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Thick is the word these days. The word used to describe the sexiest women on the planet. I just so happen to be walking next to one of these women. A short mixed girl with light skin and a darkness in her motions. She has a bit of a pudge to her stomach, but she wears it well and with confidence. No crew neck t-shirts tucked into her bottoms for her, she was more of a white spaghetti strap halter top type of girl this day. One short enough so that you can see the new belly button piercing she had just gotten not long ago. Strong calves led up to the thick creamy thighs, hugged tight by a small pair of booty shorts that didn’t leave much to the imagination. Her pussy was almost visible to anyone who looked hard enough. She let me know when we first started talking that she wasn’t fond of wearing underwear so that was a regular thing. Her ass pokes out behind her, swaying hypnotically with her hips as she sashays. The white heels she wears help her form. She’s skillful in those things.

I keep hearing that word ‘thick’ as we walk down the street. Every time we pass a guy, they all have a comment. They all have something to say about her. She hears it, and she wants to make sure I hear it too. She gives me a sly grin, the beautiful pink lips of hers taunt me. Her nose scrunches and her hazel eyes close as she throws her head back and laughs. Her hair, a brown curly afro,flips like a shampoo commercial. Her jewelry, the various earrings and bracelets she threw on, chimed with the motion. She was going to enjoy herself tonight. She loves to bake for me. When it really comes down to it, that’s all I care about really, so it’s a win-win situation.

“Hurry up!” She takes one more side glance at me then speeds up. I know her game. She wants me stare at her ass as I follow her. Like she’s baiting her favorite prey. She knows me and what I like. I’ve been the fly to her black widow too often at this point but I can't help but to play along. Any excuse to stare at that magnificent ass I’ll take. Any excuse to hypnotize me with it, she’ll take. If I had to guess that would be why she dragged me to that club earlier tonight. So she could watch lust take over my person as she rubbed herself all over my crotch while the Weeknd blared in the backroom.

She's been pushing my limits ever since I told her I have a thing for asses. She gave me the best weed I’ve ever smoked and it just opened me up. I felt like I could trust her and tell her that my love for asses might go beyond love. It might be a fetish. I remember her reaction to the word wasn’t what I expected then. Just a sly smile.

I moved my stare up from her ass and caught a seductive stare over her shoulder. That was one of her favorite moves. The over the shoulder eyes that practically begged to fuck. She had been hitting me with that since day 1 and it still gets me everytime. I smile back. She immediately scowls at me and turns around. I follow her for a couple more minutes before we come to her building. We walk in, past the security guard who gets himself a couple of glances of the goddess leading me up to her apartment. I can't blame him, at least he had class enough not to make a comment.

We wait for the elevator in silence. I can sense her staring at me but I’m not so good at eye contact when it comes to the especially beautiful women. She can sense the shyness. It’s kind of cute to her. It’s one of the reasons she chose me. Why I get to walk next to her and none of the other thousands of men who lust after her every day. At least that what she told me a while ago.

“Look at me.” she says in a cutesy voice. I turn her way, meet her hazel gaze. She motions with her eyes for me to look down. She’s rubbing her stomach in a circular motion slowly. I know what she’s getting at. Her ritual hadn’t changed since we went down this path. She gives me her gift and she takes what I have to offer.

Pfffffffffffffffffffffft!

I immediately look up to meet her gaze. No longer a smile. It’s starting.The elevator doors slide open and we step on.

“You think he’s watching?” I see her look up at the security camera in the corner.

If he was anything like me he’d be watching. A true goddess just walked past, he’d be foolish not to be looking right now. I nod to her.

“Good.” She says before shoving her tongue down my throat. She was determined to give this security guard a show and even though I didn't agree I knew better than to argue with her. I just hope she wouldn’t take things too far. Knowing her she would.

I saw her raise one finger to the camera, as if showing it off, then she reached into the back of her shorts. I could feel her adjusting for the finger. She was shoving it up her ass. Oh no, not now. Not on the elevator for this security guard to see. She never broke eye contact with me so she saw the panic. She just shhhhed me and removed the finger from her anus. She presented the tainted finger to my mouth and smiled.

I paused. Looking to her and then the camera I knew what she wanted. I opened my mouth and she laughed. I was hers tonite and any night she wanted me. She swirled the finger in my mouth while glaring at the security camera. I’m not sure what sort of statement she’s making her or if she just wants to embarrass me but either way I follow her out of the elevator with her finger still in my mouth, tasting of sweat and her ‘truffle butter’. She has a sick sense of humor.

Down the hall I hear her hum a slow R&B tune. I can't quite place it. Something to get her into the mood whatever it was.

PPPPPFFFFTT!

Whether she was in the mood or not, there was a storm brewing. She looks back at me so she can see the fear in my eyes. I know the price I must pay to keep a woman like her in my life. Ive come to accept it. She sees the acceptance and laughs. The things guys will do for a pretty face and thick frame.

