[PART ONE](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ugwrve/mf_i_gave_my_sisters_pregnant_friend_a_massage/)
The morning after Selena and I crossed multiple lines, I went out for a long walk around the neighborhood. I remember it clearly because there was a construction crew at a house on the corner and the homeowner was yelling at some of the crew members because they had been leaving their “trash” on his driveway.
And because I’m a ridiculously nosy person, I pretended to tie my shoes, so I could listen to more of the argument. At one point, the homeowner yelled, “I’M NOT ASKING FOR THE WORLD HERE, GUYS!” which at the time, I found to be really funny. I’m not sure why. Maybe because it sounded so suburban. He appeared to be super stressed, but I got the impression he was stressed about other things, and he was just taking it out on the construction crew.
Anyway, this is not why y’all came here. I was on this walk trying to clear my head. I had never slept with a married woman. Romantic entanglements played no part in my five-year plan. Just kidding. I had no five-year plan, but if I did, affairs would not be in it. Sure, the idea of it is hot. Watching it in porn is always fun, and I must admit, experiencing it firsthand the night prior was even better. Cumming on Selena’s tits provided me with one of the hottest orgasms of my life.
But the guilt was real the next morning. Heck, it’s not like I even knew her husband. I hadn’t even seen a photo of him! For all I know, he’s the worst person in the world, but still, I just finger fucked his wife, which kinda makes me the third worst person, only behind Selena, of course.
“She’s pregnant,” I thought to myself during the walk. Women can become entirely different people during pregnancy, right? Some of them turn into sex crazed monsters, right? So maybe she didn’t even technically do anything wrong. It was her alter ego. She didn’t cheat! Her pregnancy self just needed to get off. For some odd reason, this thought comforted me, as long as nothing else happened.
Unfortunately, something else happened. As stated in the previous post, I was leaving in three days and my sister would be home the next three days. This meant Selena and I would no longer have alone time together at night. Nothing else could happen even if we wanted something to happen!
…but on the final night, my sister went out on an already planned date. This was something she had scheduled before I announced my visit, so she didn’t want to cancel it. She doesn’t get the chance to date much, thanks to work, so she was pretty excited about it. “I can stay home, since it’s your last night and all,” she told me. I insisted it was okay, although she probably picked up on my hesitation because she asked two more times before leaving. I’m sure she thought it was because I wanted to spend more time with her. Little did she know I didn’t want her leaving solely because her friend and I couldn’t trust ourselves around one another.
“I should probably just retire to my room,” Selena said a couple minutes after my sister left.
“Yeah, probably,” I replied.
“What time are you leaving in the morning?”
“Early, probably around six”
“Well, if I don’t see you again, it was nice meeting you,” she smiled.
I kinda laughed, “Yeah, nice meeting you.”
“What’s funny?”
“Just, I don’t know, how formal we’re acting.”
“How do you want me to act?” she asked, leaning up against a wall. She was wearing stretchy pajama pants and an oversized t-shirt. When she leaned back, her tits pressed against the fabric of her shirt.
“Uh, no, I mean,” I couldn’t form a sentence.
“Do you want me to be real?”
“What does that entail?” I snapped back. We were clearly fucking each other mentally.
“Well, if I were to be real,” she slid her hand down her pajama pants, “I would tell you that I’m dripping right now,” she rubbed herself under her pants, “I would tell you that I’ve made myself come with my vibrator at least ten times in two days and it’s still not enough.”
I could feel my cock growing under my jeans, just watching her beautiful body slither against the wall as she rubbed her pussy.
“And I would tell you that the only thing I want right now is your cock in my pussy. I would tell you that I want to be fucked. I don’t want to make love. I want to be fucked,” she added.
I wanted to be strong. I wanted to just grab my car keys and take a long drive, but I’m not strong. I’m weak as fuck. I walked over to her like I was in a fucking marching band and pinned her against the wall, holding her arms above her head. “Oh!” she cried out as I kissed and sucked on her neck. I dragged my tongue up her neck until I landed on her ear, “Turn the fuck around,” I demanded her.
She turned around, sticking her ass out with her hands planted firmly against the wall. My lips placed soft kisses across the back of her neck as I kneeled down behind her. I brought my hands up to the waistband of her pajama pants and pulled them down roughly, “Fuck,” she moaned.
Now face-to-ass, I brought my hands up and squeezed both of her cheeks before pulling her panties down her legs. She spread her legs as I spread her cheeks, my tongue darted to her opening, making a circle around her asshole. This was the first time my tongue had ever touched an asshole. I’m telling you. I was fucking possessed in this moment. The lust I felt was intense. Almost too intense. She jumped in response and pushed herself against my face. I enclosed her hole with my lips and pressed my tongue firmly against it.
“Fuck,” she moaned. I gave her ass one more lick before standing up behind her. I unzipped my pants and pulled them down, my cock bouncing free against her ass. I pushed myself against her, letting her feel the hardness of my dick against her warm cheeks. My hands traveled to the front of her body until they landed firmly on her tits. I squeezed them roughly, “Please, fuck me, please,” she begged.
I reached down to grab my cock and slid the head up and down her wet slit. I teased her for a couple seconds and then pushed inside her, slamming her body against the wall. “Oh my god, yes!” she moaned, nearly out of breath already. “Fuck me, fuck me” she cried out. I drove deep inside her pussy. She felt absolutely incredible. I thrusted deep inside her and grabbed a handful of her hair and used it to tug her head back slightly. The sounds of our bodies slamming together filled the room.
“You feel so fucking good,” I half moaned/whispered against her ear, “Your pussy feels so good,” I added. She moaned in response and pushed back into me, trying to match my rhythm.
“Fuck…fuck fuck…harder!” she yelled. I pounded against her harder, my cock was swimming in the juices of her pussy. I could tell she was getting close, so I slid my hand down her stomach until it landed on her clit. I used my index finger to strum it gently as I continued to drive my cock in and out of her pussy.
“Oh my god, don’t stop, don’t stop,” she encouraged me. It was at this moment I had to start thinking about baseball cards and cottage cheese because I was about to cum at any moment. I did my best to keep the pace. My cock had never been harder. Never been thicker. It was ready to explode.
“Yes, yes,” she cried out as she came all over my cock. Her pussy squeezed my entire length tightly as my hardness began to pulse inside her, the head fully inflamed as I started to cum with her, “Fuck, fuck,” I reached up to her tits, almost to balance myself as I nearly lost feeling in my legs. It felt as if she was milking me as we both yelled and moaned, “Yes, baby…” she moaned, pushing the lower half of her body against mine. She swayed her ass from side to side.
And we stayed like that for a minute or two. My cock still twitching inside her. Her body pressed up against the wall. When we finally separated, we were exhausted both mentally and physically. She turned to me and kissed me sweetly on the lips.
“It was nice meeting you,” she smiled, walking down the hall toward her room.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/uhlt7n/mf_i_gave_my_sisters_pregnant_friend_a_massage
Hot!
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So hot! Thank you for posting part 2.
Part 3?
I think I need a cigarette, and I don’t even smoke…well done sir…
Baseball cards and cottage cheese: for when naked grandma just won’t cut it
Tell me you went back for more!
Damn.
Hot part 2 as i wait to dipatch Plane to the states
So hot
It has got me rock hard
Surely there is part 3 because there is in my mind
That was gooood. Tell me you had couple more rounds before you left the place. I like to think and believe redbull came in for help for an extra energy to go😅
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Damn. Everything I’m wearing seems tight now.
These were great stories man. Thanks for sharing.
Dude you’re a great erotic writer? Idk what the term would be haha
Great story!
True story?
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