Friendzoned and Cucked [MF]

I had a huge crush on one of my good friends, Dina, in college. We were close, often talking openly about our sexual experiences and encouraging one another during hookups and one night stands (I once got her a BJ from her, but thats a story for another day.) At some point, I began developing romantic feelings for Dina. I asked her out, and she shot me down, claiming we were better off as friends. I was hurt, but accepted it. Maybe Dina was right. Maybe we WERE better off as friends. Even then, our relationship had a high sexual charge. We liked talking about sex, and if we went out to a party she’d often be sitting on my lap by the end of the night, passinf a bowl back and forth and flirting with one another or making dirty jokes. But we never ever fucked.

Dina had a great ass, and I never missed the chance to let her know. On really drunk nights, I’d sometimes pinch her butt or give her a smack on her cheeks. She’d giggle at me, or admonish me for being “BAD.” She had a really promiscuious streak and I loved it when she told me stories of her colorful sexual escapades.

One night, I met up with a friend from out of town named Tony who had come to visit me in college. Tony had gained some weight recently and was a little pudgy. He was a really funny guy who got plenty of ladies. He also had a reputation for being a total horndog.

Me and Tony met up with Dina before going to a party. Dina was wearing an uber short white dress…and I remember this clearly because the first thing she did when she saw me was tell me, “My dress is too short. I’m going to accidentally flash somebody.”

“I think you’re Ok.” I told her, giving her an appreciative once over. Her dress WAS short. If she bent over in the slightest, you’d have a premo view of her panties and ass. Dina, as I think you can clearly tell, was a big motherfucking tease and I couldn’t help but play along. She certainly kept things interesting.

Long story short, we got wasted and I found myself dancing with Dina at the party. She grinded her ass against my shorts, showing off and I felt myself getting hard. I WANTED to get hard and I wanted Dina to feel how much she turned me on. I knew she could feel my dick, straining against my khakis, pushing against the ultra thin fabric of her barely there cotton dress. Most of all, I was feeling lucky. I might have asked Dina out before, but tonight I felt like it was my night: she was all mine.

I wasn’t shy about letting Dina know my intentions. I ran my hand up the curve of her ass and squeezed. and she bent over so much to twerk that I caught a great view of her lacy, maroon thong. On one instance, I remember going so far that I ran my fingers along the waistband of her thong. I imagined what it’d be like to take Dina home, pull those panties to the side and fuck her. She was funny and sexy and perfect girlfriend material. We were close friends. There was no way I wasn’t gonna get to smash her tonight. Everything was going perfect.

Dina slipped away to go to the bathroom with a friend. I helped myself to another drink, but after a while I went looking for her. It was a house party, and while most of the action was happening in the backyard, most of the actual interior was empty despite a few kids smoking.

But I didn’t find Dina until I checked out the laundry room which was right by the garage. I don’t think I heard the sound of her fucking until I opened the door, but I was probably too drunk to tell.

What I do remember is Dina bent over a washing machine, her short dress hiked up over her waist, exposing her bare ass (I don’t know what happened to that thong she was wearing) and the top of her dress was pulled down so that her C-cup tits were in full view (I knew her cup size because she had told me plenty of times.) My good friend Tony was fucking Dina, his hand grabbing a big fistful of her hair, thrusting wildly from behind as she moaned. She took a moment to notice me, but Tony didn’t stop. Tony was shirtless, his jeans on the floor, his weight gain obvious as he fucked Dina. I still remember his belly jiggling against her beautiful, firm ass. She was in great shape: slim, athletic, and here she was getting railed by my boy Tony, out of shape, short in height and out of his prime.

“Oh fuck!” She called as she saw me in the doorway. I could see that her chin was wet with saliva. She’d clearly been sucking Tony’s dick.

“Close the door bro!” Tony called as he continued to fuck her. Dina’s breasts jiggled as he thrust into her, and he was still pulling her hair.

A flood of jealousy kicked in. These were two of my closest friends, and they were cucking me in the most obvious way.

“Sorry.” I said. I closed the door and went back to the party. I didn’t notice it until a few seconds later but I was still deliriously hard, the image of Dina being fucked roughly against the washing machine frozen in my brain. Holy fuck, it was hot seeing her like that. I mean, Dina and me talked about her sex life all the time. But to see her being railed like that was different. I felt angry but aroused at the same time. I was humiliated. I tried to will my hard on away before rejoining the party.

Dina came out twenty minutes later and made a beeline for me. “I’m so sorry you had to see that!” She said drunkenly. She leaned in close to me and I can remember the smell of vodka and cum on her breath. Dina apologized profusely, saying that she knew that it was bad form to fuck my friend. I was hard again, no lie, but I told her it was alright, she was free to do what she wanted. I couldn’t believe just minutes ago that I thought I’d be able to fuck and date her that same night.

Dina smiled at me and gave me a big wet kiss on the cheek. “You’re the best.” She said to me, her makeup a little sloppy. “You’re a really fucking good friend. I want you to know that.” She was so close to me, I thought she might kiss me on the mouth. Part of me wanted her to. The smell of alcohol and the knowledge that she’d been sucking my buddy’s dick just minutes ago both made me feel queasy and really horny at the same time.

Dina didn’t kiss me though. She disappeared with Tony, taking him back to her place. He bragged to me later how he fucked her that night, having just met her, not knowing how hard I had tried to get with her the same night he had fucked her in the middle of some random college party.

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