I spun her toward the bed. She stumbled forward with a needy whimper, those heavy tits swinging like pendulums. One hard shove between her shoulder blades and she collapsed face-down, ass up, back arched so deep her spine looked ready to snap. Those white pants were still clinging to her thick thighs, soaked dark at the crotch from her juices and the precum I'd smeared all over her earlier.
I climbed up behind her slow, letting her feel the mattress dip under my weight. My cock was dripping, angry red, veins pulsing. I slapped it down right on that trapped ass again, heavy and wet, and just rested it there for a second. The heat coming off her was insane.
"God, I've wanted to destroy this fat fucking ass for months," I growled, digging my fingers into her hips hard enough to leave marks. "Every time you bent over that counter I pictured splitting you open, making you limp out of the store with my cum running down your legs."
She moaned into the sheets, pushing back like a bitch in heat. "Then do it… please… I'm dripping for you… I can't take it anymore…"
I smirked. Not yet.
I started grinding, slow at first, dragging my bare cock up and down the crease of her ass through what was left of those ruined pants. The fabric was so thin and soaked it might as well not even be there. Every slide made that fat ass ripple, made her whimper louder. I could feel her pussy throbbing through the layers, begging.
I leaned over her, chest to her back, and bit the shell of her ear. "You don't get this dick until you're crying for it."
She tried to buck back, desperate, but I locked my hands on her hips and forced her to stay still.
"Stay right there," I growled.
I hooked my fingers into the waistband of those soaked white pants and dragged them down in one rough pull. They peeled off her fat ass like a second skin, sliding over those thick thighs until they bunched around her knees. She kicked them off the rest of the way, frantic, and now there was only that pathetic red thong left, swallowed completely between her cheeks and plastered to her pussy with her own juices.
I didn't even bother being gentle. Grabbed the thin strings on both hips and snapped them like thread. Rip. Rip. The shredded lace fluttered to the floor.
Now she was completely naked. Nothing left. Just miles of smooth skin, that perfect jiggling ass, and her dripping pussy shining under the dim light.
I spread her cheeks wide open with both hands, exposing everything: swollen lips, tight little asshole, all of it glistening and begging.
"Fuck… look at you," I muttered, voice thick. "Not a single thing hiding this body anymore."
I spat, once, twice, right on her exposed asshole. Watched it clench and glisten. Then I pressed the fat head of my cock there, just the tip, circling slow, painting her tight ring with spit and precum. Not pushing in. Never pushing in. Just teasing that virgin hole until her whole body started shaking.
"Fuck… fuck… right there…" she sobbed, trying to rock back onto me.
I pulled away instantly. Slapped her ass so hard the cheek turned red and jiggled for days.
"Bad girl. You stay still."
Down I went again, dragging my cock lower, sliding it between her swollen pussy lips. Up and down, up and down, coating every inch of me in her slick. Every time I passed her entrance I let the head nudge in, just half an inch, just enough for her walls to flutter and try to suck me deeper, then I pulled out again. Over and over and over.
She was literally crying now, tears soaking the pillow, voice wrecked.
"Please… I'll do anything… just fuck me…"
I ignored her. Grabbed both cheeks and spread her so wide her holes gaped. Spat again, this time right on her pussy, watched it drip down her clit. Then I took my cock and slapped it against her, heavy, wet smacks, right on her swollen clit, then up to her asshole, then back down. Again. Again. Again.
Her thighs were trembling so hard the bed was shaking.
I leaned down, pressed my lips to her ear again.
"Tell me what you are."
"Your slut…" she sobbed instantly. "Your dirty fucking slut… please…"
I rewarded her with one slow thrust, just the head popping into her pussy, stretching her open, then out again. She screamed into the pillow.
Another thrust. Deeper this time. Three inches. Held it there. Let her feel how thick I was. Her walls clamped down so hard I almost lost it.
Then out again.
I did that for what felt like forever. Slow, cruel, shallow pumps, never giving her more than half my length, never letting her adjust. Every time she tried to fuck herself back on me I pulled out completely and made her beg again.
I slid up and pressed against her asshole again, same game. Just the head kissing that tight ring, circling, pushing until she panicked and relaxed, then backing off. Her hole was fluttering like crazy now, winking every time I teased it.
I kept switching, pussy, ass, pussy, ass, never letting her know which one was getting attention next. She was a mess, drooling, babbling, tears everywhere, hips jerking helplessly.
I finally grabbed both tits from underneath, yanked her up so her back was against my chest, ass still impaled on nothing but air. My cock slid between her thighs now, hotdogging her soaked lips, the head poking out the front with every thrust. I mauled her tits, pinching her nipples so hard she screamed, then soothing them with soft circles, over and over until she couldn't tell pain from pleasure.
"Look at you," I growled into her neck, biting down hard enough to bruise. "Big-titted convenience store MILF turned into my personal fucktoy. Bet every guy who buys a Coke from you tomorrow is gonna smell my cum on you."
She came just from the words, no warning, body seizing, pussy gushing all over my cock and thighs. I didn't stop moving, just kept sliding through her spasming lips, dragging the orgasm out until she was sobbing from overstimulation.
When she finally went limp I let her fall forward again, face-down, ass-up, shaking like a leaf.
I straddled her thighs, pressed my cock flat between her ass cheeks again, and started humping slow and filthy. Skin on skin now, no fabric left in the way. Just me sliding through that perfect valley, the head kissing her lower back on every upstroke, smearing precum everywhere.
I leaned down, voice low and dangerous.
"I'm gonna paint this fat ass white. Then, when you're dripping with it, maybe, maybe, I'll let you have the real thing."
She could only whimper.
I sped up, thrusting between her cheeks like I was fucking her for real, balls slapping her pussy with every stroke. Faster. Harder. The room filled with the wet sound of our bodies and her broken moans.
I was close. So fucking close.
Right as my balls tightened I pulled back, aimed, and exploded.
Thick ropes shot across her ass, her lower back, some hitting as far as her hair. I milked every drop, groaning like an animal, watching my cum stripe that perfect MILF body over and over.
When I was finally done I collapsed beside her, breathing hard. She stayed exactly where she was, ass up, painted white, trembling, pussy still clenching around nothing.
I reached over, gave her ass one last possessive slap.
"Good girl."
Harem Aura pulsed so hard I swear the room glowed for a second.
This was just round one. I still hadn't even put it inside her yet.