Fucking My Friend's Women

I was waiting for the charity 5K to begin. I did this race every year since I knew a few people who had benefited from kidney transplants. Due to my bad knees, I just walk so I was gently strolling around to keep my legs loose when I saw her walk by. She had a nice body and a cute face. She was probably in her early to mid-twenties and still seemed to have some lingering baby fat which suited her oh-so-well, giving her shapely legs and an ass that was not too meaty, but not too flabby.

She was walking towards the front of the line where runners were supposed to start, so that they don't have to move around us slow-poke walkers, so I just assumed she would be just a nice picture in my mind and moved on.

The race began and I started walking. It usually takes me about fifty minutes to complete the race, so I popped in my earbuds and started listening to a podcast. About half-way through, I noticed someone standing off to the side of the course. I noticed it was the woman from earlier. She looked like she was in a little pain and was trying to stretch her legs.

I stopped over and asked her if she was doing all right. She told me her legs all of a sudden tightened up. I told her that had happened to me many years ago when I first started doing 5Ks, so I knew how to help. I told her it's often a sign of dehydration, and I offered her my water bottle, saying, "Don't worry. I don't have any communicable diseases."

She laughed, thanked me and drank a good amount of water. After waiting a few minutes, she thought she was ready to slowly walk again. I told her I'd keep her company and walk with her in case she needed more help.

As we slowly walked on, we introduced ourselves. Her name was Tracy and she lived in a nearby apartment. She decided to do the 5K on the spur of the moment when she saw it set up this morning.

"So, spur of the moment decision plus dehydration? I'm going to guess there was some drinking last night?"

She laughed again and said "Maaaybe."

We continued on walking, with her regularly drinking from my water bottle. We eventually finished, although much more slowly than both our expected paces. The 5K organizers had provided some food and beverages at the finish line so we had some carbs and fluids to refresh after the race.

She offered to buy me lunch as a thank you for my help but said she wanted to stop by her apartment to get some dry clothes on as she had worked up a bit of a sweat. Naturally, I agreed.

Once we got to her apartment, she went into her bedroom to change. I waited in the living room and was looking at the pictures on the wall. Most of them were the typical group shots of her and her friends sticking their heads together when I saw one that made my blood run cold.

I saw a picture of her and her family. Her father was my friend from high school whose wife I had unknowingly fucked a few months before. I was in a quandary: I already felt bad about fucking his wife, could I really fuck his daughter on top of that?

Then I heard a noise from the direction of her bedroom. I instinctively looked and noticed that she had left her bedroom door open a crack. One rule I've learned over the years: women never accidentally leave their bedroom door open when there's a man in the house. At that point, my brain stopped thinking and my penis took control.

I walked to her bedroom, opened up the door and saw her as she was taking her bra off, leaving her topless with just a pair of spankie shorts on with clearly nothing underneath them.

She almost ran towards me saying, "I was hoping you'd get the hint." We threw our arms around each other and began making out with each other. As we pressed our bodies closer to each other, I picked her up and set her on the desk. She wrapped her legs around me as we continued to kiss. I started rubbing her pussy through her spankies as she started pulling my shirt over my head. After taking that off me, she raised herself up off the table so I could take her spankies off her, leaving her completely naked.

I stepped back for a second and admired her body. I gave her a smile and an appreciative nod. She smiled back and then yanked my shorts down to the ground, and seeing me naked, she again smiled. (I'm far from huge but have nothing to be ashamed of.)

She threw herself at me suddenly and I stumbled back onto her bed with her in my arms. I kicked my shoes and shorts off and then took my socks off as we began making out on her bed. Our hands ran over each other's bodies. Her upper leg wrapped around my legs as I began fingering her pussy with my hand coming in from behind.

I could feel her pussy getting hotter as I began kissing around her jawbone, heading down to her neck. I continued to lick and kiss my way down her chest until I reached her breasts. They were a little saggy, which is just the way I like them. I kissed and licked while continuing to finger her pussy, which was starting to get very juicy by now.

I moved on down her body and started eating her out. She was starting to moan and writhe beneath me. (It almost took me out of the moment when I thought, "Just like her mother.") I continued working on her until I heard her let out a loud gasp and I could feel her orgasm and her juices flushed out of her.

