Author's Note: This work of fiction features consensual sex with characters over the age of 18. Please enjoy!
It was late in the evening, and it had been a long time since I had hooked up with a woman. I was in desperate need for a relief. The dating apps weren’t giving me any matches that would be worth bragging about to my friends, but there was one woman that seemed interested in hooking up. Her name was Eve, and she was a heavy set black woman that seemed to know what she wanted.
I sent her my address via text message, and hopped in the shower as I waited for her to come. I was glad I didn’t have to take her out on a date, and spend exorbitant amounts of money just to have the chance to sleep with her. She was making things easy, well, sort of.
“I’m going to sit on your face,” she had sent to me, and I agreed to let it happen.
She was large, and I could tell from her pictures that her ass weight about as much as me. I didn’t care that she was just interested in making a fool of me, to degrade me like her little toy. I was thirsty for female companionship, and it didn’t matter what they wanted to do with me, or how they looked.
I only had to wait around for a few minutes after my shower before I got a text message from her telling me that she was outside. I greeted her at the door, and her size was still enough to surprise me. I knew she was a BBW, but in reality she was much larger than that. They call these types of women SSBBW, because they’re supersized, and her ass was something out of fiction.
“What’s up cutie?” She said as she walked past me. Her large ass couldn’t help but graze my hand that was resting near my hip.
“How are you?” I asked.
“I’m good now,” she said as she looked around my apartment, “I’ve been looking for a tiny white guy to sit on.” She was dead serious, but I couldn’t help but laugh a little at her phrasing.
“I’ve never done anything like this,” I said shyly. I was nervous, after all, her ass looked like I wouldn’t be able to escape once it was planted firmly on my face.
“Sit down here,” she said as she pointed at the floor. I realized that she wanted my back against the couch, and for me to rest the back of my head on the cushion of the couch.
“Alright,” I said as I got into position. My body started to shake, and my stomach started to turn from the mix of nervousness and excitement.
“You like black women?” She asked as she started to get undressed. It was hard to focus as I was being confronted with her floppy bits. She kept her shirt on, but her tits were so large they may as well have been set free as they were almost hanging out of her shirt entirely.
“Yeah,” I answered, “you’re my first, but I’ve always thought black women looked nice.” I was waiting for her to rest her massive ass on my face.
“Good,” she said, “I don’t really like fucking white guys. She said as she turned around and showed me her huge butt. It was full of dimples and it rippled like a wave with every step she took. “I just like to put guys like you in your place!”
I couldn’t even reply, because she sat her ass down on my face. She spread her cheeks wide, and my face was lodged between her cheeks. She was sweaty, and I could smell her strong odor as she covered my entire face. Her laughter indicated the level of respect she had for a pathetic man like me.
“Take your pants off.” She said as she lifted her hands from the couch. Her entire body weight was on my face.
I couldn’t see anything, but I unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them down over my ass. She laughed when she saw my hardening white cock.
“That’s why I don’t fuck white guys,” she said with a laughter that stung my ego, but didn’t affect my cock’s ability to maintain an erection. “Jerk off!” She said.
I stroked my cock as she slowly grinded her big ass on my face. She wasn’t even getting physical pleasure from the act. She truly was only interested in dominating, and humiliating me. It felt like she was trying to get some sort of revenge on me.
“Little cock,” she said, “what a damn shame! At least you’re good for one thing,” she said as she lifted her ass from my face. I took a huge breath, and stared at the ass that owned on me. “Do you know what you’re good for?”
“No.” I said.
“Being a fucking chair for a black queen!” She said as she dropped her entire weight on my face. It hurt, but it caused my cock to spring. My come started to shoot everywhere. I knew that it was landing in places that would be hard to clean.
“Done already?” She asked as if I had failed her. “Can’t even control that little cock for more than a few minutes.”
I could not reply. Her ass prevented me from speaking, and I was waiting for her to lift it up. She remained perched on my face as to remind me in my post orgasm daze that I was being sat on by a fat black woman.
“Fucking disgrace of a man!” She said as she finally stood up. “Say cheese!” She turned around and snapped a picture of my ass sweat covered face. “That’s one more pathetic little white man that knows his place!” She started to get dressed, and I could not summon the courage to move. I was ashamed of myself. “Buh bye!” She walked out the front door.
“What the fuck?” I said to myself when she left. I felt a great shame, a realization that she had just used me for entertainment, but not of the sexual variety. To her, I was like a trophy that she had successfully bagged while hunting.
My phone rang, and I looked at it to find the picture that she had just taken. It was only a picture of my face, but it was probably the most embarrassing looking photo of my entire life.
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