Maximum Badonkadonk Ch. 04

At this point I just wanted to crash and watch some television, but my phone lit up with messages in the double digits, half of them from Yoli of all people. She was probably looking for a hookup , but I wanted a break from female drama. I scored some leftover barbecue and a few canned sodas settling in for a superhero flick when someone started rapping on the reinforced screen door with enough force startling me.

"WHO IS IT?!!" I yelled just out of view of the half open front door. Luckily, I'd locked the screen door remaining instinctually vigilant after entering the house.

"YOU OPEN THE DOOR AKATA; I AM HERE TO SPEAK WITH JAQUAN!!" I was surprised I recognized the voice of my cousin's last conquest. I walked to the edge of the short stairwell leading down to the front side door.

"Akemi?" I peered cautiously around the edge of the dining room finding her on the other side of the screen door.

It was just after dusk, and really dark outside. Suffice it to say, I'm ashamed to admit that Akemi's features were obliterated, merging with the evening darkness. She was wearing this angelically white kimono styled boho top and some really tiny booty shorts that were candy apple red.

"AKATA, DUMB BOY; YOU OPEN THE DOOR THIS INSTANT!!" Akemi was beyond indignant banging on the door like her life depended on it.

"Jaquan is not here." I stepped out in full view of the screen door.

"YOU ARE MENTALLY IMPAIRED, GET DOWN HERE AND UNLOCK THIS DOOR!!" She demanded.

I walked down the short stairwell noticing that her eyes bore into me as she waited to be let inside. Luckily, my cousin was across town with esteemed baby mama number two. Part of me wanted to find out what was going on during my day long excursion about town. The moment I clicked the lock on the screen door, Akemi shoved me aside with a swipe of her arm running up the stairs into the living room.

"JAQUAN?!! JAQUAN, WHERE ARE YOU?!! I TALKING TO YOU NEEE-GAAA!!" Her accent was molasses thick as she disappeared into his bedroom returning seconds later glaring at me.

"He's not here Akemi." I took a seat on the couch, casually reclining.

"WHERE HAS HE GONE?!! Her hands were on her hips as she pivoted about walking into the kitchen like a runway model. I guess she thought he might be hiding in the kitchen or something as I was stricken with an acute case of Deja' Vu.

"He's not here; geez, haven't you heard a word I've said? I let you in out of courtesy because you're his little friend."

"Little friend?"

"Yeah."

"LITTLE FRIEND, IS THAT HOW YOU SPEAK TO ME, EH DOM FOK?!!" If I wasn't mistaken, I believed she called me a quote, unquote "dumb fuck."

"Excuse you?!! I think you should kick rocks baby." I folded my arms across my chest making a gesture towards the door, brow furrowed. Akemi wasn't having it, bending at a ninety degree angle pointer finger inches from my face.

"I-AM NOT YOUR BABY; I WILL HAVE JAQUAN SMASH YOUR HEAD DOM FOK!!"

"Sure whatever you say; please leave now." I didn't care in the least knowing where my cousin was. Jaquan definitely didn't care either.

"Oh, so you act to have no fear akata? I will tell him to kick off in your ass and Jaquan will do it!! He will do it because he love me!! Oh you think that because you are family with him, that he will deny my request, eh?!! I have control over him, you do not understand!!"

I was truly tired of her bullshit resting my cheek on my fist fake yawning as she spoke before delivering the burn.

"Oh yeah Akemi; if that's true, where is he right now?" Akemi righted herself considering what was asked.

"I will speak with him; there are things we must talk about."

"With all due respect, that's none of my business and if that's true, then you would know where he was right at this moment. I'm guessing he probably ghosted you, right?" It took a few moments for my words to sink into her entitled psyche.

"He love me." She was telling herself more than making it a declarative statement.

"Keep it 100, he dumped you."

"No!"

"Yes he did, you got dumped; fuck, I bet he even called you up, probably yesterday and told you that Akemi." Her brow furrowed; nostrils flared as her cheeks puffed up. I wasn't done sticking the knife into her ego having had good practice earlier with my two starlets.

"That's why you're over here right now, ain't it? You're here to whip that motherland pussy on my cousin, but he don't care. Akemi, there will be other guys, okay baby?" I ramped up the douche factor to a thousand.

The pancake slap that followed, wasn't exactly unexpected. It still hurt, a lot.

