesides of her thighs.

She seemed to instinctivly know what was going on and shifted her weight on the chair until she was resting on her hands. Bless her chunky heart ... =)

I began to fuck Melody.

"My supervisor at work .... who had busted me for cashing inked checks ..who had blackmailed me into a sexual tryst .. and made me the laughing stock of squatting teen emo's."

I began to seriously fuck the shit out of Melody.

"Not because I had to ... because I wanted to."[i][/i]

She had an extremely tight pussy .. to say the least. The friction of the frenzied love  making I was commiting on her tiny puss ... was tearing at the foreskin onmy penis ... I didn't care.

No. I didn't give a fuck ! ... I just wanted to fuck this woman ..forever.[i][/i]
The sight of ripples running across her monster sized butt, my handiwork .. was making me fuck her even harder. I hadn't even noticed that Melody was screaming her head off as her reproductive system was rearranged by my rabid dick. I grabbed one of her arms and pulled it behind her towards me, my other hand pulled at the mane of hair on her head violently.

The motel room began to echo the sounds of her sweet cries and the THX style sounds of my pelvis slap against her waterbed like ass. Melody began to sound like she was fucking choking on the dick  ... This just further fueled my lust.

" Cum ... cum, please." She uttered between thrusts. I didn't want to cum right away, this fat ass being just too good to let go to waste.[i][/i]

Melody pulled her arm free from me and grasped the end of the chair rising slightly to accomodate me as I beat her pussy to death. Now, it was a straight shot to her loins and I made the most of it. She buried her head in the seat of the chair moaning loudly, my thrusts making her sound like she was hick cupping.

I could feel the cum burning in the shaft of my cock and I let go of her hair to spread those prodigenous cheeks apart to plunge her even deeper. I could feel the cum traveling along the length of my cock ... building, building .. until ... 

GODDAMN SHAZZAM !!!

I pulled my engorged cock out of Melody and showed her incredible backside with what at least was two liters of cum. I actually glazed most of her massive cheeks with my u[i]ndeveloped kids.[/i][b][/b]

I fell back on the bed ... spent.

Melody ? ... She crashed to the floor on all fours. 

..and that's how we remained .. I don't know how long we were like that, but eventually Melody struggled to her feet and staggered into the shower. I remained on the bed, in my birthday suit no less.

I was hoping we would go again.

Melody eventually emerged from the bathroom, the towel barely covering her rubenesque body. I got excited the moment I saw her. I was immediately disappointed when she reached in her purse and pulled her large panties from it's interior (She had removed her underwear prior to arriving at the motel.).

 I watched silently as she struggled to pull her used stockings over her plump,chubby legs. Silently despaired as she put on her cute little underwire bra and ilfitting blouse.

... for some reason, I wanted Melody to know how I felt about what we had done. I slipped my arms around her waist and kissed her on the neck. She turned and gave me a deep soulful kiss. 

"That was fantastic."

"You know what the guy who took my cherry told me after we did it ?" She replied.[i][/i]

"What ?"
"He said ... I lost the bet."[i][/i]

She pushed me away and half ran out of the door.

Moments later... I heard her car pull out of the parking lot.

I silently dressed and exited the room as well. I actually looked back as I closed the door.

I was greeted with a small round of applause by the squatters. I sneered in their direction and this caused more laughter... Until I reached into my open window and pulled the trunk release.

My trunk suddenly popped open ...
                              
The squatters ran out of the parking lot like scattered chickens.]]></description>
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It had been about fifteen minutes sitting in my car before she arrived. I was kinda nervous sitting in my vehicle in the parking lot of a shady motel .. mid day and all.

But I was desparate not to end up in jail for fraud and other charges including but not limited to Statutory rape (More on that later) .. Melody knew that and she was gonna exploit that fact to death.

I was her slave .. so to speak.

I was lost in thought when the sound of crunching gravel distracted me. I looked out of the passenger side window to see her Honda Civic pulling up two cars over. 

I cringed as I saw the massive chesire cat type smile beaming at me through the window. The Large cartoony looking hazel eyes and tiny mousy nose with the Mrs. Claus type glasses resting on top of them... and finally, my skin crawled a bit at the shaggy mane of hair surrounding her face in a dark brunette corona.

The car actually tilted as she stepped out of it. There were some grungy emo type teens squatting in the parking lot as Melody stepped out of her car. Their snickering turned to audible laughter as the large woman defiantly stomped over to the clerk's window and paid for the room.

Her clothing ... a simple white ill-fitting long sleeved blouse and a dark navy blue skirt stretched to the max around her way too larger than her torso bottom. Her monstrous ass cheeks wobbled up and down as she stomped defiantly through the teen's laughter and open the motel door.

I considered putting the pedal to the metal and speeding off rather than step out of the car and identify myself as a "chubby chaser' by association.

Melody had stepped inside the motel room and was waving me over... a single chubby digit on her bloated hand signaling me "Come Hither" ... It was time for me to "pay the piper"

The laughter of the youthful squatters got even louder as it became apparent that "I" was Melody's paramour .. I did the "hands in the pocket, face cast downward" as I quickly entered the motel room.

Melody stood behind the door, slamming it as I entered ... She ignored me momentarilly as she peered out into the parking lot from behind the cheap grime covered curtains that were hung from the single small window in the room.

There was one bed covered with a cheap looking and filty orange frayed comforter. A rotary phone sat on the haphazard bedside looking table. The accompanying lamp was something I hadn't seen since 1978 in my grandma's house.

"What not good enough for ya ?" Melody's sacharine sweet voice had always annoyed me. She looked like a sherman tank, but sounded like a ten year old girl. I detected a twinge of angry sacasm in her voice. She was fully aware that I didn't wanna fuck her. She seemed to be seething.

"I'm cool."
"Whatever, that's as good a answer as I'm gonna get from you douche."

She was definately seething ... pissed off even though she had won. she was gonna get what she wanted today.

"Take you fucking clothes off, I aint got all day." She emphasized her point by snapping my belt buckle open with a aggresive flick of her wrist.

I slowly dropped my pants as she stood there watching, her arms folded across her chest. she was actually tapping her foot and staring a hole right through me.

I felt her chubby digits on my arms as she stepped up to me. i was afraid she was gonna kiss me and was instantly worried that I would upchuck in her mouth if she did. Melody pushed me towards the bathroom.

"Take a shower, you kinda stink."

I was kinda glad for the momentary reprive and quickly entered the small dingy bathroom. 

" To make a long story short ... I worked as a teller at a local bank. Melody was my supervisor and she was more than a little infatuated with me. Unfortunately, I wasn't inot the "BIG GIRL" thing. There was no way in HELL she was ever getting a piece ... That is, until I completely fucked up. I had been trying to get into the pants of one of bank's customers for weeks ... I was successful to a certain degree .. but unfortunately for me, the girl was an underage criminal. She hit me up at my teller window with quite a number of inked checks, I was busted by Melody ..and blackmailed into a sexual relationship"

I considered staying in the shower until Melody got discouraged and left, but that probaly would have ment eventual prison. so, I sucked it up and exited the bathroom in a towel.

Melody had removed the nasty comforter from the bed and was laying face down in the middle of the bed. 

The only bit of clothing on her body was a black thong hidden in the massive cheeks that made up her huge ass. 

I slowly walked around the bed starring at the collosal task before me. Melody was laying on the bed starring at the wall in front of her. She had a strange melancholy look on her face.

"Look in my purse ... there's some baby oil in there." 

I retrieved the oil from her bag ( I couldn't help noticing more than a few candy bars &amp; snack cakes in there.) and climbed in bed (what was left of it) with Melody.

At her insistence I straddled her and began rubbing the oil into her back. Her huge shock of black hair had to be moved ( it hung almost to her waist.).

"Rub that oil on my ass moron." She hissed with a half sigh.

Melody had a big meaty all encompasing ass. I poured some oil on her buttocks and began seriously kneeding her cheeks. I was amazed at how solid and muscular her ass was. I took my time rubbing each cheek, running my fingers over the smooth flesh. Melody continued to sigh as I worked her pliant skin over. She began to shift from side to side.

It was like riding a massive wave as I continued my work, not completely retched out as I thought I would be. Rubbing more oil into those massive cheeks definately caused the heat in the room to rise.

"Oooh, that feels good. Careful I think you're starting to like it." 

I hated that voice, not just the child like quality of it ... but the truth that poured from her thin lips. Melody suddenly shifted her weight half tossing me off her back as she rose on all fours. Suddenly I found myself starring at the Melody's gigantic ass ...spread out in front of me. I found myself looking directly at her vagina.

