It's been a while since I've had the urge to write and honestly, I don't know what experience to share this time.
I already told you how I ended up with two of my cousins, my two best friends, and my early days in writing with the stories that my then mother-in-law made me.
I'm going to try to write about the experience I had with my wife's best friend (ex-wife, actually, today).
There's something about what's forbidden that heats us up so much more. Once you know that fire, it's impossible not to search for it, I think. Although if you've read my stories, you know that many times I thought they were just products of my imagination, since they're isolated situations with people you frequent and then act as if nothing happened. Especially when it comes to family. One is also realistic and knows the danger of losing a relationship with someone or having something known. The thrill is being reciprocated by that someone. Many times the thrill corresponds and we get a little heated, but one of us doesn't want to take the next step, and you have to know how to understand.
Well.
My ex-wife from back then, who I had distanced myself from and later lived with at her house and rekindled our relationship, already had her life set up like mine. At first, we shared a house because I didn't have one, but later I got my own place and so did she. We had a relationship in separate houses, although many times she would stay for a few days at my place or I at hers.
She worked double shifts at a restaurant, and in that set-up was Claudia, the waitress from there, already converted into her best friend. Someone who introduced me when I lived with her. Claudia was 38 years old, had blonde hair, girl, no tits, but very beautiful and an ass spectacular enough to put on a poster. She looked like she was 20 if you only looked at her butt.
Claudia liked using tights and tight clothes, she was a girl, her job in part was to be nice, flirting with clients and getting away with everything that comes with it, including old men who wanted to lift her up, or guys making all kinds of proposals.
They talked about this at dinner at my wife's house where I met her, we had some beers. I always felt tension, always was a bit of a prude when talking in double meanings. At the time, I was a bit more careful. Now I know I'm a jerk.
Sometimes I'd see a glance or she'd get nervous and look for something, or throw something away, but I always saw it as part of her personality. I lived like that, as I said before, flirting.
Time passed. My wife would spend days at her place. She lived just around the corner from where I lived. She had been in a relationship, moved out but stayed close by.
One day they broke up and she started frequenting my wife's house more often.
I'm not sure if it was because I wasn't very alert or if something changed at some point, but like all the stories I've told, I never realized anything could happen. I was stuck between respect and knowing it was something forbidden.
Many times, I'd have dinner with them and go home. On occasion, she'd be in a relationship, and I'd take her on my motorcycle, since we lived just two blocks away.
It was always very cordial until that time when they broke up, and then she started hugging me more. She'd tell me I had the cold, for example, and I'd give her my jacket halfway through. She'd always say she admired what her friend had, that he was a gentleman. Maybe subtle comments...
I started feeling softer hugs and she'd squeeze me tighter each time, asking if it bothered me.
On one of those occasions, I remember she put her hands very softly under my jacket, I recall that sensation and how in that moment, it seemed intentional... But it wasn't an easy situation. Nor did I know if my wife was sending her to test me.
I remembered that ass and started dedicating blowjobs to her. I began being...
part of my fantasy. I don't want to bore you. We started writing on whatssap. We started having some fights with my wife. The truth is that I thought she was going crazy and it was evident. And then Claudia, after talking a lot, about her admiration towards me, confessed that she was cuck, but didn't want drama. So everything was fine, I started my personal duel. But I still stayed in that relationship.
One morning, talking a lot, I confessed to her that I was jacking off thinking of her and that it made her ass hot. She was surprised, but though she didn't say so, she liked it. I treated the topic as normal.
Following that chat, I told her that even if I knew how to respect her, in this context, I could sleep with her without touching her hair. Then a game or duel started, where she would tell me no, it was impossible.
I thought if I could hold out while she slept in thong and I said yes. I had good self-control.
It ended in a challenge where she came to bed. It was late, we went to sleep. She wore leggings... We talked a bit... Decided to sleep. She played her cards... Put herself on her side like for me to finger her...
I looked back and she said: You can hug me, you're not doing anything...
I hugged her, made a lot of effort not to fall into what was happening.
Fifteen minutes later, under the sheets, she took off her thong... And said: We agreed that I could sleep in thong, right?
Yes, I said. Smiled...
I grabbed her leggings and lifted the sheets to leave them on the lamp table. The streetlights outside shone through the window, so for a second I could see the red lace thong she had stuck... My cock started standing up... I made an effort to lower it but it was growing... Moved my butt a little, I kept hugging her but quiet.
I couldn't take it anymore and jumped out of bed, and that's when things got better...
