After work, when I was driving back home, my cheeks hurt so much from smiling. I kept hearing the sounds of her moans in my head as I was worshipping her ass, and as she was bouncing up and down on me. I also kept replaying those twenty minutes over and over again in my mind. It was one of my favorite memories.

When I got home, I saw that she texted me a video. I felt great seeing that notification. I knew it had to be good, and I was right.

Before I settled in, I opened the video and said, “Hell yeah!” All excited. It was like my favorite sports team just scored a winning point in a game that was neck and neck.

She was lying on her bed, playing with herself naked. Before, at work, I saw her naked from only the waist down, but now I was seeing all of her. Her breasts looked like they were the size of grapefruits capped with nipples encircled by quarter-sized areolas.

With her free hand she cupped one of her breasts and jiggled it for the camera. The view then trailed down her body, from her chest to the mound of her stomach, then finally to her pussy. She stuck her fingers in and swished them around. The squelching sound it made came through loud and clear in the video. She pulled them out and held her slick fingers up in front of the camera.

“I love that you came in this pussy. I can feel you inside me right now,” she said in a hushed, sultry tone.

Her face appeared on the screen, and it looked like she was looking me in the eye when she stuck her fingers in her mouth and sucked them clean like she was eating her favorite frosting off of a spoon.

“Holy fuck…” I said to myself. I must have watched that video five times while I was just standing there stunned as hell in front of my door.

Before I could respond, she sent me another one. This time she was in her bathroom, still completely naked, and holding her phone over her shoulder. She had her ass visible fully in the reflection. She was filming it while she swayed it from side to side and made it jiggle…My God.

“I was just wondering…” Her tone was innocent, sweet, and playful. “When are you going to eat this ass again?”

“Anytime you fucking want!” I shouted out involuntarily. I then typed that out quickly on my phone and sent it to her.

Now, I can’t tell you how many times I watched that one, because I basically just left it on repeat. While I was watching it, I was getting flashbacks to when I was eating it earlier. I remembered how it felt when she bounced it off my face. I remembered what it felt like to have my lips press into it, and most of all I remembered how her asshole felt on my tongue.

She texted me back, “Don’t make a promise you can’t keep,” then “Cum for me before you sleep tonight?”

I replied, “Absolutely, you don’t even have to ask.”

She sent me a bunch of smiling emojis and hearts, then we both said good night. Before I went to bed, I made sure I came again for her. Watching her videos, especially the one with her bare ass in it, made it real easy for me to do.

The next day she was working with me again. When she saw me walk in, she gave me a knowing smirk. All my pores opened, and my body temperature started to rise. My dick started to twitch, and damn…it longed for her. She’d been running through my mind constantly, and it felt good to see her in person.

After I clocked in, I walked up to the front end where she was working to take care of my job responsibilities. The line was packed with customers. Every cashier was working diligently trying to bring that line down. I would walk behind them and beside them, clearing out the area of hangers, ink tags, trash…you get the idea.

I stood beside Candy, clearing her area out when she deliberately bumped me from the side with her hip. No one would have thought anything of it. She was seamlessly interacting with the customer she had.

She took the sweater the customer was buying in her hand.

“Let me get this all nice and folded for you,” she said with her well-practiced customer service voice.

She then playfully knocked her water bottle to the ground with her elbow. I noticed the act, but the customer did not.

“Oops.” She then slowly bent down to pick it up. When she did, she quickly brushed her big butt into me just long enough to give me pause. I stepped back and leaned against the wall, messing with a trash bag, stealing glances at the insane roundness of her booty. She had a power over me now, and I’m not sure if she realized it fully or not yet.

After her customer left, she turned her register’s light off, which meant she couldn’t take a customer. The cashiers would do this if they were going on break, or if they had some issue they needed to resolve. She pulled out the drawer and started rummaging through it. Now, there was only about two feet in between us. She pulled the drawer out further and pressed her ass into my crotch and swayed a little.

“Mmm…” I grunted before I quickly stifled it. Feeling the pressure of her cheeks against me almost had me reflexively put my hands on it. As quickly as it came, it left. She shut the drawer, flipped her light back on, and was back to helping customers. I noticed that the smile she wore now was not her typical customer service one. It looked sly and mildly evil. It made me chuckle.

We were so busy that day that we did not get the chance to mess around, but when we both got home, we texted, and she sent me a bunch of pictures of her ass. I didn’t even ask her to send them. She just loved having me go crazy over it. I felt spoiled, and best believe I’m not complaining about that at all.

Over the next five or so weeks, we never got the chance to hook up at work again, but every few days when our schedules allowed it, she would summon me over to her apartment where we had plenty of sex.

Sometimes we’d start a movie or a show, and fifteen minutes in we’d end up naked. There were times when sex never happened. They were very few and far between, but it’s just the way it goes sometimes. For example, when it was her time of the month, she had me go get her a cheeseburger and double-fudge brownies. There was a night that my stomach was uneasy, and I don’t think I could have handled having sex. She’d still want me over there regardless.

