I sucked my best friend's boyfriend's dick

This story still has my pussy dripping wet just from remembering it. My best friend, let’s call her Valentina, is a crazy girl with no limits, and her boyfriend, let’s say his name is Gabriel, is just as daring as she is. The two of them are always coming up with these hot dares that have me as a witness and, sometimes, as an unwilling-yet-willing participant.

That day we were in the car on the way to her house, blasting reggaeton, when out of nowhere Valentina says: “Gabo, if you can make it home without getting hard, I’ll pay for dinner on Saturday at that expensive spot you like.” He laughed with that macho confidence of a guy who thinks he controls everything, and said: “Deal.” Then, Valentina looks at me in the rearview mirror with that sly smile that always gives her away and says: “Cris, get in the front seat and do whatever you want to him. Let’s see if he can last!”

I didn’t think twice, girl. I unbuckled my seatbelt and launched myself into the passenger seat like a hungry lioness. Gabriel stared at me with eyes like dinner plates, but he didn’t say a thing, he just smiled like he knew he was going to lose.

The vibe in the car was hot, literally. You could feel the sexual tension like a thick fog. I leaned into him and started by unbuckling his belt and pulling down his zipper. He smelled like that cheap-but-good cologne that guys who sweat like real men wear, mixed with that scent of a man fresh off work, a little like cement and hard labor.

When I pulled down his boxers, damn, girl! There it was. That big dick, semi-hard but promising so much. It was thick, with veins that stood out like roads on a map, and the head was all pink, like a ripe strawberry. I took it in both hands and felt it already throbbing. Without a second thought, I took it into my mouth.

It tasted like salt, like clean skin but with that masculine edge that drives you wild. I started slow, sucking just the tip, playing with my tongue on that little spot that drives them crazy. He was moaning softly, trying to hold back, but I could feel him getting harder with every lick. I took him deeper, swallowing him until he hit the back of my throat, feeling myself choke a little, and that just turned me on even more.

My hands didn’t stop: one was massaging his balls, which were big and tight, and the other went to my own clit, which was already soaked. Valentina couldn’t stop laughing, telling him: “See, baby? Cris is gonna make you lose.”

And that’s exactly what happened. In less than five minutes, he was moaning like a madman, grabbing my head and pushing me down onto his dick. “I’m gonna come, Cris, I’m coming,” he said, and I didn’t pull away. I felt him throb and release all his cum into my mouth, warm and thick. I swallowed every last drop, like the good little cocksucker I am.

Gabriel lost the bet, obviously, and Valentina paid for dinner, but I ended up worse than him: hooked. Now I can’t stop thinking about that big dick and how I want to ride it until he fills me up completely…