The Sleepover Pt 01 3

"Tamikaaaa BITCHHH! Look at dat ass you got on you, gurl!"

Tamika turned around and saw her friend Keisha, and before she could respond, she felt the familiar sting of her greeting, a powerful but playful smack to her ass.

"Keisha, just why do you always try to touch my butt?"

"It's because she likes juicy booty."

Tamika smiled and greeted her other friends, Mia and Kiki. 'Typical Kiki to jump in and have a quick response,' Tamika thought. She was glad that all her friends had arrived at their destination safely: a tropical island getaway between Saint Kitts and Saint Martin. Coconuts and mangoes decorate the sandy shores, and the ocean is as close as a friendly neighbor can be seen in all directions. The scenery was drastically different from the women's everyday lives. Paradise comes to mind, but when seeing the island in person, another word is more fitting: sanctuary.

"HA! Awww, come here y'all."

All the women huddled together and gave the biggest hug they could muster. It's been a while since they have been under the same roof, but every time they saw one another, they cherished it and wasted no moments moping over would-haves, could-haves, and should-haves.

"I'm so glad we chose to have our trip now. I was so close to smacking a bitch at the job."

Mia patted her head while she explained her latest frustrations with the new management at her job. Mia served as a senior account manager at one of the top banks in the City of Langdon. Despite her being the youngest and darkest representative in management at her job, she often navigated the art of acting her way through positivity.

"Damn ver 1)Mia, so why did HR have to loop you in again?" asked Kiki.

Mia huffed and gave her friend that side-eye look that most black women know too well.

"Honey, it's cuz those damn white people up top wanted the only black person in management to fire a person of color."

Mia shook her head and went to the kitchen to grab glasses and a wine bottle.

"Anyway, let's start this vacation with a pregame."

"Mmmh. Agreed!"

The women approached the kitchen and started their adventures with Yellowtail and orange juice.

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Hours later, the four friends found themselves in a relaxed position. Every year, the women would go on their annual girls' trip, which consisted of a week-long adventure of four strong, melanated bachelorettes raising havoc in the streets. The first day was always considered a travel and pregame day that would set the mood for the days to follow. This time, however, things would be different.

After the drinking session, the women felt comfortable in the rented two-story house, which had five guest rooms and 3 1/2 bathrooms. After many glasses of wine and a few shots of Hennessy, they settled in their rooms and heard on their weather apps that a tropical storm would hit after nightfall, so they prepared accordingly. It was approximately 9:01 p.m. when the first thunder roared and the first lightning struck, signaling everyone of its arrival. Twenty minutes later, the lights of the house went out. Tamika was folding her clothes and placing her black bonnet on her head when the power shut off. A few minutes later, she heard a knock at her bedroom door.

"Come in."

"Well, I'm glad we had a chance to chill earlier because the storm would have had me fucked up."

Tamika and Mia laughed at Kiki's comment.

"So Tamika, like old times?!"

Tamika noticed that Keisha had a pillow in her hand, which made her smile. Growing up, the four friends used to have the best sleepovers at her house. Tamika's mom would always make everyone feel right at home with the chill atmosphere of ocean-scented candles around the house, access to their favorite snacks, homemade soul food made from scratch, and the best jungle punch Kool-Aid on the block mixed with a grape, red, and tropical punch packets with some lemon juice and 3.5 cups of sugar.

"Yeah, gurl. Just let me clean up. One sec."

Tamika moved her stuff out of the way and made room for her friends. Her three friends left to change and get supplies while she worked magic. About 5 minutes later, Mia and Kiki were the first to arrive. It looked like they had brought two duffel bags worth of things, which was not an issue for Tamika. A minute later, Keisha came in, but Tamika didn't immediately notice. She was too busy putting her stuff away in the closet when she finally looked up at her friend.

Keisha Sanders was a thick big, booty ghetto bitch with a tattoo hobby. She had dark skin, almost completely covered from her neck to her toes, with symbolic tattoos that held meaning. She had a nice slim thick waist with a bubble butt that would shake even when the wind blew. Tamika knew her friend was a beautiful woman and did not need any convincing.

"What the hell, Keisha?!"

"What?" Keisha looked at Tamika.

"Gurl, you don't have any clothes on."