I remember the sex being kind of awkward and clunky at first, but never dull or half-hearted. After a while, we started to learn each other’s bodies, which took things to the next level for us. Me eating her ass was a standard from day one. We never had a session that didn’t include it, and the funny thing is…more than half of the time, it was her who started it.

I never stayed the night, though. I always left. I would leave around the time she would get sleepy. It was usually around 1 or 2 in the morning. I wanted to give her space, and I wanted my space too. If I’m being completely honest, I wasn’t ready to have her hear me fart in my sleep yet. She did push back on me a few times, but I stood my ground. I told her it had nothing to do with her. I’m just weird about where I sleep. It took a lot of convincing her that she was not the problem. I just wasn’t ready yet.

One day after work, she texted me, “So, I was thinking. We should have a full night where all we do is fuck.”

“Oh yeah? Tell me more about what this night would be like,” I replied. I knew exactly what the night would be like. I just wanted her to say it.

“Licking, fucking, sucking, kissing, and cumming until we physically can’t anymore. I want us to be exhausted.”

“Damn, sounds like a beautiful fucking night. I’ll be sure to get us plenty of Drationades for the night. The ones with extra electrolytes in them.”

“Lemon-lime for me, please,” she responded.

“Seriously? Lemon-lime? That’s the nastiest one.”

“Don’t judge me. I like what I like,” she said back to me with a goofy-faced emoji.

We planned to have that night in a few days. She had to work till 8 that evening, so she told me to come by around 10. We both didn’t have to work the next day, so it was the perfect night for an all nighter.

I was excited as hell. I took a long shower and wanted to make sure I was perfectly clean for her. I drank a ton of water and ate very light that day. I brushed the hell out of my teeth and used mouthwash twice as long as it says you should on the bottle.

When I left my apartment, I pulled up into a gas station near hers and got her three bottles of Lemon-lime Drationades. I got grape and fruit punch for myself.

When I arrived at her apartment, I knocked on her door and stood there with all kinds of thoughts. I was so pumped for what we were about to do.

She opened the door, dressed in fuzzy pink pajamas, and had a huge smile on her face. She threw her arms around me and squeezed. Then she told me to come in, and I followed her into the kitchen and placed our drinks on the table. She took all but one for each of us and walked over to put the others in the fridge. There’s something about pajama pants that makes big asses look sexy as fuck when a woman walks. Each one of her cheeks wobbled independently, and my eyes were glued onto them. After shutting the fridge door, she turned around and caught me staring at her ass. She smiled hard at me.

For some reason, there was an awkward silence between us. If you would have been a fly on the wall, you would have thought this was our first meet-up, not our tenth or eleventh.

“Is it weird that I constantly fantasize about you putting your face in my ass? Like…I literally masturbate to it,” she asked, cutting the tension.

It was obvious that she liked it, but I had no clue she fantasized about it so often.

“It might be weird to some people, but not to me. I mean, damn…I’m the one who’s eating your ass after all.”

She chuckled and blushed.

“It just feels sooooo good, and you like…you really eat it. Like, you reeallly eat it.” She started to fan herself with her hand, and it looked like her mind drifted off to a sexy memory.

She was leaning up against her counter, and I pulled out one of the chairs around her table and sat in it.

“Your ass, and I’m being completely serious now, but your ass deserves to be eaten whenever you want it to be. And when you want it, I’m here for it.”

“Only when I want it?” she asked with a smug little smile. She knew I was completely obsessed.

“Candy, eating your ass is a constant craving of mine. Day or night. Rain or fucking shine.”

“Oh really? So, you’re craving this right now?” She turned around and slowly pulled her pajama pants down, revealing her scrumptious, coffee-color-toned booty. She was slowly walking backward in my direction, and when she got close, I pulled her near. I lifted her shirt and started to kiss the small of her back. I just couldn’t stop. Her ass was too low for my lips to reach. I placed my hands on her sides right where the lower back and hips meet. I was blown away by her body’s shape. Her waist tapered in, and then her enormous ass flared out right below. Her ass was not proportionate to her body, but that wasn’t a bad thing. She just had a whole lotta ass on her.

She flinched and giggled as my fingers traced the lightning-strike-looking lines of her stretch marks. These weren’t imperfections. They come with the territory of her shape.

My hands explored the warm mounds of her cheeks, and then I let my thumb rub between them until it found her asshole. Her moan told me to keep going. I rubbed it in a circular motion, pulled my thumb back, stuck it in my mouth, got it wet, then continued to rub her asshole again. I was so hard. I couldn’t wait until it was my tongue on her asshole instead.

We spent a good few minutes like that until in a flash she removed her top and completely climbed out of her pajama pants. Naked, she turned around, straddled me, and started to kiss me in a way that made me feel like she couldn’t contain herself anymore. Her breath was warm, and minty. Her lips sweet, and her tongue wet as hell. There was so much saliva, but I loved it. I loved her. I loved everything about her. We shed our human forms thoughts, and lost ourselves into each other. Nothing mattered at all, but us.

I managed to pull my pants down, and my erection was calling for her. She took my dick into her hands and slowly sheathed herself on to it. Her engulfing warmth, and wet grip took me to another place.

