Kristin, Tasha, and I: Chapter 2
I had been completely motionless during the entire performance. I'm not even sure I had taken a breath.
"Ahhhh..." She exclaimed as she completed her stretch and stood upright once more. "That felt good." She sighed, walking toward the camera. She bent over for me one final time and stood, her legs spread wide. She reached around and spread her cheeks apart with both hands. "MUA!" She giggled, wiggling her wrinkly, brown anus for the camera.
I still had no words as I stood at the intersection of 94th and Broadway, glued to my phone.
"Sooo... I think I'm gonna order some food, take a shower, and watch some silly Netflix shows." She nonchalantly continued, as if she hadn't just put on one of the sexiest performances I've ever witnessed. She picked up her phone from the nightstand and led me into the bathroom.
"Um..." She cut me off.
"Oh! I hear you're having a delicious dinner tomorrow night. I'm jealous!!"
I was a little thrown off, but relieved to hear that; not only was Kristin okay with me having dinner (and likely more) with Tasha while she was away, she seemed to be excited about it.
"I was..." She interrupted.
"Oh! Tasha's a REALLY good cook!"
I admitted. "I'm excited. It was very polite of her to invite me."
Kristin gave me a playful smile and began turning on the shower. "I'll text you before I fall asleep."
"Enjoy your shower!"
"Coming with?" She teased, pointing her phone toward the running water.
I beamed at her, "On my way..."
Then, I made an assortment of quick meals using whatever ingredients were available and started researching random information about Ghana. The culture, the demographics, you name it. I didn't think I needed to impress Tasha, but I figured it wouldn't harm to do a bit of research. I searched for things like food, fashion, people, and places. I also searched for porn from Ghana and other parts of Africa.
In the shower, I thought about Kristin's thick thighs and her raunchy stretches as I masturbated. I thought about the incredibly sexy, extremely dark African women and their large black African men with their massive black penises in the porn I had just watched. I thought about my dinner date with Tasha and whatever dishes were on the menu for later. My legs almost gave out as I climaxed.
The next day, I texted Tasha around midday to inquire about anything I could bring or help with concerning dinner. She insisted that I come empty-handed but eventually agreed to allow me to bring a bottle of wine. Kristin was currently traveling again, this time from Houston to Orlando around lunchtime, and I relished the joy of the 'I'll text me when you're about to take off and land' exchange.
"Sorry to hear about the flight delays." I messaged her.
"Meh... not the worst I've experienced... anyway, stud... enjoy your dinner tonight... Can't wait to hear all about it... MUA!" She replied.
I set down my phone and prepared myself for the evening.
Gray shorts, a white v-neck t-shirt, and sandals. Normally, I'd wear boxers, but tonight... I felt adventurous. Tasha lived in one of those new-fashioned buildings with all the extra amenities and updated studios and one-beds that cost a fortune. Nurses earn good money. And Tasha was a winner. So, it didn't surprise me that she lived here.
I informed the doorman that I was there to see Tasha, and he directed me to apartment 6A.
The 6th floor hallway smelled wonderful. [Tasha]'s doorman seemed to be anticipating me. "Apartment 6A." he mentioned, nodding toward the elevators.
[Tasha] lived in one of those modern, new-ish buildings with all the fancy amenities and updated studios and one-beds that cost an outrageous amount of money. Nurses make a good salary. And Tasha was a high-performer. So it didn't surprise me she lived in a building like this.
The doorman expected my presence. "Tasha in 6A." I simply said. He grinned and directed me toward the elevators.
I knew I had arrived at Tasha's apartment because the aroma of the hallway was exceptionally pleasant. [doorman] nodded toward the elevators with a hospitable smile. "Six A." He stated.
Without needing to knock, Tasha stood in the entrance of 6A, towering with her dark skin against the dim hallway lighting. Her long, dark hair hung straight, cascading down her neck and shoulders. She was wearing a vibrant pink romper and I assumed she had no other attire on. Her ample breasts seemed to rest beneath the sheer fabric, and her skin appeared even darker. Makeup accentuated her eyes, and her full lips stood out even more than before. Her nails, pristine and pink, matched her romper. Whatever she was cooking smelled delectable. But even better than the food was the woman herself.
"Hi Jay..." Tasha greeted me with a warm smile, clearly aware of my prolonged investigation of her form.
