Tonya stood in front of the smith machine. She had completed two heavy sets of squats. The 6'1” powerhouse's mind was fuzzy. All she could think about was her sexy, younger, brown skinned, muscular Trevor and having her way with him, naked in bed.

Back in college, exercise successfully quelled Tonya's lusts. She started to wonder if her budding lusts as a girl was one of the contributing factors of her starting to lift weights at the age of eight. Thoughts of running her hands over her naked Trevor's muscular, brown body filled her mind. She wanted her hot, 5'10” man more than ever.

“I can't take it anymore,” said Tonya as she walked away from the smith machine and towards the women's locker room.

Trevor was sitting on his sofa, reading a technical paper. He heard a key in the door. Only two other people had keys to his home.

Tonya was standing in the doorway hot and sweaty. She was breathing heavy, like a savage animal. She was wearing a thin, see through sports bra type top and thin, white spandex shorts. As Trevor looked up and down her big, strong, hot, sweaty body, he noticed that the spandex shorts were almost see through as well. He could see Tonya's bush between her big, powerful thighs.

“I need it,” said Tonya. “I can't wait anymore.”

Trevor stood up, unable to speak, overwhelmed by the sexy, lusty, big, strong amazon standing at his door. Tonya stepped in and kicked the door shut.

Trevor stood up. “I thought we were going to visit the museum today?”

“I can't wait anymore, sweetie. I want you, now,” said Tonya as she walked over to Trevor. “I've been trying to exercise more to calm my horny pussy but it's not enough.”

Tonya hugged Trevor, drenching him with her sweat. She felt him inhale deeply, as if her scent fascinated him. She could feel the bulge between his legs growing more and more. Tonya reached down and squeezed his large, round, muscular butt. She then kissed him.

When Tonya ended the kiss, Trevor seemed dizzy.

“Um, Tonya, I love you, but,” began Trevor, inhaling in an attempt to clear his mind. “I want to wait until we're married – if we get married.”

“We are getting married,” said Tonya, pushing him down on the sofa.

Tonya straddled Trevor and kissed him. “I called the chaplain from the university and he's on his way here. One of my friends is coming to be witness.”

“This is all too quick,” said Trevor.

Tonya kissed him again, slipping her tongue into his mouth. At first there was resistance. She could feel his hands on her shoulders trying to push her off. He opened his mouth fully. His hands moved around to the back of her shoulders. Tonya slipped her hands around his muscular body and grabbed his butt. She squeezed him and pressed him hard against her body. She felt Trevor melt in her arms. One part of him stiffened.

Tonya felt like a big predator cat taking her prey. Trevor was helplessly in love with her and easily seduced by her. She continued exploring his mouth with her tongue, not stopping for a moment as the lust within her grew. She felt the unbearable warm, tingling itch between her big, strong thighs.

“Tonya, wait,” gasped Trevor.

“I can't anymore, sweetie, I love you and I need you,” said Tonya as she took off her thin sports bra. She stood over Trevor, putting one foot on either side of his hips.

“You really love me?” asked Trevor.

The look in Trevor's eyes made Tonya pause. She could see how much he loved her and wanted her to love him. She felt a pang of guilt over seducing him. The heat between her legs clouded her mind with desire again. She felt she could feel her pulse in her bush, in her throbbing swollen clit.

Tonya reached one hand into her shorts and rubbed herself. She then pulled her hand out, squatted down over Trevor. She put her hand to his nose. Trevor could not help but sniff the musky scent coming from her sticky wet fingers. Tonya watched as Trevor's eyes seemed to glaze over.

Tonya then lowered her hot, wet, punani onto Trevor's swollen meat. She lay her body down on top of his, pressing herself hard against him. She kissed him and rubbed her body up and down his. She stopped and sat up again.

