Calvin was on his way home from a gardening shift in some rich bastard's garden, the summer heat was brutal, and sweat poured down his bare chest, his physique chiselled despite his fifty-years of misery.
Calvin sighed, if only he could move in here and be surrounded by these perfect surroundings. He could drop his guard here, feel comfortable and all it would take was a proper white wife.
Just the thought of a white woman being his made his knees weak. He loved them, and he knew he could find trashy ones back on his side of the city, but he wanted one as perfect as the surroundings he was observing. And when passing a garden, he stopped dead in his tracks.
The garden had a pool in it, which in itself was stupid. This was England, after all, how many times would you get to use one? But it wasn't the garden that had stopped him. It was the biggest weakness, ass and there was so much of it he had to grip the fence not to swoon and hit his head on the pavement.
A man walked from her sunbed, leaving what had to be sun lotion on the back of the thiccest pair of thighs he had seen. The width of the crazy muscle looking wider than her waist! Her proportions were crazy and he didn't notice at first, but he was openly drooling at the shape of them in broad daylight for anyone that would pass by.
If time stopped as he watched the young white woman's tight ass jiggling when she adjusted to get comfortable, he honestly couldn't tell, but it felt like it, because the short little blonde's ass was a work of art.
God damn... she wasn't just thicc, she was fit as fuck.
Fuck, Calvin hadn't seen a white woman sport an ass that big, muscularly sculpted and each with cheeks so round they looked like footballs stuffed beneath her skin and clashing together in a cleavage of ass that ate most of her dark bikini bottoms.
Damn... he couldn't move, she was sex incarnate! The entirety of her backside looked perfectly shaped, curvaceous and firm, the skin as smooth and tanned as her shapely legs. She was just... wow.
Nothing was left to the imagination about how fucking fit she was as she lay there, all alone and in need of sun lotion to protect her against the sun, but what she needed protection of was him. But with her man leaving the house and strolling down the street and away from him and his lonely wife, her sexiness was up for grabs.
Calvin looked around, checking to see if the coast was clear before he jumped over the fence and made his way through the garden as stealthily as he could.
As he neared her sun bed, he was presented with the sight of this gorgeous blonde laid out on her stomach, her eyes closed and her head to one side resting on her folded arms. He gulped back the saliva that was forming a pool in his bottom lip as he admired the sheer perfection of her. The bikini top was on the grass beside the sun bed, leaving her topless and with a sexy tan line on her upper back and he could see her tits bulging out from underneath her at the sides.
His attention was soon drawn to the bare round ass cheeks that pushed up as if offered to him and he had never seen a bigger or sexier ass up close. that clung beautifully to the lovely shape of her cock hardening cheeks.
Calvin looked at the sun lotion between her thighs and the little droplets already applied.
He felt like a madman when he stood with one leg on either side of her sun bed and sat down atop the back of her knees.
"I thought you had gone," she said in a soft sleepy voice as he grabbed the sun lotion, squirted it into his palms and got to work while he still had the opportunity. "Ah, that's it," she said as he worked his palms into the crazy fit hamstrings, kneading the firm muscles and rubbing the lotion into her skin.
The old boy didn't know what to do, he could see she obviously thought he was her husband, judging by the wedding band on her finger, and he was beyond excited as his hands neared the round and large ass cheeks.
"Make sure you don't spend all the time on my ass and forget the rest of me," she said and he liked her voice. She sounded cute and sweet, but with a little hint of allure as if parts of her voice remained stuck in her throat.
With his mouth drooling and his old cock growing ever harder in his shorts, he knew this was a once in a lifetime opportunity, if he lived another hundred years he would never get another chance like this, and never find a white woman this vulnerable or sexy. It was wrong, so wrong, but surely it had to be worth the risk, he couldn't help himself as without thinking he slid his eager hands up and sunk his fingers into her ass.
He had never felt such perfection, and the thrill from just touching her was such that he forgot any worries over being caught and started to become lost in the whole overwhelming experience.
His raging hard on was throbbing, screaming out for satisfaction, and he was growing more and more desperate for this thicc snack of a white woman. He could feel his heart racing faster and faster. This was pure heaven, her cheeks felt so firm and tight.
Fuck...he had never been so shamelessly crazy about a woman before, but there was no woman he wanted more than this fine-looking blonde!
It was like her sexiness had stripped all of his cognitive thinking and left him with nothing but an instinctive urge to unleash upon her curvaceous body the unbridled lust she awoke within him.
This was simply unbelievable for the sex starved old man, he was seriously close to just holding her down and fucking her brains out right there and then. It would be so easy, and it was so very tempting.
"Mmmmmm, you naughty boy," she whispered in her still sleepy state as he undid her bikini bottoms, and threw the bikini bottoms into the pool. Leaving her fully nude for him as he sunk his large, black hands into her bare cheeks, and her ass was so big that his hands looked tiny.
Calvin thought he could have a heart attack at any moment as the incredible sight of her lovely tight pink pussy came into view. He had never seen anything more beautiful in his entire life, her lovely delicate young lips glistened with her juices.
And he acted on urges without thinking.
SPANK!
"Oh, you bad boy," she moaned while his hands groped and fondled her incredible cheeks. "Don't forget about the rest of me--"
SPANK!
"What's gotten into you?" she asked, still oblivious as he did whatever he wanted with her amazing ass.
Slamming his hands down atop of her big cheeks, she gasped as he quickly fondled and massaged all over her amazing, thicc ass and his eyes feasted on the sight of the chasm formed by her ass cheeks piling together and making his cock the hardest it had ever been.
Calvin was undeterred, staring lustfully at the juicy, and muscularly perfect muscles. He reached forward and palmed each delightful cheek, squeezing them greedily before grabbing each roughly, and pulling them apart, exposing her tight asshole to his gaze for the first time.
FUCK!
The sight of her clean, tight clenched hole made his mouth water.
Calvin didn't even hesitate... he wanted to worship her amazing ass.
He drove forward, pressing his famished mouth against her asshole. In a frenzy of lust, he eagerly extended his tongue and swiped it against the tight gap.
"Ahhh! Fuck! What the fuck!?!?! What are you... ohhhhh god!" the blonde wife moaned out.
