Tonight, I didn't feel like going out patronizing the bars and clubs. I was tired of the same scene time after time, so I decided to stay home and do my own thing. And I couldn't think of a better way to do it than to sit on my backporch and sip on the brandy I bought earlier in this evening.
By the time it got completely dark, I was half high. I decided to top it off by taking a couple of hits off one of the joints I had rolled in my shirt pocket. I was about to light up when a voice broke my peaceful solitude.
"Hey Buddy, baby...whatcha doing sitting on your steps by
yourself?" It was Big Fannie, my neighbor. She was twenty-three years old and been living next door for over five years, but I hardly paid much attention to her. In fact, I very seldom see her.
"Hi Fannie. How're you doing?" I said. "I haven't seen you for awhile."
"Sheiit! You're the one...I haven't seen you. You stay gone so much." Fannie said as she walked up to where I was sitting.
Everyone called her Big Fannie because she was big. I don't mean she was fat--but she was big! She was close to six feet and put together like an Amazon. Fannie had the largest breasts I've seen in a long time. They were firm, and stuck straight out. It was impossible for her to hide her large nipples, no matter what she wore to cover them. Her legs were large, strong, and voluptuous, but they were a work of beauty.
"May I join you?...it looks like you're getting ready to light up. I could stand a little of that," she said. "I caught you at the right time, didn't I?"
"Could be. Sit down and join me. You want some brandy?" I didn't mind her intrusion, I was high enough to talk shit--especially to someone like her.
She sat on the steps directly opposite me, and rested her back against the bannister. It was just my kind of luck to hook up with Fannie. I never in life had any dealings with a woman like her. She was a mammoth symbol of sex appeal, at least in my eyes. I always liked Fannie, and treated her good. She never had many men friends, I think it was because most men felt intimidated by her size. Her size never bothered me, in fact, I sometimes had lusty thoughts about her, but I never seriously thought about making any moves her way.
But lusty thoughts were creeping back into my mind when I eyed the dress she was wearing. It was a dark dress with a floral pattern, that hung to several inches above her knees. Its thin shoulder straps layed loose on her dark shoulders. She didn't seem to be wearing anything under the dress--not that she needed to.
Fannie's face was what always got my attention. It was wide and flat--but had a primitive beauty. Her short black hair laid flat on her head, and had a silky sheen, that gave her a very attractive and primitive look. What topped off her primeval look were the large, silver hoop earrings.
She gazed at me with her bedroom eyes, that seemed to be sat too far apart, but still beautiful.
"You know, I've been wanted to get to know you, but you never stay still long enough for that to happen." She smiled as she took a hit off my joint. "I always thought you was a very handsome man.
"I was sitting on the glider on my backporch when I noticed you sitting alone on your steps. I figured there was no point both of us sitting by ourselves, so I decided to come over and sit with you."
"Thank you. I appreciate the company of the foxy neighbor I never really talked to much." I answered. My eyes caught her eyeing me--from head to toe. "Let me pour you some brandy to go with the smoke."
I found myself checking her out also. She had pulled her knees up to her large breasts. I couldn't help but to stare at her big strong legs. They looked extremely sexy in the three inch mules she was wearing, and their fine hairs took my breath away. I had a weakness for a woman with large hairy legs.
It was obvious to me that Fannie took care of herself. Her legs and feet looked extremely soft and clean looking. Her finger and toe nails were well manicured.
"You like what you're looking at, Buddy?" She said, as she glanced over the top of her glass. "You haven't been looking at me that way--that I've noticed. Have you been looking at me before?" She was always outspoken and sassy.
"Oh yes. How could I miss all that?" I also been lusting at her ghetto ass every time I saw her. She had the most protru- ding buttocks I've seen in a long time, and she was built for the sexy walk she had. Still, my mind had been occupied with all the other women I was dealing with. I haven't been paying much attention to Fannie other than my ravenous stares at her physical attributes.
"I bet you have all kinds of women," she said. "Are you fucking them all?"
When she said that, the brandy in my mouth sprayed out--some of it hit her.
"Damn, baby...didn't mean to shake you up." Fannie smiled and wiped her chest and face with the hem of her dress...displaying her full thighs. It was then that I saw that she wasn't wearing any panties, and all the thick hairs of her crotch was exposed.
"Sorry about that," I apologized, and returned her sass. "I bet you have all kinds of men too. Are you fucking all of them?"
"Fuck you, Buddy! I think men are afraid of me...afraid they couldn't handle a big woman like me." She pulled her dress over her knees to cover her privates. "Did you get a good look?"
"A good look at what?" I said innocently.
"At Kitty. Did you enjoy looking at her?"
The brandy and smoke was really getting to Fannie. I could see it in her eyes. I also saw that she could really get foul mouthed with her sexy talk. I was beginning to feel good in her company, and really felt relaxed with her.
