Maximum Badonkadonk Ch. 04

Renee grabbed a handful of my shirt pulling me into her chest and waiting lips. Her tongue slid into my mouth for a few seconds before I pulled away with thoughts of my cousin and her daughter upstairs. This didn't dissuade Renee in the least who was already gathering up her shirt with one hand before beginning to pull down her leggings exposing a sheer pink thong. Her shaved muff was visible as I shook my head attempting to deny her.

"No, don't." She stopped with her rounded hips exposed halfway looking up at me.

"You said you wanted to fuck me earlier, right?" I shook my head denying the truth even though I wanted to pounce on her.

"Thinking about your cousin upstairs, right?"

"You know it'd be fucked up to do this right up under him; come on Renee." I half whispered trying to look away but failing miserably.

"So, you don't wanna have sex with me right now, this minute?"

Renee raised the stakes along with her shirt revealing a matching sheer brassiere underneath. It was a flimsy glorified sports bra that left nothing to the imagination either. I struggled to answer to find an answer to her question. Renee continued tossing her shirt onto the floor before stopping with her thumbs inside those leggings.

"Answer me."

"Jaquan." I mumbled his name wanting to illicit a bit of shame from her, but she folded her arms across her chest.

"I can call him up right now and tell him what I'm about to do to you; it won't make one bit of difference if he cares or not. Nothing's gonna change about my life one way or the other. Come on, let's make up and baptize this bed."

Renee peeled off her brassiere tossing it on top of her discarded shirt making things even harder as she climbed on top of the bed kneeling upright giving me a look at her own impressive fifty inch derriere, half exposed. This lasted a second as she used her thumbs drawing them down as her pale butt appeared fully exposed.

Renee added to my mounting anxiety folding her calves over one another bending over in the bulldog position. Her big ass became an oversized heart with her nestled peach exposed at its core. I was already trembling wanting to run from the room as she glanced back staring pointedly at my face.

Esteemed baby mama number two Renee Kelly was done talking.

The tremors ratcheted up as I stared at her slightly waving backside. She was challenging me to walk away because I'd made a play for independence by returning her gifts. I thought about what Yoli told me getting angry when images of her banging Jaquan juxtaposed with that advice. He hadn't thought about me when he was slipping her his number.

In fact neither one of them were because they were dying to fuck one another. She'd heard me call out to her but went there anyway. In fact, they'd been at it all day until I happened upon them. There were no promises between any of us including Renee. Her heart was thumping hard even though I didn't want it to, and I think I hated Renee a little for that.

That huge heart shaped derriere left me struck as I realized Renee was mimicking the posture Shawnee used in that posted teaser trailer online. She was still silent letting it wave back and forth, tempting me.

The sighing moan that accompanied the flat of my tongue along her slit, sent an electrical charge directly to my cock. I buried my face deep between her ass cheeks lapping at her pussy like it was my last meal. There was no doubt she could feel me trembling in a mixture of defeat and lust. I was wholly betraying my cousin after he opened his heart ignoring a warning from another sexual reprobate. I just couldn't stop myself recalling Yoli's description of Renee's behavior as uniquely grey rock.

I didn't want to think about anything as she got sopping wet. My shivering fingers dug into her butt sinking deep as I sucked and slurped like my life depended on it. Renee was moaning loudly wagging her big butt on my face with increasing intensity. I was disassociated watching my hands draw her leggings and panties down to her knees. Those shaking fingers pried apart her juicy peach feasting even more finally attacking her button. The tip of my tongue wrote the letters of the alphabet on her clit in intervals slipping into her folds.

Renee's head dipped low touching her forehead to the exposed mattress. There was a sudden dip in her lower back mashing her peach into my slobbering maw as these distressed whines started to fill the room when Renee unexpectedly flattened against the mattress. This left things in perspective where she desired them to go filling my vantage point with her bounty from her perfectly cinched waist to the prominent dual curved under cuffs of her cheeks. My gaze traveled over the narcotic swell of her luscious derriere finding the perfect shape of a spade informed in the language of her form.

