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My Big Mouth 

     by Cactus Juggler (c) 1999 

      I don't know why I even said it. I was out with my only black friend, Yolanda, when it happened. You see, I was always been really skinny. And Yolanda was anything but skinny. She was a little heavy, but in a sexy voluptuous way. Especially her bottom, it was huge and *so* round. I knew men loved it, in fact I was more than just jealous of her. I sometimes ogled her big butt myself. In my jealousy I'd taken to sometimes intimating to her that her ass was too big. She didn't know that I actually loved the sight of her big butt, even as I made the odd weight comment. 

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      The evening started with a phone call from Yolanda. 

      "Derick just dumped me." She told me, her voice cracking a little. 

      Derick was Yolanda's longtime boyfriend. 

      "Oh my god. What happened?" I asked. 

      "I don't know, he just dumped me!" She said. 

      It was obvious she was upset. She needed some cheering up. 

      "Yolanda, let's go out drinking. Come on over and tell me all about what happened." I suggested. 

      "Okay, I probably shouldn't just sit at home like this." 

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      Drinking in the bars, she seemed to be cheering up. She flirted with lots of guys, she drank, and she was actually pretty upbeat. But back at my apartment she started to mope about Derick again. 

      "Don't worry Yolanda. It's not like you'll have any trouble finding a replacement for him. Guys were all over you at the bar tonight." I reassured her. 

      "That's true I guess. When you've got curves like these," She said, turning to half-profile and gesturing at her hips "it's easy to attract a man. I'm sure you can find a man too though." She said, slightly apologetically. 

      What? I wasn't even looking for a boyfriend then. As much as I believed her to be right, it was a really rude thing to say. I was pretty drunk, and my temper flared. 

      "I don't know Yolanda. Men like curves, but not balloons. Maybe Derick left you because you're ass is getting to be the size of Texas." I said nastily. 

      Yolanda was not happy. In an instant she was right in my face. 

      "What did you say?" She shouted at me. 

      "I said, maybe he left you because your-ass-is-so-big!" I replied, emphasizing each word and laughing at my own humor. 

      She was really angry. She slapped me in the face so hard my head whipped to the side. "Shut up!" She yelled at me. 

      "Yolanda, I-I'm sorry. I didn't mean anything by it. I mean, it's not your fault anyway, most black women have big asses." I said to her, trying to apologize through my alcoholic stupor. 

      My accidental comment about black women just made her even madder, and she charged at me, knocking me to the floor. I struggled with her as we rolled around on the floor, but she was bigger and stronger than I was. Soon I found myself trapped, she had her legs locked around my midsection as she pummeled my back and side with her hands. Lying on her side she had me pinned between her big thighs, my face towards the floor. 

      I couldn't believe how strong she was. I was in terrible pain and I couldn't breathe as she clamped her thighs down on me. She kept squeezing down on me, thrashing me around like a rag doll in the process. I kept trying to get away, but it was hopeless, she was too strong and I was too drunk. Grabbing my hair she began smashing my head into the floor. "How's that feel, cunt? You little racist cunt. I oughta kill your skinny white ass." She yelled at me as she dished out the punishment. 

      I couldn't even think, it was all happening so fast. I was gasping for air, and in so much pain. She just kept pounding my head against the floor, and it hurt so bad. I grabbed at her hands, trying to stop her. Grabbing my arms by my wrists she easily held my arms up over head as she continued to squeeze the life out of me. She just squeezed and squeezed, and I started to see stars. As I began to go limp in her grasp she let me loose, pushing me away and over onto my back. 

      I was hardly aware of my surroundings as she got up on her knees next to me. I was totally beaten and completely afraid of her. She smiled an evil little smile at me as I lay gasping. 

      "If you're so interested in my ass," Yolanda began as she turned towards my feet and moved over me, "why don't you get a good close look at it." She told me and I found myself looking up into her skirt at her huge pantied ass as she lowered it onto my face. 

      My nose was pressed right up into her crack as my whole face just disappeared into the soft warmth of her ample buttocks. As she settled down onto me, I had only a moment to smell the aroma of her sweaty ass-crack before her weight cut off my breath entirely. 

      "How do you like that, bitch? *I* like it. I'm just gonna rub this big black booty in your face and there's nothing you can do about it." She laughed. 

      I felt a strange wiggling in her as she ground her ass in my face and it took me a moment to realize that she was masturbating! She was rubbing herself while she sat there on my face! I smothered in her ass for what seemed like an eternity before she lifted up off my face for a moment, letting me gasp for air. She only let me breathe for a few seconds, and then she sat down on my face again. 

      "What do you think about my ass now, cunt?" She asked me, gloating. "Do you like the way it feels?" I felt her contracting her ass muscles, strong enough to squeeze my face between her cheeks. "And the way it smells!" She laughed. For a while I could feel her massive ass-cheeks shaking on my face as she just laughed and laughed. I was so humiliated. 

