Blow job and a helping hand

Knowing it's wrong, and dangerous to both of your relationships, you step inside the room and close the door tight behind you. Your stomach feels light and your head is dizzy as you walk over to join her by the bed. Your wife is great, but what red-blooded man when faced with a younger woman that oozes sex appeal and pure confidence wouldn't jump at this opportunity. Any man would do the same, you tell yourself, as you step up beside your best friend's girlfriend.

"I think you have me at a disadvantage. You've seen a lot of me, and I've seen nothing of you."

"You want me to take off my shirt?" You tease her.

"Fuck your shirt," she tells you. "Show me your cock. I want to see the dick that made Ariana agree to walk down the aisle and say 'I do'."

You can hardly believe this is actually happening.

"You want to see my dick?"

"Yeah, seems fair, don't you think? You watched me masturbate, I get to see your dick."

"I guess..."

You understand her logic, but you hope that it's more than a tit for tat. You look over her long smooth legs, and thighs, and up, to her tight tee that strains to contain tits bigger than your wife's breasts. You want to do more than watch this beautiful blonde woman while you jerk off.

"Well, then out with it," she says impatiently. "...or, maybe...you're just waiting for me to pull it out for you, aren't you?"

She reaches for your jeans with an excited grin, although you're not sure if it's because of the naughtiness of her action or if she just enjoys playing with you. But you're excited too and smile back as you watch her nimble little hands unbuckle your belt and unzip your jeans. You already feel so much better with the tight pressure of your trousers no longer constricting your hard dick. It feels even better when she grabs your jeans and boxers and yanks both down at once. Your already hard cock bounces out and almost slaps her in the face.

"Oh shit, look at the size of that cock. Not as big as Matt's but I'm sure I'll enjoy sucking on it all the same."

She reaches out a small hand and simply compares her hand size to the girth of your dick. It's at that this moment that your stupid brain reminds you of what's at stake.

"We really should not be doing this." You remind her.

"And yet you still came into the room."

Her hand touches your cock and you shiver. She feels you gently for a few seconds, just letting her fingers glide along your shaft, feeling how thick and warm you are. Her fingers move up to your slick cockhead and feel the wetness already there. She reaches down and grabs your cock harder and begins to slowly move her hand, pulling the skin of your cock along with her. You groan at how good it feels to have her hand on your dick. These are the movements of a confident, eager woman who knows how to handle a cock and isn't afraid to show it.

She pumps you with her hand while she gradually gets faster and faster. You groan again but try to keep your voice down because you know Matt is just down the hall in the living room. She's jerking you fully now, her fist moving back and forth over your entire length. Just when you think it can't get any better she starts to alternate between stroking every inch of your cock and focusing on the tip where you're most sensitive. If you were jerking yourself, you would be able to last a lot longer, but the touch and feel of a strange, skilled hand is getting you close.

You always find the best way to postpone ejaculation is to focus on the woman. Kali is still bottomless and lying sideways on the bed while she touches you. Touching her is as simple as leaning over and placing a hand on her hip.

"Mmmmm."

She lets out a moan when your hand makes contact with her skin, so you take it as a green light to go ahead. You'd love to pay more attention to her ass but you want to get to her pussy, so you just give her a quick little swat on her firm, round, well maintained tush, and then slide your hand down, over her thigh and dip between her legs. She opens them for you, lifting one knee and giving you the best view of her tight pussy. Better than watching from the door. You rub your hand over her and instantly feel how wet she is. She lets out another moan and you continue to rub her outside for a few seconds, before sliding your hand down along her wet lips, and slipping a finger inside.

Another moan leaves her lips and you're worried that Matt might hear. That's not a problem for long, since she takes your fingering as a challenge and leans in to take your dick in her mouth. Your head is in a daze, finding it difficult to comprehend that you're actually here, getting your dick sucked by your best friend's girl while your best friend sits in the other room. You know it's wrong and you shouldn't be doing this, but the sensation of her wet warm mouth around your cockhead makes it difficult to think about anything more than shoving your dick deeper into her throat. Sensing your resistance is all but gone, she pulls you onto the bed.

"Mmmmm, you're really enjoying this for someone who thinks they shouldn't be doing it. Doesn't Ariana take care of your cock enough?"

Before you can reply, her mouth is back on your dick, bobbing up and down as she envelops more of your shaft. It takes a tremendous amount of will power to answer her question.

"Oooooo, no, I mean, yes, we have regular sex but she never sucks my cock like this."

"Fuck, how does she keep her hands off it? I suck Matt off every night, and if I was married to this cock it'd never leave my mouth either."

She dives on your cock again, pleasure flooding your brain once more before you can reply. She's sucking it all the way into her mouth now, until it's almost in her throat and your balls are right against her chin. She gags and pulls back, breathless and regains her composure while she idly licks your tip and tastes the precum there. You imagine her doing this to Matt every night, and put yourself in Matt's place. But you feel your dick tense as if you're going to cum soon, so you try your tried and true tactic.

Bent over beside you, you find it easy to reach a hand between her legs and massage her pussy again. It's even wetter than before and feels fatter and engorged. The hole is practically gaping as it waits for your fingers, or maybe more. As good as a distraction as her warm pussy on your fingers is though, she's such an exquisite cocksucker that it isn't long before you feel your load about to erupt, despite your best efforts. Being a gentleman, you warn her before hand.

"F-fuck, Kali, you're going to make me cum."

She pulls her lips from your dick with a pop and smiles deviously at you.

"I could let you cum over my face...or, you could help me with this wet pussy and fuck me until we both cum?"