BIG TIT DERBY 5X5 Ch. 05

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“Why’d you do that?” I half sighed, defeated.

“Well I got to thinking after you told me that shit about always running behind Jaquan; I got to thinking about how he was when we first started dating. You see, I didn’t really know if I trusted him at first, me being a virgin and all while he had, you know a lot of “female friends” and all. So I was making him wait as long as I could until I found a reason to fuck him. He was such the perfect gentleman those days all chivalrous and shit, taking me with him everywhere he went. So one time, he took me with him to that park down the street from his house. There were just so many guys playing ball this afternoon like it was kind of a basketball tournament or something. I remember it so well because I was wearing this white tank top that made my tits look even bigger than they are, the smallest pair of white gym shorts I could squeeze into and some flowered flats I designed. I really like the way my ass looked in those shorts, spilling out the bottoms making everybody gawk and shit. Some of the guys there, big older studs liked them too, getting way too close and comfortable. Jaquan beat the shit out of those two guys and snatched me home before the basketball even stopped bouncing where he’d left it.”

“Oh you must have been overjoyed.” I deadpanned.

“When I finally gave it up; he was so fucking happy he cried. He never stopped screwing me and we did it multiple times a day in all kind of ways. He was my first everything if you get my drift; but when I think back on it everything becomes so much clearer. He wanted me knocked up, barefoot and pregnant so I wouldn’t be able to really leave him.”

“So, I’m just your revenge?” Renee looked away chuckling to herself before regarding me.

“Nigga, you’re a tool to get what I want.”

“What’s that?”

“You’ll see right before he beats you into a coma; Jaquan can’t stand even the thought of someone else putting their hands on me. That much has never changed, and I made sure he’s never found out about other guys after we split up. Now, I just don’t give a fuck anymore so it’s my coming all the way out party.”

“I gotta get fucked up so you can feel good about yourself.”

“Yeah that’s messed up, but I’m gonna fuck you so good that you won’t even care.”

“Bitch.”

Renee was stoked with no fucks given slipping her tongue into my mouth while stroking me roughly from crown to base with quick, jerky movements designed to get me hard quick. I whimpered from the careless treatment of my prick making her laugh into my mouth taking even this hookup as a lark. Her left arm was behind my head as her palm slapped over my mouth tightening while drawing my head up on a slant. She wanted me to see what she was doing with my cock smiling evilly amused that I knew her game.

There was no denying she knew her way around a cock as I became extremely erect and rigid with veins visible on the surface. Unable to contain her glee, Renee mounted me never taking her eyes from my face as she reached between her legs pushing me against her slit. She drew her knees level with my hips slowly sinking down until all of me was captured inside up to the hilt.

“I’m gonna fuck you until you apologize for calling me a bitch and mean it.” She laughed wetly scooting up a bit.

Renee was leaning over me with her palms flat on either side of my head, in sort of a crouch running her tongue over her teeth in clear anticipation. Seconds later her cunt ground hard against me holding in that position as she groaned a bit before suddenly releasing the pressure as her butt started clapping wetly down onto the base of my cock. The weight of her big, heart shaped butt pounding into me became an issue almost immediately putting me in the zone.

Her upper body remained perfectly still, frozen as her cheeks slapped into my pelvis. I averted my eyes away from her face, but she cupped the side of my face directing my attention back. Her face was suddenly closer as Renee flattened against my body going hard as my body betrayed me in spectacular fashion. My hands greedily grabbed big handfuls of her pale ass as I bucked up into her snatch enraptured.

“I don’t even care if you fucking cum; I’m gonna keep doing you until you don’t know your fucking name.”

“You want two fucking babies?!!”

“Please, I’m on the fucking pill and I’m strapped with a sponge, too nigga.”

I gasped out loud in time with every thrust as she met me blow for blow taking a creampie forced out of me wit the last sustained burst squeezed out as she ground down on me like had initially. I wanted to look away from her beautiful face but somehow couldn’t as she slowly and steadily continued working her hips watching my facial reactions like a hawk. Renee pushed up on my pecks sitting upright atop my body as I found myself looking at the undersides of her breasts. She just remain still watching me, waiting. I could feel her tensing up on my shaft in tiny intervals, purposely squeezing me.

