Open Marriage With My Husband’s Best Friend.

Xee writes. Steamy Stories

Maxwell’s finger shoved deeper into my dripping cunt, curling and flickering at that spot that made me arch…. Eyes pinning me in place. “Does your husband touch you this way? Tell me, does he roll his finger in and out of your p***y till you squirm this way?”My toes curled, nails digging deeper into the sheet. Sob after sob racked beneath my throat. “No…” The moan slipped past my trembling lips, then a smile grazed the corner of his lip, slow, gentle, and torturous. “Now c*m for me, Clara. c*m on my fingers like a good girl.”My back arched off the bed instinctively, walls clamping tightly around his finger while ny orgasm crashed into me, thrashing my body back and forth.But he didn't stop. His fingers kept rolling in and out, eyes completely locked against mine. *It should have ended there…. A fleeting moment of revenge.On the night when my cheated husband humiliated me at a club and asked for an open marriage, I had forcefully kissed a stranger to spike him.But the kiss didn’t stop there. Neither did he.His hands worked my body, touching me in ways my husband could never. Every kiss ruined and broke me, but every thrust made me his.The night ended… but the sin didn’t.Because the man who had worked my body like it was his was just a stranger. He was my husband’s best friend, one who shouldn't know how I taste. But now I burn for the man I should never crave.And he feeds on me like sin, making me take every inch of his c**k like a good girl.

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