Best Blue Booty Babe: Trixie
A Great and Powerful Ass!
Snap Shot swallowed hard as he stepped up to the small house at the edge of town. He was on assignment, as he always was, and his nerves came from a normal mix of excitement and concern. After all, no matter how much you warn a girl about the point of your column, any of them could be… Problematic about it. Especially once a camera was on them.
Not that he didn’t love his job, and the door swinging open held behind it a great reminder of it. After all, not every guy got paid to stare at the best asses in the world and then write about them, and this one had come well reviewed. Trixie Lulamoon, the newest magic performer making the rounds in show circuits, and with only a thin, lacy, white pair of panties to cover anything of her below the waist. She knew what she was doing though, as while the panties looked fragile and like light dressing to her body, they were actually tight, biting into her toned thighs.
She merely smiled at him biting his lip, before turning around, her hips swaying to the side as she beckoned him inside. Not that he noticed her hand. No, he was a bit more focused on just how absolutely firm her ass was, and how each step made it look like it could smash through walls with its swaying, and not even flinch. Of course, it was helped by a confidence that dripped from her words as she said, “Come in. Trixie is all too ready to be recognized for the wonder that she is.”
Snap took a long, slow breath in, before smiling a little bit. After all, while she was nice, this wasn’t his first rodeo, and she was lacking something most would probably say was a necessity. “I don’t know. You’ve got hips, but most guys like a little more… Heft to their asses. You seem to be lacking that.”
Trixie glanced back at him as one of her hands pulled out a small ball from nowhere and dropped it. He barely followed it, as she was a magician and it was a pretty simple trick, but then it hit her ass. The ball, which looked like a small, stress ball, exploded in a spray of confetti and glitter. “That’s the only warning Trixie will give you for doubting her all powerful ass.”
He blinked a few times, before wiping the front of his camera clean of any glitter that may have gotten on it, being very mindful of any possible scratches it could cause, before grinning at her again. She was the perfect sort of model in his opinion. A little feisty, but loving every minute of it. Even better was that she seemed all too eager to embrace the sexuality of this as one of her hands ‘innocently’ brushed her ass clean of any confetti, only to then smack herself, letting him see the small shake that it gave, before her muscles tensed and stopped it dead.
That was… Impressive, to say the least. “I wouldn’t have taken you for the sort to have that much power. What’s the most impressive thing you’ve done with it?”
Trixie grinned for a moment, before sticking her tongue out at him. “Now, that would require giving Trixie’s secrets away, so just know that it involved a tennis ball and a serve that my friend couldn’t match. If you really want to see how strong it is though,” she said as she bent over a bit for him, her ass waving a little for him, “you can get a feel for it yourself.”
Snap hummed to himself. It was against company policy to ever lay one’s hands on the models, but he also knew a dozen other columnists at the magazine that broke the rule, and that was without his own infractions. After all, it was a little hard to say no when you got to see the hottest girls in the world and they gave you the option to touch, let alone more. So, as he so often did, he opened his hand wide, and brought it down hard.
And that was a mistake. He could see the evil grin on his face as she twisted her hip at the last second, popping her right cheek up at the exact moment as he touched her. Now, to be fair to her, she wasn’t missing every inch of fat that might have made this not painful, so it wasn’t like smacking a brick, but it was like smacking a stress ball. Just enough to leave a small indent in, but otherwise, he could feel the force of her booty right against his palm as a loud crack ran through the house from the smack. “Ow!”
Trixie stuck her tongue out a little as she bent over more, forcing her ass up to touch one of his finger tips, before saying, “Trixie said you could feel it, not try to hurt it. Not that anyone could.”
Snap let out a long whistle as he lowered his hand, internally chuckling to himself as she thought about how correct she was. After all, great and powerful is what he would call this ass. After all, while he did enjoy himself a nice, fat booty, they were a dime a dozen. You could find wide hips and praise for them anywhere, and he had even been criticized for only seeming to have those. An ass like Trixie’s was special though. It was tight and firm, but not so much that it was just her hip bones. No, it was still an ass, and her muscles just left a much tougher pillow to smack against if you were to fuck it. It also meant that her muscles didn’t have to work so hard to work against whatever touched it.
After all, with just his palm against it, he could feel those muscles grind against his hand. Could feel as she expertly worked each section of it to push against his pinkie, before swapping more towards her core and brushing his thumb. “Why would you-”
“Learn this much control? Sir, Trixie is much more than a mere dancer. She is a performer. She needs to be able to dance, to pose, even on the edges of my toes, but still also be able to take down and set up her own sets. To do the hard work most don’t. Trixie understands how vital her legs are for that, and mastering her ass was simply an easy extension to that that she could then use in her performances.”
Snap bit into his lip as he gave her ass a squeeze, his fingers barely being able to make a dent in it, but the fact that it wasn’t as wide as others also let him enjoy it more. After all, normally he lost leverage on a girl by only being able to grip their fat. With Trixie, his palms covered that, while his fingers began making their way around her, and so were able to dig into her hips, and he could just imagine how much strength that could let him come at her with if she let him go further.
For the sake of his column though, he swallowed hard, clearing his mind as he checked one last place. Those thighs. Those tight, firm thighs, with a nice gap between them, even while Trixie’s legs were closed like this. After all, she wasn’t kidding when she talked about how much she had to work out, and bet she’d put some athletes to shame with the strength in her body.
Yes, he felt all too certain of his judgement as he said, “Well, I definitely believe you’re a contender for my column, but we’ll have to see what my readers say…”
Author's Note
And as said before, Snap Shot isn't lying! Go check out the other major contender here: Sonata!
