Cheating girlfriend fucked and creampied by her boyfriends greatest good friend! POV scorching intercourse – Diana Daniels

The boudoir door creaked open with a gentle push. John, the best friend, poked his head in to find his buddy Tom’s girlfriend Diana sprawled across the king-sized bed in nothing but a flimsy silk robe. Her lithe body glistened under the warm glow of the bedside lamp, the swell of her breasts threatening to spill out with each rise and fall of her chest. “Hope I’m not interrupting anything,” John said, his voice dripping with insolent charm as he stepped into the room.

Diana smiled coyly, rising up on her elbows to give John an eyeful of cleavage. “Not at all. Tom’s running late from work. I was just getting a little lonely.” She let the words hang in the air, her meaning crystal clear. John grinned, his eyes roaming hungrily over Diana’s scantily clad form. He kicked off his shoes and climbed onto the bed, crawling up until he hovered over her. “Well, let’s see what we can do about that,” he murmured.

John dipped his head, capturing Diana’s pert nipple between his lips through the thin silk. She gasped, arching her back to press herself against his hot mouth. Her hands found their way into his hair, holding him close as he lavished attention on her sensitive buds. Diana’s hips undulated, seeking friction against the hard bulge in John’s jeans.

Determined to tease her, John took his time, trailing kisses across her collarbone and sucking on the delicate skin of her neck. Diana whimpered, her fingers digging into his muscled shoulders. “Please,” she breathed, a wanton plea. “I need you.”

With a husky chuckle, John pulled back just far enough to yank Diana’s robe open, exposing her glistening sex to his hungry gaze. She lay before him like a feast, ready to be devoured. Impatient, Diana reached for his belt, fumbling with the buckle in her haste to free his straining erection. “Let me help you with that,” John said, quick to comply with her unspoken request.

In one smooth motion, he shucked his clothes and pressed his naked body against hers, groaning at the feel of her silky skin. Diana wrapped her legs around his hips, guiding him to her slick entrance. Their eyes locked as John slowly pushed forward, impaling her on his thick shaft. They both gasped at the delicious penetration, savoring the feeling of being joined so intimately.

John set a steady rhythm, rolling his hips into hers, rewling Diana’s tight channel. He watched, enraptured, as her expressions shifted from pleasure to ecstasy with each thrust. Her breasts bounced enticingly with the force of their coupling, drawing his eyes like a magnet. Unable to resist, John bent forward to catch a rosy tip between his teeth, nibbling and sucking until Diana was writhing beneath him.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” John groaned, pulling back to admire the sight of her stretched around him. Diana’s pussy clung greedily to his cock, fluttering around him as her climax approached. She reached for her breasts, pinching and rolling her nipples as John pounded into her, driving her relentlessly towards release.

With a cry of ecstasy, Diana came undone, her slick walls clamping down on John like a vice. He followed her over the edge, spilling himself deep inside her quivering sex. They lay entwined, both lost in the afterglow of their illicit encounter. John stroked Diana’s hair, basking in the final trembling aftershocks of their coupling.

Just then, the front door slammed shut, the telltale sound of Tom’s keys hitting the dish on the entryway table. Diana’s eyes widened in panic as she scrambled to cover herself with the robe. John scrambled for his clothes, hastily tugging on his jeans and hastily buttoning his shirt. “I’ll, uh, I’ll just see myself out,” he stammered, grabbing his shoes and darting for the door.

“Hey man, what’s the rush?” Tom called after him, confusion etched on his face as he rounded the corner into the bedroom. Diana sat up in the bed, the front of her robe now suspiciously damp. She summoned a shaky smile, inwardly cursing John for abandoning her so abruptly.

“Just… just leaving early, mate,” John stammered, already edging towards the door. “Gotta, uh… gotta get home. Family emergency. But um… I’ll see you later! Yeah?” He waved futilely over his shoulder, his half-laced shoes flopping as he sped towards the front door.

Tom raised an eyebrow but shrugged, too tired from his long day at work to question it too deeply. “Alright man, catch you later,” he called after his retreating friend before turning his full attention to his girlfriend.

John didn’t stop running until he reached the safety of his car. Once inside, he collapsed against the steering wheel, catching his breath as спа pounded in his ears. That was too close, he thought to himself, shaking his head ruefully. But damn, if it wasn’t completely worth it. He still marveled at the slick tightness of Diana’s cunt, the way she moaned and writhed beneath him. It was the best sex he’d had in a long time.

With a wicked grin stretching across his face, John pulled out of the driveway, already plotting his next move. Next time, he’d make sure to fuck Diana’s brains out so thoroughly that she’d be too incoherent to worry about getting caught. John’s cock twitched and began to swell at the thought. He couldn’t wait.