It was like a swollen peach half ... that the only way I can describe it .."seriously"

The back of her meaty thighs and just under her juicy butt were darkened like some tanning session gone wrong. I remembered a thousand bad jokes about fat chicks being unable to wipe their butts ... "that wasn't helping" .. I was puzzled momentarilly.

I reached out with one finger and touched the small inflated lips of her pussy.
A sudder ran through her body. I knew this because the bed suddenly rocked like an aftershock hit it. Melody sucked her lips and let out a low moan.

I felt motivated ... I wanted to make her react like that some more ... I don't know why, but I wanted to dominate her. Own her the way she had owned me because I'd fucked up. 

I began lightly running my single finger up and down the slight slit in the center of her vagina. She moaned loudly and rocked back and forth taking the whole bed with her at times. After about five minutes of this, her fustration became apparent.

"What are you waiting for ? ... LICK IT !!" 

SHIT !! ... I hadn't even considered giving her oral. I kinda figured that I would just take my pants off and poke her for about five minutes, fake cum into a condom and presto ... Dirty Deed Done !! ... Melody wasn't having it.. NO WAY !! NO HOW !!

I reached out with both of my hands, parting the giant butt cheeks in front of me, and this took some doing. The pillowy, yet sturdy flesh of those cheeks sunk in at the points were I grabbed it. I used a little force to part this huge bubble shaped butt... her vagina perfectly centered in the middle was almost a mirror image in it's beautiful peach like state.

The smell emanating from the secret place between her thighs was pungent in a half sweet sickenly sweet way. (Huh,huh maybe it smells like that because of all the twinkies this bitch eats ... huh,huh) ... I stuck my fingertip in her small puss and marvel at how tight it was ... her inner walls immediately trapping my finger snug in it's viselike grip.

I finger banged her ... to say the least, for a few seconds at least. Then i did something that shocked even Melody.

I sucked on my finger !!

That's right .. I sucked her juices right off my finger. 

It tasted like ... I don't know ...like honey. With some red wine mixed in .. yeah, thats about right... Once I realized what I was doing I stopped. Melody noticed.

"What's your problem ?... you're starting to like it !! I knew it !! Don't stop now baby .. Have some more.

But I sat there starring at my finger. Shocked at my own behavior. Unable to understand these contrary urges.

"Fuck it !! .. Let me help you out with that problem !!" 

Melody suddenly rose up in the bed on her knees and faced me. There was a weird, angry half smile on her face. I couldn't meet her piercing eyes for long. I stared down at her breasts.

Funny, Melody had to weigh at least two hundred and eighty pounds ... but she had small boobs. they were barely a C-cup. Perhaps, a large B cup. I thought it strange. Melody drapped one of her arms over her boobs. I was tripping off of her love slime ... I must have been .. I noticed the small hairs on her arm, the perfectly manicured and painted nails. Even her hands were child like. 

Melody suddenly swiped her other chubby arm at me. I was caught unawares and thrown into the flawed mattress with sufficient force. Before I could I react, both of her chubby hands were pinning my shoulders to the bed.

I looked directly up at her and waves of fear ran though my body as I realized what she was about to do. Melody emitted a soft girlish giggle as she pinned me down even further ... her boulder sized ass coming to a rest directly on top of my chest.

I was imobilized.

DARKNESS decended on me as she lightly shifted her weight on my chest, pushing her "cradle of life" towards my face.

"Go ahead baby ... have as much as you want."

I wanted to scream ... seriously ... but I didn't.

Instead, I was soon lapping away at her pussy like a frenzied little puppy dog. Licking the swollen lips of her vagina with abandon until they became so slick that my tongue finally slipped inside.

I began to run my tongue up &amp; down the walls of her pussy like a man possesed. Melody ground her pelvis inot my face as I increasedthe intensity of my tongue's undulations.

"Fuuuuuck !!" .. was about all that came out of her mouth. Probaly the only thing that could come out of her pie hole considering the massive tremors running through her body. My face was drenched with her juices. I was worried for a moment that she would shift her weight unexpectantly and break my neck.

Suddenly, air suddenly rushed into my relieved lungs through my wide open mouth. Melody had lifted one of her oaktree like legs off of me and was kneeling at my side. The bed tilted in her direction. she gently touched my face, looking deeply into my eyes with what appeared to be some concern.

I was going to ask her what was wrong, but she placed her fingers across my lips effectly silencing me.

Melody lightly touched my chest, running her hands down my body.

"Quid Pro Quo ?"

She olled over to her side and got off the bed (The bed actually bounced a bit when she stood up... She had a massive stomach that jiggled quite like ..."a bowl of jelly" ..I felt a slight twinge of repulsion .. "I definately wasn't into the santa belly thing." .. Melody never seemed to take her eyes off of me as she strolled to the end of the bed and knelt.

She poured what was left of the baby oil in the palms of both of her hands and grabbed my average sized cock with both of her hungry little hands. Melody began to knead my balls and cockwith an ever increasing intensity. she took her time with my package ... stroking my penis slightly and kneading my balls in her chubby hands with abandon.

"How do you like that ?" She cooed.
"Uh, it's uh..great." Her voice didn't seem that annoying any more. It was actually kind of pleasant.

"Tell me you love this ... You love the feel of my hands all over your body." She half demanded.[i][/i]

I knodded ... it wasn't out of arrogance or manly pride. It was just that I was gonna explode a geyser of cum everywhere in moments.

Melody let out a sigh and gave my cock a angry, spiteful tug.

She was shocked when a small jet of precum suddenly spurted from my cock. She smiled and continued her massage mercilessly. 

"The body doesn't lie" 

Melody plunged her small mouth with it's thin lips down on my cock and began sucking all of the precum out of my torutred unit. god, it felt good ... Kinda like a mini-vacuum. My dick was already wrecked from her generous hands, but Melody would not be denied ... She greedily sucked and sucked on cock, all the while massaging my balls with loving attention to detail.

I ended up shooting another load into her hungry mouth ... at least I think I did. I never saw a drop dribble from her lips, and she kept working me over like a woman possesed.

"Stop ... please." I had to beg off. she was killing me.

"WHAT ?!! .. Can't handle it huh?" Melody seemed proud of herself.

She stood up and pointed across the room at the only chair in the room. She apparently wanted me to grab the chair, impatiently snapping her fingers at me. I slowly got up and complied. Melody snatched the face from me and slammed it down facing the bed.

She gave me another one of her strong armed shoves which sent reeling to the sweaty matted sheets of the bed. I struggled to sit up on the end of the bed. Melody had taken a lot out of me ... and she definately wasn't finished with me. On a increasingly less subconscious level .. I wasn't finished with her either.

Melody straddled the chair facing away from me.

I instictively knew what she wanted me to do next. I just, didn't know if it was her instincts or mine. All I knew was that there was a HUMONGOUS ASS on the chair in front of me. A glorious site ... The two distinct globes of her butt spilling over both sides of the chair.

"Fuck me... now." She cooed resting her small breasts against the back of the chair.[i]

I was worried that the chair would give way under her weight.

I rubbed the swollen lips again with more vigor this time. They were dripping (litteraly) as my greedy fingers pried them apart.

I slowly and carefully worked my cock into her chubby box, first placing the head of my penis inside. Her juicy walls immediately converged on my cock trpping it snuggly. Once I had worked all of myself into her ... I realized my dilema.

There was no way I could fuck the shit out of her in this position. I was wedged inbetween the bed and my balls were touching the bottom of the chair. I didn't want to ask Melody to move .. but it was almost an impossible mission. I rubbed to perfect semi-circles that made up thesides of her thighs.

She seemed to instinctivly know what was going on and shifted her weight on the chair until she was resting on her hands. Bless her chunky heart ... =)

I began to fuck Melody.

"My supervisor at work .... who had busted me for cashing inked checks ..who had blackmailed me into a sexual tryst .. and made me the laughing stock of squatting teen emo's."

I began to seriously fuck the shit out of Melody.

"Not because I had to ... because I wanted to."

She had an extremely tight pussy .. to say the least. The friction of the frenzied love making I was commiting on her tiny puss ... was tearing at the foreskin onmy penis ... I didn't care.

No. I didn't give a fuck ! ... I just wanted to fuck this woman ..forever.
The sight of ripples running across her monster sized butt, my handiwork .. was making me fuck her even harder. I hadn't even noticed that Melody was screaming her head off as her reproductive system was rearranged by my rabid dick. I grabbed one of her arms and pulled it behind her towards me, my other hand pulled at the mane of hair on her head violently.

