Fucking an ex’s best friend [MF]

My first wife. Things were tumultuous or boring, nothing in between. Things were rocky, and heading towards separation when she came home one night, completely shitfaced. Walked in, took her clothes off on the way to the bedroom saying she was horny. Well, I can set anything aside if it’s for some ass, so…

I get into the bedroom, and she’s kneeling on the bed. No foreplay, get behind her and start fucking. She was always vocal during sex, sometimes dirty talk, sometimes moaning, sometimes talking about random shit. She’d also say things that’d get me to anger-fuck her. At first, I thought this was one of those times, when she said “I’ve been sleeping with someone”… but then threw in a couple details. And a couple names. As I was pounding her hard, I was also thinking about what she’d said. It actually all matched up with a timeline, and I had a couple suspicions.

All of this is going through my mind as I’m fucking her doggy style. Obviously my mind wasn’t totally into it, but I wasn’t going to quit. I grabbed her hips firmly, pounded hard, pulled out and came on her ass, then went to take a shower.

The timeline really did line up to when she was out of town, and a few times she was just missing in action. I had an idea.

Jen. Jen was my idea. My wife’s best friend. Jen was cute-ish, and I’d heard she would often comment about how attractive I am. I won’t try to pretend there was anything more to the idea than “I’m going to fuck her best friend.” No plans, no clue if it’d actually work, and obviously I didn’t think of repercussions other than it’d piss her off.

We separated a couple days later. She admitted while sober that she’d slept with three guys in the past year. We’d only met 2 years ago. And, we’re done. Still living together, but done.

A few weeks, maybe month later, I’m at a party, and Jen was there. She was always super friendly, flirty, and genuinely seemed fun. She knew we’d separated, and gave her condolences, along with giving me a shot. And another. We had too many drinks together, to the point where neither of us are going to be driving anywhere. I was flirting heavily with Jen, who kept looking better and better as the liquor flowed. She wasn’t at all bad looking, just not really my type. Petite, not really much shape, kinda pixie-like, but not as cute as a pixie would be. She was also kinda young.

Jen and I were having fun together, to the point where we stopped noticing much of the party around us. She was totally enamored, and I was eating it up. Anytime I’d compliment her, she’d blush. I was getting off on that, and the feeling that she was really genuine. Also, I was drunk.

She had to pee, but the bathroom was taken and had a line. She just said ‘come with me’ and went to the back yard. ‘Make sure nobody is coming’ and she pulled down her jeans, squatted, and pissed. She just went up another notch. Not necessarily the pissing itself, but her attitude about it, complete lack of shyness… and she had a rad landing strip.

Jeans on, standing up again, she took my hand to go back in, but I pulled her to me and kissed her. There was a moment of shock or surprise, then she kissed back. We sloppily made out for a couple minutes, hands starting to explore, then she stops dead. “Oh shit, what about [your cheating separated wife]?”

My ex is not part of this, but I understand if it makes you feel uncomfortable. As much as I wanted to fuck Jen to piss off my ex, I also liked her, and I’m not about to just use someone. We talked for a minute, the whole time she was looking at my eyes, then lips, then eyes, then lips… then started kissing me again.

We move back inside the house, party still going, and find ourselves in a bedroom. Making out continues, and I took her shirt off, revealing a tiny red see-through bra. She took my t-shirt off, and started kissing my chest (about her head height- I’m a good 9-10″ taller than her). We stumbled to the bed, where she laid on her back and I pulled her jeans off, she scrambled to get to my belt while I asked if she was ok with this. “Yessss” and my pants were getting pulled down by a very enthusiastic young lady.

One of us is naked, one is wearing a tiny bra and itty-bitty panties. They barely covered her landing strip. I pulled her panties off, pulled her bra off, and I looked at her for a moment; some of those concerns of her looking super young were gone. Her little titties were perky, hips looked feminine, and her pussy was pretty. And- she was aggressive.

I pulled her towards me to kiss her, she wrapped her hand around my cock and grabbed my ass with her other hand. I don’t think we kissed long, before my dick was in her mouth. She sucked in a very porn-like manner. Lots of saliva, lots of hand, lots of… ahh… noises. Whatever, my dick was in her mouth and she spent plenty of time with the balls before I pushed her back onto the bed, knelt beside it, and pulled her pussy to my mouth. I ate away like it was my last meal, while she moaned, bucked, shook, and apparently came a few times.

Jen sat up, pulling me up to kiss her, and she said two things I’ll never forget: “I love the taste of my cunt” as she kissed.. and “*I* take it in the ass” with a long emphasis on “I” which I took as she knew my ex hated anal, as she turned and bent over in front of me. She also said something about not being on birth control, ovulating, and I heard it when my cock had just bottomed out in her pussy. I slowly pumped a few times, while rubbing her ass. From what I remember, it was the pinkest hole I’d ever seen. Cock out of her pussy and sliding into her ass, she went wild again. Just as the tip was getting in, she pushed back *hard*, slamming her ass into my pelvis, cock all the way in, and wanted fucked *really* hard. I legitimately fucked her asshole as hard as I could. Not fast, but hard. Coming out until my cock was at the rim, then slam back in as hard as possible. We kept this up for a while, Jen bucking and at some point doing most all of the work while I just met her pushing.

Sometime in here is when the door opened. We were fucking on the bed that had a lot of people’s coats on it. Some coats still on the bed, some on the floor, some that, ahh… may need to go to the cleaners.

Here we are, my cock in Jen’s ass, her still bucking back and forth but slowly now, and some chick looking for her jacket. As drunk as I was, that chick was sloppy shitfaced drunk. I’m not sure she even knew what was happening.

Door closes, I keep fucking and Jen absolutely screams that she’s cumming. Loud. Loud enough for plenty of people to hear. She shook and collapsed forward, rolling onto her back as she did. She grabbed my cock and started sucking. It only took a moment before I came in her mouth. I think she swallowed, but really fuck if I can remember for sure.

Jen pushed the jackets off the bed, and we got under the covers. We cuddled for a while, kissed a lot (and yes, I realize my cock was in her ass, then she sucked it, then I made out with her… and no, it doesn’t bother me in the least), and fell asleep.

I woke up super early the next morning, but realized it wasn’t actually super early. Or early at all. It was around 10am. I woke Jen up, who was totally hung over. We dressed and kinda snuck out of the house. Jen hadn’t driven there, so I offered to drive her home. We had breakfast, then drove to her place.

Jen was pretty damn cool. She was really big on “no strings attached” because she didn’t want a relationship at all, but we ended up casually seeing each other for a year or so. To this day I still don’t know if my ex ever found out. I completely stopped caring about doing anything to piss her off by the time Jen’s panties were off.

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