Maximum Badonkadonk Ch. 07

Renee in the time between the last clip had covered her torso with a large t-shirt that I recognized as Jaquan's property. It was tied into a halter midway up her back as she lay on the plush white carpet head to the floor, big pale ass raised high in the air. The loud stereo quality claps of their extremities prompted me to adjust the volume.

"SHIT!! SHIT!! SHIT!! SHIT!! SHIT!! MOVE, HURRY UP NIGGA!!" Renee crashed forward on her belly disengaging them but kept it moving rolling on her side launching these aggressive kicks at Andre as she stumbled to her feet. From his point of view, Renee reached down grabbing his cock like a fleshy leash.

"YOU COMING WITH ME MOTHER FUCKER!!" From Andre's point of view she began a death row march across the living room headed directly to her bedroom.

Some of the heavy mascara surrounding her eyes was running down her pale cheeks in streams giving her symmetrical beauty a haunting quality. Renee got to her door letting go of his cock shoving it open with authority. You could actually hear it hit the wall as it swung open as she turned facing the camera.

"Get in there." She motioned with her head; the bed visible.

"Uhm, you want me to lay in your bed?" He asked timidly.

"WHAT-DID-I-SAY ANDRE?!! GET YOUR ASS IN THERE!" Renee snarled quickly shoving him inside. There was a flurry of movement as Andre landed on his back facing her in the bedroom doorway. Renee stripped off the t-shirt revealing her impressive physique to the camera.

"Uhm, you look mad."

"Mad; you nipped my fucking clit and you in there trying to blow my back out! You trying to push that fucking nightstick up into my chest, huh?!!"

"But you said..."

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!" Renee shocked me by reaching down grabbing both of Andre's long legs spreading them wide apart pushing them into his chest.

I watched as she climbed up between his legs handling his cock, literally impaling herself on half of it before righting herself with his calves as leverage. I did a double take realizing what she was doing.

"This feels, kind of weird ma'am."

His complaining was drowned out by her gasps and feminine grunts as she got into a standing crouch between his legs completely stuffed with the extra obscenely protruding from her labia.

"You-AAAAHHH, you wanted to blow my back out; well Andre, nigga...I'M RETURNING THE FAVOR!!" Renee quickly began popping her wide hips, twerking, and rolling into his endowment taking more and more until all of his cock was hidden deep inside.

She paused for a moment mouth agape, some drool running off her bottom lip.

"It kinda hurts, like this."

"Be quiet, I'm getting used to this; you're way bigger than I'm used to getting." It looked like she would falter and topple from the bed, but I knew Renee Kelly to be extraordinarily stubborn when it came to getting her way.

"I-don't like it." Andre complained, lying flat on his back legs folded backward with his ankles adjacent to her ears.

"I know."

I recognized the position from some early Japanese porn I'd watched but doubted Renee Kelly knew the origins of what she was attempting on camera. In those movies, the theme was role reversal and female on male dominance. Renee was enacting the Amazon position designed to force the male partner into a sexually submissive role during coitus where the female partner mounts and fucks her male counterpart missionary style.

Renee flattened her palms against his chest clapping her huge derriere down onto the base of his cock. She was getting all of it with every deep, long stroke essentially fucking the stuffing out of Andre. I wondered what was going on a floor below with Jaquan unknowingly an accomplice to her malevolent plans.

It made for an interesting case of someone's eyes being bigger than their stomach as she made the "ugly cry" face. She bit her lower lip trying to control her reactions, but eventually gasped blowing a gust of misty saliva. Everything was from his point of view making it look to the viewer like he or she was being royally screwed. Renee tried to hold it in with these muffled screams emanating from my speakers but lost it.

"OOOOHHHH FUCK!! GET THAT SHIT!! GET THAT SHIT!! GET THAT SHIT!! FAAAWWKK MEEEE!!" Her cold detached persona melted away leaving that thuggish street girl she kept locked away from prying eyes. Andre literally beat down that door. Fuck, he probably shattered it as she went into the throes of an intense orgasm.

Renee collapsed draping herself between his legs still feverishly popping that huge pale butt of hers into the base of his cock. I watched her sexual meltdown feeling a sliver of jealousy because I felt that I'd never make her cum in that manner while it was par for the course for a mostly clueless Andre. She was truly getting it pushed in leaving everything on the table. She eventually calmed herself. The shot went dark as she laid across his chest covering the camera.

