Big Butt Chronicles Ch. 02: Latisha

"BYE MISTER!!" I was jolted out of my internal misery when Georgie noticed my presence and waved happily. There was no way I could be mad at the kid so I meekly waved back at the innocent. I found Latisha staring pointedly at me with a look of severe anxiety reading across her face. My face contorted uncontrollably and silently communicating my opinion of her a person. She winced and turned away bolting from the store with Georgie in hand as her handsome companion called after her. He left his items on the counter pursuing the beauty.

"You should have taken the condoms." The storekeeper recognized me and I resisted the urge to plant my fist in his face.

I walked out into the blinding sun with my heart still thumping hard in my chest and a little wetness around my eyes. I heard some type of commotion as I walked across the street looking back to find Latisha on the adjacent street. She was sitting on the sidewalk in an upright fetal position sobbing uncontrollably as Georgie tried to comfort her with a hug. The guy stood watching the entire affair understandably befuddled. I returned to my cousin's home managing to snag a beer which I chugged in the alley.

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Sept. 27, 1983

My days seemed to drag on as I found myself lying in bed playing my Atari 2600 using it to work on relationship withdrawal. That last image of Latisha sitting in the street was working on my mind as I tried to make sense of it all. I could still see her wet face and open mouth as her little companion Georgie tried to make sense of the situation. I figured she'd been upset at being "caught" by me but that didn't add up considering we didn't have a formal relationship. Every time I thought about the other guy feeling her up in public, I felt a rage well up inside. The way he was groping her big butt made me want to seriously fuck him up. I guess I was just sore because of what happened between Latisha and I. She acted like I'd tried to assault her or something and that shit chaffed my sensibilities. I kept telling myself that she was playing me all along and that she was ultimately some kind of tease.

Halfway through my umpteenth game of Berzerk, someone began knocking incessantly on my door. At first I thought it was a Jehovah Witness or some type of door-to-door salesman but the frenzied manner had me convinced otherwise. My neighborhood wasn't exactly crime free so I erred on the side of caution peeking out from behind the living room curtains. Latisha was standing on my stoop knocking frantically on my door. I couldn't believe my eyes and I froze in place as she tried the doorknob a few times. Luckily my mother wasn't home or she would probably be eating a knuckle sandwich. The thick, curvy girl was wearing a light blue Adidas track windbreaker with some matching gym shorts. From the side view I could see that she was practically spilling out of her bottoms. I'm not ashamed to say that my cock did the thinking for me as I sidled up to the front door peep hole.

The view through the peep hole was even more enticing as I was treated to a direct view of my crush. I hadn't initially noticed the light blue headband she was wearing because my eyes were trained on her burgeoning cleavage. Latisha looked pensive and pushed the doorbell a number of times before beating on the door with her fist yelling my name.

"WHAT DO YOU WANT?!!"

"I-I want to talk to you; could you let me inside?" She pleaded trying the doorknob and yanking on it like she intended to rip my screen door off the hinges.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?!!" I was worried because it was about ten in the morning and some of my neighbors were the "nosey type" that would report back to my mother the minute they saw her.

"I just REALLY need to talk to you, please let me come inside." She tried to get a glimpse of me through my own peep hole.

"I don't think we have anything to talk about Latisha; where's your fucking boyfriend?"

"He's not my boyfriend, come on just open the door." She shook the doorknob harder than before going into a frenzy as tears began to roll down her cheeks.

"PLEEEEASE!!" Her sobbing was loud enough where I noticed one of my neighbors looking out of the window. Latisha's strange frenetic behavior had given me pause reminding me of that moment when I'd witness her loose it around the liquor store. In seconds she was crying loudly caring little that anyone was watching or that she was becoming a public nuisance.

"Hold on, I'm opening the door." She managed to fiddle with the door knob a few more times before I got the doors open. The thick girl rushed into my living room wrapping her arms around me in a deep hug sobbing uncontrollably. I cupped her cheeks trying to calm her down and she responded with a forced kiss shoving her tongue into my mouth. Her behavior was alarming enough that I pushed away from her wiping my mouth with my forearm.

