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Jack

Re: Big Booty Bitches (NEW Chapters 2023!)
« Reply #105 on: January 07, 2023, 03:11:08 PM »
Oh my what a chapter this was! Can’t wait to see what Steven will have to go thru now! Really glad you returned to this series and give it new life! Looking forward to the things to come. Thank you for keep going with this amazing series Cade  =P~
 
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Saph

Re: Big Booty Bitches (NEW Chapters 2023!)
« Reply #106 on: January 10, 2023, 03:25:40 PM »
That is hands down one of your best stories and one of the best chapters.

I can't believe how suspenseful you made it. As the story progresses, it gets more and more mysterious. You left enough clues hinting that something bad was going to happen. The camera in Kylie's living room was a good idea. The car stuff with Kourtney was a cool change of pace. You even had me guessing she was going to cause Steven to cause a wreck.
 
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Cadeauxxx

Re: Big Booty Bitches (NEW Chapters 2023!)
« Reply #107 on: January 11, 2023, 03:52:00 AM »
Thank you for the kind words everyone, I appreciate it as always. This chapter seems to have really hit a high mark with a lot of folks, so that makes me happy. This one has been a long time coming. I've long wanted to do a full Kardashian-Jenner episode. This is an accomplishment to check off my list of goals.

This was well worth the wait.

Thank you for still writing Kim. I know you have moved on to other women, but it was your Kim stuff in this series that made me find you. This series has everything I ever wanted in stories about her and the other Kardashians. You took the set up and turned it into a mystery story. Kim became a femme fatale at the end. I guess now we have to wait to see how it all ends with Steven. The car scene with Kourtney was like a callback to Silver Screen Express.

I love writing Kim! I made her a central part of this series so she could continue to come back. She is one of the main ladies and I planned on having her one all the way back to 2017 when she returned in chapter 27.

I almost made the van in the driving scene a gold Silver Screen van but stopped at the last minute. I wanted the reference to be a bit more subtle than shoving it in there lol.


This is genius, wow. It took me all of this morning to read through.

You have managed to write a suspense story right in the middle of this series and keep me interested throughout. The mirror room part was great and you managed to make me feel as bothered by the mirrors as Steven was. This was made even better when he dreamed it in his nightmare. I loved Kylie's part and figured from when the camera was seen, that something was not right.

You definitely caught onto my hint!  ;)

Making the Kardashians like villains or just more antagonistic makes them so much more interesting than they are in real life. At least to me. They're actually enjoyable to read here.

Thank you!! That was my goal here! The Kardashians are supposed to be that way when grouped together as a syndicate. I tried to leave hints and clues to this back in chapters 24 and 27, when Khloe first showed up and when Kim forced Steven to do work for her. I always planned to bring the entire family into it like this. They were the perfect foil as in the worst place Steven could end up during a midlife crisis.

That is hands down one of your best stories and one of the best chapters.

I can't believe how suspenseful you made it. As the story progresses, it gets more and more mysterious. You left enough clues hinting that something bad was going to happen. The camera in Kylie's living room was a good idea. The car stuff with Kourtney was a cool change of pace. You even had me guessing she was going to cause Steven to cause a wreck.

Many thanks for this comment! My writing is heavily inspired by pulp crime fiction. When I was writing this chapter, a lot of that flowed naturally for me. I left clues on purpose to build up to the big moment.

More BBB is coming soon.
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Kaden105

Re: Big Booty Bitches (NEW Chapters 2023!)
« Reply #108 on: January 11, 2023, 12:58:23 PM »
Love this series, have you thought about doing something similar to Road to EGOT or along those lines?
 

Cadeauxxx

Re: Big Booty Bitches (NEW Chapters 2023!)
« Reply #109 on: January 12, 2023, 08:32:01 AM »
Love this series, have you thought about doing something similar to Road to EGOT or along those lines?

Thanks for the kind words.

To answer your question, no. I loved that series, but never would want to write anything like that. It's the author that makes it special. Only ManU could write something like that.
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Kaden105

Re: Big Booty Bitches (NEW Chapters 2023!)
« Reply #110 on: January 13, 2023, 05:15:40 PM »
Thanks for answering my previous question, I just miss the regular posts.
 
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Cadeauxxx

Big Booty Bitches Ch. 38
« Reply #111 on: January 27, 2023, 07:02:49 AM »
Big Booty Bitches Ch. 38
Starring: Demi Rose Mawby, Jennifer Lopez, Bebe Rexha, Abigail Ratchford

Themes: Female Dominant, Threesome, Dirty Talk, Romance

Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional. This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal. Please do not copy this story to any site without my permission.



Miami, Florida

The lights flickered on the dance floor, fading slowly into different colors. From one light, green turned yellow, and blue turned purple across from it. It was just another Tuesday night at Disco Fever. The evening hours had been slow, as they usually were during the weekdays. Tomorrow would likely have the fewest people during the week. Antonio had learned that Tuesday and Wednesday nights were always slow. By the time the midnight hours began, the club was often clearing out, if not for the regular customers at the bar. The regulars would stay until the wee hours of the morning, only leaving once the club finally closed within an hour from sunrise. Antonio was still running the club alongside his father, managing things from upstairs and through the V.I.P. halls. His father was gone for the night, leaving him to manage the club for the night alone. Someone else had joined Antonio earlier tonight.

Demi Rose Mawby had entered the club early after texting Antonio. She was there to turn his work night into something of a date. The buxom British model had been playing with his heartstrings for the past few months. Ever since she returned to Miami, Antonio could not go on a date without seeing her. He relished the day she and Abigail Ratchford had planned a threesome for all of them to enjoy. Demi had told Antonio that she rarely stayed in one place for an extended period of time. She explained to him what it was like to be a social influencer online. Some of her trips involved payment for staying at hotels for promotions. Her main home was in Ibiza, Spain, and Antonio could only wish to visit there. He had never stepped foot outside of Miami, let alone explored another country. He was beginning to dream about having that opportunity alongside her.

Despite the lustful experiences Antonio had enjoyed with famous women, similar to his father and uncle's own flings, it was different with Demi. He could not deny the passionate feelings he had for her. His first crush was Britney Spears, and he was able to share an experience with her on his birthday. Britney may have been his first crush, but Demi seemed to be his first true love. From the minute he awakened, she was the first person he thought about until he fell asleep. The hours seemed to fly by quickly when she was at his side in the club. Antonio knew Demi would be leaving soon, but she did not mention when. She spent the night taking selfie photos and modeling in an outfit she fixed up over the weekend. All of the photos and a short video would appear on her social media accounts later in the week. This was not the first time she used a private V.I.P. room to change outfits.

Her legs were covered in a pair of black latex pants that barely contained her giant booty. Demi had seen a magazine cover recently with Kim Kardashian wearing a pair of red latex pants. She was inspired by Kim, citing her as a major influence in her discussions with Antonio. The pants barely fit, with her thick ass looking as if it were going to explode from the tightness. Walking was made a bit more difficult, but Demi had made it down the stairs and stood in front of the bar. To complement the latex pants, Demi found a black denim jacket that was also too small for her body. Unable to button it up, she walked around the club with the jacket undone, revealing a white blouse with heavy cleavage. This shirt was ideal for snapping selfie photos of her face and breasts. Her boobs were encased in a silky black bra, only to avoid her nipples poking into the shirt.

It was worth it for her to see the shocked expression on Antonio's face when he saw her outfit. Since he had shaved his mustache, Antonio could no longer hide when he was blushing. Demi knew how to make an innocent smile to compliment a seductive outfit. Right now, she was teasing someone else. She last saw Antonio in the V.I.P. rooms. Demi stood in front of the bar, gazing at the dance floor, which was nearly empty. She counted three people on the floor: two girls and a guy who were barely making any effort to dance. The DJ was playing old hits from the 80s, mixed together in a medley. She could not recognize the song that was currently played with a slow tempo of synths and bass. Sitting behind her was a group of three men who had spent the night drinking at the bar. All of them were turned around, staring at Demi's huge ass, which became the subject of a drunken conversation.

"But can she twerk though?" 

The man in the middle post began to laugh, as did his friend on the right.

"I think she's got ass implants. Either that or some injections."

Laughter broke out among all three men before the conversation continued.

"That ass is fine, but does it move?"

The man on the left side spoke. Another one laughed.

"I don't know. It looks like jelly to me. Whatchu think? Is her ass fake or is it real? I don't know!"

A sigh was heard as the man sitting in the middle shrugged.

"Can she twerk?"

Another man threw his hands up.

"Does it move?"

Their banter was interrupted by the sound of a throat clearing. All three men turned to see Antonio standing near the bar, arms crossed, as he appeared to be unamused by their conversation. He wore a white blazer that matched his pants and a pink shirt underneath.

"As a matter of fact, it does move. I would know."

"What!?"

One man blurted out before another yelled.

"What are you then? Her pimp?" 

Antonio moved his arms so he had room to snap his finger, alerting two bouncers behind him. The muscular men were bald, dressed in black suits. They moved to the bar as Antonio spoke again.

"Throw their sorry asses out. They've had enough to drink tonight."

Demi suddenly turned around, grinning widely as she watched the bouncers remove the trio of men. 

"Wait, wait, WAIT!" 

"Get your hands off me!" 

The man in the middle chair stumbled to the floor as he was dragged to his feet. One man cowardly ran to the front door, leaving his friends behind to be dragged out of the club, kicking and screaming. Demi was impressed, keeping her lips curved in a grin. Antonio stepped towards her and offered his hand. 

"Take me upstairs, love."

Her British accent was so elegant to hear. Antonio returned the smile as he held her hand and slowly walked Demi up to the stairs leading to the higher balcony in the club. Their next stop was that familiar white door with a gold knob. Demi squeezed his hand, walking side by side at a slow pace due to the uncomfortable feeling the latex pants gave her. It was moments like this that impressed her. Antonio revealed a softer side towards her, but she was turned on by him acting as a boss in the background with his watchful eye. He must have been watching the men drink from upstairs in his office. Demi had caught him many times gazing out the window from behind the shades. She had learned the layout of the club and knew just where to go when she wanted some privacy. As they walked through the white halls, her eyes wandered in his direction.

"I knew you would eventually show up to my rescue and throw those fools out."

Antonio blushed. No matter how hard he tried to hide it, anyone could look at him and see how smitten he was with Demi.

"Next time, you could whistle for me."

"I'm not sure you would hear that from upstairs."

He assumed she was aware he had been sitting in his office and watching from the window just moments before. Demi let go of his hand as she stepped ahead, struggling in the tight pants while stomping her heels loudly.

"Come on, Antonio. We're not going back to your office. I wanna have some fun in my own private room."

The grin on her face was enough to tell him she was certainly in a playful mood. Demi had her own reserved V.I.P. room, complete with a 'do not disturb' sign hanging from the door knob. She turned the knob, inviting Antonio in. What would be ideal for a private party room for had been enjoyed by Demi alone. A bottle of wine, an empty glass, and a magazine sat on the glass coffee table facing a white leather couch. Two other lounge chairs were off to the right side of the room, with folded outfits and a backpack that contained many of her photography tools. Demi cast a glance across her right shoulder as Antonio closed the door behind him.

"Take your jacket off and make yourself comfortable, love."

Pausing for a moment, she let out a sigh. Antonio could hear the front button of her pants come undone with a loud thump sound. 

"I'm about to do the same."

From where he stood, he got to witness her pushing those black latex pants down to reveal her giant booty. Antonio took a moment to gaze at her lovely rump before he began taking his own jacket off. He slung it on the couch before sitting down. Demi took her heels off so she could slide the pants off her ankles. She left them there on the floor as she walked a few steps forward and began to take her jacket off. Antonio's eyes wandered to the table. He reached for the wine bottle, feeling the emptiness with lack of weight. If there was any left, it was not enough for a glass. The light above shined down across the glossy cover of the magazine. Antonio grabbed it, seeing that it was a tabloid-based gossip magazine. On the front cover was Kim Kardashian wearing red latex pants and the headline 'Kim's Wild Night'. A blurb on the left side mentioned a mystery man and rumors of Kim cheating on Kanye.

"Now you know why I went looking for a pair of latex pants today."

Antonio chuckled at her remark. He was more interested in this 'mystery man' mentioned on the front page. Something about the face seemed familiar to him at first glance.

"I hate to break the bad news to you tonight, but I have to leave in the morning."

"Really? That's quite the time to tell me."

When he glanced back at Demi, she had taken her jacket off, standing in a black thong and matching bra. Her arms were raised with her hands behind the back of her head, flexing her elbows out as if she were modeling for him. Antonio let out a sigh. He was slightly bothered that she waited until now to tell him she had to leave town. Had she said something earlier today, he could have made plans for them to share the entire night together. Their time together was running out.

"Why didn't you tell me earlier? I could've arranged us a party or even called off for a date."

"I didn't want to tell you. I could've just left you a note. Maybe I'll do that next time."

"Demi, no. Don't be like that!"

As he sat up on the couch, Antonio tossed the magazine back on the table. She stepped closer, lowering her arms so she could press her hands against his chest. The scent of her perfume was so strong that it could not be avoided. Antonio gazed into her deep brown eyes as Demi spoke in a low voice.

"Don't be mad at me, honey. That'll only make you miss me more."

She pressed her lips against his as Antonio's hands found her perfect curves. He closed his eyes and began to kiss her passionately while his hands roamed behind her to grip her phat ass cheeks. He squeezed them, causing Demi to moan in his mouth as their tongues were still dancing together. As they kissed, his cock began to grow in the front of his pants, where Demi could certainly feel his erection poking forward. There was no way he could deny it to himself. Antonio was in love with this girl and could not resist her. She pulled away from him after ending the kiss, leaving him disappointed that she did not nestle her giant ass down onto his lap. He exhaled and shook his head while watching her stand forward. Demi smiled innocently as she pulled the shoulder straps of her bra, loosening it from her body. Her huge boobs flopped free after she discarded the bra from her slim-thick body.

"Just sit back and let me undress you."

"I can't say no to that."

Demi giggled. Her British accent was heard strongly as she purred soft moans. His eyes were fixated on her breasts until she moved her hands to hide her nipples. This was her way of silently teasing him, but only momentarily. She dropped her hands, slightly bouncing her tits as she used both hands to tug her thong down and reveal her freshly shaved pussy. The pink folds glistened with a fresh dew. Antonio bit his lower lip before his eyes shot back up at her face. Demi knew how to make the most innocent smiles while playing the role of a naughty minx. Her hands slid between his thighs, pushing wrinkles into his white pants, until she found the front button. With no belt in the way, Demi easily unbuttoned his pants and slid the zipper down. Antonio took a deep breath, feeling the heat of this moment as their eyes met again. 

She grabbed the front of his white underwear and pulled at the elastic band to free his cock. As it flopped out, Demi grabbed hold of his pole with her right hand. Antonio moaned at the feeling of her warm fingers twisting around it. Once she had his pants and underwear pushed down to his ankles, Demi situated herself on the floor. Their eyes met again as she stroked his cock. Her fingers tightened around his cock as she began to wank faster. By now, his dick had grown to full length, but Demi was not done wanking him. Her hand continued to pump his cock until she lowered her lips and breathed across the head. Antonio swallowed his breath in eager anticipation of what was to come next. Demi parted her lips and flicked her tongue across the head while shoving her hand down to the base. With her eyes locked on his face, she enveloped her lips around his cock and began to suck.

"Ohhhhh, man..." 

'Mmmmmmm', a muffled moan answered Antonio's cry of pleasure. Demi closed her eyes and pushed his dick deeper into her mouth. She bobbed her head up and down at a slow pace, sucking him sensually. Antonio moaned again while resting on the couch. Since he was still wearing his shirt, he decided to grab the ends and begin pulling it over his head. The thought of undressing while at work had not crossed his mind tonight, but now he did not care. Once he had pulled the shirt over his head, Demi was pushing his cock to the back of her throat. This effort of deep-throating made him clench his teeth and grunt. Antonio could see her big brown eyes glaring at him. Whether she wanted to surprise him with the sudden action or test her gag reflexes, Demi had him right where she wanted him. She extracted his shaft from her lips and flicked her tongue to break the few saliva strings.

Demi spit on his cock before pumping her hand up and down. Antonio had not noticed that her left hand was out of sight. He soon felt her other hand when she squeezed his balls from underneath. He groaned as she made that same innocent smile from earlier. Sliding her tongue out, Demi pressed the head of his shaft against it. He knew she was not done teasing him yet. Smack. Smack. Smack. The sound echoed through the room as she slapped his cock against her tongue. After a fourth smack, Demi squeezed her lips around the head and resumed sucking him. She unwrapped her right hand fingers from his cock and now used both hands to press into his legs as she bobbed her head up and down. Sucking and slobbering noises became audible with each passing second. Antonio knew she was not going to stay on her knees. When Demi began to rise, he offered a hand to help her up. She shook her head.

"I don't need any help, love. Just sit back and relax for me. I want to try something new."

"Something new? Like what?" 

Immediately after standing up, she turned her back to him to reveal her glorious booty. The sight alone was enough to make Antonio moan. Demi bent over and placed her hands on his legs, but quickly moved them. He was unsure what she was doing at first until she shoved her booty back and began to rub against him.

"Ohhhhh, do you wanna grind on me, baby?"

"No. I'm going to need a little bit of help. I need your cock inside me."

"Where at inside of you? Which hole?" 

That question made her sigh in frustration and roll her eyes. Demi reached behind her and grabbed his cock with authority. Antonio sat there as he watched her legs spread far enough that light shone from between her thighs. He should have known that, by her words, she was referring to her pussy and not her ass.

"Come on, help me."

Since she demanded his aid, Antonio used his right hand to grip his cock and slide it beyond the pink folds of her entrance. Demi purred a soft moan upon feeling his shaft enter her. She gripped his legs and then slid her ass forward, brushing it against his stomach to rock his cock into her pussy. It seemed that she was in the mood to try reverse cowgirl, but not quite. Something was different about the way Demi was taking him. She felt in command and began to bounce herself up and down. Her huge booty cheeks smacked against his skin, jiggling and shaking.

"Just sit back and let me do the work."

She leaned forward, pressing her legs together. Demi kept her hands on his legs, gripping as best as she could as she began to slam herself down on his cock. Her powerful ass rubbed against him, bouncing up and down as his cock pulsated inside her tight pussy. Antonio leaned back and watched her booty shake and bounce on him. He raised his arms and positioned his hands behind his head, willing to lay back and enjoy this.

"Oh my god, this is amazing. Don't stop, Demi!"

Antonio was in disbelief that Demi wanted to do all the work. She was firmly in control, still bouncing herself up and down as his cock moved in and out of her pussy. She had moved at a slow pace so far until finding a steady rhythm. Her fingernails dug into his skin, lightly scratching him as Demi began to pound herself on his cock at a faster rate. Their bodies smacked together harder, causing a noise to echo throughout the room.

"Oh, fuck!" 



Smack. Smack. Smack. Her ass slammed down on him with such authority that her plump, smooth cheeks jiggled and bounced. Demi whimpered. Antonio could not see that she had closed her eyes and was concentrating on fucking him. Over and over, she pounded herself down, pumping his cock in and out of her pussy. Her great, big tits shook up and down.

"Oh my god!"

She cried out in her British accent. The sound of her voice was almost enough to make Antonio erupt inside her. He loved her voice. Demi was panting as she slowed down and began to lean back. Now was an ample opportunity for Antonio to lower his hands and slide his arms around her. He wanted to feel her breasts and wasted no time roaming his hands over her big boobs. She moaned at the feeling of his palms pressing against her hardened nipples. Demi raised her head when she felt his breath blowing down the right side of her neck. Antonio began to kiss and suck her neck, trying to find her weak spot as he squeezed her breasts again.

"I want you to fuck me, Antonio. Do you think you can do that for me?"

"Ask and you shall receive, baby."

He expected her to rise up and pull his cock out of her cunt, but Demi did something unexpected. She raised her hands from his legs and arched herself forward.

"Stand up for me. Whatever you do, do not pull out. I want your cock to stay inside me until I cum."

Such demands came with a stern voice. Demi made it known to Antonio loud and clear that she was in control. It did not matter who was on top and doing the work, she was the one calling the shots. He knew better than to refuse. This could possibly be his last night with her, and Antonio had no desire to leave her unimpressed. As he stood up, Demi lowered herself down on all fours. The glass coffee table was too far away for her to reach. She pressed her hands and knees into the carpet below, as Antonio was now standing behind her. With his pants and underwear pushed down to his ankles, it was a struggle to spread his feet out. Antonio leaned down and carefully pulled his right shoe off. He was able to slip one foot out from under his clothes to free himself. Now in position, he began to buck his hips to drive his cock into her.

"Ohhhhhhh, yes, yes. That's it. Take me just like this."

"You're full of surprises tonight, babe."

Demi giggled at his remark. She spread her fingers into the carpet as Antonio drove his cock inside her at a slow pace. He had no intention of thrusting faster until she told him to. In the back of his mind, Antonio could not stop thinking about the possibility that this would be his last night with Demi. While he wanted to satisfy her, he also wanted to fuck her thick booty one last time.

"I want you to give it to me harder, love. I know you can do it."

Antonio thought of spanking her massive booty after she made her demands, but he restrained himself. He began to thrust harder, bucking his hips faster as his cock moved in and out of her pussy. Demi bit her lower lip and purred soft moans. Her breasts bounced from underneath, swaying left and right.

"Mmmmmmmmm, yes! Ohhhhhhhhh, yes!" 

Satisfaction oozed from her English voice. Antonio still had to resist the urge to spank her booty without Demi ordering him to do so. He planted his hands on her hips and continued to thrust. As his cock pumped into her pussy, she closed her eyes and kept her head raised.

"Ohhhhhh yes! Ohhhhh, ohhhhhhhh, ohhhhhhhhh!" 

Through his efforts, he was rewarded with her crying in pleasure. Antonio grunted as he continued to thrust into her pussy. He was confident in his own stamina and that he could hold himself back from his own orgasm once he pushed Demi to hers. Her long, dark hair extended down her back, teasing him with the thought of pulling. She bit her lower lip again while curling her toes and taking deep breaths. The height of her pleasure was so close that Demi screamed at him.

"YES!! YESSSSS!! FUCK ME, BABY!! FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK MEEEE!!" 

Each time she screamed, Antonio thrust into her as hard as he could. Their bodies smacked together again, causing her giant ass cheeks to wobble and shake. Demi lowered her head and curled her toes while sliding her fingers forward. Despite how hard he was pounding her pussy, she did not move. Her body was built to endure a hard fuck like this. Antonio swallowed his breath and grunted as he continued to fuck her. Demi bit her lower lip, whimpering softly before clenching her teeth at the thought of an orgasm.

"OHHHHHHH, GOD! ANTONIO!! YESSSSSSSS!!" 

Her legs shook as her inner walls tightened around his cock. Now was the time to pull out before he exploded inside her. Antonio grunted and quickly snatched his cock out of her cunt. Demi desperately tried to catch her breath as Antonio took a few steps back. Demi began to crawl around to face him, seemingly unbothered by the rush of a hard climax. She had the stamina and strength to go all night if she wanted to. Now was the best time for him to demand his own desires.

"Demi, since you're leaving tonight, I gotta fuck that ass one more time. Can I do it one last time, please?"

She smiled, still catching her breath as she began to giggle at him.

"You're willing to beg me for that, huh? If you want it that bad, you better prove it. Pound me in the arse. Show me how badly you want it."

He wasted no time moving behind her. Demi was still giggling as she climbed from the floor and pushed her knees into the couch. She lowered her head to elevate her massive booty. Antonio gasped at the sight. No matter how many times he had witnessed it before, he found himself amazed every time she lifted her ass.

"Since you want to do this, I want to finish you with my tits."

The thought of fucking her ass and then her tits made Antonio feel like a winner. Now was a perfect time to finally take off his other shoe and free his ankle from his clothes. It took him a few moments to pull the shoe and twist his toes before stepping his bare foot out. Standing naked, he gripped her ass cheeks and pulled them apart, all so he could use his right hand and slide his cock up the crack. Demi closed her eyes and rested her head against the cushion of the couch. She moaned at the feeling of his length rubbing up and down the crack until Antonio pushed the head into her dark little hole. A gasp was heard from her voice before she spoke again.

"Remember, I want a pounding. If you do an excellent job, I will give you a titwank that you'll never forget."

From her choice words combined with that sexy accent, Antonio could not help but nod at her words. He had to satisfy her since she was still in control tonight. His right hand gripped one of her hips as he began to buck his hips, driving his cock into her giant ass. He glanced down, watching the entire length of his dick disappear into the ass of Demi Rose. It took him a few thrusts to find a rhythm as Demi maintained the position with her face down and ass up.

"Come on, give it to me. I want you to pound my arse, not take it slow."

"You ready for it now, Demi?" 

"I've been ready since assuming the position. Come on and give it to me. Pound my arse with your cock."

Laughing at her remark, Antonio swallowed his breath and began to thrust faster. As his cock was pumping in and out at a rapid pace, he groaned at the tight feeling in her booty. Her thick cheeks bounced and shook as their bodies were now smacking together. Demi moaned louder with each passing second.



"Ohhhhh, ohhhhhhhhhh yes! YESSSS!!" 

Over and over, Antonio's dick slammed into Demi's ass. Her loud voice was enough to tell him that she was satisfied with his efforts thus far. He continued to pound her ass with every inch of his cock thrusting in. Lying down on the couch prevented her big tits from shaking and bouncing since they were pressed against the cushions. Demi spread her fingers out, raking her nails into the couch as she screamed again.

"FUCK MY ARSE!! OHHHHH, YES!! YESSSSSSSS!!" 

Gritting his teeth, Antonio groaned. He did not want to stop, despite feeling as if his cock would detonate inside her booty. He continued pounding his cock in her ass, still bucking his hips with each passing second as he closed his eyes momentarily.

"God, Demi! You're the fucking BEST!!" 

Slowing down to a near halt, Antonio thrust every inch of his cock into her ass. It was such a wonderful sight to witness his entire length disappearing up her ass. When he opened his eyes, he could see Demi gazing at him from the corner of her eye. The look on her face told him that she knew he could not last much longer.

"That's enough, love. I'm going to make you cum."

Without her ordering him to do so, Antonio knew to pull his cock out of her ass and take a step back. Demi leaned up and fell down to her knees. She crawled forward and then grabbed his shaft with her right hand. Before she was ready to use her breasts, she had to go from ass to mouth. He groaned at the feeling of her lips squeezing around the head of his shaft. Demi bobbed her head up and down, sucking it by the inch. She moved her hands to her great big tits, holding them up as her lips continued to bob up and down.

"Oh, god..." 

As he swallowed his breath, Antonio was confident she would have him wailing cries of pleasure when she finally forced him to blow his load. He stood there, listening to the light sucking noises made from her mouth as she pressed her hands over her tits. How much time he had left before he exploded was a guess by this point. Demi shoved his cock to the back of her throat, slowly deep-throating his entire length again. When she was ready to tittyfuck him, Demi withdrew his shaft from her lips with a pop. She then pulled her breasts apart to create a narrow passage. Antonio gasped as he felt her firm tits squeezing around his cock.

"Fuck!!" 