"Oh my god Andre; I'm done man. I can't go anymore." Renee confessed in half whispers.

"Can I put my pants back on now, ma'am?"

"Sure Andre and get the fuck outta here." Renee rolled off lying on her back fanning herself.

I watched him slowly get up and regard her with this anxious look before being waved out of her bedroom. From his point of view, Renee's bedroom looked like the scene of a crime with her sprawled out completely sated as the clip ended.

I sat back staring at the paused ending wondering what happened next. Renee had come to me in a foul mood after an afternoon of messing around with Shawnee's boyfriend. I suppose she had buyer's remorse after ending up judiciously gaped, a crash test dummy in her own bed.

I opened up the website scrolling to the bottom of the page where the updates were listed finding two blacked out thumbnail windows with only a question mark as an identifying title. I found my administrator privileges inactive, becoming agitated after several attempts to open the clips.

"What is this happy horseshit?" Renee blocked me out of the site we'd created together.

I checked my phone again realizing it was the middle of the night. I rummaged through my camera bag finding a thumb drive downloading the clips onto it for safe keeping before going to bed.

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I woke up the following day sometime after ten hoping that I'd just been drowsy the day before attempting to log back into the site I'd just created with Renee finding that I was still locked out. I had a near panic attack dialing her up only to get voicemail repeatedly. I dialed up Jaquan's phone instead surprised when Renee answered in facetime.

"Don't panic, I'm just doing you a favor." She answered a question unasked, stoking the fire burning in my chest.

"YOU SHUT ME OUT, WHAT THE FUCK?!!"

"Calm down."

"RENEE, I WORKED ON THIS PROJECT FROM START TO FINISH; HOW YOU GONNA DO SOME SHIT LIKE THIS?!" Renee stared back unbothered with a sleep bonnet on her head wearing pajamas. She was still in bed as well, but I couldn't see my cousin.

"Calm down or I'm going to hang up in your face." I forced myself to settle down waiting for her explanation.

"Alright, I'm okay."

"Now that you're settled; I did lock you out of our mutual situation not because of some nefarious plan, but because your mother is coming back from vacation today. This limits your mobility severely and I'm stuck with some extra duties now because you have to maintain a level of anonymity. I need you to figure out if you want to be a teenager now, or a man. If your mother finds out what you've been doing, all hell will break loose."

"Understood, but you should've given me a head's up."

"What did I tell you about power? I don't have to do shit I don't want to do."

"Well with respect; what you did was still messed up."

"So."

"Oh yeah, what happened on the shoot yesterday? Most of the stuff you shot looked like shit." I already knew the answer but wanted to see what she would say.

"I didn't shoot that stuff, it was Jaquan." She didn't lie.

"Why did you let him do that; it was a waste of money?"

"I have a business to run; my shop was packed with clients and I can't be in two places at once. Jaquan had to step up to the plate and he screwed up."

She lied.

"Oh, sorry Renee. I managed to get a serviceable scene out of that mess, what do you want me to do with it?" I decided to keep things business noticing she was glaring at me from the face of my phone.

"Nothing, I'll take care of things for now. Make sure you lock your laptops, so mommy doesn't go snooping." I decided to keep it business instead of revealing what I knew.

"Yeah sure, where's Jaquan?"

"Downstairs on the second floor; I needed a break. I'll tell him you called, maybe we'll see you off before your mother shows up." Renee ended the call before I could even say goodbye.

I sat there contemplating the lie she told knowing that something was amiss. I was sure Renee was starting to put distance between me and that website. She had something going on that I wasn't privy to, and it wasn't going to end well if I didn't get in front of things.

I got cleaned up, packed up my things before returning to the laptop checking the thumb drive. Everything was intact for safe keeping. I decided to leave the semi—organized desktop as it was but returned Renee's footage to the recycle bin. I was tired of her attitude, determined to find an equalizer of my own as I dialed up Shawnee.

"I'm sleep, what you want?"

"Good morning to you, too Shawnee." This time I was shopping for information.

"What you want?"

"I got the stuff you guys shot yesterday; what happened?"

"Your cousin stupid. He was trying to fuck more than filming anything. That shit got tired real quick and I'm glad Renee took Andre with her on a few errands because he would've been throwing hands with Jaquan."

"Why didn't Renee shoot your stuff?"