"I DO NOT CARE WHAT YOU SAY DOM FOK AKATA!! I-AM-NOT DUMPED, I DO NOT CARE IF THAT NEEE-GAAA AKATA CALL AND TELL ME WE OVER!! HE WILL CRY FOR THIS PUSSY AKATA!!" Akemi ranted as I favored my cheek.

"Yeah whatever, I'm sure he's gonna get over it. Would you leave now?" Despite being slapped, I was smiling.

"Who is there beside me?"

"Ask him yourself; or is he ignoring your calls too?" She stood there silent for a few moments.

"DOM FOK!!" Akemi stormed out slamming the heavy screen door behind herself.

Comedically she was still doing that sort of runway walk as she left. I got a fleeting glimpse of her juicy bubbled butt, protruding apple cheeks and all. I scoffed before closing the door redoubling the lock. I finally had that meal and passed out a third of the way into my movie night.

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"Yeah, what?" I was awakened in the darkness of my living room to hear weeping on the other end of the line.

"Do you still hate me?"

"Yoli?"

"I was calling all day and you ignored me; I'm sorry about everything. I'll do anything to make it up to you, but you won't give me a chance. I texted you and texted you, but you wouldn't even message me back. Just tell me what I have to do. That's all I'm asking." My head was still full of cobwebs, but I knew a shit show when I heard one.

"I was out doing some work, I forgot to charge my phone and passed out on the couch." I replied monotone devoid of any emotion, still gauging the situation.

There was a long pause on the other end of the line.

"We can be friends with benefits, can't we?"

"Aren't we that already?" I coughed a bit sitting up on the couch as some news program played on the television. The clock read three in the morning as some weird sounding moans and whispers emanated from the other side of my android.

The silence continued, but I could hear her breathing hard.

"Yoli, you there?"

"Oh yeah I'm here, I thought you were gonna say something else. I was waiting for you to finish because I want to make sure I hear everything you have to say. I'm not rude and I don't talk over people because that's wrong. I mean, you can always call me any time, no matter what. I like talking to you. I like making you happy, but I guess I screwed that up because I'm a piece of shit. But it's okay because I'll do whatever you want. I-mean it."

"Yoli, it's three in the morning."

"Uhm, yeah sorry about being a psycho; I-I mean I'm pretty normal and everything. It's just that I was kind of hoping for a little..."

"What?"

"I was hoping uhm, that we could kind of get together. You know, like last time."

"OH, UH WOW!" She seemed to like hearing my perked up reaction, but I was still pretty much drained from the day prior. I could hear her muted, airheaded chuckle likely stifled with a hand covering her mouth.

"You didn't pick up, and I was calling all night hoping for a little. I even put on something special for you."

"Really?"

Seconds later I received a pic on my phone. Yoli was wearing a sheer white teddy keeling upright in what I assumed was her bedroom. She'd changed her hairstyle into a curly light brown mane with light streaks professionally made up looking like a treat. She looked fucking amazing and I popped serious wood from staring at the photo alone.

"Yoli?"

"Yes?"

"Fuck me, get over here bitch." She laughed gregariously hanging up in my face.

Despite my excitement, I passed out again for an indeterminate amount of time.

I don't know how long I was out, but my phone poked me out of a deep slumber again as I unconsciously answered it, drool on my bottom lip.

"YUH?"

"I'M COMING UP THE STREET AND I'M GONNA JUST START DOING IT AS SOON AS I SEE YOU!! IS THAT OKAY?!!" Yoli sounded euphoric, so happy that I was caught up in her wake frantically yanking my pants and underwear off. I half tripped going down the short stairwell unlocking the main and screen doors.

"ALRIGHT, DOOR'S UNLOCKED; FUCKING DO IT YOLI!!" My cock was so hard that it was pointing out from my body in a horizontal line. It was already pulsing at the sound of her voice. Later I'd chalk my situation up to a whole day prior of filming people having sex with no release of my own.

"YEEEAAAHHH, I'M A FUCK YOU SOOO HARD!!" Yoli screamed back, so happy that she sounded like she was bouncing off the walls of her Uber. I could've swore I heard the driver admonish her as I excitedly ran back up the stairs sitting on the couch at an angle with my cock pointed at the door like a rapier. I was actually giddy as fuck.

Yoli snatched the door open looking at me with sex crazed eyes and a wide open mouthed grin as her hair caught the subtle breeze just outside. She came in with nothing covering her body except a fuzzy, beige peacoat that looked too big for her lithe frame but came down just enough to cover her sex and the top of her thighs. Seeing me there in nothing but a t-shirt I was too lazy to take off, set her off visibly trembling with lust. She popped a button dropping the cumbersome coat from her shoulders to the floor at the bottom of the stairwell.

