Best Friend’s Wife
Part-1-of-6
The approach
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My best friend, Marcus and I have been friends since grade school. I even stood up for him at his wedding, and I have always gotten along really well with his wife, Linda.
I went through a pretty rough breakup about 8-months ago with my girlfriend, Susan. As a guy it was tough. Things weren’t working out well between us but instead of ending on a decent note, it blew up into a disaster. It was probably the toughest thing I’ve had to over come in a long, long time. Susan had been by my side through a lot. But when it came down to it I had to watch her walk away and try to do so with my head held high. Susan was an amazing person and even though I still think about her all the time, I keep telling myself that things happen for a reason. I’ve been trying to keep myself busy and meet new people, but it’s hard and it will be hard for a long time. I know that there’s nothing wrong with thinking about Susan, because after all, there must have been something I liked about her to have been with her in the first place. So I don’t think that I’ll ever forget her. The best that I’ll be able to do is to forgiver her and know that I made the best decision that I could at the time. And I know that things will get better in the long run. So, for now, I’d rather just have a break from any kind of serious dating.
I am in my late 20’s, 6-foot 3-inches tall, and have my own hair. I work out at the gym so I’m in good shape. Since I spend a lot of time in my car, I just treated myself to a very nice 120-k luxury car, so I don’t anticipate any problems meeting like-minded ladies. Actually I consider myself a master at separating women from their panties and am very comfortable with my 8-inch cock. I’m a man of all seasons, who can wear blue jeans or a tux and look at home in either one. I have a great smile and a quick wit. I’m relaxed and at ease with myself and I’m not afraid to either talk or to ask questions. I’m polite, courteous and have impeccable manners. I’m intelligent and can converse on a variety of subjects. Above all, when I pursue a woman I have a knack of making her feel like she was the only girl in the world. I like to refer to myself as hung like a black man, nose like an Italian, skin of a Hispanic, brains of an Asian, last name of a German.
Anyway, now Marcus’s wife, Linda figures that I’m available and wants to set me up with one of her single friends. The same goes with another buddy of mine who wants to set me up with his little sister. Because of my good job and my situation, everyone with a single friend or relative wants to set me up on a blind date. Over the weekend, I had a conversation with Linda where I declined her offer. As politely as possible, I told her that I wasn’t interested in a relationship with her friend.
Today, I met Linda for lunch so we could talk. When a woman ‘wants to talk’ it’s never good. Over lunch I explained to her again that I wasn’t interested in anything serious at the moment. Right now, I was only looking to meet someone for something more or less casual. With little hesitation, Linda suggested that we both take the afternoon off and go back to my place and discuss the situation in private. This shocked me. Linda was a beautiful lady and I’d always secretly had the ‘hots’ for her. I had to think about for a couple of minutes before telling her that I didn’t think this was a good idea. “Marcus is my best friend,” I told her, “And I couldn’t do that, but thanks for the offer.”
Undaunted, Linda just smiled and went back to eating her lunch. By dessert, one of her hands had worked its way casually up my thigh and was fondling my rapidly growing crotch. I was really freaking out. Once she’d made her offer, I’d hoped that I could handle things where Linda would leave happy. Then, hopefully, I was going to just leave things alone and not do or say anything else, maybe avoid the two of them for a while. I know that the cardinal rule is: that you do NOT interfere with another couple’s marriage. So far nothing, except for her hand in my lap, had happened. Marcus is my friend and who knows what will happen if Linda messes around with strange men and gets pregnant with someone else’s baby. But since I’m resisting Linda’s advances, it is none of my business. It will be on her conscience if she continues “trying to make her husband’s friends happy before leaving” or whatever nonsense she creates for herself. Unfortunately, it will not only be her problem, but Marcus’s problem as well. But since I’m not taking her up on it, it’s not mine.
