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I've known John forever, we were next door neighbours as k**s, played together, stayed over at each others houses, did almost everything together, i had 4 brothers, John was number 5, growing up we explored life together, including our bodies, just silly stuff lol, i showed him my knickers, that kind of c***dish stuff but it reinforced our relationship, we became, and still are, completely at ease with each other and trust each other 100%, as teenagers we helped each other through the hard times of teenage crushes and all the stuff that happens , the bond between us meant we slept in the same bed several times(no sex) just cuddling , we thought nothing of walking around in our underwear, he was just John, I was just Trisha, but it was inevitable we were going to have sex sometime, life went on, i had boyfriends ( lots lol ) John had girlfriends, but never anything that lasted, he spoke very feminine and this got him ridiculed at times and called gay, of course he came to me for support and we ended up having sex, this happened, and continues to happen to this day, only very VERY occasionally mind, when one of us needs a bit of emotional support.
Anyway, fast forward to my life with my current partner, Alan is 15 years older than me and in the last 10 years has become very jealous, always checking up , making sly remarks about how many men I've had, we haven't had sex for years, and as I work in a bar, the bar he drinks in, he can't stand the comments I get from people, this jealousy extends to almost everyone, including friends, but not John, not " your little gay friend".
He's the only man that's ever been allowed to visit our house while I've been alone, subsequently all my sexploits have to be conducted in my fuck buddies car or hotel rooms.
One weekend, after more arguing and sniping, i said I wasn't going out to our local as we usually do, John was coming and we were going to watch tv and have a drink, he was howling with laughter saying , you and John going to watch strictly come dancing and admire the glittery frocks, and would John be watching the guys in their tight trousers, pathetic, anyway, off he went happy as a pig in shit, much like I would be feeling by the time he returned.
I was feeling pretty angry when John arrived, he been arguing with you again? John knew what he was like, we had spoke about it hundreds of times, drinks poured he grabbed me, come here ya sexy wee thing, gimme a cuddle, i was feeling better already and i knew we were going to fuck, he was chatting and massaging my shoulders and i was getting wet, a nice massage does that to me, he could see by the little jerks of my body that I was getting aroused, after pouring another drink he continued his massage, but this time his hands went straight down my t-shirt to my boobs and he was soon squeezing my nipples, it wasn't long before he had my top off and my bottom half soon followed, he went down on me for a while then we made love, unfortunately I didn't cum, but that was ok, i felt happy and content, and the night wasn't over.
Around about midnight Alan rolled in from the pub, pissed and talking shit as usual, we poured him a drink and listened to him blabber on for about half an hour until he passed out on the couch his face almost touching the little stain left by my fanny juice, he had what looked like a little smile on his face and John said it was probably because he cud smell my pussy, now I'm paranoid about him catching me out and i would never take chances around him, but, when John put his hand down my shorts, which I changed into after our sex session, and drew a finger along my fanny then held it centimetres from Alan's nose, i got really turned on again, so, as he lay sleeping, we sat on the other couch and John softly stroked my fanny, God it was so exciting, i was getting sooo wet, let's do it said John, i really wanted to but i was scared , even though by this time Alan was clearly in a drunken sleep, lets get him upstairs to bed, then we'll fuck I said, so, after getting him semi-conscious we started to get him upstairs and as we were halfway up I felt John's fingers creep up my shorts and he inserted a finger in my fanny, this was getting me aroused beyond belief, me and my fuck buddy had got up to many naughty and exciting things over the years, taking all sorts of chances, but this was something else, finally we got him on the bed, i stripped him down to his shorts and threw the duvet over him, all the while John was touching me,
Let's do it? Said John
No way, i said, all the while my head was spinning, wanting to do it
Just a quick one? On the bed beside him
No
Bend over the chair then
No
Come on, i can tell you want to.
He was right, i so wanted to,
I'm sorry, i can't, let's go downstairs, we left the room, stopped, and we did it right there, at the top of the stairs, this time I did cum, with John taking me from the back, rough and hard, i came as I looked through the half open door at my partner, sleeping, blissfully unaware of what " my little gay friend " was doing to his partner.
We've had sex on a couple of occasions since, but never with him in the house, but, who knows what might happen in the future.
Anyway, fast forward to my life with my current partner, Alan is 15 years older than me and in the last 10 years has become very jealous, always checking up , making sly remarks about how many men I've had, we haven't had sex for years, and as I work in a bar, the bar he drinks in, he can't stand the comments I get from people, this jealousy extends to almost everyone, including friends, but not John, not " your little gay friend".
He's the only man that's ever been allowed to visit our house while I've been alone, subsequently all my sexploits have to be conducted in my fuck buddies car or hotel rooms.
One weekend, after more arguing and sniping, i said I wasn't going out to our local as we usually do, John was coming and we were going to watch tv and have a drink, he was howling with laughter saying , you and John going to watch strictly come dancing and admire the glittery frocks, and would John be watching the guys in their tight trousers, pathetic, anyway, off he went happy as a pig in shit, much like I would be feeling by the time he returned.
I was feeling pretty angry when John arrived, he been arguing with you again? John knew what he was like, we had spoke about it hundreds of times, drinks poured he grabbed me, come here ya sexy wee thing, gimme a cuddle, i was feeling better already and i knew we were going to fuck, he was chatting and massaging my shoulders and i was getting wet, a nice massage does that to me, he could see by the little jerks of my body that I was getting aroused, after pouring another drink he continued his massage, but this time his hands went straight down my t-shirt to my boobs and he was soon squeezing my nipples, it wasn't long before he had my top off and my bottom half soon followed, he went down on me for a while then we made love, unfortunately I didn't cum, but that was ok, i felt happy and content, and the night wasn't over.
Around about midnight Alan rolled in from the pub, pissed and talking shit as usual, we poured him a drink and listened to him blabber on for about half an hour until he passed out on the couch his face almost touching the little stain left by my fanny juice, he had what looked like a little smile on his face and John said it was probably because he cud smell my pussy, now I'm paranoid about him catching me out and i would never take chances around him, but, when John put his hand down my shorts, which I changed into after our sex session, and drew a finger along my fanny then held it centimetres from Alan's nose, i got really turned on again, so, as he lay sleeping, we sat on the other couch and John softly stroked my fanny, God it was so exciting, i was getting sooo wet, let's do it said John, i really wanted to but i was scared , even though by this time Alan was clearly in a drunken sleep, lets get him upstairs to bed, then we'll fuck I said, so, after getting him semi-conscious we started to get him upstairs and as we were halfway up I felt John's fingers creep up my shorts and he inserted a finger in my fanny, this was getting me aroused beyond belief, me and my fuck buddy had got up to many naughty and exciting things over the years, taking all sorts of chances, but this was something else, finally we got him on the bed, i stripped him down to his shorts and threw the duvet over him, all the while John was touching me,
Let's do it? Said John
No way, i said, all the while my head was spinning, wanting to do it
Just a quick one? On the bed beside him
No
Bend over the chair then
No
Come on, i can tell you want to.
He was right, i so wanted to,
I'm sorry, i can't, let's go downstairs, we left the room, stopped, and we did it right there, at the top of the stairs, this time I did cum, with John taking me from the back, rough and hard, i came as I looked through the half open door at my partner, sleeping, blissfully unaware of what " my little gay friend " was doing to his partner.
We've had sex on a couple of occasions since, but never with him in the house, but, who knows what might happen in the future.
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- 03.07.2021
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