Summer is for... Infidelity [m/f] | 2016

My first story can be found here

My first girlfriend was named Sierra. Like most high school relationships, in the end, we just realized it wasn't working. There was no big fight and no huge reason for the split. We just...ended, but luckily, we were able to stay friends. I was even one of the groomsmen at her best friend's wedding. That brings me to Amber, my ex’s best friend. She had recently married her boyfriend of a little over a year, and a couple of months later she had his kid. While I could tell they loved each other, I heard stories about him getting violent with her a lot. Her husband, Noah, was not the most likable person.

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Fast-forward two years, to the summer of 2010. I found myself single for the first time in nearly 5 years. While I hated being alone, I was reveling in the freedom it gave me. I loved meeting new people, texting with them, getting to know them, and invariably moving on to more risqué topics.

It might have been because we had known each other for so long, or it might have been because I was kind of in that "mode", but eventually I started talking to Amber again. It started innocently enough. I sent her a short "How you been?" message and she replied with a simple, "Good, you?" but as we caught up, the topic of conversation shifted.

"He just doesn't care," she was saying. "He almost never goes down on me, and when he does, it's only to lube me up for his cock."

"That's terrible," I sent back. "I hate it when guys only care about getting off and don't give their girl the attention she needs."

"Exactly! It feels like I haven't cum in months. He just goes until he's done and falls asleep," she explained. "Plus, he doesn't let me use any toys!"

"That is simply criminal." I replied, and after a couple minutes thought, "I don't understand how guys can be like that. I mean, I actually ENJOY getting a girl off. There is nothing hotter than the sound of a girl cumming because of me."

"You know, I've always had a bit of a crush on you".

I read it.

I read it again.

All of our interactions over the past five years confirmed this in my head, but I couldn't process it. I couldn't formulate a proper reply, so I only said "really??"

"Yeah," was her equally simple reply.

From there, it quickly escalated. Over the next month, our texts became almost solely about sex, her complaining about her husband's inability to please her, complaining that his cock was "a little less than average", and eventually it turned into us sending pictures back and forth. It became a bit of a contest with us. She would send me a smile, I would send one back. She would send me a picture with cleavage, so I would send her a topless shot. I cannot properly tell you how hot she was to me. Shoulder length red-brown hair, green eyes, and smooth, pale skin. But, the thing that really made me drool was her breasts. They were full, luscious, and overflowed her tiny hands beautifully. Best of all, they were topped with thick nipples, pierced with bars. They were absolutely to die for.

When, for the first time, she sent a picture of her naked breasts, I could only one-up her by sending her a picture of my cock. It took at least fifteen minutes for her to reply, but when she did it was obvious why. She said, "My god! That is amazing. I just came so hard looking at that picture. Please, send more."

And so I did.

After only a couple more replies I got this: "Can I come over?"

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When she arrived at my house, she was in black shorts and a simple blue tank top. I welcomed her and she walked inside slowly. We were both obviously pretty nervous, so I suggested we play Sorry. I don't remember much of the game; I only remember the nervous looks, the casual glancing touches, and the cleavage that she had to know I was staring at.

Soon the game was over. I had won.

"So, what now?" I asked

"You won, you get to pick our next game" she replies quietly. I knew what she wanted to do; her eyes filled with a mix of hesitance and lust. So, I slowly leaned forward, placing my lips against hers. She responded immediately, a hand darting to my waist and pulling me closer. The kiss grew deeper and deeper, our lips dancing against each other while our tongue played back and forth in our mouths. Hands were sliding over clothing, pulling at the obstacle that the cloth had suddenly become.

I pulled the tank top over her head and undid her bra, letting them both fall beside the bed. My hands slid up her waist until they were cupping her huge breasts. She moaned softly into the kiss as I squeezed her soft flesh. Laying her down, my kisses moved down her body. My lips touched her supple neck, sucking lightly and giving teasing bites before going lower. Moving over her clavicle and down her chest, my lips finally reached the graceful rise of her breasts. I squeezed one while I slid my tongue over the other. Her moans grew gradually louder as my tongue teased her flesh, moving in circles around her areola. Her hips began to lightly thrust up against me and her moans became more insistent. Finally, I flicked my tongue over her nipple, back and forth, loving the feel of the solid bar piercing through her sensitive flesh.

"Mm, Oh damn!" She moaned as I sucked her hard nipple between my lips. My fingers slid over her other breast and lightly pulled on the sensitive nub at its peak. While I continued to suck her nipples, moving back and forth between the two perfect peaks, I began to unbutton her shorts. They slid down her shapely legs as my kisses began to move down her stomach. Her breath came in small gasps as I grew closer to the now-bare flesh of her pussy. As the shorts slid off her legs and onto the floor, my lips reached her smooth, hairless mound. But, just as my lips were going to make contact, they veered off, tracing a path up her soft inner thigh. Her sensitive skin rippled with goose bumps as my lips and tongue traced a path back and forth.

