[M]y Wife’s virgin best [F]riend is secretly a slut. Part Two

[Part one](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/j04j9w/my_wifes_innocent_best_friend_is_secretly_a_slut/)

My Wife and I had recently started trying for kids. We tracked her body temperature, I took a handle full of vitamins every morning to help with fertility and we waited until she was ovulating to have sex.

It had been 11 days since I had last cum. And when Hope pulled both of my full balls into her mouth while vigorously strocking my cock I was on the verge of emptying them.

I still had a firm grasp on the roots of her hair and swiftly pulled her off me just in time. My cock pulsed, my core muscles clenched and I somehow managed to hold back the wave of pleasure Hope had conjured inside me.

When I finally relaxed a stream of precum dripped to the floor. Hope quickly dropped to her knees and lapped up my puddle of cum.

I looked down at the seemingly innocent young girl my Wife first introduced me to a few years ago. Hope’s big blue eyes staring back up at me.

[M]y Wife’s innocent best friend is secretly a slut. Part One

My Wife grew up in a small town. There was one Christian high school and her best friends Dad was the local pastor. I grew up religious as well and my Wife and I waited until we were married before having sex. Controlling our urges while we were dating and engaged was some of the hardest but also the sexiest moments of my life.

The reason I’m telling you this is because it’s not easy being a virgin now-a-days. Hookup culture and sex in the media make you feel like you’re missing out by waiting. So much so that even the pastors daughter struggles with what her tight young body wants and what her mind has been forced to believe.

This story is about my Wife’s best friend Hope. She’s almost the exact opposite of my Wife in the looks department. Hope has shoulder length dirty blonde hair that frames her pretty face and soft pink lips.

My Wife is on the bigger side and I love her curves but Hopes tight little body was hard to ignore.
She often spent the night at our place and while she dressed modestly in public during the day once she slipped into her pajamas and relaxed it was another story.