Greetings readers!
Been a little while! And for that I apologize.
For anyone who has been looking forward to Volume 4.1, featuring Kristin AND Tasha, I assure you that story is still forthcoming. I've been sitting on the story you're about to read for some time now, not fully sure how to approach it. It was special for me, and as such it was important to me to do justice to the characters and events. With that said, I'm very excited to have shared it with you all. And as with every story in this series, all characters and events are true, with only very minor details edited, omitted or embellished. Enjoy!
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Volume 5: Monique
"Where my BIG FUCKING DONGS at, fellas?!?!" She wrote.
Or at least someone going by the name MzAmazonia wrote. This of course followed by all the customary emojis-- the eggplant, the drips, the emoji heart kissy faces, etc. These adult chat rooms were silly, but definitely a good place for some fun chat, lots of fun adult pic trading, some good cyber if you could get even that far. But that was probably about it. My experiences in these rooms were mainly that. In addition to responding to local adult classifieds, I'd find myself dabbling in these chats in search of a kinky cyber partner to play with. The rooms, like I said, tended to be a bit silly and over the top, but if you could get into a direct message chat with the right person, there was always some potential for a good time.
I had definitely seen her name before in this room and her thumbnail photo was a drool-fest for a guy like me. It was a bit tough to tell just how tall MzAmazonia actually was, but she was for all intents and purposes an enormous black woman. Fitting, considering this room's title "BBW Goddess Worship." Considering what nonsense the chat rooms were, my time was solely spent identifying the women in the chatrooms and seeing if I could in some way shape or form strike up a conversation. And considering how many horny men must be messaging these women, striking up these conversations was a real game of the law of averages. I might direct message 25 women in a single sitting and be lucky to have somewhat of a hot conversation with one or two of them, but every now and then, things would work out and I'd find a cool chick to talk dirty and swap photos with. But as these chat rooms were global, the idea of these interactions ever going beyond the cyber realm wasn't usually probable. But who knew?
For a few seconds, MzAmazonia's message was the most recent. That was, of course, until every thirsty dude in the room (myself included) saw the bait and jumped in with every pseudo-chivalrous thing or kinky comeback in the book. She was probably getting private messages galore. Landing some quality attention from MzAmazonia, if such a thing were even possible would be a real study in psychology and I always got a kick out of the game.
Should I be filthy? Should I come across like "Heyyyy you must get a lot of messages from guys, but I'm not like those others, etc."? I had a few scripted replies and conversation starters always ready to go depending on what quick information I could deduce from whatever little information I had about the woman I was about to message. Sometimes they'd work. Sometimes they'd kinda work. And sometimes they wouldn't work at all. But again, it's a numbers game. And it was fun.
Rather than jumping into the free for all in the chat-- that was the dozens of horny men who were replying to her initial question about dongs. Those replies always came in a variety of ways, running the spectrum from the polite and romantic to the downright filthy.
I went right for the direct message. While it can be frowned upon-- the whole "sliding into DM's" thing, it's usually far more effective than having your corny, unoriginal message get swallowed up in the chat. At least this way, there'd be a chance she'd at least see my corny, unoriginal message to her.
"No love for the heavy, low-hanging, man balls that go with them? Just the dongs? Ok..." I typed and hit send.
There was really no telling what might prompt a reply from MzAmazonia but perhaps low hanging balls were her thing? This tended to be a winner for me in the past (see earlier volumes), so why not?
I had a couple of images on my user profile-- me at the beach shirtless in shades and a close up of my face. Plenty of dudes on this site had their junk plainly visible in their profile thumbnails, but that was never my style. If she wanted to see, she could ask. Between my photos, my (hopefully) intriguing mention of big balls and the fact that I spelled everything correctly, I figured I was in there with at least a shot.
"Oh?", She replied.
Not that I was shocked to get a response, but the odds here weren't exactly in my favor. My cock perked up.
"Just stickin' up for the big, low hanging balls of the world... Ya know." I shot back, with an emoji smile to keep the tone flirtatious and fun, still half in disbelief of my luck.
"And is that you? Or are you wasting my time, like everyone else here?"
"My opinion on this matter isn't nearly as important as yours. Wouldn't you agree?'' I replied.
I immediately pulled up a purposefully-framed shot of my balls hanging low; that I had taken myself at a nice angle. I had taken some great photos last week when the light in my apartment was perfect. My penis my and balls were as manscaped as could be. I threw on some porn, got rock hard and shot away. I took close to fifty filthy shots, deleting all but my few favorites.
In one photo, I squeezed the base of my hard shaft tightly, so as to highlight how fat and purple my mushroom head can get. And I assure you, it gets very fat and very purple. The vein which ran the length of my shaft, bulged. I added a nice string of saliva to the tip and waited till it hung off just the right amount to resemble some precum. In another, the angle showed my balls hanging very low, stretching my sack with their heaviness. Another had me squatting with my balls hanging almost to the ground, my engorged dick hanging with them. The last was the classic cock shot: no hands, hard as a rock, sticking out its full 8+ inches, balls hanging. Literally the whole package. I started with the classic shot and several seconds later sent the rest.
A minute passed.