My tumescence reacted pulsing so tight that precum began running freely from my crown.

Yoli's one piece teddy fit like a competitive swim suit but was nigh invisible in the front putting everything on exciting display. Her small sloping breasts were encased in an underwire which molded them into dual tear drops of enticing flesh over her picture perfect bikini abs. The angelically white lingerie appeared painted on her long sleek figure. It had the added effect of accentuating her wide hips and impossibly long model's legs to an unheard of degree almost making me handle myself.

"That's just how I like it, ready for me, huh baby?" She was gasping, almost hyperventilating as excited as I was, maybe more so in retrospect.

She walked up the stairs doing her own runway style walk irony not lost on me after that visit from Akemi. Yoli stopped at the very edge of the steps running a few fingers through the hair on the left side of her head, smiling wholly encouraged. She strode over in two steps raising her right leg planting it outside my left thigh. She'd completed her ensemble with a pair of white stiletto heels.

I wondered for an instant if she wanted me to remove the presented shoe when she suddenly withdrew her leg turning on a dime. Yoli faced away from me towards the front door at the bottom of the short stoop. This steaming hot yellow bone knew exactly what I wanted to see; we were well acquainted at this point.

Yoli stood there letting me take it in for a few seconds before covertly popping the clasp beneath her thighs. The tightly drawn material popped free with a rubbery elasticity that surprised me. Her heart shaped butt flopped free with a pronounced clap of her dueling cheeks. It became apparent that she was softly twerking with minimal movement of her thighs.

Yoli glanced back over her shoulder with a self-assured smile. We both knew how proficient she was at pleasing a man as she turned placing her foot on the couch beside my thigh. Her muff was freshly shaven and wet looking. I timidly raised a finger running it along her slit making Yoli's eyes flutter.

"UHHH-OOHHH!!"

Yoli caught me off guard turning a cartwheel ending up headfirst in my lap upside down. Her muff was right under my nose bordered by her heart shaped cheeks as those long legs closed on either side of my head. Her inner thighs cushioned my face on either side of my head drawing me into her cunt. She swallowed me whole from stem to base and it felt heavenly. Yoli's knees bent right behind my skull prodding me into her snatch.

I wrapped my arms around her waist going down on her with feverish passion. Her head bobbed in my lap while she vacuum sucked me with absolutely no gag reflex. I leaned at an angle giving her some relief still upside down allowing her to handle and massage my balls. This gave me license to squeeze and fondle her buttocks to my heart's content.

We went at it for a while, a literal figure eight of undulating bodies passionately pleasing one another. Yoli went sloppy with copious amounts of saliva mixed with my precum. Her breathy moans and sighs enhanced everything as we got into one another to the exclusion of all else. Her clit became a plaything that I licked and teased mercilessly alternately sucking on it making her squirm. Yoli never seemed to relent letting me remain balls deep in her gullet. My lower back arched up humping her mouth finding no resistance as she breathed through her nose.

I could feel myself about to cum but couldn't bring myself to break away. Instead, I redoubled my efforts on her juicy peach eating a decadent late night meal.

My hips shot up off the couch ramming my endowment into her mouth as I lost control. Several ropes of cum filled her maw in eye watering reams of pleasure. Yoli never let up, vacuuming her cheeks as hard as she could creating a sustained suction until my arms flopped at my sides conceding defeat. Her long legs released my head as my glistening member slid out of her mouth.

Yoli righted herself in with impressive athletic flair sitting beside me as she cupped a hand under her mouth. The nasty yellow bone retained my seed wanting me to see her swallow it. After gulping it down, Yoli effortlessly slid between my legs taking me whole again, bobbing and twisting her head in my crotch until I was fit to be tied.

"COME HERE GODDAMITT!!" She happily shrieked as I snatched her thin body up, roughly tossing her on her back looking up into my crazed face.

My balls slammed into the outside of her slit as I slid inside deep with almost no friction. Yoli was beyond wet with visible cream churned and splashed about as I hooked her long legs over my shoulders. With one foot planted flat on the floor, I went into a hovering fetal position cradling her flexible body under my own.

My cock stabbed into her relentlessly while I grunted like a Neanderthal with each plunging intrusion. Yoli let out a yelp of pain and pleasure matching my cadence audibly. Her pussy got even wetter, a stream of liquid lust running down the crack of her big floppy ass.

