I ****** My Wife's Best Friend

A few years back while I was still married I ****** my wife's best friend. Well actually several times. Her husband had also been a friend of mine for many years. As a matter of fact, my wife and I introduced them. I know that this was such a wrong thing to do, and we actually felt bad about it. I guess the fact that it was so wrong, made the sex unbelievably hot. We ****** for about a month and then stopped. We both are divorced now, but not because of our affair. As far as I know, our ex's still know nothing about it. Morgan and I really haven't even spoken to each other since then.

It all started innocently. I guess Morgan and I flirted a little with each other, but never anything more. I will admit that I did ********** a few times while I was thinking about her. Once or twice I even *********** while sniffing Morgans dirty panties. I use to drink a lot and I was an occasional cocaine user. Sure being drunk would often get me thinking about it, but it was the cocaine that finally got me to act on it. Cocaine made me uncontrollably horny. One evening my wife and I had been out partying and using coke. It was fairly late, and Morgan called my wife to ask her if she could come pick her up. It seems Morgan was out somewhere without her husband, and was too drunk to drive home. We picked her up, and she said that she didn't want to go home. So we all went back to our lake house. After using coke all night, Morgan asked if one of us would take her home. My wife volunteered me to take her. It was the golden opportunity that I had been waiting for. On the way, I spilled my guts out to her about my secret desire to **** her. Unbelievably she took it rather well. She sat there quietly and to my surprise she said that if I promised never to say anything she would be willing. Of course I promised. I closed the deal by saying that there was no way I would ever say anything because of it being so wrong. We both agreed that she and my wife being best friends, and Charlie and I being good friends for so long that it would be mutually destructive if anyone else were to find out. She then asked me where we could go so that I could **** her. The only place I could think of was behind the building that I use to work. So we pulled up in the back of the building. The sun had not been up too long that Sunday morning, so there wasn't anyone around. I had just had the windows tinted in my wife's new CTS, so that also helped. Morgan unzipped my pants and pulled out my now throbbing ****. She began stroking it. She then told me that she too had secretly thought about ******* me. She said that her husband had not ****** her in a while, and that her ***** was so wet. She started to unzip her pants. It was at that time I heard something behind us. I looked in the rear view mirror, and there was a patrol car pulling up behind us. To my disbelief, he slowly crept by us and then just kept going. As bad as we hated to, Morgan and I both agreed that what had just happened had to be a sign. We decided that we would have to put our desires on hold, and promised to finish what we started sometime soon. I knew that it could be a while because my wife and I no longer lived in our hometown. We had moved about an hour away, and didn't come to town that often. Two days had gone by. It was about mid-afternoon and I was at work when my wife called to tell me that Morgan had came into town. She said that they were having a girl's night, and going out for drinks. She promised that they wouldn't be out very late, because she had to be at work at 6 the next morning. I got an immediate hard on, and had to go to the restroom and relieve myself of this problem. Later that evening I had not been at home long when the girls pulled up. They were pretty well lit. My wife said that Morgan wasn't feeling well. Morgan said she felt sick and asked to use our restroom. She walked by me with a slight grin on her face, and eyes full of lust. She had not been in there long when she asked my wife if she could come in there. A few minutes passed and my wife came out and asked me if I would take Morgan to get something to eat. I deceivingly acted as if it was a task that I would reluctantly agree to do. Morgan and I got into the car, and I said "you aren't really hungry are you". She said "what do you think" as she unzipped my pants. We hadn't even gotten out of the driveway and Morgan was sucking my ****. I knew that we didn't have long and I didn't have anywhere to go, so I told her that we would go by a fast food joint to at least order a drink so there wouldn't be any suspicions raised by the lack of us not having one when we got back. Then I would take the longer back way home. While Morgan was sucking me off I stuck my hand inside her shorts and panties. Her ***** was so wet. After a few minutes of this, Morgan raised up and took her shorts and panties off. She said that she couldn't wait any longer, and that she had to have my **** inside of her *****. She then climbed over into the driver's seat on top of me. She put my **** inside of her hot and wet ***** and began riding me. I almost hit another car head on going around a curve. About 5 minutes later we were pulling into my neighborhood, so we had to stop. Before we got out of the car I told Morgan that my wife would be leaving for work at 5:45 in the morning, and that we would finally get to really ****. The next morning came and my wife had just left. I would imagine we could have still seen her taillights, but Morgan woke me up with her mouth on my ****. She was already completely naked. Finally my secret desire was coming true. We ****** with such a sinful passion that I can't begin to describe. Before she left that day, we had ****** in the kitchen, living room, guest room, and hallway. It was a day I'll never forget. I can promise you that Morgan and her ***** won't forget it either.
theman1973 theman1973
36-40, M
2 Responses Sep 25, 2012

Totally awesome experience, jealous! Can't believe that many people read your story without commenting... Been fantasizing about my girlfriend's best friend, a mutual friend of ours. So easy to c8m imagining her sucking me off...

******* hot