Cheating sex stories – How I fucked my best friend’s husband.

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It was not my intention to make my friend’s husband into one of my cheating sex stories.  However, I walked right into it.  When I walked into my best friend Kiera and her husband Damien’s house the smell of potpourri and candle wax filled the air. The atmosphere is warm and I was immediately comforted.  Damien’s wife Kiera is out of town for a week, visiting family, and I came over to lend a hand with their two kids. It’d been a long day, and I’d been excited to see my best friend’s husband, Damien.

I heard Damien’s voice from the living room and walked in to greet him. I found him sitting on the couch with a beer in hand, watching ESPN.  Slowing walking over to him I noticed his wide smile. I couldn’t help but notice how his eyes seemed to light up when he saw me. It’s like we have this secret language that only we understand. ‘Hey, Camille,’ he says, and I couldn’t help but notice how his voice deepens when he talks to me. ‘Hey, Damien,’ I reply, and I sat down next to him on the couch.    We made small talk for a bit, and then I asked him if he wanted to help me put the kids to bed. He agreed, and we made our way upstairs to the kids’ rooms. We tucked them in, and then we made our way back downstairs.

Now we are alone.

Once we were back in the living room, Damien turned off the TV and looked at me. I could tell he wanted to say something, but he was hesitant. I could feel the tension between us, and I knew what would happen. ‘Camille,’ he says his voice low and husky. ‘I want you.’    I looked at him, and I could feel my heart racing. I knew what he was asking, and I wanted it too. He wanted to start our own cheating sex stories. I stood up, walked over to him, and I straddled him on the couch. When I felt his hard cock pressing against my ebony pussy it was inciting. ‘I want you too, Damien,’ I say, and I lean in to kiss him.

Our lips met, and I could feel the passion between us. I could feel his hands on my ebony body, and I couldn’t help but moan. While I was grinding my ebony pussy against his cock, I could feel him getting harder and harder.    ‘Fuck, Camille,’ he moaned, and I could feel his hands on my ebony ass, pulling me closer to him.

Cheating sex stories on his marital bed

With our own cheating sex stories in mind, I stood up and pulled him up with me.  Then I led him to his marital bed and pushed him down on the bed. I crawled onto the bed and started to undress. I could feel his eyes on me, and I couldn’t help but feel sexy. Taking off my shirt and my bra, and I could see the look of desire in his eyes. After taking off my pants and my panties, I can see his cock straining against his boxers.    I crawled over to him and started to kiss him. I loved feeling his hands on my ebony body. Feeling his fat cock pressing against my ebony pussy, and I couldn’t help but grind against him. ‘I want you inside me, Damien,’ I moaned.

He pulled down his boxers, and I could see his hard cock. I licked my lips in anticipation. He positioned himself at the entrance of my ebony pussy and I could feel him pushing inside me. Moaning loudly as he filled me up, and I could feel my pussy contracting around his cock. He started to thrust inside me, and I could feel the pleasure building up inside me. His hands were all over my body, and I was so turned on. With his lips on my neck, all I could was let out a whimper. ‘Fuck, Damien,’ I moaned, and I could feel him smile against my skin.    He started to thrust harder and harder, and I could feel the pleasure building up inside me. I could feel my orgasm building up inside me.

He was deep inside of me.

‘I’m close, Damien,’ I moaned in pleasure.  He started to thrust even harder, and my orgasm came rushing over me. I moaned loudly as I came. His cock was twitching inside me, as he filled me with his cum.

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