Claud: Son of a slut, you can't be so chivalrous, I can't take it anymore. I took off my boxers and she sucked my cock... I had a way of sucking the cock that was killing me, spitting out the cock and blowing air against it, licking it like I was desperate and eating it. I'd alternate... (you don't know how hard my cock is while I'm telling you this).
Me: Ufff, daughter of a slut .. What a beautiful slut ...
Clau: You don't know how much I wanted to eat this cock...
Uff friends, listening to my wife's best friend say that while I was getting the best blow job of my life was a lot, it was to fill her with cum. Slut and talkative... I like talking a lot and it gets me hot when there's back and forth...
She sucked like crazy, knew how to play, went up and down on the cum until I couldn't take it anymore...
Me: I want to fuck you, but first let me suck your pussy...
I grabbed her hand and took her to my pussy...
Clau: I'm all wet now, look...
We were all soaked friends, there was no sense of a woman so wet, at the gushers...
I grabbed her, pulled her to the bed and came inside her... Ufff, tight pussy...
Clau: Uuuuuffff,.. What a cock son of a puta
Ahhhh ahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhh...
She was screaming like crazy... It was a pleasure to fuck her. I felt my cock, balls and part of my belly getting wet...
I had finished... I wanted to get out but grabbed her to make her stay... She came again... Ufff, what a wild ride...
Me: Come on, slut, get down on all fours, let me see that ass that makes me come so many times...
Clau got down on all fours immediately...
Clau: Yes? Did you make yourself come? What did you imagine? Did you want to fill it with cum?
Ufff, I was getting hotter and hotter, daughter of a slut...
I kept her in the position for a good while until I got tired... (No, I'm not a great fucker)...
I lay down next to her and made her suck my cock again... She told me she would but didn't want to take it, that she didn't like the cum...
I told her there was no drama, that I'd warn her...
She started blowing, spitting, licking and eating the cock again, all alternately... Her head was bobbing up and down like a pro... making that with my wife's best friend would be an imminent explosion... I'm done... Clau: Ufff, are you going to give me a blow job? Uuuuy, what a slut I am, my friend's husband is going to give me all the blow jobs... A hd, explode, but for my surprise she ate it, was in it when my cum flooded her throat, took a lot of cum, kept sucking and with the last jets spat them on my cock and went back to sucking.... A real slut ..., She took it all until there was nothing left... I: Wasn't it that you were taking it? Clau laughed. Son of a slut, it's the first time, I don't like it, but this one I love...
I already told you how I ended up with two of my cousins, my two best friends, and my early days in writing with the stories that my then mother-in-law made me.
I'm going to try to write about the experience I had with my wife's best friend (ex-wife, actually, today).
There's something about what's forbidden that heats us up so much more. Once you know that fire, it's impossible not to search for it, I think. Although if you've read my stories, you know that many times I thought they were just products of my imagination, since they're isolated situations with people you frequent and then act as if nothing happened. Especially when it comes to family. One is also realistic and knows the danger of losing a relationship with someone or having something known. The thrill is being reciprocated by that someone. Many times the thrill corresponds and we get a little heated, but one of us doesn't want to take the next step, and you have to know how to understand.
Well.
My ex-wife from back then, who I had distanced myself from and later lived with at her house and rekindled our relationship, already had her life set up like mine. At first, we shared a house because I didn't have one, but later I got my own place and so did she. We had a relationship in separate houses, although many times she would stay for a few days at my place or I at hers.
She worked double shifts at a restaurant, and in that set-up was Claudia, the waitress from there, already converted into her best friend. Someone who introduced me when I lived with her. Claudia was 38 years old, had blonde hair, girl, no tits, but very beautiful and an ass spectacular enough to put on a poster. She looked like she was 20 if you only looked at her butt.
Claudia liked using tights and tight clothes, she was a girl, her job in part was to be nice, flirting with clients and getting away with everything that comes with it, including old men who wanted to lift her up, or guys making all kinds of proposals.
They talked about this at dinner at my wife's house where I met her, we had some beers. I always felt tension, always was a bit of a prude when talking in double meanings. At the time, I was a bit more careful. Now I know I'm a jerk.
Sometimes I'd see a glance or she'd get nervous and look for something, or throw something away, but I always saw it as part of her personality. I lived like that, as I said before, flirting.
Time passed. My wife would spend days at her place. She lived just around the corner from where I lived. She had been in a relationship, moved out but stayed close by.
One day they broke up and she started frequenting my wife's house more often.
I'm not sure if it was because I wasn't very alert or if something changed at some point, but like all the stories I've told, I never realized anything could happen. I was stuck between respect and knowing it was something forbidden.
Many times, I'd have dinner with them and go home. On occasion, she'd be in a relationship, and I'd take her on my motorcycle, since we lived just two blocks away.
