The Day We Met
She was as hot as the summer day I met her. When she walked in to the room I immediately noticed her luscious brown hair, gorgeous smile, and tempting body. Oh that body- her perfectly shaped breasts, slim waist, and amazing ass. She was dressed in the tightest jeans, a small black tube top, hair in a pony-tail and was glistening in the hot sun. She was the girl next door that everyone wanted to have their way with; she was my future wife’s best friend.
This was the first time I met Mia. I heard from others that she loved to party, get drunk and have sloppy sex with anyone she deemed worthy. I was stunned by her beauty. I could not help but stare at her. I had barely met Mia, but I knew I wanted so much more.
Our first exchange was simple enough. Nothing out of the ordinary, just the usual formalities. I barely heard what she said because I was fantasizing about her. What was she like in bed? Is she a moaner? Does she like it rough? Does she swallow? Then I thought to myself “She was Katie’s best friend, I’m just an average looking guy, nothing spectacular about me, there was no chance I would have anything with her.” I was so wrong and had no idea what I was about to get myself into.
Drunk Texts
A few months had passed. Mia and I began talking on social media. She was so easy to talk to, so much fun, and I wanted her more than ever. We started to flirt a little, but I thought it was just innocent fun and then one night it all changed.
We were texting back and forth, both of us slightly drunk, when she began complaining about her boyfriend. Mia had been dating the same guy on and off for seven years. She says she was in love with him, but he had cheated on her several times. My first thought was “How could someone cheat on her? She was the sexiest woman I had ever seen.” She went on to tell me that she felt so attached to him
because she lost her virginity to him. She insisted on telling me about the night she lost her virginity to him and I happily agreed to listen.
“We were young, all my friends were already having sex and I wanted to know what it felt like. Nick said he was a virgin too, but I knew that was a lie. I didn’t care. I’m an only child and my parents were going out of town for the weekend, so I knew it would be the perfect opportunity to finally lose my virginity. I made plans for him to come over on Friday night to ‘watch a movie.’”
She stopped texting her story and asked me if it was inappropriate. I knew my fiancée would be pissed if we were texting about this, but I wanted more so I said, “I don’t think so.”
She went on, “I text Nick when he was on his way over that I was just getting in the shower but there was a key under the doormat he could use. I could hear him walking in the front door and yelled from my bedroom that I had just gotten out of the shower and he could come in to my room if he wanted. Of course he came in. There I was laying on the bed completely naked. My boobs had just started really growing so they weren’t as big as they are now, my ass was nice then too and my legs were spread open showing my pink, virgin pussy. He was in complete shock and seemed to be as nervous as I was. He got on the bed and we started making out. Slowly he reached down my body, rubbing my breasts and eventually stopping at my pussy. I could feel myself wet already and then he began to finger me. He played with my clit and I could feel myself getting hotter and wetter. He was still on top of me and I could feel the bulge in his pants on my stomach. I began moaning and wanted him so bad. I whispered in his ear to put his fingers inside of me. I had never had his or my own fingers inside of me, so I wasn’t sure what to expect. I felt him slide his index finger in me. I got even more wet and started moaning louder. He slid in another finger and I had no idea my pussy could stretch that wide”
At this point I was even more drunk than when we started texting. I felt the bulge in my own pants beginning to grow. I wanted her more than ever but knew that was impossible. I continued reading her texts as fast as I received them.
“Nick slowly started kissing and biting my neck. He knew I loved it when he bit me hard. I was frozen, I couldn’t do anything other than moan. He started grabbing my boobs and kissing my nipples all while still fingering me. I was so horny and almost didn’t know how to handle everything I was feeling and then he began licking my pussy. This was the first time he had gone down on me. Nick licked my pussy lips first and then spread them open with his fingers and licked my clit. It is the best thing I had ever felt. I pulled his hair and screamed at him to go faster. He continued licking, slid his fingers in and out of me at the same time and then it happened… I had my first ORGASM!”
The texts stopped, nothing for about five minutes, I thought she had fallen to sleep and I was pissed but what could I do? My phone began lighting up again.