Demi smiled while gazing up at his face. She was still in control after all this time. Regardless of whether she was on her knees doing all the work, she felt confident as the one who would be forcing him to cum when she wanted to. Her eyes focused on him as she began to slowly pump her tits up and down.

"You will cum for me, Antonio. I refuse to stop until you cover me in spunk." 

All he could do was stand there and swallow his breath. Antonio knew if he were to try and thrust to match her movement, he would end up blowing his load right away. He had merely seconds to enjoy the feeling of her breasts suffocating his cock. Demi moved slowly for a few seconds before picking up the pace.

"Oh god!" 

He cried out as she tittyfucked his cock to a pulp. Every inch of his rod disappeared, with only the head poking up with a full thrust. After three times, he was holding on for dear life, knowing his cock was seconds away from detonating between her tits. Clenching his teeth, Antonio grunted as Demi giggled at his reaction. She continued to pump her tits around his cock while speaking.

"There's no point in trying to stop the inevitable. Cum for me! Cover me in your sticky spunk!" 

Finally, he let go and gave in to her demands. Antonio closed his eyes as his cock began to erupt between her tits.

"Ohhhhh, god! OHHHH GOD!!"

She did not stop pumping her tits as cum shot from his cock and splattered onto her neck and chin. Demi giggled and continued to fuck his cock with her tits. She smirked and raised her head, forcing spurt after spurt of cum onto her skin with her breasts. Antonio opened his eyes to see she had not moved her hands away at all. His cock was still trapped between her tits. Three wads of cum dripped from above. He smiled at the fact that he was able to give her a proper pearl necklace in these circumstances. Demi's eyes remained locked on him as she continued to pump her tits up and down, still forcing strings of cum to fly out of his cock and towards her neck.

"You're something else, Demi. You're really special, I hope you know that."

"I know, love."

Winking at him, she finally let go of her tits to free his cock. Strings of cum stuck between her tits, pulling apart like ropes. Out of breath and near the point of exhaustion, Antonio sat down on the couch. He could not shake the thought from his mind that this was their last night together. At least she was giving him a memory he would not forget, but that was not enough to wash away the lonely nights that would begin tomorrow.

"I can't believe you have to go again. Will you be back any time soon?"

"Maybe in two months. I have to head home to Ibiza before I can return to the States."

To hear her mention Ibiza, Antonio let out a sigh. He daydreamed about following her to the Spanish island. Having never left the U.S. before, he wondered what life was like there. She stepped around him and found a paper towel from across the room. As she wiped her neck dry of his cum, Demi spoke again.

"Don't worry. I'll keep in touch. I'll text you when I'm not busy. We should talk on the phone during the weekends."

While she talked, Antonio grabbed his underwear and pants from the floor. He stood up so he could dress his body again. Demi took her time, as if she did not have a care in the world, to walk around the room naked. Once he had his pants back on, he grabbed his shirt and threw it over his head. After yanking it down, Antonio was greeted by Demi standing in front of him, still naked, with her hands on her hips. A playful smirk ran across her lips before speaking. 

"I called Abigail earlier today. She said she'll be coming here tomorrow night to see you. I trust that you'll have a good time with her while I'm gone."

******************

1 DAY LATER

Long Island City, New York

Sunlight reflected across the windows of the tall buildings lined up across the streets. The blinding light did not bother Tony Diaz, thanks to the darkly tinted windows of the stretch limousine. He had arrived in New York yesterday, planning his arrival to surprise his girlfriend, Jennifer Lopez. Nearly a month had passed since he had last seen her. After she left Miami, they kept in contact with nightly phone calls, but Tony felt the need to surprise her in person. He reached out to her security team last week to arrange a surprise for her. Jennifer had taken a flight to New York alongside film and production crews who were beginning work on her latest film project. Jennifer had told him much about the Hustlers film, going so far as to say she expected it to get her an Oscar nomination. The passion she displayed for such a project could not be ignored.

His watch read a few minutes past 2 PM. Tony let out a sigh as he sat back in the quiet car. The limo was massive, with black leather interiors and a small fridge. With enough space for a private party, he did not rent the vehicle for the company. He wanted to make a scene for the paparazzi, who were likely camped outside the movie set. Since he was beginning to become known as 'Mr. J-Lo', Tony decided to embrace his newfound celebrity outside of Miami. He was giving the gossip magazines and news reporters something to talk about by arriving with flash and style. The limo was black, a choice from Tony that he was certain would catch wandering eyes when he pulled up to the set. Jennifer's security team had informed him that the film set was stationed on a road blocked off from the public. The film company was making use of a set that involved an abandoned part of town to keep it away from prying eyes.

That would not be enough to keep the paparazzi away. Jennifer had told Tony that they always found a way to snap their photographs. It did not matter how far away they were; their cameras would find them. He was not afraid of the photographers. Tony had made the choice to embrace the nuisances that came along with a Hollywood lifestyle, just so long as he was with her. Nothing else mattered to him going forward in life. After years of on-again, off-again dating, they were finally building a future together. Tony had never felt better about Jennifer than after they reunited several months ago. As he sat in the back of the limo, his hands clutched a bouquet of pink roses wrapped in a newspaper. The flowers were his first purchase after leaving the hotel. When the limo arrived at the street set, Tony began to feel nervous. He hated going this long without seeing Jennifer, but they would soon be reunited.

When the limo slowed down, Tony gazed out the window. A few people strolled the sidewalks, dressed in casual clothes. He figured they must be part of the film crews. They were beyond the roadblock now, as he could see the row of buildings that displayed stores and a cafe. All were part of the movie set, no doubt. The driver did not speak, but Tony knew where they were. A camera station was visible on the opposite street, with more people walking by. The limo came to a sudden stop, and Tony opened the door. As he stepped out into the sunlight, a cool breeze blew across his face, rustling through his slicked-back hair. Tony's wardrobe of choice today was a black pinstriped suit, complete without the tie, and unbuttoned to reveal his buttoned-up white shirt. He shut the limo door and began to walk forward. In the distance, Tony saw two women walking in the middle of the road.



A short, blonde-haired girl with stonewashed blue jeans and a white crop top that exposed her stomach stood to his left. Her hair was cut short, slightly above her shoulders, and split down the middle. Tony's eyes focused on the woman standing next to her. The other woman also wore blue jeans. A black shirt was visible beneath a white fur coat with the word 'Juicy' in sparkling silver letters. Her long hair was fixed up in a high ponytail that revealed giant hoop earrings, and a pair of aviator-style sunglasses covered her eyes. As she stepped closer, Tony felt his heart begin racing. She did not notice him at first since her head was turned toward the other girl. Their voices could be heard, but he could not make out whatever they were saying to each other. There was no doubt in his mind that Jennifer was standing before him. In her left hand, she clutched her smartphone. When she glanced forward, Jennifer stopped walking. She smiled and lifted the sunglasses above her head to look at Tony with her eyes.

"Hey Jen, miss me?" 

"Oh my god, Tony! What are you doing here?" 

"Just stopping by to check in on you."

She strutted her hips, clacking her heels across the road as she walked to him. The blonde girl followed directly behind Jennifer and stood back to watch the two lovers embrace each other. Jennifer threw her arms around Tony, hugging him before she leaned in to kiss his lips.

"Are these for me?" 

"Who else would I get them for?"

Laughing at his response, she grinned and took the flowers. Jennifer brushed her nose against the roses for a quick sniff. The blonde girl stood on the left side. Her big brown eyes made contact with Tony as she smiled.

"You must be Mr. Diaz. I've heard all about you."

"You have?"

"Oh, yes, you're the famous Mr. J-Lo. She's told me all about you."

Tony tried not to laugh as he grinned.

"So I've been told by the magazines. You're the first person to actually call me that."

"Then it's my honor, Mr. J-Lo!"

"So what's your name? Since you're a friend of Jen's, that makes you a friend of mine."

Jennifer raised her head from the flowers.

"Tony, this is a new friend of mine, Bebe." 

"Yes, I'm Bebe Rexha. Maybe you've heard of me. I'm a singer." 

She offered a hand to him. Tony smiled as he shook her hand. Jennifer's eyes wandered from Bebe to Tony, then she spoke again before he had a chance. She could guess from the look on his face that he had not heard of her.

"Yeah, Bebe is an up-and-coming pop singer. We might be working together on a single later this year."

A smile ran across Bebe's lips as she looked back at Jennifer for a moment.

"That's nice. Are you filming with Jen right now?"

She shook her head at Tony's question and sighed.

"No, but I auditioned. I lost at the last minute to some actress who gets to play the blonde girl. I can't remember her name."

"That doesn't matter. At least you get to hang out with me on the set."

Jennifer was quick to respond. Something about the presence of the girl told Tony that Jennifer had a heavy influence on this film set. She must have had the power to call shots and decide who was able to hang around the set. That was a sign of power and influence that impressed him. Jennifer took a step back and shoved her phone into her jeans' back pocket.

"Bebe, excuse me. I need to have a moment with Tony."

Still holding the flowers, she threw her other arm around Tony as they walked shoulder-to-shoulder. Bebe turned her back, facing the opposite direction of the empty street.

"You could've called and told me you wanted to come and visit. I would've arranged for security to wait at the airport."

"It wouldn't have been a surprise if I told you."

She giggled at his remark before glancing behind her shoulder. Jennifer and Tony walked far enough that Bebe would be unable to hear them if they talked quietly. They turned around to face the other side of the street. Bebe was standing there, her back turned to them, as she shoved her hands into her pockets and glanced around the set piece of the street.

"So how are things going back in Miami?"

"Business as usual. Everything seems to be fine. I still haven't heard from my runaway brother or know where the hell he is."

The mention of Steven made Jennifer sigh. She did not expect Tony to mention him in passing like this. They both found it a difficult subject, but as more time passed, they could not help but wonder where he went. Tony focused his eyes on Bebe's figure. She was still standing there with her hands on her hips, gazing at the cloudy blue sky. Jennifer noticed his eyes concentrating on Bebe. Tony was staring right at her booty, which was tucked in the light-colored jeans.

"What do you think of her?"

"She's got a nice booty, but it's not as lovely as yours."

Jennifer laughed at his response as Tony spoke again.

"What's she doing following you around on a movie set?"

"We met in L.A. before we moved into the production stages of the movie. At first, I thought she was upset that she didn't get the role. Now, I think she really wants to be a friend of mine."

She leaned closer, whispering in his ear.

"She's friends with Rita Ora. When I first met her, Rita had told her all about what we did on the yacht a while back. I guess word got around and she's been eager to meet us both."

Memories flooded through Tony's mind. He smiled as he remembered the epic threesome that he and Jennifer enjoyed with Rita.

"That was one fine day."

"Mmmmhhhhhhmmm. It sure was. Too bad we're not in Miami to make use of your yacht. It's been a while since we had some fun there."

He turned to look into Jennifer's eyes. She could not hide the playful smirk she had. Tony glanced back at Bebe standing in the distance, taking another look at that fine ass in the jeans.

"I wanna go out for dinner tonight. I haven't seen you in forever. Think she'll want to join us?"

Jennifer nodded.

"She's been following me around like a loyal apprentice. I'm sure she'd love to join us." 

His eyes were still fixated on that ass. Bebe had turned to the side, glancing across her left shoulder as if she knew he was studying her. She kept her hands planted on her hips without a care in the world. Tony finally glanced at Jennifer, smirking at her.

"An apprentice, huh? I have one question about that."

"What?"

Flashing his teeth in a smirk, Tony looked into Jennifer's eyes before speaking.

"Can she twerk?"

******************

Miami, Florida

Ceiling fan blades turned at a fast speed to become a blur from high above. Sunlight shined through the window, illuminating the living room. In the distance, the glare of a flat-screen television was visible. Antonio paid it no attention as he sat on the couch, studying the pages of a magazine. Demi had left behind her gossip magazine with Kim Kardashian on the cover. Before leaving work last night, Antonio brought the magazine home. He could not shake the feeling that he recognized the mystery man on the cover who had been photographed with Kim. Several photographs covered a two-page spread, and he was able to study them more clearly. It may have been a coincidence that the man resembled his uncle Steven. The article printed on the pages told a tired tale of speculation. Was Kim Kardashian cheating on her husband with this mystery man? An old question that was always printed in such tabloids. 

It felt like forever since he had last seen his uncle. If that was Steven in the photos, what was he doing in Los Angeles, partying with Kim? The more Antonio studied the pictures, the more he was convinced that it had to be him. No one had heard from Steven in so long that he could have left and gone anywhere. Antonio remembered hearing that Sean, who worked at the club, had connections to Kim. Maybe it was worth reaching out to his father and showing him the magazine. For now, he sat there and thought about it while studying the magazine. No shirt covered his chest after a shower. His face was freshly shaved from half an hour ago to the minute. Antonio sat in a pair of light blue leisure shorts while someone else also stripped down their clothes in his penthouse suite. Abigail Ratchford sighed in frustration as she stood in front of him, hands pressed against her hips.

With Demi gone, Abigail wasted no time inviting herself over to Antonio's penthouse. She woke up by knocking on the door, greeting him with a kiss on the cheek. Antonio joked that she was going to be his date tonight, but he knew Abigail had other plans in mind. Whenever she came over early in the day, she was definitely in the mood to do something naughty. He was lucky that a model like her seemed to enjoy using him for casual sex when she was in town. They shared breakfast together before he jumped in the shower, hoping she would join him. Abigail refused, insisting on wandering to his bedroom, where she stripped down to reveal a black lingerie outfit. Black fishnet stockings extended to her thighs, matching the thong covering her snatch and a push-up bra that contained her tits. Nothing covered her bare feet, revealing the black polish that covered her toenails. Her long, jet-black hair was split down the middle, curling behind her shoulders.

"Seriously? You'd rather keep looking at pictures of Kim Kardashian instead of me?" 

She sighed again before reaching for the magazine. Antonio finally shifted his eyes to see Abigail pouting at him. Her hands pulled the magazine from his fingers, prompting Antonio to lean up before speaking.

"It's not about her! I recognize the man she's with. I think that's my uncle." 

Abigail chuckled in an annoyed voice. She did not bother glancing at the magazine before tossing it across the room. Antonio watched it land on the floor, still open on pages facing downward. Abigail grabbed his chin, forcing him to look at her.

"So what if that's your uncle? What do you care if he's partying with Kim when you have me all to yourself?"

Moving her cold hand away from his face, Abigail straddled him and climbed into his lap. Antonio leaned back and took a deep breath upon feeling her plump ass sit on his crotch. He ran his hands up her hips, watching as her puffy red lips curved into a grin.

"Now that's better."

With a smirk, Antonio was not ready to drop the conversation. He leaned in to kiss her lips while wrapping his arms around her. Abigail began to grind down on his crotch, giving life to his erection that now poked into her ass. She moaned into his mouth before the kiss broke.

"It's a long story, babe. My uncle used to run the club before my dad gave me the job. We haven't seen him in months. It's probably not him, but it sure looks like him. Maybe I'm just imagining it."

"You sound like you really miss him."

She began to grind her ass into his crotch. Abigail placed her hands on his shoulders, watching as his eyes shifted from her face to her large breasts. Antonio moaned before replying.

"I do. He's a good man. You would like him."

"Are you saying you want to introduce me to another man? I'm not sure that's a good idea, honey. What if I like fucking him?"

Abigail continued to grind as she teased him with her dirty talk. Antonio ignored her words and moved his hands to her bra straps. She helped him by pulling the bra loose and snatching it from her body. As her big tits flopped free, his hands gently grabbed them. He squeezed her tits before she slid her fingers to the back of his head and guided his face between them. She was in the mood and not willing to take no for an answer. Antonio knew what Abigail wanted when she first arrived at his doorstep. She was the type of sex-addicted freak who could not wait until nightfall when she was in the mood. Unable to resist her, Antonio gave in as he began slobbering on her boobs. She moaned to him as she closed her eyes.

"Ohhhhhh, yeah. That's it. Taste them. I know you've missed my titties. You don't have to tell me, I know."

Her fingers rustled through his short hair as her tits smothered his face. Antonio squeezed her boobs around his face, rubbing them up and down his cheeks as he slipped her left nipple between his fingers for a quick squeeze. His cock had grown to full length, poking between her thighs. Abigail had stopped grinding. She could feel his hardened erection beneath her, desperate to be released from his shorts. The feeling overwhelmed her until she pulled his head out from her breasts and got off his lap. Antonio immediately stood up from the couch. He wrapped his arms around Abigail as he began to kiss her passionately. Her big tits pressed against his chest, allowing him to feel her hardened nipples poking into his skin. She moaned into his mouth while grabbing the front of his shorts and aggressively tugging them down. His cock rubbed against her leg until her right hand fingers wrapped around it. Antonio unwrapped his arms from her after their kiss ended.

"Ohhhhhh, man..." 

His gaze was drawn to her emerald eyes as he moaned to her. Abigail dropped her lower lip, revealing her barred teeth. She had become a seductive vixen, ready to unleash her lust upon him. Her fingers tightened around his cock, squeezing it hard.

"I'm so glad Demi called me yesterday to tell me she was leaving. Now I have you all to myself and don't have to worry about her."

Giggling mischievously, Abigail let go of his cock and pressed her hands against his chest. Her fingernails grazed his skin, trailing downward as she slowly fell to her knees. Antonio kept his sights locked on her beautiful green eyes until he heard her knees touch the floor. The dark-haired model wrapped her right hand fingers around his cock again now that she was face to face with it. She proceeded to wank him, jerking her fingers up and down as she purred soft moans.

"This cock is all for me today."

Those big green eyes glared at him as she kissed the head. Antonio swallowed his breath as he watched Abigail take his cock into her mouth. She enveloped her lips around his pole and began to slowly bob her head up and down while her hand gripped the base. 'Mmmmmm', she moaned softly before pulling back to the head and releasing him with a pop.

"Seriously, we could've been doing this earlier if you weren't so worried about some guy who looked like your uncle in a magazine."

Just when he was able to stop thinking about Steven, Abigail said something to bring him back to the front of his mind. She knew how to tease with the right words, but he would have preferred not to have a rush of memories from his uncle. As Abigail slid his cock back into her mouth, Antonio reminisced about the threesomes he shared with his uncle. He would never confess such dirty deeds to a woman he loved like Demi. She did not need to learn about his chance meetings with Kate Upton and Khloe Kardashian, but Abigail was a different kind of woman. She would probably laugh and find it amusing if he told such stories. Maybe he would tell her about those memories later. He remembered the display of complete dominance and control that Steven had in those situations. While Antonio liked to sit back and let the woman have her fun, his uncle was the type to take control.

Her lips slid further down his shaft, pushing it deeper down her throat. Abigail devoured his cock with ease, sucking it slowly like a peppermint stick. She unwrapped her right hand fingers and then used both hands to press into his legs. This made it easier for her to bob her head up and down, slobbering on his dick as she sucked inch after inch. Antonio exhaled as he carefully stepped his feet out of the leisure shorts that were around his ankles. It was a good thing he had not put on any underwear yet after stepping out of the shower. With Abigail's preference for stripping him, the underwear would not have lasted long. She closed her eyes and then slammed his cock to the back of her throat. Normally, this kind of sudden action would take him by surprise, but Antonio only grunted in reaction. The head of his cock hit the back of her throat, but Abigail did not gag or choke.

This had not been the first time Abigail demonstrated her expert cocksucking abilities to Antonio. She held the position as her lips were buried in his pubic hair. Her hands shifted from his legs to press against her large boobs. Antonio guessed she would soon extract his cock from her lips and stuff his cock between her tits next. Abigail had something else in mind. She was not done toying with him yet. She wiggled the tip of her tongue on his hanging nutsack as she sat there with his cock pushed all the way down her throat. The act of 'ball surfing' was something new that Antonio had never experienced. To feel the tip of her tongue licking his balls while she kept his cock in her mouth, Antonio grunted and stomped his left foot into the floor.

"Oh, fuck! You're so dirty, Abigail. How did you come up with that!?" 

Her tongue slid back into her mouth as she slowly withdrew his shaft from her lips. Saliva strings dangled from her open mouth back to his cock until Abigail broke them with her tongue. True to Antonio's expectations, she lifted her big tits up and shoved his cock between them. A string of drool was dangling from her lower lip. Abigail was seemingly unbothered by it until the string broke and fell down to her left boob. She exhaled before curving her luscious lips into a smug grin while squeezing her tits around his cock. Antonio was not going to wait for her to begin working those tits. He bucked his hips to drive his cock forward, surprising Abigail as she purred a soft moan.

"Mmmmmmm, yeah. Show me how much you missed these titties and fuck 'em."

Closing her eyes, she moaned again. He had already learned how much Abigail loved having his stiff shaft lodged between her boobs. Despite the fact this was his second lay in at least a twelve-hour time span, Antonio felt eager to take control. He watched his cock disappear between her tits, with the head poking up with each thrust.

"Fuck my titties!"

Abigail's voice had elevated to a higher pitch, sounding as sexy as ever. When she re-opened her eyes, she glanced down and parted her lips. Antonio began to thrust as hard as he could in an effort to slide the head of his shaft between her lips. When it escaped her mouth, a popping sound was heard. Pop. Pop. Pop. After the third pop, Abigail bit her lower lip and began giggling as he continued to fuck her tits.

"Ohhhh, yeah! That's it, that's it! Mmmmmm, someone really missed fucking my titties!"

Her eyes focused on his face as her body rocked. Antonio did not stop. He tried to thrust harder and faster, fucking her tits as if his life depended on it.

"You love fucking these tits, and yet you were talking about introducing me to another man."

As she began giggling, Antonio groaned at her. Yet again, she had to make him think about Steven. He recalled the day he fucked Kate Upton alongside his uncle, as well as the moment Steven told him he was his son. In many ways, Antonio was much closer to his uncle than his own father. What would Steven do with a dirty woman like Abigail? Antonio knew just how to fuck her in a way that would have made his uncle proud. With one last thrust between her tits, he came to a sudden halt and snapped his fingers.

"Get up, baby! We're just getting started!"

She let go of her tits to free his cock, but not before wrapping her right hand fingers around it and kissing the head. Antonio reached for her left arm, helping her up from the floor. Once Abigail stood facing him, he pushed his lips to hers for a short kiss and took a step back. The time had come to play a dominant hand with this wild woman. Antonio grabbed the front of her thong and tugged it down, causing Abigail to gasp in excitement. All he had to do was take one glance at her wet pussy to know she was ready for him. A small strip of hair was visible above the pink folds. With a gasp, Abigail spoke to him in a seductive tone.

"I'm so fucking wet right now, Antonio."

Those words were enough to make him kiss her again. Antonio gripped the back of her hair with his left hand as he kissed her tenderly. Abigail moaned into his mouth, pressing her breasts against his chest. After the kiss, Antonio let go of her hair and began to step behind her. He did not say in words what position he wanted, but Abigail could easily guess when he moved behind her. She stepped out of her thong, leaving it on the floor, as she bent over the couch and lifted her ass up.

"Do you wanna fuck me like this?"

Spank! Her question was answered by his hand striking her plump ass. Abigail moaned as she pressed her hands into the cushion of his couch. It was funny to see her take the same position that Demi wanted last night.

"So you wanna play a little rough with me, honey? I would like that." 

She giggled, as if taunting him with her high-pitched voice. Antonio grinned and slapped her ass harder. Abigail pouted and began shaking her ass to tease him.

"If you're going to spank my ass, you'll need to hit a little harder than that."

Her words were clearly taunting him now. Abigail flipped her hair to glance across her right shoulder after she quit shaking her ass. Antonio gave both ass cheeks a strong squeeze before he gripped his cock with one hand and brushed it against her wet, pink folds. She closed her eyes and raised her head.

"Fuck me. I'm sure you've been thinking about my pussy whether you want to admit it to me or not."

Abigail said the right words to make him slide his cock inside her. Antonio groaned at the feeling of her tight cunt wrapped around his dick. She raised her head, cooing softly as she closed her eyes.

"Fuck me! Come on and give it to me! I want to be fucked like a dirty little whore today!"

Impatient as ever, Abigail demanded more from him. Antonio grunted as he began to buck his hips, driving his cock into her pussy. She lowered her head and spread her fingers across the cushion of the couch. Antonio gritted his teeth and concentrated on fucking Abigail after a few seconds of finding a rhythm by bucking his hips. He slammed his cock into her pussy after gripping her left hip. His right hand was used to spank her ass between thrusts.

"Ohhhh, yeah! Just like that! Spank my fucking ass!" 

Again, his right hand slapped across her ass. Antonio grunted as he was still pumping his cock into her pussy. Abigail's big tits bounced and shook from underneath her. She raked her fingernails across the couch, screaming again.

"Fuck me! Ohhhh, yeah! Fuck me hard! I want it harder! Give it to me! GIVE IT TO ME!!" 

His hand slapped her ass again, then a second time spanking as hard as he possibly could. Antonio groaned at the stinging pain in his palm. He was now thrusting harder and faster. Their bodies smacked together with her ass cheeks bouncing upon each full thrust. Again and again, he gave her inch after inch of his hard cock. Abigail clenched her teeth before screaming at him.

"OHHHHH, YEAH!! FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK MEEEEE!! DON'T STOP!! OHHHHHHH YEAH!!" 

Her voice had become high-pitched, echoing throughout the penthouse suite. Antonio spanked her ass one last time, then used his left hand to snatch up a fistful of her dark hair. Abigail gasped, yelling at him again.

"PULL MY FUCKING HAIR!! OHHHHH YEAH!! DON'T STOP!! KEEP FUCKING ME!!"

The more aggressive he became, the louder Abigail screamed in excitement. Antonio was experiencing a different side of her that he had only briefly witnessed in previous encounters with her. Gritting his teeth, he thrust as hard as he could. He was tempted to let go of her hair and grab her boobs from underneath. Resisting that urge, Antonio grunted as he continued to thrust. His fingers slipped free of her hair, giving both hands to spank each cheek of her ass.

"OHHHH, OHHHHHH GOD!! OHHHHHHHHH, FUCK YEAH!!"

She could not withstand much more of his fucking. Abigail was already on the brink of reaching her orgasm as she panted and cried out.

"FUCK!! OHHHHHH, FUCK ME!! GOD YESSSSSSSS!!" 

Eyes rolling to the back of her head, she panted and cried as her inner walls tightened around his cock. When he felt the gush of her love nectar flooding his cock, Antonio knew it was time to pull out.

"OHHHHHHHH, GOD!!" 

Abigail was still screaming as his cock left her pussy. Her legs shook as Antonio drew his right hand back to spank her booty one final time. She did not flinch at the touch of his striking hand. He took a step back while gazing down at his shiny, soaked cock. Her juices were dripping from his length as Abigail quickly caught her breath. 

"That was so fucking good!"

Swallowing her breath, the bombshell quickly turned around and fell to her knees. Despite experiencing a hard orgasm, Abigail was ready for more. Her emerald eyes glared at Antonio as she grinned at him. He knew what she planned to do when she parted her lips and grabbed his cock with her right hand. She slobbered on the head, sucking her own juices from his length. Antonio stood there and patted her head with his right hand. That touch resulted in Abigail blinking her green eyes at him, as if she were expecting him to praise her efforts of cleaning his cock. He did not utter a word as he stroked her hair. Abigail glanced away from his face and concentrated on sucking. With his shaft clean, she began to bob her head up and down. 'Mmmmm', a muffled moan was heard before she pulled back to the head and released his shaft with a pop.

