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Dirty Dawg: Big Tit Derby

By: mondotoken



Friday, 6:45 PM

I'd had a particularly hard day at work with my boss Martha ragging on me about all manner of nonsense. When I'd originally started working at the telemarketing firm, we'd had an easy going even friendly relationship. Things had changed after she'd caught me checking out a picture of her daughter that was resting on her desk. I was using her office to make a few calls when I'd noticed a photo of Martha and her daughter and immediately zeroed in on her college aged kid's huge knockers. I'd been setting up an evening with a buddy and told him in exquisite detail what I'd been looking at. I'd failed to notice Martha standing in the corner taking in everything said and paid the price later.

My boss Martha is a particularly roughhewn woman of about forty seven who had migrated to the city of angels thirty years prior and had seen all kinds of hard knocks including being a single mother at a very hard age. This urban survivor from the state of Mississippi had weathered a lot of personal shit to get her daughter into the Ivy League school she was currently attending and I guess hearing me talking about her kid's big boobs sent her over the edge resulting in me getting "read".

You know how some people have a shit list? I found myself on Martha's mega-shit list and she did everything she could to make my life suck for the eight hours that I was on the clock. On this particular day she'd waited until I was five minutes from clocking out to call mandatory overtime and I'd been stuck with all the shit accounts. I was constantly told that if I didn't make my quota, I'd be looking for another job. Luckily I had the gift of gab and was always able to come in at well above office statistics. 

After I'd clocked out, she informed me that I'd be working the AM-Shift on the following day. This meant that I couldn't engage in any serious partying because I'd have to get up at four in the morning just to make it to the valley and I was always tasked with opening the company doors on weekends. I couldn't afford a car and used public transportation to get around the city. My original vehicle had been trashed in an unfortunate incident involving an Indian Intern and some ill-advised public sex.

I'd decided to hit the corner store for some liquor once I got to my downtown neighborhood and watch some porn before crashing. My neighborhood wasn't the safest in the world and I'd lived in a residence hotel after losing my job at a law firm months earlier. I'd downsized to be able to enjoy the fruits of my labor and had a single room flat for pennies on the dollar. I hit the liquor store for the aforementioned wine spirits and a few odds and ends when I heard a loud commotion outside the store. 

Mario, a kid that worked for the Korean owners of the store was running a female hype off. The woman had taken a post in front of the store after I'd entered and had been aggressively panhandling any and everyone who passed or tried to get in. Her voice was rather off-putting and had this angry sounding, liquor cracked quality to it as she cussed the Mexican teen out something fierce. The kid was undaunted as he had made a weapon of his janitor's broom and was swinging it at the woman until she relented and crossed the street.

I placed my items on the counter making small talk with an unresponsive Mr. Soon the owner of the store. His demeanor always pissed me off and I vowed to never use the store again on many occasions, but necessity and laziness always drew me back. In fact after paying for my wares I walked across the street to catch the bus instead of making a walk that was half a block. I was that lazy this Friday evening.

"Excuse me mister."

I was wearing my I-pod rocking out to some electronica when someone tapped me on the shoulder.

"Excuse me mister." It was the hype and I wasn't in the mood for any bullshit tonight so I just waved her off. The hype continued trying to get my attention and I continued trying to annoy her by looking her directly in the eye as I continued listening to my music.

I took this time to give her the once over and I have to say she looked like a fucked up version of got-damn Elmo. The indigo dark-skinned sister was strange looking with short nappy hair almost the consistency of a Styrofoam afro, big expressive brown eyes with a big fucking over-sized nose and wafer thin lips. When she spoke you could see a big pronounced gap.

This broad was actually wearing a brownish t-shirt that had been roughly converted into a wife beater with the sleeves ripped off and a pair of tight form fitting plaid short shorts. This living Muppet of a chick was extremely persistent so much so that I became irritated and removed my headphones and yelled at her.

"Give me TWO REASONS why I should EVEN talk to you ma'am!"

The hype shocked me by pulling her wife beater up exposing two of the most perfect breasts I'd ever seen. Her big boobs actually looked like implants resting high on her chest and capped with big erect nipples. This chick had some awe inspiring tits.

"O-kay, you got my attention." She grinned as she slowly lowered her shirt while I noticed a couple of teens across the street gawking as well. One poor kid had fallen off his bike.

"Look brother man, I'm just trying to make a little change to feed my kids." I could have cared less about her fucking children; my mind was already plotting the quickest route to wrapping her beautiful fun bags around my cock.

"I've heard this shit before, how much lady?"

"Uh, well how about sixty dollars?" Her voice told me that she expected me to balk at giving her that amount of money so I didn't disappoint.

"Nah, fuck that shit lady. I'll give you forty-five."

"Brotherman, I got five kids to feed. You can do better than that right?" The hype didn't miss a beat continuously haggling with me on the corner while I waited for a bus to take me less than a block away.

"I don't know ma'am, you probably trying to scam me anyway."

"What're you talking about? You've seen my tits and they are real!" She seemed insulted when she thought I was inferring that her breasts were fake. I ended up haggling with her for another ten minutes before she convinced me to sign off on her final asking price of thirty-five bucks.

What a bargain!!

It just so happened that her flat was in a building being renovated by the city also less than a block in the opposite direction of my hotel. I thought it was funny that she lived in this building because I'd been trying to get an apartment in that very same building and had been told that women and children were getting first choice. Here I was a hardworking man with an honest job and I couldn't even get an appointment with the managers and some ganked up hype had slid right into a new cheap apartment with little or no effort. The building had obviously been around since the forties judging from the wide expansive size of the lobby and the old fashioned gated elevators. 

The hype's apartment was just what I'd expected, a single kitchenette with long walk-in closet. There was garbage and discarded baby toys everywhere and I was even shocked to see a child's big wheel half hanging out of the toilet. The smell of garbage and spoiled food filled the apartment and I considered walking out of there when the hype probably sensing my disgust, quickly pulled her shirt over her head exposing her magnificent tits that were so perfect looking that it looked like they had been stolen from the chest of a better looking woman.

It funny but time seemed to stop every time this bitch's tits came out to play. I took a few steps back to look at her as she leaned forward and slid her form fitting plaid short shorts down her smooth slender thighs and let them fall past her shapely calves to the dirty stained carpet . 

It was only seconds but this broad was standing before me completely nude cupping her big boobs in the palms of her hands. I quickly realized that my assessment of this street woman had been wrong. From the neck down she was a perfect anomaly with smooth cocoa skin, the aforementioned big luscious hooters topped off with large areola and knob like nipples. She had a narrow waist that merged into her plump thighs and muscular calves. Her feet were well taken care of and unusually small and my gaze was drawn upward to her unshaven crotch, the one blemish on an otherwise perfect body. There was a disturbing patch of coarse nappy hair covering her sex and it kind of put me off. I prefer my girls clean shaven if you know what I mean.

"I'm clean." She volunteered seemingly anticipating my thoughts but looking around the apartment was an indicator of her true nature and my cock wasn't going anywhere near her untested cunt.

"Yeah, sure darling." I was dripping sarcasm and she didn't seem to care about anything but closing a deal. I brought my hands up cupping her smooth buoyant tits and rolling the nipples with my fingers while she giggled. She had that annoying addict's laugh that sound inspired more by nervousness than actual humor. I couldn't get over how spongy her tits felt to the touch and almost didn't notice her fingers rubbing my crotch.

"Money." She gently pushed and I presented the money I'd already counted out while she wasn't looking. She didn't count it or she would have known I was three dollars short. I'd recently been robbed at an ATM and didn't like carrying a lot of cash around. I watched as she sat it on a nearby dresser tucking it under a modest television. I slid up behind her cupping her breasts again and playing to my heart's content. I jiggled her tits and hung my chin over her left shoulder watching them bounce.

"You guys sure do like my tits." She bumped her narrow plump butt cheeks against my crotch trying to goad me into action.

"How big are these jugs?"

"I'm a 36DD last I checked. It's been a while and I'm probably a little bigger." The hype shuddered as I pulled on her nipples. I wanted to take them into my mouth but the stench of her sweat was nearly overwhelming.

"When did these tits get so fucking big?" I just had to know because you didn't see tits like this every day. I continued mauling her chest as she sighed loudly calling up the memory.

"They started coming in real big when I uh, was like twelve years old." She continued rubbing her squarish butt side to side and this normally would have been enough to send me into beast mode, but like I said before that nappy pussy gave me pause.

"We gonna fuck or are you just asking questions. Your time's almost up."

"I didn't know I was on a meter."

"I wanna take a picture of these big fucking tits before we get started." She shrugged her shoulders as I fished around in my pocket for my phone. This hype actually turned out to be a pretty good model striking all the right poses as I snapped away a total of fifteen pictures only getting annoyed towards the end.

"We gonna fuck now?" She half sang the question and I responded by looking around her apartment and shrugging. The place was a serious dump, so much so that I was reticent about even taking my coat off. The woman seemed to anticipate my thoughts again and kicked some of the trash around at her feet smoothing out a spot of clean carpeting on the floor right in front of us. I watched amazed at her ingenuity as she calmly lay down amongst the trash and opened her legs in invitation for me.

"I just wanna fuck those tits."

"WHAT?!! Well-uh what is UP with GUYS ALWAYS FUCKING MY TITS?!!" I kind of thought she'd be happy not to be having sex for money. Guess this wasn't the first time she'd heard that spiel. I didn't give a fuck how many other penises had been shoved up into her cleavage, I'd paid my dues and I wanted to close the deal.

"I can't fuck those tig ole bitties?" I asked fully prepared to snatch my money and break out of her shitty apartment. 

"Just hurry up then." She pouted and laid back cupping and pushing her big bust together creating an inviting valley of cleavage for me. I finally took off my leather jacket and tossed it over her television set. I slipped one leg out of my jeans and underwear so that I could put them on quickly after I was done.

"There's some lube in the top drawer there." I opened the dresser drawer finding a pile of unwashed panties and the lube resting in one corner of the rickety drawer. I bent over and squirted the oily liquid all over her rounded tits and she rubbed it in whispering about how cold the lube was on her skin. There was a wet sticky sound in the air as she rubbed the lube into her cleavage and pulled on her nipples.

