Torn

I looked over my shoulder stunned to see Chris staring at us while we fucked. I quickly jumped up but he threw me back on the bed on top of his best friend demanding that I finish.

It was Sunday. I always got many things accomplished during the week, so when Sunday rolled around, I could actually relax without thinking about work I didn’t catch up on. After hitting the gym this particular morning I headed back home for a quick shower then jetted to the cleaners to pick up my suit. Keira would be waiting for me to pick her up from the airport at 3 then we would head over to our favorite restaurant where we would celebrate our 3rd anniversary. I loved Keira immensely and was strongly considering proposing to her. As I drove around looking for a place to pass some time before I headed to the airport. I decided to stop in an Adult sex store to find some toys Keira and I could use when we wanted to get real kinky.

Darren knew exactly how to turn up the heat, he spread my legs open revealing my fat brown pussy dripping wet with the juices of my body, he crept towards my open legs eyes fixated on the cum seeping out, licking it with his tongue, I felt a million orgasms building up in my body waiting to explode. Darren treated me like a queen, catering to my every needs buying me things that he knew I would love knowing exactly how to turn me on, I had never felt this way with anyone and I knew I would easily fall in love with him. He was everything a woman needed in a man, sexy, financially secure, in tune with my wants and needs. It was almost perfect except for one huge problem. He was my man’s best friend. Darren looked up at me after feeling satisfied with just eating my pussy. I smiled at him and turned over on my stomach so he could enter me from the back. Loving the way he so gently touched my body as he entered my wet pussy I stuck my ass out as far as possible so I could feel his long dick all the way inside of me, he reached under me and cupped my breasts with his hands slowly entering in and out of me and filling me with so much desire for him I dreamed he would never stop. Our rhythm was so in sync I felt every bit of pleasure with Darren and every bit of guilt as I thought of Chris.

Darren kissed me on my forehead while I put on my trench and gathered my luggage, our weekend was over and for me, it was back home to Chris, he would be waiting for me at the airport, I’m sure with flowers and a huge smile. I still loved Chris but not the way I used to, things had changed over the years and although he tried his very best to make sure I was satisfied with him, I started to grow bored, knowing that I wanted to eventually be with him but not exactly sure If I was completely ready yet. From the moment I laid eyes on his best friend Darren, I knew I wanted him, our eyes met each others as Chris introduced us. I felt my stomach churn and my heart wouldn’t stop racing. For the longest time I would avoid him, I couldn’t begin to think of cheating on Chris especially with his best friend. But one day Darren invited us to his Christmas party at his house we partied hard and got drunk while Chris was drunk lying down in the bedroom, Darren and I got to talking we had a long conversation and that eventually led to him leaning forward as I spoke and placing a kiss on my lips, I opened my mouth to say something but couldn’t, he said he knew he wanted me the minute he saw me, and felt guilty for even thinking this, knowing that him and Chris go way back, he told me he fought with himself everyday and tried to avoid me whenever he saw me. I couldn’t say anything to him, I felt the exact same way.

Now we were sneaking to see each other as much as possible, planning elaborate lies, fake family visits and business trips just so we could see each other and not get caught. This particular time I told Chris I had to go on a business trip to Chicago for the weekend, knowing that Darren would be in New York that same weekend to visit his family he had planned to catch a plane to Chicago to meet me before coming back home. We had built this complicated lifestyle and schedule just to be with each other, but when I was finally with him, to me, it was well worth it.



