The story of how I fucked my best friend (f/m)

I’d been staying with him all week. All week we’d shared a bed which wasn’t really out of the norm for us but this time it was different. We had been cuddling although really it was just an excuse to get closer to each other and for me to let him touch me however he wanted. All week we would go to bed and he would run his hands down my body, squeezing me and pulling me closer and I would pretend that it’s normal for friends to do this and I would arch my back against him, feeling his cock get hard against my ass, shifting slightly as if I was asleep but really just wanting to know that I was turning him on. A few times he’d tried to kiss me, fingers under my chin pulling my lips up to meet his but every time I had bitten my lip and turned my head away ‘we can’t’ ‘It’s not right’ ‘we can’t go back from this’.

On the last night something changed. I was curled up against his chest even though it was far too warm to be that close to someone else, I could practically hear his heart beating through his chest and I knew what he was about to do but I didn’t know how I would react until I did. His hands had been playing with my hair, but I felt his frustration and he tightened his hand around my hair and pulled. Instantly my body went stiff, my head tipped back giving him full access to my lips and this time when he kissed me all of the reasons for not doing this just flew out of my head. By pulling my hair I felt as if he’d given me a direct order and for the five years that had passed since I lost my virginity I had been looking everywhere for someone to command me like that, to take charge of my body and here he was, my best friend, dominating me. The kiss quickly became frantic as we tried to get even closer to each other and I could feel the moment he remembered to concentrate on what he was doing. He pushed me back so I was lying on my back and grabbed my wrists, pinning them above my head. My heart was pounding against my chest and I could feel myself getting wet and I could feel him, hard between my legs. I knew I should be stopping him but I couldn’t help myself from moaning into his mouth.

He stopped kissing me for a second and looked right into my eyes as we both were breathing hard against each other, he let go of one of my wrists and I felt him reach down to touch me. I didn’t even think about stopping him, I needed this, I could feel my cunt throbbing, aching to be filled and at this point I knew it had to be him, we had talked enough about sex for me to know he was going to be good at it. I was right. He toyed with my clit for a few second, no doubt enjoying the expression on my face, then sunk his fingers deep into me. I was nervous and a little embarrassed at how wet I’d gotten but tried not to think about it too much but just then he stopped and pulled my underwear off to give himself more room. I began to overthink what we were doing and decided to fake an orgasm to give myself more time to think and to make sure he wasn’t getting frustrated with me taking too long, I’d faked pretty much every single orgasm I’d ever had with anyone else so I didn’t really think anything of it. It was a stupid thing to do really because he suddenly curled his fingers up. I’m not sure exactly what noise I made but I know it was one of shock, I couldn’t believe he actually knew how to do this to me. My head was filled with white noise, I remember thinking ‘shit, he’s actually going to do it, he’s going to be the only man I’ve ever been with to actually make me cum’. He wasn’t afraid to be rough with me, that’s what I liked, his fingers were practically assaulting my gspot and I completely lost control of my body, my back arched and my hands clutched at him, scratching him and pulling at his hair. I’d had orgasms before of course but only in the privacy of my own bed, only by my own hand or later with some help from a vibrator, I had no experience of this feeling of giving over something that I didn’t even know somebody else could make me feel. I felt like a virgin again, giving away something private and somehow no longer just mine. His other hand came down to circle around my clit and I knew I was going to cum. He looked up at me as my muscles tightened around his fingers as I fell back against the pillows, every single tension in my body floating away as I came down from what was objectively the best orgasm of my life. He looked at me with this expression of half amusement and half triumph on his face and then he said it, ‘I’m not even close to done with you yet.’