"Yeah baby, that shit looks fuckin good." My cock was fully erect and so hard that veins could be plainly seen on the surface as I gingerly pushed it into the sticky mess of her cleavage. This hype was definitely a pro as she cupped the outside of her breasts pushing that succulent tit-flesh around my cock completely enveloping my sex. I squirted more lube into the crevice between her mounds. 

I found out in short order that the lube was of the heated variety as I slowly pumped in and out of her cleavage while sticky webs of solidified liquid clung to my cock. The continuous squishy sound added to the experience as I leaned forward humping into her deep cleavage as she moaned and wacked her legs together. I started to smell the musky lust wafting up from her moderately used vagina.

"Oh, that feels so fucking good." She moaned continuously as I reached down and pushed her tits tighter around my cock. Her nipples were squished together and I noted that her areolas were about the same size as Chip Ahoy cookies with little darkened freckly bumps surrounding her raspberry nubs that my thumbs were rolling. I'd snuck my camera out and begun taping the proceedings. She didn't seem to care about being filmed.

I began to feel a familiar fire gathering at the junction between my legs and my thighs tighten up.

"You need to cum." She warned as I increased the pace of my humping into her chest and alternately slapped my cock all over the tops of her breasts. The hype tightened her grip encasing my dick in a steaming vice as I shot load after load all over the tops of her tits and coating her throat in a clear milky sheen of my semen. She really knew her business as she slapped her silky fun bags repeatedly around my junk earning a surprise shot of cum right up her nose. Her lips were covered as well.

She shoved me away from her and jumped up squeezing her nostril and ejecting a gob of my cum from her nose. I leaned in for a closer look and got shoved back hard.

"THAT'S WHY I HATE ALL THIS TITTY FUCKING SHIT!!!" She screamed and stormed off to her too small bathroom. I watched her nude form as she splashed water on her face and tits checking out her small squarish butt and wondering how she felt about anal.

"DID YOU HAVE TO CUM ALL UP IN MY FUCKIN NOSE?!!" Her back was to me as I hastily pulled my other pants leg up forgetting my underwear in the process and grabbed my jacket and the cash. I bolted out of her apartment just as she was turning to face me.

"HEY MOTHERFUCKER!!!" 

I ran down the long hallway with my jacket over my head to hide my identity just making it inside the closing elevator doors. Through the elevator gates I could see the hype running topless after me with my semen splattered all across her chest. I was horrified and nearly screamed as the lift began descending just as she reached the elevator doors.

I'd nearly had a heart attack looking around to find a Mexican family staring at me cradling their smiling kid in a huddle. I looked down and turned to the elevator wall zipping up.

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Right before I'd passed out I'd downloaded the footage from my camera phone onto my laptop and been surprised at how good the quality was. I'd gotten everything up to and including the money shot right up that hype's nose. With a little editing you could pass this shit off as an amateur tape and I'd lit up a joint and spent the next hour or so cobbling the footage together into something presentable.

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05:30 AM-Saturday Morning

I'd almost been late getting to work having been entrusted with opening the building for business and found a small crowd of people waiting outside for me. I'm pretty sure I'd be hearing about this shit from Martha on Monday morning. I was responsible for opening both of the floors that made up our company with the fourth being designated for telemarketing whatever shit contracts they were pushing for the quarter and the fifth floor being solely dedicated to customer service.

It was a shit job but I didn't mind because I worked the weekends with Holly and she was one of the good things about working my dead-end job. We both handled the mail room, partnering up on all the shipping and receiving that went down on weekends. Part of me thinks that Holly was on Martha's shit list too as we'd started out cold towards one another initially because she thought I'd been hitting on her, but had eventually bonded over our mutual hatred of the boss.

Did I mention that Holly had ENORMOUS BOOBS?

Before I get ahead of myself, let me describe Holly a little bit so that you can get the whole picture. Holly was this blonde chick with a lion's man of frizzy blond hair who'd seen her fair share of hard knocks in life and had recently migrated to the city of angels from Tampa Florida with her two kids in tow and her good for nothing husband Derbin or Big D as he liked to be known. 

As far as her body was concerned, Holly was what some would call a BBW, short for Big Beautiful Woman in some circles. Some of the other women around the office would joke that she looked like a human sized cabbage patch doll with a ridiculous set of tits. Holly had officially broken the office record for most reports of sexual harassment cases in a six month period with one guy getting so hot and bothered that he'd exposed himself to her near the water cooler. Holly was a pretty even tempered woman, but even she'd lost it and pummeled the nerdy guy until she had to be restrained by security.

I think it'd be a safe bet to say that she had a little bit of a hillbilly inside of her and sometimes it would rear its ugly head at the most inopportune moments. Holly had requested Christmas off to be with her kids because "Big D" was locked up and been denied by Martha. She'd gone on a verbal tirade ripping Martha a new one in the break room and heckling her in front of friends not realizing that our boss was standing behind her. Hence, Holly found herself on the shit list with me and working perpetual weekends.

Funny thing looking at Holly this morning was that I noticed she didn't seem to have eyebrows and I guess this is where most people got that cabbage patch doll comparison from. She liked to pencil her eyebrows in when she was going out. I guess you could describe her shape as an apple-type with seemingly wider shoulders than her narrow hips, but I did notice kind of a chunky butt stuffed into the khaki pants she usually wore to work. Holly usually had some kind of flannel shirt on to compliment her bulky frame and make herself look as blue collar as possible. Upon first viewing her, I'd thought she was a big shapeless mass of flesh and would have kept thinking that way if it hadn't been for a fateful rainy day.

Holly'd got caught in the rain coming in to work and was soaking wet sitting at her station. She'd decided to open her customary flannel shirt while wiping herself down and revealed a line of impossibly deep cleavage that never stopped. She hadn't been wearing a brassiere that day and her large saucer sized areolas were quite visible. Martha had responded by giving her the rest of the day off and an additional one day suspension just for starters. 


Dirty Dawg: Big Tit Derby



Holly's work life would never be the same again.

09:30 AM-Saturday Morning

"Hey!! Hello in there!!" I was jolted back to reality by Holly herself actually knocking on my forehead and looking annoyed with me. I looked down and realized I'd been stamping the same parcel for over ten minutes.

"You looking at my tits again?" She laughed.

"Why would I, you never show me anything good." I was quick witted and she just ignored my comment while continuing to work at her station.

"You look kind of tired dude, some little slut keep you up last night?"

"I take the fifth; I don't want you to judge me."

"Oh, so something did happen last night. You've gotta spill man. Lord knows I need the excitement." She was placing some deliveries on a shelf and I couldn't help but notice the subtle sway of her mammoth breasts under her wealth of shirts.

"You should be telling me some stories Holly, and what do you mean you need the excitement?"

"Well, don't laugh, but I haven't been getting any lately from Big D." she casually admitted.

"What?!! Derbin finally turn gay?" I joked knowing that I secretly hated her Florida hick of a boyfriend because he was fucking lucky to have those tits at his disposal and always took Holly for granted.

"Not even asshole, he just lost his job again." She sounded frustrated and I figured Derbin had probably gotten himself fired from his chicken shack job on purpose. Sometimes I would go in there with friends just to gloat and have him take my order at the register.

"I told that fool husband of mine that he isn't getting laid until he gets another job and starts contributing to the household again." 

"So how's Derbin dealing with that Holly?"

"Fucker sits around all day playing got-damn X-box and eating me out of house and home! It's like he don't even give a shit and I'm left out in the cold all night!"

"Left out in the cold all night?"

"HORNY!! Big D's so chill about my ultimatum that I'd almost swear he's getting it from somewhere else!!" I just shrugged and gave her a knowing look which she immediately picked up on and began blinking profusely.

"I already told him that if I EVER catch him CHEATING again, I'm gonna cut his fuckin prick off!!" Her face had a red tint to it and I was seriously hoping that her doofus of a husband was cheating. I started laughing and in moments Holly followed suite as I watched her bosom heave with every belly laugh.

"You're a funny motherfucker, you know that?" She had gone back to her workload and my eyes lingered checking out her curves.

"You're staring again." She said after ten minutes and before I could say anything she pointed to a paper towel dispenser near her station with a reflective surface. I could see my own reflection quite clearly.

"Busted, you know you really should let me help you out with your problem Holly."

"What problem is that pray tell?" I shrugged knowingly again and she started laughing.

"You guys are all the same, one track mind."

"So you're a transvestite?"

"WHAT?!!"

"I DO believe YOU were talking about how SEXUALLY frustrated YOU are not less than ten minutes ago and now I'VE got a ONE TRACK MIND? Miss me with that bullshit Holly." I punctuated my terse statement with a wide smile and Holly did me one better with her response. She suddenly reached down to the helm of her oversized shirt and yanked it up revealing her enormous tits encased in a light blue lacey brassiere that was obviously made for her tits. The reveal only lasted a few seconds but was more than enough time for me to take in the expanse of creamy white tit-flesh. My mouth hung open as she smiled with the knowledge that she had knocked my socks off.

"Don't say I never gave you anything." She wagged her finger at me and intended to return to her duties but I had other ideas and stuffed my hand in her back pocket yanking her towards me. She gave me the same look she'd given the perv at the water cooler but the fingers of my other hand began rubbing her crotch finding it excessively warm downstairs. I noticed her fist balled up and poised to strike but it wavered after a few moments weakly dropping to the counter-top to help her balance as her knees buckled.

"But, but I, uh don't wanna cheat on my man." She lurched forward and I could feel her huge breasts envelope my free arm as she rested her heavy frame against my chest.

"Fuck, don't spoil it Holly, I'm trying to make you feel good."

"I-uh I know...but I still don't want to cheat on Big D." She pleaded her already strong voice going husky.

"Well he doesn't care enough about your needs to get a fuckin job." I was already running a middle finger along her well pronounced slit. I alternated this by squeezing her puffy vaginal lips together roughly and alternating this with a hard rubbing motion through her khakis. She was starting to moan and huff as her crotch became so moist I could feel it through her pants.

"Baby, let me make you feel good." I tugged at her zipper but her hand stopped me. 

"You're gonna fuck me?"

"If that's what you want Holly. I just want to please you bitch." Her eyes rolled up in her head as she seemed to be having a mini-orgasm right in front of me. I went to her zipper again and got it halfway down before she stopped me again.

"Let's just play for a little while okay." One of my hands instinctively rose cupping the underside of a large, massive boob. I was shocked that it was so huge that it hovered somewhere just above her navel.

