'Shh..'
'No! We can't!'
'Just relax.'
'Please, stop, it's too risky!'
'Tell me to stop again.'
'Oh.. Ohh.. Mmmmh..'
'You like that, huh?'
'Yeees.. Ah, fuck, aah!'
Lacey found herself on her one seater couch, being finger fucked and devoured by her boyfriend's best friend. His expert tongue zigzagged over her clit, sending cascades of pleasure down her legs. She should have been in bed, but instead her boyfriend lay on the couch beside her, asleep, while his best friend was causing such a commotion in her pussy she had to muffle herself with her shirt sleeve.
She knew it was wrong, she knew she was a dirty evil whore, but it felt so incredible she couldn't stop it. And he wasn't stopping until his mouth was covered in her sweet nectar. They had seen each other in private only once, Lacey could never get away without being interrogated and her fear got the best of her. She wanted to be with this man, but knew it was too complicated, too wrong, that she never thought it would work.
His girlfriend was a friend of Lacey's but she'd always thought she was a bitch. Constantly nagging and never putting out, but putting on the pounds, it was only a matter of time before his eyes began to stray. And they strayed right to his best friend's beautiful petite brunette, whom he had noticed was getting gradually flirtier with him, in her cute innocent way.
Once they had made it known to each other, it was only a matter of when and how. Every night he begged her to sneak out, to be with him for just ten minutes, but she refused. Her panic and paranoia preventing her from getting what she wanted so very badly.
But here she was, grinding her pussy back and forth on his face. He was an animal, lapping with his wide tongue, up and down, side to side, in and out. It wasn't long before Lacey began to tremble violently and hold her breath. She bit into her sleeve and felt the huge tsunami of ecstasy rush through her entire body. She was bucking her hips back and forth, but he kept up, unrelenting on her clit, until the orgasm had visually subsided. He gave her one last flick of his tongue, which made her buck once more, then sat up.
His face glistened in the fire light, and he quickly wiped it clean, licking the residue off his fingers.
'You taste so fucking good, Lacey,' he whispered to her and gave her a light kiss on the lips. She had her breathing mostly back to normal and was pulling her panties up off the ground, where he'd strewn them. 'I know' she said, licking her lips and giving him a cheeky wink.
'I should be going now,' he said quietly, looking through to the kitchen where the front door was.
'No, stay. We never get to spend time alone..' She caressed his arm softly, and he looked back at her. She was right, they were always around the other two when they saw each other. Though it was still enthralling to be in each others presence, it wasn't enough.
He smiled and picked her up, taking her to the kitchen bench and out of sight from her boyfriend. Once they were there they kissed long and deep. Running hands through each others hair.
'Why is this wrong?' She asked despairingly, lulling her head back and letting him kiss her neck all the way down her chest to one of her nipples, give it a gentle bite on the outside of her shirt, then kiss all the way back up. Her pussy began gently aching again and she sighed.
'I don't know, it's unfair, I hate it.' He finally said, pulling her closer to him and resting his head on her shoulder, 'I want more of you'.