Big Booty Bitches Ch. 32
Starring: Kim Kardashian, Salma Hayek, Jennifer Lopez, Demi Rose Mawby
Codes: MF, Cheating/Affairs, Romance, Oral, Anal, Tit Fuck, Facial, Rim
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.
Thank you to my fans and readers.
Miami, FloridaPalm trees sat still outside with the blazing afternoon heat beginning to make itself unbearable to anyone who didn't have shade close by. A black Mercedes Benz had pulled up into the driveway to an old Coconut Grove home, sitting in a specific spot where an older metallic blue Cadillac used to be parked every morning. Instead, the Cadillac was sitting in a garage close by. Tony had went to the home of his brother Steven to give him something of a welfare check after not hearing from the man in almost a month. He expected Steven to at least call him after the grand re-opening of Disco Fever, but so far there had been nothing from his end. By Tuesday into the new week, Tony had become concerned enough to drop by. Expecting to be face to face with Steven, instead he met with his maid Betty.
"What do you mean he just up and left?"
"He just up and left back on Saturday, that's all."
The old woman answered Tony as they sat on the couch together. It was always a sad case for Tony to visit his brother's home. No matter how many years went by, the walls and interior always looked the same. It made him feel like stepping back into a time portal, going back to older days age had brought needed to change to everyone. Betty sat on the couch, legs crossed in her long blue dress as she smoked a cigarette. The old woman had been Steven's house maid for many years. Long enough to be considered family, though she was kept out of most drama and disputes that involved the Diaz name. Tony knew better than to ask her about any questions regarding family, as he was certain Steven did not involve her in anything regarding his son or ex-wife.
"Did he have any visitors the past month or so?"
"Oh, yes..."
Shortly after replying, she took a drag on her cigarette and blew out the smoke. Tony sat back on the couch, dressed in a button up beige shirt and white pants for the day. His eyes glanced around the living room as the television was on and muted to a channel with a daytime soap opera. Beneath the large flat screen TV was a shelf with various personal photos framed. As he sat there, Betty continued on speaking.
"There was a woman who stopped by at least once a week. Sometimes more than that, I guess depending on the weekend."
"A woman? Who?"
Again, the old woman took a puff of her cigarette before dipping it into the ash tray sitting on the coffee table in front of them. She turned to look at Tony and went on speaking.
"Short, black hair... she speaks Spanish better than most of the other women that have come and gone in this house. I haven't seen her since about last Monday. I wasn't sure why she kept dropping by, so I figured Steven had a new woman in his life."
Hearing that description, Tony dropped his lower lip in complete shock and had to immediately rise up from the couch. He stood there, processing his thoughts as there had to be no other woman to match that description besides Salma. His mind began racing as he tried to understand what had been going on all this time. He glanced back at Betty and spoke up.
"Did she tell you her name?"
Shaking her head, the old woman slid her fingers back around the cigarette from the ash tray. Tony took a deep breath, trying to hold off any emotional outbursts as his mind began to race. Turning back to look at Betty, he had another question for her.
"Did anyone else come by?"
"Yes... I can't remember his name. A black man, real tall and always wearing suits. He was here last week before Steven left."
It was clear to Tony that she was describing Sean, a man Steven had hired for security back at the club before the unfortunate circumstances involving Ramón and Carlos. Sean had worked security at Disco Fever for the entire month before Tony decided to close the club down. After that, he had not heard a word from the man, nor had Tony attempted to contact him. Betty glanced back at Tony and gave him a puzzled look, speaking up once more.
"Why are you searching for Steven? You never visit his home. This is the first time I've seen you in what feels like years."
Ignoring her words all together, Tony thought to himself for a moment. He had much to go over in his thoughts, knowing that Steven had left right after the club re-opened and Salma had been visiting him. Grabbing his jacket, Tony didn't waste anymore of his time in his brother's home. He marched to the front door and dashed out. Rushing to his car, Tony opened the driver's door and grabbed his phone as he sat down. Was Salma having an affair with Steven for the past month? That was a question that probably shouldn't have mattered to Tony after his romantic weekend with Jennifer Lopez, but it still shook him to his core deep down. He desperately attempted to reach Salma over the phone, knowing they had not spoken in so long, maybe Tony had a true answer for that now.
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Los Angeles, CaliforniaRays of light cast out of the windows with no shades to cover them during the afternoon. If not for the air conditioner running between hours, the heat would've been enough to create a dreadful temperature from within the bedroom. Clothes were scattered over the floor, a black pinstripe suit discarded down to a pair of men's underwear and a new pair of matching black shoes. Soft moans were audible from the voice of a man, laying over the sheets as he gazed up at the towering goddess of a woman who had found her way on top. Kim Kardashian licked her lips and ran her right hand through her long jet black hair as she gazed down at Sean. Soon her hands were pushing down over his dark skin, roaming up his muscular stomach as they made eye contact only briefly. Kim closed her eyes and moaned.
"Ohhhhh, fuck! That's the way I like it!"
Her voice called out almost in a whisper. This was far from the first time Sean had experienced what a smoldering goddess Kim was in the bedroom, but it had been a long time. Since returning to L.A. they had been making up for lost time together. As part of one of her many bodyguards, he enjoyed the privilege of having naughty fun with her when she demanded it. Everyone who associated themselves within the Kardashian inner circle had been aware of Kim and Kanye's marriage as a rocky situation. Some friends of hers had went as far as to joke about it in private, but Kim did not care. She did what she wanted to do and there was nothing he could do about it. Eventually they would likely divorce and then Kim would have many men in her contact list to choose from, whether she wanted a relationship or a quick fuck.
Before he took off to Miami for a vacation, this was the life Sean enjoyed more than anything else. Working security and later becoming a personal fixer for Kim Kardashian kept his bank account loaded enough to enjoy luxuries in life when his long black snake wasn't shoved into one of her holes. As he gazed up at her, he brought his hands over her large tits and gave them an ample squeeze. Kim's erect nipples poking up into the palms of his hands. She didn't stop her body movement. Over and over, rolling her hips and pushing herself down to force that cock in and out of her tight cunt. Having the honor of sleeping next to Kim in her bed, Sean couldn't have guessed she would awaken with such a lustful hunger to begin the day, but he wasn't about to complain.
"Oh god! God damn it!"
Sean grunted and screamed his words as Kim began to softly laugh. Her voice was low, chuckling between the sound of their breathing. She had this man right where she wanted him, begging at her mercy as she continued to ride his big black cock. Her long black hair sway and waved in various directions, occasionally moving into her face that caused her to swipe it aside with one hand. Leaning forward, Kim gazed down into Sean's eyes and then formed a smug grin across her pink lips before biting down on them.
"Mmmmmmmm, you like that, baby? Want more?"
Her voice called out to him with a higher pitch as Kim was infamous for a distinctive tone. Sean exhaled deeply, moving his hands to her hips and now watching her tits begin to swing and bounce around as Kim continued to thrust herself down on him. His cock still pumping into her cunt as she moved faster. Riding him harder now, Kim closed her eyes and raked her nails upward over his chest. Not stopping whatsoever, she continued as her climax had drawn closer and closer with each passing second. Sean grunted, trying to hold himself back as Kim began to wail aloud.
"OHHHHHHHHH.... FUCK!!!"
As she screamed, he moved his hands down her hips, gripping those phat ass cheeks between his fingers for a tight squeeze. The feeling of her inner walls tightening up and then warm juices covering his cock from within had caused him to begin crying out. He was desperate to hold off his own own orgasm, wanting another round with her. Kim had opened her eyes, gazing down at him to witness that expression of constrain across his face. She bit down on her lower lip, teasing him as she got up and allowed Sean a bit of mercy by pulling his rod from her leaking pussy. Kim immediately stood up on her knees and turned her back to him. When Sean leaned up, he witnessed her giant thick ass, both cheeks smacking together lightly as Kim crawled off the bed and onto the floor below.
"Want more?"
Kim called out to him while glancing at the side of the bed from her left side. She flashed Sean a grin with her teeth visible, then winking at him as she crawled again over the floor, stomping the palms of her hands down into the carpet while he got up from the bed and soon stood behind her. Kim knew how to play a tease in such a way that Sean would get up and follow her every move. He stepped his feet onto the floor, moving right behind her and attempting to grab her attention with the reach of his hand over her plump ass. Kim moaned as he squeezed her rump, then pulled his hand back to give it a quick spank. She moaned again, teasing him with another question.
"You want this ass, baby?"
Shaking it slowly, Kim shoved her ass against Sean from behind. For a moment, he witnessed his cock below rubbing up against one of her cheeks. He ran his hand down the small of her back while gripping his shaft with the other hand. Sean moved his cock up the crack of Kim's massive booty while speaking aloud.
"Face down, ass up, baby. That's the way we like to do it when I'm fucking this ass."
"No, that's the way you like to do it."
Despite her choice of words, Kim still moved into the position he wanted. The right side of her face rest against the carpet floor as she gazed up at him from the corner of her left eye and shoved her titanic sized ass up for him. Sean watched his long black cock rise upward with her ass, lodged between the crack before popping out. As he gripped it to shove back in, Kim began to roll her hips and force her phat firm cheeks to bounce slightly. His long shaft moved along with it, swaying to the left and right, preventing her ass cheeks from clapping together. Sean simply stood there, smiling to himself as he witnessed this act of teasing. As Kim continued to shake her ass, she moaned desperately.
"Mmmmmmmm, you know what I want... and I know what you want."
Still watching his cock bounce left and right from the movements of her ass, Sean finally exhaled deeply and then gripped his pole. Kim stopped shaking her buttocks when she no longer felt his dick over her skin. Sean shoved his cock, head-forward down the crack and found her dark entryway with ease. He could see Kim biting down onto her lower lip as he slipped it in.
"Ohhhhhhhh, yes..."
He moaned, calling out to her as his cock slid with ease into the ass of Kim Kardashian. Sean was forced to take another deep breath as he watched inch after inch of his thick black shaft disappear into her huge ass. Kim began to softly giggle, slowly curving her lips into a grin.
"What better way than to start the day off like this?"