I just hope Linda comes to her senses, drops the whole thing by herself and doesn’t say anything to Marcus or I’m going to lose my best buddy. I love my friend, Marcus but I haven’t done anything improper, so it’s not my problem. I’ve already decided to sit tight for a while; possibly staying away from them for a while may do some good. In the future, I’ll start keeping an eye on Linda and if I become suspicious of anything going on between her and some strange guy, I can tip Marcus off. I’ll tell him that I’d thought it was a fluke so didn’t want to needless alarm him back when she came on to me. It’s a double-edged sword because Marcus’s reaction might be, “If you were my friend, you would have told me,” rather than, “You did the right thing by staying out of our business and potentially alarming me over nothing.”
All of this sounded good rattling around in my head, but no one bothered to tell my rigid cock. It was already as hard as a rock and her hand was demanding more. I sat there trying unsuccessfully to keep a straight face so that the people around us wouldn’t know that I was getting jacked off under the table. I’d met most of her family so I knew that all the girls in Linda’s family were extremely pretty. Like Linda, her sisters, had all inherited their mother’s good looks and auburn hair. If the rumors were correct, Linda had also obviously inherited her mother’s wanton ways. Linda was basically a slightly younger, and slightly taller version of her mom. She stood 5-foot 6, with thick auburn hair, sultry green eyes, and round firm medium sized breasts and according to Marcus, has round brownish-red nipples that hardened like pencil erasers when she’s aroused. Linda has a small trim waist and a fantastic figure that complimented and was completed by her incredible ass and long tan legs. Plus, thanks to her years of cheerleading, Linda was in very good shape.
As I sat there staring at her nice red lips, I though about what a big ole clit that her plump lips indicated that she had. They say that big plump lips are an indication of a big clit, and small thin lips an indication of a small clit. They also say that redheads tend to be better in the bedroom than other women; that it is much easier to get a redhead to orgasm and that they tend to orgasm more and harder than their blonde and brunette sisters.
Oh boy, was I ever in a real pickle. Like it or not my friendship with Marcus, thanks to Linda, was probably already over. Linda, like all women, was probably a manipulative bitch. Given her brashness to have sex with me, her husband’s best friend, I can only assume that if I turn her down, she’ll use her wifely ploys to slowly turn him against me. I might as well just do her; at least that way I would have some leverage. Also maybe I’ll find out if what the say about a redhead‘s temperament and passion is true. Like they say, “Red on the head – fire in the furnace!”
Whether I do Linda or not, I don’t think I should tell Marcus. It sounds like perhaps they may be having some marital problems of their own that my best buddy isn’t telling me about. I’ll let them work it out on their own. Hopefully, Linda will have enough tact to not to tell Marcus, but either way, it looks like I’m the biggest victim here. I think I’ll stay away from them for a while until Linda’s emotions fade. Maybe pop over for a few minutes here and there, but don’t hang out for dinner or drinks or anything for a few weeks.
While all this has been running through my mind, Linda has been sitting all prim and proper eating her lunch. No one around us would have ever guessed that she had slyly taken my cock out and was casually stroking it while we chatted. I knew that I was lost when she leaned toward me and mischievously whispered, “Let’s face, we both know that you’re going to fuck me. So why don’t you put your cock away and let’s go to your apartment.”
Five minutes later, the check was paid and we were on the way to my apartment.
As we drove to my apartment my thoughts were swirling around in my head. On one hand I was telling myself that what I was about to do was wrong. Then I was telling myself that Linda was the aggressor and if it weren’t me fucking her it would be someone else. I reminded myself that I’m single and that since Susan and I broke up, I wasn’t getting enough regular sex. I have a buddy that I see all the time but were friends too, so it’s not always the sexual thing. We can get together and have a few beers, go on a hike, or go to a show and the topic of sex may not even come up. Then there are the few nights that we both have “the look.” I’ve never had a relationship-type feeling for her and our friendship is great, but I’m just not getting nearly enough sex. I require a lot, I know, because no one, not even Susan has really been able to keep up with me. I don’t want to go around sleeping with random women; I’m not into that but do want and need frequent sex and a lot of it.