"I knew it; I-uh knew you just wanted to get your hands on my tits." She moaned into my ear and I took this as a challenge.

"Holly, everything doesn't have to be about your huge fuckin titties. Let me show you how I work!" I turned her facing the counter and pushed her up against it with back facing me as I finally got her zipper down. She probably figured I was gonna fuck her right there when I slipped my fingers into her panties parting her wet lips and playing with her clit. She immediately went limp against me almost knocking me over from her sheer weight alone as I rolled her pink nub with two fingers while the rest of my hand gently probed her insides.

"Shit that feels fucking good." She moaned as a hand reached up and cradled my head. I was already hard as a rock and began grinding myself against her small chunky butt. Holly didn't miss a beat as she bumped back pushing her ass out at me. After a few moments, I released her kneeling and half yanking her pants down to reveal a really tight pair of pink and white horizontally striped panties. She definitely had a small butt and I noticed that her almost non-existent hips merged with really juicy looking thighs that had a few bruised looking marks on them. I wasn't about to ask about those marks.

"Please let's just play around; I don't wanna cheat on Derbin." She turned towards me attempting to push my hands away from the elastic band of her underwear.

"Fuck Derbin." I reiterated as I pried her underwear to the side exposing a clean shaven muff with some slight razor cuts. The moisture on her snatch was visible and running down the inside of her thighs.

I saw her opening her mouth again to spoil things and quickly ran my tongue across her slit causing her to moan out loud. Luckily the office we were using was at the end of the fourth floor and far away from the sections currently being used by the weekend crew. Holly reached up and closed the top half of the dispatch window while I continued lapping at her pussy like a man possessed.

"Yeah that's right baby, lick mamma's pussy for her. It's been too long since somebody did that to me." She was starting to really get into it and I grabbed the underside of her thigh pushing it upward and allowing me to go deeper into her cunt.

"Oh, you really like doing that huh baby? Suck on mamma's clit baby boy." I almost gagged into her cunt because of the silly shit that was coming out of her mouth. I could see the beginnings of her muffin top with some slightly visible stretch marks and the undersides of that big fuckin bra as her hands lovingly cradled my head.

"Oh, oh fuck, oh fucking shit I'm coming." She whispered as she ground her mound into my mouth. A tremor ran through her body and her fingers formed a death grip around my ears. I had to force her hands away from my head before she ripped the ears from my head.

"Fuuuck Derbin." She gasped as I stood and jammed three more fingers up into her dripping wet snatch. I was determined to make her remember me as she immediately dug her nails into my arm as what I guess was another orgasm ripped through her body. She shoved me back knocking me into an adjacent counter as she tried to compose herself.

There was knocking at the window.

"Shit!"

For some reason I just ducked down to the floor while she nervously fidgeted around before opening the dispatch window to find one of the workers standing there with a parcel in hand. 

I couldn't see who it was from my position on the floor but I was given an unobstructed view of Holly's backside compact and chunky as it was. It basically looked like a big butt shrunken small and reattached to her back. I also noticed two cute dimples at the small of her back and some sort of botched tramp stamp on her right buttock. It was a badly drawn broken heart, go figure.

She made less than a minute of small talk snatching the parcel from the employee and damn near slamming the small door in the person's face. I chuckled as I heard whoever it was comment about the odor coming from the mail room. I gave her cute baby donk a light kiss as I rose up behind her and ground my still hard cock into her ass crack. Holly moaned and pushed back against me building up a nice little rhythm as we humped each other silly. I tried to angle my cock up against the entrance to her honey pot and she wiggled from side to side avoiding penetration.

"No, I already said I didn't wanna fuck." She whined as my palm rubbed her chubby belly.

"What the fuck am I supposed to do with this hard ass dick huh?" I speared her butt with it unintentionally poking her brown-eye. She giggled nervously and shoved her butt back into me creating some separation between us.

"Don't cry, I never said I wouldn't take care of you." Her comments seriously annoyed me and I made a silent vow that I would continue playing along with this hillbilly fuck until I got the pussy and then I was really gonna go to town on this bitch.

I watched as she steadied herself using the counter and got on her knees in front of my cock which was sticking directly out in front of me in a straight line. She grabbed my Johnson at the base and looked directly into my eyes.

"Don't be mad baby." I watched as she began tentatively licking my prick and sucking on the head. She had this really weird thing she did with her tongue where she would use it to lick the underside of my shaft and swirl it around while half my cock was in her mouth. 

I quickly forgot all my anger and irritation with Holly as she began giving me an extremely sloppy blowjob and kneading my balls with her free hand. She got this really good pumping motion going and I reached into her huge, frizzy shock of hair creating an impromptu ponytail with my fist so that I could watch her suck the shit out of my cock.

"Yeah baby, fuck my face." She cooed and I obliged her shoving my cock into her wide open mouth while her tongue teased the underside of my cock on every inward stroke. I have to admit that I got some really good depth shoving my junk straight down her throat as drool ran down her chin staining her shirt.

"I-I guess you're gonna get your wish today." She said half choking on my precum as she leaned back on her haunches quickly unbuttoning her shirt and actually popping a few buttons.

"Got-damn Shazam." I was not prepared for the unabashed unveiling of Holly's mammoth bosom. The light powdery blue of her brassiere cups contrasted sharply with her pale skin even though I could see that her chest was flushed crimson from all the activity we'd engaged in during the morning. These monster tits hung low on her ribcage just above her cute little navel and I had to admit to being intimidated by the sheer volume of her cleavage which was a single straight line. I'll never know how she walked around most of her life carrying these veritable boulders around. 

Her areolas were massive easily approaching the size of saucers and a bit of their circumference peeked over the tops of her bra. 

"A little more than you expected huh?" She reached back unclasping the huge underwire and freeing her boobs which surprisingly sat upright on her chest.

"I'm truly at a loss for words Holly." I quickly found my cock inside her mouth again and she was heavily working me drool and all. I decided to get a little payback and dug my fingers into her huge blonde corona of hair, pumping my junk into her face in an action that was almost criminal. She responded by thumping my thigh with her fist until I let go of her hair.

I figured that I might be in trouble until I looked down to see Holly dribbling an almost steady stream of saliva and precum into her cavernous cleavage. 

I fuckin almost blew my load right there as she smiled up at me while she wrapped her monster fun bags around my cock and follow this up by dribbling even more saliva between her tits. It felt incredible being sandwiched between her boobs with the "natural lubricant" enhancing everything.

Watching her breasts jiggle as I humped them was surreal. There were motion ripples as my cock worked in and out of her tits in a straight horizontal line into her sternum. There was this squishy wet sound permeating that small mail room as I fucked her tit cocoon. I couldn't believe how good it felt as she whispered words of encouragement and tightened her grip on my engorged dick.

"Come on baby, fuck mommy's huge fuckin titties." She began shoving her chest back and forth in time with me. Sweat was running down my back as I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her close shoving my cock vertical with her sternum as I began to blow an epic load all over the top of her magnificent cleavage, throat and a little on her chin.

"Fuck that was mind blowing." I was literally wasted as Holly buried the rest of me in her mouth and sucked me clean.

"I'm gonna have to have a talk with fuckin Derbin." She laughed as she snapped her brassiere across her stomach and pulled it around and up over her monster boobs. Holly was a certified mess with cum all over her chest and throat.

"Now you know this is gonna have to be our little secret right?" She cautioned as she fustily attempted to clean herself up.

"What's our little secret?"

"You know how we fooled around and everything." She realized she was missing more buttons on her shirt than she originally had much to my amusement.

"Whaaat, we fooled around? You don't say." She laughed as she realized I was bull shitting her and we hugged for a few moments before going back to work. 

I made a mental note that the next time I got some of that. I was going all the way into her ass. She had such a tight little plump butt. 

"Man, Derbin's gotta be cheating on you Holly." My cock tingled as she shot me a look.

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2:00 PM-Saturday Afternoon

A few of the people working there had shot us some funny looks after we'd emerged and gone to the break room for some snacks. I chalked it up to the disheveled, unorganized look of my BBW coworker after I'd got through with her. We hadn't actually fucked, but she definitely didn't disappoint with those monster sized fun bags. My only regret was not filming it with my camera phone. Holly and I had decided to Facebook each other next time we wanted to hook up and had finished our work day uneventfully. 

The rest of my day was open and I'd scheduled an appointment to view a single furnished apartment near Melrose and Vermont. My building had been sold to settle a court settlement between the owners and the city and I had little time left to find a new apartment. 

I'd decided to catch some lunch at my favorite mixed-fusion truck. These are basically lunch trucks that serve the usual latin based cuisine mixed with different types of food not indigenous to that culture. This particular truck was very popular with the college going crowd and was owned by a lady simply known as "Mamma" a kindly old Mexican woman who was a wiz at cooking up tasty items.

That was only one of the reasons people flocked to this truck, the other being a girl named Lizbeth.

Yup, one girl put asses in the plastic seats of the makeshift restaurant situated in the parking lot next to LA City College. To say this girl was hot would be an understatement to say the least. She was this really, really THICK Chicana girl that worked as a waitress / cashier at Mamma's food truck. Her looks definitely exotic made her look nearly asian and that coupled with her cinnamon tanned skin and dyed red hair sent as many pulses racing as her curvy, stacked frame. I'd become somewhat of a fixture at the restaurant and together with Lizbeth a budding comedy act for the general public.

My attempts at getting her to go out with me initially pathetic had become comedy gold to the patrons at Mamma's Truck. Mamma didn't care because we made the place lively with our spirited exchanges. 

"No!!" I could hear Liz yelling her answer to my perpetual question from half a block away. I'd been waiting in a very long line to place my order and reading the paper when I heard the Latina bombshell calling out to me. I looked up from my sports section to find Liz half hanging out of the food truck window looking me directly in the eye.

"What?!! You ain't even gonna wait for me to get up to the window?!" I called back eliciting some laughs from a few of the patrons.

"I just don't want you to waste your time el negro lindo, bonito!!" She called out in her signature spicy tone.

"Don't waste my time eating?!!"

"Hey don't fuck around payaso!! You know what it is I'm talking about!! You're always on my got-damn ass!!" Liz suddenly received a loud slap to her well documented, well rounded ass which caused her to jerk her body upward and hit her head on the top of the trailer roof. 

Mamma didn't approve of cursing in her restaurant and what followed was a really loud Spanish language argument, some of which I actually picked up on believe it or not.