“Fuck, your pussy feels so fucking good!”

She didn’t answer. All she did was moan. I must have been hitting the spot just right.

She was riding me slow. Each trip up and down took about two seconds. Not enough stimulation to make me cum, but enough to keep me hard.

I started to kiss her neck, the kissing turned to licking, and that turned into biting. I could feel her wetness spill out over me.

“Harder, baby, fucking bite me harder.”

When I bit down harder, she let out a blissful squeal. I took my left hand, reached around, and grabbed her massive ass cheek. I just wanted to hold it and hold her.

Once I grabbed her ass she started to ride me harder. I took the thumb from my other hand and started stimulating her clit. She leaned back to give me better access to it.

I felt her getting wetter and wetter. I took my thumb from her clit and put it up to her mouth. She sucked it vigorously. I could feel her tongue lathering it up.

“That’s right, get it nice and wet.”

“You going to cum in this pussy?” she asked with my thumb in her mouth, making her words sound all jumbled up.

“Always, but not right now. Right now, I want you to cum on this dick.”

I took my saliva-lubricated thumb and began swirling it on her clit again. Her writhing intensified. Her eyes locked in and never broke contact with mine.

Her face was so beautiful, and after bouncing on me for a while, her mouth went oval-shaped, and she was breathing hard into my face. Her eyes had a look of “oh my God, what’s happening to me?” in them. Her gasps got shorter, and her pitch got higher with each gasp. She closed her eyes and held her breath for at least five seconds. Suddenly, she burst out a powerful gasp, shuddered, and let out a sexy high pitch moan. I felt her pussy spasm on my dick, and her body shake like she had a fever, and had the chills that make you shiver like crazy.

“Fuck yeah, that’s a good girl. Cum on this dick. Make me fucking wet from your pussy.”

She then fell onto me, like she lost all her strength. She was exhausted, and she rested her head on my shoulder. I felt her lips gently press into my neck like they were resting there. Then she started to kiss it.

I hugged her tight and then ran my hands up and down the length of her back. My middle finger found its way down her crack, and I let it play there for a while even though her asshole was out of reach.

My dick was still inside of her. Without a doubt, it’s my dick’s favorite place to be. Nothing felt better than when I would feel herself clench around me.

We started kissing again, not intense like before, but slower, and more passionate. She resumed her slow riding, and I started to kiss her breasts, and suck on her nipples. She loved it. I was enjoying the hell out of it too. She leaned back from me, and a long string of her drool was intentionally working its way down to her left nipple. My tongue beat her saliva to it. I felt her spit fall onto my tongue, and I got so turned on by that. I thrusted myself as hard as I could into her, subconsciously wishing I had just pumped a load in.

After I plopped her nipple out of my mouth, she stood up and slid herself off of me. We both noticed how wet my dick was with her pussy juice. It was so wet that it shined in the light.

“Look at this mess you made,” I said with a wide smile.

She laughed, “It’s not my fault! You made me make that mess!”

“True, but damn...I fucking love it.”

“Let me clean it off for you.” She got onto her knees and started licking me from base to tip. She orally made love to me. She spit on it and started to stroke it. With each stroke, I felt my cum build up and make its way to my tip. She could tell I was on the verge of busting.

“You better tell me when you’re about to cum. I want to taste you.”

“I…will just…damn…Don’t waste any of it. Not a…single drop.” I struggled to say through the intense pleasure. After a few minutes, she started to lick my balls. I shot back in my seat. I never felt that before. Over the course of the five weeks we had been fucking, this was the first time she ever did it. It was also the first time it was ever done to me. Her tongue worked its way all over my sack. It traveled over every inch. I could no longer control my movements. This was a type of pleasure I had never experienced, and I was lost in it.

In my brief moments of lucid thought, I hoped I would not hurt her with my thrashing around. She was stroking my dick rhythmically and had one ball in her mouth. She popped it out and then started sucking my dick again. She went back to licking my balls, and the noises she was making were so sexy, and animalistic as hell.

“Fuck! I’m about to cum!” I yelled. She quickly wrapped her lips around my dick, and I started to pump her mouth full.

“Uh! Uh! Uh!” I said with every pump. “Oooooooh!”

Her startled grunt turned into an enthusiastic one, like she couldn’t get enough, and was extremely satisfied with what I was giving her.

I leaned back in the chair, spent, as she continued sucking.

“Holy fuck! What just happened?”

“You taste so fucking good! I want more!”

I couldn’t say anything. She wouldn’t let up on me. She stopped sucking for a moment but kept stroking it.

“I want all of it! Every last drop.” She noticed that she had a glob of my cum on the corner of her mouth. She took her finger, wiped it up, and licked it off. I fell into a post-nut haze and sat there dizzy while she licked my dick like it was ice cream melting on a cone.

After I recovered, she led me over to her bedroom. Watching her walk was always sexy as fuck. Her wide hips swayed with each step, and her ass jiggled like a big bowl of Jello. She looked back at me and smiled when she noticed I was looking. When she’s in front of me, I wonder if she can feel my eyes on that booty.