"I don't want you to hate me; please don't hate me." She was still crying and trembling quickly dropping to her knees taking my pajama bottoms with her. The disturbed girl took my entire length in one motion pursing her juicy lips and chubby cheeks hard around my member. Latisha began blowing me with purpose making any concerns I had about her behavior fly right out the window.

"You like this don't you?" There was an urgency in her words that matched the sloppy blowjob I was currently enjoying. She encircled the base of my cock with one hand and cupped my balls with the other. Copious amounts of saliva dribbled down her chin ending up on my carpet as she scooted forward on her knees taking me all the way to the base. This girl knew what she was doing jerking and sucking on me so hard that I almost couldn't remember why I was mad at her. My eyes were shut tight as the sensations swept through my body. The wet slurping sounds that filled the quiet living room added immeasurably to the experience. Latisha even licked and slurped on my balls continually working her hands on me until my thighs tightened up.

"Oh shit watch out; I'm gonna cum." I experienced a sliver of Deja Vu from losing my virginity to my cousin Yvette.

"Yeah?" Her hand became a glistening blur on my poor abused cock as she looked back and forth from my cock to deep in my eyes.

"Yuh-Yeaaaah." I moaned twitching and jerking uncontrollably in her grasp.

"You gonna bust a nut?" She was using both hands on my jerking my cock with an upward motion towards her big chest. This wet, sticky, soapy sound filled the living room. We still hadn't even moved from the area by the front door.

"Yeah baby, I'm gonna fucking blow." My balls tightened up and my stomach clenched in the throes of an impending climax.

"Right now?" She asked switching to one tight fist grasp on my shaft. I humped against her hand fucking it with purpose while she pumped and twisted my cock with this sort of screwing motion.

"YES, BABY YEEEEEASSSSSSS!!" Latisha quickly took my cock deep not missing a single drop as I blew what felt like an epic load of cum down her throat. I could feel tears curtain jerking at the corner of my eyes as I grabbed her head shamelessly with both hands. There was no resistance as I humped her face with chills and tremors rocking my body.

She leaned back squatting on the back of her calves rubbing my thighs with the sticky palms of her hands.

"You like that?" She asked breathlessly as I vigorously nodded my approval.

Latisha leaned forward licking my inner thighs and rolled my balls between her fingers until a drop of cum appeared on the head of my cock. She massaged my sticky shaft as she slurped up the goo on my purplish cockhead. Latisha led me over to my living room couch helping me sit never letting go of my cock planting herself squarely between my knees.

"Do you still hate me?" Her narrow eyes were darting back and forth waiting for my answer. The zipper on her windbreaker had descended a little revealing her deep, creamy chocolate cleavage. She followed my gaze to her bountiful chest drawing the zipper the rest of the way. Her large breasts pushed the water resistant material aside displaying the single line that made up her cleavage. She looked down into her own breasts slowly pulling the opposing halves of the jacket apart.

... Latisha wasn't wearing anything under her windbreaker.

Her melons sat high up on her chest topped with thick erect nipples. My erection returned with a vengeance as she playfully tossed her top aside cupping her breasts. She squeezed and groped her tits never taking her eyes off of me until I pushed her breasts together with trembling hands. Latisha's narrow eyes rolled up into her head as I thumbed her nipples.

"Wanna see a trick?" Her right fist was stroking me painfully slow while her other traced a single finger across my abs.

"What kind of trick?"

"A good trick; one you'll like." She leaned forward kissing me sensually this time and I responded in kind. This morning had come as a complete shock to me having had no other plans than to rifle through my video game collection; I hadn't even showered yet.

Latisha pushed my cock tightly into her cleavage drooling a steady stream of saliva into the tight crevice. She began bouncing my captured prick along her chest doing something I's seen once or twice in some adult movies a friend had shown me. I can't describe the feeling of having two spongy melons rubbing against my steel hard cock. Her huge tits completely hid my dick from view allowing the head to pop up every now and then from the top of her cleavage.

"You can move too." She moaned encouraging me to pump my hips adding to the erotic sensation. She matched me thrust for thrust interlocking her fingers together.

"Usually I use baby oil for this; makes it feel even better." I momentarily wondered if that other guy I'd seen her with got the same treatment but pushed those thoughts out of my mind.

