My Best Friend’s Girlfriend (Part 4) [MF]

It had been 3 weeks since I last saw Hazel.

Jack had been busy with work, so we only had time to visit a few times a week. However, Hazel was always strangely absent.

“She’s out with her friends right now,” he’d say sometimes. “She’s feeling sick. She had to work overtime.”

Whatever the real reason was, Hazel clearly did not want to see me. I couldn’t blame her—after what we had done, she probably needed some more time to think about things.

I was heading home from Jack’s house one night when I realized I had left my phone behind. It wasn’t a big deal—I could pick it up tomorrow morning.

Once I had woken up the next day and gotten ready, I drove over to his place. I had risen rather late, but there was still a chance he hadn’t left yet.

I quickly went up to his door and gave it a loud knock. After a few seconds, I heard footsteps approaching.

The door opened and I saw Hazel standing in front of me, looking like she had just woken up. She was wearing extremely small shorts that barely made it over her ass and a crop top that exposed the bottom of her tits. Clearly, she wasn’t wearing a bra.

Her face flushed at the sight of me, and I fought hard to not get erect at her sight. She didn’t open the door to invite me in, expecting me to state my reason for arriving.

“I left my phone here last night,” I said, the tension in the air thickening. “Is Jack home?”

“He had to go to work,” she replied, not looking me in the eyes. “Don’t worry, I’ll go and grab it.”

I put my hand on the door, opening it further to let myself in. Hazel’s face turned to shock as she stepped back.

“Don’t trouble yourself over it, alright?” I reassured her. “I’ll get it myself.”

She said nothing as I entered the house and walked towards their living room. I heard her footsteps behind me, showing that she was following me into the room.

“I saw your phone this morning, so I gave it to Jack so he could deliver it to you on the way to work,” she said softly, clearly feeling awkward. “He was in a rush, though, so he left it in our bedroom.”

I nodded, not turning back to face her. I walked into the open bedroom and examined the room quickly. The bed hadn’t been made, yet lacked any wrinkles or signs of wear. Jack couldn’t have left long ago, so the two of them likely didn’t have an eventful morning.

I stopped in the middle of the room, feigning looking around but in reality gazing at Hazel out of the corner of my eye. I could see her nipples erect and poking through her crop top, but she and Jack clearly didn’t have sex this morning…

Was she getting turned on by the sight of me?

I felt my cock harden in my pants, and I turned my body completely away from Hazel to hide it. However, I wasn’t quick enough, and I glimpsed her face turn red at the sight of it.

“Hey, Aaron..” she said softly. I turned my head to face her, not turning my body just in case she really hadn’t seen my boner.

She was walking towards the bedroom door, putting her hand on it. Her eyes were glued to the floor.

“Never mind,” she whispered, shaking her head.

After a long silence, I turned back to the desk and found my phone resting atop it. I grabbed it and hurriedly hid it in my pockets before turning back to leave. 

Hazel’s eyes widened as her eyes drifted down to me, and I realized I had completely forgotten about hiding my boner.

“Uh- sorry about that,” I said awkwardly, hurrying towards the door. “Thanks for letting me get my phone.”

Hazel stood there, staring at me in silence by the door. As I approached, she took her hand and shut the door, stopping me from leaving.

“Hazel?” I asked, feeling my cock harden even more in my jeans.

“You know, it’s been a while since we last saw each other…” she whispered seductively. “You should spend some more time here with me…”

Her arms felt their way onto my waist, holding me still. I opened my mouth to speak, but not a single word left.

Hazel smiled. “C’mon, we’ve already done it once, what’s one more time? Clearly, you want it again, too.” Her eyes motioned down towards the bulge in my pants.

I stammered, trying to get out a single word. She put a finger to my mouth, signaling me to be quiet.

“It’s alright, Aaron,” she whispered. “You look so stressed. Let me help you release some of it…”

She got down on her knees as her hands grabbed the hem of my pants. She slowly lifted them down, letting my hard cock free into the air.

“Goddamn it, I’ve been waiting for this for so long,” she said as I took my pants fully off of my legs. Once again, I was doubting my decision, but I couldn’t care less anymore.

Hazel placed her mouth on the tip of my cock, stroking me lightly as if to tease me. Then, before I could expect it, she took off her hand and began bobbing up and down as fast as she could on my shaft, covering every inch in her saliva as she deepthroated me over and over.

I groaned loud, throwing my head back as my hips began lightly thrusting into her mouth. She moaned onto my cock as I did so, showing her enjoyment to me taking control.

She released her head off of my shaft and gasped for air, stroking my cock to bring me pleasure instead.

“Fuck my mouth, Aaron,” she moaned, putting her head back onto my shaft but not moving it.

I grabbed the back of her head and thrusted my cock deep into her throat, making her groan loud onto it. I pulled my cock all the way back, until only the tip was still inside her mouth, and thrusted it back into her.