"You made me cum, but you haven't busted your nut yet."

She began stroking his cock with her hand after speaking. Antonio nodded before answering her back.

"Are you disappointed in me?"

"Absolutely not! By now, you should know that I prefer a man who can fuck me for more than an hour."

To prove her point, Abigail kissed the head of his cock and twirled her tongue around it. His shaft was sticky and wet enough that her hand easily glided across the length. She stroked his dick faster, almost to the point that the sight became a blur. With her teeth gritted, Abigail spoke in a low, seductive voice.

"I know your balls are full of cum. All that sticky cum that I've worked so hard to get out. You want me to drain you of every last drop, don't you, Antonio?"

"Don't worry, Abi. I plan on giving you every bit of cum I've got."

His words made her completely stop wanking his cock as she began giggling loudly.

"That's what I like to hear. I don't have to share you with Demi today, so all of your cum is mine. Every last drop of it!"

That was all she had to say before opening her mouth wide and feeding his thick shaft between her lips. All Antonio could do was stand there and enjoy the sensations of this glamourous babe sucking him again. Abigail moved her hand away from the base to allow herself access to deep-throat his entire length. After the time he spent in firm control, that had now shifted to her. She had the power to decide when she wanted to make him cum, all with the work of her lips and tongue. Antonio took a deep breath and grunted as Abigail continued to suck his cock. Her lips bobbed up and down, sucking him by the inch at a moderate pace. When she slowed to a near halt, her big green eyes gazed back up at him. Abigail withdrew his cock from her lips and took a deep breath. She spit on the head before squeezing her right hand fingers around his pole.

"I want you to drench me in your cum, darling. I want it dripping from my fucking face."

Licking her lips after speaking, Abigail was not done sucking him. It became clear to Antonio that she was going to suck his cock until he was ready to finally erupt. She slid that wet cock back into her mouth and proceeded to bob her head up and down again. Her hands cradled his hanging balls below, squeezing them as he heard the slurping and sucking noises from her mouth. Antonio took a deep breath and groaned.

"Fuck yeah!"

His words came out with a growl. From the way Abigail responded to his slight dominance, he felt more confident to take control again. She continued sucking his cock while squeezing his balls a few more times. Abigail raised her hands to her tits, as if she were preparing for him to paint them in cum. Antonio thought about his uncle again. How would Steven go about this? That was an easy guess from the memories they shared. Antonio stood there and waited until he felt the rush of his orgasm, then reached for her hair with one hand. He snatched her dark locks of hair in a tight grip, then used his other hand to pull his cock from her lips with an echoing pop sound. Abigail knew what was coming and prepared herself by closing her eyes and holding her tits up.

"Cum on my face! I want every last drop of your sticky seed. I've worked hard for it!"

A chuckle was heard before Antonio grunted. As he gripped her hair tightly, he stroked his cock with his other hand.

"You're speaking the truth, baby."

"Give me that cum!"

Abigail kept her eyes shut as she opened her mouth and revealed her tongue. Antonio grunted again, knowing that his cock was nearing the point of explosion. He aimed it directly at her forehead and groaned again.

"OHHHHH, FUCK!!" 



The first spurt of cum splattered under her nose, falling into her open mouth. Abigail closed her lips and quickly swallowed before opening her mouth again. Antonio gritted his teeth, grunting loudly as he tilted her head up. The second string of cum landed in the corner of her right eye, dripping down her face. A heavy string followed, slathering onto her forehead and breaking off to drip down the right side of her face. Abigail kept her mouth open, dangling her tongue before speaking dirty desires.

"Ahhhhh, yeah. Give me all that cum."

Another wad landed on the right side of her face. Antonio laid his cock on her tongue, satisfied with the sticky mess on her face. His eyes locked on her, watching as she opened her eyes and wrapped her lips around his pole. He could feel Abigail milking his cock of the last remnant of cum. She placed both hands on the sides of his cock, carefully cradling his length as she sucked the cum out while her big green eyes gazed up at him. She witnessed the scrunched up expression on his face. He was impressed with himself to have this much cum built up after Demi had drained him last night. Antonio let go of her hair and placed his hands on his hips. He felt like a champion to have decorated her face like that. Abigail pulled his cock from her mouth and revealed the last bit of cum covering her tongue. She closed her lips and swallowed it while the rest of his load dripped down her face.

"You could've made a bigger mess out of me if you wanted to."

"But then you wouldn't have had anything to swallow."

He smirked, causing Abigail to giggle at him.

"I think you need a good shower now, babe. We still have all day before I need to go work the club tonight. Are you gonna be joining me as my date tonight?"

"Yes, you know I'm your girl tonight, Antonio."

She winked at him as the cum dripped from her face. He may not have had the same feelings for her as he had for Demi, but Antonio thought highly of Abigail. Since she had invoked many memories of his uncle with him, he trusted they could have a conversation about him tonight. Never did he guess that he would meet a dirty woman like her with whom he would feel confident sharing his secrets with. If anything, he could guess that she would probably be turned on by the wild stories of their threesomes. The one event he absolutely wanted to tell her about more than anything was his affair with Kate Upton. That was one of his most fond memories, shared with his uncle Steven. There was a chance that Abigail would not believe his naughty tales, but Antonio did not care. He trusted her with his secrets, whether she wanted to believe them or not. Tonight was going to be more than just a night spent basking in the atmosphere of his father's club.

******************

8 HOURS LATER

New York City, New York

Night fell across the city that never sleeps. New York City glittered like diamonds on black velvet from outside the window of Jennifer's hotel suite. After leaving the hotel suite, Tony sat in the back of the limo with Jennifer as they crossed the Brooklyn Bridge. She told the driver where to go, as Bebe Rexha had also left the set and would be joining them later. Tony did not care where they went in the city, just so long as Jennifer was next to him. Her security team had arranged a high class hotel under a fake name. Despite Tony's trying to make a grand entrance with the limo earlier, Jennifer had an ideal setup to fly under the radar. There would be no stalking paparazzi discovering them in town unless word leaked from her own security team. Bebe was eager to join them back at the hotel, as Jennifer changed in preparation for dinner.

Once they had arrived back at Jennifer's hotel suite, another trip was soon in store. She scheduled dinner around five, only for herself and Tony, with Bebe as a guest. Jennifer told Tony about a specific restaurant close by that she knew that had private seating. Since they did not anticipate the cameras of the paparazzi, there was no point in dressing up all fancy for photographs. She undid her ponytail, allowing her long locks of hair to flow freely. The hoop earrings were only part of her wardrobe for the film set, leaving Tony slightly disappointed that she would not be wearing them tonight. She dressed in something that would be 'easy to take off', in her words. A black blouse and leather mini skirt were her choice of casual clothes. The final piece of her outfit was a pair of silver stilettos that revealed her toes. Tony liked that he could see her feet in the heels. He kept his suit on, figuring it was the best outfit he had for the night.

Instead of taking the limo to the restaurant, Jennifer arranged for her bodyguards to escort them in two rented black BMWs. Tony joked that it was a shame no photographers would capture images of them riding in style. Bebe's hotel room was on the same floor, making it easier for her to join Tony and Jennifer as they left the hotel. The pop singer did not bother changing her outfit, still wearing the same blue jeans and white crop top that offered a lovely view of her cleavage. Once they had arrived at the restaurant, the trio were escorted upstairs to a private table. Jennifer wanted to sit directly across from Tony, with Bebe to her left side. The younger woman was as energetic as ever. Tony ordered a bottle of wine to split between the three of them. A conversation began with Bebe asking Tony about his nightclub. She had heard many details from Jennifer over the course of several days.

After two glasses of wine, Tony was done with his meal and sat back to listen to the ladies' conversation. He teased Bebe, telling her that he had a son closer to her age who helped run the club. That led Jennifer to make comments about Antonio's charm. Bebe led many of their conversations, demonstrating a strong interest in the more private details of Tony and Jennifer's relationship. At one point, Tony and Jennifer glanced at each other and quietly nodded. She blinked at Tony, as if quietly gesturing that she had his back to lead the conversation. Maybe Jennifer expected him to ask Bebe the same question he had asked earlier. He insisted on hinting about dancing, rather than flat-out asking her if she could twerk. This only made the singer joke in response that she had been practicing a pole dance routine.

A naughty mood was set by the time they left the restaurant and climbed back into the car. Tony sat up front while Jennifer and Bebe were in the backseat. The discussion of dancing continued on the ride back to the hotel, but only between Bebe and Jennifer. From where Tony sat, he glanced into the rearview mirror to find them whispering in each other's ears. Bebe could not stop herself from giggling multiple times, forcing Jennifer to raise a finger to her lips and gesture for her to lower her voice. Tony sat back in the front passenger seat, grinning to himself. He knew Jennifer well enough that he did not need to know what words she was whispering in Bebe's ears. The expressions on their faces in the rearview mirror told Tony they were talking dirty. Once they made it back to the hotel, Jennifer grabbed his hand. No paparazzi cameras waited outside as they made their way back into the hotel.

With several hours to unwind themselves, Tony felt better after removing his shoes and jacket from the suit. Bebe did not need to be invited into the room. She joined Jennifer and Tony, still playing the role of their guest. Jennifer made her final phone calls of the night to her security team to request the utmost privacy. Bebe had the honor of taking the 'Do Not Disturb' sign supplied by room service and hanging it on the outside doorknob. Once that door closed, no one would be leaving until the next day. The living room was decorated with white furniture. A couch and two lounge chairs sat on the beige carpet floor. Red wallpaper covered all sides of the living room to go with gold lining. The bedroom was not much different, but Jennifer reserved that room solely for herself and Tony. Bebe wandered off to the bathroom after a short discussion with Jennifer. She reappeared in a new outfit.

"So I heard you were curious to know if I can twerk."

Bebe smirked at Tony as she stood in a black g-string, matching high heels, and a bra covering her tits. Jennifer had quietly left the room, leaving him alone with Bebe, who now stood in front of him. She flexed her elbows while placing her hands on her hips, watching as Tony's eyes surveyed her body from her legs up to her face. Bebe turned around, revealing her thick booty in the g-string.

"Eso es muy agradable. Quite the big booty."

She giggled and began to shake her ass. Tony studied her thick cheeks clapping together.

"What can I say? I love my fat ass! Thick thighs save lives, right, Mr. Diaz?"

"Yes indeed." 

They were interrupted by the sound of Jennifer loudly clearing her throat. Bebe glanced to the right side of the room before Tony turned his head. Jennifer revealed herself in a similar outfit. She had stripped down to a black bra and matching g-string. Her perfect, muscularly toned body was on full display as she stomped her heels across the kitchen floor. The heels were muted by the living room carpet when she entered the room. Behind Jennifer, her hair dangled in a high ponytail that had been pulled back for a reason. Tony knew she would not want her hair in the way when she was busy on her knees.

"You should be calling him Papi. Remember what I told you?"

With a faint gasp, Bebe laughed.

"Oh, right. Sorry about that!"

Jennifer stepped towards Bebe and glanced behind her to see Tony sitting on the couch. From where he sat, Jennifer was to his left and Bebe to the right. The look in Jennifer's eye told him that she was ready to get down and dirty. She turned around, revealing her legendary booty. Bebe followed the movement, turning around and rubbing her ass against Jennifer's.

"Do you wanna dance for Papi?"

Without saying a word, Bebe nodded. Jennifer turned slightly, only to glance across her left shoulder and wink at Tony.

"I might need some music to get started."

Jennifer shook her head at Bebe's words.

"No, you don't need music. Find a groove and let it flow yourself. Shake that ass for Papi."

She clapped her hands to encourage the younger woman. Jennifer then took a step back, allowing Bebe to be the center of attention as she leaned forward and began to roll her hips. Jennifer and Tony exchanged looks with one another. She could guess from the look on his face that he was not quite impressed. Bebe shook her ass, moving her hips left and right, but she lacked the proper skill for twerking in a rhythm. It was up to Jennifer to guide her.

"Lean forward and put your hands on your knees. I'm gonna teach you how to twerk." 

"I think I can twerk just fine."

Tony began to laugh. Bebe stopped dancing and turned around to see him grinning. When they made eye contact, he spoke to her.

"Really? You're standing next to the woman who could have practically invented the twerk dance for all I know! You've got an expert here to guide you!"

"Thank you, baby." 

Jennifer turned to Bebe, grinning. The blonde singer took a deep breath and then laughed. It was evident she had become nervous. Jennifer leaned forward and planted her hands on her knees. Tony grinned at watching his most favorite booty in the world shoved out. 

"Do like this. Put your hands on your knees, lean forward, and push your ass out."

Bebe followed her instructions, assuming the position. Jennifer did not hesitate to begin rolling her hips. As she twerked, Tony moaned at the sight of those perfect cheeks clapping together in a solid rhythm.

"Come on! Roll your hips and make it clap!"

Tony sat back and watched the action. Jennifer was truly an expert in the art of twerking. Her perfect booty clapped in a solid rhythm at a fast pace. Bebe had an ass built for this, but she lacked the speed that Jennifer had. The singer still tried, sighing as she was evidently struggling. Tony clapped his hands and spoke.

"So beautiful to watch! Shake that ass, yeah!" 

He clapped his hands again. Jennifer glanced across her left shoulder to smirk at him as she continued to work her booty. Bebe found a rhythm, but not at the same tempo that Jennifer moved in. 

"Oh yeah, that's it!" 

Clap. Clap. Clap. Clap. Over and over, those beautiful ass cheeks smacked together in a solid rhythm. Tony could not grin any wider as he was ecstatic watching this. He favored Jennifer since she was the master of her craft, but Bebe had impressed him with her efforts. Inside his pants, he could feel his cock growing in length. He began to unbutton his shirt as they continued to shake their asses. When Jennifer quit twerking, she rubbed her booty against Bebe's rump. The blonde woman moaned and turned to the side. They both moved to see Tony taking his shirt off and slinging it to the floor.

"Woooo! Sexy Papi is getting undressed!"

Bebe grinned after uttering her words. Both ladies leaned forward and shoved their asses against one another. It was a similar position that Jennifer had achieved in her 'Booty' music video alongside Iggy Azalea. Tony sat there, watching them grind their asses against each other, rubbing back and forth. He could not wait to choose which booty to touch first. Unable to control his excitement, he unfastened his belt and quickly pulled his pants and underwear down. Bebe dropped her lower lip, giving him an exaggerated expression, while Jennifer grinned.

"You look excited watching us shake those asses!"

When Bebe spoke again, Jennifer stopped dancing. She stepped closer to Tony and pointed at Bebe with her left thumb before ordering her in a playful voice.

"Get over here and twerk for your Papi!" 

Tony reached for Jennifer, cupping the back of her head as he leaned in to kiss her tenderly. Their tongues danced together for a few quick kisses before she pulled away. When he gazed forward, he was met with the sight of Bebe's thick booty in front of him. She pulled the sides of her thong, dropping it to the floor, and then stepping out of it. Before she was ready to sit on his lap, Bebe pulled her bra off to free her tits, then slung it to the floor. Tony did not care that he could not see her bare breasts yet. His focus was entirely on that ass. Jennifer stood there to observe Bebe as she leaned forward to split the crack of her mighty ass.

"What do you think of my fat ass, Papi? You like it?" 

"Absolutamente hermosa."

Only Jennifer understood his Spanish words. Bebe started twerking again. She rolled her hips, forcing her thick ass cheeks to clap together. Jennifer clapped her hands to get her attention.

"That's good, but you can do better. Concentrate and go slow at first."

Bebe closed her eyes and sighed. She listened to Jennifer's instructions and rolled her hips at a slow pace. While Tony focused on watching Bebe's ass move, Jennifer reached for his cock with her right hand. He moaned at the feeling of her hand squeezing his rod. She held his rod forward and spoke again.

"Now bring it down. Twerk on Papi." 

Jennifer winked at Tony after ordering Bebe. She let go of his cock, leaving it lined forward. He felt Bebe's small hands sliding up his hairy legs as she lowered her booty down onto him. Her cheeks split wide enough for his cock to slide up the crack. Bebe moaned as she began to rub her ass over his cock. Tony leaned back and took a deep breath, watching as the head of his pole became visible. Jennifer seemed to be pleased as she grinned. Bebe purred a soft moan as she began to rub her ass against his cock in a circular motion.



"You like that, Papi? You like how I rub my fat ass over your cock?"

"Yeah, you know how to work that ass. I like that in a woman."

His words made Jennifer giggle. Bebe continued to grind her ass on his cock, rubbing back and forth while Tony moved his left hand behind Jennifer's back. She leaned down so he could kiss her passionately while Bebe was busy working her booty. The blonde singer moaned and closed her eyes. She moved her hands over her breasts, squeezing them and playing with her nipples as she continued to grind. This was better than receiving a lap dance from a new friend. After ending the kiss, Jennifer stood up and stepped closer to Bebe. The two women looked at each other before Bebe stopped grinding her booty on Tony. Jennifer wasted no time pulling her bra off, letting her tits bounce loose. She then yanked her thong off, exposing her dripping wet pussy, and motioned with her hand for Bebe to stand up. Tony grinned at the sight of Jennifer standing naked before him.

"Looks like it's time to get this party started."

With Bebe standing up again, Tony had room to lean up and pull his feet out of his pants and underwear. He left them there in a pile on the floor as he watched Bebe turn around to face him. Her pussy was shaved and clean. A fresh dew had formed over those pretty pink folds. She turned to look at Jennifer, gesturing at her before they both fell to their knees. Tony sat up and watched as Jennifer and Bebe crawled toward him. Jennifer revealed her teeth in a mischievous grin from his left side. Bebe smirked at him from the right. They leaned up on their knees after reaching his legs. For a moment, he wondered who would taste his cock first. Jennifer wrapped her fingers around it, holding his cock upward as she began to stroke it.

"Mmmmmm, I know I've missed doing this with you, Papi."

Once again, she winked at Tony before parting her lips and flicking her tongue across the head of his shaft. Bebe was left there to watch Jennifer open her mouth wide and feed his cock between her lips. She squeezed her lips tightly around his pole and began to bob her head up and down while removing her hand entirely. Jennifer's big brown eyes never left Tony's face. He refused to allow himself to become distracted by Bebe's dark hues glaring at him from the corner of his right eye. Jennifer took her time, slobbering and sucking on his shaft. She certainly proved to have missed him with the way she passionately sucked his cock. Bebe bit her lower lip while watching.

"Ohhhhhh, yes. SĂ© que me perdĂ­ esto."

Jennifer closed her eyes while pushing his cock all the way to the back of her throat. Bebe was the sole witness tonight to see Jennifer's gag reflexes. Tony groaned as she buried her lips in his pubic hair. Not once did she gag or choke on his length. Tony groaned as she opened her eyes and glared at him. Jennifer extracted a few inches from her lips and then found another rhythm bobbing her head up and down. Bebe slid her right hand between her legs and began fingering her pussy while watching. 'Mmmmmmm', a muffled moan was heard from Jennifer before she finally pulled her lips back to the head and released his cock with a pop noise.

"Mmmmmmm, so good..."

His cock flopped against his stomach, breaking any saliva strings that were dangling back to her open mouth. It was Bebe's turn to taste his shaft. Jennifer moved underneath Bebe, lowering her head while the singer gazed back into Tony's eyes. She gripped his cock with her right hand, holding it under her mouth. Jennifer's saliva still coated his rod, making it easier for Bebe to wank him. She quickly pumped her hand up and down before kissing the head. When she shoved it into her mouth, Tony suddenly felt another tongue. Jennifer was licking his balls while Bebe began sucking him.

"Soy un hombre afortunado esta noche."

Whatever he was saying in Spanish, Bebe could never know. She concentrated on sucking the first few inches of his cock, bobbing her head up and down until her lips met with her index finger. Jennifer used her hands to squeeze his nuts and feed them to her mouth. Tony grunted as he gritted his teeth momentarily. He leaned up so he could see the girls working together. Jennifer slobbered on his balls while Bebe sucked his cock at a slow pace. She had a different style compared to Jennifer, who had a masterful level of experience with Tony. When Bebe pulled her lips back to the head, she released his cock with a pop and spit on the head. Jennifer quit sucking his nuts and raised her head. Bebe's hand gripped the base of his shaft tightly as they both took turns licking his cock from the sides. Tony sat back, grinning wide as he felt their tongues slithering across his shaft.

They worked together, licking his cock from both sides. Jennifer and Bebe's tongues touched several times until their lips reached the head. The blonde singer gave no contest, allowing Jennifer to push Tony's cock back into her mouth. Since Bebe's fingers were still wrapped around the base, she twisted them slowly while Jennifer bobbed her head up and down. Jennifer grabbed Bebe's wrist, prompting her to finally remove her hand from Tony's cock. This made it easier for the booty queen to devour his shaft. Jennifer closed her eyes and moaned softly as she slobbered up and down. Bebe lowered her head and licked his hairy ballsack. Nothing could break Jennifer's concentration as she sucked inch after inch of his long cock. 'Mmm, mmmmm, mmmmmm', the muffled moans grew louder with each passing second. Bebe did not put much effort into sucking his balls. She briefly slobbered on his right nut before pulling it from her lips and leaning up.

"Oh, Jen... It's been too long."

When she heard Tony's voice, Jennifer slowed to a halt. She pulled her lips to the head of his cock and released it with a popping noise. Bebe spit on his cock, just to give it an extra bit of lube. Tony clapped his hands to make sure he had their attention.

"Get up! I think it's time we had some real fun!"

"Ohhhh, what's that? Does Papi want to fuck us?"

He nodded at Bebe, who grinned widely. She had the right attitude, but he was Jennifer's man. She was the one leading the way, while Bebe played the role of a sidekick. When they stood up, Tony also joined them. He wrapped his arms around each of them, but leaned in to kiss Jennifer. Bebe brushed her tits against his chest, but he did not want to lock lips with her. Jennifer stepped aside, allowing him to use both hands to caress Bebe's thick curves and grip her booty from behind.

"I told you I love my fat ass. How does it feel?"

She grinned, locking eyes with him as he squeezed her plump cheeks again.

"It feels good in my hands, but I won't know for sure until I'm deep inside."

Jennifer moved behind him and sat on the couch, spreading her legs out in preparation for what was to come. She snapped her fingers to get Tony's attention. When he turned around, she smirked upon making eye contact. Jennifer pointed at her pussy with her right hand index finger.

"I'm so wet for you, Papi."

"I know you are, baby. God, it feels like I haven't been able to make love to you in ages."

Bebe pouted since she was ignored by him entirely. Tony did not care about any other woman when he had Jennifer waiting for him. He stepped closer to her and then gently grabbed her legs. She pressed her feet against his hairy chest while biting her lower lip. Jennifer teased him by wiggling her toes and sliding them across his stomach before pulling them away. Bebe's lower lip fell when she watched Jennifer spread her legs wide enough to perform a split. Tony gripped his cock with his right hand and carefully pushed it to her vulva lips.

"That's it', Papi. Give it to me..." 

Jennifer spoke in a low voice. He wanted to kiss her so badly when she talked to him like that. He slid his cock into her pussy and watched her close her eyes and smile widely. All those lonely nights apart from her were finally over. Tony had completely forgotten about Bebe due to his preoccupation with Jennifer. He grabbed her strong legs and mounted them over his shoulders. Jennifer opened her eyes to look at him as he thrust his cock into her.

"Fuck me, Papi. I've missed feeling this big fucking cock inside of me for so long."

Her eyes turned to notice Bebe standing close to Tony. Jennifer moaned as she snapped her fingers.

"Don't just stand there and watch! Get over here and twerk for Papi!"

That was a direct order, and Bebe followed suit. She moved to Tony's right side and then bent over, pressing her hands on the cushions of the couch. Tony was busy bucking his hips to drive his cock into Jennifer's pussy, but she kept her eyes on Bebe.

"What did I tell you earlier? You put your hands on your knees when you twerk!"

"Oh, right! Sorry about that!" 

She rolled her eyes at Bebe, slightly annoyed by her. Tony laughed as he saw the look on Jennifer's face.

"Maybe she could use a spanking if she doesn't want to listen."

Bebe giggled as she bent over, placing her hands on her knees.

"I would love for you to spank my fat ass, Papi!"

She gritted her teeth to tease him as she began to roll her hips and twerk her thick booty. Tony continued to thrust in Jennifer's pussy at a slow pace. He was not going to allow himself to become distracted by the sight of beautiful ass cheeks clapping together while he was making love to Jennifer. He kept his focus on Jennifer, gazing into her eyes as she dropped her lower lip and moaned while gritting her teeth at him. As he thrust his cock inside her, she used her right hand to play with her clit.

"Spank her ass, Papi!"

Once again, Bebe moaned.

"Yeah, spank my ass! Spank it hard!!" 

Jennifer pinched her clit as he continued to thrust into her. Bebe finally captured Tony's attention when she rubbed her plump ass against his right leg. She leaned forward and twerked again. He raised his right hand and brought it down for a hard smack.

"Ohhhh, yeah! Like that!" 

It was difficult for him to fuck Jennifer faster while spanking Bebe, but Tony tried to multi-task. As he thrust into Jennifer, he raised his right hand and spanked her again.

"Mmmmm, yeah!" 

SPANK!

"I've been a bad girl, Papi!" 

SPANK!

"Harder! Spank me harder!!" 

SPANK!!

After the last smack, Tony gritted his teeth and focused on Jennifer again. He was determined to help reach her climax after he noticed her fingers frantically rubbing her clit. That was a sign to him that she wanted to reach the height of her pleasure. He could care less about Bebe right now. He began to thrust harder and faster into Jennifer. Her breasts finally began to shake and wobble around. Bebe stopped twerking and rubbed her ass against Tony's leg. Jennifer could not control herself. She was overwhelmed with lust as she forgot to address him as 'papi'. 

"FUCK ME, TONY!! YESSS, YESSSSSSSSS!!" 

As Jennifer screamed at him, Bebe rubbed her ass harder against his leg. Her efforts managed to make him spank her ass with authority. Tony moved Jennifer's legs off his shoulders, allowing him to lean down and press his body against hers. He could feel her hardened nipples poking into his hairy chest as he pressed his lips to her neck.

"GIVE IT TO ME!! GIVE IT TO ME, TONY!! FUCK MEEEEE!!" 

Bebe was left standing there to witness Jennifer wrapping her strong legs around his waist. She pressed the edge of her heels into his buttocks and threw her arms around his back. Each time he thrust, Jennifer drew closer and closer to her sweet release. Her eyes opened as she cried out while raking her fingernails across his back.

"OH GOD!! OHHHHHHH, YESSSSSS!!" 

Tony grunted as her nails scratched his skin.

"Oh, Jen! JEN!!" 

To feel her reach that epic moment was always a joy for Tony, despite the stinging pain from her nails. It took everything in him not to blow his load inside Jennifer to share a climax together. He only held back for the sole reason that Bebe had joined them. Jennifer unwrapped her legs from around him after a brief moment. Tony began to rise up, carefully sliding his cock out of her pussy. Bebe was down on her knees, as if she were waiting for his moment.

"Let me suck you clean, Papi."

He turned to face her and watched Bebe envelop her lips around the head of his pole. Jennifer was still catching her breath when she glanced down to see the blonde singer slurping Tony's cock clean of juices. Bebe slid his cock further down her mouth and then released it with a loud pop. She spit on the head and used her right hand to rub in the drool, polishing his shaft with her own saliva.