“Darling, I'm horny,” said Tonya. She watched as Trevor's eyes moved from her face to her bush that was clearly visible through the wet shorts. She reached in, rubbing her hand in her fur. “I'm so wet and itchy for you. I can't wait anymore.” Tonya took her hand from her pussy and put it to Trevor's nose again. He couldn't resist inhaling her strong, musky scent. Her hot, horny scent was intoxicating to him. Tonya could see his eyes glaze over more and more.

Tonya lay down on Trevor and started grinding her wet, itchy poon on his meat.

“I'm so horny for you I just can't wait,” said Tonya. “I want to freak you so bad.”

Trevor started breathing heavy. His meat swelled up even more in his shorts.

“I know you want to save yourself for the woman you marry who will have you for the rest of your life. I'm going to be that woman.” said Tonya, grinding her itchy, wet pussy harder and harder against Trevor. “We're getting married today. Oh, lord, where is that chaplain!”

“But Tonya-” began Trevor, weakly.

Tonya put her wet, pussy juice soaked fingers to Trevor's mouth, stopping his words. The feeling of Tonya's lust oils on his lips sent tingles throughout his body. His penis visibly throbbed in his shorts. She was entrancing him deeper than before. It gave her delight to know that her young, muscular, sexy, brown man was enthralled by her and already liked the scent of her dirty, horny pussy.

“I'm so horny, smell me,” said Tonya with a devious smile.

Trevor could not help but inhale over and over again. He moaned as he exhaled. Tonya felt the tingling in her wet, smelly, itchy punani grow stronger and she enjoyed the feeling of even more of her lust oils flowing out of her horny muff.

Tonya said, “Marry me. I need you. I can't wait any longer. I told the university's chaplain to come over. He'll be here in a few minutes to marry us. He owes me for beating up a couple of thugs who tried to mug him and take the offerings after a Sunday service.”

“We'll do all the paperwork and have a big ceremony later,” said Tonya as she pulled Trevor's face toward hers. She kissed him.

The doorbell rang.

Meanwhile ...

Emma sat in her house thinking about Trevor next door. Ever since her eighteenth birthday, when she saw how enraptured Trevor was with Tonya, Emma started questioning the ideal her mother taught her of marrying and older man. Emma found out that Tonya was 14 years older than the 24 year old Trevor and he adored her. Emma wondered if she changed her life and became a competitive power athlete in college would she get a young, hot and sexy fan who would fall in love with her.

Emma was distracted by the approach of the new, young mail man. She decided to go outside and flirt with him using her d-cup twins in a tight, sleeveless shirt.

As Tonya kissed Trevor and rubbed her spandex covered, soaking wet pussy on his hardening penis, the doorbell rang.

“Finally,” said Tonya as she pulled herself off of her sexy, muscular, young man and picked up the remote for the door lock. She pressed the button then yelled, “It's open.”

The door opened slowly. Standing there, was the 5'11”, powerful, wide built Debbie Cherkovsky wearing a pair of blue spandex shorts and a white t-shirt. She was hot and sweaty.

Tonya was so relieved to see Debbie. She felt like she could depend on her best friend for everything.

“Wow!” said Debbie. “You really look like a hot mess.”

“Oh, and what about you?” asked Tonya.

“I've been working out,” said Debbie with a smile, “An acceptable, ladylike excuse. You seem to be getting naughty with a young man.”

“Ha, but thank goodness you're here,” said Tonya. “Where's the chaplain?” Tonya stood up, and walked over to Debbie. She moved her head around to try and see around her large, big butt woman athlete friend.

“I assume he's coming because when you called me you said you already spoke with him,” said Debbie.

“Right,” said Tonya. “I'm just so horny. It's driving me crazy to wait.”

“Yeah, I can see,” said Debbie, pointing at Tonya's lust oil soaked shorts. “I hope you have something to put on over those and also a bra.”

Tonya looked down at her half naked, hot, sweaty, horny body. “Oh, yeah, I have a sweat shirt in the car.” She looked down on the floor near the doorway. “Here are my keys.”

Tonya picked up her keys and ran out to her car, forgetting she was topless.