There she was my baby, my beautiful, looking gorgeous as ever. Keira smiled at me as I looked at her, I had stopped off and bought her favorite flowers calalilies, taking her luggage from her we kissed and hugged. “ So how was your trip?” “Well you know business as usual nothing special” “I missed you baby thinking about every position to take you in” “Oh really? How bad do you want it?” I looked at her as she unbuttoned the top of her trench to reveal the cleavage of her breasts, “guess what I have under this?” She grinned and right then and there I wanted to rip off her coat and make love to her in the airport. Trying to control myself, we headed to the car. I carefully placed her luggage in the trunk of the jag and got in the car. My dick hardened with every glance of her breasts as she sat staring out the window, just looking at her smooth soft skin, tussled hair and full lips had me wanting her right then and there. I turned off the main road and drove the car to a small wooded area “Baby where are we going?” she asked “You know I can’t wait till we get home I need to have you now.” I drove down the hill until we reached a gravel road that led to the beach, parking my car by the gate of the yacht club I reached over and unbuttoned her trench revealing her beautifully nude body, taking her breast in my hand I played with her nipples sucking them as she moaned. We got out the car and I placed one of her legs up on the rolled down window of the open car door bending her over with pants down to my ankles I entered the walls of her pussy, missing every moment of this while she was gone was torcher, we sexed what seemed like forever right there in the open, by the beach.


I felt guilty. As soon as I saw Chris’s smiling face and (to my prediction) my favorite flowers, the guilt set in. He was so into me it hurt me to see him so happy knowing I had just slept with his best friend. I knew he would want to have sex with me as soon as he saw me so I decided to face it now instead of later when we were at home and I had more time to think, I sped up the process by being a bit seductive. The sex with us was always good and adventurous, so when Chris decided we have sex by the beach I wasn’t surprised, as usual he knew how to get me every time, and when the sex ended, the dinner had been eaten and the happy anniversaries were said, I knew I couldn’t do this to him any longer. The next day I had the day off and while Chris was at work I called Darren over so I could break the news to him. When he arrived I had every intention of telling him it was over, but when I saw his face his beautiful face his sexy body those eyes all I could think about was the passionate times we had together the trips we’ve been to the love he had for me. “So what was it that you wanted to talk to me about?” “Um” I couldn’t, I was torn I didn’t know what I wanted anymore I felt as though I couldn’t let either one of them go I had to have them both but for how long? I walked over to Darren knelt in front of him zipping down his pants I pulled out his dick and stroked it, opening my mouth and sucking it with so much intensity and passion, I pushed his dick as far down my throat as it could reach, brushing my hair back while he held his head back, Darren moaned and shuddered as I gave his dick some serious deep throat. I got up and led the way to the bedroom his dick still hard and wet following behind me. I pushed him on the bed took of my clothes and mounted him, riding him gave me so much pleasure, we were so caught up in each other that I didn’t hear the door open or even realize someone was watching.

Darren looked over my shoulder as I rode his dick, he froze and I turned around to see Chris staring at us I quickly jumped off Darren’s dick. Too shocked to say anything. The look on Chris’s face had me scared. “Don’t stop Keira please continue” He said this so calmly that it scared the shit out of me. I shook my head and started to walk away, he grabbed my arm and threw me back on the bed on top of Darren “Where the fuck do you think your going? I said continue doing what you were doing, I want to see why this dick seems to be better than mine, pretend I’m not even here.” Tears streaming down my face I began to suck Darren’s dick again to get him hard. He was way to stunned to say anything and didn’t even look Chris’s way. “I want to see how he makes you come and I want you to scream my name when he’s fucking you because this will be the last time you will ever fuck him or see him again” I sobbed some more and rode Darren hard he flipped me over on my stomach and fucked me from the back so good with so much intensity it was almost like he was putting on a show, proving to Chris that he really could do it better than him. I didn’t want to show pleasure but at that moment I felt I couldn’t stop crying with pleasure this was the best fuck Darren had ever given the intensity, the awkwardness the unwelcome excitement of it all turned me on and I realized how much I didn’t want it to end because once Darren stopped fucking me I would have to face Chris.

When Darren finished he got up and stood in front of Chris. “Man I told you” he said he put on his clothes and left the room.



A year has passed since the day Chris caught Darren and I. We are together again from a short separation and much pleading and proving myself to him. Darren had told Chris that I was unfaithful in order to break us up but Chris didn’t believe it Darren had called Chris to the house saying he had to talk to him but of course that was not the case. They are no longer friends. Darren thought it best to accept a job offer in Chicago. There are days when I still think of Darren and even dream of him. My actions show how much I am in love and dedicated to Chris but if my mind was anything like my actions it would show how much I thought about Darren and how much I missed him…

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