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Friend's Wife (MF)

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Category: Male-Female
Author: ~anonymous
Age: 32
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One evening I had been drinking at a friend's house. I had known Gabe for years, through his first divorce, and now into his second marriage. Me and Gabe's wife got along great. She was a drinker, and so was I, although he would only drink a beer or two before giving up for the night.

Gabe worked for a security company, and had to work nights, usually starting around midnight, and working until the following morning. He would often leave me at his house, drinking with his wife. He trusted me, plus the fact that he and his wife weren't getting along well probably made him care even less.

Well, this particular night, I was horny as hell, and both of us had drank too much. Carla was a small girl, maybe 90 pounds, with a small chest, but with nipples that were constantly hard. Even a sweatshirt did little to hide those protruding points. I had seen down her shirt one time, and loved the way her tits were capped with those erect nubs.

I laid down on the couch, watching TV, while she reclined in her chair. I dozed off for a brief time, and when I woke up, I saw that she was totally zonked out, snoring softly. I knew she was a sound sleeper, especially when she had been drinking, so I figured, what the heck, maybe I could sneak a peak at her tits?

I crawled quietly off the couch, and slowly crept across the room to where she was sprawled on her chair. I knew she wasn't wearing a bra, by the way her tits had been bouncing earlier when she moved. I got up on my knees next to her chair, and lifted her sweatshirt away from her stomach and up, tilting my head to see underneath.

Mmmm...they were beautiful, and I knew I had to touch them. She hadn't stirred, so I continued to pull her shirt up, until her breasts were exposed completely. I leaned over her, and touched my tongue to one of her nipples. They were, of course, hard as usual, and I flicked it with the end of my tongue.

By this time, my 6" cock was raging inside my pants. I unzipped, and pulled it out, and started slowly stroking it while ogling her great chest. I knew it wouldn't be long before I shot a nice load of cum.

Then I noticed her hand was dangling off the edge of the chair, close to my lap. I figured since she hadn't woke up so far...why not risk it? I slowly grabbed her hand and wrapped her fingers around my cock, and slowly stroked myself with her hand. She didn't move, or change breathing, or anything.

But I sure did!

It wasn't long before I felt the cum welling up in my balls. I straightened up my thighs, raising up onto my knees, and jerked myself faster with her hand. With a grunt, I sent cum flying across her stomach and tits. The second spurt landed on the arm of the recliner, and the third and fourth dribbled across her hand.

Knowing I had to clean up the mess, quickly, I leaned over and licked the cum from her tits. Oh my god...how sexy that was. I then scooped up what little was on the arm of the recliner, and rubbed it into the skin on her belly. Her hand I wiped off on my softening cock and underwear. I pulled her shirt back down, and crawled back over to the couch, and went to sleep with a huge smile on my face.

She never said anything the next morning, but I think maybe she knew something happened, just by the puzzled looks she gave me.

We did other things over the months that follows, but those are for another story...