Mic Drop: The First Track (Side A) free porn video

Cypher was the name on everyone's lips. The lyricist who knew his way around a mic. He went from the underground to the mainstream in under two years. His voice, lyrics, and persona took the world by storm.

He stuck to the classic looks of 90’s rappers with oversized hoodies, sweats, baggy jeans, gold chains and whatever new sneakers were popular. Meanwhile, his music ranged from club bangers to lyrics that spoke to the soul.

His long, black hair was always tied into a ponytail under the toque that never left his head and an XXX mask that covered his mouth which completed his persona. It never came off during interviews, video shoots, live performances and any public outing in-between. All you could ever see were his deep brown eyes that every woman that fell in love with whenever they saw him.

The story that circled around was that, after an accident in 2012, he almost burned alive at sixteen years old. Most of his body was destroyed and, because of it, he would never wear things that showed his body. The most women ever got from him was no hat, a baggy long-sleeve, baggy jeans and a zipped-up vest. The twenty-three-year-old rapper Cypher Cerina Jonston had a back story and an aesthetic that swept across the nation.

The woman that followed Cypher around was his manager, Tylia Costella. A twenty-five-year-old, five-feet-seven, light-skinned goddess with legs for days and stunning hazel eyes. Her deep brown hair ran down to her waist and, whenever she turned her head, every man was whiplashed. Her breasts sat at a perfect 36 E cup that sloped down to her slender midsection and gained a hold on her wide and voluptuous hips. The woman was a perfectly thick hourglass.

Besides her star-stunning looks, she could easily command a crowd, grab attention and, more importantly, have her voice heard in any boardroom across the world. And, of course, the tabloids loved her. 

No one had any idea how this woman was so powerful. But, everyone asked the same question.

Was Cypher sleeping with his manager?

In previous interviews with BET, Entertainment Weekly, MTV, Vibe Music, Rolling Stones, Billboard and even GQ, the rapper stated over and over again that their relationship was strictly platonic and that they were just really close.

Guys wondered if he was gay… Girls wondered if Tylia didn’t have a chance with the rapper then how did they…?

But the world wondered, was Cypher hitting that?

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As the concert came to an end, Cypher stood centerstage. The audience chanted his name.

“Cypher! Cypher! Cypher!”

“Thank you, everyone! I ‘preciate you. To my fans… I love you. To my haters… I love you. To everyone in this crowd… I love you. Now, get home safe and I’ll see y’all on Instagram later tonight!”

The audience erupted with applause and cries while loud voices, music and whistles filled the air. Tonight, Cypher brought his A-Game and was feeling on top of the world for the first time in a long time. As he walked backstage, he was accompanied by his manager Tylia and his crew of bodyguards.

“Cypher, great show.” She smiled as her hand caressed his shoulder.

“Thanks, Ty. I appreciate that.”

“Cypher! Can we stop you for the moment? We just wanted to ask you some questions...” A young woman who was clearly in her mid-twenties came up to him. Her hair was in a short red bob, contrasting with her naturally-tanned skin and brilliant, blue eyes. Her cup size was sitting at around a C-Cup but they were clearly being held up by a push-up bra, judging by the way they bounced around in her white tank top that had Cypher’s name bolded cross her breasts. Her waist was trimmed and her perky tight ass was cupped nicely in her denim miniskirt. Her long legs were showcased by her five-inch stilettos. Clearly, she was here for more than just an interview.

The two men behind her were her crew, holding a boom mic and a camera, while she held the microphone. The man holding the mic was stumpy, a little over five-feet-five with a buzz cut and a husky build. The man holding camera stood at six-foot-one with a stretched-out, lanky build. A slender build masked by the baggy clothing draping over his body.

Tylia snapped her fingers and, in a second, the leader of the guards stepped forward, planting himself near the front of the group. The man was six feet tall. He had a lean but muscular, athletic build.  His skin was the color of caramel and deeply tanned. His eyes, shaded behind Ray-Ban sunglasses, were a brilliant, striking green. His hair, a dark brown crew cut, was stylish and framed his face nicely. His jeans were loosely fitted and strapped on tight with a black Italian leather belt while his black v-neck tee fit his build as if it were sculpted onto the man’s body. Pinned on the side of the shirt, a small silver plate that had the name “Ryker” printed on it.

The woman's eyes ran up and down the bodyguard’s chiseled features and well-sculpted form. A lustful glow was already beginning to ruminate.

