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    ââ,¬Å"Well, time to visit family againââ,¬Â, he thought. His request for time-off was approved and he completed all his tasks and cleared his schedule for the week he would be away. He consumed most of what was in the refrigerator throughout the week and whatever else left over which was perishable, ended up in the trash. He packed all his toiletries, a weekââ,¬â,,¢s worth of clothing, and a few gifts he thoughtfully purchased for family members. After loading up his vehicle in the garage, he performed a pre-trip inspection on his reliable rugged truck. The gas tank was full, all four tires reflected appropriate PSI pressure, and he just had an oil change and all the fluids topped off the day before. Driving glasses on, cell phone charged, he was ready to commence his five and a half hour trip, safely.

    He already made the decision to take the back roads for the majority of the trip instead of staying on the major highways. This would save him precious time as he would avoid sporadic traffic jams due to major construction sites along the way. As he navigated through remnant rush hour traffic on a Friday evening on the interstate, he reached his exit. ââ,¬Å"This state road will get me across the state in about two and a half hoursââ,¬Â, he confidently exclaimed, as he had taken this route numerous times before.

    Once on the correct path, the scenery began to change. The eight lane street reduced to four, and there were less buildings and businesses and more trees and open fields visible. He had left the city limits. Taking a gulp of cold water from the bottle he brought from home, he settled in his seat, turned on the radio, and set his cruise control to 5 mph over the speed limit, as the road was now completely open and free of congested traffic. With low, soft music playing and clear roads ahead, he simply enjoyed the scenery around him as time would pass him by.

    An hour into his journey, the sun finally set. He turned his headlights on and dimmed his dashboard lights. Up ahead he observed dark skies, darker than usual. ââ,¬Å"There must be a storm up aheadââ,¬Â, he thought to himself, as that kind of darkness does not occur until later on in the night. Twenty miles later, he confirmed his suspicion. He could literally see where the rain began, like a curtain, and proceeded to drive right into it. Sitting upright from his relaxed position and disengaging the cruise control, he gripped the steering wheel with both hands for added control and directed all his attention to the road.

    Of all the preparations he made for the trip, he omitted checking the weather report for where he would be driving. He quickly realized that he was caught in a typical summer thunderstorm with torrential rain. The falling rain was furious and was blowing sideways, making very loud noise as it splashed against the top of the truck and all the windows. Lightning and thunder flashed and rumbled the skies all around him. The speed limit was 70 mph, but he reduced his speed to only 50 mph as visibility decreased and driving conditions deteriorated significantly. He tried to pierce the rain with high beams and powerful aftermarket auxiliary lights, attempting to improve visibility, but to no avail -- the rain was thick, the wind relentless, and the skies eminently dark. He came to the chilling realization he was the only one on the road.

    There was an instance where he thought of pulling over the side of the road and waiting for the storm to pass, but, heââ,¬â,,¢s a man, in a truck, and with brand new tires. No, he would continue to drive and make progress despite the driving conditions; he was brave. The small towns he passed along the way had all their lights off and were closed for the night. Even the gasoline stations were closed. ââ,¬Å"Damn, how many miles is this storm coveringââ,¬Â he said out loud. He had been driving in it for forty five minutes now and it didnââ,¬â,,¢t seem to be letting up any. Shortly after that thought, the truck hit a patch of standing water. Although he was only traveling at 50 mph, it was enough to send his truck hydroplaning. An indicator light turned on from his dashboard and he heard an audible chime when he felt his truck begin to regulate the throttle as it detected unstable terrain; it was the ATC, or Automatic Traction Control, trying to regain control of tire spin. But no luck, the truck began to veer off the pavement. Instinctively, he tried to counter steer to avoid going off the road, but it was helpless. The constant heavy rain and what was already on the pavement provided no traction whatsoever. The truck slid off the pavement and into a declined slope where he hit a patch of trees. The truck stalled as it came to a rest, however the impact wasnââ,¬â,,¢t severe. Upon inspecting the exterior of his truck, the only visible damage was to the right front quarter panel and a busted headlight. ââ,¬Å"This can easily be repaired by a body shopââ,¬Â, he thought. Everything under the hood was undamaged so he felt relieved knowing he can simply start driving again. With the muddy soil however, he would have to engage the 4x4 traction to make it out.