"I guess it's your turn next, Bebe. Are you ready for Papi to pound you good?"

Bebe gazed at Jennifer as she stroked Tony's dick. Her hand glided easily across his slick pole.

"Oh, fuck yeah! I can't wait for him to pound the shit out of me!"

Her eyes turned back to Tony as she grinned widely.

"That was so hot watching you fuck Jennifer, but I want it now. Please fuck me, Papi."

Before he made any choice, Tony glanced at Jennifer. She quietly nodded at him, as if giving him approval. Bebe shoved his cock back into her mouth and began to loudly slurp her own drool. She moved her hand away and aggressively bobbed her head up and down, sucking at a fast pace.

"I think she loves sucking your cock, Papi."

Jennifer grinned after speaking. Tony laughed while nodding.

"She knows how to use her lips, I give her that."

Bebe came to a sudden halt and pulled his cock out of her mouth with a pop. She turned around, pressing her hands into the carpet floor as she moved on all fours.

"So that's the way you want it?"

Tony spoke while gazing at her thick rump. Bebe flicked her hair to glance across her right shoulder and reply to his words.

"Yeah, I like it doggy style. Is that a problem, Papi?"

"No, it's not a problem at all. This is a perfect position to fuck your ass too."

A smug grin ran across her lips.

"I was hoping you would want to fuck my fat ass after making me cum."

Hearing those words made him laugh. Tony was thinking about Jennifer's ass before he considered Bebe's rump. He knew where he wanted to blow his load before the night was over. For now, he gripped his cock and rubbed it against Bebe's vulva lips.

"Are you ready, Bebe?"

"Yes, Papi." 

She closed her eyes while raising her head. Jennifer had recovered from her orgasm and got up from the couch. Tony watched her walk in front of Bebe as he slowly pushed his cock into her pussy. The tight warmth made him moan.

"Ohhhhhh, yeah..." 

Bebe lowered her head to see a shadow cast across the floor. She gazed up to see Jennifer glaring down at her with authority.

"Remember what we talked about the other night? Do you still wanna eat me?"

Tony's heart began to race after hearing Jennifer question the other woman. Bebe nodded at Jennifer.

"Yes, I would be honored."

Jennifer's eyes shifted to Tony. She grinned and nodded at him before speaking.

"Go ahead and fuck her, Papi. I wasn't gonna let her do this without letting you watch."

Tony nodded back at Jennifer with a grin. This was another level of commitment for them that Bebe was now learning. Jennifer refused to engage in such fun without him present. He made the first thrust into Bebe's pussy while the singer embedded her lips onto Jennifer's pussy. Both Tony and Jennifer moaned in unison as the three of them were joined together.

"Mmmmmmmmm, lick it."

Jennifer rested her right hand on Bebe's head, rustling her fingers through those pretty golden locks. Tony gripped her hips and began to thrust at a slow pace while Bebe was busy slithering her tongue beyond Jennifer's vulva lips. A chorus of soft cries echoed through the room as Jennifer and Tony moaned. When he began to thrust faster, Bebe moaned a muffled sound into Jennifer's cunt. She had to press her lips harder against the opening, wiggling her tongue inside Jennifer, as Tony was now fucking her at a fast pace.

"Fuck her, Papi! Ohhhhhhh, yeah! I've been waiting to see this all week!"

Tony slapped Bebe's ass hard with his right hand as he continued to thrust. Her big tits were bouncing and swaying from underneath. Jennifer's eyes did not move as she watched her man fuck the singer. She took great satisfaction in sharing a moment like this with Tony. Jennifer wanted to be there if he was going to fuck another woman. She wanted to watch and experience the moment with him. Moments like this reminded them that they were true lovers who belonged together. Bebe's lips remained locked on her pussy, still snaking her tongue inside at a slow pace. Jennifer clenched her teeth and groaned. She took a step back and pulled Bebe's face away from her cunt, forcing her tongue to come out.

"Oh, FUCK!!" 

Bebe's high-pitched scream echoed throughout the hotel suite. Tony thrust harder and faster, bucking his hips in a steady rhythm to drive his cock in and out of her pussy.

"FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!! OHHHHHHH, GOD!!" 

Jennifer's eyes were fixated on watching her lover fuck Bebe. She took a few steps back and began to finger herself while watching. Tony noticed Bebe's big tits swinging from underneath. He leaned down and grabbed her breasts, squeezing them hard as he continued to fuck her.

"FUCK ME!! OHHHHH GOD, YES!! YESSSSS!! YESSSSSSSS!!" 

"Fuck her, Tony! Fuck her hard!! Give it to her!"

This experience had become even more amazing after hearing Jennifer cheer him on. Tony squeezed those heavy tits again as he slowed down to give Bebe hard thrusts. Her hair swayed around as her body bounced.

"MAKE ME CUM!! OHHHHH GOD, YES!! YESSSSSS!!" 

Spank! Tony smacked the right cheek of her ass hard. He spanked her again while still thrusting in her pussy. Her hands slid across the carpet as Bebe spread her fingers. Jennifer had moved to Tony's left side so she could watch him fuck Bebe from behind. Bebe whimpered and took a deep breath before yelling loudly.

"OH GOD, I'M ALMOST THERE!! KEEP FUCKING ME!! OHHHH, OHHHHHHHHH!!" 

Her eyes rolled to the back of her head, but Jennifer was not there to witness it as Bebe nearly collapsed on the floor at the feeling of her orgasm. She began screaming again.

"FUCCCCKKKKK!!" 

Tony's ears were ringing loudly as he pulled his cock from Bebe's cunt. So far, so good. He had managed to hold himself back from an orgasm after pushing both ladies into one. Bebe exhaled deep breaths as she attempted to recover from her orgasm. Jennifer leaned down and began to rub her ass with both hands, squeezing those plump cheeks.

"Nice and thick. I know Papi is gonna enjoy this booty." 

Bebe was still catching her breath when Jennifer spoke. Tony waited until her hands were removed before sliding his cock up the crack of her ass.

"Ohhhhhh, are you ready to fuck my ass, Papi?"

Her voice carried a level of fatigue. Tony could not deny that he, too, was beginning to feel exhausted. He had lasted this long without blowing his load, all so he could take his time pounding them both in the ass. Tony bit his lower lip before answering her.

"Si, I'm ready to fuck this ass."

Jennifer moved into position from his left side. She fell down on all fours, pressing her palms into the carpet to line herself up next to Bebe. The two women exchanged glances. Bebe was a little surprised that Jennifer chose this, rather than standing and watching him. Tony used his hands to pull apart Bebe's plump cheeks. He smiled at the sight of her dark hole and then guided the head of his cock to enter.

"Ohhhhhh, ohhhhhhhh yeah. Fuck my ass, Papi."

He groaned while watching the length of his shaft disappear into Bebe's booty.

"Nice and tight. This is just the kind of ass that I should be pounding."

Tony's remark made Jennifer giggle as she turned her head to gaze at him from the corner of her eye. His eyes were focused on Bebe's rump, watching as his cock disappeared upon the first full thrust.

"Ohhhhhhhh, yeah. I think I've got an ass built to be pounded hard."

She cried out in pleasure, closing her eyes and raising her head. Tony slowly pumped his cock into her ass. He wanted to hold back from truly pounding her so he could give that to Jennifer.

"Fuck my ass, Papi! Fuck it hard!!" 

He spanked her ass with his right hand after she spoke. Tony found a slow rhythm, thrusting half of his cock into her booty as he glanced in Jennifer's direction. It became difficult for him to focus on Bebe when he had his lover in position directly next to her. If he had to choose between which ass he wanted to fill with cum, Jennifer would win every single time. He spread his legs and arched forward, still thrusting his cock into her buttocks as Bebe moaned again.

"Ohhhhhh, yeah! That feels so fucking GOOD!!" 



When Tony grunted, Jennifer knew how to distract him even further. She rolled her hips to make her ass cheeks clap together and twerk. He noticed the movement of her booty after another thrust and immediately stopped. No matter how great it felt to be inside Bebe Rexha's huge ass, it was nothing compared to what awaited him from Jennifer. He could fuck her ass a hundred times and still want to come back for more. As Jennifer had told him before, it was where his cock belonged. After one final thrust into Bebe's ass, he could not resist the urge anymore.

"Hold on, Jen. I'm not making you wait any longer!"

Bebe let out a sigh when she felt his cock exit her dark hole. Jennifer quit twerking and grinned to herself. She knew Tony would stop and save what little bit of energy he had left to give her ass the pounding it deserved.

"I know you've missed this booty, Papi."

Jennifer stopped twerking and leaned herself back to separate her cheeks from the crack. This made it easier for Tony to quickly push his cock into her dark little hole. 

"Home, sweet home. I missed being inside this booty!"

His hand smacked the right cheek of her ass while Bebe let out a sigh. The other woman remained in position, not rising up to witness this spectacular event as Tony gripped Jennifer's hips and began to thrust his cock into her ass.

"Ohhhh, yeah! Give it to me, Papi! Mmmmmmm, I want your cum dripping out of my big, big booty."

After the first complete thrust into that ass, Tony grunted. He gritted his teeth and began to buck his hips as hard as he could. No matter how fatigued he was, Tony was not going to disappoint Jennifer.

"I'm not gonna stop, Jen! I love this ass more than you'll ever know!! Ohhhhhh, yeah!!" 

"Yes, yes! Give it to me! Fuck my ass!! FUCK MY BIG, BIG ASS PAPI!!" 

Over and over, he pounded inch after inch of his long shaft into Jennifer's legendary ass. Bebe remained in position, turning her head to see the blissful expression on Jennifer's face. Each time Tony pounded his cock in that booty, her tits bounced and shook from underneath. Her eyes were closed, and her ponytail was swaying around with each thrust he gave her booty. Tony's face scrunched up as he knew that he was soon reaching the point of no return. There was no use in trying to hold himself back any longer. Jennifer wanted his cum dripping from her dark hole, and he was going to give it to her. With one final thrust, he felt his cock finally detonate inside her ass.

"OHHHHHH, GOD!!" 

Grunting and groaning, Tony felt weak in the knees after his hard orgasm. He made two more thrusts into her glorious booty, just to have one last experience. Jennifer was giggling as she felt the warm rush of his cum filling her ass. Bebe finally moved and crawled towards Tony to witness him pulling his cock out of Jennifer's dark hole.

"Mmmmmmm, Papi loves a big booty."

Jennifer spoke while Tony pulled her ass cheeks apart with both hands. Bebe's lower lip fell as she watched the cum drip down the crack like a waterfall. A few drops landed on the floor below. Bebe licked her lips and moved in to rake her tongue down the crack of Jennifer's booty. Tony laughed at the sight as he moved his hands off her thick cheeks.

"She's a wild one, Jen. I think she loves your ass too."

Laughing at his words, Jennifer rolled her hips and twerked her ass to smother Bebe's face with her plump cheeks. The blonde singer grabbed Jennifer's ass cheeks and pulled them apart to finish licking the cum. She swallowed the hot load before wiggling the tip of her tongue around Jennifer's dark little hole. All Tony could do was grin at this sight while Jennifer glanced over her right shoulder to look at him from the corner of her eye. He nodded at her before taking a deep breath. His eyes were fixated on Jennifer's perfect booty as he watched Bebe continue rimming her. Tony may have been completely exhausted by this point, but he was satisfied with the new memories they had just made with Bebe. This was something he would never forget.

TO BE CONTINUED

Blocboy VC

Re: Big Booty Bitches (NEW Chapters 2023!)
« Reply #112 on: January 27, 2023, 11:39:47 AM »
Great job!
Nice to see Bebe in here. J Lo acting as a mentor to her is pretty cool. And Bebe herself actually rapped about her own ass on her song That's It, so yep, she's pretty prowd of it.
Also I bet her and Rita Ora could've gotten up to some stuff while recording their collab with Cardi B and Charli XCX, Girls.
Also I'm liking how the plot is moving along.
I only now realised how flawlessly you manage to flip from different perspectives.
Looking forward to the next one.
 
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Re: Big Booty Bitches (NEW Chapters 2023!)
« Reply #113 on: January 28, 2023, 06:34:32 AM »
You managed to keep the mystery with Steven. Nice work tying that in with celebrity magazines.

Abigail is quickly becoming a favorite. Despite Demi being the more popular one, I find it hard to pick between these two. I love how dirty she is and matches well with Antonio.

The threesome was steamy. You always know how to surprise with using JLo in a story. Can't wait to see more, but I am so curious what has happened to Steven.
 
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Re: Big Booty Bitches (NEW Chapters 2023!)
« Reply #114 on: February 02, 2023, 12:01:54 PM »
Another great chapter.

I am really enjoying how you've written Demi Rose in this series. She became a bit dominant with Antonio by using her powerful ass on him.

I can't wait to see what has become of Steven, if he's even alive at this point. You've created a mystery with his fate.
 
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Big Booty Bitches Ch. 39
« Reply #115 on: September 11, 2023, 05:25:31 AM »
Big Booty Bitches Ch. 39
Starring: Vida Guerra, Kim Kardashian, Khloe Kardashian, Abigail Ratchford, Lindsey Pelas

Themes: Romance, Female Dominant, BDSM (Master/Slave), Affairs, Threesome (MFF), Booty Worship

Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional. This is fiction, it did NOT happen. Fantasy is legal. Please do not copy this story to any site without my permission.



Miami Beach, Florida

An overcast of clouds blocked the rays of sunlight across a sky that was blue only hours prior. Wind rustled through palm trees in the distance as the usual number of people walked the paved blocks of sidewalk. Their voices were muted for one woman with a pair of wireless earbuds nestled in her ears. Her black hair was pinned in a high ponytail to reveal a small tattoo on the back of her neck for anyone to possibly see from behind her. A black shirt went with a matching leather jacket. Every curve of the woman's muscular legs was visible thanks to a pair of stonewashed blue jeans. High-heel pumps were the final piece to make up this casual outfit. Vida Guerra found herself strutting her hips out in South Beach as if she did not have a care in the world.

In her ears, she could hear a synthesized flute playing the intro to an old song. Her iPhone was shoved into her right pocket. The zipper of her leather jacket was undone as she clutched her black leather Gucci purse tucked under her right shoulder. She wore sunglasses earlier in the day when she first set out for lunch. Horns and guitars entered the musical mix, filling her ears. A smile ran across her pink lips as she noticed some of the pedestrians looking in her direction. One man gave a nod to her. A friendly look from a stranger was enough to make her smile in return. She doubted he recognized her as a famous model, but that did not matter to Vida. The voice of Peter Gabriel greeted her through the earbuds as the song intro moved into the first verse of his old hit 'Sledgehammer'.

"You could have a stream train... If you'd just lay down your tracks.
You could have an aeroplane flying... If you bring your blue sky back.
All you do is call me. I'll be anything you need."


The trumpets played the familiar riffs as the song shifted into the next verse. Vida continued to strut her hips, walking in sync with the beat of the song. She was in a good mood today after going out for lunch by herself. Nothing could bother her on this fine day as she took the long journey back to her condo. A long walk made up for not going to the gym last week. Now that she was stuck in Miami, she had to find other things to do outside of the career activities of what little was left of her modeling career. A month had passed since that unforgettable night she shared with one particular vice squad detective she had a history with. Detective Miguel Martinez had put mortal fear into her heart with his warning for her not to leave town. She knew he was more than capable of keeping tabs on someone like her and watching her every move.

That incident was a life-changing event for her. Miguel had not contacted her since leaving her naked and stranded in South Beach sands, but that did not mean he was not out there watching. As the days progressed, Vida could feel his presence whenever she was out and about. Anytime she saw a white sports car, she had to do a doubletake to make sure it was not his F8 Tributo. There were times she thought she saw the car in traffic, only to be mistaken for a different one. It was as if her mind was playing tricks on her through a game of endless paranoia. After a week of isolating herself behind the locked door of her condo apartment, Vida made the decision to fight back. The fear of that man was not going to take over her life. Her first decision was to buy cheap, disposable cellphones to use as burners. She used one to call a friend in town she knew had spare weapons. She paid him in cash for a personal handgun and enough rounds to fill two clips.

"I wanna be your sledgehammer! Why don't you call my name?
Ah, you'd better call the sledgehammer! Put your mind at rest."


The song had ended several minutes ago by the time she stepped through the front doors of the condo. The air-conditioned lobby was a welcome relief for anyone who had spent more than an hour outside in the afternoon heat. Her heels clicked and clacked loudly across the marble floor as she marched to an open elevator. Once inside, she pressed the button for her proper floor. When the doors shut, she finally decided to take out the wireless earbuds. She had listened to more than enough music to last the rest of the day. Vida always liked to be focused and prepared for anything unexpected when venturing back to her apartment. She shoved the earbuds into her purse before the elevator doors opened. The hall was empty. Sunlight glared out of an uncovered window down the hall, illuminating the faded white wallpaper.

Carpet flooring muted the sound of her heels into subtle bumps. Vida took her time walking to her room. All the doors were white, with a small peephole directly above the decorative gold-plated numbers. As she stopped at the door, she brushed her right hand over her hip. No one could see the concealed holster for her Glock handgun underneath her black leather jacket. That was the only reason she went out in public with a jacket. Her eyes shifted to the left side of the hallway, then gazing down the opposite side as her left hand fiddled with the keyring from her pocket. She kept her right hand resting on the gun, prepared to pull it out of the holster if necessary, while her other hand shoved the key into the door and turned the lock. So far, so good; there was no one there but her. When the door unlocked, she turned the knob and entered her apartment.

Her heels boomed loudly across the wooden floor. The first thing she always did was shut the door behind her and flick the light switch. She turned around and locked the door, as had become routine at this point. Her home was undisturbed, with no unwanted guests. Vida pulled the gun out of the holster as she began to step into the living room. A white rug sat under a wooden refectory table, facing a gray couch. A few magazines and an empty bottle of water sat on the glass surface of that table. Vida carefully placed her gun and purse onto the table with a subtle clank sound. She was now free to take off her jacket and sling it onto the empty couch. It was time to venture into her bedroom now and unwind in the silence of her home. Now that she was home, Vida was able to relax and not think about the undercover psycho cop out in the city.

During this month of isolation, she had become lonely. The only contact Vida had with anyone she knew was her friend, whom she bought her gun from. She did not tell him why she suddenly needed a firearm for protection. As the days passed by, she felt as if she were stuck in a small world all by herself. In the past, when she was in rough spots like this, she could turn to Steven. Everything felt wrong with how he had disappeared and seemingly vanished in thin air. Even if he was out there somewhere, Vida had to worry about Miguel going after him. One of the reasons she felt cornered was how the detective was using her as a wedge between not only Steven but Tony as well. It did not matter that his superiors closed the case. Vida knew what kind of man Miguel was. He was bound and determined to take down Steven or perhaps Tony.

She wondered what would happen if Steven suddenly showed up out of the blue back in town. Vida figured that would be enough for Miguel to reveal himself. He was out there somewhere, lurking in the shadows and keeping her under surveillance. She was sure of this, despite the paranoia within her mind. One of her greatest regrets was planting the wiretap bugs on Tony's yacht. Nothing had come out of it, but it was still something she had to think about when she was awake every other sleepless night. Vida was unsure how she could even confess her crimes to Tony or Steven. How could she look at them and admit to what she had done? So many regrets left her with feelings of resentment. If only she could right the wrongs and make up for those mistakes. Steven had to be out there somewhere. If he ever did come back, there was so much she wanted to tell him about.

There was no use in going after the past. So many what-ifs. So many could've, would've, and should'ves to make up a lifetime of regrets. Wherever Steven had gone, Vida knew there had to be other reasons besides killing Carlos. If he did show up in town, she felt it was up to her to find him before Miguel. The only way she could redeem her past mistakes would be to prevent this glory-chasing cop from having his moment of fame. If Tony and Antonio did not know where he was, then Vida had no idea where to look. He could have left Florida for all they knew and disappeared with someone else. As she lay on the bed, gazing up at the spinning blades of the ceiling fan, Vida began to think about the other Diaz men. Tony seemed happily reunited with Jennifer Lopez. Then there was his son Antonio, working as a club manager like his father wanted. Their futures were at stake with someone like Miguel out to get them.

The longer she thought about them, Vida began to reminisce about the good times. She gleefully remembered the day she seduced Antonio. A devious smile ran across her lips, as she could still vividly recall the details of that day. Antonio was so easy to have wrapped around her finger. The young man had proven himself to be skilled at eating pussy. The mere thought of that day was enough to make her wet. He was the first and only man she had taken up to her condo home. He watched her swim at the private pool before she seduced him and enjoyed a day of hard fucking under the sun. Antonio looked so surprised when she visited the club searching for Steven last month. Perhaps it was time to dig her fingers into that young man again and see if he was still capable of serving her. She could not bring him back to this apartment. If anything, she would have to convince him to take her back to whatever place he called home. There was more than enough time for her to figure out a plan before nightfall.

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Thunder crackled from outside the tall building. The forecast had called for a day of heavy rain leading into the night. That was of no concern to Antonio as he sat in the living room, enjoying the company of Abigail Ratchford. This was yet another day he sat around shirtless in a pair of leisure shorts, wasting away hours with the bombshell glamour model. Despite the intimate feelings he had for Demi, Antonio felt he could trust Abigail with certain secrets about his family and their past. Her curiosity was sparked when Antonio thought he recognized his uncle Steven in photographs printed in a gossip magazine. He seemed so sure of the man's identity yesterday. Abigail wanted to learn more, as she found it interesting that one of his relatives would be in the same social circles as Kim Kardashian.

That led Antonio to tell her about his father and the relationship he had with Jennifer Lopez. Abigail seemed impressed, wanting to hear more. After breakfast and a shower, he spent the morning telling her old tales of events that happened at the club. Old stories about famous women he had affairs with and the others that his father and uncle knew. Her reactions were priceless. Antonio grinned every time Abigail gasped and made her eyes big at another confession. Apart from Jennifer, he broke down his one-night stand birthday with Britney Spears. Some details were left out in his retelling of the story, but she did not seem interested in that one. He skipped over telling her about his time with Khloe Kardashian. It was not until he mentioned the name of Kate Upton that Abigail's jaw fell in complete shock.

"Oh my god! Seriously? You banged Kate Upton!?"

That reaction was something he would never forget. All he did was nod his head to her and begin telling Abigail the story of how his uncle Steven invited him to join in for a special threesome. Abigail teased him, saying that the more he told her these stories, the more she became interested in this other man. She had already teased him about that yesterday. The tale of a threesome between uncle and nephew sparked her imagination. As he sat on the couch, Abigail marched in front of him. She made sure to capture his attention with only a skimpy outfit to partially cover her body. Her long, jet-black hair flowed over her shoulders. Her heavy breasts looked as if they were about to pop out of a white bikini top tied too tightly. A black thong covered her pussy, yet Antonio could still see a visible wet spot in the front.

"What do you think of this outfit? This is the closest I can get to looking like Kate with the few outfits I have here."

Antonio laughed.

"You don't have to try and look like her, babe. There's no other woman like you."

"I still can't believe you fucked her with your uncle. That sounded sooooo hot. I wish I could've been there to watch."

Her voice rose to a high pitch in those final words. A small hint of how horny she was for him.

"You did fuck her tits, right? I mean, it's Kate Upton! I imagine every guy who's ever been with her is thinking about perfect, big tits wrapped around their cock."

He nodded while grinning.

"Oh, yeah. My uncle made sure she put those tits to use on both of us. He told her that I was his son. She called him papi, it was real funny."

Abigail bit her lower lip as she planted her hands on her hips. Antonio knew that look on her face. She was having naughty thoughts as he continued to feed her ideas for what to do. Demi was still gone, leaving him with plenty of time to share new experiences with Abigail.

"What are you thinking about, babe? Kate's tits or something else?"

His words made Abigail glare at him with her piercing emerald eyes. She raised her hands and pushed her fingers together before lacing them together.

"I'm thinking about tits, yes. But I'm thinking about someone else with a huge rack besides Kate."

"Demi?"

She shook her head as she began giggling at him.

"Nope! You've already had her tits. At least I'd think you've had them wrapped around your cock at least once or twice. I've got to say, I'm pretty impressed you managed to nail Kate. She was a real inspiration when I first got started modeling. I did a photo shoot a few years ago paying tribute to her Fourth of July shoot. You know, the one with her sucking on the popsicle?"

"Oh, yeah. I know the one. I also know she sucked on my popsicle that day."

Abigail smirked at him.

"Keep bragging, Antonio. You aren't gonna make me jealous since I've had you myself. I knew there was something special about you, though. I've never met a man who fucked Kate Upton, so that really surprised me. I keep thinking about this, so I guess I'll be dreaming about watching you fuck her."

She flashed her teeth and burst out laughing. That made Antonio blush before he giggled with her.

"You didn't tell me who you were thinking about."

With a smirk, she stepped forward. Abigail pushed her hands down onto his knees and leaned into his face. She watched his eyes shift, gazing at the cleavage merely inches away from his face as she breathed on him. The scent of her peach perfume nearly overwhelmed him. Abigail spoke to him in a low voice, almost whispering.

"What if I told you I have a friend who has bigger tits than Kate Upton? Would you believe me?

"Maybe."

"I don't have a reason to lie about this. My friend is Lindsey Pelas. I'm sure you've heard of her before, yes?"

"Yeah, I know who you're talking about. I've seen her photos online. She's pretty damn hot and has huge boobs."

"Mmmmhhhhhhmmmm. She has bigger tits than Kate. Way bigger! They're freaking huge! I'm sure you would love them if you ever got up close and personal with her."

Before Antonio had a chance to respond, Abigail pressed her lips against his and began kissing him passionately. He moaned into her mouth and suddenly felt her hands pushing down on his legs. Abigail wasted no time straddling him before she nestled her thick booty into his lap. Their tongues danced together as they moaned into each other's mouths. He could feel the fabric of her bikini top rubbing against his bare chest, with her plump breasts begging to be freed from the tight constraints. She managed to get his blood pumping and his heart racing in excitement. After breaking the kiss, Abigail climbed off him and stood up. Anthony was confused by how quickly she got off him.

"Save your energy. If Lindsey likes you, then you're gonna need everything you've got to handle us both. It's been a long time since I had a threesome with her. We know how to wear a man out as a tag team."

She turned her back to him before walking out of the room. Antonio was left sitting there on the couch, watching her thick ass cheeks rub against each other with each step she took. He sighed in disappointment since Abigail did not want to engage in a quick fuck. For all that talk about tittyfucking, he would have enjoyed getting to fuck her tits before meeting another girl. Yet still, he could not complain about this situation. The thought had not even crossed his mind that Abigail could introduce him to another woman, just as Demi had done the same with her. It all came from his confessions about other famous women Abigail seemed inspired to be like. The chance of meeting Lindsey Pelas was something he could not pass up. Abigail seemed confident in her own right that this would lead to an everlasting memory the three of them would never forget.