She spoke aloud, calling to him with a level of pride in her voice. Sean couldn't prevent himself from grunting as he began to slowly thrust his long shaft into what he believed to be the most worthy of asses in the world. Moving his left hand to caress across her skin, he squeezed her left ass cheek while using the right hand to deliver a quick spank. Kim adjusted herself over the floor, moving her head slightly and flexing her arms across the carpet near Sean's pile of clothes that had been discarded earlier. It was almost funny to him to get all dressed up early in the morning only to take it off a few hours later upon meeting with her to begin the day. If Kim favored you well enough to have affairs, you learned quick how she preferred to get it on before the afternoon hours.
No words were spoken between their breathing back and forth. Sean gripped her thick hips and began to buck his hips hard into a fast pace. Kim bit down on her lower lip, feeling every inch of his long dark shaft pounding into her phat rump. Her breasts shook, swaying left and right underneath while her powerful ass cheeks boomed each time their bodies hit together. As their bodies smacked together, Sean's moans became louder than hers, knowing that this was the end of their lustful morning and soon he would be blowing his load within seconds. He didn't want it to end, but at the same time didn't know how to stop himself from chasing every last second of pure ecstasy felt when ramming his cock into Kim's ass. Grunting, Sean slowed down slightly.
"Oh god! Ohhhh, god... DAMN!!"
Kim knew when he screamed like that, the man was close to his breaking point.
"Are you gonna cum, Sean? Is that what you're yelling about? Mmmmmm, wanna shoot that hot fucking load right up my ass? Or maybe you wanna give me an excuse to jump in the shower by cumming all over me? Is that it? Wanna make a mess outta me?"
Stepping back, he grunted again as he began to pull his shaft from her ass. Kim smirked to herself. This was too easy for her, knowing how to play this man for every desire he had with her buxom thick body. He stepped back after pulling his shaft from her ass and Kim immediately leaned up. She sat on her knees, turning around to face him and wrapping her slender fingers around that big black cock. Sean gazed down into her large brown eyes, watching her slide the head of his dick between her puffy lips, wasting no time to go from ass to mouth. Kim ran her hands down to her breasts, pushing her palms against her nipples and squeezing them as she began to bob her head up and down his cock. 'Mmm, mmm, mmm', muffled moans were audible from her lips.
Sean stood there and watched her, not interfering with Kim's control whatsoever. He knew better, as Kim would easily devour his dark meat stick as she had done so many times before. Closing her eyes, she continued to suck him, inch by inch. Opening her eyes, Kim glared at him while shoving her lips back up at the head. She released it with a popping noise and then exhaled, gritting her teeth and pushing her lips out to kiss the head. Her tongue parted out of her mouth, twirling around the head and then Kim went back down on it after this small act of teasing. As Kim began to slowly slobber all over Sean's shaft once more, Sean was forced to start breathing heavily. He was so close to blowing his load now, but the sound of his phone loudly ringing from within his jacket on the floor had distracted him.
"Shit! Not now!"
Frustrated at the sound of the phone ringing, Sean let out a grunt but Kim didn't allow the sudden noise to draw her attention away from his delicious black pole. Her hands had moved over her tits. Eyes still glaring up at his face, Kim released his cock from her lips with a popping sound and brought her tits up. Sean had glanced beyond her, looking at his jacket on the floor as he felt her firm soft tits squeezing around his cock. Kim didn't wait as she began to pump her tits up and down over his long black shaft.
"Oh, stop! Let's finish and then you can call back whoever that is!"
Again, Kim wasn't going to show him mercy. Distracted or not, she didn't stop. Squeezing her breasts around his cock, it was completely hidden between them until she shoved herself down and forced his dick to move up. Kim let out a moan, gazing down at his his long black cock and flicking her tongue over the head. The phone continued to ring loudly to the point it was now aggravating Sean. His attention easily diverted, not wanting to hear any noise in the background. He began to grunt, glancing down at Kim to see her devious smile as she continued to pump her tits up and down over his cock. Sean began to cry out to her.
"Ohhhhh god.... ohhhhh fuck..."
"Mmmmm, cum for me! Cum for me!"
Kim licked her lips, never moving her eyes away from her face as she continued to work her tits up and down. Sean grunted, gritting his teeth and then letting out a snarl as he tried to hold himself off from this built up orgasm. All while the phone continued to loudly ring.
"Cum for me! All over my face! All over my tits! Mmmmm, make me a mess on me. Cum for me, baby!"
Her voice called out to him in that same high pitch tone that only Kim could do it. When Sean grunted again and began to scream, that was when she knew to stop. Letting go of her breasts, Kim immediately wrapped her right hand fingers around his cock and aimed it forward. She gazed at the head of his cock only for a moment to witness the initial burst of his creamy seed in flashes of milliseconds before it splattered across her forehead.
"OHHHHHHH, OHHHHHHHH YEAH!"
As Sean moaned aloud, Kim gasped upon feeling his warm cum splash over her skin. She didn't close her eyes, still wanking his cock up and down to force spurt after spurt of his cum out and across her skin. A thick string slathered across the right cheek of her face, dripping down to her tits. Kim aimed his cock down and used her free hand to wrap around her tits. All Sean could do was stand there and watch as she forced the rest of his cum out by the touch of her hand, glazing her busty chest in his white seed. Kim's big brown eyes gazed up at him, listening to him pant and moan as his cock was nearly empty of all the cum he had left for her. His phone had finally quit ringing, but that didn't matter now as Kim had completely capture his attention. Now the man stood, looking at her cum covered face and the glistening mess down over her tits. Kim smiled, flashing her teeth.
"Now I really need to get in the shower, but I'm not complaining."
Reaching for his cock one last time, Kim kissed the head before she began to rise up from the floor. She stomped her way to the bathroom, leaving him there to finally tend to the phone that had been ringing. Sean grabbed his jacket off the floor, reaching into the pocket and clutching his smartphone. As he activated the touch screen, he couldn't help but sigh at seeing who had called. Steven Diaz was the name glaring back at him over the screen. What could he want at this time of the day? Rolling his eyes, Sean tossed the phone onto Kim's bed and then grabbed his underwear. He wasn't in a hurry to call his friend back, at least not before he put his clothes back on and had left Kim's mansion.
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1 HOUR LATER
Light wind blew, but not powerful enough to rustle any of the trees outside with a familiar heat of the afternoon pouring on. Standing outside on the balcony of a luxury condo, Steven Diaz found himself gazing down at the crashing waves onto the sandy beach shore below in the distance. The sound of seagulls was a soft reminder of life back home, though times had changed. The wind blew again, slightly going through his now longer brown hair. A few grey hairs were visible in the exceeded length that went past his ears. His face was recently clean shaved, as he still made the effort to look respectable though his mental state was of a burnt out shell of a man. Over his body, he wore a button up white shirt and black pants down below. Back inside the condo, he had his jacket and shoes discarded inside along with his phone after making a few calls across town.
Steven had to get away from Miami after two months of sinking himself into what was beginning to feel like an indefinite decline. He had a month to feel pity for himself over Maria's death and a much needed break from the night club he managed. It wasn't until he finally had the opportunity to meet Carlos face to face and put a bullet in his head did Steven expect to feel a sense of relief. Too little, too late. Avenging Maria was only one side of it. Deep down, Steven regretted not killing Carlos sooner. Perhaps if he had done it years ago, Ramón would still be alive and walked a better path. He had spent years trying not to go back to the life he knew within the underworld of which he grew up alongside his father. Steven made attempts to put his demons to rest, but every time he felt he had an exit, something pulled him back in.
After killing Carlos, Steven had returned home like nothing had happened whatsoever. He expected Tony to have a problem with his decision and prepared himself for a series of pointless arguments with his older brother. To his surprise, they did not speak about it at all. Steven didn't attend the funeral, just as he didn't force himself to sit through Ramón's service. Instead, he found himself alone with too mcuh time on his hands at home. When he finally did speak to Tony, it was only through phone calls regarding the future of Disco Fever and an offer of resignation from his manager duties. Steven was happy to give up his job at the club, at least for a brief bit of time as Tony thought it would be. It wasn't until the news of re-opening did he realize that during his time alone, he should've left town when no one would've noticed.
"There you are!"
The voice of Salma Hayek had called out to him from behind. Steven ended his day dream of gazing down at the beach as he turned to witness the short woman standing in the doorway of the balcony. Salma wore a simple short-sleeved white top shirt and a pair of yellow yoga shorts down below. She crossed her arms over her chest and spoke to him once more.
"Your brother is blowing up my phone. He thinks we both ran off to have an affair behind his back."
Steven glanced back at Salma but with no reaction across his face at hearing this news. There had been some truth in an accusation of an affair. He couldn't deny the fact that Salma had kept him relatively sane for the past month and they indulged in acts of intimacy. But that was none of Tony's business, at least Steven thought to himself.
"What did you tell him?"
"I haven't talked to him yet. He keeps calling over and over. Now he's leaving long winding text messages."
She turned her back to him, walking back into her bedroom. Steven left the balcony, following Salma back in as she continued to speak.
'I don't really wanna speak to him. Has he called you yet?"
"I wouldn't know. I ditched my old phone after I got here and only wrote down a few contacts. The only ones I think were worth keeping."
Coming to a stop, Salma turned around and looked at Steven but did not reply to his words. The expression on her face said it all, as she appeared to be quietly infuriated. In the bathroom, her phone was heard vibrating against the sink.
"I'm sure that's another text message I'm not in the mood to read."
"You want me to call him and tell him to knock it off?"
Salma shook her head and replied.
"No, it's not worth your time. I know you came here to get away from him. I'll talk with him myself later."
Stepping towards him, she looked up into Steven's eyes and moved her hands over his chest. For a moment, they had looked back at each other before he leaned down to softly kiss her lips. Steven cupped her face in his hands, turning the kiss into one of bitter tenderness. There was good reason for Tony to be upset, as an affair had been ongoing behind his back in a short amount of time. Steven felt he needed Salma's company after she had went as far to supply him with Carlos' location over a month ago so he could put an end to that chapter in his life. Little did he know what truly prompted her to approach him with those details, but in time, Steven learned as he listened to Salma's grievances. He felt no shame locking lips with the woman who his brother loved.
