Ah, the Best Man

Lately, I haven't had work and I'm looking after my brother's kid. That's good because, among other things, it gives me time and a computer. So, I'll tell you some more of my stories with my best man.

After we returned from his country house, it took us about three weeks to talk. We both felt guilty about what had happened and wanted to forget it. One morning he called me and said he wanted to meet, to talk things over, and clear some things up. I was hesitant to say yes, because I still wanted him very much, but he was so insistent that I had no other choice.

We made a date at Mojo, a little bar in Ilisia that I often go to with my girlfriends, at 11. I went a little early, in case there was anyone I knew there, and waited for him. When he walked in, he looked so handsome to me and my heart nearly broke. This man had really done something to me. I hoped he would tell me he didn't want anything to happen between us again.

After a little while, while we were talking, he took my hand and gave me a very arousing kiss. That was it, I couldn't resist the attraction this man held for me. I had forgotten everything, the guilt and my best woman.

We embraced and kissed passionately for what felt like an hour. I don't know how long, but I remember my juices running down my thighs. I kept stroking his cock, which was about to pierce through his pants. I asked him to come to my place. It was close and I couldn't take it anymore. Already in the elevator, I had unzipped his pants and was passionately holding him. As soon as we got inside the house, he threw me on the floor and pulled my pants off. He moved my panties aside and as soon as he saw my pussy full of juices, he went crazy.

"I want to suck you, baby," he told me and immediately buried his head in my pussy. Every suck on my clit, every lick of his was killing me. Lucky Margarita, I thought, with a pussy-eating skill like Kostas has. I had surrendered to let him do whatever he wanted to me. It didn't take long for me to cum on his tongue, and that drove him wild. He sucked up all my cum, like no one has ever sucked it up for me before.

It was my turn. I took his cock, which was ready to explode, and started stroking it, sometimes gently and sometimes roughly. I could hear him groaning and I continued at the same pace. I jerked him off for a long time, until he put it in my mouth. I wanted to eat it whole. He held my head and wouldn't let me catch my breath. He kept shouting at me: "you're my whore, and I'll never stop fucking you!". I felt submissive and I liked it. I licked his balls and then the head of his cock. He was groaning as if he were being slaughtered. The little veins on his cock had swollen. I was afraid he would cum in my mouth, but my best man knew our agreement well: no cum in my mouth! He pushed me back and entered me. His cock was hammering me non-stop. I must have been screaming from the lust because I remember his hand covering my mouth. At the same time, he started putting a finger in my asshole. That kills me. When he put two fingers in my asshole, I came again.

Then he pulled his cock out of my pussy and ordered me to get on all fours. As if I didn't want that. I wanted his whole cock in my ass. I wanted him to tear me apart like the last times. I wanted him to cum in my asshole. He entered without any lube, which hurt me terribly. I must have been howling from the pain and the lust, because he covered my mouth with my panties. He was fucking me non-stop, while I was provoking him by saying: "tear me apart, best man, fuck my ass."

He shouted at me that he would come whenever he wanted to tear my ass apart. My right hand was frantically rubbing my clit. He was going in and out of my ass and shouting at me: "Are you ready, my little slut, for me to cum?". Suddenly he started trembling and filled my ass with cum and almost immediately I came for the third time. I felt divine. I had been fucked in the ass, his cum was running everywhere, I was in pain and at the same time I had cum three times.

He fell on top of me, and while he was licking my ear, he threatened me that we weren't done for today. He wanted to fuck my ass again. It hurt, but I wanted it so much!

I sent him to the bathroom to wash up and then I licked him clean. In a little while his cock was ready for action. Just the thought that the cock I had just licked was going to fuck my ass again had made me frantic with lust. I was still hurting from the previous tearing, but I wanted him like a woman possessed. This time, however, I was going to fuck him. I threw him on his back on the floor, climbed on top of him and sat down on his cock. As soon as the head entered my little hole, I felt incredible pain. But I wasn't prepared to stop. I relaxed for a moment and sat down as deep as possible. I had his cock in my ass and I felt happy. I started moving up and down slowly at first, and when the pain subsided, faster and faster. The whole time he was telling me various dirty things about my ass, that it can't get enough cock and other such things that had me ready to cum. He was tearing my ass apart for good and that was worth everything. It wasn't long before he groaned and his cum gushed out like a fountain. I kept it inside me for as long as I could and then we got up. I had taken him from everywhere and now I knew that with this man we had a lot more to experience together. I was full of him, literally and metaphorically.

I didn't need to decide about the future. I knew time would show if this situation could continue. And for a while, it did continue at a very high pace.

That's all from me for now, and have a good time!