Maximum Badonkadonk Ch. 17 - Epilogue Bk. 02

"Well?" I asked, making her predictably jumpy.

"Man, you're for real, huh?"

"I don't play games; so maybe you should stay in your lane at the kiddie table." It was meant as a dig to embarrass her out of the car, but Tammy looked into the glass then at my face.

"I need to check and make sure granny still sleep; I put some buckwheat honey in her tea."

"What?"

"It helps her sleep or else she stays up screaming my name all night. Just wait right here and let me see if the coast is clear, then we can do it in the basement. I'm sleeping down there. It's my room when I'm over here."

"Sure, whatever you say."

Tammy went to get out, but then thought better of it turning back scrutinizing my face.

"Hey, are you gonna drive off when I get out?"

"Only one way to find our Tammy." I shrugged eliciting a worried look on her face.

"Aw come on man, give me a chance." Tammy tilted her head to the side sliding back into the car close enough to kiss inches from my face.

The sound of my zipper lowering was audible.

She fished out my member as it was fattening encircling it with two fingers just above the base still looking at my face for effect. Tammy engulfed the upper half of my length between her plump lips stroking the rest methodically as her cheeks began to invert creating a loud slurp that seemed to go on forever. Once it was over, she sat up beside me looking at my face again.

"At least get some bomb as head, if nothing else." She smiled, showing all of her teeth stroking my member for a few minutes before carefully tucking me away.

Tammy lingered for a few minutes unsure before getting out of the car walking to the back gate with the glass. She glanced back a few times then went inside running to this back staircase that led up into the elevated kitchen at the alley side of the home. I sat there getting a view of her packed little tail as she ran to the house reminiscing about all the times her grandmother snitched on me. I smiled to myself recalling a particular instance where Charity Gilbert sexually trolled the old snitch in the same car in which I was presently sitting.

"Wow, I'm surprised you're still here!" Tammy came back five minutes later running in the sprinkling rain with a dishrag in her hand. She carefully tried the passenger side door watching my face as she opened it wiping up the stain in my front seat with both hands.

I just smiled, pulling closer to the garage facing the north end of the alley turning off the car. Tammy was waiting as I got out looking anxiously between me and her backyard cautioning me with a wave of her hand when I drew close.

"She still sleep but be kind of quiet when we get inside the basement door. I got her stories playing on the tv, so that should keep her distracted if she wakes up. It's cool, just gotta help her get on the toilet sometimes."

"Too much information."

"Yeah, sorry."

Tammy led me to the basement entrance of her house which was sort of an add-on to the house proper, kind of a shelled added space built sometime after the house was bought. It's bright canary color was a giveaway as Tammy tried and opened a shaky doorknob letting us inside.

The interior of this room was some sort of play area and additional bedroom which Tammy explained was used by a long deceased uncle who'd financed it before finally being caught and jailed by the authorities. There was a bed for one in a corner and two love seats on the other side with a television and stuffed toy box for any kids who visited. All of the stuff was second hand or discarded from the upstairs proper. For some reason, I wasn't nervous at all despite being in the house of a woman who would've loved nothing more than to see me castrated.

"Why don't you sit down right here." Tammy planted a knee on one of the love seats covered by a frayed looking plaid blanket waving me over.

She dutifully unzipped and exposed my package getting on all fours topping me off eventually laying on her belly with an arm draped over my thigh. Tammy was no novice to giving with a somewhat methodical approach cupping a hand under my balls massaging them which felt nice. A few minutes into it, she glanced up at my face. Tammy got back up unsnapping a button on her overall shorts drawing them down to her waist. She slipped out of the white t-shirt underneath revealing a cute little cream colored brassiere tightly fitted to her chest. Her hardened nipples were visible poking against the foam cups.

I poked a finger making her giggle girlishly and shy away with an arm draped across her modest bust. I was patient sitting there until she leaned in looking for a kiss, stealing a peck on my cheek. Tammy inched back allowing my hand to rest on her butt which felt like a solid mass, almost like granite. I used my hands and fingers to squeeze and test its packed nature, finding no give whatsoever. Her hips were narrow matching the width of her shoulders which gave her figure a rectangular esthetic from shoulders to the tops of her thighs. I tried to dig my nails into it finding a resistance that was intriguing. It made me want to go the whole nine yards after all.

