Maximum Badonkadonk Ch. 15

I stared at her upturned palm thinking she was expecting me to shuck out of my pants, so I got out of my shoes instead. Charity took them in the hand holding the clothes letting them hang from her fingertips. I put my hands on my hips waiting for some sort of snarky retort.

She said nothing looking down at my pants while I slid out of them leaving my socks and boxers as Charity folded them over her arm. I took off a sock trying to be smart, but she just added it to the growing pile.

"OKAY HERE YOU GO!!" I doffed my boxers leaving one sock remaining with my erection standing out in front of me like a flagpole. Charity raised a brow as she added my boxers to her collection.

"Turn around and face the door."

"WHAT?!!"

"Turn around and face the door please; don't do anything else or you'll be sorry." She lightly threatened as I cautiously followed her direction.

"Not feeling real good about this shit Charity; I uh, mean that you're giving me really evil vibes here. We're good right because, I uhm, well you were probably fucking that Jayson nigga too, right? RIGHT CHARITY?!! Hey, you hear me talking to you right? RIGHT CHARITY?!! Yeah you were getting it from that big ass dude! Hey, you better say something or else! CHARITY?!! SAY SOMETHING!!"

I heard some bumping and jostling a few feet away making me nervous but didn't look back as instructed in case I was wrong.

"Something." She suddenly whispered in my ear handling me from behind. The palm of her deadly right hand tickled the crown of my endowment making me shudder.

"Damn girl, you had me there for a moment." Her hand disappeared quickly.

"Lift your foot up, I want that fucking sock." I complied folding my knee allowing her to reach down and snatch it free.

Charity wrapped her arms tightly around my sternum giving me the impression that she would sheathe my erection with the sock before pulling the door open nearly bumping my forehead. One of her hands covered my mouth in quick response, while the other place my single sock over the door knob.

She took a second locking the screen and front doors in succession before slamming it loudly shut. For a second I thought she might push me outside in the nude. There were some kids playing across the street at a house while another neighbor watered his lawn.

It could've been disastrous as she turned me around pushing my back against the thick door.

"What the fuck Charity?!" She pursed my lips between her fingers effectively silencing me as she explained.

"I've assured we won't be disturbed; so Daddy was already here and we had that talk, but this isn't about that. I've hidden your clothes and I can guarantee you won't find them even if you tear the house down. I want you to understand something; do you know what that is cutie?" She pinched my cheek smiling as she tweaked one of my nipples.

"What?"

"You shouldn't have come over here because I'm not gonna let you go until I'm done."

"Is that right?"

"Yeah that's right, I finally gonna do what I want to you without having to look over my shoulder."

She took my hand softly in hers leading me down the corridor to her bedroom pausing in the doorframe for me to pass inside first. I looked her up and down noticing the subtle excitement in her heaving bosom then focused on that inviting camel toe.

Charity's eyes followed me staring with visible lust, emphasizing this with a licking of the lips. It was a minor character tick I noticed from her when she was extremely hot. I walked inside with her right behind me hearing her door close and the turning of a lock.

I looked back finding her standing in front of her bedroom door arms folded behind her back.

"Should I be worried?" I asked.

"Maybe."

"I don't know how to take that."

Charity walked over checking me out before locking her lips on my left nipple swirling her tongue and nipping it until it was embarrassingly erect. She followed this up kissing me with extreme passion before going at my other nipple in similar fashion, then reached down taking my hands in her own. She held on to them turning us around until she was sitting on the edge of her stacked mattress. My cock was level with her heaving bust, but she looked up at my face.

"I'm gonna FUCK YOU." My brow furrowed in confusion because we'd engaged in all manner of sexual shenanigans since meeting. There was an underlying seriousness in Charity's voice as she pressed a finger to her lips.

"I'm gonna FUCK YOU, for real this time." She reiterated more seriously releasing my hands.

There was a plastic bag hanging from her bedpost which she first removed a bottle of olive oil setting on the dresser adjacent to her bed. I picked it up, but she snatched it away putting it back before retrieving another bottle of baby oil.

