I fuck my girlfriend’s busty best friend in her face and she doesn’t realize it – Thiago Lopez
Title: The Unsuspecting Friend
Thiago Lopez grinned mischievously as he cinched the bathrobe tight around his waist, the plush fabric concealing his throbbing erection tenting the front. He had been Sammy’s best friend since childhood, and now that Sammy was married, Thiago felt he had a duty – no, a right – to experience her wife’s ravishing Colombia curves.
He crept into the bathroom where – as instructed – Sammy’s hot Latina wife Celeste was soaking in the tub, engrossed in a trashy magazine. The dim lighting caught the glint of a new tattoo peeking out from the towel draped over the side: “Property of Sammy G.”
Careful not to disturb her, Thiago slowly opened the shower door and slid inside. His hard shaft broke the surface with a quiet plop as Celeste, blissfully unaware, pondered whether Patrick and Friends were really the hottest on-screen couple.
Thiago lifted himself high out of the water and crept forward, until the tip of his engorged member was mere inches from Celeste’s face. He grasped his thick shaft and stroked it, the bulbous head twitching and leaking strands of pre-cum as he imagined Sammy in her vee-neck shirt braless. Celeste’s magazine rustled as she turned the page, but still, she didn’t notice the slab of man meat hovering uncomfortably close to her nose.
Patience running thin, Thiago gave himself a firm squeeze and let a thick rope of saliva spill from his lips. It rounded her cheek like a curtain of clear morning dew. A string of pre-ejaculate followed, glinting-limned and pearlescent in its descent to her mouth. It landed with a wet splat, missing her skeptical brow and connecting with her parted lips instead.
“Mmmmh?” Celeste murmured, tilting her head quizzically. “Dios, where did this come from? It’s not drool, exactly, but it’s sticky…” Her misunderstanding brought a smile to Thiago’s lips. He gave himself one more long, languid stroke and let out a low moan as a torrent of jizz erupted from his slit.
Thick streams of creamy cum painted Celeste’s neck and parted lips as her best friend’s marital duties soiled her face. Some of the viscous slurry seeped into her mouth as she sucked in involuntary gasps of surprise. She barely had time to process the taste of sex before another voluminous spurt splattered across her nose and cheeks.
“Human jizz is like… sticky nutmeg candy?” Celeste marveled, a touch of cum dripping down her chin. “Hm, well, I guess it’s the thought that counts!” She closed her magazine, wiped the last of Thiago’s load from her face, and shrugged. “Probably better than the smell of melting steel outside.”
Thiago watched her wash away the evidence of his infidelity and Wondered how Sammy would feel about getting a cup of jizz every night. Maybe he should tell him they make great face masks for oily skin? Nah, too obvious.
Resigning himself to wondering about what Sammy would think, Thiago went to join Celeste for movie night in the underwear and ate snacks, cheating with her for the rest of his life. His shaft, red faced yet hard and excited, appreciated the creamed cheeked company. She was sweet and kind, and they were the truest friends.
