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Kadeesha Davis, 26 years old, was excessively blessed in many ways. The most obvious example, being that she had so clearly won the genetic lottery, that it wasn’t even funny. It was extremely sexy, however.
Her dark mocha brown skin was utterly flawless, and as soft as a baby’s. Her waistline was about the dimensions of a college biology textbook, with her whole family often wondering how anything other than their spine could fit in their ultra slim waists. Kadeesha's eyes matched her skin color, and were beautiful by any standard. Her curly raven black hair was shaved on the left side of her head, and the remaining curls were draped over the right side of her head, reaching down to her shoulder, though if you pulled on any of it, it’d probably reach down to the middle of her back. Her face, while it didn’t have the shape of traditional female models, was still utterly gorgeous, with defined cheekbones, and beautiful full lips. Of course, while her face was already a blessing enough, and would make most men swoon, it wasn’t what would be catching the attention of most. That honor would go to her enormous, natural breasts that didn’t sag at all, due to her naturally toned back muscles. Yet at the same time, her massive tits easily overflowed in her bra, as any bra that actually fit her was always too expensive, since most places only sold up to an H cup, while her breasts were so large that they could easily be seen from behind her, even past her arms when they were down, and her hyper tits were perky and taught, even as they hung down to just above her navel.
While her breasts could probably make most women rich off of OnlyFans all on their own, her ridiculous natural beauty didn’t end there. Some would even argue it barely began there.
You see, her absolutely ludicrous backside would have normally been the icing on the cake for her looks, but instead, it was a whole other cake, the icing for both, AND the cherries on top. Each spherical globe of muscular, jiggling ass meat was larger than a yoga ball, and jiggled more than jelly in an earthquake every time she took a step. Her legs and pelvis literally formed an uppercase “P” with how her ass naturally jutted out from her backside, and didn’t seem to listen to the laws of gravity in the slightest. Other women needed to get BBL’s, plus silicone injections just to even come close to Kadeesha’s natural gifts and curves.
Everything about Kadeesha’s physical gifts was so incredible, so curvaceous, so jaw-droppingly sexy, so unbelievable, that she simply couldn’t blame anyone for assuming she had plastic in her. That is, she couldn’t blame them if they didn’t know her family.
Kadeesha herself was a proud black feminist, having attended community college while studying gender theory and the black experience. She had a deep affection for black love, or, at least this was what she claimed. In reality, she simply knew that black men had the largest cocks, and being a size queen, she just naturally fell into the world of black excellence. She’d fucked countless hung black studs while at college, with her record being a bald chubby dude with an 18-incher. Though after graduating, she moved back home, and the sex stopped being as frequent, which aggravated Kadeesha endlessly, and her constant complaints of the local black men not being hung enough for her, would always cause conflict with her mother.
Speaking of her mother, Kadeesha’s mother, and her three sisters, of which Kadeesha was the second eldest, were all just as eye-poppingly, jaw-droppingly, drop dead gorgeous as she was, though they each had a slightly unique charm to them.
Her mother, Kendra (whom Kadeesha regularly got into heated arguments with, due to her more conservative beliefs clashing with Kadeesha’s love of sleeping around under the guise of promoting black love), was another proud black woman (though in a different way than Kadeesha was), and small business owner, at 46 years old, looked like she could be one of Kadeesha’s sisters. The only thing that gave away that she was different from her four daughters, were her MUCH larger breasts, having grown with each of her four pregnancies, yet still never losing their perkiness, partially due to genetics, and partially due to Kendra’s physically demanding job. While her daughters had acquired her natural breasts from before her first pregnancy, Kendra’s current rack was just as round and perky, but instead of just above the navel, her breasts hung down to her pelvis. Simply imagine someone used the scale-up tool in photoshop, to get the idea. Kendra had supposedly loved to flaunt her assets to her late husband and father of her four children, Darrel, but after his untimely death at the hands of a drunk driver shortly after he’d knocked her up with their youngest daughters, she had grown accustomed to hiding what God had given her. Kadeesha couldn’t really even explain how she did it, it was actually like magic. Somehow, the way she put on her clothes just made her curves nearly vanish, at least in comparison to their natural sizes. She still looked like a grade S atom bombshell of a MILF, and her daughters much the same, but far closer to the realm of “average”, though still much larger. She also had her daughters perform this borderline witchcraft, as she said that their curves were something only their lovers should get to see, and she enforced this rule tirelessly. In fact, the reason she started training herself to be able to do this was in an attempt to not let any eyes get even close to what her beloved late husband had experienced, though after 10 years, when she finally began to date again, it shifted to become more about trying to find a man that didn’t simply want to bang her for her titanic titties or earth shaking ass, and actually wanted to get to know her.
Sadly, after many years of searching, she hasn’t even had a stable boyfriend, as even with her gorgeous face, finding a good man who’d want the baggage of four daughters is very difficult. She'd had boyfriends, obviously. She'd even brought the last one home a few times, though her mother never knew he was her boyfriend. But there was never anything that lasted. Of course, Kendra was and is a strong black woman, so she never let these facts get to her. She put most of her thoughts, time, and energy into running her business anyways. It was a diner that she and her late husband had opened together. Darrel had apparently told her that it was his dream to feed the people of his community, but that he’d never felt like he had the edge that would make his business successful. And, apparently, his original idea was to have Kendra not only not hide her curves, but flaunt them, and serve as the sole waitress, and reason for people coming in. He wasn’t even slightly ashamed at this idea, saying that if he were worried about any man taking her from him, he’d have her locked in the bedroom all day, and that since he knew she was loyal, he was going to not only show her off, but use her assets to make them all the money the men around them had to offer. And while some may have ethical issues with his reasons and actions, the results spoke for themselves. In just the first few months after opening, they’d made enough money off of tips alone to build a mansion behind their diner. After a year, they’d made enough in total to already put all four of their girls through college, though Kendra hadn’t even given birth to Kadeesha yet, at the time. Her curves drew men in like a fly trap. They’d spend every spare dime they had on her, all in the hopes that they could somehow convince her to leave her husband. That WAS why they came, and sometimes came back, but the reason why they stayed, and came back the other times, was for the food. Darrel was an amazing, naturally gifted chef on top of everything else, so while Kendra did make most of their money through tips, Darrel’s food was what allowed word to spread without people having to bring up Kendra and her ass, and give very rich men a more legitimate excuse to stop by. Eventually, they even had to implement a charge for slapping Kendra’s ass. You just had to ask her first, and each slap would be $100. If you didn’t ask or pay, your piping hot food was going on your lap. Slap it again, and you’re banned for life. Rather than risk not getting to see her glorious ass again, even the seediest men would simply pay the fee. But this combination of amazing food and fat ass, brought many major celebrities to their diner, NBA stars, politicians, movie stars, mostly men, a few lesbians, but all there to slap that ass, while claiming, officially, that they simply wanted to try the food.
