It was no longer a matter of if I was going to fuck Ron, but when. Our flirting that weekend ramped up a notch when we knew nobody was looking. He'd grab my ass as he would walk by, I'd try to run my hand along his cock in the kitchen. I made sure to give...

Continued from part I. --- I still couldn't believe what had happened last night, I had swallowed a load from my boyfriend's best friend! The worst part, however, was that I wanted more. But the rest of our friends were arriving that weekend, so I never t...

“Babe, can you pass me my bikini?” “Which one?” “The thong bikini that shows off a lot of cleavage.. the one you like,” I said with a knowing wink. Me and my boyfriend Mike were at his friends cottage out in Virginia. It was supposed to be a weekend of pa...