    Drenched from head to toe from the still pouring rain, he made it back into the driverââ,¬â,,¢s seat and went to turn his truck back on. All his indicator lights turned on as usual but the engine would not crank over. It didnââ,¬â,,¢t make a clicking sound typical with a weak battery or inoperable alternator; in fact, it didnââ,¬â,,¢t make a sound at all. ââ,¬Å"Huh, thatââ,¬â,,¢s weird; everything under the hood was safe from the impactââ,¬Â he mumbled to himself, ââ,¬Å"why wonââ,¬â,,¢t you start?ââ,¬Â He tried turning the key a few more times and still nothing happened. His vehicle had become disabled and there was nothing he could think of to remedy the situation. ââ,¬Å"Fine, Iââ,¬â,,¢ll just have to call roadside assistanceââ,¬Â, but when he opened his flip top phone to make the call, the LCD screen showed no signal. He was stuck on a deserted road, in a remote location, in the middle of a still raging thunderstorm, and with no means of calling for help. The only thing he could do was wait for a passing car, flag it down, and hope that it would stop to help.

    After sitting on the side of the road for nearly an hour, he finally saw a gleam of light far far away; it was headed his way. The ominous light grew bigger and stronger as it neared him. Out of desperation, he walked onto the middle of the road and began wailing his arms in the air to attract the attention of the oncoming vehicle. He knew this was risky as the potential for getting hit was great due to the poor visibility, but it could be a while before another vehicle would pass and he didnââ,¬â,,¢t want to chance it. To his delight, he observed the vehicle slowing down. He had been seen and the vehicle pulled over the side of the road. The vehicle was a white 80ââ,¬â,,¢s Bronco, which sat high off the ground and had huge bulky wheels. He thought to himself, ââ,¬Å"ha, redneck! ââ,¬Â¦ but I suppose this is what gets you around in these rural areas.ââ,¬Â He approached the driver side window and was quite surprised when he saw who the driver was, a female. She rolled down her window and exposed her face; pale complexion, stunning blue-silver eyes, long curly blonde hair, puffy pink lips, and by the curvature of her face and jaw line, he could tell that she was a plus sized female. Overall, a seemingly attractive lady he thought, for being out in here in the country. ââ,¬Å"Hi, thanks for pulling overââ,¬Â, he exclaimed, ââ,¬Å"my truck slid off the road and hit a tree but now it wonââ,¬â,,¢t start.ââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"Are you ok?ââ,¬Â, she said. ââ,¬Å"Yea yea, Iââ,¬â,,¢m fine. I tried calling roadside assistance but I canââ,¬â,,¢t get a signal out here.ââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"You sure canââ,¬â,,¢t, there ainââ,¬â,,¢t nuthin out here but cow pastures and orange groves for miles and miles.ââ,¬Â She spoke with a southern accent as she chewed on a piece of gum. ââ,¬Å"I grew up with five brothers so I know a little something about engines, how ââ,¬Ëœbout I take a look and see if I canââ,¬â,,¢t start it up?ââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"Are you sure, thatââ,¬â,,¢s asking an awful lot being itââ,¬â,,¢s so dark out here and storming.ââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"You didnââ,¬â,,¢t ask pumpkin, I offered ââ,¬Â¦ ââ,¬Ëœn besides, the nearest mechanic shop is 35 miles from here and they ainââ,¬â,,¢t opening ââ,¬Ëœtil tomorrow morning.ââ,¬Â He politely accepted her kind gesture and pointed to where his truck rested.

