Fucked a girl a week before her wedding day (mf) | 2016

I don't condone cheating. It's a painful experience that shouldn't be taken lightly. With that being said, I still wanted to share this story with you all.

During my college years, I lived off campus in an apartment with my best friend and his girlfriend. I was crazy about a girl that I was seeing at the time, but she didn't want a relationship with me. Consequently, I had worked as hard as I could to learn how to please a woman in hopes that she'd want to stick around. I'd read articles, and even books that taught me how to tease and ultimately pleasure a woman to orgasm. I was a little frustrated that I wasn't having consistent sex as I couldn't hone my newly acquired skills like I wanted to. Not helping my situation, my roommate and his girlfriend were having sex every day.

One summer day, my roommate's girlfriend told me her sister, Stacy, was coming over to visit us and asked if it was cool that she stay over for a night. I quickly said yes and followed it up with questions concerning her cuteness. My roommate chimed in and said she's really pretty, but she's also engaged, as her wedding day was just under a week away. Plus, she lived over four hours away so it wasn't like I'd be able to see her consistently anyways. Supposedly, her fiance was visiting his family for the weekend on his own, so Stacy wanted to visit one of her family members on her own as well. Obviously, I was disappointed but still happy to have a hot girl sleeping over.

Stacy arrived late in the evening and wanted to have some drinks at the apartment. Being the alcoholic that I was at the time, I had plenty of beer and whiskey to share. I couldn't believe how down to earth she was, and we clicked naturally. Of course, she was engaged, so maybe that made her relaxed around men. There was no pressure that single people experience in the dating scene. Plus, I think her elusiveness made her more attractive. She was incredibly pretty too. She didn't wear make up because her face was already adorable with a perfect smile to match. Stacy was really into outdoor activities, so her body was nice and tight. Her abs were flat, her tits small and perky, and her ass was round and firm.

After a few drinks we were all having a great time. It got so ridiculous that we were having fake sword fights, with some replica swords I had picked up in Chinatown a few years earlier. Interestingly, it was really just Stacy and I playing around while my roommate and girlfriend just laughed their asses off. There was such an immediate chemistry between Stacy and I, but her dickhead fiance screwed everything up. Worth noting, he actually seems like a great guy that I'd be friends with if I knew him, but goddammit, I was jealous he had such a beautiful, down to earth girl.

After eight... or nine... or ten drinks, we were all close to passing out around three in the morning. My roommate and his girlfriend returned to their room, I returned to mine, and Stacy - wearing a tank top and cotton shorts - slept on the couch in the living room. I should mention that when I'm sober, I never make the first sexual advance. I'd probably just start stuttering and make a fool of myself. Thanks to liquid confidence however, I decided to get up out of bed after half an hour and return to the living room.

Without thinking about it at all, I realized Stacy and I were really attracted to one another and that I was going to make a move. I didn't think about consequences, or her fiance, which I understand, is wrong. Regardless, I knelt down besides the couch and she asked me what I was doing in a soft, almost sexual sounding tone. She wrapped her arms around me, and I kissed her face and neck. I traced the back of her neck with my hand as I slid my tongue gently around her ear. I whispered how sexy I found her, and how I fantasized about fucking her from the moment she came over. I pulled her tank top straps down her soft, smooth arms and kissed her collarbones, only to place the straps back into position and return to kissing her face. As she arched her back, I let my other hand wander down just slightly below the waistband of her shorts. I briefly felt her satin panties as her breathing became noticeably louder. Her eyes were closed, as I finally lowered the straps of her tank top. I was in no rush to feel and suck her tits. At that moment, Stacy was a goddess and I was going to worship every part of her, for as long as I could. It didn't matter if it was her face, neck, tits, or feet: I was going to caress and kiss every part of her body. I was going to worship her.

With her tank top off, I kept my hand planted just below her tits until she couldn't take it anymore and moved my hand right on top of them. I told her how perfect her tits were, which I truly believed. For whatever reason, small tits like Stacy's are an extreme turn on for me. I ignored her nipples and kissed all around her breasts as she let out the most girlish moans. She was trying to keep it down, since her sister (my roommates girlfriend in case you forgot) was in the next room, but she was having trouble containing herself. I could tell her nipples were getting hard, and when I finally landed an extremely slow, passionate kiss on them, I knew she was getting wet from all the teasing. While appreciating her tits, I ran my hands down her inner thighs and into her panties. I could tell she wanted me to finger her. Instead, I removed my hand and went back to kissing her tits, and then back to making out with her.

I knew I was teasing her, but I didn't want to over do it, so I finally gave in and slid my hand down the back of her panties. This moment has stuck with me ever since: Expecting to have a nice, soft squeeze, I felt a stream of wetness running down her ass crack and all over her ass. She was gushing wetness. It took me a moment to realize how turned on she was. The taboo nature of our hook-up may have aided Stacy's desire. Nonetheless, I could no longer tease her, as I was now too turned on to contain myself. I slowly explored her with my fingers and I couldn't believe how hot and tight she felt. I imagined fucking her, but for the time being, I continued to explore her with my fingers - from back to front and top to bottom. I did a "come here" motion with two fingers and rubbed her g-spot, with my palm rubbing her clit intermittently. At that point, she stopped me and said we had to go to my room.