The motel room began to echo the sounds of her sweet cries and the THX style sounds of my pelvis slap against her waterbed like ass. Melody began to sound like she was fucking choking on the dick ... This just further fueled my lust.

" Cum ... cum, please." She uttered between thrusts. I didn't want to cum right away, this fat ass being just too good to let go to waste.

Melody pulled her arm free from me and grasped the end of the chair rising slightly to accomodate me as I beat her pussy to death. Now, it was a straight shot to her loins and I made the most of it. She buried her head in the seat of the chair moaning loudly, my thrusts making her sound like she was hick cupping.

I could feel the cum burning in the shaft of my cock and I let go of her hair to spread those prodigenous cheeks apart to plunge her even deeper. I could feel the cum traveling along the length of my cock ... building, building .. until ... 

GODDAMN SHAZZAM !!!

I pulled my engorged cock out of Melody and showed her incredible backside with what at least was two liters of cum. I actually glazed most of her massive cheeks with my undeveloped kids.

I fell back on the bed ... spent.

Melody ? ... She crashed to the floor on all fours. 

..and that's how we remained .. I don't know how long we were like that, but eventually Melody struggled to her feet and staggered into the shower. I remained on the bed, in my birthday suit no less.

I was hoping we would go again.

Melody eventually emerged from the bathroom, the towel barely covering her rubenesque body. I got excited the moment I saw her. I was immediately disappointed when she reached in her purse and pulled her large panties from it's interior (She had removed her underwear prior to arriving at the motel.).

I watched silently as she struggled to pull her used stockings over her plump,chubby legs. Silently despaired as she put on her cute little underwire bra and ilfitting blouse.

... for some reason, I wanted Melody to know how I felt about what we had done. I slipped my arms around her waist and kissed her on the neck. She turned and gave me a deep soulful kiss. 

"That was fantastic."

"You know what the guy who took my cherry told me after we did it ?" She replied.

"What ?"
"He said ... I lost the bet."

She pushed me away and half ran out of the door.

Moments later... I heard her car pull out of the parking lot.

I silently dressed and exited the room as well. I actually looked back as I closed the door.

I was greeted with a small round of applause by the squatters. I sneered in their direction and this caused more laughter... Until I reached into my open window and pulled the trunk release.

My trunk suddenly popped open ...

The squatters ran out of the parking lot like scattered chickens.

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<description><![CDATA[Ever hear that old rap song It was a Good Day by Ice Cube?

The song refers to that one inevitable day that every one has where everything goes right, you cant make a mistake and you have the luck of the Irish.

Well, I recently had one of those days. It was probably one of the greatest days in my life. 

For a little background on me (to put things in perspective)  I live and work  in San Francisco. Its a great city, but I have what is deemed bad karma. My friends tease me by calling me Peter Parker because Im a little bit klutzy and always have some trouble with the ladies.

I work in the mail room at a prestigious law firm ( which I cant name here for fear of being sued to death.) where I take a lot of shit off of various high end lawyers and executives. Chief among my workplace antagonists would be Debbie Manchellini.  She was an executive assistant for one of the partners and she always seemed to be in a perpetually bad mood  What does she look like? Just think of that old pop star Debbie Gibson (In her teens) with a seriously exaggerated coke bottle shape. From the waist up she looked like a normal sized woman with nice sized boobs, but from the waist down she was abnormal with her hips flaring noticeably outward so much that the long skirts she wore were stretched out to the max. Her face was narrow and youthful framed with a long lions mane of 80s style curly blonde hair topped of with a bowed ponytail jutting out of the top of her head.

Debbie was in charge of the mailroom and some of the other departments and she ruled with an iron fist. Part of the reason she got away with it was because she was married to one of the partners.

Most of the low level workers called Debbie  Wide Load and Bell Bottom   They snickered and whispered when she walked past.  I on the other hand found myself starring intently at Debbies wide load more and more as the days progressed. I began to wonder what was under the extra long pleated skirts  that she wore. Were her legs a mass of cottage cheese and varicose veins ? Did she posses the muscular horse-like legs of a thoroughbred ? Was her butt a messy shapeless form  resembling chewed up and discarded gum or  did it resemble two shapely globes?

My curiosity had quietly turned me into a budding Ass Man , a new age R. Crumb of sorts.
I didnt dare confide in any of my co-workers. I would have been heckled out of the building. My roommate Shaggy ( Hippie parents) thought it was funny and cool at the same time.  He was a serious stoner who had a Get in were you fit In attitude when it came to women.   


This was apparent based on the appearance of a few of Shaggys female stoner friends that hung out at our apartment on a regular basis.  There was Bettie , an extremely skinny and petite asian art student that Id had the misfortune of seeing nude once. Id come home from the movies and entered my darkened apartment only to find Shaggy taking her anally as she perched on the sink like a gargoyle. Trust me, not something you wanna see.

Then there was Gloria, a extremely rotund and porous looking brunette who always seemed to be passed out on my living room floor. She was a Berkley grad student who had flamed out and was currently spinning around the academic drain. She was nice enough when she wasnt disoriented from what seemed to be a perpetual high. You might ask why a seemingly clean cut guy like myself put up with Shaggy and his associate squatters. Well, the answer is simple.


Claudia Escobar, Shaggys long time best friend and a constant object of continual lust for me. She had been employed at the firm for a year longer than me when Shaggy had suggested that she help a newly arrived me get a 9 to 5 and conform. 

(Note: Shaggys parents sent him a monthly stipend in thousands of dollars. Shaggy was a trust fund Baby.).

Claudia was this really cool Columbian chick that was working in the paralegal department. She had long silky looking raven colored tresses that hung to her shoulders and a uncommonly beautiful face. She was probably about five four and seemed to have an athletic build. (She always seemed to be wearing business suits, so I couldnt tell exactly how she  was built.).  She wore a large pair of black horn rimmed glasses that accentuated her hazel colored eyes. I was really into Claudia and even the sound of her slightly accented voice was enough to give me a raging boner.  

When I first started going to work at the firm, we would ride the train together. I was always on my game with a pithy comment or some new joke to amuse Claudia. To my credit, she though I was the funniest thing since sliced bread. I kinda figured I was halfway to getting in her undies when she laughed and gave me playful little punches on my arm when I flirted.

The only problem was that Claudia was dating this asshole named Ricardo. 

This dude was a chunky, angry looking dick that was completely toxic to Claudia.  She had confided in me about the many times he had cheated on her and embarrassed her in public. After sharing a few rides with me on the train, Claudia even admitted that he had totaled her BMW one night in a drunken binge. Her beautiful eyes would go to this distant far away place when she talked about Ricardo.  She said that she knew she should dump the bastard 

But, she also said she loved him. 
And that was it for me. Too many times had I been the friend  to some hot, unattainable chick. So, I just sucked it up and kept my lust to myself, content just to be in her circle. 
Wed even started walking arm-in-arm on occasion, separating only when we got to the firm.  Gossip was rampant in the workplace and spread with the speed of a forest fire. I certainly didnt care if I was orally linked to Claudia, but she was working on a legal career with hopes of becoming a lawyer some day.

I always let her have the first crowded elevator, waiting for the second and waving at her as the doors closed.  Then I skulked off to my waiting misery in the mail room.  Debbie had been running the mail room ragged for the last couple of weeks and issuing mandatory overtime, so I hadnt been enjoying Claudias company as of late.  It was Thursday Night &amp; Id barely made it home only to find the apartment full of people and loud music. Shaggy was having another of his stoner parties, so I went to the double doors that made up the  entrance to my room and crashed into exhausted darkness of sleep.


1201am:

I was deep in sleep with visions of a naked Claudia frolicking when I was awakened from my sleep by a strange sensation  a wet, heated sensation that seemed to emanating from my crotch and inner thighs  There was a strange slurping, sucking sound in the darkness.

I opened my eyes seeing nothing in the pitch dark of my room and was obliged to hit the switch on my bedside lamp.

My room was  suddenly illuminated. I was still under my large thick blankets lying prone with my head facing the rooms double doors. However, there was a strange spherical object bobbing up and down between my legs. 


I panicked throwing the blankets back only to find .

Gloria giving me head.

She explained that she had sought the comfort of my bedroom floor when Shaggys festivities had become a little bit too much.   Gloria then went on to explain that she had been disturbed to find me restlessly tossing and turning in my sleep  and had thusly decided to help me relax.  she complimented me on the cleanliness of my cock and clearly intended to finish giving me head.

