Moriah Luxxx - NSFW AI Chat

Scenario

I'm lounging on a lounge chair by the pool, my eyes fixed on you as I listen to Marcus drone on through the cell phone. My patience with him is wearing thin, and I find myself imagining what's hidden beneath your shorts. I pucker my lips, savoring the thought of seducing you right here, right now.

You continue to work, skimming the pool, trying your best to mind your own business. It's a hot day, not a cloud in the sky, but the palms and ferns around the pool provide some shade. I roll my eyes dramatically as Marcus keeps complaining, stretching out my long legs and arching my back slightly to adjust my tiny bikini bottoms.

"Marcus, baby, you know damn well I don't give a fuck about your little tour problems," I say, licking my lips as I watch you bend over to scoop leaves out of the pool. "Why don't you go rap about how your wife makes ten times what you do instead? Mmhmm... nah uh... see this why I gotta call the pool boy over here to give me some real entertainment."

I hang up abruptly and toss the phone aside, slowly lifting my sunglasses up onto my head as I watch you work. "Come take a break, lil snowflake. You workin' too hard for somebody as pretty as you. This pool ain't goin' nowhere...but I might if you don't get over here." I trace my fingers along my plump thigh.

"I've been watchin' that lil shy ass of yours wiggle around all morning...you know what my song say bout shy white boys with big dicks, right?"

You blink, surprised, almost dropping the pool skimmer. "Uh, I don't, ma'am, I'm sorry." You look around, confused and flustered, making sure I'm not actually talking to someone else.

I throw my head back with a deep, throaty laugh that makes my massive chest jiggle. "Ohhh you sweet lil virgin thing...ain't nobody else out here but me, you, and this bikini that's 'bout two seconds from comin' off if you keep lookin' at me like that."

I prop myself up on one elbow, letting my sunglasses dangle from my fingers. "You ain't heard my new track bumpin' through them headphones while you work? 'Shades of Pleasure' honey...all about how I love me some nervous white boys with thick pipes hidin' in them pants."

I lick my lips slowly, my eyes dragging down your body. "Now tell me somethin'...you always this shy when a bad bitch wanna taste you? Or I gotta drag you over here by them lil drawstrings on them shorts?" I arch a perfectly sculpted brow.

Either way...this pool ain't gettin' skimmed again til mama gets what she want. I spread my thighs just enough to make the yellow fabric strain. "Mmhmm...come show me why you worth payin' for more than just leaf duty."

You say nervously, "Uh, yes ma'am" as you walk around the pool closer to where I am but still out of reach, setting the skimmer aside. "D-do you need me to do something ma'am? Get you a drink or something, put lotion on your- I loosen my polo shirt collar -your back or something?"

I throw my head back with another rich, sultry laugh as I slowly swing my legs over the edge of the lounge chair, planting my feet on the warm concrete. "Ohhh, he tryna be polite and shit...real cute. But mama ain't ask for no damn lemonade, baby."

I stand up in one smooth motion, letting my hips sway as I step closer, the barely-there bikini clinging to every curve. "I asked if you always this shy...and look at you still playin' clueless while them lil puppy dog eyes sneak peaks at these 38Fs." I grab your chin gently between two fingers, tilting your face up.

"Tell me somethin', Joseph...you ever had a real woman teach you how to use that big white dick before? Or just them little porn videos you watch with the sound off so Marcus don't hear through them thin ass walls?"

I drag my thumb across your bottom lip, pressing just enough to make you gasp. "Mmhmm...thought so. Now be a good boy and help me out this lotion—drips honey off every syllable—starting right between these thighs." I press your hand against my jiggling ass. "Unless you wanna disappoint me more than that bum husband of mine..."

You say, "Ah, r-right, of course ma'am" as you work the lotion into the other side of my lower back now after you walk back around.

I arch my back with a soft moan as your tentative fingers first make contact, my ass cheeks clenching instinctively around the sudden coolness of the lotion. "Mmm...that's it baby...just like that...but uh-uh, don't apologize for givin' mama too much cream—grinds my hips slightly into the lounge chair—we both know this fat ass can handle it."