So, if I like a woman’s warm skin pressed against me and wandering hands and lips and teeth and all the human things that go along with it, why cant I have a friend like Linda that always wants to have sex and then goes home to her husband while I go hang out with my crew afterwards. If someone truly wants something they can always justify their actions in their own minds. I know because I’m telling myself that Marcus is far better off if it’s me fucking Linda than he would be if it were a total stranger.
As soon as we walked into my apartment, Linda was kissing me. As I returned the kiss, I was surprised at the passion that I felt. The next moment we were in a close embrace and as Linda undid my trousers, she slipped her hand into the back and forced them down. My erection was clearly visible in my ‘tightie-whities’ as she placed her hand on my stomach and moved her hand down. In the meantime, I was busy licking and sucking her lovely erect nipples as she grasped my cock and started massaging it. I could tell by the look on her face that she was pleased with its thickness and length.
Suddenly Linda broke away from my embrace and dropped to her knees, pulling my shorts down at the same time. Then her warm mouth covered half my throbbing cock, making me gasp aloud. Once it was in, she started sucking and licking the ridge of my engorged cock.
Looking down, I could see my cock going in and out of her mouth. As she felt the signs of an ejaculation coming on, she started moving her mouth faster. Then suddenly, like magic, my balls erupted. My hot cum hit the back of her throat with such force that it made her cough. Her cough allowed some cum to escape at the corners of her mouth. Not wanting to let a single drop escape, Linda sucked faster. God, I love it when Linda swallows my cum. It seemed to have completed the scene, kind of like a cherry on top of the whipped cream, so to speak. I love it so much when girls swallow my cum that to make it taste better, I eat a lot of fruit. Pineapple is especially effective at making your cum taste good, so I’ve heard. Some guys’ cum tastes nasty, so instead of letting their guy cum in their mouths, a woman will let him give her a facial. Although it might have almost the same feeling to a guy as her swallowing his hot cum, I think that giving a girl a facial makes the guy feel superior and gives him a feeling of power.
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Not all girls …
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Best Friend’s Wife
Part-2-of-6
The follow through
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Not all girls like swallowing as much as Linda does. Some women think it is gross. Linda started sucking off her high school boyfriend’s cock and swallowing his cum. She thought it tasted great and has been swallowing ever since. She said that it sounds stupid but when she swallows a guy’s cum she feels like she’s ingesting part of his being. It’s such a powerful thing that when she tells a guy that she wants to taste and swallow him, it drives him so crazy that he cums almost immediately.
It just depends on the situation, but besides cumming in a girl’s mouth, sometimes I think it’s hot to see my cum shooting all over a girl’s body.
Pulling Linda to her feet, I lifted her in my arms and transported her into the living room and placed her brusquely on my sofa. After practically tearing her skirt as I stripped from her body, and forcefully ripped off her panties, I grabbed Linda’s ankles and pushed her knees against her chest as I pushed her thighs apart.
Now with hands firmly on her thighs, I knelt before her. I could feel the heat emanating from her pussy as I leaned forward and buried my face in it. After kissing and licking the delicate outer pink lips, I possessively moved my hands to her pussy. I used my thumbs to tenderly part her beautiful lips and inserted my tongue in her warm wet depth.
Once I got her excited, I started moving my tongue in and out her moist slit. After about five minutes of working my tongue in and out of her wet pussy I felt Linda tense up from excitement. As I continued to work to work on her pussy, I made it a point to stay away from her clit for the time being. I teasingly went past it and around it.
It wasn’t long until her breathing got heavy and I smelled the aroma of her excitement as her clit came out. Without lifting my face out of her pussy, I inhaled her aroma as I slowly nibbled, licked, and kissed my way up her tender lips to her blood-engorged clit. Knowing how very sensitive it was, I just barely put it between my lips and very lightly sucked on it. Being careful not to bite or do anything hard to it, I held Linda’s swollen clit gently between my soft lips until her legs began to shake. As I continue to gently suck, I felt Linda’s pussy pulsating around my tongue as powerful orgasms, one after another washed over her, drenching her hot pussy with even more of her exotic juices.
