Fiancée Deflowered: My Best Friend Took Her Virginity While I Burned With Shame and Lust

The massive house pulsed with music, June 1965 heat thick in the air. Sweat slicked skin. Hearts raced under dim lights. Anne, my fiancée since high school, flirted hard with Vincent. My friend. Bolder. Hungrier. Her eyes flicked to me, teasing, daring. Provocative glances stabbed my chest.

Groups split. Couples vanished upstairs. Laughter echoed. Then Vincent grabbed her hand. She rose, smiling, radiant. No look back. They climbed, hand in hand. Everyone knew we were engaged. Eyes burned into me. Smirks everywhere. My heart slammed. Jealousy clawed. But cock throbbed hard, trapped in jeans.

The Fever Builds in the Steamy Party House

I bolted to the park. Tears stung. Imagined him stripping her. Virgin no more. Excitement surged, vile and sweet. Erection strained. Sarah found me. Anne’s wild best friend. Arm around my shoulder. ‘It’s just sex,’ she whispered. Hand on my bulge. ‘He’ll make her cum first time. You want that, right?’

Her words ignited fire. ‘She’s learning. Let Vincent teach her.’ Palm pressed my hardness. Proof undeniable. Shame flooded. Lust won. Night dragged. Alone on mattress. They fucked upstairs. I stroked under covers. Furious pumps. Exploded harder than ever. Sleep came sticky.

Morning mist clung to park. Returned. Anne waited at stairs. ‘Pierre.’ Eyes begged. I crushed her lips. Tongue invaded, hot, wet. Kissed down neck, breasts, belly. Knelt. Lips to her thighs. Where he’d claimed her. She pulled me up. ‘Come.’ Hand in hand, upstairs.

Blaze of Forbidden Ecstasy and Bitter Ashes

Bed wrecked. Blood stains screamed deflowering. She lay back. Drew me in. Skirt hiked. Pussy soaked, musky. Vincent’s seed lingered. Ripped panties off. Dove in. Tongue ravaged folds. Sucked clit. Tasted her juice mixed with his cum. Salty, thick. She bucked. Screamed. Thighs crushed my face.

Spasms hit. Gush exploded. Her orgasm sprayed love nectar and lover’s remnants. Shame twisted. Pride swelled. Cock erupted in pants. Untouched bliss. First time I made her cum. As her cuckold.

We descended, hands linked. Friends cheered, clapped. Sarah grinned wicked. Picnic later. Anne playful. ‘Staying with Vincent tonight.’ Caressed my hand. Vincent’s smirk pierced. Train waited. Final kiss. Tongues danced. His eyes watched. Victory his. Skin still burned. Heart raced on. Unique fire scarred soul forever.