Maximum Badonkadonk Ch. 01

"You just gonna stand there?" Rashida asked washing the suds from her voluptuous figure. I'd zoned out staring at her enormous butt which probably wasn't a surprise to either of us at this point.

"I'm trashed girl, help yourself." I waved her off wearily.

"Aw, too much for you honey?" She smiled that earthen smirk that I'd become used to now. The steaming water cascaded down her torso as she cupped her breasts before rubbing her mound. I liked how open she was with me now.

"Yeah, but I get better." Rashida was caught off guard as I cupped her cheek leaning in for a lingering kiss. She chuckled for a few minutes before bringing her palm down on my naked butt.

"Damn bruh, you slick as fuck. Yeah, you're Jaquan's cousin alright."

"Don't remind me; pass the soap." She handed me the soap and I tossed it on the floor of the tub with a raised eyebrow towards the voluptuous sister.

"Fuck you." Rashida got out of the shower covering her front with a bath towel. It was plainly impossible to cover that ass. She didn't even try putting a little extra in her step as closed the door behind her.

My thoughts returned to Yoli unexpectedly once the door was closed remembering the toxic promise of sexual availability any time I wanted. There was no doubt she would show up if called, but I knew it was wrong. I didn't know if I would be able to abstain from using her. Jaquan was definitely feeling it leaving me curious about Renee's reaction to this latest slight.

I wanted to comfort her but knew it would be equally irresponsible. She'd have to work things out for herself. I resolved to stay out of their business as much as possible. I was so tired that I ended up sitting in the tub under the spray when Renee came knocking at the door. When I didn't answer, she opened the door, concerned.

"Get your ass out of that shower, boy." I gave her a thumbs up.

Renee took the remaining towel drying me off as I stepped out of the tub before wrapping it around my waist. She'd been more touchy feely since having her heart shattered by Jaquan and Yoli. Renee led me out into the hallway to her bedroom door stopping short to smirk at me. When I shrugged, she gave the door a light shove opening it for my viewing pleasure.

"Damn."

Rashida Sikes was out cold on top of the bed, snoring loudly. Somehow, she'd managed to squeeze into some silky pajama shorts and matching top undoubtedly provided by Ms. Kelly, our gracious host. She wasn't just snoring; these were the loud wet manly snores of a wino. I couldn't help but grin widely knowing I'd taken a toll on my comedic foil and overt braggart. There was no way I wasn't clowning the shit out of her after this as Renee caught the sight on her iPhone for prosperity.

"Congratulations Mister D; you officially got that good dick, man." She gave me a hard pat on the back, tucking her phone into the back pocket of her tattered daisy dukes. I followed Renee over to a hallway closet automatically surveying the sway of her own juicy rear end. That expensive phone was secure and snug against the swell of her pale butt.

"Check yourself." Renee warned pulling this vinyl duffle from the closet. She mic checked me suddenly tossing it into my chest as she leaned into the closet coming up with a rectangular box.

"Sorry."

"No you ain't."

The duffle turned out to be an air mattress which Renee inflated intentionally in the same spot where I'd plowed the stuffing out of her now snoring best friend earlier. I received a disparaging tutorial on the use of the accompanying air pump after she plugged it into the wall. Renee sat on her couch having a glass of wine parked in front of my laptop.

"Hey, thanks for everything Renee; you really helped things run smooth. Usually I just come up with stuff on the fly."

"How do you make it look so good? I've uh, looked at some of the other stuff on that host site and most if not all of it, is straight trash." I chuckled sitting beside her as the mattress inflated.

"Ms. Kelly, allow me to introduce you to the joys of video editing software." I brought up my editing bay walking her through a tutorial for the next thirty minutes. She was cutting her first teaser by the time my circular airbed was fully inflated.

"This is cool; I really like this." The loudly slumbering Rashida's digital clone was used to great effect teaching her best friend.

"Careful, esteemed baby mama number two has found another hat to wear." It was meant as encouragement, but she looked momentarily disturbed at the moniker. I didn't meet her eyes not wanting any drama for the rest of the evening.

"Let me get you some sheets."