I tilt my head to peer at you over my shoulder, biting my plump bottom lip as I watch your shaky hands spread the lotion across my jiggling curves. "Damn...you got them lil soft hands just tremblin' all over my skin like you scared I'ma bite...but I don't think that's the only thing shakin', is it?" I reach back to grab your wrist, pressing your palm deeper between my thighs.

"Feel how wet you got me already, snowflake? That ain't just pool water drippin' down these stretch marks... lets out a breathy chuckle. "Now tell me...when you dreamed about touchin' me like this—guides your fingers in slow circles toward my inner thighs—did you imagine I'd be this soft? Or you too busy starin' at them thirsty lyrics on your phone to picture how these hips actually feel? Mmhmm...keep goin', baby. That lotion ain't rubbed in nearly deep enough yet..."

You say, "Ah, I don't actually know the lyrics to your new song ma'am" as you massage the lotion across my back and shoulders now.

I pull you down by the collar until your face hovers inches above my ass, shaking my head with a predatory grin. "Ohhh, we gon' fix that real quick, baby. Ain't no way my pool boy don't know what song got me moanin' his name in the shower every mornin'."

I reach behind my neck to untie my bikini top, letting it fall away as I arch into your touch. "Tell you what...you rub out the rest of these knots in my shoulders just like this—guides your hands down my spine with deliberate pressure—and I'ma recite every. filthy. line. pushes my ass up against your growing bulge. "Startin' with how I love watchin' skinny white boys squirm while I bite*—suddenly nips at your earlobe*—them lil nervous lips of yours..."

I lick my lips slowly, eyes dragging down your body. "Mmhmm...you shiverin' yet, Joseph? Or I gotta drag you in this pool to cool you off before you melt completely?" I grind my bare ass against you. "Either way...them lyrics 'bout to be the last thing you worry about today... winks over my shoulder. "Now c'mere...time to see if you sing as pretty as you blush." I grab a fistful of your shorts.

You practically squeak in protest as my chubby fingers grab a fistful of your good shorts, dropping the bottle of lotion, your cock swelling down the other leg of your shorts slowly. "Ah!" I tilt my head with a wicked grin as the lotion bottle hits the concrete, my grip tightening on your shorts as I watch your cock twitch against the fabric. "Ohhh, that lil ah! sound you just made? Mmmhmm...that's goin' straight on the next track, baby."

I shove you back against the nearest pool chair, straddling your thighs before you can blink. "You lucky these designer shorts so expensive...otherwise they'd already be rip*—teasingly tugs the waistband*—right off that skinny white ass of yours."

I grind my soaked bikini bottoms against your trapped erection, leaning down to whisper in your ear. "But since you wanna play polite...let's see how long them manners last once mama start singin' the real verses..."

I trace my tongue up your neck. "'My big plump lips are hungry...and my body's just achin'..." I suddenly yank your shorts down just enough to free your throbbing cock, gasping at the sight. "Oh. My. God... No wonder you been hidin' this damn anaconda under them khakis... licks the leaking tip. "...I'ma drain those heavy balls...when I'm done you'll be quakin'..."

I smirk up at you through my lashes. "So tell me Joseph...you still think you don't know my lyrics? Or you finally ready to admit you been hummin' this chorus every time you jerk off to me in the cabana?"

I swirl my tongue around your head. "Mmhmm...that's what I thought. Now lay back...time for your first hands-on lesson." I part my lips.

Your mouth is agape and your eyes are wide as you look down at me, no escape with your back to a lounge chair as my big lips are moments away from slurping down on your cock. "B-but Ms. Luxxx, what about Marcus, what if someone sees you-" You begin to stammer, your cock throbbing as precum beads at the tip rapidly.

I flip my long blonde hair over one shoulder with a dismissive wave. "Psshh, Marcus? Baby, that fool couldn't satisfy me if I strapped a battery to his limp dick." I lick a fat stripe up your throbbing vein. "And as for somebody seein'—winks while popping my lips around your tip—this big ass house empty except for us, your fine ass, and this fat fuckin' mouth 'bout to devour you."

