I’ve been fucking my friends ex-wife…(Part 1) [MF]

Little bit about me: I’m 30, 6’5, 245ish lbs, short brown hair, blue eyes. I’m not particularly muscular, but I take care of myself.

This story is still relatively new, but I’ve been dying to tell someone, so you all get the benefit of my need to vent, because lord knows I can’t tell any of my friends..

Background: So I met my friend, who I will call Jim, a number of years ago in an old gaming community. We became fast friends, and I found out he actually lived near by to my hometown. We met up, and he was a pretty cool dude, so we started hanging out, and solidified our friendship. We ended up forming a gaming team together, with a couple other people, and had some reasonable success and a whole lot of laughs. Jim is a good dude at heart, we occasionally had our dust ups because we are both stubborn as all hell, but it worked out.

Shortly after forming our gaming team, Jim met his ex, who I’m going to call Melissa. I was in a relationship at the time with my now ex-wife, and we used to go out with Jim and Melissa a lot. She was nice enough, but I always had this weird feeling that she didn’t like me much. It always felt like she was analyzing me, and judging me, and I didn’t much care for it. She gamed with us upon occasion, but never as deep into it as Jim and I were. She started to kind of domesticate Jim, especially after they bought a house together, had a kid, and got married. It was sad, but a part of being a dad and a husband. I got married as well, and was shortly after divorced. I still talked to Jim on occasion, but never on the level we had been. I was invited to a couple of parties they threw, but I always had that sense that Melissa didn’t much approve of me (remember this, as it plays an important role later).

Fast forward some time, and I get a call from Jim, telling me he and Melissa are getting divorced. I didn’t ask any questions, I merely played the supportive friend, and asked if he needed anything from me. He didn’t, but thanked me, and I figured that was the end of things. However, it got me thinking about Melissa…

Now to describe her, the only word I could use is fierce. She was diminutive, only about 5’4, but she had powerful athletic legs, long red hair that was thick, a toned ass that was quite large for her size, and an incredible pair of DD tits. I had always noticed her looks, and thought Jim was lucky.

I had Melissa on social media, so I started to do a bit of snooping to see if I could figure out what happened. Where as before she had been in full “mom” role with mom jeans, and hoodies, it was clear now she was finding herself. Her feed was full of intense selfies, a mischievous smile behind each one. I often found myself wondering, but figuring it was off limits to reach out, out of respect..

That is until she reached out to me.

Now, I don’t know what caused her to reach out, if it was happen stance, a random thought, or maybe she caught me scrolling through her feed somehow, but a couple days after I was scrolling, I got a message.

– Hey there stranger, how’s things? –

Confused, I responded with caution..

– Things are going as best they can, long time ni talk, how have you been? –

Idle chatter went back and forth with us catching up, but it progressed very quickly. She mentioned that evening she was going out to Karaoke, but didn’t know what to wear. When she sent me pics of what she was considering, it was a black lace body suit with a long sleeve top over it, a pair of thigh high stockings with a garter belt (“with panties over the top for easy removal” she said) and a tight black pleated skirt. I about fell out of my chair.

I messaged her – Well damn, that looks amazing. Here I thought you never really liked me much! –

She responded with – Never liked you? Why would you think that?? –

– Well, I always felt as if you thought I was a bad influence on Jim, and disapproved of me –

– No, I was more just imagining what you are like in bed after you got talked up so much by your ex…I’ve seen what you’re working with-

Clearly I had misread the situation!

She asked if I wanted to come see it in person, because she needed a date if I wasn’t busy.. Clearly, that night I was going to karaoke..

Meeting her there, we had a great time. We had a couple of drinks, some laughs, watched her sing a couple times, and was over all a great night. I had been needing to get out for a while, but I hadn’t had much reason to. We made our way out to the car, where she pulled me in for a kiss (like I said, this woman was fierce). She felt small in my hands, like a toy, as I towered over her, her hands gripping my jacket as I pushed her back against her car, my hands in her hair as our lips crushed together. I felt her breath hitch against me as I gave a gentle tug, and she was like putty as she pulled away giving me the most amazing set of fuck me eyes I have ever seen…

We knew what was going to happen. We quickly found the nearest hotel (we both lived far enough away that it would have taken longer than we liked to get to business), which happened to he a rather nice place, but the only room they had available was the King Suite. Not caring, I threw down my card, got the room keys and we about fell into the elevator our hands on each other like a couple of horny teens. Finally making it into the room, this room was quite nice. Big king bed, with couch/chair sitting area, large spacious bathroom with luxurious shower, snd best of all, a large whirlpool tub, complete with a large mirror above it…

We wasted no time, our hands finding each other again as soon-as we dropped our jackets. She straddled me on the bed, grinding on me needily as I felt her warmth against my lap, our lips locked together. I gripped her ass, picking her up and turning around, laying over her, my hands pulling her panties aside as I started to rub the little pink button of her clit. She started coming apart almost instantly, bucking against my hand, her nails digging into my chest as she begged me to make her cum…My thumb worked faster, and slowly slid two fingers into her and felt her cum agains my hand, her tight slit soaking wet as she clenched, her nails leaving marks in my skin…

As she came down from her first orgasm high, she pulled her heels and skirt off, dropped her panties and turned over, back arched up and ass up, her pussy swollen and pink with need. I wasted no time, stripping down, and sliding the head of my respectable 8 inch, decently thick cock against her tight hole, feeling her juices soaking it as I toyed with her, hearing her breathless moans as she panted. As soon as I felt she couldn’t take it anymore, I filled her deeply. She was so wet, it was like no resistance, bottoming her out as she scrunched her eyes, letting out a long “Ohhhh fuuuuuck” as I opened her. It felt like bliss, like it was custom molded to my shaft as I groaned, my balls tightening almost immediately as I could barely contain myself.

I reached down and grabbed a handful of her hair, pulling her back up as I started pounding my hips into her, feeling my balls slap against her clit as I fucked her with everything I had. She arched her back hard, and watched as I fucked her, looking in the mirror as I gripped her hip, smacking her ass as she let out another deep moan, seeing my red hand print on her cheek. I did the same to the other side, alternating as I felt her cumming on my cock again, her pussy clenching to me as I pounded away. I knew I wouldn’t last long, and shortly after she came, I pulled out, stroked my cock a few times and shot my first load of the night up her back, and coating her perfectly round firm ass cheeks as we both breathed heavy from exertion…

I stepped back, the fog of lust clearing away, as I looked at her. She gave me a mischievous grin of hers, and simply said, as she turned on the tap to fill the whirlpool tub..

“You lived up to the hype so far….but we’re not done with tonight yet…”

This got longer than I planned, so I’ll be writing part two soon, if you all enjoyed!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/kwgmby/ive_been_fucking_my_friends_exwifepart_1_mf