Big Booty Bitches Ch. 39

"Ohhhhhhhhhhh, god..."

Abigail's high pitch voice was heard loudly as she moaned. She closed her eyes upon feeling Antonio's hands leave her breasts. He wanted to kiss her, but now was not the right time for a touch of tenderness. Scrunching his face up, he groaned as he was now bucking his hips as hard as he possibly could. Antonio did not care anymore. The feeling of Lindsey's breasts trapping his dick was too great. Even though he had yet to fuck Abigail, he was determined to blow his load for this blonde vixen right here, right now.

"Ohhhh, man! Ohhhhhh, fuck!!"

That expression on his face was all too familiar to Abigail. She knew Antonio was holding onto all his inner strength in an effort to hold back from blowing his load. Over and over, he thrust his cock back and forth between Lindsey's breasts. Knowing he was about to explode soon, Abigail licked her lips and spoke.

"Antonio, listen to me!"

She gasped and cried again. Lindsey's efforts to eat her pussy caused Abigail to lose her train of thought for a moment.

"Talk to me, Abigail!"

Their eyes met between soft moans. Antonio was still driving inch after inch of his hard cock between Lindsey's breasts.

"I want you to cum on her face! I want to watch you blast that hot load all over her face!"

After finishing her words, Abigail leaned up and forced Lindsey's tongue to depart from her cunt. She exhaled a deep breath and sat on her knees directly above Lindsey's head. From where Abigail sat, she had the perfect upside-down angle to watch her friend get drenched in cum. Lindsey licked her lips and leaned up to gaze at Antonio's face.

"Give me that cum!"

She pulled her breasts apart to free his cock. Antonio knew to grab his shaft, twisting his fingers around it as he aimed directly at Lindsey's face. She closed her eyes and pressed her lips together. Abigail rubbed her clit with her right hand fingers, eagerly anticipating the moment when he exploded. His face was scrunched up and teeth gritted as his hand jerked his shaft back and forth.

"Ohhhhhhh, FUCK!!"

Antonio screamed as his cock erupted. String after string of cum flew into the air and landed across Lindsey's beautiful face. The first and second strings splattered onto her left cheek. She kept her eyes shut as she felt a sticky wad fall into her closed eyelid. He was panting and groaning as he forced out another wad of his hot load. It fell onto her left breast, unable to reach her face. Abigail sat there and continued to finger herself as she watched him give Lindsey a proper facial. She licked her lips and moaned before speaking in approval.

"Oh my god, that was so hot. I love watching you get blasted, Lindsey. You look hotter than me with cum on your face."

Lindsey sighed as she raised her left hand to wipe her eye.

"Why do guys always have to get me right in the eye? Seriously, this is like the sixth or seventh fucking time now."

Abigail giggled as Lindsey complained. She reached for one of Antonio's arms, prompting him to glance at her.

"Get up, baby! It's my turn now!"

She did not care about the circumstances of his depleted cock. Abigail helped pull Antonio back up on his feet. He stood on the bed for a few seconds until she shoved him down on his back and got on top of him. Her big breasts pressed against his chest as she kissed him passionately. Abigail trailed soft kisses down his neck, chest, and to his cock. She grabbed it and began to twist her fingers around his limp dick.

"Don't worry. I'm gonna get you hard again. Hard as a rock, so I can take this cock for a long ride."

Abigail winked at him as she licked her lips. From where Antonio was lying down, he could see Lindsey leaning up and wiping some of the cum from her face. She licked her fingers clean, swallowing some of his warm seed. Exhaling and moaning, Antonio closed his eyes and rested his head. He could feel Abigail's fingers twisting and pumping his shaft before she shoved it between her lips. She sucked on the head as she kept working her hand back and forth. When she pulled her lips off, a pop sound was heard.

"Mmmmm, that didn't take long. I've got you hard again already."

Before she was done with his cock, she licked the head and slid her tongue all the way down his length. Antonio opened his eyes and gazed at the ceiling as he enjoyed this moment of oral pleasure. 'Mmmmmmm', a muffled moan, was heard from Abigail's voice as she slid his cock into her mouth. She removed all her fingers except her index and thumb to grip his shaft from the base. Lindsey leaned up to watch her friend bob her head up and down. His cock was hardened at full length again, but Abigail did not care. She took her time savoring the taste of his thick pole for her own enjoyment. Lindsey was one of the few friends Abigail had who understood her love for sucking cock. Once she was in the mood, Abigail could not be stopped. She worked her lips up and down, slobbering and sucking on his cock.

