[FM] The trip I slept with my husband’s best friend for the last time

A continuation of my Story

After many years of friendship and a lot of great times together our group of friends unfortunately has gotten to see a little less and less of each other. Not that we were any less of best friends, but family, distance, work and well life sometimes gets in the way. The recent trip to the Caribbean with 2 other couples who were old friends was very much needed. One thing that changed dramatically for me during that trip was that I slept with my husband’s best friend. While we aren’t swingers or even had an open relationship previous to this action, my husband was extremely understanding about it. He had an idea that there was flirting going on and he even thought something sexual might happen between me and his best friend. I only knew after the fact that it was a fantasy of his and he didn’t stand in the way of it happening. When I told him what had happened between me and Craig the next day, he admitted to me he thought something sexual might happen and that the thought of that got him very excited. In fact, when I told him that I had sex with Craig, it turned into an absolutely hot romp in bed with him that morning. He had me recount the exact details of my tryst with Craig while we fucked. My husband was overwhelmed with sexual energy as I gave him all the details recounting how I came multiple times. He was insatiable. In a short span he came 2 times and within the next 48 hours probably 4-5 more times as we went at it like rabbits talking about my encounter. At that point, Craig did not yet know I had told my husband what we had done. Eventually after the trip they did talk about it and Craig was happy and relieved that Paul wasn’t upset about it at all. Paul’s only concern was discretion with our other friends and of course Craig was great about that. He didn’t want anyone to know as he had no intention of mentioning it to his wife or our friends.

So as the trip progressed with our group everything seemed pretty normal. Craig and I were getting along well and neither of had mentioned what happened a few days before between us. Nothing was weird it between us, it all seemed fine. I did notice that he was looking at me slightly more. It was in a lustful way, but I thought wow we had an incredible experience, it was fun and almost perfect. There probably wasn’t a reason to do it again. I felt like it would almost be like making a sequel to a great movie. Sure it might end up being The Godfather 2. But it could also be really bad and end up leaving a bad feelings between us. So I figured maybe we should just let it be and be happy we had that time.

Two nights after it happened, we all went out to dinner. It was a giant booth and we all sat next to our significant others. At one point the 3 girls went up to the bar for a bit. When we came back the seats were shuffled and I sat next to Craig in the middle. The table was high and there was a droopy tablecloth. Not long after I sat down I felt Craig’s hand on my leg. He slowly was petting me. He has strong attractive hands. I know that may sound weird, but I was always drawn to them and I enjoyed how he was rubbing and squeezing my thigh. He soon slid his hand all the way up my leg. I had a loose romper on and it was quite easy for him to gain access between my legs. He knew I was enjoying it and he knew I was turned on because I was so wet. Also when he first tried to slide his hand away I grabbed it and held it there and let him touch me a little longer. When he finally removed his hand I felt his wet fingers across my leg and I felt him wipe them on my romper. It was perfect timing because I started to think that everyone else at the table knew what was going on. I later realized only Paul was keen to what was happening. When we got back house we all had some more drinks and spent some time around the fire on the chairs and hammocks. Paul, myself and Craig were the last ones up. I thought as we sat there the topic of our tryst might come up as everyone was pretty loose at this point. But it didn’t. That is when Paul said he was exhausted and told Craig he was going to bed. He didn’t say anything to me, he simply gave me a look that I read as I could do whatever I wanted. Whether I wanted to come to bed or see if anything else would happen with Craig, it was all up to me. I simply told him I would come to bed soon I just wanted to finish my drink. Conveniently it was just refilled moments earlier by Craig. After Paul went inside, Craig and I sat and talked about the snorkeling we had done and some other details of the trip. Soon into the conversation he began to play footsie with me using his feet to touch mine as well as rub them up and down my legs. He started to tell me how he couldn’t stop thinking about our tryst and how he was constantly thinking about it. At that point I decided I wanted more as well. Without him noticing I casually moved my romper a bit to the side so he could see my pink thong if he looked. Soon after he noticed, I could see that it really turned him on. He switched seats so that he was now next to me instead of across from me. That’s when he just blurted out that we should go for a walk down to the water. The back of the house where we were staying was on the beach. While the yard was dark, it wouldn’t have been hard for anyone to see if they got out of bed and looked out the window. So I got up without saying anything and started walking into the darkness. When we got just far enough away he sat on the sand. He pulled me over to him and made me straddle him standing. He began to kiss my thighs. He soon pulled my romper and thong to the side and began licking me. I was dripping wet and he noticed. He said you really wanted this didn’t you. I said it is obvious isn’t it. He continued to lick and suck on my clit while he used 1 and then 2 fingers to penetrate me. I started to moan loud enough that he had to shush me. As he sucked harder and fingered me with more force I came on his face. I tried to push his face off of me but he kept going until finally I had to really use a lot of force to disconnect him from my clit. He got up and we started to make out. I reached for his dick which was hard from the moment we got up and walked toward the beach. I stroked it as we kissed. I then dropped to my knees and started to give him head. I was really enjoying it. It was slow and sensual. As I picked up the pace he said he wanted to fuck because he was going to cum soon. But I said not yet and slowed down. I began to use my hand slowly while I recounted how great he made me cum the other day. I told him I was thinking about him in the shower this morning when I got myself off with the shower head. Finally he couldn’t take it. He pulled away, bent down and pulled me up to my feet. He took off my romper and pulled my thong to the side. We were standing face to face once he slouched down a bit. He took my leg and lifted it with one arm and then took his dick and put it inside me and began to fuck me. It was a position I have certainly tried but not one my husband often performs. I am not sure why because I really enjoyed him kissing and fucking me while we stood face to face. I like how hard he was holding my ass and using his finger around my ass as well. I was so wet down there that it all felt great. He lasted all of a minute before his breathing was really heavy and he informed me he was about to cum. I dropped to my knees and took him in my mouth. He came with numerous spurts and I made sure to take it all. When he was completely done, I spit it out on the sand between us and accidentally got some on my chest. He thought it was the hottest thing. He wanted to take a picture but I said no. After putting on my romper we walked back and said good night. When I got inside I woke up Paul and he was so excited. I told him what had just happened and he ravaged me right then.

While Craig Paul and myself remain friends it was the last time we have been together sexually. We see each other in platonic settings and we even text each other about all kinds of things. But we had a great couple experiences together and it’s probably best we finish on a high note.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/emfty0/fm_the_trip_i_slept_with_my_husbands_best_friend