TITLE    : The Morning After
STORYID  : the-morning-after-62
SUMMARY  : Coming to terms with the night before.
AUTHOR   : sj14@lit
DATE     : 2014-08-07
CATEGORY : erotic-couplings
FLAGS    : 
TAGS     : |cheating girlfriend|cheating boyfriend|oral|adultery|friends with benefits|


From the very day they met, Sarah and Michelle had been best friends. They sat next to each other on their first day of school and immediately became kindred spirits. For years they were inseparable, became as close as sisters and when they each got boyfriends, were delighted that they got on so well too. Sarah met Andy when she was nineteen and Michelle met Jerry eight months later. All four of them bonded quickly, they hung out together, went on holidays as a group and as the years went by and they all reached their early twenties, Sarah thought they were about as close to family as anyone could get without being blood relatives.



So when she woke up one April morning in bed with Jerry, it came as a surprise to say the least.



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The sunlight had just started to filter through the gaps in the curtains when she first stirred into consciousness. As the fog of sleep lifted though, she quickly realised that the bed she was lying in was not her own and this room definitely wasn't hers. Someone was lying asleep next to her, an arm draped across her body and no sooner had she realised this, than she became aware that not only was she naked, but it also wasn't Andy.



Her heart began to beat faster and the events of the previous night hit her like a wave. Andy was away visiting his relatives and Michelle was at home sick, so she and Jerry had hung out together and watched a movie. There was nothing unusual in that, their little group of friends did it all the time when someone wasn't there, but last night something had happened. They had a few drinks sure, but at some point they had wound up having a nostalgic and sentimental chat about their friendship. He had hugged her, she hugged him back and they kissed. It should have just been a fleeting moment, a quick joining of their lips followed by a hurried separation, rushed apologies and they could have laughed it off.



But that hadn't happened, they kept kissing. And then before she had known what was happening, they were stumbling up the stairs, stripping each other of their clothing. They had wound up in his bedroom and then...



Oh fuck.



She had to get dressed before he woke up, she didn't want him to see her naked without alcohol fogging his mind, but as she tried to move and his arm slipped away, he gave a startled snore, jerked awake and then looked at her. Their eyes met and for a couple of seconds they just stared at each other, as if hoping that they would realise they were dreaming and everything would return to normal. But it didn't, the room remained where it was, they were both alarmingly conscious and they were both still cheaters.



"Um...Sarah, what..." he stammered, then raised the covers and snatched a glance at himself, "Is this real?"



"Yeah," she said nervously, "I think we might have done something stupid."



"Oh Christ," he said, clapping his hands to his eyes, "Are you...are you naked too?"



"Yep," she nodded, sadly.



"Oh fuck," he said, taking his hands away and looking at her again, "What are we going to do?"



"I don't know," she said, feeling more guilty than she ever had in her life, "I don't know."



They both lay there for a moment, the silence hanging heavily in the air as their minds raced. What could they do? They had done something awful, they had not only betrayed their partners, but their friends as well.



"Do you think we should tell them?" she asked.



"Yeah sure," he said, "You're kidding right?"



"I'm serious Jerry, it would make it worse if we didn't tell them."



"How? If we told them it would ruin everything," he said sadly, "I love Michelle Sarah, but I also love you and Andy. You're two of the best friends I've ever had in my life, I don't want that to end because of one silly mistake."



"Yeah, but..." she said, "Can we keep this a secret?"



"I won't tell if you won't," he replied, "If I'd cheated on Michelle with someone else I would seriously consider it, but if I ruined your relationship and our friendship as well, I'd feel like a right shit."



"I feel like a right shit already," she said, turning her face away from him and staring at the wall, a few tears springing from her eyes.



"Hey, hey no, Sarah listen to me for a minute," he said propping himself up one elbow and putting his hand on her shoulder. She turned to face him and another tear slipped out.



"It's not your fault," he continued, "It's mine, I shouldn't have kissed you."



"I thought I kissed you?"



"No I'm pretty sure it was me that did it," he said, "I have had a sort of crush on you for a while now so it would have been me."



"What?" she said, "Really?"



"Yeah..." he said shyly, "But I never thought anything would happen."



"So why did it?"



"I dunno," he said, "Maybe it was the alcohol, maybe it was because it was just us two for once. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry."



Despite herself, Sarah's heart went out to him at that moment. She'd known him long enough to know that he was a decent guy and wouldn't normally even consider betraying Michelle. She knew that she was as much to blame as he was, but the fact he was trying to console her and take her share made her feel blessed that he was her friend.



"Hey, it's okay. It's sweet of you to say that, but it's my fault too," she said, then after a pause, "Would it be awkward if we had a hug? I could really use one."



"I don't know," he replied, "We are both kinda naked remember?"



"I won't look if you won't," she said.



