Chapter 43: Banging Ms Darlene 002

And God it stuck out far. Far enough to sit a plate on. Maybe even to hang a towel on. The back of her pants stretched over the round, protruding ass which sat out like a shelf. It bounced and wobbled as she walked, each cheek switching up and down with each step. It jiggled like it had its own mind as I looked on, trying to figure out how an ass could grow that big.

I bit my bottom lip as I stared, beholding her giant donkey of an ass, the booty fanatic inside of me going wild. The girthy bulge concealed in the cheap ass Walmart slacks I bought at the last second began to grow, which I prayed would go away before my name was called.

“Here you go, honey,” she said as she returned, pushing her glasses up her nose and handing me the bottled water.

I crossed my legs, attempting to hide the log pinned to my inner thigh. “Thanks! My mouth was getting a little dry,” I joked.

“We wouldn’t want that, now would we, handsome?” She smirked as she walked back to her desk. My eyes went for that ass, beholding it’s sheer mass and glory.

Using her big round ass, she swung and bumped it into the nearby file cabinet, and one of the drawers popped open with ease. Holy shit, I thought as she grabbed a folder and took her seat. She watched me from across the room, as a man in a polo shirt and khakis appeared.

“Alright…Misterrrr Wheeler is it?” he asked, reading from his clipboard.

“Yes sir, that is me, yes,” I fumbled, my brain still trying to process all the ass I witnessed.

He extended his hand for a shake. “James Schneider, Senior Manager. Good to see ya buddy.”

“Likewise, Sir. I’m glad I was selected for this,” I replied as I shook his hand, my eyes darted over to Ms. Darlene at her desk as she sized me up through squinted eyes.

“Good to hear, bud. You ready? Let’s get you taken care of. I know y–”

Ms. Darlene cut him off. “James, I’ll do the interview. You need a break darlin’. You’ve been working nonstop all day. Leave it to me.”

“Are you sure? I mean, I can knock him out real fast. Besides, who’s going to watch the phones?”

“I’ll get Carolyn to cover for me. Go ahead now,” she said as she stood up with holding the folder.

“Alright, I suppose,” he sighed, shaking my hand again, “Good luck, buddy.” He departed into his office as Ms. Darlene walked from behind her desk, approaching with that seductive look again, “Well…follow me.”

And that I did, watching her huge ass sway before me, her massive ass cheeks jerking, and jiggling about as she led me down the long hall. My bulge twitched again, swelling down my pants legs as I stared.

“Close and lock the door,” she instructed as she led me inside of the office rooms. I did and went for my seat. Is this really about to happen? I thought.

“So…I see you like…big asses,” she smirked, putting the folder on the table.

I gulped. “Well…umm…ma’am I’m sorry, please, I wasn’t tr–”

“Noo Nooo I saw you looking Mr. Wheeler,” she teased, “Actually, I can feel you looking.”

“Feel it?” I asked with raised eyebrows, “Okay…listen…I’m sorry. I just couldn’t help it I guess.”

She drug her index finger along the desk as she walked around to me, giving me yet another profile view of that giant ass with her hand on her hip. It was so big, it almost looked fake. “It’s okay, just know this, I get what and whoever I want around here, and you’re just one cute little thing.”

“God damn…” I murmured, gawking at her poked out ass as I leaned back and spread my legs open, exposing the bulge I tried to conceal that whole afternoon.

“My lord, and you’re packing a hammer,” she purred, examining my girthy shaft, “I guess the first interview question is…how big is it?” She reached down from where she stood and felt along the top half of my lengthy cock, still somewhat in it’s flaccid state. My throat was tight. I couldn’t even answer. She grabbed on the bulging meat, daring it to be free from it’s confines.

“Hmm…I guess I’ll have to find out myself,” she said, kneeling to the floor between my legs. She fiddled with my belt and zipper as she looked up at me over her glasses, sliding my zipper down to the bottom. Without delay, Ms. Darlene reached into my briefs, grabbing and yanking my big, semi-flaccid cock free, causing it to flop against my stomach. It swayed and jiggled around in her grasp, settling into a hanging upright position over her face.

“Oh my god,” I gasped as my cock was set free.

“Yesss! Mmm!” she moaned, greeting my huge dick with a big, worshiping lick, “Jesus! Now THIS is a dick!” My mouth hung open as I watched her play with my cock, taking and beating her pretty face with it. Loud dick slaps filled the room, loud enough to make me wonder if someone strolling by could hear us. “Damn, I guess the next question is, how good can you work this big ol’ dick, stud?” she asked, kneading my long cock with both her hands.

A sense of pride came over me. “I-I don’t think you can take it.”

“Oh is that right?” she asked, her hands twisting up and down my long, swelling shaft, “Well I’ll have to admit, this is indeed a big ass dick. I don’t know what woman on this earth who could resist something so…huge.”

“I don’t know a guy on earth who could resist an ass as big as yours. It’s crazy.”

“Ain’t it!? Welcome to the south, honey,” she smiled, laying my dick against me before she unfastened her belt and pants. I braced myself in my seat, awaiting the bare view of her big booty. She hooked her thumbs in the top her pants, and with one big tug, they came down, allowing her big, donkey booty to wobble out with a huge bounce.

She rolled her slacks down to her ankles, and kicked them off to the side along with her flats. It was right in my face, inches and inches of ass, each cheek holding its own cellulite, yet it was perfectly round. She looked back over her shoulder at it as her big booty took seconds to wobble into place, appearing even bigger than it did before.

“Damn, this is a lot of ass!” I said, groping and gathering the monstrous ass cheeks up in my hands. It had some weight to it. Firm, yet dough-like in feel. It was enormous.

“Mmm fuck yeah…slap that big ass,” she whispered.

I swatted her big, round ass hard, watching her beach ball size buttocks wobble and bounce as if they were made of gelatin. “Fuck Ms. Darlene…This is crazy.”

“Mmm again…”

I took another swat at her big ass with more force, slapping it before it could jiggle itself back into place. My pants dropped to my ankles as I got up and stood behind her, grasping and stroking my dick above her booty as she looked back at me.

“Fuck me. Fuck me, you big dicked stud,” she said, reaching back to pull on my tie as she leaned over the desk a little. Her ass was so big, it pressed against my stomach, almost reaching my chest. She twerked it on me as moved my big cock between her legs, and pressed it against her pussy lips.

“You’re so damn freaky, fuck.”

She jumped a bit as I pushed it in, her walls already soaking wet. “My God! That’s a whole lot of dick!” she said, grimacing as I fed that pussy inch after inch.

I grabbed ahold of her enormous ass and humped with caution, giving her about half of my length. I palmed and squished her cheeks together, causing the booty meat to morph upward and bulge between my fingers. If there was such thing as ‘too much ass’, she was almost in that bracket. Groping and wobbling her cheeks in my hands, I picked up the pace. I unbuttoned and removed my shirt, allowing her fat ass to collide with my bare torso, resulting to deep claps. It was insane. Her back arched deeper, and her booty sat even higher, and bigger.