I had a good laugh with the rest of the crowd and settled into a seat as far away from the truck as possible.

I didn't want to give Liz too big of a head and lump myself in with all of the other gentlemen callers who all too frequently vied for her attention.

"Fuckin' bitch, she act like her shit don't stink." Wasn't exactly what I was thinking at the time as I looked a few feet over to find Conception sweeping up around the other plastic tables. She was Mamma's youngest daughter, a perpetual underachiever that the old woman felt like she always had to keep out of trouble. Conception had heat with Liz after she been on the receiving end of a very public beat down one Friday afternoon.

It was over a boy and the chubby Mexican girl had accused Liz of stalking him. Actually it had been the other way around and things had escalated the sunny afternoon until Conception found herself on her back taking the beating of her twenty-one year old life.

"What crawled up your ass and died baby?"

"Fuuuck you, I see how you and all these other fools drool over that fake biatch." Her sneer was perpetual and I noticed her sweeping a little harder.

"Jealous much?" I couldn't help myself as the words rolled off my tongue stinging her pride.

"What the fuck, I got to be jealous about? Everything on that puta is fake as fuck. Fake ass titties, fake ass butt and all you fuckers are drooling over bags of silicone." She had this self-assured smirk on her face that had me curious as she added more of her personal assessment of Liz.




Dirty Dawg: Big Tit Derby



"Oh you don't believe me then you can check it out for yourself at the Alameda Strip tonight."

"What?"

"Did I stutter? Your little princess shakes her ass for cash at the Alameda Strip comprende'?" She started laughing as a look of realization washed over my features.

"Ah you wish you could strip for a living fuckin' gordita." I lost my appetite and left half a plate of food for her to clean up.

3:47pm-Saturday Afternoon

The building was a modest little two story affair with an enclosed gateway and I even noticed a handyman doing some yard work as I approached the entrance. He gave me a weary look and his expression seemed to change as I got closer to the door.

"Nothing to see here brother." He waved his hand at me in a dismissive manner and I gave him the appropriate angry black man glares as I continued pass him.

"Hey, you hear me? There's no apartment for you here." He seemed a little standoffish and I was apprehensive as the roughly fiftyish year old Latin man approached me.

"You the landlord here or something?" I was ready for him but I wanted to make sure he wasn't management just in case I had to clock him. I didn't want to spend the weekend in jail.

"Look sorry, but she's crazy out of her mind." He had both arms out in front of him trying to look less threatening and I immediately figured out he was trying to deliver some sort of warning.

"What's this all about man?"

"The lady, she is a crazy fucking puta'." He kept looking over his shoulder as he talked and I followed his gaze noticing that the front door was beginning to open.

"MARIO!!" The voice was silky and sounded like someone who'd had a bourbon breakfast. I watched the color literally drain out of the guy's face as the voice spoke to him in his native language beckoning to him. He walked back to the doorway speaking to what I assumed was the land lady and stepped inside momentarily. Moments later, I heard a loud slap and he emerged from the door frame waving me over. I didn't know what to make of it but I was curious to see what he had been talking about.

I was pleasantly surprised to find an attractive older woman starring back at me through the screen door lazily smoking a cigarette.

"You are looking for an apartment I presume?" There was just something about her weathered voice that kind of hooked you in and from what I could see through the screen was somewhat inviting.

English didn't seem to be her native language and I placed her heritage as perhaps Persian of Middle Eastern in some respect. I just nodded and she pushed the somewhat rickety screen door open with her foot. Her name was Ophelia and she was quite the host taking my arm as we me toured the building. I was too much of a gentleman to ask her age but I placed her in late forties to early fifties.

She had a pretty but somewhat drawn, tired looking face with some bags under her eyes which she apparently tried to mask with heavy mascara and her short unkempt brownish hair had obviously been dyed a number of times. She had a slender build and thought nothing of the black flimsy housecoat that appeared hastily tossed on before coming out to greet me.

She showed me into the apartment a one bedroom with a large open living room, one walk-in closet and a smaller cramped looking room that could either serve as a bedroom or den. Throughout the whole tour she never stopped smoking and I found that refreshing to say the least because here in California most people were hypersensitive about that kind of thing. As Ophelia went to show me the newly installed sink in the kitchen her housecoat fell open allowing me a generous view of her large slopping breasts. She simply smiled as she pulled the sash tight around her narrow waist.

"As you can see I have quite a bit to put on the table." I chuckled nervously at her flirtatious humor. 

"Oh definitely and I have to say your offer is inviting." I honestly didn't know where all of my charm was coming from as I did my best to seem worldly and sophisticated. She seemed like someone who was used to having a lot more than she currently had and I felt somewhat intimidated by that.

"Would you like something to drink?" I silently acquiesced and she produced a bottle of red wine from the apartment's refrigerator pouring me a glass.

"I sometimes entertain here when it is convenient. You don't mind do you?" 

"Hey it's your apartment Ophelia." I offered no judgment as I downed my glass.

"But I want it to be yours so badly." She took my glass and leaned against the fridge allowing her robe to fall open. I took in the sumptuous sight of one of Ophelia's large sloping breasts that had a pronounced tan line and erect elongated nipple.

I couldn't help myself any longer and she watched my hand cup and knead the soft, slightly sagging breast. She moaned and allowed the other side of her robe to fall open revealing the other side of a perfect set of her majestic mature rack. Her breasts had obviously seen a little bit better days and hung somewhat low on her chest but were impressive on the narrow torso none the less. Ophelia's nipples were extremely rigid pressing into my palms as I squeezed the succulent flesh of her boobs mercilessly.

She wasted no time massaging and fondling my cock through my jeans as I pulled her slender frame closer seeking to cup her backside. I'd always found that women with overly large tits usually had nothing to show in the ass department. Again I was pleasantly surprised to find a very soft bubble butt encased in a nice set of French styled underwear. Her face was inches away from mine, but I didn't want to kiss her with that smoker's breath.

Ophelia had other ideas letting the robe fall to the floor to reveal a retired model's figure.

"I think you'll like living here." She moaned as she dropped to her knees pulling my slacks down mid-thigh.

Ophelia inhaled my cock taking its entire length in one slurp and running her lips and teeth lightly over it until I squirmed. She followed this up by running her tongue over the head of my member with a feather soft touch that soon had me trying to hump her face. She tightened her grip around the base of my cock and I found myself humping her hand with increasing intensity.

"You want to fuck me black boy?" She moaned in her signature husky voice.

"Hell yeah, I want some ma'am." She took my length deep in her throat and began humming on it sending a vibrant sensation running along my shaft.

"You sign lease?" I wasn't paying attention and she disengaged creating a web of saliva between her chin and the fat head of my cock.

"You sign lease?" Ophelia was jacking me hard as she reiterated her position.

"Oh, uh I'll definitely consider it." I saw her face frown at my answer and her grasp lightened considerable on my length. She was actually trying to use sex to get me to sign a rental agreement with her.

"Haven't I convinced you enough?" 

"Let's just say that you've got my attention." Ophelia began working my meat over again giving me the mother of all sloppy blowjobs. I watched rivulets of spit and drool run onto the linoleum tile floor of that small kitchen as she took me in a sweeping motion from the front of her mouth deep in the back of her throat with increasing fervor. She cupped her soft tits letting her saliva run drip over her cleavage in a slightly disgusting manner until her torso was glistening.

Ophelia mashed her pillow soft tits around my cock and began working my shaft. I pinched and rolled her nipples as she fucked my cock roughly with her breasts.

"So, you sign lease?" She asked again just as I was about to cum all over her big banana tits.

"Yeah, keep it up baby...I'm gonna cum." She gave me a sultry smile and worked her tits harder on my turgid length.

"You pay first and last month, there is fee for cleaning and overdraft fee in case check bounce." 

"Yeah whatever." I didn't know what the fuck she was talking about and didn't care as I humped her chest nearing the finish line.

"This is serious business, I don't like bounced check. It would be very bad for you to bounce check black boy." She suddenly stopped leaving my raging boner hanging in the air pointed directly at her tired looking face.

"I ain't ever bounced no rent check in my life lady."

"Good, I would hate to see accident happen to you. You have very nice cock." If I wasn't mistaken, Ophelia had just threatened me and I didn't consider myself the kind of guy you threaten. I decided to put my "nice cock" away and do the smart thing by walking away.

"What are you doing?" Her eyes were glued to my member as I pulled my slacks up around it with some difficulty.

'I'm gonna bounce lady, you seem to have the wrong idea about me."

"Wait, don't go away angry with me. I would like to do more negotiating." She tugged at my arm with a crest fallen look on her face and I couldn't help but ogle her tits while she led me to the couch.

In short, I found myself sitting on the couch humping up into Ophelia's mouth in a messy display of precum and saliva. She applied moderate pressure as she pursed her lips around my cock and hummed. It actually felt like I was fucking an extremely wet pussy as I reached down palming her soft medium sized bubble butt. I had no intention of signing a lease with this shady woman and every intention of shooting a quart of baby batter into her stomach. My right hand had cupped her right butt cheek and two of my fingers had found their way into her snatch. I began massaging the inner grooves of her dripping wet honeypot and this got a hell of a response as she picked up the pace and started sucking as hard as she could.

"Damn you feel good Ophelia." She'd forced a moan out of me with her considerable skill as the wet sounds of her oral manipulations filled the Spartan living room. I had given up the pretense of any civility as I cupped her ears and liberally fucked her mouth with abandon making her retch quite a bit. My naked lap was drenched in saliva, sweat and precum.

"Oh my gawd, you are trying to kill me with that monster!" She'd managed to disengage my member from her throat on a downward stroke and was gasping for air. I was silent and picked up the pace with a third finger stuffed into her vagina which was even now clenching up around my offending digits.

"You ready to sign lease?" She managed to get out even after a fourth finger had joined the others inside her.

"You ready to cum?" Was my response as my thumb pushed into the pliant flesh of her buttock.

"You sign lease?" She asked licking only the head of my cock which was aching for attention from her mouth. I replied with action by roughly rubbing her insides as quick and hard as I could triggering an extremely hard orgasm as she clamped down on my fingers and screamed loudly. Just the sound of her husky voice nearly caused me to cum and she took advantage of the situation to wrap her malleable sun baked tits around my cock and pump for all she was worth.

