My best (girl) friends break-up [MF] [Long]

Lauren is my best friend and has been for a few year now. We met at her boyfriend’s party one night and hit it off immediately. It was a strictly platonic friendship. She was very much in love with her boyfriend, which I didn’t really understand because she was way out of his league.

She stood 5’10” tall, long blonde hair, legs for days, the prettiest blue eyes I have ever seen, amazing ass, big and perky boobs, and she was very fit. She had a lot of tattoos, a shooting star, a willow tree, and some others. I typically don’t care for a lot of tattoos, but she pulls them off well. Looks aside, Lauren is an amazing person in general. Very caring, funny, goofy at times (gotta love a goofy girly), loves classic rock and classic movies.
She is a breath of fresh air from the typical girls that hung around our group. Bimbos, that only care about getting drunk and which guy was going to take them home. You couldn’t have a real conversation with them, because they would take it as you were trying to hook up with them. Lauren wasn’t like that, she and I could talk for hours about anything and everything.

To sum the next few years up, Lauren’s boyfriend Bill is an active partier. He would throw parties at their house almost every weekend. I was always invited and was allowed to stay in the guest bedroom so I didn’t have to drive home after a night of drinking. Most of the time at the parties, Lauren and I would be hanging out while Bill and the other people were playing beer pong or flip cup. Towards the end of the night she and I would round up the drunks, make sure everyone had a ride home or a place to crash. Bill would be passed out in their bedroom, he didn’t handle his alcohol too well. Then we would clean up the wreck of the house and talk about the life for a few hours. We talked about my work, her work (She works at an upscale salon), my love life (hung up on a girl who I thought I would marry), her relationship with Bill, our goals in life. When we finished cleaning we would finish our conversation on the couch and then off to our separate bedrooms. I didn’t mind helping her clean, it was Bill’s party, but he would never help clean up and I didn’t think it was fair for her to do it all by herself. This went on for a couple of years until one night changed everything.
Lauren told me she was tired of doing this, tired of living with a man child that only wanted to party. She grew to hate the weekend because it meant he was going to have all of his friends over. She only put up with it for this long because she knew I was going to be there. That at the end of the night she would be able to have a real conversation with someone. She told me how much she cherished our relationship and didn’t want to lose what we had if she left Bill. I told her that she needed to do what made her happy. She would always have me as a friend to call, a shoulder to cry on, and whatever help she might need. We hugged for a much longer time than we normally would. I kissed the top of her head and we parted ways for the night.

The next few weeks things really started to change. She started texting me during the week late at night asking me what she should do about Bill. I didn’t want to be the reason they ended so, I made it very clear that she needed to do what made here happy and that I couldn’t tell her what to do. She understood and told me she knew what she had to do and would text me the next day.

The next day I get home from work and her car is in my driveway. I had a couple of get togethers at my house which Lauren came to with Bill and knew where I lived. I pull in and she gets out of her car, it was obvious she had been crying. She was wearing workout shorts and a tanktop, not much left for the imagination. I go to hug her and ask her what happened.

“I broke things off with Bill and he did not take it well” Lauren explained to me. “He got really upset, started throwing my things and I had to get out of the house. I had nowhere else to go so I came here.” “Everything is going to be alright, Lauren. Let’s go inside and get you a drink” I said to her.
We went into my house I fixed us some Jack Daniel’s Single Barrel on the rocks and we went to sit out on the pool deck. She downed hers in one swallow. “It’s been a rough day, Pete, better leave the bottle” she said motioning me to pour her another. “I know, but you can stay here in my guest room as long as you need” I assured her. She thanked me and began to tell me how it all went down. Bill was understanding at first, then when it sank in he got furious and started throwing shit. I was surprised, because I had never known Bill to get like this. Apparently it was fairly normal behind closed doors.

“I just want to get past the mess of the break-up to where I can get back on with my life” Lauren was already on her 3rd Jack double and beginning to relax. “ I don’t even want to talk about it anymore” she said. We sat down on the side of the pool with our feet in the water talking about me to distract her from the trainwreck end of their relationship. Three quarters of the bottle of whisky is now gone, we solved all of the world’s problems, and it’s almost eleven o’clock at night.