"If you take your pants all the way off, I can really do it good."

Instead of waiting she got down, helping me out of my jeans and shoes, leaving my socks as she spread my thighs wide apart. Unencumbered, Tammy's head game leveled up significantly as she went wet and sloppy with these little twists of her barrette head sucking me off more passionately now. The loud syrupy slurps and foamy saliva running off her juicy bottom lip added to the experience. Tammy did this sort of head rotating thing as she sucked me off jerking and tugging hard on the exposed portion of my cock.

"Do it harder." I instructed with a static expression inching close to completion.

Tammy did as asked gagging a little as more of my slightly above average member disappeared behind her lips. Things got really loud and sloppy pushing the envelope further as she went for broke with her head bobbing in my lap on a swivel as she started moaning louder and louder. I figured it was part of her routine or technique. More precum and excess saliva ran off her chin dripping down into her modest chest getting me excited as I drew closer.

"Almost there, do it harder Tammy...come on, go hard in the paint; jerk on it harder while sucking the fuck out of that shit. I'm gonna cum real hard if you keep doing that. Keep it up girl, suck that dick hard baby! Suck it...fuck."

She followed my instruction rhythmically working harder and harder slurping, vacuum sucking and gagging bringing me right to the edge.

"Squeeze my balls. No, pinch'em baby...suck harder, aw shit...AW FUCK GIRL YOU GETTING IT OUTTA ME!!" Tammy was going so hard it felt as if she were trying to suck my prick free of my body. Her hands were trembling as I began to blow this thick wad of jizz deep into her mouth.

She kept at it taking more ropes directly into her gullet swallowing in time with each stomach churning burst. It seems she did have some surprises sexually speaking as some of our intermingled juices continued making a mess of her chest. she sucked and sucked making my toes curl, then stopped with a wide beaming grin on her face.

"AAAHHH, SEE I SWALLOWED IT UP! I pushed a finger in her mouth getting her to suck on it mimicking her performance, but it was actually meant to quiet her down as she stared in my eyes.

Tammy Mosely sucked just as hard narrowing her eyes moaning in a bit of social play implying a budding sexuality.

"Want me to do it again?" I raised a brow at the unexpected question.

"Why yes, I think I'll have another."

Tammy went at my business in a repeat performance that was momentarily halted when I tried to pry her brassiere up for a look at her tits finding it beyond skin tight. She glanced down at her muted cleavage.

"They ain't big like those girls you hook up with."

"Shut up, let me see them, Tammy." There was some hesitation before she pinched the foam cups peeling them up revealing these somewhat conical looking buds topped with the darkest nipples and areolas, I'd ever seen in contrast to her lighter hazel skin tone.

"See, told you." She sounded crestfallen.

"I think they're pretty." Tammy let me play with her left tit massaging and groping it as much as possible which came off more like some sort of pinching. Her nips were extremely hard and little rough to the fingertips prompting me to play with both.

"You really think they're pretty?"

"Yeah, in fact I wanna fuck them, Tammy."

"But they're little."

"So, I can make it happen anyway."

"How?"

"Suck on this some more then I'll show you." I directed her braided head down onto my endowment letting her resume that promising sloppy top.

She left that skintight brassiere up which got a decent bulge of her meager breasts as she went in on my prick. My balls were added to the mix without direction or prompt in intervals followed by half of my endowment being vacuum sucked extremely hard. I almost went over the edge, but managed to disengage just as I was about to climax. Tammy was a little timid reacting with a slight flinch as I handled her shoulders pulling closer to my junk.

"They're too little for that." She discouraged.

"Watch and learn baby." I countered waving a finger in front of her face before pushing it between her big lips encouraging her nonverbally to suck it followed by my cock for another few minutes.

I pinched the middle of her brassiere making her wince as I managed to pry it outward enough to insert my cock underneath wedged against her breastbone. My thickened vein covered rod looked like a steel bar between her pert budding breasts. This maneuver forced her probably B-Cups together cradling my shaft on either side.

"Oh, okay I get it." Tammy's eyes widened as I took her hands positioning them fingers interlocked over my intruding phallus.

"Hold them tight and don't let go even when I start cumming."

"Yeah, okay."