"OOOH FUCK I'm CUMMING so FUCKIN HARD!!" Thick wads up my cum began squirting upward out of the top of her cleavage splashing against her chin and throat raining down on her breasts. I am proud to say that I made a mess of Ophelia's torso and she continued working my cock with her fingers and squeezing my balls milking everything I had left to give. 

Her fingers were completely covered in sticky webs of cum and I watch her lick and suck them clean smiling at me with a toothy grin afterwards.

"You get some of my pussy when you sign lease. I fuck you very hard, better than young bitch you find on the streets." Her words were tinged with a trace of bitterness but I didn't have time to figure out what her deal was as someone was suddenly banging on the front door.

"HEY OPHELIA, YOU IN THERE?!! YOU IN THERE WITH SOMEBODY YOU WHORE?!!" Someone was beating on the door like a maniac and actually shaking the nearby front room window. I panicked when I saw the huge shadow just outside of the window and looked pleadingly at her. She looked as scared as I was and grabbed my hand motioning towards the kitchen.

"YOU ARE THE BIGGEST WHORE IN WORLD!! I'M FUCKING ASHAMED OF YOU BITCH!!" The back door was locked and she'd pulled a small set of keys from the cabinet drawer fumbling with the lock while I nervously paced staring at the progress the guy was making on the front door. Whoever this gargantuan monster was, he was throwing himself into the door with such force that he was making plaster fall from the ceiling.

"You must go, we talk about lease later." She'd managed to get the back door open and I found myself staring out at a narrow paved walkway bordered on both sides by neatly trimmed grass. There was a high picket fence at the end of the walkway and a small garbage can up against it.

"HURRY, I DON'T KNOW HOW MUCH LONGER DOOR WILL HOLD!!" I don't know why but I was suddenly worried about her not knowing what fate had in store for the cougar when that front door burst.

"Ophelia!" I offered my hand not knowing what I would do if she took it.

"GO BLACK MAN, IT IS BROTHER!! I SUCK HIS COCK AND HE FORGETS EVERYTHING!!" I didn't have time to be shocked as the front door suddenly and spectacularly gave way and a brute of a man rushed into the apartment. My minds was slower than my body as I bolted down the short walkway and hopped the fence in a single ,motion with the help of small garbage can.

"People are so fucking weird in this city." I thought after I'd run six blocks away from the building.

6:30pm-Saturday Evening

I was passed out in my bed after my somewhat adventurous afternoon in mid-city when I was jolted awake by my ringing phone. I'd tried to ignore it but whoever was on the phone would not be denied calling repeatedly until I finally snatched my phone up in a groggy rage.

"SPEAK GOT-DAMMIT!!" There was some labored breathing on the phone and then a simple click. I figured it was probably that crazy land lady and I wasn't having any more of that nonsense. 

My sleep had been troubled but not by the fate of Ophelia, but the revelation that Liz just might be a stripper. I been inundated with images of the curvy Latin bombshell in my dreams and discovered upon waking that I was sporting the mother of all boners. This was an incredible feat as I'd gotten my rocks off three times over the past twenty-four hours and with three very different women to boot! I flipped out my laptop and reviewed my little movie from the night prior. 

I started to jerk one out as I repeatedly watched the footage of my explosive climax all over the hooker's huge tits but couldn't seem to finish. I guess Ophelia really had done a number on me after all.

That image manufactured by my mind of Liz as a stripper continued to be a nagging torment until I'd resolved to do something about it.

10:30pm-Saturday Night

I hoped the metro out to Long Beach Boulevard on a mission to relieve my conscious. I had to prove Conception wrong about Liz and if going to some seedy strip joint was the only way to do it, then so be it. Part of me was hoping it was true and I'd get a chance to finally check out Liz's hot body.

The strip club in question was off on a side street adjacent to an abandoned textile plant. Pretty far out of the way if you were trying to keep a double life secret I told myself. I had second thoughts as I noticed some unsavory characters milling about in front and hovered near a payphone across the street from the dive. I didn't have a problem handling myself, but I wouldn't go out of my way looking for trouble either. There seemed to be something inherently dangerous about the place and I was about to leave when a white van pulled up outside.

Several of the most beautiful Latina women I'd ever seen stepped out of the van and casually walked into the club. They all seemed to be similar in height, weight and appearance and were wearing matching, yet different colored cocktail dresses. When I say these women were beautiful, I REALLY mean they were BEAUTIFUL! At that point my other head was in the driver's seat and I hustled across the street to the club.

The security guard, some lanky Armenian guy that looked like a teen patted me down before opening the club door for me and noticed a huge pistol hanging from his hip as I went inside. 

"Fuckin Shangri-La De-Da." I mumbled when I'd got a good look at the inside of the club. The place was almost surreal looking like the set of a hip hop video with all manner of seedy types represented from damn near every ethnic background. And don't let me forget the women, who ranged in looks from "Around Da' Way Girls" to the kind of shit you'd see on KING Magazine. Some of the women here had definitely had work done and it was all to the good. I had a hard time finding a seat and almost gave myself whiplash staring at all the girls. I was even getting evil looking thugs "mad dogging" me as I found the only seat available at the back of the club near some old school arcade games and pool tables. I considered myself lucky because it was near the women's dressing room and every so often the saloon doors would swing open giving me a glimpse of some topless beauties.

Once I'd found a seat this really thick Pilipino waitress walked over to me in a porn version of a stereotypical catholic school girl outfit. This chick was fucking hot and I had a hard time hearing her over the latin-themed electronica that was playing.

"Heineken please." She gave me a disingenuous smile and sauntered off to the bar to get my drink giving me a look at her tiny white bikini panties that were peeking out from under her plaid skirt. I couldn't believe how full her cheeks were because you usually didn't see that in Asian women.

I noticed that the ethnic ratio of the working girls in this joint were overwhelmingly Latin with only a few black and white girls. I noticed that there were only two Asian chicks including my waitress, the other looked like a Korean and had extremely large fake tits. The place was jam packed full of people and I noticed that the roof was kind of low slung creating the illusion of intimacy.

There was a slim and stacked Mexican girl on the small low to the ground stage and boy was she putting on a show. She had a narrow face caked up artistically with heavy mascara and eyeliner and 80's hair, but her body screamed former cheerleader as she made obscene use of the stripper pole. Most of the patrons were entranced by her aerodynamic act but I was just taking it all in and enjoying a brew.

Some of the patrons were getting lap dances right beside me and were taking some considerable liberties with the dancers. One Cholo was openly groping a larger girl and kneading her massive ass cheeks as she humped him with purpose. Another older gentleman was leaning back in his seat and I observed a handkerchief in his lap noticing his mouth was open. A very petite blonde dancer had her hand obscured by his handkerchief as she jerked him off. A wad of cash sat on the table in front of the happy couple.

I was having a pretty good time watching the shows both on the stage and all around me. A very attractive Columbian dancer was twerking her awesome derriere inches from my face as I enjoyed my own sort of private dance when the music suddenly stopped. Everyone in the club looked towards the stage as the DJ announced the next act.

"Ladies, Gentlemen and everything in between ...May I direct your eyes towards the stage for our star attraction Astrid!!" Some people were already clapping and catcalling. 

And that's when I saw her and knew the truth of Conception's words.

The lights had been dimmed for a purpose as the sequined curtain parted and I watched her step onto the stage. Her bright red hair contrasted with her olive hued skin making it almost appear to glow along with a crimson feather boa that was casually wrapped around her shoulders. My cock jumped as I beheld the silver sequined mini bikini that caused one elderly gentleman stage side to spit out his beer in shock. Her huge 38DD breasts were impossibly stuffed into their glittery cups which caught the strobe light used during her act along with the skin tight bottoms that hugged her wide hips at their lowest point making it appear that they were painted onto her insanely curvy body.




Dirty Dawg: Big Tit Derby



It was Liz no doubt about it as she wrapped her fingers around the pole and began swaying her wide hips to the tune of Perfect Engine's "A Perfect Lie". 

I was completely entranced by her act as she slowly danced with and basically made love to that stripper pole. Her perfect manicured nails sensually ran the length of that gold tinted pole as she used it to support her weight before squatting and simulating oral sex on the cheap painted piece of metal. I looked around finding most of the patrons entranced by Liz / Astrid's act. Some of the guys were even working their cranks if they didn't have a girl to do it for them.

I was seeing Liz in a whole new light and my cock was so hard it was touching the underside of the small table I was sitting at making it hard not to touch myself as well. Her act was so sensual and uninhibited, completely natural in a primal sexual maelstrom that enveloped anyone who was in the audience. There were a lot of moans from the crowd as she sandwiched her wide butt with the pole and began sliding it up and down that metal rod. 

She wasn't Liz anymore, she was Astrid... a love goddess and sensual muse that assured that some of the guy's frumpy wives at home were going to be getting some action before the night was over.

Astrid was on her knees with her big ass clapping perfectly around the pole and facing the wall sized mirror at the head of the stage where she'd emerged from. 

My eyes followed hers and panicked.

She had spotted me or so I thought because it seemed like she was looking directly at me as she rose to her knees leaning back against the pole standing up with her cheeks riding the steel rod all the way up. No one even noticed her unfasten the clasp between her perfect breasts until her top was flying through the air.

Now, I was finally treated to the sight of Astrid's flawlessly symmetrical tits and immediately noticed that they were enhanced. Her silver dollar sized areolas were a little darker than I expected with the sequined pasties she wore barely covering them.

I'd decided hallway through her act that I didn't want her to see me there because it would've been too awkward afterwards when I went to my favorite lunch truck. She might even ask mama to ban me from eating there if she saw me. I quickly made my way to the men's room trying to keep my head down stealing a last glance as Astrid had climbed to the top of the pole and slowly slid downward into a crouching position cradling the metal bar between her naked breasts.

I could swear that her eyes were burning into me as I retreated to the men's room. The moment I'd turned away from the stage I realized just how entranced I'd been with Astrid's act. My bladder was close to bursting and in need of immediate relief. 

The men's room of the fantastic club was another affair entirely looking like something you'd find in a truck stop with its raw, unpainted walls littered with graffiti and phone numbers. The stalls were testament to many a brawl that had occurred in this restroom and the urinals were topped off with piss. I ignored the stench and lined up with the least offensive urinal and started relieving myself which was no easy feat considering how hard my cock still was.