I sped up my thrusting, silencing each of her moans by filling her mouth with my cock. No girl had ever been submissive enough to let me do this to them, but it felt great. Every inch of my shaft was being stroked by her mouth, covered in it’s warm wetness.

My cock began reaching deeper and deeper into her throat with each thrust. Her eyes began to water but she began moving her head along with my thrusts, getting my cock deeper into her.

I grabbed her hair and fucked her throat vigorously, lost in the pleasure I was experiencing from my best friend’s girlfriend. She began gagging, tapping on my legs to signal me to stop. I pulled out of her, letting waves of saliva fall out as she caught her breath.

“Again…” she gasped.

I grabbed her face and thrusted my cock back inside of her, my cock throbbing inside her mouth. As badly as I wanted to cum, fucking her throat just felt too good for me to stop.

I thrusted as fast I could, her mouth gobbling me up over and over. I felt my cock harden and throb as my balls began to tighten—I didn’t have much longer.

I pulled my cock out of her, as she tried hungrily grabbing it back. I wasn’t going to finish just yet—I wanted to fuck her first.

One look into Hazel’s eyes showed that she shared the same desire as me.

“Get on the bed,” she instructed. I was taken back—Hazel was extremely submissive, so it was out of character for her to instruct me. Nevertheless, I layed down, and watched her hurriedly remove her shorts, leaving her in just her skimpy panties and a crop top.

I was about to get up, but she put my head down. Hazel jumped onto the bed and her hands grabbed onto my cock. She got on top of me and moved her panties to the side, not even bothering to take them off. Without warning, she plunged her entire body down onto my shaft.

We both groaned simultaneously, me having not expected this. She wasted no time in bouncing on me, getting all the way up so only my tip remained before letting my entire shaft sink into her in one motion.

With each bounce she moaned loud, her tits bouncing out of her crop top and exposing her hard nipples to me. My hands found their way to her hips and guided her as she bounced her perfectly shaped ass onto me.

I had forgotten just how good her pussy felt on me. It was gripping me even tighter and stroking me even faster than before, as if it had been desiring me for a long time.

“Oh fuck, Aaron…” Hazel moaned loud, her eyes rolling back into her head and she bounced faster. “Damn it, for the past three weeks I’ve been wishing for you to fuck me again and it’s all my mind can think about.”  

Her pace quickened, my cock hardening inside her and touching her wet walls with each plunge. “I’m sorry for taking control, I just couldn’t hold myself back any fucking longer. You can punish me and fuck me as hard as you like afterwards, just let me take control right now.”

With that, she grabbed onto my shirt and grinded her hips on mine, throwing her head back and screaming in pleasure. Her pussy began tightening even more on me as I felt her body shake.

Before she could orgasm, I grabbed her shoulders and pulled her down on top of me. I grabbed her ass and held it in place as I thrusted up into her, my balls hitting her ass with each thrust making that beautiful clapping sound. Her moans quickened and increased in volume as her insides tightened as much as they could around my cock, engulfing it in their warm wetness.

Her hands gripped my shoulders, keeping her in place as her tits swayed in front of my face, begging to be played with. I continued thrusting hard into her as I brought one hand up to remove her crop top, letting her boobs free.

I placed my mouth on one, playing with it with my tongue, while my hand caressed and squeezed the other one. Hazel’s moans turned into shouts and screams that I thought would wake up all the neighbors. Her body began shaking even more as her grip on me tightened.

“I’m gonna come!” she screamed, as her pussy erupted onto my cock, which was still thrusting hard into her. Her wet juices covered every inch of my shaft and soaked the bedsheets, which were always dry—it seems like only I was able to make her squirt like this.

Within moments, I felt my cock throb once again inside of her as my balls tightened. This time around, I wouldn’t be able to hold myself back.

Hazel looked down at me, clearly feeling my throbbing cock inside of her. “I’m not on birth control…” she whispered.

I groped her tits hard as she moaned loud, my cock slamming into her over and over, not wanting to pull out until the last minute. Once it felt like I wouldn’t be able to hold myself back, I pulled out, pushing her down onto the bed and placing my cock on top of her face as load after load of cum shot out.

After a few loads, I thought that was it, but my hips kept thrusting as more and more cum released onto her face, covering it. She moaned loud, smiling as if getting covered in cum was her greatest desire. Seeing her like this made my now-soft cock almost harden once more—I was living out my greatest fantasies and she was wearing my semen on her face.

We both sat there in silence once more, catching our breath and knowing that our one-time hookup was no longer going to be one-time. We both enjoyed each other too much to stop.

Hazel ran her fingers along her face, letting the cum drip onto her hands as she licked it off.

“So much…” she whispered. “You must have really enjoyed me…”

She was clearly getting turned on once more, her pussy swollen and wet and anticipating more. She crawled over to me, but before we could go for a round 2, her phone went off on the nearby counter.

Hazel quickly grabbed the phone, and her eyes widened.

“It’s Jack,” she whispered. “He wants to FaceTime me.”

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