[FM] Part 2 of when I met and fucked my married best friend…

So where [were](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/akv7v4/fm_my_best_friend_and_best_lay_is_a_married_man_i/?st=JRLF2PE5&sh=9b65e6d7) we…?

He had pushed me back onto the bed and I got my first good look at him in all his beautiful naked glory. He crawled over me and that [cock](https://i.imgur.com/0eDSS3r.jpg) was so hard it was right against his stomach the whole time as he got on all fours. My heart felt like it was fighting to beat out of my chest or through my clit, I couldn’t tell which was throbbing harder.

I could feel his cock so warm and throbbing as he pressed his whole perfect body against me. His kisses started at my mouth, moved down my neck and he slowly made his way to my [breasts](https://i.imgur.com/rp06knb.jpg). I was so self conscious of them, I thought they were too small for my larger [frame](https://i.imgur.com/y8ShSXI.jpg). My fears were completely silenced when he pulled down my tank top and kissed down my chest to take a hard pink nipple into his warm mouth.

I moaned softly, still not believing my eyes. This man I’d lusted after every single day for nearly a year was right here, sucking on my tits and making me nearly cum just from the way his hand was cupping and squeezing my pussy through my jeans. I could feel the heat radiating from between my thighs, I was wetter than I’d ever been in my life. Teenage horniness had nothing on this feeling; this was a recurring wet dream coming true.

Then, I had an idea. I pulled his gorgeous face up to mine and kissed him deep, then pulled away and said “Gimme a second, I’ll be right back.” I ran to the bathroom where I got my college t-shirt I’d slept in the night before, and stripped down to my undies. Clearly denoted on the shirt was 2016, exactly 20 years after his first year in college. I walked out and gave him a smarmy grin, my hair messed up the way he loved, my thick thighs and wide hips on display.

He was stroking his cock on the bed, staring in my direction. Immediately biting his lip, he motioned for me to come to him again. I crawled on the bed, feeling my absolutely soaked panties between my plush thighs rubbing together. Then, without warning, he flipped me over and ravaged me. Kissing me everywhere he could, I felt his strong fingers hook into my panties at the hip and start to drag them down. He pulled away to look deep into my eyes, luminous green against dark brown.

I must’ve looked equal parts vulnerable and desirable, as he took a second to kiss my forehead softly before he looked down to my soft, chubby, soaked pussy. His cock was jumping, and I finally begged him between deep sighs and small whimpers “Please papi, put it in me.” He spread me and devastatingly slowly worked that thick, perfect head into my pussy. Teasing me with it, I could feel myself squeezing down in anticipation of that massive cock working its way into me.

Without warning, he slid all the way inside me, and we both moaned loudly. I couldn’t even look at him; my eyes immediately closed with satisfaction. It was even more pleasurable than I could’ve ever imagined, stretching me and filling me better than anyone else ever had. My legs wrapped around his waist, as he started working that cock in and out of me. I couldn’t help myself, I felt like I was melting from my pussy out to my whole body.

His thrusts got harder, deeper, I felt him hitting somewhere deep inside me I’d only ever barely hit on my own with my toy. I gasped hard and grabbed the back of his neck, “Fuck, papi, RIGHT THERE! Please!! Don’t stop!” I felt like if he stopped I was going to die. All I could focus on were his moans, the feeling of him burying himself deeper inside me than I ever thought possible, his full perfect balls pressing so hard against me.

“Oh god baby, fuck, I’m going to cum.” He moaned into my ear, and that was all it took to get me RIGHT to the edge. “God, don’t pull out, cum inside me papi, please!” I couldn’t stop begging him for his cum, it was what I wanted most from the start. I felt that familiar heat and tightness start to spread through my tummy, and I screamed his name as I came hard around his cock. It sent him over the edge and he buried himself as deep in me as he could, giving me every drop of that thick dad cum I so desperately needed.

He jerked his hips against me till we were both spent, the feeling of his cock twitching hard prolonging my own orgasm. I kissed every bit of skin I could reach as we caught our breath, and couldn’t stop gasping as he was still inside me. “Fuck, baby, that was so amazing.” He pulled out of me and we both moaned softly, as I could feel his cum dripping out of me slowly. He grinned, “Oh, you think we’re done?” My grin disappeared as my pussy throbbed once again. “Oh God…” He got off the bed, extended his hand to me and I took it.

He pulled me off the bed, and pressed me to him. “You think after all this time waiting for you I’m going to have you only once?” He smelled like sex and soap, his skin warm and inviting but firm and young. I melted into his touch and shook my head no, and looked out the massive fifth story window at the beautiful mountains and landscape, and the people going about their day down below. I sighed so deeply, knowing this moment was perfect.

He kissed my neck from behind again, and pulled my shirt down so that my breasts were exposed, making me moan as he grabbed and rubbed them. I felt more of his cum drip down my thigh, and he pressed that hardening cock against me once more as he [bent me over](https://i.imgur.com/OUX0iZP.jpg) in front of the window. “Oh my god, Dan, here?!” I bit my lip and looked back at him. “Right fucking here, in front of all these people, Yahi.” He rubbed that fat hard head against my pussy once more, using our cum as lube, and pressed in.

I can’t tell you how many times he made me cum in front of that window. He squeezed my breasts and pinched my nipples, pushing them against the cold glass of the window as he filled me again and again with his cum, then took me to the bathroom and fucked me in front of the mirror, grabbing my hair and making me look at myself as he got even deeper inside me than he had the first time around.

All I could see was my perfect lover and his rapturous expressions behind me, but the woman I saw in the mirror when I finally looked didn’t even look like me… she looked like a sweaty sexy stranger, thriving off his attention, hair wild and eyes shaded over with lust. We ended on the bed once more, this time slowly fucking. I tried to memorize every detail of his perfect face and body as he wracked my own body with pleasure. He learned quickly where my sweet spot was and got it with merciless accuracy, never giving me a chance to gather my thoughts or even remember how to breathe.

I never wanted it to end, but he had to go home to his wife soon, and I knew all good things don’t last forever. We laid in bed and stared into each other’s eyes as we talked, even in person finishing each other’s sentences and making ourselves laugh till we couldn’t catch our breaths. It was one of the most beautiful memories of my life, and I thank you all for letting me relive it with you. If I remember hard enough, I can still feel his cum dripping down my thigh…

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/alwqop/fm_part_2_of_when_i_met_and_fucked_my_married