"Ohhhhhh, god. I love how you suck it, Abigail."

Antonio moaned. He leaned up in hopes that he could see her face and emerald eyes gazing back at him with his cock in her mouth. Abigail had closed her eyes in deep concentration as she continued to bob her lips up and down for several seconds. When she slowed down, Antonio knew she was about to release his cock from her lovely lips. The pop sound was heard loud and clear. Abigail took a deep breath as she got up and began to straddle him. When he gazed forward, his eyes were met with the view of her curvy figure and her green eyes glaring at him. Abigail smiled innocently as she grabbed his cock and made him think she was about to slide it into her pussy. She turned around, revealing her plump booty, as he was now facing her back. A reverse cowgirl position was the last thing Antonio expected from her.

"You licked me, so now it's my turn to lick you. Get over here, Lindsey. I'm ready to taste you."

Climbing up on the bed, Lindsey kicked her heels off and shoved them off the bed. They hit the floor with a thunderous boom while Abigail gripped Antonio's cock with both hands. She held it upward to easily lower her dripping, wet cunt onto it. He moaned at the warm feeling of her pussy as his shaft slid into that familiar place. Antonio only wished he could look into Abigail's eyes at this moment. It was Lindsey's eyes he met instead. The cum was still stuck to the left side of her face, glimmering in the dimly lit room. She smirked at him while running her right hand through Abigail's dark hair as she guided her face to her wet folds. Abigail pressed her lips onto her friend's pussy and slowly slid her tongue inside. Lindsey bit her lower lip and purred softly as she felt that tongue wiggling inside. Once Abigail had her tongue far enough, she began to roll her hips to move Antonio's cock inside her.

Everything depended on Abigail now to make sure all three of them were receiving pleasure at the same time. Antonio's cock pumped in and out of her tight pussy while her tongue explored one of her closest friends delicious pussy. The moaning voices of Lindsey and Antonio combined to create harmony while singing in a high key. Their voices matched, with his slightly rising above hers in pitch. When their eyes met, Lindsey curved her lips into a smug grin and raised both hands. Antonio was surprised to see her flipping him off with both middle fingers. He did not know why she would give him the double bird, but it made him laugh. Abigail was still rolling her hips to work his cock in and out of her juicy cunt. She slid her hands across Lindsey's lips until she found her booty from behind. Lindsey giggled when she felt those fingertips sinking into her smooth, firm ass.

"Ohhhhh, ohhhhhhhhh yeah! Eat me out, Abi. I love the way you twirl that tongue inside me."

With her left middle finger still raised, Lindsey used it to swipe some of the cum from her face. Antonio moaned as Abigail continued to ride him, and he watched Lindsey shove her fingertip beyond her lips. She licked her finger clean and swallowed his cum. Lindsey flipped him off a second time by withdrawing her middle finger out of her mouth. Antonio closed his eyes and raised his head. Abigail wiggled and twisted her tongue deeper into Lindsey's pussy to find that sweet spot. The blonde vixen gasped and closed her eyes for a moment.

"Ohhhhhhhh, YEAH!! That's it, Abi! Right there!!"

Biting her lower lip, Lindsey muffled her whimpers. Abigail slammed her body down harder, pumping Antonio's shaft deeper in her cunt. He opened his eyes and cried out while slamming his open palms down onto the blankets. No matter how hard he exploded for Lindsey, Antonio felt a surge of cum flowing inside him. Abigail was going to make him cum a second time tonight. He hoped she was working herself up to reach her own climax with him. The thought of being able to share an orgasm with her gave him the motivation to begin bucking his hips upward. He was in love with Abigail, regardless of whether he was ready to admit it to her. Tonight had become about something more than the fun shared with Lindsey. Feelings of passion and love could no longer be ignored.

"Make me cum, Abi! Make me cum!!"

Lindsey gritted her teeth after speaking. She was so close to that sweet release. Abigail continued to roll her hips, still bouncing on Antonio's cock to meet his thrusts. She moved faster and harder to push herself closer to her own orgasm. Muffled moans could be heard in her voice as her tongue was still lodged in Lindsey's cunt. Antonio screamed as he felt his cock exploding inside Abigail's pussy.

