**2:21 PM**
"Set you up with my friend Brittanya—she's got a huge OnlyFans following," Kaylee said, tossing Marcel her phone with a pic of the woman. Brittanya's curves popped off the screen—same 36-26-40 as Kaylee, but her tits looked heavier, spilling out of a tight top, her ass begging to be grabbed.
"Damn," Marcel whistled, handing it back. "When's she ready? I picking her up?"
"You're grabbing her, maybe hit the mall—but get some nasty footage of you fucking her," Kaylee grinned. "Lexi and I made your account—*The King of OnlyFans*. You're already blowing up with our vids."
"*The King of OnlyFans*?" he smirked, grabbing his phone. "Sounds cheesy as hell, but I'm in. Log me in."
Kaylee tapped his screen, pulling up the app. "Done. Vids of you railing us are racking up payers—your 12-inch beast is a hit. Brittanya's ready in half an hour. Get moving, King."
"Shut it," he chuckled, spanking her ass hard before kissing her deep. "I'll get the good shit on camera." He strode out, slamming the door behind him.
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**2:57 PM**
Marcel rolled up to Brittanya's driveway in his red Tesla, parking smooth. He mounted his phone on the dash, hitting record—perfect angle to catch every filthy second in the car. Stepping out, he crossed the lawn and rang the bell. The door swung open, revealing a stunning Black woman—5'6", skin like dark honey, her 36-26-40 frame crammed into a blue sports bra, cropped jean jacket, and white pants so tight they hugged every curve. Her long, straight black hair swayed down to her plump, juicy ass.
"Hi! You Marcel?" she chirped, voice sweet but edged with heat.
"Yeah, and you're Brittanya," he said, shaking her hand, eyes raking her body. *Holy fuck,* he thought, cock twitching already. "Where we headed?"
She locked the door, strutting to his car, ass bouncing. "Shopping spree? I need a new bikini—mine are boring now."
He opened her door, winking. "I'll judge 'em for you." She slid in, and he took the driver's seat, peeling out toward the mall. His gaze flicked to her, fantasizing about bending her over the hood—his cock stiffened, straining his jeans. "How long you been on OnlyFans?" he asked, breaking the tension.
"Since 2018, I think," she laughed. "Started with naked twerking vids—ass got me paid."
"Nice. I just launched mine yesterday—three vids up already," he said, glancing at her as they hit a red light.
"Oh? What, you jerking off?" she teased.
"Nah—fucking women like you. OnlyFans girls. Already did Kaylee and Lexi," he grinned, oozing confidence.
Her eyes widened, darting to his crotch. "Damn, your love life's wild."
"Gets wilder with a 12-inch cock," he smirked, flooring it as the light turned green.
"No fucking way," she scoffed, shaking her head.
"Wanna bet? I'll pull over—show you," he challenged, voice low.
She nodded, biting her lip, and he veered off, weaving downtown to a deserted alley. Parking, he reclined his seat, smirking at her. "Take a look, baby."
Brittanya leaned over, unzipping his jeans slow, tugging them down. His 12-inch monster sprang free, slapping her hand, and her jaw dropped. "Holy shit—you weren't bluffing," she whispered, eyes locked on it.
"Told you," he laughed, reaching over to grope her tits through the bra. "Now that it's out, and I've got a fine-ass Black girl here, let's fuck~"
She smirked, peeling off her jacket and sports bra, letting her heavy tits spill out—pierced nipples glinting. Marcel squeezed them hard, thumbs flicking the metal as she spat on his cock, stroking it till it glistened. "Your tits are fucking perfect~" he growled, pinching her nipples.
"Glad you think so," she purred, shucking her pants and panties, revealing a trimmed, dripping pussy. "This cock's got me soaked~" She climbed over, straddling him, guiding his fat tip to her entrance. She sank down slow, wincing as 8 inches stretched her. "Fuck—can't take it all. It'll break me," she gasped, voice trembling.
"Then I'll break you," he snarled, gripping her waist and slamming her down, forcing all 12 inches into her tight cunt. She screamed, thighs quaking, but he muffled her with a sloppy kiss, thrusting up hard. Her pussy creamed around him, slick and loud, as he sucked her tit into his mouth, biting the piercing. "Take this dick, slut!" he barked, pounding her relentlessly. "You love it, don't you?"
"Yes—fuck, yes!" she wailed, ass clapping against his thighs, the car rocking with every thrust. Her pussy gripped him like a vice, juices dripping down his balls as he hammered her womb. "Cum in me—please!" she begged, voice cracking, her fat ass bouncing so loud it echoed outside.
Marcel grinned, breathing ragged, slamming her down one last time. His cock erupted, flooding her with thick, hot cum, stuffing her till it oozed out. She collapsed on him, panting, tits heaving. "Round two at the mall," he growled, kissing her sweat-slick forehead.
"Fuck yeah," she rasped, catching her breath.