I fucked my best friend while she was engaged [MF] pt. 2

Check my history to see the earlier post with the lead up. This part has a lot of exposition as well. Pictures to paint and whatnot.

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Kat and I got back to the house from the liquor store with beer and cigarettes in tow, and hornier than we ever imagined we could be for each other. She was ahead of me and so once I got inside, I put the case of beer down and before she could think, I grabbed her from behind and leaned over and moved her hair to kiss her neck. She reached her arm up to wrap it around the back of my neck. We were in front of her tall full sized mirror, and we were both looking at ourselves. I never paid much attention to our size difference until now. I felt so big, towering over this little woman. I pulled her gigantic hoodie off and played with her little breasts through her thin silk dress. One hand made it’s way to her thigh and slowly glided across her bare pussy, then her ass. I squeezed her little butt and she perked up onto her toes and gave me that mischievous smile again. For a small handful of ass it felt nice and meaty in my hand. I turned her around and started to kiss her hard. The whole time we’re smiling like idiots and whispering between kisses how we can’t believe what we were doing, but how natural and right it felt. Our hands explored each other over our clothes and then we started to undress.

After undressing she realized I still wasn’t hard so she decided to take a break. She was concerned that I didn’t want her, but truthfully I couldn’t help but feel like a home wrecker. At the same time, I wanted to fuck her so badly. I told her what was on my mind and we decided to just chill out and drink some more. I rolled yet another joint and drank a beer while cuddling, still naked, and wrapped in a blanket together. We talked about the reality of the situation from all angles. I couldn’t get destroying her relationship out of my head though. Either with me or her fiancé. I knew that after today, no matter how we tried to downplay it, our relationship would be drastically different or nonexistent and that weighed heavy on me. Either way, we already dug the hole and we both knew we were gonna dig it deeper.

After some time, cuddles, conversation, and further inebriation, I couldn’t resist the naked woman literally in my arms. I started to kiss her again and she eagerly climbed up on top of me. She kissed me all over, slowly making her way down my body and to my half-hard dick. She started to talk to me in that sexy voice again.

“You say you want me, but you won’t show it. You aren’t just saying you want me are you?” She kisses my dick and stares up at me with those big doe eyes. I tell her no. “Is it my small tits?” She licks me now and slooowly starts to wrap her lips around me. I tell her that I want her so bad. “Then show me. Show me how big you can get for me.” She starts to lick me. First she licks just around the head. Then she makes her way all the way down my dick not missing a spot. Occasionally she’ll slide the head into her mouth, but she’s mostly just working with her tongue. Staring up at me and then back to my slowly growing dick. She keeps licking me until I’m fully erect, and then she takes me deep into her mouth. At this point, I’m rock solid. She’s sucking me so good that I was squirming. I was in heaven. She stopped and asked if I was gonna cum. I didn’t feel the slightest trace of an orgasm setting in, but the sensitivity was through the roof. Since I said no, she kept sucking me. She would pop my dick out of her mouth to admire it and tell me how much she loved sucking dick. I never felt so admired or spoiled. My ex used to love my dick and was vocal about it, but no one ever loved on me quite like Kat did that night. There was no way it was going back down with that kind of admiration and encouragement. I wanted to make Kat cum again. All I could think about was returning the pleasure that she was giving me. I asked what she wanted. Without words, she drained all the excess spit in her mouth all over my dick and slowly climbed on top to ride me.

I like being ridden, but it’s never been a favorite position. It usually seems unenthusiastic from the rider or ridee. You’re not hitting her spots. She’s not getting yours. This time though, we were a perfect fucking duo. Every second felt amazing for me and she would tell me the same. She started slow, testing the waters of how deep she could take me. It was an easy rhythmic grind. I felt her pussy gripping tight and releasing with every move forward and back. Her hips moved masterfully. I moved mine to perfectly match her pace. We were in sync. Every movement was a surprise and a treat. She leaned down to kiss me and I thought we would suffocate under her curtain of hair but we didn’t stop kissing or fucking for what felt like forever. Locked in this single position, not once did it feel boring. She got up and put her hands on my chest. She started to ride me faster and deeper. I kept up the pace with her. My hips softly bouncing up and down, making small movements in and out of her while she rode. I see a smile crop up behind her hair. She fucks me faster and faster, then I feel her tighten around me only this time she doesn’t loosen her grip. I know she’s silently cumming on my dick. Getting everything she wanted. I couldn’t help but smile while her eyes squeezed shut and her hips kept moving. I grabbed her juicy ass and started thrusting deeper and deeper and faster. She fell onto me and wrapped her arms around me. Panting into my ear to keep going. I kept fucking the shit out of her hard and fast until she came again.

We both stopped. She climbed off of me and laid down beside me. We both lie there staring at the ceiling. Breathing heavily. I put my hand on her stomach and started rubbing her flat tummy. She was soaked in a layer of sweat. I was too.

“You feel good, love?” I asked her between breaths. She looked over at me with a huge toothy grin. Her face was red from the work we had just put in. Her chest rising and falling. I asked, “Should we shower?” She looked down at my dick which was still standing at full attention, and she laughed. I still hadn’t came.

