I sucked his dick after he fucked his gf aha

My guy friend came over to have me clean his dick after fucking his gf. I always joked about how it would be fun to taste his gf after he used her. He thought I was all talk, you know, just fucking around. But last night… last night he came over to put my mouth to the test. To see if I was really that much of a nasty slut for him.

I wasted no time after he sneaked over. The second he was in my door, I was on my knees, my heart pounding like a drum. I didn’t hesitate; I just went down, tasting her on him. That musky, sweet, fucking intimate taste of their sex. He kept moaning how good it felt, his hands getting all tangled in my hair.

But I told him that I tasted better. My voice was all breathy and choked as I teased him, letting the tip of his dick hit the back of my throat. I looked right up at him while I did it, showing him I could take it deeper, that I could worship his cock better than she ever could.

He thought it would be too much to put his dick inside of me. Like, his conscience was trying to fight what we both wanted. But baby, I broke that resistance. I kept begging and begging for it, my words a desperate chant. “Please, I need to feel you deep inside me. I need you to fuck me with her still on you.”

He couldn’t resist anymore. He picked me up like I was nothing, his hands gripping my ass, and he carried me to the wall. He didn’t say a word, just lined himself up and had me sit on his dick, impaling me in one rough, perfect motion. It was my mission to show him I was better, sluttier, and tighter than his gf.

I rode him so hard, my thighs burning, my nails digging into his shoulders. I was a fucking animal on him, taking every inch, grinding down on him so he could feel how soaked I was just from the taboo of it all. It didn’t take long, the tension was too much. I felt him pulse inside me, and his warm load filled me up, claiming me.

After he was done, I slid back down to my knees, my body still trembling. I went down to clean him up, my tongue making slow, deliberate circles, tasting our mixed mess. Then I kissed him, deep and filthy, letting him know without a doubt that I indeed tasted better than his gf.

I hope his gf has the pleasure of tasting me when she sucks on his morning wood the following day aha. I hope she gags on the faint, salty reminder of my pussy. Let her wonder whose scent is all over her man.