I Maltepe Escort couldn’t deny what was right in front of me reaching up cupping and squeezing her breasts causing those inverted nipples to make an appearance. Even though her areolas were dime sized, her nips were thick and inviting. Renee surprised me with a display of emotion, the faintest of smiles on her lips as she lunged down kissing me full on the mouth with nothing held back whining and moaning into my mouth. Those lips slid down to one of my nipples teasing and sucking it making me squirm underneath her beautiful body.

She used a single digit rubbing and pressing down on the other getting a physical reaction out of me, body wide as my cock fattened inside her. It felt like I got so hard that I pressed against the back of her tunnel as Renee righted herself again. Her hands slid down to the sides of my abdomen as she tightened her inner thighs against the outside of mine.

“You still mad?”

“Yeah.”

Renee offered her hands letting them remain extended until I took them, pulling me up into a sitting position still stuffed full of cock. Something about her perfect symmetrical beauty took me out of my head even though I knew she was doing this for sport. Renee knew exactly what she had and how to use it, wrapping her arms around my neck kissing me passionately with plenty of tongue. Her legs were locked around my waist as she took her time making out with me. I was responding to her instinctively with just as much passion, one of my hands kneading and playing with her tit.

Renee gasped into my mouth when I pinched her nip, breaking contact mouth agape. Her brow furrowed for a few seconds until I licked the very tip of that thick, elongated nipple. It seemed I’d found a weak spot alternating between the two. When she could take no more, Renee leaned backwards supporting her weight on both outstretched arms rolling her hips into my crotch. There was no way I could resist playing with her generous rack, more specifically her nipples pinching and rolling.

She responded with more frenzied movement pushing against me, harder than before as her slanted eyes narrowed into slits. Her back arched away from me as Renee drifted to the side. I went to grab her abdomen, but she grabbed my wrist in her iron grasp pulling my hand into her cleavage draping her arms over it. I squeezed her right so hard, it changed shape in my fingers making her howl with delight.

“SQUEEZE REAL HARD, KEEP PINCHING THEM, BABY!!” My fingers sank into the pale flesh deforming her breasts around and between my digits.

Renee’s honeypot contracted around me as her mound sawed viciously forth into me. There was nowhere for me to go, so I remained still as she fucked herself silly on my cock. This milk colored sister was in the driver’s seat with extreme prejudice driving me back down on my back arching her trembling back, wedging her mound against me holding it there with a groan, actually more of a growl. Her eyes were shut tightly, mouth agape as she climaxed. She wrapped her arms around my neck rolling us over so that I was mounting her with her thick legs hooked up high in the center of my back.

I could barely move my cock finding that she’d swelled up inside as her chest and face flushed. My member was being pinched just below the crown as she twisted and bucked, grinding me down. Both of my thumbs pushed down on her nipples, swirling and rolling as she reacted internally. It felt like I was getting a little back sexually as she went into series of distressed yelps until her legs flopped down on either side of me. Her arms were still hooked about my neck. Her mouth hung open, her beautiful face glistening with sweat. I stared at her taking in the redness on her face and torso letting my eyes drift downward.

“MOTHERFUH-!!” Renee shrieked loudly as I wet down attacking her clit and nothing else. Her thighs locked around my neck nearly snapping my head off before she pushed my face away from her snatch.

“Bitch.” I whispered softly as she took further exception.

Renee rolled on her side taking her time to right herself, standing vertically facing her bedroom window. She half turned stating at my face with the sunlight filtering through her venetian blinds creating an interesting moiré on her body. I just stared back breathing hard, still erect. I’d have to attribute my condition more to just trying to survive her than any real endurance. Renee walked around the edge of the bed leaving the room in the buff. I waited a few seconds before collapsing, exhausted staring at he ceiling. My cock felt like it had been chewed up, tender and raw as I started to drift off into tired slumber. Darkness came thankfully taking me to oblivion with it.

“Wake your ass up.”

“Huh?”

“Wake up.” I felt an odd sensation about my crotch.

“What’s going on, huh?”

“I told you, we ain’t gonna stop fucking until you apologize to me and mean it.”

Wetness, but Anadolu Yakası Escort different this time, more of a lathery sensation. I started to hear her actions as well as feel them as I became aware of her fingers in the mix. My eyes slowly opened finding her cat like jewels glaring into mine.

“What is that; what are you doing?” I noticed it was darker in the room, wondering how long I’d been asleep.