“Mr. Jonston. Are you okay with this?”

“Yeah, Ryker,” Cypher replied. “No worries, anything for a fan.”

As Ryker stepped to the side, Cypher’s eyes caught a full view of the woman in front of him. Cypher's eyes roamed her body, drinking in her form.

She was beautiful and, at least on the face of it, she was here for work. Though, in reality, she looked like she was here for cock. And Cypher…

Well, Cypher was extremely entertained by this prospect.

“We are coming to you live and I’m Christine Moore from The Vibe. And let me be the first to say... What an amazing show you had tonight, Cypher!”

“Thank you, Christine.” Cypher smiled under the mask, and though no one could see it, they could definitely hear it. “But, sadly you weren’t the first to say that to me tonight.”

“I wasn’t!” Christine gasped with flirtation dripping over every word that oozed from her red-painted lips. “Then who?”

“My beautiful manager, of course.” Cypher took Tylia’s hand, guiding her forward before putting his hand on the mid of her back. “Tylia Costella.”

“Of course she did.” Her voice was collected and excited, but the hint of jealousy flowed underneath it. “Anyhow, the public wants to know. When are you going to release a new album?”

“A new album, huh?” He laughed. “It’ll come soon. Don’t worry about it.”

“Soon? What are talking about here? A month? Two?”

“Soon,” Tylia stated. Her voice was sharp and demanding. Some may even say protective before flashing a sharp smile. “Just wait for the video.”

“Ooh! Exciting!” Christine turned to her camera. “You heard it first, folks! Watch out for a video and it may hint at the release date of Cypher’s next album! Hey Cypher, is there anything you want to say to the people at home?” 

As Cypher turned to the camera, he pointed his finger straight at the lens.

“Be true to who you are! And, never let anyone stop you from your goals. No matter what.”

“Annnnd Cut!” Christine got the men to cut the camera before looking back at Cypher.

“Cypher, why are you so fantastic?” She asked as her hand drifted to his arm. “You’ve become such a star over such a short amount of time and I just have to say… I’m amazed by you and everything you’re about...”

“Ya know… I do it ‘cuz not everyone gets an opportunity like this. Gotta make the best of it.”

“Yeaahhhh...” Christine’s body language softened as she began to push her tits out at him slightly, while batting her eyelashes. “It’s just so amazing...”

“Yes. It is,” Tylia cut herself into the conversation. Her eyes glared over at Christine before looking to Cypher and tapping her watch. “We gotta go.”

“Of course,” Cypher responded. His gaze shifted to Christine. “Sorry that our time's up. Maybe, we can continue this interview another time...”

“Yeah…”

Cypher reached his hand under Christine’s chin and caressed her jaw slightly.

“Keep your head up. You’re more beautiful that way.”

And, with that, Cypher, Tylia and the guards walked through the corridor. The group traveled through the building, sliding past fans and paparazzi until they finally were able to get to the backdoor. The team stayed in while Ryker followed the two beyond it. Ryker escorted them to the black Bentley with heavily tinted windows and blacked-out license plates. Alongside, there was a white limo parked with the windows up.

“Mr. Jonston. Miss Costello,” The chauffeur said as he opened the door of the Bentley for the two.

“Thank you, Axel,” The two said in unison before entering the car one at a time. Axel was a six-foot-three man with broad shoulders and rippling muscles that could not be hidden by the dress suit jacket. He had a dark brown complexion the color of dark chocolate, with a lightly-stubbled face. He was devilishly handsome and the definition of dark and dangerous.

 The head of Jonston’s bodyguard team looked at the chauffeur.

“Axel.”

“Ryker.”

The two of them exchanged an understanding look before he headed off back into the car. Ryker, the head of the bodyguards, walked over to the limo and tapped on the glass before watching it pull off. After seven minutes, the Bentley followed and pulled up from behind the building.

As the car pulled off around the building, it drove into the traffic-packed streets and watched as the limo got attacked by fans. Their screams could be heard inside of the Bentley even though the fans were nowhere close to them.

“Look at the mob tonight.” Tylia laughed, placing her hand on Cypher’s lap. “That could have been you.”

“I know… Thank you for everything.”

The two of them looked at each other and, as they did, a small smile crept across Tylia’s lips.

“No problem. Anything for my sister.”

“Step-sister. But I’ll take it.” Cypher laughed. “Not every day you can convince your best friend’s mom to date your dad.”

