Big Booty Bitches Ch. 29

He sighed before shaking his head.

"You know I can't do that, baby. I've gotta go, but maybe I can get home early tonight."

Jennifer dropped her smile. There was simply no way to shove him out of his motivations to go to work. She was learning the hard way just how stubborn Steven truly was. He squeezed her ass cheeks once more before pulling his hands away. She gazed back into his eyes while unbuttoning his pants.

"Fine, how about I just make you late today? Let's do something quick and then you can go."

Steven smiled, nodding his head.

"Alright, I like the sound of that. I'm real sorry I can't stay home today, but you just gave me enough reason to get home earlier."

This was fine by her. Since Jennifer was unable to get him to stay with her today, at least they could meet in the middle somewhere on a decision. She dropped down to her knees, quickly pulling the button apart at the front of his pants. Time wasn't on her side, but Jennifer didn't really care. If he was late or not, it didn't make a difference to her just as long as they had some afternoon fun before he had to sit in his office back at the club. Tugging his pants and underwear down, his cock sprang free from it's clothed nest, almost smacking across her face. She fixed her hair before her shoulders and then wrapped her right hand around his thick shaft. Jennifer began to stroke it, leaning in to kiss the head while she wanked it between her fingers. Steven brought both of his hands down, cupping her face as he leaned down and rubbed his forehead against hers. Jennifer didn't stop stroking his cock, as she raised her head high enough just to kiss his lips. Once he moved his hands away from her cheeks, she looked into his eyes and brought his cock between her lips.

'Mmmmmm', beginning with an audible moan, Steven was able to feel vibrations as Jennifer began to sensually suck his long pole. Her right hand pushed down to the base as she used her left hand to push up over his leg, keeping her position firmly in place down on her knees. All it took was a few seconds before she picked up the pace, quickly bobbing her head up and down his cock. Steven figured since they were working on borrowed time, perhaps Jennifer was trying to go faster than she normally would. Within seconds, she began to push his cock all the way to the back of her throat. Holding her position just long enough to gag before coming back up and releasing it with a loud pop sound. Jennifer spit on his cock, going back down to use her tongue and twirl it around the head before she resumed sucking him. Steven let out a loud moaning, bringing his hands down to softly caress through her hair while Jennifer was busy sucking him off.

"Ohhhhhh, yes. You always know how to make me smile, baby."

Jennifer didn't care if he had a smile across his face. She closed her eyes, concentrating on sucking his cock as she pumped her lips down and up. With her right hand, she began to stroke his cock, working in a sync as she pushed her lips down his length and used her hand to stroke the inches near the base which weren't between her lips. Together with her hand and mouth in motion, she was able to produce the dual pleasure of a blow job and hand job together. Steven took a deep breath, trying to hold himself back as he simply listened to the quiet sounds of her mouth softly slobbering over his hard shaft. Jennifer took her time, opening her eyes and gazing up into his face. She stopped almost completely, slowly bringing her lips back to the head of his cock and releasing it with an audible popping noise. A saliva string dangled from her lips, but Jennifer paid it no attention. Still looking into his eyes, she brought her pink lips down to the head of his rod and gave it a loud kiss. Jennifer then began to rise from her kiss, wrapping her right hand back around his wet cock.

"Come on, lay down right here for me."

Her voice spoke to him so softly. Steven followed her instructions, laying himself down over the hard black table that she had previously used to finish her dance. Luckily for him, he didn't have to walk far with his pants pushed down past his knees. Jennifer pushed her booty shorts down, revealing her mound to be soaking wet. She pulled them off, tossing them to the floor before climbing atop of him. She spread her legs out on each side of the table, straddling his body as she placed her left hand down to his clothed stomach. With her right hand fingers still wrapped around his cock, Jennifer shoved it between her thighs until finding her wet folds and slipping it into her pussy softly. Steven took a deep breath before calling out to her.

"Ohhhh, yes! Come on, rock me babe!"