"Hello there," I returned the greeting, grinning as I was caught eyeballing her.
We entered her studio and shared a brief kiss, engaging in a tender embrace before closing the door. The rhythm of Motown R'n B played in the background at a gentle volume. The tantalizing aroma from the kitchen was tantalizing.
"Welcome." She said now, appraising me as I stepped into her apartment.
"Thank you for inviting me and preparing dinner, Tasha."
We stood in silence, our eyes locked for a few moments. I reached out, running my hand through her smooth hair, and drew her back in to share a passionate kiss. I wrapped my hands around her voluptuous hips and pressed our bodies together, indulging in her licking technique that I appreciate so much. Eventually, we broke our embrace, enjoying a comfortable silence.
"Would you like a drink, Jay?" She asked, initiating a playful interaction.
I opened the bottle of wine and filled two glasses. As she rejoined me on the couch, we exchanged brief yet amusing comments.
"I was thinking about you after our session the other day," I mentioned playfully, "I was even telling one of my buddies about it."
"Was it that memorable?" She inquired, smirking.
"It was fantastic!" I enthused. "And I'd love to practice your serving skills again."
Laughing, she explained how she had been craving for a chance to meet the person making her girlfriend excited.
"That sounds amazing."
"I enjoyed our time on the one occasion I toured the Big Apple. It's also quite convenient for you," she remarked, sipping from her glass. "Would you be interested in playing doubles?"
"That would be fantastic!"
"I had a great time the other day." She added, enjoying another sip, "You might like living close to Central Park though."
"I do, and it's just a five-minute walk from this apartment. The view is nice."
"I used to reside in Brooklyn." She shared, "I even did a short sublet in the Upper West Side. I enjoyed it as much as I did in Maryland."
The silence erupted as we gazed into each other's eyes and indulged in another passionate smooch. As our lips parted, we lightheartedly wrapped our tongues around each other, suppressing any urge to further extend our connection. Only the sound of the oven timer broke us apart.
"Time to eat." My eyes never left hers.
"You look amaze..." I stammered as we separated, appreciating her appearance and managing to stutter a few words. "You're incredibly attractive. The pink theme all over the place is adorable... Aaaand the pink bedsheet is super cute... extremely sexy." I couldn't help but gush.
"And you're in your gray shorts and white tee," she teased me, smiling.
"I'm a simple guy," I shrugged. "Thank you for putting in the effort into decorating your place with your favourite color."
We leaned in for a lustful makeout session. Our eyes closed, focusing solely on each other. My fingertips found their way through her hair, running through her beautiful tresses as she trailed her fingers up my thigh. Her masterful tongue-clashing and deepthroat kisses were what I longed for. Tragically, the oven timer interrupted our lust.
"Think about then." She breathed, gazing at me with her stunning eyes.
"Definitely," I responded, feeling aroused at this moment.
"Were those her exact words? 'Goo-goo-gaga?'" I questioned with a mix of genuine curiosity and sarcasm.
"Perhaps." Tasha responded teasingly. "I'd say that sums up what's been happening between the two of you."
A brief pause before I flashed a devilish grin directly at her.
"Yeah, you're right. Jay."
"She's pretty amazing, isn't she?" I expressively declared.
Tasha collected the remaining food and we settled down on the couch to share it.
The dinner was pure indulgence. Indulgence. Tasha served her signature stew filled with tomatoes, rice, fish, and assorted spices. Along with the stew, she provided a pan-fried chicken, covered in her expertly crafted jerk sauce, and a portion of rice and vegetables. This meal was borderline unbelievable. It was a decision between constantly having sex with her or having her cook for me, and I'm not sure which I'd choose.
"Dixie, how did you like Maryland? I have friends who've been there. They loved it. I spent a couple of weekends there myself. Homecoming, even."
"It was amazing."
"Local?"
"Nearby. I was born in northern Virginia. A suburb named Burke. Ran like a typical suburban area of DC."
I shook my head, unaware of this area. "Family still there?"
"Some. My dad always talks about moving to Jamaica and living out his final years on his native land, but I'll believe it when I see it."
"Sounds like an admirable plan."
Tasha chuckled.