Cypher thought about her dad. After losing his wife, he needed to be happy. And Tylia’s mom was all too eager to pick up the slack. Especially after his divorce. She tapped on the glass divider separating the driver from the two of them. The screen went down.

“Yes, Mr. Cypher,” Axel said as he tried to hold back his laughter.

“Shut up, stupid,” Cypher said, leaning over and smacking Axel in the back of the head. “Can you pass me my bag while you get us through this goddamn traffic?”

“No problem, CeeCee.” With one hand, Axel reached into the passenger's seat, grabbing the black duffle bag before he tossed it back at her face.

“Gonna tell Ryker to meet us at the house,” Axel yelled back with a laugh as he raised the dark-tinted dividing window as soon as possible. Tylia laughed as Cypher tumbled back into her seat.

“Fuck you, asshole.”

“You know, this is still very impressive. How you managed to keep this up and not get caught… In what, like two years?” Tylia smirked.

“Well...” Cypher unzipped her oversized hoodie and ripped the voice modulator taped down to her chest off. “It’s a hard job.”

Cypher’s voice changed from this deep, raunchy, masculine voice to her much lighter, softer normal tone. Her voice was soft, but strong and had an underlying seductive tone. Tylia handed her the little box from the duffle bag that Cypher kept the modulator in. Cypher placed it in the case before tossing it back in the bag.

Pulling the sweater completely off, she began to take off layer after layer. The long-sleeve, the t-shirt and the tank top. Which left Cypher’s torso bare besides the shit ton of bandages compressing her tits.

Roll after roll, she stripped away the bandages to reveal her 36 DD tits sitting in two sports bras. Already exhausted, she unhooked the sports bras one at a time.

“Like this... I could never do this.” Tylia laughed. “Have you seen these?”

She pointed at her own giant breasts.

“I’d fucking die.”

“I know. If I ever went up one more size, I might as well tell the world I’m a fucking woman. It gets harder and harder to breathe every time I do a show.”

“Speaking of shows… let’s talk about what happened back there with little Miss Christine from The Vibe. Kay?” Tylia peeled off her blue blazer, leaving her in the pink tank top and blue skirt she wore.

“What about it?” Cypher asked as unlatched her belt and began to shimmy her thick thighs, and plump rounded ass out of the baggy jeans she has been wearing for hours.

“‘Keep your head up, you’re more beautiful that way.’ Give me a fucking break!”

She laughed. “What the hell was that?”

“Tylia, Tylia… Sweetie, you know I gotta sell the act. People gotta believe they’re buying the right product.”

“You mean dick?” Tylia said softly. Her hand slowly grazed up Cypher’s thick thighs. And quickly found their way through them. Before long, Tylia's index finger was running itself up against Cypher's clit over her panties. Cypher's body began to feel chills run down her spine as Tylia began to massage her clit.

“You want to make people believe a long, black nine-inch cock hung where your tight pink little cunt is?" Tylia fingers stroked her clit softly, letting Cypher’s pussy drenched her panties. Without a second thought, Tylia's hand slid around the fabric and entered Cypher's soaked and throbbing pussy with her middle and index finger. She then slowly began to thrust her fingers in and out of her.

"But-"

 "You want to sell the idea that these titties don't exist?" Tylia allowed her free hand to roughly pull at Cypher's nipple, letting Cypher's head fall back into the seat with a harsh moan leaving her lips. Cypher was extremely close to an orgasm. Her body was quivering at each touch and thrust Tylia did to her.

She needed to cum and cum soon.

"You want to make every girl out there want you… and every guy wants to be you...”

Tylia's hand then slowly grazed up Cypher's cleavage and found its way to pull down Cypher’s mask, exposing her juicy lips. Tylia pressed her lips against Cypher’s for a kiss. A gentle peck, for now, to curb the taste of her. Perfect in size and shape. For cock and pussy.

Hidden from the world because if they saw them, or knew what they could do, she would be seen in a much different light. From rapper to full-on sex symbol. But, no one could ever know her secret but her friends. As her lips pulled away, her eyes met Cypher’s deep brown ones with lust.

“Hey… I swing both ways. I always want the guys to want me too...” She moaned.

“Damn right. I know I do,” Axel’s voice rang through the speaker.

“AXEL!” The two of them yelled out in the back of the car.