Upon breaking the kiss, he moved his lips to her neck and listened to her softly moan. The truth of the matter was that Steven did not get on a plane and fly to L.A. to be with Salma. He had other plans that involved his friend Sean. During his sabbatical, Steven had received a number of visits from Sean and they often had drinks while discussing situations in life. Sean had told him that he would be leaving Miami to go work for Kim Kardashian again who had been his boss when the two had first crossed paths some time ago. Outside of that one incident that cast him as a pawn in one of Kim's games, it had been many years since Steven last did any work for her. Sean offered Steven a way out through his connection to Kim. Upon arriving in L.A. and meeting with Salma, he had to confess to her that he did not come to L.A. to chase a relationship with her.
Pulling his lips away from her neck, Steven expected Salma to say something but she didn't. Instead, she pushed her lips back to his and again they locked lips for another tender kiss. Her warm hands were felt at the back of his neck, pulling him closer as she sat down at the edge of the bed. He had nearly fallen atop of her before the kiss finally came to an abrupt end. Salma's eyes glared back at him and all Steven could do was smile back at her. Before he had realized it, her hands were unbuttoning his shirt to reveal his muscular stomach. He took the shirt off, discarding it to the floor and then unbuttoning his pants. Salma threw her shirt over her head and removed it, revealing her busty breasts encased in a black bra. While he tugged his pants and underwear down to the floor, she quickly removed her shorts for Steven to witness a black matching thong. It came off her body before the bra. She grinned at him, noticing his eyes trailing down at her glistening wet cunt with a small strip of hair above.
"You know, we really shouldn't be doing this again."
Steven spoke before chuckling. Salma glanced up at him, giving the man a devious smirk as she undid the straps of her bra and slowly pulled it away. She spoke, right as he became distracted by the sight below of her large tits.
"True, but it's not gonna hurt us. Besides, I wouldn't mind getting a little fired up before I call your brother and tell him for the final time how much he disgusts me. No offense, but he's soft. A kind hearted man, but soft. I should've realized sooner you were the one with the balls in the family, not him."
She tossed the bra down to the floor and then leaned up, bringing her hands down below to grip his semi-hard cock. Steven knew he should've felt some regret for what they had been doing the past few weeks, but those feelings were numb inside of him. He stepped forward, allowing Salma to stroke his cock back and forth with both hands. From where she was seated at the edge of the bed made it easier for her to lean down and lick the head down the underside of his shaft while shoving her hand down to the base. She removed her left hand, bringing it down to tickle his balls below before rubbing them with her fingertips. Parting her lips, she slid his shaft into her mouth and then Steven let out a moan. He placed his right hand on the back of her head, encouraging Salma to suck him.
"That's it, babe. Go ahead, suck it..."
Encouraging her with his words, Steven pushed her head down slightly. Salma moaned against his cock, devouring more of it before she moved her hands away and instead used them to press against his legs. Within seconds, she was bobbing her head up and down as she sucked his length. Steven moaned, moving his hand out of her hair to allow Salma full control and concentration with sucking his cock. Her big brown eyes gazed up at him as she pulled her lips back to the head and released it with an audible popping sound. Salma flicked her tongue over the head and softly spoke.
"You like that?"
"Yeah, keep sucking it babe."
Salma went back down on his cock, pushing her lips up and down as she began to moan and generate noises from within her mouth. 'Mmm, mmm, mmm', going slow at first, she soon picked up the pace to shove her lips all the way down to the base of his cock. Steven could hear her gag, choking on his length to prompt him to place his hand on the back of her head. He took control, pulling her hair to raise her lips back up. Gripping her long dark locks between her fingers, Steven began to thrust his cock into her mouth. Salma closed her eyes, sucking inch after inch as he fed it into her mouth. He pushed her lips all the way down again, watching as her eyes opened and she looked up at him before he pulled back to release his cock from her mouth. 'Ahhh!' Salma exhaled, taking a deep breath as the saliva strings broke from her mouth back to his shiny cock.
"Get up on the bed, babe."
Steven ordered her while moving his right hand down to playfully grab at her left breast and squeeze it. Salma let out a moan, his fingers moving down to her nipple which he gave a subtle squeeze to. She knew what he wanted, gazing up at his eyes and nodding her head. When he moved his hands away from her, she pushed down on the bed and proceeded to slide herself back across the white sheets.
"Come on, you wanna fuck my big tetas? Then you best get over here right now..."
Her voice called out to him in a low tone, striking with her sexy accent. Steven wasted no time climbing onto the bed and moving to where Salma was laying down. He sat on her stomach, straddling it while she moved her hands over her large breasts and pushed them together to tease the man. Gripping his shaft, Steven began by rubbing the head of his shaft over her right nipple to tease her in return. Salma bit down on her lower lip, exhaling before he moved his cock over to the other nipple.
"You know how to keep a man happy. Did my brother ever tell you that?"
Tap. Tap. Tap. The sound of Steven's cock thumping down across her left nipple echoed through the room. Salma let out a moan, not answering his pointless question. When he moved his cock from her breast, she finally pulled her tits apart to offer him a passageway right down the middle. Once his cock was there, Salma closed her tits together with the head poking out. Steven didn't hesitate to begin bucking his hips to drive his cock back and forth between her tits. He let out a moan, calling to her.
"Just like that!"
Salma gasped, soon speaking up as she held her tits together.
"Yes, jus' like dat!"
Her accent came out in her low tone of voice, slightly slurring her speech. Steven went fast, pumping his cock back and forth between her tits. He watched the head poke up with each full thrust as Salma soon parted her lips and darted her tongue out to flick across it. Glancing beyond his shoulder, he bit down on his lower lip while making a quick decision to tease her a bit further. He moved his right hand from behind and ran it down to her wet vulva lips. Listening to the woman gasp and then let out a sharp moan as he played with her pussy was quite rewarding.
"Ohhhhh!!"
Gazing back down to look at her face, Steven noticed the expression of pleasure Salma carried. He continued to buck his hips, fucking her tits while also simultaneously fingering her. She pouted, letting out more moans as he didn't stop. By now he had sank his index finger into her pussy, slowly wiggling it as he dug inside of her. For the time being, the Mexican goddess was overwhelmed in a fury of lust with the feeling of a cock thrusting between her tits and to now be fingered at the same time. Salma closed her eyes and bit down on her lower lip before letting out a load moan. She glared at him and screamed.
"If you're gonna tease me like that, you better fuck me!"
"Don't worry, I was going to!"
Coming to a halt, Steven pulled his cock from her tits and quickly got up from Salma's chest. Moving over the bed, he began to lay down on his back as she rolled atop of him. Wrapping their arms around each other, the two had almost become in laws were now rolling along the bed while kissing. Steven wanted to at least feel her breasts pushed up against his chest, all while his cock was brushing between her thighs. With one final roll, Salma found herself on top. She reached down to grab his cock tightly, pushing it inside of her and then letting out a sigh of relief. Leaning up, she pushed her hands down over her chest and then Steven moved his own hands to her hips. He began to thrust forward, bucking his hips to drive his cock into her tight pussy. Salma gasped as he had caught her slightly off guard.
"Ohhhh, FUCK!! STEVEN!!"
Screaming to him, Salma grunted. her breasts began to bounce, swaying left and right as Steven gripped her hips and continued to pound his cock forward into that juicy pussy. She raked her fingernails down across his chest, her hair swaying in various directions as she leaned down and looked into his eyes.
"Fuck me! Yesssss, fuck me!!"
Focusing on the sight of her great big boobs bouncing in front of him, Steven groaned and quickly moved his hands off her hips, now latching onto her breasts that he squeezed hard. Salma moaned again, dropping her lower lip and leaning slightly forward to the point she was almost atop of him. Knees bent into the bed on both sides, she pushed her hands down into his chest and tilted her head up.
"OHHHHH, OHHHHHH, OHHHHHHHHH YESSSSSSSS!!"
Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. His balls slapped against the undersides of her phat ass cheeks from underneath. Salma gritted her teeth, growling out a moan as Steven did not slow down whatsoever. He gave her every inch of his long thick shaft, pumping into her at a fast pace. From this rate, she knew there wouldn't be much time for her to enjoy this. Not with the passing seconds already pushing her closer and closer to a climax. Salma screamed to him again, pounding her hands on his stomach.
"YESSS, YESSSSSS, YESSSSSS!! I WANT MORE!! MOREEEE!!"
Steven's eyes gazed up at her only for a second, as she didn't have time to study the look of hunger in his eyes. He moved his hands away from her tits and instead pushed her. He quickly leaned up and now changed the position as Salma fell onto her back into the bed sheets. She spread her legs out, dangling her feet into the air and curling up her toes as he was now atop of her. Salma yelped before Steven pushed his lips to hers and darted his tongue into her mouth. Throwing her arms around his back, her fingernails scraped into his skin as he began to thrust his cock into her once more. Together as one, indulging in their lust for one another, the sound of moans and breathing were audible through the room with the bed beginning to shake lightly. Steven broke the kiss, groaning out.
"OHHHHHHHHH, FUCK!! You are so fucking-"
"THAT'S IT, THAT'S IT, DON'T STOP NOW!! DON'T YOU FUCKIN' STOP!!"
Salma's voice had cut off his speech as she looked into his eyes. Her tits pushed against his chest as she was now feeling every inch of his cock pounding into her pussy. Steven grunted, soon feeling her hands over his back again. With another hard thrust, her fingernails scraped into his back again, breaking the skin.
"OHHHHHHH, FUCK!"
The stinging feel of lines down his back weren't enough to distract him from the pleasure of having his cock inside of her. Steven grunted as Salma began to whimper and cry out to him.
"YESSS, YESSSSS, OHHHH GOD! THAT'S IT, RIGHT THERE!!"
With one final thrust, he felt the sudden burst of her climax from within. Salma gasped, eyes widening as she whimpered out at the feeling of her orgasm. Rather than experiencing it with her, Steven had to hold himself back from releasing inside her. He pushed down on the bed and quickly began to rise off her, pulling his cock from her pussy and witnessing a light burst, her juices flooding down her thighs. Standing by the bed, he snapped his fingers at her and then clapped his hands to make sure he had her complete attention.