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Los Angeles, California

Fluorescent lamps ran across the ceiling to illuminate a dark corridor. The rectangular shapes of the lights radiated a dim hue to reveal the black concrete walls. Cold air filtered from events throughout this underground facility where sunlight could not be seen. Down the hall, a row of small rooms with locked, barred doors resembling prison cells. The same dim lights were embedded into the ceilings of these cells. All of them contained the proper necessities to make up a prison cell. A metal toilet and sink combo sat in the far left corner. On the opposite side was a basic mattress with cotton sheets, a white blanket, and a pillow to make a minimalistic bed. A metal link post was embedded directly above the headrest of the bed, with a chain dangling down to the bed. Similar posts were drilled into the wall opposite the barred metal door.

Throughout the days and nights, heavy breathing and the sounds of screaming could be heard echoing down the long hall of this hell hole. One man sat on his knees within a cell. His arms were spread, both locked in wrist cuffs dangling from chains connected to a post high in the wall. A shiny, silver metal collar was locked around his neck. In the front of the collar was a thick metal ring attached to a chain that dangled to the floor. The back of the collar was engraved with the words 'Property of KoKo' in deep black letters. Every letter was visible from the back due to the man's lack of hair. It was protocol for every man who was sentenced to this place to have all of his hair removed. The baldness made them all look the same as men by the time they were in the same room with one another. Only three women knew the total number of men who were collared and chained at any given time in this prison.

When Steven Diaz awoke to find himself in this dark place, he was unsure if this was a bad dream or purgatory. He thought he was truly dead at first until he felt the pain of bruises on his naked body and face. When he looked up, his eyes met the sight of Kim Kardashian standing tall in knee-high leather boots. A black corset covered her chest, which matched the boots and her dark hair. She curled her lips into a sinister grin while tapping the end of a riding crop into the palm of her left hand. This may not have been hell in the literal sense, but it would prove to be a fate worse than death in the following days. Kim wasted no time picking up where Sean had left off in beating him. Her heavy boots bruised his stomach with several hard kicks. She commanded her guards to enter the chamber wearing strange black robes and black ski masks. They dragged Steven into another room to begin the protocol for his enslavement. A ballgag was fastened over his mouth as Kim forced him onto his knees. She had the honor of shaving his head and face with an electric razor.

"I'm sure you expected to be dead by now. Oh, no. You're worth more alive to me than you think. Men like you are too good to just kill and dispose of. It's better that you disappear while you're still breathing. Men like you are meant to kneel before me and my sisters and worship at our feet. You will learn your place down here just like all the other men before you who have tried to fuck with my family. Welcome to slavery, Steven."

Every word of Kim's stern speech sent chills up his spine. Never did Steven dream that he would be in a position like this, fearing for his life at the hands of a woman like her. That was only the beginning of what would soon become of his wretched existence. The first day was the hardest to come to the realization of how hopeless his life had become. He had become reborn as a nameless slave in this strange place. With no access to a clock or any sunlight, he would not know how many days had passed between waking up and falling asleep. The first meal was served by Kim herself. She fed him with a plastic spoon and fork while his hands were still bound in chains. It was done just to make sure he got some food in his system. When it came time to put him to sleep, Kim handcuffed him from behind his back and left him in the bed to scream and cuss into the abyss. The next day was when the real 'training' would begin when he came face-to-face with Khloe.

"So we meet again, Steven. When I told you that day that you were mine, I wasn't kidding. You really thought you could pull one over me and fuck Kylie. Well, I've got news for you. You really are mine now! By the time I'm done training you, you will be licking the dirt off my fucking boots."

Much like her sister, Khloe wore her own black leather dominatrix outfit. Her long blonde hair was fixed up in a high ponytail to reveal her full face. She was angry and spoke with the commanding presence of a demanding mistress. Instead of a riding crop, she entered the cell with a leather-bound whip clutched in her right hand and a metal, shiny device in her left hand. He did not realize at first that the metal thing in her hand was a collar. Khloe locked it around his neck and declared him as her property. Steven responded to that by spitting in her face. That act of defiance only enraged her further. Kim was smart to have him chained and bound before Khloe entered the cell. The only thing he could do was spit on her, and he made sure to do that. Khloe turned him around and drew out her whip. This was the first of many beatings to come.

"You think you're some big, tough guy, huh!? Look at you now, you stupid fuck!"

WHACK!

"You'll never be anything but a worthless fuck toy!"

WHACK!

"Just a fuck toy! That's all you're good for, you stupid mother fucker!"

WHACK!

"You could've been on our reality shows! But no, you were too fucking stupid!"

WHACK!

"You will know your place as my FUCK TOY SLAVE!!"

WHACK!

"I will make you respect me! You will bow down and accept ME as your GODDESS!!"

WHACK!

"You will pray that I forgive you some day! I will put the fear of God into your sorry ass!"

Strike after strike of the whip caused a stinging pain across his cheeks and lower back. Khloe did not stop beating him until her arm began to tire out. She screamed, cussed, and shouted at the top of her lungs while dealing her punishment to him. Red marks formed in line patterns across his buttocks and lower back. Just when Steven thought Khloe was done, she reared the whip back one last time and hit him on the back. He screamed in pain as he felt weak in his knees. She uncuffed his hands from the hanging wrist cuffs and allowed him to fall to his knees, writhing in pain. As he fell on his back, she attached a chain to his collar and yanked it with authority. She dragged him upward to sit on his knees, where she was able to handcuff him from behind. Steven groaned in pain as his new mistress dragged him across the floor to the bed. That was the end of his first meeting with his new mistress. Khloe left him to regather his strength after a brutal display of discipline.

The sound of his screams became common throughout the following days. If there were any guards outside the cell, they surely heard Steven screaming his lungs out at the hand of Khloe and Kim's lessons of punishment. Kim was a stern mistress who gave direct orders and expected them to be followed without argument. Khloe was the more dominant and aggressive of the two. She did not give an order without pulling the chain from his collar and screaming. It was much more personal for Khloe, as she proved to have some kind of feelings for Steven. He could tell that she was hurt by his betrayal, but that no longer mattered to him. There was no escape from this prison. The only way out was to be properly trained as a slave to the Kardashian sisters. His cock hardened, growing in length every time Kim and Khloe were near him. It was strange to be turned on by them in these circumstances.

"Oh, look at that. You cannot deny we turn you on with how we treat you."

His erection did not go unnoticed by Kim. After a round of spankings with his mouth muted by a ballgag, the sisters made him turn around to face them. His hands were cuffed behind his back. Khloe held the chain attached to his collar as a sign of who was truly in control.

"He loves it deep down. He'll never admit it cause he likes to play the big man in the bedroom. But when the roles are reversed, he can't deny that he loves to be put in his place. I knew that about him when I first met him back in Miami with his fucking nephew."

Steven's heartbeat began to race when Khloe mentioned Antonio. It felt like a lifetime ago at this point when he shared the threesome with her and Antonio. Khloe's eyes shifted to his face after she replied to Kim. A smirk ran across her face as if she were teasing him. For a moment, Steven wondered if she would fall to her knees and suck his cock. The least one of them could do was grab and jerk it. Khloe smirked as she led Steven to the bed. She had him sit down on the floor and arch his head over the bed. He was confused as to what awaited him until she and Kim turned around. He got to see their giant, phat asses in all of their glory with a black leather thong attached to the corset outfits. Khloe whipped her ponytail around to glance behind her shoulder and taunt him.

"I know you love this ass. You proved that with how hard you pounded it when I wanted my ass fucked. Don't worry. You're going to learn how to worship it. My ass and Kim's are the best you will ever have in your pathetic life. You will realize just how lucky you were to get these asses. By the time I'm done with you, I will be standing proud as you worship our asses."

Kim giggled at her sister's speech. Khloe's voice sounded innocent upon the first words, only to grow more stern with each new sentence she spit out. They both turned around, and Kim moved toward Steven. She undid the ballgag and gently pulled it from his mouth. He took a deep breath before replying.

"Yes, yes, mistress. I want to worship that booty. I am sorry for how I treated you. I'm sorry for how I treated both of you. Let me make up for it by giving that booty some good loving."

An apology in his voice was enough to surprise both of them. Steven did not know that he had been locked up for a total of six days by this time. The sisters smiled at each other, then gazed down at his face. Khloe rested her hands on her hips.

"So you're sorry, huh? We'll see if you really mean that. I want my ass eaten out. Think you can do that for me, slave?"

Steven nodded.

"Yes, mistress. I'd be honored to eat your ass. I'd like it if you sat on my face."

Kim smiled at him.

"If you do a good enough job for Khloe, I'll let you eat my ass out too."

Those words made his cock harder. Kim saw the twitching movement in his erection and licked her lips. Khloe shoved her thong down and turned around. She bent over to show her ass to Steven. Despite the depressing circumstances of his existence, he could not deny the joy he felt when gazing into the immense size of that booty. Khloe used her hands to pull her cheeks back, splitting the crack to show a hint of her dark little hole. Her gigantic ass was truly worthy of worship. Steven licked his lips and held his head up. Khloe stepped out of the thong as she stomped her feet loudly onto the floor and moved towards him. Steven kept his eyes open as he watched her ass slowly come down onto his face. He wasted no time raking his tongue down the crack in search of her dark little hole. Once he found it, his tongue wiggled inside of her booty.

Khloe closed her eyes and moaned at the feeling of his tongue moving around in her ass. Kim focused her eyes on her sister. She watched Khloe's right hand slide between her thighs before spreading her legs to reveal her wet, shaved cunt. There was a small temptation for Kim to get down on her knees and begin licking her sister's pussy. Rather than giving in to her dirty desires, Kim was impressed by Steven's submission. In the previous days, she had been chaining him up to the bed with his hands cuffed behind his back. This was a simple measure to prevent him from inflicting any potential self-harm on himself. He was reveling in his misery now with the joy of eating Khloe's ass. His tongue thrust and snaked inside her booty while her right hand fingers pinched her clit. She raised her head and closed her eyes, cooing softly. Kim felt her pussy aching for a touch as she watched her sister embrace this pleasure.

"Ohhhhhh, yeah. Make yourself useful, slave. Keep moving that tongue deep in my ass."

Kim unbuttoned the front of her bustier. She peeled it off, allowing her big tits to flop freely. She tossed the outfit to the floor before pushing her thong down and stepping out of it. When Khloe opened her eyes, she saw her sister standing naked before her. They exchanged smiles before Kim fell to her knees and gazed up at Khloe's face. Steven would not be witnessing this act of sisterly love, as Khloe was still seated on his face. He continued to snake his tongue in and out of her ass hole while Kim crawled towards Khloe. Their brown eyes locked onto one another as Kim embedded her lips onto Khloe's wet vulva folds and slithered her tongue inside her. Once again, Khloe closed her eyes as she cried out in pleasure.

"Oh my god. I'm so fucking lucky... Mmmmmmm, yeah. It's not every day a man asks me to sit on his face."

Her eyes remained shut only for a few seconds before opening widely. This dual pleasure of having her ass and pussy eaten simultaneously was driving Khloe into a lustful frenzy. Kim had surprised her with this action. Steven could hear the moans and cries Khloe made as he continued to eat her ass. Since Kim was eating her pussy, Khloe was able to move her hands to grip the edge of the bed. Kim slid her right hand across her sister's clit. She began rubbing it furiously as her tongue moved in and out of her pussy. Khloe gasped before letting out a sharp moan.

"Ohhhhhhhh, yeah. Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yes..."

Steven assumed that her cries of pleasure were the result of his tongue hard at work in that ass. He had no idea that Kim was helping along the way with her own tongue lodged in Khloe's pussy. Directly below Kim sat Steven's erect cock. She passed on the opportunity of grabbing and wanking it. The blonde sister moaned and squealed before Kim abruptly stopped licking. She slithered her tongue out and quickly began to rise up from the floor as Khloe moaned.

"You didn't have to stop. You've got me real hot and bothered right now!"

Kim giggled at her sister. She snapped her fingers with her right hand and motioned for Khloe to get up. It was her turn to sit on Steven's face. He breathed a sigh of relief as the mistress got off him. Steven blinked his eyes as Khloe stepped away, and then he saw Kim's nude figure. She turned around like Khloe did to reveal her famous booty to him. Leaning forward, Kim placed her hands on her knees and began to roll her hips. Clap. Clap. Clap. Those thick cheeks clapped together as she twerked for him. Khloe giggled at the fact that Kim was willing to give Steven a short twerk show. A few seconds of twerking was more than enough of a reward for his obedience. After she stopped, Kim began to slowly lower her ass down onto his face. Khloe did not bother watching Kim get into position. She fell to her knees and gazed up at her sister with a smug grin across her enhanced lips.

"I want to taste you, sis. You know you want me to lick you. I've been craving your pussy for days. I can't go another hour waiting for this."

Khloe bit her lower lip and purred soft moans after uttering her dirty words. Steven repeated the process of licking the crack of an ass in pursuit of finding her ass hole. Once the tip of his tongue found that spot, he wasted no time slithering in. Kim moaned at the feeling of him eating her ass while she gazed at her sister lovingly. Only they, as sisters, could understand the passion they shared for each other. A man like Steven was not worthy to witness them pleasuring each other on their knees. Khloe began by kissing Kim's pink folds. After two kisses, she slithered her tongue out and lapped it across her clit. A small strip of black hair was visible directly above Kim's fresh cunt. The hair was wet thanks to a quick licking. Khloe noticed Steven's cock below her and ignored it like her sister.

Her focus was on Kim rather than the man. Steven had already done Khloe a proper service with the rim job. The time had come for her to indulge herself with the juicy taste of Kim's cunt. Steven's efforts were rewarded with the sound of Kim moaning. He kept his tongue twisting and moving within her ass hole, eagerly working to pleasure her. Khloe locked eyes with her sister as her tongue slithered into that tight pussy. A faint gasp was heard from Kim's voice, raising in pitch as she felt Khloe's tongue wiggling and turning inside her. Kim rested her hands on Khloe's head, encouraging her to continue eating her pussy as she closed her eyes and moaned again. Her hands left her head after a few seconds, leaving Khloe to begin aggressively devouring that juicy cunt. Kim gasped again as she felt Khloe's tongue dive deeper inside her.

"Ohhhhhhhhh!! Lick it up!!"

Steven was left to wonder if Kim was crying out in reaction to his tongue or Khloe's. He focused his efforts on plunging his tongue deeper into Kim's ass at the same time as Khloe eating her pussy. Kim gasped and bit her lower lip. She purred soft moans while embracing this moment. As a mistress, there was no greater pleasure than to be eaten out by one of her sisters while sitting her thick ass down on the face of a male slave. Khloe withdrew her tongue from Kim's pussy and began to rub at her clit with her right hand index finger.

"You like that, sis? You like it when I play with your clit?"

"Mmmmmmm, yes! Keep rubbing it, Koko!"

Khloe loved it when Kim called her by that nickname. She planted her puffy lips over her sister's clit and gave it a loving kiss while sliding her middle finger beyond her wet folds. Kim bit her lower lip before squealing in excitement as Khloe fingered her. This only lasted momentarily as Kim clapped her hands to get her sister's attention.

"That's enough, Koko! I don't want to cum yet!"

All Kim had to do was clap her hands, and Khloe stopped. Her fingers slid out of that juicy cunt, and then she began to climb up from the floor. Kim offered her hand, pulling her sister onto her feet. Steven's tongue was pulled out of her dark hole as she got up from his face. He sighed in relief before feeling the metal collar dig into his neck. Khloe grabbed his chain and pulled it with authority to force his head up.

"Sit up!"

That was a direct order from Khloe. Steven had a difficult time balancing himself due to having his hands cuffed behind his back. She helped by tugging on the chain. Steven did not react with any spoken words as he watched Khloe spread her legs, stepping towards him. After eating both their asses, it was easy to guess their next request. He licked his lips, more than eager to indulge himself with some Kardashian pussy. Kim snapped her fingers at him.

"I think you know what she wants. You don't have to be told what your mistress wants. You're smart enough to figure it out."

Another direct order to command him, this time in the form of a rhetorical question. Steven pressed his lips to Khloe's cunt and slithered his tongue inside her. Since he was her prisoner in this scenario, his goal was to force her into a hard orgasm. That would be the only way to make up for all the punishment he endured from her. This was his only chance at making her scream and shiver in excitement. Without warning, he plunged his tongue as deep as it would go. Khloe gasped as he began to aggressively twist his wet muscle in her cunt.

"Oh my god! Ohhhh, Yessssss!!"

She blurted out her words in reaction to his aggressive licking. Kim stood next to her sister from her right shoulder and observed the action. It was a shame that it had to come this with Steven, she quietly thought to herself. He had proven himself useful for two months as one of her men in the organization. Kim wondered how long it would take to train him. He was far from the first man to have committed a betrayal within her family organization and been sentenced to this place as punishment. Beyond the training halls, Kim had many other male slaves locked in cells. Their skin had become pale after years of not feeling sunlight. The men lived new lives, waiting on the call of their mistress, who owned them. Some had been living in the underground facilities for several years as loyal slaves to the Kardashian sisters.

Other men who failed the training or were observed to have a lack of obedience were not fit to serve the sisters. Those men were castoffs to be sold in secret auctions to other powerful women and wealthy elites. This underground facility was only one of many throughout Los Angeles and other cities. Kim had brushed shoulders with wealthy elites who had the money and power to make people disappear without killing them. If Steven could not be trained to be a proper fuck toy for her and Khloe, he would be sold on the market to another powerful woman. So far, he showed progress in this day, but Kim was still skeptical. As she listened to her sister moan and cry out, she wondered how long this training would take. Hopefully, it would not be two months like his time spent working for her. He had potential, but she would never trust a man like this to be fully loyal.

"Ohhhh, ohhhhhh, ohhhhhhhh!! FUCK!! YESSSSS!!"

Khloe's loud screams snapped Kim out of her deep thoughts. Steven wiggled and shook his tongue in that pussy, trying hard to force Khloe into an orgasm. She gritted her teeth and began growling. That was the one sign he knew she could not hold on for much longer. With her climax seconds away, Khloe pulled the chain and then dropped it. She pushed his face away from her cunt in time for her to squirt her love nectar all over his face and bald head. He gagged and coughed up what splattered into his mouth. The warm, sticky feeling was enough to make him break out into a cold sweat. Khloe was out of breath, panting, and moaning. She stepped away from him, figuring that it was now Kim's turn to have her pussy eaten out by him.

"Sorry, sis, I wanted to make a mess first."

Kim laughed.

"I've always loved watching you squirt on a man's face. It's like when we both get blasted in cum. It's just so fucking hot."

As Khloe blushed, Kim reached out to stroke her chin with her right hand. The sisters gazed at each other before Kim leaned in for a quick kiss. Steven watched the sisters in a loving embrace. It was yet another secret he learned about this strange family. Kylie was not the only sister that Kim had an intimate relationship with.

"So Kim, aren't you gonna let him taste you as well?"

Kim shook her head before smiling back at her sister. The difference in their height was visible, with Khloe standing at least a foot taller than Kim. She almost towered over her, as she did when standing next to her other sisters. Kim licked her lips and replied.

"No. I think he's had enough today. I don't want to spoil him with dessert. I'd rather go upstairs with you, and we both eat each other out instead."

As they smirked at each other, Steven let out a sigh and swallowed his breath. He had no idea how to get out of this situation that he was now stuck in. There had to be a way out somehow. In his mind, he wondered if he could go along with the plan and play an obedient slave for them. Maybe that would impress Kim or Khloe enough to forgive him for his actions and remove the collar from his neck. His spirit was not entirely broken yet but was wounded, much like his body. He knew that by working for Kim, he would be getting his hands dirty in all kinds of illegal activity. Little could he have guessed that there were more sinister secrets lurking in the dark with this family. Organized crime was one thing, but it was a whole other world where he found himself collared and chained. One way or another, Steven held onto the belief that he could find a way out of this place.

******************

Miami, Florida

"That's too bad you don't know how to play. I would've thought a man like you was a big-time player at the card table."

Lindsey Pelas smirked after replying to Antonio. Her big green eyes studied his face as she sipped from the straw of her plastic cup. Her platinum blonde hair flowed beyond her shoulders with a split down the middle. She was watching his eyes as if she knew that he would be distracted by the heavy view of her natural breasts directly below her face. Those tits sat in a pink blouse, with the front button barely able to contain those beauties from spilling out. The blouse went with her denim, Daisy Dukes-style jean shorts, and flip-flops for casual wear. Abigail sat next to Lindsey, wearing a similar outfit. She left Antonio's apartment wearing a black blouse and a matching short skirt. The major difference in their outfits came with Abigail's choice of black high heel pumps. Since this was to be his first meeting with Lindsey, Antonio grabbed a suit. White pants and a matching blazer complemented his light blue shirt underneath.

The first thing Lindsey said about his choice of clothes was how cheesy she found them to be. She had no filter when it came to her words. Antonio blushed, trying to hide his smile, as he liked her honesty. They met at an upscale seafood diner for a date. It was Abigail's idea to go across town and order a meal at a place she claimed Lindsey knew all too well. Abigail informed him that Lindsey lived in Miami despite doing most of her published photoshoots in California. Everything was made much clearer once he engaged in a conversation with Lindsey while eating lobster and sipping tea. They sat at a round table away from other guests in the dining room. The restaurant was not as busy today, possibly due to the rain outside. That gave Lindsey, Abigail, and Antonio more privacy without the fear of any unwanted strangers overhearing their conversations.

"I've never been one to play card games. This would be a different story if we were talking about computer games, though."

That reply made Abigail laugh.

"You never told me you were a gamer, Antonio."

His eyes shifted to her as he tried not to smirk. Abigail had a way of teasing with her eyes alone. Lindsey did not appear impressed. She sipped from her straw to finish the remainder of the tea swirling at the bottom of her glass. Antonio did not know what to think of Lindsey based on his first impressions of the day. Apart from her beauty, she kept a low profile in the restaurant. Abigail was always beaming with joy in such a way that she could uplift a room with her radiating happiness alone. Lindsey was different. Maybe he was simply not her type of man. Or perhaps she was the kind of woman to keep her true personality hidden in public. Antonio was unsure what to think of her thus far.

"So what do you do with your spare time? Abi said you run a club. I imagine a rich guy like you has plenty of things to do."

Lindsey spoke before Abigail could change the subject. Her cold eyes gazed back at Antonio as she awaited his response.

"I don't do much. I guess you could say the club is my life. I like to get around with beautiful babes, but that's it."

Smirking at him, Lindsey chuckled.

"So I take it you're just a womanizer. One of those guys who likes to fuck a model by chance."

"Not quite!"

Abigail interrupted them, raising her left hand index finger.

"I'm the one that does the seducing, not him. I know how to push Antonio's buttons. He's more of a charmer than a real womanizer."

Lindsey flashed her perfect, pearly white teeth as she grinned at her friend. The way they looked at each other told Antonio that they had been friends for a while. Lindsey's green eyes turned back to him before she spoke again.

"Abi says you're good in the bedroom. She's been raving about you for days."

As Antonio blushed, she carried on speaking.

"You don't look like my type, so I have to take her word for it."

"So you have a type when it comes to guys?"

She nodded at him.

"I guess you thought I was some big player, huh? I'm just a guy who runs a nightclub and has been blessed in life with some beautiful friends. My dad is the more famous one."

"He ain't kidding. His dad is hooked up with J-Lo right now."

Lindsey raised an eyebrow at her friend's words but still looked unimpressed. Abigail continued to speak.

"He was telling me this morning about how he had an affair with Kate Upton."

"Him or his dad?"

Antonio, of course!"

Abigail's high-pitched voice made him blush any time he heard it. Lindsey chuckled smugly.

"So that's how you try to get with a woman? You tell them tall tales about your fantasies?"

He shook his head in response.

"No. I only told Abigail because I trust her. I didn't know she was going to tell you about that."

That reply made Abigail sigh as she looked down at the table. He didn't mean to hurt her feelings if that was what he did. He kept his focus on Lindsey.

"I guess I have reason to believe you then, but it still doesn't make a difference to me. I like guys who know how to take a walk on the wild side. I can look at you and tell you're not that kind of guy."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

Lindsey chuckled before responding.

"You look like you've never drank from a bottle of Jack. I think you would probably faint if I asked you to snort a line of coke down the crack of my ass."

Abigail giggled loudly.

"Oh, Lindsey. Don't be so hard on him. Antonio isn't a hard-partying guy, but that doesn't matter. He don't need any booze or coke in his system to get it on. I like a sex machine that runs clean."

Now Lindsey was the one blushing. She turned to grin at her friend before giving Antonio a dirty look.

"A sex machine, huh? I guess I would have to see about that to know if it's true or not."

With her eyes focused on Antonio, she carried on speaking.

"I don't normally date squares like you."

To be labeled a square would have been an insult for many men. Antonio did not allow her comment to get under his skin. He smiled before replying.

"Well, if I'm not your type, it's not personal. I didn't know we were out on a date, mind you."

"I don't fuck guys on the first date, if you're wondering."

"What about the second date?"

His quick response was enough to fluster Lindsey into raising her eyebrows. She hesitated for a moment before firing back another snarky reply.

"I might fuck a square like you, but date them? No thanks."

"You're not supposed to be dating him, silly! That's my job."

Abigail interrupted them again. Just when Antonio felt he could not catch a break, she was there to stir up the conversation. Lindsey glanced at her friend and then back at him.

"You're lucky that you know Abi. I'd say you're even luckier that she's willing to share."

The two models looked at each other, then back at Antonio. He thought of a way to cool down this situation without offending Lindsey. The fact of the matter was that he wanted to fuck her, but that was it. His heart belonged to another model, who was not here at the moment. Only Abigail had a chance of replacing Demi if that relationship went south. After a moment of deep thought, Antonio had an offer for Lindsey.

"How about this. You come up to Disco Fever tonight with Abigail, and I'll show you a good time. If you're not entertained, you can go back home. I'll give you a V.I.P. pass so you can be the guest of honor tonight."

"The guest of honor? You make it sound so special."

"I can make sure you're treated like royalty as a V.I.P. I promise you that."

"Royalty, you say? I like that."

Lindsey smirked at Abigail. Antonio could tell that this was far from the first time she had been offered special treatment like this. It was the most he was going to offer her since the woman did not seem to care for him much. A threesome with her as a guest between himself and Abigail was far more appealing than any future dates with Lindsey. He was nervous about how this night would go if she accepted his offer. Antonio had to depend on Abigail to lead the way since this was her idea. After a few seconds, Lindsey nodded at him.

"Alright, you've got a deal. But I'll be arriving with Abi if you don't mind."

"I can't complain about that."

******************

Los Angeles, California

Upstairs in a secluded room, Khloe Kardashian sighed as she lay naked across the white sheets of a bed. She and Kim had just finished an intimate session together. Her long black hair was undone from the ponytail from earlier, flowing down her shoulders as she rolled on her side in the bed until she was resting on her chest. She raised her legs, kicking her bare feet up in the air as her eyes focused on Kim's phat ass across from the bed. The older sister stood in front of an oval-shaped mirror. Kim's eyes were fixated on a small black box that opened to reveal a set of fifteen keys lined up in rows of five each. The metal chrome shined from the light above, highlighting the small differences between each and every key. They all fit into a collar that was reserved for their slaves below a locked door. Only six keys were marked with a name. Steven's key was in the bottom-right corner of the last row.

"You're awfully quiet, sis. What are you thinking about?"

Khloe's voice alerted Kim. She gazed at her reflection in the mirror while smiling deviously.

"We've got a busy schedule next week with filming new episodes of the show. Do you really think we have time to train Steven right now? I'm not sure."

