If you have been keeping up with my previous posts, you may have read about my breakup with Sam [F23] following a night with her best friend, Mandy [F24]. I’m expanding a little bit more on how our relationship changed since Christmas.
New Years Eve
Usually NYE is an amazing sight at Niagara Falls. In my 8 years of living in Canada, I’d never missed celebrating a NYE there. The fireworks and the lighting is a work-of-art and I urge everyone to experience this once in their lifetime.
However, this year, with COVID, as well as the recent termination of my relationship, I chose to stay-in at home, and run an all-day Harry Potter marathon by myself. Not gonna lie, at that time, I needed that more than I realized. It was almost therapeutic, and I felt better as the day rolled on.
At midnight, I heard the fireworks going off outside and people yelling “Happy New Year” in unison. I looked outside the balcony and saw the most spectacular view of fireworks going off over Lake Ontario. Soon enough, I was back into my Harry Potter marathon.
2 AM rolled around. I was getting slightly drowsy and was thinking of calling a night. Suddenly, my phone started buzzing. It was just a bunch of nonsensical texts from Mandy. Clearly, someone was having a good time. Ten minutes go on before she starts calling me, sounding frantic. I ask her if she was okay. Apparently she went to a student party with my ex and her new beau and they ditched, leaving her drunk and alone. Her drunk state had lured her into a stage of paranoia. I told her to stay on the phone and text me her address.
Grudgingly, I started driving over to her place. It was about 35 mins away, but with all the drunk drivers I had to be extra careful. When I got there, I found her sitting on the ground with her head down. I was really worried, and just went next to her and said softly,
“Sweetie, you okay?”
I don’t think anyone was ever as happy to see me as she was that night. Relieved, I picked her up, and carried her into my car. Tbf I was kinda regretting not having brought some plastic bags in case she hurled and I had just bought a new car. So I went back inside to see if anyone could let me have one. As I was leaving, my ex caught my eyes. She saw me And didn’t say a word. It was a slow, excruciating moment as I realized that was the new norm.
I returned to my car, and thankfully everything was fine. No one had barfed and it seemed like Mandy was just happy hanging out and listening to a song I wrote. I just seemed to realize that in all the years I had spent with Sam, she never wanted to listen to anything I wrote. I didn’t take this personally, but I did like the fact that Mandy was enjoying them.
We reached home, and I put her in bed. She was kissing my neck, and as turned on as I was, I didn’t want to have sex with someone as drunk as she was. It almost felt like taking advantage. Instead, I put her in one of my t-shirts and tucked her into my bed. I retired for the night on the couch, and fell asleep shortly.
(Sexy parts start here)
7:30 AM rolls around. I feel a hand on my forehead and jump up. I live by myself and in my sleep-addled brain I had forgotten that Mandy was here this morning. She laughs as I’m still putting 2+2 together. She just wanted to thank me for everything last night. Next thing I know she was kissing me. Not like a “I wanna fuck you” kiss, but rather a slow, passionate kiss.
I stopped her and asked, “are you sure?”
She gave me the cutest smile and nodded. She straddled me, and we were full-on making out. I took off her shirt, and her nipples were erect. I slowly licked them as she continued to grind on me.
She turned around, took off her underwear, and pulled down my trousers. My dick was rock hard and she went down on her knees and started sucking. This was the best blowjob I’d ever received till that point.
She got up, turned around and started riding me with her back towards me. I knew I was not gonna last long after that blowjob, but she sure was making it worth it. Her ass was looking extra fine that morning, and my hand print was red on her cheeks from all the spanking. With every spank, she let out the hottest moan.
“I’m gonna cum”, I muttered.
To me surprise, she got up. Guess I wasn’t cumming inside her this morning. She got down on her knees again and proceeded to give me another blowjob. I started squirting and blew a load onto her face. She smiled as she licked it off her face.
“Haha now I need to go wash my face”, she said as she went to the bathroom. My legs felt wobbly after that blowing, so I just put my pants back on and waited for her. She came back out and started preparing breakfast. For some reason, I went and hugged and held her from behind. She turned her head over to kiss me.
After breakfast, I carried her back to the couch, where she sat on my lap and we took turns in kissing each other. After about 30 mins, she asked me to play her a song that I wrote. I was pleasantly surprised she liked it so much. I sang her this one song I wrote called sunsets, and she actually gave me her full attention with the biggest smile on her face.
In a way, it was good way to start the new year.
[tl/dr had sex with my ex’s bff on new years day]
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ljbqka/sex_with_exgirlfriends_best_friend_part_3_mf
I come here for dirty sexy stories and yet I find this surprisingly wholesome little number! Really like the way you write these pieces.
I must ask, are you and Mandy a couple or just friends?
Hey man you got a SoundCloud? Sunsets sounds like a good song
I was looking for sexy shit this is just adorable
What I don’t understand is how you explained going to bed with the two of them not knowing about your gf’s infidelity and waking up knowing about it? Wouldn’t it have been obvious that the BFF told you?