"Get up, babe! We ain't done yet!"
Rolling her head to the side, Salma took one look at Steven. She didn't enjoy having a man snap his fingers at her, but she did as he requested. Leaning up as she was still recovering from her climax, breathing heavily, Salma glared at him and yelled.
"How do you want me!?"
"On all fours. Right there on the fucking bed!"
His voice boomed loudly in the room as Steven was establishing himself in absolute control. Salma sat on the bed, moving into position and her head facing the headboard but Steven soon grabbed at her shoulder and moved her properly. She let out a frustrated sigh which was met by his free hand spanking her ass. Salma bit down on her lower lip, growling and now crawling onto the bed as he climbed up behind her. As her knees and palms sunk down into the white sheets below, Salma felt his cock pushing up the crack of her ass.
"Are you gonna fuck my ass, Steven!?"
"Yeah, one last time before I cum."
After speaking, he immediately smacked that phat ass with the palm of his right hand. The smack echoed through the room as Salma moaned. He teased her by rubbing his cock up and down the crack of her booty and then finally shoving it at her dark little hole. Salma grunted, growling out to him.
"Yeah, there you go! Do it! Fuck my ass!!"
Steven responded again by smacking her ass with his hand. He then gripped her left shoulder with one hand, holding her in place as he thrust his cock up her rump. Steven gasped upon the feeling and then used his other hand to reach for her hair, snatching up her long black locks.
"We didn't get to do this back in Miami, you know? You wanted it up the ass huh, babe?"
"Yeah!!"
Salma screamed and then Steven pulled at her hair as he began to thrust his cock back and forth into her ass. His eyes fixated down below watching the action.
"You want me to cum in this ass, huh? Is that what you want, Salma!?"
Snatching at her hair again, he continued to pump his cock into her ass. Salma moaned, gritting her teeth again to growl in her accent. Down below her fingernails raked at the bed sheets as she gripped it.
"No! No!! I want you to fill my mouth with cum instead!"
"Ohhhhh, yeah? Mind telling me why?"
Salma growled again. She could feel his hand pulling at her hair still while every inch of his thick shaft pumped into her ass. She bit down on her lower lip and then replied after passing seconds.
"I'm gonna swallow your fuckin' load and then...THEN I'm gonna call dat soft brother of yours and tell him how much I'm fuckin' done wit him!"
Her words alone in that amazing accent to slightly slur her speech in anger was almost more than enough to make Steven blow his load right there deep in her ass. The thought of his cum having been in her mouth shortly before she was to call Tony was He grunted and let go of her shoulder and hair, stepping back to quickly pull his cock out of her ass. Salma didn't have to be told what to do now, as she turned to face him, dropping down on her knees in front of the man. Steven fed his cock directly into her mouth, gazing into her big brown eyes. Salma began to suck, bobbing her head up and down his fat cock while Steven was now panting and breathing heavily.
"That's it! FUCK!!"
Gritting his teeth, he let out a hard grunt as she didn't have to put much effort to make him cum. As Steven breathed in and grunted, Salma forced his cock to explode from within her mouth. Her eyes never left his, watching his facial muscles move as he had curled his face up. As the seconds continued to pass, she milked his cock and swallowed down every spurt of cum. When he had nothing left to give her, Salma released his rod from her mouth and wiped her lips with her hand. They were now finished with one another. Steven slowly caught his breath as he got up from the bed and went to put his clothes back on. Salma walked her way into the bathroom and then his cellphone went off ringing. For the time being, Steven ignored the phone but could've easily guessed who it was. Unlike Salma, he didn't have a family member calling over old business.
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10 HOURS LATER
Parting in a farewell to Salma Hayek and leaving his old life behind was something Steven would've expected to feel sad about had someone told him this was the choice he would make a year ago. Back then, he couldn't have predicted to be in a moment like this from the pitch black of night in a city he only knew by frequent visits. After a few short talks with Sean over the phone, Steven was given a call by Kim herself and instructed to meet her at a specific parking lot across town no latter than 11 PM. The choice of Kim's meeting was in the back lot of an abandoned shopping mall in West Adams. Steven wasn't sure what kind of place this part of town was, but nevertheless, he found the spot. Arriving early, he stood around the empty parking lot and listened to the ambience of the night. Slight winds, cars coming and going and the sound of voices in the distance.
Kim had her own operation behind closed doors, something Steven was quite familiar with in previous years when he had done work for her. At the rise of her fame, she had become good friends with his brother back in Miami. From there, he was offered work from time to time that involved a handful of large quantity drug deals behind the scenes and blackmail. As the years went by, it seemed Kim always had her fingers deep in dirty business that helped funnel money into the numerous businesses of the Kardashian empire. Perhaps it was degrading to become one of the many trigger men working behind the scenes for her, but at least for the time being, Steven felt it was better than life back home. He figured Kim would get his foot in the door for some quick cash, at least then until he figured out what to do.
From the distance, his eyes spotted the glaring lights of a dark vehicle, followed by a second and then a third as they turned into the parking lot. This must have been Kim's arrival, Steven considered in his thoughts. The three cars pulled up, blinding him in an array of bright headlights as Steven stood there in his black suit. He raised his hand up, only in a desperate attempt to block the lights. As the cars came to a stop, the engine to the middle one had shut off, but the lights remained on. The back left side passenger door opened and then Steven could see a female figure stepping out. There was no mistaking this woman for someone else. Kim Kardashian glared back at him with a smug grin. Her long black hair split down the middle and a black jacket covering what was a white shirt underneath and then a pair of black latex pants hugging every curve of her thick body.
"Steven Diaz... Nice of you to make it. I like a man that don't waste my time."
She slammed the back door of her car shut and then clicked and clacked her heels over to greet him. Steven simply stood there, shoving his hands into his pants pockets as Kim walked her way up to him. It had been a long time since the last event that brought them face to face.
"Likewise, Kim. So where's Sean?"
"Sean is not here. This meeting is between you and me, as it should be. Do you have a problem with that?"
"No."
"Good, now let's get to the point."
Kim crossed her arms after uttering her short sentence in speech. She glared back at Steven and carried on speaking.
"Sean tells me you want in. The only problem is, I've known you for years as well as your brother and something just don't make sense to me... Why do you wanna for me?"
Before he could reply, she spoke again.
"I saw the news back in Miami about your brother's club. Shouldn't you be there with him? It's not like you to be away from Tony."
Just like that, Kim called out Steven's game and put him on the spot. She was no fool, whether he had taken her as one or not. He had to come out and tell her the truth about what was going on, for she seen him as a man in a mid-life crisis running away from something.
"I need to get away from there for a while, that's all. I'd appreciate it if you didn't call Tony and tell him. Look, let me in on some jobs here and there and give it a month or so. By then, I'll decide what I wanna do with myself. Are you alright with that?"
Kim's eyes glared back at him. She did not give him an immediate answer, instead moving her hands to push her fingers together as if the woman had serious thoughts to ponder.
"Come on, I know you've got shit to do. I can make myself useful, that's better than sitting around back home. No offense Kim, but I don't wanna talk about Tony to you. We have our differences. I'm here, he's not."
Only after Steven's interjection in words did Kim finally nod at him. Moving her hands to her hips, she replied with a smile.
"Okay, I could always use more help around here. In fact, there's a little something I need help with and I know you're the kinda guy who can get results. Come on, I'll have a job for you tomorrow. At least for now, we need to discuss some things."
She turned around and began to stomp her way back to the car, waiting for Steven. He didn't hesitate, walking his way around the opposite side of the car to get into the back passenger seat. Steven knew once he entered this car, he would take a ride down a new but all too familiar road in life. Clutching the cold metal of the door handle, he pulled it out and then climbed into the back of the car to sit down over the plush black leather seats and shut the door. Kim was directly next to him on his left hand side, offering that same smug smile she had only moments earlier. Sitting up front in the driver's seat, Steven could only make out from the back of his head that it was a black man. The car started moving, pulling out from the parking lot and driving back onto the road.
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1 DAY LATER
Miami, FloridaLight reflected from the windows across the wall of framed photos hanging in Tony's office room on the yacht. The glare moved across a clock ticking in the middle of the wall, giving the time as a few minutes past 12 PM. While the previous day had been a rollercoaster ride of emotions between Steven's sudden vanishing act and an inevitable breakup with Salma Hayek as his fiancé, today was a fresh day. It was hard for him to dwell on Salma with a case of the blues after Jennifer had walked back into his life and offered a shoulder to lean on. She had soothed his nerves before having a date to themselves at the newly reopened night club. Jennifer's appearance had made local news and celebrity gossip websites online. With a few calls from publicists and Jennifer's agent, Tony now expected to at least hear about Disco Fever in a monthly publication of tabloid rags soon.
It wasn't negative publicity, though Tony did worry about it effecting Jennifer's image. She had told him not to worry about it, for they would eventually have to tell the public about their relationship if it were to continue and become more serious. Over the course of the past few days, they had started having those once difficult conversations between one another. To wait so long in a friendship to finally take that risk for a long term relationship was something that had scared him for so long. Tony had known Jennifer for years but prior to now, they had mostly limited themselves as friends with benefits or the occasional 'booty call' she would tease him with. All of that had changed now and sooner than later, they would have to face the public about their relationship.
While sorting through his file cabinet, Tony stopped for a moment to let out a sigh. He stood in a simple white shirt and wearing shorts, for he had spent the better part of the afternoon on his boat handling phone calls and checking over business. His right hand index finger moved across various folders from within the open drawer, looking for something he had not touched in some years hidden at the back of the cabinet. Tony wanted to go over budget documents relating to his father's clubs from over thirty years ago and compare the adjusted gross income to a measure for his own. While he stood there and pulled out folders, checking for what was what, footsteps were heard in the distance and then a voice shouting out to him from behind.
"Tony, there you are! What are you doing, honey?"
Glancing back, Tony smiled to Jennifer. She stood in a blue top, matching booty shorts down below and her long hair fixed up in a pony tail. While offering a smirk, she ran her hand up the frame of the door as if to tease him with her presence.