Tamika stood in shock at her friend's sheer clothing choice and audacity to wear a light blue see-through dress and a black two-piece bra and panty set to bed. While Tamika was still in thought, Keisha pulled up her dress and pulled down her black slit thong, and started twerking on Tamika. The initial booty clap snapped Tamkia out of her haze, and she backed away.

"KEISHA WHAT DA FUCK?!"

Tamika heard her friends laugh at her being tormented by Keisha's ass. Keisha got closer, making it increasingly difficult for Tamika not to look at it. Tamika was eventually pinned in the corner of the bed itself and had nowhere to run.

"Keisha move yo big ass on"

"Nah, Mika, I think you like it on you."

Tamika braced for impact as she looked up and saw her friends' large globes smack together over her face. The force of her cheeks applauding made her anxious. Tamika occasionally enjoyed watching the twerk-offs or dances on Instagram, but this was different. She felt stuck but was also unsure how to feel about it. 'Was this funny?' she thought to herself. She heard her friends laughing, but she couldn't deny she mostly felt the shock of it all. Tamika also couldn't deny that she may have seen a few glimpses of Keisha's dark chocolate pussy lips glistening as her natural seat warmers made a thunderous ovation. The thought that her friend's coochie was nearly a few centimeters away and juices could drop on her at any moment was more than enough for her to use all her strength and push Keisha away.

"Oh my god, Keisha, don't put too much on her."

Kiki held her stomach from how much she laughed at her two friends' friendly activity with one another. Keisha got up to pull her panties and moved off Tamika. Tamika slowly got up and wiped her face.

"Are you good?"

Mia asked and looked at Tamika. Tamika gave her a look.

"Well, at least it was clean, right, Keisha?"

Keisha replied, "Mmmm," but she couldn't help herself and smirked. Tamika moved away from the bed and went to the dresser. Her brain needed her to think of something else and try to forget what had just occurred.

"Anywayssssssss, do y'all want me to light some candles? I did bring some."

Before anyone thought to respond, Keisha said they would be fine without it. Tamika thought it would be a good idea to at least light two since the power was out, and they needed to save as much battery on their phones as possible. She was still on guard from what Keisha did, but went along with her friend's decision anyway.

"I think there is room for all of us to sleep in the bed."

Tamika untucked the comforter and fluffed up the pillows so the group could get comfortable.

"Hey, Mika, it's ok. Kiki and I will sleep on the floor. Don't worry about us." Mia replied while unpacking what looked to be two sleeping bags.

"Are you sure? There is enough space for all of us to sleep."

"Yeah, we sure. You and Keisha get comfortable."

Kiki reassured Tamika as she brought in more pillows and blankets. Tamika shook her head and got into bed. As she moved pillows around, she felt her hand slightly touch Keisha's and heard her say, "Don't worry, Mika, I don't bite," then, through alcoholically impaired vision, winked at her. Tamika chuckled but was also unsure about the look Keisha had just given her. Blaming it on the glasses of wine, Tamika shrugged it off and did not dwell on it. Everyone got comfortable in their spots and decided to rest while listening to the sounds of the storm.

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Keisha pretended to be asleep while she waited out the time, hearing her friends count sheep individually. '10 years,' she thought. For 10 years, she has been plotting, and for 10 years, she has been waiting. She smiled, knowing that a decade's desire would soon pay off. As midnight approached, Keisha quietly got up and fully undressed herself. She removed the light blue dress, black bra, and finally, the thongs and quickly slipped back under the covers to get closer to Tamika.

Keisha got so excited that she felt butterflies in her stomach. It made her pussy damp, but she was careful not to make a mess on the bed sheets. Tamika was lying on her side, facing away from Keisha, but that was not an issue for her. She preferred it this way because of the better access. Keisha got even closer to Tamika and spooned her. She breathed in her friend's scent and used her nose to trace the noticeable vein on her neck.

'Yes. This is what lovers do.' Keisha wrapped her arms around the sleeping beauty of Tamika Smith and was already hooked. Over the years, she made advances, but this was undoubtedly the most she had ever done in one sitting. Every touch was carefully planned as she thought about this woman's perfection. Tamika gave off an innocent girl in the streets, and devoted wife-in-the-sheets type energy, and Keisha was here for it. The taboo emotion of being with her friend came from a dark place, but Keisha was beyond the point of letting societal morals dictate what makes her punani wet.