"Please, I need it," she moaned, "it's been so long."

So, I complied. I slowly slid my tongue up her soaking wet slit. Her whole body shuddered as I reached the peak, just barely brushing her swollen clit before making my way back down. I began to lap at her sweet juices, alternately flicking her sensitive nub and teasing her tight little hole. Her moans echoed in my ears, making my cock harder and harder. It wasn't long before her body stiffened and her breath caught in her throat.

"Oh FUCK! Oh god yes!" she screamed as she came all over my tongue. I lapped up every drop I could reach. By now, my pants had become far too tight, and it was literally painful, so I stood up. Her eyes grew slightly wide, and a smile played across her lips, as she realized what I wanted. I pulled my shirt over my head while she slid down and knelt at the edge of the bed, deftly unbuttoning my jeans. She pulled them down, slowly revealing my shaft.

"Oh, damn...mmm, it's even better than I imagined" she said, smiling widely, as she slid her fingers around my girth, "and definitely much bigger than Noah." She began to slowly stroke me, transfixed at watching my skin move and my cock throb. It only took a moment for her to gently kiss the swollen head, her lips pressing softly against the hot flesh. Slowly, the kiss got deeper, her lips sliding around the shaft, moaning as she tried to slide it deeper. She got about half-way before she started to choke and had to pull back.

"Fuck, I've never choked on a cock before...You really are amazing," she cooed before trying again. This time she got an extra inch before she had to stop. Again and again, she slid down my shaft and each time she would get it deeper and deeper down her throat. But, eventually, she hit her limit. Try as she might, she couldn't take the last couple of inches.

"You are so good at this. Fuck...I can't take much more." I said, groaning slightly as she slid her tongue up my shaft. But, when she heard me, she pulled back, hand gripping me tightly.

"Oh no you don't, no way am I done until I've had a chance to get fucked by this thing," she replied with a smirk on her sweet face.

"I couldn't agree more," I said as I pulled her to her feet, turning her around and pushing her over onto the bed. I gripped her ass, squeezing and pulling her pussy apart with my thumbs. I watched as her juices slowly dripped down her thigh.

"Put it in. Please, give it to me! I want that big cock in me!" She moaned, shivering slightly as I spread her cunt wide open.

I didn't need any more motivation than that. I sat up and gripped my cock, slapping her clit with the head. She groaned and gripped the blanket as I teased her. She was about to say something, but I cut her off as I pressed the head slowly into her tight little hole.

"Ahhhhh! God damn it!" she squealed, as I slid more and more into her. "Fuck, fuck, fuck!" she chanted as I began to slide back out. I pulled back enough to leave only the head in, then slid it back in. Inch by inch, it entered her. Every time I pulled back, I was able to push another inch into her, stretching her wide open each time. Her moans and occasional screams only made me begin to move faster and faster.

"Fuck, I'm gonna cum!" she said. Her body tensed up again, shaking as she lost control. Bucking her hips back against me, she screamed into the bed. I kept pounding into her, again and again, slapping my hips against her ass. When she finally stopped screaming, I slid out and pulled her up, telling her to clean me up.

Her tongue slid up and down my shaft, licking up her juices and the cream she has left on me. All the while, she was sliding her fingers against her clit, moaning and asking for more.

"I want you to cum all over me," she whispered before sucking my cock deep down her throat.

I groaned, both from her ministrations and her admission. "Get up," I said before laying her back on the bed. Her legs spread and I shoved my cock back in. This time, I wasn't nearly as gentle. I pounded every inch into her at once, watching her body shudder and hearing her gasp. Grabbing her by the waist, I began to pound into her hard. Her legs wrapped around me tightly and her hands gripped the sheets.

"Oh God, I'm cumming again! Oh fuck!" she squealed.

"I'm not far off either," I replied, grunting again as I gave her everything I had, watching her big breasts bounce with every movement. Suddenly, she started to scream again, her pussy gripping my cock tightly as it spasmed and gushed all over me. Moments after she had calmed down, I felt my cock filling and knew it wouldn't be long now.

So, I pulled out and moved up her body. I lay my cock between her perfect breasts and squeezed them together, pressing sensually around my thick shaft.

"Yes, fuck my tits. I want your cum. Cum all over me," she moaned.

That was all it took. I groaned loudly, throbbing hard and gushing cum all over her breasts and her face. She opened her mouth, catching a few ropes on her tongue. Swallowing, she smiled up at me.

"That was amazing," she gushed as I lay next to her. "Fuck...."

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That was the first time we fooled around, but it wasn't the last. I saw her at least 3 more times before her husband found out and threatened to punch my face in. I never saw her again after that, but I still fantasize about her often. And, of course, I still have her pictures. After all, how could I delete such wonderful memories?

Thanks for reading.

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This is a repost of a story I've posted previously on a different account. ' I wanted to move all of my stories to one place. Hopefully there will be more to come soon.