By TK MEDLOCK
All Rights Reserved by Author
I was determined to fuck Maggie
Bonner who is the proud possessor of a 52 inch ass for over the past 25 years.
I grew up with this woman mind you in our small town of Shide, South
Carolina and she is notorious for being a very pious and low key person. When
we were younger her ass always possessed immense proportions compared to the
rest of her body. A growth spurt
happened sometime after high school and this is when she was vaulted into
legendary status. She was never known for dabbling around with local boys. I
never knew her to have a boyfriend although rumors had it that she messed around
with some dude from Atlanta. I
think I knew him but that was neither here nor there. Maggie was the prize
I had my eyes on all these years and it was her 24 inch waist that sealed the
deal shut for me. I was on a mission that bordered a quest if you will. This
was a wild sexual fantasy although cerebral rivaling the pilgrimages of knights
in the days of olde. Mine, however, always stayed just outside my reach.
Luck and God himself I dare say intervened one faithful hot day in the
summer of 2005.
I looked up from my morning paper to see Maggie’s Lincoln pulling up into my
yard.
Mind you, I live on a rural road out in the country. I have a
P.O. box address and my closest neighbor is maybe a mile on either side.
I had a wife beater shirt on and some thin shorts I wore around the house.
Out onto the porch I walked blinking my eyes to make sure what I was seeing was
real.
All attempts at asking this woman out in the past had been knocked down and
she only hi’ed and bye’d me when she saw me in town.
The steam coming out from under her hood told an interesting story and I
walked slowly out to her and her car as she got out wearing a small top and some
of those legging pants that the women like to wear.
Now ass is ass. My motto is you can never have too much money or to much
ass. To many people Maggie was a bit much. They wondered why she dressed like
she did and never went out with anybody. They wondered why she never covered
that big thing up and why in the hell would she would want to wear something to
actually show it off.
I neither cared to wonder or bothered to give a rat's ass. All I could do
now was to try and contain myself when she asked me if I had some water.
Sure, my drool , I wanted to tell her but words were the last thing
cooperating with me right about then.
“What do you think is wrong with it, Ray?” She asked raising the hood up.
Her shirt rode up with the hood showing the naked meat of her stomach along
with the bottoms of her bare titties. Maggie, blessed in the ass, had
obviously spent to much time in the but line when the breasts were passed out.
She was a B cup at best but her nipples were rock hard and that had to stand
for something.
“I don’t know,” I said with my head dizzy with a million freaky thoughts.
“I hope I didn’t burn my motor up,” she said leaning over the engine.
I saw it then and I had only heard about it in town folklore. I would not
have believed it until I saw it with my own eyes but Maggie had on a red G-
string and it crept down the crevasse of her ass like a burnt red snake crawling
into a canyon.
Maggie had been called a lot of names by a lot people. The women called her
Ms. Lottabooty. Some men called her Trashcan Ass because her but in especially
those tight leggings looked like a trash can turned sideways.
All I can say is that the curvature of Maggie’s ass is nothing short of ass-tronomical.
She defies every law of physics and human nature with that thing. To put the
cream and the cherry on the pie she and her immense brown-round were right in my
front yard.
To say she was perfection was a understatement. This is the opinion of a
huge ass lover. To me more is more fuck that less shit. I just couldn’t
believe it when I heard about the G- strings and their sightings on Maggie back
in the day but that again was just folklore and innuendo to me. To actually see
this light skinned woman with this tiny, red string cascading down her ass crack
sent shivers through my body. Thoughts of fucking her right then and there up
alongside her tore up car ran through my mind like Carl Lewis on crack. My
loose shorts began to get tight and this could only mean one thing.
The flag had been raised (a red one) and my dick was busy saluting.
If I had been walking out of a billiards store right then security would
have stopped me and asked me to return to the store because it looked like I was
shoplifting a pool stick in my pants.
I was sorry but could not even make up the words to apologize.
“What do you-” Maggie had started to say turning around then looked down at
my hard on.
