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.

sensitive every time I touch

go limp. When I realized I was losing control, I tried to close my

my c*it and my legs felt like jelly. I pressed my hands against his

bother us.” Aaron kissed the corner of my mouth, and his eyes were full of lust. “Olive, do you know how s*xy

I felt something

His hand.

I could stop him, his fingertips pressed inside me, and my face

my face, admiring my

looked at him anxiously as his fingers

of sinful pleasure made my mind go blank. I started to buck my hips subconsciously, begging for more. Then Aaron licked the shell of my ear and said in a low voice, “Do you want to

bit my lip, refusing

When my a*s was exposed to the open air, I realized that he really wanted

was

grabbed his hand in

against his c*otch, where the material

free when I felt the sudden heat through

door clicked a few times. Someone was trying

seemed to stand still, and I held my breath as I

be no way to explain this

my body over excitedly. With my back to him, he grabbed my waist with one hand to prevent me from

on both sides of the sink. In the mirror, I could see my a*s pressed

and my heart jumped into my throat. I turned

he wasn’t going to stop soon. He kneaded my a*s with his broad palms. “Don’t look at me like that. I know

“Shut up-!”

the front of his pants. Yes, I did want to have sex with him,