Undoing the back of her bikini top, her full, ripe breasts fell forward, each as big as Bobby’s head. He drooled at the sight of her massive chest, each large breast topped with a fat, erect nipple that was pointing right at the boy. He reached out to touch them, but his hand was slapped away. “I ain’t done yet, boy,” Shantel cheekily told him while shaking her finger in his awestruck face. Sticking her thumbs into her tight, booty shorts, she yanked them down. She had to use a bit of strength to get them past her wide hips, but they popped off after a few tugs. Bobby stared with his mouth hanging open at the sight of Shantel’s smooth pussy. Twin chocolate mounds perfectly shaven were looking right at him and once more he reached out but he was refused a second time. Slapping his hand away, Shantel leaned forward, her breasts swaying around as she got right into Bobby’s face. “I say you can touch the goods yet? You better listen to momma Shantel or you ain’t getting none of this.”
“Sorry,” Bobby quickly said as he slapped his hands to his side. Shantel stared at him sternly and then cracked a smile. “I’m just foolin with you, we can play, but you gotta listen to me.” Nodding vigorously, Shantel just nodded and stood back up, while soft music played behind them, she turned her back to Bobby, letting him see the ass he had been drooling over ever since he saw a picture of it. It looked even bigger without anything covering it, two giant brown boulders bigger then his head. Hell, it was almost bigger then his entire body. Each cheek looked perfect, not a single indent or sign of sagging. He shuddered at the sight of it, never believing he’d ever see something like this up close.
“You like my fat booty? Most white boys do, but I can a special type that I like and you are pretty close. I ain’t going to give you my pussy, not on our first date, but that I got a place for that prick of yours right in here.” Shantel bent over, her ass pushing towards a still seated Bobby. Her hands reached behind her, grabbing a meaty side of each cheek. Like Moses parting the Red Sea, she split her ass apart, revealing a very dark, very puckered anus for Bobby to fuck. The boy was left speechless as he stared at the tiny hole. He had never expected a blowjob, but much less this. Scared out of his mind, his cock throbbed almost painfully as it demanded to get into that tight, black booty.
“If your sure,” he weakly said, not sure what else he could say right now. Unable to reach her hole standing on the floor, Bobby lifted his legs and stood atop the couch. Scared to even touch Shantel now, he asked her softly, “Can I touch it?”
“If you talking about my ass, then go to town, just I better feel a cock up there or we doing this with me on top,” she warned and Bobby nodded, not wanting all that ass crushing him. He reached out with shaky hands, touching the silky soft rump. His fingers sank into the doughy flesh and he pulled himself closer, lining his cock up to Shantel’s asshole. The tiny head of his cock pressed into the wrinkled sphincter, making it twitch. Shantel let out a soft moan. It wasn’t much poking her rear end, but she didn’t mind as long as it was hot and hard. Taking a deep breath, the sphincter was slowly penetrated but after only a few inches Bobby lost it and shot forward. Burying his cock in her asshole, Bobby hugged the cheeks as they pressed into his side, half of him squeezed inside Shantel’s massive ass crack.
“You’re so tight!” He screamed as he bucked his hips into her, driving his member into her meaty backside as hard as his little body could. Shantel grunted at each thrust, licking her lips in pleasure as his pace grew faster. “What you expect, some worn out, old shitter?”
Bobby had no response, he just kept pounding her ass. Her cheeks wobbled beside him, every ripple slapping those meaty buns into him. He started to change his pace, trusting upwards and then downwards, trying to figure out what he could do to pleasure the bigger girl. He was going nuts, but Shantel was only making a few grunts and moans, she obviously wasn’t as happy as him. Needing to prove himself, Bobby started slamming into her as hard as he could. His stomach and thighs started stinging as he kept on going, refusing to let up. He could feel his orgasm coming and as her asshole pulsated around him, he couldn’t control himself, throwing his head back he screamed as he popped his cock out and came. His tiny spunk splattered on Shantel’s lower back, a white spot on her expansive body. Bobby fell back, landing hard on the couch gasping for air.
“Well, I’ve had worse, but I had much better,” Shantel said as she stood back up. She swiped her lower body, collecting a little of Bobby’s spunk. Bringing her dripping fingers to her mouth, she licked them off as she inspected the boy on her couch. “I ain’t angry, but that wasn’t enough. You owe me some pleasure, boy, and I intend to take it.”
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