I declined ( Out of well, embarrassment that I could sleep while someone was sucking me off.)   Gloria insisted that it was no big deal and that no one would be the wiser.  She said that I needed to realign my chi or something to that effect.


In fact the entire time we had been talking about the pros and cons of the continued head, she had been softly stroking my cock in a soft yet measured manner. She was extremely skilled in this regard. I figured hell with it, I wasnt seeing anyone  and I had no chance with Claudia anyway.

Gloria was actually quite attractive in an ethnic kind of way.  She  had a soft round youthful  looking face with a somewhat prominent nose that gave away her jewish heritage. She was soft and cuddly, her tiny digits  wrapped around my member like she was holding a flute.  Yes, she definitely had her technique down as she lay on her stomach between my legs sucking and stroking me increasing intensity. 

I lost it in short order . Blowing a quart of DNA deep into her waiting throat and becoming immediately embarrassed afterward.

1230am:

Gloria sat on the end of my bed alternately drinking from a half full can of beer and lecturing me on being comfortable with showing my sexual  nature.  She was quite the intellectual admitting to losing her mojo after giving herself anally to her liberal arts professor &amp; being rebuked from his social circle afterwards.

0130am: 

Im laying on my bed again with Gloria on top of me  her blue thong pulled to the side as she rides me cowgirl. For some reason, Im just weirded out when I should be ecstatic that Im getting laid.  I close my eyes and reach under Glorias Mario Bros. t-shirt cupping her surprisingly full breasts.  Both of her nipples are pierced.

Gloria removes her t-shirt and starts grinding the shit out of me  all the while mumbling some existential bullshit about everything having its place in the universe. She locks her legs against the sides of my pelvis and grinds me nearly to dust as she begins to orgasm. 

I dont cum  but my cock quivers uncontrollably.

Gloria wraps her tiny fingers around my cock and starts sucking on my balls . I ultimately fill her mouth with more liters of cum than she can handle. 

She asks me if I am still embarrassed and I admit that I am. 

She sighs and looks around on a bedside table finding another can of beer.  She has some light freckles on her back.  I want to kiss them. She grabs the remote and turns on the television.  We sit in my bed together watching War of the Gargantuas . It is a really cheesy movie.


0230am:

Im pounding the snot out of Glorias ass.  Normally, Im not the kind of guy that would -well, I usually dont do anal.  But Gloria has convinced me that it will help her get closure  about the debacle concerning her professor.

Its an extremely tight fit .  Gloria is on her knees bent over my bed. Me, Im grabbing her fleshy square butt and working my crank deeper and deeper into her ass.  She has her face buried into the comforters on my bed, moaning loudly. 

In the other room, Shaggys party continues unabated.

0317am:

I shoot a third and final load deep into Glorias rectum and pass out on top of her. I am not embarrassed  Im simply spent.

0435am:

I  awake from my exhausted slumber and look across the room to see Gloria sitting on the toilet in my private bathroom looking dejected.  She is sobbing. 


0525am:

I finally awake from my weird night of nasty sex to find Gloria cuddled up under me. She looks somewhat at peace.  I gingerly slip out of bed and prepare for work. 

When I come out of the shower, Gloria is standing there with a cup of coffee wearing one of my t-shirts.  She assures me that she isnt trying to make anything out of her tryst, just that it was a release for both of us.  She admits that she probably needed the sex more than I did and feels like she can finally get on with her life. 

I dont know what to say to that .

I really dont. 

Gloria pulls on a pair of jeans and quietly leaves my room after giving me a kiss on the cheek.  I hear the front door close moments later.


0627am:

Im standing in whats left of my living room. Shaggy and his friends have trashed my home.

0645am: 

Im just about finished sweeping up all of the loose trash and beer bottles. My hard wood floor is scraped to shit, but I could care less. Shaggy is nowhere to be found, a cryptic message left on the fridge the only clue to his whereabouts.


0722am:

Text message from Claudia:  Meet you at Café.

Sometimes I had breakfast with Claudia before going to work. Today, her text was a little bit early this particular morning. And I quickly finished  my preliminary cleaning to catch up with her.


0815am:

Gloria is little more than an afterthought as I take a care to the café where Claudia is waiting . Its a quaint little corner café run by an old Chinese couple (Both guys) and the food is just above adequate. 

I actually find Claudia  waiting for me in the doorway. The over anxious look on her face gives me a moment of pause  The hug that follows is equally alarming.


0835am:

I have just spent the last twenty minutes listening to Claudia  pour her heart out about how Ricardo treats her like trash and barely even looks at her anymore. Im sympathetic but not overly so  Secretly this alarms me. Is it because I had just the night prior hours upon hours of guilt free sex? 

 While shes talking to me Im actually fazing in and out of consciousness. Her words are starting to become slurred, my vision blurs as she goes on and on relentlessly about this Ricardo douche.  The obvious results of my marathon night with Gloria.  My mind begins to wander a few hours earlier to Glorias fleshy butt bouncing up and down on my worn out cock.  She was so uninhibited and well, accommodating.  I began to wonder if I should  pursue the easier path with Gloria.

0847am:

Are you listening to me?

There was an actual look of desperation on Claudias face.
I was at a lost for words in the face of this plain and simple question from the object of my desire and lust for months prior. She was looking straight into my pie hole waiting for me to respond.  Before I could formulate an answer, Claudia had let out a quite audible sigh and hit the door. 

The loud slamming of the restaurants glass door snapped me out of my stupor long enough to catch up with Claudia as she stood on the curb facing the street. I apologized profusely lightly touching her arm.

She responded with a kiss.

Instant Reply -  Claudia Escobar kisses me. In the middle of the street. In public  no less. 


Before I could respond, she had hailed a cab and was off to work minus me.  Her BFF (Or so I thought.) left standing on the corner this overcast morning. I went back into the café and paid the bill before running two blocks to the subway station and nearly getting hit by at two cars.


0925am:

Twenty five minutes late  for work.  Debbie  had been waiting for me at the time clock with a write up. I didnt plead my case or even try to appeal to her better nature  I simply signed it. No questions asked . No problem  I just didnt care about Debbies bullshit today.  She actually looked surprised when I signed the paper work. 

Since midnight, my life had become complicated. Id accidentally gotten laid with one of Shaggys friends and to top it off Claudia has picked today to start some drama. I didnt know how to feel about it as I played the kiss over and over again in my minds theatre. 

I spent most of the morning in a daze while life continued unabated all around me.  The office was buzzing with fresh gossip of the blockbuster kind. Rumors stated that their was some sort of upheaval going on with the partners and that change was in the air. Some of my coworkers were speculating that it had been the reason why Debbie had been driving the office batty.

1017am:

I sitting in the break room with a couple of guys. My friend Brad whos been at the firm for a year longer than me and a temp named Gerald, some brother from across the bay (Oaktown)  Hes a temp worker from friggin Apple One and cant seem to shut up about Debbies big freakish looking butt. Hes annoying, but only because hes stating what Ive been thinking for quite some time now.

Damn, how do guys work with that in the office ?  I wanna jump on her back every time she come up the aisle, shit man.  Seriously, I dont know how she can even walk through there without tearing those fucking cheap ass partitions up with them big ass hips.

Brad had been drinking milk (with a straw) and was spewing fluid from his nostrils and mouth because of Geralds impromptu comedy act.

Seriously, that shit got me fiending something serious. I never wanted to kiss an ass so bad in my life.  Damn man, Id like to run two fingers up the crack of that ass.

I  kinda chuckled at Geralds comments, but he was right. I had been wondering what was under all those pleated skirts for a long time now. I had entertained numerous internal skits where Id worshipped Debbies ass in one form or another.

Bra? 

He was talking to me. 

Bra ? Youd hit that wouldnt you bra?  Gerald really wanted to know. Brad had leaned forward in his seat to hear my answer. 

Bra? I seen you staring at that donk man. Youd hit it serious huh? I  struggled to find an answer for Gerald, trying to find a plausible way to deny his sneaky accusation. My coworkers would heckle me out of a job if Id admitted my fetish.

BREAKS OVER !!!!

None of us had realized that Debbie was standing in the room just out of eyesight. There was no telling how long she had been standing there listening to our little jam session about her butt.