Keisha inched her hand lower into her friend's pajama pants using the timing of Tamika's breathing. Inhale, move, and exhale, stay. She went inside and was careful not to slip into them without Tamika knowing. Keisha's hand now hovered over her cotton boxer shorts. She used her pointer and middle finger to gently stroke her friend's covered clit. Keisha also took the opportunity to rub her soaking wet pussy on Tamika's ass, leaving wet stains behind.

For a split second, it felt like time had stopped. 'This can't be real.' Keisha thought about all the moments and dreams her mind and body craved. Lust was a potent stimulant that motivated me so much at this point. Lusting after Tamika's body became child's play, but right before her mind played devil's advocate, visions of Tamika's gorgeous smile flashed in her head like a slideshow. Her pearly whites and cute chin exuded confidence itself. Her smile could stop anyone, whether in the moonlight or standing next to the sunrise. Clearly, only one objective remained in Keisha's mind: domination.

"Fuck this. I've waited long enough".

Keisha spoke above a whisper and thought, 'Tonight was the night. No more waiting.' It was time to experience the next level of their relationship, and she was ready for it; nothing else mattered. Keisha slipped her hand into the boxer shorts and used her fingers to slide past Tamika's folds into her canal with her thumb on her clit and began to flick Tamika's g spot. Keisha lifted Tamika's shirt with her other hand and exposed the fully rounded, honey-milk-skinned C-cups and hazelnut areolas. Keisha put her mouth on and started sucking the perfect nipple and didn't care about the consequences.

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Tamika slept through the storm easily, and as the rain fell, she dreamt of a time that brought her peace. She remembered her ex's father teaching her something as simple as homemade ice cream a few years back. Louis Alexander was a tall, white man with salt-and-pepper streaks throughout his hair. On the surface, he seemed like any other typical American white father, but he indeed had layers to him. He was a family man and worked hard, but one of his passions that he rarely got the chance to do was dessert making. As Tamika became more familiar with him, she saw this side, which comforted her. For many years, she missed having a father figure and being able to do anything with someone as sweet and kind as Louis was a treat.

One night, after Tamika and her boyfriend Kyle came back from the movies, she saw Louis in the kitchen making strawberry Oreo ice cream. She went in and said hello, and Louis gave his signature smile, welcoming her in while Kyle made his way up the stairs.

'Do you know how to make it?' she remembered Louis asking her, and she shook her head no.

'Come here. I'll show you how.' Louis got all the ingredients on the table and made space for Tamika to stand next to him while he showed her how to make ice cream in under 20 minutes.

'And now the final step is to enjoy.' Louis grabbed the two spoons, and they dug in. She felt the closeness of their bodies as they enjoyed their well-deserved dessert. Tamika looked up and saw Louis's deep, smoky grey eyes. He looked at her as he licked the strawberry Oreo ice cream. He didn't break eye contact as he ate the cream from his spoon, and Tamika felt the tingling of what was later known as her first orgasm. She stood still and didn't blink, allowing him to stare into her.

That night ended with a small acknowledgment exchange, but her dream continued with pure, uninterrupted desire. Instead of going up the stairs, Louis got closer and towered over her with a look that made her feel like prey. A brown skin bunny, to be exact, while Louis became a wolf in heat. Goosebumps danced across her skin, and her knees got weak, but right as Louis reached out to touch her, a sensation in her stomach caused her to hold her abdomen. Tamika hunched over, and her body spasmed.

'UGHGGA' she screamed and felt a gush of liquid escaping her pussy. The power of the involuntary orgasm rocked her body and made her stand straight up.

'What is happening to me,' she thought as her clit did flips, and she felt embarrassed that she was squirting in front of Louis without him touching her.

'Was it his eyes?' she asked, and finally, her knees gave in, and she dropped to the floor. She had the urge to rub her pussy as Louis watched intensely, inching closer to her. But before his hands made it to graze her skin, she came to consciousness in her bed, hearing the sounds of a thunderstorm and feeling used.

Keisha saw in the moonlit room when Tamika started to wake up, but that didn't stop her from sucking her nipples or playing with her. Nor did she stop when Tamika squirted in her slumber. Keisha started to sit up, and as she looked into Tamika's eyes, she saw that she was about to cuss her out. She then made a move to silence her. Keisha got up and sat her wet pussy on Tamika's open mouth in a reverse cowgirl position and proceeded as planned.

"Shut the fuck up!"

Keisha's hand remained between Tamika's legs. She heard Tamika's muffled speech while her hands tried to push her ass off of her.

