Lustful Nights with my Best Friend’s Wife

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I must admit, I never wondered I would be in this position. I never wondered I’d be lying in a bed with my best friend’s wife. But there I was, in her marital bed, feeling the weight of her body on top of mine. She was trembling with anticipation, and I could feel her heart racing as I took her into my arms.

My best friend’s wife, Lisa, had at all times been a tempting woman. She had a curvaceous figure that hugged her curves exquisitely, and she moved like a seductive goddess. I had at all times told myself that I would never cross any boundary with her out of respect for my friend, but now I found myself unable to withstand.

It started as innocent flirting, a touch here, a suggestive opinion there. But soon, it became something more. We found ourselves alone in her house, the two of us, and the tension between us was palpable. I knew that what I was about to do was wrong, but I couldn’t stop myself.

Lisa’s lips captured mine in a fiery kiss. Our tongues intertwined, and the passion between us was electric. We reached for each other, our hands roaming over each other’s bodies and exploring every inch of skin. The heat between us was rising, and nothing else seemed to matter.

We quickly shed our clothes, and I took her in my arms, feeling the softness of her skin as I kissed her neck and shoulders. Lisa moaned with pleasure as I touched her most intimate parts, and her body reacted to my every move.

Without a word, Lisa climbed on top of me, taking control. She rode me hard, her hips grinding against me until I could barely keep up. Her eyes were locked onto mine, and the look of lust in them drove me wild.

As we reached our climax, our bodies writhed in ecstasy, and we collapsed together in a sweaty heap. I knew that what we had done was wrong, and I couldn’t believe that I had betrayed my best friend. But at that moment, I didn’t care.

Our lustful nights continued for weeks, but we knew it couldn’t last forever. The guilt and shame finally caught up with us, and we realized that this was a mistake. We agreed to end our relationship, and although it was difficult, we knew it was the right thing to do.

Now our friendship is strained, and although we haven’t talked in a while, I still think about Lisa every day. She was the most incredible experience of my life, and although it was wrong, I wouldn’t take it back.
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