Renee Kelly lay face down on that bare mattress fully cognizant of what was being asked of me and what it meant to take something graciously offered. Her hands reached back clawing into those big pale cheeks prying them apart offering up my fervent desire made flesh. This wasn't the Renee Kelly I'd come to know. I was looking at someone else, a woman born of some heated, inherent cruelty as I was reminded once again of Yoli's recount of many broken suitors begging for her attention even if it meant being irreparably shattered. Yoli would know because the same offer had been made to her with her livelihood as payment.

Like all others before her, Yoli failed. Now, it was my turn to make a choice between the throbbing lance between my legs and my cousin's possible happiness. I could feel the skin tightening up on my face as overwhelming emotion overtook me.

I forced myself face first into her milky derriere, hoping it was a middle ground instead of fully betraying my cousin and their daughter.

"NO!" Renee growled into the mattress turning over into a sitting position as I stood wiping a forearm across my glistening lips.

I was breathing hard, chest heaving as she sat up in front of me leaning backward supporting her weight on flattened palms. The expression on her face was unyielding, emotional static as she gradually straightened her back. Her nimble fingers shot out unbuckling me in seconds, but she paused at my zipper, still watching my expression. A wry half smirk formed on her lips as she let me be, instead rolling her leggings down further glaring into my eyes.

"Take care of this for me." Renee spread her legs wide sitting on the edge of the mattress. My breathing was audible, the crown of my throbbing erection visible above my belt line.

Her left hand palmed my scalp as I knelt before her finishing what I'd started as a compromise. I kept my eyes on her honeypot, willing myself not to look up at her face. It was the worst of gender reversals as I realized what I was doing. Renee Kelly was reasserting her dominance over the situation between us essentially making me top her off like some desperate jump off.

It was humiliating and pathetic as I continued hearing Yoli's words in my mind still witnessing her with Jaquan in my internal theatre. My brow furrowed bringing with it a tightness at the corner of my nose and lips. Renee's loaded offer swirled around in my gut becoming the millstone it had deceptively been the whole time as she finally crested. Renee leaned forward trapping my head between her palms, mashing me into her sex as she came.

Then it was over as she relented leaving me with a direct look at her puffy mound and the slight line of pink that was her entrance.

I remained on my knees staring at her pussy, her heavy breathing audible in the spartan bedroom. Her nostrils were flaring, mouth partially agape as she regained herself sitting upright with her legs still spread before me. Renee looked at me for a long time before finally licking her lips as she reached down for her leggings.

Insult was added to psychic injury as she stood up leaving my eyes level with her crotch as she pulled up her pants like she'd just taken a piss. For some reason I just stayed there on my knees as she gathered herself running her fingers through her hair, cracking her shoulders. I knew she was looking down at the top of my head, but I couldn't raise my eyes to meet hers as she spoke.

"Take as uh, much time as you need; come downstairs when you're ready."

"Yeah, okay." I mumbled as she half stepped over me opening the door. I glanced up at the creaking sound that echoed off the empty walls knowing she lingered.

"Jaquan will be proud." Renee emphasized her words by pulling the bedroom door up behind herself with a pronounced thud that lingered after she was gone.

Renee's laptop was planted firmly back inside my bag when I found the courage to return to the breakroom.

I also found Rashida retrieving some bottled water from the fridge regarding me with a knowing half smirk of her own. Upon closer inspection she wore more of an anxious peevish expression that told me she was in the know. Her hair was half done with the other half unkempt appearing caught between start and finish.

More importantly she was wearing this stark white one piece bodysuit under a skintight denim jumper. The rugged material of her short overalls contrasted nicely with her rich mocha complexion. Her extraordinary legs were on full display with some white wedge sandals giving her an inch or two of height over me.

"Oh hey man; I kind of got tired of waiting for you, so I started getting a touchup on my hair. You don't mind, do you?" Her consolatory tone was comforting as I handled my original laptop which had been left untouched.

"I don't mind waiting for you; take as much time as you need Rashida." I hadn't realized that my tone was somewhat muted.

"Thanks, I gotta customer right now; doing some braids so Renee should be back in a little while to take Daisy upstairs and finish my hair. It's still cool, right?"

"Sure, where is she?" I asked unconsciously.

"Upstairs, with Jaquan...Daisy's down here sleep on the couch out there. It ain't that many people hanging around if you want to watch the tv or something." Rashida paused for a minute definitely handling me with kids gloves.

