Boner Park

There's a small twist to this story, but I saved it for the end

All characters and situations are 100% fictional

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It was my first day on a new job. I was in my mid twenties and had recently lost my job at the grocery store. Job hunting was not going well and I had taken to working temp jobs just to keep money flowing in, so I wouldn't have to move back in with my parents. Somehow, I allowed myself to get duped into selling overpriced vacuum cleaners as my most recent line of work.

For a week, I showed up to some warehouse, where they trained us on how to sell these stupid things. All the dudes who had worked there for a while were disgustingly boastful, gloating blowhards with a bunch of greasy gobbledygook in their hair, who walked around wearing their dress shirts half-buttoned, so their man cleavage would show. It was like some kinda gross chest hair contest.

Another note about the dress shirts - these guys would wear really tight dress shirts to try to accentuate their arm muscles, but in reality, it did more to accentuate their fat bellies. These guys walked around calling everyone "baby" and never talked about anything other than money and "winning". In my mind, they all deserved to be publicly executed. But if they were making that much money doing this stupid bullshit, I figured I should give it a try since I was hurting for money.

On the first day of training, it all became about scamming on chicks. There was a big titty blonde with glasses, there was this light skinned Latina with dyed black hair and this beautiful Hawaiian chick with thick wavy hair, all of whom I tried to hook up with, to no avail. Bummer.

Finally, the day came to go out into the field. We showed up, we all loaded ourselves up into minivans and drove out to an area that was only slightly more affluent than the one we were leaving. And then they turned us loose in groups of two, to try to sell "rich people" (upper middle class suburbanites) a $2,500 vacuum cleaner.

"Damn," I thought. "Is this the kinda shit you gotta put up with when you make money? Some dickface comes to your house on your day off and tries to sell you some overpriced bullshit?? Is it even worth it to make that much money? I could just stay poor and be fine, as long as I can get laid."

Me and Barry, the guy they had me walking around trying to hustle people with, actually tried our stupid fucking presentation at two different houses. No sale at either one, but the second one resulted in me getting some cougar's phone number (not for the purpose of a vacuum cleaner transaction). Perhaps a story for another time. Anyway, after the 3rd door in a row got slammed in our faces, I turned to Barry and said, "Yo dude, for real, fuck this! Let's go smoke some fucking weed."

We were walking past a gas station when I noticed a big, beautiful brown ass in the distance, about 20 feet away.

"Oh shit!" I exclaimed with my eyes bulging.

What I was seeing was the ass of a woman just a little younger than me, who was bent over as she was checking out her vehicle, which there must have been something wrong with. And when I say I saw her ass, I mean I saw her entire bare ass and asshole because she was wearing a skirt that covered less than half of it and even though she was wearing stockings, she wasn't wearing panties. Seeing her cute little hole poking out from between her thick, juicy cheeks made my mouth water and my tongue tingle. I had to get a taste, somehow.

Then she stood up!

"Holy shit!" I uttered again, much more quietly this time. She was stunning. She was dressed like Britney Spears in that music video where she wore the schoolgirl uniform. Only, this girl (who was not actually a schoolgirl, by the way) was a super thick Mexican chick, with legit love-handles popping out of a super tight button-up top that was tied around her chubby midsection, rather than buttoned. When she turned around, I noticed she wasn't wearing a bra and that, in addition to the cleavage that was showing, I was also treated with the top part of her beautiful, dark-brown nipples.

Although it just took me two paragraphs to describe the girl and the situation, it took me about 10 seconds to get over to where she was. My cohort, Barry was kinda slow and it didn't seem like he was catching what was happening. To his credit, she was 20 feet behind him when I saw her and I abruptly changed the direction I was walking in to get over to her.

"Where are you going, bro?" He asked.

"Just let me do all the talking," I said impatiently as I approached this beautiful young woman to try to spit game.

As I approached, she was frantically looking around her car for something. She didn't seem to notice me walking up to her, so I said, "Excuse me, miss," as gently as possible.

Mildly startled (or was she?), she turned to me with a smile and said, "Oh, hi!"

