A Night With Brandi

This is my first story outside of fan-fiction. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did writing it. Everyone is over 18.

*****

The best part about picking up someone from the airport at night was how dead it was. No traffic and no hustle.

This town was no different and the quiet terminal was starting to fill up with passengers from the latest arrival. Every foot step was bringing him one step closer to facing the unknown and his sign was shaking between his unstable hands.

Brandi.

That name was going to change his life.

After a year of planning and gathering the will power to go through with it, he was about to shut up all of his online gaming buddies once and for all. All the quips and insults about being a virgin, being short and never being with a woman were about to change. Years of school bullies and girls who wouldn't give him a chance didn't matter now. With the power of the internet, anything was possible.

Looking up, he felt a rumble in his chest that scared him. Not only was she probably the most beautiful thing he's ever seen in person, but she was staring at him while descending the stairs. She gave him a gentle wave and he fumbled with one back to her.

That light bob of her pineapple pony tail with all of those curls had his attention until he traced her beauty down to her dark creamy midsection. He noticed the knot tied just below the bouncing chocolate globes and his gaze got lost between her never ending cleavage.

Of course, she was a connoisseur of fashion; her Instagram and SnapChat were perfection. The light green top was like a second skin and made everything pop. Even though she had a hoodie wrapped around her waist, he had an idea of how wide and how thick everything was underneath those frayed jean shorts. He wanted to die between those thighs. All of the pictures he saw were a joke compared to seeing her in person.

"An I instead of a Y," she said with a beautiful smile, "You remembered."

"Of course," he nodded with a goofy grin. Her voice was heaven and he shivered.

Brandi's hand came out and she pointed towards his pants. "ID?"

"Oh," he shook his head, remembering. "Duh. Yeah. One second."

He held up his drivers license that revealed his age and she pulled the sign from him. He knew she was tall, but when she brought her arms around him and pulled his face against her soft warm boobs, he realized just how short he was. It didn't matter, because that thought was erased the moment she put those plump glossy lips into his. God, she smelled so good. This was a dark chocolate that he had never tasted before.

"Nice to finally meet you, Daniel," she said in a whisper, pulling on an earlobe with her wet mouth.

He had never been in a situation involving PDA and thought fuck it. No one knows him here and his pants were stretched out tight and rubbing on her inner thigh already.

"You...you, too," he stuttered.

He felt a sudden emptiness as she pulled away and nodded towards the terminal exit.

"Got a ride for us, babe?"

"Yeah," he said quickly, "This way."

"Aw. Look at those cute dimples," she smiled, poking at his cheek.

He looked up at her and just blurted it out.

"You are fuckin' beautiful."

Brandi grabbed his hand and interlocked their fingers, kissing the top.

"I'm going to have so much fun with you tonight."

*****

With his hand locked in with his new girl, they were the last car on the lot and of course, parked out into bum-fucked-egypt. He glanced up at the stars and then up to his gorgeous woman.

"Thanks for coming," he said quietly.

Brandi clinched on his hand and smiled, "Hell, you paid in full. My clock doesn't even start until we get to the hotel."

She wasn't cheap, either. It had taken six months to save the money needed to fly her here and pay for her time while paying for rent and bills. He thought about his words carefully and used his fob to unlock the door.

"So, I should use my free time wisely then?"

He had it half way open and it flew out of his grasp and she trapped him between her and the cold car. Her hand was quickly full of a hefty bulge and she pushed her weight onto him.

"So, you're saying you want some on the house?" she asked, startling him with a serious tone. The jostling of his heavy package was bringing the pitched tent to button busting levels.

Daniel felt fear and excitement come over him. Not a single woman has touched him and now he was being held down and his cock and balls fondled in the airport parking lot. There wasn't much time to think and a warm texture came over his fat shaft.

"Let me in there," Brandi muttered under her breath, "Oh, that's nice."

Within an instant, her hand was slimy with hot liquid and she gave him the long strokes top to bottom.

"Quite the meatiness you have here, kiddo," she whispered.

"Thanks," he struggled to get out. He squirmed uncontrollably against her delicious thick body and she pecked his cheek.

"Think cause you're eighteen and packing big, that you can get freebies from me, huh?" Brandi spoke out, quickly beating him off and bulging his pants out with every pump.