Raising her right hand, Khloe rested her palm beneath her chin. She continued to kick her feet playfully while she considered her sister's words. Kim slowly turned around and planted her hands on her hips as if she were modeling for Khloe. Her pussy was on full display, still glistening in wetness after the pleasure from her sister's mouth.

"I thought he showed great progress today. He actually listened, and I didn't have to beat any sense into him."

"Fact! But you know we can't trust him to always listen all the time. Today might just be a blue moon. It's much harder to train a man in his forties than a young man in his twenties. That bad boy Brian was much easier to train."

Brian was the last slave Kim had personally trained. He was a twenty-four-year-old college student turned publicist who was hired on to her personal PR team. The young man proved to be something of a playboy with a submissive side to him. He liked to spend his time following her around, hoping to get lucky one day. That day eventually came when Kim needed another man for a quick fix. Brian quickly became one of her favorite men to fuck on the side when traveling across the country. He was sentenced to the dungeon after she caught him selling photographs online from her personal selfie collection. Among the photos were a few nude pictures she had snapped that were supposed to be for his eyes only. That was thirteen months ago. Brian found his place easily as Kim's personal slave and fuck toy. He willingly embraced the role, even going so far as to describe the honor he felt to be collared by her.

Steven was a completely different story. Kim knew older men like him were much more difficult to train. Despite the progress he showed today, she still had great doubts about his future. If he could not be made into a loyal, obedient fuck toy for Khloe, then he would need to be sold to another owner. That process was tricky and not something Kim liked to do. It involved calling certain people and agreeing on terms with other powerful families across the country with enough power to keep secrets. Before a slave was sold, Kim had to brand them. It was her way of saying goodbye and leaving the mark on a man who was once her property. Her personal branding iron consisted of the KK initials and was normally applied on the right hand, where anyone could see it. If Steven was to be sold or traded, Kim knew Khloe would want to be there to witness the branding.

"Like, so what! If he fails the training, then he fails. I ain't worried about him. We still have our real slaves who enjoy serving us."

Kim flashed her teeth in a grin at Khloe's words.

"That's true, sister. I don't think Steven will ever be one of them, is all I'm saying. We have to start filming soon, I'm not sure we really have time to train him. It's a shame, cause I have missed being a mistress. I almost forgot how good it makes me feel."

"We can make him wait."

"He isn't the type of man who is going to be patient, is what I'm trying to tell you."

Khloe moved her hand from under her chin. She quit kicking her feet as her eyes gazed across the room. The wallpaper was white to match the bed and painted wooden furniture. She did not pay much attention to the textures of the wall as she thought of a response to her sister.

"If he's a problem, we don't have to keep him, do we?"

"I should be the one asking you that, Koko. You collared him, not me."

"Fine, you got me there."

The sisters exchanged looks as Kim crossed her arms over her busty tits. Khloe pressed her hand against her head, rustling her fingernails into her golden locks of hair. After a moment of thought, Khloe had an idea.

"If he can't behave himself, then we should, like... get rid of him like we've had to do with others. That's my plan B."

"I knew you were gonna say that."

Khloe sighed and rolled her eyes.

"If this all fails, how about we call Beyonce? We could try to make some kind of deal. It might be enough to patch up the bridge with her. I know you've been waiting a long time to give her some payback."

That idea made Kim smirk. Beyonce was someone who had been a thorn in her side for a long time. Khloe was more sympathetic towards her, but Kim had reasons to feud with the iconic singer. Beyonce had a similar inner circle and organization surrounding her business interests. Anyone who knew her and Jay Z long enough became aware of their dysfunctional marriage and swinging lifestyles. The marriage was similar to Kim's own problems with Kanye. Jay Z had many girlfriends across various cities that he could arrange a booty call for when in town. Beyonce preferred to have a small harem of men collared and chained to serve her. The last time Kim sold a slave to Beyonce, the singer complained that the KK initials branded in his skin were burned too deeply. She repaid Kim by handing over a man who would prove to be the most problematic inmate to ever be locked in the Kardashian slave pit.

The man went by the name of Arnold, despite Beyonce introducing him as Isaac. He turned out to be a career criminal with a history of identity theft and forgery. Beyonce did not lie that he was an obedient and loyal servant. She withheld the key details that he swore loyalty only to her. Arnold would go on to create massive problems within the halls of the dungeon. He was once a charmer in a past life with the talent of wooing women with his words. He convinced Kim to give him a personal cell with luxuries and relaxed security. That only gave him more personal access to her guards, whom he was able to manipulate into freeing him when the sisters were absent from the dungeon. Somehow he got his hands on a working cellphone to wreck even more havoc. The man had memorized a phone number to call Beyonce and report secrets to her via phone calls and text messages.

The damage was done by the time Kim learned about Arnold's treachery. She never caught on to him having a cellphone until long after he had whispered many family secrets to the singer. Somehow, Beyonce knew about the intimate relationships Kim shared with her sisters. Some time passed before Kim figured out Arnold was the culprit. By that point, he had made an escape attempt with guards to cover his tracks. The man almost made it out of the slave pit before one loyal guard risked his life to apprehend him in a violent struggle. A detective on Kim's payroll ran Arnold's fingerprints to reveal his true identity as Isaac Johnson. A con artist with an extensive criminal record before he came into contact with Beyonce. The man had sworn loyalty to the singer by exposing Kardashian family secrets to her in his manipulative schemes. Before he was killed, he laughed endlessly, taunting anyone who would listen by telling them that Beyonce knew Kim had slept with her sisters.

Two years had passed since that incident. Beyonce had blackmailed Kim more than once by threatening her with family secrets. She threatened to reveal the sisterly love to important people who shared business interests with Kim. Among the threats, Beyonce had made up insulting nicknames for them. 'The sisters who fuck each other' and 'incest hoes' were the most offensive jabs that made Kim's blood boil. Khloe's idea reminded Kim of how long she had been waiting to get revenge on Beyonce. She could envision Steven giving that woman headaches. He would not be able to cause the same level of carnage Isaac unleashed, but Kim did not care. As the years began to pass by, she worried that she would never be able to seize an opportunity to repay the singer for the pain she inflicted on them. If Steven could not prove useful in the slave pit, that was fine. There was now a backup plan in place.

"I love that idea the more I think about it. Steven could be a real pain in the ass for her. For her to have to deal with a man that causes trouble, it's what she deserves."

"Yeah, but only if we have to give him up. I kinda want to keep him. He's like... one of the best ever at going down on me. Sorry I'm being such a slore, but I'm just stating facts."

Kim chuckled at her sister's speech.

"True. I'm just thinking about what happens if it doesn't work out. Remember, he's older, and we also have to get ready for the next show. The timing is, like, not in our favor, you know? We'll talk about this more later, sis."

******************

8 HOURS LATER

Miami, Florida

Rain poured down in the darkness, covering every layer of metal and concrete in water outside. Small puddles had formed in the parking lot. Thunder could be heard in the distance through the midnight hours. Beyond the front doors, it was just another night at Disco Fever. Thunderstorms were not enough to interrupt the flow of business at the club. The number of usual guests was lower tonight due to the weather. That only made things easier for Antonio to manage tonight. Lindsey and Abigail arrived early, just a few minutes after 10 PM. They wore matching black dresses with shoulder straps to support their bulging cleavage. Antonio was still wearing the same suit from their date earlier in the day. He saw no need to change into an unworn one, despite the weather outside. This was going to be a slow night with a small crowd on the dance floor.

As soon as Lindsey entered the club, a security guard handed her a personalized V.I.P. card. Abigail quipped that she did not bring hers with her. The dark-haired woman decided not to bring her purse. Her cellphone was shoved into Lindsey's white leather purse. After sharing lunch with Antonio, the two models went back to Lindsey's apartment for some privacy. Abigail felt better about setting up a potential threesome once she had Lindsey all to herself. They needed to discuss scenarios face-to-face without him in the room. Abigail had a better friendship with Lindsey than she did with Demi Rose. Back in L.A., the two girls had indulged themselves in plenty of raunchy events. Abigail used to think of herself as Lindsey's sidekick back in those days when it was her coming up with naughty ideas. Things changed when Lindsey moved to Miami, and distance was created between them.

Antonio was left to guess and wonder what the girls had planned for him if tonight went well. He still believed Lindsey did not care much for him. That was fine, since he at least had a strong friendship with Abigail now. He began thinking that if things did not work out well with Demi, he would push for a relationship with Abigail. Through their time together, he developed passionate feelings for her. There was something about that woman that made him feel he could trust her to have deep conversations with. Abigail did not disappoint when he made his confessions about the affair he had with Kate Upton. He was still blushing when he thought about her reaction to that story. The way Abigail looked at him with such a loving expression was more than enough to melt his heart. He still wanted to pursue a relationship with Demi, but Antonio was finding it more difficult to resist Abigail's seductive allure.

Lindsey requested a personal room beyond the door leading to the V.I.P. halls. Antonio had already prepared assistants to serve her and Abigail anything they requested. A bottle of wine, a bucket of ice, and two goblets were demanded upon arrival. Lindsey and Abigail secluded themselves in a private room to start the night. The dance floor was thin in numbers tonight. Across the floor, one DJ worked the turntables with slower songs to make up for the lack of people moving on the floor. The neon lights reflected an array of colors across the strangers dancing in hues of purple, pink, and blue. Every light was visible to anyone standing on the balcony gazing down at the club. This was a spot Antonio had learned to enjoy over time when he was not in his office. Every night, he found himself in the same place, gripping the balcony railing. His eyes wandered around, watching the pattern of lights flicker and change colors.

"Enjoying yourself all alone up here?"

Abigail's high-pitched voice called out to him. Antonio turned to his left to see her standing before him. Her big, pink lips were curved into a devious grin that revealed her teeth. Something about that look on her face told him she had naughty thoughts.

"Hey, babe. I wasn't expecting you to come and find me."

She took a few steps closer after he spoke. Biting her lower lip, Abigail made an exaggerated pout.

"I'm lonely back in the room with Lindsey. I was wondering if you could give me some company."

He blushed at her as she grabbed his right hand and began tugging playfully. Abigail knew Antonio was not going to tell her no. He had been waiting for her or Lindsey to eventually find him as the night progressed.

"I thought Lindsey was keeping you company?"

Antonio teased with a smile. Abigail pouted again as she kept tugging on his hand.

"I've spent enough time with her tonight. I'd rather be with you if I had to choose."

Her heels could barely be heard stomping against the metal surface of the balcony. Loud synths drowned out most noises from the dance floor as the music continued to blare. Abigail led Antonio past the door leading to the V.I.P. section of the club. She let go of his hand as they walked down the white halls to find the room that had been reserved for her and Lindsey. The door opened to reveal Lindsey sitting on a couch with various bottles of alcohol sitting on a table in front of her. Antonio recognized the wine bottle he had delivered, along with the goblets. A bottle of Jack Daniels whiskey sat on the right side. It appeared to be halfway empty. He was unsure how she obtained that since he did not recall sending it to her room. Abigail shut the door as Lindsey smirked at Antonio.

"Come on in, square."

He laughed at her.

"Square, huh? Is that my nickname from you?"

Lindsey sat up with a smug grin across her lips.

"I will call you a square until you prove me wrong."

As he stepped closer, Antonio noticed two small shot glasses that sat empty by the bottle of whiskey. He pointed at the Jack Daniels bottle and spoke.

"Where did you get that? It don't look like it fits in your purse."

Abigail cleared her throat before Lindsey had a chance to respond.

"I went and got the bottle down at the bar. The bartender was a real gentleman."

She spoke in a low voice from his right side. As Antonio turned, Abigal threw one arm around his shoulder and leaned in to kiss him on the right cheek. Lindsey laughed at this public display of affection. She noticed him blushing from Abigail's kiss.

"You're cute. Abi knows how to push your buttons, I can tell."

"Yeah, she does a good job at that."

Abigail pulled away from him as he replied to Lindsey. The buxom blonde model licked her lips as she leaned up from the couch. She grabbed the bottle of Jack Daniels with her left hand and spoke again.

"Remember what I told you earlier about Jack?"

"How could I forget? You don't think I'm the kind of man that can hold down any whiskey."

"Well, that's how you look. Abi insists that you're not a square and that you know how to really handle her in the bedroom. The question is, can you handle a woman like me?"

She grabbed a small shot glass with her right hand. Antonio watched her tilt the bottle of whiskey and begin pouring a shot.

"So you want me to try and impress you by drinking? Is that it?"

Lindsey shook her head at him.

"It's not about how much you can drink. I want to see if you've got the balls to drink a shot from between a set of boobs."

He smiled, shaking his head as he tried not to laugh.

"You've got to be kidding."

"What's the matter, square? Are you too big of a pussy to take a shot between some big tits?"

Her tone of voice changed, as Lindsey was now fully taunting him. She glared at Antonio with fire in her eyes before moving her hands over her breasts. The dress already gave an ample view of her cleavage. She pressed her tits together and rubbed them as a way of teasing him. Abigail grabbed his right wrist and began to pull him towards her once again.

"Come here. I'll let you try it with my tits first."

Lindsey laughed.

"Abi has been telling me how much you love big tits. I heard all about your eventful day with Kate Upton, which you were so proud of. If you love boobs so much, then you shouldn't have a problem taking a shot from them."

Abigail reached down for the shot glass. She smirked at Antonio as she carefully positioned it between her boobs. He did not say any words in response to Lindsey's command. She gave him a reason to try to impress her. Once the shot glass was nestled carefully between her breasts, Abigail wrapped her right arm around them to hold her tits together. She used her free hand to raise her fingers and do the come-hither motion. Lindsey quietly observed the situation from the couch. Antonio could feel Abigail's breath blowing into his face as he leaned down and pressed his face against her big tits. She helped him by reaching behind her back and loosening the zipper of her dress. Her breasts almost spilled out, if not for her right forearm holding them together from underneath.

"Mmmmmm, good boy. There you go. Get ready for a drink.

She whispered to him as he opened his mouth and darted his tongue between her tits. Abigail turned to look at Lindsey. The blonde model's eyes were fixated on Antonio as he reached the glass with his tongue. Abigail focused on him again and tilted the shot glass to pour every drop of the alcoholic substance into his mouth. Antonio closed his eyes as he swallowed it down with an audible gulp. He pulled his face away from Abigail's breasts and turned to Lindsey.

"Not bad for your first shot. I expected you to gag and start shaking like most squares when they have their first taste of whiskey."

He chuckled at her remark. By this point, Antonio was used to Lindsey taunting him. She had a way of motivating him to go that extra mile to impress her. An idea quickly came to him within seconds. He reached for the Jack Daniels bottle and raised it to his lips. Abigail gasped as he began to drink straight from the bottle, swallowing a few shots. When he lowered the bottle from his lips, Lindsey had a wide grin across her face. Antonio sat the bottle back on the table and let out a sigh of relief.

"I take it back. You're not a square. You can handle whiskey, so that makes me feel a little better. Now I'm left wondering if you fuck like a square."

"Ohhhhh, Lindsey. You should know by now that Antonio is a stallion in bed."

"So you say."

Her green eyes stared back at his dark hues. Lindsey was still smirking as she spoke directly to Antonio.

"Abi pours her heart out for you when it comes to sex. I'm still not sure you're the kind of man who can handle me. Sometimes it takes two guys to tame me in the bedroom."

Antonio laughed.

"Too bad my uncle isn't here."

"Oh, yes. Abi told me about your uncle. He sounds like a real sugar daddy."

As he laughed at that remark, Lindsey unzipped the back of her dress. She stood up as it began to fall, revealing her giant natural breasts. His eyes became enlarged at the sight of her H-cup tits jiggling free.

"Jesus fucking Christ."

Lindsey grinned smugly as she planted her hands on her hips. His reaction was nothing new to her. It was evident that she enjoyed blowing a man's mind by simply revealing her breasts to them.

"I get that reaction a lot. Are my boobs too big for you, Antonio?"

He shook his head slowly as Abigail started giggling. Lindsey reached down and grabbed the Jack Daniels bottle. She slowly approached, not once moving her eyes off his face. Antonio was too distracted by the sight of her giant breasts. Abigail was correct that they were bigger than what he recalled of Kate's chest. Her nipples were erect and poking forward in the cool air. Once Lindsey was face-to-face with him, she raised the whiskey bottle to have a look at how much was left. Below the black label, she could see a small portion of whiskey swirling around. It was enough for at least two more shots.

"So here's the deal. If you can finish this bottle off, then you've proven yourself worthy of a threesome with me and Abi. Think you can handle that?"

"I know I can handle that."

With a smirk across her lips, Abigail used her free hand to pull one of her breasts apart.

"I need a little help, so I'm gonna let you touch them."

Antonio knew what to do. He carefully moved his hands to her breasts from both sides. Her skin was smooth and firm enough to give him the urge to squeeze her titanic-sized tits. Lindsey's other hand was free now. She watched him pull her breasts apart and shove his face between them. He smothered himself with her breasts, rubbing them against his face as he left just enough room to raise his mouth and part his lips. Abigail watched from the side, grinning the entire time. When Lindsey lowered her bottle, Abigail began to clap her hands and cheer as if she were his #1 fan.

"Go go, Antonio! Drink it down!"

She was still clapping her hands as Lindsey poured the whiskey into his open mouth. He nearly gagged due to the impact of the sweet, hot liquid. Antonio quickly swallowed it as many times as he had to gulp it down, all while feeling her huge tits press around his face. After the last drop went into his mouth, she lowered the bottle. Abigail took the glass from her friend and sat it back down on the table. She clapped her hands again as Antonio pulled his face away from Lindsey's breasts.

"He swallowed it all just like I knew he would! Way to go!"

Abigail stepped toward Lindsey. From where Antonio stood, they were shoulder-to-shoulder, with Lindsey to the right and Abigail to the left. Their green eyes gazed at his face as they looked at him with lustful hunger. Lindsey bit her lower lip and spoke to him in a low, seductive voice.

"I hope you're prepared for us. It's not going to be easy taking us both on tonight."

Lindsey wrapped her right arm around Abigail's waist, pulling her closer.

"So where are we gonna do it? Your place or my penthouse?"

The two models looked at each other after his question. Abigail giggled as if she were quietly gesturing in sign language to Lindsey. When Lindsey turned her eyes back to Antonio, she nodded.

"Let's go to your penthouse."

******************

1 HOUR LATER

The rain continued to pour as Antonio, Abigail, and Lindsey all left the club together after the busty blonde zipped her dress up. He called for an Uber to pick them up. What he did not anticipate was the weather outside. Thunder growled in the distance as bolts of lightning flickered across the sky. The storm was not enough to distract the trio as they all climbed into the back of a black Uber van together. Antonio found himself stuck in the middle, with Abigail to his right and Lindsey on his left. Few words were spoken since the driver did not engage in any banter with them. When they pulled up to the hotel, Abigail was the first to get out in the rain. She pulled Antonio by his arm while Lindsey got out, and they dashed in the rain to the front doors. It was a funny feeling for Antonio to stand in the elevator with one girl brushing against his shoulders from both sides. He felt like a king in that moment, with his confidence sky high as he led the way out of the elevator and to the locked door of his penthouse.

That feeling remained strong by the time they reached the bedroom. The first thing Abigail did was hurry to the bed. She leaned over and turned on the lamp on the left side of the bed, then did the same on the right. The walls of his bedroom were painted black. Every piece of furniture in the room was also black, right down to the bed that sat in the middle of the room. Abigail had learned the layout of his penthouse well. As Antonio stood across the bed, the girls moved in front of him. Lindsey was on the left side, with Abigail to the right. They both curled their lips into a grin as they began to peel their dresses off together. It was as if they had done this several times before, knowing just went to strip at the right time as a perfect duo. Abigail bit her lower lip and purred softly as her curvaceous figure was unveiled out of the dress. She wore no panties or bra underneath. It surprised Antonio to know she went to the club with no underwear.

"Are you just gonna stand there and watch?"

Lindsey taunted him as she leaned down to push the remainder of her dress off. She had a black thong on underneath, while Abigail was completely naked. The dark-haired model rubbed her body against her friend as they both gazed into his eyes.

"I think Antonio has gotten used to me stripping his clothes off."

Grinning at her friend, Lindsey chuckled.

"That's a way to give a man an excuse to be lazy."

Their eyes turned back to him. He knew that Lindsey expected him to give her a little strip show. He slipped his jacket off, allowing it to fall to the floor. As he began to pull his shirt over his head, Abigail giggled. When he pulled his shirt off, she was standing directly in front of him. Antonio watched Abigail fall to her knees as he dropped the shirt.

"Let me help. You know how much I love to take your pants off."

A smirk ran across her puffy lips as Lindsey laughed.

"You're skinny and fit. You should have more than enough energy to fuck me all night."

Lindsey's words came off more as a statement than anything else. Antonio glanced down to see Abigail's green eyes glaring up at him. She unbuttoned his pants and slid the zipper down. As she shoved his pants down, Antonio could feel Lindsey's cold gaze locked on him. He focused his eyes on Abigail as she moved her hands to his shoes. She pulled the left one off, then the right. Her eyes were focused on his face as he grabbed the elastic band of his underwear. A mischievous grin ran across her lips, flashing her teeth as she tugged his underwear down to unleash his semi-erect cock. She stopped after his pants and underwear were wrapped around his ankles. Abigail grabbed his cock, twisting her right hand fingers around it before pumping her grip back and forth. Just when he expected her to stay on the floor and wank him, Abigail got up.

"Let's go, big boy. I've got some help tonight with sucking you off."

She giggled as she tugged on his cock. Abigail forced him to step forward, as she was now walking him by his dick. He nearly tripped over his own pants and underwear, finally stepping out of them. Unknown to Antonio, Lindsey had pushed her thong down to the floor to finally join them in nudity. Her vulva lips glistened with fresh dew. A small strip of hair was visible above the folds. Above her belly button was a small, visible hole where a naval piercing was once held. It was visible for a few seconds before Lindsey fell to her knees on his right side. Abigail was still holding his cock as she fell to her knees and finally let go of it. The length of his rod twitched, slightly bouncing, until Lindsey grabbed it tightly.

"I hope you're ready for this."

The blonde model grinned smugly as she wasted no time pumping her hand back and forth. Antonio moaned as she wanked him. Abigail raised a hand and grabbed his ball sack. She squeezed it tightly and spoke after her friend.

"This is why I told you to save your energy this morning. Lindsey might just suck your cock raw before I get a chance to."

Abigail's words were a warning of what to expect from this blonde vixen. Her hand slid to the base, and then Lindsey parted her lips and shoved the head of his shaft between them. She gazed up at his face as she quickly pushed half of his shaft into her warm mouth. Abigail gave his nuts one last hard squeeze and then moved back. This was Lindsey's show right now. The only thing Abigail could do was sit there on her knees and watch her friend devour his long, thick shaft. Her blonde hair glowed in the dimly lit room as her sparkling emerald eyes locked on his face. Antonio moaned as he watched his cock disappear by the inch as she pushed her lips down. 'Mmmmmmm', a muffled moan, was audible as she unwrapped her fingers from the base of his cock. Lindsey closed her eyes as she continued to bob her head up and down, sucking him by the inch.

"Ohhhhhh, fuck..."

As he moaned, Abigail looked at him. She did not tell Antonio what he was in for, but she knew this was going to be a tough ride. Lindsey had expert-level skills in the art of sucking cock. Abigail had watched her a few times in the past leave a man screaming his head off as he desperately tried to hold back his orgasm in a losing battle. There was a high chance she would do the same to Antonio based on her experience alone. Abigail had hopes that he could withstand Lindsey's oral assault to begin this lustful evening. As he cried out in pleasure, Lindsey slid his cock down the depths of her throat. It took her mere seconds to begin deepthroating him and sucking the entire length of his dick without choking. Her gag reflexes did not surprise Abigail by any means. She knew what her friend was capable of.

"Oh my god..."

He cried out again, prompting Lindsey to open her eyes and glare at him. Slurping and slobbering noises were heard loudly as she withdrew his cock from her lips with an audible pop. She wrapped her right hand fingers around the slick, wet base and began to pump back and forth.

"You like that?"

Her voice was low, in a whispering tone. Antonio did not hear her as he felt her fingers twisting and jerking his length. Lindsey extended her tongue and smacked the head of his pole against it. Smack. Smack. Smack. The sounds became louder the more she slapped his dick across her wet muscle. She wrapped her lips around his cock and shoved it back into her mouth. This time, her hand gripped the base tightly as she bobbed her head up and down. Abigail gazed at Antonio and licked her lips. That was not enough to distract him from watching his cock move between Lindsey's lips. Slobbering noises became louder with each passing second. She removed her hand to make more room for another round of deep-throat action. Abigail cleared her throat to finally get Antonio's attention. When he looked at her, she opened her mouth, hoping he could read her lips in silence. 'Fuck her mouth', was what she wanted to say.

Lindsey's eyes were shut, so she did not see Antonio looking at Abigail. After a few seconds of struggling to communicate in silence, Abigail was running out of ideas. She was so tempted to blurt out those three words to him. Raising her hands, she planted them on her head, gesturing for him to take control and fuck Lindsey's mouth. He realized what Abigail was trying to tell him. Antonio smiled and nodded at her. His hands soon found a place on both sides of Lindsey's head, gripping her long golden hair. Abigail smiled as he began to buck his hips to drive his cock in and out of her mouth. Lindsey opened her eyes and gazed up at him. He had her attention now by taking control. As he thrust harder, Lindsey still did not choke. She took every inch of his cock down her throat with ease. Antonio grunted and continued bucking his hips. As he fucked her mouth, the slobbering and gagging noises continued.

"GWAK-GWAH-GWAK-KAH-GWAH-GWAH!"

Those sounds made Abigail wet. She sat there on her knees, mouth wide open, as she imagined herself in Lindsey's position. That was one of the joys of watching a friend get face-fucked. Biting her lower lip, Abigail purred as she placed her hands on her tits and squeezed them. Saliva leaked from both corners of Lindsey's mouth. The strands dangled as Antonio continued to fuck her mouth at a moderate pace to create more slobbering sounds.

"GWAH-GWAH-KAH-GWAH-KAH!"

Abigail watched the saliva string dangling from the right corner of her mouth break and fall to Lindsey's breasts. She purred a soft moan that distracted Antonio enough to slow down. He moved his hands off Lindsey's head to allow her to extract his cock from her mouth. Several ropes of saliva were visibly connected from her lips back to his shiny, drool-coated dick. They all broke as Lindsey flicked her tongue and moaned.

"Mmmmmmmm, yeah. So now I know you'd rather fuck a mouth than kiss one."

She spit a thick wad of saliva on his cock after speaking. Abigail leaned forward, nearly shoving Lindsey aside as she grabbed his cock. It was her turn to suck him now, and Abigail was not going to be denied that chance to taste her friend's slobber all over his long, thick cock. Antonio moaned as Abigail pushed the head between her lips and twirled her tongue around it. Just like Lindsey, she glared up at him with her big green eyes. As Abigail sucked half his cock, she twisted her fingers around the base to give him the simultaneous pleasure of her hand and mouth working in sync.

"You love how she sucks your cock. I can tell."

Lindsey taunted Antonio as she wiped her mouth and watched. He did not allow her strict tone of voice to distract him as he focused on watching Abigail suck his hard cock.