"I couldn't help but notice, you look a little distressed. Is there something I can help you with, sweetheart?"

"Oh gosh, that's so kind of you, mister," she began. "It's just that, my DADDY (she said very exaggeratively as she looked up at me) just got me this new car and I'm almost out of gas and I don't know where to pump the gas!"

Little did I know, this was a bullshit story. This chick had stolen this car from somewhere south of Richmond and managed to get all the way to Rhonert Park before the gas light came on. This was day two of a four day car-thieving rampage she was on, which would eventually culminate in her arrest later that week. Luckily for me, that wasn't going to affect anyone on this particular occasion. The owner of the stolen car had only just noticed that their car was missing about ten minutes ago, had just called the police and was on hold. So we were good!

I found the gas tank and showed her how to pump the gas.

"You just stick it in the hole like this," I said. "And you pull this lever to pump the gas."

"Ooh," she said. "I like the way you stick that big thing in my hole, mister!"

I just looked at her and smiled. She was actually getting kinda worked up over watching me pump gas as Barry stared on, blankly.

"Mmm, the way you just stick that hard fucking thing right in that little fucking hole and pump all that liquid into it... reminds me of something..." she said as she slipped a hand up under her skirt.

"What's it remind you of, babydoll?" I asked, getting hard as fuck as I got closer to her.

She responded much louder than I expected, "It reminds me of getting fucked in the ass!!!" She practically shouted, announcing herself to everyone at the gas station. They were all uncomfortable and tried to act oblivious. I just kept the energy that would get me laid.

"Yeah baby?" I said. "You like getting fucked in the ass, sweetie pie?"

"Fuck yeah I love getting fucked in the ass," she continued at the same loud volume. "But not only that. My favorite part is the part where I get pumped full of liquid. I love feeling that hot, creamy man-juice shoot up my asshole. Mmm, and then I love the taste when it comes out of my ass after I get fucked!"

I was in disbelief and my cock was fighting it's way out of my pants, like a convict begging to be released from their cell.

"So, what do you say? You boys got some hot liquid you wanna pump inside me?" She asked.

I looked at Barry. He still looked confused, so fuck him.

"I do!" I said with a big smile. "I don't know about him," I said, pointing at Barry. "He's kinda slow, I'm not even sure if he understands what's going on. But I got all the cock and cum you need, right here baby!"

She looked over at him and asked, "Are you sure? The more, the merrier!"

He was being shy and wasting time. I pulled my dick out and told her, "I'm ready right now, baby. I'll fuck your ass right here at the pump!"

"Fuck yeah!" She shouted as she leaned up against the vehicle and spread her big, beautiful, brown ass cheeks apart. "That's what the FUCK I'm talking about! Fuck me right up the ass, right here!"

She was holding her asshole open and I already had my hard cock in my hand. All we needed was some lube. So I pushed her back up against the car, so her ass would stick out more. I crouched down and started licking her ass crack, paint-brush style right before plunging my tongue deep inside her hole and fucking her with it. Judging by the loose elasticity of her rectum, getting ass-fucked must have been a frequent occurrence for her. She may have already been fucked earlier that day, the thought of which turned me on even more!

Once her fat, loose ass was lubed up properly with my saliva, I stood up with my cock in my hand and started to stick it inside her asshole, slowly.

"You don't have to be gentle," she said. "Just shove it in. Come on, shove that big, hard cock up my asshole!" Was she demanding or was she begging? Didn't matter! At her insistence, I rammed my cock up her ass, grabbed onto her squishy sides and started plowing her fat ass as hard as I could.

"Fuck yeah," she said. "Fuck me just like that."

I didn't exactly last forever, but I fucked her long enough for people to notice. While Barry stood there, still staring blankly at the situation, another guy walked up and asked him, "Hey man, are you next?"

Barry turned his head towards the guy. He was going to answer him, but the fact was, he was speechless. So Barry just gestured towards the guy with his hand as if to say, "Go right ahead!"

So the guy walks up to me as I'm fucking this random chubby slut in the ass with all my might and asks me, "Can I go next, dude?"

And then I heard a voice behind his say, "Yeah and then I wanna go after him!"