When Darrel tragically passed, and Kendra began hiding her curves, the incredible amount they’d already made in those short few years was enough to coast through the rest of her and her daughter’s lives on, but she continued to cook her husband’s incredible recipes, and the diner managed to maintain a very respectable level of popularity due to its past, the good food it still served, and even without the fat ass to slap. Though, the older men of the town would constantly ask what happened, or tell the younger kids about the bombshell body Kendra was somehow hiding, though none of them believed it, unless they saw some of the rare photos of her from that time. At this time, the diner had spent more than 2 decades as a simple diner with amazing food, compared to the ass slapping location it spent a little over 2 years as, so outside of the grown men of the surrounding area, most everyone simply knew Kendra as the sweet old widow who looked 20 years younger than she was, and was a respected member of the community. Outside of… One factor.
That factor being Kadeesha’s older sister, Laila, who had recently turned 27. She was the only one of the sisters who actually remembered her father, having been 4 when he passed away, and her mother having been pregnant with her when she married her dad. She was the only one of them who didn’t work at their mother’s diner, because she had become an OnlyFans model. She had long since rebelled against their mother’s restrictive rules, and had even gone under the knife. Her ass, which was already naturally larger than the world’s biggest BBL, was made significantly larger through fat injections, to the point where now she could probably carry two huge trays of food on top of it while she walked. She didn’t do anything to her breasts, but she did get lip injections, so her natural gorgeous lips were now the definition of DSL’s. She’d also straightened out her natural hair, and dyed it a cherry pink. She was one of the top earners on OnlyFans, going by her stage name, 3BQ, which stood for “Big Booty Bitch Queen”, or “Big Black Booty Queen”, interchangeably. Her earnings off of OnlyFans nearly rivaled the profits the diner made. She was constantly appearing with female celebrities, shaking and clapping her titanically massive ass globes on stage in front of millions of people, sticking her tongue out while recording other women twerking, and just generally making a whore of herself on Instagram. Kendra had nearly written her out of her will because of all this, but her other daughters convinced her that Laila had never connected herself to the diner, only promoting it to her followers in the few times she’d shown up since leaving 5 years ago, so she clearly still loved them, even if she rarely showed it.
Laila’s lifestyle was actually what Kadeesha aspired to, as her passion for black love made her very jealous of how much more easily her older sister was able to pull all of the most hung black men out there, with her most consistent fuck buddy being a famous porn star with a nearly 2 foot pussy breaker. Kadeesha was not keen to hide this jealousy either, and it was just another source for the constant bickering between her and her mother, as her mother disagreed with both the whore lifestyle, and with the idea that black men were always the best lay. The second part of that argument particularly pissed Kadeesha off, because her mother would always reminisce about her late father, and it was very obvious that she could still remember how well he plowed her fat ass, even after decades, so she felt her mother was just trying to be an Aunt Tom, and was definitely being a hypocrite. The lifestyle Laila had was just a sore spot all around for their mother, but Laila still deeply respected and loved her mother, and constantly told Kadeesha that she wished she could see her, without needing to pretend like they weren’t family.
In fact, that wish was soon going to be a reality. Laila was going to be spending a few weeks taking a break from her new lifestyle after “breaking her leg” after falling off a stage drunk. Of course, this hadn’t actually happened yet, but it was the plan. She’d texted Kadeesha, letting her know that her leg would be fine, and that it being broken was just what she planned to tell her friends, fans, and the media, to have an excuse to take an extended break, to go and see her and the rest of the family back home for a few weeks, and to get a chance to finally really talk to Kendra after all this time, instead of, again, pretending like she didn’t know her while live-streaming over Instagram. Kadeesha was excited to see her sister again in a few months, without the act this time. Lastly, out of all the sisters, Laila was the only one who’d lost her virginity. She was a popular slut for well-endowed men to test their length against. Kendra often remarked that she was shocked that Laila hadn’t gotten pregnant, or that if she did, she would never be able to know who the father was. Laila’s love of sex, and Kendra’s more conservative ideals, were what initially drove them apart to begin with. And Kadeesha was really hoping they could just put that aside and be happy to see one another, soon.
Moving on, Kadeesha’s younger sisters, by contrast, were a lot less of a handful for their mother, than Laila or Kadeesha herself. Maya and Zuri were twins, and both 25. Their father had passed before they even got the news that they would be twins. In terms of appearance, both girls looked like a carbon copy of their younger mother, both with flowing curly raven black hair, and all the curves she’d had. Though, Maya was the only one in the family that needed glasses, and had a nerdish, bookworm charm to her, since she’d graduated cum laude from Yale, having majored in biochemistry and general medicine. She was looking to become a doctor, though finding work in that field was difficult, so she had returned to working at her mother’s diner while she looked for ways to get her foot in the door in the medical field.
Zuri on the other hand, had gone to community college to become a plumber and electrician. The only reason she did this was because plumbing and electrical issues were always the diner’s biggest problems, and she intended to be the one to take over the diner from Kendra when she inevitably retired. Of all the girls, aside from maybe Laila, Zuri stood out the most. Not for her curves, but for her muscles. Kendra spent time working out to keep herself looking young, but Zuri loved pumping iron. She was a tomboy, who hated how her breasts and ass got in the way of her deadlifts, and so she was actually the first one to learn her mother’s curve hiding techniques, which she used to finally start going to local gyms, as before, all the men would just crowd her, and make her preferred lifting techniques impossible. Zuri could probably lift a truck, if she really wanted to. Her thighs were the thickest of all of the girls, her abs were extremely defined, and hard as steel, and her arms were like something out of a female bodybuilder contest.
Both girls had trouble finding partners, just like their mother, though for different reasons. Maya wanted to find a good man, but with her high status, and little free time, a man that she deemed “good enough”, was probably already married. There was another reason for her remaining single, but she never talked about it. As for Zuri, most men were too scared to approach her, if they didn’t just wrongfully assume she was a lesbian. She did get a lot of advances from lesbians, though. But, she sadly liked men. Despite her being a tomboy by nature, she still felt that she’d want a man that would make the first move, so she was stuck in an awkward position, where her passion for lifting was getting in the way of her love life, as her mother would often chastise her over. To which, Zuri would say that if she ever met a man who simply floored her, then maybe she’d ask him out, or even stop lifting so he would maybe ask her out. But that hadn’t happened yet, so she was going to keep doing what she was doing.