"Of course I enjoyed looking at her...I wish I could see more."
I was getting bold and loose with Fannie now.
"You ever thought about fucking me, Buddy?"
She was also getting loose with me.
"I'm thinking about it now, baby," I countered, while shamelessly rubbing the bulge in my crotch. "You ever thought about fucking me, Fannie?"
She shifted her position to sit beside me--facing me, and tilted her face close to me.
"I thought about it for a long time...and thinking about it now." Fannie's lips were full and large, but complimented her perfect and strong looking teeth well. Her dark face was so close to mine that I could smell the warm, sweet scent of her breath.
Without any hesitation, I kissed her. She responded by sticking her tongue deep into my mouth. Our breathing became rapid and ragged as we roughly embraced each other. Fannie began licking my face with wet strokes. Things were moving so fast that my head started spinning.
"Baby, ain't no sense in wasting any more time." I quickly pulled down the top of her dress...freeing her enormous breasts and assaulted them with my hungry mouth. She grabbed my hand and placed it between her trembling thighs. I gripped her huge mound roughly, and felt the warm wetness of her juices.
I sucked her breasts with an uncontrolled fervency--feeling her nipples grow long and hard. She placed a shaking hand over mine--forcing it to grip her mound harder.
"Baby, don't be gentle with me. Be as rough as you want to be," she growled as she dropped her other hand and grabbed my hard cock--rubbing and pulling on it. "You got a good one, Buddy, and I want it all...Okay? I'm hungry for a good fucking and I want you to take care of it. You gonna give it to me?"
I needed no prompting. I quickly pushed her on her back. She spread her voluptuous legs, as I pulled my pants off and fell between her thighs. If this was a dream, I damn sure was going to fuck her before I wake up. Fannie grunted loud when my cock sanked into her saturate pussy. My teeth chewed hard on her swollen nipples, as she tongued my ear deep and sloppy.
"Fuck me, my sweet niggah, fuck me hard!" she screamed, not worrying about who might be hearing us. "Hit me hard with that big strong cock of yours. Fuck me hard!"
I didn't have to worry whether or not I could handle all this Amazon woman. I was digging for gold--I was going crazy fucking Fannie. Her full rounded buttocks caused her pussy to sit high, right where I could attack it like a frenzied animal. I could feel the flesh of her ass quiver and shake as I began pounding her.
Fannie grunted and snorted as we fucked all over the floor of the porch. Sometimes she would anchor her feet on the wall or bannistor while I dug deep into her. I could feel her pussy's strong walls grip and bite at my thick shaft. Sometimes she would grip my cock so hard when she had an orgasm, I couldn't move. The best was yet to come with this Amazon. We moved around, involuntarily, until her head was hanging over the edge of the steps. She wrapped her strong legs tight around my waist, and began grinding into me hard and slow. She let out tight squeals and grunts as her body shuddered and her eyes rolled--and tears flowed down the side of her face. Then, her pelvis began thrusting hard up into me as she continued her hard grind.
"Damn you, Buddy. Damn you! I'm coming, baby! I'm coming hard...Shit!" She pounded the small of my back hard with the heels of her feet that were locked behind me. All this set me off. I began cumming--in a steady stream, while her muscles milked me continously--pulling it all out of me.
Time slipped by as I kissed her lips hungrily with my twitching cock still buried deep in her--feeling the rhythmic nursing of her muscles. I had no desire to pull out of her. I just wanted to lay there between the legs that were still wrapped tightly around me.
"Baby, you fucked me right...you took all I had to give you and gave me more than I expected from you," she whispered in my ears. "You made my love come down hard, and made me feel like I always dreamed of feeling. I needed that."
My cock was half hard, but heavy in her. She continually nursed it. I never in life had a fucking as good as she just gave me. I couldn't stop myself from making love to her huge breasts, and continue hunching into her pussy, slow and deep.
"I swear I don't want this night to end. You made me feel like no man has a right to feel. No woman has ever satisfied me like you just did." Our bodies were wet with sweat and delici- ously tired. We continued to kiss deeply and long.
"Buddy...baby?"
"Yes?"
"You want to fuck me some more?"
"Yes, I want more of you."
"And I want more of you. Let's go get in my bed. Nobody is home, and they won't be for a couple days...Okay" she said. "You could really fuck me as hard, and long as you want...any way you want. Okay?" she whispered into my ears. "I want you to do everything to me.
Fannie's bedroom was just off the hallway, next to the kitchen. The room smelled of furniture polish, and the first thing I saw was the large four posted bed. A large dressor was opposite the bed, taking up most of the wall, with the exception of the door to the bathroom. A long chest was sitting at the foot of the bed. A sofa chair was sitting at the wall on one side of the bed and a heavy chair on the other side, and side tables on either side of the big bed. All the furniture was mahogany and old, but expensive...still maintained their original beauty. The room reflected the personality and character of Fannie.