Just as I'd calmed down enough to get a stream going, I suddenly received a very hard slap to my rear.

"HEY, WHAT THE FUCK MAN?!!" I was ready to knock somebody out as I haphazardly shoved my still-hard cock into my pants and half turned around.

"What the fuck are you doing here payaso?" Astrid had followed me into the men's restroom and I was at a serious loss for words watching her standing there with her hands on her wide hips.

Some of the other guys in the restroom bolted for the door while a few watched amused.

"Trying to use the bathroom here!" I pleaded as she face palmed and some of the guys laughed aloud. 

"Oh mi dios me ayudan a no matar a este hijo de puta!!" Whatever she said elicited even more laughter from a fast growing audience or rancheros and thugs. I was eerily reminded of my exchanges with her at the lunch truck she worked at during the day.

"Look, I'm leaving so don't have a fuckin cow or nothing okay?" Even though she was standing in the men's restroom it was me who was completely humiliated by her brazen actions.

"Well you'd better put that thing away before you walk out of here idiota!!" there was a round of applause as Astrid folded her arms across her chest and nodded down at my half exposed cock. Half of it was hanging over the top of my pants adding even more embarrassment to my predicament. 

She looked pissed standing there tapping her heel on the partially tiled floor while I tucked myself in to satisfactory standards.

"I'm fuckin out of here "ASTRID"!!! There's one thing in the world that I hate more than anything and that's being publicly humiliated. It sucked that she'd caught me watching her act, but now I felt like some sort of pervert. That lanky security guard had returned mumbling some incoherent words which I can only assume were directing me to leave the club. I walked across the floor with a twinge of regret while my earlier Filipino waitress was going through an awkward routine on the stage to mixed results. Some of those more seedy types seemed to be shooting me threatening looks and I was inwardly crest-fallen knowing that I probably could never return.

"Hey payaso, I want to speak with you idiota!!" She had followed me into the parking lot adjacent to the club after wrapping an overcoat around her stacked body.

"You wanted me gone, I'm gone okay?!!" I was in no mood to put on a public show out in the middle of nowhere.

"She told you didn't she?" We both knew who she was talking about and I watched her face break as I shook my head. She had her arms wrapped tightly around her body as she looked off towards the abandoned plant across the street.

"I'm not gonna say anything and this night never happened as far as I'm concerned." She didn't say anything for a long while as I watched the coat blow in the evening breeze catching quick glimpses of her shapely legs.

"Hey you wanna get something to eat?"

"Huh?"

"I'm gonna call it a night payaso, I'm really fuckin hungry aren't you?"

"Uh, sure Astrid-uh, I mean Liz." I saw her visibly chafe when I said her stage name and she gingerly grabbed my hand and walked me over to her car a beat up yellow Volkswagen bug.

"Just let me pick up my stuff and we can go okay?"

"Sure, whatever you say." Liz retuned a short while later with a clear box-like purse visibly filled to the brim with cash. I noticed a padlock on the clasp.

She tossed it into my lap and started the car immediately causing the radio to turn on blasting some sort of Latin-themed house music. Liz didn't seem to be the best of drivers as she slammed on the gas and jetted onto the freeway. I found myself in a mini-nascar race as she weaved between other cars seemingly on a mission. I had a sinking feeling when she jetted off the freeway near western and began driving towards Vermont.

"Fuck me." I murmured as she pulled into the parking lot hosting Mama's food truck and went to get out of the car but she placed a hand on my thigh.

"Stay here, I'll be right back okay?" She sounded desperate and I just nodded my head taking my hand off of the door handle. Liz slammed the door of her car tying the belt that held her overcoat on tighter around her narrow waist. From my vantage point I could see Conception in the small dispatch window serving a thriving line of customers impatiently waiting for their orders and loudly complaining. Mama usually took Saturday nights off and wasn't present leaving her overwhelmed daughter and a part-time worker alone.

"Usted ha estado pidiendo esto todo el dia puta! Acqui' esta tu recompensa!!" Conception barely had time to register her angry rival as I witnessed Liz deliver a wicked sucker punch that literally knocked the chubby woman off her feet destroying several orders in the process. I could hear Conception wallowing around on the floor as Liz poured a bin of salsa all over the screaming girl while the patrons laughed and cheered.

"Ready to get something nice to eat?" She smiled at me after casually entering the car as if nothing had happened. I was a little leery of her as she chuckled and turned on the engine.

12:57am-Late Saturday Night / Early Sunday Morning

We ended up at a small hole in the wall eatery in Korea town. Liz had a taste for their barbecue and talked up how delicious it was with me. It was like she'd forgotten everything that happened as we took in what seemed to be an impromptu late night date. I was taken aback as she insisted on paying for everything with her tip money. After seeing her act, I wasn't shocked when she pulled a wad of cash from her pocket that could have choked a horse to death.

"So, you never told me what you thought of my act payaso." It was the Spanish word for "clown" and I'd long since given up trying to get her to stop calling me out of my name.

"I really don't know how to answer that."

"Come on baby, don't be weird about it lindo, I wanna know your fuckin opinion." We were doing shots of sake and getting a little faded from the strong drink.

"Honestly, it was the most beautiful and sensual thing I have ever seen and that's completely on the real Liz." I was nervous and horny all at the same time as I watched her silently process my answer.

"No jodas chico guapo negro? " I just nodded and downed another shot hoping she was saying something complimentary. At Liz's insistence our bartender had lined up several small glasses of sake and we were halfway through them before she spoke again.

"So, what do you think of me?"

"You're cool, you've always been cool and I have to admit that I love it when you clown me at the truck." It was my honest answer and I noticed her brow wrinkle at my answer.

"That's not what I'm talking about."

"What?" She cautiously scanned her surrounding before tugging at the collar of her coat to give me and the bartender a quick glimpse of her impressive cleavage. The poor bar keep dropped a glass shattering it into a million pieces and incurring the wrath of the establishment's manager.

"You want me to break a glass too?" I shrugged my shoulders feigning ignorance about what she was hiding under that overcoat. Even hidden away by a layer of beige fabric, Liz was calling attention to herself in the worst way. She chuckled again and pinched my cheek before walking over to the register to pay our bill.

"Would you have tried to get a lap dance from me?" She asked after we were on the road again.

"Well, if things were different, hell yeah." She smiled at my answer and turned up the music.

We ended up in Echo Park, a mid-city hood that was an interesting mixture of hipsters and Latino culture. Liz rented a small guest house that was situated in the back of a larger home owned by a gay couple. I caught a glimpse of one of the gentlemen as I opened the gate on the side of the house so that she could drive into the back area containing her house. 

Liz cautioned me to be quiet because her neighbors were really nosey and quickly ushered me into the house. Her place was small and cozy with various articles of clothing strewn everywhere. She had a small love seat facing a large smart television and for some reason I found myself wondering if somebody gave it to her as a gift. I really don't know why I cared all that much we weren't dating or anything. I noticed that had a lot of little toys and collectibles on some shelves. I noticed a family portrait of Liz on her mantle place with three little girls of varying ages. I was going to ask her about the children, but I didn't want to sound phony and disingenuous. 

"It's not much but it's all mine." 

"Shit, I live in a hotel." I regretted the words as they were coming out but something about Liz told me that she didn't mind. She was still sexy as all get out but having seen her at the club made me feel kind of like I had to walk on eggshells around her. 

"So what payaso, everybody got to have a place to live as long as it yours right?" She moved some clothes off of the love seat and patted the cushion for me to have a seat. I noticed a slightly pungent smell of incense and some exotic perfume wafting through the home.

"So, you want that lap dance you're too afraid to ask for?" Just like that she was in front of me fiddling with the sash on her overcoat and I was reminded that she really hadn't changed out of that sequined bikini I'd seen her in hours earlier. The whole evening had been one big blur the, moment I'd revealed Conception had "Outted"her secret life as "Astrid". I was dying to see that outfit up close and didn't know if she was giving me a trick question.

"Please." She grabbed a remote from her mantle and switched on some sensual music.

My attention was focused on her fingers as she undid the sash of her coat letting it fall to the floor. I found myself looking up at her statuesque figure clad only in the sequined bikini I watched her perform in earlier and the change of venue didn't take anything away from "Astrid." She began to sway from side to side using only her rounded hips never taking her eyes off of me while her hands roamed slowly over her taunt stomach and up to her breasts. She stealthily undid the clasp releasing her huge cinnamon tinted tits revealing that she was wearing glittery pasties over her large nipples.

She slowly raised one shapely leg up grasping her calf at the last moment and brought it down just over my shoulder on the back of the love seat with the grace of a ballerina. She had me completely in her power as she leaned forward and graced me with a light peck on the cheek before swinging her leg over my head to face the mantle. I was treated to a marvelous view of her backside discovering that the bikini bottom was of Brazilian style leaving almost nothing to the imagination.

Astrid knelt down parting my thighs and slowly pushed her huge rounded bottom into my lap.

"Come on baby, I know you want to...Touch it." My trembling fingers found her pliant hips and pushed inward creating a tight crease between the deep cheeks that were parted by my raging cock.

"You like that don't you payaso?" She was successfully massaging my erection with her butt and rotating her hips in such a measured manner that I felt in danger of cumming in my pants. I didn't know how much time I had left and just let my hands go free massaging and groping her wide butt. 

"I fuckin love it...Astrid." She was twerking with me hot-dogged between her cheeks and it felt like a semi-rough hand job. Astrid leaned back against my chest bringing my hands up to her breasts and I fondled them with wild abandon pinching her prominent nipples until I found the pasties in my palms. 

She was moving and undulating, a thing possessed in my lap and both of us were covered in sweat after a while when the song abruptly stopped.

"Song's over payaso." She had suddenly stopped her actions standing as my criminally neglected cock pulsed in my pants. She followed this up by doing something that caught me off guard.

She reached up and removed her red wig revealing her real brown locks secured under a nylon cap. She pulled her hair out to its shoulder length shaking it until it resumed its natural wild shape and offered me her hand. I found myself following her into her bedroom and watching those glorious cheeks slightly jiggle and sway. My tan goddess didn't say one word as she turned to me and began unbuttoning my shirt and flinging it on the carpet which was littered with her clothing and shoes. She gave me a quick smile as she undid the button on my slacks and slowly drew my zipper down followed by my slacks as she kneeled to the floor thick legs spread apart in a squatting position.

