Alex stepped out of his front door into the crisp morning air, the sky still painted with soft pinks and golds from the rising sun. He locked the door behind him, slinging his bag over one shoulder, mind already drifting to the day ahead—classes, Ash, Mary, the weight of everything pressing in.
Then he saw her.
Alice.
Standing right there in his front yard, leaning against the mail box that stood between his small yard and the street. She had been waiting—how long, he didn't know—but the way she straightened the moment she spotted him told him it had been a while.
Her breath came in little puffs in the cold, cheeks flushed pink from the chill and something hotter.
She was dressed to destroy him.
White blouse tighten just enough to show the faint glimpse of lacy red bra that pushed her perfect tits up into mouth-watering cleavage, the fabric straining against her hard nipples. Short blue skirt riding high on her thick, juicy thighs—thighs that were plush and soft, the kind that jiggled with every tiny movement, pale skin smooth and begging to be marked.
And her ass... God, her ass. It wasn't huge like Anna's, but it was still big and perfectly rounded, a delicious peach that swelled out in a heart-stopping curve, so large and soft it made the skirt look painted on, the hem barely covering the lower swell where thigh met cheek.
Thighhighs creating a dent in her thick mouthwatering thighs. Black smooth fabric and tempting to touch.
The moment their eyes met, her face lit up—relief, desperation, pure raw need all flashing across her pretty features at once.
"Alex..." she breathed, straightened up and walked toward him with that sway that made his cock twitch instantly. Her voice was soft, shaky, like she had been holding it in too long.
Her thick thighs rubbed together with every step, the friction making her bite her lip.
He stopped at the bottom of the steps, bag still in hand. "Alice. What are you doing here? It's early"
She bit her lip, cheeks flushing deeper, eyes dropping for a second before snapping back to his. "I... I didn't want to miss going with you today. I needed to see you. I've been here since seven."
Alex checked his phone clock just to find 7:58 am.
Seven. An hour in the cold, just waiting for him.
Because he had ignored her for days on purpose.
Letting her lust build.
Letting her ache.
And it had worked—too well.
She stepped closer, close enough that he could smell her perfume mixed with the faint, unmistakable scent of her pussy juices.
Her nipples were hard, poking through the thin blouse. Her thighs pressed together like she was trying to ease the throb between them, the soft flesh of her inner thighs brushing with a whisper.
"You didn't answer my messages," she whispered, voice cracking just a little. "I thought... I thought you were mad at me. Or that you didn't want me anymore."
Her blue eyes glistened.
Alex's chest tightened. He reached out, cupped her cheek gently. "I'm not mad."
"Then why?" she asked, leaning into his touch like a cat. "Why ignore me? I... I couldn't sleep. I kept touching myself thinking about you, but it wasn't enough. I-I need you. I need you so bad it hurts."
Her hand slid down his chest, stopping just above his belt, fingers trembling.
Liza's voice purred in his mind, delighted. 'Look at her. She's at her limit. Two days without your cock and she's ready to drop to her knees right here infront of your house~'
Alice's eyes flicked down to his crotch, then back up, pupils blown wide. "P...Please... touch me. Just a little. I've been so good. Waiting like you wanted."
Alex glanced around—the street was quiet, the sunshine was just blooming on the streets, no one in sight.
Early enough that most of the neighbors haven't woken up.
He stepped closer, pulling her behind, and backing her against the closed door.
His hand slid down her side, over the curve of her hip, then under her skirt.
No cute panties.
Just bare, smooth skin and the thin string of that obscene red G-string buried between her perfect ass cheeks—buttocks so large and soft they overflowed his palm when he grabbed them, fingers sinking deep into plush flesh that jiggled with the slightest squeeze.
"Oh" he breathed, fingers tracing the string, feeling how it disappeared into her crack, the cheeks so thick and full they swallowed the fabric completely. "Hmm~ you wore this for me?"
Alice nodded fast, breath hitching. "Yes... I wanted you to see it first thing. I wanted you to know how much I missed you."
He gripped her ass hard, fingers sinking into soft flesh, pulling her against him so she could feel how hard he already was. The cheeks were so large, so perfectly rounded and plush, they molded around his hand like warm dough, jiggling softly with every rough squeeze.
She moaned softly, pressing her large tits against his chest, nipples dragging through the fabric.
"Ah~" she whimpered as his hand slid further, fingers brushing her soaked pussy lips. "I've been wet since I've been waiting for you... thinking about you ignoring me... it made me crazy..."
He rubbed her clit slowly, feeling her slick coat his fingers instantly, the swollen lips parting easily under his touch.
"So wet" he murmured against her ear. "My good girl waited like I wanted."
