My Wife's Best Friend

I couldn't believe how things had escalated.

My name is Alex, and I've been married to Sarah for five years. She's everything to me—smart, beautiful, and fiercely loyal. But her best friend, Jamie, has always been a wildcard.

Tall, athletic, with curves that turn heads and a confident smirk that screams trouble. We'd all hung out plenty, but lately, Jamie's visits felt charged, like she was sizing me up.

It started innocently enough one Friday night. Sarah had a work emergency and had to leave town for the weekend, leaving me to host Jamie for what was supposed to be a casual movie night.

'Keep her company,' Sarah texted with a winking emoji.

'She's been stressed.' I didn't think twice. Jamie showed up in tight jeans that hugged her hips and a crop top that exposed her toned midriff, her dark hair cascading over her shoulders.

We settled on the couch with beers, the TV flickering with some action flick neither of us cared about. Jamie stretched out, her leg brushing mine.

'Sarah's lucky,' she said, her voice low and teasing.

'You've got that strong, quiet vibe. Bet you're a beast in bed.' I laughed it off, heat rising in my cheeks, but she leaned closer, her hand resting on my thigh. 'Don't play coy, Alex. I've seen how you look at me.'

Before I could protest, her lips crashed into mine. Her kiss was hungry, demanding, her tongue pushing past my teeth to claim my mouth. I froze, then melted, my hands gripping her waist. She pulled back, eyes gleaming.

'That's better.' Her fingers traced down my chest, unbuttoning my shirt with deliberate slowness. I should have stopped her—Sarah was my wife—but the thrill overrode everything.

Jamie stood, peeling off her top to reveal full breasts straining against a black lace bra.

She kicked off her shoes, then shimmied out of her jeans, standing there in just panties that did little to hide the bulge growing beneath. My eyes widened.

I'd heard rumors about Jamie, whispers in our circle, but seeing it... her cock, thick and hardening, tenting the fabric. She was a futa, a secret she'd kept from most, but now it was out, throbbing for me.

'Like what you see?' she purred, hooking her thumbs into her panties and sliding them down. Her cock sprang free, veined and heavy, at least eight inches, with a slight upward curve.

Below it, her pussy lips peeked out, slick and inviting, but it was her shaft that demanded attention. Precum beaded at the tip as she stroked herself once, slowly.

I swallowed hard, my own dick twitching in my pants.

'Jamie, we can't—' But she was on me in a flash, straddling my lap, her breasts pressing against my bare chest as she ground her hips down. Her cock slid against my stomach, hot and insistent.

'We can, and we will,' she whispered, nipping my earlobe. Her hand dove into my jeans, wrapping around my erection and pumping firmly. I groaned, bucking into her grip.

She unzipped me fully, freeing my cock to the air. It stood rigid, but hers dwarfed it in girth.

Jamie smirked, aligning our lengths and rubbing them together, the friction sending sparks through me.

'Feel that? I'm going to fuck you like Sarah never could.' She kissed me again, deeper, while her free hand explored my balls, squeezing gently.

Pushing me back, Jamie slid down my body, her mouth trailing kisses over my nipples, then lower. She took my cock in her hand, licking the underside from base to tip before swallowing me whole.

Her lips stretched around me, sucking hard, her tongue swirling. I threaded my fingers through her hair, thrusting shallowly into her warm mouth. She hummed, the vibration making me gasp.

But Jamie wasn't one to let me lead. She popped off, saliva stringing from her lips to my tip. 'My turn.' She stood, guiding my head toward her crotch. Her cock hovered inches from my face, musky and alluring.

Hesitant at first, I parted my lips, taking the head into my mouth. It was salty, stretching my jaw as I bobbed forward.

Jamie moaned, her hand on the back of my head, urging me deeper. 'That's it, suck my dick, Alex. Show me how much you want it.'

I gagged slightly as she hit the back of my throat, but the challenge spurred me on. I worked her shaft with my tongue, hollowing my cheeks, while my hand fondled her balls—heavy and full.

Her pussy dripped onto my chin, her arousal mixing with the taste of her precum. Jamie rocked her hips, fucking my face steadily, her breaths coming in sharp pants.

After a few minutes, she pulled out, her cock glistening with my spit. 'Enough foreplay.' She shoved me onto my back, yanking my jeans off completely.

Straddling me again, she reached for the lube on the coffee table—had she planned this? She slicked her fingers, then pressed one against my ass.

I tensed, but she soothed me with a kiss. 'Relax, baby. I'll make it good.'

Her finger breached me, circling inside, finding that spot that made my cock leak. I whimpered, pushing back against her hand.

She added a second, scissoring gently, stretching me open.

'So tight. Can't wait to bury my cock in you.' When she deemed me ready, she withdrew, coating her thick shaft with more lube.

Positioning herself, Jamie nudged the tip against my hole. She pushed in slowly, inch by inch, the burn mixing with pleasure as she filled me.

I gripped the couch cushions, moaning loudly as her balls finally slapped against my ass. She paused, letting me adjust, then began to thrust—shallow at first, building to a rhythm that had the couch creaking.

'Fuck, you feel amazing,' she growled, her breasts bouncing with each drive. Her cock hit deep, prostate milking sending jolts through me.

I stroked my own dick in time with her movements, the dual sensations overwhelming. Jamie leaned down, capturing my nipple between her teeth, biting just hard enough to sting.

She sped up, pounding into me relentlessly, her pussy grinding against my balls on every inward stroke. Sweat slicked our bodies, the room filled with the slap of skin and our mingled grunts.

'Gonna cum inside you,' she warned, her thrusts erratic. I was close too, my hand flying over my cock.

With a roar, Jamie slammed home, her cock pulsing as she unloaded, hot spurts flooding my ass.

The sensation tipped me over— I came hard, ropes of semen splattering my chest. She collapsed onto me, still twitching inside, our breaths ragged.

We lay there, spent, her softening cock slipping out with a wet sound. Jamie kissed my forehead.

'Sarah doesn't have to know. But this? This is just the start.' I nodded weakly, already craving more, the secret binding us in forbidden heat.

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