“Why are you spying on us?” Cypher spat, glaring at the divider, knowing he couldn’t see her. Her orgasm was interrupted and now she was pissed.

“Because I’m your driver, CeeCee! And, because you asked me to set the mic up here, and because you still owe me.”

“Whatever, Axel.”

The three of them bickered back and forth for the rest of the car ride while Cypher got dressed and packed the bag. By the end of this trip, she was wearing an XXL Raptors Jersey that ended right above her knee, fitting her like a dress, a pair of white knee-high socks finished off with a pair of white and black Air Max sneakers.

 Her long, black hair was pulled from the ponytail and fell past her shoulders. The soft curls framed her face while the jersey attempted to hide her figure. But, even though she did not wear something that hugged every curve, you could easily tell with one look that she was someone to watch for. Meanwhile, her dark skin illuminated under the sunlight from the sunroof and her right arm, which was laced in a series of black tattoos, was a stunning visual of everything she had ever been through in art form.

Tylia, on the other hand, had changed as well. From her navy blue and pink dress-suit and hot pink heels, into a light blue, denim strapless top with a zipper down the middle, that vainly attempted to suppress her large tits. It squeezed them together and almost lifted them even. They looked as if they were ready and willing, to pop out at any second. But the shirt was so tight that they didn't even have a chance.

A matching pair of denim pants graced her thick thighs and hugged her hips tightly. It perfectly showcased her fat ass and curves that could kill. Her red-bottomed, Louis Vuitton stilettos graced each foot and her long hair was middle-parted and graced each shoulder with half of her luscious locks.

“CeeCee, honestly… Sometimes I forget how hot you are…” Tylia said as she looked her best friend over. “I mean, you’re so covered up. Like all the time. But damn, it is impressive.”

“Appreciated, my love,” Cypher replied, jokingly brushing off her shoulders. “Ya know, it's what I do.”

"We're here," Axel announced through the speakers of the car.

With duffle bags in hand, both girls got out of the car and stood in front of the beautiful Beach House that was spread out before them. 

The Beach House had five, very comfortable, queen-sized bedrooms. Each was fully furnished, with a full washroom in each room which was connected to the main house by an external undercover walkway. The kitchen was recently renovated with white cupboards and granite countertops, with an island sitting in the middle and four barstools sitting prominently around it. The kitchen had a clean look that was complete with every new appliance you could possibly want.

Long and short, you could tell that these people had money. 

The house had a large open living space with ceiling-to-floor windows that made the place feel spacious but had cherry-brown, engineered, hardwood flooring, and celery top-pine timber on the internal walls that gave the house a cozy feeling.  The house had a very modern look but one that felt comfortable, youthful and reflected the feeling of beach living. Almost as if was a vacation every day. 

On the outside, there was a BBQ grill on the high-rise patio and a gated-off pool that was accompanied by lounge chairs, a small fire pit and a bar. And though there was a pool gated off by the house, the beautiful island living home sat highly perched on the hill overseeing the water from an undercover balcony and a literal 5-minute walk to the beach.

“I never fail to fall in love with this place,” Tylia said as she took a deep breath of fresh air.

“Agreed,” Cypher replied. She stopped in her tracks and looked up at the house. The Beach House was the first place she bought for herself with the money she made in the first few months of her career. After paying off her mother's house and both her and her twin older brothers’ school loans. This place was her quiet place and her hideaway when needed.

Cypher watched as Tylia walked to the house with her duffle bag slung over her shoulder. Her ass swayed side-to-side and her body bounced as she walked up the stairs and into the house.

“She’s so… hot,” Cypher sighed to herself out loud.

“I mean… she’s ‘iight.” Cypher’s head snapped next to her to see Axel standing there, next to her.  Axel’s head tilted to look over at Cypher. “On the other hand, you are beautiful.”

“Oh shut up, stupid.” Cypher threw a playful punch at Axel’s shoulder as they headed up the stairs of the house and to the front door.

Axel chuckled under his breath and, after opening the door for Cypher, he sent a hard smack against her ass, making her yelp loudly.

“Axel!” She yelled with a flirtatious smile in her voice.

“What?” Axel replied raising both hands in the air. “I did nothing. There’s no proof.”

“No proof, eh?”