Now, for the girl of the hour, Kadeesha herself. Her amazing looks have already been explained, but what about everything else? Well, Kadeesha actually went to college for business, with a minor in gender studies, as she hoped to one day be a female business owner, just like her mother. Though, out of all her daughters, again, besides Laila, Kadeesha was actually the one Kendra had the most issues with. Kadeesha was a very aggressive feminist, and an intersectional feminist at that. Kendra had time and time again told her that being pro woman or pro black was never wrong, but it was wrong when it became anti men, or anti everyone else, which Kadeesha often did, especially towards white men. Kendra would often fight with her daughter, telling her that being hateful towards others would not solve any issues, but Kadeesha refused to listen, only budging on the topic of not being so radical around her mother. It got really hard whenever Kendra would ask her if she had found a man yet, though. She had to just grit her teeth, and do her best to not chew her mother out for thinking she “needed” to find a man so early into her life, when she had other goals to achieve, like trying to start a black and female-oriented business.
And this is how everything was for roughly 5 years, after the last of the girls had finally graduated, and moved back in to help with the diner.
But, one day, while having dinner after closing up for the night, Kendra took the opportunity to talk to the three of her daughters that were present.
“What??” Asked Kadeesha, angry and baffled over what her mother had just told them.
“Yes, I hired a new busboy who’ll also be acting as a security guard.” Kendra reaffirmed calmly, though you could tell she was ready to begin arguing.
“But you have the three of us, Mom.” Said Zuri, before sticking a massive piece of steak in her mouth.
“I do, but I think we all know that two of the three of you don’t plan to stay here forever, and we can’t all drop everything we’re doing to deal with rowdy customers, we need someone who can do all that themselves. I mean, the years when you were all out to college were hard for me. I hired some part-time workers, but they were still in high school, and not very reliable. So, because I’d rather avoid all of that this time around, I hired a full-time worker, and he’ll be helping you three, and he’ll be responsible for kicking people out, he’s a VERY strong young man. He’ll help me and Zuri take the burden, when you and Maya finally find their paths forward.” Kendra said to Kadeesha, like a queen speaking to her rowdy subjects.
“Wait a minute, you hired a guy??” Kadeesha asked, clearly annoyed.
“Well, he was the best option of everyone I interviewed, he was VERY kind, he lives close by, and even said that if we need his help when he’s off the clock, he’d be happy to come by, and from just looking at him, I could tell that he’d be some excellent muscle to have around here. I truly believe he’ll be a fantastic addition to have around here, especially when the two of you are gone.” Said Kendra.
“Were you always planning to tell us after you hired him?” Asked Maya.
Kendra slightly rolled her eyes, showing her annoyance at that question, knowing her daughter would have had no issues if she’d hired another woman. “Well… Not initially. But as it became more clear to me, that it would probably be this man, I felt like it would be… Best, if I get everything set up first, before I say anything.”
“So I wouldn’t be able to argue over it, is that right?” Kadeesha asked, clearly frustrated.
“I didn’t say that.” Kendra said, slightly raising a hand to try to calm Kadeesha down.
“No, but you absolutely implied it. Why would you hire a man?? This is a female-run business! It’s something to be proud of! Why would you ruin that?!” Kadeesha asked, slowly getting louder the more she spoke.
“I started this business with your father, it was never important for it to be “females only”, that’s just what you want.” Kendra said, getting more forceful with her daughter. “And regardless of what YOU want, Alex will be starting tomorrow, and I want you to treat him well.”
“Wait, “Alex”?? That ain’t a black name. Mama, did you hire a shrimp-dick white boy??” Kadeesha said, obviously angry.
Kendra slowly shook her head, and then put her face in her hands, all while Kadeesha’s sisters rolled their eyes.
“Oh my god baby girl, do you honestly think I would hire someone over their race? I know you think I’m some kind of white man lover, but Alex is a sweet boy. You haven’t even met him yet. Now I don’t want you arguing with me over this anymore.” Kendra said.
“Mom! You can’t-”, Kadeesha started, before being cut off.
“That’s the end of it, you hear me baby girl?” Kendra snapped.
But that wasn’t the end of it. The argument just became cyclical after that, with Kadeesha and Kendra continuing to just repeat the same arguments over and over, all while Kira (not at all quietly, but still unbeknownst to the two who were busy arguing) ate all the steak, and Maya ignored everyone to continue applying to medical jobs through her phone.
Eventually, they did finish arguing, since they needed to sleep. But, it of course started right up again the next day, once Kadeesha saw the man her mother had hired. A tall, dirty blonde white man. And not even scrawny tall, but tall like a football player, broad shoulders, strong jawline that could probably cut glass, an upper torso that looked like a triangle, and standing at 6’7 (201 cm), he was a giant compared to even the tallest of all the women he now worked under, being Kira at a tiny bit over 6’0. Though for most of the other four, this man was damn near a full foot taller than them.
While Kadeesha looked him over, she secretly thought he was an absolute beefcake stud, but she knew a yt boy like him probably couldn’t even compare to her pinky finger, so she was quickly able to ignore how hot she thought he was, in favor of getting into a whisper-shouting match with her mother over hiring this white man.
The white man in question, Alex, turned to Maya. “Hello, nice to meet you, I’m glad we’ll be working together.” He said, raising his hand to shake hers. She simply ignored him and continued to type on her phone.
“Uh, do they always fight like that?” He asked, while awkwardly putting his hand down.
“Only when Mom does anything.” Said Maya, completely matter-of-factly, with her face still buried in her current application.
“Oh. Well, that’s family for you, huh?” Alex asked with a head tilt and a shrug. When he got no response, he awkwardly just walked away from Maya, and tried to get the attention of his new boss. “Excuse me? Mrs. Davis?”
Hearing “Mrs. Davis” caused Kendra to drop her argument with Kadeesha and turn her attention to Alex. “Oh, sweety, I haven’t been “Mrs.” Davis for a long time, it’s just “Miss”, thank you though.”
“Oh, well, I’m sorry if I said anything wrong, I didn’t mean to bring up any sour memories.” Alex said, with a genuinely apologetic look in his eyes.
“You couldn’t have known, please don’t worry about it.” Said Kendra. “Anyways, now that you’re here, let me show you what you’ll be doing.”
Kadeesha kept trying to interrupt her mother the entire time she was talking to Alex, trying to make her listen to her issues with hiring a white man, but Kendra, Maya, nor Zuri listened to her, like they never did. Ironically, the only person who seemed to listen to her was Alex, with him occasionally glancing over at her whenever Kendra finished a sentence, explaining his daily routine and tasks.
Much to Kadeesha’s annoyance though, Kendra finished the tour and introduction without much issue, and Alex officially began working at their diner. And over the course of the next two weeks, he proved himself to be an extremely valuable asset, with him being able to get much larger quantities of food out to customers, and much quicker.
