I had sex with a friend of a friend and it led to getting a death threat [MF]

I had known Danielle for seven or eight years. I had met her visiting another friend at college and she was a very cool person. Incredibly pretty, great personality, nice body. Whenever I would go visit my friend at that college she was always around and we became the kind of friends that were only friends when we were hanging out, but when we were hanging out it felt very natural — like we had known each other forever. I probably would have tried to get with Danielle at one point or another, but she was a virgin when I first met her and she was really shy about sex. By the time college was over she had met a guy that went to her school, gotten deep into a relationship, and accidentally got pregnant her junior year.

Any fantasy of hooking up with her was gone as she and her boyfriend stuck it out — despite his regular cheating — and got married for the sake of their kid. After college I saw them once in a while at gatherings or at the wedding of the friends who I met them through. They seemed to be doing okay and I enjoyed their company.

One day I heard through the grapevine that Danielle and her man had split up; he had been cheating on her again and I think he might have gotten violent when she kicked him out. Our mutual friend wanted to hang out to support Danielle so we all got together for a day out on the town. Took the kids to the park, got lunch, had some laughs, and took Danielle’s mind off of things for a while. I was living in the city in a really fun neighborhood at the time. When the day of family friendly activities ended I invited Danielle to come down and hang out any time if she wanted a night away from the kids to go drinking and take the chance to live like a twenty-something for a night.

A few days later she sent me a text and asked if the offer was still available. She was feeling lonely and wanted to do something that wasn’t PG. I reiterated that she could pick any night she wanted and I’d show her a good time.

“What does this good time involve?” She asked in response.

“Anything you want. I am here to please.” I didn’t think she was flirting with me, but when I see words like that in a text it is my instinct to try to escalate things.

“I could use some pleasing.” The first message said, “It has been a while.”

“How long?” I sat for a minute trying to think of what I wanted to say in response before I finally asked this simple question.

“Too long.”

“Well what do you like?” I wanted to make sure we were on the same page. The Danielle I knew was relatively innocent. She had only ever hooked up with this one guy and had been with him for years. She probably wasn’t used to text flirting since she hadn’t been dating in years. I needed to make sure I wasn’t crossing the line.

“I really like doggy style.”

Well there is no confusing that with anything non-sexual. Good for her for being so damn direct. “What else?” I responded.

“I like sucking cock too.”

“How about getting your pussy eaten?”

“I love it, but it has been a long time.”

“That is unacceptable.”

“Why is that?”

“You deserve to have your pussy eaten constantly. When you come down to visit for a night out, if you want, I’ll eat your pussy better than anyone ever has.”

“That won’t be too hard.” She said at first. “But I am excited.”

“Well when do you want to come over?” I was getting horny and eager. We penciled in the details that night, she got a babysitter, and I set up the plan. In the next few days she sent me a few risque photos and I sent her many explicit ones. The sexting was going great and I was getting more and more excited to see her and finally live out this fantasy. The night she was set to come downtown to hang out another friend of mine and his wife messaged me and wanted to hang out. I invited them along thinking that the more the merrier for distracting laughs and a night of fun.

We had a great time out and about, hit a half dozen bars, and really enjoyed things. We all went back to my place for a night cap and I offered the couches to my friend and his wife then brought Danielle up to my room. As soon as the door was shut she kissed me. It was passionate, and desperate, and sexy as hell. She had, apparently, had a crush on me all those years and had long waited for the opportunity for this. She had also heard through the grapevine that I was good in bed and it had made me the natural choice for fucking after a long complicated relationship had ended.

“I can’t wait to go down on you.” I told her before kissing her neck and reaching down to pull off her top.

“Yes, please, eat my pussy. I want it so bad.”

We started to strip and she got a little self conscious. She had, had two children and was worried I wouldn’t like her stretch marks. I assured her that she looked fantastic — because she did — and that it wouldn’t change anything for me. I got nude first and my erection was enormous that night.

“I have wanted that big cock for so long.” She whispered.

“You didn’t know it was big until a week ago though.” I teased back.

“Yes, I did. Penny used to talk about it all the time and she showed me pictures.”

“Oh, did she now?” God bless, Penny.