MR. JOHNSON, YOUR CHECK WILL BE MAILED OUT ON FRIDAY. YOUR SERVICES ARE NO LONGER REQUIRED.  YOUR AGENCYS SERVICES-ARE-NO-LONGER-NEEDED. I WILL BE HAVING A PHONE CONFERENCE TO LET THEM KNOW WHY THEYRE CONTRACT IS CANCELLED. 

YOU TWO BELONG TO THE FIRM. FOR HOW LONG, I REALLY DONT KNOW AFTER TODAY, BUT YOU HAVE A LOT OF WORK TO DO BOYS.

All three of us were just blown away that we had been caught having a locker room moment. I dont know if I was more surprised that she was there listening or that Gerald had made me regarding my obsession with Debbies butt.  I  didnt know if today would be my last, but I was glad I hadnt admitted anything. 


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<description><![CDATA[Ever hear that old rap song It was a Good Day by Ice Cube?

The song refers to that one inevitable day that every one has where everything goes right, you cant make a mistake and you have the luck of the Irish.

Well, I recently had one of those days. It was probably one of the greatest days in my life. 

For a little background on me (to put things in perspective)  I live and work  in San Francisco. Its a great city, but I have what is deemed bad karma. My friends tease me by calling me Peter Parker because Im a little bit klutzy and always have some trouble with the ladies.

I work in the mail room at a prestigious law firm ( which I cant name here for fear of being sued to death.) where I take a lot of shit off of various high end lawyers and executives. Chief among my workplace antagonists would be Debbie Manchellini.  She was an executive assistant for one of the partners and she always seemed to be in a perpetually bad mood  What does she look like? Just think of that old pop star Debbie Gibson (In her teens) with a seriously exaggerated coke bottle shape. From the waist up she looked like a normal sized woman with nice sized boobs, but from the waist down she was abnormal with her hips flaring noticeably outward so much that the long skirts she wore were stretched out to the max. Her face was narrow and youthful framed with a long lions mane of 80s style curly blonde hair topped of with a bowed ponytail jutting out of the top of her head.

Debbie was in charge of the mailroom and some of the other departments and she ruled with an iron fist. Part of the reason she got away with it was because she was married to one of the partners.

Most of the low level workers called Debbie  Wide Load and Bell Bottom   They snickered and whispered when she walked past.  I on the other hand found myself starring intently at Debbies wide load more and more as the days progressed. I began to wonder what was under the extra long pleated skirts  that she wore. Were her legs a mass of cottage cheese and varicose veins ? Did she posses the muscular horse-like legs of a thoroughbred ? Was her butt a messy shapeless form  resembling chewed up and discarded gum or  did it resemble two shapely globes?

My curiosity had quietly turned me into a budding Ass Man , a new age R. Crumb of sorts.
I didnt dare confide in any of my co-workers. I would have been heckled out of the building. My roommate Shaggy ( Hippie parents) thought it was funny and cool at the same time.  He was a serious stoner who had a Get in were you fit In attitude when it came to women.   


This was apparent based on the appearance of a few of Shaggys female stoner friends that hung out at our apartment on a regular basis.  There was Bettie , an extremely skinny and petite asian art student that Id had the misfortune of seeing nude once. Id come home from the movies and entered my darkened apartment only to find Shaggy taking her anally as she perched on the sink like a gargoyle. Trust me, not something you wanna see.

Then there was Gloria, a extremely rotund and porous looking brunette who always seemed to be passed out on my living room floor. She was a Berkley grad student who had flamed out and was currently spinning around the academic drain. She was nice enough when she wasnt disoriented from what seemed to be a perpetual high. You might ask why a seemingly clean cut guy like myself put up with Shaggy and his associate squatters. Well, the answer is simple.


Claudia Escobar, Shaggys long time best friend and a constant object of continual lust for me. She had been employed at the firm for a year longer than me when Shaggy had suggested that she help a newly arrived me get a 9 to 5 and conform. 

(Note: Shaggys parents sent him a monthly stipend in thousands of dollars. Shaggy was a trust fund Baby.).

Claudia was this really cool Columbian chick that was working in the paralegal department. She had long silky looking raven colored tresses that hung to her shoulders and a uncommonly beautiful face. She was probably about five four and seemed to have an athletic build. (She always seemed to be wearing business suits, so I couldnt tell exactly how she  was built.).  She wore a large pair of black horn rimmed glasses that accentuated her hazel colored eyes. I was really into Claudia and even the sound of her slightly accented voice was enough to give me a raging boner.  

When I first started going to work at the firm, we would ride the train together. I was always on my game with a pithy comment or some new joke to amuse Claudia. To my credit, she though I was the funniest thing since sliced bread. I kinda figured I was halfway to getting in her undies when she laughed and gave me playful little punches on my arm when I flirted.

The only problem was that Claudia was dating this asshole named Ricardo. 

This dude was a chunky, angry looking dick that was completely toxic to Claudia.  She had confided in me about the many times he had cheated on her and embarrassed her in public. After sharing a few rides with me on the train, Claudia even admitted that he had totaled her BMW one night in a drunken binge. Her beautiful eyes would go to this distant far away place when she talked about Ricardo.  She said that she knew she should dump the bastard 

But, she also said she loved him. 
And that was it for me. Too many times had I been the friend  to some hot, unattainable chick. So, I just sucked it up and kept my lust to myself, content just to be in her circle. 
Wed even started walking arm-in-arm on occasion, separating only when we got to the firm.  Gossip was rampant in the workplace and spread with the speed of a forest fire. I certainly didnt care if I was orally linked to Claudia, but she was working on a legal career with hopes of becoming a lawyer some day.

I always let her have the first crowded elevator, waiting for the second and waving at her as the doors closed.  Then I skulked off to my waiting misery in the mail room.  Debbie had been running the mail room ragged for the last couple of weeks and issuing mandatory overtime, so I hadnt been enjoying Claudias company as of late.  It was Thursday Night &amp; Id barely made it home only to find the apartment full of people and loud music. Shaggy was having another of his stoner parties, so I went to the double doors that made up the  entrance to my room and crashed into exhausted darkness of sleep.


1201am:

I was deep in sleep with visions of a naked Claudia frolicking when I was awakened from my sleep by a strange sensation  a wet, heated sensation that seemed to emanating from my crotch and inner thighs  There was a strange slurping, sucking sound in the darkness.

I opened my eyes seeing nothing in the pitch dark of my room and was obliged to hit the switch on my bedside lamp.

My room was  suddenly illuminated. I was still under my large thick blankets lying prone with my head facing the rooms double doors. However, there was a strange spherical object bobbing up and down between my legs. 


I panicked throwing the blankets back only to find .

Gloria giving me head.

She explained that she had sought the comfort of my bedroom floor when Shaggys festivities had become a little bit too much.   Gloria then went on to explain that she had been disturbed to find me restlessly tossing and turning in my sleep  and had thusly decided to help me relax.  she complimented me on the cleanliness of my cock and clearly intended to finish giving me head.

I declined ( Out of well, embarrassment that I could sleep while someone was sucking me off.)   Gloria insisted that it was no big deal and that no one would be the wiser.  She said that I needed to realign my chi or something to that effect.


In fact the entire time we had been talking about the pros and cons of the continued head, she had been softly stroking my cock in a soft yet measured manner. She was extremely skilled in this regard. I figured hell with it, I wasnt seeing anyone  and I had no chance with Claudia anyway.

Gloria was actually quite attractive in an ethnic kind of way.  She  had a soft round youthful  looking face with a somewhat prominent nose that gave away her jewish heritage. She was soft and cuddly, her tiny digits  wrapped around my member like she was holding a flute.  Yes, she definitely had her technique down as she lay on her stomach between my legs sucking and stroking me increasing intensity. 

I lost it in short order . Blowing a quart of DNA deep into her waiting throat and becoming immediately embarrassed afterward.

1230am:

Gloria sat on the end of my bed alternately drinking from a half full can of beer and lecturing me on being comfortable with showing my sexual  nature.  She was quite the intellectual admitting to losing her mojo after giving herself anally to her liberal arts professor &amp; being rebuked from his social circle afterwards.

0130am: 

Im laying on my bed again with Gloria on top of me  her blue thong pulled to the side as she rides me cowgirl. For some reason, Im just weirded out when I should be ecstatic that Im getting laid.  I close my eyes and reach under Glorias Mario Bros. t-shirt cupping her surprisingly full breasts.  Both of her nipples are pierced.

Gloria removes her t-shirt and starts grinding the shit out of me  all the while mumbling some existential bullshit about everything having its place in the universe. She locks her legs against the sides of my pelvis and grinds me nearly to dust as she begins to orgasm. 