For me this was the crossroads in a journey that had been long fought. I
was the knight wielding his sword before the queen for confirmation. I was the
warrior brandishing his spear for approval to go on the hunt which was the quest
of a lifetime. To be turned down so close to the ass that represented a hard
fought journey and I do mean hard would be nothing short of devastating. Sweat
dripped down my face and a part of me winced and waited for defeat. What came
next astounded the shit out of your boy.
She smiled then looked in my eyes. “I see you glad to see me,” she said.
She then did something I would have never expected in a million years.
She reached down and with one finger lifted my hard on up and gave it a
flick like a diving board freshly jumped off of. After this she walked around
to the side of the car where the coolant cap was and looked at me slyly and
said. “You haven’t said what you
think is wrong.”
Now she was fucking with me.
I did not feel home free yet and would not lay all of my cards on the table
right then and there. Fickle as I knew Maggie to be there was no need in
spooking her. If all that came out of it was a dick flick and a G-string flash
then I could jack off to that memory for years to come and be happy. Shit was
shit and you had to think about things in degrees.
The car had eased down all its smoking and hissing but the heat had made
Maggie sweat. The little shirt she had on was wet from the steam of the engine
and her own sweat.
I saw her nipples poking out and the brown very large aureoles that
surrounded them stood out as well through the shirt.
I looked at the engine to focus on something else other than her titties
when the hood began to come down on my head.
“My gas shocks are going out,” she said holding up the hood with her hands.
“I’ll take a look,” I said coming over by her getting a very good look at
her breasts that hung underneath the shirt.
She smiled and looked away as I came beside her to examine the engine.
My hard on was poking out like a dividing rod in front of me and I had to
angle myself not to burn it on this hot ass car. “Were you low on coolant?” I
asked trying to think of anything to say.
“I don’t think so.”
“Has your radiator been leaking?”
“It’s been dripping lately but slowly.”
Speaking of dripping I knew the head of my dick was dripping a wet spot on
my shorts right about now. This trashy conversation wasn’t helping matters
either.
“What could be wrong?” She asked.
I afforded her another look to get a peek at the titties again then went to
her eyes for concentration. “I think maybe…I don’t know. We should wait and let
it cool down. It’s hot now. Very hot and dripping…I mean come…inside out of
this heat and we’ll try it or
test or check it later.”
The words fumble mouth motherfucker came to mind as I winced again
internally.
To my surprise she answered. “Sure I could use a cool down.”
That ass walked right in front of me hunching and flopping. The two cheeks
rustled in her pants like two puppies fighting over a milk bone on my walk then
up my stairs into my house.
The screen door closed with a gunshot flapping sound behind us and I could
not help but look out the doorway left and right before locking it shut.
Maggie stopped walking in front of me and stood still.
I had not been paying attention but underestimated right away what she
wanted.
She’s not a short lady but I’m a tall dude. I gave her what she obviously
wanted walking right into her angling my hard on so it stuck straight up that
big ass. I grabbed her hips pulling her back to me.
She moaned and leaned backward throwing a hand over her shoulder rubbing my
neck. The entire time she did a slow grinding roll on my dick that made my eyes
roll up in my head.
I reached up and under her shirt and grabbed two fists full of her sweat wet
titties and squeezed.
Again Maggie moaned out. “Shit!” She said shivering turning around shaking
her head laughing grabbing my hard on and stroking it through my shorts. She
led me to the couch.
I held up one finger and said. “Wait just a minute. “If I we’re going
to do it then we’re going to do this
my way and do it right. “Go stand over by the wall. Put your hands on it
and spread your legs apart,” I
said guiding her where I wanted her.
Smiling slyly she got up slowly and complied.
For a moment I just looked at that ass biting my bottom lip. Was this all
for me?
Looking sideways she kept up a slow grind popping it every now and again
making her ass bounce then roll.
I reached down and did what I had been waiting to do for over twenty five
years.