"Everyone gets a turn," she said while I continued bully-ramming her up the ass. "Just let the guy before you finish first!"

"I'll be done soon guys, watch..." I said, feeling my eruption on the horizon. She took one of my hands and squeezed it around her neck, so I took my other hand and wrapped them both around her neck, choking her out and cutting off her air supply as I loaded her asshole up with my hot cum. As the loads kept coming, my grip on her neck eased up.

"Somebody grab me a cup from inside!" She barked. "Don't pull out your cock until he comes back with the cup," she said to me. So I stood there, holding the base of my cock, trying to keep it hard, with the head still inside her, spitting out the last few drops of cum. Finally, Barry runs up beside me with a 12oz coffee cup from inside.

"Here you go," he said to the chubby slut.

She smiled back at him and said, "Thank you," as she took the cup from him and told him, "Don't go far..."

She turned to me and said, "You can pull it out and put it in my mouth now,"

Not a big ask. As I pulled my slowly deflating hard-on out of her asshole, I watched as she held the cup under her gaping, pouting hole and squeezed out all the cum into it. I was mesmerized. I was in love!

She turned to me as she opened and closed her asahole, over and over again, each time squeezing a little more of my cum from her ass, into the cup.

"Isn't that sexy, baby?" She said.

"Sooo sexy," I drooled in a monotone voice.

"Come on," she said. "Let the next guy get his turn while I clean off your cock!"

I walked over to the front of her and stuck my cock in her mouth so she could suck the asshole juice off of it while the next guy promptly mounted her and wasted no time shoving his cock up her ass, using the remainder of my cum as his lube. As my cock went limp in her mouth, she started unbuckling Barry's pants and started sucking his dick.

At this point, a line was forming. The line was comprised of random guys walking up, taking their dicks out and stroking them ferociously while waiting their turn to fuck the chubby slut up the ass. She wasn't phased. She looked like she was ready to stand there and let every dick in the city cum up her ass until the job was done!

I love a go-getter attitude!

One after the other, roughly twelve guys took their turns fucking the chubby slut's fat ass and then fucking her face afterwards. I wasn't there for the entire thing. I actually took a break to smoke weed behind the gas station, like I had originally planned. I don't know where Barry was at this point. Don't care either.

When I walked past the gas station again, the store manager was finishing himself off in the slut's mouth while she farted the last of the cum from her asshole into the coffee cup. The sounds her asshole was making served as a mating call, beckoning me back over to her as the store manager waddled back into the store, still buttoning his pants.

She looked over at me as I walked up again.

"Hi!" She said as she licked the ass cum off her fingertips.

"Hey uh..." I started. "I know it's kinda weird but uh... do you mind if I eat your ass again, babydoll?"

"Oh, that's so sweet," she said. "It's not weird, hun! Be my guest, baby!" She said with enthusiasm as she bent back over, with her head almost touching the ground and spread her cheeks apart for me. I finally fulfilled my fantasy of eating a fat chick's ass after she got gangbanged and creampied by a bunch of strangers at a gas station! It felt like a once in a lifetime opportunity, so I was pretty pleased with myself.

After I was finished eating her ass, I started making out with her. She asked me to go back into the store and get her a stir stick and a lid.

"Of course, darling!" I said. I walked into the store and made awkward eye contact with the store manager, knowing I was tasting his cum in my mouth. It made my asshole tingle a little bit, even though I didn't find him attractive.

When I brought the stir stick and lid back to her, she thanked me, stirred up her beverage, placed the lid on it and took a sip before getting back into her stolen car and driving away. As she drove off, I pictured cum leaking out of her fucked asshole onto the seat of the car. Naturally, I ran back into the gas station bathroom, jerked off into my hand, slurped it all up and swallowed it.

I never saw Barry again and I never found my way back to the van with all the other vacuum cleaner sales people. Instead, I called up the cougar who had given me her number earlier and ended up back at her place for the night. A story for another time... :)

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Prologue:

This story is not told from the perspective of Dickard Ballz and the girl in the story is Delilah. This takes place a few months before Dick and Delilah reconvened.