"You weren't kidding." She finally replied, with emoji smileys and hearts to accompany her message.
My penis twitched. MzAmazonia was on the hook!
Before I could say anything back, she hit me back with three of her photos. The first was a nice closeup of her face, make up, lip gloss, lashes. Dark mocha meets caramel skin, big, dark lips, flowy brown hair. She had a look that reminded me of adult film star Vanessa Blue.
The second delicious photo found her standing up completely nude with her legs spread, her back to the camera, her gigantic ass on full display, and her head turned somewhat to the side just enough to make out her face. Her thighs were large, but tone and she appeared very proportional. Not being the best with estimating heights and weights, my initial guess put her a hair under six feet and at least 225lbs. She carried it very well.
The third photo was a full frontal with her arms just barely covering her tits. Her tummy hung just over her pussy and she had a HUGE smile on her face. All of it was sexy as hell. But that smile...
"This is the part where you warn me not to fall in love... right?" I typed to her immediately. And we were off to the races.
Mz. Amazonia, or Monique (as she reintroduced herself as) and I exchanged all the normal information that two complete horny strangers might exchange in this situation. My pictures obviously said a thousand words, and the three she sent back to me did the same. My initial guesses were actually quite good as Monique turned out to be just over 5'11''. We didn't discuss her weight but by the end of a few minutes of chatting she was very well aware that my love for big, beautiful women was boundless. Oh... and her tits were a DDD cup.
At 47, Monique was single-ish with an on-again (mostly) off-again boyfriend. She made her living running the beauty parlor game in Charlotte, North Carolina, where she owned several salons. Monique was not a boss. She was the boss-- which was wildly sexy, but equally unfortunate as we were several hundred miles apart.
Monique hit me with all the usual "Why is a cutie like you still single? And with that big dick? And those balls? Yeesh...I'da never let you out of my sight, a cutie like you with a big dick..."
I, of course, found that to be super flattering, my cock responding in kind.
With the formalities out of the way, our chat became a bit more focused.
MzAmazonia: So Mr. Jay... what is it about us big beautiful black women that drives you so wild?
Jay1415: Hard to say it's any one thing... your curves, the softness, your delicious caramel skin... it's all so yummy, if you don't mind my saying. And the fact that you're like a super successful entrepreneur is super hot too. There is nothing sexier than a successful woman.
MzAmazonia: Wow! Thank you. All of that. I wasn't expecting that. Ya know the part about success being sexy. Most of the conversations I have here are men being like "show me your pussy."
Jay1415: I'm sure you get all sorts of messages.
MzAmazonia: Oh lord. You wouldn't believe it. I mean, I guess I do go looking for it though. I'm pretty much on this site to have fun, chat with whoever's out there, look at some big dicks, play with my pussy and call it a day. Ass man? Tit man?
Jay1415: Hehe... I enjoy it all-- all the good stuff, all the nooks and crannies. =)
MzAmazonia: I have many nooks and crannies. You might get lost.
Jay1415: I hope so...
MzAmazonia: Keep going...
The conversation went on and on into the night. Our chat had gone everywhere. My cock was ready to burst. Her pussy (by her own admission) was sopping wet. Among other things, we had discussed at length our mutual love for all things oral and just having our mouths full at all times.
MzAmazonia: I hope you like creamy pussy, baby. Like SUPER creamy...
Jay1415: I love creamy pussy, baby... though I've only seen real grool in porn. I mean, I've definitely eaten some creamy pussy, but I have yet to have the real grool experience.
MzAmazonia: Gahhhh.... The mere fact that you know the lingo is insanely hot, baby.
Jay1415: I'll bet your vagina is fucking delicious. I won't miss a drop... I promise.
MzAmazonia: Jay... you can have a faceful of my vagina anytime you want. =)
It went on and on like this, as we went back and forth, talking all things sexual-- from pussy eating to ass worship; 69's and fingers and toys and tongues up our asses, as well as all the filthy fucking positions we love. We had covered A LOT.
MzAmazonia: You are fucking scrumptious. You know that?
Jay1415: The feeling is more than mutual, Monique.
My computer's clock read 2am when we finally said goodnight.
I closed my computer and hopped into bed. I came like crazy all over my sheets and passed out seconds later.
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I awoke the next morning hard and excited. Thoughts of Monique rushed into my mind as I played back last night's conversation. I could not wait to talk to her again. But that would have to wait till after work. I figured I would send her a message in the meantime.
I logged in and to my delight, I saw a message waiting for me from none other than my new bestie. And to my even further delight... It was Monique's phone number and the words "Use it anytime..." written directly underneath, with a smiley face and heart.
"Well that progressed a bit quickly." I thought to myself, noticing my increased heart rate. What was going on here?! To this point, I had definitely met some cool chicks on the internet (see Volumes 1-4), and definitely had some fun conversations that led to some fun places. But for some reason this one felt a little different. All the dirty talk was hot as hell, but there was a very nurturing, supportive quality to this woman. And something about that made me tingle.
Was I really already having butterflies in my tummy for a woman I had only spent an evening typing to? Butterflies for my big, beautiful, Amazonian Goddess? I thought of her caramel skin, her enormous black breasts and creamy black pussy. I texted her immediately.
