Another incredible night making love to my best friend [MF][Polyamorous]

It was a few weeks ago. It wasn’t a first. It wasn’t a last. It wasn’t even unique – but it felt like everything just the same and I wanted a space to share how it felt to me. I hope you don’t mind me sharing it with you.

She was stunning. She walked into my room wearing high heels and a gorgeous black babydoll where the sheer material teased the curves of her body and revealed her tempting nipples – firm and sumptuous under her lingerie. Oh how I loved that body! Her body was real, and curvy, and so, so beautiful. She was about 5’4″ with gorgeous short hair, incredible legs, and subtle hands that moved over her hips and waist as she moved closer. This was my best friend. She had been my best friend for many years – years that had so often filled with an achy chemistry between us — and for the last few years we had finally embraced it and become polyamorous lovers. This wasn’t our primary relationship, but the love we felt for each-other had grown until it made it almost impossible not to express it physically. Our world had grown increasingly complicated but I felt that ache of our bodies even then as she entered.

I looked up to see a mysterious smirk tease across her lips as she twisted to show her new outfit. Damn. This woman exudes power. She controls a room and it is clear she is a person who can get what she wants when she puts her mind to it. And incredibly, she wanted to be here. With me. My heart skipped at that thought and a new desire tingled across my body. She came into this room to be with ME. She wanted ME. It wasn’t just any physical desire that brought her to my room – it was the desire to be with ME – and that thought filled me with an overwhelming ache. We were going connect in ways that we just couldn’t anywhere else. We were there together in that moment to feel the true rush of oneness – to be one of mind and soul and flesh. We had left behind our other worlds and now she wanted to make love — to make it real and tangible and ours.

Seeing her eyes as she looked at me lit my body on fire. I ached to feel her and my fingers tingled to touch her. I stood up and met her half way. Moments before meeting I stopped. I stepped back a few inches to admire her stunning form and muttered under my breath. “Damn.” “Damn Damn Damn” I didn’t often swear but no other words fit the sight of her. I looked down into those eyes and at those lips and could resist this urge no longer… I pulled her roughly into my arms and my face hungrily descended to her parting lips. Our mouths met and I felt the world consumed away. Her kiss was always fire to me and I was immediately lost in her. My hands pulled hungrily over her shoulders and grasped onto the back of her head, my fingers twisted into her hair, and pulled her closer into me as I devoured her kiss. Our tongues danced together and I lost control of my breathing. My body had lost all sense of itself and wanted only to be pressed into hers. My breath was ragged and animalistic. I was finally forced to break my latch on her lips and I pulled so slightly away so I could breathlessly declarare the hunger I was feeling. “Mine!” “Tonight you are mine.” Her hushed response was a gift from the depth of her power as she breathed back a raspy “Yours.” “I am yours”.

I fell back into a rushed kiss but she gently pushed me back onto the bed. ” But… My turn first” she insisted. And with that teasing smile she reached over and pulled out some leather handcuffs from our toy bag, She stretched out for my hand as a demand for my submission. I let a smirk cross my own lips and muttered “Only if you let me taste you”. She cocked her head to one side in thought for a moment. ” OK. Deal.” and she wrapped the cuffs tightly around each of my wrists. The feeling of the cuffs gave me a thrill. I was giving this woman total control over me. I was trusting her completely – and my body thrilled that my pleasure was in her willing hands. She pushed me back prone onto the bed and roughly pulled my arms over my head, slipping a chain through the headboard. She pulled off my remaining clothes and left me restrained and exposed on the bed. Completely hers.

She began my torture by slowly stripping away the remainder of her clothes. She watched me closely to see the hunger in my eyes grow as she exposed more of her sumptuous skin. My arms pulled involuntarily down to reach out and touch her. They tugged helplessly at their restraints and my frustration pleased her. She sensed her power growing as she approached me, slowly straddled my body, and knelt over my stomach. The sensation of her skin finally touching mine was intoxicating. Her pussy glistened invitingly as her juices pressed down on the skin of my heaving stomach and she ran her hands over my tingling chest. “Please!’ I gasped as I strained again at my restraints in an effort to touch her.