Debbie simply shook her head, “She's is like a tigress in heat, all the time.” Debbie then turned to see Trevor slowly getting up off the floor. She looked over his sexy, muscular, brown skinned body. “Wow, you must be Trevor. I can see why she wants you so much.” Debbie couldn't help thinking about Darian, the sexy, muscular Black Computer Science graduate student at Stanton whom she wanted to hump. She licked her lips as she looked up and down Trevor's body, like a predator herself. “Dang! I wish I had a fan like you who'd been in love with me since he was a little boy.” She started getting wet thinking about Darian. “Maybe I've got someone almost as good.”

Trevor moved slowly. “Um, hello,” he said shyly.

“Wow, she's got you worked up,” said Debbie, looking at his partial erection. “Let me guess, she threw you on the floor and climbed on top of you.”

Trevor smiled.

“And you liked it? No words necessary. Hmm, seems like she's definitely found the right one. I hope all young, Black men are like you,” Then, Debbie looked down over his body again. “Looks like she soaked you with her juices, too. You might want to change before the chaplain gets here.”

Emma Stubb was outside, flirting with the new, young mailman when she saw Tonya dart out of Trevor's house topless, hot and sweaty, and with a very noticeably soaking wet crotch. Emma's mouth dropped. She turned to look back at the open door to Trevor's house. Seeing Tonya half naked sent Emma's mind racing about what they could have been doing. Then she saw Tonya run back inside with a sweat shirt and shut the door behind her.

“Where is that chaplain?” said Tonya as she dropped her keys on the chair and pulled the sweatshirt over her head.

Emma smiled and continued flirting with the mailman. She dropped a piece of mail and bent over to pick it up. She glanced at him as she did so. She could see his eyes moving over her legs and butt and saw the erection growing in his pants. She then smiled, thanked him and walked back into her house

Emma was sitting in her living room eating a piece of celery and holding a magazine with the latest diet tips. She glanced out the large, bay window from time to time, observing the people interested in buying the old Walker house, coming and going.

She raised her head and glanced out the window. Then Emma did a double take. She looked up again and blinked several times. She couldn't believe she saw a clergyman get out of a car and walk up Trevor's walkway to his house. She stepped close to the window and made sure. He definitely had the collar and was carrying a Bible. She looked back at the car and saw “Stanton University Inter Faith Services” on the side.

Emma squinted as she looked at the car and reread the words. She was trying to figure out what was going on next door where Tonya was running around half naked, hot, sweaty and horny with Trevor. Then it hit her.

Emma's eyes grew big. She realized Tonya and Trevor were getting married. She held out the celery and the magazine in her hand and looked at them with contempt. She thundered into the kitchen, tossing both items into the garbage bin. She then went to the refrigerator and opened it up. She saw the left over chicken from the previous night's dinner. Her father had to work late unexpectedly so there was still a lot of chicken left. She aggressively pulled at the leg and thigh, ripping them off. Emma then started biting into it like a savage animal.

Emma grabbed a plate with one and and then sat down at the table.

Just then, Mrs. Stubb walked into the kitchen. “Oh, my! Emma? What are you doing?”

“I'm hungry!” shot back Emma, almost snarling. “I'm tired of starving myself.”

“But dear, you should snack on some celery or rice cakes. Eating all that chicken will make you big,” said Mrs. Stubb, reaching for the chicken leg and thigh.

Emma pulled away and snapped at her mother, “Yeah, and what's wrong with getting big? Tonya's next door humping and marrying Trevor. I saw her running around outside half naked and now a priest just walked into the house! Black men like big, strong women!” Emma returned to savagely eating the meat.

Mrs. Stubb was too frightened and shocked to do anything. She simply quietly and slowly left the kitchen.

Debbie was standing next to Tonya as the witness. The chaplain seemed a little uncomfortable with Tonya standing there hot, sweaty, and smelling of horniness while wearing nothing but an oversized sweat shirt and soaking wet, spandex shorts. From time to time he glanced at the large, powerful and curvy Debbie who was also scantily clad, except her sweat soaked breasts shown through her thin, white t-shirt.