"Uhm, I got some in the bathroom."

"Yeah?" She lurched forward massaging my cock even harder as precum dribbled out of the strained mushroom head.

"Well, you said it would make it feel better Latisha." She released my engorged cock letting it flop against my belly as she chuckled and slowly stood up hooking her thumbs into her gym short bottoms. Latisha left the shorts in a cotton halo around her feet. It was the first time I noticed the calve length socks and blue Adidas track shoes on her feet. I quickly realized that the decadently curvy teen wasn't wearing underwear. She'd definitely planned this out before appearing on my doorstep and it appeared that she was ready for business. Her snatch was shaved bald unlike some of the women I'd seen in porn mags and oddly inviting. She stood looking down at me with a single finger in her mouth letting me have my fill of her visually. I twirled my finger and she happily spun around giving me my first real look at her huge, decidedly chunky butt.

It was thick and meaty flaring out dramatically from her angular hips. Latisha had this sort of hourglass shaped figure that made my jaw drop and my cock throb almost painfully. The sheer volume of her elongated cheeks sent me into fits as her side view revealed the fact that Latisha's big ass stood out almost shelf-like from her body. Her massive backside gave the illusion that her shapely legs were shorter than they looked. She bent over at the waist placing her palms flat on my coffee table spreading her legs to give me a look at her peach. I did her one better cupping the outside of her soft hips and shoving my face between her legs. Latisha yelped for joy as I pried her thunderous cheeks aside licking on her juicy lower lips until I was inside. She gasped and jiggled a bit under my frenzied attention almost collapsing on my coffee table.

Not to be denied I pulled her into a sitting position on the table praying that her weight wouldn't destroy it and continued focusing almost exclusively on Latisha's clit. I was surprised moments later when she pushed me away and began pulling me towards the bathroom. The sight of her huge oval shaped cheeks bobbing and jiggling had me fit to be tied. We stepped into the bathroom where Latisha found the large bottle on top of the toilet. She stared its oily contents before looking at me with a coy expression.

"Wanna see another magic trick?" I nodded quickly making her giggle as she popped her big butt partially out towards me. She looked at my reflection in the mirror with a girlish smile as she unscrewed the cap from the bottle and poured it over her shoulder. The oil slid slowly down her back glazing her thunderous rump.

"A little help?" I was more than happy to rub that immense pillowy ass of hers.

"Now put your thing in-between my butt cheeks." My cock slid deep into her steamy rear cleavage and she flexed making it pop out a number of times before I held it in place with my thumbs.

"Don't move, you're gonna love this." She leaned forward into the sink looking up at my reflection in the mirror and I was struck with how much this scenario reminded me of Yvette. I'd lost my virginity to her in a bathroom. Karma was something else as Latisha began flexing and bouncing her juicy butt around the length of my cock essentially making it clap. I leaned back against the wall at a forty-five-degree angle enjoying the sensation and the view.

"See, I knew you'd like this magic trick; its tit fucking with my fat butt."

"Fuck Latisha, I love this ass of yours. This feels so fucking good on my dick." I humped up into her cleavage reaching up to cup her hips and mash her butt around my cock.

"I call it "Hot-Dogging" for your information." I barely heard a word she said as I began to fuck her buoyant cheeks as hard as I could. I wanted to cum all over her big ass like I'd done with my cousin Yvette a month ago. She'd taken my virginity and I'd stupidly thought there would be more sex in our future only to find out that it was a one-time thing in the worst way possible.

"Stick it in."

"What?"

"You know, the back door." She jiggled her humongous ass for emphasis stroking my cock flawlessly. Her lower back and ass were practically glowing in the filtered light seeping in threw the blinds in my bathroom. I tapped my cock on her left cheek a few times before she reached back pressing me against her rear entrance. Latisha was a big, shapely girl that knew how to use her weight and she demonstrated that by bending completely over so that her head was level with the sink. I felt myself slowly sink into her backdoor. The tightness of her ass caught me by surprise as well as the intense heat. She gasped as I sunk deep until my pelvis was cradled against her butt.

...to be continued.