So for a bit of context to the story. I’m pale white with long Brunette hair down to the middle of my back, London born and raised and about 5’10, or in this case 6’ in heels. If I had to describe my figure I would go for a slightly slimmer and larger chested Katy Perry. My fiancé is mixed while his friend is tall, white and bearded which has always been my type.
We’ve all been friends and close for years, but recently over the last few months my fiancé and I have been arguing more and spending less time together. During the long periods where he’s at work and refusing to message, I’ve been frequently chatting to his best friend. We’ve gone from just talking about our usual crap and all the things we normally moan about to sharing more personal things, he’s always supporting me throughout the arguments I’ve been having with my fiancé and listening without judging me which has been such a change that I can’t help to notice I’ve developed feelings.
Now normally I would never act on them, but recently we all decided to visit a friends house for the first get together since quarantine lifted. We did the normal stupid things, my fiancé got hammered with a few of our friends while his best friend joined in. Eventually moving to shot after shot as the guys got more and more wasted. I stopped after feeling myself lose control and best friend (BF) stopped soon after, coming to sit next to me on the sofa, our legs touching.
After a few more hours of this most of the guys were down, sleeping wherever they had passed out as those sober enough to meaner to a room had done so. This left me and BF, on the sofa surrounded by the comatose and soon to be highly hungover. By this point our chat had gone sexual with me teasing him about all the girls he’d dated and laid over the years, how each one had come back to bite him in the arse.
At that he slowly moved his hand to my thighs, the warmth of his hand a feeling I would never forget as he leant in a whispered that being bit in the arse would be worth it if he got to fuck me. It sounded a lot more erotic when I was drunk, believe me.
I panicked slightly at this point, aroused yet feeling very conflicted I stood straight up and stumbled into the hallway and into the only vacant spare bedroom. BFF came chasing after me trying to half apologise half grab me, the minute he walked into the room and we were truly alone though we were tangled together, it happened so quickly I still don’t really know how we ended up passionately kissing. He pushed me against the wall, a hand on my face as the other pushed my dress up, groping my thigh and moving up the my butt, slowly but firmly caressing it before moving his hand to my hip.
Next I knew I was on top of him on the bed, grinding my hips against his as his hands drunkenly fumbled my breasts, trying with great difficulty to pull my cleavage free from my dress. Eventually he was sat up, his mouth clamped around my nipples as I moaned and grinded more frantically on his lap.
He went to push his hand down my panties, but at this point I felt it had gone far enough. Knowing that the minute he did we would end up fucking right there on the bed like animals.
Instead I gently kissed him while pushing his hand away, sliding down him and fumbling with his belt before freeing his cock. It was large but not huge, shamefully I thought at the moment it was larger than my fiancé’s.
I pulled back his foreskin and enjoyed the huge warmth girth in my hand for a while, playing with it in my palm while keeping constant eye contact with him. My eyes are bright blue so I know he was entranced to find the situation even more erotic as I smiled at him.
Eventually I gently slid my tongue down his cock, from head to shaft as slowly as possible watching the expression on his face change from apprehension to ecstasy. I begun moving faster and faster, going from using the tip to the whole flat side of my tongue licking his whole cock like an ice cream.
The minute he threw back his head and moaned I took his cock into my mouth, feeling his head thrust towards and against the back of my mouth as I gagged slightly. My tongue pushed down as he grabbed the back of my head, tuggging my hair and forcing his cock deeper into my mouth.
I could hear the wet sucking noise of my mouth sliding over his flesh with every thrust, he began to move his hips in rhythm with my mouth as I grasped his shaft with my hand and begun giving him a hand job as my mouth worked the top of his cock.
We continued like this for what seemed like eternity before he grabbed my head stopping me and pulling me back up. Sitting up we kissed passionately again for a while, the wet drool still thick on my mouth. He moved around me, pushing my torso down onto the edge of the bed as he stood up.
Holding my throat as I laid upside down he plunged his cock straight into my mouth, roughly fucking my mouth as he played with my nipples. Eventually pulling out and releasing a torrent of warm cum into my lips and eyes.
We spent the next few moments cleaning up, feeling awkward about what had happened. Eventually after washing myself I fell asleep on the sofa while he passed out onto the bed. My face felt dirty for the whole night though, till I could shower the next day. I have more stories about him, maybe I’ll continue form time to time.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/isy1a3/i_f23_let_my_fiancés_best_friend_cum_on_my_face
Very hot
Yrs please do.. more stories
Terrible best friend.
Yes please more stories.❤️❤️❤️
this is just sad, betrayed by u fiance and best frnd
Lets see how you would like if your fiancé facefucks your best friend….
This is just sad
Ignore the haters girl–hot story and good for you for continuing to explore your sexuality! Monogamy and matrimony are bogus constructs–it’s good to have a little spice in your life :)
Did I miss read something? I thought they were the only sober ones, but he drunkenly fondled her. Wtf? Regardless hot story shitty best friend.