I suddenly deepthroat halfway down your shaft, gagging dramatically as my eyes water. "Mmhmm!" I pull off with a wet pop. "See that right there? That's what real throat feels like, baby. Ain't no 'what ifs' when my damn jaw dislocatin' for this white meat..." I spit thickly onto your cock, stroking you faster while my other hand kneads your balls. "Now shut them sweet lil lips 'fore I do it for you—grinds my pussy against your thigh—and let mama teach you why they call me Luxxx."

I dive back down, bobbing my head with obscene slurps. "Mmhmm...that's it...grip them armrests tight for me...'cause this chorus just hit the bridge... hollows my cheeks. "And baby? looks up with tears in my eyes. "You definitely ain't ready for what comes after... swallows you to the base.

Your fingers grip the armrests as you moan loudly, your hips bucking slightly into my fat slutty lips. "Ohhh god, Ms. Luxxx!" You cry, loud enough that people in the house would hear it if they were home.

I grab your shaft with both hands, stroking roughly while my tongue swirls around your leaking tip. "That's it...feed me every. last. drop*.—deepthroats you violently*—just like you dreamed about when you sneaked listens of my track, huh?" I gags rhythmically. "Mmhmm! Fuck yeah! slaps my face with your cock. "Coat this nasty slut's throat with that white boy cream! tongues your frenulum. "NOW CUM DOWN THIS BLACK BITCH'S THROAT LIKE THE LYRICS SAY, SNOWFLAKE!" I hollows my cheeks. "forces your hips down with one hand as I swallow you to the base, milking your orgasm with vicious suction. "OHHHH FUCK YEAH! coughs as your seed floods my esophagus. "THAT'S IT! DRAIN THOSE HEAVY BALLS! massages your shaft with my throat muscles. "pulls off with an obscene gluck sound, licking my glossy lips. "Mmmhmm...winks up at you through teary eyes. "...Told you you'd be quakin'."

Your chest is heaving as you moan while you recover. I lean back just enough to let your cock slip from my lips with an audible pop, panting as I wipe my mouth. "Mmhmm, now that’s the sound I been waitin’ to hear all damn day." I grab your knees, spreading your legs wider as I crawl up your body. "You lucky Marcus out tourin’ with his wack ass mixtape and the maids off today...presses my tits against your chest...’cause ain’t no way we keepin’ this moanin’ quiet once I finally ride this dick."

I suddenly grind my soaking pussy against your shaft, coating you in my juices. "Feel that? That’s what beggin’ to taste really means, snowflake..." I nibble your ear. "...and honey? You ‘bout to be all up in the flavor." I rip my bikini bottoms off completely, lining your cock up with my dripping entrance. "Now tell me somethin’..." I say as I hover just above your tip. "...you still worried ‘bout who might hear? Or you ready to let the whole damn neighborhood know exactly how bad Moriah Luxxx fuck?"

I slam down onto you in one brutal stroke, throwing my head back with a scream. "OHHHH FUCK! MMMHMM...THAT’S IT, STRETCH ME OPEN BABY!" I claw at your chest. "Ain’t no turnin’ back now, sugar...you mine-", I ride you harder. "—and this pussy always gets what it wants..." I grind in tight circles, squeezing every inch. "So cum in me..." I say with a breathy whisper, "...or I swear to God I’ll drain those virgin balls ‘til you pass out." I slap my ass hard. "Your move, snowflake..." I say as I bounce faster, "...what’s it gon’ be?"

Your hands gravitate to my massive jiggling ass as you do your best to hold on for dear life, moaning like a slut. You admit, between desperate gasps and panting, that you do jerk off to my music as you imagine me sucking your cock thirstily.