It was always very cordial until that time when they broke up, and then she started hugging me more. She'd tell me I had the cold, for example, and I'd give her my jacket halfway through. She'd always say she admired what her friend had, that he was a gentleman. Maybe subtle comments...
I started feeling softer hugs and she'd squeeze me tighter each time, asking if it bothered me.
On one of those occasions, I remember she put her hands very softly under my jacket, I recall that sensation and how in that moment, it seemed intentional... But it wasn't an easy situation. Nor did I know if my wife was sending her to test me.
I remembered that ass and started dedicating blowjobs to her. I began being...
part of my fantasy. I don't want to bore you. We started writing on whatssap. We started having some fights with my wife. The truth is that I thought she was going crazy and it was evident. And then Claudia, after talking a lot, about her admiration towards me, confessed that she was cuck, but didn't want drama. So everything was fine, I started my personal duel. But I still stayed in that relationship.
One morning, talking a lot, I confessed to her that I was jacking off thinking of her and that it made her ass hot. She was surprised, but though she didn't say so, she liked it. I treated the topic as normal.
Following that chat, I told her that even if I knew how to respect her, in this context, I could sleep with her without touching her hair. Then a game or duel started, where she would tell me no, it was impossible.
I thought if I could hold out while she slept in thong and I said yes. I had good self-control.
It ended in a challenge where she came to bed. It was late, we went to sleep. She wore leggings... We talked a bit... Decided to sleep. She played her cards... Put herself on her side like for me to finger her...
I looked back and she said: You can hug me, you're not doing anything...
I hugged her, made a lot of effort not to fall into what was happening.
Fifteen minutes later, under the sheets, she took off her thong... And said: We agreed that I could sleep in thong, right?
Yes, I said. Smiled...
I grabbed her leggings and lifted the sheets to leave them on the lamp table. The streetlights outside shone through the window, so for a second I could see the red lace thong she had stuck... My cock started standing up... I made an effort to lower it but it was growing... Moved my butt a little, I kept hugging her but quiet.
I couldn't take it anymore and jumped out of bed, and that's when things got better...
Claud: Son of a slut, you can't be so chivalrous, I can't take it anymore. I took off my boxers and she sucked my cock... I had a way of sucking the cock that was killing me, spitting out the cock and blowing air against it, licking it like I was desperate and eating it. I'd alternate... (you don't know how hard my cock is while I'm telling you this).
Me: Ufff, daughter of a slut .. What a beautiful slut ...
Clau: You don't know how much I wanted to eat this cock...
Uff friends, listening to my wife's best friend say that while I was getting the best blow job of my life was a lot, it was to fill her with cum. Slut and talkative... I like talking a lot and it gets me hot when there's back and forth...
She sucked like crazy, knew how to play, went up and down on the cum until I couldn't take it anymore...
Me: I want to fuck you, but first let me suck your pussy...
I grabbed her hand and took her to my pussy...
Clau: I'm all wet now, look...
We were all soaked friends, there was no sense of a woman so wet, at the gushers...
I grabbed her, pulled her to the bed and came inside her... Ufff, tight pussy...
Clau: Uuuuuffff,.. What a cock son of a puta
Ahhhh ahhh ahhhhhhhhhhhh...
She was screaming like crazy... It was a pleasure to fuck her. I felt my cock, balls and part of my belly getting wet...
I had finished... I wanted to get out but grabbed her to make her stay... She came again... Ufff, what a wild ride...
Me: Come on, slut, get down on all fours, let me see that ass that makes me come so many times...
Clau got down on all fours immediately...
Clau: Yes? Did you make yourself come? What did you imagine? Did you want to fill it with cum?
Ufff, I was getting hotter and hotter, daughter of a slut...
I kept her in the position for a good while until I got tired... (No, I'm not a great fucker)...
I lay down next to her and made her suck my cock again... She told me she would but didn't want to take it, that she didn't like the cum...
I told her there was no drama, that I'd warn her...
She started blowing, spitting, licking and eating the cock again, all alternately... Her head was bobbing up and down like a pro... making that with my wife's best friend would be an imminent explosion... I'm done... Clau: Ufff, are you going to give me a blow job? Uuuuy, what a slut I am, my friend's husband is going to give me all the blow jobs... A hd, explode, but for my surprise she ate it, was in it when my cum flooded her throat, took a lot of cum, kept sucking and with the last jets spat them on my cock and went back to sucking.... A real slut ..., She took it all until there was nothing left... I: Wasn't it that you were taking it? Clau laughed. Son of a slut, it's the first time, I don't like it, but this one I love...
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