It was one of those industrial sized bottles which brought back memories of the night we spent in my bed. She held it in her hand staring at the oil inside slightly enchanted then looked at me smiling. As she set it down. Charity ran a single finger along my abdomen musing before standing up grabbing me in that lethal right hand.

Her tongue flicked out against my nipple before her lips completely a tight seal suckling it. That lethal right began softly outward away from her body as her brown eyes narrowed looking at my face daring me to speak. Her left hand ran over my right buttock digging nails into it for a second before she drew backward taking me with her as her own tight round butt hit the edge of the mattress.

For some reason the humidity was suddenly off the charts as Charity assumed a wide open legged posture with me standing between her inner thighs. Her covered peach was straining hard against the material of those white booty shorts.

Her fist was already long stroking me with a twist of the wrist added to the activities. Charity was staring intently between my face and the slit on the crown of my penis licking her lips ever so often. She made this slurping sound out of nowhere, loud, and wet making my cock twitch in her hand.

After that, my tumescence was thumping in tandem with my quickening pulse, and heartbeat. There was no doubt she could feel my excitement going with the forefinger and thumb exclusively with a bit more speed. My eyes narrowed as the firsts twinges of lighting hit my own inner thighs.

I wanted to rip those tiny shorts off of her like an animal and plunge myself deep inside to the hilt, but I didn't. Charity wanted to stunt and obviously had something planned for our mutual benefit. She'd been looking at my face directly with this intense yet serene expression intermittently letting out these really girlish gasps and sporadic slurps with a flick of the tongue.

I felt like an idiot not knowing what expression to make or if I should try to appear unbothered. Charity leaned forward as she wrapped the rest of her fingers around my shaft drooling a steady stream of saliva over the head of my cock. In short order I was fully lubricated as her fist became a jacking blur. She snatched her hand away.

"DON'T MOVE!!" Charity yelled out of nowhere leaving my throbbing cock bobbling and twitching pointed directly at her pronounced camel toe covered by the thin material.

Before I realized it, I was ejaculating in several bursts soiling the crotch of those shorts with rope after gooey rope. I almost handled myself but Charity's angry looking furrowed brow kept me in my place. My erection stood directly out in front of me spewing jizz all over her muff and inner thighs eventually faltering a little, but still serviceable.

Charity was leaning backwards at an angle supporting her weight on her palms watching my progress. She drew her legs up onto the edge of the mattress retaining that posture surveying the mess I'd made with an approving grin.

Charity crooked her finger until the underside of my shaft was sitting atop her messy crotch, then raised both shapely legs resting them against my pecs. Before I could react, both of her soles were flattened against my face. My hands went to pull them away instinctively allowing Charity to capture my wrists.

Her feet parted allowing me to see her softening features as she rested her heels on my shoulder blades scooting part of that tight butt off the mattress until the base of my cock pressed against it. She started rolling her hips slathering my own spunk around bumping into my endowment until I got her meaning.

Charity let me go trusting me to handle her thighs joining the bumping cadence using my jizz as lube for a scintillating round of frottage. Her legs were long enough to walk a runway with just the slightest bit of plumpness in the thighs to even out the round apple bottom that was her secondary calling card sexually speaking.

Charity let go of my hands resting her palms faceup on either side of her head. Her cheeks were tight, compact with enough volume that my root was cradled on either side enhancing the thrusts towards her face. I watched my partially spent penis thicken until veins appeared on its surface from the visual alone.

It was starting to feel like I was gonna cum when Charity sat up on the edge of the bed glancing at this large wet spot on the tightened crotch of those tiny shorts. There was a single web of goo hanging from the tip of my penis and I honestly couldn't tell you if it came from the jizz in her crotch or if I'd cum again unawares.

Charity pressed a hand into the mess between her thighs staring intently at it before noticing my situation. She licked her fingers clean out of the blue before leaning forwards sharply slurping that errant strand between her lips. I couldn't help but squeal embarrassing myself further as she got up licking and suckling my nipple again.

