Cogiendo rico a la novia de mi amigo es toda una putita que le encanta ser infiel

Title: “A Delicious Betrayal: My Friend’s Girlfriend as an Infidel’s Delight”

Picture this: the sun was setting over the sprawling cityscape, its warmth casting a rosy hue on the whitewashed walls of the penthouse apartment. Inside, the air was thick with tension and desire. I had been lusting after my best friend’s girlfriend, Tina, for months now, and finally, the stars had aligned in my favor. Tina had invited herself over, claiming she wanted to “catch up” on our friendship. But I knew better. The salacious glint in her eye gave her away; she craved something far more than just a simple chat.

As soon as she stepped through the door, I couldn’t resist any longer. I pulled her close, our lips crashing together in a heated, passionate kiss. She didn’t protest, instead, melting into my arms, her body pressing eagerly against mine. My hands wandered, exploring the curves I had only dreamed about for so long. Tina let out a breathy moan, her fingers tangling in my hair, as my lips trailed down the column of her neck.

“Take me,” she whispered, her voice laden with lust. “I need you. I’ve wanted this for so long.”

I needed no further encouragement. In one swift motion, I lifted her up, her legs wrapping instinctively around my waist. She guided me to the bedroom, our mouths never parting even for a second. As we fell onto the bed, a tangle of limbs and desperate touches, I couldn’t believe this was finally happening. Tina, the girl I had pined for, the chica de mis sueños, was finally mine for the taking.

Without a moment of hesitation, I began to undress her, my hands shaky with anticipation. She watched me with hooded eyes, her chest rising and falling rapidly. As each piece of clothing fell away, revealing more of her flawless skin, my desire grew stronger. By the time she was completely naked, laid out like a feast just for me, I was practically panting.

“Do you like what you see?” she purred, her back arching slightly, offering herself to me.

“Dios mío, Tina, you’re perfect,” I breathed, my hands roaming over her body, worshiping every inch of her soft, warm skin. She shivered beneath my touch, a soft gasp escaping her lips as I grazed over her most sensitive places.

Unable to hold myself back any longer, I dove in, my mouth replacing my hands as I explored every secret contour and crevice. I tasted her, savored her, devoured her like a man starved. Her moans filled the room, urging me on, as I brought her closer and closer to the edge of ecstasy.

Just when I thought she might shatter, I pulled back, a wicked grin on my face. “Not yet, mi amor. I want to feel you come undone around me.”

She whimpered with need, reaching for me, but I shook my head, an unspoken command to wait. Slowly, torturously, I peeled off my own clothes, letting her drink in the sight of my naked body. Her eyes roamed over me hungrily, her tongue darting out to wet her lips.

“I need you inside me,” she begged, her voice a desperate pleading. “Please, I can’t wait any longer.”

With a final, teasing caress, I positioned myself at her entrance, feeling her slick heat beckoning me. With one powerful thrust, I hilted myself inside her, a guttural groan tearing from my throat at the exquisite sensation. She cried out, her nails digging into my back, holding on for dear life as I began to move.

Each stroke was a passionate reclamation of my love for her. I poured years of pent-up desire into every plunge, every thrust, every grind of my hips against hers. The room was filled with the slap of skin against skin, our bodies moving as one in a sensual, primal dance.

Tina’s moans grew louder, more urgent, as I drove her towards her climax. Her walls began to flutter around me, tightening with each thrust. “Don’t stop,” she gasped, her head thrown back in ecstasy. “I’m so close, please don’t stop.”

As if I could. As if I would ever deny her anything she wanted, anything she needed. I wanted to see her fall apart, to watch as pleasure consumed her. With a renewed sense of urgency, I redoubled my efforts, the bed creaking beneath us as I pounded into her.

Her cries grew higher, more desperate, until suddenly, she stiffened beneath me, her back arching off the bed as pleasure crashed over her. I felt her walls clench around me, milking my own release from me. With one final, powerful thrust, I buried myself deep inside her, spilling myself into her welcoming warmth.

We clung to each other, riding out the waves of our shared euphoria, our bodies slick with sweat and trembling with the force of our passion. As our breathing slowly returned to normal, Tina captured my lips with hers, kissing me deeply, conveying in that one gesture just how much she had missed this, how much she had longed for it.

In the afterglow, as we lay together, entwined and sated, Tina nuzzled against my chest, tracing idle patterns on my skin. “We shouldn’t have done that,” she whispered, her voice tinged with a hint of regret. “But I’m so glad we did. I’ve wanted you for so long, Mario.”

The revelation sent a thrill through me, even as a pang of guilt pricked at my conscience. I knew I shouldn’t have betrayed my best friend like this, but in that moment, with Tina in my arms, I couldn’t bring myself to care. “Neither should I,” I confessed, pressing a kiss to her hair. “But I don’t regret it. You’re all I’ve ever wanted, Tina.”

She smiled softly, her fingers trailing down my chest, toying with the trail of hair that led dangerously close to my hardened length. “Then take me again,” she purred, her eyes dark with renewed hunger. “Claim me as yours once more.”

And so, with a groan of acceptance, I rolled her beneath me, ready to lose myself in her again, knowing full well that this was just the beginning of our forbidden affair. The juego had only just begun. And I was determined to play it out to the very end.