I scratched my head as she disappeared returning with a pile of sheets and bedding. I was surprised when Renee prepared the bed herself instead of leaving it for me. It seemed the best thing I could do was focus on my editing bay starting the process of editing Chi Town Thunda's inaugural boy/ girl scene for the website we were building together.

She disappeared for a few moments returning with a steak sandwich and a tumbler of fruit punch. I chaffed inside getting angry at my cousin for messing this woman up repeatedly as Renee went behind her couch squatting looking over my shoulder at the laptop.

"You're really good at this stuff; maybe that's your career."

"Yeah, I was thinking of taking some classes in the fall, but my mom thinks otherwise. To her, there's no difference between this laptop and a PlayStation. Dad, well he's always kind of busy living his best life."

"It's your life; do what you want, or you could end up wasting it like I did." I perked up looking over my shoulder at her face. Renee was flushed, cheeks reddened and glistening with tears.

"You really need to DUMP Jaquan, Renee!!"

"Yeah I know; but I keep thinking about the first time we had sex. That motherfucker was so goddamn happy, you know? He screwed me over and over again until the next day; I just keep thinking about the look on his fucking face. He knew what he was doing. That asshole knew he was knocking me up and I was just, stupid. I mean yeah, he wasn't wearing a hat, if you get my drift. I told myself we were gonna be married someday halfway through the night. That nigga just wanted me barefoot and pregnant!"

I got up immediately as she backed away towards her front room window. Renee stared out over the neighborhood as I came up behind her placing a hand on her shoulder. Yoli's building was visible from that window adding to the drama.

"You're a successful business woman, free from wage slavery and my mentor. Rashida keeps talking abut how I'm acting like you and everything; you're also really smart and I don't wanna talk about your symmetrical beauty. You know that shit already, but my cousin is blind as fuck. Sorry about that shit, love don't love nobody, and you already know that Renee."

The whole time I was unintentionally lecturing her, Renee had both arms folded across her chest intermittently wiping tears from her cheeks. I felt guilty by proxy because my family member was responsible but couldn't stop myself once started.

"THANK YOU MAN!" She locked me into a deep hug, burying her face in my chest.

"Glad I met you, Renee." I reciprocated rubbing the back of her head for a few moments before we separated. She was beaming, still dabbing at tears on her rounded cheeks. Her naturally slanted eyes were a bit puffy.

"Careful, you might end up with another computer." She gave my hand a light squeeze before sauntering off towards her bedroom. I still couldn't help following the sway of that heavenly ass. Renee Kelly was the total package from head to toe.

"Stop looking."' She cautioned without turning her head.

"Yeah, sorry."

I got most of the scene cobbled together before my body called an audible. I barely managed to get under the sheets of my inflatable bed before drifting off. It was like sleeping on a cloud perfectly conforming to my body alleviating my aches and pains. I welcomed the darkness happily sinking into the mattress.

[DARKNESS]

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"Huh?"

I was being kissed passionately, a tongue slipping in and out of my mouth swirling about. My bottom lips was suckled and nipped while I felt this wet sensation along my quickly fattening tumescence. Fingers were methodically stroking me to full hardness. I could hear this lathery sound that should've panicked me, but she completely blanketed my body under her own.

I could feel myself gradually becoming hard as a rock under her efforts. Those fingers were artistically skilled stroking my shaft, one finger tracing a line on the underside. I felt my testes being massaged lovingly by those lathery wet digits. It felt indescribable as some middle fingers rubbed my taint creating this heated sensation starting to engulf my pelvis.

I gradually opened my watery eyes finding hers there right above my own, cat-like. They were closer than I'd ever seen before, green piercing into me with the surgical sharpness of a blade. Almost alien, those sharply slanted eyes were studying everything about me as more of her symmetrical beauty came into focus.

The oval shape of her face shown bright in the darkness a bit of light off in the distance backlighting, framing her head. My member was so thick at this point that her touch almost felt painful. My erection pulsed, throbbing so much that my lips parted in a sustained gasp. Those damp lips pressed into mine, the tongue returning to parry my own. I took several deep breaths feeling fingers cradling the back of my skull.

Her tongue traced my jaw line in tantalizing waves sliding down to the side of my neck, suckling and nipping it with little bites. I whimpered a bit as my earlobe was suckled followed by the whole ear. Two fingers pressed into my lips promoting silence. The hand handling my endowment was sliding everywhere between my inner thighs, balls and taint sending waves of pleasure throughout my pelvis.