Turning the corner to the third room on the right, Cypher grabbed Axel by his tie and pulled him into the room. Flinging the door closed behind them, Axel’s hands gripped Cypher’s hips, slamming her body against his and planting a hot kiss against her lips. The two of them fought ferociously with each other, lips kissing and biting, looking for an opening whenever they could. His tongue darted into her mouth and the two of them fought each other for dominance. From against the wall, they pushed and pulled each other from wall to wall until they stumbled onto the bed. Cypher’s back pressed against the mattress as she looked into the eyes of Axel.

With a wicked smile, Axel popped off of her and stood up. Ensuring she got a good view, Axel pulled his cellphone from the inner pocket of his coat and, after a few moments, Pony by Ginuwine blasted through the speakers as the phone was tossed onto the bed.

“Well, well, well, what’s this?” Cypher asked as she laid back on her elbows and began to bite her bottom lip.

Axel smirked as he began to strip in front of her. Slowly swaying as he popped the collar of his jacket before sliding it off and letting it drop onto the ground. He unbuttoned the dress shirt as his lusty eyes roamed her body. He knew what was under that jersey. Big, bouncy anime titties. Thick curvaceous thighs. A round fat ass that deserved to be spanked and tight wet pussy just waiting to be fucked.

Axel took his shirt in his hand and swung it around his head twice before throwing it at her. Cypher grabbed the shirt and smelled it. She loved the way he smelled. Cologne and his natural musk. Something that drove her hormones up the wall at any time.

Axel’s shirt was off and his muscular frame was something Cypher’s eyes could not miss. He rippled in the most delicious ways. His arms, full and sculpted. His shoulders were broad, his abs were exposed, his body glistened and the giant cock print that was left pressed against his dress pants. Cypher found her hand between her legs that were opened wide and fingering herself.  She thirsted off of the man she’s been fucking for a fairly long time. Meanwhile, Axel turned on Pony, letting it blast from the phone speaker. 

Axel thrust his hips forward as his arms grazed down his body in a sexual manner, feeling down his chest and his abs, making his way down to grab his cock right in front of her. She was getting her own show after the one she had just had.

Axel then slowly made his way over to Cypher’s body. He watched the woman lying on the bed, quivering as she fingered herself. She was clearly on the brink of an orgasm already. He moved her hand and reached his up under her dress to pull off her damp panties.

“Hm… someone seems ready.”

“I’m always ready.”

Cypher had been in the studio and in rehearsal for the last eight weeks. She was craving sex like a motherfucker.

Hungry for it.

Needing it.

She felt like at this point she could have fucked a goddamn brick wall, but lucky enough Axel was here as a friend to lend his … talents to her.

"Fuck me." She breathed. "I. Need. Cock."

“Your wish is my command.”

Grabbing him tight, she wrapped her arms around his neck as she pulled him closer to her. Her large tits pressed against his rock-hard chest with the mere amount of fabric on the jersey separating the two bodies. Axel's lips ravenously pressed against hers. He kissed Cypher deeply and passionately. His lips danced down her lips and tasted her neck. Biting down, his teeth sunk in like a vampire.

Her nipples hardened in desire. She wanted him. She needed him. She lusted for him.

"Fuck," She hissed.

His hands traveled downward and hiked her jersey dress up. He then quickly undid his pants and pulled his black dress pants and Calvin Klein boxers down in one easy swoop. His hard black cock swelled in his hand; nine-and-a-half inches and thick like an Italian's butcher sausage. His eyes locked with Cypher's lusted ones. She was excited and he could tell with the quick graze of his thumb against her clit.

Soaked.

He eased his cock inside of her slowly. He began with the head and pushing deeper and deeper, taking it at her pace. They tracked each second, each movement and each inch until the hilt.

"FUCK!" She screamed, gripping the blanket on the bed for dear life.

"You okay?" Axel asked.

"Yeah," She said in a breathy voice. A wicked smile crossed her lips as her eyes narrowed, drawing this sinisterly sexy look on her face together. "You just feel so fucking good."

"Okay," Axel sighed in relief. "Just let me know if it's too much."

"Will do," Cypher said. She quickly pulled the bottom of the jersey up and tossed it over her head, throwing it onto the ground. "Now… let's do this."

Cyphers large tits just bounced in front of him. Unlike Ryker, Axel was a Tit Guy now and forever. However, while Tylia may have larger tits than Cypher's, a real breast connoisseur knew the balance of size, shape and buoyancy made bombshells like Cypher's a cause worth fighting for.