"I had a little jaunt to Jamaica during my college's spring break one year. We smoked approximately a hundred blunts that week. We even visited a plantation. It got quite wild."
"Sounds right up your alley."
We both had an enormous fit of giggles.
We talked and laughed over dinner, my mind wandering to our raunchy threesome and the tantalizing chat messages. I couldn't help but wonder if Tasha was thinking of it too.
Tasha was seeking a career as a Nurse Practitioner, which was essentially a doctor's title. Her educational journey included plans for medical school in the past.
"It was a choice I had to make." She confessed. "I could've reapplied and possibly attended a foreign med school, but nursing became an option at the perfect time. It's been fabulous so far."
"A fascinating story. I wouldn't even consider doing what you do." I expressed with respect.
"Nursing can be quite stressful but it doesn't require a genius..." She said expressionlessly. "I'll tell you, you should SEE the people I work with."
"I've had fantastic experiences when it came to nurses." I admitted, flashing her another smile.
She shrugged and arched an eyebrow. "Just like the one you're having with me right now?"
An outwitted response eluded me.
"I think you just like the scrubs." She made a joke.
I cleaned up the mess in the dining area while Tasha temporarily stepped away to tidy herself. We'd consumed the bottle of wine I had brought and Tasha asked me to pick out a new one from the cabinet over the fridge. I rinsed the tableware and divided the remnants into the dishwasher. The night's meal was absolutely divine and I was uncontrollably giddy for dessert.
Tasha returned and dimmed the room lighting prior to getting us comfortable on the sofa. Our two glasses of Pinot Noir waited on the side table.
"Now then, Dixie." she sighed in a low, sultry tone. "You were reminiscing about your fondness for nurses?"
"The top-tier." I replied.
Tasha crossed my lap astride me, employing all her weight. I was pinned down. And it felt utterly right, like none other. My fingers gently tugged down the straps of her pink romper, freeing her stellar, heavy breasts. "Awwww..." She sighed softly as I ran my fingers across her tender nipples, offering gentle pinches. "Watch out, baby." She warned playfully. "You know what happens when you pinch my nipples..." [?]{?] (explicit sexual content, please be advised)
We locked eyes for a brief moment before our tongues united once more - this time, outside of our mouths. I could only purr as Tasha delved her tongue along my entire extended tongue, starting from the base of one side to the tip, and back to the other side's base. She extended her tongue as much as she could and we started off by gently flicking each other's tongue tips. Our French kissing grew increasingly messy and perverted and before we knew it, it was undeniable that the time had come to get undressed.
Tasha climbed off me. She could've sat on me indefinitely, but it felt good when she eventually dismounted. She glided her coffee table away from the couch and stood in front of me, seated and dying for it. Her excessively large, black breasts spilled out of her romper, which, sans straps on her shoulders, now perched around her waist. She grinned at me as she jiggled her way out of it.
She was completely naked now, with her ass facing me. She uttered a groan as she squeezed her breasts with both hands and began to bend over. She placed her palms flat on her coffee table as her derriere opened in front of me.
I was more than eager to oblige. I slid my hands on her cheeks and lovingly grazed them with my fingertips. I leaned in and planted soft kisses on both cheeks, followed by a deep inhale of her skin. She "mmm'd" when I took her in both cheeks and spread them, expanding her anus a touch.
"You gonna sniff my ass too?" She purred.
I released her cheeks, merely to put my face in her open crack and breathe in deeply through my nose, then breathe out slowly. Her anus smelled beyond heavenly - her pheromones and scents wafting from her crevice - inducing my hormones to go into complete chaos. I laid my nose directly against her anus and gave it a thorough sniff before breathing out even more powerfully.
"Oooooh..." She cooed as the cool air from my exhaling nostrils touched the inside of her crevice. "See Jay..." She paused. "...This is why I love you, baby... You're so FUCKING considerate... you and your HUGE man balls..." She continued even as I licked her ass cheeks from bottom to top and back again. "Smelling my ass... the way you sniffed my bush the other night... FUCK, baby..."
Instead of replying, I carried on with my lengthy, wide licks on her massive ass cheeks, with her ass facing me. She stood there, offering me her ass, and I ran my fingers up both her legs, starting at her ankles, sliding up her calves, tickling her thighs, and ultimately gripping her ass cheeks once again.
