Secretly Obsessed With My Best Friend’s Brother
I’d been in love with him ever since the first time I laid eyes on him. His beautiful, deep blue eyes gazed directly into my soul, and the smirk on his face made me weak at the knees.
He was my best friend’s brother, and his name was Jack. For as long as I can remember, I had been deeply and secretly infatuated with him.
Unfortunately, my best friend was equally as smitten. Every conversation drifted back to him, and she was always boasting about his latest achievements and conquests.
It was torture for me to listen to her, knowing that I could never make a move on him. I was too scared that she would find out about my feelings and never forgive me for it.
I wanted to know what it was like to kiss him, to run my fingers through his hair, to feel him inside of me. I longed to experience all these things, but I kept my distance.
That is, until one night when my best friend was away on vacation and I was left all alone in the house. Jack was also alone, as his family had gone away for a few days.
We ran into each other in the kitchen, and the sexual tension between us was palpable. We both felt it, and we both knew that the other was feeling it too.
We stood there, looking deeply into each other’s eyes, until Jack finally spoke up.
“I’ve been thinking about you,” he murmured, his voice low and soft. “I think about you all the time.”
My heart was racing. I couldn’t believe he felt the same way about me. I felt a wave of excitement wash over me, and without even thinking, I leaned forward and kissed him.
His lips were so soft and inviting. He parted his lips slightly, allowing my tongue to explore his mouth. His hands caressed my back, making me tremble with pleasure.
He pulled away and looked into my eyes. “Do you want to go upstairs?” he asked.
I simply nodded my head, and he took my hand and led me up to his room. We quickly started undressing each other, our mouths exploring every inch of each other’s bodies as we did so.
Jack’s hands moved expertly over my curves, driving me to the brink of madness with pleasure. I moaned in delight as he gently entered me, sliding in and out with each stroke, making me shudder with pleasure.
My head spun with overwhelming sensations as he continued to thrust inside me. His lips ravished my neck and breasts, the warmth of his breath sending me further into a blissful oblivion.
Just when I was about to reach my climax, he pulled out of me and lay down on the bed. As I lay there breathless and trembling, he leaned over and kissed me deeply, his tongue exploring my mouth with a passion.
My entire body quivered as I felt his hardness pressed against me, and I knew it was time to take this to the next level.
We moved into position, his hands guiding me onto my hands and knees as he entered me from behind. His thrusts were deep and powerful, pushing me steadily towards ecstasy.
I felt my body reach its peak, and I cried out in pleasure as he continued to thrust into me. He moved faster and faster, until I felt an intense orgas