Trevor was obviously aroused and about to burst through his shorts at any moment.

“Do you, Tonya, take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband?” asked the chaplain, already told by Tonya to make the vows quick because she was hornier than an animal in heat.

“I do,” said Tonya.

“Do you, Trevor, take this woman to be your lawfully wedded wife?” asked the chaplain.

“I do,” said Trevor.

“Then by the power vested in me by the university and the state, I now pronounce you husband and wife. You may-,” the chaplain did not get to finish as Tonya grabbed Trevor and started kissing him, passionately.

Debbie tugged at the Chaplain's arm. “Okay, we all signed the marriage certificate before hand so Tonya could jump him right after the vows. Now, let's get out of here.”

“Well, it's already rushed. I appreciate what Tonya did for me, possibly saving my life from those muggers but-” the chaplain turned to address Tonya and Trevor. He was shocked that Tonya had already lay back onto the living room sofa and was lifting her t-shirt. She pulled down the wet shorts. The chaplain saw Tonya's glistening wet bush and immediately put his hand over his eyes. “Oh, my dear lord-”

“Listen,” began Debbie as she pulled the chaplain towards the front door, “Have you ever seen Tonya when she's horny, trust me, it's a life changing experience. I accidentally saw her attack her now ex-husband through a window at her house. When she' horny she goes for it.”

Debbie opened the door and pushed the chaplain into the doorway.

The chaplain turned to look at the big, strong, horny Tonya again. He saw her spreading her legs and Trevor got down on his knees and put his face in her wet, furry pussy.

The chaplain's face went white.

“Okay, let's keep moving,” said Debbie as she pushed the almost frozen by shock chaplain outside. She couldn't help but turn around and look herself. She saw Trevor's head moving between Tonya's big, thick, powerful thighs. She felt a sudden, sharp tingle between her own large, powerful thighs and deep within her puss. She inhaled and then licked her lips. She whispered under her breath, “Mmm, I want Darian to lick me.”

Debbie forced herself to close the front door of Trevor's house.

Tonya lay back on the sofa, supported by cushions, with Trevor's face in her hairy, wet pussy. Her hips were forward, to the edge of the sofa. Trevor had his hands on her huge, round, sweaty, buns, pressing his face into her musky, dripping wet punani. He licked her pussy from the bottom of her slit to the top. Every time his tongue hit her clit, she inhaled and then let out a sigh.

Tonya placed one hand on the top of Trevor's head and ran her other hand across her tingling, swollen breasts. She started thrusting her hips up into his face as he licked her pussy.

“Please, please, suck on my clitty,” said Tonya, panting. “It's right there, baby, right at the top of my pussy. Mmm,”

Trevor fastened his lips around Tonya's hood and started licking her clit, pressing his tongue against the hardened little bud that was still swelling and pushing it's way out of the tender folds of skin.

“Yes, yes,” moaned Tonya as she thrust her hips harder against Trevor's sucking mouth.

She pressed her hand against her breast, the sensations sweeping over her body like waves of pleasure tossing a boat in the sea. Tonya's breathing grew heavier and heavier as she felt her clit hardening even more. Tonya felt the tension building in her wet, itchy punani. She pressed Trevor's face harder against her wet, tingling pussy lips. Her entire body tensed up as her pussy started squeezing over and over again, pumping out her lust oils all over Trevor's chin and down onto the sofa.

Tonya let out a loud grunt and planted her feet on the floor as her large, round butt cheeks tensed up, thrusting her hips completely off the sofa and pressing her spasming punani hard against Trevor's face. Trevor held her strong, tight buns hard, eagerly pressing his face against the hot, smelly bush filling his mouth and nose with her musk and her lust juices.

Tonya's body kept thrusting her hips up over and over again as she moaned and sighed in pleasure.

Tonya's hips slowly returned to the sofa, soaking wet with sweat and her pussy juices. Trevor continued sucking on her clit. Tonya's body quivered as she lifted her feet into the air. She then wrapped her thick, curvy calves around Trevor's body and rubbed them up and down his back. Her body was drenched in sweat.

