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He left me alone with his friend and now I can’t stop thinking about it [gf perspective]
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He told me he trusted me completely. Said I could just chill with his friend while he ran out to pick up dinner. “I’ll be back in twenty,” he said, giving me a quick kiss before heading out the door. He had no idea what he was walking away from.
His friend had been acting different from the moment we were alone. Not creepy exactly, but intense. His eyes kept drifting over my body, lingering on my chest. I was wearing a thin white t-shirt with nothing underneath, and the cool air had my nipples visibly poking through. I noticed him staring. I didn’t cover up.
I sat on the couch with my legs curled under me. He moved closer than necessary and started asking pointed questions. Things like, “You guys ever talk about loosening the rules a bit?” I laughed it off at first, but then he looked straight at me and said, “If you were my girl, I’d fuck you so deep and so often you wouldn’t be able to leave the bed.”
My body reacted instantly. A rush of heat between my legs, my pussy getting wet embarrassingly fast.
I should have shut it down. I should have gotten up and changed the subject. Instead, I parted my thighs just a little and whispered, “You really think you could handle me?”
That was all it took. He was on me in seconds — hand sliding under my shirt, squeezing my breasts, his mouth hot on my neck. His fingers pushed inside me before I could even catch my breath. I was dripping. I rocked against his hand like I was starving for it. When he pulled his cock out and told me to get on top, I didn’t hesitate. I straddled him and sank down, taking every inch.
I rode him hard. I came first, biting his shoulder to stay quiet, my whole body shaking. Then he gripped my hips and thrust up into me, filling me completely with no condom, no pull-out.
I was still sitting on his lap, full of his cum and trying to catch my breath when I heard my boyfriend’s keys in the door. He called out cheerfully from the hallway, “They didn’t have the wings you wanted, babe.”
I quickly pulled my shirt down, wiped myself with a blanket that was on the couch, and tried to look normal.
But now I can’t stop replaying it. I’ve never been that turned on in my life. I keep thinking about doing it again… maybe next time with my boyfriend watching. Or both of them taking turns with me.
I know it’s messed up. But I’ve never felt anything like it
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