Through out our entire sexual encounter Linda kept up a barrage of dirty talk and name-calling. If I were sucking her clit too hard, she’d grab my head and yell out, “play nice!” Her verbal tirade was so infectious that I’d soon found myself becoming more verbal. She seemed to especially enjoy being called nasty names while we were in the midst of various sexual acts, names like bitch, slut, and whore. Several times I even called her a ‘fucking cunt’ and every time her eyes would light up like someone just gave her ice cream. It was a little weird, but she wore ‘fucking cunt’ around like a badge.
My lips made Linda’s pussy gush girl cum like a fire hydrant. Within two seconds my face was sopping wet with cum. Having Linda’s hot juice all over my face and in my mouth was so wickedly erotic that it had my head spinning. It was even more erotic when I moved up her body and started to slowly slide my cock deep into her hot pussy. She got so excited that she flicked out her tongue and lapped her own juices off my face. By judging my reaction as I watched her taste herself on me, I can only guess that she would be equally turned on by me tasting myself on her. That’s why I’ll go down on her after shooting my load inside of her. There’s always at least one more orgasm for her when I do that.
I made her shiver by slowly teasing her thighs with my warm breath and lithe tongue. Closing her eyes and easing her legs a little wider, Linda laid back inviting me to push my exploration further. My fingers met her lower lips at the same time my mouth met hers. As our lips touched, she put her arms around my neck and pulled me close. Just as she was becoming lost in the pleasure of my kiss, I nipped at her lower lip. She gasped in surprise at my gentle assault, and then suddenly my tongue was in her mouth. Linda groaned in pleasure as our tongues danced inside each other’s mouth. I knew then how much I wanted her, and the look in her eye told me that she wanted me too. As I watched, Linda reached down and guided the tip of my cock between the damp lips of her waiting pussy.
Continuing to tease her, I moved forward only enough to insert only the head of my cock. Once in, I moved it every so slowly in and out just enough to tease her. At the same time my hands were still playing with her erect nipples. When I finally eased forward and entered her completely, I felt Linda shudder as she let out a loud moan of pleasure. Our bodies were covered with sweat, but we could have cared less. Nothing mattered but that we were giving in to our wildest desires. As I placed my thumb on her clit to help guide my cock, my lips started teasing her nipples. I had never been so hot. Linda had her hands on my ass, pulling me deeper inside her with each thrust. I could tell by the way the walls of her pussy were squeezing my cock that she was about to explode. The increase in the tempo of our fucking and caused Linda’s breathing was getting louder and heaver. I began thrusting faster and harder. I could feel her muscles contracting around my cock and it was driving me insane. In a series of loud moans and sighs Linda began to cum. The contractions of her pussy took me above the edge and I exploded, shooting my hot load deep inside of her pussy.
After a few more frantic thrusts, Linda collapsed back onto the bed. It wasn’t long before I was spent and I collapsed on top of her sweat-covered body.