"OHHHHHHHH, FUCK!!"

His screams were right on time for Lindsey to begin crying in a high pitch. Her legs shook as the gush of her juices squirted into Abigail's mouth. Some of it leaked, pouring lines down the sides of her lips and neck. Abigail pulled her face away and let out a high-pitched scream of her own.

"YESSS!! YESSSSSSSSSSS!! OHHHH, OHHHHHH, OHHHHHHHHH!!"

Antonio had stopped thrusting inside Abigail after reaching his second climax of the night. She slammed herself down on his cock, allowing him to feel her inner walls tighten around his pulsating shaft. He closed his eyes and embraced the wonderful sensation of sharing an orgasm with her. Lost in feelings of heavenly passion, Antonio was ready to end this night sleeping next to Abigail after that hard climax. She climbed off him, panting and breathing heavily. Lindsey was also trying to catch her breath as they looked at each other.

"That was intense. Oh my god, I haven't cum that hard in months."

Abigail nodded in response to Lindsey before climbing off the bed. The last thing Antonio saw was her thick ass cheeks rubbing together as she stomped to the bathroom. He barely had enough strength left in him to lean forward and drag his body towards the pillows. The time had come to fall into a deep sleep.

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1 DAY LATER

Sunlight glared from the uncovered windows in the bedroom and living room in square patterns. The textures on the black wallpaper were made visible in the excess light. A digital alarm clock sat next to a lamp on the right nightstand. 2:43 PM was readable in the red digital lights by the time Antonio opened his eyes and gazed at the ceiling. His body was sore after last night. He expected to wake up between Abigail and Lindsey with the three of them still in bed, but that was not the case. Antonio found himself alone in bed, with the blankets pulled back to reveal they had left. As he climbed out of bed, he nearly stumbled to the floor as he saw the clock. He overslept and yet still felt exhausted, as if he needed more hours of sleep. Lindsey and Abigail were nowhere to be found in the bedroom. It would not surprise him if Lindsey departed early in the morning while he expected to find Abigail in the living room.

Before venturing off to find her, Antonio wandered into the bathroom. He needed to take a shower to wake up and brush his teeth. Last night was full of events he would never forget. He could not stop thinking about Abigail while washing his slim body in the shower. Fog covered every glass surface and object in the bathroom. He had to wipe the mirror with a towel to see his reflection before brushing his teeth. Now that he was fully awake, Antonio felt better about leaving the bedroom to find her. In the previous days, he was fortunate enough to wake up to coffee in the kitchen and room service ready to deliver breakfast. He was craving a warm cup to soothe his dry throat. After putting on a fresh pair of clean underwear, Antonio stepped out of the bedroom. Silence filled the living room. The television was turned off when it was usually left on as background noise.

"Abigail?"

His voice echoed through the room with no response. Antonio walked into the kitchen to find everything left undisturbed. The coffee machine was turned off completely. Nothing was out of place from how he left it yesterday.

"Abigail!? Where are you, babe? I want to talk to you."

Once again, he was listening to his own voice echo in the distance. She was nowhere to be found in the apartment. When he walked back to the bedroom, Antonio noticed that her bags of clothes and other belongings were missing. She must have spent the morning packing her things to depart with Lindsey. A strange way of leaving without saying goodbye. Antonio fetched his phone out of his clothes piled on the floor to see if there were any text messages or missed calls from her. There was nothing waiting for his eyes to see. He sighed in frustration. None of this made any sense to him--why she would pack up her belongings and depart while he was sound asleep. Did she and Lindsey plan this ahead of time? Was there an emergency at hand? So many questions ran through his mind as he tried to make sense of this situation.

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8 HOURS LATER

The night groaned in the darkness. All the rain and storms had washed away from last night. Vida Guerra stepped out of the yellow taxi to feel a cool breeze of the evening wind blow across her face. Her black leather high heel pumps stomped loudly across the concrete pavement before she shut the door. The storm prevented her from making this journey last night, but nothing could stop her now. Her eyes turned to the neon-lit sign with the words 'Disco Fever'. Clutching her purse over her right shoulder, Vida swallowed her breath as the taxi drove off. Her long brunette hair was fixed behind her shoulders. Red was her choice for lipstick color tonight, matching her fingernail polish. Every curve of her thick, athletic figure was visible in a black one-piece jumpsuit. The outfit lacked shoulder straps, as her cleavage was barely visible from the top. She unzipped her purse, ready to flash her ID and V.I.P. card to the bouncers at the front doors.