Tonya's eyes were closed. She brought her other hand up to caress her other breast as Trevor continued licking her muff. He started licking her slit again, enjoying the musky lust oils her orgasm made for them. He ran his tongue up and down her slit, eliciting moans and sighs from his wonderful, older, conquering tigress.

Tonya's mind was clouded with pleasure. All she could think about was the sensations spreading out from her pussy and tits that warmed her entire body. Trevor's hands were all over her outer thighs and her butt cheeks. Her buns felt tingling, warm, sweaty, and soft. They were gently squeezable to Trevor's touch. Even her hips felt good and warm, better than they ever had before.

Trevor slipped his tongue into Tonya's warm, wet, itchy pussy. Tonya sighed and ran one hand over his head as he licked out her musky punani's juices. She could feel her pussy pumping out more lust oils all over his tongue and his mouth. It coated his face and her inner thighs. Trevor seemed to eagerly swallow her juices. The overflow continued down his face and her butt cheeks to soak the sofa cushions beneath her even more.

Tonya could feel the heat of her sweaty butt on the sofa. Her entire body was covered in a fresh coat of sweat. She opened her eyes partially to look at her darling, sweet new husband Trevor. The sweat stung her eyes a little. She saw Trevor eagerly licking away at her furry pussy. His eyes were closed and he was moaning into her bush as he exhaled. His wet, bumpy tongue brushed along her swollen clit and Tonya quivered. It was so sensitive now and it was sticking out of its hood. Trevor's thick, soft, wet lips brushed over it and sent more tingles throughout Tonya's body. Her hips thrust upward, as if her clit had a mind of it's own. Trevor seemed eager to suck her bud again as he fastened his lips around her hood and started pressing his tongue against her large, swollen clit.

Tonya's eyes snapped shut as her hips thrust hard up against Trevor's face, pressing her clit and swollen, tingly pussy lips against Trevor's eager mouth. Trevor sucked on her click with his tongue pressed against it and his lips wrapped around her hood. Tonya's mind was overwhelmed with pleasure. She moaned and sighed and even grunted like an animal in heat. As her hips continued thrusting up and down, she tightened her thick, curvy calves around Trevor's back, pulling his sweaty body tighter against her thick, strong, sweaty thighs.

Tonya grunted as she felt her clit stiffen. Her punani tightened up and she squeezed Trevor's head with her thighs. Her pussy started spasming over and over again. The musk of her own sex floated up into Tonya's nostrils, further arousing the passionate tigress. Her love juices flowed like a river, drenching her young husband's face, soaking her inner thighs, and dripping down onto the already wet sofa and even the floor.

Tonya felt like a small spark went off in her head as her muff started spasming again. The pleasurable, tingling sensations filled her itchy, hairy punani and her warm, tingling buns. Tonya couldn't think about anything except the sensual delights filling her with joy.

Tonya felt Trevor's hands on the back of her huge, powerful thighs, lifting her knees into the air. Trevor stopped licking her for a moment. Tonya opened her sweat tinged eyes to looked down at Trevor. Trevor was gazing at her glistening, wet, hairy muff and her brown eye. The expression of fascination and wonder on Trevor's face gave Tonya a wonderful tingle that seemed to run from her head, down her stomach and to her wet, itchy punani and then back again. Tonya felt drunk with pleasure as she could see Trevor's eyes taking in the sight of her musky, furry nether regions. He kissed her pussy. Then he looked at it again. Then he started licking her swollen pussy lips, fascinated, curious, about the beautiful tigress who had capture his heart.

Tonya closed her eyes, lay her head back and enjoyed the way Trevor explored her musky area with his tongue and lips. She was breathing heavy. Sweat covered her body. She felt tired and happy at the same time.

It seemed like Trevor could not lick enough of her musky, wet, hairy punani. Tonya was floating on a cloud of sexual bliss with her new, sexy, and muscular younger husband.

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