"Okay, come here," he said and then held one arm out. Sarah rolled over and placed her head on his chest, careful not to let the duvet slip and expose any of her body as his arm reached round and pulled her in gently. Beneath the covers their skin came together and she felt her body pressing into his. He was warm and the embrace was comforting. They lay like that for a moment, her head rising softly each time he took a breath and she began to relax. She still felt guilty and knew that it would be a long time before that went away, but maybe their friendship didn't have to end. Either way, she wasn't ready to get up and face the world yet.



"I guess you're right," she said.



"What do you mean?"



"Maybe we shouldn't tell them," she said, lifting her head to look him in the eye, "It was just a mistake right? A one off?"



"Yeah," he said, "Too much alcohol can do terrible things. I feel awful, but I don't want to lose any of you."



"Me neither," she smiled, then placed her head back on his chest.



"Besides, I've never had to confess to cheating before," he said jokily, "What would we tell them? 'Hey honey, sorry to break this to you but while you were ill this weekend, I had a night of amazing sex with your best friend.'"



Sarah's heart skipped a beat at that.



"Amazing sex eh?" she laughed, "I'm flattered."



"Credit where credit's due," he said, "You were pretty damn incredible."



"What?" she said, lifting her head and looking at him again, "Seriously?"



He blushed again and shifted uneasily, but before he could reply, more of the night came back to her. Not the events which led up to it, but the sex itself. And her heart began to beat faster.



"It was great sex wasn't it?" she said, remembering.



"Uh...yeah," he said, he was trembling slightly now, "Did you...did you enjoy it?"



"I hate to admit it but yes," she laughed, it was her turn for her cheeks to burn with embarrassment, "How many times did we manage in the end? Was it twice?"



"Well three if you count the sixty nine in the middle."



"I wondered what I was tasting," she said, "God, I haven't had oral in years."



"Really?"



"Yeah, me and Andy usually just do missionary now," she said hugging him a bit closer, "Thanks for mixing things up a bit."



"My pleasure," he said, "You certainly seemed to be enjoying it."



"A girl's got to show her appreciation," she laughed and cuddled into him again. Her heartbeat had increased now and she could feel his own raging in his chest. And how long had she been running her fingers along the side of his body?



"So..." she said, after a brief pause, "What now?"



"I guess we'd better get dressed," he stammered nervously.



"Yeah, we should," she said, still trailing her fingers across his skin.



Neither of them moved.



Sarah shifted slightly and moved her head an inch further across his chest and he again wrapped his arm tighter round her. He didn't seem to want to move either, it wasn't just her. His breathing had increased as well. As casually as she could manage, she lifted one leg and wrapped it round his. He took another sharp intake of breath but still didn't make any effort to leave and while she couldn't be certain, she thought he had a hard on. She could feel herself getting wet and while she was still feeling ashamed, part of her wanted more.



"What did you like best?" she whispered.



"What?" he said just as quietly.



"About last night?" she whispered again, "What did you like best?" His arm was noticeably trembling around her.



"Um...well..."



"You can tell me," she said, her hand moving in increasing circles down his side, "I won't mind."



"Well, when you were on top was amazing," he said.



"Yeah?" she said, lifting her head up from his chest again and looking him in the eye, her hand subconsciously moving to low on his stomach.



"Yeah," he said shyly, "The uh...the view was really something."



She smiled at that and a loaded silence fell upon them again. For what felt like an eternity they just stared at each other, but she could feel the heat from his erection and knew he was fully hard. God dammit, but she shouldn't be this horny. She loved Andy, she loved Michelle and she felt rotten about betraying them.



But even so, her hand started to move down slowly.



She continued to stare Jerry in the eye but he didn't say or do anything to stop her and as her fingers first reached his shaft, he gasped with forbidden pleasure. He felt huge and heavy in her hand and was already slippery with pre-cum and as she slowly wrapped her fingers round him, she leaned forward and they kissed again.



A rush of adrenaline surged through Sarah's body as their lips came together. They kissed softly and sweetly as she very slowly worked her hand along his length, then as she neared the top of his helmet their mouths opened and his tongue snaked into her. She pumped his erection in a smooth, languid pace for a short while, then broke the kiss and without ever breaking the gaze, began to sit up properly.



"You'll get a better look in the daylight," she said and shrugged the duvet off her. Jerry's eyes widened as he caught sight of her large breasts and he was gasping heavily as she swung one leg over and straddled him, her hand never leaving his cock. His hands reached to her hips and slowly traced a path towards the gap between her breasts while she moved him into place and began to slide down.



It was Sarah's turn to gasp as his bell end slipped inside her. His hands squeezed her breasts briefly, then traced their way back down to rest on the top of her hips as she continued to lower herself. She felt herself stretching as more and more of his erection worked inside her



and then suddenly, he was all in. He was a little bit bigger than Andy was but it made a big difference, she could feel him pressing inside her and an exquisite sensation filled her. They had fucked one another senseless the previous night but they had also been drunk, now they were both sober and there was nothing but the thrill of the cheat, the delicious illicit thrill.



She began to move her hips against him as he thrust up gently into her and a few more moans of delight escaped her lips before she leaned forward to kiss him again. She still felt guilty, but the heat and the lust were more powerful now and she held both hands to his head as their mouths intertwined and his thrusts began to get firmer and faster. She started to push herself back against him vigorously, whimpering softly as her best friend's boyfriend fucked her and the headboard began to slam into the wall.