"Said her shop was full of clients, wanted me to get a bunch of stuff for her website. I didn't know she would be gone for three hours, but she did come back later and shoot a scene with me and Andre. It was kind of weird."

"What do you mean?"

"Didn't you see it?"

"I just saw the messed up stuff she brought me last night; what was the scene?"

"Go watch it, I'm tired as fuck so, I'm gonna need a few days off if you called me up looking to shoot." I could hear the ruffling of sheets and someone mumbling in the background. Andre was likely sharing a bed with her which bore itself out with some audible kissing.

"Tell Andre I said hello."

"He ain't here."

"Oh, it's like that, huh?" Shawnee chuckled as the other person continued kissing her. I could hear their movements become more audible.

"BYE!" I heard two people chuckling into the phone before the call ended.

I sat there pondering things wondering who the new person was before returning to my laptop. I stared at the public side of our website focusing on the trio of black out clips in the updates section. There was no way I was getting into the administrative side of things, so I went to the subscription page finding that Renee was charging thirty bucks.

My curiosity prompted me to buy a subscription to my own site to see the hidden items. Two out of the three windows popped up with thumbnails featuring Andre under the disparaging title "BUCK BROKE BBC" and even more off-putting, the other featured an extreme close up of Shawnee's face titled "GOT GOT".

The other guy who'd created the template had been working in tandem with my efforts from the look of things. These weren't available but there were trailers attached when you clicked on them. I clicked on the clip featuring Shawnee's face opening a player in the center of the page.

I watched the trailer boot up mimicking movie previews you'd see in theatres before I found myself looking at an anxious Andre standing in a corner next to a front door.

"Where do you think you're going?" Renee's voice was digitally altered making it lower with audio tweaks.

"Uhm, you said..."

"You're not going anywhere; I've got a job for you babe." Andre was a dear caught in headlights.

A quick jump cut revealed the corridor in the second floor apartment we were currently using. Andre was standing just inside of it with the adjacent kitchen out of view. Shawnee could be heard getting pounded out as he faced the camera bewildered. I could tell he didn't want to see what was happening in person. Just out of focus in the background you could see two people fucking like animals.

Shawnee was lying on her back atop the pink tufted ottoman that had become synonymous with her online persona Ms. WTF. Jaquan was literally going ham on the pear shaped BBW like nobody's business. I was sure her cunt wasn't shallow any longer. It sounded like she was being gutted with every thrust.

"Hey man; you my nigga?" Andre was visibly disturbed, arms folded across his chest as he stared at his feet.

"Uhm."

"I SAID-YOU MY NIGGA, RIGHT?!" She demanded in near baritone tone visibly shaking him.

"Yeah." He answered timidly.

"Then take care of it." The atmosphere was uncomfortable.

It felt as if Andre had been jumped into a gang or worse, was being pimped out. Making things even worse, he slowly stripped to the buff in the corridor with Jaquan wrecking Ms. WTF culminating in his loud verbal orgasm not five feet away from her boyfriend.

What followed was the most artistic shot in this trailer which spoke to Renee's natural mimicry of other's talents. It was an overhead shot looking down on a sexually disheveled Ms. WTF lying face up on the pink ottoman with all limbs hanging from the edges.

The light grey teddy covering her body was peeled down exposing her breasts and the upper swell of her belly as a nude Andre entered the frame. There was a jump cut to a medium shot of her face completely flushed along with the exposed portions of her chest. Jaquan had completely sorted her out sexually and now her even more endowed boyfriend was about to get a piece. Andre was seen in profile, his third leg looking like some obscene spear as her eyes widened in realization.

Next was a closeup of the bulbous head of his well-used member pushing against her soiled, puffy mound. Shawnee's whimpering moans and gasps of pain made me wince as his crown started to disappear inside. Only the top third of Andre's member was able to fit inside her swollen walls. Every time he pushed inside she would let out a little shriek and lilting whimper. You could tell he was trying to take it easy knowing what she'd already been through.

"GET IT FIXED!!" Renee's altered voice yelled followed onscreen by a sudden jump cut.

Ms. WTF's enormous ass getting pounded to mush followed in point of view mimicking the scene I'd recently posted before being locked out of the new site. It only lasted a few seconds replete with excessive money shot before jump cutting to the darkened hallway again with Ms. WTF passed out in the background on the ottoman. Andre was standing there looking back towards his prone girlfriend.