Charity went harder on that single nipple sucking and biting so hard, my hands ended up on her bubbled butt squeezing extremely hard. I started to give her even more of a wedgie when I felt her rubbing my back and the surprisingly sensation of oil running over it. Charity was holding that bottle of oil. She released that nipple with an audible pop dutifully rubbing more and more of the oil into my chest and abdomen avoiding my pecker.

"Come on up here and lay down on my bed."

I followed through laying on my back while Charity continued rubbing and massaging that baby oil into every nook and cranny below my neck ignoring my throbbing erection which was pointing up at her ceiling by this point. I noticed her glancing at its state with a smirk as she sunk fingers between my thighs lightly rubbing my taint.

"Still wanna see a little titty?" I nodded in the negative.

"Oh you don't; why is that, huh?"

"Because you don't have a little titty." Charity stopped rubbing me down glancing up at the ceiling with a chuckle.

She capped the bottle placing on her dresser before quickly mounting me with her palms flattened on either side of my torso. My cock was pinned flat against my abdomen pointed up towards my face pressed against her crotch. Charity slid out of her red t-shirt giving me a surprise in the form of a thick underwire brassiere I recognized belonged to Phoebe.

This was the same brassiere from our initial threesome together which perfectly fit her proportions pushing her cleavage into an inviting fleshy shelf. Her phone was tucked neatly away between her tits.

Charity allowed me to cup the outsides of her tits pushing them together making them shake and jiggle for a few seconds. She started rowing her covered crotch back and forth massaging the underside of my shaft.

Her hands ended up framing my head as she leaned forward starting to really work her hips grinding my shaft. Charity waited a few minutes letting me get used to things knowing my eyes were on her jiggling boobs. Her tit trapped phone was bouncing all over the place but remained snug. She flattened out on top of me letting her bubble rabbit in blurring fashion on my tumescence.

I got an up close and personal with her animated décolletage, breasts bouncing everywhere in fits and starts as Charity ground one out grunting, wheezing, and whining through the effort. I got a shot to the system when her phone hit my sternum at an angle before falling onto her hardwood floor with a thud.

Her large, yet subtle areolas began to appear swelling out of the cups as she bopped my junk. I loved the sloping look of her breasts and the spongy, yet defiant feel of them when handled. Her thickened nips were always ripe with a rounded shape when Charity was fully aroused. Now they were staring me in the face topping her beautiful tits like pupils in an eyeball.

They flopped free over the top of the brassiere with a healthy rubbery bounce, but Charity pushed down on my wrists seconds after I handled them. It wasn't so much to stop me, but more because she was sitting astride my body with her back straightened.

The view of the undersides of her tits with her pretty face in-between was staggering before I noticed it. The zipper on those tiny white shorts was undone giving me a view of her shaved muff directly. Charity's nails raked my pecs thumbs pressing hard into my nipples as she got into it.

Her abdomen undulated, hips popping, tight round butt twerking wildly grinding my cock trapped against my belly. She was now partially covered in the oil used on my body going faster starting to get off from the manic humping. Her breasts were bouncing all over the place as the dam burst as three bursts of gluey ejaculate shot up my abdomen soiling everything even getting my right nipple.

Charity kept it up, both of us groaning and whining loudly.

I ended up a mess breathing heavily through my mouth while she dismounted at my left side hunched over my body. Charity ran the flat of her tongue over the spunk following the trail down my abdomen until my cock disappeared between her lips with a loud prolonged slurp.

It felt like every fiber of my being was aflame as she made love to my member getting me to partially sit up supporting my weight on my elbows a few times to watch her doing her absolute damndest to suck my soul out. One hand encircled my base while the other cupped my balls middle fingers pressed against my taint.

She was getting it out of me making me flop and buck up towards her bobbing head while my balls were vigorously massaged. It quite honestly felt like I'd cum again as the bed shook and creaked under our combined weight. For some reason, Charity had an extra mattress which made her bed rise a little higher off the floor.

There was a wall mounted television facing the end of the bed which was likely the blame. The wall adjacent to her bed had a window covered with a thick set of blinds and some really thick bars signaling Mr. Gilbert as the likely culprit.

