When the door opened, Larry was taken aback by the sheer beauty of the woman on his doorstep, like he always was when he looked her way.
Fuck, Alexis looked fine!
The head cheerleader stood before him, two duffel bags around her torso, and she was showing a lot of skin.
Damn, he loved her cheerleading outfit. Those damn black and gold hot pants and the matching sports bra...they were showing off her luscious body to the extreme. And her sexy black g-string, pulled so high the black string showed above her hot pants.
Damn, she looked filthy!
Larry looked at her from the ground and upwards. Her golden sneakers looking clean and her shoe-game was always on point. His eyes kept rising up her well-formed legs. They were bare, exposing her toned calves and firm, fit and shapely thighs. Her deeply tanned skin looked smooth and glistening.
His eyes kept looking up her hot eighteen-year-old body. Her flat, fit belly showed off her commitment to fitness, as he laid eyes upon her well-earned muscles. The only interruption was her sexy navel, and for a moment, his vision was consumed by it. Her stomach, like the rest of her, had the same bronze complexion. Her gorgeous skin looked so smooth and firm that he couldn't wait to run his experienced fingers all over them.
And speaking of things he wanted to get his hands on...
God damn her tits... he knew they were big, but damn...they looked so fucking good.
Stuffed into that tight sports bra, the black and gold fabric struggled to contain her gorgeous tits. Full and round and truly immense, her perfect tits were bursting to escape. And her pretty golden necklace lay between her canyon of smooth, mouth-watering cleavage. Damn... how he wanted to slide his cock between those suckers. That fucking cleavage was so deep even his huge cock might disappear between them.
Larry's eyes rose upwards, past the vaulting balloons on her chest, up to her gorgeous face, where her equally gorgeous smile melted him.
And if her million-dollar smile wasn't enough to charm him, she beamed as she threw her herself into him and hugged him so lovingly he simply hugged her back without even trying to make it sexual.
But with Alexis' tits pressed into his chest, that was impossible.
He tried to stay in control of himself, but that came with a bit of a struggle. Alexis had, without a doubt, the largest, perkiest, most perfect pair of tits he'd ever seen. And the shape... holy fuck. They were circular and smooth, as if they were sculpted by an artist. And to make the experience better, her hard nipples, surrounded by what he imagined were perfectly round pink areolas, pressed into him.
God damn, he wanted to defile her perfect tits.
Holding his dream-girl like this and having her hot body press into him on a daily-basis, it was one of the best turns in his life, and for once, he was happy to be friend-zoned.
Letting go of him, she stood there, smiling and laughing as if just his presence made her feel happy and comfortable.
"So, why are you here bestie?" Larry asked the head cheerleader who carried the two duffle bags around her shoulder as if it was nothing.
She was in incredible shape.
"It's prom tonight, stupid!" she beamed, hitting his bony arm, making him laugh. "And I need help picking out my dress"
"And that's where I come in?" Larry asked, admiring her cute little button nose and her plump pink lips.
"Of course! You're my best friend and I thought, since you're not going to prom, that I'd celebrate you...my way...tonight, before I go!" Alexis beamed before she stood on her tip toes and pecked his cheek, stroking her little fingers over his acne-covered cheekbones so tenderly and lovingly he was reminded of why their relationship had taken this turn.
Larry remembered the talk that had changed everything.
After they had been paired together by the teacher for a project, in a desperate attempt at making Alexis understand chemistry, he'd found himself living in a dream. The head cheerleader, the girl he'd been crushing on ever since they were fourteen, had sat in his bed, book and notebooks spread out over the sheets. But somehow, when he had found the courage to just kiss his dream girl, she had melted entirely in his arms as if he'd discovered her weakness or something, and it was only when he was on top of her, pressing their bodies together as their tongues danced, that she'd come to her senses and pushed him off. So often had he tried to repeat it by cornering her at school and forcing his tongue into her mouth in pure desperation for her beauty, but she always pushed him off.
Larry could see how his behaviour bothered her as she seemed incapable of stopping him, and in fear of losing the interaction with her once the chemistry project was over, he decided to win her friendship instead.
In his own bedroom, where her magazine covers adorned every wall, which luckily just flattered her, he'd begged forgiveness and given her a late eighteen birthday gift that blew her out of the water. Larry had given her twelve golden rings that now adorned her pretty little hands, four golden bracelets and a golden watch.
It had cost him years of savings, but it was all worth it when she hugged him and took the lonesome nerd that he was as her friend.
Now they were inseparable, and she always wore the gifts he'd given her, even now as she visited him for the fifth time this week, but today his parents weren't around. They were gone for the weekend on a business trip, and although they felt awful for not being there on his eighteenth birthday, Larry was glad.
Because Alexis was here and there were no parents to tell how cute they looked together, especially his mother. God his mother loved Alexis and she constantly tried to push her onto him as if he had a chance at the hottest chick he'd ever seen.
But now he had her all alone...for himself.
"Well then, after you" he said, stepping aside as she brushed past him, walking up the stairs with her large duffle bags. And as he followed her five-foot body of dreams, his eyes found her best feature.
Larry's eyes were locked on the supermodel's round ass, which was highlighted to perfection in her skin-tight hot pants, begging to be admired. The platinum blonde's heart-shaped booty was just perfectly formed, firm and juicy and perfect. Each ripe cheek was perky and full, standing out proudly from her slim body.
Damn...her ass was amazing.
Watching those hot pants define and outline every inch of her fantastically round and toned ass cheeks, whilst she skipped into his bedroom, made his mouth water. He could literally see everything, nothing was left to the imagination the way the two cheeks outlined how her g-string wedged them and he believed he would have a heart-attack one day if she kept flaunting her curvaceous beauty like this.
And his torment didn't end when she slung the two duffle bags down on the floor and bent at the waist before him.
God damn...what a fucking ass!
Larry stood still, frozen in time and arrested by the sheer sexiness of her muscularly perfect ass. He yearned to spank it, to kneed it and squeeze it...even rim it.
But instead of succumbing to his desires, he sat down on the bed.
"What's in the bag?" Larry asked, trying to make his bony arms seem bigger to impress her, but seeing how she was in an off and on relationship with the star quarterback, she probably didn't notice.
"Seventeen presents" she beamed as she opened it and stepped away, revealing seventeen carefully wrapped presents.
"For me?!?" Larry couldn't believe it...and when he looked away from the presents in the duffle bag, he saw her swing the other duffle bag around her torso.
"Yeah...and there's one more present...but before I reveal what it is...I'm gonna model my prom outfits for you!" she beamed as she sauntered over to the adjoining bathroom, his eyes on her shaking ass the entire way until the door closed.
Larry sat there, pinching himself that this was happening. The supermodel priding the swimsuit magazines, the men's magazines and the lingerie magazines, was inside his bathroom, changing and ready to give him a free model show.
Larry wanted to open the other presents and he could tell by wrapping that she'd spent a lot of time on them. There was no doubt a lot of carefully selected presents, but when the bathroom door opened and revealed his crush's immense beauty, he forgot about them.
"What do you think of this?" It was such an easy question, but as he looked her over from top to bottom, it took him forever to answer as he appraised her.
Alexis had replaced her cheerleader outfit with a skimpy and tight white mini-skirt and a matching tank top. And in those white 'come fuck me' pumps that flexed those dynamite legs of hers, she looked very good.
Too good...
"Eh..." Larry said, shrugging, acting like he wasn't impressed. "It's not hot enough..." he said and she rolled her eyes, and sauntered away.