“I want to go swimming” Lauren said staring at the pool in front of us. “I’ll go get my suit, do you have something to wear in your car?” I asked her. “No need for a bathing suit, I’ll just go in my underwear, you should too.” She told me smiling.
I could barely contain my excitement. “ haha very funny” I said. “Your’e just going to have me strip down, then tell me you were joking.” “Common, Pete, it’s only you and me. I’ll go first if you want” Lauren said as she got up to start removing her clothes.

The shirt came off first, she threw it back onto the lounge chair. She was wearing a black sports bra that zipped in the front. Next came the shorts to reveal a pink thong. “Well what are you waiting for?” She said to me as she jumped into the pool.
I was waiting for my erection to go down. I didn’t want her to see it and ruin the night. I got up with my back facing her, took off my work uniform and dropped my jeans. I jumped into the pool wearing only my boxer briefs. We swam around splashing each other, laughing, and taking turns drinking from the bottle of whisky. Being fairly drunk and very horny, I pinned Lauren against the wall of the pool reaching for the bottle behind her. I was staring at her boobs, just barely breaking the surface of the water.

“Hey what are you looking at?” Lauren said with a grin. Bashful I said “I’m sorry, you are just so beautiful I got caught up in the moment”. Without saying a word, she wrapped her arms around my neck and pull me in for a kiss. Our lips locked, I found her tongue dancing around with mine. Her arms still wrapped around my neck, I used my hand to explore her body. The smooth of her skin on her back. My finger tips passed the string of the pink thong to find her firm ass. I cup each cheek in my hands and lift her up. We never stopped kissing as she wrapped her legs around me, pressing her pussy just above my now rock hard dick. I could feel the heat radiating off of her body in the cool water of the pool. We make our way to the steps, I set her down a step about me. Our makeout session finally breaks, but still no words were said. Lauren reaches for my cock. Her hands slip past the elastic of my underwear, pulling them down as she goes. She takes hold of my shaft and starts teasing strokes. I take my hands and unzip the front of her sports bra slowly taking if off each shoulder. Her dark olive skin turns white where a typical bikini would cover. I am overcome by her sexiness, I love tan lines. Her half dollar areolas a shade of pink with pencil eraser rock, hard nipples are exposed. She breaks from stoking me to take the bra completely off and lets it float away with the current from the jets in the pool. I kiss her neck and make my way to her breasts. I split my time between the two to prevent favoritism. Kissing and flicking each nipple with my tongue, Lauren releases a few whimperish moans. With my face still buried in her chest I use both hands to grab the strings of her pink thong and in one swift motion it is floating in the pool with her bra. I take my hand to find her pussy. Smooth as a baby’s bottom. We start kissing again as I rub the outside of her lips, wanting to tease her. Her soft moans tell me she is enjoying it just as much as I am. I use one finger to part her lips and find her clit. I feel her wetness beyond the pool water.

Lauren’s breaths become more rapid as I rub her clit, she throws her head back in ecstasy. What were soft moan are now becoming louder. She bites her lower lip, her toes began to curl. I move her legs onto my shoulders and lifter her up onto the pool deck. With me still in the water I bury my face into the most beautiful pussy I have ever seen. She was sweet to the taste and warm to the touch. I was doing the ABC’s with my tongue and two fingers in her hole massaging her gspot. I made it to the letter P when I felt the rush of cum. Lauren’s body started to shake, she was out of breath, and just laid back on the deck. I climbed out of the pool and laid next to her to kiss her. She used her tongue to clean up around my lips enjoying the taste of herself on me. Still out of breath she said “Bill was never able to do that for me.” I was happy to hear that, but it was met with mixed emotions because Bill somewhat of a friend. I just laid next to her, taking all of what just happened in, when I felt her hand embrace my cock…..

This is my first go at putting my experiences into words. I am open to suggestions. Also, there is more to this story, but I want to make sure people like it before I continue to write.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/61txzw/my_best_girl_friends_breakup_mf_long