Astrid took all of me in one deliberate motion licking and sucking for all she was worth like some sort of starved animal. I felt her hands at my thighs as I watched her luscious lips run along my shaft in an increasing tempo. She cupped one hand under my balls and continued feeding herself while she kneaded my right buttock with the other hand. It was only five minutes in when I began to seize up due to an oncoming and powerful climax.

"Uh, oh shit I gonna you know, cum." I babbled and this seemed to motivate her even more as she pushed her beautiful face directly into my pelvis. This awesome sight caused me to cum in buckets right down her throat and she just took it all swallowing in cadence with my blasts into her mouth. She had me gasping for air as she continued slurping on my cock while I cradled her head. She stood and placed a single finger in the middle of my chest pushing me over into her unmade bed with its abundance of comforters and quilts. There were discarded items of clothing in the bed as well and I found myself holding a large leopard print underwire bra which I tossed on the floor.

"Stroke yourself for me payaso." I looked into her eyes finding her to be serious as she stood their shifting her weight seductively side to side and cupping her big enhanced tits rolling the large nipples. I didn't masturbate all that much in my private life and now here was this sex goddess egging me on clearly wanting me to demonstrate my desire for her.

"Come on....No te gusto? Fuckin DO IT for me baby. Jack tu' polla para mi!!" Her fingers were working her own sex as she sighed and moaned prompting me to full action. It wasn't that hard considering that I was still glistening with cum and her saliva. 

"Isn't this what you want payaso? To share a bed with me, eh nino bonito?" She was smiling seductively and passionately rubbing her clit and I followed suit jacking it like a mad man. We never took our eyes off of one another as we continued our mutual "admiration" for one another. Astrid had this frenzied look on her face and I was taken by surprised as she shoved me on my back and straddled my face.

The fragrance of her lust and the exotic smells of perfume and incense were overwhelming adding to the surreal nature of our coupling. I honestly never thought that I would ever hook up with Liz / Astrid and yet here I was lapping the puffy lips of her sex with a cruel hunger.

She was sweet and tasted of pleasures to come as my tongue easily parted her engorged lower lips finding her prominent clit swirling a minute circle on it. She was squatting expertly over my face low enough for me to satisfy her yet barely touching me at all. 

"Hacer que me corra para usted nino bonito negro." Her thick accent was driving me mad with passion and my cock was pointing straight at the ceiling. She must have noticed my condition because she swiveled about and leaned towards my feet taking all of me deep in one continuous motion. I found my face engulfed on both sides by her big soft ass and her sex driven directly into my chin and continued making one hell of a meal out of her soaked honey pot. 

My nails dug into her luscious tan backside pulling her even closer as she cradled the base of my cock and balls in her fingers and relentlessly drove her face into my crotch stopping only long enough to let copious amounts of drool run down over my shaft. Astrid was a master of the sloppy blowjob and I couldn't resist humping up into her pouty lips to my heart's content while she worked her clit hard onto my tongue. That small bedroom was filled with slurping sounds emanating from two people.

"Oh mi Dios, yo estoy corriendo para usted!! Yo estoy corriendo para ti baby!!" I could feel the signs of her impending orgasm as she trembled and pumped her hips into my mouth and chin while gripping me extremely tight between her tits and fucking the hell out of my cock with those artificial melons. Astrid was screaming and bucking in perfect cadence with the hard jerking motion on my strained shaft as we both started screaming during our mutual orgasms. 




Dirty Dawg: Big Tit Derby



"HOLY SHIT!!! FFF-FUUUUCK IT!!! OH DAMN GIRL, YOU'RE MAKING ME CUM SO FUCKING HARD SHIIIT!!! OH FUUUUUCK!!!" I couldn't control myself as my loud rant completely broke down into unintelligible moans and gasps. I could feel my cum shooting out in thick powerful ropes as she wrapped her right hand around me and jerked with lethal intent making me hump her skilled fingers even more while tears started running down my face.

"Oh payaso, you cum so good for me." She had finally started speaking English again and pulled herself forward on my torso. Astrid looked back at me giving me a direct look at the mess my cum had made of her face. Her beautiful features were completely glazed over with my seed. She was breathing heavily and the swell of her huge breasts was visually intoxicating. Her tongue snaked out lapping up the creamy glaze and I watched her clean her face by scooping the rest of my cum into her hungry mouth. Astrid followed this up by kneeling on my side and cleaning out combined lust off my half erect shaft. She looked surprised when my cock became almost instantly hard in her mouth.

"Sorry girl, I got a lot more for ya!" I nervously chuckled surprised by my own stamina.

"Oh is that fucking right payaso?"

"You heard me baby, I gots a whole lot more for ya!" In that instant she'd reverted to Liz and I was filled with innate warmth at our exchange. She pounded me in the thigh and quickly hopped off the bed going into her small bathroom to retrieve a towel which she wiped me down with. I couldn't help but admire her statuesque figure as she bent over and retrieved a bottle of lube from her bedside table.

"Nobody leaves my fuckin house with a hard dick payaso!!" She squirted a liberal amount of the gel onto my crotch massaging it in until the heating effect began to become noticeable. Her athletic nature was apparent as she climbed on top of me spreading her flower and taking me slowly and deliberately descending until she was completely impaled. We locked lips as she slowly began to work me using only her wide hips. Her eyes caught mine and we looked deep into each other's as she ever so slightly increased her tempo.

"Want me to make you cum again?" She moaned into my ear followed by a lick and suck on my earlobe.

"No."

"What, why not?" I locked my arms around her back interlocking my fingers tightly and rolled us over until she was on her back. Her brown eyes went wide as I scooped her up by the thighs and began pounding her as hard as I could. Her greedy snatch felt good around my sore cock as it pistoned in and out of her box. Out lips found each other once more as we matched each other's frenzied motions truly fucking one another. The exotic beauty whimpered and moaned into my mouth as she experienced another intense orgasm. I pushed her legs back even further until she could almost see either one of them on the side of her head and socked it to her even more forcing tears to well up in her eyes.

Before she could finish cumming, I'd yanked my cock from her partially gaped love hole and flipped her onto her stomach so that I could see that pneumatic fat muscular ass one more time before I came. 

Astrid's loving confines were receptive of my invading member as I viciously rammed her from behind in a prone position with my palms flat on her expansive cheeks.

"Oh nena, tu sabes lo que necesito! Ya sabes como me la da!! A la mierda me duro!! Hazme sangro bastardo!!" She screamed at the top of her lungs while her big butt fluidly bounced and rippled against my pelvis.

"SHHH-SH-SHIIIIIIT!!!!!" I yanked my cock out of her snapping snatch and hot-dogged it between her cheeks grinding it in the deep cleft as cum started erupting out in wild bursts covering her wide cinnamon hued butt. My hand had found the back off her head pushing it down into the mattress while I jacked the rest of my cum onto her luscious rear porch. Astrid was shaking and twerking her ass silently encouraging and coaxing more of my seed until I collapsed next to her spent.

"You okay baby?" I was lying on my back seeing stars completely drained while she lay on her belly watching my face and smiling.

"Yeah."

"Wanna go again?" She reached down my belly and flicked my flaccid cock with her index finger making me yelp and giggling at my response.

"You touch me and I'll call the police." I play threatened giving her a wink. The exotic beauty gave me a light peck on the lips before rising from the bed and going into her bathroom. I watched the dreamy sway of her big butt still breathing hard from our animalistic romp. She closed the door and moments later, the shower was running.

...I passed out.

5:57 AM-Sunday Morning

"Wake the fuck up payaso!" I was shaken out of a sound sleep to find myself snuggly under the covers of her bed. My dream girl was standing at bedside wrapped in a cheap looking kimono that barely covered her luscious thighs. She had a mug of coffee in her hand.

"How do you like your coffee?" I had a hangover and her thick, sultry voice pounded needles into my head. I looked up smiling noticing the pink rollers in her hair and how she looked like a sexy housewife standing there with that mug.

"I'll take it black, thank you Liz." She sighed somewhat angrily as I spoke roughly handing me the mug. I noticed a familiar troubled look on her face.

"Everything okay Liz, did I uh; do something wrong baby?" My eyes followed her as she walked over to a chair with a small laundry basket on top and pulled folded my clothes out. I was amazed at this woman who had taken me on an impromptu date, fucked my brains out and even washed my clothes while I was asleep.

"So, did it live up to your fantasy?" Her voice sounded hard and bitter.

"Uh, yeah Liz; what's wrong?"

"Everything and nothing; you just can't see what's happened and it hurts me." She placed some clothes in a dresser avoiding my gaze as she continued.

"I'm Lizbeth Santiago from Puerto Rico and I have three beautiful daughters that I love so much!! I moved to LA when I was seventeen and ended up with the wrong guy who gave me these three blessings!! It's hard supporting one kid when you have no education let alone three payaso!! I love working at that lunch truck even in spite of Mamma's fat pig of a daughter and I STRIP to pay my children's bills you UNDERSTAND?!!" She motioned towards another family picture on her vanity table. Liz and her kids at fuckin Disneyland all hugged up and happy looking.

"Look, I'm sorry about going to your job, I already told you that hours ago Liz."

"But you came anyway and you saw what I am." Her voice was breaking.

"I WENT THERE BECAUSE I DIDN'T BELIEVE CONCEPTION LIZ!! I DIDN'T BELIEVE HER BULLSHIT!!"

"Now you know it's true. Everything about me is a lie and I whore myself out for money. You don't understand what it takes to stand in front of all those men and get down to your birthday suit...feel them touching you while their greasy money dirties your hands. It was my secret from my regular world, my life. I became "Astrid" to keep everything nice and separate payaso."

"I'm REALLY SORRY about what happened and I'll never tell anybody."

"I believe you, I really do but you have to know how much I liked you. I loved it when you came to the lunch truck and hit on me all the time. I loved joking with you ...You were the bright part off my day while I slaved over a hot stove and even at night stripping in front of all those perverts."

"We won't ever talk about this again Liz!!" I pleaded figuring out where this was going but not having the heart to stop her.

"I had this stupid little idea in my head that maybe one day I would stop stripping and then FINALLY!! ...FINALLY, I could say "YES" for once when you asked me out payaso. I wanted to have a nice little date with you all to myself without my stupid life intruding for once. I-wanted to "BE" with you like a "REAL WOMAN" not some whore." She was clearly crying now as she poured her heart out to me while picking up her bedroom.

