[FM] – How I betrayed my best friend for weed

Where do I begin to tell this memory? I guess I’ll begin with some background information. My name is Jade; I’m 5’2 with shoulder length black hair and have green eyes. My body type is fairly athletic but at the time of this memory I wasn’t in the best shape, I’d say a little extra weight but still fit enough from being on the crew team and volleyball team at my school. I had 2 boyfriends previous to this event taking place but had only done stuff with one (handjob/blowjob/fingered). I guess you could say I was fairly inexperienced compared to others my age but what can I say I prided myself on being a “good girl”.

Now I had always gotten along with boys better than girls. Girls were drama and I wasn’t interested in that. However during my final year of school a new girl named Brianna moved from Kentucky and we hit it off. She instantly joined our friend group of myself, Pat and Tim. We all hung out together and were each other’s ride or dies. Our hangouts would consist of shit talking other peoples posts on snap and IG, getting high and watching dumb shows on Netflix.

Of course here comes the start of the memory, Brianna started to get feelings for Pat and they started dating. This didn’t really effect our friendship much besides the constant PDA they would display. I’d be lying if I didn’t say I was a little jealous of Brianna. I’ve thought about hooking up with Pat before and he was my first sexual fantasy actually. His abs were too die for and it didn’t hurt that he was on the swim team so he was always posting shirtless pics. I chose to never pursue anything because I valued all our friendships more than that. All was well until I get a text from Brianna about how Pat is a dick and they broke up. I had to make a choice and I sided with Brianna without hearing Pat’s side and the friend group was broken. The boys went off and did their own thing and me and Brianna stayed bffs. I didn’t have any hard feelings towards Tim; I knew he would side with his guy friend over us girls. But Pat…boy did I despise him. Every time I saw him at school or anywhere I’d be disgusted.

At the end of the year, Brianna moved back to Kentucky leaving me shit out of luck in the friend market now. I refused to crawl back to the boys and was disgusted at the thought of ever hanging out with Pat again. I figured I’d just focus on me this summer and then meet new friends at college no big deal. Being bored all summer was worse than even I expected. No job and no friends meant I literally couldn’t do much of anything. The biggest problem was I had no money to buy any weed. Hoping to get some for free I went on to tinder and put in the bio “looking to smoke with someone- nothing more” and began swiping right on every profile as soon as it came up. This was a strategy my and Brianna used before and it was always successful. Sadly I was not having as much luck.

Finally I get a message from a new match. It was Pat. I was legit pissed off I swiped right on him and didn’t even notice. I still remember exactly the message he sent to me “does this mean your going to stop being a bitch and hating me for no reason”. I let the message linger on my screen for a minute thinking to myself did he really just say that. I closed the app and went for a swim to decide my options. I could ignore and block him, I could FaceTime Brianna and ask for her advice or I could reply and rip him a new one. I went with option 3 I was going to let him have it. He left my bff in misery for months; I was going to let him know exactly what I thought of him and why I was being a “bitch”. I ripped into him; I let him know just how disgusting and pathetic I thought he was. He said I didn’t know the real story and to stop being a bitch. There was that word again, it made me enraged. Just as I was going to block him he sent me another message “I’ll give you some weed if you want” I was desperate and regretfully told him fine but I’m not smoking with you, I’ll go pick it up and leave that’s it. He said ok he will text me on snap when it’s safe to come pick it up. I wrestled with the thought of telling Brianna but ultimately decided no good would come of it, besides I was only going for the weed and would leave instantly. I get the text on snap that it was safe to come over (his parents were against smoking and would kill him if they found out) and off I went. I was pissed the whole drive over, at him but mostly myself. How pathetic am I to not honor my friendship over getting some weed. Oh well a girl needs what she needs.