"Hey babe, I'm looking for some old papers, that's all."
"Really? You know, you should hire an assistant to help you with that stuff. I was about to go all over this boat looking for you."
He laughed, clutching the old folder in his hand and then tossing it over the desk behind him. Jennifer spoke again.
"I want you to call off tonight. You can call your son and tell him to be manager tonight at the club. I've got something special planned for us."
"Something special?"
Jennifer nodded, eyes locked on his as she softly smiled and walked her way into the room. Tony stepped his way over to her, standing face to face and gazing into her deep brown eyes. She threw her arms around his neck, playfully running her fingers through the back of his hair.
"I'm gonna take you out to dinner tonight. You had a rough day yesterday and I think you could use some fresh air."
Leaning forward, her lips softly kissed his and then Tony blushed. He moved his hands over her hips and nodded back to her.
"Alright babe, that's kind of you. I'll go ahead and make those phone calls, but where exactly are we going?"
She pulled away from him, stepping back and then quirking her eyebrows up.
"It's a surprise, but trust me when I say you're gonna have a good time tonight."
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3 HOURS LATER
After one phone call with his father, Antonio clutched his phone and gave a call to Demi Rose Mawby. Over the weekend since their meeting, he had promised her help with securing some photo shoots within the walls of Disco Fever. Figuring it would help with online publicity to the club and further the benefits between their lustful friendship. The only obstacle in his path was pulling the event from under the curtain without his father's knowledge. The club was closed in the day time until 5 PM, making for a decent window in the time frame to pull off a photo shoot before the entire staff showed up to prepare for a busy night. Demi appeared satisfied with his efforts in their conversations over the phone. Immediately after hanging up, Antonio wasted no time getting dressed and making the trip across town.
Demi arrived with her photographers whom Antonio had to give security clearance to. She promised the photo shoot wouldn't take long and then she would dismiss of her crew. Arriving with a bag of outfits, Demi explained that she was modelling for a lingerie line with a fashion company. Antonio was willing to engage a back and forth conversation with her detailing out most of the outfits she would model and post her photos on social media as a way of earning an easy check for advertising. Demi didn't waste any time picking spots around the club where she would stand and pose for various photographs. When she had to change an outfit, she went beyond the closed door of the V.I.P. halls to find privacy from there.
The photo shoot lasted little more than hour and Demi was done. Antonio had ventured off to his office, not witnessing many of the photos snapped. Only the start, where she had modelled in a tiny thong and bra in neon green colors. That outfit didn't stay on her thick, lovely body for long. Back in his office, he had the opportunity to peak from the mini-blinds covering his window to see her photo shoot from the empty club, but it wasn't something he truly desired. It was different from him after their first meeting when he was able to experience her full sensual side in complete privacy. Trying not to think about her in such a way, Antonio sat at his desk and decided to browse the internet through his smartphone. Across the desk in his office was a small couch with a white leather surfacing matching the others in the V.I.P. rooms. Antonio did not do much interior decorating of his office, going with simplistic art deco designs. Getting up from his desk chair, he went to walk towards the couch when there was a sudden knock at the door.
"Come in!"
He stepped back, watching the door open and then Demi walked in, her heels clacking loudly across the floor. Her long brunette hair was made up into a high pony tail with a few strands of hair loose, dangling down the left side of her face. Down below, her large breasts were barely contained in a tight bikini top with green leaf patterns over the fabric. Below her thick and curvy waist, she wore a matching V shaped thong in the same color, going along with a silky swim robe. She closed the door, stomping her way over to him while dropping the swim robe in a seductive manner. Antonio's eyes instantly gazed down at her heavy cleavage as she began to speak.
"I wanted to say thank you for letting me do this."
His glanced back up to see her smiling face. Antonio blushed, grinning wide beneath his mustache. Her outfit was far different from his, as he was wearing a white blazer jacket unbuttoned, matching his pants with a purple shirt underneath. He purposely wanted to wear the same jacket from the night they had met.
"It was my pleasure, Demi."
"I'm gonna have my agent tag Disco Fever and Miami as the location when the photos are posted on my Insta account, so don't worry. It will rake in millions of views, free publicity for you."
She gave him a goofy wink to top off her small speech in that adorable English accent. Antonio laughed, stepping his way closer to her. As he drew closer, Demi slid the robe down her arms to reveal her curvy and buxom figure. Her eyes gazing back up at him and she spoke in a low voice.
"We've had our business first this time, so... I don't think I have to ask if you wanna indulge... in a little something more private between us?"
The robe dropped to the floor and then Demi stepped back. She grinned, placing her hands on her hips and flexing her muscular thick legs before him. She began to turn to her side when Antonio stepped forward, moving his hands up to cup her face and then lean in for a soft kiss. Demi responded by shoving her breasts up against his chest, kissing him back with a flare of passion and then turning around to reveal her giant booty to him. Demi leaned back and then brushed her ass up against his crotch, listening to him let out a slight moan. She giggled and turned back to face him as Antonio wrapped his arms back around her for another passionate kiss. He was too easy in her small act of seduction, already losing control of himself completely. Upon breaking the kiss, Antonio ran his hands up to her huge boobs and squeezed them from within the bra.
"Ohhhhhhh... You want these big tits, lover boy?"
Demi spoke in a low tone, noticing that his eyes never glanced away. Antonio squeezed them again. Demi reached behind her neck with both hands and untied the strings of her top, allowing it to fall into the grasp of his hands. He tossed it to the floor and then moved his hands over her firm bare breasts, squeezing at them. Antonio and Demi moaned together, their voices mixing into a chorus as her nipples hardened up against his palms. Giving them one last squeeze, he dropped his hands and now stepped back to her. Antonio began to take his jacket off as Demi noticed the couch over against the wall. He discarded his jacket by throwing it over to his desk as she took his hand and began to walk him across the room over to the couch. Antonio immediately pulled away from her hand and went to sit on the couch but not before unbuttoning the front of his pants.
"Let me handle this for you."
"I wasn't gonna stop you."
She giggled at his reply. As he stood in front of the couch, Demi lowered herself down to her knees and slid the zipper of his pants down. She then used both hands to tug his pants and underwear down, watching as his semi-hard cock came flopping out and nearly smacking her face. Demi wrapped her right hand around it, gazing up at him as she bit down on her lower lip.
"Mmmmm, this is what I wanted."
As she began to wank his cock back and forth with her hand, Demi spoke again.
"How much time do we have? I know you've gotta get this place ready soon."
Antonio glanced over at the clock hanging on the wall behind his desk and then shook his head at her. At least for the time being, they had an hour window to have some fun before the first staff employees arrived.
"We've got at least an hour, don't worry about time!"
Demi didn't reply in words, instead she parted her lips and enveloped them around the head of his cock. Shoving her hand down to the base of his rod, she wasted no time beginning to suck and slobber her way down his length. Antonio took a deep breath, exhaling as he was getting to experience this woman for a second time in only a matter of days. Demi let out a muffled moan as she devoured her way down the length of his cock. Pulling her lips back to the head, she released it with a loud popping sound and then took a deep breath. Starting off sensually, Demi gazed up at his face and then licked her lips. She moved both hands to grip his shaft, wanking it up and down. It seemed that she was going to start off slow, but that changed the second Demi pushed the head of his dick back into her mouth.
Another muffled sound was heard as she closed her eyes and then Antonio began to watch her furiously bob her head up and down. The British glamour model princess sucked inch after inch, slobbering her way over his shaft aggressively. He let out a loud moan, moving his hand to the back of her head while her pony tail slightly shook and bounced down her back. He expected a slow start, but Demi had blown Antonio's expectations away when she pushed her lips all the way down, swallowing every last bit of his cock to force the head to reach the back of her throat. After a moment, she gagged and then pulled her lips back up, releasing his cock to exhale deeply. She looked back at it and then spit over his shaft, using her right hand to grip it once more and wank him back and forth. When her big brown eyes gazed up at him, he spoke.
"Going a little fast huh? You know we have time to burn and make this really last."
"No, we really don't have that kind of time you want."
Pumping her hand down the base of his wet cock, she spit on it again and spoke once more.
"I know how little time an hour is for a club like this. Someone might decide to come in early, so I'm gonna double-time this with you."
Done speaking for now, Demi went back down on his cock and began to suck it again. Antonio took a deep breath, moving his hand out of her hair and then raising his head up to cry out.
"Ohhhhhhhh, fuck yes!"
Once again, her lips bobbed up and down his shaft as Demi went slow at first before aggressively devouring him inch after inch. Down below she moved her hands over her breasts as a subtle hint for what was next to come. Antonio had noticed this as he glanced down, watching her every move. If she wanted to act in a hurry like this, he at least wasn't going to stop her as long as was able to get a second round experiencing his cock stuffed between those huge breasts. He waited until she pulled her lips back at the head again to release his cock once more and then he screamed at her.
"Put it between your tits!"
Demi flashed her teeth in a grin as she held her breasts up.
"You wanna fuck these titties, lover boy?"
"Oh yeah, I sure do!"
She giggled hearing the enthusiasm that came out of his voice while moving her boobs to trap his cock between them. Antonio watched as his cock was entirely smothered, disappearing between the folds of her massive tits. Once she squeezed them together, he moved his hands to push down on the cushions of the couch behind him and began to buck his hips hard. Demi moaned, glancing down to watch the head of his shaft poke up.
"Yeah, that's it! Fuck these titties! Fuck 'em hard, ohhhhh!"
Going slow at first, Antonio had slightly leaned back a bit. His fingers gripped the cushions of the couch from behind a bit tighter as he now began to buck his hips harder and faster. Demi giggled, laughing with each full thrust.
"Harder! Yes! Ohhhh, ohhhhhh!!"
Demi moaned and giggled again, her accent was only driving him more crazy with the pleasure of pumping his cock between her tits. Antonio grunted as she gazed up at him, smirking as if she could not tease him enough. He thrust harder and faster, grunting again as he was determined to fuck her tits as if his life was depending on it. Demi glanced down at the action below only for a few seconds before looking back up at his face. Antonio thrust so hard, the head of his cock hit her chin above. He didn't stop, still pumping his cock up and down between her tits. Demi was forced to move her hands, re-establishing the grip she had over her breasts. When Antonio began to slow his movements, Demi leaned her head down and darted her tongue out to lick over the head of his cock.