"Uhhhnhn..." She groaned as I planted my tongue at the base of her crack and licked upward, touching her anus and the length of her crevice. Rather than lick back downwards, I pulled my face out and returned to the starting position, licking her entire crack from bottom to top with the broad surface of my outstretched tongue. Tasha shuffled her ass backward, grinding her hole against my lips and tongue. She pushed her hands away from my ass cheeks and held them herself, widening her cheeks and exposing her brown honeyhole.
"Smell it again, baby." She purred.
I followed her orders, looping my arms around her and grabbing her breasts with both hands as I buried my nose in her anus and gave it a big, wet inhale regrettably accompanied by air blowing out. Her chocolatey hole smelled divine - her pheromones and aromas drifting from her crinkled hole; sending my testosterone into a fit of madness. I brought the tip of my nose to her anus and took an even deeper inhale, indulging my brain in the pungent aroma.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh..." Tasha moaned as the cool air from my exhaling nostrils tickled the interior of her crevice. "See Jay..." She breathed, "...This is why I adore you, sweetheart... You're so FUCKING extravagant... you and your HUGE man balls..." She continued as I worked my tongue vigorously on her tasty ass cheeks, caressing them with my broad tongue. I stroked my hands up her legs, starting at her ankles, moving up her calves, tickling her thighs, and clutched her ass cheeks firmly once more.
"Uhhhnhn..." She groaned as I curled my tongue and plucked it up to the ring of her anus, aiming for more intense sensations. Her anus was firm like her everywhere else and I could feel it expand and contract around my tongue, massaging it.
"Ohhhhhhhhh..." Tasha cried out as my strong, curled tongue brushed up against the grippy walls of her rectum. She started gyrating against my tongue in despair, sort of going in circles as my strong curled tongue ravished her brown hole. She reached out with one hand, wrapping it around the back of my head - pulling me in as she shoved her ass into me.
"FUCK..." She moaned. "Mr. fucking American, over here..." She muttered.
I reacted with a hungry growl, licking her asshole like a depraved pervert while she filthily teased me.
"Suck on my asshole, babe." She purred. "Yeah... just like that... seal your lips around it... yeah... you've got a knack for it."
I complied, wrapping my lips around her as she lay on her back, giving me access to her most intimate part. I experimented with my tongue and suction, trying to make her feel good.
"Ohmygod..." She moaned. "That feels SO good... keep sucking... fuck my butt... OOH!"
Tasha clenched her muscles and rocked her pelvis back and forth, enjoying the feeling of my suction on her anus. She must've been close to orgasm. After a few more minutes of this, she pushed down on my head with both hands and said, "Okay, stop. Let's move on."
She got up, pulled me from the couch and walked me towards her bed.
"Get comfy." She said, gesturing at the mattress. "I'm going to sit on your face."
Her ass jiggled as she lower herself onto my mouth. She ground her rump against my face, moaning softly. I reached up and grabbed her breasts, before she stopped me and pushed my hands away, then said, "Oh, and can you reach around and touch my butthole while you're licking me?"
I obeyed, my hands roaming over her butt as I licked her ass.
"Mmm... you like licking my butt, don't you?" She asked, her moans getting louder. "Has Kristin shown you pictures? Has she told you how much she loves this?"
I tried to grunt a response, but it was difficult with my mouth full of ass.
"I'm guessing she has." She giggled. "And now you're going to make me orgasm with your tongue. I know you do, naughty Jay."
We stayed in this position for several minutes, me eating out her asshole and her grinding into my face. Finally, she ground to a halt and said, "Okay, bud. Time for the next part."
She straddled my chest and sat on my face again, this time facing the other way. Her warm, juicy pussy was inches from my eyes as I admired the sight of my dick disappearing into her. Then, she slid down the length of me, her mouth wrapped around my penis.
"Ohmygod..." She said, sounding almost in disbelief. "You REALLY are thick, aren't you, baby? I'm not sure I can take all of you."
She tightened her jaw and took my cock completely.
"Oh fuck! You hit the spot!" I said, arching my back and reaching for her breasts. She held my hands away.
Tasha started to slowly rock her hips back and forth, taking me to the hilt and then pulling me halfway out before repeating the process. It was a tortuous pace, but it was clear that she was completely in control.