"Liz, PLEASE!!!"

"But you've "SEEN" what I am, what I have to do to make a living!! My kids don't know what I do at night, they'll never know and I have to keep it that way for their safety. I cleaned you up last night, every inch FREE of ME and washed your clothing. You were everything I dreamed of last night, everything I want in a lover....but not in a man." She was looking directly into my eyes now and I felt small under her gaze. 

I hated Conception with every fiber of my being for telling me about Liz and it looked like I was going to lose her right at the cusp of finding her.

"You loved that lap dance didn't you?"

"You know I did." My voice was thick with emotion as she cleaned the top of her vanity table.

"It was fun being Astrid for you. I think of my stripper persona as my secret identity; kind of like being a super hero. It's how I do my job payaso and it helps me to compartmentalize everything. But last night there you were in the middle of the crowd, mouth agape like some fucking idiota watching me dance!!" She was arranging her clothing in her closet hiding all of her night wear behind some regular looking clothing. She pulled a small key from her dresser and locked her closet door.

"You are beautiful inside and out; I wish I'd never seen your act but I can't deny how it made me feel."

"Yeah, I saw that big dick hanging out of your pants."

"NO, I was SORRY for INVADING your LIFE!! The minute I saw you up there on that stage, I understood everything and tried to leave but you caught me."

"Astrid gave you a private dance ...but Liz FUCKED YOU last night. Liz MADE LOVE to YOU last night. That's why I took my wig off asshole. I wanted you to see the REAL me; Lizbeth Santiago...but, you still called me Astrid though and I can't compete with myself."

I was raw with emotion as I sat there processing everything she said and it was true. I'd called her by her stripper name a number of times during the night.

"You have to leave." She was curt and unemotional with me and it hurt.

"I'M SORRY!"

"My kids are coming home in an hour and I don't want them to see you here." I quickly pulled my clothes on while she wandered into her living room and began cleaning up all the errant clothing. I wanted to plead my case, make her believe how truly sorry I was for going to her job.

"Can we talk later?" I stopped at the door as she was getting ready to use the vacuum cleaner.

"Look payaso, I don't ever want to see you again." She looked me dead in the eye as her words sliced me up into so many pieces and I bolted out of the small home and down the driveway hoping she hadn't seen my tears. The sounds of the active vacuum cleaner filled my ears as I plodded along until I couldn't hear it anymore.

12:57 PM-Sunday Afternoon

I'd found my way home and lay in bed staring at the bland cracked paint in the ceiling of my hotel room. I was processing everything that had happened to me over the weekend and reveling at how many times I'd gotten lucky over the last forty eight hours. Admittedly part of that time had been spent sobbing over Liz as I reflected how unfair it was for her to judge me based on one incident. She'd had this nice little fantasy of her own where I was this fucking prince charming or sorts and it pissed me off.

I wanted to march down to that lunch truck and have my say about our accidental evening together. She would have to understand that I didn't mean her any harm and we could start over. I just wanted her to know that I didn't mean for any of this shit to happen. I decided to run over to the lunch truck and make some sort of grand gesture even though I didn't know what that would be.

I ended up intentionally loitering in my room for another couple of hours watching some indie piece of shit movie on my laptop. 

4:15PM- Sunday Afternoon

Somehow I'd wandered over to the site of the food truck battling internally with myself about what I would do when I got there. 

I was shocked to find the truck closed and all of the tables stacked. The area looked abandoned although there was one person working there in the lot sweeping up trash and errant debris. Conception was all alone mumbling to herself and sporting the mother of all shiners. That black eye was classic and I laughed out loud drawing her attention.

"Besar mi' culo negro!!!" The chubby Latina yelled and I just didn't give a fuck. I laughed my ass off still smelling the salsa that had been poured on her last night in the sweltering heat of the afternoon. She looked like she wanted to charge at me with her broom in hand, but thought better of it.

"Shut up gorda, do your fuckin job biatch!" I yelled back enjoying her humiliation.

"I know you're here looking for that FAKE ASS WHORE, but your stupid ASS is too late!!" She had an evil smile on her face and I could tell she had something to say.

"Spit it out!"

"Liz called my mom crying her ass off this morning and tried to quit, but MAMA wasn't having any of that shit!! Get this, she's actually gonna move the truck someplace else just so that SLUT CAN KEEP WORKING FOR HER!!" Sounded like a good business decision to me considering how much money Liz brought to the job. It only took an instant to realize that Liz really didn't want to see me ever again.

"Whatever." I didn't know what to say and was overcome with emotion. This was not lost on Conception.

"You fucked her eh?" I didn't answer pulling one of the plastic chairs down and taking a seat. Conception continued sweeping and chuckling to herself. It looked like her day seemed to get a little brighter while mine turned to shit.

"Yeah you fucked her last night. How lucky were you to get some of that MAGIC PUSSY EH?!!" 

"Why don't you just shut up bitch?"

"Did you guys fuck on a cloud or some shit like that? Bet you saw fuckin stars and shit when you hit that used up cono huh? You know she tells that to all of her customers don't you?!!" The hurt must have been apparent in my face as I jumped up and grabbed the material of the simple cotton dress that she wore.

"FUCK YOU!!"

"No, mierda llorar bebe!! Didn't you ever ask yourself how I would even know about her stripping dumbass?!!" She didn't seem afraid even of my rage as she continued taunting me.

"That BITCH got busted for SELLING her STINKING TIRED, OLD TWAT to an UNDERCOVER COP!!" That revelation hit like a ton of bricks as the chubby woman slapped my hand away.

"She's on probation for prostitution asshole. Hope you used a condom buddy!" She started laughing as I sat down and double face palmed. Conception abruptly stopped when she realized how hard I was taking it.

"What are you so upset about, my own mother told me I had one week to find a place to live. She's kicking me out for fucking with Liz, can you believe that shit?!!"

I honestly didn't give a fuck about her situation and was barely even regarding her as I thought about how I'd let Liz slip right through my fingers.

"You really like her eh?"

"What do you think bitch?" I leaned back in the plastic chair watching the traffic on the busy side street.

"Guess I didn't think this one out before I opened my big mouth huh?"

"Ya think?" My sarcasm did little to hide my annoyance with the chubby Latina. She'd grabbed a large dustpan and was sweeping up the trash. I noticed she kept looking in my direction while she worked. The wheels were definitely turning and I knew exactly where this shit was going.

"Hey brotha?" She had a familiar devious smile on her child-like face.

"No."

"Ah come on, you haven't even heard me out for crying out loud."

"No."

"Look, I'm just saying that we could you know, make each other feel better." It was almost comical watching the whimsical look on her face and the way she shrugged her shoulders while pitching some old bullshit to me.

"Like you ain't gonna run off and tell Liz all about it bitch." She leaned against the push broom and smiled a rouge's smile. Her simple flowered dress was drawn tight around her thick frame and I noticed that she was carrying around a pair of really large knockers. I was funny because I hadn't noticed before when my attention had been exclusive to Liz and Liz only. She noticed me checking out and tossed her broom to slowly turn in a pirouette giving a view of her own huge shelf-like butt. She had VPL (Visible Panty Line) and her powerful cheeks were evident. Yeah, she would be good for a pity / revenge fuck.

"Come on, don't you wanna?" She nodded towards the closed lunch truck and dangled the keys in her hands right before my eyes.

"I'm not gonna be nice." I warned smiling.

"Me either."

6:45PM-Sunday Evening

Conception barely had time to unlock the door to the truck getting the door open as my foot shoved her inside. She nearly tripped falling over on her face catching the end of the counter before hitting the floor.

"HEY FUCKER!!" She began to yell before my mouth covered hers kissing her into submission while I palmed one of her hanging melons feeling for and succeeding in finding an erect nipple. Conception wasn't wearing a bra. She squirmed and protested as I ripped the V-neck of her frock exposing a huge tit complete with tan lines from whatever huge brassiere she usually wore.

"ASSHOLE FUCKIN MAYATE!! WHAT THE FUCK!!" I'd yanked the other big floppy tit out to complete the set.

"Mayate; I know what that shit means PUTA GORDA!!" I surprised her by grabbing her shoulders and violently spinning her to face the counter. I quickly reached down and yanked her skirt up over her wide butt exposing it and finding a surprise.

"Bitch, where your panties?" I was shocked to find Conception's bare ass staring back at me.

"I don't like wearing panties!" She snapped back as I took in the sight of her wide butt which seemed to merge with her hips in a way that was unique to most Mexican women and her tan lines followed suit with the matching set on her hanging breasts. She was full of shit and I brought the broad side of my hand against her big ass slapping it loudly.

"OOOOWW, I THOUGHT WE WAS GONNA FUCK!!" She cried as I spanked her bottom without mercy for a few seconds.

"Oh we're gonna fuck baby, we gonna FUCK BITCH!!" I pulled the rayon dress over her head as she lifted her chubby arms helping me undress her. I was overcome with a hateful lust as I kissed the back of her neck. She had long dark hair that began in bangs that covered her brow and stopped just below her shoulders. I noticed a strong unwashed fragrance to her hair that harkened back to the night before stinking of sweat and perhaps salsa from the bin that had been dumped on her. Conception with her baby face and big curvy body was definitely a dirty girl reaching back and groping my erection through my jeans.

"Damn, you gotta a big ass dick!" She'd somehow managed to get my cock in her hands without me noticing and was roughly stroking it while I played with her breasts. I rolled both of her nipples as hard as possible forcing her hands up to mine freeing my member to wedge between her thighs. Her lower lips were parted by my cock and I sawed it back and forth along the tight crevice of her thighs feeling her heat and liquid lust saturating my rod.

I pushed her over the counter and grabbed her hips as my cock speared her mercilessly penetrating deep into her confines hitting her cervix. My fingers dug deep into the flesh of her meaty thighs as I fucked her without mercy in that fucking lunch truck. In hindsight, I guess I was trying to fuck away the memory of that one unbelievable night with Liz. Her screams of agony and pleasure were mute to me as I slammed into her with wild abandon.

"OOOOHH FUCK YOU'RE FUCKING ME SOOOO GOOD!!!" She screamed as we both caused that lunch truck to rock with our unbridled rutting. I didn't want to hear what she thought of me, how I fucked or anything else. I just wanted to fuck all of the hate out of her and myself.