"We might get caught out here," he said, stumbling on his words.

"Oh, now you're worried about getting caught," she smiled, juggling his balls in her hot hand, "I don't see any lights or cameras out here."

"Ye-yeah, but," he looked around, worried.

"But what?" she laughed.

She took a squat and latched onto his pants pulling them down to his ankles in one swift motion. He immediately went to cover himself and save whatever dignity he had left and sighed out the moment she captured his wrists and pinned them to the car door. Looking down, his fat cock covered up a good portion of her face and just the idea of somebody this gorgeous staring it down from below was taking his hardness to the unknown.

"Hnngg, look at all that," she grinned. "Big ass dick like this and I'm your first?" she said, confused, "I do this for a living and even I'm getting juicy looking at it-slurrpp..."

His knees buckled and a rush of new feelings hit him like a truck as she sucked the top through her thick lips and into an awaiting fluttering tongue covered in hot spit. He was experiencing so many things at once that he just shuddered and looked down at her with a dumb face while she slobbered on it.

"Mmmph," she smiled, plopping off of it like a big sugary lollipop. "That motha fucka is tasteee-shluurrp..." Her lips suckled onto the underside and gently massaged that thick vein all the way to his dangling sack and inhaled both large nuts into her slutty sloppy mouth.

"Shit," he said quietly, his staggered breath drawing it out slowly.

Brandi pulled them up and down, slapping his wet tip onto her forehead with loud thuds. He couldn't explain what he was feeling, all he could do was live in the moment. The noises she was making was driving him crazy. She kissed and slurped and tugged on his balls like her life depended on it and in a way, he guessed that it did. This was his personal and professional lady of the night.

That realization led to a hand shaking free of her tough grip and grabbing her by the ponytail of curls that sat on top. It was so soft between his fingers and he tightened around it, pulling her away from his bloated nuts. Brandi looked up at him and was yanked forward, her lips being pried apart and her mouth stuffed. He brought his other hand to the back of her skull and stood straight, rocking his hips. That all familiar feeling was creeping up inside. All of those years of jerking off into or onto whatever he had was about to change tonight.

Down below, soft fingers were twirling around on the side of his thighs while he took over and started slapping his big soggy sack into her chin. Her tonsils were being glazed with warm liquid every time he managed to get deep down and she vibrated him with groans. He was humping wildly and she moaned in agreement with his heavy breathing from above.

"Oh, fuck," he grunted. He didn't want to draw attention, but it was so hard to care. There wasn't anybody around but he couldn't contain...or think...or hold it in...

He roughly pulled her in and heard a loud gurgle, nudging into her throat. He froze and everything let go, rapidly splashing waves of thick nut into her. These weren't normal ropes at the house; this was gushing jizz that felt like a fountain spraying. His toes curled in his shoes and he held her tight, listening to the wonderful sound of her gulping and extracting the biggest load of his young life. Her insides were caressing him in ways he didn't know existed. He never thought this day would happen and felt a tap on his leg, not aware of how long he held her there. With a gag from her, he pulled it out with a nasty slurp and his shaft was clean and shiny. She swallowed every thing and not a single drop got away.

"Good boy," Brandi said, standing up. She leaned into him with her slick lips and placed a kiss on him. "That's one way to get this star-Oh, gosh..."

A tear was sliding down his face and she put her lips to it. He could barely stand after what she just did to him.

"C'mon, none of that, Boo," she said gently, wrapping her arms around his head and pulling him into her warm cleavage. She could hear the sobs and sniffles and kept him in her embrace until he was ready to pull away. She helped with his pants and gave him another lingering kiss.

"Thanks for the protein, love," she smiled, "Makes me strong."

"Um, what about you?" He asked, a hand slowly creeping towards her shorts.

Brandi snatched it and pulled it back.

"Don't worry about me, hun. Keep fuckin' around and we're gonna get caught," she chuckled, slapping him on the butt, "Get that cute little ass into the car."

*****

This place was a ghost town at this hour and the drive to the hotel was a bit lengthy. Staying at home playing video games all day keeps the people he knew at a minimum, but he wanted to make sure that he didn't get noticed; especially with a prostitute.

Brandi had the wind flowing through those big gorgeous curls and she flashed him a smile. He couldn't keep his focus off of her. She was just too pretty.