The twins and her mother would talk about how good he was at his job, but Kadeesha would argue that he was only able to carry more because his arms were longer, and he moved faster because his legs were longer, and she’d berate them for basically praising him for how he was born.
But for some odd reason, despite the fact that they never got involved in Kadeesha’s arguments about race and sexuality before, both Maya and Zuri took their Mom’s side, and argued that Alex was a hard worker, and a nice guy who deserved the praise they gave him. Kadeesha couldn’t believe what she was hearing, and became determined to prove to all three of them that Alex wasn’t shit, and to get him fired before Laila got back.
Over the course of the next week, she watched him like a hawk. Trying to see if there was anything about his behavior that suggested that she could find a way to get this cracker fired. But much to her shock, there was nothing. He was excessively nice to all their customers, regardless of race, religion, sex, or anything else. The only group he showed any preference towards was children, who he’d make funny faces for.
On one such occasion, Kadeesha ran into Alex in the kitchen.
“White boy! The people at table six are asking where their food is!” Kadeesha said with an attitude.
“Sorry, I’m still getting used to things here, I wasn’t able to find the box of ribs in the freezer, but it should be done in five minutes. Could you let them know?” Alex asked, while cooking another meal for another customer.
“ME?! You’re the one who fucked up, YOU can go tell them!” She said, her eyebrows raised as high as they could go.
“Oh, well, alright I guess. Thanks anyways.” Alex said, completely brushing off the obvious rudeness in Kadeesha’s tone.
They continued to have interactions like this, with Kadeesha hoping to make Alex mad enough that he’d snap, and give her an excuse to fire him. The only time Kadeesha saw her get any reaction out of Alex, was when it was the exact opposite of what she was hoping for.
That particular exchange began as any other, with Alex committing some vague sin that got on Kadeesha’s nerves, while literally no one else cared, and probably even liked Alex more because of it. Alex was returning to the kitchen when Kadeesha decided to attack lower than ever before.
“You god damn honkey-ass white boy, stop walking around here, strutting up and down the isle with your broad-ass shoulders, acting like you’re hot shit. You’re not, you’re a fucking door-mat, happily taking orders like you were born for it. How you gonna colonize half the world and then act like a happy little child skipping around while following commands? And just so you know, since I know you white boys get to just coast through life with no one ever chastising you, but anyone who has to walk around like that, is obviously compensating for their baby dick and cherry balls. The only woman you’d ever be inside of is your mama, and she only screamed out of pity for what’s goin’ on down there.” Kadeesha said, with her arms crossed, slowly trying to get in Alex’s face.
The reaction Alex had to these comments confused her to no end. She’d always make comments like that to the loser white boys at her college whenever a topic came up that she had to put them in their place over, and if they got too pissy over what she said, she’d simply have whatever black stud she was sleeping with that week fuck up the cracker, all while she continued to point out how small his baby white dick was.
But Alex just smiled to himself, and all he said in response was: “You know, I had a feeling you might eventually bring that up, but the thing is, I’m a third generation Irish immigrant. My ancestors were actually oppressed themselves, and we certainly never colonized anyone, and never owned slaves.” He then turned away from the plates he was cleaning to look at Kadeesha. “So if that’s the reason you don’t like me, it’s not really valid. And besides, your family is better off than mine’s ever been. So what do you say we just put the hostilities aside and start again?”
Not only did he completely ignore her attacks on his small white hood, but he instead focused on her bringing up race, the thing she cared about the least in reality. But regardless, him doing so was a huge mistake, because Kadeesha, with her four years of community college experience, then started a one-sided racially-charged verbal assault, that lasted until her mother and sisters had to physically pulled her away, as customers had begun to complain over the shouting and excessive use of profanity.
Kadeesha’s racial rant and anger had purely been for performance at first, but Alex somehow managed to completely ignore her, and just kept doing his work, which just actually made her legitimately angry.
It wasn’t until hours later after Kadeesha finally calmed down, that she realized that not only had Alex completely ignored all of her insults, but he’d kept working despite her getting up in his face. He was completely unbothered by her.
And Kadeesha wasn’t having it. This was a black female owned business, and this trailer trash white boy was ruining that. If he wasn’t going to ever give her an excuse to fire his ass by clapping back at her, then she’d have to start digging deeper. So, she started looking at his time sheets, trying to see if he was fudging his times. Of course, she quickly realized that if his times was ever inaccurate, it was because he’d started working early and didn’t clock in until his shift officially began. But, looking closer, Kadeesha began to notice a pattern of behavior. And then something finally clicked. She saw that he always came into work at least two hours before his shift, and yet he never officially started working until 5 minutes before his shift began at the earliest. And thinking back, he’d always disappear shortly after he arrived, only to reappear right as he would clock in.
What was he doing for nearly two hours every day, if he wasn’t going to clock in? Kadeesha felt like she might finally have something this time, so she paid extra close attention to him when he came in the next day. When he came in, she saw that he was carrying a 5 gallon bucket with a lid over it. Looking at her sister’s reaction, since she was always stationed at the front entrance to send people to tables, it was clear that him having this bucket was nothing new.
After he waved good morning to everyone, he briskly walked towards their staff bathroom, the separate bathroom that was solely meant for her family, so they wouldn’t have to wait in line for the regular bathrooms on busy days, and quietly yet quickly, shut the door behind himself.
She had him. What else would he be doing in their bathroom for two hours besides some kind of hard drug like heroin that all the yt’s loved. Why else would he bring a huge bucket in with him? It clearly must have contained about 2 hours of drugs. Probably heroine since privileged yt folks loved that shit.
She knew she had this honkey dead to rights, all she needed to do was catch him in the act. So, she waited for an hour, got the staff bathroom key, and made her way over to the bathroom.
The staff bathroom was way in the back, hidden behind two corners that separated it from the normal customers, and was right next to the locked door that led to their mansion, basically allowing Kadeesha or her family to quickly use the bathroom before they started their shifts. So it made sense to Kadeesha why no one would have caught him yet.
However, as she approached the staff bathroom, she began to hear strange sounds. Strained breathing, the sound of slapping, and what she could only describe as the sound of two damp towels being scraped against each other.
Whatever it was, it didn’t stop Kadeesha’s single-minded goal of getting this violation of her family’s legacy fired. And without even a second thought to reconsider, she shoved the key in, and flung the door open.
What she saw once the door was opened, would forever change the lives of not only herself, but Alex, and eventually, the rest of Kadeesha’s family.