“I remember you saying eating my ass is a constant craving of yours?”

“Damn right I said that.”

She giggled, “Prove it.”

We walked into her room, and I sat down on the floor using the foot of her bed as a backrest.

“Give me that ass, baby.”

She stood in front of me. She was standing with my legs in between hers. Her colossal, mouth-watering booty was not even a foot in front of my face.

“Well?” she impatiently asked.

I laughed. “Let me take my time with it,” I said as I started to rub it. “I don’t want to rush it. I don’t think you understand, but you have a once in a lifetime ass. I wanna take my time with it.”

She giggled, spread her enormous cheeks, and smashed her ass into my face. Once my face was buried in, she released her cheeks, and I wrapped my arms around her waist. I licked, and licked, and licked. Long licks up and down, swirling my tongue the way I knew she liked it, I couldn’t get enough of her booty.

She was moaning and sitting on my face as best as she could from the position she was in.

I started kissing her asshole, pecking it, and tongue fucking it. Then I gave it a long, flat tongued lick, and she shuddered in pleasure.

I licked, kissed, massaged, spanked, and grabbed her ass so much, I felt like I was going ass-crazy.

I told her to lay down, and she got down on the floor, and rolled over onto her stomach. That huge, bulbous booty looked like a massive mountain on a flat landscape. I crawled between her legs and kissed each cheek back and forth.

“I could do this all night,” I said between kisses. I was focusing solely on her cheeks. I loved pressing my lips into them. In my mind I thought that it was possible that this could be the last time I would have the opportunity to do this. You never know when these types of encounters will come to a screeching halt, so I acted like it.

I let my hands, lips, and tongue run wild. I opened her cheeks by holding her left one apart. I started licking it from the center of the cheek and slowly made my way down her crack horizontally towards her asshole. She tensed and squirmed the closer my licks got.

I was in her crack, licking the rim of where her ass cheek met her asshole. She was writhing so much; I knew she couldn’t take it much longer. I then shifted my tongue further down and swirled it around her tight, saliva-drenched hole. A wave of gratitude, hunger, horniness, and feeling like the luckiest man in the world washed over me.

“Oooo-Hmmmm-ooooh! Fuck! That tongue feels so fucking gooood!” She groaned into the carpet.

My passion was unleashed and translated to her through my licks and kisses. I indulged in eating her ass, and the fact that she said she fantasized about it made me never want to stop. Time lost all meaning, but if I had to guess I’d say I was eating her ass for a solid fifteen or twenty minutes.

Her asshole had my full, obsessive and undivided attention, but I gave it a break and started licking her all over her cheeks. I had to prop myself up to do that, because they stuck out so much. She relaxed but still was enjoying my tongue.

I held myself up and stared down at her ass like I was a pirate, and it was a chest full of golden treasure. I laughed at that thought of it being, booty literally, and booty the way pirates mean it.

She got self-conscious.

“What?” she asked me with worry in her voice.

I playfully slapped one of her cheeks, and watched it reverberate.

“Nothing, I was just thinking of something stupid.” Without waiting for a response, I went back in and set my tongue loose, licking frantically on her asshole.

“Oooooh fuuuuuuck!” She moaned. I loved how she was squirming and was completely at my tongue’s mercy.

After a while, I placed my hand on the side of her ass and guided her to roll over on to her back. I adjusted my position between her legs and began to attack her clit with my tongue like it was told to take no prisoners.

She was practically screaming. She’s been known to get loud, but this was a whole new level. I’m not going to lie either; it stroked the fuck out of my ego that I had her acting this way.

Her pussy and thighs were soaked. I gave her clit a break and licked up her wetness, which made her tremble and shudder like crazy.

“Oooooo, ooooooh!” she huffed out in a low tone.

“You’re so fucking wet,” I said in between licks. I licked her pussy, the folds, creases, and the edges of her lips. I didn’t give a damn about her pubic hair.

I started to tongue fuck her hole, which made her press her pussy into me, shoving my tongue in deeper. I was able to catch glimpses of her face, and it looked like she was really enjoying what I was doing. She looked so fucking sexy. Sweaty, but sexy.

I went back to her clit, working it with my tongue, just the way she liked it. It was incredibly hard holding onto her, and keeping my tongue positioned just right. She was wriggling around like crazy and was strong as hell. Her pussy noticeably juiced up again, and it made me smile.

After about five minutes of all of that, she came so fucking hard. She screamed, which morphed into a loud moan as her body convulsed. I was licking her through it when a warm steady stream squirted out of her and drenched my face.

I froze and was in a little bit of a shock. I had never made her squirt before, and I didn’t know she was a squirter. My face was soaked, and dripping. Once the shock wore off, I started to laugh. Not because it was funny, but mostly because that’s how my body chose to respond.

After she landed back down on Earth and realized fully what she had just done, she was embarrassed as hell. She was still in the afterglow of a powerful orgasm, and I felt like her embarrassment was creeping in and threatening to ruin her moment.

“Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God! I swear I didn’t just pee on you, fuck! I’m so sorry, let’s…”

“Fuck that, squirt on me again.”

