He Took Me

I was in an unhappy relationship with another woman. Our mutual fwb questioned my gfs commitment to me. He complimented me more than her, I noticed we got closer when she wasn’t around. He joked about taking me, got jealous when I was hit on. I’m not in the best shape, but loved staring at my ass. We got drinks by the pool, when I was approached by two guys who wanted my number. My fwb told them I was taken and wrapped his arms around me. I could feel his hard manhood on my back. His hands went a bit further south but it felt like he was caressing me. He was better looking than both of these guys which made me feel desired. He whispered in my ear, let’s talk by the restrooms. He grabbed my arm, opened the door and pushed me in. Once locked, he turned around and kissed me. I didn’t want to stop, I knew he wasn’t going to. He fingered me till my soul left my chest, and covered my chest with his tongue. He smiled, you want to fuck? You are so damn wet and I want that ass of yours bouncing on this. I went down on him, he was hard and girthy enough to put me under a spell. He got his wish when he plunged into me from behind inside my pussy. I was being devoured in the rawest expression of lust. We fucked for over an hour before someone knocked to use the restroom. Those same guys were still out there and completely left us alone after. My gf didn’t find out until we broke up.