With an outfit like this, she could not carry the holster for her gun. It was a brave decision to leave the apartment unarmed. Vida knew she could not bring a firearm into the club anyway. A can of Mace sat on the side of her purse in case she needed to use it. After leaving her apartment, she walked to a hotel and called a taxi. Hopefully, that would be enough to throw off Miguel if he truly was watching her from afar. It was a great risk to show up at the club like this and seek out Antonio. He was her only hope of finding any information that could lead to Steven's whereabouts. The chance of Miguel having spies in the club was something she thought about. Her goal was to meet with Antonio and pull him away from the club in case there were any active bugs hidden in the club's offices. Vida knew what kind of dirty tricks Miguel could get up to since he was a cop.

The music hit her ears with full force inside the club. Synth keys mixed with guitars poured out from the speakers. The DJ was playing new songs with a taste of an old flavor. Vida brushed past several strangers as her eyes wandered around the club. The dance floor was the least of her concerns, as she figured Antonio would not be there. Two men sat at the bar, ordering drinks. The longer she glanced around, Vida could not shake the feeling that she was being watched. It may have simply been a case of paranoia, but she did not enjoy this uneasy feeling. She climbed the staircase leading to the upper level of the floor, where few people were standing around. A young man with curly brown hair and a thick mustache stood near the V.I.P. door. He wore a black suit like many of the security guards in the club, though he did not have the physical appearance of one. He walked towards her, offering a friendly smile.

"Can I help you, Miss?"

Returning the smile, Vida nodded at him. She noticed a gold name pin on the left side of his jacket with the name Pablo.

"Hi there. I'm looking to speak with Antonio Diaz. Is he here tonight?"

"Antonio is here, yes. He's in his office."

"Tell him to come out for some fresh air. Tell him Vida G wants to have a talk with him."

When she said her name, Pablo's eyes became big. He knew who she was. That reaction made her smile to know that there were still some men who knew of her. He nodded before replying.

"Okay, I'll go tell him right now."

Vida smirked as she watched him hurry to the V.I.P. door and enter. It always felt good when someone recognized her by name. As she waited to see Antonio, Vida stood in silence. She adjusted her purse under her shoulder. When the white door opened again, she smiled at a familiar face. Antonio stepped out wearing a white suit with a pink shirt underneath.

"Hey there!"

She waved at him as he smiled back. His style of fashion made him resemble Steven so much.

"Hey, Vida. This is quite a big surprise to see you tonight. I wasn't expecting you to come up and see me."

He reached out to hug her. Vida wrapped an arm around him and pulled him in before kissing him on the left cheek. Antonio blushed before gazing into her eyes. He had the look of a wounded animal. She could tell something was bothering him.

"What's wrong? Are you sad seeing me?"

Her hand caressed his cheek as he shook his head.

"No, it's not that. It's a long story. I've had some stuff going on lately. So what do you want to talk about?"

Vida glanced away from his face to look around. She made sure no one was watching them from behind or close.

"I came to talk to you about your uncle."

Antonio blinked before his eyes became enlarged.

"Steven!?"

"Yes. I want to talk about him."

"Have you heard from him?"

She shook her head before answering back.

"No. I figured you, of all people, would've at least heard from him now. You're like a son to him."

He sighed and looked down at the floor for a moment. When Antonio raised his head, Vida could see the frustration in his face. With another sigh, he spoke.

"It's been four months, almost five now. He just up and disappeared. I'm worried something happened to him. Have you heard anything?"

"No, but I'm worried too. I think something is wrong. Maybe he's running away from something. But I don't know. I wish he was here."

Her words made Antonio think for a moment. The magazine he saw with the mystery man on a date with Kim Kardashian looked so much like Steven. It could have been a coincidence for all he knew, but it was something he could not get out of his head. He was unsure about telling Vida about that. From the way she talked about his uncle, he could feel the passion she had for him.

"Yeah, I know what you mean. I wish I knew where he was. I could really use his help right now."

Vida grabbed his right hand and sighed. She leaned closer to his right ear to speak in a low voice.

"Look, I don't feel safe here. I think someone has been following me lately. We need to talk about Steven, just the two of us together. Do you have a place we can go and get away from here?"