1. Josephine


    Date: 1/26/2017, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Authoritarian, Female Domination, Oral Sex, Scatology, Author: nunkie, Rating: 75, Source: sexstories.com

    I had seen her many times, even talked to her on a number of occasions. She was a big woman, black, with a round, hard face, heavy arms and a huge ass, which she heaved with some difficulty up and down the staircase of the apartment building where both of us lived. Many a joyful moment had I spent in my bathroom, on my couch, in my bed, imagining compromising and arousing situations with her. Oh, would I love to have those powerful legs wrapped around my ears, my face wedged into her black curly crotch, the flesh of her ass trembling with the nervous spasms of a massive orgasm, pumping her fluids into my wide open mouth. Never though did I seriously believe that any of my fantasies were ever to come true, as I am a rather shy and withdrawn guy. Until that memorable morning. It looked like it was going to be like any other Saturday. I was about to lock my apartment door, planning to get breakfast at the fast food down the block, when I heard her heavy steps on the stairs below. She lived two floors above me, and I couldn't resist stalling in order to get a look at that fat ass of hers manoeuvring above me as she'd step up to her apartment. So I fumbled with my keys, pretending I couldn't find the right one. The hallway is not too wide, so she had to push past me, which she did with all the authority of her massive body. I apologised shyly and returned to my business of fumbling. Once she was past me and up the first steps of the next flight of stairs, I took a sly look to my ...
    right. I like fat women. I like a huge, fat ass. I like it when it moves, I imagine how the cheeks rub against each other, lubricated by the sweat building up between them. Josephine, my upstairs neighbour and ruler of my wettest dreams, though not a fat woman in the blubbery sense of the word, had a most impressive backside. While I looked up to it, I felt as so many times before a hypnotising force pulling all my attention towards it. She was wearing a dark, flowered dress that was stretched around the round forms of her rump, going the extra mile around her broad hips and hanging loosely from there. From under it protruded her massive, pillar like legs. My mind went berserk with lust. I imagined her stopping at the top of the stairs, reach under her skirt and pull her panties down, then lift up her dress high enough to reveal the whole of her black ass. I imagined her bending over and spreading her asters with both hands, giving me a first row view of her wide-open asshole. Then a forceful, sucking wind would start pulling at me, sucking me headfirst up and into the warm moistness of her bowels. "Hey, you! What are you staring at?" I must have stopped fooling around with my keys and walked towards the bottom of the stairs, although I couldn't remember doing that. I found myself looking up at her, my face only a few feet away from her ass. She was at the top of the stairs, the upper part of her body half turned, enabling her to look down at me. "Hey, I'm talking to you, boy! ...
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