My friend's girlfriend

It all happened on a trip. A bunch of friends went on vacation together, and everyone brought their partner except me. I went alone because I’m single. In this case, my friend Jorge brought his girlfriend, Fanny.

Let me describe Fanny: she’s about 5’7″, gym body, big ass but small, firm tits, small waist, brown hair with a blonde touch. Fucking delicious, honestly. I’d always thought she looked good, but I never imagined she’d be like this.

One night we went to a club. Everyone was drinking and dancing. I was dancing with some girl I’d met at another table, real close, kissing her right there in front of everyone. And I noticed Fanny couldn’t stop staring at me.

Around dawn we went back to the house we’d rented together. We kept partying a little longer there, but one by one people went to their rooms. Except Jorge and Fanny. The three of us stayed in the living-dining room, having a few quiet drinks.

Suddenly, Jorge just got up and went to his room without saying anything. I was left alone with Fanny.

We kept drinking and talking shit. At some point, she stood up and started dancing on me, real close. Her hips moved against my crotch and I felt myself get hard instantly.

“I got so horny watching you dance with that girl,” she whispered in my ear, her voice shaky. “And watching you kiss that whore… I got completely soaked.”

I didn’t think twice. I grabbed her waist and kissed her. Her mouth tasted like tequila and her hands went up to my neck. Alone in the living room, with everyone else asleep in their rooms.

Fanny has an athletic gym body. I lifted her up and sat her on the dining table. I pulled off her top and bit her tits, small but really firm. She arched her back and bit her lip to keep from moaning.

“Fuck me, but quiet,” she whispered.

I pulled down my pants and pushed up her skirt. She wasn’t wearing anything underneath. She was dripping wet. I went in without a condom, feeling how tight she was around me. I started slow at first, then harder. The table creaked a little. With every thrust, Fanny dug her nails into my back.

The thought that someone might come downstairs to the bathroom and see us turned me on. But what got me even hotter was that I was fucking my friend’s girlfriend. That made me last longer and cum harder.

I put her on all fours over the couch. Her gym ass bounced against me while I grabbed her hair and pulled gently at the back of her neck. She buried her face in the cushion to keep from screaming. I was giving it to her so good her legs started shaking.

“Don’t stop,” she managed to say. “Right there, right there, right there…”

I felt her cum when she clenched hard around me and let out a muffled moan. I kept going until I couldn’t hold back anymore. I pulled out and came on her back, right between her ass cheeks. It ran down her crack.

We cleaned up fast with a napkin from breakfast. She pulled her skirt back down and I buttoned my pants. She walked back to Jorge’s room like nothing had happened.

“This is going to keep happening,” she told me from the doorway, voice low. “He doesn’t give me what I need.”

The next day we all had breakfast together. Jorge pouring her coffee, her smiling at him, me eating fruit. No one noticed anything. But when she walked past me, she brushed her hand against my crotch and winked.

That same night, after everyone fell asleep, I waited for her in the living room again. And she came back downstairs.