      Once more I could feel her frigging herself as I started to see flashes of light in my closed eyes. Before I could pass out, she lifted up off me once again. As I gasped for air again, I could see her hand rubbing quickly in her panties above me. 

      "You know, I like you a lot better like this, with your mouth shut. A racist piece of shit like you doesn't deserve to speak." She said as she touched herself. 

      Before I could begin to catch my breath I watched helplessly as Yolanda bent forward and lowered her crotch onto my face. I could feel her wetness through her cotton panties. I was immersed in the smell of her sex as she began to rhythmically rub her crotch on my face. My nose was being pressed right up into her soft mound, her weight trapping me in warm prison of her squishy mound. 

      "You know, I *do* like this. But I know what would make this even better." She said as she climbed off my face. 

      "No more games now, Donna. You stupid little white cunt. It's time for you to apologize with your tongue. Now you get the real thing." Yolanda said as she pulled down her panties and kicked them off. 

      I rolled onto my side as I tried desperately to breathe, to move, to yell for help, anything. I managed to put my arms up as she moved over me, but it was no use. Straddling me, Yolanda easily rolled me over onto my back once more. Sitting on my stomach she forced my arms down to the ground above my head. Moving herself forward she trapped my arms beside my head with her legs as she positioned her knees on either side of me. I found myself looking up at her naked pussy as it moved closer and closer. I watched helpless as she scooted a little bit further and then as her pussy descended onto my face. My mouth and nose became wet with her juices and she mashed her hairy cunt onto my face, settling her whole weight down on me. 

      "Lick it! Lick it if you ever want to breathe again!" She yelled at me. I was so weak, there was nothing I could do. I had no choice, I had to do it. Timidly I extended my tongue ever so slightly into her wetness. I felt her quiver as I stuck my tongue a little farther into her and began to lick. I was so disgusted, but I had to have air. As I began licking her, Yolanda let up slightly so I could breathe while I worked. Once I was able to gasp for air once more, I stopped licking. My mouth was full of the taste of her. When she felt me stop, Yolanda sat back down on my face again. 

      "Don't stop now, you little cunt!" She ordered me harshly. 

      I began to lick again and once more she lifted up slightly. As she allowed me to breathe I licked her in earnest, amazed at how wet and sloppy her cunt was. My tongue found her throbbing clitoris and I felt her hands in my hair, pulling my face up hard into her sex. I diddled her clit faster and faster with my tongue until I heard her breathing grow ragged and felt her start to quiver. Working even harder at her clit I felt her spasm as she came again and again. Releasing my hair she let me breathe again, and I stopped licking to regain my breath. 

      "I didn't say you could stop!" She yelled, slapping me viciously. 

      I quickly went back to licking and slurping at her sex. Settling back over my face, just barely allowing me to breathe, Yolanda relaxed and enjoyed my labor for a moment while she regained her own breath, recovering from her orgasms. 

      "How does it feel to be licking my *black* cunt? You like it don't you?" She laughed at me. 

      I was so humiliated by what she said, but for some reason it turned me on too. I didn't realize she wanted me to answer though, and my head exploded with pain as she smacked me viciously with her open hand. 

      "I said, you like it, don't you?" She repeated nastily. 

      I managed to mumble "Yes." into her sex as I kept lapping at her, having learnt my lesson. 

      "In fact, you probably want to lick my big black ass, too, don't you?" She said. 

      "No, please don't make do that Yolanda." 

      "Shut up cunt, you're going to lick my sweaty ass and like it too!" 

      I was too weak to even try to fight this time as she climbed off of me and turned around. Lifting her skirt, she lowered her bare sweaty ass onto my face! Spreading her cheeks with both hands, she pressed her anus to my lips. Yolanda let her skirt settle down over me as she wiggled her big ass in my face. 

      "Lick!" She shouted. 

      Smothering in her soft ass, I had no choice. I wasn't able to think at all anymore. Yolanda had reduced me to a simple brainless organism, thoughtless, trying only to survive. Licking her, I did what she wanted, and she rewarded me by allowing me to breathe. She began to laugh as I lapped at her rear. 

      "This is way too easy. Do you like this racist? I think you actually like licking my ass! You're so pathetic. Stupid cunt." Yolanda laughed, suddenly climbing off of me. 

      I just lay there crying, and trying to regain my breath, as Yolanda pulled on her panties. 

      "Good night, cunt. Remember, that's my superior *black* ass you taste in your pathetic little white mouth. Ha!" Yolanda laughed at me, satisfied my humiliation was complete. 

      She left, and I lay there on the floor for a long time before cleaning myself up and going to bed. Laying in my bed, I found myself thinking about what she had done to me while I masturbated. I was humiliated, but horny too. I just couldn't help it. Was she right about me? Did I actually like her abuse? 

      . . . . . . . . . 