My legs were quivering uncontrollably as I tried to reach up, prompting this angelic presence to press down on my shoulders. She nuzzled the underside of my chin swirling on my Adam's apple. Her fist was stroking from tip to base now with these measured repetitions. I found myself trying to hump up into her softly pumping fist as precum drizzled freely down her fingers.

Her weight shifted significantly with her position mounting me, thick legs widely straddling me. We jostled a bit as I was mounted wholesale, pressed against her molten slit. She was hunched over my body; a silken long sleeved pajama shirt covered her torso but her lower half was nude. My hands were pressed down on either side of my head As she continued hungrily kissing me.

The entirety of my length slid inside up to the hilt making me moan into her mouth. Her walls tensed up around me tightening into a vice like grip as she arched really hard into the base of my cock. She held it there, her mound against mine for an eternity before her butt quickly started clapping wildly with my member trapped deep in her honeypot.

My vision cleared up a little more as she righted herself vertically discarding the silken pajama shirt aside revealing her awe inspiring body in its full glory backlit by light emanating from the adjacent corridor. The living room was otherwise dark as I looked up at the full undersides of her breasts. Her normally inverted nipples were fully erect, puffy, and engorged.

Both of her palms were flat on my pecs allowing me to feel just how steaming hot her pale skin was. I could feel her tensing up around me as I looked up into her face. We were wedged tightly against one another as she leaned over my body in a modified pushup position. Her face started to get bigger as she leaned down kissing me soulfully.

Audibly wet sounds of our coupling echoed off the walls as her heart shaped butt rabbited and clapped into my pelvis. Everything below the waist was moving at blurred speed. Every so often, she would hold in place righting herself before going at it again with unquenchable passion. Her essence intermingled with my own as she rode me however she wanted drawing my hands up to her breasts.

I could feel myself starting to climax. She seemed to sense it too, rocking and working her hips back and forth, shivering. I struggled to keep ahold of her breasts, squeezing and groping them as her whimpers filled the room. My hands were snatched away so that her fingers could interlock with my own as we synced up in organic fashion.

The building climax began washing over me in waves of pleasure so intense that my legs were drawn upward bent at the knee. The feeling was indescribable as her tightness retracted around the base of my member like she wanted to wrench it free of my body. I couldn't help arching up off the mattress trying to shove more of myself inside as my heart thumped wildly. Both of us were covered in perspiration, our glistening bodies catching what little light remained in the muted darkness of her living room.

...and then just like that; I exploded brilliantly inside her.

She cradled my body with her own, her large sloping breasts mashed against my chest as she kissed and suckled while my legs flopped about behind us. My hands found the full rounded orbs that made up her big, pale ass digging my nails deep. I clawed at her buttocks while her body became rigid akin to a marble statue. My mouth hung open nose and eyes running from the exotic feel of her all encompassing sexuality.

Her thumbs wiped away the tears running down my cheeks followed by a litany of light kisses all about my face. I hugged her tight to my body never wanting to let go, but she pushed my arms flat, upturned palms at either side of my head. My chest was heaving as she sat atop me still impaled, triumphant.

I whimpered a little as she dismounted covering me with the sheets and bedding once more. She knelt beside me on the living room floor donning the ethereally white pajama shirt leaving it open. My head tilted towards her, a satisfied smile on my face matching her own.

Renee leaned in giving me one more kiss, tucking me in like a child as I drifted off looking deep into her green, radiant eyes.

[DARKNESS]

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"WAKE YOUR ASS UP, NIGGA!!"

"HUH WHAT?!!" Rashida's voice jolted me out of the best sleep I ever had thrusting me back into the real in stark fashion. She was standing there beside my now half deflated air mattress covered up in a fluffy house coat and something that looked like a shower cap on her head.

"It's ten thirty in the morning; don't you think you should be getting your narrow ass up?" I scratched my head as the fog of sleep lifted from my eyes.

"Could you yell any louder? I don't think the neighborhood heard you, Rashida." She chuckled a bit as I flopped around on the mattress. All of the bedding and comforters wadded up around my midsection covering me from my abdomen to the underside of my chin.