“Don’t worry, you’re gonna love it; I mixed this up myself.” Her skin was wet and glistening as her sweet scent filled my nostrils. I tried to sit up, but she pushed me back down with her lips.

“What is it?”

“We’ll just call it uhm, lube.” Her fingers felt heavenly sliding along my shaft in a relaxed, sensual manner. Her slanted eyes slid back and forth from my face to my crotch.

“It feels like soap or something; kind of uhm, heated.” She was steadily stroking with the same measured cadence.

“Yeah.”

“No seriously; it’s getting, like hot.”

“Sure it is; that’s what it’s supposed to do baby. I have to admit you might feel a little discomfort at first, but you won’t be able to deny the results.” She isolated her stroking to the upper half of my cock watching her own progress with baited breath, licking her lips.

“Fuck Renee; what-WHAT IS THAT SHIT?!!”

Her hand continued sliding lightly along my thickening prick which was becoming so hard that it felt like a metal rod had been inserted into my urethra. Her feather soft touch along the top half of my cock felt incredible and torturous simultaneously.

“Hot sex; it’s a hot seller from my little herbal corner down stairs in the salon. The ladies says it enhances their sex lives tenfold, if not more and the men…well.”

“IT’S SOOOO HOT RENEE!!” My cock felt like it was on the verge of exploding as she drew her hand away leaving my member pointing towards the ceiling like a spear.

“That’s right.” She leaned over putting something on the floor coming up with a hand towel. Renee wiped her hand clean with a knowing smirk on her face.

“SHIT!!” I jumped up running to her bedroom door finding it locked, shaking it profusely turning away from the knob in utter panic. Renee was already crawling onto the bed in feline manner with her ass facing me in obvious invitation.

“You need to bury it deep, if you wanna feel better.”

“YOU FUCKING BITCH!!” I jumped Renee like a rabid animal driving my cock as deep as humanly possible getting an excited scream out of her.

This malevolent woman ended up mounted bulldog position taking a sustained pounding as I beat her back out in dramatic, frenzied fashion. Renee buried her head in the sheets popping her hips back into me with equal fervor. It felt as if I were trapped in place, my cock rutting back and forth seeking a desperate relief. I got on all fours over her driving my cock down into her snatch feeling every groove in her tunnel with exquisite detail.

My efforts bore fruit driving her big, heart shaped butt down onto the mattress, prone. The visual of that huge inverted heart spread out across the ruffled bedding with my prong turning it into a spade was staggering. The weird heated, almost stinging feeling had me frantically driving myself into her in a perfect vertical line with the base of my member cushioned by her cheeks. She was tight, in shape and built for war with her cheeks defiant. Just to stick it to me further, Renee pursed her cheeks tighter together adding more pressure as I had enough.

Big handfuls of her breasts were squeezed in brief intervals as she giggled slapping away at my hands until I relented digging my nails into her big butt. The whole thing became futile as I shot several, thick loads into her snatch in pulsing bursts. I was so enthralled that I hadn’t even realized I’d been screamed like a maniac the whole time as I drew my still erect penis spurting a few weak bursts across her milk colored cheeks. I sat on the back of her thighs tapping my member on her left cheek, before sliding it between her cheeks. I got a surprising final, creamy rope right up the center of her gluteal cleft.

“It’s still hard.”

My cock was somewhat sated but still really hard, making me almost not wanna touch it as I dismounted Renee, kneeling beside her wide hip. She reared up wearily on her elbows coughing a bit sounding like she had a cold as she regarded my member.

“Oh.”

“What do you mean “OH”, huh Renee?” She turned on her side in a reclining buddha position running her finger through her shoulder length raven tresses. The tiny cylindrical bun she wore in her hair had come undone.

“I like, used a lot.” She half yawned as I began to panic.

“What the fuck’s that mean; what am I supposed to do about this shit?” She slowly gathered herself with a muted chuckle, reaching over touching the tip of my cock with her pointer finger.

“Relax, you want me to help you out with this some more, babe?” She encircled my cock with İstanbul Escort her thumb and forefinger, smiling mischievously.

“NUH-NOOO PLEASE NO; I’M SORRY!!”

“Oh you sorry now, huh?” Renee raised an eyebrow, smirking.

