The time I [F] fucked my friend’s fiancé behind her back. [FM]

Back in the fall of 2015 , I had been fucking my friend’s fiance behind her back. They had an arranged marriage and shortly after the engagement, their families started encouraging them to spend time together to get to know each other. My friend used to be my subordinate at work but she quit after the match was made. She said she wanted to be a mom, while working part time for her fiancés family business. Both of their families were very wealthy.

A few days before she quit, she introduced me to the guy. We’ll call him K . He was tall, around 6 feet, well spoken, polite and very handsome. As we chatted I knew I wanted him in my bed. In order to make this happen I’d have to get close to the girl. We’ll call her C.

Up until this moment, we had a friendly boss/employee relationship. But now I began to get extra friendly. I made it a point to call her often and ask how the wedding preparations were going. I consoled when she expressed nervousness, even agreed to help her pick out lingerie for the honeymoon, as her other friends were inexperienced in this department. She confided in me that her fiance had expressed his desire to get physical before they got married. But she being the goody goody Indian girl wanted to wait till they got married. So now I knew that my target was sexually frustrated. Perfect! I advised her to stick to her values and to not give in. Sex would be so much better when they did it in their marital bed, along with a load of other bullshit. She thanked me for such sound advice. All of her other friends had been saying things like “hay…. maybe a handjob…its not *real* sex”. She decided she was going to ignore them and wait for her wedding night. Such a good girl!

I also suggested that we have the lingerie delivered to my apartment so she wouldn’t have to be embarrassed in front of her parents. She agreed. By now I had met K several times. Each time C was distracted or left us alone for a while , I flirted with him and made it clear that I thought he was hot. He too didn’t hold back and on one occasion he said “if only I’d met you before I got engaged…” . I also had his phone number.

A few days after my conversation with C , I called K and asked him to come over to my place, but not to tell anyone. Especially not C. She had ordered some lingerie for their honeymoon and I thought it would be a good idea for him to have a look so I can convince her to replace the ones he didn’t like. He hesitated for a second, but then said “OK , sure”. The trap was set.

He came to my apartment that evening and I was ready. I answered the door in a black silk robe that barely covered my ass. He greeted me as he entered and asked about the lingerie. I said “it looks something like this” as I dropped my robe , revealing my black lace, see through bra and panties. His jaw dropped. He didn’t know what to do or say. So I put my arms around his neck and tried to kiss him. He put on a token resistance (“I can’t do this, I’m engaged……etc. etc). As I placed my hand on his cock I told him not to fight this. I told him I knew he wasn’t getting any action and that he deserves. It would be our little secret. All the while I could feel his cock harden underneath my touch. Finally, our lips locked. After a hot kissing session during which I removed his shirt and my bra, revealing my 36 D tits, we went into my bedroom.

I took off my panties and lay down on the bed. Teasing my clit with one hand, I told him to taste me. He did and there was no going back for him. We fucked for hours. I did things to him that no other woman had done before (at least that’s what he told me).

We now began to fuck whenever we could. K’s body was amazing and I really enjoyed having it naked between my legs. We tried different kinds of positions, and various dirty sex acts. I’d suck him but wouldn’t let him come for a long time. I took him into my ass. Swallowed his cum. Had him tit fuck me. Tied him up and rubbed my tits all over his oiled up body and so much more.Meanwhile, C raved to me about how he had stopped pestering her for sex and had agreed to wait for their wedding night. I wonder why?!

I really wanted to be able to fuck him or at least suck him off on his wedding day. But my work commitments kept me from going to the wedding. I did make it to the reception though. But didn’t get a chance to do something to him. While on his honeymoon with C , he texted me several times a day. He would describe all the dirty things we would do when he got back.

However, by now we’d been fucking for a few months and I had gotten bored with him. So when he got back , I broke it to him very gently that it was over. He begged me to reconsider and confessed that I was the best fuck he’d every had. But I didn’t see the point in continuing this as I had used him thoroughly. I told him to either find someone else or just stick to fucking C. Either way, we were done.

He texted me a few more times asking If we could have just one more night together, but I told him to just move on.

K wasn’t particularly skilled in bed , but he had an above average cock a handsome face and a great body. This along with the clandestine nature of our fling is what made it so hot for me. But, it got old pretty soon.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/cmbj6g/the_time_i_f_fucked_my_friends_fiancé_behind_her