She was breathing heavily as I crawled back up her body and kissed her. She wrapped her arms and legs around me and returned the kiss with fervor. I pulled away and said, "I'm more than ready to fuck you but I didn't think to bring condoms to a 5K."

She asked, "My last boyfriend left some condoms behind, but I think they're a little small for you. I'm clean and on the pill, so if you really are free from all communicable diseases, we can go for it."

I assured her I was and began to kiss her again. She reached down, took my cock in her hand and began rubbing it against her pussy to get it wet while also stroking it to get it hard. When it was ready, she guided it into her. I slid back and forth a few times to get her used to me. Once she was comfortable, I began making long, steady strokes in and out of her. I sped up and felt her heels bouncing off my ass cheeks as I went in and out of her. I adjusted my position and started making long, firm thrusts into her. She gasped each time I bottomed out and I enjoyed watching her breasts jiggle in time with my thrusts and I could hear the mattress thudding against the wall.

I could feel my orgasm approaching and warned her I was about to come. She wrapped her legs tighter around me and I switched to shorter, quicker strokes. That change quickly caused me to explode into her. I held myself deep inside her and I felt her own orgasm start soon thereafter.

I collapsed on top of her and we panted a bit before we kissed a few times while cooling down. She told me, "It's been too long since I've done that." I got up to go to the bathroom and clean up a bit. I returned to bed, laid down next to her and asked if she would be cleaning up. She pulled me close to her and said, "What's the point of cleaning when you're about to get me all messy again?" She then pulled me in closer and kissed me hard.

I couldn't help but think that it was a good thing I'd been going through a bit of a dry spell lately. I'm her father's age, but people commonly mistake me for someone up to twenty years younger. She was probably assuming that I had the recovery time of someone much closer to her age than I actually am. Hopefully, the recent lack of sex would help me get hard again quickly.

I leaned into the kiss and pulled her close to me. Our hands began exploring each other's bodies again. She started stroking my dick to get me ready. I knew I'd need a little more time, so I separated from her, put her lying on her front and began to kiss her all over her back, while fingering her pussy. She enjoyed this for a few minutes when she suddenly performed a move that I still don't completely understand. Even though I was behind and above her, she somehow moved us so that in a single motion I was flat on my back and she was on top of me. Her legs were on either side of me as she straddled my legs. She bent over to kiss me while gently tugging my dick. She started kissing her way down my chest until she reached my dick. It was finally starting to stiffen due to her efforts, but still needed some work to get it truly hard. She put her tongue where my dick and balls met and licked all the way up to my glans and then gently kissed her way back down to my balls. She licked all the way up again before taking it into her mouth and giving me an enthusiastic blowjob. She definitely had room for improvement in her technique, but it was still one of the most enthusiastic suckings I'd ever received.

With some effort, she did manage to get me hard, and then she climbed on top of me. She positioned herself over my cock and grabbed it to lower herself down on it. She started rotating her hips while raising and lowering herself on my dick. Her blowjob skills may have left something to be desired, but she knew what she was doing when riding me.

I sat up and we kissed as she continued to ride me. I leaned back a little onto my elbows so I could suck her tits. I moved one hand to finger her as she continued to ride me. As she felt another orgasm approaching, her fingers joined mine as she rode me and we both rubbed her. When I felt her pussy twitch, that was enough to set me off and we came together. I fell back in exhaustion and she laid herself down on my chest.

We lay like that for a few minutes when she asked when I'd be ready to go again. I laughed and told her that after two great bouts of sex and a 5K, I would need to sleep for a while before I could even think about fucking again, as great as it would be.

She understood, so I sat up and gathered my clothes. While I got dressed, she threw on a long t-shirt that covered her vital areas. She then asked for my Instagram so we could keep in touch. I told her I didn't have one and suggested we trade cell numbers. We compromised on WhatsApp and texted each other to confirm we had them correct, and she walked me to the door. After I opened the door, I turned to give her a hug, putting my hand on her ass under the shirt as we kissed goodbye.

Out of a now completely destroyed loyalty to her father, I decided I wouldn't ever text her, but I knew if or when she reached out, we'd be fucking again, because I was not going to be able to resist her. She was that hot and that good.