My head dipped landing on her wealth of pillows, my vision blurring from the constant stimulation looking up at the ceiling. Charity had my thighs spread holding them down as she throated me with no gag reflex evident. My mind started wandering to all of the times we'd hooked up finding our current entanglement to be the most intense as her face appeared hovering above mine watching intently. Charity raised a fist enclosed around those tiny white shorts.

They were a soggy mess of intermingles juices, spunk and sweat presented to me as some sort of trophy before she flicked her wrist flinging them against the bedroom door.

Her head tilted slowly to one side then the other smiling as she pushed down on my forearms sliding her labia along my shaft in measured strokes. This woman was steaming, volcanically hot cradling my prick dripping all over it as her butt rowed extremely slow. The facial comparison to a certain actress started to ebb away as Charity became her own person completely from this point on.

I knew the next time I saw anything with Gabrielle Union I'd call her Charity Gilbert.

My endowment slid inside Charity's velvety honeypot fitting like a glove.

We knew one another so well it was no surprise when she righted herself going completely HAM (Hard as a Motherfucker) on me in the cowgirl position. The lighting in her bedroom added to the visual enhancing her rich chocolate tone making her glisten and sparkle, a thing of beauty.

Right at the beginning of it, I could feel the tremors radiating through her body until she couldn't hold it in anymore. Charity went into a screaming fit traveling meteorically through a stacked set of climaxes which I didn't know if I should take credit for. She was in control of everything the moment I walked into her house.

I wouldn't have had it any other way.

Charity's hands slammed down on either side of my head into the pillows as she stared at my face looking alternately seductive and sexually intimidating to the max. I tilted my head a little finding that she followed the motion perfectly even when I went the opposite direction. There was a sparkle in her eyes that I'd never seen before.

"What is it Charity?"

"You're gonna cum."

"I'm gonna cum, huh?" My brow furrowed and raised confused at the declarative statement.

"Right now."

Charity's bubbled butt popped hard into my pelvis with a whiplash effect. I could feel her flexing her cheeks actually inverting them trapping my girth inside. She held this position with a strained look on her beautiful face making me cry out with this extended guttural sounding gasp as she rolled her hips. Her pelvis remained tightly in place and this bitch had the temerity to roll those hips in a tiny circle. I could feel her labia clamping down on me as she swiveled in place.

"OH GAAAAWDDD!!" I screamed blowing a massive load inside her snatch.

My head started swinging back and forth like I was being slapped by an invisible hand while my toes curled up. Charity had me speaking in tongues in an embarrassing display that restored all the times I'd one upped her sexually with a single move. My gaze drifted to the side towards her window, but she directed it back to her face with her pointer finger. The look on her face remained the same with a smirk forming.

Charity wiped away the single tear running from my right eye.

"You like that, huh baby?"

"What the fuck Charity; I didn't know you could do something like that. Shit, I'm glad I didn't know or I'd be in trouble." I was still trapped inside her feeling her relax her grip gradually as she chuckled.

"Now that we know each other, I felt safe doing that. I didn't do it before because we were cool with one another."

"We're not now bitch?" She laughed giving me a light slap on the cheek.

"Shut up, I didn't do it before because that was part of my evil arsenal. Hey babe you know I was a closeted pervert with a five year plan. What I just did to you was supposed to be my patented finishing move. I call it uh, "Getting the Bag" and every guy I did that shit to was instantly sprung."

"Getting the Bag, seriously Charity?"

"Hey I was evil before; might still be now, but that was my move to baby trap a nigga in the NFL or the NBA but fuck them rapper niggas because I ain't trying to be Future's next baby mamma."

"You baby trapping me?!"

"Fuck no, but ever since we met I enjoyed every bit of it and you got me out of a funk and even freed me from my jailer father. Heck when you look at it, you helped my family get better. Daddy's never been happier since he got with that Tressie cow and I have you to thank for that. I like you, a lot; and do you know when that really started?"

"When?"

"The night I had that fight with Tressie when I caught her fucking my daddy; you could've taken advantage of me, but you didn't. Ever since that night, I've been wanting to do this to you."

"Didn't we fuck each other's brains out that night we went to that club?" Charity looked away sort of chuckling to herself before staring at my face with even more of a glint in her eyes.