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Chapter 2:
I could hear her moans above me; one of her legs was draped over my shoulder and her back was pressed into the stall wall behind me. My tongue danced around her entrance and outer lips, I wanted her to beg for me. My free hand worked its way under her shirt and started teasing her nipples. She knew I wanted her to beg but she refused. Her fingers pushed and pulled my head trying to press me deeper into her. I chucked a little under her skirt, she knew how this worked, and I wasn't going to get laid this time so I wanted at least a little satisfaction. A particular hard pull made me wince, if she wanted to play it rough we could. I lightly bit the inside of her thighs and she groaned, a sweet spot only I knew about. I applied pressure to her clit for a brief moment before retreating. I took her outer lips into my mouth and sucked on them lightly. She was reaching her limit because her legs began to shake.
"Alyx please!" She finally exclaimed. That was all I wanted.
I smirked and looked up at her between strands of my hair. I winked at her before plunging two fingers into her wet hot heat. Her back arched and she let out the sexiest moan I have ever heard. As I continued thrusting into her I could feel her walls trying to suck me in, get me to go deeper. I added another finger and felt a spasm run through her body and her nails dug into my exposed shoulders. I had to plan this carefully. I was going to make her cum hard or fail miserably. I moved my head between her thighs once again. I circled her clit with my tongue, flicking it, stroking it, biting it lightly with my teeth. Her hands grasped at my hair mashing my face into her pussy, right where I wanted to be. I could feel her reaching her climax but I wanted to make this amazing. I curled my fingers up searching for that special spot that would make her scream. I pressed lightly and her hips bucked forward and she let out a loud groan. I picked up my pace and fucked her harder, sucking directly on her clot. Her moans filled the restroom and her legs shook on my shoulders. "Alyx don't stop! You feel so good... Keep fucking me... I'm going to cum!" She gasped and I felt her walls clamp down on my fingers. Her juices shot out and soaked my face; I lapped up as much as I could but I could feel it running down my chin. Her body went limp and I stood up quickly to catch her from falling. She looked at me through half closed eyes and I smirked at her whipping my face.
"Alright, alright. It was fucking fantastic. Get out so I can fix myself; we're late for class." She sighed and tried to get her body to move. I could see her legs were still shaking.
I stepped out of the stall and adjusted my shirt in the mirror. This quickie took longer than expected but it was entirely worth it. I was running a comb though my hair when Rachel stepped out of the stall.
"You know, Alyx, we can't keep doing this every time you feel like it. I'm supposed to be your friend not your fuck buddy. What would all of your admirers say if they knew you fucked one of your closes friends regularly?" Rachael said leaning against the stall, searching through her purse for a cigarette.
"Oh Rachie baby, you wouldn't tell on me for the same reason we don't stop. We both know that I know that you love these intimate moments we spend together. You and I get our itches scratched without having to spend money on dinner. Don't forget boo, I come whenever you call too." My reflection smirked at her as I watched her face redden.
She continued to search through her purse as I studied her. Rachael was one of my closes friends. Her long black curls and green eyes always pulled me in for more just when I thought we were done. As much as I hated to admit it, Rachael was my only competition when it came to women. She had this way about her that made you want to get near her and protect her. It might have been her petite frame or her breathy way of speaking. She always seemed so small... so cute. And she knew it. She knew how to flash those eyes to make men and women fall to their knees in front of her. I was immune to her powers, having skill of my own, which led to us being best friends. Best friends who also fucked every now and then.
"Here just have one of mine. You probably left them in the car." I said, handing her a Marlboro.
"I hate these things you smoke but you're probably right. What's the deal anyway? You aren't a cowboy Alyx these things are crazy harsh." She pulled a face at the first inhale.
"Rachey, that's the point. Never catch anyone trying to bum cigarettes off of me right? They all go to you because you smoke those weak menthols." I stretched my arms above my head and my shirt rode above my belly button showing off my hip tattoos. I saw a flash of desire in Rachael's eyes before she caught me staring.
"What? Everyone else stares, why can't I?" She huffed. I walked towards her and plucked the cigarette from her fingers. I took a long drag and groaned as familiar taste hit me. I really did need to quit, smoking that is. My free hand rubbed from her hip to her inner thigh. I her sharp intake and pressed firmly at the heat between her legs.
"You can look all you want. In fact I'll give you a private viewing later. But for right now I have to get to class." I handed the cigarette back to her. I turned to leave the bathroom but not before giving her a kiss on lips. I threw her a wink on the way out the door; as much as Rachael didn't want to admit it she wanted me just as much as I wanted her.
I checked the hanging clock in the hallway. Shit, fifteen minutes late to Calculus. Mr. Jonson was not going to accept my "lost track of time" excuse. I figured I might as well get a pass from the main office and since I was already late I'd take the long way. I wandered through the halls singing my latest favorite Arctic Monkeys song. I guess I lost track of myself the further I got into the song because the sound of applause surprised me suddenly. I looked up to see the new girl that ignored me this morning.