“I-I shouldn’t have called you no bitch; I mean it ma’am.” I was one hundred percent sincere and she knew it cupping a hand over her tit, grinning. Her intent and words about getting an apology out of me proved ironically prophetic.

“Well, try to relax and stay right here; I’ll be right back.” I watched Renee take her time sliding to the edge of the bed bending over to come up with a brownish, pottery type bowl.

The hand towel she used was hanging out one side as I got a glimpse of the stuff she’d been applying to my cock. It was light colored, mint green with streaks of white attesting to its manufactured state. There was a partially stringent sweet smell about the bedroom as Renee left the room wearily. My dick remained pointing straight out in front of me. Renee returned with a large old fashioned ice pack which she applied to my crotch as I sat on the edge of the bed. It was big enough to wrap around my shaft, but it still remained erect. The sensation was relieving as she leaned over never breaking contact.

“I’m sorry about calling you a bitch.” Renee chuckled pinching my cheek in a playful manner, but I knew not to trust her poker face. I knew any expression on her beautiful mug, was a poker face.

“Alright man, we’re cool.”

“Yeah, but I’m REALLY SORRY, Renee.” I was trashed and shiny with sweat. She was also glistening from our crazy hookup as my thoughts returned to my cousin Jaquan understanding his reticence and fear when she called.

“You use this stuff on my cousin?” She snickered, biting her bottom lip looking up into my face.

“One time a while back when I’d just started making this stuff; I found out Jaquan was fucking some skank that went to my school. I’d graduated a year earlier and here he was trolling the new senior class.”

“So, you used this stuff on him, Renee?” She looked away barely stifling her laughter at the memory.

“I bought some lingerie; this really nice little pink teddy and asked his clueless ass over; I knew that if he even thought I was mad, I wouldn’t see his narrow ass for three days at least. So he comes over sitting on my couch and right in the middle of a blowjob, I tell him about this “lube” and shit. Pump his fucking head up talking about how his huge cock hurts, so he didn’t say shit when I slathered a bigger bowl than you got on that donkey dick.” Renee was laughing at this point, finding it hard to regain her composure.

“That’s fucked up, ma’am.” I made sure to keep my tone respectful.

“You should’ve seen that stupid nigga running around my house knocking shit over while I laughed my motherfucking ass off.”

“You lucky he didn’t try to hurt you; guys don’t like it when you fuck with their dicks. It’s a cardinal sin, a guaranteed fight of epic proportions.”

“I ain’t crazy; I had my thirty eight under the fucking couch cushions and if you think that’s fucked up; I put him out in the backyard at gunpoint, naked. Told him to get that little high school bitch to fuck him. You should’ve seen him running around like a hype. One of the neighbors called the cops, but I smoothed the shit over by telling them he had a death in the family. They didn’t care, they were too busy looking at my tits in the doorway.”

“That’s evil.” She was still laughing a bit, relishing the memory.

“He should’ve thanked me for saving him from being the next R. Kelly.” Renee helped me into the bathroom positioning me over the toilet with the lid up before plying me with almost four plastic bottles of cool water.

She finally helped me get at least halfway down and manageable after an extended piss break (Sorry T.M.I) before hopping into the shower right beside me. Still ever the sadistic humorist, Renee offered me a spot inside that I graciously declined opting to go back to her bedroom where I hoped things downstairs would get back to normal without the visual.

That minty smell lingered as I imagined my cousin scrambling around her place in a panic as she laughed holding him at gunpoint. Jaquan was right to be afraid of Renee Kelly, but then again he was responsible for her creation. I drifted, one leg hanging off the side of the bed into blissful nirvana while Renee did some cleaning from the sound of a vacuum cleaner likely in her daughter’s room.

“Huh?” Some muted noise was churning about in my head as I slowly regained consciousness with it gradually becoming louder until I realized the sound of infectious feminine chatter intermingled with laughter.

My head was throbbing something fierce as my eyes focused to the darkened room. I was still nude half hanging off the bed with a dark blue sheet draped over my lower half. I tried to sit up but immediately sunk back down feeling like there was a cinder block under the skin of my forehead. I palmed my clammy brow reaching down to find that I was still sporting a veritable flagpole. I glanced over finding that it was sometime after nine in the evening as the ambient noise got louder, more prominent. Some garish electronica was playing in the opposite.

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