"Better keep them eyes on the road," she said, pointing.

"Was just thinking we could grab some food on the way," he said. He needed something to distract him from constantly reliving that orgasm he just shot into her. "There's a McDonalds up here."

Brandi pursed her lips and gave him a look. "All that big boy money and you taking me to McDeath?"

She slid over in his seat and grabbed at the noticeable inflation in his crotch. Having this big young innocent dick in her hand was making this trip so much more interesting. She was having fun with him.

Coming around the curve, the loud speaker rang out and the guy asked for their order. She nuzzled into his ear.

"Can I get the double quarter pounder-extra meat-on it McDick, please?" She whispered, licking into it, "And supersize that shit." Brandi was squeezing the top, filling her palm with it and rubbing thick bulbs of fluid into his underwear. "Oof...extra mayo, too. Mmph, extra man cheese. Extra every-fucking-thing."

"Umm," he stuttered, "Can I get two number one meals?"

His arm lifted up and curls took over his view followed by a loving embrace cuddling all around the sensitive top. Grabbing a hold of her again, he laid his head back and let his money take him to new amazing places.

"Will that be all?"

He shook out of it and hollered yes. As he crept up to the window, he thought about all the scenarios that could play out and decided that he was growing a pair tonight and pushed and pulled on her.

"I got it. You just keep suckin' it," he said smooth and cocky, much to her amusement.

Card in hand, he extended to the guy in the window and his eyes got a bit wide. Not a word was said and after the transaction, he nodded to the cashier and the window closed.

"Fuck," he grunted, "Bitch, keep suckin' my fuckin' dick."

His woman for the night did as she was told and made love to it right in the middle of the drive-through. Her fat meaty tongue slapped on the thickness while he plunged it in more and more, lining her mouth with little spurts of salty arousal. The window slid and he grabbed his bags, dropping them into the back seat. This time there was a woman with the guy who took his order, staring him down. His eyes fluttered as Brandi worked her magic and he gave them a stupid smile. He probably wouldn't come back here again.

They pulled away and he couldn't contain his excitement for being apart of such a lewd act. He couldn't believe he said those things, but he kept doing it!

"Does your husband know you're out here sucking dick?" he smiled, loving this role play. "That guy in the window was so jealous."

"Nah uh," she said, muffled.

"Good," he laughed, "Keep my cock in your mouth until we get home."

He pulled out his cheese burger and took a big bite, cruising down the road while she worked her magic.

*****

Waiting for the shower to stop felt like an eternity. The room was warm with candle light and his shaft was glistening, pointing towards the ceiling. The hardness he was experiencing this night was something he never wanted to disappear and he patiently waited for everything he had paid for.

The water quit and he let out a sigh. Reality was setting in and he was in a hotel with a very expensive woman who handcuffed him to the chair. No one knows he's here and his phone has been turned off to avoid interruptions. In hindsight, this wasn't the safest thing he's ever done. It didn't matter now. She was coming for him.

"Hey, cutie," she smiled.

"Fuck," he shuddered.

She was unreal. There was so much to take in. He didn't know where to start and all he could do was stare upwards as she loomed over him. That glorious head of hair was tucked into the black veil and he got a clear view of her beautiful face, falling deep into those hazel eyes. Her hands found her hips and he undoubtedly locked onto the swaying cross just below all of the cleavage she was laying out for him. Her holy nun whore outfit was out of this world.

"Have you come to make a confession?" she asked.

One of her thick legs raised and with it a matching white thigh high heel until she nestled it under his huge balls. Brandi had a hand slowly drifting from her waist down on to a large bulge coming from her holy clothing. She delivered and twelve inches of strap on were waiting for him.

"I haven't been with a woman...I'm a fucking loser..." he said, before she cut him off.

"Oh, honey," she said softly, dropping her leg and pushing her tent onto his lips, "Shh. The Lord doesn't judge. It's just us here; no labels."

He couldn't help but run his face up and down on it. It was so long and wide and he couldn't see most of it, yet.

"Worship it," she said, holding her arms out, "Worship it and through me you will be rewarded by him."

He couldn't stop admiring it with his lips, pursing and kissing on her fake boner through the fabric. Brandi smiled and looked down on him.

"He works in mysterious ways, " she continued, "He told me that you were going to adore and cherish this big black cock."