She went back to her normal voice and said, “We aren’t done. If you want a break we can towel off. Want a beer?” She got up off the bed, grabbed us both beers, and gently put a cigarette in my mouth. I sat up and took the beer from her. She stood next to me and I watched her light her cigarette. She leaned over to light mine then stood back up with a hand on her hip, sipping her beer and taking infrequent puffs of her cigarette. I admired her standing there. I was in awe of her power. Her tiny frame just fucked me like a damn pro. Her ride was phenomenal. Those slim legs, but juicy thighs and ass. Her flat tummy. Soft sloping yet perky tits. Luscious dark brown hair draping over her back and shoulders. I was enamored with my best friend. I grabbed her waist and pulled her closer to the bed and started making out with her. I stood up and held her; looking down at her stunning face.

She smiled up at me. Taking a drag from her cigarette without breaking eye contact, she blew smoke in my face and laughed then rested her head on my chest. Her voice cracked nervously like she was gonna say something then she stopped herself. She started again.

“I love you. I wish we would’ve done this earlier. Why did we wait?”

I answered back, “Because we’re stupid and have the worst timing and we ignore ourselves. I love you too.” She looked back at me and I can see she agreed.

“I don’t know what to do about my fiancé. We can never tell him.” I agreed. “I can’t believe we’ve done this, but honestly I don’t feel bad. We needed this.” She paused. I knew she was deep in thought about what we had done and all of the repercussions of our actions. We both were, but lust overruled and we didn’t care. We both tossed our cigarettes. She went to get us water in the kitchen. I followed her ass, my eyes fixed on my target. We shared a jar. She turned around to place the water on the counter. When she did, I bent my knees in a slight squat, grabbed her hips, and stuck my still hard dick in her pussy.

We were both insatiable this night. She was bent over the counter gripping the edge for dear life as I started to fuck her harder and harder. Her ass was little, but the jiggle that came from each stroke was superb. While she held onto the counter my hands moved from her hips to her thighs and I started to lift her while fucking. Her moans went from only pleasure to surprise and enthusiasm. She got louder and louder. I thought she was cumming but it was just feeling so good for her. I put her down and pulled out. We went back to the bed and finished fucking. She bent over in doggy and put her hands up on the headboard. I started to fuck her and she’d say harder and harder until eventually she could no longer reach the headboard because we slid the mattress halfway off of the frame. We laughed and adjusted the mattress and got back to work. We fucked in missionary. Kissing and rubbing each other the whole time. Her hands were all over me and I loved it. I told her I was going to cum. She told me to cum inside of her and I was more than happy to. She wrapped her arms around me and held me tight. I fucking exploded. When I came, I kept fucking her and she started to cum too. The sweet release was immaculate. We were both stunned yet again and left huffing and puffing on our backs.

We got up to shower and in the shower we talked about how things would be moving forward. We agreed to enjoy the rest of the night and when the sun comes up, we’ll be friends and see how it goes from there. After showering, we realized how late it was. We had been going at it for hours with breaks in between. I was impressed with myself because I’m a human and I never last for fucking hours. She told me that she thought I took one of those gas station dick pills. Since it was late and we had drank a bunch, she asked me to stay over. We cuddled naked in her bed and eventually got to sleep.

The next morning, we both woke up early as we had to get to work. Mondays. She was obviously feeling awkward after what happened the night before. We both had business to take care of so we got up and got dressed. I gave her a hug and rushed out. Later that day, while working, I found a few memes I knew she liked and sent them her way. Unlike normal, she didn’t respond to them. I tried not to overthink it and chalked it up to her work being busier than usual. After a few hours, she texted me saying she needed her shoes and panties from my car. I had completely forgotten about them. I stopped by her place to drop it all off after I got off of work. When I arrived, everything was normal. She seemed happy to see me and she gave me a huge hug. We talked for a few minutes about everything except for what happened the night before. I had to bring it up because I had a feeling she wasn’t okay with what happened. She broke down and told me how she had been going crazy about it all day. I felt crushed because my worst fear happened. More than a fuck buddy, I knew I was soon losing a friend. She kept reassuring me that she’ll get over it and things will be okay. We said our goodbyes in a fake normal way and she told me that she’d hit me up to hang out with an old friend of ours this week. Later that night I see she messaged me on IG. I thought it was in response to my memes. It was her saying she feels awkward being my friend and she didn’t wanna talk to me any longer. I replied to her message, but I don’t she ever got it because I was blocked soon after she sent hers.

A couple weeks later, her cousin messaged me, asking me to check on Kat because her fiancé had apparently been cheating on her since the beginning. Kat hadn’t been talking to anyone and the family was worried. I tried calling and messaging, but I got no answer. I told her cousin and she asked if I could just stop by to see if she’s even still alive since I was the closest “family” to her. I went to check in that night after work. I saw a light on and so I knocked on the door. She yelled out, “who is it?” I said it was me. She said to just go away. I told her I was just checking on her for her cousin. She said thank you through the door and nothing more. I haven’t seen or heard from her since.

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Sorry it couldn’t have had a happier ending. I only included because I’m always like, “well what else happened??” after reading these. Moral of the story, don’t fuck your really good, best friends if they’re engaged or married or in a relationship.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ov3ypw/i_fucked_my_best_friend_while_she_was_engaged_mf