I Secretly Fuck my best Friend's Girlfriend and they Discover us

In the sultry heat of the afternoon, I found myself struggling to keep my hands off her. Her best friend's girlfriend, she was a vision of curves and desire, a Latin queen with a body that screamed for attention. I couldn't resist the temptation, and as I watched her bend over, her plump ass waving in the air, I made my move. I slipped in behind her, my hands roaming over her soft, warm skin. She gasped, her eyes widening in surprise, but there was no stopping me now.

I leaned in, my mouth finding her neck, my hands gripping her hips. I could feel her heart racing, her body trembling as I whispered in her ear, "I've been dreaming about this for weeks." She bit her lip, her breath coming in short gasps as she turned to face me. "I've been dreaming about this too," she admitted, her voice barely a whisper.

The room spun as we collided in a frenzy of passion. She moaned, her big tits bouncing with each thrust, her big ass grinding against my big dick. I slid into her, my cock filling her to the brim, her tight pussy clenching around me. She rode me like a cowgirl, her big ass slapping against my thighs, her moans filling the room. I couldn't believe how good it felt, how perfect she was for me.

But our secret was about to be outed. As she sat on my face, her big pussy grinding against my lips, I heard a noise. Her boyfriend, my best friend, was back. We froze, our eyes locking, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through us. She quickly hopped off, her breath coming in short gasps as she tried to hide her pleasure.

He walked in, his eyes scanning the room, his face a mask of confusion. "What the hell is going on here?" he demanded, his voice shaking. We couldn't lie, not with the evidence staring right at him. "We... we were just... exploring," I stammered, my voice barely a whisper.

He looked at us, his eyes filled with shock and anger. "You're fucking my girlfriend?" he growled, his face turning red. I could see the hurt in his eyes, the betrayal. But there was no turning back now. We had crossed the line, and there was no going back.

He stormed out, leaving us alone. We looked at each other, a mix of shock and excitement in our eyes. We had done something taboo, something forbidden, and it was the most thrilling experience of our lives. We knew we had to be careful, but we also knew we couldn't stop. We were hooked, and there was no going back.