Except for her heaving stomach and trembling body, she was laying there still, staring at me like she was trying to read my face.

“I’m dead serious, that was sexy as fuck.”

A grin materialized on her face, which widened into a smile, which then morphed into an uncontrolled laugh. I laughed too as I wiped her squirt away from my eyes. I licked my lips and could taste her subtle saltiness.

Almost like her taste was a trigger, I went back down and let my tongue thrash around on her clit. Her laugh turned into a surprised howl, and we went back at it.

I did my thing and a few moments later she squirted again. This time I was ready, and I caught most of it in my mouth. It was warm and tasted like saline. I swished it once, then I spit it all back out onto her pussy. Her taste lingered in my mouth.

“Oh, fffffuck yeah, I squirted so hard for you, baby. So…fucking…hard,” she said as I saw the squirt that I spit back out drip down her pussy, and onto the floor.

I crawled upwards, draped over her body and we started to kiss. It was that nasty, wet, slobbery, don’t-give-a-fuck-type of kissing. She gently grasped my hard dick into her hands and started to rub my tip against her clit. She moaned into my ear, “I want you to cum in me, baby. Fill me up.” She shifted a little, and my dick was now surrounded by a constricting yet slippery, warm, juicy sensation. We both moaned in unison, and we held on to each other with a tight embrace.

With each thrust I came closer and closer to giving her just what she wanted. I was so turned on from eating her pussy, ass, and just her in general, that I knew I was going to explode quickly, and hard.

With every inward thrust, she moaned, and her eyes rolled around, not focusing on anything. Her embrace loosened up on me as my dick kept easing in and out of her pussy. One thing I learned about her is the best time to fuck her is after I’ve already made her cum. She told me straight up that her pussy is extremely sensitive afterwards, and I could see it all over her face.

I felt my dick was close to busting. My body started to twitch, my breathing went ragged, and it was hard for me to keep my consistent rhythm.

She held on to me tighter and started whispering in my ear.

“Cum in this pussy, baby, give me all that cum. Give that fucking load to me. I want it, I want it so fucking bad. I want to feel you drip down my legs. Give me your whole load. Please, please, please?” she whined.

I shook, grunted, and my dick spasmed, spewing my load out, and coating her walls. It was a lot, and I could feel it in there.

“Uh! Uh! Uh! Ah! Ffffuck! Oh! Uuuuuuh!” I blurted out as my dick was pumping and squeezing it all out and filling her up.

“Ooo, yes baby! I can feel it! Give me that cum!” She sounded ravenous, hungry, and excited.

After I came, I tried to pull myself out, but her hands dug hard into my back.

“Don’t you dare pull your fucking dick out of this pussy!” She sounded intense, fierce, and a little scary.

She pulled me close and started to lick the hell out of my neck. I was still inside, slowly thrusting, occasionally throbbing, feeling her intense grip.

It was so wet inside of her, it felt like pure ecstasy sliding in and out.

We stayed like that, not saying anything for a while. We just were, and after a few minutes we started up again, and I filled her up with another heavy dose of my cum.

We migrated up to her bed. I was lying flat on my back, and she was on her side lying next to me, lazily stroking my dick. I had my eyes closed, with one of her ass cheeks in my hand while she kissed me. I was completely at peace, and knew we’d be starting back up soon. The night was still young.

“Are you sleeping with anyone else?” she asked me out of nowhere, catching me off guard.

“No, are you?” Nerves started to swell in my stomach.

“Yes,” she said hesitantly, “But she’s a woman.”

When I heard her say, “Yes,” I felt my stomach flip over. Then when I heard her say she was a woman, it flipped back upright.

“Really? A woman? Not a man?”

She chuckled when she saw my curious excitement.

“Yes, a woman. You’re the first man I’ve been with in a while. Does that bother you that I also sleep with her?”

“Hell no!” I said. “If it was another man, though...”

She explained to me the nature of her relationship with this woman. She’d actually mentioned her many times to me in passing. I always thought that this Rora girl was her best friend. Turns out they were best friends with benefits.

She got up from bed and walked out of her room. She came back with her phone, and two bottles of that sports drink I got us.

She climbed back in, and while we drained our drinks, she was showing me pictures of her. They weren’t nudes, or intentionally sexy, just regular pictures.

She was a short Latina, round in the middle, and had a chubby face. She had long thick black hair, big lips, and breasts that looked almost comically huge.

Candy kept talking about her as she was showing me pictures while she was flipping through them on her phone. It was hard for me to pay attention, because my male-recently-just-been-fucking brain could not get over how massive her breasts were.

“I just wanted to tell you about her, because I want us to be honest. It feels like…No never mind, it’s stupid.”

“No, say it,” I said.

“It feels like this is becoming something, and I don’t want to have this be something I’m hiding from you... Are you mad at me?”

“No, I’m not mad at you, and I appreciate you telling me about her. It doesn’t have to change anything if you don’t want it to.”

She smiled harder and then kissed me hard without tongue.

“I was so nervous you’d want to be done with me,” she said with relief.

