Me and my wife’s friend Part 4 <public> <virgin> <drunk> <wife’s friend> <cheating fetish>

Chapter 4: Bianca

After the threesome, our married life turned for the better. We have had years of boring old sex, but Anya was now more open to try new things. And she was okay if I had sex with other girls, as long as I told her about it afterwards.

After the threesome, the next few weeks were rather uneventful. Anya and I had sex a few times, but nothing really to write about. I was hoping we could have another threesome soon, but didnt want to be too eager. In fact, I wanted Anya to come to me suggesting we do another one.

And then one day, Bianca pinged me in Messenger. Bianca was Anya’s friend from college. Her classmates called her “Virgin Mary” because, well, because she was a virgin. She wanted to wait until she was married to have sex.

“Hi, do you have a minute?” was the message.

“Sure, whatsup?” I typed back.

“How are you?”

I waited. I needed more information. Bianca likes to waste time in chats. I wanted her to go straight to the point. God, how I wish everyone was like Tamara when chatting!

“I needed your help,” she texted a couple of minutes later when she was sure I was not going to respond to her ‘How are you?’

“Tell me,” I said impatiently.

“Cant discuss this over chat. Can you come over this evening? Will inform Anya.”

“Will see…” I replied clearly annoyed. “I might be a bit late.”

“Yeah, no problem,” she said. “I will wait. Come over whenever you are done with office.”

When I closed her chat, I saw a message from Anya: “Go to Bianca’s place. Trust me, you wont regret it.” The messaged followed a winky emoji.

I texted back: “Okay.”

***

At 8 that night, when I finally left office, I was really pissed that I had to now drive across the city to Bianca’s place. I had no energy to tolerate her nonsense that night. Work was hectic, I needed a beer.

Beer, i thought, was a brilliant idea! Sober, Bianca was one of the most boring people to deal with. Drunk, she is tolerable, maybe even fun to hang out with.

But when I stopped at the gas station a few minutes later, I decided to go for vodka instead. The stronger the alcohol, the better, I thought.

40 minutes later, I was outside Bianca’s apartment building. I rang her bell, and she buzzed me in. I had visited her place a couple of times, always with Anya, and it had always been messy. This time was no different. Walking in, I could see used clothes on the couch, paper everywhere, dirty dishes on the counter, and a full sink. I had no idea where to sit and where to put my things.

Understanding my thoughts, Bianca said, “Lets sit in the balcony.”

“Where are your shot glasses?” I asked.

“Oh thank god you brought some booze!” she said. “This would definitely help things a bit.”

5 minutes later, we were sitting in the balcony, on chairs which were surprisingly clean and table that looked to be wiped just a few hourd ago. I poured vodka in the 2 shot glasses.

We clinked our shot glasses took one shot. As I gulped one and set the glass on the table, I saw Bianca pour 2 more and take them one after the other.

“What’s going on?” I asked once she put the glass on the table after the third shot.

“I am going with Rich on a weekend trip in 2 days’ time,” she said. “And I think this is it. He is expecting that we would get intimate this time.”

The whole situation felt completely absurd to me. Here we were, 2 adults in our late 20s, having a conversation that you expect to happen in high school between 2 friends. She had the entire internet at her disposal. She had so many of her girl friends who could give her tips on the first time. Of all people, why me?

But I did not want to be insensitive. “You had questions on how to do it?”

“Not really,” she said. “I can take advise from my friends. What I need is to know what guys expect. I need a guy’s opinion. Won’t get it from my friends. I am too embarrassed to post a question online. Of all the men I know, you are the one I trust.”

I took another shot. The last thing I wanted was a fully sober me when i give Bianca sex advise.

“So you need tips on what guys expect in sex?” I asked.

“Yes, but more than that,” she said, then hesitated for a moment. “But more than that, I dont want my time with Rich to be the first time.”

I finally understood what Bianca actually wanted. She wanted me to fuck her so that she can have a more enjoyable time with Rich later.

“You discussed this with Anya?” I asked.

“She knows. I told her. She is fine with it.”

These girls discuss everything. Anya might had already told Bianca about the threesome experience.

“How do you want to do it then?” I asked.

“That’s upto you,” she said. “You are the guru. Whatever you say I should do, I will.”

‘Now that’s sexy,’ I thought.

We both had one more shot each.

“What all have you done so far?” I asked.

“Well, we have kissed,” she said. “He has felt me up.”

“Have you played with his dick?”

“No.”

“Alright,” I said in an instructive voice. Pull the chair next to me.”

“You want to do it here?” she asked.

“Men like to do it in public,” I said. “You want to please Rich, right?”

She complied. I asked her to open my trousers, and then pull down my boxers. It was crazy to think that mine would be the first dick she will ever hold in her hands. And in a couple of days, she will compare it with Rich’s. But I didn’t care. This girl had come ready to do whatever I ask her to do tonight.

“Get a feel of it,” I said. “Take it in your hands, and run your hands from tip to base.”

She was curiously checking it out, seeing it grow in her hands. Then she ran her hands from the base to my balls.

“Does it feel good?” she asked.

“Yes, but you should start stroking it now,” I said. I placed my hand over hers, and started stroking my dick.

She seemed to be fully involved in it. But, there was nothing passionate about what she was doing, all mechanical.

“Now put it in your mouth,” I said.

She put the head in hesitantly, but I pushed it further in. I could see some neighbors in the nearby apartment out in the balcony. They were all adults. I got up and asked her to get on her knees and continue blowing me.

5 minutes later, she pulled out the dick from her mouth, gasping for breath, and said, “I think I got the jist of it.”

“Your technique is not perfect yet, but we can come back to it later,” I said. “Get up and take your clothes off.”

