Big Booty Bitches Ch. 23

Vida's apartment was a little beach house located in Miami Beach, on Atlantic Way street. It was up in North Beach, taking Steven a long while of driving through the night to get there. He quite liked that Vida's place was far out of town, offering a subtle escape from being close by anywhere. The beach house had numerous large bushes covering the front of it, making it easy to miss without a careful eye. Outside the backyard were a couple of trees covering up the light blue painted building and offering the beach shore accessible in walking distance beyond a small gate. It was a quiet little place giving the model closure as she liked to have her privacy. Vida climbed out of bed, running her hand through her long dark hair before she called out to him.

"Steven, honey? Are you here?"

"Yeah, just one minute!"

He called out from the bathroom. Vida glanced, seeing the door was opening and a light shining. She ignored his words, walking right in as she caught him rinsing out his mouth from brushing his teeth. Steven placed the pink tooth brush back in it's spot after he was finished. He turned to greet Vida with a smile, standing there shirtless wearing nothing but his underwear. Vida leaned in and kissed his cheek before speaking.

"Good morning."

"Hey, good morning sweet heart."

She stood beside him as he turned to face the mirror above the sink. It was a large round shape with a gold border around it. Vida glanced back in the mirror, starring at them both before Steven began to wash his face. As he ran his wet hands over his face, she spoke again.

"What time did you get in? I must have been asleep, didn't hear you."

"About three in the morning. Took me a while to drive out here, no traffic in the dead of night."

He placed his hand up on the faucets, turning them off as he was now finished. Steven turned back to look at Vida, just before she replied to him.

"Well, how did the party go last night? It sounds like you must have been busy to get here that late."

"Oh, the party..."

Steven laughed, shaking his head. He had just remembered the deal with Khloe.

"I'll tell you about it after I make breakfast. I've got a funny story to tell you, baby."

Vida smirked to him.

"Now I'm interested, but I'll wait and let you tell me. Sweet of you to make me breakfast, Steven."

"Not a problem, baby. Hold off on a shower for now and I'll join you after we eat."

She kissed his lips, just before he could walk out of the bathroom leaving her to tend to herself in privacy. Steven didn't mind cooking breakfast for a woman he was in love with. It reminded him of his old days, being married and raising a son. While Vida washed up for the morning, Steven put on his pants and threw back on his shirt before leaving the bedroom. In the kitchen, Steven found enough supplies in the cabinets to make a few pancakes, as well as enough eggs to scramble and offer with toast. He would go on to spend the next hour cooking in the kitchen, making them both a nice breakfast meal. By the time Vida had reunited with him in the kitchen, she inhaled the scent of fresh food and smiled. There were two plates each for both of them with pancakes and eggs, and then a separate plate with buttered toast.

"Oh my, I forgot how much you love to cook Steven."

Vida had slipped on a black T-shirt and a thong before arriving back in the kitchen. They still had time to shower, so she didn't bother dressing up yet. Her hair was fixed up in a pony tail. Steven took two glasses and filled them with orange juice before he joined her to sit down at the table and eat. While the Cuban model took her fork and cut into the pancake, she spoke up to strike a conversation.

"So...Who's party was that last night? I've been just dying to know since you told me yesterday."

Steven glanced at her while raising the glass of orange juice to his lips. After taking a sip, he answered her.

"Khloe Kardashian. She came into the club with a bunch of friends, had to give them a private room upstairs."

"Oh, that's interesting."

Vida replied while taking another bite from her fork. Steven continued speaking.

"Yeah, she needs to find some better bodyguards. Fucking idiots decided to start a fight in there, smashed a table and put a crack in the wall. I wasn't too happy about that."

"I can't imagine you were. So, is she going to pay for the damages or what?"

Steven continued eating. Before he answered her back, the sound of their forks edging on the plate could be heard. Thinking to himself, he didn't want to flat out admit that a plan had been made in exchange of sex. Steven thought for a minute how he could word it better to Vida. He swallowed down a piece and then looked back at Vida with a smirk before replying

"Yeah, get a load of this; she wants to pay off the damages but with sex, she offered a threesome between me and my nephew Antonio."

Vida's jaw dropped.

"Oh my god, are you for real?"

"Yes, baby! I'm honest here! She said it would be cheaper than spending a few grand if she just had some fun with us."

"I knew it, I knew those Kardashian women were cheap asses. She'd rather fuck you than paying the damages herself, she's like that."