"Abi loves sucking big cocks. I sure hope you fuck her as good as she sucks you."

That comment made him sigh. Abigail stroked his cock from the base to meet her lips. The slurping sounds she made were different from Lindsey's, with a more nasty flare. When she released her fingers from the base, Abigail immediately plunged his cock to the back of her throat. Antonio grunted as he felt the head touch the back of her throat. She held herself with his entire length down her throat, closing her eyes as she felt his balls rubbing against her chin. He gritted his teeth and noticed Lindsey smirking at him.

"What's the matter? You'd rather fuck my mouth instead of hers?"

She flashed her teeth to drive the point of taunting him. Lindsey's hands cradled her breasts, rubbing them together as her erect nipples poked into her palms. Antonio had no desire to fuck Abigail's mouth. He did not take control in this situation, as she slowly withdrew his cock from her lips. She was in control to place her hands on her breasts and hold them up. Abigail took advantage of this moment to shove his cock between her breasts and squeeze them together. She glanced down and spit on the head of his shaft. Lindsey leaned forward to gaze down and watch the head of his shaft poke upward. She spit on it to help her friend. Antonio bucked his hips, driving his cock between her breasts. Abigail closed her eyes momentarily and cooed softly. He moaned at the feeling of her tits rubbing up and down his cock as he continued to thrust. Abigail kept her head raised and slowly opened her eyes to look at him.

"Ohhhh, ohhhhhhhh, yes. Fuck my titties, Antonio. Fuck these titties."

Just when he expected Lindsey to make a smartass comment, she remained quiet. Her eyes were locked on watching his cock disappear, and the head poked up between Abigail's boobs. Antonio gazed into Abigail's eyes, sharing a moment of passion with her as he continued to fuck her tits. Lindsey leaned across Abigail's right shoulder and flicked her tongue across the head each time he thrust up. That only made Antonio began thrusting harder and faster. Abigail closed her eyes and bit her lower lip, purring soft moans until she leaned her head down. Lindsey moved away to allow her friend full access to lick or suck the head each time it poked up. Abigail did just that as she opened her mouth wide. His cock slid between those puffy lips, only to exit a second later and make a popping sound. Pop. Pop. Pop. Antonio groaned at the noises and kept bucking his hips.

"Fuck her tits. Give it to her just like she wants."

Lindsey commanded Antonio in her seductive voice. He was not going to allow her voice to be a distraction from breaking this tender moment between him and Abigail. He gazed into her eyes, as she was now licking the head of his cock each time it poked up. Despite his focus, he could feel Lindsey's cold gaze in the background. Antonio slowed down his movement, making one last hard thrust between Abigail's breasts before halting abruptly. She could take control now, and did so with a grin across her face. He moaned at the feeling of her tits pumping up and down to fuck his cock.

"You like having your cock between Abi's tits, huh?"

Antonio nodded at Lindsey.

"Fuck yeah! We do this all the time."

The blonde model chuckled.

"I'm gonna make you wait to fuck mine. If you want them bad enough, you'll work for it."

Abigail laughed at her friend's teasing. She slowed down and let go of her tits to free his cock. Before she was completely done with him, Abigail wrapped her fingers around the shaft and kissed the head lovingly. As she turned to Lindsey, Abigail freed his cock from her grasp. Antonio stepped back as he noticed the ladies rising from their knees. They stood up and turned around to show their back sides to him. His eyes scanned Lindsey's shapely figure to study her buttocks for a few seconds, then shifted to the other side to admire the view of Abigail's thick booty.

"If you really want to fuck my titties, you better make me scream real soon."

Lindsey's words snapped him away from the distraction of Abigail's ass. They both climbed onto the bed, positioning themselves on all fours with their hands and knees pressed into the blankets. Antonio climbed onto the bed from behind them as the girls grinned at each other. It was amazing to have them side-by-side like this to give him the choice of who to fuck first. Abigail was to the left, and Lindsey was on the right. His hands moved to each ass, softly caressing their smooth skin. Abigail began to shake her ass, wiggling her hips back and forth. All Lindsey did was give him a cold look from across her shoulder.

"Having a hard time deciding who's gonna go first?"

Abigail laughed at her friend's question. He would never admit it, but Antonio wanted to fuck Abigail first just for the fact he had deep feelings for her. But he knew better than to keep a woman like Lindsey waiting. He stepped to her and gripped his cock, moving it between her thighs.

"Mmmmmmm, a wise choice."

A pout was heard in Abigail's voice. Lindsey moaned as she felt his cock pushing beyond her vulva lips.

"I guess you really want to fuck my titties later. You better give it to me good; that's all I'm going to tell you."

The warm feeling of her cunt wrapped around his cock made him cry out in pleasure. Antonio rested his left hand down the small of Lindsey's back as he began to thrust inside her. He hated to hear Abigail pouting over his decision, but he would repay her later on.

"Fuck me."

Lindsey demanded his action as she kept her head raised. Abigail glanced to her right side, watching as Lindsey's tits began to bounce from Antonio's thrusts. He gripped her hips and began to thrust harder and faster. Those big, natural breasts shook and bounced from underneath as Lindsey clutched the bed sheets below her.

"Ohhhh, yeah! That's it! Fuck me!!"

The sound of his balls smacking against the undersides of her booty cheeks became audible in a steady rhythm. Lindsey's great big tits bounced and swayed from underneath as Antonio continued to pump his cock into her tight pussy. She bit her lower lip and purred moans before gritting her teeth. Hearing her snarl and growl made Antonio want to spank her ass. Instead of touching that booty yet, he reached for her hair with his right hand and snatched a tight grip of her blonde locks. Abigail gasped as she saw him do this. Lindsey groaned.

"Pull that hair! Yeah, YEAH!! YOU KNOW HOW I FUCKING WANT IT!! GIVE IT TO ME!!"

With each word she screamed, Antonio thrust harder and faster. The bed started shaking, rocking in the metal frame as he was pumping inch after inch of his cock into her pussy. He used his other hand to quickly spank her ass before tugging on several locks of her hair. Abigail was so impressed by this display of dominance that she leaned up on her knees and clapped her hands.

"Fuck her, Antonio! Yes! Give it to her!!"

She was clapping her hands to play the role of his #1 fan, like back in the club. That only gave him a boost of adrenaline to know Abigail was enjoying what she was witnessing.

"GIVE IT TO ME!! GIVE ME ALL YOU'VE FUCKING GOT!!"

His grip on her hair loosened, causing him to lean forward. Antonio grabbed her breasts from underneath as he slowed down his thrusts. Lindsey lowered her head into the dark blankets.

"Ohhhhhh, I know what you want. You just want to fuck me good enough so you can have your dick between my big fucking tits! I bet that's the only fucking thing you're worried about!"

Antonio squeezed her tits hard as he continued to thrust in her pussy. His movement was slow, but with hard thrusts. Lindsey groaned before taunting him again.

"Yeah, squeeze 'em! If you really want to fuck these titties, you need to show me more than this."

Abigail cleared her throat.

"How about you let him pound you in the ass?"

Lindsey giggled at her friend's suggestion.

"I knew you would bring that up eventually."

Abigail clapped her hands in excitement.

"I wanna watch! The last time we had a threesome, Marcus wouldn't let me watch him plowing you from behind."

Letting out a sigh, Antonio thought to himself. He realized what Abigail was saying about a previous threesome that involved this other man. For a moment in time, he was jealous and wished she had not said those words aloud.

"Okay, fine. You get to watch a guy fuck my ass this time, so you can be happy."

That was Lindsey's way of telling Antonio where his cock was going next. As he pulled his shaft out of her pussy, she stretched her hands forward and adjusted her position on all fours. Abigail stood up on the bed. Her heels poked holes into the black blankets below from how hard she stopped her way towards Antonio. He reached out to her with his left arm, wrapping it around her back to pull her in for a quick kiss. After their lips parted, Antonio focused his eyes on Lindsey's ass, which was now raised and waiting for his cock. Abigail reached for his shaft, grabbing it with authority. She rubbed it up the crack of her friend's ass.

"I just want to let you know something. When I get fucked in the ass, I prefer a hard pounding."

Abigail giggled loudly at Lindsey. Her high-pitched voice grew louder by the second.

"Trust me, girl! I told you Antonio knows how to pound an ass. You're about to see."

She pushed the head of his cock into Lindsey's dark little hole and then let go. His left arm was still wrapped around Abigail, now over her shoulder. He pulled Abigail toward him for another quick kiss. Antonio moaned at the feeling of her tits pressing against his chest as he experienced the tightness of Lindsey's dark little hole. He kissed Abigail one last time before pulling away and focusing on Lindsey's booty.

"That's it. Fill my ass up with your big fucking cock."

His eyes fixated on watching several inches of his length disappear into her ass. Antonio gripped her hips and prepared himself as he pulled back. With another slow thrust, Lindsey sighed.

"You've got the tool to do it. I just don't know if you're going to waste my time going slow all night."

After all her taunts and snarky comments, he finally felt challenged by her. Antonio grinned to himself after a slight chuckle.

"There seems to be only one way you like to be fucked. You want it hard, don't you?"

Spank! His hand smacked her ass hard as he began to thrust forward. She did not have an immediate reaction to his spanking while Abigail stood there playing with her labia. A faint gasp was heard from the dark-haired model as the tip of her right hand middle finger rubbed her clit. Lindsey bit her lower lip and began to giggle with her mouth closed.

"What's so funny?"

"You. You're funny as hell. I think you love the sound of your own voice, babe."

After his last word, Antonio thrust his cock hard. The entire length of his shaft disappeared into her ass. Lindsey gasped as she felt the inches pushing further into her ass hole.

"Oh my god! It's so fucking deep!"

He pulled back and began to thrust forward while moving his right hand over her back. Abigail swallowed her breath as she was now watching Antonio pound her friend's ass. Lindsey raised her head and closed her eyes. She moaned while curling her toes inside her high heels, loosening them. The sound of their bofies smacking together was heard clearly with every full thrust Antonio gave her.

"Ohhhhh, ohhhhhhh yeah!!"

Gasping for breath, Lindsey began panting as she laid the left side of her head down on the blankets. Her fingers spread across the fabric, raking at them as she curled her toes a second time. Her left foot came free of her shoe. Lindsey could feel every inch of his cock pounding into her ass now. She panted, gasped, and moaned before gritting her teeth and growling. The time had come to begin screaming.

"THAT'S IT!! OHHHHHHH, YEAH!! I CAN FEEL THAT COCK PUSHING SO DEEP IN MY ASS!! GIVE IT TO ME!! GIVE ME EVERY FUCKING INCH OF YOUR COCK!! FUCK MY ASS!!"

The loudness of her voice echoed in the distance, undoubtedly heard outside the bedroom. Antonio continued to thrust inch after inch of his cock into Lindsey's thick ass. Abigail stopped rubbing her clit and inserted her index and middle fingers into her pussy. She fingered herself hard enough to begin moaning loudly. Lindsey gritted her teeth before screaming again.

"OHHHHHHH, YEAH!! I know you wanna fuck my tits! You've proven it with this hard pounding! I was wrong about you. You may look inexperienced, but you have the balls to fuck a woman like me."

Hearing her admit she was wrong was enough to please Antonio until he slowed down to a sudden halt. He groaned as he began to slowly pull his cock out of her ass while pressing his palms against both cheeks. The last thing he wanted to do was squeeze both ass cheeks as he began to pull out. Lindsey began to laugh.

"So just like that, you're done with this ass? See, I knew it. You just wanna fuck my tits."

She was still laughing as he blushed. Abigail joined them with her high-pitched voice, giggling loudly over both of them. Once his cock was free from her booty, Lindsey fell on her chest and rolled around to lay on her back. A wide grin ran across her lips as she moved her hands to her giant breasts and smashed them together.

"I'm not going to deny you this. If you want to fuck these tits, you better get ready."

Antonio wasted no time sitting on Lindsey's stomach. She kept her breasts pressed together until he was sitting firmly in place. As she pulled them apart, Lindsey licked her lips and spit between her boobs. They were bigger than Abigail's impressive rack. He swallowed his breath in preparation for this moment. Antonio knew his cock was about to disappear between the biggest pair of tits he had ever seen. A small tunnel rested down the middle, just wide enough to slide his cock between them. As soon as she felt his sweaty pole slip between her tits, Lindsey squeezed them together.

"Oh, man..."

As he moaned, she locked her eyes on his face and waited for him to begin thrusting.

"Feels good?"

"Yes! Oh my god, these tits are amazing."

"You know what to do with them. Fuck these titties."

Lindsey commanded him before gazing at Abigail. She saw her friend standing behind him, still playing with her clit.

"Hey Abi, I've got a request. Would you mind sitting on my face? I want to taste some pussy while I'm getting tittyfucked."

With a sigh of relief, Abigail smiled.

"Oh, I thought you would never ask."

Antonio bucked his hips to drive his cock between those amazing breasts. He moved at a slow speed while Lindsey was somewhat distracted by her friend. Abigail stepped around the bed until she was facing Antonio. The two exchanged looks as they gazed into each other's eyes. A devious grin across her lips told him to expect a request from her soon enough. Abigail grabbed her own tits and pulled them apart to glance down the middle and see Lindsey's waiting mouth. Biting her lower lip, Abigail purred as she lowered her wet pussy onto her friend's mouth. Lindsey immediately darted her tongue inside. The impact caused Abigail to throw her head back and moan loudly. While the girls were busy with each other, Antonio was feeling the heavenly pleasure of Lindsey's tits squeezed around his dick. He continued to thrust at a slow pace while Abigail watched.

"Fuck her titties, baby. I told you Lindsey had bigger tits than Kate. Do they feel good wrapped around your cock?"

"Oh my god, Abigail. They feel fucking amazing!"

He almost cried in his reply to her. She would have giggled if not for the pleasure she was experiencing with Lindsey's tongue wiggling inside her. This was yet another moment shared between Antonio and Abigail that felt special. He gazed into her eyes as he continued to buck his hips. Every inch of his long cock pumped between Lindsey's perfect tits as he raised his hands and grabbed Abigail's tits. She moaned at the feeling of his touch and placed her warm palms over his wrists, encouraging him to squeeze her breasts. Her hardened nipples poked into his skin. That was a wonderful feeling, but it could not compete with the pleasure he received from Lindsey's tits. Antonio continued to buck his hips while Lindsey's tongue slithered and snaked in Abigail's cunt.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh, god..."

Abigail's high pitch voice was heard loudly as she moaned. She closed her eyes upon feeling Antonio's hands leave her breasts. He wanted to kiss her, but now was not the right time for a touch of tenderness. Scrunching his face up, he groaned as he was now bucking his hips as hard as he possibly could. Antonio did not care anymore. The feeling of Lindsey's breasts trapping his dick was too great. Even though he had yet to fuck Abigail, he was determined to blow his load for this blonde vixen right here, right now.

"Ohhhh, man! Ohhhhhh, fuck!!"

That expression on his face was all too familiar to Abigail. She knew Antonio was holding onto all his inner strength in an effort to hold back from blowing his load. Over and over, he thrust his cock back and forth between Lindsey's breasts. Knowing he was about to explode soon, Abigail licked her lips and spoke.

"Antonio, listen to me!"

She gasped and cried again. Lindsey's efforts to eat her pussy caused Abigail to lose her train of thought for a moment.

"Talk to me, Abigail!"

Their eyes met between soft moans. Antonio was still driving inch after inch of his hard cock between Lindsey's breasts.

"I want you to cum on her face! I want to watch you blast that hot load all over her face!"

After finishing her words, Abigail leaned up and forced Lindsey's tongue to depart from her cunt. She exhaled a deep breath and sat on her knees directly above Lindsey's head. From where Abigail sat, she had the perfect upside-down angle to watch her friend get drenched in cum. Lindsey licked her lips and leaned up to gaze at Antonio's face.

"Give me that cum!"

She pulled her breasts apart to free his cock. Antonio knew to grab his shaft, twisting his fingers around it as he aimed directly at Lindsey's face. She closed her eyes and pressed her lips together. Abigail rubbed her clit with her right hand fingers, eagerly anticipating the moment when he exploded. His face was scrunched up and teeth gritted as his hand jerked his shaft back and forth.

"Ohhhhhhh, FUCK!!"

Antonio screamed as his cock erupted. String after string of cum flew into the air and landed across Lindsey's beautiful face. The first and second strings splattered onto her left cheek. She kept her eyes shut as she felt a sticky wad fall into her closed eyelid. He was panting and groaning as he forced out another wad of his hot load. It fell onto her left breast, unable to reach her face. Abigail sat there and continued to finger herself as she watched him give Lindsey a proper facial. She licked her lips and moaned before speaking in approval.

"Oh my god, that was so hot. I love watching you get blasted, Lindsey. You look hotter than me with cum on your face."

Lindsey sighed as she raised her left hand to wipe her eye.

"Why do guys always have to get me right in the eye? Seriously, this is like the sixth or seventh fucking time now."

Abigail giggled as Lindsey complained. She reached for one of Antonio's arms, prompting him to glance at her.

"Get up, baby! It's my turn now!"

She did not care about the circumstances of his depleted cock. Abigail helped pull Antonio back up on his feet. He stood on the bed for a few seconds until she shoved him down on his back and got on top of him. Her big breasts pressed against his chest as she kissed him passionately. Abigail trailed soft kisses down his neck, chest, and to his cock. She grabbed it and began to twist her fingers around his limp dick.

"Don't worry. I'm gonna get you hard again. Hard as a rock, so I can take this cock for a long ride."

Abigail winked at him as she licked her lips. From where Antonio was lying down, he could see Lindsey leaning up and wiping some of the cum from her face. She licked her fingers clean, swallowing some of his warm seed. Exhaling and moaning, Antonio closed his eyes and rested his head. He could feel Abigail's fingers twisting and pumping his shaft before she shoved it between her lips. She sucked on the head as she kept working her hand back and forth. When she pulled her lips off, a pop sound was heard.

"Mmmmm, that didn't take long. I've got you hard again already."

Before she was done with his cock, she licked the head and slid her tongue all the way down his length. Antonio opened his eyes and gazed at the ceiling as he enjoyed this moment of oral pleasure. 'Mmmmmmm', a muffled moan, was heard from Abigail's voice as she slid his cock into her mouth. She removed all her fingers except her index and thumb to grip his shaft from the base. Lindsey leaned up to watch her friend bob her head up and down. His cock was hardened at full length again, but Abigail did not care. She took her time savoring the taste of his thick pole for her own enjoyment. Lindsey was one of the few friends Abigail had who understood her love for sucking cock. Once she was in the mood, Abigail could not be stopped. She worked her lips up and down, slobbering and sucking on his cock.

"Ohhhhhh, god. I love how you suck it, Abigail."

Antonio moaned. He leaned up in hopes that he could see her face and emerald eyes gazing back at him with his cock in her mouth. Abigail had closed her eyes in deep concentration as she continued to bob her lips up and down for several seconds. When she slowed down, Antonio knew she was about to release his cock from her lovely lips. The pop sound was heard loud and clear. Abigail took a deep breath as she got up and began to straddle him. When he gazed forward, his eyes were met with the view of her curvy figure and her green eyes glaring at him. Abigail smiled innocently as she grabbed his cock and made him think she was about to slide it into her pussy. She turned around, revealing her plump booty, as he was now facing her back. A reverse cowgirl position was the last thing Antonio expected from her.

"You licked me, so now it's my turn to lick you. Get over here, Lindsey. I'm ready to taste you."

Climbing up on the bed, Lindsey kicked her heels off and shoved them off the bed. They hit the floor with a thunderous boom while Abigail gripped Antonio's cock with both hands. She held it upward to easily lower her dripping, wet cunt onto it. He moaned at the warm feeling of her pussy as his shaft slid into that familiar place. Antonio only wished he could look into Abigail's eyes at this moment. It was Lindsey's eyes he met instead. The cum was still stuck to the left side of her face, glimmering in the dimly lit room. She smirked at him while running her right hand through Abigail's dark hair as she guided her face to her wet folds. Abigail pressed her lips onto her friend's pussy and slowly slid her tongue inside. Lindsey bit her lower lip and purred softly as she felt that tongue wiggling inside. Once Abigail had her tongue far enough, she began to roll her hips to move Antonio's cock inside her.

Everything depended on Abigail now to make sure all three of them were receiving pleasure at the same time. Antonio's cock pumped in and out of her tight pussy while her tongue explored one of her closest friends delicious pussy. The moaning voices of Lindsey and Antonio combined to create harmony while singing in a high key. Their voices matched, with his slightly rising above hers in pitch. When their eyes met, Lindsey curved her lips into a smug grin and raised both hands. Antonio was surprised to see her flipping him off with both middle fingers. He did not know why she would give him the double bird, but it made him laugh. Abigail was still rolling her hips to work his cock in and out of her juicy cunt. She slid her hands across Lindsey's lips until she found her booty from behind. Lindsey giggled when she felt those fingertips sinking into her smooth, firm ass.

"Ohhhhh, ohhhhhhhhh yeah! Eat me out, Abi. I love the way you twirl that tongue inside me."

With her left middle finger still raised, Lindsey used it to swipe some of the cum from her face. Antonio moaned as Abigail continued to ride him, and he watched Lindsey shove her fingertip beyond her lips. She licked her finger clean and swallowed his cum. Lindsey flipped him off a second time by withdrawing her middle finger out of her mouth. Antonio closed his eyes and raised his head. Abigail wiggled and twisted her tongue deeper into Lindsey's pussy to find that sweet spot. The blonde vixen gasped and closed her eyes for a moment.

"Ohhhhhhhh, YEAH!! That's it, Abi! Right there!!"

Biting her lower lip, Lindsey muffled her whimpers. Abigail slammed her body down harder, pumping Antonio's shaft deeper in her cunt. He opened his eyes and cried out while slamming his open palms down onto the blankets. No matter how hard he exploded for Lindsey, Antonio felt a surge of cum flowing inside him. Abigail was going to make him cum a second time tonight. He hoped she was working herself up to reach her own climax with him. The thought of being able to share an orgasm with her gave him the motivation to begin bucking his hips upward. He was in love with Abigail, regardless of whether he was ready to admit it to her. Tonight had become about something more than the fun shared with Lindsey. Feelings of passion and love could no longer be ignored.

"Make me cum, Abi! Make me cum!!"

Lindsey gritted her teeth after speaking. She was so close to that sweet release. Abigail continued to roll her hips, still bouncing on Antonio's cock to meet his thrusts. She moved faster and harder to push herself closer to her own orgasm. Muffled moans could be heard in her voice as her tongue was still lodged in Lindsey's cunt. Antonio screamed as he felt his cock exploding inside Abigail's pussy.

"OHHHHHHHH, FUCK!!"

His screams were right on time for Lindsey to begin crying in a high pitch. Her legs shook as the gush of her juices squirted into Abigail's mouth. Some of it leaked, pouring lines down the sides of her lips and neck. Abigail pulled her face away and let out a high-pitched scream of her own.

"YESSS!! YESSSSSSSSSSS!! OHHHH, OHHHHHH, OHHHHHHHHH!!"

Antonio had stopped thrusting inside Abigail after reaching his second climax of the night. She slammed herself down on his cock, allowing him to feel her inner walls tighten around his pulsating shaft. He closed his eyes and embraced the wonderful sensation of sharing an orgasm with her. Lost in feelings of heavenly passion, Antonio was ready to end this night sleeping next to Abigail after that hard climax. She climbed off him, panting and breathing heavily. Lindsey was also trying to catch her breath as they looked at each other.

"That was intense. Oh my god, I haven't cum that hard in months."

Abigail nodded in response to Lindsey before climbing off the bed. The last thing Antonio saw was her thick ass cheeks rubbing together as she stomped to the bathroom. He barely had enough strength left in him to lean forward and drag his body towards the pillows. The time had come to fall into a deep sleep.

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1 DAY LATER

Sunlight glared from the uncovered windows in the bedroom and living room in square patterns. The textures on the black wallpaper were made visible in the excess light. A digital alarm clock sat next to a lamp on the right nightstand. 2:43 PM was readable in the red digital lights by the time Antonio opened his eyes and gazed at the ceiling. His body was sore after last night. He expected to wake up between Abigail and Lindsey with the three of them still in bed, but that was not the case. Antonio found himself alone in bed, with the blankets pulled back to reveal they had left. As he climbed out of bed, he nearly stumbled to the floor as he saw the clock. He overslept and yet still felt exhausted, as if he needed more hours of sleep. Lindsey and Abigail were nowhere to be found in the bedroom. It would not surprise him if Lindsey departed early in the morning while he expected to find Abigail in the living room.

Before venturing off to find her, Antonio wandered into the bathroom. He needed to take a shower to wake up and brush his teeth. Last night was full of events he would never forget. He could not stop thinking about Abigail while washing his slim body in the shower. Fog covered every glass surface and object in the bathroom. He had to wipe the mirror with a towel to see his reflection before brushing his teeth. Now that he was fully awake, Antonio felt better about leaving the bedroom to find her. In the previous days, he was fortunate enough to wake up to coffee in the kitchen and room service ready to deliver breakfast. He was craving a warm cup to soothe his dry throat. After putting on a fresh pair of clean underwear, Antonio stepped out of the bedroom. Silence filled the living room. The television was turned off when it was usually left on as background noise.

"Abigail?"

His voice echoed through the room with no response. Antonio walked into the kitchen to find everything left undisturbed. The coffee machine was turned off completely. Nothing was out of place from how he left it yesterday.

"Abigail!? Where are you, babe? I want to talk to you."

Once again, he was listening to his own voice echo in the distance. She was nowhere to be found in the apartment. When he walked back to the bedroom, Antonio noticed that her bags of clothes and other belongings were missing. She must have spent the morning packing her things to depart with Lindsey. A strange way of leaving without saying goodbye. Antonio fetched his phone out of his clothes piled on the floor to see if there were any text messages or missed calls from her. There was nothing waiting for his eyes to see. He sighed in frustration. None of this made any sense to him--why she would pack up her belongings and depart while he was sound asleep. Did she and Lindsey plan this ahead of time? Was there an emergency at hand? So many questions ran through his mind as he tried to make sense of this situation.

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8 HOURS LATER

The night groaned in the darkness. All the rain and storms had washed away from last night. Vida Guerra stepped out of the yellow taxi to feel a cool breeze of the evening wind blow across her face. Her black leather high heel pumps stomped loudly across the concrete pavement before she shut the door. The storm prevented her from making this journey last night, but nothing could stop her now. Her eyes turned to the neon-lit sign with the words 'Disco Fever'. Clutching her purse over her right shoulder, Vida swallowed her breath as the taxi drove off. Her long brunette hair was fixed behind her shoulders. Red was her choice for lipstick color tonight, matching her fingernail polish. Every curve of her thick, athletic figure was visible in a black one-piece jumpsuit. The outfit lacked shoulder straps, as her cleavage was barely visible from the top. She unzipped her purse, ready to flash her ID and V.I.P. card to the bouncers at the front doors.