"You done real good; I'll call you." Renee's altered voice congratulated him.

The trailer ended leaving me reeling at the tone.

Even as a subscriber I could see the heavy view count on these trailers that rivaled the scenes already posted there.

I set up passwords on my laptop and the one gifted to me leaving the newer model out on the dining room table. I took custody of the extra camera equipment packing my bags feeling morally nauseous at what I saw on the site. There was more probing to do, but I didn't have much time so I left the laptop in the middle of the table where Renee could see it as some sort of statement. My phone was already ringing as I slung my camera bag and started dragging my suitcase to the front door.

"Hello?"

"WHY AREN'T YOU OUT HERE?! I'VE BEEN SITTING OUT HERE FOR TEN MINUTES!!" Actually it was five minutes as my autonomy melted away with the arrival of my mother.

"Coming."

Mom was sitting behind the wheel of her car already irritated with me for supposedly not being on the curb to jump right into the car when she drove up. I was honestly glad to see her wanting to put some distance between me and the situation with Renee. Despite what had been implied, I was looking forward to returning home and my own room.

Things had started out as usual with my cousin Jaquan until Renee decided to take me home with her that fateful afternoon. Nothing had been the same since then with the association yielding a plethora of sexual experiences, some bringing monetary gain. I hopped into the car thinking that I'd put the digital equipment in my closet for a few days until I felt better about my situation.

"OH HEY JAQUAN; HEY GIRL!!" I was stuffing my suitcase in the backseat of the car when I glanced over my shoulder finding my cousin, Renee and little Daisy Kelly coming up the sidewalk.

"HEY AUNTIE, ENJOY YOUR TRIP?!!" Jaquan looked happy to see my mother, an authoritative member of the family at large. The small family unit were dressed similarly in matching white t-shirts with some kind of primary colored design on front. Renee and Daisy were wearing matching white capris leggings and sneakers.

"I WOULD'VE SPENT ANOTHER WEEK, BUT I DON'T HAVE THE VACATION TIME!! EW, YOUR LITTLE GIRL LOOKS JUST LIKE HER MAMMA!!" I planted my camera bag on the backseat getting in beside my mother without a word to the family.

"Thanks, it's nice to see you, too." Renee commented demurely.

"EEEWW CHILD, YOU'RE SO CUTE!!" Little Daisy Kelly stared back with a scowl standing there holding her mother's hand without a reply. Renee nudged her daughter.

"Love you Auntie." I sat there looking straight ahead not wanting to meet Renee's glance. I could feel her staring at me with those decidedly malevolent looking slanted eyes.

"See you later cuz."

"YAAAH!" I no look waved earning a shove in the bicep from my mother; she wanted me to thank him for letting me stay there. I glanced over finding them standing on the sidewalk. Jaquan was smiling earnestly, but Renee and little Daisy were outright glaring. A chill ran up my spine at the expression on Renee's symmetrical face.

"Hey, thank you for having me, Jaquan."

"You can come over anytime, cuz." Renee noticeably shot him a look while little Daisy Kelly smiled at a nearby squirrel.

"ALRIGHT GUYS, WE'RE GOING!" My mom pulled off thankfully ferrying me out of there and away from Renee's influence. I started feeling better as we got further away.

"Your cousin back with that girl?" Mom asked five blocks away.

"I think they're working on it." I replied noncommittedly glancing over to find my mother shaking her head with this sort of scowl on her face.

"Oh no."

"What mom?"

"Oh that Renee girl ain't right; you know she hit your cousin in the head with a skillet before? Chased some girl right through the screen door with that same skillet; that's why your Aunt had to replace it with that heavy security door."

"I heard about that." I admitted stifling a chuckle.

"I told her not to move her into the house, but she thought putting them under one roof would force them to be a family. Wasn't even a week before she was trying to send him back to the hospital. It ain't enough she's getting child support from Jaquan's mother; she stopped him from going to school, too."

"Really?"

"Oh yeah, she's a control freak. That girl's got to have everything her way, and every time he didn't listen, she raise holy hell up in that house. She actually drove your aunt out of the house, she's just mean and that little girl gonna grow up to be just like her!"

"Come on, mom." I begged off, half chuckling.

"Don't you take up with no girl like that; I don't want no evil grandbabies." Both of us were laughing as I realized we were going in the wrong direction.