I Fuck My Wife's Best Friend Ch. 02

For a while, life continued as normal. Kelly and I never spoke about what happened that night on her couch, mainly due to our partners being present at every meeting.

Despite the regret I felt for my actions. I simply could not bring myself to admit my mistake to my wife.

The following weekend, I went to Kelly and Tom's to drop off some spare car parts for Tom's old Ford Capri that we were rebuilding together.

When I arrived, Kelly answered the door. She wore a polka-dot summer dress and fishnet tights. She told me that Tom had gone to the garage to fetch some bits for the car and that I could wait inside for him. 

I sat on the couch and Kelly pottered around the house. There was no hint of awkwardness or any sign of our joint indiscretion the weekend before. Kelly brought me a glass of juice and sat on the couch next to me, her fishnets showing off her fantastic legs.

"Listen, about last week," she said, before continuing

I sat and took a breath, nodding as she continued talking, knowing where she was heading.

"I had fun, but we fucked up, let's keep it to ourselves, no need to ruin two marriages due to our silly drunken 10-minute mistake"

I agreed with her, and we smiled at each other as we shook hands, signaling our agreement to keep our lips sealed. Our eyes lingered for a few seconds longer than expected, and Kelly's fingers intertwined with mine. 

I don't know what it was, but almost a minute after agreeing to never mention our previous hookup, we kissed again, and the sparks of passion exploded into life.

My hands ran through her hair as she clawed at my back, our tongues filled each other's mouths as we kissed with passion. I pulled Kelly's tits out of her dress and began to suck her pierced nipples. She moaned loudly, which was something I hadn't heard last time due to the quiet nature of our sex. My fingers found their way beneath her dress and I pulled her tiny thong to the side. I immediately began rubbing her clit, causing Kelly to elicit more loud moans, and she began to beg me to slide them into her now soaking pussy. Being the gentleman I was, I slowly slide two fingers into her.

After a few minutes, Kelly pushed me off her and told me to lie down. I did as instructed, my cock rock hard in my work pants, straining at the seams.

She popped my trousers open and unzipped them, pulling my hard cock free, taking it in her hand she slowly began to jerk it, moaning as she wrapped her hands around my cock.

Kelly looked at me for a moment, blew me a kiss and began to suck my cock. She bobbed up and down, drooling over me, till my entire cock and balls were drenched in her saliva. Kelly sucked on my cock as if her life depended on it. 

We both moaned and gagged as the tip of my cock hit the back of her throat, something I'd never experienced, as my wife Daisy had a terrible gag reflex.

"Put your dick in me, it's all I have thought about," Kelly said to me, as she lay back on the couch, her legs spread wide, her soaking wet pussy on display for me, her fingers slowly sliding over her exposed pussy.

I sat up and approached her, my rock-hard cock aiming right for her pussy. I slowly eased myself into her, and we both moaned in unison, as my cock inched its way into her pussy, her lips gripping my cock like a kiss, welcoming back a forbidden friend.

We kissed with passion and lust as I slowly fucked her, my cock sliding in and out as we moaned into each others mouths. Knowing that we had the house to ourselves meant Kelly and I could be loud, letting each other hear how good the other felt, as we increased the speed of our passionate, forbidden sex.

Kelly scratched at my back like a woman possessed, and I had to remind her that Daisy might see and that she should ease up, lest we be caught.

Thankfully she did, and we went back to kissing each other, our tongues exploring each others mouths. I gently wrapped my hand around her neck and began to lightly squeeze her throat.

The moans that escaped her lips encouraged me to go harder, and as I did Kelly's eyes began to roll back and her pussy tightened, she began to moan loudly as an orgasm swept over her. 

I held her neck as she came, my cock driving in and out of her now dripping pussy, the sound of sex echoing throughout the house.

Kelly's legs began trembling as her orgasm continued, her pussy gripping my cock like a vice, this finally pushed me over the edge, and I began to moan loudly, as my own orgasm now crept up on me.

I began to groan loudly as I once again filled my wife's best friend's pussy with my cum, spurts of cum flooded her pussy as weeks of lust came flowing out from the tip of my cock.

I then collapsed on top of Kelly, and the two of us embraced each other, gently kissing and enjoying the post-orgasmic bliss we felt. My fingers moved her hair from her face as we both tried to slow our heavy breathing to a regular tempo.

Eventually, I pulled out of her, and we both redressed, knowing her husband Tom would be home shortly, Kelly went upstairs to clean herself, and remove the traces of our second indiscretion from inside of her.

Tom returned home ten minutes later, and we set about working on his car, as we did most Saturdays. 

I felt guilty, and could barely look him in the eye, knowing that twenty minutes earlier I was fucking his wife and bringing her to orgasm. When I eventually left, I received a message from Kelly. It simply read. 

"I like our secret." 

I replied that I felt the same, I deleted the message and went home, riddled with guilt, and unsure what was next for us all.