      When I awoke in my apartment, I immediately remembered what Yolanda had done to me. How she had dominated me. Once again I found myself masturbating at the odd excitement I felt as I remembered it. I thought about licking her big black ass as I brought myself to orgasm. 

      I lay in bed for a long time, and it was already midday when I finally got up. I showered and got dressed, then set about to making some lunch when the doorbell rang. Not even thinking about who it might be, I opened it and there stood Yolanda wearing skin-tight stretch pants and a tight shirt. I was so embarrassed to see her after what she had done to me. I quickly tried to shut the door, but she just pushed her way inside, swaggering proudly. 

      "Good morning, Donna." Yolanda said, smiling. 

      "Uhhh....Yolanda...." I began, so embarrassed I couldn't even speak. 

      She smiled, relishing my obvious shame. 

      "Shhhh. I know what you want Donna. I was angry last night, but I think I can learn to enjoy this." She told me. 

      I watched in shock as she turned around and peeled her pants down exposing her bare ass! 

      "Go on. I know you want it." She suggested, smiling at me over her shoulder. 

      I couldn't believe it, she expected me to lick her ass! I just stood there transfixed as she moved closer to me. Backing up until her ass was only a foot away from me, she took my hand guided it to her ass cheek. Soon she had me softly kneading her big ass with both hands. For some reason I found myself really turned on as I played with her huge behind. And then I felt her hand on my shoulder, pushing me down. I got to my knees and her big ass was right in front of my face. Helpless to fight the perverted urges raging through me I moved my mouth to her behind. Kissing, licking and sucking, I worshiped her ass like she wanted me to. Twisting my hair around her fingers, she roughly forced mouth to her anus. While she rubbed her ass back in my face I licked her asshole, and once more I was disgusted and humiliated by my own perverted urges. 

      "That's it, you pathetic little cunt. Lick my ass, lick it good. You're my little white ass-licking slave girl, aren't you? How does it feel to be under the control of a black woman? You like it, don't you? It makes your little white pussy wet just thinking about my big, beautiful, black body doesn't it?" She asked me as she held my face in her ass. 

      Holding my head by my hair she turned around and tilted my head up to face her. 

      "You want to be my slave, don't you?" She told me. 

      She was right. It was a degrading realization, the realization that I loved obeying her commands. That I wanted her to degrade me more. Kneeling there with my former friend's half-naked body in front of me time slowed down and I had a moment of astonishing clarity. With total certainty I knew that I would serve her in any way she desired, the more humiliating the better. 

      "Yes please. Let me serve you mistress." 

      "I thought so! Show me. Beg to lick my hot black cunt." She ordered as she stepped fully out of her pants and panties. 

      "Please Mistress Yolanda, let me lick your cunt." I managed, totally humiliated but overjoyed at this bizarre twist in my life. 

      "That's it you little white slave. Get to work. Please your mistress." She commanded as she stepped forward, mashing her sex in my face. 

      I gave myself to her pussy, slurping with total abandon at her hairy snatch. She petted my head like I was a faithful pet as I worshiped her on my knees. 

      "Maybe I won't have to find a new boyfriend for a while now. I think I'll just use your slutty little mouth instead. My little own little white slave girl sucking my cunt every day, that sounds pretty nice." She told me as I lost myself in licking her engorged mound. 

      She continued to gloat about the situation until her voice became hoarse and choppy with her moans of pleasure. Soon Yolanda was clutching my face tightly into her wet crotch as she came, yanking my head so violently that I saw stars. When she finally pushed me away, evidence of what she'd made me do was all over my face. 

      She sat down, still half-naked, on my couch and picked up my cordless phone. At her direction I knelt in front of her and began to softly lap at her cunt while she dialed the phone. 

      "Lashondra? Girl, you are not going to believe what I've got here. I got me a little white slave girl who likes to suck black pussy! You want a piece of her? For real. Listen." Yolanda said into the phone and I couldn't believe she was telling someone else about this! 

      "Say what you're doing. Tell my friend what you're doing right now." She told me, and then cuffed me across the temple. 

      "I-I'm licking her pussy." I said quickly. 

      "Hear that? That's right, she's a skinny little white girl. You coming or what? Ha ha ha! I knew it." Yolanda laughed, and then she gave her friend my address and hung up. 

      "That was Lashondra. She's an old friend of mine from school. Your going to like her. She's really into the whole black power scene. Oh yeah we're going to have some fun!" She laughed at me. 

      "Yolanda. You can't–I won't–I mean," I muttered, agitated until she reached down and just mashed my face back into her sex. 

      "Shut up cunt. You're going to do what I say and you're going to like it. Now use that worthless white tongue of yours to make your mistress happy." 

      This was going to far, and I knew it. But my perversion drove me and I just knelt there sucking her big black cunt while I wondered what Lashondra was going to do to me. In spite of my fear, I found myself turned on by the question. 

      How did my life get turned upside down like this? 

      


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