I watched the smooth movements of her behind as she moved about the room. Fannie placed a stack of records on the stereo setting on table in one corner of the room. Then she went to the kitchen and got two glasses and ice cubes.
I couldn't keep my eyes off her. I never seen a woman of her size and stature move like she did. Her ample legs were slightly bowed, which went well with her being a little pigeon toed. What really got my cock twitching, was the hairs on her sexy legs, and the mules she was wearing.
"Light up another joint, while I pour us another drink, Okay, baby?" I just nodded my head, and kept staring at this giant queen. "You just can't take your eyes off all this woman you just fucked the hell out of, can you, baby?"
"Damn, it'll take one hell of a man to work with all that you got," I said, a little above a serious whisper.
"Then you must be that one hell of a man...cause you sure showed you can take care of all this I got," Fannie responded as she went into the bathroom. "I'm going to take a shower to freshen up for you. Come join me, lover."
I didn't waste anytime. I was completely naked by the time I reached the bathroom--leaving a trail of clothing behind me. She had the shower going when I stepped in with her. Her wet body glistened with a beauty I never witnessed before. My hard cock was standing tall, but I didn't care. It had damn good reason to.
Fannie looked at it and smiled. "Man...all that fuckin' we did on your backporch, an' you're still hard!" She continued to look at it in wonder. "Don't worry, baby. Fannie will take care of all that."
We took our time soaping and washing each other. Before I realized what I was doing, I had pushed her back against the shower wall, and sank to my knees. Fannie didn't need any prompting, she spread her thighs and hunched her pelvis forward to receive the pleasure I was about to give her.
"Ohhh...baby! All this pussy is yours to do whatever you want to do to it," she whimpered--almost in tears.
I pushed my face up into the thick hairs of her soft fleshy mound, and came close to fainting when I tasted and smelled the strong scent of her sex. My hungry tongue parted her pussy lips, searching for the entrance to her garden of pleasure. Fannie let out a loud groan, and I felt her mound shudder with anticipation. I used my fingers to spread her lips wide, exposing her glisten- ing pussy.
My breath quickened, when I saw her large beautiful rosebud. It was already half way out of its sheath, begging to be caressed by my roaming tongue. I could hear Fannie breathing hard and feel the muscles in her stomach undulating as I touched her quivering rosebud with the tip of my tongue.
She let out a guttural cry and grabbed the back of my head, and pulled my face further into her stretched lips. Her pussy juice coerced its way into my nose and mouth. I lapped at it and swallowed without hesitation. My tongue was going crazy sucking her swollen worm--titillating and teasing it.
I couldn't stop myself. Sex came from me like blood from a wound. The brandy and smoke stoked the fires our passions while Fannie kindled the flames of my heart. Her guttural cry turned into a scream, and her whole body shook as she gave up an orgasm.
Fannie placing her hands on either side of my head and pulled me up to my feet. "Baby, I want you to be my man, my lover." She stared at me with a fiery hunger in her eyes. "I'm serious, baby. Please...will you?"
Before I could answer, she had dropped to her knees and sucked in my hard cock, and slowly began riding it. When I looked down at her and saw how her full lips were protruded and wrapped around my cock--I damn near passed out. I felt her tongue lap and dance fanatically over and around my thick shaft.
I could feel the knob of my cock enter her throat on each of her strokes. Then I felt my shaft ride her tongue as she took me completely--her swollen lips buried in my pubic hairs.
I couldn't help but to explode deep into her throat, feeling her gulp frenziedly. Her eyes bulged and she groaned noisely as she swallowed. She continued to stroke and suck me passionately--cleansing me.
Fannie stood up and kissed me deeply--mixing our juices as our tongues danced on each others. 'Damn right!' I said to my- self. 'Baby, I'll be your lover...and your man.'
She pulled me out of the shower and into her bedroom. We didn't bother to dry off. Fannie collapsed on the bed and spread her legs and yanked me down between her thighs. My hard cock found its own way into her drenched pussy, and sank to its full length until my balls squashed into her mound.
My hands grabbed both her breasts and crushed them together, and I sucked passionately on both her hardened nipples. Fannie whimpered and cried aloud, when I began stroking her. Each time, I damn near pulled out completely, before dropping heavy on the down strokes.
Her mouth slowly moved, but spoke no audible words as I embraced her--crushing her damp, sensuous body into mine. No words needed. Fannie pulled me tighter into her, relishing the weight that pressed her into the soft mattress. Spreading her thighs wider, she offered full admittance to her nest of heated lust.