She ignored his words, placing her hands down over the front of his light blue shirt. Jennifer closed her eyes, taking in a quiet moment of pleasure to experience his cock inside of her. Time was the least of a factor on Jennifer's mind at this point. She leaned up, taking in a deep breath as she began to slowly grind herself down on him. His cock thrust into her pussy, moving slowly inside of her. Steven looked up into her gorgeous face, only glancing down to witness the hardness of her bare nipples poking through her little black shirt. Jennifer began to move into a tempo, almost as if this were a dance as she began to grind those hips. Steven leaned back, letting out a moan as he brought his right hand back to feel one of her massive ass cheeks, just before slapping it. From the loud smack echoing across the room, Jennifer suddenly woke up from her erotic day dream and began to pump herself down on that cock at a fast pace.

"Mmmmmmm, yeah! Yeah!! OHHHHHHHHHH, YES!!"

Jennifer's cries of pleasure elevated with her voice with each passing second, soon echoing loudly through out the large room. Steven placed his hands up on her hips, listening to the sounds that their bodies made while she slammed her pussy down over his cock. The little table began to rattle, shaking a bit and creating more noises that echoed together. He grunted, calling out to her.

"That's it! That's it, harder baby!! Keep going!"

"OHHH GOD, YEAH! I LOVE YOU STEVEN!!"

"I LOVE YOU TOO, JENNIFER!!"

Upon shouting at one another, all the sounds that were made from their actions had mixed together, creating various noises together. Smack. Smack. Smack. The sound of Steven's balls hitting the undersides of her giant booty could be heard with each hard thrust Jennifer sent down on him. She rode that cock, owning it to prove beyond any doubt that he was her man. He wanted to kiss her lips so badly, as all Steven could do was lay there, moaning in pleasure and thinking of all the ways he loved this woman. He couldn't help but to beg her with his voice.

"Keep going, baby! More, more!!"

Boom. Boom. Boom. The sound of her ass thumping down on his balls became louder with each time she slammed herself down, engulfing his cock right into her pussy several times over. Jennifer's eyes were closed, her hair swaying all around into her face while her tits were bouncing from within the black top she wore. He knew from the intensity she had created, Jennifer wasn't going to stop until her climax was reached. The woman remained on top of him, determined as if she were on a mission to deliver this orgasm. Soon, Steven was calling out to her loudly.

"FUCK, FUCK!! OHHHHHHH, GOD!!"

"YOU LIKE THAT!? YOU LIKE THAT, BABY!?"

"OH, FUCK YEAH!!"

Jennifer teased him while still slamming herself down over him. Her hands ran up, lightly raking her nails across his chest. She opened her eyes only for a few seconds, gritting her teeth as she came to a stop. All it took was to slowly roll her hips, grinding them to thrust his cock back and forth into her pussy one final time. As she felt her climax commencing, Jennifer raised her head up and screamed in excitement.

"OHHHHHHHHHH, YEAH!! YESSSSSSS!!"

He gasped, holding his breath before grunting. Steven could feel the warm delight within Jennifer's love hole as she released her juices. She had to catch her breath before slowly rising up, allowing his cock to slowly slide out of her pussy and flop down to his chest. The thought of him having to go to work had soon re-entered her mind, but Jennifer wasn't done with her lover man just yet. She spread her legs out, slamming her heels down on the floor to stand up. Her eyes shot back up at his face as she grabbed his cock and leaned down to lick it clean of her juices. Steven loaned, leaning up to watch as Jennifer sucked his rod for a few seconds before pulling it from her lips. She moved her head down, still gripping that big dick while she used her tongue to lick over his balls. This act of teasing had only made Steven groan, moving up as he was ready to get off the table.

"God, you're driving me fucking crazy, baby!"

After hearing his words, Jennifer stopped and came up, giggling as she began to stroke his cock back and forth with her hand. She used her left hand to fix her hair, swiping it out of her eye sight.

"You know where I want this cock next, baby?"

Steven smirked.

"In your mouth again?"

She returned the smile, shaking her head before answering him back.

"No, I want it right in my ass."

"If that's where you want it, then you gotta let me get up. You know damn well how much I like to pound you in the ass, Jennifer."

