Rebounding With [M]y Best [F]riend and a Facial

For those of you who have not read my last story involving[ Danielle](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jpq7es/how_the_fat_guy_m_seduced_his_high_school_crush_f/), please read it first to get a better understanding of our friendship.

8 months have passed since Danielle and I’s first encounter. We had developed an amazing friendship and agreed to not pursue each other romantically, but instead to pursue each other as best friends. Danielle was as gorgeous as ever, being my trainer and aiding in helping me lose the weight that I so desperately needed. Everyday was an endless pursuit of things to do: classes, gym, studying, and making time for my girlfriend that Danielle had introduced me to months prior.

Quinn was stunning. She was promiscuous and as sly as a fox. Being 19, 5”4, brunette, beautiful blue eyes, Caucasian, and a petite but toned figure that made her extremely fun to fuck. Combined with a bubbly personality, she was the life of whatever room she was in.

As a recap, I was 19, 5”10, 200 pounds (I had lost 20 pounds), Asian, and had turned a significant amount of fat into muscle. My self-confidence was through the roof being surrounded by good friends and even hotter girls. Faking it until I made it actually worked.

My relationship with Quinn was driven by sex, our lust and emotional connection made us lose track of time daily. Our mornings were filled with making each other cum with oral and hot sexting throughout the day to build up tension for when we saw each other at night. We were completely infatuated with one another, and it was not surprising that I began to notice when things started dying down.

I first noticed something was off when she started constantly saying that she was too tired to do anything and that I should just not come over. Classes must have been a toll on her I thought, tried to not press the situation further and leave it at that. Our honeymoon phase began to end which was okay, Danielle usually kept me company and busy to keep my mind off of things.

It was not until I went to a party with Danielle, Quinn, and my roommate that I saw what had really driven my relationship apart. The group had split up and I chatted with Danielle over who she wanted me to wingman for and make her night as eventful as possible. We downed our drinks and had a good time meeting new people when the thought occurred to me that I have not seen Quinn in a while. I looked around for what felt like 15 minutes to discover her grinding on my roommate and then making out with him on the dance floor.

My roommate was 6”2, African-American, and on our university’s D1 basketball team. He was massive and built. We had been friends since middle school, so I never questioned his loyalty and the things that I dismissed in the past. Why he had Quinn’s number or how great they got along. I was happy to have them both be friends but I never expected this.

An influx of emotions hit me as my sense of time started to fade. Everything felt like it had begun to slow down. The movement of Danielle and my roommate, the sound of peoples’ conversations, and the music. I wonder how long I stood there, trying to process everything that happened. Eventually Quinn’s eyes met mine, and she stopped dancing. There was nothing to be said anymore, we were done. I had a bad temper, and I knew better than to take it out on anyone but myself. I walked away and drank excessively at the open bar.

Danielle found me and asked what was wrong. After discovering the truth, she confronted Quinn and made a scene about how stupid she was for doing such a thing. Telling her how hard I had worked to get fit and be someone that she could have been proud to call a boyfriend. In the end it never mattered. Quinn in the end stated that she did not care and she was with a real man now. Danielle slapped her and dragged me out of that house. We were silent on the walk back to her dorm room. My phone buzzed non-stop from Quinn, apologizing and asking to talk but I just ignored it. After we got there, I reached for the vodka in the fridge when Danielle stopped me.

“Stop…please stop drinking. Just talk to me about how you’re feeling.” Danielle begged.

“What’s wrong with me? What did I do wrong?” I tried to hold back my tears.

Immediately Danielle started crying and hugged me tighter than ever before.

“NOTHING! Nothing is wrong with you! That bitch doesn’t know how great you are and your roommate is a dickwad for being the side piece. You’re going to be with someone who sees how amazing you really are and love everything about you including your flaws.”

I finally cried in her arms. It was hard being stoic, to never show emotion as a man in pain. Our friendship had always been a special one and no matter what, it came first. She held me in her chest and embraced me, relieving every sense of doubt I had of myself. I wrapped my arms around her slim body and picked her up to move towards the bed.