"You're so nasty."

"Seriously, what did I do now? Don't tell me I slept walk and grabbed you by the pussy or something." Rashida was nursing a cup taking a few sips. She responded by pouring the almond milk she'd been drinking onto my crotch.

"HEY CUT THAT OUT!!" I jackknifed into a sitting position realizing what she'd been referring to at that moment.

My underwear was around my ankles leaving my morning wood on full display.

"You gonna have to take care of that yourself, Mister D; there's breakfast in the kitchen that Renee left for you." I quickly covered my business even though we knew one another biblically. Rashida used my stage name as a snide remark walking back towards the adjacent corridor.

"Renee's not here; where did she go?"

"Took her daughter to preschool, with Jaquan; not that it's any of your business. We've gotta take her rug down to the cleaners and I gotta go to work, too." Rashida disappeared around the corner leaving me alone in the living room.

"Guess it's none of my business."

I felt strange almost wondering if it had been a dream when Renee came to me earlier in the morning while it was still dark outside.

I was haunted.

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"Hey, I wanna ask you a question."

"Okay, what?"

"Did you get enough yesterday?"

Rashida asked as I sat in the passenger seat of her burgundy Toyota Corolla hatchback. After a brief, harassed breakfast, she'd pushed and prodded the entire time I was loading the rolled up plush rug into the back of her vehicle. I barely heard a word of it still thinking about what occurred earlier this morning. It was passion on a level I hadn't experienced before.

Something that washed over me like the ocean leaving me touched. She'd come sometime before the sun rose to take me with fervor unbridled fully. I could still feel her rounded hips grinding against me as she made love unlike the other times we'd been together. Even in the aftermath of that encounter, I was feeling it as my crotch reacted.

"I guess so, I don't know." Rashida chortled as we took the highway.

"I guess I should've gone easy on you; boy, you passed out in the shower. Yeah, the kitty chin checked you so bad, fainted in the shower." I raised an eye brow at the reimagined history. I remembered things, differently.

"You didn't pick up the soap."

"Wasn't no camera in the bathroom; I fuck for money, fool." She parried.

"I know, Thunda."

"You probably sitting there dreaming about the booty, ain't you?"

"You still didn't pick up the soap, did you?" Rashida snickered which should've lightened the mood, but my mind was occupied by everything that happened on that air mattress.

"Next time put a camera in the bathroom." She reasoned unevenly.

"So, I need a camera to touch you, huh?"

I unlined the question by placing my hand on her bare thigh giving it a little squeeze. When she didn't respond, I kept it up getting a rhythmic cadence to the caressing letting the tips of my fingers probe her inner thighs. Rashida kept her eyes on the road thankfully doing nothing as my palm slid up her warm, muscular thigh towards her crotch. A wide gregarious grin spread across her lips becoming a Cheshire cat's smile.

"WHAT'RE YOU DOING?!!"

"Waiting for an answer; you need a camera to fuck me, huh?"

"You're silly."

My hand was deep between her thick, meaty thighs; middle fingers pressing into her crotch applying pressure. I could feel the humidity and heat rising as she basically did her best to ignore me. I purposely ran a finger along her slit pressing hard into it before abruptly withdrawing my hand leaning in the opposite direction. I got my phone out texting paying Rashida Sikes a.k.a Chi Town Thunda no mind at all.

"WHATEVERS!" I replied flatly.

To my chagrin there were at least ten text messages from one Yoli Van Allen, my not so favorite sexual misanthrope. I checked a few which turned out to be invitations to her apartment for sex with a selfie pic of her own uniquely heart shaped derriere. The content of those messages were thinly veiled begging for attention.

It was confusing figuring out if she was doing it out of guilt or more in line with her normally thirsty nature. I didn't feel like finding out, instead shooting a text to Shawnee Thompson, the second linchpin of the site I would be building. I sent a Good Morning text to Renee with an attached gif of some cute, dancing baby.

"You really think you something, huh?" Rashida asked out of nowhere.

"No I'm just a regular guy; you're the superstar, baby."

"Don't you forget it; next time you start playing with the kitty while I'm driving. You're gonna get lumped up." Rashida playfully threatened.