    She navigated her oversized Bronco down to the tree line where his truck was and compared to hers, it seemed like a penny racer. She cut the engine off but left her headlights on. As she opened the door and climbed down the step bar, she reached for a cowboy hat and put it on. She wore tight blue denim jeans, extremely tight, which showcased her very feminine curves on a rather large derriere. Her top was a low cut pink shirt which barely supported her incredibly robust bosoms and she had long thick legs which were met by designer tanned leather cowboy boots. Despite her large frame, she was built solid, a voluptuous vixen indeed. ââ,¬Å"Pop open the hood, letââ,¬â,,¢s see what weââ,¬â,,¢re dealing with here.ââ,¬Â He did, and she propped the hood open on its stand. She expertly began naming the different engine components and checking each one for damage. ââ,¬Å"Well thereââ,¬â,,¢s no physical damage to any of these parts, she said in a sweet feminine tone, so it must be electrical. Come back to my truck and help me find a multimeter so I can check some fuses and the voltage on your ignition circuit.ââ,¬Â  He was elated; this lady seemed to know exactly what she was talking about. He obliged, and made his way to the back of her truck. ââ,¬Å"The door sticks, so I need your help gettinââ,¬â,,¢ it open.ââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"Sure, no problemââ,¬Â he said, and went to open the rear swing tailgate to her truck, which surprisingly opened with little effort. All of a sudden, he was violently pushed in from behind. Not having time to react, he bumped his head on the floor of the truck and was momentarily stunned. The next thing he knew, the rubenesque good Samaritan swiftly hand cuffed his right hand to a welded loop on the side of the truck, and then repeated the same with his left hand on the other side. ââ,¬Å"Hey lady, what the heck are you doing.ââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"Shut the fuck up city boy, your ass is mine now.ââ,¬Â She straddled him, got within inches of his face and said ââ,¬Å"from now until I let you go, you will address me as Mistress, you understand?ââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"What?!!, are you out of your fucking mind? Let me go at once!ââ,¬Â he shouted. Whack! A swift and forceful slap of her hand across his face came upon him out of nowhere. ââ,¬Å"Now, letââ,¬â,,¢s try this again, from now on, you will address me as Mistress!ââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"I will most certainly not. Who the hell are you and why are you doing this?, let me goââ,¬Â Whack, slap! Two more slaps to his face followed in rapid succession. ââ,¬Å"You donââ,¬â,,¢t call the shots anymore, I do! And you certainly do not have the right to question me.ââ,¬Â

    With that said, she proceeded to unbutton his shirt, exposing his muscular hairy chest. She ran her fingers through his chest hair and then softly circled and lightly caressed his nipples. ââ,¬Å"Mmmmm, niceââ,¬Â, she purred and began moving down to his stomach. ââ,¬Å"Listen lady, I have money in my wallet. Just uncuff my hands and let me go. Take whatever you want.ââ,¬Â With a warm, inviting smile, she said ââ,¬Å"I must not be speaking your language today pumpkinââ,¬Â. She took the bubble gum out of her mouth, flattened it with her fingers and then stuck it onto his forehead. She giggled and then her face suddenly changed from sweet and charismatic to cruel and sadistic. She gripped a bunch of his chest hair with her right hand and yanked on it. He jolted his head up and let out a painful cry. Just as quickly, she slapped his face even harder. She then gripped both his nipples with her index fingers and thumbs and began to pinch, then twisted hard. He let out an even louder painful yell. The pain he experienced released adrenaline and endorphins into his blood stream and increased his heart rate. His breathing became more rapid and his core temperature began to rise.  ââ,¬Å"You fuckinââ,¬â,,¢ piece of shit spic. What part of YOUââ,¬â,,¢RE MY BITCH, donââ,¬â,,¢t you understand?. You come driving through MY neck of the woods, your dumb ass crashes into some trees, I pull over to help, and then you think you can begin to give ME orders?ââ,¬Â Whack, slap, slap - a barrage of open handed slaps to his face ensued. His face now flushed red, raised slightly to say ââ,¬Å"ââ,¬Â¦.yesââ,¬Â¦Mistress.ââ,¬Â With a joyful sinister laugh, she said ââ,¬Å"now thatââ,¬â,,¢s more like it bitch.ââ,¬Â