We come to her door and she pulls her finger out of my mouth. She fumbles with her keys a bit and gets the door open. She motions for me to go inside. Into the darkness. I dont know why that unsettled me. I’ve been here before and the room wasn’t the threat no matter how dark. I step slowly in. She nudges me inside and turns on the lights.

I don’t get to look around much. I never do. She rushes me past a couch, a pretty large tv center, a nice living room table. I think they were IKEA. We head to the bathroom and she immediately motions for me to go to my knees. I oblige and she laughs. This thrills her every time

“I told you the only time you’d ever get to stick that tongue of yours in my ass is if you were going to eat whatever comes out of it. That was like, what, a year ago. I was really shocked at how fast you accepted. I mean I knew I could dominate you but who knew I’d be spitting homemade truffle butter brownies down your throat straight from my beautiful oven.” She was rubbing her stomach again. I couldn’t look her in her eyes, I just watched as she turned around and pulled down her shorts.

She really did have the best ass I’ve ever seen. With dimples in her lower back to give her figure some character before you get lost in her globes. She bent over and the cheeks parted a bit. I could smell the sweat wafting from her ass and a hint of those brownies she mentioned earlier. Smells like they were about ready.

“This is going to be a huge batch bitch boy. So open your mouth wide. After you take in all that is me. I’ll let you tongue out what’s left so I know my ass is clean for my ex boyfriend. She’s been mentioning this ex boyfriend lately. She knows it bothers me but I’ve asked around and she hasn’t been talking to her ex or anyone. As much as she would deny it, she cares about me. It’s strange how I can think this with her pulsating anus staring me down.

PPPPPPPPPPPPPPPFFFFFFFFFFFFTTTTTTT

“Agggghhhh!!” she sighs audibly. She’s pleased with herself while I’m behind her sputtering and gasping for breath. She’s going to be the death of me. I grab her cheeks and part them more. She likes me to do that for her while she hold my head in place. She wants to be sure I’m taking the full frontal force of what her ass has to give. I open my mouth and make a seal on her asshole.

“Good boy, you deserve these brownies.” she says, then her anus suddenly expands taking my lips along for the ride. A large log at least 3 inches thick jettisons past my teeth onto my tongue. I instinctively try to pull my head back but her hand is there to stop me. I can hear her above me cackling.

She grunts and more of the log pushes its way into my mouth. What was on my tongue is near my back teeth and she's pushing more and more of the rancid substance into me.I try to fight but she’s stronger than she appears. The ass to mouth sewage pipe is connected and functioning at maximum efficiency. She has a monster in her stomach and she pumping it straight into mine.

“So here’s the deal, I’m not stopping. Your best bet is going to be relaxing your throat and letting me do all the work here if you want to make it through this. Think of it like a deep throat. Except the dick is my shit and we’re going all the way to your gullet!” she’s laughing hysterically but I begin to panic. What did she eat that could allow her to do this?! It’s never been like this before? Is she trying to kill me?!

PPPPfffft. Pffft.

The sound of farts snaps me back to reality. I try to focus on relaxing my throat while she continues to push.She keeps grunting and farting. It seems like this shit is never ending. Like she hadn’t shit in weeks. I was stuffed. The force of more shit moved the substance down my throat into my stomach. I can see myself expanding. She saw it too and it brought her endless joy.

I can feel myself blacking out. Log after log made their way straight down into my stomach. I can feel myself becoming a toilet as each one snakes its way into my stomach. I dont want to do like this

“Breathe through your nose for fucks sake because I’m not going to stop. You’re not going to waste these fucking brownies bitch.” her voice is sinister. It’s fucking sexy if we’re being honest. I follow her instructions and try to breathe through my nose as she pumps more sludge into my body, stopping only to fart.

I’m getting weak. It’s becoming harder to keep my head up. With nowhere to go and my nasal cavities open, shit oozes out my nose. I literally can’t take anymore. I fall out of grasp to the floor on my back. I can see my stomach bulging out. What I can't see is my cock, but I can feel it’s rock hard.

“Oh my god!” she says, staring at my body bloated with rotting shit.Elation? I’m dying and I hear elation in her voice. She’s happy that she did this to me. Everything is getting darker but I can feel her climbing on top of me. “I guess you deserve this reward. I haven’t ever filled someone like this. You didn’t finish your brownies though. Tell you what. If you don’t die you can finish them later!” she cackles. I see her sly smile that she always gives before she drops her pussy on my erect cock. The warmth is incredible like no sensation I’ve ever felt in my life. It was so tight I came instantly, my moans muffled by the shit in my esophagus. I pass out staring into her hazel eyes.

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I wake up with a pain in my throat. My vision is blurry, adjusting itself to the lights on the bathroom ceiling. I wasn’t dead. She didn’t kill me. Looking around I see a huge dildo a few feet from me. There’s shit on the tip. She must have used it to push her shit into my stomach. She saved my life.

Something inside me knew it. She did care. I get myself up and waddle towards to the door to thank her, as crazy as that sounds.