"FAAWK!! FAAWK!! FAAWK!! FAAWK!! FAAWK!! I WANNA DIE ON YOUR FUCKING DICK!!" Yoli's hips bucked upward into my thrusts taking everything I had to give euphorically.

"HARDER!! FUCK ME HARDER!! PLEEEEASE HURT MEEEE WITH YOUR COCK!!"The hysterics continued and could probably be heard several door over, but we had no fucks to give. We were enjoying one another to the fullest.

"YEEEEHHH, YEEEAHHHH, YAAAAAHHHHH!! AWWWWWW FUUUUHHH, FAAWWWKK!!" Something shattered deep inside her as she wrapped her arms around me in what I thought was a death grip screaming as Yoli clawed my back into raw meat.

Her box rose into my thrusting pelvis leaving it nowhere to go, even moving with me when I tried a circular motion. We'd become animals in the basest of terms, violently mating caring little about the world around us. Using that dexterity, Yoli ended upside down again with her head level with her shoulders as I plunged her out, thighs embarrassingly quivering. The tremors proved contagious as I nearly had a seizure from over exertion with this hell cat, almost unwilling to pull out.

"DO IT, I WANT YOU TO DO IT ALL OVER MEEE!! MESS ME UP AND THEN DO IT SOME MORE!!" Ever sexually adept, Yoli popped her hips sharply dislodging my cock which started erupting jizz on command.

She was still head over heels literally with my nails digging into her thighs while the underside of my cock sawed her puffy slit. Yoli appeared enraptured mauling her own breasts as my spunk spoiled everything.

"Shit, that was...something." I commented, still sexually wired. I released Yoli's thighs flopping down beside her as she righted herself.

"I've been waiting for that all day." She admitted.

"Me too."

"Go again?"

"Huh, what?" Yoli used a finger to draw down the cup hiding her breast revealing the pointy nipple underneath. She raised an eyebrow with a Cheshire cat's smile.

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My fingers reacted instinctually contracting around a pillowy softness. Something between my digits malleable conforming spilling between all five as I squeezed unintentionally hard. Its earthen warmth was intoxicating prompting me to grab more feeling a dampness at my fingertips. My full palm found this sort of watery softness that shifted shape within my grasp as I delved into more of a growing wetness.

The ends of my fingers encountered these defined grooves that invited even more exploration sinking deeper to the knuckles. There was a pressure enveloping my invading fingers, almost devouring them. Still, I forged ahead feeding this narrow opening as the underside of my fingers rubbed along each of those acute grooves. My fingers were suddenly inundated with a gooey wetness as her lips pressed against mine.

"I know you're awake, open those pretty brown eyes." Yoli's face came into view directly above mine framed by her hair which provided a sort of intimate curtain between us.

"Uh oh, good morning Yoli." We were both nude, her body half draped across mine with her fuzzy beige peacoat used as a blanket over our torsos.

My opening eyes were taken as acquiescence as she began making out with me, morning breath be damned. I was fondling alternately fingering her in my sleep to some extent. This may have been facilitated by her right hand which was closed in a tender fist around my shaft, softly stroking me to full hardness. Just hours earlier before dawn, we'd fucked ourselves to oblivion.

Yoli had me fully erect in the most casual manner as she used her tongue to frame my lips before suckling the bottom one. She became more animated using her left leg to rub my thighs and the underside of my balls. She went with a sweeping motion of that one long leg starting to push her hips towards me. Yoli was humping my right side as she got her perv on shamelessly.

"I think we both know where this is going." I half yawned, as Yoli added a twisting motion jerking me harder.

"I was going to take it, if you didn't open your eyes right now."

"Are you serious?"

Yoli slithered across my body as I felt myself enter her honey laden confines, spreading her legs keeping both of us covered under her coat. Her dexterity and feline control over her body was something to behold as she slid down until my balls were cradled by her soft, floppy cheeks.

Her arms went about my neck, hands gripping the opposite fronts of her elbows leaving my head propped up so that we could make out. My head was positioned at a forty five degree angle allowing her to hungrily kiss me as she began grinding me up in her box. This was slow, methodical, and infinitely passionate. Naturally, my hands were full of her heart shaped butt and Yoli would have it no other way.

"Would you press charges if I took what I wanted?" Yoli asked, the question ending in a sustained moan.

"Nah, I think you'd be too happy in jail with a bunch of studs around."