A sensual laugh came from her voice before she let go of his cock and turned around. Jennifer stepped away from the table, leaving Steven alone. He got up, taking off his shoes so he could properly remove his pants and underwear. He didn't want them to get into the way while he was to fuck her titanic-sized ass. Jennifer stepped around, moving back to the little table as she placed her hands down and bent over while Steven moved into position behind her. When he gazed down into her ass, he almost became lost in a mesmerized trance. The ass of Jennifer Lopez was such a sight to behold, no matter how many times he had witnessed it with his own eyes. She glanced behind her shoulder, witnessing the expression over his face. It seemed to be a job for her to remind him that he had to leave soon, even though she didn't want to tell him.

"What are you waiting for, honey!? You're gonna be late for work! Come on, fuck my big booty! You know you want it!"

Suddenly, he snapped as if he had awakened from a day dream. Steven had almost forgotten completely about the time at hand. He stepped forward, using both of his hands to pull apart those mighty ass cheeks, slipping his cock right into the crack. Jennifer closed her eyes and began to softly shake her hips, forcing her thick booty cheeks to flap over his cock while he made the first thrust between her crack. It took him a moment to find her dark little hole, but once he did, not a second was wasted as he pushed the head of his cock through.

"Ohhhhhhh, yeah!!"

Jennifer gasped before loudly moaning in excitement. Men could never resist her ass and she loved when Steven promised to pound her in the ass. He went slow at first, moving his right hand down to the small of her back, as if to hold her firmly in position. Her palms were pushed down over the table with her knees, arching herself up for him. Steven went slow at first, watching as his entire long shaft disappeared as it entered her immense booty. Jennifer let out a soft moan, calling out to him once again.

"Mmmmmmm, come on. I want to feel that dick pounding in my booty. Give it to me, Steven!"

Raising up his left leg, Steven placed his foot down on the table underneath her stomach as he groaned. Now in position, he began to ram his cock into her ass, pumping it into her faster than before. Jennifer was pleased now, moaning once more.

"Yes, yes! Just like that! You wanna pound that big booty, give it to me!!"

"I love this fucking ass! You've got the best ass in the world, baby!"

Steven grunted once more as he continued to thrust his cock into her ass. Every inch of his long rod disappeared as he pumped into her back door hole. He hated that he had to leave for work so soon, as he could feel the itching inside of him with each thrust into her powerful ass. Time had moved so fast, yet he didn't realize how close he was to busting a nut for this woman he loved so much.

"FUCK MY ASS, OHHHHH YEAH!!"

Just as she had yelled to him once more, Steven could no longer hold back. He made a few final thrusts into her supreme booty before pulling his cock out. Jennifer soon felt his rod escaping her ass, followed by a hot wad of cum striking her back.

"OHHHHHHH, GOD! I LOVE YOU JENNIFER!!"

He couldn't contain himself. Instead of filling her ass with his seed, Steven pulled his cock free and wanked it until he exploded. Strings of cum went flying across her back, creating puddles and a little river down the small of her back. He continued to stroke his cock, forcing a thick line of cum to shoot up into her hair. She took a deep breath, softly gigging as she felt his hot liquid substance over her skin from behind. Once Steven was done, he took a few steps back and soon realized that he was far late on his way to work.

"Ohhhhh man, that was fucking amazing. I'm sorry baby, but I've gotta go to work now. I wish I could just stay here fucking you all day, but you know I can't."

Jennifer giggled at his words.

"That's fine, honey. I'll be spending all day cleaning your cum out the back of my hair. Damn, I just took a shower a few hours ago."

"Sorry about that, I didn't know I was gonna shoot that far up. I was aiming for your back, honestly."

She bit her lower lip, softly giggling while Steven put his underwear and pants back on, watching every move he made. He turned to see Jennifer smirking up at him and then he bust out laughing at the expression over her face. She was so much fun with him, as he felt he had finally truly found the woman in his life. If it weren't for his dedication towards his job, Steven could've stayed at her home and spent the rest of the day making sweet love to her. Tonight was going to be a lot of fun if things went his way, at least he thought to himself. For now, he had to head out on the road and get to Disco Fever before his phone blew up with calls questioning his absence. At least the drive would be short to the club, coming off Star Island and going down the bridge.