"Oh my fucking god... These are the best tits ever."
Her eyes gazed up at him upon hearing such praise. Demi expected Antonio to at least come to a stop now but he didn't. Mouth still open, his cock pushed between her lips with each full thrust. Pop. Pop. Pop. Pop. The sound of her lips pulling off the head of his shaft were heard loud and clear. Antonio finally came to a stop, prompting Demi to let go of her tits and then call out to him in her sexy English tone of voice.
"If you think so highly of my tits, I can only hope the same goes for my arse."
Rising up from the floor, Demi smirked at Antonio before moving to the couch and then bending over to tease him with her mighty ass on full display. The thong piece of her outfit remained intact as the only piece of clothing still over her curvy body apart from the matching dark green high heels. Demi bent over the couch and shook her ass, using both hands to untie her thong and let it fall onto the floor below. Roaming her hands over her the firm skin of her booty cheeks, Demi playfully spanked then and then shook her ass again. When she moved her hands away, Antonio was left to stand there and witness the sight of her ass cheeks beating up against one another as Demi began to twerk. For the time being, he didn't say anything. Only standing there and then struggling to step around with his pants pushed down to his ankles.
The ass of Demi Rose Mawby was something so many men dreamed of witnessing, Antonio could only consider himself as one of the few to look before it in all of her glory. She came to a halt twerking as he pulled his shoes off and stepped out of his pants and underwear, leaving only his shirt as the last article of clothing over his body. Taking a moment to squeeze her ass cheeks, Antonio listened to her moan. His finger tips easily sank down into the immense size of her rump. He pulled her cheeks apart, playfully massaging them in his hands to listen to her soft cries. Expecting any moment now for her to open her mouth and utter some words in her lovely accent, Antonio stayed quiet but Demi didn't speak. Not until she pushed herself back slightly. Her hands pushed down into cushions of the couch below and then Demi teased him.
"So what do you think?"
"About what?"
"My arse?"
"I'm pretty sure I told you the night I met you how much I liked it."
"Mmmmmm, called it the greatest in the world that night. Have you changed your mind yet?"
"Nope! And before you ask, I don't think I'm gonna change my stance on that ever."
Demi giggled at his response as she soon felt the length of his cock shoving up the crack of her ass. Letting out a moan, Antonio moved his hands over her ass cheeks, holding them together as he proceeded to thrust his cock back and forth, hot-dogging her ass. Demi bit down on her lower lip, whipping her pony tail around as she glanced over her right shoulder.
"Ohhhhh, that feels good huh?"
Antonio ignored her teasing words, still slowly thrusting his shaft up and down the crack of her ass he found himself biting down on his lower lip and grinning.
"You wanna ram me from behind, don't you?"
Once again, Demi spoke to tease him with such filthy words in a low voice.
"Shove that big hard cock right up my arse and pound me with it? That's what you wanna do, right?"
He let go of her ass cheeks, watching his rod slip out from the crack and then Antonio could hear her giggling again. Demi refused to stop with her dirty talk.
"Yeah, that's what you wanna do! You know what I want and I'm gonna get it from you, isn't that right?"
Oh yeah, I've been thinking about this booty all day, baby."
Once again, she giggled upon feeling the head of his cock poking up the crack of her powerful ass. Demi bit down on her lower lip as Antonio began to slowly push his cock to enter her dark little hole.
"Oh, that's it! Yes! Get it in there, mmmmmmmmm"
Letting out a soft moan, she seemed to be satisfied now that his cock was lodged deep within her phat buttocks. Antonio groaned, exhaling deeply as he moved his hands over both cheeks. He gave them a soft pat as he began to slowly thrust, watching his cock completely disappear as every inch went into Demi's rear. She moaned out and then Antonio responded by raising his right hand and sending it down for a hard smack on her ass.
"Oh god, yes! Yesssss!!"
As she screamed to him, he continued to pound every inch of his cock into her ass. Her breasts began to shake, bouncing all around while her pony tail moved, swaying down her right shoulder. Demi moved her right hand off the couch, slipping it down below to her thighs where she began to rub at her clit and dip a finger into her vulva. She moved her other arm up against the couch, spreading her legs out further as Antonio continued to pound her in the ass.
"OHHHHH, GOD!!"
Smack. Smack. Smack. Smack. The sound of their bodies hitting together created a loud steady rhythm mixed in with their breathing and moans. Antonio had moved his hands away from her ass cheeks, watching them smack up against his skin and wobble slightly. All while he pounded her ass repeatedly with his long cock, Demi dipped two fingers into her cunt and proceeded to aggressively work them in and out. She closed her eyes, crying out to him.
"YES, YESSSS, YESSSSSSS!! OHHHHHH GOD, THAT'S IT!!"
Raising her head up, Demi kept her eyes closed while biting down on her lower lip. Antonio groaned, still pounding his cock into her ass but slowing himself down a bit. That was the one hint she had for him holding back his own orgasm, all in good timing before he truly fucked her.
"Are you ready to fuck me now?"
It was funny hearing her utter those words while his cock was still inside her ass. Antonio let out a moan and didn't reply back. Instead, he stepped back and pulled his cock from her dark little hole, watching it slide out. Demi flipped her pony tail, taking one last glance from over her shoulder as she began to move. Turning around to face him, she plopped her phat ass down on the couch and spread her legs while gazing up at his face. The pouty expression across her face was enough to tell Antonio she didn't want to have to wait for this. Unlike their first time fucking, this time he was able to witness the beauty of her pussy down below before taking it. Not a hair in sight above her pretty pink folds, glistening in wetness. Stepping forward, Antonio rubbed the head of his cock over her vulva lips to tease him. Listening to her thick English accent call out in soft cries.
"You ready for this, Demi?"
She didn't reply in words, only with the action of biting down on her lower lip and nodding. Demi looked as if she were about to begin pouting and making impatient demands to be properly fucked. Spreading her thick legs out, she wrapped the right one around his waist, encouraging him to thrust his cock inside of her. Antonio could feel the edge of her high heel pressing into the left cheek of his buttocks. He moved his hands down below over her breasts, giving them an ample squeeze as he began to buck his hips forward.
"Ohhhh, god! Yes, that's it! Fuck me!!"
Her heel scrapped across his ass from behind causing Antonio to grunt. Moving his hands away from her boobs, he watched them slightly bounce a bit as he moved his hands to her hair now to solidify a tight grip. Demi moaned, glaring her eyes at him as she spoke again.
"Ohhhh, yeah? You wanna pull my hair while you fuck me, is that it?"
She knew right where her heel was from behind and Demi didn't hesitate to push it down over his ass. Antonio grunted at the stinking pain, feeling that edge of her heel pushing into his ass cheek but Demi's message came across as he now snatched her by the hair and began to thrust his hips forward at a fastr pace. His cock pumped into her harder, forcing both of them to moan as he was now experiencing the tightness and pleasure of sliding in and out of her. Demi moved her hands over her breasts, preventing them from bouncing and wobbling around. Her lips slowly curved into a soft smile before she yelled to him.
"That's it! Ohhhhh, god! YES!!"
Moving both hands into her hair now, Antonio felt he had to maintain his grip as he continued to buck his hips and drive that hard cock into her. Her breasts wobbled, nearly bouncing out of the grasp of her hands due to their huge size. Demi bit down on her lower lip, glancing down to watch the action of his cock pumping in and out of her. From where Antonio was standing, he had the choice to look down or up at her tits or to even gaze back at her angel-like face. The choices were aplenty for him, as he believed this woman to be among the most sexy in the world and now he was fucking her for the second time. Difficult for him to believe, but that only made him want to drive his cock into her harder and faster.
"YESSS, YESSSSSS, YESSSSSSS!! DON'T STOP, DON'T STOP!!"
Demi screamed at him, pushing her hands down over her breasts and squeezing her own nipples. Her eyes gazed up to see the look of concentration his face carried. Again and again, Antonio pumped into her. His reward was coming, just as he knew he wouldn't be able to hold himself back from giving her another load of his cum. Demi gazed up at his eyes, squinting a bit as she spread her legs out slightly further. When she gasped, he suddenly felt the warm rush from within her as he let go of her hair.
"OHHH, OHHHH, OHHHHHHH GOD!!"
Her legs shook right as Antonio abruptly snatched his cock from her leaking cunt. He leaned back and then watched as a flood of her juices came squirting out and splattering across his purple shirt. Not focusing on the mess he wore now, he began to wank his cock back and forth with his hand, aiming it towards her body. Demi was attempting to catch her breath as she gazed down to watch him stroking his cock back and forth.
"Cum for me! Cum for me! Gimme some cum!"
"Ohhhh, Demi! FUCKKKKK!!"
Grunting aloud, Antonio wailed his voice as he shoved his hand down to the base of his cock and watched the cum begin flying out and splattering across her stomach. Demi had leaned forward, but not far enough for his cum to go any further than her chest. Still grunting, he cried out to her, watching string after string of cum splash onto her skin below. Her eyes gazed up at him and she slowly curved her lips into a smile while Antonio looked at the thick droplets of cum he had unleashed for her. Both of them were a mess at this point, with his shirt covered in her sticky juices and now his cum decorating across her skin. Antonio had to slowly catch his breath, running his hand through his hair now while Demi remained smirking up at him.
"Mmmmmmm, bad boy to make a mess on me like this. Next time I'll let you cum on my tits, if that's what you want."
"Yeah, that was fucking great."
He glanced down at his shirt and spoke again.
"I gotta leave and get another shirt before the club opens, all thanks to you babe."
Demi giggled at his words.
"It was my pleasure."
She winked at him before getting up from the couch. Antonio had lost track of time, now glancing at the clock and seeing he barely had thirty minutes to leave, make the trip back to his apartment and change before the club was to open for the night. It may have been easier to call an assistant and demand a fresh shirt, but that was too embarrassing for him. While Demi had wiped the cum from her stomach and grabbed her skimpy outfit from the floor, Antonio followed behind her by quickly getting his underwear and pants back on. Maybe if he acted fast, he could be back in time for the club's opening. If not, hopefully it wouldn't be too big of a deal with his father not present for tonight.