I kept ahold of the tops of her shoulders driving my prick along her breastbone working up an enticing friction. The restrictive feeling of her brassiere pinning my prick down cushioned by her buoyant small tits was incredible. Tammy's eyes narrowed mouth eventually hanging open with some spittle running off her bottom lip as I gradually went harder pumping up into her moderate cleavage. Her breath started coming in huffs matching my own. Tammy leaned forward bent at the waist in an offering gesture as I really got some decent thrusts going starting to crest.

"Don't let go Tammy, I'm about to cum all over your titties, keep it up girl. Don't let go." She nodded, interlocking her fingers hard as tremors started to engulf me.

It had been a few weeks since I was with Erica Walton and later her mother, Babs Walton. I'd left that mature woman lying face down with her spongy butt covered in my jizz. I regretted not getting her phone number because I wanted some more of that vintage ass. Now I was messing with Tammy Mosely, daughter of the nosey women who'd made things complicated when I lived just across the street.

"You gonna cum?"

"Yeah."

"Your thing is so hard, and hot too." Tammy commented leaning further almost bent over. I didn't reply going into the final lap as my thighs started tightening up making me squint. I'd been with a number of women over the last year and a half which should have leveled off my youthful energy, but every time I climaxed it felt, mind blowing, scintillating.

"AW FUCK!! TAMMY HOLD IT TIGHTER!! CUM-CUMMING!!" She did as I asked right as the dam burst.

A thick wad of cum shot up hitting the underside of her chin followed by several ropes that soiled and glazed over my abdomen with pools of jizz in puddles on my abdomen. Her chest was glistening with my cum as more poured out of the crown drizzling down into the open part of her brasserie made so by the intrusion of my cock. Tammy proved adept at learning on the go working her small tits up and down watching my face, heartened.

"You must have really liked that, huh? I didn't know I could titty fuck with these mosquito bites; boys always make fun of me for having no boobs, but you proved them wrong."

"Take your bra off; I want to see them."

Okay." She responded timidly, reaching back awkwardly. Her brassiere was wedged at a diagonal angle leaving one of her tits halfway exposed. The brassiere snapped, popping away from her chest like a rubber band as it fell away exposing her chest fully.

They were barely B-cups small, conical in nature topped with dime sized areolas and bullet point nipples matching the coal darkened texture of said areolas. This made them really stand out in eye popping fashion as she looked between my face and her defiled chest with rivulets of my jizz running down her abdomen. I'd really let her have it as evidenced by thick blotches of cum splotching her torso. One of her bra cups was filled with a creamy deluge of spunk. Tammy draped a hand over her breasts, but I captured it wrapping it around my cock.

"Keep playing with it."

"Hard?"

"Yeah, Tammy jack me off really hard."

Her jacking fist became a blur on my meat getting several watery bursts of precum as it fattened in her thin hand becoming a steel bar covered in veins.

"Wow, you get hard again, like really quick." Tammy's eyes widened at my renewed tumescence.

There was no way I was telling her my enhanced stamina had come courtesy of my online profession as a director of adult content and by proxy was the reason, I no longer lived across the street anymore. She tilted her head to the side watching my prick inflate then shot me a side eye before slurping a good third of my length quickly breaking contact laughing.

"Let's get the rest of this off." I pulled her forward handling her overalls at the waist with the intent of removing them, but she handled the tops of my hands gingerly covering them with her own. We shared glances as I motioned towards her legs with my eyes for an instant returning to her brown eyes silently unyielding.

Tammy stood up leaving her stonewashed overall shorts in place. They ended up around her knees as some white cotton panties came into view level with my face. The fit was skintight putting her camel toe on display. There was a tiny pink bow right under her navel. I noticed a few wisps of light hair under it leading downward towards her young womanhood. I took an extended look at her covered muff, then helped her step out of the shorts one foot at a time. Tammy had a hand on my shoulder steadying herself before standing up straight.

"Can I see the back?"

She did a half turn almost a pirouette, keeping her eyes on me before turning fully around. Her butt was decidedly peachy, but chunky looking and solid with a bit of roundness, but no definition other than a muted undercuff that went in a horizontal straight line over her long legs. It looked like she still had a lot of body to grow into at her certified nineteen years of age. I flattened a palm in the middle of her butt making Tammy turn around quicky with a hand over her crotch.