I wanted to say, “If she was a man, I would be,” but I didn’t.

“You’re good, it’s kinda sexy though, not going to lie.”

“You think so?” she asked before taking another long pull from her drink.

“I know so.”

“Well…” she got all shy, and incredibly nervous. More nervous than I had ever seen her.

“Well...what?” I asked.

“You know what I really want to try?”

“What is it?”

“I really, and I mean really…Oh God, please don’t judge me, but I really want to eat your cum out of her pussy.”

“What?!”

I remember it was hot as hell outside, and summer heat and a large black body like mine don’t mix. I was walking into my job at a department store, and before I could even clock in, my manager told me to remove all of the discarded hangers from the front end. It was busy as hell that day, and they were piling up. I hated when they would let them get that bad. It was always awkward clearing them out from behind the registers.

I clocked in, then went back up front and got it taken care of, already busting a serious sweat. I was taking all of the hangers back to the dock, trying to avoid crashing my cart into customers or fixtures when I saw her.

As I said, I worked in a department store, so I saw beautiful women on the regular, but this woman had something different about her. She was professionally dressed and effortlessly beautiful. She was thick as hell, had wide hips, and a pudgy stomach. She looked like she was mixed, and also had one of the best-sculpted booties I had ever seen in my life, and that’s no exaggeration.

She was sorting through some clothes on a fixture when I walked by. She didn’t even notice me. She was in her own little world.

When I walked out of sight, I remembered I prayed to God, “Please God, let her be a new hire, please let her be one.” I don’t know why, but God answered me with a yes, and a high five.

Over the next few weeks, or until her new girl status wore off, she was the talk of the store. Most of the ladies would have nice things to say about her, and they would always cap it with something like, “Have you seen her butt? Good God! It’s so huge! You can throw a quarter at it, and it’ll bounce back and take your eye out.” I clearly was not the only one who noticed it. It definitely stole people’s attention. I wondered if she knew.

A lot of the guys tried shooting their shot, which she ignored or shut them down. Sometimes ruthlessly. So, most of them, suffering from bruised egos, would talk shit about her. They said things like she was stuck up, or a bitch. You know, the usual type of stuff weak ass dudes say when they get rejected.

One day she and I were paired up to do some busy work in the stockroom. I was excited as hell, but I was insanely nervous too. I think at this point her and I never said more than a couple of words to each other.

So, we’re back in the stockroom, and I’m downplaying my excitement. Do you know how hard it is to keep steady and cool when your heart is beating like it wants to burst out your chest? Anyway, over the course of that hour, she was cold towards me, like she was bored out of her mind, and I was just making it worse. I started to see where the guys were coming from. I went blank, emotionless, and entirely by the book. I basically matched her energy.

A few days later, I don’t remember why, and I don’t remember how, but suddenly, she was my best work friend. I couldn’t figure out where the change came from. It was abrupt and jarring, completely surreal. I had a few late nights in bed trying to think of what changed, and I came away with nothing. I just went with it, expecting the whole time for her to turn cold towards me again at a moment’s notice. I had the same uneasy feeling you get when you start to feel like someone’s pulling a prank on you. When she asked for my number in a roundabout way, I fumbled my words trying to give it to her.

After a few sporadic text exchanges, she would start to text me every day and throughout the day. It never got sexual or too flirty. When the shock of everything wore off, I started to feel like she just wanted to be my buddy. I was digging on her hard, so that realization kind of hurt, but she was way out of my league, so I made my peace with it.

After a while, I did start to wonder if she had feelings for me, because she’d always be by my side at work whenever she could, and her face would light up whenever she would see me. I felt so lucky. Why me? Something must be off.

The more we talked at work and through text, I started to realize she had a soul more beautiful than her body. Her mind intrigued the hell out of me. She always had a question to ask. Goofy, serious, or deeply personal, she always had one. Being in her presence was my favorite place to be. I hated working at that job until she and I became close. If she had also been working, I wouldn’t have minded coming in to work for free. I had it bad for her.

Weeks turned into months, and I felt like I was falling in love. I got that dopamine hit every time my phone chimed with a message from her. I’d stay up all night texting with her and didn’t give a damn about missing out on sleep.

At the time, her mind, beauty, and booty had me intimidated. I truly felt like something was wrong in the universe. How could this woman, who could obviously do so much better than me, be into me? I’m 5-foot-8, overweight, and there was nothing special about me to write home about. It just didn’t seem right, so I kept my feelings on the low. A few of our coworkers assumed that we had something going on. I heard about it a few times a week, but still, when it came to making a move, I didn’t. I was timid as hell back then.

One day, she was working in our shipping and receiving department. It was getting late so, customers were few and far between. I was killing time back there with her, and she was in an incredibly flirty mood. She was all smiles and giggles, and I ain’t gonna lie, so was I. There was something in the air between us, more so than any other time.

My manager came by, saw that I wasn’t busy, and asked me if I could bring down some Christmas decorations from the top shelf in the dock.

“I know you hate getting on ladders, but we need those down so the morning crew can reorganize the shelves.”

