evilalphaalways

[evilalphaalways]

“God, you’re so greedy for me, aren’t you? Can’t get enough of my huge cock, even with that little loser of a boyfriend waiting outside.”

“Choke on it… that’s right… take all of me, you filthy little side chick.”

“Mm, yeah… that’s it… I’m gonna make you swallow every drop, and then you’re gonna go run and kiss him like nothing happened. Poor clueless bastard… he doesn’t even know how lucky he thinks he is.”

“Keep going… yeah, gag a little… you love this, don’t you? You love being taken while he waits out there, completely clueless. Filthy little slut…”

[evilalphaalways]

“Babe… I’m so sorry I’m late, the traffic was insane, I swear… no, I’m not meeting Marcus, I promise… okay maybe he came over but it's nothing... Mmmm... Baby..."

“Mm… baby boy… just… ah… hold still, I need you… mmph… I mean, I’m… not… seeing him, I swear…”

“Yeah… I’m just… stretching a little… oh god… it’s tight, mm… but I’ll be there soon… just… ah… a few more minutes, baby…”

“No, really, I’m not doing anything… just… yeah… he’s helping me… helping me… loosen up… mmph… so I can… breathe… okay?”

“Babe… I love you… I’m almost… done… ah… just… ah… a little longer…”

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[evilalphaalways]

He leans closer, eyes dark, voice low and dangerous.

“Tell me… if I don’t stop beating your boyfriend’s ass, you still gonna let me fuck you?”

She smirks, biting her lip, voice dripping with wickedness.

“Oh, baby… don’t stop, please. Beat him all you want. I love watching him squirm. Makes me want you even more… and yeah, I’ll let you fuck me while he’s down there, crying like the little loser he is. Hurry, I’ve been waiting for this all week.”

He chuckles, running a hand up her thigh, while her phone keeps buzzing ignored on the counter.

“You’re insane.”

“Good,” she whispers, arching into him. “I love it.”

[evilalphaalways]

“Oh my god, you’re freaking out over that? It’s literally just a close-up of lips — you can’t even tell it’s me. And even if it was, so what? It’s just a kiss, not like we were doing anything serious. You’re acting like I slept with him or something. We were just joking around, talking trash… you know how I get when I’ve had a couple drinks. I don’t even remember half of what was said, and if I did say something about having a tighter pussy, it was just me being stupid and competitive — not like I meant it. You’re seriously turning nothing into a big deal.”

[evilalphaalways]

“Oh my god, are you seriously saying that’s me? Babe, that video is garbage — you can barely see anything. And just because you think you hear my name doesn’t mean it’s me. People moan all sorts of things during sex, you know. And him showing his face? Please, he wishes he could get with me. You really think I’d let him choke me from behind like that, fuck me into the mattress, screaming my lungs out? Wow. You’re just looking for something to be upset about. That girl’s probably some random who just happens to sound and look a little like me. You need to stop obsessing over this crap before you ruin what we have... I would never cheat on you... Especially not with your bully."

[evilalphaalways]

“Oh my god, babe… seriously? You think I was making out with your dad in the kitchen? We were just talking, maybe I leaned in a little because it was loud, but sloppy kissing? Please. And pinching my nipples? Wow… you really have the wildest imagination. He definitely didn’t take me into the bedroom while everyone was cutting the cake, and I definitely didn’t… ride him. And I sure as hell didn’t beg him to cum inside me. You sound insane right now. It was your birthday — why would I do something like that? You really need to get a grip.”

[evilalphaalways]

“Oh my god, you’re acting like I did something wrong just because I hung out with him after you two fought. He was pissed, okay? You should’ve heard the way he was talking… said he was so angry he might just do something stupid. I figured the least I could do as your best friend was help him let off some steam. Sorry if I didn’t pick up for a couple hours — we were… talking. Deep talking. Really working things out. Honestly, you should be thanking me, because by the end of it, he was totally relaxed and telling me he felt so much better. I mean, isn’t that what friends are for? Helping keep your boyfriend from… cheating?”

[evilalphaalways]

“Babe, you’re seriously overthinking this. When you walked in, I was just standing there—nothing happened. That guy? He wasn’t even near me. You’re imagining things again, like always. If he touched me, it was way after you left the room, probably just a stupid joke. I would never let him disrespect me like that, especially not with you around. You’re just being paranoid and weak. Trust me, nothing went down while you were there—stop making a scene over nothing.”

