Her Big Hands, His Big Dick

A 7ft tall pawg sits by the bar. She is beautiful. Perfect breast to ass ratio. Men are scared. Aaron walks in. He is 5'9" with an 8 inch bbc. He sits by her and sparks conversation. She laughs at a joke and throws her hands up & down. When her hand lands, it is right on his dick. She feels how big it is and asks him to leave with her.

The Double Decker was packed as usual, but tonight, everyone's eyes were glued to the bar stool by the far end. A mountain of a woman, all curves and laughs, nursed a whiskey. She was a pawg, a term that didn't do her justice. *Every* inch of her was a symphony of flesh. Her breasts, full and firm, pressed against her low-cut top, while her ass spilled over the stool, a testament to her perfect breast-to-ass ratio. Her beauty was unstoppable, but men were scared shitless, too intimidated to approach. They knew she was a category 5, but nobody wanted to get blown away. Aaron pushed through the crowd, his eyes locked onto her. He was 5'9", but what he lacked in height, he made up for in girth. His dick, an eight-inch beast, was currently straining against his zipper. He perched on the stool next to her, feeling the heat radiating from her body. "What's a gorgeous woman like you doing in a place like this?" he asked, his voice low and confident. Her laugh was like music, deep and sultry. She threw her hands up, palms open, and let out a roar of laughter. When her right hand landed, it was right on his cock. She felt the hard length, and her eyes widened. She bit her lip, smirking as she pulled in a breath. He noticed the wicked gleam in her eyes and the small, satisfied smile playing on her lips. She looked at him, her gaze unafraid. He met her stare dead on, unblinking. He kept his voice low. "Want to grab a drink at the place I'm staying at?" She leaned in, her voice a husky purr. "I want more than a drink, handsome. What's your name?" His eyebrows raised, but he didn't break his composure. "I'm Aaron. You?" She smirked. "I'm Ava. Let's get out of here, big guy."

More explicit: Aaron pays for the drink and orders and Uber Black. They get after 1 more shot. In the backseat, Ava unbuttons his pants. She kisses him and then whispers, "Shhhh. No gag zone!" She eats his dick like a monster. He can do nothing but grab the tops of the backseat headrests. She is twisting, turning, going up and down. Slamming her face in his crotch. He grabs her head with both hands pushes down forcefully. Still no gagging sound.

Aaron throws some cash on the bar, more than enough to cover their drinks and a hefty tip. He doesn't bother waiting for change. Ava downs her shot in one smooth gulp, her throat working deliciously as she swallows. She licks her lips, her eyes never leaving his. He orders an Uber, his heart pounding in his chest. They step outside, the cool night air doing little to dampen the heat between them. The car arrives swiftly, and they slide into the backseat, the leather seat cool against their skin. Ava wastes no time. She turns to him, her hands already working at his belt. He watches, his breath hitching as she flicks open the button and slowly pulls down his zipper. His cock springs free, thick and hard, already leaking precum. She looks up at him, a wicked smile playing on her lips. "Shhhh," she whispers, her voice a husky purr. "No gag zone!" He grunts, a mix of surprise and lust, as she takes him into her mouth. She doesn't tease or tantalize; she devours him like a starving woman. Her head bobs up and down, her lips creating a tight seal around his shaft. She twists her head, her tongue swirling around the sensitive underside. He can do nothing but grab the tops of the backseat headrests, his knuckles white with the effort of holding back. Her pacequickens, her head moving faster, her mouth taking him deeper. She slams her face into his crotch, her nose pressing against his pubic bone. He groans, his hips bucking slightly. He grabs her head with both hands, pushing down forcefully. Still, no gagging sound escapes her. Instead, she moans, the vibration sending shockwaves of pleasure through his body. The driver glances back, his eyes widening at the sight, but Aaron doesn't give a fuck. He's too lost in the sensation of Ava's mouth, her tongue, her lips, her teeth—all working in perfect harmony to drive him wild.

More explicit: They get to his place. As soon as they shut the front door, they rip their clothes off each other while kissing. Once naked, she picks him up off the ground and pins him to the wall. She grabs his dick, puts it in her mouth. His eyes widen. She continues to eat his cock against the wall. He moans loud. She turns around and places him on the edge of the bed. "Get ready to cum, Little Man." She says. She gets on her knees and devours him. He screams in pleasure.

