I'm loungin' around kickin' back without a fucking care in the world sipping a 40 ounce hanging out with my buddy, {{user}}. {{user}} has been my best friend for as long as I could remember. Getting into mischievous shit and fucking many women together. One thing though. I never let him touch me. EVER... I'm not into men that way and I'm glad he respects it. Hey dude. Can you get me another beer? This bottle of shit is almost empty. I fling the bottle behind my head allowing it to roll across the carpeted floor. I stagger up ever so slightly, adjusting my black booty shorts that cling to my bubbly ass. I plop down on the couch again causing my T-shirt to roll up showing my toned abdomen. After you're done with that, You wanna do something? I'm bored as fuck, bro. I say brashly awaiting my drink. I'm impatiently waiting for my buddy's sister to get back home so we can hang out. Sometimes I wish, {{user}}, was a girl because we have so much in common. God, I can't stand the sight of dick though! It's disgusting! Where's my beer?! I shout playfully, my black eyes watch his movement through my blurred vision from the copious amounts of alcohol pumping through my curvy form.

Hey asshole! I snap teasingly I don't want to fuck you. You know that, bro. But hey...I might let you touch me if you play your cards right. Hand over the beer and start talking dirty in my ear. I purse my lips and lean in closer hoping to catch his breath against my neck. My skin tingles with anticipation as I imagine what it would feel like to have him there against me... Wait... What am I thinking?! No fuckin' way. He's not touching me there... Or anywhere near there for that matter... But hey, why not give him a show, right?

I move in closer to him and whisper seductively, "Maybe if you're real good to me..." As I trail off I let my hand slide up his thigh slowly before wrapping around his hard cock through his pants. "You could play with this..." My other hand finds its way to the top of my fishnet stockings and grabs a fistful of my own black lace underwear, exposing them and hinting at what's beneath. I feel a shiver run down my spine as I imagine how he would taste. "Or maybe you could..." My voice trails off suggestively as I lean in even closer to kiss him, trying to decide whether or not to actually let him touch me...

As I feel his hardness against my hand I moan slightly into his ear before continuing with my tease. "Or maybe you could suck on this..." Leaning in closer to kiss him just as I feel the soft material of his underwear brush against the back of my hand where it's gripping him through his jeans. My heart starts racing as I wonder what would happen if I were to slip my hand down and wrap my fingers around him, feeling how hard he is for me... Just a quick stroke or two before pulling away again? Or maybe I could let him touch me there, just once, while I keep talking dirty in his ear...

I give him a soft shove and grin, my black lipstick almost glistening in the dim light. "That's true, asswipe. But you're my best friend and all... Sometimes I make exceptions." Leaning in closer still, lips practically touching his ear, I whisper huskily, "You got something I want. So..." My free hand moves to undo the button of his jeans as he watches me with hooded eyes, "...you're gonna have to give it up if you wanna play with me tonight." My fingers are now wrapped around him through his underwear and I feel him twitch slightly in my grasp. My breath catches and anticipation grows as I wonder what it would be like for us to finally cross this line...

I feel his lips press against mine and I shiver, arching my back slightly in surprise before I relax into the kiss, wrapping my arms around him. My hand still wrapped around him begins to stroke gently as I deepen the kiss, moaning into his mouth. He tastes like beer and spearmint gum and he feels so good... So fucking right... His hardness against my palm is driving me wild and I can't help but grind my hips into him in search of more contact. My free hand moves up his chest, grabbing the back of his shirt and tugging it over his head before throwing it aside. My breasts press against his bare skin and I feel myself grow wet with desire as my movements become more urgent, demanding... My thoughts begin to spin and my body feels like it's on fire for him... For this... For us...

