Consoling her 2

His friend… again. The temptation won us over

My boyfriend came home like he hadn’t just cheated on me. I didn’t have enough information to question him. I just enjoyed the feeling of my recent nut and fell asleep. I couldn’t stop thinking about him. I knew I shouldn’t have but he consumed my thoughts. I was quiet and cared less what went on in my household. All I wanted was him, I needed him. Two weeks later my boyfriend decided to have game night at our house. I was on pins and needles and almost couldn’t contain my excitement.
Everyone arrived and it was a fun filled night. Drinks were flowing and there were nothing but good vibes. I’d eaten an edible and my pussy began to speak to me. I tried to ignore it because usually I’d be waiting for everyone to leave to climb all over my man. But tonight I needed something more. I needed a thrill. I waited for him to go to the restroom and eased that way right after. I couldn’t wait to have him fill my walls again. I turned the knob and he stood there, dick out, caressing his erection. I climbed in his arms, mounting him and he proceeded to lift me up and down his hard dick. The music drowned out the faint moans but I was fighting a losing battle. It was so intense and I couldn’t contain myself. I climbed down and bent over the sink. He rammed inside of me and I screamed and came on his dick. He grabbed a fist full of my hair and palmed my throat with a slight squeeze and coated my walls with his semen. Catching my breath seemed impossible with the way he was slowly rocking against my cervix while we came down from our sexual bliss. I needed this so I thanked him as he slowly slid out of me and kissed my neck. He apologized about his roughness and explained how bad he needed to feel me. I fixed my dress and slipped back into the gathering. With 20 plus people to entertain my absence wasn’t noticeable.
For the remainder of the night I smiled internally every time I felt more of him leak out of me. My inner thighs were soaked with his sticky semen and I loved it. When everyone left I hopped in the shower and played with my pussy to the memories of him being inside of me. By this time I paid attention to the fact that my bf hadn’t attempted to have sex with me lately. Nothing seemed unusual until I knew what he was doing, then so much made sense. I found myself playing with myself so much thinking about his friend. I was losing my mind because anywhere I was and thought of him, I had to excuse myself. My fingers got to know my pussy very well these last few weeks. I couldn’t control it no matter what I did. After a few more weeks and an over sensitive clit I went to the doctor. As embarrassed as I was I explained my situation to my doctor and she ran a series of tests. She wanted to check my hormone levels and make sure everything was ok. Everything turned out perfect, even my pregnancy test. At least she thought that was a good thing. I burst into tears and it was at that moment I realized I’d messed up.
Until this moment I never called or texted him. I dealt with him only when I saw him which was mostly him stopping by looking for my bf. But that changed right here, right now. I called him and asked if he could meet me. He picked me up and drove aimlessly while I broke the news to him and broke down. He pulled the car over and hugged me tight. There was no doubt that the baby was his. We sat and talked and drove me to get my car. He walked around to let me out of his truck and proceeded to hug me. The hug turned into a kiss and the next thing I know our hands were all over each other. He walked me to the back of his truck. He laid me down and pulled my pants down. He kissed my pussy and chills ran up my spine but his excitement wouldn’t allow him to stay there. He climbed on top of me and entered me for the third time and once again I was in a state of bliss. A place that I couldn’t believe existed. His strokes were slow and deep and filled with so much passion. I nut continuously at the thought of everything; the baby growing inside me, his friend currently inside me, and the moisture both situations bring. I couldn’t stop creaming on his dick. There was no care for the possibility of cameras in the deserted parking lot or passer-byers. He took his time and pleased me. That made me nut all over again. He must’ve felt that one because he came with me and we laughed. We both agreed this is how we got into this mess and got ourselves together to leave. No conversation was needed for us to know that we had to tell him now that the circumstances had changed.