As I arrive Pat is already outside and waiting, I roll down my window and tell him to give me my weed. He says “what’s the magic word bitch”. I refused to say please and ended up driving away empty handed. That will be the last time I ever see him I thought to myself. I get home and sulk in my room. Since I didn’t get any weed I figured I’d at least masturbate to pass the time and feel a little better. I stripped down to my sports bra and thong and took out my toy of choice my hairbrush (I know I know but hey I didn’t have the means to get a toy so it worked). Not too long after I start to play I get a notification that I got a new Snapchat from Pat. I debated not opening but I had to see what that douche wanted. The video he sent was of him shirtless taking a rip off his bong with the caption “all you had to do was say please” So here I was in the middle of fingering myself and I get this message. I was not in the right mindset to deal with this. I knew how much better this would feel when I’m high so I caved. I replied back, fine whatever “PLEASE”.

I put my clothes back on, drive over and text him. He tells me to come downstairs because he has it all packed already. I go in sit down and we take turns taking hits. The silence is deafening besides the music being played in the background. As I get higher I can’t help but keep staring at his abs. I kept imagining myself holding him down while licking and touching his abs. He broke the silence saying “do I need to put a shirt on Jade?” We both laughed and I told him to shut up and we kept smoking. As time passed by my hatred was suppressed and it kind of felt like old times. I ask him if we can do this again. He says yeah but you’d have to chip in. I said oh never mind then I’m broke. That is until Pat uttered the words that changed everything “I’ve seen you checking me out all night, what about if you blow something else we call it even?”

Before I even have time to reply he stands up and my eyes immediately dart right to his abs. God he looks good I thought. He slowly lowered his shorts and out popped what I will refer to as “The Monster”. At the time I was not as experienced but even then I knew this was something extraordinary. While not very long (by ex was longer) this was the thickest cock I have ever seen in my life. I had heard the expression “as thick as a coke can” but this gave it whole new meaning. I sat there shocked, how did I not know he was packing this monster? How did this never come up with Brianna? It felt like an hour but probably more like a minute passes as I just sat there in stunned silence. Pat breaks the silence again by saying, “Be a good little bitch and come suck this cock”. Right when he got to the word “bitch” I instantly felt myself start to get wet. I made up my mind right at that second. I jumped up pushed him down onto the couch and got on my knees. I was going to be a good little bitch for his monster. I took it in my hands first and was overwhelmed by the sheer mass of it. I’m pretty sure it could be classified as a weapon. I start by slowing stroking it and examining it. I noticed on the front he has one long vein from the base of his cock to the head. I had never previously experienced that and it has been one of my weaknesses ever since. I start the blowjob by licking every inch of this vein. Tracing it with my tongue from the bottom to the top. I feel his cock stiffen as I do this. I move on to his balls and suck and lick as I stroke his cock with my hands. I have never been so wet from giving someone else head before. I don’t know if it was a combination of being horny previously and being high currently but I didn’t want his cock. I NEEDED it.

I finally place my mouth on the head of his monster. I’m not even sure if I can fit it in my mouth let alone get most of it in. I try my best and can barely get past his head. I stay there and begin swirling my tongue all around his cock head as I stroke the base with my other hand. I feel his hand grab the back of my head and without warning he pushes my head down further. I get another 1-2 inches down and can feel myself choking on his cock. I fight my way off and cover his cock in my spit. I will never forget how glorious his cock looked covered in my spit. Glistening in the dim lit basement. I barely take a break to catch my breath before I go back down on it. I want to taste his cum, I want my prize. As I devour his cock my spit is getting everywhere. The couch is soaked and my shirt is covered. I don’t care. I need his cum to be satisfied. He finally utters his first words since the blowjob started “suck my balls bitch”. I do as I’m told, I get low and start licking and sucking on both his balls. I use my hands to massage them as I am sucking. He begins to jerk off his cock as I’m worshipping his balls. I feel them start to tighten and he cums all over himself. I was disappointed I didn’t get to swallow it. After he stops jerking and his cum is all out I stand up. I see the cum all over his body and abs. My mouth begins to water and without any words being spoken I bend over and lick every last drop of cum off his abs. It was the best tasting cum of my life at the time and I guess I was no longer a “good girl” but now a “little bitch”.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/99ddm5/fm_how_i_betrayed_my_best_friend_for_weed