Just like that I was alert again. He pulled my legs apart, at some point he had pulled his boxers off. I reached down to touch him and I remember he was so hard and I felt a twinge of pride that it was me that had done this to him. I couldn’t think that for long though because suddenly he was inside me. His cock was pressing up where his fingers just were. Once again my mind went utterly blank. I couldn’t think anything, only feel. I don’t even remember where either of us had our hands on each other, all I remember is him setting a rhythm and my body giving in to it. He was kissing me and pulling back and looking my eyes, I was frowning as I was moaning I was still in shock, I couldn’t believe what had happened and what felt like it was about to happen again. ‘No way, no way can he make me cum with just his cock’ I was thinking. But he could. My legs were squeezing his sides as I felt myself getting close again, I couldn’t even control what I was doing, I was fairly sure I was making all sorts of embarrassing noises but I couldn’t help myself and suddenly I felt him thrust into me harder, I cried out as I clamped down around his cock, my body went completely still as pleasure coursed through me in waves. I collapsed. He pulled out and kissed me lightly and pulled me into position so he was spooning me because I couldn’t quite find the strength to move myself. My legs were shaking and as I slowly came back to myself and realised what had just happened I groaned and covered my face. ‘Oh no!’ I said.

‘What’?

‘We just did that. That just happened.’

‘Yes’ He was grinning, I could hear it in his voice, ‘it did.’

I’m not sure why what happened next happened like it did, I don’t know if it was just because we both knew it was the last chance in a while or that neither of us really wanted the night to end even though we had to be up early in the morning but I felt myself arching against him, I felt his hands run down my body and I turned around to face him. I thought the two orgasms would have tired me out but I was wrong, I needed more. I kissed him, it was definitely me kissing him this time, not the other way around. Even though it was me kissing him, he still took charge, biting my lip and revelling in my moaning into his mouth again. He found his way between my legs again, with me on my back, him over me, biting my neck and collar bones and the tops of my boobs as he slid inside me, I was still so wet and ready for him. Then, he stopped. He pulled out and told me to turn over, I stared at him so he said it again, clearer and in a more commanding voice, ‘turn over.’ I barely knew what I was doing, it was like I was in a trance, I turned over and arched my ass up, waiting for him to take me. He pushed my legs together and at first I was confused but then as he started to fuck me this way I understood, I was much tighter like this and it made his cock hammer hard against that spot inside me. I crept my fingers down to play with my clit, knowing I was going to cum anyway but wanting it to happen faster, I was being greedy. Then just before I was about to have my third orgasm of the night something happened. My fingers were thrumming against my clit as he was fucking me hard into the mattress when I suddenly felt myself get really really wet and realised that by having me like this, my best friend had made me squirt all over his cock and my own fingers. I didn’t have too long to dwell on this though because suddenly I was cumming again, my cunt clenching around his cock and he had to put his hand over my mouth to stop me from screaming and waking up the whole neighbourhood.

This time he left me no time to recover, pulling out of me and quickly replacing his cock with his fingers he once more assaulted my gspot, I had no concept of anything other than just how good this felt. I was clawing at the bed, attempting to gain some kind of control over myself but he was relentless, there was nothing I could do, I was going to have another orgasm because this is what he wanted and I had no say in it and oh god, it was so hot. I must have looked a state, my hair wild, my face pressed down into the pillows with my back arched and my ass up, hips bucking as I came yet again around his fingers. ‘Good girl.’ I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t move. He flipped me over. ‘Come on, we’re not done yet.’ He said as he entered me again, even though I was so wet and slippery from the four orgasms I’d already had I still felt so full, stretched out around his cock. I was gasping, it was too much, I’d never felt so much pleasure all at once in my whole life, I didn’t know how to deal with it, ‘Please, I can’t..I c-c-c-can’t’

‘You can’t what?’

‘C-c-c-cum again, I can’t I can’t, I c-c-c-‘

‘Yes you can and you will.’

‘F-f-fuck-k-k’

And I did. I think I might have blacked out for a second after this one, I don’t know what happened but when I regained consciousness I was curled up in a little ball on one side of the bed. He was lying there with this smug look on his face like he knew exactly what he had done to me and was extremely happy about it.

I started to panic a little bit, we had just done all that and we were best friends! I said to him that it was only a one-time thing, that no-one was to know about it and when we woke up in the morning it was never to be mentioned again. How wrong I was…

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3col6s/the_story_of_how_i_fucked_my_best_friend_fm