    She proceeded to unbuckle his belt and undo his jeans from behind her as she grinded her ass and thighs over his abdomen. As she started to pull them down, she discovered that he wasnââ,¬â,,¢t wearing any underwear. ââ,¬Å"Ohh whatââ,¬â,,¢s this, no briefs?ââ,¬Â She cracked a half smile when she felt the manââ,¬â,,¢s thick, plump cock and delectably clean shaven balls. She pulled his jeans down his legs to the top of his black boots. With one hand on her hips and the other waving a finger in front of his face, she said ââ,¬Å"Hasnââ,¬â,,¢t your mother ever taught you not to go out without underwear? What if you were to get into an accident?ââ,¬Â Laughingly, she said ââ,¬Å"awww, you already have, but Iââ,¬â,,¢m sure THIS is not what your mother warned you about.ââ,¬Â The restrained man, afraid of saying the wrong thing, chose to remain silent. After a few moments, she said ââ,¬Å"Oh what, youââ,¬â,,¢re not going to talk now?ââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"I just donââ,¬â,,¢t want to upset you Mistress, please.ââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"Too late asshole, now suffer the consequences.ââ,¬Â Still straddling him, she grabbed the bottom of her shirt with both hands and began to pull up. Her belly was big, soft and round with double fat rolls and light stretch marks. As she did, one of her breasts plopped out of her shirt and slapped against her body, as did the second one immediately after. Her breasts were huge. Her areolas were pink in color and must have measured at least 7ââ,¬Â in diameter. Her nipples were fat, erect, nicely textured and stood a good Ã,½ââ,¬Â in length. He was astonished to say the least. ââ,¬Å"What happened sissy city bitch, never seen a country girl with 42 GG tits? Well now youââ,¬â,,¢re going to get up close and personal with them.ââ,¬Â And with that comment, she lowered her upper body and compressed her huge breasts onto his face with her hands. He was instantly aroused at having such huge breasts in his face, so he went with the flow and started to lick her fleshy boobs. He was actually enjoying himself when he realized he wasnââ,¬â,,¢t able to breathe. He started moaning and shaking his head from side to side, trying to free his face from the heavy mound so he could catch any pocket of air he could, but she was on him good. He began moaning louder, afraid of asphyxiation, and she was loving every minute of it.

    Finally she lifted herself up and he breathed frantically. He looked up at her and she had a devilish smile on her face; her enormous tits hanging a good distance from her body and swaying freely. It wasnââ,¬â,,¢t but 3 seconds later and she lowered her tits onto his face again. This time she wrapped her arms around his head and pressed down even harder. The pressure was so great that he couldnââ,¬â,,¢t even stick his tongue out this time to enjoy the pleasure of her erect perky nipples. As she squeezed her tits around his head like a boa constrictor killing its prey, she swiveled her shoulders left and right adding to the dramatic effect of letting him know she was in charge. She had stayed longer this time, and he again began to moan louder, but it was muffled under the mound of fleshy boobs. He tried shaking his head to free himself and began kicking his legs. He felt his heart pound even faster as he came closer to the point of suffocating. But she knew how much was enough, and when she felt confident that she had brought him to that point, she let up. Coughing, hacking, and wheezing, the man desperately tried to regain his breath. ââ,¬Å"Did you like that pumpkin? Was it fun having these big titties in your face like that?ââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"No, {cough}, not at all Mistress. You nearly killed me! What kind of sick fuck are you?!!ââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"Sick fuck?, well weââ,¬â,,¢ll just have to see about that.ââ,¬Â She dismounted him, laid down beside him, unbuttoned her jeans, swung her legs into the air and wriggled her big hips and fat thighs out of her jeans.

