ALICE Ch 8

“This is what’s happening,” Erica says, sliding off Alice and rather firmly rolling her over.

“Oh. Um,” Alice says as Erica pulls her hips up. Alice is too surprised not to go with it, and too horny to have second thoughts in any case. “OK,” she says as Erica positions herself behind her.

“Not flat at all,” Erica says, caressing Alice’s skin. Embarrassed, Alice looks over her shoulder. She is not shy or inexperienced, but she’s never been in this role before. Her hard cock swings freely, still twitching.

Erica gives Alice’s ass a light slap, then guides her cock and slides in, biting her lip.

“Oh!” Alice yelps, clutching the sheets.

“That’s it,” Erica purrs, thrusting languidly. She groans and leans forward, reaching around to grasp Alice’s bobbing cock. She squeezes and pulls it.

“Ha! Oh, fuck!” Alice is overwhelmed.

Erica pushes in and stops, focusing completely on jerking Alice’s cock. Alice drops her head, squeezing her eyes shut. Her hips tremble as Erica’s soft fingers grip her. She can’t do anything but hold still on her hands and knees, full of Erica’s cock as the blonde journalist ruthlessly masturbates her.

“Ah!” Alice’s voice comes out loud as she sprays cum into the wrinkled sheets.

Erica kisses her shoulder and milks her firmly.

Alice takes long, deep breaths. Nothing more is coming out, but her cock is still contracting. Her pussy shivers around the hard shaft inside her, still unsatisfied. She’s in shock.

She cries out as Erica starts to thrust again, letting go of her cock to get both hands on Alice’s hips. Erica might make jokes about being in a hurry, but it’s not long before she’s leaning forward again to whisper in Alice’s ear.

“Can I do it inside you?”

Alice is drunk on pleasure. She doesn’t care.

“It’s fine,” she gasps.

Erica speeds up, and so does Alice’s moaning. She feels Erica’s fingers grip her hips tighter. Alice lets out a choked breath as the other woman empties herself inside with a yell through clenched teeth.

“Oh, yes,” Erica gasps, coming back down to hug Alice tight, forcing her to the sheets. She kisses her neck, then nibbles her ear, bursting another gush of cum inside. “Yes,” she repeats before going limp with another groan of satisfaction.

Alice sees stars with Erica’s warm, soft weight on top of her. Erica’s hot, heavy breaths are on her neck.

A minute passes. Alice regains enough thought to realize that she’s on top of her own wet patch, but she doesn’t care.

“That’s not what I pictured,” she says at last.

“No?” Erica sounds sleepy.

“I was going to do that to you.”

Erica exhales through her nose, then picks herself up. As she pulls out, her soft, wet cock brushes across Alice’s bare buttock. “Were you?” she asks as she gets off the bed and to her feet.

Alice rolls onto her back. “Yeah.” Her eyes widen as the naked Erica stretches luxuriously with her back to Alice. It’s quite a view. Then she bends over to pick up her underwear.

“You’re leaving?” Alice can’t keep the dismay out of her voice.

“You need to rest,” Erica replies. “Big day for you tomorrow.”

Alice isn’t even doing it on purpose. The puppy eyes just happen on their own. Erica sees that look and snorts. She puts her hand on her hip and smirks.

“When you get your first podium,” she says. “You can do anything you want to me.”