She pulled the clothing to the side, revealing a dark behemoth that pushed out over his vision and fell onto his face with a thud. A long tremble tore through him and he couldn't move. Brandi grabbed a hold at the fat base and slapped him with big cracking hits to the head over and over.

"I'm so glad I could be the one to bring you into the light," she smiled, beating on him.

"Th-that's real," he said quietly, breathing in her aroma.

"Open that mouth," she suddenly barked, pulling his head back. Grabbing herself and leaning in, she dangled her enormous chocolate sack on his tongue and he gently sucked it between his lips. What the hell was he doing? He had balls in his mouth...

"I'm one hundred percent real, darling," she told him, smiling down and listening to him slobber on her nuts. "I'm going to change your life."

He was giving her hefty cum bag a long sustained tug and she slid her nails into his scalp, grabbing a hold. "But first, this sister needs relief."

Brandi pulled her moist nuts from his grasp with a nasty plop and brought down a throbbing purple crown to his wet lips. "Let the Lord in," she demanded, lunging forward. His mouth spread apart around her large veins and his eyes slammed shut the moment she hit the resistance in his throat. His tongue was bathed in a salty taste and he struggled to fit anymore in.

"Let the Lord in to your heart," she said louder.

After a big slobber spewing cough, the opportunity was taken and her hips sunk hard with all twelve inches disappearing into a hot slippery passage. Those young innocent eyes were wide and full of uneasiness with the realization that he couldn't breathe. What was he doing? Cuffed to a chair, no one knows where he is and a woman has her humongous black cock lodged into his chest. This wasn't what he had envisioned, but...it felt good. The throat was hurting, but it felt so good.

"I feel that heart beating faster on my dick, cutie," she said with a smile, "Mm, need to breathe?"

He nodded with a gurgle and she clamped her nails tighter into his head, giving him a wink.

"You love this," she whispered, "Baby, you're harder than steel."

Now thinking about it, his shaft hurt with every throb.

"So fuckin' hard," she said again, pushing in her hips, "Mmph, suck on that dick."

He didn't have a choice. Brandi had him by the head and her waist was coming and going, making sure she was bottomed out balls deep into his tight little tunnel. It was gushy, warm and continually spilling out slop from the corners of his moist mouth.

"You don't need to breathe," she shook her head, "Just take them inches."

He could feel her nails getting tighter, keeping him firmly in place as her fuck toy and she let out a laugh.

"Oh, I know you can feel my balls beating on you," she smiled, "Haven't came in a week. I'm so full."

Brandi stepped back with her boy in tow, leaning him forward so she could really wedge it in easier. It was so slick and sloppy. She bucked those dark thighs, rapidly clapping her bulging balls. Grabbing a hold of her cheap outfit, she ripped it off and revealed her creamy chocolate abs. It was like they were chiseled from the man upstairs himself. The gleaming cross bounced around onto her rock hard mid section, trapped between that luscious valley of warm amber breast.

"God damn, I know you like that," she shouted, "I know you like this big black dick."

How could he argue? Every time he thought he was about to get a breath, her silky smooth skin slammed into his forehead and a mix of leaky splooge and thick slobber squished onto her dangling grapefruit sack. Those huge tendrils were swinging like ropes, splattering everywhere. This was everything he had hoped for; everything he had paid for. Money truly brought happiness.

Brandi's hands clamped down hard into his sweaty hair and pulled with purpose, smashing her titties together and almost pulling him out of his seat. She doubled down the pounding of his insides and plowed with relentless power.

"Gimme that FUCKIN' pussy, baby," she grunted, lunging her hips at him through heavy breaths, "TAKE it...SUCK it...SUCK it...SUCK it!"

Her head fell back while shouting at him and he felt his jaw spreading uncomfortably wide. Brandi moaned loudly and a quick jolt went through his mouth and close to his heart. He felt the warm gush hit his chest like a shot of liquor and Brandi yanked him hard and sheathed it in him again with a blast of nut butter that likely squirted directly into his belly. She spanked his battered neck with her exploding nuts, causing another ribbon of jizz to unload through her tingling tip and splatter his walls in spunk. She heaved her body at him over and over until all she could do was shake uncontrollably, emptying the remainder of her deflating sack into this young man.