"Bitch I said hush. You don't want them to see how much of a slut you are squirting in front of us, do you?"

Keisha immediately felt less resistance from Tamika. Keisha grinned and knew that she had her cornered.

"Now, this is what we're gonna do. You will put your hands down and do as I say. You got that?"

Tamika hesitantly rested her arms on top of her head on the bed. Keisha then ground her pussy on Tamika's face making sure her tongue tasted her wetness and clit.

"Good gurl. I don't know why you act like you don't want this attention, pretty girl."

Keisha bent down and used her tongue to lick Tamika's puffy clit. Tamika groaned as she felt Keisha's thumb replace her tongue. Tamika didn't notice this before, but as her friend ate her pussy she felt the sensation of a metal rod on her as well. Keisha had her tongue pierced and used the jewelry to her advantage. After one orgasm, Tamika was still needy, but this made it worse. Tamika moved her hips to feel more stimulation against Keisha's tongue until she moved away.

"That's right, Mika. You act all innocent, but all you are is a horny slut for me to use."

Keisha got off, and Tamika moved her body toward the center of the bed, positioning herself between her legs. Keisha leaned over and pulled handcuffs from the pillows she rested on and cuffed Tamika to the bed.

"Keisha, please stop." Tamika was scared of her friend but still tried to reason with her.

However, there is no reasoning with a woman such as Keisha, for her mind was made up long ago to break and mend anything to her will, including people, especially Tamika. Keisha rubbed Tamika's pussy and massaged her wetness all over as she grabbed something else from under the pillows.

Before the friendcation, Tamika was in a sexual transition phase. She was used to dating and occasionally sleeping with men who sought out the damsel archetype. It became very boring having men talk as though they were god's gift to humanity, while she always had to play the role of a side character meant to serve as a person who aids men on their quest to greatness. Usually, it wouldn't be a problem, but lately, the men she would often attract were too full of themselves to know how to pleasure a woman. This left a void in her sex life, and she had to be the one to fill it.

One kink she knew she wanted to try was essentially being a size queen. The biggest she ever had was 7 inches slim thick which made her cum the hardest. In the near future, she hoped to graduate with at least 9 inches thick. Her wants would soon be fulfilled when Keisha reached behind the pillow and grabbed a 2-inch thick black veiny strapon that was 9.5 inches in length. Keisha saw Tamika's eyes as she watched the strapon fit securely around her waist.

'Time to make you mine,' Keisha leaned over Tamika and kissed her lips. Her tongue slipped in her mouth, and Keisha tasted herself on Tamika's tongue. Both women moaned and continued to make out as Keisha wrapped her hand around Tamika's throat. Keisha pulled back and saw her best friend's current vulnerability to be deliciously rewarding. Tamika's legs were in the air, knees by the side of her head with a sloppy wet coochie exposed. Keisha's hand grips tighter around Tamika's neck, and she gasps for air. Her face and desire to breathe in oxygen were priceless. It made Keisha feel powerful to see her this way. Power is demanded and enforced. Keisha showed Tamika who she would be submitting to from now on. Continuing to gasp for oxygen, Tamika tried to open her mouth, allowing Keisha to lean back over and spit in it. In the same movement, Keisha pushed the thick head of the strapon into Tamika and began her indoctrination.

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Yellow rays seeped through Tamika's room as the sun rose on another day.

'Yeah, Mika. Give me that pussy.'

*SMACK 'You love this big dick, don't you hoe?!'

*CLAP *CLAP *CLAP 'Don't try to run from me. Be a good fuck toy.'

Memories from just a few hours prior rushed in as Tamika opened her eyes. She slowly turned her head and felt she was the only one in the bed.

*GLUP *GLUP *GLUP *GLUP *GLUP 'Suck my dick Mika.'

It felt like a movie, but she knew what happened was real. She remembers everything and feels the evidence of it all. Last night, Keisha came onto her and made her submit to sexual desires that made her change the way she saw their friendship. Tamika felt her throat and reminisced.

'OHHH, MY GOD. I NEED TO CUM' Tamika yelled, not caring if the others heard. Keisha's hand was still around her throat as her hips thrust into her. Keisha sat both of them up at an angle that made it impossible to miss her G-spot. Tamika was done after the handcuffs came off. She was at the point of cumming just from seeing Keisha's sexy nipples rub against her as she continued to restrict airflow from her.