With an outfit like this, she could not carry the holster for her gun. It was a brave decision to leave the apartment unarmed. Vida knew she could not bring a firearm into the club anyway. A can of Mace sat on the side of her purse in case she needed to use it. After leaving her apartment, she walked to a hotel and called a taxi. Hopefully, that would be enough to throw off Miguel if he truly was watching her from afar. It was a great risk to show up at the club like this and seek out Antonio. He was her only hope of finding any information that could lead to Steven's whereabouts. The chance of Miguel having spies in the club was something she thought about. Her goal was to meet with Antonio and pull him away from the club in case there were any active bugs hidden in the club's offices. Vida knew what kind of dirty tricks Miguel could get up to since he was a cop.

The music hit her ears with full force inside the club. Synth keys mixed with guitars poured out from the speakers. The DJ was playing new songs with a taste of an old flavor. Vida brushed past several strangers as her eyes wandered around the club. The dance floor was the least of her concerns, as she figured Antonio would not be there. Two men sat at the bar, ordering drinks. The longer she glanced around, Vida could not shake the feeling that she was being watched. It may have simply been a case of paranoia, but she did not enjoy this uneasy feeling. She climbed the staircase leading to the upper level of the floor, where few people were standing around. A young man with curly brown hair and a thick mustache stood near the V.I.P. door. He wore a black suit like many of the security guards in the club, though he did not have the physical appearance of one. He walked towards her, offering a friendly smile.

"Can I help you, Miss?"

Returning the smile, Vida nodded at him. She noticed a gold name pin on the left side of his jacket with the name Pablo.

"Hi there. I'm looking to speak with Antonio Diaz. Is he here tonight?"

"Antonio is here, yes. He's in his office."

"Tell him to come out for some fresh air. Tell him Vida G wants to have a talk with him."

When she said her name, Pablo's eyes became big. He knew who she was. That reaction made her smile to know that there were still some men who knew of her. He nodded before replying.

"Okay, I'll go tell him right now."

Vida smirked as she watched him hurry to the V.I.P. door and enter. It always felt good when someone recognized her by name. As she waited to see Antonio, Vida stood in silence. She adjusted her purse under her shoulder. When the white door opened again, she smiled at a familiar face. Antonio stepped out wearing a white suit with a pink shirt underneath.

"Hey there!"

She waved at him as he smiled back. His style of fashion made him resemble Steven so much.

"Hey, Vida. This is quite a big surprise to see you tonight. I wasn't expecting you to come up and see me."

He reached out to hug her. Vida wrapped an arm around him and pulled him in before kissing him on the left cheek. Antonio blushed before gazing into her eyes. He had the look of a wounded animal. She could tell something was bothering him.

"What's wrong? Are you sad seeing me?"

Her hand caressed his cheek as he shook his head.

"No, it's not that. It's a long story. I've had some stuff going on lately. So what do you want to talk about?"

Vida glanced away from his face to look around. She made sure no one was watching them from behind or close.

"I came to talk to you about your uncle."

Antonio blinked before his eyes became enlarged.

"Steven!?"

"Yes. I want to talk about him."

"Have you heard from him?"

She shook her head before answering back.

"No. I figured you, of all people, would've at least heard from him now. You're like a son to him."

He sighed and looked down at the floor for a moment. When Antonio raised his head, Vida could see the frustration in his face. With another sigh, he spoke.

"It's been four months, almost five now. He just up and disappeared. I'm worried something happened to him. Have you heard anything?"

"No, but I'm worried too. I think something is wrong. Maybe he's running away from something. But I don't know. I wish he was here."

Her words made Antonio think for a moment. The magazine he saw with the mystery man on a date with Kim Kardashian looked so much like Steven. It could have been a coincidence for all he knew, but it was something he could not get out of his head. He was unsure about telling Vida about that. From the way she talked about his uncle, he could feel the passion she had for him.

"Yeah, I know what you mean. I wish I knew where he was. I could really use his help right now."

Vida grabbed his right hand and sighed. She leaned closer to his right ear to speak in a low voice.

"Look, I don't feel safe here. I think someone has been following me lately. We need to talk about Steven, just the two of us together. Do you have a place we can go and get away from here?"

Antonio pulled her away just so she could see him nod.

"Yeah. I can get you a ride to the hotel. I've got the penthouse on the top floor. I'll just have to make some phone calls first to get them to unlock the door for you."

"Don't use my real name. Just in case they write this stuff down or put it in the computer. Tell them my name is Isabella."

Without any thought on the matter, Vida instantly blurted out the first female name she could think of. Antonio nodded at her. He quickly thought of an idea to get her out of the club and to the safety of his home.

"Alright, I can do it. I'm going to go back to my office and write down the hotel address and some other notes. Wait here, and I'll have Pablo bring you the note. As soon as you leave the club, I'll make the call."

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2 HOURS LATER

With the note in hand, Vida departed from Disco Fever and followed Antonio's instructions. The address led to a five-star hotel in the downtown area. Staying true to his word, Antonio made phone calls and arrangements for the staff to let her into his place of residence. The front desk clerk asked if she was Isabella. After a friendly exchange, a supervisor escorted her to the top floor to unlock the door to his penthouse. Vida thanked them and denied any requests for room service. She did not want any wine or other offerings. Inside Antonio's home, she let out a sigh of relief. The note he had given to her had a phone number scribbled on it. Once she was in, Vida texted the number to let him know she had arrived. Antonio called her and said he would be on his way within an hour. That gave her plenty of time to think about how she would approach their conversation.

She dropped her purse to the floor and took off her heels to flex her toes. Vida thought to herself about her plans. She was still unsure how she should confess the truth of the detective who was searching for Steven. This was one of the reasons she preferred to speak with Antonio instead of his father. Tony would catch on to things and demand serious answers. He would likely never trust her again if she confessed to having planted audio bugs on his yacht. She knew how highly Steven thought of Antonio. He had told her more than once that he was like a son to him. If Steven was back in Miami, Vida assumed that Antonio would be the man in the family to know. As she waited in the quiet living room, her phone went off with a text message notification from Antonio. Her heart was racing as she read the message that he was on his way up to the room. When the door opened, she called out to him.

"Antonio, is that you?"

"Yes, it is."

He shut the door and began loosening his jacket. Vida watched him enter the living room as she sat on the couch with her legs crossed. They exchanged looks as he tossed his jacket across a lounge chair.

"You look like you're coming home after a long night."

Antonio blushed at her remark.

"I got off work early tonight just so we could talk. It's been a long time since I've seen you."

"Yes, it has. Did you miss me, Antonio?"

"I did."

"Awwww. I'm glad to know that I left an impression on you."

She grinned smugly as he took his shoes off. Her eyes studied him from the couch, observing his every move. Despite the serious discussion they were about to have, Vida was still checking him out. He joined her on the couch, sitting on the left side across from her.

"You mentioned something about being followed. What's been going on, Vida?"

Shaking her head, Vida sighed.

"I think I've been followed lately, yes. I was hoping you would've heard from Steven by now."

Antonio raised his hands and sighed in frustration.

"I have no idea. As the months pass by, I don't know what to think anymore. Why would he just up and leave like this? It makes no sense. So who's following you? Is it him?"

"No! It's not him, but I wish it was."

Taking a deep breath, she gazed into his eyes.

"I don't know how to explain this, but I wanted to tell you and not your dad. There's this vice cop who has been stalking me."

"A cop?"

"Yes. An undercover vice detective."

Swallowing her breath, Vida became hesitant for a moment. She waited a few seconds before speaking again.

"This cop has been undercover for a long time. He knows Steven killed Carlos."

Antonio blinked his eyes.

"Wh-What!? Say that again? You're saying he killed somebody?"

That reaction frustrated her into a blind rage. Vida rolled her eyes and leaned forward.

"Don't play stupid with me, Antonio. You know what kind of man Steven is. Everyone knows he's the man in your family who gets shit done."

"You're saying he's a murderer, and the cops are on this case. I don't get it. Why would-"

She cut him off, raising her right hand index finger and yelling over his words.

"Stop with that bullshit! Everyone knows that Steven used to be a big player in town. You should be glad he killed Carlos. He took the fucking trash out of your family."

"How do you know about that!?"

Vida laughed at his question in mockery. She lowered her hand and leaned closer to his face.

"Honey, I know a lot. I've been with your uncle for so many years. We've been together off and on for much longer than you think. You're not going to look me in the face and tell me that you never thought about this stuff."

She got up from the couch and stood in front of him. Vida planted her hands on her hips while Antonio sat there with a shocked expression on his face. He had no reason to be stunned by her words. She was not buying that reaction. There was no way he could not sit and think about what his uncle truly did in terms of business. Maybe he did have an illusion of Steven viewed through the tinted lens of rose-colored glasses.

"Sorry if I'm being rude about this, but it's the truth. Steven might be the last gangster in your family. For as long as I've known him, that's been who he is. Look, the cops know he killed Carlos. You've seen it in the news, and now you know who did it. This one cop is obsessed with Steven and wants to take him down so bad. They know he did it, but they don't have good enough evidence to do anything about it."

The magazine came back to Antonio's mind. Maybe that was why Steven was photographed with Kim Kardashian. He knew that his dad was friends with Kim, so maybe that was how it happened. Antonio was now completely convinced that the photo was of his uncle and no one else. It could not be a mistake. He sat there in silence, thinking about the photo, as Vida continued to ramble on.

"This cop is stalking me. His name is Martinez. I've been in interrogation rooms with him. I've been threatened with all kinds of stuff. He took me to a safehouse, where I stayed for weeks. They know that I've been involved with your uncle for years. I'm scared something bad is going to happen to Steven. I'm sorry for telling you this, but you're the only one I can go to."

In deep thought, Antonio wondered if he should tell Vida about the magazine picture he saw and tell her. After what happened to him today, he was unsure. The one thing he was sure of was that Vida would be heartbroken to see Steven in the company of a woman like Kim. His absence at least made sense to Antonio now. If he was running from a police investigation, that explained some things but not all. The more he thought about this situation, a new question came up.

"If he's running from the cops, then why would you want him to come back?"

That question made Vida sigh. She leaned forward to plant her hands on his shoulders. Her face was inches away from his as she gazed into his eyes.

"If Steven doesn't come back and do something about this cop, you'll be next on his list. He's already tried to go after your dad. Why do you think he is stalking me?"

Lifting her hands from his shoulders, she leaned forward and turned her back to him. Antonio closed his eyes to distract himself from the beauty of her legendary ass in the tight jumpsuit. Vida sighed and spoke again.

"Steven would know how to get rid of him. He has always taken care of your family and me."

"You're literally suggesting that he kill a cop."

That comment made her turn around to face him and nod.

"You don't understand this guy. If you were ever alone in a room with him, then maybe you would see what I mean. He ain't gonna stop until he gets what he wants. He made it clear to me that he was going to take down your family if he couldn't get Steven. He tried to go after your father. This isn't the type of guy who gives up. He's a fucking psycho."

Antonio exhaled a deep breath and leaned back on the couch. Her story was a bombshell of information that blew his mind. In Vida's eyes, he could see internal fears that he had never seen in her before. Detective Martinez truly was a monster that Antonio did not want to meet.

"I'll help you find Steven, Vida. But under one condition. You can't talk to my dad about this. If you told him any of this, he would go fucking crazy."

She sat down next to him and grabbed his hand. As she squeezed his fingers, Vida spoke.

"Antonio, listen to me. I came to you because I trust you. I know I can't tell your father about this stuff. With Steven gone, you're the only man I can trust."

"I'm gonna help you find him. It's not going to be easy, but I think I can make some calls and figure something out."

Nodding at him, Vida thought to herself for a moment.

"There's got to be someone who knows where he went. Maybe someone who is helping him went on a trip out of state or even the country. Your father and Steven know a lot of famous people. Way more than I know. I'm sure there's at least one who knows among those Hollywood connections they have."

There was indeed a person who would know. That one person was Kim, of course. He was not going to tell her about that just yet. As she let go of his hand, Vida leaned back and smirked at Antonio.

"You looked upset back in the club. What's been bothering you, honey?"

Her voice changed to a calmer tone as her entire demeanor shifted.

"It's nothing. A little bit of trouble with a girlfriend, I guess you could say."

"Oh, my. You have a girlfriend now!?"

He shook his head at her.

"No, I don't think so. I thought we had something going after last night, but she packed all her clothes and left. She's been ghosting me all day. I keep calling and texting her, and she's ignoring me."

Vida licked her lips and leaned back on the couch. She moved far enough to raise her legs and rest her bare feet in his lap. Her toes moved across his crotch, revealing her freshly painted red toenails that matched her fingers and lips.

"You know, I've been thinking about that time you went up to my apartment and we had some fun by the pool. Do you remember that day, Antonio?"

Her feet rubbed against his crotch. She brushed her left sole across the zipper. His eyes moved from her feet back to her face. She grinned, flashing her perfect teeth at him.

"Yeah, I remember. That day was amazing. I liked it when you called me a good boy."

Giggling at him, she quirked her eyebrows. The sound of her laughter grew louder with each passing second. Her feet continued to rub across his crotch. His cock began to grow, poking forward in his pants.

"You were a good boy that day. You worked hard for me."

Thinking back to that day, Antonio recalled how easily Vida worked him over. He was still fatigued from last night. If he were to engage in any lustful activity with Vida now, she would easily take control of him. That was the way he liked it when it came to a woman like her. Vida continued to rub his crotch with her feet. She pushed her heels together, rubbing back and forth with his bulge in between.

"I'll be a good boy for you again and take my pants off."

She smirked.

"Oh, yeah? Are you going to take all your fucking clothes off for me?"

Her voice shifted again to a more demanding tone. Vida was already in control with her voice alone. Antonio did not reply. He immediately stood up and began to pull his pink shirt over his head. Vida was pleased to see him strip for her.

"I didn't get a chance to tell you earlier how much I love the suit. It looks exactly like something Steven would wear."

He slung the shirt to the floor and unbuttoned his pants. Vida just sat there, legs propped up on the couch, as she watched him strip. He pushed his underwear and pants down at the same time to make it easier to step out of them. Once he was standing naked, Vida got up. She stepped toward him and pressed her hands against his chest. Their eyes met, and then she leaned in for a kiss. Antonio moaned in her mouth as he soon became overwhelmed by an aggressive, passionate kiss. She threw her arms around his neck and slithered her tongue deep into his mouth. This was the first taste she had had of a man in what felt like several months. Her right hand slid down to find his throbbing shaft. Antonio moaned in her mouth as she squeezed her fingers around it. Vida pulled away to break the kiss and grinned deviously.

"So you said something about a girlfriend. I'm glad you're hooking up with girls and living life."

She jerked her hand back and forth, wanking his shaft while staring into his eyes. Antonio braced himself for what was about to come.

"But let's be real. Whoever that girlfriend was, I doubt she can give blowjobs better than me."

Vida's knees hit the floor as she continued to wank his cock. Antonio noticed the bright red polish on her fingernails. She was about to devour him and gorge herself with his cock. His heartbeat began racing as he felt her breath blow across the head. She parted her red lips and shoved his cock between them.

"Ohhhhh, man."

He was already moaning at the feeling of her tongue pushing against his dick from inside her mouth. Vida kept her fingers shoved down at the base of his pole as she began to bob her head up and down. A muffled moan was heard from her voice before she pulled his shaft from her lips with a pop.

"It's been so long since I've tasted something like this."

She kissed the head of his cock while gazing into his eyes. Antonio watched her tongue twirl around the head as she began to pump her hand up and down to jerk him.

"You missed the way I sucked your cock. Admit it."

"Oh, yeah. I was hoping you would find a way to suck me off again."

That was all she needed to hear to push his cock back into her mouth. Vida untwisted her fingers to give herself full access to his entire length. She pressed her palms against his legs and began to bob her head up and down again. His cock pushed further down her throat as she took more of it with ease. Slurping and slobbering noises grew louder as Vida was firmly in control now. Antonio was already thinking about how little time he would last from her oral assault. He felt the head of his cock poke at the back of her throat as she managed to get his entire length down her throat.

"Ohhhhhh, god!!"

His face scrunched up as he yelled. More slobbering and sucking sounds were heard as Vida demonstrated her perfect gag reflexes. Not once did she choke on his length. She pulled her lips back and continued bobbing her head up and down. As Antonio grunted, she slowed down for a moment, only to pick up speed again. He was already hanging on for dear life, praying she would show him mercy and not force him into an orgasm this early into the night. Vida did not care. This quickly became a sloppy, sticky blowjob for her enjoyment. It was up to him to try and withstand her sucking for as long as he possibly could. Over and over, she continued to bob her lips up and down. Drool leaked out of both corners of her lips with a string breaking from the left side.

"Fuck! You suck it so good!!"

Antonio gritted his teeth after crying his words. He could not break her concentration from sucking his cock. Vida pushed it all the way down her throat again. She held the position for five seconds before drawing back. Vida finally withdrew his cock from her lips, with long ropes of saliva dangling back to her lips. She stuck her tongue out while gazing up into his eyes. The strings broke, dangling from her lower lip until she slurped them back up. That look on his face told her all she needed to know. She knew Antonio was having a hard time handling her sloppy sucking. Vida spit a thick wad of saliva onto his shaft and grabbed it with her right hand. Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. That was the sound of her repeatedly slapping the head of his pole across her wet tongue. She let go of his cock when her lips enveloped around the head again and pushed it back in her mouth.

"Oh my fucking god."

His voice became faint cries as Antonio realized Vida was not going to stop sucking him. Maybe it was the taste of his cum that she desired. He knew by this point that she was not going to tell him when she planned on stopping. He began to pant and groan as he gritted his teeth. Vida's eyes burned into his soul as she continued sucking his cock by the inch. As he tensed up, Antonio screamed at the feeling of his cock exploding in her mouth.

"FUCKKKKK!!"

Still gritting his teeth, Antonio closed his eyes, his face squinting. 'Mmmmmmm', muffled moans were heard as Vida milked spurt after spurt of his cum into her mouth. He was out of breath and panting, yet she was still sucking his cock. Vida sucked every last drop of cum from his cock before she finally pulled it out of her mouth. She tilted her head and opened her mouth wide to reveal all of his warm semen squishing around in her mouth. After a moment, she closed her mouth and loudly swallowed it. Antonio saw her throat muscles move. Vida let out an audible 'ahhh' before speaking.

"Delicious fucking cum. I've been craving that for weeks."

"That... that was..."

She cut him off in her speech by talking over him.

"That was what? The best blowjob you've ever had in your life?"

Taking the words right out of his mouth, he did not bother attempting to reply. Vida chuckled a soft laugh as her left hand reached for his balls. She squeezed them and spoke.

"I drained your fucking balls."

Lowering her head, she kissed his nut sack and slathered her tongue across it. Antonio sighed and took a few steps back before falling backward onto the couch. He sat back, out of breath. Vida had yet to strip her jumpsuit from her voluptuous body, and he was already exhausted. As he sat there, she rose up from her knees. Vida turned her back to him and began to slowly pull the jumpsuit off to reveal her tanned skin. She stopped momentarily at her waist, taking extra effort to push the dress down to unveil her legendary ass. It was still marvelous in all its glorious beauty. The thong she wore was lost in the crack of that mighty booty. Vida glanced behind her right shoulder to see the look on his face. Even though Antonio had already seen her ass before, he still had a look of amazement.

"I wish I had more energy for you tonight, Vida. I'll explain tomorrow why I'm so damn tired."

"Oh, honey, you have nothing to worry about. I want you to sit right there so I can ride you like a good boy."

Leaning forward, she pushed her ass out at him and shook her hips. A ripple of movement wobbled across her thick cheeks. Vida slid her hands from her hips and spanked both cheeks. As he gazed at her ass, Antonio grabbed his cock and began wanking himself. She grabbed the ends of the thong, stretching it out to fall to the floor.

"Are you ready for me, Antonio?"

With a devious grin across her face, Vida slowly turned around to reveal the front of her body. His eyes scanned her gorgeous face down to her plump breasts and wet pussy. A small strip of hair was visible above her fresh vulva lips. She saw his fingers wrapped around his cock, stroking it to make sure he was ready for another round.

"I'm ready, Vida. Ride me like there's no tomorrow."

The first thing she did was reach for his arm. Vida pulled his hand away from his dick and replaced the grip with her own fingers. He glanced down and noticed smears of her red lipstick were visible beneath the crown of his pole. She used her left hand to balance herself as she straddled him and bent her knees on both sides. Vida gazed into Antonio's eyes as she hovered her wet opening directly above his cock. She expected his eyes to be focused on her pussy, but instead he was staring at her tits.

"Don't just stare at my tits. Grab them."

His hands grabbed her breasts, squeezing them hard. Antonio moaned at the feeling of her hardened nipples poking into his soft skin. Vida slowly lowered herself down, pushing his cock into her pussy.

"Mmmmmmm, it's been far too long since I've had this."

He squeezed her breasts again as she pressed her hands against his chest and began to roll her hips. Antonio closed his eyes and moaned.

"Oh my god! I can't believe we're doing this again!"

Wasting no time, Vida rolled her hips at first and began to slam herself down on his cock. His body rocked as her thick ass cheeks bounced and shook as she rocked herself on his lap. Antonio gritted his teeth for a moment before letting out a loud moan. He had no chance to take control if he wanted to. Vida had him right where she wanted the young man. An easy one to wrap around her finger and use for her own pleasure. To have a real cock tonight beat any pleasure she could have given herself with her own fingers.

"Ohhhh, ohhhhhh yeah! I'm gonna ride you until I fucking cum!!"

Smacking sounds were heard in the room in a steady rhythm as Vida continued to slam her pussy down onto his cock. His balls clapped against the undersides of her thick ass cheeks. Antonio let go of her breasts to watch them jiggle slightly with each thrust she made. The couch rocked and began shaking from the power of Vida's movement. She was the one fucking him instead of the other way around.

"Yes! Yesssss!! YESSSSSSSSSS!!"

Over and over, she continued to slam her body down on him. Vida did not care about anything else except reaching her climax in this moment. She barred her teeth, flashing them at him as she noticed Antonio's wandering eyes. The look on his face told her how easily she was overwhelming him with her lust. As she slammed down a final time, she raked her fingernails across his chest and began to roll her hips. If anyone were standing behind her, they would have seen her perfect booty twerking. Antonio closed his eyes, enjoying the tight, warm feeling of her pussy. Vida moaned in a panic. She could feel her climax drawing closer the more she rolled her hips.

"I need to cum! I need to do it... RIGHT FUCKING NOW!!"

Her loud voice made him open his eyes. To try and push her closer to that wonderful feeling, Antonio grabbed her breasts and squeezed hard. Vida squealed as she reached the height of her pleasure. He gasped at the feeling of her pussy tightening around his shaft. Vida raised her arms and ran one hand through her long hair as her legs began shaking. The intensity of her orgasm was almost enough to make Antonio cum inside her. He held himself back, grunting loudly.

"Ohhhhhh, yes. This is what I've been wanting."

Vida sounded relieved in the delivery of her words. She took a moment to catch her breath and then began to climb off him. When she noticed the look on his face, she giggled over the fact that he was trying his hardest not to cum inside her.

"It looks like you could cum again before we're done."

She giggled again as his cock slipped out of her wet pussy. The length was covered in her warm, sticky juices. Vida winked at him as she turned around and shook her ass.

"We're not done yet. I can tell from that look on your face that you need to cum again. Since you've been a good boy, I'm gonna give you a treat."

Licking her lips, she turned around to reveal her booty to him. Slightly shaking her hips, she made those thick cheeks rub together.

"How would you like to cum in my ass?"

Those words made his heart beat faster. To be able to fuck her legendary ass to finish this night, Antonio immediately felt a little bit of strength inside him. He did not reply as he got up from the couch. Vida stepped forward and giggled seductively.

"I knew that would get you off the couch. I bet you've been dreaming about getting to pound my ass one day."

Antonio watched her turn to face the couch and lean down. She elevated her huge ass, splitting the crack as he stepped directly behind her.

"This ass is bigger than I remember it."

"Is it really?"

"I think so."

As she pressed her hands into the cushions of the couch, Vida felt his wet shaft pushing up the crack of her booty. Antonio pulled her cheeks apart and found that dark hole. He braced himself by swallowing his breath while pushing the head of his shaft in.

"Mmmmmmmm, yes. I want to feel that cock in my ass."

His left hand slid forward, caressing her smooth skin as he felt the tightness of her booty. His dick disappeared from view as he thrust in. He pushed it all the way in to watch the entire length vanish from his sight. Vida gasped and moaned.

"Ohhhhhh, it's deep in there. I can feel it."

Her voice was almost a whisper. She bit her lower lip and purred soft moans as his hands found a place on both hips. With a moan of pleasure, Antonio began to buck his hips to drive his cock in and out of her amazing booty. His balls clapped against the undersides of her thick cheeks with each full thrust he gave her. Smacking sounds became audible as Antonio was now fucking that ass.

"Tell me how much you love this ass!"

Vida reared her right hand back and spanked her booty to make sure she had his attention. He was still thrusting into her booty as he replied.

"I love it! It feels so fucking good inside!"

Since he was thrusting at a slow pace, Vida felt the need to take charge. She shoved her ass back as she began to roll her hips. Antonio's eyes widened as she began twerking her booty. Her powerful ass boomed against his skin with each full thrust she made. He stopped thrusting and stood there, letting her do all the work now. She threw her ass back with authority, proving who was in control.

"Ohhhhh, yeah! You're gonna cum in my ass! I want you to shoot that hot load right up my ass!!"

Snarling and groaning, Antonio knew he could not hold on for much longer. He tried to brace himself just long enough to enjoy this booty. Vida continued to pump her ass back. His cock was still moving inside when he exploded again.

"Ohhhhh, GOD!! VIDAAAAAA!!

Gritting his teeth, he growled and groaned. His moans had become desperate cries, with little energy left within him. Vida felt spurts of his hot cum fill her booty, but nowhere near the amount that had flooded her mouth. He took a step back and pulled his cock out of her ass. Exhausted and out of breath, Antonio stumbled to the side and collapsed on the couch next to her. Vida laughed as she heard him sigh in exhaustion.

"I hope you enjoyed yourself, I know I did."

She giggled as he closed his eyes.

"You better get up and go to bed, honey. We've got a lot of planning to do tomorrow."

TO BE CONTINUED

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Re: Big Booty Bitches (NEW Chapters 2023!)
« Reply #116 on: September 11, 2023, 07:23:46 AM »
Finally Lindsey Pelas!  Thank you.  And I hope she has an M/F run in the future!  Plus Vida's return, that was amazing!
 
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Re: Big Booty Bitches (NEW Chapters 2023!)
« Reply #117 on: September 12, 2023, 12:55:34 AM »
An excellent chapter @Cadeauxxx. In particular, you did an amazing job characterising Lindsey.  Looks forward to reading what else she gets up to.
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Re: Big Booty Bitches (NEW Chapters 2023!)
« Reply #118 on: September 15, 2023, 08:51:08 PM »
I don't know how you do it. Every chapter gets better and better.

After a long wait, this was better than I expected.

The Kardashian sex dungeon was a real twist that caught me by surprise. That would make a cool spin off if you ever want to. I laughed at the incest hoes joke.

Abigail has to be coming back? She did so much in this story, I think she has to return eventually for Antonio who has the hots for her. She and Lindsey worked him over good, then Vida got the leftovers lol.
 
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Re: Big Booty Bitches (NEW Chapters 2023!)
« Reply #119 on: September 19, 2023, 07:15:44 AM »
Kim & Khloe fem dom!? THANK YOU!!!!!!
 
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