The usual suspects and myself got together for one of our virtual game nights about a week ago. One friend suggested we wear “fancy” clothing, which I decided to interpret as underwear and a netted leather skirt in the style of a caged hoop skirt. This was as much a practical consideration as one designed to tempt, as I refuse to allow dry-clean-only gowns to come between me and my love of guacamole.
I was up to my usual shenanigans when the female friend I enjoy needling sputtered indignantly at losing a game. When I teased that she secretly enjoys having a reason to faux-rage, she denied it. Of course, my high brain retorted, “that’s not what you’ll be saying at the end of the night.”
While my joke sailed over everyone else’s head, one of my boyfriend’s friends caught on and said, “that’s hot.” Naturally, I was intrigued and couldn’t resist pushing the envelope. Later in the evening when I alluded to my rape fantasy again he said, “I can play by those rules,” which only served to inflame my overactive imagination.
The friend then said, “my girlfriend is going to hate this song, but I’ll play it anyways.” He proceeded to play “Welcome to the cum zone” so loudly that I was helpless to think about anything but getting fucked senseless. The worst part is that I’ve had an in-depth discussion with this friend, who is fully aware of how poor my horny impulse control is. My slutty brain was therefore even more excited by the prospect of being toyed with.
Flash forward to the next day on my five hour drive home, and I was still insatiably horny. I tried to ignore it at first, but an hour in, thoughts of getting forcibly fucked in the ass by my boyfriend’s friend left me so horny, I pulled over to a rest area to take my top off and grab some toys from the trunk. All the while, I was parked next to an idled truck and was both terrified and aroused that he might know what I was up to.
I drove the rest of the four hours with my ass plugged and a vibrator over my clit all while listening to “welcome to the cum zone” on repeat. It turned me on immensely that unbeknownst to this friend, I’d turned myself into an anal slut where any passing driver might see.
I still fight my horny brain every day to keep the full extent of my depraved desires a secret—especially from the friends involved.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/tl8yal/finding_out_my_boyfriends_friend_shares_my_rape