Wanda was my friend's girlfriend and also a classmate of mine. On my birthday, she invited me to her place for a small party. I was thrilled. When I arrived at her house at seven in the evening and she opened the door, her attire left me breathless. She was wearing a bikini. In class, she was famous for her massive breasts, and this outfit suited her perfectly. Her two heavy globes were pushed high, creating a deep, plunging cleavage that was enough to kill any man. Paired with a tiny pair of shorts, she was a sight so captivating that I couldn't tear my eyes away.

"Where's Alex?" I asked hurriedly.

"He'll be here soon. Come on in!" Wanda replied.

I sat on the sofa, fiddling with the TV remote, but my gaze kept drifting back to Wanda, waiting for a stray moment of exposure. Even though she was my friend's girl, a woman this stunning made it hard to care about morality.

"Sean," Wanda said, "Alex isn't here yet. Let's play a little game to pass the time."

"Sure! Want to play cards?"

"No! Let's play something a bit more... special."

"Like what?"

"Red Light, Green Light!" Wanda suggested.

"What's the fun in that?" I countered.

"Let's make it a competition," she teased. "The loser has to grant the winner one wish."

Now, that sounded interesting. "Deal!"

"The dining table in the kitchen is the finish line, starting from the living room. Let's play Rock-Paper-Scissors to decide who goes first!"

I chuckled to myself; everyone knew Wanda always picked 'rock.' Sure enough, she threw a fist.

"I'll be the seeker!" she declared. "And let's make it spicy: if you're caught moving, you have to take off one piece of clothing."

My heart raced. With how little she was wearing, she wouldn't have much to lose... but part of me wondered if Alex and the others were planning to prank me.

"Red light, green light!" Wanda called out.

I froze. As Wanda walked toward me, my eyes couldn't help but slide down toward her cleavage.

"Ha! Caught you!" she cried.

"Does that count?" I protested.

"Of course! Now, strip!"

I pulled off my shirt and it was my turn to be the seeker. "Red light, green light!" Wanda accidentally took a step forward, and I caught her instantly.

"Darn it," she laughed.

I was filled with anticipation. She unfastened her bikini top, revealing her high, firm breasts. They were easily an E-cup. Then it was my turn to be the seeker.

"Red light, green light!"

As she approached, my eyes were uncontrollable. To reset, I became the seeker again. By the time we were playing, I was down to just my boxers. "Red light, green light!" Once more, Wanda took an accidental step, and I caught her. I began to suspect she was doing it on purpose. She slid off her shorts, revealing a pair of pink lace panties. It was magnificent.

It was her turn to seek again. "Red light, green light!"

I deliberately took a heavy step. "Aha! Now you have to strip naked!" she teased.

Blushing, I stepped out of my underwear. It was my turn to seek, and my heart was hammering against my ribs. "Red light, green light!"

As I turned around, Wanda saw my manhood and jumped in surprise, moving slightly. "Caught you!" I cheered.

Wanda turned away shyly and unhooked her bra. I stared at her back, mesmerized. "Red light, green light..." she whispered.

I stood perfectly still. When she turned back around, my mouth practically watered. Her pale, creamy breasts didn't sag in the slightest, and her nipples were a beautiful, natural pink. She was truly a natural beauty.

My arousal was becoming impossible to hide as my cock surged to life.

"Aha! You're moving down there!" Wanda giggled.

"Does that count?"

"Of course! But you have no clothes left to take off, so I'll let you off the hook this time."

It was my turn. "Red light, green light!" This time, Wanda stood perfectly still. Once more, "Red light, green light!"

She walked right up to me, frozen. I stared at her massive breasts, wanting nothing more than to grab them. I noticed her legs were trembling slightly—this was getting good. Shyly, she stepped out of her panties. I thought to myself: *If Alex walks in now, there's no way he'll believe we're just playing a game!*

My gaze remained fixed on her soft, damp mound. Eventually, Wanda won. Since the loser had to grant a wish, I said, "Tell me."

Wanda leaned in and whispered in my ear, "Make love to me."

I was stunned. "But... we can't! You're Alex's girlfriend!"

"Don't you want to?" Wanda teased, squeezing her breasts together to accentuate her cleavage.

"I do! But it's not right... what if Alex finds out?"

"If we do it secretly, no one will ever know."

"But he'll be here any minute!"

"Actually," Wanda whispered, "Alex sent me to you as your birthday present."

"What?! Alex wants you to sleep with me?"

Wanda nodded. "I've liked you for a long time, too!"

"So... you're saying Alex isn't coming?"

"Exactly! Now, are you going to take your birthday girl or not?"

I lunged forward, pinning Wanda to the sofa and greedily kneading her breasts. "Your pink nipples... it's my first time seeing them," I groaned.