"My god, baby... I can feel my orgasm building." She said, as her muscles worked around me. "And it's all because of you."
At this point, I was about to lose control too. Tasha seemed to know that and said, "I know you want to cum, but you can't... not yet."
I couldn't do anything but groan as she continued to pleasure me. Finally, Tasha let go of my cock, breaking contact with my face. "Okay, time for the last move."
Once again, we switched positions, this time Tasha reversed the 69 we'd been in, sitting on my face and leaning her pussy over my mouth while blowing me.
This was when my control completely broke. My hips thrust fast and hard into her face as I yelled out a cry of passion. She must have found it stimulating, because she picked up the same rhythm, her moist vagina washing across my lips.
As I gained control again, I pulled her breasts into my mouth and held them. "Oh my god, Tasha. What's happening? Why are you turning me on so much?"
Without answering, Tasha moved back to sucking my cock once more.
Finally, after minutes of this, I managed to last long enough to cum. She slowly lowered herself onto my dick and straddled me, riding me until she had had her own orgasm. The sight of her getting off was too much and I erupted inside her. She rode me until she was done, then slid off my face and cuddled up next to me, still panting.
"Oh wow..." I moaned as I figured out what was happening. I embraced her thighs, pressing her just-fucked pussy against my mouth. She was bursting with wetness from all the fucking and the scorching foreplay. I sucked on her swollen labia as she continued swallowing my erection. Her mouth was very damp and I'm still amazed to this day that I managed to last as long as I did. Tasha whined and whined as I started giving her clit the same attention she gave me.
"Uuuuuuuhnhhhh..." She pulled my cock out of her mouth, gasping as her vagina sprayed my face; just as she had warned on our group chat. In response, she jammed her pussy into my mouth, gushing my face in maybe three spasms, the second and third of which completely flooded my mouth. I'd definitely had my share of pussy juice before, but I'd never had so much of it in my mouth at once. And if she weren't on top of me, face-to-face and busy sucking my dick, I would have put on a show, swallowing it and licking my lips and saying "ahh..." Instead, I swallowed it for a bit before swishing it around in my mouth for a moment before gulping it down. I tasted every drop as it hit my taste buds on its way down my throat, leaving a distinct aftertaste.
Her hips shook from the tremors as I took her clit in my mouth again.
"Wow, your pussy juice tastes SO fucking delicious, baby..." I growled at her as best I could, licking my salty lips and swallowing the last of her gushy licking.
"You can drink it all..." She panted, getting off of me and getting back into another reverse cowgirl. Her cunt muscles picked up right where they left off, gripping and massaging my whole shaft as she went up and down on my fully vertical dick. Neither of us were going to last much longer, but I really loved the back and forth. But this was it. I could feel the cum bubbling in my full balls as her cunt muscles gave my penis the last few squeezes that pushed me over the edge. My cock hardened to a capacity I didn't know existed as I exploded in her sticky depths. I reached around and pinched her nipples as I came. Tasha screamed as the tip of my mushroom head and the inevitable torrent of my warm cum hit her right in the g-spot. Her cunt muscles completely strangled my cock, prolonging my orgasm as spurt after spurt sloshed inside her.
She stayed fully seated on me as we both slowed down and breathlessly returned to the ground.
"Holy sh--."
I didn't even finish saying it before Tasha slid off my cock and slid right back into our 69. She didn't warn me. She just stuffed her cum-drenched pussy into my mouth and started a slow grind.
"So, did you have something in mind the other night... didn't you, baby?" She teased. Was this the kind of dessert you had in mind, baby?"
I didn't respond other than to wrap my arms around her thighs again and take her whole pussy into my eager mouth. I spread her wet folds with my lips and slid my tongue deep into her recently filled vagina. My cum started oozing into my mouth as she and her cunt muscles helped.
"Yes, baby... Eat your creampie... Do it... Isn't it so yummy?" She teased. "You love eating cum, don't you?" She went on, taking my softening dick in her mouth and sucking me clean. She licked my balls and my pubic area and all the sweet, wet spots our fluids had splashed. I meanwhile was still under her full weight, enjoying a bite of my own cum. My cum flowed more smoothly as I drank it from her. And there was a lot of it.
"Don't swallow that... dirty boy." She teased, getting off me after several filthy minutes. "Let me see..."
