"Stop… stop kissing me… mm…"

I had my sights set on my buddy's sister-in-law, planning to take advantage of her while she was drunk. But halfway through the kiss, I realized the woman in my arms had somehow turned into my buddy's wife.

"Sandra? Why are you—"

But she tasted just as good. So I figured I'd just go with it…

A few days ago, it was my buddy Shawn Wilson's birthday party, and I'd set my sights on his sister-in-law, Lily Mason.

Lily was stunning—fresh and alluring, with huge tits and a tiny waist, just like a little vixen.

Shawn was a real bro. He invited me over to his place for dinner the next day. I figured I'd have a few drinks to loosen things up, and then the deed would be as good as done.

I was pumped.

At the dinner table, Shawn kept helping me pour drinks for Lily.

"Lily… have another glass. Today's a happy day…"

Neither sister had any idea what us boys were up to. Even Shawn's wife, Sandra Mason, ended up drinking quite a bit.

Watching Lily all flushed and gorgeous, I got hard instantly.

I couldn't stop staring at her cleavage beneath that V-neck top. Those jugs were so big… Her skin was so smooth…

I gulped, excited, and downed half a glass to steady my nerves.

After a few rounds of drinks, I started feeling hazy.

I vaguely noticed Shawn head to the bathroom, and a woman followed him out.

I figured, 'Both of them are gone now. This is my chance. Lily… heh heh heh… Here I come…'

I stood up, wobbled over to her, wrapped my arms around her, and started pulling her toward the guest room.

"Baby, I've wanted you for so long… let me be your man tonight."

The woman in my arms was too wasted to even know what was happening. I couldn't wait—I got straight to it.

I stripped off her clothes in no time. She was even fairer and softer than I'd imagined. Her huge, round tits were so tantalizing that I couldn't help burying my face right in them.

Finally, Lily stirred. A muffled moan slipped out.

"Mmm… ah…"

That sound nearly undid me. A few more gasps like that and I would've finished right then.

God, she was a goddess. It was going to be incredible.

Her sweet, feminine scent filled my nose, driving my breath faster and faster. My hands instinctively gripped her soft, slender waist.

That flat, tight little belly—I wondered what it would look like stretched out.

Feeling wicked, I grabbed one of her full breasts with one hand and slid the other down to her stomach.

Lily's moans grew even softer, even more seductive.

"Mmm… easy…"

This sister-in-law of Shawn's was amazing. But I bet his wife was even better—she looked sexier after all.

But hey—friends don't mess with friends' wives. So I settled for the sister, Lily.

Listening to her whimpering moans got me too worked up. I leaned in and kissed her cherry-red lips.

So sweet and soft. It got me groaning with desire too.

"Mmm… you're such a slut…"

Even drunk, she knew how to kiss. Her tongue unconsciously slipped into my mouth and started tangling with mine.

Every so often, she'd push against the roof of my mouth in response—it drove me crazy, made me want to devour her whole. Her arms wrapped around my neck, and her muffled breaths filled the space between us.

It was such a good kiss. I broke away from her lips, then turned my head and sucked on her full earlobe.

"You little slut… you're enjoying this, aren't you? Your body's gone all soft…"

My left arm held her shoulders. My right hand had already slipped under her clothes and was stroking her thigh.

Lily's eyes were half-lidded, her teeth barely biting her lower lip, soft moans spilling from her throat. She was clearly getting turned on.

That just made me even more eager. Tonight, sex would be pure bliss.

Her round ass was already in my grip. I watched as her lips parted, her breath coming in short gasps, her soft chest rising and falling with every pant.

Using my left foot, I pushed her legs apart. I lifted my left knee and pressed it gently against her damp mound. Pushing aside her bra, I started kneading and teasing her nipples until they hardened and stood up. Soon, I felt the knee of my pants get wet. I knew she was ready.

But as I kept kissing her, something felt off. Lily wore earrings. The woman in my arms didn't.

I was totally hooked by Lily's earrings at first. There was just something about her small, delicate ears that made me think they'd feel amazing to nibble on.

Just as I was getting lost in the thought, the woman suddenly murmured, "Honey… since when did you get so good at this…?"

Honey?

My drunken haze lifted in an instant. There was no way Lily would call me honey.

I took a closer look. The passionate, writhing woman in my arms wasn't Lily at all—it was Sandra, Shawn's wife.

My whole body froze. My hands didn't even know where to go.

Sensing that I'd stopped, Sandra grew impatient. She pulled my neck down harder, deliberately rubbing her two soft, full breasts against my chest, whispering all kinds of tempting things in my ear, "Baby, why'd you stop? You don't want it anymore?

"Mmm… you're so hot… and so strong right now…"

By this point, Sandra was completely overtaken by the alcohol and my earlier teasing. When I stopped, she was so consumed by desire that she started pawing at every part of me. The last thread of my self-control was about to snap.

My hand slid down to her lower body. Her vagina felt almost alive, squeezing tighter and tighter around my fingers.

I pulled out my painfully hard cock, crouched down, spread her ass cheeks, and ran my tongue lightly along her skin.

"Don't… don't lick there… ahhh… it's too much… please…"

I slowly pushed a second finger inside her, gently working her as my tongue kept gliding down the deep crease of her ass.

She twisted her slender waist helplessly, her breasts bouncing with every movement.

Then, hesitation hit me. 'This is my buddy's wife. This isn't right, is it?'

My hand slowed to a stop.

Just then, she whimpered softly, "Don't… don't stop… it feels so good…"

I lifted my head and looked at her. Her pretty face was flushed pink. Her big, seductive eyes—though a bit unfocused from the alcohol—were still throwing sultry looks my way. Her soft red tongue was licking her lips, drool slipping from the corner of her mouth and trailing down her pale chest.

Just as she started getting handsy and reaching for my pants, I had no choice but to speak up, "Sandra… it's me… Finn."

That snapped the desperate Sandra back to her senses. Her eyes flew wide open. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, those full, bouncing breasts drawing my gaze despite myself.

"Why… why are you here? Where's Shawn?"

Her voice came out sweet and soft, making my skin tingle.

I gulped, bracing myself on either side of her as I explained, "I'm sorry, Sandra. I thought you were Lily…"

But before I could finish, I heard Shawn's familiar voice from nearby, and he sounded thrilled.

"Like my cock, huh? Your ass is so tight! Ah… stop acting like a virgin."

"Ah… that hurts… go easy…"

That was Lily's voice.

So Shawn had mistaken Lily for Sandra. No way…

Sandra squirmed restlessly beneath me, giving me a look that was part resentment and part pleading—the kind that could kill every man on earth.

I had no idea how to get out of this.

Then Sandra closed her eyes again, hooked her legs around my belt, and pulled my lower body hard against hers.

"Honey…"

These two sisters were something else. Both shameless in their own way. And watching a woman throw herself at me like that… if I still held back, I wouldn't be much of a man.

So I decided to just go with it. We'd already done everything we shouldn't have done anyway.

My lust kicked into overdrive. I slapped her firm thigh without thinking.

"Ooh… that's so intense… baby…"

That "baby" really did something to me. I could feel myself getting even harder.

Gripping her ass tight, I pushed forward with my hips, lined myself up, and slowly began to enter her.