I dont cum  but my cock quivers uncontrollably.

Gloria wraps her tiny fingers around my cock and starts sucking on my balls . I ultimately fill her mouth with more liters of cum than she can handle. 

She asks me if I am still embarrassed and I admit that I am. 

She sighs and looks around on a bedside table finding another can of beer.  She has some light freckles on her back.  I want to kiss them. She grabs the remote and turns on the television.  We sit in my bed together watching War of the Gargantuas . It is a really cheesy movie.


0230am:

Im pounding the snot out of Glorias ass.  Normally, Im not the kind of guy that would -well, I usually dont do anal.  But Gloria has convinced me that it will help her get closure  about the debacle concerning her professor.

Its an extremely tight fit .  Gloria is on her knees bent over my bed. Me, Im grabbing her fleshy square butt and working my crank deeper and deeper into her ass.  She has her face buried into the comforters on my bed, moaning loudly. 

In the other room, Shaggys party continues unabated.

0317am:

I shoot a third and final load deep into Glorias rectum and pass out on top of her. I am not embarrassed  Im simply spent.

0435am:

I  awake from my exhausted slumber and look across the room to see Gloria sitting on the toilet in my private bathroom looking dejected.  She is sobbing. 


0525am:

I finally awake from my weird night of nasty sex to find Gloria cuddled up under me. She looks somewhat at peace.  I gingerly slip out of bed and prepare for work. 

When I come out of the shower, Gloria is standing there with a cup of coffee wearing one of my t-shirts.  She assures me that she isnt trying to make anything out of her tryst, just that it was a release for both of us.  She admits that she probably needed the sex more than I did and feels like she can finally get on with her life. 

I dont know what to say to that .

I really dont. 

Gloria pulls on a pair of jeans and quietly leaves my room after giving me a kiss on the cheek.  I hear the front door close moments later.


0627am:

Im standing in whats left of my living room. Shaggy and his friends have trashed my home.

0645am: 

Im just about finished sweeping up all of the loose trash and beer bottles. My hard wood floor is scraped to shit, but I could care less. Shaggy is nowhere to be found, a cryptic message left on the fridge the only clue to his whereabouts.]]></description>
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Text message from Claudia:  Meet you at Café.

Sometimes I had breakfast with Claudia before going to work. Today, her text was a little bit early this particular morning. And I quickly finished  my preliminary cleaning to catch up with her.


0815am:

Gloria is little more than an afterthought as I take a care to the café where Claudia is waiting . Its a quaint little corner café run by an old Chinese couple (Both guys) and the food is just above adequate. 

I actually find Claudia  waiting for me in the doorway. The over anxious look on her face gives me a moment of pause  The hug that follows is equally alarming.


I have just spent the last twenty minutes listening to Claudia  pour her heart out about how Ricardo treats her like trash and barely even looks at her anymore. Im sympathetic but not overly so  Secretly this alarms me. Is it because I had just the night prior hours upon hours of guilt free sex? 

 While shes talking to me Im actually fazing in and out of consciousness. Her words are starting to become slurred, my vision blurs as she goes on and on relentlessly about this Ricardo douche.  The obvious results of my marathon night with Gloria.  My mind begins to wander a few hours earlier to Glorias fleshy butt bouncing up and down on my worn out cock.  She was so uninhibited and well, accommodating.  I began to wonder if I should  pursue the easier path with Gloria.

0847am:

Are you listening to me?

There was an actual look of desperation on Claudias face.
I was at a lost for words in the face of this plain and simple question from the object of my desire and lust for months prior. She was looking straight into my pie hole waiting for me to respond.  Before I could formulate an answer, Claudia had let out a quite audible sigh and hit the door. 

The loud slamming of the restaurants glass door snapped me out of my stupor long enough to catch up with Claudia as she stood on the curb facing the street. I apologized profusely lightly touching her arm.

She responded with a kiss.

Instant Reply -  Claudia Escobar kisses me. In the middle of the street. In public  no less. 


Before I could respond, she had hailed a cab and was off to work minus me.  Her BFF (Or so I thought.) left standing on the corner this overcast morning. I went back into the café and paid the bill before running two blocks to the subway station and nearly getting hit by at two cars.


0925am:

Twenty five minutes late  for work.  Debbie  had been waiting for me at the time clock with a write up. I didnt plead my case or even try to appeal to her better nature  I simply signed it. No questions asked . No problem  I just didnt care about Debbies bullshit today.  She actually looked surprised when I signed the paper work. 

Since midnight, my life had become complicated. Id accidentally gotten laid with one of Shaggys friends and to top it off Claudia has picked today to start some drama. I didnt know how to feel about it as I played the kiss over and over again in my minds theatre. 

I spent most of the morning in a daze while life continued unabated all around me.  The office was buzzing with fresh gossip of the blockbuster kind. Rumors stated that their was some sort of upheaval going on with the partners and that change was in the air. Some of my coworkers were speculating that it had been the reason why Debbie had been driving the office batty.

1017am:

I sitting in the break room with a couple of guys. My friend Brad whos been at the firm for a year longer than me and a temp named Gerald, some brother from across the bay (Oaktown)  Hes a temp worker from friggin Apple One and cant seem to shut up about Debbies big freakish looking butt. Hes annoying, but only because hes stating what Ive been thinking for quite some time now.

Damn, how do guys work with that in the office ?  I wanna jump on her back every time she come up the aisle, shit man.  Seriously, I dont know how she can even walk through there without tearing those fucking cheap ass partitions up with them big ass hips.

Brad had been drinking milk (with a straw) and was spewing fluid from his nostrils and mouth because of Geralds impromptu comedy act.

Seriously, that shit got me fiending something serious. I never wanted to kiss an ass so bad in my life.  Damn man, Id like to run two fingers up the crack of that ass.

I  kinda chuckled at Geralds comments, but he was right. I had been wondering what was under all those pleated skirts for a long time now. I had entertained numerous internal skits where Id worshipped Debbies ass in one form or another.

Bra? 

He was talking to me. 

Bra ? Youd hit that wouldnt you bra?  Gerald really wanted to know. Brad had leaned forward in his seat to hear my answer. 

Bra? I seen you staring at that donk man. Youd hit it serious huh? I  struggled to find an answer for Gerald, trying to find a plausible way to deny his sneaky accusation. My coworkers would heckle me out of a job if Id admitted my fetish.

BREAKS OVER !!!!

None of us had realized that Debbie was standing in the room just out of eyesight. There was no telling how long she had been standing there listening to our little jam session about her butt.

MR. JOHNSON, YOUR CHECK WILL BE MAILED OUT ON FRIDAY. YOUR SERVICES ARE NO LONGER REQUIRED.  YOUR AGENCYS SERVICES-ARE-NO-LONGER-NEEDED. I WILL BE HAVING A PHONE CONFERENCE TO LET THEM KNOW WHY THEYRE CONTRACT IS CANCELLED. 

YOU TWO BELONG TO THE FIRM. FOR HOW LONG, I REALLY DONT KNOW AFTER TODAY, BUT YOU HAVE A LOT OF WORK TO DO BOYS.

All three of us were just blown away that we had been caught having a locker room moment. I dont know if I was more surprised that she was there listening or that Gerald had made me regarding my obsession with Debbies butt.  I  didnt know if today would be my last, but I was glad I hadnt admitted anything. 


1050am: 

I have been working multiple floors in the firm, happily pushing my mail cart from office to office. I was glad to be away from Debbie after the incident in the break room.  A lot of the guys didnt like pushing the cart around because it meant cramped service elevators and going through multiple security checks on each floor. 

I knew that if I remained on the mailroom floor I would inevitably end up staring at Debbie whether I wanted to or not.  Then, shed probably shit can me for sure.

I got a text.

Its Claudia  She wants to have lunch-and talk. Its gonna be awkward considering the kiss we shared this morning. Im pretty sure shes gonna say something along the lines of Lets just forget about what happened this morning and start all over again ..as FRIENDS.

I didnt return the text.  

Ive had an AWESOME night, a weird morning that included getting my ass in a sling with Debbie and I just didnt feel like adding any more drama to my day. So I continue on with my day whatever may come.


1115am: 

I receive three more texts from Claudia, each more urgent than the last.  For some reason I  still dont return her calls or even attempt to respond to the messages. I was getting more scared as each text arrived with a simple chirp on my cell.  Mort, the security guard at the loading dock told me  that now was the time to close in for the kill on Claudia.