[evilalphaalways]

“Look at you, little slut, drowning on my cock while you sneak behind your boyfriend’s back every damn day. You think he’d survive if he knew what I’m doing to you? He’s nothing but a broken joke compared to me—soft, weak, and clueless. I’m the only one who knows how to fuck you right, how to make you scream and beg for more while he waits clueless at home. Every filthy inch of you belongs to me now, and there’s no saving that pathetic loser. You’re mine, and he’s just a cuck waiting to be humiliated.”

[evilalphaalways]

"Oh my god, you’re seriously freaking out over that? It was just a stupid story — we were drunk, it was your birthday, everyone was being silly. Yeah, maybe we kissed for a second, but it didn’t mean anything. I was just feeling… I don’t know… left out, jealous maybe, and I wanted to feel good for a minute. You were busy with everyone else, and I just needed some attention. And as for going into the bedroom with him — we were just talking. That’s literally it. Maybe it took an hour, but we were catching up, laughing, nothing more. You’re blowing this way out of proportion, and honestly… you’re making me feel like the bad guy for no reason. I know I once got drunk and told you I wanna slobber all over your boyfriend's fat cock but would I really do that on your birthday?"

[evilalphaalways]

"Girl… I’m just saying, maybe you should pay a little more attention to him. Guys have needs, you know? And I’m not trying to be mean, but you know I’ve always been a little… fuller up top than you. He’s a guy — of course he notices. Honestly, he flirts with me sometimes, and I think you just ignore it. I’m not saying he’d actually do anything, but… if you don’t keep him happy, someone else might. I’m your friend, I’m telling you this for your own good."

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[evilalphaalways]

"Babe, oh my god, calm down — it’s not what it looked like. I was just sitting on his lap talking, that’s all. I didn’t even realize my shorts had ridden up like that, and then you suddenly came out of the shower and scared the hell out of me, so I jumped. Your dad was just telling me a funny story, nothing more. You seriously have the dirtiest mind… do you honestly think I’d be doing something like that with him? In your house? While you’re here? Wow… you really need to stop letting your imagination run wild."

[evilalphaalways]

"Wow… seriously? You’re actually asking me that? No, I did not make out with your boyfriend in his car. God, where is this even coming from? We were just talking, okay? He offered me a ride because it was raining, and we sat there for a bit so I could finish my coffee. That’s it. If you think leaning in to hear him over the rain and traffic is ‘making out,’ then you seriously need to chill. You’re my best friend — why would I ever do something like that to you? You’re letting your jealousy twist everything, and it’s honestly kinda insulting. You should be thanking me for even keeping him company instead of sitting here accusing me of disgusting stuff."

[evilalphaalways]

"Oh, that? Babe, I just moved the table because it looks better this way — you know I’ve been wanting to rearrange things for ages. Don’t be weird about it. It’s not like anything happened to your precious table. God, you’re acting like it’s some sacred family heirloom or something. Maybe it’s a little wobbly because the floor’s uneven, or because you never tighten the screws — ever think of that? Honestly, you’re imagining things… you always do. I was here all afternoon by myself, bored out of my mind while you were off in detention. The last thing I’d do is… what, invite your dad over and let him fuck me on it? Wow. You really think that low of me? That’s disgusting, babe. Seriously. You need help."

[evilalphaalways]

"Please… ah— just hurry, okay? He’s been waiting in the parking lot for like an hour… he keeps texting me asking where I am… I told him I was getting extra help with my paper, not… this. Mmm— god, you’re such a perv… You know he’s out there, and you still won’t stop. Just… fuck… please finish so I can at least pretend I wasn’t in here getting wrecked by my professor while my boyfriend’s sitting in his car like an idiot…"

[evilalphaalways]

"Mmm… you really can’t help yourself, can you? God, you’re pathetic… your girlfriend’s literally in the other room and you’re here pulling my panties down like some desperate little creep. What would she say if she saw you right now… squeezing my ass, breathing all heavy…? You’d ruin everything just to get a taste, wouldn’t you? Yeah… that’s what I thought. Go on then… but you better be quiet, or she’s gonna know exactly what kind of boyfriend she’s got…"

[evilalphaalways]

"Baby, I just got here early because I wanted to surprise you, that’s all. Your dad let me in, he was just being sweet. We were in the kitchen talking, nothing weird… you’re so paranoid sometimes. I swear, you always think there’s something going on when there’s not. He’s just… friendly, okay? Yeah, maybe he put his hand on my lower back when he showed me to the couch, but that’s just manners. God, you’re making this into such a thing for no reason… I was literally just waiting for you."