    She straddled the man again, this time facing away from him. She undid his boots and removed his soaked socks and jeans. That gave him enough time to regain his breath and gaze at her long, golden blonde hair, the silhouette of her feminine curvy body and that ass - that huge, dimply, round ass which was hugged by a red laced thong that disappeared into the cleavage of her ass cheeks. ââ,¬Å"You want to see sick fuck asshole? Iââ,¬â,,¢ll teach you to call me names. You didnââ,¬â,,¢t like my tits in your face, now youââ,¬â,,¢re gonna have to deal with this!ââ,¬Â She reached behind her with her right hand and picked the tapered thong from out of her luscious ass cheeks and slid it to one side. She backed up her body, split her butt cheeks with both hands, and planted her asshole directly over his mouth. ââ,¬Å"Now eat my ass bitch, 'n lick it goodââ,¬Â, she shouted. He refused and did nothing. ââ,¬Å"Ha ha ha, youââ,¬â,,¢re a stubborn little fucker arenââ,¬â,,¢t you? You donââ,¬â,,¢t wanna eat my ass ââ,¬Â¦. ok.ââ,¬Â She moved his erect cock to one side and grabbed his scrotum, making an o-ring with her thumb and index finger. She slid her fingers down until it reached his balls and then started to pull. She noticed the man still did not react, so she pulled harder. His balls stretched pretty well so she figured this was something he liked and regularly practiced. She exerted even more pressure but also cupped his balls with her remaining fingers and began to squeeze them hard. The man felt pain and immediately began licking her ass. ââ,¬Å"Thatââ,¬â,,¢s what I thought spic bitchââ,¬Â, as she grinded her ass into his face.

    She moved her hips around in circles and also applied downward pressure onto his face. Her ass cheeks completely enveloped his face and head. She backed up even more and said ââ,¬Å"now lick my pussy.ââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"Yes Mistressââ,¬Â was muffled as she slid her plump, juicy, large labia all around his face. He licked her hanging lips, sucked on them, took them in his mouth and devoured them, pulling and nibbling gently on them. He licked the entire length of her pussy and inserted his tongue into her opening while his nose pressed into her asshole. He had good technique, and he could already taste her sweet pussy juice as it made its way down onto his tongue. Engulfed in sheer pleasure, she released her grip from his balls as she concentrated on the sensation she was receiving from sitting on his face. When she stopped, so did he. ââ,¬Å"Whoa whoa motherfucker, who told you to stop? You think this is a two way street here asshole, you are here solely to please me, and NOT the other way around.ââ,¬Â He began to eat her pussy again.

    By now, he had a raging hard on which did not go unnoticed. His cock had alluring characteristics; he was cut, thick, had beautiful dark color, a perfectly shaped smooth head, and she estimated it to be a good 9 inches,. She could not resist any longer. She opened her mouth, lowered her head, and inserted his juicy cock into her mouth. She emitted a low pleasurable moan as she wrapped her lips around it, savoring the sensation of it being in her mouth and the sweet taste of precum on her tongue. He also let out a moan of satisfaction when she started to move her mouth up and down over his shaft. She stopped, turned her head and said ââ,¬Å"hey slut, me sucking your dick is for my enjoyment only. I donââ,¬â,,¢t want to hear you moaning over there.ââ,¬Â But he couldnââ,¬â,,¢t help it, she too had great technique, swallowing his entire shaft down to his balls. There were few women in his life who were talented enough to deep throat the full length of his cock. ââ,¬Å"I said stop moaning.ââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"But Mistress, it feels so good.ââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"Oh it does, well how do you like this?ââ,¬Â Pulling his balls aside, her head reached down further and she began licking his asshole. His eyes instantly popped wide open. It sort of tickled but felt good at the same time.

    ââ,¬Å"Mm, Mistress, what are you doing?ââ,¬Â And before he knew it, he felt her finger begin to slide into his ass. Incase she met any verbal resistance from him, she plopped her ass square on his face again and squeezed her fat cellulite filled thighs together firmly. His asshole was tight, and the warmth and sensation around her finger felt incredible. She eventually probed her finger inside him as far as it would go, then she started to stroke it slowly. She lifted her ass for a few seconds to let him catch his breath and then lowered it right back down again. His asshole was now used to the diameter of her finger so she pulled it out, spit on her fingers, and inserted two fingers in his ass. She could feel her victim making noises from under her ass. He was either really enjoying it, or protesting it. Either way, she didnââ,¬â,,¢t care ââ,¬Â¦ she was having fun. She went back to sucking his hard plump cock while finger fucking his ass and pulling on his balls. She eventually stuck three fingers in and was stroking it at a good pace. A few times she felt him close to climaxing, so she stopped. He would thrust his hips upwards in an effort to find her mouth again and she would just laugh. ââ,¬Å"You obviously liked my fingers in your ass, so I have a little treat for you.ââ,¬Â

