It happened when my husband, Tom, invited his friend over for a drinking session. Of course, we were drinking at home – why go far?
Nick showed up with a bottle of cognac and one of wine, just for me, since I don’t drink cognac.
After finishing my wine and listening to the guys’ life stories, I decided to retreat to my room. Yes, Tom and I lived in separate rooms – it was comfortable that way, and because we hardly had sex anymore. I suspected he was into porn now, and after eight years together, it was more interesting than his wife. It bothered me, but I went with the flow, occasionally using my vibrator before bed.
So, I was in my room, scrolling through Instagram and daydreaming about the future, when I heard the front door close and everything went quiet.
“Off to get more drinks,” I thought, and decided to go to the kitchen for a snack. When I entered the living room, I was startled to see Nick sitting in the chair, intently looking at me.
Tom left alone? I asked. That’s what my husband was called. — Nick nodded affirmatively. — Why didn’t you go with him? — Well… he started, with a hint of embarrassment, …I told my wife I’d be spending the night at my parents’. She’s got a bunch of friends in your neighborhood, and if they see me at the store, they’ll rat her out. — So, where are you staying tonight? — Here. — Really? I was surprised, but I didn’t mind – there’s plenty of room for everyone. He continued to stare at me with a strange smirk. — I wouldn’t leave a girl like you alone with a friend, he said. — And why’s that? I played along. He stood up and came closer to me. — What if he tries to seduce her? He said, looking me in the eyes, then at my lips. I blushed and almost kissed him. Shocked by my own daring, I realized just how horny I was. That’s why I decided to keep playing this weird game. — Especially when that friend is so handsome, I continued his sentence. He smiled. I reached for his hand, and he eagerly gave it to me, curious about what would happen next. I brought his fingers to my lips and started kissing and licking them, occasionally sucking on the tips. Nick’s face changed, and he bit his lip in excitement as he watched. I slid his index finger deeper, imagining it was his cock.
Nick let out a loud sigh. He took his finger back, pulled me to him, and started kissing me deeply.
His hands went to my ass, and he pressed me against him. I felt his hard cock through his jeans, and I lost it. I started stroking it, loving the feel of his hard, excited manhood. But I wanted more, so I started unbuttoning his jeans.
Nick gently stopped me. — Let’s do this later tonight, when your husband’s asleep. — Okay, I agreed. Reluctantly, we separated and went to different parts of the apartment.
Tom came back with more cognac and didn’t notice anything unusual between us. All night, I couldn’t wait for my drunk husband to go to sleep. Usually, he slept like a log, and I hoped tonight would be no different.
Finally, everyone went to their respective beds. When I heard Tom snoring, Nick quietly entered my room.
Anticipating what was to come, I was already so turned on that my panties were soaked. In the dim light, I saw Nick’s figure approaching me, and I felt his lips on mine again.
We kissed, and his hand slid under my nightgown. I wasn’t wearing a bra, so he started caressing my breast. I touched his cock, which was already rock-hard and eager for attention. I quietly unbuttoned his jeans, and he groaned when my hand touched his bare cock.
I started stroking him, and he closed his eyes in pleasure. I gently moved my hand up and down, occasionally touching his balls, and Nick just stood there, enjoying it. Then he slipped his hand into my panties and started caressing me.
After pleasuring each other for a while, he took off my nightgown and panties, and then undressed himself.
We lay on the bed facing each other, his cock between my legs but not inside me yet. I squeezed his cock with my thighs, and he started moving it back and forth, rubbing it against my wet pussy.
I almost moaned in pleasure, but I tried to stay quiet, listening to Tom’s snoring in the next room. It felt like I was soaking the bed beneath us. My body craved wild, dirty sex.
I slid down and took his cock in my mouth. Nick threw his head back, his breathing getting heavier. He put his hands on my head, gently pushing, as if he wanted to fuck my throat. I didn’t disappoint him, taking him in as deep as I could, squeezing his ass and loving the feeling of being his dirty little slut.
Nick rewarded me with an amazing orgasm, licking and fingering me until I squirmed in ecstasy. Then he put on a condom and entered me, sending me to heaven.
He leaned over me and started moving slowly. I sucked on his finger, and he sped up, making the bed creak. It was getting harder to stay quiet and listen to Tom’s snoring.
I moved my hips, wanting his cock deeper inside me. I grabbed his ass and pulled him into me with all my strength. Realizing how hungry I was, Nick stood up, turned me around, and fucked me hard from behind, making me arch my back in pleasure.