Linda and I must have fucked every way imaginable. Joining her in the shower, I started out by gently soaping up her entire luscious body, paying special attention to her perfect little butt and her firm breasts with their erect nipples. Then, while I was rinsing her off, I kissed and caressed every inch of her beautiful sexy wet body. Linda knew how much I loved her cute butt, and she dearly loved to tease me with it. So, after I gave her an orgasm with my mouth, Linda grabbed the towel rack for support, spread her long shapely legs and bent forward from her trim little waist giving me a view of her beautiful little butt and the pink slit in between. With a sigh of pleasure, I took the cheeks of her beautiful butt in the palm of hands my hands, and after almost giving myself an orgasm just by massaging them, put my hard cock between her legs. Her pussy was so hot — I could feel the heat radiating from it as I rubbed my cock against her outer lips. When Linda reached between her legs and inserted my cock between her swollen lips and into her pussy, it felt like my cock was encased in molten fire. It felt so awesome that I jammed my cock balls-deep into Linda’s sweet pussy. Then I grabbed her firmly by the hips and started fucking her dog-style. Suddenly my view blurred and what was happening in this bathtub became my entire universe. My entire being was focused on this one act. My only purpose in life was to fulfill my shameless lust with Linda’s fantastic body. It wasn’t long until I could hear Linda panting and moaning, “Oh mama, oh mama,” over and over. I couldn’t see her face, but I knew instinctively that was so filled with bliss that her eyes were glazed over and rolling back in her head. When Linda screamed out in orgasm it triggered a massive orgasm for me. An orgasm that was so colossal that I lost all feeling from the waist down. As I filled her tight pussy with my hot cum, my legs and knees went numb and I literally fell on my ass in the tub. It was the most powerful orgasm that I ever had in my life. I could feel my heart palpitating and I believe that’s the closest I’ll ever come in this life to both true euphoria and death. It left me so weak and helpless that all I could do was lie there in the tub with the water cascading down on me until my legs worked again. Linda was too weak to even help me up. All she could do was lean weakly against the wall and laugh at how funny I looked lying there. When I was able to get out of the tub, I was still so weak that I crawled onto the floor, where I then used the commode and sink to pull myself weakly to my feet.
For me, mind-blowing sex is usually accompanied by extreme physical exertion like this. It’s when I get dizzy, my upper teeth get sort of numb, and I can feel my heart pounding in my chest and I hear my pulse echoing in my ears. It often comes with some sort of extended sex while standing up, such as in the shower.
As Linda and I stumbled arm and arm back to my bedroom, I let my hand glide down her sleek body and cupped the cheeks of her incredible butt. Over the course of the last hour I‘d fallen in love with her beautiful apple butt. It’s funny, but as much as I grew to love Linda’s beautiful little butt, I was never into anal and wasn’t interested in fucking it. Although at her insistence and for her pleasure I did fuck her ass several times, I was content to just admire it, to kiss it, to lovingly caress it, and to even spank it. I loved to gently trace the curves of her hips with the palms of my hands, and to cover it with tiny nibbles and kisses as I traced the crease where her legs connected to her butt with my tongue. I could lay her on her stomach and then kiss and loving fondle and play with it for hours.
Entering my bedroom, I affectionately eased her down onto my bed. Once we’d snuggled comfortably in each other arms long enough to regain our strength, I started to lovingly kiss her. Linda knew what I wanted so without being told she turned over and got up on her hands and knees. With a silly little giggle, she was provocatively wiggling her beautiful bare ass at me as I got into position behind her. I rubbed my cockhead up and down her slit as I prepared to plunge into her. Then I thrust savagely into her, mounting her like a wild horse. My hands were locked firmly on Linda’s hips, holding her in place as reamed her furiously from behind. As I pounded in and out, I sometimes gave her a smack on the butt to see if she was receptive to a little more ‘roughness.’ The last couple of swats weren’t just love-pats, they left livid red finger marks. When my body started moving with a sudden taut urgency, my fingers dug cruelly into flesh, and my cock started moving faster and faster in the clutches of her wet pussy. With a loud sigh, I was thrusting wildly. The speed of my cock moving in and out of her womanhood was driving her into frenzy as it rushed her towards an orgasm.
With a loud groan of ecstasy, I erupted, my throbbing cock gushing massive gobs of hot spunk in her fiery pussy. The feel of my cum flooding her pussy sent Linda over the edge and intensified the power of her orgasm. As I held on, wave after wave of ecstasy swept over her.
Afterwards as we lay there gasping for breath, I ask Linda, “There’s something I’m curious about. You and Marcus seem to be happy and have a strong marriage. So, why are you was fucking around on him?”
