My Good Friend's Marriage
Copyright© 2025 by Desert Nights
Chapter 31
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 31 - Don and I worked with Ella in the same office in Singapore. I was the best man at Don and Ella's wedding where I was introduced to Ella's best friend, Celeste. Later, Dona and Ella's marriage spiralled out of control because of Don's affair with a Chinese colleague. My efforts to comfort Ella led to more than friendship. How could I reconcile my feelings for Celeste and my lust for Ella?
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Fiction Cheating Light Bond Oriental Male Oriental Female Cream Pie Oral Sex Petting
Ella just collapsed onto me after her whisper, sobbing away as my dick enjoyed the lovely folds of her warm vagina. I stroked Ella on her arms, trying to calm her down. When she looked at me with her swollen eyes, my heart broke. Her eyeliner had smudged, her fake eyelashes heavy with tears as she stared angrily at me. Without a word, she hit me several times on my chest, her heavy movements stimulated my enveloped dick further as I fought back urges to thrust myself upwards.
I managed to hold on to her hands as she sobbed but her body was still moving. As her body moved, her waist moved. As her waist moved, my dick was properly massaged, caressed and well treated inside the depths of Ella’s pussy. She hit me again, begging me to tell her. I could not bear it any longer and I did not dare to look her in the eye as I nodded my head.
Ella wiped away her tears with the back of her hand, smearing her eye makeup to the side of her face as she sobbed a little harder before calming down. Every little shake of her body sent more blood to my already swollen and exploding dick. I was too ashamed to look at Ella in her eye as she asked me how many times did Don do it.
“One ... only one ... It ... it was an accident ... He was tipsy ... and...”
Before I could finish, I felt a hard slap across my cheek as Ella glared angrily at me. I shut up immediately, nursing my stinging cheek as she stared at me. After what seemed like 5 seconds, my hands reached unsteadily for her waist. I tried to gently lift Ella up but she kept her body weight down, gravity seemed to take her side as well as she hardly budged. My dick was begging me to do something but I was just too shocked to do anything.
“I’m going to ask you one last time James ... Don’t lie to me.”
Before she finished, I lifted up two fingers, coming clean with the number of times Don had fucked Mimi.
“I swear ... I only know this much.”
Another 30 seconds of silence followed before Ella bent down and kissed me again. Then the rest happened in such rapid succession that I could not help it. I could not help it that Ella was Don’s wife. I could not control myself. I tried. I really tried. I tried to think of Celeste but it was no use. All rational thoughts left my brain.
Ella pressed her lips onto mine, breathing heavily onto my face as she lifted up her bottom, fucking herself hard down onto my pelvis, squeezing all the air out of my lungs as my eyes widened in pleasure. Our tongues met, and to meet Ella’s hips, I fucked myself upwards into her, the reverberation rippled outwards sending waves of pleasure signals to my brain. Our bodies moved in tandem, filling the entire room with the sound of flesh smacking together. Ella’s eyes were open, her lips slightly parted, her eyebrows slightly furrowed, and the sounds of slutty gasps escaped her mouth.
The visual stimulation of seeing Ella feeling my dick fucking all the way into her was nothing compared to the feel of her hands running through my hair, of knowing she was caressing me as I enjoyed the interiors of her private sanctum. A thrust too hard, her hands trembled, a helpless moan, a light teasing fuck upwards, her palms cradled my face as she planted more kisses onto me. Expressions I had only seen in her sex videos with Don played live in front of my eyes as Ella’s moans filled up the room.
I had enough of being on the bottom. Since I was already fucked no matter how I looked at it, I decided that I might as well enjoy the ride for now. I lifted Ella off me, letting her lie down on her side on the bed. She was already panting heavily and I placed both her legs together, pushing them upwards so her knees were tucked as close to her chest as possible. I positioned myself at her wet entrance, my mind hesitated for a moment since I was not wearing a condom but Ella pulled my hand towards her, urging me to go in. Without another thought, I fucked myself into Ella again with her hugging her knees.
I watched her breast move and jiggle as I slammed myself hard into her wet and welcoming pussy. Ella’s eyes never left me as I worked up a good rhythm, and my naked body started to perspire. Both of Ella’s hands reached out for me and I held them together at the wrist with my right hand, holding them above her body angled slightly to the side as I continue fucking my penis deep into her vagina. My moans and grunts were mixed with Ella’s moans in a sick sex symphony. The feeling of holding Ella in such a position, seeing her so submissive, letting me fuck her while her hands were held was mentally more stimulating than just putting my meat spear inside her.
I was aware that it was not only the sensation of her tight vagina muscles that was giving me such arousal. There is a fixed number of nerve endings in a dick. There is a fixed surface area. And there is a limited amount of skin to skin contact you will get when you fuck yourself into a pussy. But your mind. It’s your mind that had no limits. There is a lot more going through your mind when you have sex than just purely pushing and pulling your dick into the vagina. The mental stimulation is as critical as the act itself.
Holding her hands to her side with my right hand, my left went to her breast, fondling her while I thrust myself into her pussy. Nothing could describe the sound our bodies were making, the way our skin stuck together. I slid out of her pussy as I paused to catch my breath and to let Ella catch hers. She pulled me down, kissing me again, hugging onto me tight. My mouth went from her lips southwards, licking and kissing her on her chin, her neck before down to her chest.
I finally got to her delicious and cute breasts. They’re not big, but nice and firm. Her cute nipples are a nice tempting shape. Cupping my mouth over her right breast, I sucked hard, pulling her nipple and areola towards my throat while at the same time my tongue flicked and slapped her nipple around. Ella moaned in pleasure and called out my name. My free hand went to her other nipple, playing and twisting it from side to side before flicking it vigorously, forcing Ella to moan louder and more dirty in that hotel room.
My mouth kissed and lowered itself further, moving to Ella’s belly button before hovering about her well fucked pussy. The smell of sweat, of her natural juice, was beckoning me towards that swollen clit. I kissed and licked Ella’s sensitive clit, nursing it carefully in my mouth as I sucked audibly onto it. Columns of Ella’s natural secretions flowed down my throat. It’s a different sweetness compared to Celeste’s.
Ella’s love juice was sweet to the tongue before giving way to a smoky finish and lingered within my mouth. The more I drank, the more I craved for it. The more my tongue teased her wet pussy, the more it offered up its sacred nectar for me to devour. I still have difficulty accepting the fact that the woman I craved for so many years was finally lying in front of me, opening her legs wide apart for me to do as I wished.
Thoughts of Ella in her wedding gown, of her marching down the banquet hall, of seeing her in the office, in her swim suit. In her home clothes. Everything flooded into my mind at once as I sucked and licked Ella’s wet pussy hungrily. I stopped after a while, straddling Ella high up, offering my dick to her and her mouth opened up readily, clamping down on my already excited dick head.