Kadeesha’s eyes popped as wide as they possibly could, and her jaw must have actually hit the floor, because it was only then that Alex finally stopped, and turned around. He had been facing the toilet against the wall opposite of the door, giving Kadeesha a full view of the fattest, fullest, most unbelievable pair of breeder balls she’d ever seen.
She wasn’t a slut like her older sister, but Kadeesha had slept with many very hung black men during college, with many of them exceeding a foot in length and 3 inches across, as she was proudly very open about participating in the black sexual experience. But despite all of this, her eyes simply gazing upon Alex’s titanic cum factories was enough to not only make her overlook any sense of white hatred she had, but also make her desperate to get on her knees and worship them, to plant her lips on them, and worship them like they so obviously deserved to be. And this was all before Alex even turned around.
When he did turn around, the shock and awe that filled Kadeesha’s mind skyrocketed. For as ridiculous as her and her family's proportions were, Alex’s were even moreso. His balls, which were larger than ostrich eggs, looked almost too small for his cock. His cock, standing upright at a 45 degree angle, was slightly above Alex’s head, meaning it had to be more than 3 feet long. And the girth? Good god… The tip alone was larger than a basketball. It was probably thicker than a telephone pole.
Kadeesha could tell that her panties became soaked in what amounted to a fraction of a second, but that was before she even got a taste of the smell. The overwhelming smell of sex, more potent than any of her own sexual experiences, the smell of pure alpha male musk stained the air, she could even taste the sour stank on her tongue as she breathed. The simple testosterone filled stench of Alex’s balls was so much more potent than the smell of passionate sex that Kadeesha and past lovers had made over an hour of rough ball slapping sex.
The smell drew her eyes to the area between Alex’s extremely toned and muscular legs (which she was only now noticing in part because she’d been trying to ignore how handsome and muscular he was up until now, but also because his pants were always so baggy), which was her next shock. The bucket he’d been carrying, as well as the toilet, were both almost overflowing with a hazy clear liquid. It didn’t take a genius to figure out what it was, but despite the cock and balls that would put an elephant to shame that was right in front of her, she just couldn’t believe it.
After what, to Kadeesha, felt like hours, but in reality was only a few short seconds, Alex finally spoke, though he was only able to croak out an “Uh…” Despite the pure masculinity on display, he looked like a deer in headlights.
However, this was enough to snap Kadeesha out of it, and bring her back to reality. Her eyes that had just moments ago shown pure sexual hunger, quickly shifted into anger. “You fucking white dog, what the hell are you doing?! Making a goddamn mess in our bathroom??”
Alex was still just frozen where he stood. “I thought I locked…” was all he could say, as he was barely able to talk, with it sounding like he was losing his voice from shock.
“It don’t fuckin’ matter! You are here, turning our private bathroom into your own personal sperm bank! Just WAIT until I tell Kendra!” Of course, this was a bluff. She had no idea how she was going to twist this to make Alex seem like the bad guy. He wasn’t clocked in, and no one in her family would have an issue with him relieving himself on his own time. In fact, if anything, Kendra would yell at her for hypocritically being against Alex’s sexuality, despite how much she talked about the importance of expressing it. Even under normal circumstances, she would have a hard time trying to think of a way to spin the current situation to get what she wanted, but the pungent smell of male dominance was still invading her mind through her nostrils, clouding her mind, and making even the most basic thoughts harder.
If Alex were a lot of other men, he’d probably have taken the opportunity to point out that Kadeesha was heavily drooling, and her pussy was dripping on the floor, despite her threats, but Alex was not concerned about that. He just wanted to keep his job, but he was completely flustered, having someone who wasn’t his male doctor during checkups, or his mother while changing him as a child, seeing his exposed cock for the first time.000
He turned to her fully, before realizing that was probably a mistake, and tried to apologize, but he was cut short by Kendra shouting.
“Kadeesha? Have you seen the staff bathroom key?” Kendra said, clearly making her way towards the staff bathroom based on the increasing volume of her footsteps.
Kadeesha realized this, and realized that if her mother caught her now, all of her potential leverage would be gone. Not only was she holding the key to the bathroom, but she hadn’t screamed or anything, so her Mom would immediately be able to see through her story. In a moment of panic, and poor thinking caused by the male miasma that was invading her nostrils, she stuffed herself into the bathroom with Alex, put her hand over his mouth to keep him quiet, and locked the door. And she was just in time, as right then, Kendra rounded the corner, luckily not having heard the door shut or lock.
“Kadeesha, have you- WOAH! What is that smell?? Good god!… Mmm…” Kendra made a moan that Kadeesha could have sworn sounded like she was turned on. “Uh, Kadeesha, are you in there?” Kendra asked, knocking on the bathroom door.
Kadeesha’s hand tightened its grip over Alex’s mouth, and she quickly shushed him, before replying. “Yeah, I’m in here. I took the key because I didn’t want that white bitch to try to open the door on me.”
Kendra rolled her eyes and sighed. “Child, you do not have anything to worry about from that man. I don’t even know where he is. Just make sure to put the key back when you’re done… Good Lord, what is that smell??”
Kadeesha heard her mother walking away, and sighed in relief. But now, she had a much larger problem on her hands, or, rather, pressing up against her stomach. Or, pressing up against her entire abdomen, more accurately.
Once her attention turned back to the elephant trunk attached to the white boy, she slowly turned to face the titanic tool that she could feel violently pulsating against her. But before she could even lock eyes with it, she felt it against her chin. She felt the slimy pisshole rub against her chin, and nearly touch her lips, as she instinctively threw her head downward to see what had touched her chin.
It was impossible. The absolute fuckstick that was leaning against her was pulsating so intensely, that it felt like someone was trying to push her, every time Alex’s heart beat. The head was larger than her own, and she could probably fit several fingers into the pisshole with ease.
Thinking about that fact, a deep desire was suddenly there for Kadeesha. She wanted to suck this cock. Wrapping her hands around it was completely out of the question, though Kadeesha really wanted to see if she could stick her tongue inside the massive piss hole. She was thinking all of these things, and she couldn’t stop herself.
She couldn’t even begin to fathom what caused this new fire of lust that was now burning within her, though she’d probably assume the spark for her newfound insane desire was the dick stench, whose source was now basically right next to her nostrils.
She began to stick her tongue out, despite her conscious mind wanting nothing more than to slap the filthy white man in front of her. Though her fight against her instincts was keeping her tongue from getting much farther than just barely past her fat lips. Though, even if it did, she’d have to push her massive breasts out of the way for her tongue to even touch the behemoth in front of her.
And despite what her thoughts were saying, her body was being more honest. Her eyes filled with lust, lacking any hint of any emotion beyond her intense sexual desire, but before anything could happen, the red wood tree that was basically trying to push her over, suddenly belched up a baseball sized pearl of cloudy liquid.