I opened my mouth and showed her the gloppy residue on my tongue. She leaned in, opening her mouth, and without a word we exchanged a passionate cum kiss-- passing OUR 'dessert' back and forth... back and forth until we had both consumed it all.
We looked at one another as our faces parted. I ran my fingers through her hair as we kissed on the lips and collapsed together on her comfortable bed.
We also had regular dessert, of course.
After a quick cleanup, we sat naked on Tasha's bed, with a fun combo of blackberry crisp, vanilla and chocolate ice cream, and some truly delightful chocolate chip cookies that Tasha had baked earlier in the week.
"Wow, you're quite the cook. You know that."
"Thanks baby." She smiled. "Glad you brought your appetite." She winked. "I'm bet you enjoyed your dessert." She trailed off with a smirk.
She scooped up a chunk of chocolate ice cream on her finger and fed it to me. I parted my lips for her, letting her finger graze my tongue. I moaned as I sucked her finger clean, making my penis harden once again. Next, I took a small sample of vanilla ice cream and applied it to one of her nipples. Tasha giggled and let out a sexy squirm. I felt her nipples under my mouth, so I wrinkled my lips around them, cleaning her nipple with my warm breath. I went one step further, placing a tender lick across her areola and catching the stray drops that escaped her large breasts. The contrast of the vanilla ice cream against her dark skin was a delightful sight.
As the cannabis provided by the 'one-hitter' brought us to the brink of round two, a thoughtful conversation arose. She inquired, "Jay, what type of pornography are you fond of?" Her tone was coy and playful.
I chuckled gently and thought for a second, "I'd bet you could guess what my type is. But to put it into words, I adore BBW porn, with a plus-sized, curvy woman, or multiple women, having their way with me. Interconnected pleasure and rough feeding, facesitting and squatting, appreciating the female form, and consuming all the juices they offer – this is what turns me on."
Stroking her finger gently on my aroused penis, she queried, "Is there anything else?"
"Make sure the laptop's on."
Lying back against the cushions, Tasha teased my cock with her nails while simultaneously amusing herself by fiddling with her pussy. I closed my eyes and pressed play on several videos I'd recently become addicted to. The first video displayed four people, two large and tall black men and their two large and curvaceous black counterparts. The women sat on the faces of the men and then switched. The men, in turn, appreciated the women by possessing their lower regions with their mouths and halting the women's orchestrated sexual routine. Tasha smiled at the video's representation of mutual pleasure.
"I'm fond of that video, too." She proclaimed, squeezing my stiff cock softly with her hand.
I presented another video to her; this time, an all-black threesome between three rotund women, engaged in a sloppy, intense, unblinking sex routine. The women made loud noises and exchanged nasty opinions with one another, uninhibitedly. Some were wearing modest garments, while others relied solely on their generously sized breasts and exuberant booties for adornment.
"You're bringing up some of my favorites," she said. Her eyes widened as she skimmed over the footage. "You'll even get to see some girl-on-girl action."
She grinned as I joked, "Imagine me whisked away with them to a private, secluded island. We'd live in a continuous stream of pleasure and naughtiness, right?"
Intrigued, she said, "I'd like to be invited as well." Her grin piqued my interest.
I returned her smile, considering her words carefully. I recognized she had foreshadowed my intentions and had responses prepared for this moment. "Here are some more."
Tasha grinned at me. "Show me more. This has exceeded my expectations immensely."
Overcome by her allure, I diverted my attention and shared a few short clips of an amateur couple who were isolating themselves in a secret paradise. I discovered them through another source and had recently become enraptured by their shared passion. The woman's hips swayed as she fucked her partner in an extremely passionate way, her back was in full view. They chose not to use any music and the most loving moments were shown without conversation. The moment they came, they were like two teenage lovers who were expressing deep affection and were governed by not a single minute of boredom in their own or . They were constantly in the spirit, and concluded their videos in a loving embrace and a playful cum princess kiss.
"Ooh... That's very enticing." Tasha whispered.
"To me, it's perfection. The intensity and focus they bring to each other makes it worth watching again and again."
Tasha's smile widened. "I too appreciate the hips undulating so gracefully and the way she steadily inserts her full force into him. It all feels so natural."
"Hey, do you want me to show you another video I really love?"