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4 HOURS LATER
Through the coming midnight hours, Tony had found himself across town in a different place of the Miami night life all thanks to Jennifer's guiding hand. Staying true to her word that this would be a special night, she had both of them escorted across to Miami Beach where a private party was held at the mansion of another socialite in town with Hollywood connections. Tony couldn't say he was familiar with the name Dimitri Belov, but Jennifer had assured him the man had a name in real estate ventures across Miami. In the past, Tony had lived the life of a playboy in town, only ever attending certain parties that were around a similar crowd but tonight was a different story. Jennifer had wanted to introduce him to the Russian real estate mogul, but Dimitri had invited her after meeting an agent connected with her some months ago.
Tony was instantly recognized by a number of people at the party. He had dressed up in a regular black pinstriped suit with a visible white collar at the front but buttoned up. Jennifer's choice of fashion made her stand out among the crowd in a blue silky dress that hugged all of her curves and her hair properly fixed up to show a set of gold hoop ear rings. She wore a gold bracelet to match, bringing nothing but a small purse with her. A few people at the party recognized her, requesting to snap selfie photos with their cameras. Tony felt at peace with himself when he clutched her hand, holding it tightly while they were photographed by someone in the distance from within the foyer room. Dinner was prepared upstairs in the mansion by a local chef who had also recognized Tony when he entered the room.
Jennifer had teased him about blushing in public with so many people recognizing him. What she didn't know was that her company alone was the only thing truly giving Tony comfort. After yesterday's events of having a shouting match with Salma over the phone and their unavoidable break up. Perhaps it wasn't that, but the feeling of betrayal when it came to his brother Steven. All of that had been washed away tonight thanks to Jennifer. They had dinner together in private where they were able to share a conversation, all while the home's owner was busy downstairs entertaining his guests. Jennifer had told Tony she wanted to introduce him to Dimitri. She figured that he would make a good connection for Tony if he needed another investor involved in his nightclub. While he appreciated the gesture, Tony had reassured Jennifer his focus was solely on her tonight.
Much of their talk centered around the possibility that this party would lead to some gossiping in tabloid magazines. Jennifer found it amusing, telling Tony he needed to laugh it off and embrace the moment when it came that he would be questioned as her new man in the public eye. She toyed with him over the possibility of being her date at an award show, or how much of a bigger deal it would be for them to have an interview together. Tony couldn't help but blush at the way she presented these ideas to him, eventually shifting their conversation to ways they could play the media and tease the paparazzi together later on in town. For many years he had been something of a local celebrity in Miami, but that was about to change due to Jennifer's status and fame across the country.
After leaving the party, a long ride back to the yacht was avoided with Jennifer asking Tony if he would prefer to go back to her mansion on Star Island. For the two of them, this was a special moment as he had never seen her hidden Miami home before. Through all the years of their friendship, Tony had kept a distance from her private life until now. Jennifer wanted to share moments like this with him, despite him only witnessing it in the dark of night. She knew it would mean something more for both of them to wake up in the same bed together upstairs. While in the back of the limo, Tony asked Jennifer if she would be fine with him lighting up a cigar. He blushed when she revealed a gold lighter from a compartment within the door console and offered to light it up for him. Tonight called for a small celebration as the only time Tony liked to sit back and puff on a cigar.
Once they had arrived back at Jennifer's mansion, it was on her to walk him around and show off the house. Tony had told her that he just wanted to be alone with her tonight, regardless what room they were in. That had only prompted Jennifer to tease him about the possibility of them making love in every single room. "If you've got more than five bedrooms and bathrooms, that's gonna be a long day, babe. I guess we'll have to get up early for that!", his remark sent her laughing before she pulled his hand to walk him upstairs and to the master bedroom that awaited them. Tony had already taken off his shoes near the door, but he could still hear Jennifer's heels booming loudly across the wooden surface of the floor below. Once she opened the bedroom door, he wrapped an arm around her to pull her closer and engage in a kiss of tenderness. The kiss broke and they gazed back into one another's eyes.
"Jen... you know something, babe?"
"What Tony?"
He smirked, watching her step back as she pulled his hand to enter the bedroom. Tony followed her shutting the door behind him.
"The most beautiful dresses are always worn to be taken off."
"You wanna take my dress off, honey?"
Tony slowly nodded back at her question.
"I wore this just for you to have something to unwrap from my body tonight."
Turning her back to him, Jennifer raised her head. There was a small zipper down the middle, making it easy for him to begin but Tony's eyes were focused down below to see her bulging buttocks pushing out. Almost as if the dress was too small to contain Jennifer's lovely curves. He grabbed at the zipper, slowly pulling it down quietly and unveiling her tanned skin from beneath the blue fabric. Jennifer took a deep breath, as she then held her arms up and helped him by tugging the dress down a bit. She spread her legs and then Tony moved to knell behind her. His hands gripped the folds of her dress, pulling it further down to reveal her world famous ass. Only a black thong was tucked between the crack, pulling over her hips. Jennifer stepped out of her dress, moving slightly forward as her heels stomped loudly over the floor.
She bent over, as if to take an upside down glance between her legs at him. Tony licked his hips, trailing his hands up her firm ass cheeks and giving them a solid squeeze. From how Jennifer had bent over made it easier for her to smother his face with her supreme booty. Tony gripped the ends of her thong from each hip, pulling it to fall down to her ankles. It was the last time Jennifer had to step out of any clothes now properly discarded on the floor. She leaned back up, resting her left hand over her hip as she began to slowly shake her ass ass while Tony shoved his face down the crack. There was no need to tease him with any words, for she knew what the man truly desired. Jennifer proceeded to roll her hips to twerk. Her ass cheeks pounded his face, beating up against his skin before Tony raked his tongue up the crack of her powerful ass and found her dark little hole.
"Ohhhhh!"
Jennifer let out a soft moan, using her other hand to roam down her body from the front. She exhaled deeply, feeling the pleasure of her lover now rimming her in an act of booty worship. Sliding her hand down her stomach, she found her entrance and ran two fingers over her clit to pinch it between her fingers. Tony moved his hands over her ass cheeks, pulling them apart slightly and them smashing them against his face while his tongue was hard at work within her little hole. Jennifer spread her legs out further, no longer working her hips as she instead concentrated on dipping her finger into her sweet honey pot and working it back and forth. Raising her head up, she closed her eyes and let out another moan.
"Ohhhhhhhh, god. You sure know how to give my booty lovin', don't you, Tony?"
A question from her voice was the only thing possible to force him to stop. Tony moved his face out from her ass and then pulled his right hand back to playfully spank her right ass cheek. Jennifer turned around, offering her hands to pull him up from the floor. Now it was her turn to undress him. She began by aggressively tugging at the jacket of his suit, pulling it off. Tony moved his right hand to cup her face, pulling her in and kissing her lips softly as Jennifer unbuttoning his shirt. For a moment, they stood there trading soft kisses back and forth while she worked the buttons on his shirt, one by one. Once finished, Jennifer ran her hands over his hairy chest, gazing back into his eyes as Tony moaned to her. He wanted to say something, but what was there to tell her?
The expression on her face told the man everything he needed to know. Jennifer didn't break eye contact as she began to slowly lower herself down to her knees on the floor. Her hands trailed down his chest, moving to the front of his belted pants. She began to by unfastening the belt, pulling it aside gently to witness the bulge in the front of his pants. With her left hand, she teased him by rubbing at the bulge while using her right hand to unbutton his pants. Tony knew better than to interfere with her, so he kept his hands at bay, watching as Jennifer now tugged his pants down slowly to reveal his underwear. She turned her attention to his feet and began helping him out of his right shoe first, then the left one. Grabbing at the ends of his right foot sock, she pulled it off and then the left foot. All that was left was his underwear now.
"Almost naked for me."
Jennifer spoke in a low tone, flashing her teeth in a grin to the point Tony had a loud chuckle. She moved her fingers to the elastic band of his white briefs, then pulled them down quickly to allow his hard cock to flop free for her. Tony stepped out of his underwear, soon feeling Jennifer's warm hand gripping his shaft. She began to stroke it nice and slowly while he never took his eyes off her. Tightening her fingers around his cock, Jennifer pumped her right hand up and down faster while using her left hand to move down below and massage his balls. Her eyes gazed up at Tony once his rod was truly ready for her mouth. Tony softly smiled, unable to hold himself back from speaking.
"Jen, I love you..."
"I know you do, and I love you too Tony."
His heart beat began to race hearing those words just before Jennifer squeezed her lips around his shaft and began to sensually suck it. Her gold hoop ear rings shook lightly as she slowly moved her lips up and down. Tony took a deep breath and then glanced around the bedroom. From the low lighting in the room, he couldn't make out the lighter color on the walls apart from the fact they were not white. A makeup table was on the left side of the room with the bed in the middle, closet doors on the right side. As Jennifer sucked her way up and down his cock, Tony tried to calm himself from getting overly excited. Even at his age, the call of blind passion was difficult to resist.
"Mi amor, toma lo que quieras."
Calling out to her in Spanish, Tony took another deep breath. Jennifer had moved her hand away, shoving her lips all the way down to the base of his cock for proper deepthroating. Tony's eyes glanced back down, watching her every move as her lips pumped up and down. Jennifer brought both of her hands down below to play with his balls below. She rubbed at them, massaging her fingertips against his nutsack while still moving her lips up and down. Eventually slowing herself nearly to a halt, she pulled her lips back to the head and released it with an audible pop. Pushing her lips to the head, she kissed it loudly and then slobbered her way down the side of his cock. Tony moaned out loud.
"Ohhhhhh, my... Someone wants to make a bit of noise tonight."
Jennifer's lips loudly slurped and slobbered down the side of his shaft until she moved back to the head of his cock to kiss it again. Gripping it with her right hand, Jennifer began to stroke his rod as she looked up and replied.
"We're not on your boat tonight. Wanna try and wake up my neighbors?"
"Sure, why not?"