Just like that, Vida bought his story without questioning. She had heard rumors within modelling for several years, so it didn't surprise her to hear something like this regarding a Kardashian. They continued eating, Steven chuckled at her words. After a moment, he spoke again.

"So, what do you think baby?"

"What do you mean, Steven?"

Their eyes met, both of them sipping on their glass of orange juice. Steven tilted his head a bit before smirking. Still toying with the truth in his mind, he had to word this better for her approval. He didn't want Vida to know the fact that he already planned this out last night.

"You don't mind if I do fuck her? My nephew is going to be there with me. I figured he could use a good time with a beautiful woman."

Vida laughed at him. It was a slow, almost sinister sounding laugh. She slowly shook her head before glancing back into his eyes to answer his question.

"Do you really wanna fuck her, Steven? Then go right on ahead, who am I to stop you? You're a man after all. Don't take me for a fool, as I know how you men are. You get what you want in life, that's what I like about you. I'll let you fuck her, but under one circumstance."

"What do you mean by that, babe?"

She smirked at him. Since Steven had brought this up, Vida had developed an idea in her mind. She had her own card to play when it came to the Kardashian women. Vida wasn't going to allow Steven to have his fun without her getting something out of it."

"Bring your phone with you. I want you to take a photo for me."

"A photo?"

Vida nodded, continuing on.

"Yeah! I want you to cum on that whore's face and take a picture of her with her kissing your dick. You can do that for me, right Steven?"

"Oh yeah, I can do that for you. I have to meet her in a few hours. I'm going to take her to Antonio's penthouse where we have everything planned."

She smirked a sinister grin.

"Good, thank you. Now let's finish eating and go get in the shower. You aren't fucking that whore yet until I have some fun with you first!"

They resumed eating their breakfast before it could get cold. Steven thought of asking Vida the reason she requested the photo, but he dropped the thought for now. Since she had given him her blessing to fuck Khloe, he figured he had to repay her the same respect of not pushing her motive for the photo. Perhaps she wanted it for their own photo collection, as Vida was a kinky freak like that who loved to have photos. He almost asked her if the photo would go in their album that she had given him for his birthday, but after second thoughts, he didn't mention it. The thought of shower sex with her was overcoming him, as he couldn't wait to finish eating now.

It took them both a little over twenty minutes to finish up. Vida took the dirty dishes and placed them into the sink to wash later after he was to leave. Together, they walked back into the bedroom hand in hand. Steven had just realized that his suit was the only clothes he had with him here. He would have to take a shower, drive all the way back home to Coconut Grove and change his clothes before picking Khloe up. Vida walked them back to the bathroom connected in her bedroom, pushing her hands up against his chest before kissing his lips passionately. She then stepped away, stripping her shirt and thong off to reveal her thick Cuban ass to his sight. Steven followed her actions, stripping his clothes off to join her in the nude as she turned the faucets to get the water running in the shower.

Vida offered her hand after stepping her left foot into the shower. Steven gazed back into her beautiful brown eyes before taking her hand. As she pulled him into the shower, he reached back for the light green shower curtain and tugged it to close them up in the tight space. Vida wrapped her arms around her neck, shoving her body up against his as her huge breasts pushed over his hairy chest. Within hours, he would be fucking another woman, but Vida knew that she could outdo that other woman when it came to this man only. They began to kiss while the water sprayed over their heads from above. Making their hair wet at the same time their tongues danced back and forth. Steven ran his hands over her smooth tanned skin, finally pulling back from the kiss to let out a moan. Vida smirked and called to him.

"Nothing better than fucking my man in the shower."

Her hand reached down, grabbing his cock. She let out a giggle before speaking again.

"And I get to fuck him before he takes a Kardashian whore and fucks her like a bitch."

She laughed, forcing Steven to crack up too at her words. Her hand still pumped his shaft with her small fingers wrapped around it. Vida quickly went down to her knees, forcing Steven to take a few steps as the warm water sprayed on his back. From the floor of the shower, she pushed her puffy lips over his cock and went to sucking on it. 'Mmmmmm', she moaned while moving her hand back and forth as her lips bobbed up and down on his cock. Her lips and hand moved in perfect synchronization to jack him off and suck at the same time. Steven took a deep breath, moaning out as Vida continued to suck his cock.

"Yeah, there you go. Suck it baby!"