“I want it in my mouth.” She sat on my bed and put her big juicy lips on my cock. I finished taking off her bra and she slipped her panties off while she went down on me. She didn’t have the skillset that Penny had, but she was eager and she looked beautiful with my cock in her mouth.

“I want to taste you.” I stated firmly and she inched back in the bed and spread her legs for me. Her pussy was lovely, there was a tiny-trimmed bush, and a glisten of her girl grool waiting for me. I licked my lips and went straight for it. Her scent and taste was to die for and I licked and licked at her pussy for twenty minutes while she moaned and groaned for me. I had slipped a single finger into her and massaged her G-spot in the hope of building her up for a squirt, but she wasn’t getting wet enough. She started to ask me to fuck her and I was too horny not to do it right away.

“You want this big cock inside you?”

“Uhh huh.” She whimpered and I pushed myself into her. “You are so much bigger than Andrew.” I loved hearing things like that. I had no real ill-will for Andrew, but I liked that she was emasculating him for my benefit. “Fuck me hard.”

Well I did. I fucked Danielle hard, as hard as I could. She kept cooing me on to fuck her harder and faster. I don’t know if she was used to something more, or if it was the alcohol, or if she just wanted a little pain to go with her pleasure, but she constantly demanded more. I don’t know how long I lasted for, but I can’t imagine it was long. Thrusting that hard was exhausting and turning me on beyond measure.

“I’m going to cum. You’re going to make me fucking cum.” I announced suddenly. “Where do you want me to cum?”

“Cum in my pussy. Fill me up. Fill my pussy.”

Holy fuck, that was hot. I was 100% sure I should not cum in her pussy though. I was not wearing a condom and she was not on birth control.

Well I did. I came in her pussy bareback with a huge load. I didn’t stop fucking her as hard as I could through each burst and she started to fuck me back as hard as she could too. Truly milking my cock for it’s seed. It was incredible and I was spent. We lay in bed for a few minutes panting and she started to rub her pussy fast. In a matter of a minute she was screaming and making herself cum.

“That was so hot.” I admitted.

“Next time, I want you to make me cum.”

“I will, I promise.” I was a little disappointed in myself that she hadn’t cum already; I had put in some of my best work. Well, my best work for being drunk. We fell asleep nude and cuddling on my bed but only for a few hours. I woke up in the middle of the night to see her getting dressed in a hurry.

“You okay?” I asked as I looked at the time. It was 4 am.

“Yeah, I have to go.” I could see that she was crying.

“What’s wrong?” I was really worried.

“I just feel guilty. I have never done that before. I need to go.”

“There is nothing to feel guilty about. Stay, we can talk about it in the morning.”

“No, I have to go.” She grabbed her things and left.

The next morning I chatted with my friends who had stayed the night and we went to brunch. They asked if I was dating Danielle and I said no, just friends, and then they made sure to point out all of the fucking.

“What can I say, I’m a good friend.”

Two days later I got a series of angry text messages from Andrew.

They read: “I just want you to know that we are not friends. I thought we were but it’s clear to me that you don’t have respect for anyone. I hope I never see you again because if I do I will kill you, you piece of shit. Danielle has deleted your # from her phone and if you care about us at all you will do the same. We are trying to move forward and this would be appreciated.”

I screen captured the messages and sent them to Danielle.

She responded: “It’s been a really bad couple of days… he is unraveling and I don’t know what to do… I’m at this point where I’m afraid if I don’t let him move back in and just make everything ok something bad will happen. And I am truly sorry you’re involved… don’t respond unless you have a strong need to… I will deal with it.”

I did not feel strongly about it, so I did not respond to him or to her. I was not interested in the drama. About a week later I got one final message from Andrew that read: “Also I wanted to apologize for sending you that text the other day in which I threatened you. So I am sorry.”

I never heard from Andrew again. Danielle reached out to me a few times via email to try to apologize, reconnect, once to hookup again, and lastly just to stay friends. I let her know that wasn’t going to happen and that I wasn’t trying to add complication to her life, her kids, or to Andrew’s. I let her know that if/when she sorted things out we could be friends and that was that.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/n8d3aa/i_had_sex_with_a_friend_of_a_friend_and_it_led_to