I picked her off the couch and kissed her deeply in the living room (because you know, I couldn't wait a whole five seconds to kiss her in my bedroom). She whispered my name in her feminine, submissive voice as I led her to my bedroom. Instead of turning the lights on, I lit a couple of candles and removed her tank top and shorts, leaving her exposed in her silk, floral print, bikini style panties. I remember these details because a woman wearing sexy panties is my biggest turn on, and I often stroke myself to the image of Stacy standing in front of me in her underwear. Back to the story, I took a good, long moment to appreciate the beauty of her. Her perfection stunned me. Everything about her was perfect and I wanted to burn the image of her nude body into my retinas. I turned her around to get a good look of her hourglass figure. I sat down on the edge of my bed, and pulled her panty covered ass right into my face. She was soaking wet and smelled amazing. I'm not sure if it was pheromones, but her pussy smelled amazing. I wanted to suffocate in between her legs. I kissed her ass and dug my face into her crotch as she arched her back and let out another girlish moan. Seeing a woman experience so much pleasure was fulfilling and extremely exciting.

After lengthy foreplay that spanned across my living room and into my bedroom, we made it to my bed. Before entering her, I wanted to taste her. I went down on her and gave her clit a soft, gentle kiss. My tongue became familiar with her outer and inner vulva. Essentially, I was making out with her crotch, leaving my face glistening. I ran my tongue inside her in clockwise and counter-clockwise motions, until penetrating her as deeply as possible. I delivered a few small flicks with to her exposed clit, causing her to moan uncontrollably. I was now fully erect as her pleasure was turning me on to no end. I let her taste herself with a deep long kiss, and then I teased her by rubbing the head of my cock around her crotch, until she finally grabbed the shaft and placed it inside her.

I grabbed her legs and fucked her in a slow, circular motion in missionary before she got on top and lowered herself onto me. She looked amazing, and feeling those perky little tits made me want to cum inside her. She was perfect and I wanted her to be mine. She rubbed her pelvis back and forth and I could feel her getting even tighter. I had to fight off my orgasm, as my only concern was her pleasure. As she rode me faster and faster, her panting picked up and she let out soft screams. She tightened even more as she orgasmed, with her wetness flowing down her legs and on to the bed. She left a large spot on my bedsheets, and I recall not washing them for a few days, as her scent served as a reminder of our time together.

She slowly removed herself and was trembling as she laid down next to me. I let her catch her breath after cumming, and told her how perfect she was, until she was ready for round two. I told her to lay on her stomach, as I wanted to feel her perfect little ass while I fucked her. I slid my erection between her legs and began exploring her once more. I cannot stress how wet she was, as it made entering her insanely pleasurable. I reached underneath her and began rubbing her clit while fucking her. This time, I was going to do all the work. She was going to lay there while I brought her to orgasm. I asked her how she liked it, and once I found out how, we were both panting and moaning. I wanted to yell how good she was making me feel, but we both knew that we were doing something wrong, so we kept it down.

Within a few minutes, I was fucking her faster and faster at her command. I pressed my lips against hers as we mutually moaned. By the time I was fucking her at full speed, she had tightened further and I could no longer take it. Feeling like the sex would be wasted if I pulled out, I plunged my dick as deep as possible into Stacy, causing her to moan in ecstasy, as I shot a huge load of cum deep into her insides. I almost collapsed on top of her, as I lay on top of her petite body with my still erect cock deep inside her, with semen and her wetness flowing together. She turned her head to meet mine and we kissed deeply with my hips pressed firmly against her soft ass.

I was so energized by the sex with Stacy that I didn't feel tired after it was over. I held her in my arms and we continued to get to know one another. We had gotten along throughout the course of the night, and our chemistry didn't fade after sex. We talked and laughed together, until we noticed my bedroom door was wide open. Since the only sources of light in the room were the bedside candles, the area near the doorway was dark. We must've been so into each other that we forgot to close my door after entering my room. In fact, my roommate or his girlfriend could have gotten up to use the bathroom and had a full view of Stacy and I fucking. I suppose it added to the taboo nature of our hookup.

Stacy decided to stay another night, claiming she could miss a day of work. We hooked up again after my roommate and his girlfriend went to sleep, and made sure that we closed my bedroom door. She told me that my confidence was what attracted her to me. So let that be a lesson: confidence goes a long way. I'm an average guy and I certainly considered Stacy to be out of my league, but my confidence was enough to turn her on. Nevertheless, she still felt terrible about what she did behind her fiance's back. In my view, she was just having her final chance at fun before settling down with one guy for the rest of her life.