    She dismounted him, crawled to the front seat of her Bronco, reached into the glove compartment, and removed a rectangular box. She opened it in front of him and displayed the contents inside. It was a strap on harness. ââ,¬Å"No no Mistress, please I donââ,¬â,,¢t want thatââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"Oh shut the fuck up bitchââ,¬Â as he received another slap to the face. I was going to do this whether you liked it or not. She slid the harness on, then affixed a fat mulatto colored 8ââ,¬Â dildo onto it. She positioned herself in front of him, lifted his legs onto her shoulders, spit into her hand, and lubricated the shaft of her new extension. ââ,¬Å"If you move or resist me in any way, Iââ,¬â,,¢m going to seriously hurt you.ââ,¬Â Realizing the inevitable, he reluctantly uttered ââ,¬Å"yes Mistress.ââ,¬Â Legs over her shoulders, she spread his hairy ass cheeks and began to insert the tip of her dick into his ass. The initial penetration of the head caused him to scream as it was painful. She pulled hard on his hair with one hand and with the other, grabbed his face by the cheeks, squeezed them together and said ââ,¬Å"shut up city boy. Iââ,¬â,,¢m going to fuck you good with my cock.ââ,¬Â She then pressed a little harder and the shaft of her cock began to slide in. He clenched his teeth and squinted his eyes shut to bear the pain. A tear formed on the side of his eye and trickled down his face.

ââ,¬Å"Yea thatââ,¬â,,¢s right, you guys always like to fuck us girls in the ass right, well tell me how it feels now?ââ,¬Â She slowly continued to inch her cock deeper into his ass. When she felt resistance, she backed out and slowly continued forward again. She knew that his body had to adjust slowly to her dick. She slid it all the way out, spit on her hand again and re-lubricated her shaft. She went to stick it in again ââ,¬Â¦ it slid in easier. She continued this process until she had her full 8ââ,¬Â inside of him. ââ,¬Å"Yea, this is what you guys call balls deep right?ââ,¬Â Now she began to stroke the full length of her cock in and out of his ass. The man, to say the least, was being violated. It was definitely painful, but some small part of him was enjoying everything. He was a manly man, always in control, always dominant, and for the first time in his life, he was submissive and completely out of control. He was being abused and humiliated. ââ,¬Å"You like that bitch, huh, my dick up your ass?ââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"Ye, yes, Mistress.ââ,¬Â

    For showing good behavior, she began playing with his dick, which was pretty much limp at that point. She tugged on it, stroked it, slapped it against his stomach until it started coming back to life again. Fully hard now, she began jerking him off. The sensation of being ass fucked by that gorgeous plump stranger while having his cock played with almost caused him to climax immediately. So again, she stopped. ââ,¬Å"Alright, thatââ,¬â,,¢s enough of that, time for mama to get hers.ââ,¬Â She undid her harness, straddled him, and with one knee down and the other up, she guided his throbbing dick into her soft fleshy pussy. It was amazing. She was so soft, so warm and moist. She shifted her body weight forward and supported herself with her hands on either side of his head. She lowered her pussy down his shaft slowly, inch by pleasurable inch. When she reached the bottom, she grinded her hips in a circular motion, which caused the man to moan with delight. He was surprised how good her big belly felt on his abdomen. She spit in his face and slapped him. ââ,¬Å"Hey stupid, Iââ,¬â,,¢m riding this cock for my pleasure remember, not yours.ââ,¬Â

    As she fucked his cock, her enormous boobs swayed, bounced and brushed up against his face. He had never been with a plus sized girl before but he was loving all the sensations he was experiencing with her, especially how everything jiggled with her every movement. It wasnââ,¬â,,¢t long before she had her first orgasm. He could literally feel her pussy contract, and the juices flow down his cock, balls, and in between his thighs. She clenched his hair tightly and yanked his head back and forth with each one of her thrusts. ââ,¬Å"Good job you fuckin slutââ,¬Â She slapped his face a few times and spit on his face. ââ,¬Å"Open your mouth bitch, donââ,¬â,,¢t let my spit go to wasteââ,¬Â. He opened his mouth, and she spit directly in. ââ,¬Å"Swallow it spic.ââ,¬Â She then forced his mouth open with her fingers and gathered a larger amount of saliva in her mouth. This time she let it flow slowly out of her mouth and into his. She spit a few more times making sure her mouth was nice and dry, closed his mouth and ordered him to swallow. He complied.