"Nah, I'm good." I went to sit down but she grabbed me up in her thick arms with a tight hug.

"Hey, you know, shit happens sometimes." Her grasp was way too tight as she seemed to have trouble admitting her emotions. I didn't know if we were talking about our recent difficulties or my upstairs test of faith.

"Yeah, but when that happens, I got this right here." My hand was firmly clawing into her huge butt like an eagles talon.

"You stupid man." Rashida planted a wet kiss on my cheek before returning to her customer.

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Her cheeks were so massive the letterboxed frame had this perpetual flickering shadow overcast that fluctuated from the intrusive up skirt and her jiggling cheeks. A few times one of her chubby hands would appear in frame tugging down on the hem of her light frock or even holding it with her fist until her own forward motion negated the action.

Very faints strains of Nicki Minaj's "Good Form" could be heard over the audio. This juxtaposed with a suddenly jump cut and wide shot of the mall followed by a similar cut to the interior of the mall from second floor level as people milled about. The lurking, creepy up skirt followed getting more of the mountainous cheeks, so close this time that nervous goosebumps were visible on her moderately olive colored skin.

The next cut followed this time from a distance capturing the back of her head from the top of it down to the uncontrollable jiggling of those humongous cheeks. Several people with their faces digitally obscured could be observed reacting wildly to her as she awkwardly trudged through the mall. The backpack she wore bounced wildly on the upper swell of her buttocks until she had the foresight to slide it off her shoulders.

Audibly, shallow strains of "All In A Day" from Berner, Young Thug, YG and Vital gradually ramped up in volume making this a impromptu music video as more pedestrians began visibly following her camera phones at the ready. More up skirt followed this time presented in frenetic jump cuts intercut with various shots of people enjoying the mall, all faces digitally wiped.

Another shot of the shopping mall followed before going to a static shot of this bottom heavy woman sitting on a bench inside the mall, her own face digitally obscured this time. The music cut abruptly to the busy sounds of the mall along with muted mumbling as some middle aged would be lothario tried his best to make the hard sell to the visibly uninterested girl.

Audio managed to catch a monetary offer which got a reaction as the thick woman immediately turned in the opposite direction finding some lanky teen nervously sitting beside her camera phone in hand. She hunched over resting her elbows on both knees, double facepalming. Both men took the opportunity leaning back staring at the Jurassic upper swell of her gigantic buttocks.

This quickly cut to a lurking point of view navigating a jungle of packed clothing racks frantically searching this fabric labyrinth catching errant female customers shopping as the music returned sped up dramatically. The unseen lurker seemed to be panicking hitting numerous aisles sometimes finding random shoppers, facially wiped. The lurker's point of view settled an aisle of changing rooms slowly advancing until only one appeared in the frame.

"AAAWWWW SHIT, HUH-HUH-AWWWN!!" Exploded from the laptop speakers as the unseen lurker's trembling hand appeared in frame nervously about to draw the curtain back.

A jarring jump cut followed with this woman's enormous ass almost filling the frame from end to end barely covered by some ill-fitting white panties, both mountainous cheeks bulging and jiggling from the presumed lurker's point of view as his massive dong railed her shallow cunt without fail or mercy. His business was so cartoonishly huge covered with visible veins, that it looked like a dildo.

Her gigantic cheeks cradled his member on both sides, but it was still visible from the top judiciously plunging out her resized confines. The exposed portion was covered in a milky froth as she creamed uncontrollably. Her comparably small waist at the top of the frame legitimized the fact this was no simple fat girl.

"DAAAAMMMN YOU MAKING IT CUM OUT! AWWW SHIT IT'S CUMMING OUT!!" Andre's voice exploded from the speakers as he euphorically shot ridiculous loads of cum all over those shuddering cheeks. His excessive spunk drizzled down the exposed lower portions and bulging rear cleavage eventually dripping for a few seconds before jump cutting to black.

Three letters slowly faded in sequentially, W-T-F followed by a question mark and exclamation points on black. An honorific appeared in a cartoony font debuting her screen name in dramatic fashion.

Ms. WTF?!!