This surprise snapped Kadeesha back to reality, and looking back up at Alex’s face, she saw that his eyes were seemingly still following her mother’s footsteps. The forest fire of desire that had been lit within what had once been the damp forest of her mind in relation to this white boy, a desire that nearly drove her to absentmindedly French kiss his white cock hole like some black bimbo slut, all of this had happened in seemingly less than a few seconds, and Alex hadn’t even noticed how close he came to absolutely dominating a proud feminist black woman, by just showing her his apex prick.
All of these thoughts and desires quickly were pushed as far back within Kadeesha’s mind as she could manage. She also ignored how her pussy had already soaked her panties, and the stain would probably be visible to Alex, if she wasn’t wearing her black work pants. And through sheer force of will, she acted as though there wasn’t a cock that could probably impregnate a small country with a single load, sitting against her tits.
“What in GOD’S name do you think your doing to our bathroom, you fucking peckerwood JACKA-”, Kadeesha had tried to put on a tough boss bitch attitude as usual, but she hadn’t accounted for something, though the fact that she hadn’t was complicated understandable.
That something was that Alex wasn’t fully hard yet. Against the white boys will, his body simply reacted to the fact that a woman had his cock leaning up against her, and she was pretending like nothing was happening, a fetish Alex wasn’t even aware he had, and the sudden surge of cock, caused the bead on the tip to heavily plop onto Kadeesha’s breasts, and then the continued surge of his cock, forcefully drove the tip of Alex’s monster over Kadeesha’s chin, and into her lips, forcing the natural DSL’s and jaw to stretch open beyond what one would assume to be naturally possible, with her lips in particular forming a fat ring around the small percentage of cock head that managed to get inside her mouth, and for Kadeesha’s eyes to nearly pop out of her head in shock, with her raising her arms out of a fight or flight response.
Though, a mere moment after she raised her arms, she decided to try to use them to push the behemoth off of her, as she felt her back push up against the wall behind her.
But, as soon as her soft hands touched the hard shaft that had invaded her mouth, Alex’s body once again reacted on its own, now belching yet another massive pearl of semen into Kadeesha’s mouth.
This was the end of whatever struggling Kadeesha may have had. The moment that ball sludge touched her taste buds, her mind shut off, and she was replaced by pure slut instinct, a primordial desire born from the single-minded desire to drain the godly balls that had just so graciously fed her, that had been forcefully created by said nut meal. And a desire to empty every drop into herself, as quickly as possible.
The proud black feminist was gone, passed out from the intense taste of semen, and only horny cockslut base instincts remained. And that instinct said that the fastest way to empty these balls was to use the hole the cock was already trying to enter.
Before Alex could even apologize for what happened, Kadeesha’s head began to force itself downward, causing her jaw to audibly creak and pop as it tried to stretch even more around his cock head.
Alex, being a virgin due to fears that he could kill any woman he tried to sleep with, had never had this much sexual stimulation in his life. In fact, he’d rarely even properly ejaculated, as the cleanup is so intense, he could only do so on very special occasions. So instead, every day, before and after work, he’d have to spend two hours cranking his monster shaft, aiming for a toilet. Once his pre-nut started flowing, it would quickly overflow any toilet, so he’d start flushing the toilet, as he aimed his cock at his trusty 5 gallon bucket, which would be filled to the brim by the time he could finish by filling the toilet a second time. Doing this ritual two or three times a day was enough to keep his cock from constantly drooling, or getting hard at random, both being things that would really get in the way of him trying to live his life, and ruin whatever pants he’d have on.
But yes, while most men just needed a sock to fully contain their normal loads, for Alex, a 5 gallon bucket wasn’t enough to contain even half of his precum, and he’d have to overfill it multiple times a day.
This is relevant, because this virgin who hadn’t properly relieved his scientifically impossible meat stick for about 5 months now, had now found his angry coworker, trying to force her mouth around his impossible cock. Now, similarly to Kadeesha, despite his naturally kind nature, his body was no longer willing to listen to the reasoning of his mind.
Alex’s hands, seemingly with a mind of their own, grabbed Kadeesha’s head, as a massive jet of precum blasted the insides of her mouth, forcing its way down her gullet, up through her nose, and out the seeming vacuum seal her lips had. The sudden introduction of lubricant allowed what should have been impossible, as Kadeesha’s head suddenly began to sink deeper on to the massive cock, which was several times wider than her neck. After several moments, there was an audible snap, as her lips finally got over the flare of the cock head, and quickly retracted on the start of the shaft.
For a normal woman, this would have been completely impossible. But Kadeesha was a Davis. So what happened instead, nearly made Alex go insane with lust.
Kendra’s curve hiding magic was very versatile, but this was simply out of the expected. And the surprisingly delicate equilibrium hiding Kadeesha’s true curves, fell apart in an instant.
From Alex’s perspective, Kadeesha’s already bountiful breasts suddenly exploded out of her shirt, ripping it to shreds, revealing a pair of titanic milk tanks that he’d thought could only exist with the aid of surgery or in fiction, yet there wasn’t any sign of surgery scars on them and they were clearly real as they now pressed up against most of his torso. And then, what truly drove Alex mad with lust, was when her ass exploded out of her pants.
It was glorious. To Alex, it was everything he’d ever jacked off while dreaming about. It was basically the ass of the woman of his dreams, 3BQ. His sexual desires were so far outside the realm of normality, that it was basically the only thing that helped keep his cock under control most of the time. Any ass smaller than an extreme BBL was unlikely to get a rise from his cock, and any breasts smaller than a watermelon were the same. He thanked god every night that he’d at least done him the kindness of not making his cock drool over the average woman who walked the street, as he wouldn’t be able to function in society otherwise. Up until this very moment, the women he now worked with were all right on the edge of what he could handle before his pants would rip or get flooded. With them as he thought they were, him constantly focusing on not getting hard was enough to get him by. But now that he knew that there was titanic TnA under those clothes, that was out the door.
But that wasn’t even a thought in his mind right now. His mind was solely focused on the tits that were trying to push him against the wall, and the ass that was awakening his primal urges.
Through what he could only assume was a similar tactic that he used to hide his spectacular schlong, she’d apparently been hiding her true form, but now he’d seen these true curves of hers, and his balls let out a ferocious growl. It couldn’t even be described as a gurgle, the sound was obviously signifying that his balls had gone into intense overtime in producing sperm, but the sound they made would never have been as non-threatening as a simple gurgle or churn.
No, his balls roared. They roared so loudly, that if Kendra had still been in the back hall, she not only would have heard it, but she would have felt the slight vibration in the floor they caused, too.