    Every time she felt he was close to climaxing, she would stop. ââ,¬Å"Mistress donââ,¬â,,¢t stop, I was about to cum!ââ,¬Â Slap whack slap ââ,¬Å"You fuckin strawberry picking peon, I said you donââ,¬â,,¢t tell me what to do!ââ,¬Â So while still riding his cock, she wrapped both hands around his neck and began choking him. He was a muscular man so she applied stronger pressure. He was instantly restricted of air flow. He gagged and gasped for air, but she kept her hands on him. She spit on his face some more and laughed devilishly. She let up her hands long enough for him to catch his breath and then resumed choking him. Oddly, this made his erection even harder. It had probably been the hardest erection heââ,¬â,,¢s had since adolescence. Finally, he could not contain it any longer. At the point where he was about to pass out, he came ââ,¬Â¦ and came hard. She released her grip and said ââ,¬Å"Yea, bitch, blast that load inside of me. Give me all of that hot delicious gooey Latin cum.ââ,¬Â He was shocked that she let him cum inside of her as it felt incredible for him, but as it turned out, the joke was once again on him. She dismounted him, and straddled him above his face. ââ,¬Å"Thatââ,¬â,,¢s right asshole, you fucking pig men are always wantin to give us facials and swallow your cum, well now itââ,¬â,,¢s YOUR turn.ââ,¬Â Squeezing her pussy muscles, his cum began to drip out of her pussy. ââ,¬Å"Open your mouth and eat my creampie. If you donââ,¬â,,¢t, Iââ,¬â,,¢m going to fuck you raw with that dildo but this time without lubing it up.ââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"Ye, yes Mistress, whatever you say.ââ,¬Â He opened his mouth, and a long exuberant stream of cum and pussy juice oozed out of her labia and into his mouth. It was musky, salty, yet sweet and spicy at the same time. ââ,¬Å"Wow, look at all that cum, sucks to be you, swallow all of it.ââ,¬Â The little that fell to the side of his mouth, she wiped up with her finger and stuck inside his mouth. ââ,¬Å"Now lick my pussy clean you worthless excuse for a man, all of it.ââ,¬Â She swirled her pussy around his mouth and tongue. He lapped up all of the remaining mix of cum and her juices around her fleshy lips and clit. ââ,¬Å"Make sure my ass is cleaned too.ââ,¬Â She nudged forward and he licked her asshole, thwarting his tongue in as far as he could. ââ,¬Å"Good job little bitch, see, that wasnââ,¬â,,¢t so hard now was it?ââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"No Mistressââ,¬Â he replied.

    She got herself dressed and uncuffed his hands. She opened the rear swing tailgate and pushed him out onto the ground, still naked. ââ,¬Å"Hey, what about my clothes.ââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"Fuck off, they belong to my man now.ââ,¬Â She made her way to the front seat and rolled down her window. ââ,¬Å"Hey fuckface, come over here,ââ,¬Â as she lit a cigarette. He came to the side of her window. In a calm, soothing voice she explained, ââ,¬Å"Your truck wonââ,¬â,,¢t start because it sensed it was in an accident. It has a built in safety feature to cut the fuel off so it wonââ,¬â,,¢t ignite in case the collision causes a spark to exposed fuel. Just open your glove compartment and press the button on the side panel to reset it.ââ,¬Â She then reached out the window, grabbed the back of his head and kissed him. She gave him a long slow exotic kiss, sucking his bottom lip and dancing her tongue around his. As she pulled away, she gently caressed the side of his face with her hands and smiled. With the wink of an eye, blowing a final kiss, she said ââ,¬Å"bye pumpkinââ,¬Â, rolled up her window, started her truck, and rode away.