Candy perked up, looked at my manager, and said, “I can get them. I don’t mind heights.” My manager, seeing that she wasn’t really doing anything either, told her that would be fine.

She turned to me and said, “Let’s go. I’ll need your help.”

As we were walking through the stockroom to get to the decorations, I noticed how amazing her ass looked. She was wearing these black pants that were tight around her hips, but looser around her calves, like her butt could barely fit in them. Her waist was small, but her booty was so round and not gonna lie…looking delicious. I hated how easily I was getting turned on just by watching her walk. I hoped she didn’t notice the growing bulge in my pants.

Back in high school, my friend told me that the best way to cure an unwanted boner was to think about stirring a bowl of applesauce. I tried it, and it didn’t work.

We get to the decorations, find a ladder, and she asks me if I can hold it while she goes up. I crack a few lame jokes and hold the ladder. I’m kind of feeling like a chicken right now because she doesn’t have to climb more than a few feet to reach them and…My God.

Her big, beautiful, round ass was right in my face! If I had leaned in half a foot, my face would have pressed into it. I wondered if she knew.

With every ounce of my strength, I turned my head away. I didn’t want her to feel weird or uncomfortable, so I averted my gaze. I caught another quick glance, and damn near punctured a hole in my pants. She was such a beautiful sight to see. Her ass was just right there, right in front of me. I thought that I would never have a view like this again, but still I turned my eyes away.

I felt her bump that huge ass into my cheek. I remember how firm it felt pressed against me. I could feel each of her cheeks, and where her crack was through her pants. My mind went blank, and my erection was so stiff it was uncomfortable.

She got embarrassed.

“Oh my God! I’m so sorry that happened! This is so awkward!”

I wanted to say, “I’ll look back on this moment for the rest of my life with a smile on my face,” but I kept it cool.

“It’s all right, don’t worry about it.”

“I’m so embarrassed,” she said like she really meant it.

“It’s all right, it happens.”

Her embarrassed expression was replaced by a puzzled one.

“It happens? Like…you have women sticking their butts in your face all the time?”

I took a moment to think about how I was going to respond. On one hand, I could squash this and move on, or on the other, I could see what this could turn into.

I said, “It’s been known to happen. No complaints from me when it does.”

The second I said that, she bumped that ass into me again. This time it pressed to my lips. It was a quick tap, then she said, “I’m not saying sorry.”

I was still trying to process the fact that my lips felt that booty. Then I said, “Even if you did apologize, I wouldn’t accept it.”

She got a thoughtful look on her face, seductively bit her lower lip, and slowly pressed her ass into my face again. She started swaying from side to side. I was rolling my head back and forth on it. I couldn’t believe what was happening when it abruptly stopped.

She said, “What if someone comes back here?”

“No one ever comes back here. Especially now, they’re all up front folding clothes. We have this place to ourselves.”

“Are you sure?”

“Hell yeah, it’s only me who comes back here round this time, anyways.”

“Good,” she said confidently.

She pressed her ass into me again.

“You like this ass?” she asked as she began repeatedly tapping it on my face. I puckered my lips and kept kissing it.

“I love this ass,” I said in between kisses.

“Touch it.”

Even though my lips had been on it, I was a little apprehensive to use my hands. I fought through my nerves and let my hands explore, and damn…she had so much ass to explore too.

She moaned, and it was encouraging. I took my hand and rubbed the lower end of one of her cheeks. I hefted it up and could feel the weight of what she was carrying back there. I moved my hand in deeper towards her thighs. I started rubbing her pussy. I could feel her heat and subtle dampness.

She gasped and slowly pulled down her pants, revealing her caramel-toned cheeks.

After I recovered from my brief moment of disbelief, I started kissing her cheeks again.

I thought, “This must be a dream. Here I am, kissing Candy’s bare ass. This might be the only time I’ll experience this. Fuck my insecurities, I’m going for it.”

I put my hands on each corresponding cheek and gently spread them apart. Candy shivered and made this half-moan, half-giggle sound.

Her asshole was staring at me, and I just stared back with wide eyes. It looked tight, puckered, and like it wanted to be licked.

In a near trance, I slowly put my face between her cheeks and put my grateful tongue on it.

She gasped, jolted upright, and stiffened. I flattened my tongue on her hole, then swirled it around.

“Fuck yes, oh my God!” she groaned. She was writhing around, holding on to the sides of the ladder for support while I was licking her asshole like it was the reason why I was born. I started doing long licks as far up her crack as I could go. She took one hand and began vigorously rubbing her clit.

I forgot about everything and anything. I was completely absorbed in kissing and licking that puckered little hole. After what I think was a few minutes, her breath started to quicken, her gasps increased in pitch, and she tensed the hell up again. My tongue was living its best life when she let out a prolonged, breathless, “Oh!” and I noticed her asshole was winking spasmodically. It was the sexiest thing my tongue had ever felt. She started to shake like she got the shivers and was breathing heavy as hell.

She pulled her pants up and breathlessly asked, “What time is it?”

“Uh… Um… it’s 9:43,” I stammered.

“Good. We have 17 minutes,” she huffed out.