"Of course!" Her voice was sultry and enticing.
I grabbed my dick in one hand and hit play on the video with the other.
On the screen, I saw two large ladies – one black, one white – treating a lucky guy to some incredible domination. He was completely nude, while the women were wearing just skimpy micro-bikinis that didn't hide their big bodies. Both ladies had big, realistic-looking dicks strapped to their pussies, matching their skin tones – the straps making their asses bulge. The movie starts with the man on his knees between the two women. One of them puts a collar around his neck and leads him around a grand backyard like he's a dog. Whenever they stop walking, the man, as instructed, squats down with his tongue out, waiting for more orders. The women lead him into the house where they start to take off their clothes and torment him for his pleasure. The guy kneels down and gives both ladies a blowjob, alternating between them. Every so often, the women would pull on his leash, bringing his face close to theirs so they could spit in his mouth.
Tasha gripped my shaft and continued to play with her pussy. The three of us stared at the screen, mesmerized.
The two BBWs in the video had enough amusement, so they led the guy by his leash to a large ottoman in the middle of the living room. They placed him on all fours and the black woman started licking his ass. A few minutes pass, and then she lubes her massive black tool and proceeds to fuck him in the butt as the other female brings her dick to his mouth.
Tasha looked over at me as these two BBW goddesses, for several delicious minutes, spit-roasted the lucky man. I turned my head and looked back at Tasha.
The two ladies put the guy on his back on the ottoman, his legs raised in the air. The white woman continues to feed him her cock as the black woman takes him to anal ecstasy. She jerks him off until he comes. The women laugh and feed him his cum as the video comes to an end.
"I know you want this," Tasha said, squeezing my dick with one hand and still playing with her pussy with the other, "I'd ask if this is what you desire, but we already both know the answer."
I looked at her, my head tilted a little.
"You're a dirty boy," she teased, "but I don't blame you for wanting to be owned and abused by large, sexy ladies with big dicks and big breasts." She continued, her words not carrying a hint of flirtation. "I know you let Kristin do things to you… things that you enjoy, and she wasn't the first to enjoy buttfucking you."
I couldn't take a breath as she spoke.
Tasha moved her lips to my ear, as if she had a secret to tell me. "And I also know how great you are at sucking a cock," she said, her breath warm on my skin, "...and how well you take Kristin's fucking dick." She went on, tracing her tongue across my jawline.
"Can I show you something now?" She asked, curiosity in her voice.
"Please." I said, sliding the laptop towards her.
She closed her laptop and set it back on her desk. Instead, she walked over to the closet and came back with a rectangular box. My cock throbbed with anticipation.
She sat back down on the bed and held up the box in front of me, her eyebrows raising. "Meet Terence." She declared, opening the box and holding his contents in her hands.
Terence was the most realistic synthetic black dick I had ever seen. She held it up to my face, fingering the large blue vein that ran along his length. She squeezed it and twisted it, letting it spring back into place.
"Do you want him?" She asked.
I nodded, accepting her offering as she handed him to me.
Terence was a dark caramel, muscular and adorned with large crisscrossing veins. He felt firm and springy.
His head was a dark red, tinged with brown and purple. The mushroom tip looked incredibly prominent, with a corona that I knew would tug my ass perfectly as she pulled out. He was also a decent size, about six inches long and had a similar thickness and girth to my own dick. He even had small balls at the base.
"Are you smitten yet?" She inquired.
"Funny, I've always wanted to meet Terence."
Tasha rejoined me in bed a short while later, holding both the straps and Terence. I could have lent a hand, but there was something temptingly sexy in witnessing her prepare herself for her bondage.
She glanced at me, appearing ready for a fight - her cheeks taut as she tightened the straps and attached Terence to her groin. I got out of bed and knelt down in front of her, placing my hands on my knees in anticipation of her finishing.
Her gaze shifted to me. She didn't have a smile on her face. She checked out her member and then turned her attention back to me. She didn't need to speak a word.
I slipped my hands on Tasha's strong abs and engulfed almost all six inches in a single gulp. Tasha couldn't help but smile ear-to-ear as I bobbed on and off, swallowing as much of her length in a single go as I could.
"Still craving, eh?" She teased.
