The Big Booty Queen

—This chapter was written by SmittySmith, posted with his permission.

You looked up and were immediately in awe of the woman you saw before you. She was an incredibly tall, curvaceous, African American woman with a regal air about her. She wore a purple wrestling outfit that disappeared between her legs like a bikini. You start to pull yourself to your feet when your progress is halted by the presence of a large forceful hand on your shoulder.

"No need to stand Tommy, you're in the perfect position," Valentina cooed. "You're in the presence of royalty, so kneeling before me is only appropriate."

You look up in determination, but the smile on the Queen's face just grows broader.

"Now, what brings you into your queen's presence this evening?" Valentina asks. "I though your match had already concluded. Were you simply looking to spend some time as a throne for my royal rear?" she laughs as she turns around, giving you a close up view of her massive ass. Apparently her uniform was designed to accentuate her assets, as it disappeared deep between her cheeks like a thong. She forcefully grips both of her cheeks and rubs them together above your head. As you were still on your knees, even her backside towered over you.

"N....no ma'am." You **** the words out. You felt humiliated, but didn't want to put yourself in a position to anger this woman, especially after an exhausting match with Yasmine. "I got lost in the crowd and was just trying to find my way to the back."

The Big Booty Queen turns to face you again.

"Oh, you're looking for the back?" she asks gently. "Well, by all means, pass," she says. While her voice was gentle, it sounded a bit inauthentic given her display of power and the lightly veiled threat she had just completed. You shrugged off the feeling, it was probably just wrestling showmanship and a part of her gimmick. Not unusual in any federation.

You thanked her and stood to your feet. The Queen still dwarfed you, but at least you were at waist level at this point. You began to walk around Valentina, whose eyes tracked every move you made. As you proceeded past her, you felt an unexpected slam!

Valentina had shifted once you were next to her and slammed her ass against your face. She continued pushing until you were pressed up against the barricade. The crowd loved the unexpected attack and cheered wildly for the show of **** from their queen. As the Queen continued to push herself against you, you felt your face slowly slide between her cheeks. With a gasp and a moan at the sensation of your presence, Valentina pushed even harder until your head was buried within her ass. Finally, she halted her pushing, but only replaced in with a new form of pressure. Valentina clamped her cheeks hard and tight around your much smaller head.

"There," she said triumphantly, "You said you were looking for the back? I present you with the finest back in all of the DWA. Backside that is," she laughed to herself.

You clawed and pushed at the amazonian woman to try to free yourself, but succeeded only in slapping and groping her massive cheeks.