Her breasts deformed under my frantic grip as I pulled and teased the flesh. "Wanda, you're so beautiful! I love you!"

"Ah! Me too! Oh~" She moaned as my hand found her private heat. "Are you wet already?"

"Seeing your big cock made me wet instantly," she confessed.

"Let me make you squirt," I promised.

Sitting up, I used two fingers to pump rapidly into her soaking wet slit. She began to wail with pleasure. "Mmm... ohhh... ahhh... I can't take it... ahhh!"

She was far more lustful than I had imagined. Her vaginal walls began to contract violently. Using both hands, I rubbed her clitoris as the climax approached. Her cries became frantic. "Mm... ah... no... don't... don't stop... oh god... it's so good... it's so itchy inside... please... faster... right there... where your fingers are... it's so itchy... ahhh!"

Finally, she erupted. A torrent of fluid sprayed across the sofa. There was nothing quite like a woman who could squirt; it made the sex so much more intense.

I didn't hold back. I drove my cock deep into her, my hands working her heavy breasts while my mouth moved rhythmically against hers. Wanda was lost in a sea of ecstasy. After several minutes of intense friction, I whispered, "Wanda, do you know how to ride me?"

"Of course," she panted.

I lay back on the sofa, and Wanda turned around, presenting her ass to me. She lowered herself onto my cock, taking the entire length in one smooth motion. It felt incredible. Being able to penetrate her so deeply was intoxicating. As she moved, I couldn't help but feel a little guilty about my friend, but that thought was quickly chased away by the sheer sensation. While her back was to me, I secretly pulled my phone from my pocket to record a little something before tucking it away again.

"Damn, I'm close! Let's try a different position!"

"Anything!" she gasped.

She lay back, and I lifted her legs over my shoulders, driving into her from above. "Mmm... ahhh... ahhh... oh god... I'm almost there!"

As her high-pitched, broken moans echoed through the living room, the blood in my veins boiled. Watching her snow-white breasts bounce wildly with every thrust, her pink areolas glowing under the light, my primal instincts finally exploded.

"Let me... let me take you from behind!" I gasped, my voice husky and unrecognizable.

I pulled her up so she was propped on the sofa arms, her body arched in a primal, quadruped position. From this angle, the curve of her back was a masterpiece, and her lush buttocks trembled with every movement, the wet slit between them begging to be filled.

Gripping my rock-hard, vein-ridged shaft, I lined it up with her muddy path and lunged forward, burying myself to the hilt!

"Aah! So deep... Sean... you're going to break me!" Wanda cried out, her hips arching back to meet my forceful thrusts.

I began to hammer into her, the rhythmic 'slap-slap' of our flesh meeting sounding incredibly lewd in the quiet room. I reached around to squeeze her soft breasts, the flesh spilling between my fingers. With every stroke, a chorus of squelching sounds rose from her wetness, as if she were turning into a pool of liquid desire.

"Wanda... you're so tight... so hot..." I buried my face in her neck, biting her shoulder as she convulsed with pleasure.

"Mmm... yes... right there... harder... harder! Ahhh!" She was lost in the sea of lust, her eyes glazed, her hands clutching the sofa cushions as she swayed to my rhythm.

The air grew heavy with the scent of her musk and my sweat. I felt like a beast in a vortex, unable to stop the momentum. The taboo thrill of conquering my friend's woman transformed into unparalleled ecstasy.

"Almost there... I can't hold it!"

The pressure in my loins reached a breaking point. Wanda felt it too; she looked back at me with dazed eyes. "Together... let's come together... ahhh!"

I gripped her waist, pulling her back hard so our bodies were flush, and delivered a final, machine-gun burst of deep, frantic thrusts, slamming directly against her cervix.

"AAAAHHHHH!"

With a long, piercing scream, a wave of pressure surged from my spine to my brain. My muscles locked tight as a flood of hot semen erupted deep inside her.

"Mmm... so hot... Sean... it's so hot..." Wanda trembled violently, her vaginal walls pulsing and squeezing around me as if trying to wring out every last drop of my essence.

I held her tight, feeling the warmth settle deep within her until the very last spurt. Finally, we collapsed onto the sofa, gasping for air.

After a long moment, I slowly withdrew. Looking at her swollen, reddened heat and the milky fluids trailing down her thighs, a strange sense of accomplishment washed over me. Wanda turned over, her face flushed, leaning into my arms like a contented kitten. Her massive breasts rose and fell with her heavy breathing, looking incredibly seductive.

The heart-pounding birthday party finally drew to a close amidst the scent of sweat and lust.

Later, when I asked Alex about the birthday gift, he had no idea. It turns out Wanda had seduced me—she truly was a "good woman."