Maximum Badonkadonk Ch. 08

I thought again of my mother's assessment of Ms. Kelly as a control freak finding merit in her words. I doubted the validity of Renee's offer pushing up on my elbows looking directly at her face. Her flawless symmetrical beauty was a mirror of the scarred, fragile creature hiding behind it.

"Won't you answer me?" She was almost begging.

A wave of emotion overtook me as I cupped the back of her head drawing Renee in for a fleeting soulful kiss. In reality, we'd only been in one another's lives for a brief moment, but it felt like a lifetime. I'd come to know this fierce uncompromising woman on many tiers mentally, spiritually, and otherwise. I drew back still raised up supporting my weight on elbows watching pensively.

"What about Jaquan?" I cowardly whispered hoping to deflect the outcome defeating myself in that instant.

Her green eyes widened more than ever before gradually becoming slits surrounded by pools of darkness. That was the only thing that changed on her face, but it spoke volumes as she began to work her muff in a methodical sawing motion. Renee's chin dipped into her chest causing her locks to cover her eyes a little, but there was no doubt she was looking deep into my eyes.

Her lower lip hung a bit as she huffed riding me in silence knowing what she wanted to hear. It was the moment I was supposed to melt declaring unwavering fealty to this black queen. I knew what I was supposed to say, knew it was the easy way out of a situation outside of going cold turkey. Something inside kept me from answering even though it was on the tip of my lips fighting to be free.

Lady or the tiger, indeed.

Her face was glistening in the darkness, more of the heavy mascara running down her cheeks, some dirty droplets hitting my torso and parts of my abdomen. I could feel her all-encompassing will pressuring me to answer her siren call and forswear a perceived rival.

Renee Kelly was unused to be denied on any level and usually responded with overwhelming force or razor sharp coercion when angered or threatened.

Those huffs were going a bit longer now as her nostrils flared. Those ethnically cute nostrils which were a plain indicator of her ethnicity sitting in the center of her pale face. Those huffs again, going longer becoming labored moans of pleasure and despair. She wanted me to bend more than anything in the world at that moment.

It became too much as she flattened against my chest reaching up softly caressing my shoulders. She peppered my sternum with little kisses before lapping at a nipple, then suckling it. Every downward thrust of her heart shaped derriere lingered just that much longer. I could feel her pressing down on the base of my cock with everything she had. Renee was giving it her all, but I was otherwise verbally mute to her efforts.

I wanted to yield to her wishes, but the promise of nothing but a prefab space in her circle held little sway now that I knew she could take it away on a whim. I didn't want to become a part of the strange porous entanglement that currently engulfed so many people. Now I was breathing just as hard, matching her long, intensive moans and gasps unintentionally.

Her tongue was twirling around my nipple, taking little bites and nips as she mashed and ground into me still holding for minute long intervals. It felt heavenly but I was mentally preoccupied knowing this woman was in a similar state. She felt as if she always had to be five to fifteen steps ahead at all times.

I kept telling myself that Renee would do something crazy because I denied her, but those fluttering hips made me care less as time passed.

I hate to admit it, but it felt like we were drifting away on a cloud. Renee face down in my chest, began shaking and nodding her head making these agitated moans. Her hair itched a little as she straightened up a bit fully draping my body. This fiery tinge of pleasure shot though my shaft centering on the tip of my crown.

I was about to cum and this would be the end of it for tonight. Maybe the end of things for us, after tonight?

Her arms encircled me, fingers interlocking at my back as she adjusted drawing her knees level with my hips. All I could see was the top of her head shaking and nodding as she hooked her chin over my right shoulder. Then her nails dug into my shoulder blades from the back. Her lips nuzzled my neck, tongue darting out spear like into the sensitive flesh. That enticing suction sent waves of pleasure everywhere earning this sustained moans.

That butt was rolling, grinding, and wringing me out, but she was otherwise immobile. I could feel her taking me from stem to just under the tip of my crown with these deep strokes. Suddenly I felt a surge of hatred for my cousin knowing he spoke truth to power in his assessment of this woman as a queen he'd sullied.

Renee's teeth suddenly came out of nowhere sinking into my shoulder blade.

That sudden bit of fleeting pain sent a shockwave coursing through my cock as I climaxed hard filling her cunt to the brim. Renee mashed down wedging her cunt airtight into my crotch taking everything as I flopped around underneath. My legs were almost mimicking a run in place getting traction in the plush carpeting. My lower back arched upward finding staunch resistance in the flawless figure holding me down. I realized her teeth were still embedded in my shoulder as I felt a sustained shiver running through her body.

Renee Kelly esteemed baby mama number two, was orgasming in perfect synch with my own powerful bursts.

There was nowhere I could go that her snapping cunt didn't follow, eagerly swallowing up my seed. Renee held her position clamped to my body as I bucked and shook, spewing everything left in my balls. My face twisted into an ugly mask, eyes squinting to shut out the white light and subsequent spots erupting across my corneas.

She was truly riding me like her life depended on it. If ever I married in some future time; thoughts of Renee Kelly would intrude upon my honeymoon night. My mouth was agape, an actual stream of saliva running from its side. Renee lapped it up to my lips kissing me soulfully. I could taste the salty metallic flavor of my own blood on her lips. We were spent with nothing left. My eyes fluttering as I began to drift off.

"No, open your eyes and see." I forced my weary eyes open finding the beginnings of sunlight creeping into the living room.

Renee Kelly made good on her promise to fuck me until the sun came up.

I lost my sight to exhaustion feeling her dismount with the sudden rush of incoming air. Her scent was everywhere about my person as I listened to her careful movements. There was a bit of sniffling, some coughing and finally the unmistakable sound of sobbing.

I wanted to tell Renee what she wanted to hear, but I was imprisoned in my own body as the darkness clouded over what little cognizance remained. It felt as if I were falling into an abyss as Renee drifted away, likely forever. I tried to will myself to speak, but she was already gone from the living room as the sandman stole my consciousness.

...to be continued.

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Author's Note:

* Tressie Fisher first appeared in BIG TIT DERBY 5X5 Ch. 03