'Mmmmm, mmmm, mmm', the sound of her moaning over his rod was muted by the loud sounds of the water faucet spraying from above them. Vida twirled her tongue around Steven's meat pole, sucking on it like a peppermint stick. She knew they were about to fuck on a time table, so Vida couldn't waste a whole lot of time. She was ready to get that cock lodged into her pussy, knowing that he would be fucking her thick epic ass soon after. Once she had coated his cock with layers of her saliva, Vida released it from between her lips and pulled herself up to face him. Steven put his hands over her breasts, squeezing them before she moved her face inches in front of his.

"Come on, fuck me against the wall! Fuck me hard!!"

Vida quickly wrapped her thick legs around him, forcing his cock to brush up against her clit. Steven wrapped his arms around her, shoving her to the wall as she requested it. She reached her hands down, guiding his cock into her pussy and groaning into pleasure as he made the first thrust. Their lips connected yet again, kissing as he began to thrust into her as she leaned against the wall. There wasn't a care in the world about the shower spraying down from above them. Soon, the sound of her thick ass pushing up against the wet wall could be heard. Once their lips broke, Steven planted his lips to her neck, kissing it as Vida closed her eyes and cried out.

"Ohhhhhh, yeah!! That's it, fuck me! FUCK ME!!"

Over and over, his cock thrust into her pussy back and forth. Vida's hands ran over his back, latching onto him as her long fingernails began to scrap over his skin. Steven groaned, crying out as she broke his flesh.

"Oh, fuck!!"

With a grunt, he took a few steps back and moved her from against the wall. Steven turned, pushing Vida up against the opposite wall where the shower sprayer was. A flood of water rained down over his face and chest, but he didn't stop from thrusting into her back and forth. Vida's nails raked into his back yet again, this time creating small cut wounds on his back. The feeling of pleasure was enough to override the stinging pain over his back. Steven leaned his head up to kiss her lips again, still bucking his hips as hard as he could to pump his cock into that sweet pussy. She was already close, due to how fast he maintained his pace.

"YES, YES!! MAKE ME CUM!! YES, STEVEN!!"

As if her words couldn't be encouraging enough, Steven placed his hands up on her shoulders to try and force himself to pump into her faster. Vida unwrapped her legs from around his waist. The splashing of the water couldn't become louder than her voice moaning aloud. For Steven, he wanted to hold off his own orgasm. He planned to shoot his load in her ass since he had be out the door and on the road within the next hour. Vida closed her eyes, gritting her teeth as she knew the time was coming short now. As he continued to pump his dick in and out of her clit, she felt herself approaching the busting point of her orgasm. Vida gasped, groaning aloud.

"OHHHHH, YES! FUCK ME!! OHHHH!!"

Finally, Steven slowed himself down as he felt her juices coating his cock. He made one final thrust, pushing her ass back against the wall for what would be the last time. All Vida could do was close her eyes and embrace the feeling of the orgasm. She moved her arms from around his back, freeing him of her grasp for now. It was a miracle that Steven didn't blow from within her, for he was close already. He pulled his cock from her pussy, taking a few steps back. It suddenly dawned on him that the shower had created a mist of fog clouding up the entire bathroom. Vida giggled as she reopened her eyes to gaze forward at him. Steven took a second to catch his breath before speaking out to her.

"Come on, baby! I need you to turn around for me, get your hands up against the fucking wall."

Due to him being out of breath, his words came out softer than usual. Vida was well aware that Steven meant to order her in a stern matter, but she couldn't help but giggle to him. She moved from against the wall, turning around but not without teasing him with sweet naughty words.

"Oh, yeah? You want me up against the wall so you can fuck me in the ass, yeah?"

She closed her eyes, leaning the palms of her hands against the wall to spread her ass out from behind. Vida could feel the water spraying down over the small of her back, creating a small river that overflowed down both sides of her body. When Steven didn't reply back, she teased him again.

"You wanna fuck my ass while you think about that Kardashian bitch, huh?"

A loud smack was heard and Vida moaned. Steven had raised his left hand back to strike her ass cheeks. A few seconds later, he pulled her thick cheeks back with his hands and slid his fat cock into her dark hole. She gasped, moaning out as he began to slowly pump his cock into her ass. Vida teased him yet again since he was still silent of words.

"Yeah, go on! Fuck that ass! FUCK MY ASS! I want you to be thinking about MY ass when you are fucking that Kardashian whore!! FUCK MY ASS, STEVEN!!"

