Reply: i fucked my best friend’s brother and i can’t stop thinking about his cock

I fucked my dads best friend. He showed up late and my parents left without him. Not sure how but he had me on the living room floor for maybe my greatest sex. Then he left to catch up with my parents. So wild that I cannot stop thinking about how i let a family friend 22 years older than me, take advantage of me. It was so bad that I wish to do him again.

i know i shouldn’t have done it. but i can’t lie. i’d do it again in a heartbeat.
my best friend’s brother is older than us, 25 i think. always been this athletic, quiet type. he doesn’t talk much but when he does he has this deep voice that makes you pay attention. he’s always been polite but there was this tension between us for a while. long looks. stupid little touches that felt like accidents but weren’t.
last month we all hung out at her place, watching movies, drinking, just chilling. he was sitting on the floor leaning back against the couch i was on, and my legs were kinda on either side of him. i could smell him. i felt my face get hot every time he shifted and leaned back between my thighs.
she fell asleep on the other side of the couch. it was so quiet except for the tv. he looked up at me, didn’t even smile, just whispered, “you need to leave right now if you want me to be good.”
i didn’t move.
so he turned around on his knees and pulled me down to kiss him. it was rough and desperate, his hands under my shirt right away, fingers pinching my nipples through my bra until i gasped. i remember the way he breathed when i bit his lip.
we didn’t even try to get to a bedroom. he just pushed my skirt up around my hips, tugged my panties down, and told me to shut up when i made a sound. he was so hard already. he didn’t even tease, just lined up and pushed in slow. it hurt a little at first but fuck he felt so good.
he covered my mouth with his hand when i moaned too loud. whispered shit in my ear like “be quiet. you’re gonna wake her up.” that made me so wet. he fucked me slow at first, watching my face, then grabbed my hips and started pounding me against the couch. i was clawing at the cushions trying not to scream.
when i came i bit his hand and he growled. he didn’t pull out. he grabbed my thighs and slammed so deep i felt it in my belly. he just stayed there for a second, breathing hard, before i felt him twitch and fill me up.
after he pulled out he wiped me off with my panties and stuffed them in his pocket. kissed my cheek and told me to fix my hair before she woke up.
now he texts me at night. tells me he’s hard thinking about me. asks if i’m wet for him. says he wants to bend me over the sink next time. i can’t stop thinking about his cock and the way he didn’t give a fuck about getting caught.
and yeah. i want it again. i want him again. even if it’s wrong. i can’t help it.