Using your Friend's Husband

 You have known your best friend since you were kids. She and you got into all sorts of trouble. But you recently found out that she has been lying to you about things that really hurt. You want to hurt her back. You are going to fuck her husband. You really want to do it in their house, when she is there but doesn’t know about it.

There is a large “get together” going on at their place. The weather is warm so most of it is outside. You notice, at some point that he isn’t there. You go inside with the excuse of getting another drink.

As you go to the kitchen for that drink you see him, cleaning up some of the dishes from earlier. You notice how he looks in his t-shirt & jeans. His hands covered in soapy water.

He looks up, “Did you need something? I figured I would clean up while you gals were talking.” He nods his head towards the alcohol bottles, “Did you want me to mix you a drink?”

“No, I’ll make my own.” You say. As you walk to the bottles, you feel him watching you. You pour in the alcohol, and he turns back to washing a glass. “Do you have pineapple juice?” You ask. 

“It’s in the fridge, on the bottom shelf.”

You open the fridge and bend over with your legs straight. Your shorts are tight on your firm butt, and you are sure he’s looking at you.

“Hhuumm, look behind the orange juice” he says, his voice cracking a bit.

You grab the orange and pineapple juices and hold them in front of your breasts. You feel the coldness of the containers through your top. Between the cold temperature and the thought of him watching, your nipples are getting hard. 

You walk over to the counter and as you pour the juices into your drink, he can see your nipples poking through your t-shirt.

“What are you mixing?” he asks a little bit nervously, but obviously aroused. “A drink I call Island Pleasure.” You answer in a seductive tone. “It’s rum, orange juice, pineapple juice, and one thing I don’t think you have.” 

“What are you missing?” He asks.

“Passion Fruit.” The soapy glass in his hand slips back into the sink. You see his face turn a little red with embarrassment. “Aaahh, uuumm, what do you do if you don’t have passion fruit?” 

You smile and walk next to him and whisper in his ear, “I make do with what’s available.”

You have been drinking and feel a bit bold.

You whisper in his ear, “I want you to lick my pussy, and suck my nipples.” You rub your breasts against his back. The texture of your top feels good on your hard nipples.

“But my wife?” He says in a nervous tone.

You lick his neck, “She never told you about our college days? The boys we shared, and things we did?” You pull the plug from the sink and the water drains away. “My hands are wet, let’s get a towel from the bathroom.”

Because the party is downstairs, you pull him upstairs. The bathroom is just off to the side. You push him in first, close the door, and lock it.

You get on your knees, and undo his jeans. “I want to see what you have. Since she got married, she doesn’t share anymore.” In his white briefs, you see the outline of his hard cock. You pull it free. It’s not too big or too small, it’s circumcised, and he has a lot of pubic hair.

You grab his shaft and lick the tip. “Mmm I like it.” You say. “But you have to lick my pussy first.” You pull down your shorts and damp panties. You sit on the toilet lid, spread your legs wide as you grab his hair, pulling him to the floor. “She won’t tell me if you’re a good lover. I think she’s being selfish. Show me how you lick her pussy.”

You pull his face between your legs.

He puts his hands on your strong thighs. He slowly licks around your wet pussy lips with the tip of his tongue. You feel his slick wet tongue going up…

Around…

Down….

And across….

And then slowly between your lips.

He slowly licks up and down.

As he goes up, you feel his fingers on your hood…

His tongue licks around your clit.

Then he goes down…and his tongue thrusts into your hungry pussy.

You grab his hair with both hands. “Oh yes, do that.”

He licks a finger, and as he licks your clit, you feel a lubed finger slide into you. He works his finger in slowly, twisting as it goes in and out.

The you feel his warm wet mouth suck your clit. Feeling the suction on your clit as he works his finger faster.

You pull his hair as you moan in pleasure.

“You like this? Then cum on my mouth and fingers.”

You feel a second finger filling your tight wet pussy.

He licks around your clit and then sucks it firmly.

You pull his head tightly against you and you thighs tighten around his head.

“That’s it cum for me.” he says in a deep low voice.

You feel his tongue in your pussy again as his slick fingers rub your clit hard and fast. Feeling his mouth pressed against your pussy. Feeling his fingers rubbing your clit so hard.

The wave of pleasure builds in you. You hump his mouth as you cum.

You let go of him. You sit there, your pussy pulsing.

You kiss your fingertips and put them to his lips. “You do that so well. Let’s keep that as our little secret. We should get back to the party before folks notice we are missing.”

You get dressed and leave the bathroom, but you wait in the hall. When he steps out, you kiss him on the lips again. “If you use your cock half as well as you eat pussy, then I will need to use you again.”

He starts to say something, but you put your fingers to his lips. “Don’t say anything. Your wife is my oldest and best friend. We shared boys when we were growing up. I would never to anything to hurt her or put your marriage in jeopardy” You lie to him. “We will keep this just between us.”

Back downstairs, you see your “friend”, and she is chatting with some of the neighbors. You walk up and in a low voice tone, “Your husband has a tasty cock. I think you need to up your “blow-job” game. Thanks for letting me use him. I think he enjoyed my cunt.” 

Before she can respond you say louder, so others can hear, “Thanks for inviting me. I had a wonderful time, your husband is so friendly. I’ll cum again soon.” and leave.

“That should even the score.” you think to yourself.

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