The Uber pulls up to Aaron's apartment. He tosses some bills at the driver, telling him to keep the change, then drags Ava out of the car. The moment the front door slams shut behind them, they're all over each other. Clothes fly in every direction, buttons popping, zippers tearing, all while their mouths clash in a fierce, hungry kiss. Aaron's shirt is the first to go, followed by Ava's top. Her bra is unhooked with a swift flick of his fingers, freeing her massive tits. Aaron's pants and boxers are pushed down, his cock springing free, already hard and leaking. Ava's skirt and panties are the last to go, leaving them both naked, their bodies pressing against each other. Ava's strength is surprising, her muscles rippling as she lifts Aaron off the ground. She pins him against the wall, his back slamming into the cool surface. She grabs his cock, her fingers wrapping around the thick shaft, and without hesitation, she takes him into her mouth. His eyes widen, his breath hitching as she bobs her head, her lips sliding down his length. He moans loud, the sound filled with raw, primal lust. Ava pulls back, a string of saliva connecting her mouth to his cock. She spins around, her massive ass pressing against his hips as she lowers him onto the edge of the bed. She turns to him, her eyes gleaming with lust and dominance. "Get ready to cum, Little Man," she purrs, her voice a husky growl. She sinks to her knees, her hands gripping his thighs as she takes him into her mouth once more. She devours him, her head bobbing up and down, her tongue swirling around his shaft. She takes him deeper, her nose pressing against his pubic bone, her throat constricting around his tip. He screams in pleasure, his hands fisting in her hair, holding her in place as she chokes on his cock. She gags, tears streaming down her face, but she doesn't stop. She takes him deeper, her throat relaxing, allowing him to fuck her face with wild abandon.

More explicit: She comes up for air surprised. "Usually, the come by now" she says. He looks at her and asks, "Well, can I fuck your face?". She takes it as a challenge. "I bet I can make you cum in 1 minutes!" she proclaims. He grabs her by the back of the head and stands up. She sets up on her knees, sturdy and ready. He grabs her messy hair with both hands. She is about to say something & without warning he treats her face like a sex toy.

"You want to bet, huh?" Aaron growls, his voice thick with lust and dominance. He doesn't give her a chance to respond, instead, he thrusts his hips forward, his cock slamming into the back of her throat. "Mmmph!" Ava's muffled cry vibrates against his shaft, but she doesn't pull back. Instead, she takes it as a challenge, her eyes watering as she looks up at him, defiance burning in her gaze. Aaron grunts, his hands tightening in her hair. He sets a brutal pace, fucking her face with long, deep strokes. Her lips stretch wide around his girth, saliva dripping down her chin, mixing with the tears streaming from her eyes. She gags, her body convulsing, but she doesn't stop. She takes it all, her throat relaxing, accommodating his size. Aaron looks down at her, his chest heaving with exertion. "One minute, huh?" he pants, his voice a low growl. "Let's see how long you can last." He increases his pace, his hips slamming against her face, his balls slapping against her chin. The sound of their fucking fills the room, raw and primal. Ava's nails dig into his thighs, her body trembling with the effort of taking his cock. She looks up at him, her eyes filled with lust and challenge, a silent dare to make her cum before he does. Aaron's breath comes in ragged gasps, his body tense as he fights his impending orgasm. He can feel the pressure building in his balls, the tingling sensation at the base of his spine. He looks down at Ava, her face a mess of tears, saliva, and snot, and he feels a savage satisfaction. She's taking it all, every inch of him, and she's loving it. He's dominating her, using her for his pleasure, and she's enjoying every second of it. He's close. Nearby, he keeps the pose. Yet he doesn't want to cum yet. He wants to prove her wrong. Maybe, just maybe, she can take all he has to give. He leans forward, his hands pressing against the back of her head, pushing her down further. "Take it, you little slut," he grunts, his voice a low growl. "Take it all."

Most explicit: She under hooks his thighs and brings him in closer. She's sucking as hard as she can. He's fucking as hard as he can. The both look at the clock as 5 seconds are left. They go hard. The clock shows 1 minute. He continues face fucking her as she stops and just takes it. He cums hard all over her face. She looks up and says "That's never happened before! Again." He tries to run, but she drags him back.

He stares at the clock, his hips pounding relentlessly against her face. Ava, her lips stretched obscenely around his cock, her cheeks hollowed out as she sucks with every ounce of strength she has. The room is filled with the wet, slapping sounds of their fucking, their grunts and moans blending into a symphony of raw, carnal lust. His grip on her hair is brutal, but she meets his ferocity with her own, her nails digging into the backs of his thighs, pulling him deeper into her throat. The clock ticks down, the final seconds stretching out like an eternity. Ava's eyes water, her vision blurring, but she doesn't stop. She takes him deeper, her throat constricting around his shaft, milking him for all he's worth. Aaron's breath comes in ragged gasps, his body tensed, every muscle coiled tight as he fights the urge to cum. The clock strikes zero. Aaron lets out a primal roar, his hips slamming forward one last time as he cums, his cock pulsing, spilling his hot load all over her face. Ava, her eyes wide with shock, takes it all, her tongue lapping at his shaft, cleaning him, begging for more. His cum drips down her chin, mixing with her tears and saliva, creating a obscene mask of their fucking. She looks up at him, her eyes gleaming with triumph and lust. "That's never happened before," she purrs, her voice husky and thick with desire. He starts to pull back, but she's quick, her hands gripping his thighs, her nails digging into his flesh, pulling him back to her. "Again," she demands, her voice leaving no room for argument. He looks at her, his chest heaving, his body already responding to her command. She licks her lips, her tongue tracing the lines of his cum on her face, her eyes never leaving his as she waits for his next move.