He was probably right.

1137am:

I finally cave and answer Claudias text. I blame my inattention on Debbie. Shes like a woman possessed on the phone going in and out of her native Spanish accent. Says shes leaving work because shes got this feeling about Ricardo.  She wants to know if Ill come with her   I tell her about being on Debbies shit list and make my apologies.

She slams on me.


1215pm:

Everyone has left the office except for me. Its kind of a company policy that everyone has to get out of the office during the lunch hour. Im sitting in the copy machine alcove watching  all of my coworkers exit the floor. 
I realize that since Ive been working at the firm, Ive had lunch with Claudia every single day since of my working career.  I feel really bad about behaving like a douche earlier with her. I just want to make it up to her some how. Im starting to get progressively worried about the status of our friendship.

GET YOUR HEAD OUT OF THE CLOUDS AND GET MOVING BUDDY!!

Debbie had managed to sneak up on me once more.  She ushered me out of the office and locked the double doors behind her. She half pushed me into the service elevator that was full of more than a few engineers and couriers. 


Once the elevators doors closed most of the loud talk and ambient noise in the car centered on what else . Debbies huge ass. I began to wonder was everybody suffering from the same latent butt fetish as myself.  My coworker Gerald had gotten himself shit canned for obsessing over it and my other buddy Brad would probably get the same treatment as well. 

I should have answered Geralds question.  Should have told him that yes, I would like to slobber all over that battle axes monstrous posterior and more.


As I filed along towards the buildings exit along with numerous other drones, I realized that I was . Alone.  There would be no smiling Claudia there waiting on the sidewalk to greet me. No Claudia to take a cab with me the few blocks over to our favorite Chinatown restaurant.  She would always have wonton soup . She made a big deal out of getting the fortune out of its shell without cracking the shell.

I could feel the wind, harsh and stinging sweeping in from the revolving door. It is a rainy, overcast day  a lonely day without my best friend Claudia. 

I push through the frenzied crowd of busy people and begin dialing Claudias number on my cheap cell . I immediately get her voice mail.  This happens several more times  more than I can recall.  Im beginning to get a little anxious. 

I go to the restroom and splash water on my face.  I am beginning to realize the cost of my stupidity. Theres a queasy feeling in my stomach, but Im not hungry.  Theres a big ass lump swelling in my throat and I drink at least a gallon of water from one of the lobby water coolers.

1225pm:


Unable to face the lonely streets of Frisco, I take the elevator back up to the locked firms mail room. I usually work the early shift on weekends, so I have a key to the office.
I unlock the doors to the office and let myself into its darkened interior.  I dont know what Im going to do when everyone gets back, but I need time to think things over. I cautiously lock the doors behind me.


I find Debbie standing there staring at me in the darkness  motionless  my heart nearly leaps out of my throat. 


Im gonna get shit canned for sure now.


I do my best to explain there in the afternoon darkness that I was just looking for a place to chill out until lunch hour was over. Debbie didnt say anything, she just stood there with her features hidden by the darkness of the unlit office.

Something was going on  something weird.

Debbie wasnt moving  wasnt saying anything  not a peep. I called out to her. She didnt respond. 

I hit the light switch by the door and a single overhead bulb illuminated the alcove I was standing in.  Debbie . Didnt move or say one word.


Debbie didnt look so hot. I dont mean that she was sick  She had kind of a despondent look on her face. Her narrow cheeks were glistening with what appeared to be tears.  She was slightly sniffling and staring me directly in the eye.

I called out to her again .  And reached a hand out in her direction. I really didnt know how she would react but the situation demanded some sort of action. Inside, I wanted to tell her to fuck off  I had spent most of the morning avoiding this kind of unwanted drama, but this bitch had once again snuck up on me and tossed it right in my face like a water balloon.

Debbie took my hand.. 

She took two small steps towards me looking up into my shocked face.  More tears began to stream down her face. I  asked her what was wrong once more  I tried to sound concerned, but Claudia was on my mind.

Do all of you HATE me so much?



It was a simple question  very simple indeed.  Of coarse everyone hated her stinking guts.  She was The GREAT TORMENTOR, SHRINKER OF MENS BALLS  TYRANOSAURUS BITCH!!

I feigned ignorance.  Actually acted like I didnt hear the question. I tried to reset the conversation but she asked again  DOES EVERYONE HATE ME HERE AT THE FIRM?

I lied.

Debbie smiled and thanked me for my honesty half chuckling because we both knew how full of shit I was.  There was a slight trace of alcohol on her breath and I chalked her somber demeanor up to a liquid consciousness. I cautiously led Debbie to the break room.   I wanted to get her some coffee.

She simply followed me lithely and silently.  I  led her to the small table in the break room  and kinda directed her to sit there while I got her some coffee.

She had to spoil it by talking.

YOU NEVER ANSWERED THE QUESTION.

I lied again  . But this time Debbie called me on it.  She said that she knew no one liked her and barely tolerated her because of her position. I just listened to her ramble on believing  that she was self analyzing and I was just a warm body she needed.  Then she repeated the statement again.

YOU NEVER ANSWERED THE QUESTION.

This was getting a bit frustrating and I was starting to believe Debbie was one of those angry drunks that are always spoiling for a fight.

She rambled on some more talking while I was talking muttering some fucking gibberish. I raised my voice  a bit asking her what she was talking about  This hut her up and she robotically turned her head towards me and stated  

YOUR FRIEND-THAT BLACK GUY  THE FUCKING TEMP GERALD!!  HE ASKED YOU A QUESTION YOU NEVER ANSWERED!!

She definitely caught me off guard with that one.

SO, ANSWER THE QUESTION-BUDDY!!  DO YOU WANNA FUCK ME OR NOT?!!

Way the fuck off guard with that sudden outburst. I mean, like what the fuck could you say to something like that? 

I tried to get Debbie to realize that she was more likely than not  drunk off her ass.  I  pushed the cup of coffee I had been holding across the table in her direction. Debbie let out an irritated loud sigh and slapped the cup to the floor. 

We both looked at the coffee pool on the tile floor of the break room.

Debbie suddenly slammed her fist on the table and surprised me by half running over to the coffee pot and downing half of it. Her blouse was stained and soaking from coffee. She was honestly scaring me a little bit as she turned and bellowed .

DO YOU WANNA FUCK ME OR NOT?!! I detected a powerful desperation in her voice that informed the next words to come out of my mouth.

For some reason Gloria immediately came to mind. That whole dissertation she went over with me last night about not being ashamed of my sexuality. Here was Debbie right here in front of me drunk or not daring me to answer a question truthfully.

Yes.

Debbies eyes widened, her thin lips stretched to the max as her jaw dropped in disbelief.

I didnt know what would happen next, but she definitely didnt keep me waiting for an answer.

Right there in the break room  The room shrouded in semi-darkness., I was shocked to find my day turning in another unexpected direction.

Debbie began to undress.

Off came the coffee stained blouse revealing a really nice set of breasts encased in a frilly under wire brassiere. She had tan lines that peaked over the top of the silky white material.

She had a surprisingly flat stomach for a woman of her age  there was only the slight bit of sag there and a slight hint of love handles. I noticed the perfectly ovoid navel of a swimsuit model.


A very thin belt held her pleated skirt to an incredibly small waist. 

This came off as well  But the skirt didnt fall to the floor. Debbie unfastened two large buttons at her side to further loosen the skirt.

It still didnt fall to the floor.

I watched as she began to squirm and shimmy out of the ill-fitting garment  finally getting the material past gloriously succulent and smooth looking thighs.


The skirt fell to the tiled floor  in a ring around her muscular looking calves.


Debbie Manchellini  stood here in the office break room in front of me, her whipping boy for over two years  in her underwear.

She wore what appeared to be some extremely small (for her size anyway) and extremely white panties.   In the darkness, they were surprisingly the only illumination in the darkened break room.  Her small waist not withstanding, the material was stretched to its limit so much so that you could barely see them over her economy sized thighs  The only thing apparent was the perfect triangle centered over her womanhood.


My eyes just drunk it all in  everything. This was pure eye candy  saccharine sweet.


Debbie was silent again. The weird impulsiveness of her actions seeming to dawn on her as she stared at the coffee stained tile on the floor. She mumbled something and turned her back to me.

She shouldnt have done that.

For two years, I had fantasized about Debbies backside  apparently along with half the building as well.  And now I was witnessing the REAL DEAL.  

The fucking thing was . OUT of this WORLD !!