"Oh Christ Jerry," she cried out, "That's so fucking good."



He didn't say anything, but sat up a little and pressed his face into her breasts. His tongue lapped at her nipples and his hand squeezed the soft flesh as she wrapped her hands round his back and tried to pull him in closer.



"It's so good to not be doing missionary," she laughed.



"Fuck yeah," he gasped, "Michelle hasn't given me a hand job in a while either."



The fact they were doing something their spouses wouldn't do with them made her feel even more naughty. Sarah didn't like slutty girls, but right now, the thought of doing anything to please this man filled her with lust and she wanted to do more.



"Does...oh fuck...does she suck your cock?" she gasped between sobs of pleasure.



"Not for years," he grunted, his pace slowing slightly.



"Let me," she panted, "Let me suck your cock for you. If she won't do it...I will."



Their hips gyrated together and he seemed to think that over for a moment before he relaxed his grip on her and began to slide out, his cock still hard but slick with their combined juices. She manoeuvred herself off him, then got down on all fours as he sat up in front of her on the bed. She took hold of his shaft again and lowered her open mouth down onto it. He ran his hand through her hair as she began to suck him, then pulling her hair slightly started to push her head down himself. She gagged momentarily as he went just too far, but quickly regained herself and sucked eagerly, tasting her own juices on him as her tongue darted down his length.



God but she felt deliciously wicked now as her saliva dripped down him. In all the years they'd known each other, she'd never thought she would wind up naked on all fours, drenched in sweat with Michelle's boyfriend fucking her mouth. Now that they were doing it though, she was almost overcome by the sheer thrill of it. Jerry was thrusting hard and she



gobbled and sucked for all she was worth, when she noticed he was getting quicker. He was getting close, but she didn't want it to end yet.



"Oh God," she said, lifting her mouth from him, "Put it back in me!"



He didn't reply, he just let go of her hair and with a look of pure animal hunger in his eyes, watched her lie back and open her legs wide for him. He stepped off the bed, put his hand under her hips and shifted her into position so that she was right at the edge of it, then still standing upright, hooked both her knees beneath his arms and lifted them up. His cock found her pussy again and slid effortlessly into her and Sarah opened her mouth wide to cry out in delight as he began to fuck her once more, her legs raised up at right angles. His hands gripped her hips and she held tight to his wrists as he rapidly built up speed, pummelling her soaking pussy as if he were possessed and Sarah felt her climax approaching rapidly. Her best friend's hot, throbbing cock was sliding wetly into her with no protection and the guilt which had earlier felt so bad, now made everything wetter, thicker, harder and more delicious.



"More," she cried out, "I want more! Oh fuck me Jerry!"



"Are you going to do what Michelle never does?" he shouted, "Are you going to swallow my cum Sarah?"



"God yeah," she gasped, "Fuck me! Fuck me hard and cum in my mouth!"



And then her world began to spin. She reached up and her fingers gripped the sheets tightly as the sensation spread out from between her legs and filled her entire being. She opened her mouth wide and screamed with forbidden delight. She felt her body spasming around his rigid member, his hand groping her wildly swinging breasts and as the pleasure slammed through her, she continued to scream and scream.



Just as she could take it no more, Jerry suddenly pulled out and quickly dashed up onto the bed. Her pussy was still throbbing hotly and her breath hadn't subsided when she felt the weight of his body beside her, then despite the exhaustion she grabbed hold of his engorged cock and barely got it into her mouth before it twitched and a torrent of hot seed erupted from the tip. It shot out across her tongue as his hand found the back of her head again and pushed her forward, her mouth engulfing him completely as his meat pumped into her. She hadn't tasted a load this thick in years but still he shot more into her until he finally began to subside, then released her and sank down onto his back. Sarah swallowed the last of his cum, then licked her lips clean and they both lay there, panting heavily as their bodies began to calm down.



"Wow," he said eventually.



"I know right?" she replied.



"I've never...I've never cum in anyone's mouth before," he gasped.



"Well, if you ever want it again you know where I am," she said without thinking.



"Really?" he said.



She didn't reply immediately, they both lay there in a post coital daze for a moment. Was this going to happen again?



"Well..." she said, "Andy won't let me go on top either."



"Are you sure? I thought this was a one-off mistake?"



"It was," she said, "And so was last night. But if we end up having a lot more one-off mistakes...well, I won't tell if you won't."



"Okay," he said, "Well...what now?"



"I guess you should probably go look after Michelle seeing as she isn't feeling well."



"Yeah," he sighed heavily, "Do you want to come too?"



"Are you sure?"



"Of course, she's your friend too."



Sarah sat up and smiled warmly at him.



"Well we should probably have a wash before we go," she said, "We've both got a little sweaty."



"Fancy another one-off mistake in the shower?" he grinned.



She smiled from ear to ear and jumped back into his arms.

