The game was in full swing, the TV’s screen blazing with the frenetic energy of the players on the field. I sat on the couch, my boyfriend by my side, his friend Devin sprawled out on the recliner across from us. I had been a good host, making sure their drinks were always full and setting out a platter of tacos, chips, and guacamole.
Devin’s eyes kept wandering over to me, his gaze lingering on my curves. I tried to ignore it, focusing on the game, but I couldn’t help noticing the way he licked his lips whenever I caught his eye. My boyfriend, oblivious to his friend’s lecherous stares, cheered loudly at a particularly good play.
As the night wore on, the guys continued to drink, their laughter growing louder and more raucous. I yawned, the late hour catching up with me. “I’m going to bed,” I announced, standing up and stretching. “You two can stay up if you want.”
My boyfriend reached out and pulled me down for a kiss. “Goodnight, babe. Love you.”
I smiled and headed to the bedroom, changing into a thin white t-shirt and crawling into bed. I was almost asleep when I heard my boyfriend come in, stumbling slightly as he undressed. He slid into bed next to me, his breath heavy with alcohol.
The next morning, I woke up to the sound of my boyfriend’s alarm blaring. He groaned and reached over to turn it off. “Shit, I’ve got that charity event today. I need to get going.”
I rolled over and kissed him sleepily. “Have a good time. I’ll see you later.”
He got up and headed out. I lay there for a few minutes, debating whether to get up or go back to sleep. Deciding on the former, I dragged myself out of bed, pulling on my t-shirt and padding to the kitchen to make coffee.
As I was waiting for the pot to brew, I heard a noise from the living room. I peeked around the corner and saw Devin sprawled out on the couch, still in yesterday’s clothes. He must have been too drunk to drive home last night and decided to crash on our couch.
I tried to be quiet as I made my coffee, but the sound of the fridge door opening woke Devin. He sat up, rubbing his eyes. “Morning,” he mumbled.
“Morning,” I replied, smiling. “Sorry if I woke you.”
He stood up and stretched, his shirt riding up to expose a strip of tanned skin. “No worries. I should probably get going anyway.”
I nodded, taking a sip of my coffee. As I turned to go back to the bedroom, Devin followed me. I felt a twinge of unease at his presence behind me, but I tried to shake it off.
“Your boyfriend is a lucky guy,” Devin said, his voice low. “Having a girl like you.”
“Thank you,” I replied, reaching for the doorknob to my bedroom. But Devin’s hand shot out, stopping the door from closing.
“I mean it,” he said, his eyes roaming over my body. “You’re really something special, Princess.”
I felt my cheeks flush at the compliment, but I tried to maintain my composure. “That’s very kind of you to say, Devin. But I think you should go. My boyfriend will be back soon.”
Devin chuckled, a predatory gleam in his eyes. “Come on, Princess. Don’t be like that. I know you want me as much as I want you.”
I shook my head vehemently. “No, Devin. This is inappropriate. You’re my boyfriend’s best friend, and I’m his girlfriend.”
Devin took a step closer, backing me up against the wall. “But he’s not here, is he? It’s just you and me.” His hand reached out, tugging at the hem of my shirt. “And I can see that you’re not wearing any panties. Such a naughty girl.”
I blushed deeper, realizing the state of my undress. “I didn’t know you were still here when I came out,” I stammered. “Please, Devin, this isn’t right.”
But Devin wasn’t listening. He lifted my shirt, exposing my bare pussy to his hungry gaze.
“Fuck, you’re so sexy,” he growled, his fingers reaching out to stroke my most intimate place. “I bet you’re already wet for me, aren’t you, Princess?”
I gasped at his touch, my body betraying me as I felt a rush of arousal. “No, Devin, please stop,” I begged, trying to push his hand away.
But Devin was too strong. He pinned me against the wall, his body pressed against mine as he continued to rub my pussy. “I can feel how much you want this, Princess,” he whispered in my ear, his hot breath making me shiver. “Don’t fight it.”
Tears pricked at the corners of my eyes as I felt my body responding to his touch, despite my protests. “Please, Devin, I don’t want this,” I whimpered.
Devin chuckled, his fingers dipping inside me. “Your body is telling a different story, Princess. I think you’re enjoying this just as much as I am.”
I bit my lip, trying to hold back the moan that threatened to escape as he worked his fingers inside me. I knew I should stop him, but my body was betraying me, craving his touch.
Devin must have sensed my weakening resolve, because he suddenly spun me around and pinned me on the floor. I gasped as I felt the cool air on my exposed pussy, my shirt rucked up around my waist.
“Such a pretty little cunt,” Devin growled, kneading my ass cheeks. “I bet your boyfriend doesn’t know how to really please you.”
I whimpered as I felt his hard cock pressing against my entrance. “Devin, please don’t do this,” I begged, my voice trembling.
But Devin ignored my pleas, slamming his cock deep inside me in one hard thrust. I cried out at the sudden intrusion, my pussy stretched painfully around his thick shaft.
Devin groaned, his hands gripping my hips tightly as he started to thrust in and out of me. “Fuck, you’re so tight,” he panted, his pace increasing. “I’m going to ruin this pussy aren’t I.”
Tears streamed down my face as I was forced to take Devin’s brutal thrusts, my body shaking with each impact. I tried to focus on anything but the feeling of his cock inside me, but it was impossible to ignore the way he was stretching me, filling me completely.
Suddenly, my body betrayed me again, a powerful orgasm crashing over me as Devin’s cock hit a particularly sensitive spot. I cried out, my pussy convulsing around him as I came harder than I ever had before.
Devin laughed, slapping my ass as he continued to fuck me through my orgasm. “That’s it, Princess. Cum on my cock like a good little slut.”
I whimpered, my body still trembling from the aftershocks of my orgasm. But Devin wasn’t done with me yet.
“I’m going to fill this pussy up with my cum,” he growled, positioning himself at my entrance. “You’re going to be my little cumdump from now on, Princess.”
I shook my head, fresh tears spilling down my cheeks. “No, Devin, please,” I begged. “Not inside me, you can cum in my mouth instead.”
But Devin just smiled cruelly, slamming back into me and picking up his pace. “You’re in no position to bargain, Princess. You’re mine now.”
I whimpered as Devin fucked me harder and faster, his cock pistoning in and out of my sensitive pussy. I could feel another orgasm building, my body betraying me once again.
Devin must have sensed it too, because he reached down and rubbed my clit, sending me hurtling over the edge. I screamed as I came, my pussy milking Devin’s cock as he groaned and filled me with his hot seed.
He collapsed on top of me, his weight pressing me into the mattress as he panted in my ear.
“Fuck, Princess. That was amazing.”
I lay there, tears streaming down my face as I felt Devin’s cum leaking out of me. I knew I should tell my boyfriend what had happened, but Devin’s warning rang in my ears. No one would believe me over him. I was just the slutty girlfriend who had cheated on her boyfriend.
Devin eventually pulled out, standing up and tucking his cock back into his pants. He smiled down at me, a predatory gleam in his eye. “You should probably wash up Princess.”
And with that, he walked out, leaving me alone and broken. I got up and stumbled into the shower, sobbing quietly as I tried to process what had just happened.
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