She complied. Bianca was wearing t shirt and pajama pants that day. She was a petite brunette, with boobs big for her size. She took off her t shirt. She was not wearing anything underneath it.

As I walked closer to her and took a boob in my hand, I saw that some of the neighbors were looking at us now. I gave it a tight squeeze. She flinched.

“You have nice boobs,” I said.

“Thanks,” she said and forced a smile on her face. I was trying to make it sexy, and she was trying hard to make it a boring tuition class. But I was not ready to give up yet.

“How did you like my dick?” I asked.

“Scary.”

“I saw you enjoyed the taste,” I said with a smile.

“Haha,” she said, now lightening up a bit.

“You know,” I said. “Guys love dirty talk.”

“Yeah?” she replied. “But how?”

“Tell me how you want me to do with your body,” I said.

She hesitated. I nodded asking her to give it a try.

“I want your mouth on my boobs,” she said.

“Louder,” I said.

She repeated and the nearby neighbors heard it. I grabbed one boob, bent down, and took it in my mouth. I sucked the boob hard, and then with my tongue made circles around her nipple. From the corner of my eyes, I could see the neighbors looking at us. We were providing them nighttime entertainment that night.

I could feel her nipples getting hard and she turning on. She had never been with a guy before, I reminded myself. So whatever I do is going to drive her crazy.

And before I knew it, I could feel her hand behind my head, pulling me closer, burying me deeper into her boobs, encouraging me to continue my tongue technique. I put my other hand on her other boob, and pinched her nipple.

I stopped to look up at her. “Take off all your clothes,” I said.

I looked around. At least 10 people from nearby apartments were looking at us. I saw one with their mobile out, taping us.

Bianca had a full-on bush on her pussy. I let left index finger find a way through them, over her pussy lips. I could feel that she was slowly starting to get wet.

“Sit on the chair,” I said, “and start fingering your pussy.”

She complied. I gestured her to open her mouth again, and then put my dick in her mouth. She is definitely a good student. The second time, she was already better at sucking dick.

10 minutes later, I pulled out of her mouth, satisfied.

I lifted Bianca up from the chair and placed her on the table. I spread her legs, and let my dick take a plunge into her pussy. I had forgotten that she was a virgin.

My first thrust was so hard, she almost jumped up from the table. I looked around and saw that people have increased in the balconies around us. I saw the elderly lady next balcony touching herself over her clothes. I didnt want to disappoint these people, but this is not the best place to take someone’s virginity. ‘Sorry guys,’ I apologized in my head.

“Let’s go in,” I said. I lifted her from the table, she had her legs wrapped around my waist. I carried her to the bedroom inside. Surprisingly, the bed was clean. Looks like she had prepared it ahead of my arrival. I placed her on the bed.

“Do you have lube?” I asked her.

She nodded and pointed to the bedside table. I didn’t really expect her to have lube at her house. But maybe she was preparing for this well in advance.

I put some lube on my fingers, index and middle, and started to slowly insert it.

“Tell me where my fingers are,” I asked.

“In my pussy,” she said.

This was the first time I heard her say that word. It sounded weird coming from her mouth, but also oddly sexy!

My fingers were now inside the pussy, and then I started moving it in and out.

‘Ah,’ she said and she bit her lips. She was trying to avoid eye contact.

“Look at me,” I said. She turned and looked at me. I bent down and gave a little kiss on her lips. She was not expecting it. She smiled, surprised.

“Suck my nipples,” she said. I bent down, but didn’t suck it. I didnt want to give her exactly what she wanted. I gave her nipple a dozen tiny kisses.

“Take it in your mouth, please…” she begged.

I put it in my mouth, and bit it gently.

After 10 minutes of fingering, I decided it was time for the big boy to go in. I put some more lube on my dick, and then with my hand guiding through, I put my dick slowly into her pussy.

I could see it was hurting her. I told her, “Close your eyes, and enjoy the music. I will get it in gently.”

Few minutes in, she had her eyes closed, and I was gently showing my dick in and out. No blood, no mess. This was not as difficult as i thought. Bianca was enjoying it as well. As the rhythm gathered pace, I could feel her pussy tightening around my dick. Her hips were moving, joining the rhythm. She pulled me closer to her and we hugged while I was inside her. I could feel her breath on my neck, I could hear her heartbeats.

20 more minutes later, I collapsed next to her, exhausted. I had not finished, but that was fine. Seeing Bianca enjoying it, I felt like a God! We both were looking at the ceiling, with music in the background, and bright lights which we forgot to turn off.

“Thank you,” Bianca said.

“No worries,” I said. “You are sexy. I enjoyed fucking you.”

She flinched at the word, but did not say anything. “You know, I might marry Rich.”

“Oh god, here’s the guilt,” I thought.

“… and that means, tonight might be the first and last time I will be with someone other than Rich.”

I looked at her. I was not sure what she was getting at.

“Tell me how I can satisfy you further,” she said. “I am at your service. I know you have not finished yet.”

“Climb on top of me,” I said.

And there I was, lying down, with Bianca on top of me, her boobs hanging down like mangoes that I was reaching my hands at. We did not want to do penetration again. She just kept rubbing her pussy against my semi hard dick, getting it harder.

“Do you like my boobs?” she asked.

I smiled, pulled her down closer to me, and reached my head down to bury it between her boobs.

“Use your tongue,” she said.

***

2 hours later, when I finally reached back home, Anya was up.

“How was it?” she asked. “Give me all the details.”

“Better than i thought,” I said. Too tired for a detailed explanation.

‘Bianca was a cute little one,’ i thought. ‘Definitely not someone I had fantasized much, but clearly someone I would jerk off to frequently from that day on.’

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