Axel started gently at first, ensuring that he wasn't hurting Cypher, but before long he was fucking her… the way she wanted him to. Axel's hands were buried in the sheets on either side of her head, clenching them tightly as his cock continued to bury itself into Cypher. Thrust after thrust, he fucked her harder and harder. Her screams rang through her room and probably echoed through the beach itself.

Axel and Cypher were not together in the general sense. They had been friends ever since high school.

Truthfully, all four of them were.

But, Axel and Cypher's relationship had always been a little more than friendship and… sex. Axel did truly care for Cypher so when her sexual needs needed to be taken care of, he would always be there to lend a helping hand. And of course… having a cock the girth and length of his did help keep the Size Queen in her satisfied from time to time.

"Axel! Axel! AXEL!" Cypher screamed as the orgasm climbed through her body. Her pussy was soaked and expanded. Her thighs were in the air and her legs were hooked around Axel's back as she struggled to hold on. Her arms around his neck were slowly feeling heavier and heavier.

But, Axel wasn't ready to let her fall apart yet without a proper orgasm. He lifted her right leg over his shoulder and drilled her pussy again and again. His deep voice grunted in her ear, growling like an animal on the hunt.

"I'm going to fucking knock you up," He growled through his gritted teeth. This was an untrue statement seeing that she was on birth control. But the thought of the risk of being pregnant from this encounter still turned Cypher on immensely. "I'm going to use your body. You fucking slut."

"Breed me!" She growled back as her pussy throbbed. Milking his cock with every stroke. "Breed me! Please! Please! Plea-"

Cypher's pleading was cut short by a wave of pleasure. She screamed out as her body was overwhelmed with this sensation. She threw her head back and ripped at his back with her nails as she came on his cock. And just like that, as she was about to finish cumming, a hot gush of liquid filled her pussy to the brim. It came fast and caused another orgasm from her. Axel came.

The two of them panted as they looked at each other, naked, sweating and entwined together.

"Well, that was fun." Cypher laughed.

"Absolutely," Axel replied with a soft smirk.

As Axel leaned in to peck her on the lips, the door opened.

"Ready for round two?"

The two of them looked over at the door where Tylia walked in wearing a sheer white robe, and a set of red lace, open-bottom lingerie, body con dress that stopped right before her mid-thigh. But since she wore no panties, her shaved cunt was exposed to everyone.

"Oh, hello Ty," Axel said in slight shock of the extremely thick woman standing in the door frame. She entered the room and closed the door as Cypher and Axel pulled themselves apart from each other.

Tylia found herself with her robe on the ground and leaning over Cypher with her lips just centimeters away.

"Ty… what about Ryker?" She asked curiously.

"What about him?" Tylia replied with a smirk before looking at Axel. "Hey, nerd. Might wanna record this for your future jack-off material."

Axel glared at Tylia but before he could say anything, her lips were already mashed against Cypher's. Their tits were pressed against each other's and Tylia's hand was already shoved into Cypher's soaked cum-filled pussy.

And though Axel was annoyed with Tylia's statement, he had to admit the scene in front of him was fucking hot.

These two thick women with giant tits kissing all over each other, while being fingered made his cock solid a second time in thirty seconds flat. His balls weren't completely drained yet either. Looked like he might have to record this after all.

Cypher's hand wrapped around Tylia's waist and took a handful of a cheek from her bare fat ass. Cypher bit Tylia's bottom lip and Tylia bit back. The two of them devoured each other. Cypher's other hand gripped her other ass cheek and smacked them both at the same time.

"Mmmmmmmm…." Tylia moaned.

Axel, on the other hand, began jacking off his long, thick black cock. He pumped it up and down as he watched the two of them, his eyes wandering across their bodies. Large tits bouncing, big shapely asses, rounded and toned thighs, juicy plump lips. He felt like his cock was going to be permanently erect after this.

"Axel…" Tylia said as she pulled herself off of Cypher and crawled over to him.

"You can join us, you know. Just remember, I like it in the ass."

Tylia crawled around again, this time reaching for her robe as she tossed him a raspberry lube. She then went back over but this time having her ass facing Axel. Then sloping herself down, she placed her body in the perfect doggy style position. Tylia then grabbed Cypher’s legs and pulled them around so her mouth would hover right over Cypher’s cunt.

"Ready when you are," She alerted Axel before she began to play with Cypher’s clit with her tongue. Cypher moaned with her back pressed into the bed.

Axel looked down and saw Tylia's thick, round ass facing him.

