Wife’s BFF Linda P1 - Sex Stories

Wife’s BFF Linda P1

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In a calm voice, Linda whispered, "Jon, I want to feel you inside me." Without hesitation, I found myself unbuttoning my trousers while Linda slipped her panties off beneath her dress.

As I stood behind Linda, she was still fully clothed except for her panties. I slowly lifted Linda’s dress, revealing her bountiful ass. I admired Linda's alluring appearance as she leaned forward, showing her voluptuous body. I gently separated her legs as I got a full view of her big labia and her wet pink opening, leaving her pussy fully exposed to me.

With the use of my fingers, I proceeded to caress her pussy, noticing how wet and aroused she was. Carefully, I positioned my throbbing cock at the entrance of her pussy, and slowly, I began to penetrate her. Inch by inch, I could tell she wanted more, evident through her soft moans, her natural lubrication, and the way she eagerly pushed against my stiff shaft.

Eventually, my entire length found its place inside her pussy. The feeling was amazing, our bodies moving in sync, each thrust heightening our desire. As my thrusts became faster and harder, Linda's movements intensified, matching mine and exerting more pressure on my throbbing cock. Her pussy was unbelievably tight, constricting around the shaft of my penis. The sensation from her hot, wet, and constricted pussy was nothing short of extraordinary.

Her rapid breath and intense moans indicated her imminent orgasm. Linda stifled a scream, desperately trying to ...

... contain her ecstasy. Her body convulsed with pleasure, her voice barely a whisper as she gasped, "I'm cumming, Jon! Don’t stop, please. I'm cumming!"

Linda was still enjoying the lingering waves of pleasure from her orgasm and whispered, “Cum inside me, Jon. Cum for me, baby.” I felt the release building deep within me. My body tenses as I climax, with each powerful thrust of my cock filling Linda’s pussy with my seed. As our bodies gradually relaxed, an overwhelming sense of satisfaction washed over us.

As the intensity of our desires waned, the weight of reality began to sink in. It became clear that we must tidy ourselves and appear presentable before encountering Anna, my wife, once again.

As the event ended, the three of us began our journey home. My thoughts were conflicted, torn between the forbidden pleasure with Linda and the guilt I felt towards my wife, Anna, sitting next to me in the car. Lust consumed me again as I imagined my cum soaking Linda's panties, causing my arousal to resurface as my cock began to stir. Oblivious to my infidelity, my wife radiated happiness and pride for her successful management of the event, completely unaware of the lingering scent of our indiscretion in the car.

After a seemingly never-ending drive, we finally reached Linda's place and said our goodbyes before heading home. During the drive back, Anna asked about my evening with Linda and even playfully suggested we make a cute couple. My thoughts were in disarray—did she ...