Literally  out of this world.. 

Two PERFECT  shiny GLOBES resting at the end of her back. Resting perfectly and anchoring her impossibly small waist. 

FUCK.

I found out another perfect triangle of white material starring me in the face.  The rest of this material was hidden DEEP in a ROBUST  and JUICY  looking back porch.

OH-WELL  GUESS THIS WAS A LITTLE MORE THAN YOU BARGAINED FOR HUH?

She was apparently referring to her FREAKISHLY, HUGE  ASS. Debbie sounded crest fallen and defeated.
I FUUCKIN HATE IT YOU KNOW THATS ALL ANYONE EVER SEES WHEN I WALK INTO THE ROOM.

I WOULD HAVE GOT RID OF IT A LONG TIME AGO-LIPOSUCTION OR SOME SHIT  BUT IM AFRAID OF THE KNIFE [surgery] IF YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN.

I did know what she meant and the thought of it horrified the shit out of me. That she would even consider removing what was arguably her greatest asset (pun intended) was incredibly short sighted .  I couldnt let her do that, now could I ?

MY HUSBAND WONT EVEN LOOK AT ME ANYMORE . HE SAYS I LOOK LIKE A HORSE  I KNOW WES FUCKING AROUND-OOOOOOOOOOOOHHHH!!!

I had responded to Debbies silly monologue by kneeling and  spooning the shit out of her voluptuous ass cheeks. That put an end to all of the negative crap spewing from her mouth immediately.  My hands could barely fit over her cheeks as I struggled to grope her butt with the intensity of a crack head. I settle for placing my hands under the shelf like curve of her ass and lifting and pushing those monster cheeks up and together.

Debbie moaned loudly as I ran my tongue up and down the crack of her monster ass. I had already ripped my cock out of my slacks when she had turned her back to me. My rock was completely extended and the tip was touching the cold stained tile of the break rooms floor as I licked Debbies ass until it was glistening with my saliva.

Debbie was completely bent over the counter groaning and orgasmically twitching with what I assumed was delight   I was going into a trembling frenzy and starting to shake furiously. I stood up and jerked my pants down to my ankles.

I slapped my cock deep into the crack of Debbies ass and began to run its length up and down her juicy and buoyant cheeks. I nervously pushed her cheeks together and began pumping them furiously.

Debbie did her part and thrust her incredible thighs in time with me  matching my cadence  until soon the head of my penis was touching her brown eye. Debbie reached back and spread her cheeks with both of her small hands. 

There was an open invitation right in front of me.  

I didnt even think about it.

Debbie let out a loud yelp as I shoved the entire length of my cock directly up her tight rectum.

Her ass was tight and moist as I screwed the shit out of her brown eye with wild abandon.
Id say it took about fifteen thrusts as I injected a liter of hot cum into her amazing ass.
REALLY LIKE THAT ASS DONT YOU ?

I responded by grabbing her head and impulsively shoving my tongue down Debbies throat. That caught her by surprise and she squirmed for about a half second. After a few moments she was cooing and responding in kind . I found her  thin fingers jerking on the base of my shaft. 


1245pm:

Debbie is lying on the floor of the break room (right on top of the puddle of coffee she spilled earlier.) with her knees drawn up into her chest. 

I kneel down and gingerly press the head of my cock against Debbies quivering clit rubbing my engorged head against it until she begins to move around against the floor impatiently. 


She lets out a loud gasp when I thrust my member deep into her well lubricated cunt and I basically fuck the shit out of her.  There is nothing delicate about what were doing in that break room  It is not sex out of mutual attraction. It is nasty, mean spirited and something born out of desperate necessity.  Something we both furiously needed.  Debbie and I embrace with the strength of a bear hug and I feel myself painfully contort in her direction as she wraps her massive thighs around me like an anaconda and locks her steel calves into the small of my back.

I begin to arch my back in the opposite direction as far as it will go until .

1256pm:

              . We both come together -loudly !!

We kiss with some tenderness after a few moments still connected  as I fill her snatch with the remaining vestiges of my thick, congealing  DNA.  She actually has a creampie.

I sit bare assed on the cold floor replaying over and over again what we just did. 

Debbie is silent as she slowly sits up and begins to pull her panties over her freakish calves.

We dont look at each other.

We cant . It would be too awkward.




1258pm: 

SUDDENLY  THERE IS A LOUD BANGING ON THE DOORS IN THE OTHER ROOM AS DEBBIE AND I REALIZE EVERY ONE HAS RETURNED FROM LUNCH. THEY HAD BEEN LOCKED OUT OF THE MAIL ROOM  AS DEBBIE AND I FUCKED THE SHIT OUT OF EACH OTHER.

To say we panicked was an understatement.

We scrambled, haphazardly putting our clothing back on as we both heard a loud cheer emanate from the hallway.  One of the buildings engineers had come to the floor and was working his way through a heavy set of keys to open the office doors.  In the seconds that I was standing there  silently panicking, Debbie has squeezed herself back into her clothes and was shoving me out of the break room.

MOVE ASSHOLE !! WE DONT HAVE MUCH TIME !! GO TO THE REAR OF THE FLOOR .NOW!!!

Debbies sudden militaristic tone caught me by surprise and before I know it, Im running fifteen feet across the office floor followed closely by my supervisor. As I sprint across the floor I realize that my fly is open and my wang is hanging out for all the world to see.

Debbie ushers me into a back office  and locks the door behind her.

CALM DOWN !! EVERYTHINGS GOING TO BE ALRIGHT !! THERES A PRIVATE ELEVATOR IN THIS OFFICE  BE QUIET !!

Debbie had pulled a small key from the desk and was opening the elevator door in the small office.  I had seen small utility elevators in buildings like this before. Debbie shoved me inside and instructed me to walk around the block and come back into the building.

I really didnt have any choice in the matter once I was shoved inside the confines of the elevator which was a little bigger than a broom closet. 

This is shaping up to one of the weirdest days in my life.


0115pm:

Its really cold outside as I briskly walk around the block to the buildings entrance.  Its slightly drizzling as I make my way around the building.  Im weirded out by the events of the last few hours and feel that the random people walking towards me seem to be staring. Its like they know something.


One strange man in a flannel shirt and corduroys  whispers something in my ear as he passes.

No sweat off my back sweet cheeks, but your fly is open. Thanks for the show.


I look down and realize that I never zipped my fly up. In fact my penis is hanging quite plainly for all the world to see.  The gay pedestrian chuckles as I  turn towards the buildings wall and stuff my package back into my slacks.




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<pubDate>Wed, 17 Nov 2010 12:42:14 -0500</pubDate>
<description><![CDATA[Note to Reader: Do to reaching the Maximun type allowance, I was forced to post the rest of the "Debbie" entry here for those of you who are interested in the rest of the segment.



0127pm:

No sooner do I enter the office when Debbie confronts me at the firms entrance arms folded across her chest. She is wearing a light wool sweater over her blouse (Covering up the huge coffee stain.).  Im a bag of mixed emotions as I mentally replay the incredible sex session wed had only minutes ago. 


SOMEBODY DOESNT KNOW WHEN THE LUNCH HOUR IS OVER !!


What the fuck, I thought. Shes going to nail me for coming in late after we just got through fucking the snot out of each other . Bitch!.

IN MY OFFICE RIGHT NOW MISTER !!

Im completely flabbergasted as Debbie marches me back across the office to her small corner work space. A couple of my coworkers snicker as I pass them.  I wanna retort with FUCK YOU GUYS!!  IM HAVING THE GREATEST DAY OF MY LIFE !!  but I dont think Debbie would appreciate her cover being blown. Hell, she might actually fire me.

Once were inside the confines of her office, I am immediately seized by an oppressive sensation, a tightening of my crotch No, its Debbies hand grasping my package like a bag of peanuts.

Im NASTY . Lets get weird together.  She whispers in my ear as she expertly manipulates my fly until she has the turgid length of my cock in her palm.  

She then proceeds to literally milk me while giving an extremely loud verbal dress down (No doubt for the listeners on the other side of the office door.) about my  tardiness.

To my amazement, I shoot a wad onto her desktop., which Debbie kneels and promptly slurps up. Funny, she resembled one of Shaggys friends doing a line of coke.  

She also cleans my cock off with her hungry thin lips, wiping whats left of my cum across her face.

Unfortunately she follows this with a deep soul kiss.  Not real sure I wanted to know the taste of my own splooge  I really, really could have gone the rest of my life without engaging in what is referred to as a snowball.
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