Her Friend's Visit Ch. 02 - Sex Stories

Her Friend's Visit Ch. 02

HER FRIEND'S VISIT 2

Part 1 of this tale told of how I found my wife's best friend Amy nearly naked in our kitchen one night. She had been visiting us and had gone to the kitchen, wearing just her underpants, to get a drink of water. She said she had forgotten where she was, thinking she was still in her apartment, as the reason why she was not dressed. I could see her pretty young breasts with her pink areolas and nipples and the outline of her pussy hair through the material of her panties. I was wearing pajama pants and she probably could see the tent my dick was making once I had seen her.

One thing led to another. I convinced her to strip. I licked her pussy; then I screwed her right there in our kitchen while my wife (Tracy) was asleep upstairs in our bed. Passion had overtaken any sense of restraint and we had both become consumed with the sexual desire.

After we finished, Amy seemed to be upset at having screwed her college roommate and best friend's husband. It was the first time I had cheated on my wife and Amy was only the second woman with whom I'd ever had intercourse. I had really enjoyed screwing her, who wouldn't. She was young and fit and her pussy was tight and wet. Amy and I joked about trying to get my wife involved with the two of us. We went back to bed, me with a dick smelling of Amy's pussy and Amy with a load of my semen in her womb.

Amy wasn't on birth control, something we hadn't considered during our tryst. I hadn't thought about the ...

... consequences of possibly knocking-up my wife's best friend. Fortunately, I hadn't, not that time anyway.

Two months later, Amy was visiting again for a few days. She lived about fifty miles away. She'd split up with her latest boyfriend, at least for a while, and came to visit us over a long weekend to get her mind off of her troubles. She had arrived on Thursday evening.

On Friday, Tracy and I took the day off and, with Amy, we visited a museum and the closest shopping mall. Throughout the day, Amy and I were very cautious in our interactions, avoiding the mild flirting we had done in the past. Still, she would smile at me in a mischievous way when my wife was not looking. Tracy possibly sensed that something was different, but didn't say anything. She's very perceptive about what others are thinking, particularly me.

Tracy facilitated what happened that evening when, after we got home, she offered to go get a pizza, leaving Amy and me at our home together. She had no sooner left the driveway when Amy jumped me in the living room. I was sitting in an easy chair when Amy climbed onto my lap and kissed me. I kissed her back. We didn't say anything for a few minutes as we just kissed and swirled our tongues together.

I pulled Amy's shirt over her head and undid her bra, freeing her exquisite breasts. I fondled her beauties for a few moments and then put my face in her chest, nuzzling her soft flesh and rubbing my nose on her little brown nipples.

She said, "I've ...