con mi amigo , por celos de mi pareja

A long time ago I had an argument with my partner about the intentions of my best friend Diego towards me. We met in kindergarten. We shared our childhood, youth, and adolescence. When we were little, we would play at being boyfriends and kiss each other with innocent little pecks. As time went by, my body began to grow and transform into a woman's body, Diego was always by my side, taking care of me, noticing my changes. If someone broke my heart, if someone hurt me, Diego would always give me his shoulder to cry on, his ear to listen, and his bed to sleep together and dry my tears. We're better friends and sex wasn't part of our relationship. That night the argument with my partner started trying to convince him for the hundredth time that Diego was harmless, that he had no sexual interest in me. We argued a lot, we said hurtful things, lies that wound, words used in moments of anger, screams, when one thinks only of hurting their opponent. And as expected. After the argument, I called Diego. I explained what had happened and he offered to talk to my partner but didn't seem like the right moment. He asked me to come over, I needed to see him. My boyfriend, after the argument, showered and, as was his Friday night routine, lay down on the couch to watch his favorite football team, that was like a balm for him. I suppose it calmed him down watching several men dispute a ball for 90 minutes. I never understood football. I took advantage of his anger and the game, and I went to meet Diego. Obviously he couldn't come to my house and I couldn't go to his since his mother was visiting and we wouldn't have had privacy to talk. He drove by me in his car. I was waiting for him at the corner. We went to a distant park about 30 blocks from my house. It was night, a summer night that invited conversation and good company. Diego is a beautiful person, I love him very much and he loves me just as much, we take care of each other, he hasn't had luck in love, the women who shared his life never understood our relationship and were jealous, they would leave. Diego has everything I was looking for in a partner... but he's my friend. We never had sex. Until that night. We arrived at the park, parked his car. He offered me a cigarette, lit it, and just listened to me... Mariano is an idiot, he thinks you want me. He says you look at my breasts, when you hug me you look at my ass. That there's no friendship between men and women. That he can't believe I haven't slept with him yet, blah blah blah I was talking nonstop. I talked fast and almost without breathing, I was suffocating from so many words that sounded stupid in my mouth but felt better in my head. Diego listened to me spit out the words and looked at me fixedly in the eyes as a sensual smile formed on his face. When I finally breathed and fell silent, with a sensual voice he had never used before, he asked me why do you think those are rare ideas? My body reacted to that situation, I felt my vagina lubricate, centered my gaze on his mouth and how he moved his lips when speaking, as if time stood still, his voice sweetened my ears saying something I didn't know and an impulse made me climb onto him, holding his beautiful face and biting his plump lips. How well he kisses! The taste of his mouth was soft and sweet. His perfumed neck, warm. Quickly I took his penis, ran my thong off, introduced it into me and started moving my hips, I was very excited, my friend was handsome and my partner was watching soccer. He was cheating and that excited me even more. Reaching my first orgasm was almost immediate. When he took off my shirt, I felt his lips on my breasts, his teeth on my nipples and his hands on my ass, I reached the second orgasm. The pleasure was constant, our moans mixed together, his chest thundering with passion, totally committed to that man and willing to do anything, I gave him my ass, almost a virgin.

His large penis, completely inside me, moved smoothly like with care.

And while our lips were meeting in a kiss, our moans joined together, his hands explored my body entirely, his penis took my ass.

I feel the explosion of his ejaculation inside me, like an eruption in my ass and electricity invades my body, making me shudder with pleasure until I'm left motionless for a few seconds and convulsing again from pleasure. The peace returns.

I feel the relaxation of his chest against mine.

I return to my seat.

I light a cigarette and adjust my hair.

Diego kisses me and asks me not to argue anymore, that it doesn't make sense.

I returned home, my partner was still watching soccer.

He never knew about Diego, with whom we remained better friends.