It was a scorching day, and my best friend, Krystal, and I had decided to catch up on our lives through a video call. We had been talking for hours, updating each other on our jobs, parties, and recent romances when suddenly, she let out a loud belch followed by an apologetic laugh. "Sorry about that," she said, rubbing her full stomach, "I think I ate too much for lunch."
As we continued chatting, she started squirming in her seat, clearly uncomfortable. "Uh, I think I need to use the bathroom," she informed me. I couldn't help but feel a twinge of excitement at the thought of seeing my beautiful friend on the other side of the screen taking a dump.
"Do you mind if I join you?" I asked cheekily, knowing she wouldn't mind since we had shared many intimate moments in the past. She laughed and nodded, and within seconds, she was moving her laptop to the bathroom.
I watched as she lowered herself onto the toilet seat and placed her phone next to her for me to see. I could see her naked body from the waist down, and my cock hardened instantly at the sight of her round ass wrapped snugly around her laptop's webcam. She giggled, clearly aware of my arousal. "What are you thinking about, you perv?" she teased.
"Nothing," I lied, trying to contain my excitement. "Just enjoy your privacy."
But then, something unexpected happened. She reached back, grabbed her cheeks, and spread them apart, revealing her asshole to the camera. I gasped in shock and pleasure; I didn't know she was planning on featuring her asshole during our chat. "Krystal!" I exclaimed.
"Sorry," she said, chuckling, "I forgot I promised you I'd show you my asshole before I wiped." She winked at the camera before reaching for some toilet paper and cleaning up her butt crack. I watched, my breath hitching in my throat, as she slowly rubbed the toilet paper against her ass cheeks, spreading the evidence of her recent bowel movement.
I couldn't help but imagine what it would feel like to be there with her, to smell that wonderful scent of fresh shit wafting through the air as she pulled my cock deep inside her tight asshole. The thought of being that close to her forbidden hole made my heart race. "Krystal..." I murmured, my voice thick with desire.
She paused for a moment, looking into the camera with a mischievous glint in her eye. "What is it, lover?" she purred, clearly enjoying the power she held over me.
"I've always wanted to taste your asshole," I confessed, surprising even myself with my honesty. "Will you let me?"
For a moment, silence filled the screen as I felt her considering my request. Then, she licked her lips and nodded slowly. "Alright," she whispered, "but you have to promise to be gentle."
My heart was pounding as I heard those words, and I immediately nodded, unable to form any coherent response. "I promise," I managed to whisper, already reaching for my wallet to grab a couple of towels for the inevitable mess.
As I waited for her signal, she teased me further by taking small bites of the toilet paper and then sucking on her index finger. My dick twitched in my pants, begging for release, and I had to bite my lip to keep from moaning. Finally, she took a deep breath and said, "Now."
I lunged forward, pulling the towels over my lap and moving her phone close enough to kiss her asshole. The taste of her ass was intoxicating, sweet and musky with a hint of perfume. I lapped at her tender hole, lips eagerly kissing every inch of her crack, as she moaned and writhed in pleasure.
"Harder," she gasped, and I obliged, sucking on her asshole like a giant lollipop. She threw her head back in ecstasy, arching her back as her juices started to drench the towel beneath her. I could feel her muscles tightening around my tongue, and it only made me want her more.
Time seemed to stand still as I pleasured her, my mind filled with thoughts of how badly I wanted to be inside her. But then, her phone clicked, signaling that the battery had died. "No!" I cried out in disappointment, barely thinking about the mess I was making.
As she pushed the phone away and stood up, her perfect ass swaying seductively, I couldn't help but feel both satisfied and broken. We went back to chatting like nothing had happened, but I knew something had changed between us. A new level of intimacy had been reached, one that would be impossible to ignore.
As we said our goodbyes and ended the call, I couldn't help but wonder: what would happen if I asked her for more? Would she let me explore that forbidden hole further? The thought both excited and terrified me, but one thing was certain - I couldn't stop thinking about it.
