A few years back I (24F) attended a wedding of people that went to my high school. The bride and groom stayed close with a lot of people from school, so it was like a high school reunion. I really only stayed close with the bride after high school, so I haven’t seen most of these people in a long time.

The wedding was a destination wedding, so everyone was staying in hotels for the week. The night before the wedding, everyone just hung out, drank, played games. It was a pretty lowkey night, but we did all drink quite a bit. I don’t really remember how we got there, but the best man (25m), we’ll call him Ryan (fake name) and I were sitting out in his car smoking. FYI, the best man is married. His wife was upstairs asleep in their room at this point. She got super drunk and went to bed early. We sat in his car and talked for a long time. And then idk what came over me, but I kissed him. And he didn’t stop me. He actually grabbed me and pulled me on top of him so I was straddling him in the front seat. It was so hot, I was grinding up and down in his lap as we made out, ripping at each other clothes, it kept getting more and more intense. His fingers were playing around my pussy, not actually going inside, just gently rubbing and teasing me. It was driving me crazy, my pussy was dripping. But, we ended up stopping there. He sucked my juices off his fingers and we parted ways. Until the next night.

The night of the wedding, the sexual tension was THICK. Long story short, there were lots of drinks involved and we ended up in this lofted living room/hangout space that was upstairs at the reception. There were a bunch of couches and tables and I think he bent me over every surface in that room. He fucked my pussy so good, his dick was the perfect size so that he could ram my pussy hard and go balls deep without it hurting. But omg my favorite was when licked my pussy. I’m a pretty petite girl, so he was just picking me up and throwing me around, putting me in whatever posture wanted. He threw me down on the couch, shoved my legs back and started eating me like no one has ever eaten me before. My legs were shaking uncontrollably and I kept squirming because it was almost too much, but he put his hands around my waist and held me down while his tongue devoured my pussy. Every lick was sending shockwaves through my body. Before I knew it I was cumming a freaking fountain. He lapped up every bit of it and then kissed me so I could taste myself.

After this night, I didn’t think we would ever see each other and speak ever again. I figured we would just go back to our regular lives and act like it never happened. But we actually ended up having an affair for a few months. I know it’s wrong, but god it was so hot and I still can’t stop thinking about it. The idea of him being at home with his wife but thinking about being inside my pussy turns me on so much. There was never any romantic feelings between us, it was purely fucking and I loved it. I loved that he just wanted me for sex and knowing that my pussy made him so wild. He couldn’t control himself around me. Sometimes he would take a detour if he was out running errands and swing by my house just so he could be a few licks. Which then always ended with us fucking lol.

Things ended up coming to an end between us, but fuck I miss those times. I still instantly get wet when I think about him. I just want to straddle his face one more time.