A final seconds long jump cut revealing another massive badonkadunk encased in garish leggings, this woman's even smaller waist visible in frame. This woman was obviously peering down an adjacent escalator at the department store outlet where Ms. WTF was presently getting her cheeks clapped. This teaser ended with a link to Shawnee's page.

"Uhm, hey cuz." Jaquan appeared at the back door, half standing outside it. We exchanged glances that told me he'd been informed. I waited for the other shoe to drop while he did likewise.

"Hey man, what's up?" I pushed out a little from the table expecting the worst as he stepped inside cautiously. I closed my laptop.

"Just picking up little Daisy; I promised to take her to the park and I wanna get it out the way because it's getting late." He sounded uneasy and his face said as much.

"I was finishing up a trailer for, uhm you know, right?"

"Yeah she told me what happened and uhm, thank you for that. She's coming down right behind me so I gotta get going bruh. Hey, I would've understood if you went there with her, but I'm glad you didn't man." Jaquan admitted.

"We don't have to talk about it."

"Yeah, but I didn't deserve your loyalty; still, thanks a lot."

Before I could answer, Renee made herself known with a harsh shove as she walked into the store regarding me and my cousin. I was getting used to the angry makeup and she was wearing a bandana headband with her shoulder length tresses flowing out the back. The change in her clothing to a Bulls jersey and baggy sweats intentionally informed me that my cousin had been used as a sexual proxy. Renee looked between our faces settling on Jaquan.

"Don't you have somewhere to be?"

"On my way right now; we still talking Daisy out for ice cream?"

"I might be busy; I'll let you know if I'm joining you." As she answered, her piercing gaze settled on my face making the atmosphere inside the breakroom infinitely uncomfortable.

"I'm going."

He leaned over kissing her on the cheek before disappearing into the salon. Renee's gaze never left me as she verbally snubbed my cousin. After he was long gone, she looked in the direction he'd gone before settling on my face again.

"I got a lot done while you were, uhm gone." I tried to break the ice.

"I wasn't gone, I was fucking Jaquan's brains out." The definitive aggressive tone left me at a loss for words for a few seconds.

"Uh okay, I gotta lot of work done, Renee." I opened the laptop computer pulling up my editing bay.

She walked over wanting me out of my chair. I obliged offering her the headphones attached to my laptop, but she waved me off sitting down starting the teaser. After a few seconds she leaned in watching more intently eventually putting on the headphones. I backed off retrieving a generic can of cola from the fridge as she watched the clips several times in succession breaking into a smile that eventually became this prideful grin as she removed the headset regarding me.

"So, I approve; where's the rest of this episode?"

"In pieces in Shawnee's folder on my desktop." I took a deep drink feeling I'd earned it as Renee went back to watching the trailer.

"I love how you stuck Rashida in there at the end; it really felt like shit was about to go down. Man, this looks like a movie trailer instead of some porn shit; almost feels like one of those superhero movies to me. Hurry up and edit the rest of this together, I wanna watch it."

"Yes ma'am." It was the first time I felt like I was talking with the Renee Kelly I remembered.

"So when do I meet her?"

"Huh, who?"

"The other one, you call her Ms. WTF, or something right? I wanna meet her in person." I paused not expecting the request as Renee turned to me getting up.

"Uhm, I don't know about that because she's got heat with Rashida. Legitimate "Get the Fuck Outta My Face" heat and I had to step between them otherwise hands would've been thrown. I still think she's kind of pissed at me because Rashida turned up at the shoot."

"What's her name, real name?"

"Shawnee."

"I wanna meet her."

"But what about Rashida?"

"I want to see her in two days out front; You don't gotta worry about Rashida because I'll handle that. You have her here on set for another shoot; leave everything else up to me." Renee was not to be denied.

"On set? Are you talking about your apartment upstairs?"

"Nigga, where did I take you this afternoon?" She snatched the soda from my hand taking a deep drink out of it.

"That apartment right under yours?"

"Mintzy evicted the tenants two weeks ago; I got her to let me use it for a while until she finds some new renters. They left some of their furniture behind, so it's a win-win situation for us. For fuck's sake man, you didn't think you were gonna keep shooting porn in my apartment, did you?"