Taunting him. She shimmied her ass, bouncing it against his cock, teasing him. His eyes then looked over at Cypher who was moaning like a slut, spread-eagle on the bed. Just being used as Tylia's toy.

Axel took the aloe jell from off of Cypher’s dresser and squirted some in his hands. First, he jacked his cock off before using some on his fingers as he began to finger Tylia's asshole. Axel then took a deep breath before taking a hand of each of Tylia's ass cheeks and spread them. By this point, she was already moaning in excitement into Cypher.

'For fuck’s sake,' He thought to himself. His cock twitched with anticipation. He was more ready for this moment than he ever thought of. You see, he and Tylia had an interesting friendship at best. They were in different groups in high school. She was a hot, Afro Latin woman that hung out with the Cool Black Girls and he was a skinny black nerd on tech crew (who knew how to get his dick wet).

But, one day, Cypher, Tylia, Ryker and Axel were stuck waiting for rides after a musical theatre practice. Cypher and Tylia were both in the musical, while Ryker and himself were on tech crew. The four of them got to talking and became this four-man band of losers who loved theatre.

Tylia was always teasing him and, at the time, though he has always been interested in Cypher (who went by Cerina back then), he always wanted to shove his cock into Tylia to shut her up. And, though they had played around a few times in recent years, he was always tempted to fuck her ass and now… now he was going to.

And with permission. He slowly pushed the head of his cock into her ass and he could already tell that thing was no virgin.

Tylia let out a moan while her mouth was connected to the lips of Cypher’s pussy. Which caused Cypher to moan again. With a devilish smirk, he continued to move the rest of his cock inside her. Taking his time, he ensured that the entire thing fit and, to hell, it did. Like a fucking glove.

"Fuuuck..." Tylia moaned.

His cock filled Tylia up and began to thrust in and out of her. Tylia was turned on by the size of his cock and took every inch. She loved anal because it brought her a new sensation every time. She was surprised by the size of Axel but nevertheless, she had a feeling that he knew how to use it, and her. Especially seeing that her best friend was always satisfied.

His big black cock thrust in and out of her tight asshole, fast and hard. Axel felt his balls filling fast and his heart reaching a mile a minute. With every push, Tylia moaned out and every moan created a domino effect of pleasure to all three of them. Tylia was extremely enjoying herself. She lived for this feeling and felt her pussy just soak. Her desire to cum ripped through her, she wanted, no, needed it.

"Cum in me!" Tylia screamed as she came up for air. "DO IT!"

Axel's balls tightened as he watched her ass jiggle and bounce against his cock eagerly. She wanted it so much and Axel, honestly, was ready to blow his load. And just like that, Axel growled as he came hard into Tylia. His cum shooting through her ass and filling her up, semen oozing into her asshole.

Tylia orgasmed so hard that her body began to spasm. Her asshole pulsated heavily as she heaved for breath, struggling to maintain consciousness.

A knock on the door…

"Hey, CeeCee you read… Jesus." Ryker stood there in the open door frame, watching his girlfriend directly in the center of a threesome, nearly passed out. "Jesus Christ."

"Hey, babe…" She struggled.

"You really couldn't just let them fuck, huh? You just had to get your pussy wet."

"No, it was my … ass."

Ryker sighed as he stepped into the room. Axel quickly pulled his cock out of Tylia and watched as Ryker tossed her arm over his shoulder and pulled her off the bed.

"She didn't make you do anything crazy? Just her ass?"

"Yeah, dude," Axel said as he watched Ryker single-handedly lift Tylia in his arms as if it was nothing.

"Alright." He said, kissing the top of Tylia's head. "You two, get ready. The party starts at 11 PM and it's 9:50 so hurry the fuck up."

With that Ryker left Cypher's room and took her straight to hers. Axel and Cypher then looked at each other, naked, sweaty and sitting in way too many bodily fluids.

Within seconds, the two of them began laughing hard together.

"Did that seriously just happen?" Cypher said holding her stomach.

"Yeah, I really think it did."

After the laughing died down minutes later, Axel shot Cypher a smirk.

"We happen to have an hour till this party starts. How long do you think it'll take for you to get ready?"

"Ummm.... forty minutes?" Cypher replied. "Why?"

"Thoughts on spending then next twenty on a round three?"

The two of them shared a smile before Cypher crossed the bed and planted a kiss on his lips.

"Fuck, yes."