NOTE: This story is a sequel to Fairy Tale Fuck Fights (3 or 5 depending on the website): Little Bo Peep versus Baba Black Sheep.
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STORY TILL NOW: Little Bo Peep is the most badass pimp in her little kingdom, hooking up every prince and pauper with the penises and pussies of their choice, but recently another badass pimp has been muscling into her territory: Mary Contrary. Mary sent her 'Little Lambs' to take out Bo Peep's 'Sheep' one by one, either by seduction or violence, and slowly work away Bo's whole network of sluts and studs. Bo Peep confronted Mary's main enforcer Baba Black Sheep, a titanically muscular black stud with a cock like an elephant's trunk. Bo managed to fight and fuck Baba into submission with her tight white pussy though, and now she plans to use him to exact revenge on Mary Contrary.
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Bo's room was a mess. Her giant king-sized bed was broken off of its post, the wall behind it was cracked, and her mattress was a damp swamp of sex. The floor was littered with torn scraps of lingerie and undergarments, and every flat surface was frosted with the residue of cocaine and molly. A couple of her most talented sluts were passed out on the floor, their perky breasts peeking up from the ground like fleshly pillows, and their pussies broken and sore.
Bo was pretty sore herself, although she was trying pretty hard not to show it. She was just stepping out of the shower, and her tall, hour-glass, bombshell of a body was still dripping wet and haloed with steam. Her short, naturally curly blond hair was already bouncing back up into shape, and the bite-marks and scratches that had marred her flawless alabaster skin were starting to fade.
She stood in front of her full-body mirror (which was recently cracked) and moaned in approval. Bo had never met a woman that aroused her as much as herself. Piercing blue eyes, puffy pink lips, big round tits that defied gravity, a long abdomen that subtly rippled with muscle, and a firm, strong ass like a prize mare. Her hairless pussy still looked nice and tight even if it had gone through the beating of lifetime these last couple days, and on the inside her womb felt like a punching-bag. Still, she wanted more. She had just gotten done showering off the layers of cum that had coated her body, and already she wanted more.
"You want more, don't you?" a deep baritone voice came from the ruined bed, sounding a little intimidated by the arrogant 23 year old babe. "Damn woman. You're insatiable, you know that?"
Bo giggled. "It's not my fault that I can't get enough of that big black cock, Baba. Besides, looks to me like you're up for it."
The man laying in the bed was big, black, and hung like an elephant. Bo was a tall girl at six-feet (even taller when she wore her platform heels) but Baba still towered over her like a gigantic ebony tree. His muscles bulged obscenely from his body, and his stomach looked more like dark brown washboard. It was his cock that drew the most attention though. A giant, pulsating muscle of black-purple flesh, that even limp hung a devastating ten inches from his powerful waist. When hard, Baba's cock was like a third-leg, or a muscular dwarf's arm flexing upward, the bulbous head as round and plump as an apple.
One thrust from Baba was enough to cripple some girls, but for the last two days Bo had ridden him like a pony and conquered him completely, and now the buxom young white girl had the big, bad, black stud wrapped around her little manicured finger. Baba couldn't quite explain it. He was strong enough to snap Bo's neck like a twig, or break her body over his knee like a piece of cheap plywood, but when Bo smiled at him with those evil blue eyes of hers Baba felt his courage and independence melt away, and his cock get hard.
Bo was a lot like Mary, Baba's last mistress, who had also conquered him just as utterly with her perfect body, who's hot little pussy sucked out his soul on the first night they met. They even looked the same, with very similar bodies and bust-size, but whereas Bo was blue-eyed, hotheaded, and a curly blond, Mary was green-eyed, ice-cold, and her hair was short, straight and as black as oil.
Mary wasn't quite as . . . unquenchable as Bo either. Mary would fuck Baba once a week to keep him hooked on her and to remind him that he was the bitch in their relationship. Bo had also made Baba her big, black bitch, but she hadn't been off of his cock for more than twenty minutes for the last two days. Bo had pumped more cum out of his giant balls in that short time then Mary would in a month.
"Fuck," Bo moaned, rubbing her pussy as she looked over Baba's prone body with a predatory smile. "I don't WANT more of that hot chocolate, I fucking NEED it!"
She walked onto the bed, stood on his chest, and then squatted over his face, pushing her puffy pussy lips against his his mouth.
"Get mommy wet, bitch," Bo smirked, reaching back and taking a hold of Baba's sore, tired cock. Even though his dick burned and his balls felt ready to implode, Baba still responded to Bo's electric touch, and within a fer merciless strokes he was fully hard, the tremendous size of his penis straining his foreskin back and unveiling the engorged purple head.
Baba did what he was told and he ate his mistress's pussy, plunging his tongue deep into her hot little sex-pocket. It amazed him that even after two days of wild, violent sex she still tasted as sweet as raspberries and cream, and her flower overflowed with sticky nectar.
"Oh God," Bo moaned in her husky, raspy voice. "You're tongue is bigger than most other men's cocks!" She began to wriggle on his face, rolling her wonderful ass over his chin and grinding him deeper into the pillows. Her grip on his cock tightened, and her stroking grew fast and mean. She leaned back and slid over, her pussy still planted on Baba's face, but now she was cradling his sledgehammer between her massive tits, and she kissed the big helmet of his cock, running her tongue around the flanged tip, and even penetrating into the slit of his urethra. Her jaw hurt trying to fit the whole thing in her mouth, but she did, and she was getting more comfortable taking the whole thing down her throat, although every time she did so it felt like someone was reaching down into her gut.
With hard, loud, enthusiastic slurps Bo bobbed her bouncing blonde head up and down the full length of Baba's ebony pillar, rocking her whole body back and forth over his, sliding her smooth stomach over his bulging abdominals. Bo didn't care that his cock was sore, or that she might even hurt him by pushing him to such superhuman limits of sex. Bo was a very selfish girl, and she only had sex for her own please. Baba was still going to cum though, Bo would make sure of that, but only because Bo wanted him to. She loved the taste of cum, and Baba's was especially thick and salty.
"Bo . . . Bo I'm-"
Bo didn't need for Baba to say it. He was cumming. His shaft was widening even more, and she could hear the spunk boiling its way upward from his groin.
She sucked down, and then slid up until just his bulbous helmet was in her mouth, and a second later her cheeks were swelling with his cum. He came hard and fast, and although she swallowed the first few gulps the rest exploded from her lips. She smiled and licked up as much as she could, but a good mouthful of it lubricated Baba's shaft.
"You're not fucking done yet," Bo said, licking her lips as she repositioned herself over Baba's spitting anaconda. He was still hard, a stud like him would be for another few minutes even after cumming. Bo loved that about him, that even after deflating his cock kept an impressive plumpness far behind the size of most men were when completely erect.
Bo bit her lip and giggled as she aimed his semen-soaked head up into her wet cunt, his cum and spit lubricating the impossibly insertion. Groaning deeply, she eased her body down, and let Baba's massive ramrod impale her, leaving a visible impression in her stomach.
"Oh yeah. Oh fuck yeah. So fucking big. Stay hard for me, bitch. Stay hard," Bo said as she began to bounce up and down on his cock, her big tits bouncing on her chest. "Don't you fucking go soft! Keep it up bitch!"
Baba was a large, powerfully built man, but right now he was whimpering like a little girl. He couldn't have gone soft even if he had wanted to, the very scent of Bo's arousing pheromones was enough to keep him hard. He was fucking her into the bed so hard that it began to slid across the floor, the already broken headboard banging against the cracked wall. Bo squealed and clawed at his chest, leaving long, slender scratches across his rock-hard pectorals.