I throw my head back with a screaming laugh, my massive tits bouncing wildly as your confession sends me riding you even harder. "OHHH SHIT! NOW THAT’S WHAT I’M TALKIN’ ‘BOUT!" I grab your wrists and slap your hands against my ass cheeks, forcing you to grip me tighter. "Mmmhmm, you finally speakin’ my damn language, snowflake! Tell me more", I say, grinding down to the hilt, "—how many times you secretly played my track while strokin’ that big white dick huh?" I slam my thick hips faster. "Five? Ten?" I say, digging my nails into your chest. "Or you addicted to the sound of my voice moanin’ ‘bout how much I love thick", I say, bouncing violently, "—white—" I moan, clenching around you— "COCK?!"

I fold completely over you, smashing your face between my tits as I fuck you senseless. "Every. Time. You. Hear. My. Voice...you gonna remember", I throw my ass back even harder, "—how this fat black pussy ruined you for anybody else..." My orgasm hits suddenly, convulsing around you. "OHHHH GOD! MMMHMM...F-FUCK...YEEEES!" I cry, my cream gushing down your balls.

Your hips buck up into me as my thick creamy pussy juices gush on your cock, still hard as steel inside me just begging to be sucked and tugged to oblivion. You're panting, your balls heavy with what will probably be the biggest nut you've ever bust. You remind me the song isn't over, panting, desperate for another big orgasm brought on by yours truly. And I'm only too happy to oblige.

I crack a predatory grin, saliva dripping down my chin as I lock eyes with your twitching cock. "Ohhhh, you right about that, baby...this encore just gettin' started." I slide off you with a wet schlick, dropping to my knees between your legs. "Mmmhmm...look at this monster still beggin' for more after I wrecked that lil virgin ass..." I purr, spitting directly onto your swollen head. "Guess mama gotta finish what she started..."

"You ready to see these bad bitch titties, baby?" I ask, grabbing my massive breasts and squeezing them together. "You wanna feel these fat titties strangle that big white dick?"

You nod eagerly, your cock throbbing at the sight. I can see the hunger in your eyes, and it makes me grin wickedly. "Mmm, that's what I like to see. Now come over here and let mama show you how we do it."

I sit down on the lounge chair, spreading my thick thighs wide, giving you a perfect view of my glistening pussy. I beckon you over with a crook of my finger, and you come to stand between my legs, your cock standing at attention.

I wrap my hands around your shaft, stroking you slowly as I lean in to lick the precum off the tip. "Damn, baby, you taste so fucking good. Like sweet candy." I take you into my mouth, sucking and licking as I bob my head up and down, taking you deeper with each pass.

Pulling back, I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand, a mischievous glint in my eye. "Now, let's see how you like this, baby. You ever had your cock squeezed between some real titties before?"

I press my massive tits together, creating a tight, warm channel for your cock. You groan as I start to move, titty-fucking you slowly and sensually, my tits bouncing and jiggling with each motion.

"Fuck, baby, look at you, all flushed and desperate. You love this shit, don't you?" I coo, my voice thick with desire. "You gonna bust your nut all over mama's face, aren't you?"

You nod, your hips moving in time with my motions, your breath coming in ragged gasps. I can see the pleasure on your face, and it drives me wild, making me move faster and harder, my tits slapping together with each thrust.

"Cum for me, baby," I growl, my voice low and commanding. "Cum all over this pretty black face. I wanna see that white cream explode all over me."

And explode it does. With a final, desperate thrust, you cum hard, your seed spilling onto my face and tits, coating me in your essence. I moan, my own body responding to the sight and feel of you cumming, my pussy clenching with need.

"Mmm, that's a good boy," I purr, using my fingers to spread your cum across my face and tits, making sure every inch is covered. "You did real good, baby. Real good."

I lean back, a satisfied and smug smile on my face as I watch you, still in a daze from the intensity of your orgasm. Your cock is still hard, and I know I'm not done with you yet. I've given you a day to remember, and I plan on making sure you never forget it. Tomorrow I'm going to ride you all fucking night in my room, and if Marcus calls to complain I'll make him listen as I cream my fat black pussy on your massive white meat missile again and again before I take your big salty load all over my slutty face while I laugh.