"Is it, good?"

"I don't know, yet." I started peeling down the elastic waistband, but she shrank back, scared.

I leaned back watching her face then looked around the room internally turning my autopilot off. I recognized the look on her face. I'd seen it long ago before I became the Educated Simp. My very first time was with a childhood friend, and it was our inaugural foray into adulthood being with each other. We were in a similar basement at her grandmother's home, and I recognized the synchronicity of it all. Tammy looked away from my face sort of green in the gills before finding the courage to explain herself.

"You like me, right? I mean, you think I'm pretty too, like those girls who were coming to your house? It's just uhm, well I never actually did it before, like went all the way. Mostly, just sucking and dry humping, stuff like that. Uh, we can "do it" if you want...it's not gonna hurt is it?"

No Tammy, it's not gonna hurt." I zipped up realizing what I almost did. Despite my experiences, my first time was actually with someone I had a connection with on an emotional level.

"HEY, YOU'RE NOT MAD, ARE YOU!" She shouted even more nervously standing there in her underwear and canvas sneakers.

"Not at all; it's cool, okay?" She looked as if she were panicking immediately getting the gears turning in my head. I felt like a fool getting myself into a potential situation with an adult teenager. Her mental growth seemed stunted in this moment of clarity as I relaxed my posture reclining like I wasn't going anywhere.

"You sure you don't have a boyfriend?" I asked, raising a brow faux suspicious.

"WHAT?! Are you serious man?" Her face softened along with her posture as she chuckled a bit arms folded over her boobs.

"Yeah, I'm serious Tammy; look a year and a half ago I got jumped by my cousin house over some female shit. I just wanna be clear that you ain't cheating on some hood nigga. I don't want my jaw wired shut again and I definitely don't wanna catch no bullets in my ass baby." She was chortling at my explanation feeling further validated, but I wasn't out of hot water yet.

"I told you I broke up."

"Right, you probably lying cause you wanna make that negro cry on some old emotional shit; what's his name?"

"Chauncey."

"AH-HA, SEE!!" I perked up pointing an accusatory finger at Tammy who jumped like she'd been tased for an instant, then laughed.

"Hey man we broke up; you tricked me!!"

"No I didn't, you gotta man, don't you Tammy?!" I accused, making sure to fake chortle subtly lightening the mood as she ran forward planting a knee at my right side kneeling on the love seat.

"Oh yeah; let me see your phone."

"REALLY?!" Her eyes got really big as she grinned scoffing playfully making this exaggerated gesture with both hands outstretched as if she were on an improv stage bombing out.

"If you ain't hiding nothing, let me see your phone."

"OH-KAAY!!" Tammy happily shouted all giggly as she leaned over retrieving her own cheap android from a pocket in her overall shorts.

She handed it to me with the biggest grin in the universe. This spoke to the mental effect of seeing Charity Gilbert, Phoebe and probably Vickie Stone frequenting my home when I lived there. This coupled with her the annoying hen gossip of her mother and grandmother probably had Tammy thinking she was coming up in the world. I took things further playing jealous pulling her into my lap as I started rifling through her stuff making it look random as I opened her contacts perusing them for a few seconds before Tammy intervened.

"Damn you going through my shit; what're you looking for?"

"Where the naked pictures?" This got a genuine laugh from my host as she pried her phone from my hands showing me some laughable pics obviously taken in her bathroom at home or here in her grandmother's house.

"Happy?" She chortled holding her phone level with my face like it was some big reveal.

"Ah, I could do better." This earned me a slight elbow to the side as she sat in my lap with her dense little butt planted right on my business.

"That's messed up; you don't like my body?"

"I like it just fine; I said I could take a better pic of this ass back here Tammy."

"HEY!" She realized her butt was being palmed chortling playfully.

"Well, I could." I admitted.

"Okay smarty pants, do it how would you do it, then." Tammy shoved her phone into my hand then pinched my bottom lip playfully.

"Lay on your stomach."

"HUH?!"

"Seriously Tammy? You were just gargling my nuts, now you're shy?" I earned another playful shove responding with a grope of her right tit making her all giggly and jumpy slapping my hand away. She didn't notice the pointed look on my face as I mentally maneuvered out of the way of an incoming bullet.