Only the muffled sounds of the mattress revealed the force of the thrusts that spread the walls of her shuddering pussy. From the depths of her throat, a guttural sound emanated--reverberating off the walls, as I sank my thick cock to the base of her essence.
Slow, deliberate deep thrusts pushed tears from Fannie's sex blinded eyes--pouting her full lips, then spreading them into a lustful smile of gratification. At times, we matched the soulful beat of the blues--other times, we matched the throbbing pulse of our cravings. The flesh of her hips and buttocks shuddered with the impacts of the constant pounding of my powerful thrusts.
Fannie cried and blabbered until her voice was hoarse and husky. I turned her and fucked her while on her knees, then had her ride me like a horse. When I first entered Fannie, I didn't want out. I rolled her on her back again and began fucking her deep with a slow deliberate, and strained grind. She wrapped her strong legs around my body and locked her ankles together, and began a hard snapping, slaving milling up into me.
"Baby, I'm getting sore...but I don't give a damn!" she cried and sniffled. "You're too good to me. Keep fucking me like you're doin'. Damn...your cock is the best in the world!"
What she was doing to the head of my cock deep in her pussy, and the way her strong muscles was manipulating my shaft was something I never experienced before. Her nipples were sore from my sucking and biting, but she didn't complain--she enjoyed it more.
"Baby, I never been fucked so good...so complete before. You ruined me for any other man...I don't want another man," she prattled. "My pussy is yours any time...any place...anyway."
The more she talked, the harder I fucked her. The bed was bouncing so badly and making so much noise, I was afraid the bed wouldn't hold up. Our bodies were soaked in sweat, and tangled in the disarranged damp sheets. Our heads were lost somewhere deep within the pillows. We were in our world of extreme passion when we both were about to give up our treasures, and mix our precious juices, as our grunts and groans echoed off the walls of the bedroom.
Fannie released the embrace of her strong legs and flung them wildly out to the side, and rolled her pelvis hard up into me taking every inch of my hardened cock. I felt her buttocks tremble and her pussy quake and shudder, and bite down hard on my shaft as she gave up her last hard orgasm--an orgasm that spread her toes hard and wide. A guttural groan, like rolling thunder escaped my throat, as I released a powerful gush of my love juices deep in her.
"Shit, you can stop now, lover. I just can't take anymore. I'm worn out," she gasped. "You got all I can give...I'm whipped, baby."
Then Fannie drifted into a deep sleep.
I studied her sweat soaked figure stretched out on the bed--exhausted. She looked like the black sex goddess of my fantasies. I listened to the deep breathing of her well deserved sleep.
Not wanting to wake her, I took a hot shower and poured my- self another drink, then went out on her backporch and sat down on the glider. It took a little doing for me to get that far, as wobbly as my legs were. The night had took its toll on the both of us. I felt pussy whipped, but satisfied.
I rocked back and forth on the glider, reminiscing about Fannie and the blissful night we shared. Somehow I knew that this wasn't going to be a one night stand with her--but a beginning.
After a few hours sleeping on the glider, I awakened to find Fannie standing at the kitchen screendoor, looking at me. The nightlight behind her silhouetted her full framed body. She was the sexiest woman I ever seen. I was proud that I was able to dominate her sexually--to give her what she yearned for, and satisfy her as she satisfied me.
She opened the door and walked out on the porch and sat down beside me. I smiled when I saw that she wasn't walking too steady either. She leaned into me and crossed her legs, and gripped my hand.
"Baby, do you realize what you've done to me?" She laid her head on my shoulder. "You gave me something tonight that I thought I'd never experience...and I thank you."
I placed my arm around her and pulled her into me. I didn't talk for awhile, I just wanted to feel her closeness. She placed her hand flat on my chest and played with my curly hairs. I watched how she delicately she bounced her crossed leg, keeping time with the soft music from the bedroom.
I savored the fresh clean smell of her body. I knew she just got out of the shower. She had put on a blue babydoll
gown and a blue pair of heeled slippers. I was surprised that I was getting heavy just looking at her sexy legs, and the fine hairs on them. I rubbed her thigh with my open hand--enjoying the sensation of the touch.
"Fannie, you asked earlier if I would be your lover...and your man...," I whispered. "...do you still want me?"
She looked up at me, and in one quick movement she straddled me--seating her warm crotch flush into my lap, then placed my face between her full breasts. She bowed her head and placed her full lips against my ear.
"I meant every damn word I said, and I been praying since then that you would have me to be your woman," she whispered. "I'll always be good to you, and good for you. I'm a one man woman...you can count on that."
I knew then, that she was the woman I've been looking for--the woman for me.
I felt like I died and went to heaven. How could I'd over looked Fannie for all this time?
I couldn't see the tree for the forest.
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