Fucking [m]y friends wife

We were at a wedding and had both been drinking. Nothing crazy, but she definitely seemed a bit friendlier, and with a strange look in her eyes. Throughout the night, she stood close to me, let our hands brush together, and held eye contact in a way that had my heart beating faster. But I put it off to not getting laid in awhile and having a few drinks. Hours later, the reception was winding down at the hotel and everyone was headed upstairs. I had the same feeling- she was flirting and open- but didn’t want to act on it. We casually talked about mutual friends and things in our lives, then she suddenly said “Stop that. That look. No. We’re not having sex”. My heart was in my throat- I didn’t think she could tell through my dress pants that my cock was getting hard, but between the hungry look in my eyes and the lingering glances at her chest, shown off through her tight blue dress, probably gave everything away. I pretended to not know what she meant, and she asked me to join her outside for a smoke. We walked downstairs, and everything else is a blur. She made another sexual comment, I put my arm around her, she felt my throbbing cock, and we slipped into an empty locker room next to the gym.

It was perfect- chairs, benches, couch, sauna, counter- we made use of it all. I guided her to a couch, damn near tore her dress and thong off, and stood over her admiring her perfectly tanned body. Her green eyes were hungry. She started playing with her pussy, but as much as I wanted [NEEDED!!] to fuck, I remembered her complaining about her husband never giving oral. I grabbed her thighs and pulled her towards me, knelt down, and spread her pussy with my fingers. I gently kissed her clit, then began exploring her with my tongue. I loved the noises she was making. She wasn’t used to being licked, so every gasp and moan had a thoughtful note to it, like she had never considered her pussy feeling this way before. She tasted divine. I sat up for a moment and licked my lips, and she immediately reached for my cock. She had her dress hiked up over her hips, and I had pulled my cock out but was still dressed. We didn’t want to waste any more time though.

She guided my cock into her. The wetness just taking in my thick head and enveloping it was made so much better by the long buildup, the taboo, the semi public place….it was all too much. I’ll never forget the feeling of slowly inching my cock into her. She reached behind me, dug her nails into my back, and pulled me forward, slamming the last few inches of my cock into her. Her mouth was open in a scream, eyes rolling, but she could barely gasp. She started getting a bit rough, so I figure I would oblige her taste. I grabbed her throat and pinned her to the couch and started slamming my cock in and out of her. Her wetness was dripping with every thrust. We were making a mess, but needed this too desperately to care. We spent the next 15-20 minutes moving around the room, changing positions, stripping clothes, and fucking on every surface. We wound up standing in front of a full length mirror, her bent over, just watching each other naked bodies writhe and move. She could tell I was close to cumming, but I didn’t want it to end yet. I slow my thrusts, and she reached back and pulled my cock out of her. She led me back to the couch where we started, laid back with her legs up, and spread her ass for me. “Ever try this hole?”

Of course I have. But I just smiled and guided my cock to her ass. I love the slow gentle thrust, and then her asshole finally opened up and accepted my length. Her wetness was everywhere, and she took it easily. We slowly build up to me holding her hips down and pounding my cock into her ass. My grunts turned into a strangled groan as my orgasm started, and she managed to scream “In my pussy!!!”
I pulled out and just managed to switch holes before my cum shot everywhere. I stayed deep in her, throbbing, as I shot load after load into her. We both panted, touched a little, and kissed, then started to find our clothes strewn about. She pulled her thong up, and I touched her pussy through the fabric, thinking how my cum was about to soak through. We rode the elevator back up to the main floors, made some promises about not getting caught, and ended with the conclusion that we both wanted more

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