I cupped that ass gently.
I dug my hand down in the crack and I came up and palmed it then squeezed
it. I molded that ass with both hands then I spanked it a few times.
Maggie let out a yelp and a shiver after each slap.
I stuck my hands deep in her ass touching the pussy from behind and she
lifted up on her tip toes moaning the whole time poking herself out to oblige my
intrusion.
Now it was time for the pants to come down. Slowly I pulled them down
careful not to upset the G-string. I had to appreciate it with the string. I
did not pull the pants off but just below her massive cheeks.
I then got down on my knees and began to kiss that ass all over very gently
using my tongue and lips leaving wet marks in my wake. I kissed then lifted one
leg up and began to toss her salad right there in my living room. I rimmed her
asshole and stuck two fingers up her pussy while she kept rolling her huge hips.
I stood then and had her face me as I reached around and got two fists full
of that ass. I squeezed and molded her cheeks cupping them gently at first then
with more fervor as if I were actually trying to make them produce milk.
I then had her with her hands on the wall again with that big ass stuck out.
I began to slap it some more then dropped some spit on the head of my hard dick
that was poised right behind her.
“Stick it out good,” I mumbled then smacked that ass.
She moaned and pushed her ass out further to accommodate me.
I grabbed the back of her ponytail and slapped her ass at the same time
timing my thrust up that fat ass with the other two events.
All of this made Maggie scream out. Her legs almost buckled.
“Stick it out,” I slapped her full cheeks again pulling partially out then
shoving myself all the way this time.
“You’re gonna make me cum,” she said shaking her head as if this was
something she was trying to avoid for the moment.
I pulled out then slammed back into her hard with about five good thrusts
not letting the back of her hair go.
That ass rippled as I pounded it then I slapped it again. I felt like a
classical musician playing a finely tuned instrument for the first time at
Carnegie Hall.
Maggie shivered then shook her head as she screamed out with every pounding
thrust. “No!” She hollered with every thrust.
“Take it!” I yelled back picking up my pounding and ass slapping attack.
“No!”
“Take it!”
“No!”
She shook and came pushing me out of her. What happened next freaked me
out.
Maggie squirted all on my floor and shoes.
“So we got a squirter here,” I said smiling still holding her ponytail.
“Oh shit,” she shivered and shook her head. “Oh shit,” She was shaking all
over.
I got those pants off her then walked her to the couch. I kept her bent
over and had her stick that ass out.
I started back up pounding again all the while ass slapping.
“Oh shit. You’re gonna make me cum again!”
I let her hair go and took two gaping hand full of her hips. I pulled that
ass back to me and slammed it hard as I could. The meat flesh rippled like a
tidal wave and I kept up the pace despite her trying to buck me off. I molded
two fists full of that ass and the flesh puffed and poked out between my fingers
as I held on for dear life.
Screaming she squeezed me out of her and again a spray of cum shot out and
up this time hitting me in the chest and wetting couch. “Oh shit!” She said
shaking her head.
“Cum again,” I thrust back up in her slapping her ass.
“No!”
“Again!” I grabbed her hair. “Get your head up and cum!”
“Nooooooo!” She screamed and came again.
I got her on her back and had those big pretty legs up in the air on my
shoulders.
“Please no!” She said wrapping her arms around me and kissing me deeply
shoving her tongue in my mouth.
I pounded hard while we kissed and she squealed into my mouth biting my
lower lip then dug her nails into my back.
“Fuck me! Fuck me please,” she opened her legs wider.
I was pounding her so hard she almost went into the couch.
“I’m coming!” She pushed me off her then squirted my nuts with her cum.
“Your couch. I’m making a mess. Wait, no stop.”
“Fuck the couch. Cum,” I said shoving myself back into her. “Cum again.
Three more.”
“Noooo!”
She did and she did and she did.
This was just the beginning of a monumental day for me as big but Maggie
Bonner and I crossed over into the strange but addictive world of domination and
submission.