The now watermelon sized pair of breeding tanks that painfully hung as heavy as anvils between his legs, began to grow even quicker, and violently ungulate like an angry, hungry predator, having been forcefully woken up early from its winter slumber.
And despite how impossible it should have been, Alex’s cock grew again. Now finally reaching its fully erected size, a feat it had never before achieved.
It now stood at an unfathomable 4 and a half feet long, and a foot and a half wide. No, not a foot and a half all around, but from one side to the other, with the tip reaching the size of half a watermelon.
Despite this, all that happened at the point where it met Kadeesha’s bimbo lips, was dig ever further into her mouth, with it only now finally beginning to feel the entrance to her throat. It would be like trying to force a tree trunk through a pencil sharpener.
But that fact couldn’t have mattered less to these two now. All racial hostilities Kadeesha held had completely fled her mind, as she now ran on primal breeding instinct, with Alex himself not being very far off from being the same way.
And what finally caused Alex to snap, was Kadeesha reaching out her arms, doing her best to reach around her tits, and grabbed Alex’s arms, and began pulling as hard as she could, driving the pillar of a cock deeper, millimeters at a time. Alex, already on a knife’s edge, simply couldn’t handle seeing a woman act like this. To see such a beautiful woman try to force his monster down her own throat was sexier than anything he’d ever imagined.
So, Alex’s head shot back, his eyes rolled back in his head, and he grit his teeth, letting out a roar through his clenched teeth that was nearly as loud as his ball's second roar. And then he threw his head back down, grabbed Kadeesha’s head with both hands, and pulled. All care for her well being was tossed aside. Raw sexual desire had completely taken him as it had Kadeesha.
Kadeesha’s jaw creaked and her lips and neck stretched beyond what anyone might think possible. As Alex’s mighty member began forcibly entering her throat with the combined efforts of both horny animals, Kadeesha could feel as the cock began to block her airway, so she did the last thing that wasn’t purely in the interest of drawing out cum from the cock in her throat, and took a deep inhale before she lost her chance.
Centimeter by centimeter, the cock pushed deeper in. Alex was almost foaming at the mouth, every muscle in his body flexing, all his veins bulging. As for Kadeesha, her neck had completely taken the shade of the cock head and shaft plowing through it, with each pulsing vein on the girth being visible through her neck. If she was still on planet earth, she’d have noticed how painfully tight her throat was.
After several seconds of both parties trying to force the great girth down Kadeesha’s throat, Kadeesha slowly began to lower her body, as enough of the pillar had gone down her throat finally making doing so make sense.
Through creaks, groans, pops and gags, after a full five minutes, Alex’s cock was almost halfway inside of Kadeesha, and his cockhead had finally fully entered her stomach, with the head alone taking up the entire space of it.
Kadeesha’s mascara had been completely removed by her tears at this point, as her eyes couldn’t stop watering, with their black streaks trailing down her face, and dripping off her chin with her spit. Kadeesha could barely keep her eyes open, and her head looked absolutely absurd. The best description that could be given is to imagine a used roll of toilet paper with “ravish my slutty hole” eyes above one of the openings.
By now though, Kadeesha had finally managed to get down on her knees, and Alex’s cock was beginning to push against her stomach, wanting to go even deeper inside her depths. All of her mascara was off of her eyes at this point, with all of it having formed streaks down her face by following her tears.
At this point, Alex got a firmer grip on the back of Kadeesha’s head, raised up his left leg and planted his foot on top of Kadeesha’s back, and with this new angle, forced himself forward, plunging his mighty prick past her stomach, and probing so far down her guts that her belly bulged outward, causing her ultra slim waist to instantly become several times wider, her gut also distending and shooting down towards the floor, taking the exact shape of Alex’s cock, veins and all. As this unreal stomach deformation slammed against the ground, with Alex now only having a little under two feet of his massive member left dry, it finally became too much.
The dam finally burst.
Alex clenched his teeth and peeled his lips back, with his eyes rolling into the back of his head, and his head shooting all the way back. His body tensed up to the point where nearly every vein on his sculpted muscles could be seen. He let out an animalistic, guttural groan from the pit of his stomach, with foamy spit flying everywhere from his mouth.
The sound defied description, as Alex’s body did its absolute best to try to pull his balls upward like it’s supposed to, but the immense weight of the titanic testicles caused them to barely move upward, though they did lurch forward, as they began to belch up an unfathomable amount of potent spunk.
Kadeesha herself was unable to make a sound, with her vocal cords being completely flattened. All she could do was further ruin her mascara, as her throat seemed to stretch an extra foot in diameter as she felt the tar-like baby batter slowly push its way through Alex’s cock.
It took a full ten seconds for the thick jet of cum to work it’s way out of Alex’s colossal cock, having to push Kadeesha’s throat even further outward, with the noise it made being best compared to a cross between the sound of a balloon inflating, and a running sink on full blast.
When it finally reached the end of Alex’s cockhead, the most unbelievable event yet, happened. Kadeesha’s tight, toned midsection, with a monstrous cock picking out of it like a finger through a condom, began to rapidly swell with semen. Her stomach expanded rapidly, quickly reaching all four walls of the bathroom, and shortly after that, lifting Kadeesha off of her knees, and then her feet, with her entire body soon being above her head, lifted up by her still expanding gut, as her stomach forced its way into any available space it could, with it even managing to push Alex back slightly.
Over the course of several minutes, Alex continued to deposit the first proper load in his life into the sassy black feminist, who less than an hour prior, had wanted to get him fired for being a white boy.
When the over a dozen steel drums worth of cum finally finished being firehose blasted out of Alex’s cockhead, and with the final gallons worths being spurted out, Alex did his best to stand up straight against the weight of Kadeesha’s cum gut. It would have been difficult enough, given the sheer volume he had to work against, but his body was also barely responding, with all of his muscles being desperate for a break.
Alex was panting heavily, and visible steam was coming off of him, with his face being beet red, his eyes being glazed over, and sweat dripping off his nose and chin, completely drenching his hair, and soaking his clothes. Though, his clothes were also slightly soaked in his own cum from the backblast of his orgasm, so the sweat actually helped to hide the cum stains.
After several minutes of just trying to catch his breath, and intermittent attempts at trying to stand up, followed by him falling forward onto Kadeesha’s gut, which would cause a jet of cum to burst out of her massive jiggly ass, and pain the walls white, Alex’s cock finally became flaccid. And after another several minutes, it finally fully fell out of Kadeesha’s mouth, followed by a massive jet of cum, the viscosity of it clogging the drain in the center of the bathroom.
After another few minutes, Alex finally caught his breath, and stood up straight. He began absentmindedly cleaning off his cock, with it taking several moments for his mind to finally come back to him, and he realized what had happened.
