My bestfriend's husband (Part 1)

Pulling into the carpark of the hotel I nervously sat in my car taking a few minutes to get control of my nervous as my mind ran through what I was about to do. I’d played with numerous guys’ over recent years; however, this was different, he was the husband of my best friend and someone I’d known since high school and had wanted at different times over the years.

The life style I was now living, one which had bought me to this point was very much bought on by them both. She had asked and been given approval by her husband to play with others, and overtime as they opened up to me about the excitement it gave them both, I somehow became drawn into the same world.

Asking my husband the same, and being given approval was very exhilarating and although he didn’t want to know detail we agreed to some rudimentary ground rules, which allowed us to both play in a kiss and don’t tell type of situation.

Not quite like the lifestyle of my best friend and her husband where she played, getting to do all the fun stuff while he waited at home only to enjoy the fruits of her labour, in reclaiming her body. But nevertheless, I still had my lifestyle of freedom to expand and enjoy my sexual adventures.

And so, with our lifestyles growing together we’d often have discussions about our adventures and with these from time-to-time the topic on differences in our husbands respective wants or needs would come up in the conversation, and although my husband would sometimes play outside of our marriage, hers would not.

As a result of some our talks she made it known she wanted him to also play and thus I found myself sitting in my car re-reading her text of encouragement in giving me not only the approval to play with her husband, but also reinforcing the fact by giving me guidance on what to wear.

So following her advice and with the spirit and nervousness of a high school teenager I climbed out of the car, dressed in a pair of ‘hot red’ stilettos, matching lip stick and a black wrap-around dress and made my way across the car park toward the Hotel restaurant.

Walking into the restaurant with nerves hitting my stomach I saw him sitting at the bar waiting for my arrival. Looking at my reflection in the large glass doors of the lobby I questioned myself for a second or two before focusing on my right ankle and the charm strapped around it.

With the confidence and approval the charm gave me I turned around and made my way over to him. Being greeted with a hug and kiss on the cheek we made our way to our table taking a seat we nervously began some small talk.

The night progressed well and as we talked about work and general catching up, I began to wonder if anything other than dinner would occur. As over the years of knowing each other we had often flirted with one-another and despite some forward approaches at different time we’d never picked up the others ques.

Finishing our meal with a few drinks at the bar our conversation began leading to the lifestyle we both lived and his nervousness and reasonings for not also playing, however with a few more drinks and one flirty comment followed by another we were soon making our way to the hotel lift lobby.

Stepping into the lift I stood silently looking at him wondering if he’d make a move or if I should. But as the lift began to move somehow instinctively we both initiated the next step, leaning into each other we began passionately kissing only to be interrupted by the ping of the elevator signalling his floor.

Stepping out we quickly made our way to his room and before the door could even be opened, we began kissing again, our tongues dancing together as we clumsily made our way into the room and down the small hallway.

With his hands wandering all over my body I began to tear at his shirt, popping all the buttons I pulled the shirt off his broad shoulders, dropping it at his feet while he began to kick his shoes off.

Undoing his belt, button, and zip I wiggle his pants over his back side, helping to push them down to his ankles. Stepping back from me he stepped out of them, kicking them to the side along with his socks to be left standing before me naked.

With the glow of the city lights lighting up his hairless and muscular body I step into him, placing my hands on his smooth chest I began pinching his nipples as I kissed down his neck and worked my way down his body, taking a seat on the edge of the bed as I continue toward his waistline.

Reaching his now very hard and thick erection I looked up at him as I kissed the tip of his cock. Gripping my hand around the base I open my mouth, leaning forward and wrapping my lips around the head of his cock, then grabbing his ass with both hands I squeezed his cheeks hard and pulled him in toward me, slowly forcing his whole length into my mouth.

Lifting me head while also pushing him back his cock popped out from my mouth. Catching my breath, I repeated my previous actions, lowering my mouth back over his cock while pulling him back in to me.

Continuing this process, I worked my mouth back and forth along his shaft until I was taking him all the way down my throat and leaving a red ring from my lipstick around the base of his cock as my lips bounced on and off his balls and smooth pubic mound.

After a few minutes of deep throating him I released my hold of his ass, bringing my hand around I took hold of his cock and began wanking him as well as running my tongue up and down the underside of his shaft and down to his smooth balls, then taking him back into my mouth.

Feeling himself getting close to cumming he encouraged for me to stop and to stand up. Doing so he began kissing me as his hands roamed my body while trying to find the opening slip of my dress.

Finding the outside tie, he pulled the bow undone then continued until he found the bow securing the inner layer of the wrapped material. Undoing the knot, the dress fell open revelling the fact I was naked underneath, no bra or underwear.

Cupping my breasts, he leant forward and began sucking on my nipples, going from one then to the other. As he did I slid the dress from my shoulders, letting it drop to the floor at which point he stood back taking a look at my naked curves as I stood before him wearing only my red heels and anklet.

The feeling to be standing naked in front of him and in front of the open glass doors with the city lights shining through was amazing and I was very thankful for the freedom of not only what my anklet allowed me but also of his wife for letting me play.

Stepping into me with a kiss he pushed me backward until the bed met the back of my knees, and with a little forceful push I gently fell onto the bed. Leaning over me he continued to kiss me and push further backward so that I was now laying down on the bed.

Kissing me one more time on the lips he then began working his way down my body with soft kisses finishing between my thighs. Applying gentle kisses to my smooth pussy he worked his way along my outer lips, then using his tongue he made his way up to my clit, gentle kissing, sucking, and licking it.

Readjusting his position, he moved himself further under me so his arms where under my legs and my thighs were now resting on his shoulders. With this giving him deeper access with his tongue and the resulting pleasure I couldn’t help but raise my hips up off the bed to meet the motion and in doing so I unintentionally dug my heels into his lower back.

Flinching from the pain of my heels he initially pulled away from me, before diving back in and working his tongue deeper into my pussy. Squeezing his head tightly between my thighs I held him in position as I continued to raise my hips up and down and enjoyed the erotic wrongfulness of what we were doing, two friends enjoying each other’s sexual company.

Stretching out an arm from around my hip he began playing with my right breast, pinching, and rolling my nipple between his thumb and forefinger squeezing tightly whenever I raised my hips. He then slowly began inserting one then two fingers into my pussy, working them in and out as he gently applied suction to my clit while giving little flickers with his tongue at the same time.

Removing the hold of his head with my thighs I stretching my legs out high and wide and reached down to hold the back of his head, pulling his face tighter into me as I began to fuck his face with my pussy.

Getting faster and harder with my movement my breathing became heavier as an orgasm began to build inside me and it wasn’t long before I started to let out a long steady moan as I came all over his face.

With my orgasm easing he began crawling up my body with kisses, getting to my breasts kissing each one, then he continued up my neck. With our lips and tongues meeting he raised himself into the push up position and began to slowly ease his cock into my silky wet pussy.

Lowering his hips and sliding the tip of his cock into me, he then raised himself slowly removing his cock so just the tip was touching my outer lips, then lowering himself back into me. Working slowly moving back and forth easing in a little bit further each time until his pubic bone met mine, and his body weight pressed down against my clit.

Leaning down he took my left nipple into his mouth, firmly sucking on it as he withdrew his cock and then re-entered with one large thrust. I became so wet as his cock separated my pussy, sliding from tip to base and he sucked my nipple into his hot mouth before alternating from sucking my nipples to kissing around my neck and jaw line while he fucked me with a slow but firm rhythm for several minutes ....

More in part 2!