Still wanking his cock back and forth, Jennifer raised her left hand, motioning for Tony to help her up. Once she stood in her heels once more, she turned her back to him while smirking. Coming to a stop from stroking his shaft, Jennifer didn't let go. Instead she walked him over to the bed and only removed her fingers when she needed to use both hands to climb up the crimson red sheets of the bed. Tony followed right behind her, climbing onto the bed and standing while Jennifer had moved herself on all fours, glancing at him from beyond her right shoulder.
"Come on, Tony! Make me scream!"
Shoving her ass back to him, Jennifer's act of teasing was met with Tony striking his hand down to spank her buttocks. Wrapping his fingers around his fat cock, he shoved it between her thighs, rubbing against her vulva lips before slipping it in. Jennifer bit don on her lower lip and then moaned.
"Ohhhh, yeah! That's it!!"
She yelled louder than usual, further encouraging him by rolling her hips and pushing back. Tony began to thrust into her sweet pussy, his hip movements matching with hers as they made love in a steady rhythm. Jennifer gazed forward, eyes looking at the headboard of the bed and the red pillows stacked in the front. It didn't take long for their movements to force the frame of the bed to begin shaking, beating up against the wall.
"YES! OHHHHHHH, YEAH!! OHHHHH, TONY!!"
By this point, Tony was confident to believe that she was only screaming in an effort to make even more noise, furthering her challenge to give the neighbors something to complain about. He continued to thrust his cock into her pussy, pumping it back and forth as he moved his hands to grip her hips.
"Yes, baby! Yesss!! Scream for me, Jen!"
Spank! The sound of Tony's hand coming down to swat her ass was heard clearly through the banging sound of the bed frame hitting the wall and Jennifer's loud screams. Their bodies hit together in a solid rhythm, all through this act of passion. Her gold hoop ear rings bounced while her hair began to sway down into her face, shaking wildly. She balled her hands together, gripping the sheets of the bed from underneath while her breasts began to bounce up and down in rhythm to each full thrust Tony sent within her.
"OHHH, OHHHHHH, OHHHHHH!! TAKE ME, TONY!! YESSSSSSS!!"
In an attempt to become louder with her moans, Jennifer belted her voice out to the point her ringing wails echoed down the hall outside the bedroom. Tony slowed down , coming to an abrupt halt and pulling his cock from her snatch. Alerted by not feeling him inside of her anymore, Jennifer turned around and Tony couldn't help but to fall atop of her. Their bodies pressing together as his lips found hers for a passionate kiss. She ran her hand down below to grab his cock, feeling it press against her thighs. While their tongues danced together between closed lips, Jennifer pushed his dick back inside of her and then moaned into his mouth. Her legs wrapped around him, locking the man in place as she pushed forward.
While still kissing, Jennifer rolled Tony over the side. He responded by rolling her back forward in a playful way but he ended up on his back, no longer in the center of the bed. Kissing him one last time, she broke their lips apart and began to lean up. Tony lay back on the bed, gazing up into her eyes and soon feeling her hands roaming down over his hairy chest. Jennifer rocked her hips left and right with his cock inside of her, their eyes meeting once more. Tony responded to her hand movements by doing the same, roaming his fingertips across her smooth skin and finding her breasts. He squeezed them, playfully pinching at her nipples before smashing his palms down over her breasts again. Jennifer let out a moan and began to rock herself forward, thrusting down over his cock.
"Ohhhhhh, yes...."
"This how you want it, Jen?"
"Mmmmmhhhhhmmmm..."
She curved her lips, grinning in such a way that Tony couldn't help but laugh. It appeared Jennifer had forgotten about wanting to awaken her neighbors and instead the two had transitioned into more games of passion. She rolled her hips, suddenly moving at a fast pace to thrust herself down on his cock. Tony groaned, squeezing at her breasts again one last time. He moved his hands away, laying back over the bed to allow her to ride him the way she wanted.
"Ohhhhhhhh, yes! Go Jen go! Ride it!!"
Her nails raked across his skin as Jennifer continued to move at a fast pace. Like before, the frame of the bed shook, rattling up against the wall to create more noise between their moans. Tony could feel the undersides of her ass plopping down over his balls with each full series of movements Jennifer made.
"You love me, Tony!? Let me hear you say it again!"
"I love you Jennifer como siempre!"
Ending his sentence with a few Spanish words caused her to smile wide, slowing herself down. Tony leaned up with his elbows sunk into the sheets of the bed and then felt Jennifer's hands from behind his neck, helping him up before she shoved her lips to his for a passionate kiss. After shoving her tongue into his mouth, she had come to a complete stop in movements. Jennifer broke the kiss and began to climb off Tony, leaving him there sitting on the bed as she moved back in the center. On all fours, just as they had originally started. With a goofy expression on her face, she motioned at him by glancing over her shoulder for him to get behind her once again.
"You still wanna try and wake up the neighbors, baby?"
Jennifer giggled at his question. She reached for a pillow and moved it to lay her head on. Pushing her knees into the sheets to elevate her ass up, she replied back.
"Oh yeah! If you really wanna make me scream louder, I think you know what to do."
All Tony could do was lick his lips seeing her massive ass pushed up like this. He slid his cock down the crack, finding her dark little hole and then listening to Jennifer speak in a low tone.
"Right where it belongs, baby... that's where I want it."
Pumping his cock into her ass, her voice went from quiet to a moderate tone almost immediately. Jennifer moaned, then closed her lips together in a satisfied smile. As Tony began to thrust his cock into her ass, she moved one of her hands down below to her pussy and began to dip her index finger inside.
"Ohhhhhh, yes...."
He raised his right hand back then sent it down smacking the right cheek of her ass. Jennifer moaned again.
"Scream for me, baby! Yes!!"
Holding herself back at first, Jennifer dropped her lip upon feeling every inch of his long shaft pump into her ass. If not for the heels covering her feet, she would've instantly curled her toes up. Tony smacked her ass again, then planted both hands at her hips to watch her firm cheeks bounce each time their bodies hit together with his full thrusts. The bed frame began to rock up against the wall like before, creating it's similar beating racket.
"Ohhh, ohhhhhh, OHHHHHHHHHHHH!! GIVE IT ALL TO ME, TONY!!"
With her voice screaming out to him and the bed shaking up against the wall, Tony gritted his teeth and let out a grunt. He was bound and determined to satisfy Jennifer's urging words. Adjusting the grip of his fingers at her hips, he let out a second grunt while now bucking his hips as hard and as fast as he could to pound her famous booty. Jennifer moved her right hand out from between her legs, now wrapping her arms around the pillow beneath her head, holding it tightly.
"YESSS, OHHHHHHH GOD!! OHHHH, OHHHHH, OHHHHHHH!!"
Clank. Smack. Clank. Smack. Clank. The sound of the bed frame hitting up against the wall was mixed in with a steady rhythm of their bodies hitting together and Tony's balls slapping against the undersides of her thick ass. Tony let out moan after moan as he gave Jennifer every inch of his cock in a thorough pounding. There was nothing that could top this in the act of pleasure. Having his cock inside of her ass was heaven on earth, right where it belonged as Jennifer had now told him on more than one occasion.
"YES, YESSS, YESSSSSS!! OHHHHHHHH, GOD!!"
With more screams, Jennifer raked her nails into the fabric of the pillow clutched in her arms. Tony felt he didn't have much longer to go before he reached his orgasm so he tried to slow himself down, taking a few final thrusts within her glorious booty and then slowly pulling his shaft out. Jennifer quickly leaned up, pushing her hands back down into the bed and raising her head. She glanced over at him from her shoulder and called out.
"Make love to me again, Tony! Come on, I want to feel you back inside me! This is our moment!"
Situated on all fours, Jennifer awaited him but Tony wasn't ready just yet. He leaned over her back and made an attempted to kiss her lips from the awkward position. His right hand gripped his cock while the left hand roamed gently up her back. After the small kiss, he moved his lips to her neck, kissing his way up her earlobe while easing his cock back into her pussy. Jennifer moaned, closing her eyes at the feel of him breathing down her neck. Tony moved his hands down her sides, taking a grip as he began to buck his hips once more and drive his cock into her pussy. Jennifer let out a purr-like moan as she suddenly began to pout at the feeling of him thrusting inside of her once more.
"Ohhhhh, yeah! That's it! That's it!! Make love to me, baby!! Yes!"
As Jennifer called out to him, Tony attempted to suck on her neck. He maintained the positioned, hunched over her as he bucked his hips to drive his cock into her pussy again. Jennifer whimpered, as she knew neither of them had much time left before they were about to be sharing another orgasm together from within. Raking her fingernails down over the bed sheets, she gripped them as he began to thrust into her harder and faster.
"That's it!"
"Jen, I'm almost there, OHHHHHH GOD!!"
"Give it to me, Tony! Yes, YES!!"
His voice had screamed into her ear as Tony continued to buck his hips, still pumping his cock into her pussy. Her legs began to shake as Jennifer made one last desperate attempt to clutch at the sheets of the bed. She closed her eyes, raising her head and then gasping.
"OHHHHHHH, OHHHHHHHHHHH YEAH!!"
Tony screamed so loudly, raising himself up as he closed his eyes and then gritted his teeth. His voice became a growl as his cock exploded within Jennifer's pussy. He had felt her clench up and the sudden release of her love nectar from within, mixing with his own cum. For a moment, all he could do was remain still, embracing these passing seconds as they felt a bit closer to heaven with one another. Jennifer attempted to catch her breath while Tony pulled his cock from her pussy and watched the excess juices mixed with his cum leaking out down her thighs. She began to turn around and lay her back down onto the bed. Tony nearly collapsed next to Jennifer from her right hand side, falling onto his back next to her and now trying to catch his breath.
"Tired out, honey?"
Jennifer offered a little smile after uttering her words. Tony glanced over at her and laughed.
"Yeah, I think so."
She raised her legs up, pulling at her heels to finally undo them from her feet and toss them to the floor. Tony heard them loudly hit the wooden floor below, one after the other. Jennifer then grabbed at the blanket from under the sheets, pulling it over them as she spoke.
"Let's get some rest, baby. Tonight was wonderful."
TO BE CONTINUED
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