She climbed off the ladder, took my face into her shaking hands, and attacked it with her lips and tongue. I had never been kissed like that before in my life. She was licking the hell out of my face, and when her tongue went in my mouth it felt like a caged wild animal trying to bust free.

She quickly took my hand and damn near ran back into the stockroom. I had no idea where she was taking me, but fuck it, I’m all in. She started talking and said that no one had ever done that to her before and that she fucking loved it. I told her that whenever she wanted it, she could have it. She turned around and looked me sternly in the eye.

“Stick out your tongue.”

“What?”

“Just do it.”

I stuck it out.

“No, not like that. Like you’re at the doctor’s office.”

I stuck my tongue out again, and she started licking it. The bulge in my pants was raging and pressed up against her.

She took my hand again and led me over to the part of the stockroom that connects with the home department. She told me to wait there. She stepped out onto the floor, and I heard the 15-minute warning for the customers broadcast over the speakers.

She came back and got me, said that the coast was clear, and led me over to the handicapped bathroom. We walked in, and she locked the door behind us. She pushed me onto the bench and started undoing my belt. She was nervous as hell and having a hard time with it, so I took care of it myself. I was nervous as hell too. My hands were shaking nearly just as bad as hers were.

She took her pants off and frantically folded them into a rectangle and used them to cushion her knees. I saw her bare ass jiggle in the mirror as she was getting ready, and I wanted to bury my face in it again.

Next thing I know, she spat on my dick and started gliding her hand up and down.

“Fuuuck, that feels so good!”

“You like this, baby? You like when I stroke it like this?” she said, staring down at it.

“Fuck yes,” I sighed with pleasure.

She spit on it again, then started licking it. The way she handled it was like she was in love with it. She was stroking, sucking, licking, and spitting on it with an intense passion. I felt the pressure rise. I wasn’t going to last long.

“Fuck! You’re gonna make me cum!”

She stopped sucking and was slowly stroking it with a diminished intensity. My blood turned cold. I wondered if I just fucked this up.

She stood up, turned around, and pointed her delicious, fat ass at me. I couldn’t help myself. I reached out and started to rub her asshole with my thumb. It was still slick as hell from all the licking I gave her. She gasped, giggled, and swatted my hand away. She took my dick into her hand, positioned it just right, then slowly sat down and slid it into herself.

She was so tight, so wet, and incredibly warm, almost hot. She started bouncing up and down with a fury. Her ass would ripple on every bounce down. Every time she came down, she gasped, “Yeah!”

“Fuck, baby, I’ve wanted this so bad,” I moaned as I held on to her waist.

Bounce

“Me…”

Bounce

“…too.”

I could feel her wetness on me. My whole crotch was second-hand soaked.

“Do you like this pussy?”

“Oh, fuck yeah.”

“I want you to cum in this pussy.”

I couldn’t respond. I was lost in ecstasy.

“You gonna cum in me, baby?”

“Ohhh, oooh!”

“Cum in this pussy!”

I obeyed, and my balls opened the floodgates. I exploded, shook, bucked, and pumped in a full load.

She kept me inside of her, gently rocking back and forth. My dick sporadically spasmed. My head was spinning from cumming so hard, and from the astonishment of everything that had been happening. We both sat there for a few moments, not saying a word and both breathing heavy. My dick would squeeze randomly, and it always made her gasp. I could see her face in the reflection of the mirror, and she looked just as pleasantly shocked as I felt.

“I’ve been craving your cum for months,” she said hesitantly, like she was embarrassed to admit it, but had to say it out loud. It was definitely the sexiest thing anyone had ever said to me.

“Well, I’ve wanted to eat your ass since the moment I saw you,” I said while my dick was still twitching inside of her. I felt like I might have come off too strong, but fuck it. She just said she had been craving my cum.

“That was a first for me. I’ve never felt anything like that before. You just…you just fucking went for it! That was…Oh my God! I loved it!” She sounded excited and blown away at the same time.

“How in the hell have you never had your ass eaten before? That’s a damn shame. We’re going to have to make up for lost time.”

The speaker squawked, “Attention Customers, the time is 9:55 p.m., and our store will be closing in 5 minutes…”

She slowly slid herself off of me, turned around, and a sudden look of blissful panic appeared on her face.

“Fuck! We forgot to take down the decorations!”

“Oh shit!” I said, as I quickly pulled up my pants. I noticed again how drenched she left me. It was like she had a sponge in her pussy that would ooze every time my dick hit it.

We dressed quickly, both giggling, overcome with a release of the sexual tension that had been brewing between us for some long months.

We went back to the dock and brought those decorations down. This time, I stared at her ass without looking away. She’d purposely bump it into me, which caused us both to laugh almost uncontrollably.

We finished and went back onto the floor around the same time everyone else was finishing with what they were doing too. We were all smiles. Our coworkers knew something was up between us, but I doubt they knew I just ate her ass like it was my last meal on this Earth. I also doubted that they knew she took my cum the way nature intended for it to be taken, but who knows. Maybe they did. All I knew was I wanted a round two.