Motherfucker: Part 3 - Sex Stories

Motherfucker: Part 3

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"And each time that Cacho and I fucked, we kept getting more and more intimate with each other, until the last time that we fucked that night, when we actually found ourselves making love to one another, just like two lovers do, and not just fucking to get our rocks off, like we had been doing earlier that night.

"The next morning, after we both woke up, Cacho and I made a pact that we would never have sex together again, and agreed that what we had done could never amount to more than a one-night stand, and that we could never let anyone else know about the sex that took place between us due to the circumstances that Cacho's best friend was my fiancé, Pablo.

"Cacho was even the Best Man at Pablo's and my wedding, which to be honest with you, was quite awkward, considering the fact that I was about six months pregnant on the day of our wedding, and I knew that this little baby inside my womb--who would later be named Richie--was actually Cacho's baby, even though I never told him after that night of secret, taboo sex. It was just safer for everyone else involved to let them all believe that Pablo was Richie's biological father.

"But I absolutely knew that the baby was Cacho's, because several weeks and a missed period had passed before I secretly took a home pregnancy test, and verified that I was pregnant.

"It wasn't until after I took that pregnancy test that I finally let Pablo go all the way with me, and 'take my virginity.'

"The worst part ...

... of all this is that Cacho suddenly showed up in our lives about five years later. I was so excited to see him again that I had a hard time keeping my hands off him. Especially when he was at our house having lunch.

"And when Pablo left the kitchen, and went out to his car to go back to work for the afternoon, Cacho grabbed my crotch and squeezed it with his hand. And I didn't try to stop him either. In fact, I tilted my hips back and let him have his way with my pussy.

"He reached down and grabbed hold of my right hand and placed it onto his crotch, so that I could squeeze and play with the growing bulge that was his awesome Mexican dick.

"Then he kissed me on the cheek and whispered to me in my ear, confessing to me that he loved me, and that he regretted backing down and letting me marry his best friend, Pablo. He said that was the reason why he had left town. He couldn't stand being around me on a daily basis, and still being in love with a woman who he could never have as his wife, or girlfriend.

"I told him that I loved him too, and that I felt the same way that he did. I felt like I had made a huge mistake marrying Pablo. But it was too late now, and there was really nothing that I could do about it without ruining everything.

"And he told me that there was something that I could do about it, and that was to have sex with him one last time, and help both of us to get it out of our systems, so that we could each move on with our lives.

"Then he asked ...