Slowly she moved forward – watching my every reaction and devouring the hunger in my eyes and breathing. She moved closer and my body tensed and squirmed with anticipation and pleasure. She quietly hovered over my face and held herself there -inches away from me – grasping the headboard and waiting as my broken pleading continued. The sight of her cunt was overwhelming. The folds of her gorgeous skin were already wet and incredibly beautiful and intimate. She moved down, slowly extending my torture, but she was finally close enough and I pulled myself up against my restraints to meet her body with my mouth. My hungry lips began to devour her pussy and I moaned with the sensations and taste I had longed for. I felt her body tense – and then relax and flow down to my waiting mouth and tongue. I felt insatiable. My tongue ran along the glistening lips of her labia – parting them and flicking into her inner folds. I was engulfed with pleasure at the encompassing sensation of tasting her and smelling her and seeing her over me. It felt incredible that she was so intimately mine and I was her slave. Her breathing was quick and shallow and she moaned with pleasure as the sensations pummeled over her. She pressed her body down onto me and she ground her hips into my loving face. She knew that I was hers to control and my mouth was her instrument of pleasure. I lavished in her desire and my tongue was eager to extract every sensation I could find. Her breathing was heavy as she finally pulled away and back she looked deeply and powerfully into my eyes. She continued gazing at my waiting hunger as crawled backwards down my exposed body. “I want you inside me” she growled and I groaned out a quivering “Yes! Please!”.

My body was on fire from its restraints and my cock quivered hard beneath her as she pulled her body over my pulsing groin. She paused and looked up at me again with a powerful hunger in her eyes. And suddenly she moved further back, wrapped my aching cock with her hands, and plunged it into her mouth. I gasped. I was engulfed with incredible sensations of rapture as she absorbed me with her tongue and lips. “Fuck!” I lost all control of my thoughts. I could only moan a raspy “Yes” as she teased her tongue around my head and delved deeply into my body’s pleasure. She is an incredibly talented lover and the way she controlled my sensations was overwhelming. But we both needed to connect even deeper. My arms pulled helplessly and my legs wrapped tight around her body as I watched her gorgeous lips leave a final kiss on my quivering, wet cock and as she breakingly pulled herself up to kneel over my waist again. She quivered there for a moment and her fingers reached down to tease my member up and hold it just centimeters from the depths of her swollen lips. She looked into my eyes and I held my breath for a moment…

And then she quickly sank sank her wet body onto mine and we both gasped at the feeling of melting together. She let out a deep, breathless moan as her eyes flicked to the ceiling. ” Oh yes!”. I felt like bursting with an incredible sense of completeness and joy. One. We were one. My Body, my soul, her body, her soul. All one. All of it pulsed with warmth which was emanating from our connected flesh. My arms pulled helpless at my restraints as I strained to touch and hold her again. But all my lips could echo was a whispered prayer: “Oh my love! Fuck. My love!” I felt whole. Like I could never be whole again without this. I felt loved. I felt desired. I felt pleasure. True, true, deep pleasure.

She looked back into my eyes and rested her hand on my chest as she rose again and plunged down into my cock. Penetrating deep. Filling all of her. Every fold of skin inside her was pressing and moving and caressing my quivering cock. I was undone with pleasure rolling over me. The sensation of her body rising and falling and pressing into me washed higher and higher over me and my moans and gasps increased. My hips waved and lifted and pushed into her as she pressed her hips into me – and each depth brought a gasp of broken breath from her. She grabbed our flogger and whipped it quickly over my chest and stomach and I gasped horse at the sweet sting. The sensation of warm pleasure tied so tightly to the sting of the leather striking loudly on my skin. It was intoxicating and I arched deeper into her. I felt my pleasure growing and peaking in my body. She watched carefully as I neared dangerously close to climax and slowed until she could see the sanity return to my eyes. It wasn’t time yet.

I pulled again helpless at my restraints again and my raspy voice quietly begged, “Please let me touch you?” She looked drunk on our pleasure but silently leaned forward and removed the chain.

In an instant I sat up and wrapped my arms around her back and pressed the skin of our chests together. I hungrily sought out her mouth and devoured her kisses. “Oh I love you! Love you! Love you!” I breathed. “This is my heaven.” My hands teased over to her glorious breasts and I gasped hungrily at them and pinched harshly at her nipples. She gasped again and I pulled face her back to my lips. We were engulfed in each-other. Grinding into each-other. Connected. Loved.

Suddenly, I flipped her onto her back beside me on the bed. “My turn,” I said with a raspy gasp and pulled the cuffs off my wrist and reached for hers
The night was far from over….

Part 2 to follow.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/63pf0p/another_incredible_night_making_love_to_my_best