“I had no idea what an orgasm was supposed to feel like, but it was so overwhelming. I begged him to stop but he kept going and I had another! After this one I pulled him up from between my legs and told him to lay down. I unbuttoned his pants, pulled his dick out and put it in my mouth. This was my first time giving a blow job and I was shocked at how big he was. He barely fit in my mouth, but I kept going. I had no idea what I was doing, he was slightly moaning but nothing too exciting. I barely went past the tip but he kept pushing it further and further in. He finally pushed my head down and his dick went in my throat. I was shocked at first but it felt amazing so I started going even faster now. His whole dick was going in and out of my mouth. I started licking and sucking his balls and now he was really moaning. I kept sucking his dick and after about five more minutes I felt his cum in my mouth. I was startled but I loved it and swallowed what was in my mouth. Nick pulled his dick out of my mouth and his cum went all over my face. It was warm, sticky and I wanted more of it.”
I had my answer to the questions I fantasized about when I first met her: she was a moaner and she liked to swallow. Could she be any more perfect?
“He was still so hard and I was more wet than I had ever been. I got on top of him and we started making out again. I knew I was ready. I grabbed his dick and slid it into my pussy. It was huge and hurt when I slid it in but I also loved it. I started
bouncing up and down on him. The faster I went the better it felt. I loved the way he felt sliding in and out of me. We were moaning together and I was just about to get there but he came again and his dick went soft. I was so disappointed but I knew I was hooked!”
I knew we were no longer innocent friends. She had just told me about her first time, I was so turned on by her, and my mind was racing about her. I sent a simple text back:
“Wow, that is so fucking sexy. I’m sorry you didn’t get there the first time you had sex. I would get you there every time!”
She didn’t reply that night and all I could think was that she was not interested and might even tell my fiancée. This was going to be a disaster. I was so drunk I couldn’t process what I just did.
More Than Friends
The next morning, I woke up to a text on my phone: “I won’t tell Katie if you don’t tell Nick”
Was Mia talking about our conversation? Did she regret telling me her story? Did I go too far? She didn’t even address the last part of my text.
A second text,
“Just so you know, I think Katie is so lucky to have you”
Another three months had gone by. We stopped texting as much only talking here and there, a few late night drunk texts about Nick, and an occasional interaction on social media. I was so disappointed. I thought by now we would be closer, we would talk about her sex life more, maybe she didn’t want me like I wanted her. I would soon find out.
The Night Before
We flew in as a group to the Mexican resort town where the wedding would be held. It was the night before the big day. Everything was in place: the bride had her dress, I had my tuxedo, all the décor, and the bridesmaids ready to help Katie.
My soon-to-be wife looked amazing. Her long blonde hair, her perfectly fake breasts, slender body and great ass. Katie was all mine. I loved her, she was the ideal girlfriend that would soon be a great wife. From the outside no one would ever know but she was oh so kinky in the bedroom. We had toys: vibrators for her, a cock ring for me, handcuffs, and anal beads. Everyone else thought she was a sweet, innocent school teacher but I knew the truth; she was as kinky as a porn star and as attractive as a model. I had been with her for four years. Four years of blow jobs, using all our toys constantly, and great sex. I knew what she offered and to be honest I was bored of it. I wanted something new and exciting; I didn’t know it at the time, but tonight would be the most exciting night of my life.
We all arrived at the resort, agreed to get acquainted with our rooms, and meet at the pool bar in an hour. Katie and I were on the seventh floor and Mia was on the sixth. Our interactions were filled with tension so far, but I insisted on helping Mia take her luggage to her room; I only wanted more of her after all. I carried her belongings into her room, she thanked me, and I was on my way with Katie to our suite.
Katie could sense the tension between Mia and I. She asked if anything was wrong and I replied, “I hardly know her, I guess I am just not comfortable around her yet.” The first of many lies that would follow. Katie encouraged me to get to know Mia. They were best friends since they were teens and I reluctantly obliged on the outside but on the inside, I was more than willing to get to know her better.
We had an entire hour before we had to meet our wedding party at the pool bar. Katie decided she wanted to shower after the long flight. I was sitting on the couch trying to find a familiar channel on TV to watch, when I heard the shower turn on. Her shower seemed more alluring than the TV, so I went into the bathroom with her, undressed, and jumped in the shower.
It was like a shower scene right out of a porn. Steam filled the air, water was trickling down Katie’s every curve and I couldn’t keep my hands off her. I slowly moved in, kissed her neck, played with her breasts and then reached down to finger her. Her pussy was warm and wet as always. Her lips were so tight, her clit so sensitive and she began to bite my neck. Her nails were pressed into my back and my fingers were sliding in and out of her pussy.
