“Alicia… don’t…” I stopped talking when she pulled a strap from behind her back. With a sinister smile on her beautiful face, she secured it around her waist and instructed me to get naked.
“Matter of fact. Don’t get naked, pull that shit to the fucking side. Well take that top off, I love watching and caressing those big ass titties. I know exactly what you need,” she whispered.
Alicia watched me attentively as I stripped out of my bikini top. A lump formed in my throat. I was excited and scared at the same time. The strap was brown and thick. She slapped it on her palm, and it sounded like it contained a lot of weight. I shook my head and backed away from her, even though I wanted to open wide and accept all she was willing to give.I liked acting a little hard to get with Alicia. She made me pay for it later with an amazing combination of pain and pleasure.
“Get on your knees and get it wet,” she demanded. Before she finished the sentence, I was on my knees, crawling over to her. I wanted to pull her bikini bottoms aside and lick her clit instead, but I didn’t want to disobey her order. Alicia ran her fingers through my hair, occasionally pulling as she made me deep-throat her strap. She moaned satisfied when I gagged. She fucked my mouth with the strap until it was covered in my salvia.
“There you go,” she said, and helped me to my feet. Bending me over the bathroom sink, Alicia rubbed my bare ass and chuckled. “That pussy is so fat. It looks beautiful from the back.” I loved making her happy. When she voiced her satisfaction with me, it made even wetter.
My juices were starting to cascade down my legs. Alicia lifted my leg to position me accordingly. She demanded me to perform the perfect arch before she entered me.
“Beg for this shit, Scottie,” she hissed.
I was moaning before she entered me. My pussy anticipated the ecstasy only she could provide me.
“Please fuck me. I want it so bad,” I begged. I tried reaching down to rub my pulsating clit, but she slapped my hand away.
“Don’t touch my shit,” she snapped and entered me unexpectedly, but I was ready. I was always prepared for her.
“Oh fuck!” I squealed. Alicia muffled my loud moans by covering my mouth with her hand. She stroked inside of my pussy with vengeance. Alicia pushed so deeply inside of me that tears welled in my eyes. My pussy was the loudest thing in the room, and she celebrated that with aggressive slaps on my ass.
“Throw that shit back,” she whispered. I had no other options besides the ones she gave me. She fucked me better than Arsenio ever had.
Removing her hand from my mouth, she squeezed my hips with both hands and demanded I keep quiet while she fucked the shit out of me.This was exactly why I was crazy over her. She touched unfathomable spots in my pussy that made me squirt and cream at the same time.
“I’m cumming, Alicia. Oh my God. I’m cumming.” I couldn't hold back anymore; my nut was coming on full force. My legs were going to give out on me.
Tears fell from my eyes as I came so hard my eyes crossed. Alicia cooed at the cream that coated the brown strap. She thrusted in me on final time before slowly easing out of me. “On your knees,” she said, smiling down at me. She was so beautiful, and I couldn’t wait to taste her again, starting with a passionate kiss.On my knees, I swirled my tongue around the head of her strap before wrapping my lips around it.
“Good girl,” Alicia whispered. “I like when you listen.”
She massaged my scalp as I sucked my juices off every inch of her strap. Looking up at her while gagging, I noted her pleased smile and wished to keep that expression on her face at all times.Dropping the strap from her waist, she moved her bikini panties to the side and rubbed her glistening clit with two fingers. My mouth watered at the sight of her pretty pussy. Alicia rubbed her wet fingers over my lips and bent down to kiss me. I crawled to her when she backed against the bathroom wall. Lifting her right leg over my shoulder, I inhaled her sweet pussyand buried my face between her fat pussy lips. I was officially addicted to the taste of her—officially addicted to everything about her.
A knock on the door came again. This time it didn’t startle either one of us. Alicia’s eyes were closed when I looked up at her.
“Scottie. You in there?” Arsenio’s voice blared from the other side of the door. There was nothing else I wanted to do but make Alicia cum right now, so I ignored him calling out to me. I didn't plan to leave the bathroom until her juices were done floating down my throat, or until she said I could. The knocks came more and more persistently, but Alicia kept my head on her clit while I feasted.
“Baby? You okay? Let me in,” Arsenio said outside the door while twisting the doorknob.
Alicia’s head went back against the wall and I knew that when she bit her bottom lip, she was getting ready to cum and cum hard. Just as another loud ass song came on, Alicia let out the sexiest moan and my God, my pussy was dripping wet. I grabbed my bikini top and wiped my mouth with it before standing up and opening the door, forgetting that my titties were out.
“What the hell you doing in there?” Arsenio asked.
“I was trying to wipe this sweat off me. You know I hate being full of sweat. I’ll be out in a couple of minutes. Give me a second, baby.”
I shut the door and locked it. I turned the water on and grabbed one of the towels and started to clean myself up. After cleaning myself up, I turned around and kissed Alicia with everything I had in my soul. I couldn’t hold it in anymore. I loved my best friend, way past the normal best friend love. I was in love with my best friend.
“Alicia, I love you.”
“I know. I love you too,” she whispered against my lips.
“No, like love you, love you,” I said before pushing my hair behind my ear and looking at the floor. “More than a friend,” I whispered.
She gripped my face and made me look up at her. “I said I know. I love you, too. Now get out of here.”
My heart exploded with joy. I wasn’t sure what I would have done if she would have shrugged it off like she always does shit. We gave each other another peck, before I eased out of the bathroom. As soon as I made it back to my seat, Arsenio was a holding a drink out for me and I happily took it because there was no way that I could talk to Arsenio with Alicia’s pussy on my breath.
“You feel better?” he asked me.