Back at the club, a tall black man was beyond the doors awaiting Steven's arrival. Sean wore a double breasted black jacket over a purple shirt underneath. A blue tie could be seen over his shirt while his pants were of white color. Staying true to his word, he had come to Miami looking for work. Steven immediately assigned him as a bodyguard and doubling security work over the club. It was funny how the two of them had become friends and were now working together. Not many people who landed a punch into Steven's face became a friend later on. He waited by the bar, enjoying a drink as 1 PM soon hit the clock. A late arrival was in order for Steven, as he walked through the front doors of the club right at 1:03 on the clock. Sean smiled when he seen him step through, clapping his hands and calling out to him.

"Look who's Mr. Tardy coming in through the door today. Glad to see you've made it."

Steven shoved his phone back into the pocket of his jacket while walking through the club, heading directly to the bar where Sean was seated alone. The bartender must have been on break as he was clearly absent from behind the bar. Stepping over towards Sean, he greeted his friend with a smile before replying.

"So the new guy on the block don't have problems getting to work, huh?"

"Hey man, I hear that you never sleep around here. They say you're never late, I was beginning to get worried."

"Yeah, I'm sure you were..."

Their replies were all in good fun, giving snark comments to one another. When he approached the bar, a newspaper sat next to an empty glass. The front headline immediately caught Steven's eye as he dropped his smile and glanced down to the big bold caps letters reading 'FORMER DRUG LORD SLAIN'. There was a picture underneath the headline, being the sole piece that had caught Steven's complete attention. Sean noticed the change over Steven's face and spoke up.

"Hey man, you alright?"

He ignored Sean's question, grabbing the newspaper while his eyes remained stuck over the headline. Steven soon spoke up.

"Is this today's paper?"

"No, it's yesterday's news. It was sitting here when I came in, so I just left it there."

Beneath the main bold headline was another line reading 'Former drug lord Tito Munoz murdered, sparking memories of the old cocaine cowboys'. Sean moved, looking at the front of the paper as Steven appeared to be reading the column documenting the main story. Steven unfolded the paper, reading through the details of the murder story. Sean soon spoke up again.

"You know that guy?"

Steven's eyes remained over the block paragraphs, reading over the murder scene. Sean looked back at him, noticing how focused he was on this newspaper story. It was a shocking story to hear of Munoz's death, since Steven had known him over twenty years ago. He had been a big time player back in his father's days of running drugs. A business that Steven and Tony had been born into. Their father was a major hustler, spending years along the other 'cocaine cowboys' in town back in those days. While Tony had been mostly kept away from their father's business, Steven grew up working alongside their father. Munoz was an old friend of his father's, but not someone Steven had associated himself with in many years. After a moment, Steven finally answered him back.

"Yeah, I used to know him. It was a long time ago, but I knew him."

Once he had read enough of the paper, he let out a deep sigh and turned to look back at Sean. He shook his head, holding back any words he wanted to say. The thought had ran through his mind, as he didn't want to reveal too many details of his past with his new friend. Those days were a lifetime ago, as Steven had worked so hard to keep himself clean and not go back to the lifestyle he had been born into. The story in the paper had said 'former drug lord', but Steven knew very well if Munoz were to be killed this late in his life, then he couldn't have been retired from the business. According to the newspaper, the hit appeared to be like a robbery, but left a number of people dead. It still seemed odd, as Munoz was in his late sixties at this point, who could possibly want to murder him now? Steven assumed that he had to be involved in something. Munoz was a difficult person to reach twenty-five years ago, leaving many theories that Steven thought of after reading the story. With the newspaper still in his hands, he headed up to his office, determined to read over it a second time.

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9 HOURS LATER

Through the night, various lights lit up among the piers around South Beach. Down one specific pier, only the lights from within a yacht could be seen from the distance. Various cars were parked close by while two armed bodyguards remained outside to allow or deny entryway for visitors. Among the vehicles parked, most of them were luxurious. Sports cars could be seen in various colors while some vehicles displayed a bit of flamboyance with their looks. Sitting next to a white Lamborghini car was Ramón's beloved DeLorean. Tonight was Carlos' thirty-first birthday. The yacht party had been arranged by a British billionaire playboy in town, but it was Carlos' idea to make the event all about him. A special meeting had been arranged with another young and upcoming player in the Miami drug scene. Going along with his brother, Carlos was ready to introduce himself and Ramón as the new Diaz brothers. Their bodyguards arrived later on in separate vehicles, but weapons were not allowed once they boarded the yacht.