She stopped me, got down on her knees and started to give me a blow job. This was something we hadn’t done in the shower before, but I enjoyed every minute of it. She was teasing me by only kissing the tip of my dick and slowly licking my shaft. Katie repeated this over and over until I finally pushed myself in to her mouth. She kept going until I was just about to cum, she pulled out and made sure to get as much of it as possible on her face. She licked up what she could, gave me the sexiest smile I had seen in a while and returned to her feet. I resumed fingering her, faster harder, this time with two fingers, until she came. Although very pleasing, it is what I had become used to.
We got dressed and headed down to the pool area. Our friends were there waiting for us; they had of course begun drinking. We decided to eat dinner at one of the small resort restaurants near the pool. Everyone was having a good time and before we knew it we were intoxicated. Shortly after dinner Katie said she was tired and wanted to sleep. I walked her up to our suite, she got in bed and immediately fell asleep. I sat there contemplating what I should do. I was not as drunk as the rest of the group and nowhere near ready to sleep. I decided to head back to the restaurant with everyone else.
Drinks were still being passed around and we were getting louder as the night went on. One by one the wedding party started going back to their rooms. Mia, I, and two others were the last ones to head back in. The others’ rooms were on the first floor, so Mia and I were the only ones to get into the elevator. Maybe it was the fact that we had spent most of the evening together or that we were now alone but the tension between us was completely gone. We were so comfortable, talkative and laughing. It was as though we had known each other forever.
The elevator ride seemed to last forever but when the bell dinged on the sixth floor I knew our time alone was over. I offered to walk her down the hall to her room and she accepted. As we walked there were a million thoughts racing through my head. I lusted for her and did not want this night to end.
We arrived at her door, she opened it and reached out to hug me. I embraced her, my hands on her lower back and slowly moving lower. She pulled away, looked me in the eyes and whispered, “Let’s make your last night as a bachelor one you will never forget.”
We quickly entered her room, our hands clasped, and our lips locked. I slipped off her bikini cover up, untied her top, caressed her breasts. Her hands were in my hair as I reached down and untied her bottom piece. There she was, the girl I was infatuated with for nearly a year, standing in front of me bare naked. Katie popped in to my head, could I really go through with this? That thought was quickly interrupted by Mia unbuttoning my pants, pulling them down and dropping to her knees. Her mouth was so warm and my dick felt huge sliding in and out of it. She began to deep-throat me. Perhaps it was my lust for her, but this was the most incredible blow job I had ever had. I came so fast I felt embarrassed but she swallowed liked I knew she would.
She stood up, began kissing me again and said, “I’ve wanted you for so long.”
My emotions were overwhelming, but I composed myself and backed her up in to the bed, turned her around and bent her over. Her pussy was so wet as I slid in. It was the tightest pussy I had ever had, I almost didn’t fit. She screamed, “faster, faster.” I sped up. I was holding her perfectly shaped ass, golden from the sun. I could feel myself slamming into it. I grabbed her ass tighter and she said, “spank me.” I spanked her gently at first but she was not satisfied. “Harder.” I spanked her again and she moaned so loud. I was sure the people in the room next door could hear us but I didn’t care.
Now she was on top of me. Her breasts were bouncing with every movement, I could tell from her face she was enjoying this. She kept going, faster, harder, louder. I told her I was getting close and she told me to go just a little longer. After a few
moments I could feel her legs shaking, her grasp on me grow tighter and her moan getting even louder. Then it happened, she stopped riding me, grasped me as tight as she could, and I felt her pussy squirt on me. It was warm and oozing all over me. I couldn’t believe what had just happened, but I was so glad it did.
The Wedding
The next morning rolled around and I was back in my own suite. Katie was of course off getting ready for our day. This was supposed to be a day all about the two of us, but I couldn’t help but think about Mia. The night before was the most exciting night I had in years. She was as kinky as I had hoped. A feeling of guilt overwhelmed me however; she was Katie’s best friend, but she was also the one who invited me in to her room. There was no going back now and quite frankly I wouldn’t if I could.
I contemplated texting her, but I knew she would be in the room with Katie and the other bridesmaids. I decided not to but replayed the night before over and over again in my head. I knew it would likely never happen again, but I hoped more than anything it would.
The ceremony time was approaching. I got dressed and forced myself to stop thinking of Mia and focus on the ceremony and Katie.
The music started playing, the wedding party walked in, I was standing at the head of the aisle and there she was walking towards me; Mia was even more beautiful today.
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