All he could do was stare at the site in front of him. Kadeesha was like a human version of those hyper-inflated condoms people would draw online. He then looked down at her face, and saw that she was thankfully breathing normally, though she was completely out of it, her eyes making it obvious that no one was home, and a stream of cum still flowing out of her mouth.
The sight of this beautiful, strong black woman, with curves that should have only been possible in a cartoon (though he wasn’t really one to talk), inflated like a water balloon with his baby batter, made Alex’s cock begin to rise again, although he immediately began to think unsexy thoughts to make it go back down.
Whatever the right thing to do in this situation may have been, the best option for Alex was to get out of the bathroom. If he stayed, he knew it was inevitable that he’d get hard, no matter how hard he tried not to, and if he got fully erect again, he would probably go feral again, and he would absolutely try to fuck Kadeesha again. And even though he was certain what he’d already done was rape, he at least didn’t want to do that to her twice.
He knew he was probably going to jail for this. He’s been trying to avoid it all his life. All he could do now was keep himself away from her, while she took her time to wake up.
So, he got the bag of spare clothes he put behind the sink, having known the chances of ruining his clothes, and changed out of his cum and sweat covered outfit. He then got his bucket, and used it to scoop up the flood of cum on the floor, and bucket by bucket, poured it into the toilet, and flushed. Once he’d gotten enough off of the floor, so that it wouldn’t spill onto the floor of the diner once he opened the door, he pulled the drain cover off the drain, to help make sure it wouldn’t clog up from his thick cum again, and with all his strength, pushed Kadeesha’s body closer to the drain, so the cum flowing out of her mouth wouldn’t drown her, and then also moved her so her belly wouldn’t be blocking the door.
With that, he prayed to God for her safety, and exited the bathroom, closing the door behind him, and went back to work like nothing happened.
In the hours following, Alex would periodically go check on Kadeesha, to make sure she was alright, and to also press her stomach to help get more cum out. He’d have to do this in short bursts, or his cock would rip through his pants. Eventually, despite hours going by, the only sign of life from her was her letting out a deep, sexually gratified moan, every time Alex so much as touched her, and let out a series of them, whenever he pressed on her cum gut.
It wasn’t until the shop was already closed, and the sun was already going down, a full 10 hours later, that Kadeesha finally began to stir. By then, Alex had managed to completely empty her gut, with him being shocked that there were no signs of what had happened, not even a stretch mark.
As Alex and Kadeesha’s family were wiping the tables, Kadeesha walked in, and Alex knew the time had come. He’d been mentally preparing himself for jail, and he was going to comply with the cops completely. He was most terrified of what his mother would think, though.
Kendra saw her daughter shortly after Alex. “Oh, Kadeesha baby, where have you been? Haven’t seen you all day.” Only when she finished her sentence did Kendra notice that Kadeesha’s hair looked unusually unkempt, and her clothes looked like she’d fallen in a pool. “Baby, what happened?? You look like you got splashed by a passing bus.” Said Kendra, walking over to see if her daughter was alright.
However, once she got within 10 feet of Kadeesha, a powerful smell suddenly invaded her nostrils. A powerful manly musk. More powerful than even her late husbands, which she took to mean that her daughter had just finished having an orgy.
She would have said something, chastised her daughter for passing her body around like that, but the odor was gripping her throat, invading every inch of her nostrils and lungs. She could taste the pungent aroma of the male sex flowing off her daughter. It made her hornier than she could ever remember. Though, she was certain she wasn’t hornier than she’d been with her late husband.
But even still, comparisons aside, all that mattered was the intense sex smell she was now experiencing. And in the short moments since it made its way up her nose, she’d soaked her pantries, and begun drooling. She only noticed both of these things once Kadeesha spoke up, breaking her trance, and making her thank the stars above that her clothes were black so the spot on her crotch wasn’t too visible, and their dim nighttime lights seemed to have made her drool hard to see.
“Sorry I missed work for today, but I need to speak to Alex in private, immediately.” Kadeesha said, with a hand on her hip, and pointing to Alex in the most sassy way possible.
“Huh? O-Oh! Uh, sure baby, what do you need to talk about?” Kendra asked.
“Private information. Alex. Come. Now.” Kadeesha said, clearly angry.
Alex had a feeling in his gut that she was going to tell him that he was fired, without needing to explain anything to her family. It was completely understandable. Though he thought it was more likely that she was going to tell him that the police were on their way.
The two walked to the bathroom, where it had all gone down, and Alex began to apologize. “Look, Kadeesha, I’m not even going to try to justify myself. If you want to get this done silently, I’ll completely understand, and I’ll-“ Alex was cut off before he could finish his sentence.
He was cut off by Kadeesha doing a quick 180, nearly slapping him with both her ass and tits, grabbing his shirt, and pulling him down into a deep, passionate kiss.
After several seconds, she pulled back, a strand of spit stretching before snapping as she began to speak.
“Are you fucking kidding me?? What the fuck are you apologizing for? You just gave me the best sex of my life, and you only fucked my throat. Your cock tastes like fucking magic, and I haven’t been able to stop getting wet from just thinking about it.” Kadeesha said, like she was trying to rush herself.
Kadeesha pulled Alex close again. “Motherfucker, your white ass just put dozens of black men to shame. Your fucking cock could probably put whales to shame. You’ve got the best goddamn cock in the world, and you think I’m going to let you get away?? Hell no, you are mine, you white trash piece of shit! Your monster fuck rod is going to plunge into my guts every day from now on. Do I make myself clear?”
Alex could feel his mind slipping and his cock violently pulsating. What Kadeesha was saying was so unbelievably sexy to him. She was not only consenting to more, she was giving consent in general. She wanted to have sex with him. With his cock! Alex had never believed this would happen. But he’d not only found a woman who could handle his gargantuan gut smasher, but she wanted more.
Kadeesha continued. “And if I see you so much as LOOK at another bitch, I’mma rip your dick off, and shove it so far up your ass, your neck will have two heads coming out of it.” She then leaned forward and grabbed the crotch of Alex’s pants. “This shit is MINE. This shit is better by itself than any of the orgies I’ve been in, and it’s on a fucking white man. I’m taking you for myself, and colonizing those jizz tanks of yours.” She shook her clasped hand to emphasize what she was saying.
Though, as soon as she finished the last sentence, she felt her firm grip begin to be forced open. As soon as her head managed to snap down to see what she already knew, Alex’s python ripped through his pants, and pinned her against the wall.
She looked up at Alex, who was clearly already starting to lose himself again.
“We’re not finished until I’m touching the ceiling this time.” Kadeesha said, as she pulled Alex into the bathroom, and slammed the door behind them.