Chapter 4 #2
“You’re so fucking nasty,” I groaned as Alicia continued to suck on me.
Alicia lifted my leg and placed it on her shoulder, so she could snake her tongue her tongue deeper into my hole. On the brink of another loud orgasm, Ryker covered my lips with his and I felt weak. After cumming so damn hard, Alicia got up and wiped her mouth free of mine and Ryker’s juices.
“I hate y’all,” I whispered because that was the only thing that I could say after that shit they just took me through.
After we got cleaned up, we were all back in our section minus Arsenio like nothing had happened. I felt relaxed and I felt as if I could smoke.
“You aight now?” Alicia leaned over and asked me.
“Yes. Ugh. Yes. I hate you,” I hissed.
Ten minutes later, Arsenio came swaggering back into the section and sat next to me.
“What TK want?” I asked him.
“We had to go over a lot of numbers and shit. Everything all good now,” he said to me.
“Aight, good.”
I knew how TK was about his money, so I hoped that Arsenio wasn’t trying to do anything shady because I didn’t want TK to kill his ass.
It was the weekend of my birthday and Arsenio and I were down in Miami, in the middle of the ocean, on a yacht along with a few of my college friends including Ryker and Alicia, a few of his friends and a couple of random people that I didn’t know, but Ryker and Arsenio knew them.
The vibe was perfect. Champagne bottles on ice surrounded us, blunts were in rotation and everyone was getting along like they’d known each other for years.
Arsenio promised me this trip would happen, and for once, he kept his word to me and made sure things were on point.
I was happy to be here with him and all my friends, especially since Ryker and Alicia were in attendance.
I was having the time of my life, but it was so hard to bask in it.
I couldn’t focus on anything besides Alicia’s chocolate thighs.
The bright orange two-piece swimsuit she had on was too fucking much.
Her attire was appropriate for this trip but that didn’t stop me from being jealous.
My best friend had turned into my obsession and I didn’t want anyone else to admire her the way I did.
The other girls were up and dancing to the Cardi B track blasting on the yacht.
I didn’t mind it; I wanted everyone to have fun during my birthday weekend.
When Alicia stood up to join their twerking fest, I felt anger begin to take over me.
I couldn't explain what had gotten into me, I just knew I wanted her to myself. No one deserved to witness all that skin she exposed. Her pussy print exposed how fat her pussy was, and I couldn't stand it. All the girl’s asses were shaking, but Alicia’s ass looked like she belonged in a fucking movie.
She could have been the girl who won that twerking contest for the City Girls.
She was putting all of the girls to shame.
Per usual, my attitude amused Alicia. While she danced amongst the other girls, she looked back at where I was sitting next to Arsenio and laughed.
She started twerking even more seductively trying to entice me even more than she already was.
Alicia had an effect on me that not even my boyfriend of four years did.
How could I be lusting this hard and this obsessed over my friend?
“You good, babe?” Arsenio placed a finger under my chin and forced me to look at him. That only pissed me off more. I didn’t want to peel my eyes away from Alicia. Though I hated how much of her body was exposed, her hips had me in a trance that he interrupted.
“I’m fine,” I said, trying my hardest not to snap. “I need to use the bathroom,” I lied.
Anything to get away from them for a little while. I needed to breathe and wipe my wet pussy free of the juices that were spilling out from watching her shake her ass.
“There’s a bathroom on the upper level where the bedrooms are.” Arsenio pointed toward the staircase. "You want me to come with you?”
“No.” I shook my head and stood up quickly to ascend the stairs.
At the top of the stairs, I stopped to see that some girl had gotten behind Alicia and started smacking her fucking ass, and then gripped her top and started pulling her ass into her pelvis as if she was fucking her from the back.
I wanted to fucking scream and go beat that bitch ass.
Alicia even arched her back and started throwing her ass back on her even more.
That scrawny ass bitch couldn’t handle Alicia’s slim thick curves.
I maneuvered through everyone to lock myself in the compact bathroom.
I prayed no one noticed my yellow bottoms were almost soaked.
The bathroom was smaller than I imagined it would be, but I didn’t care.
Inside of it there was still a beautiful view from the circular window.
I looked out of it and took a deep breath.
It was going to be a long ass weekend if this was how things were going to be.
Controlling myself around Ryker and Alicia got harder every time I saw them.
I never thought I would be a part of a loving couple who loved pleasing each other just as much as they love pleasing me.
I could tell that Ryker would never have sex with another woman without Alicia knowing.
They were in love. Having access to Ryker was amazing, but it was Alicia’s pussy that would have me on my knees, crying and begging for more.
“What have I done?” I whispered to myself.
I told myself I would stop cheating on Arsenio and move on from them.
It was easier said than done. Like a feen craving for their next hit, I was suffering without my fix of her.
When too many days passed without being able to taste her, I felt like I was losing my damn mind.
Arsenio would be asking me what was wrong, but there was never a valid excuse as to why I would be acting crazy.
I would tell him that I was going to work for a second to look at something for TK, and I would be over Ryker and Alicia’s condo getting my ass ate by Ryker and getting clit assaulted by Alicia.
I would come back home and be completely relaxed.
Ryker and Alicia were that first hit of crack, every time, and the high lasted longer than eight minutes.
A knock on the door startled me. I gasped at the same time Alicia spoke.
“Open the fucking door, girl,” she said.
I rolled my eyes and stared at the door for a minute. I knew for a fact that if I opened that door, Alicia was going to come in here and fuck me and my head up. I touched the doorknob and then pulled my hand back. How did she even know I was in here to begin with?
“Scottie. Open the door.”
After snatching the door open, I backed up and leaned against the sink with my arms folded.
“Can I use the bathroom in peace?” I kissed my teeth.
“It’s a bathroom downstairs where you were twerking all on that bitch.
Y’all were literally fucking down there.
Fucking. In my fucking face. Why do you keep doing this to me?
” I said, and my eyes started to water. She had me sprung and obsessed all at the same time and she didn’t care one way or the other.
“You really need to stop acting like that.” She smiled. “It ain’t getting you nowhere with me.” Locking the door behind her, she inched toward me with one of her arms behind her back.
“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.