“Is that cheating? I just consider sex with another person as just a different form of masturbation. It is mechanical and has no meaning other than sexual gratification. People would be a lot less stressed and a lot more marriages would last, if spouses realized that an affair is nothing more than masturbating with another person.”
Taking time to light a cigarette, Linda blew out some smoke, and then answered, “You’re like most people, you confuse sex with love. If Marcus and I love each other what does it hurt if he, or I, has sex with another person? Most married men and even women masturbate a lot. Is that cheating? I just consider sex with another person as just a different form of masturbation. It is mechanical and has no meaning other than sexual gratification. People would be a lot less stressed and a lot more marriages would last, if spouses realized that an affair is nothing more than masturbating with another person. Monogamy is trying to control and possess another. That leads to resentment, anger and increases the chances that your marriage will become loveless. Is it more important to have a loveless marriage, than to allow your spouse to have his or her own life? Monogamy denies human nature. Monogamy originates out of insecurity and co-dependency.”
She went on to add, “It’s time for people to shed the myths, such as the perfect marriage forever and ever. Everyone will be much happier and know that their marriage is real, if they allow their spouse to make their own choices.”
Then with a smile on her face and a twinkle in her eye, Linda said, “That sounded good didn’t it? Actually it’s a bunch of shit. I’m fucking around on Marcus because over the past year things have gotten really busy for him. Recently we’ve been at each other’s throats over the issue. Mostly because of his schedule, he doesn’t spend much time with me anymore. We spend maybe 15 or 20-minutes here and there, then maybe dinner and a movie once and, on rare occasions, twice a month. I keep telling him that it isn’t nearly enough time. When things slacked off to where we were only averaging sex twice a month, I got [JW1][JW2]ticked off. He gave me a really horseshit speech about not making him such a priority anymore and how I should use my down time to do other things. He’s normally good to me but it seems like his not missing our sexual sessions we had before is really kicking me over the edge. I keep telling him that women need intimacy from a man to feel sexy. He says it’s not that he doesn’t find me sexy or hot because he does, there just never seems to be time for sex anymore. I guess if I really did some figuring I could probably fit in time for it a little more often. I don’t think that he even realize that I am insatiable. So what it all boils down to is I’m not getting enough sex.
Then with a big shit-eating, she said, “I took his advice about using my down time to do other things. I’m using it to fuck other guys.”
The first time we were together I noticed that Linda had a fairly large clump of pubic hair on her pussy, but not just regular pubic hair. I don’t know how Marcus stood it. She had a huge clump of really kinky red hair about the size of a dinner plate and about 3-inches deep. It was far more hair than I wanted to deal with. I personally like ‘em bald. I like to see what I’m eating and eat without getting a mouth full of hair. As we parted I suggested a Brazilian wax. After she tried it Linda preferred it that way. We both loved her pussy clean and smooth. And it has nothing to do with any adolescent perversion. To relate an adult’s body to an adolescent’s is nothing but a perversion in the viewer’s mind.
As I closed the door behind Linda, I just shook my head in amazement. I no longer had to wonder if redheads were really as fiery, feisty and as good in bed as everyone claimed. Linda had just shown me that it was all true, red headed women are fiery tempered, fantastic in the sack and generally insane. I think she’s basically crazy, but when she puts that little ‘fiery little pussy’ of hers on me, I love it. Redheads have such power over men, that when they fuck us we’re toast.
Later that week it was all I could do to keep a straight face when Marcus was bragging about his wife Linda’s new shaved pussy. I loved Marcus like a brother, but after Linda told me how much he had to learn, it was also all I could do not to give him advice about how to please his wife. She said that Marcus thought foreplay had something to do with golf and anything other than missionary style was kinky and nasty. In short, poor Marcus was a ‘wham-bam-thank you ma’am’ kind of guy. Linda loved him but he just had no concept of how to satisfy a woman. When they had first gotten married she’d tried to teach him to perform better, but he was so naïve that it just didn’t take.
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The end…