"Yes" she gasped, hips rocking into his hand, her thick thighs trembling, the soft flesh quivering as she ground against him. "Your good girl... only yours... p-please don't stop..."
He slipped one finger inside her, slow and deep, feeling her walls clench desperately around him, hot and slick and greedy.
A few days without him and she was already this tight, this needy, her large ass involuntarily pushing back into his palm as he fingered her.
Small pink hearts flickered in her sapphire eyes as she moaned into his neck.
"It's so early..." he said, voice low. "Already at your limit?"
"Because I missed you ahh!~" she whimpered, riding his finger shamelessly, her thick thighs spreading wider, the soft inner flesh brushing his wrist. "I missed your cock... your hands... your voice... your eyes... everything..."
He added a second finger, curling them, pumping slow and deep while his thumb circled her clit, feeling her gush around him.
Her legs shook, those plush thighs quivering, the large cheeks of her ass jiggling in his grip as she bucked.
"Ahhh~!" she cried softly, burying her face in his shoulder as she came hard, pussy gushing around his fingers, soaking his hand and dripping down her thick thighs in shiny rivulets.
He didn't stop.
"Ahh! Uhmmm~ Ughmm~"
Kept fingering her through it, drawing it out until she was shaking, clinging to him like he was the only thing keeping her upright, her body pushing back greedily for more.
When she finally sagged against him, panting, he pulled his fingers out and brought them to her lips.
She sucked them clean without hesitation, eyes locked on his, tongue swirling like the perfect little slut he had turned her into, tasting herself on his skin.
"Good girl" he said, voice rough.
She smiled, dazed and happy. "Thank you..."
He adjusted her skirt, wiped his hand on her cheek, and took her hand.
"Come on. Let's walk to campus."
She nodded, still flushed, legs a little unsteady, but beaming like he had just given her the world.
They walked slowly, her clinging to his arm, head on his shoulder, occasionally pressing her thick thigh against his like she couldn't get close enough.
Every few steps she would whisper something filthy in his ear—how wet she still was, how she wanted him to bend her over in an empty classroom, how she would suck him under the desk during lecture if he wanted, her voice breathy and desperate, the pink hearts flickering in her eyes every time he squeezed her hand.
He let her talk.
Let her burn.
Because he was still testing her limits.
And by then, she would be begging.
But the walk was long, and Alice's desperation only grew with every block.
Halfway to campus, they passed a vending machine—empty bench, under a tree. The usual spot for their morning coffee.
Alice tugged his arm, eyes pleading. "Alex... can we stop for a coffee?"
They usually drink the coffee while walking together, but Alice wanted to sit down.
He raised an eyebrow, but let her lead him to the bench in the empty street.
She sat, pulling him down beside her, then immediately straddled his lap, skirt riding up to expose those thick thighs and the red string disappearing between her large ass cheeks.
"I can't wait anymore" she whispered, grinding against his bulge. Sitting down on his lap and wrapping her arms around his neck. "Just a little more... please..."
He gripped her hips, fingers grabbing into the slender small waist. "Here? Someone could see."
"No one will" she begged, rocking faster. "Please... I need it..."
He flipped her skirt up, exposing her ass completely, the red string pulled tight between those plush soft buttocks.
He spanked her once—hard.
She yelped, then moaned, pushing back for more.
Again.
And again.
Her ass jiggled, turning pink under his palm. She showered his lips, cheek, nose, forehead, his whole face with kisses.
"I love you ♡ I love you ♡ I love you ♡ I love you ♡ I love you ♡". She kept moaning how much she loved and adored him. Mind clouded with lust, desire and need, leaving her heart open up.
Alex just smiled and kissed back, showering her with more and more love and care, watching his crush melt on him. She was no longer just his crush, but his own obedient girl.
By the time they left the bench, she was shaking, eyes full of hearts, pussy dripping down her thighs.
The walk continued—her whispering filthier promises, him teasing her with touches, keeping her on the edge.
"Not yet" he said. "Later."
She whimpered, but obeyed.
They reached campus gates just as students started arriving.
Alice's face was flushed, skirt wrinkled, thighs glistening.
She looked thoroughly wrecked—and utterly his. Just like a couple who came out of a love motel. She hurriedly fixed herself as her senses were coming back as they entered the crowds.
Face reddened like tomatoes, remembering how many times she repeated "I love you". She hid her face with a hand and looked down shyly.
"S-See you soon... P–Please don't forget me" she muttered, voice small and hopeful.
He kissed her forehead. "I won't. Be good until then."
She nodded, eyes shining.
As she walked away, hips swaying, ass jiggling. She joined her friend group, yet her gaze was focused on him.
"By lunch, she would be ready to break, right?"