    He awoke to the sound of someone tapping on his window. ââ,¬Å"Boy, are you alright?ââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"Wha, ââ,¬Â¦ where am I?ââ,¬Â thought the man. The early morning sun blinded his eyes as he sat up from his slumped position. He looked around him and realized he was in his truck. He opened the door to talk to the concerned old man outside. ââ,¬Å"Do ya need an ambulance son?ââ,¬Â said the old man. ââ,¬Å"Uh, no no, Iââ,¬â,,¢m fine.ââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"Yer sure?, cuz you got a big bump on your noggin.ââ,¬Â He reached for his head to confirm the old manââ,¬â,,¢s observation and to his surprise the bump was indeed there. As he replayed the events of the previous nightââ,¬â,,¢s ordeal in his head, he tried remembering an instance where the rubenesque lady hit him with an object other than her hands to his head. He couldnââ,¬â,,¢t think of any. ââ,¬Å"Oh but wait, I was pushed in and bumped my head onto the floor of her truck.ââ,¬Â That would certainly explain the bump on his head. But it didnââ,¬â,,¢t answer why he was still at the crash sight; why he was wearing the same clothes he had on the night before - the Good Samaritan had taken them; and how in the world was he and his clothes completely dry, for he had been drenched from waiting in the rain for forty five minutes for a car to pass by. ââ,¬Å"Well what happened son, did ya fall asleep at the wheel?ââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"No, it was storming last night, I hit a patch of standing water, lost control and hit these trees right here.ââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"Ah, well that explains it. You mustaââ,¬â,,¢ hit yer head on the steering wheel or support beam and blacked out for the entire night.ââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"Yes, I suppose thatââ,¬â,,¢s what happened, but I remembered a lady stopping to help me last night.ââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"Well thatââ,¬â,,¢s interestinââ,¬â,,¢ sonny, because the only tracks on this grass are your tires slidinââ,¬â,,¢ into them there trees and there ainââ,¬â,,¢t no footprints around anywhere.ââ,¬Â

    The man looked at his surroundings. A cold heavy pit formed in his stomach when he came to the chilling discovery that the old man was right. As his very own feet sunk slightly under his weight, surely he would have seen those of his and the good Samaritanââ,¬â,,¢s from the night before. ââ,¬Å"Well, can ya start yer truck?ââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"I donââ,¬â,,¢t know, let me try.ââ,¬Â He turned the key to the ignition but nothing happened. ââ,¬Å"The nearest geerage is 35 miles from here, want a lift?ââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"Wait, I think I know how to start my truck.ââ,¬Â He reached over to the glove compartment box, opened it, and felt around. Just like the good Samaritan had told him, he felt a button on the side panel. He pressed it, crossed his fingers, and turned the key once again. The engine cranked over without problem. ââ,¬Å"Ah, fuel cut off sensorââ,¬Â said the old man. ââ,¬Å"Most owners donââ,¬â,,¢t even know they exist, let alone how to reset ââ,¬Ëœem if theyââ,¬â,,¢s get into a situation like you did.ââ,¬Â ââ,¬Å"Uhh, yea, well, I read the ownerââ,¬â,,¢s manual from cover to cover.ââ,¬Â
   
He thanked the old man for his help and successfully got his truck back on the road again. For the remainder of his trip, the man smiled and chuckled as he realized the whole thing was just a vivid dream. But the mind cannot distinguish from a vivid dream and an actual event. All he could do was think about what had happened to him, and how much he desperately wanted to experience something like that again, but for real. When he got back into town, he placed a personals ad on the internet in hopes of finding a beautiful dominant BBW he could call his own.

WOW!  That was a pretty good story!  Gonna write any more anytime soon?? 

That was my first stab at literotica, but I didn't get any replies, except for yours, so I figured that perhaps not a lot of people enjoyed it 

Nah. We're just a quiet bunch that didn't want to interrupt you.

Well alright then, I feel compelled to carry on smartly and churn out another one. Will do. 

I'm looking forward to it!  I'd give it a stab too but I'm not a writer.  I'm more of an "actor" when it comes to that stuff.  Why tell you about it when I could just show ya?  Right?

yah I enjoyed it, especially the start of the second portion. Good job.