Cheat With My Boyfriend Best Friend

Surprise Me

“Is it you?” Aaron’s hand ghosted over my p*ssy from the outside of my dress. I trembled, then I suddenly snapped out of my daze.

“Wait…” I turned my head away from him as a wave of regret washed over me.

Oh my G*d… What was I doing? I was worse than a w*ore at this point!

The alcohol from his mouth must’ve made me drunk.

“Huh?” Aaron looked at me with a raised eyebrow and a grin. “It’s too late for that now, darling.”

His fingers slipped under my dress, h*oked around the edge of my thong, and yanked hard. I let out a cry.

It was too much…

“Now I’m going to unwrap my gift,” Aaron whispered in my ear, making me shiver, but it wasn’t enough to distract me from his hand in my skirt. With one tug, the tie that kept my thong on came undone, and it fell limply into his hand.

“I did pay for this, darling. Give it to me.” He looked at the wet spot on the black lingerie, and he held it to the tip of his nose to sniff it. “That’s it…”

“… Give it back.” I blushed and reached out to grab my panties.

When I put them on earlier, I was imagining Aaron taking them off me, but I never thought that this was how it’d happen. I blushed as my heart raced.

I’d clearly underestimated how lustful this man was.

I wrapped my arms around myself, embarrassed. Then Aaron picked me up, pinning my arms, and carried me to the bathroom counter. There, he set me down and spread my legs apart. This time, he did more than tease me as he stroked the outside of my p*ssy with his fingers.

more sensitive every

I tried to close my legs, but he

my c*it and my legs felt like jelly. I pressed my hands against his chest. “Aaron, cut that

my mouth, and his eyes were full of lust.

felt something shoved between

His hand.

fingertips pressed inside me, and my face

stared intently at my face, admiring my expression when his

anxiously as his fingers were stirring inside me. I could hear

I started to buck my hips subconsciously, begging for more. Then Aaron licked the shell of my ear and said

at him and bit my lip, refusing to

pushed my skirt up. When my a*s was exposed to the open air,

this was the

grabbed his hand

hand down to press against his c*otch, where the material of his

I felt the

handle on the bathroom door clicked

still, and I held my breath as I stared at

to break in, there’d be no way

my body over excitedly. With my back to him, he grabbed my waist

of the sink. In the mirror,

heart jumped into my throat.

soon. He kneaded my a*s with his broad palms. “Don’t

“Shut up-!”

leaving a wet spot on the front of his pants. Yes, I did want to have sex