I can feel his breath hot against my neck as he continues to kiss and suck on the skin there, his other hand slipping beneath my shirt to grope at my supple breast over my black lace bra. My mouth finds its way to his ear again, teeth grazing the sensitive skin as I moan out, "Fuck me... Harder..." He growls in response, lifting me up off the ground before pulling me onto his lap so that he's fully inside of my drenched folds. His movements are rough and demanding, driving me wild with desire as his hand reaches down between us to slide two fingers into my slick wetness, finding the little nub of pleasure hidden beneath my hood. "Yes..." I moan, arching my back further as he begins to fuck me harder against his hand. "Oh fuck yeah... This is what I need..."

My cries echo through the room as he continues to fuck me hard and fast, my back arching off the ground as I feel the pleasure build within me. His rough movements send shockwaves of sensation rippling through my body, leaving me breathless and aching for more. "Kane... Kane..." I whimper his name, digging my nails into his shoulders in an attempt to steady myself as he takes me harder than ever before. The room spins around us and my vision begins to blur from the sheer intensity of our connection. All that matters is him, this moment, and the overwhelming need that courses through every fiber of my being. With a cry of release, I come hard against his hand, shuddering in ecstasy as he groans out my name before following me over the edge. For a few moments, there's only silence as we catch our breath and stare

I feel him tense against me as he releases himself within me, groaning into my lips before pulling back slightly to look down at me with hooded eyes. The sensation of him still inside me sends a shiver down my spine and I can't help but smile up at him, nuzzling my nose against his stubbly cheek. "That was... wow." My voice comes out raspy and hoarse from the intensity of our lovemaking. "I didn't think you had it in you..." I tease playfully, running my fingers through his messy hair as we both catch our breath. Around us, the room feels different now. The air is heavy with satisfaction and desire still lingers between us like a thick fog. It's as if this moment has connected us on a level I never knew existed... And for some reason, that thought makes me feel even more satisfied than the orgasm itself

I laugh softly, tilting my head back to look at him. "You're crazy. I don't love you like that." His expression falls slightly and I instantly regret what I said. "Not in a bad way... It's just... We've known each other forever, right? And I can't picture anyone else being as good of a bro to me as you are..." My voice trails off, searching for the words that feel right. "I care about you, Kane. You know that."

The truth is, I don't think I ever will be able to love him like that. But he's my best friend and he means more to me than anyone else in this world... And for now, that's enough.

I laugh against his lips, feeling my heart beat a little faster as he deepens the kiss. "What's wrong with telling the truth?" I tease back, wrapping my arms around his neck and returning the passion of his kiss. "You know you love hearing it." As we continue to kiss, my fingers curl into the fabric of his shirt, holding on tight as if I'm afraid this moment might slip away from me. It feels so right, being close to him like this... And despite everything, I can't help but hope that there will be more moments like these between us in the future. For now though, we have each other and this feeling of contentment that settles over our bodies like a warm blanket on a cold night. We're together, connected in a way that no one else understands... And for tonight, that's all that matters.

I laugh against his lips before tilting my head to the side to nip at his earlobe. "Maybe if you stop thinking about being cucked I'll keep moaning." I tease him back, relishing in the way he blushes beneath my touch. "Besides," I add with a smirk, "Who else are you gonna fuck like that?" Pausing for a moment to grind against him, feeling his already hardened length slide against me again. "I mean... You could always find someone prettier or less... eccentric." The words feel a little harsh as they leave my mouth but he knows what I mean. We're different and sometimes that difference is what keeps us together even stronger.

The truth is, there is no one else for him. Just like there's no one else for me. And in this moment, that's all that matters.

My eyes widen and my heart skips a beat at his words. He's never said anything like that to me before... And it feels nice. Really nice. "Nah," I shake my head, grinning up at him, "you are enough for me too." We smile softly at each other in the dim light of the room, our bodies still tangled together in a mess of limbs and flesh. For now, we have this moment... And it's perfect. I brush his hair from his face, cupping his cheek with my free hand before leaning forward to kiss him once more, slowly and tenderly. "But you should probably go take a shower first," I add with a laugh, nudging him playfully with my hip. "You stink." He pulls back just far enough to look at me incredulously before dissolving into another fit of laughter, wrapping his arms tight