It was near the end of spring and the weather was great. The window was open and we felt the breeze enter the room. Danielle was wearing a schoolgirl outfit with a white dress shirt tucked in and a checkered red and black skirt that showed off her ass. She knew her white thigh-high socks were my weakness, and I couldn’t help but admire how sexy she looked. I was still wearing my blue university tank-top and black basketball shorts. We cuddled for a long time, I laid on my back and she was on her side with a leg over mine. It wasn’t long until she fell asleep on my chest while I played her hair.

I ran my fingers through her hair, thinking about everything that had happened. How we had met, the laughs, and the times we shared together. I loved the way she felt, the way she smelled, and the way she cared about me more than anyone else I had ever known. Sleep did not come to me that night and I just stared at the ceiling savoring the present moment. I was unfortunate to have experienced the pain of betrayal, but I was fortunate enough to still have the only person that mattered. Danielle woke up, surprised that I never slept.

“I think I know how to make you tired big boy.” Danielle whispered in my ear and rearranged her position.

I ran my hands up her smooth legs as she sat on top of me. Her green eyes stared into my brown eyes as our foreheads met and she grabbed my thick cock through my shorts. I exhaled a sigh of relief and moaned. Danielle loved hearing me moan in pleasure, she always thought it was an undervalued trait in men. We kissed passionately and began taking off our clothes. Our hands explored each other’s bodies excitedly as if it was the first time again. Danielle had gotten nipple piercings since the last time we had fucked and it looked incredibly sexy on her. Her nipples were begging to be sucked on from how hard and turned on she was. I obliged, taking them into my mouth as Danielle wrapped her arms around my neck to bring me closer.

“FUCK! That feels so good, you have no idea how much I needed this.” Danielle whimpered.

I knew she was about to cum, Danielle loved to dig her nails into my back when she is close to climax. Danielle orgasmed and convulsed as she held me tight and I wrapped my arms around her. It was amazing, I had never witnessed a girl cum from just sucking on her nipples before. The piercings had made her extremely sensitive and I took advantage of it all night. My cock was throbbing and leaking precum from how hot the situation was. We kissed as we changed positions, Danielle switching with me so that I laid on my back.

My breath was taken away as she took my cock into her mouth. I was greeted with wet warmth and enthusiasm. She loved blowjobs and I began to take control. Sitting up slightly, I grabbed the base of her hair and controlled the pace thrusting my member down her throat. The sensation was amplified when Danielle would move her tongue as she deepthroated me. She maintained eye contact and knew that it always made me weak in the knees when she did so. I pulled out and grabbed a condom while watching Danielle playing with herself.

Her fingers rubbed her clit and she bit her lip staring at me. Danielle was a goddess and deserved to be treated as such. After putting on the condom, I ate her out and tasted her juices. I held her legs over my shoulders and tightly as my mouth made a mess of her pussy.

“Put it in, I want to feel you in me.” Danielle commanded.

There was no hesitation after that, and I immediately entered her tight and wet pussy in missionary. The nostalgic feeling overcame us as we lost control and started fucking in heat. There was no care in the world for how much noise we were making, we only cared about making each other feel like we were in heaven. Danielle wrapped her legs around me, pulling me deeper and held me as I kissed her neck. I pounded her as we said things that we had never said before.

“I missed you.”, she confessed.

“I missed you too.” I replied.

Just the words itself made the world outside the room disappear. We switched from missionary to doggy style, picking up the pace as I pulled Danielle’s hair back. I told Danielle that I was about to cum, pulled out and hovered over her when she laid on the bed. I stroked my cock while Danielle had her tongue out, playing with herself and waiting for my cum to cover her. Ropes of thick and hot cum landed on her face and perfect tits. A shot landed in her mouth, savored as the rest covered and dripped down her cheeks. I put my cock back in her mouth as Danielle rubbed her pussy with the cum still on her face. Watching her orgasm shortly after was out of this world.

I watched as Danielle cleaned herself up without wasting a single drop. Danielle and I cuddled that night, sleeping peacefully in each other’s arms until the evening the next day. My phone was filled with notifications from the night before, and Danielle blew me as I began responding to Quinn. I told Quinn that this was not the first time that she cheated, but the first time that I caught her. There was nothing else to be done to salvage our relationship. After sending that last text, I pulled down on Danielle’s ponytail and shot my load down her throat. Danielle and I still never dated after that, but we fucked like we did.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/jxni9z/rebounding_with_my_best_friend_and_a_facial

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