Over and over, Steven rammed his cock back and forth into that thick Cuban ass. He reared his hand back and spanked the left cheek of that famous booty. Vida gasped, moaning in an innocent voice to drive him crazy. All she could think about was the fact he would be with that Kardashian woman in a few hours. She wanted to drive him nuts as he continued to pump his cock back and forth into her ass.

"YES, YES!! FUCK THAT ASS!! GO ON, YEAH FUCK ME IN THE ASS WHILE YOU THINK ABOUT THAT KARDASHIAN SLUT!!"

"Fuck, fuck!! Baby, I'm gonna cum!!"

A grunt was heard between the water spraying down over her tanned body. Vida groaned, teasing him with her yelling voice again.

"CUM IN MY ASS! SHOOT THAT HOT LOAD IN ME, I WANT IT!!"

His hand reared back before slapping the left cheek of her ass again. Steven made one final thrust and then grunted as his cock exploded deep within her back door hole. Vida moaned, feeling his hot load in her while the warm water still flowed over her body. Steven took a deep breath, leaning up as he pulled his cock from her ass. Vida wasn't bothered by his hot cum pouring out down her thighs. He had his fun for now, but they now had to wash their bodies while the bathroom was a misty room of fog. No words were exchanged as she had turned around to face him. They kissed before finally grabbing the soap and wash rag, proceeding to wash one another's body in exchange.

Twenty minutes had passed by the time they were done with the shower. The fog seemed to be permanent in the room before they had turned off the water and stepped out. Steven was stuck in his old clothes from last night, forcing a small conversation as Vida had teased him about having to drive all the way back in town to find a fresh suit of clothes. By the time he was dressed, Vida had rolled her wet hair up in a towel and put on a blue robe over her body. She had a seat down on the bed, watching as he put his shoes back on and shoved his cellphone into the inside pocket of his jacket. As he was ready to leave, Vida decided to tease him as he was ready to walk out the door.

"Go get her, baby! Go fuck that Kardashian bitch like the whore she is!"

"I will!"

"Don't forget to take the photo for me."

Steven laughed, shaking his head before he smiled back to her.

"I won't, I promise baby."

He headed out for the door, ready to get behind the wheel of his Cadillac and go back home. Steven had a tight schedule, to go get a new suit from home and then drive back to the club to pick up Khloe. Vida would go down as a great warm up for today's challenge with Khloe.

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3 HOURS LATER

A breath of fresh air was inhaled upon looking back at the mirror. Antonio looked into his reflection, making sure he didn't miss a spot on his face after shaving. Today was an important day for events that would be taking place within his penthouse suite. Just last night, his uncle Steven dropped a bombshell on him that they would be sharing Khloe Kardashian in a threesome. There was no question about it, as Antonio just wanted to experience the fun of another famous woman. Despite past experiences of famous ladies, he found himself to be somewhat nervous this afternoon.

The young had went home and straight to sleep the previous night. As Steven had told him, the words rang true: 'She's a fucking Kardashian. We can't half-ass this, gotta give her the best we can offer'. It was true, regardless if the subject was a party or bedroom pleasure. Antonio didn't want to disappoint Khloe whatsoever, knowing that a woman like her could be hard to please. After he was done washing his face, the young man stepped out of the bathroom. Earlier back in the morning, he took a shower upon awakening. He was dressed in a pair of pink shorts and a light green T-shirt. Upon walking back into the living room, he heard his phone sound off a text notification alert. Sitting down on the couch, he grabbed the phone and opened up a text from his uncle Steven.

'Be there soon in 10 minutes. Hope you're ready.'

Outside the building, Steven parked his Cadillac in a spot behind the luxury hotel. Sitting across from him was none other than Khloe Kardashian herself. True to her word, she waited outside the club for Steven's arrival. Khloe had arrived with her own ride to deliver a briefcase of cash that was now sitting safely in the trunk of Steven's car. The briefcase contained ten grand in cash, more than enough to pay the damages back at the club. She had fired her bodyguards under twenty four hours, true to her word from last night. Steven and Khloe had a short conversation before the drive, he was impressed with her. She was all business, ready for pleasure. Over her curvy body she wore a white jacket zipped up covering most of her body. Her long blonde hair was parted down the middle, large gold hoop ear were attached to her ears. As for Steven, he had changed into a pair of black pants with a purple shirt under a white jacket, freshly clean clothes from his home.