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Bar man and the Chef

Date: 8/15/2016, Categories: True Story, Author: Slipknot21, Rating: 86.1, Source: sexstories.com

fire from holding it back SARAH: "Yeah.. cu..c..CUM.. OH GOD FUCK!!!" she tightens and explodes again, her toes curl and go white from the force of it, her face turns red i cant hold on, i begin to pound so hard and fast my hips dont feel part of me ME: "FUCK AH!!! IM CUMMING" i explode, shooting rope after rope of cum inside her, she cums soaking the both of us, i fill her up as she empties all over me, everything goes dark as i collapse on top of her. the next morning i find out we both passed out, still wrapped up together and covered in juices. we laugh the hangover away and both get washed. SARAH: "we should do this again some time" she says with a wink and a kiss. ME: "that would be great" i reply with a smile. me and Sarah continued to fuck for another 2 months, as much as possible, before we became an official couple, and even though we were happy, and we cared for each other, something began to change. Becky began to act odd with me, everytime we went out she was fine until Sarah arrived. she would start random arguments, just for the sake of an argument. she hugged me less. then one day, id had enough. i was stopping at the hotel where we worked as i had a night shift then a day shift the next day, becky was staying because she had an early morning shift aswell, i cornered her in the kitchen, i wanted an explanation. ME: "What the hell is wrong with you?" BECKY: "Me? there is nothing wrong with me, its you! you have forgotten me!" ME: "What? How? because im with ... sarah? i see you as much if not more than her, how have i forgotten you?" BECKY: "you always leave parties or nights out early just so you can go fuck her thats how! you and sarah should never have happened!" ME: "how can you say that?! im happy with sarah?!" BECKY: "Because it should have been me you went home with that night!!" the stare down was strange, what the hell had she just said. ME: "Wha.. what do you mean? should have gone home with you?" BECKY: "It should have been me" she begins to sob ME: "you were with Tyson.." BECKY: " TO MAKE YOU JEALOUS!! I WANTED YOU!!! I ALWAYS HAVE!!" she runs and locks herself into the cupboard where the fridges are kept, and slams the door, to hide her tears. im gob smacked, has she just said that? i begin to tear up, my best friend is hurt, i go into the cupboard and there she is. she looks at me, mascara running down her cheeks, wearing a ramones t-shirt and baggy jogging pants. i take her in my arms and hug her, as she cries into my chest, she looks up at me those eyes full of tears, then she says it.. BECKY: "I love you ste" my reply is instant ME:" i love you to" and we kiss it feels wrong, im with sarah, i care for sarah, but here i am, kissing my best friend, in a fridge cupboard at work after hours, we are alone, i think maybe its just a silly kiss, but it keeps going. our tongues dance like how we used to own club dancefloors, we are both wearing baggy jogging pants, why wouldnt we be, we were about to go to bed, i find myself ...