I, with wide-eyed innocence and her chocolate dick in my mouth, continued to suck. The veins, the ripples, the wonderfully rounded tip, one after another each sensor sent a tingling sensation through me, and my penis hardened to its fullest extent as a result of sucking her dick more eagerly.
"Tasha, you're not kidding; you ARE a talented cocksucker," she sighed.
I winked at her as I removed my hands from her abs and my sides, no longer providing support during my blowjob, and focused my attention on the oral sex at hand.
She smirked and said, "Hotshot... seeing you do this..." stuffed her tongue in my mouth. Next, she took my cock in her hand and began rubbing it on hers, enjoying the sensation of the two penises colliding.
"You're an ace cocksucker, baby. You should be proud," she whispered in my ear. Tasha then caressed the heads of our poles together.
I gazed up at her eyes full of malevolence. There was no trace of amusement. "Are you prepared to allow me to fuck you, Jay?"
I nodded.
She stole a kiss from me, our tongues intertwining. She guided me to her bed and had me lie down, my torso surrounded by pillows we had laid out. I raised my legs and placed my ankles on her shoulders. She primed her member first and then prepared my ass using a jar of lubricating products stored beneath the mattress. Her lubed digits felt sublime as she played with my butt. She invited the thought of her middle finger to push into me, then pulled it out, granting me the opportunity to push my derriere further onto it. "Ohh... uhh..." I cried out as she indulged in this act, pushing the tip of her middle finger into my butt.
She didn't ease up, instead shoving the entire finger inside me. I yelped. She pulled out her finger, and we exchanged looks without breaking eye contact. By this moment, she gradually began inserting herself into me. Her mushroom head knocked against my bowels, granting her entrance, creating a sensation of a perfect alignment. I wiggled slightly, allowing more of her head to move deeper into my body as she inserted it. I cooed as the crown of her spongy head completely penetrated my rectum.
"It's best if you relax," she advised. "Close your eyes... drift off... Pay attention to the sensations of my penis sliding into you, out of you... Pay attention to the details of the veins in my dick... Can you achieve this?"
I nodded.
Tasha wielded her dick with even more vigour. Long and slow, her shaft played with my insides. The veins, the ripples, and the bulbous head all became sharp sensations, adding to the growing pleasant madness within me.
I whimpered like a little girl, playing with her breasts while Tasha took me on a hell ride. She slid more onto my back, granting easier access to my derriere.
More lube was added to her penis, and her speed quickened minutely. My hands held onto her tits as she gave me a deep, sensuous thrust. She readjusted her position, sliding a bit further back, so her hands could connect with my butt. A bit more slippery and faster, she thrust at a moderate pace, causing the rim of my ass to stretch further.
Tasha continued to penetrate me deep with her lengthy member, pulling nearly all the way back out and thrusting her hips forward more with each stroke. As Tasha finally bottomed out in me, I couldn't handle it anymore. She coated her palm in lube and pumped my erect cock until I climaxed everywhere. Sperm splattered across faces, bodies, and sheets. My anus clenched harder around her penis. She pumped even more vigorously. Vaguely, I pondered the meaning of life in that exact instant and may have caught a glimpse of God. I'm not 100% sure. This orgasm disintegrated me.
She remained inside of me for a moment, allowing me to recover while I took deep breaths and blinked several times. As she gradually began pulling out from my barely relaxing hole, the sensation of her bulbous head against my anal opening was exquisite. It delivered the perfect tickle as it left.
"That was magnificent, sweetheart." She said with a smile, as she glanced at me with my ankles still on her shoulders. "You enjoy sex so gracefully..."
My mind lost for words, it was all I could do to utter "Thank you." I could have replied with countless "thank you's," yet this goddess had done the unthinkable to me. I'd experienced orgasms before that left me stunned, but Tasha had entirely blown my mind. She might as well have reset me to the factory setting.
She freed herself of the harness, discarding the entire device on the floor, and went into the bathroom to draw us a shower.
We slept entwined in her luxurious bed with the pink bedding that night. Her kisses and banter kept us entertained as we drifted off to sleep. My penis made a comfortable nest between her buttocks and I hugged one of her breasts while we enjoyed the comfort of spooning. We quickly dozed off. The sensation in my anus was sheer ecstasy and my testicles were utterly drained. I'd have a blissful sleep.
Stay tuned...
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