My coworker was getting married. You know. One of those work friendships, we were both from Venezuela so we would hang out once in awhile so I knew her fiancé. And his loser best friend.
Mike… how can I describe him. He was this white guy… looked like a fighter. He was ROUGH.. bold head, face look like he been in fights. You know the type. She was always complaining about him. He came to help them out with this construction they were doing… but then he stayed a bit too long 😂 she was tired of his constant drinking and inability to get a fucking job and get out of her house!
Anyway… wedding day came. Mike was of course the best man. Honestly, I didn’t spend anytime with Mike during the wedding. I had a date, danced all night and it was actually lots of fun. So much fun that after the reception, we all headed to a bar to keep going. My date had to leave. He had to work next morning, but I wanted to keep partying.
At the bar. I was hanging out with my friends, we were getting pretty fuckd up. Groom and bride leave… more people star leaving and all the sudden Mike is RIGHT there. Sure at the bar we had been drinking. He did seem a bit friendlier… but I think I WAS friendlier. Like before I always gave him the cold shoulder. But this night the vibe was just different. And we were vibing… and then we realized we were the only ones left at the bar from the wedding. Soon enough they were kicking us out. Went outside to get cab… he hugs me from behind… and that turned the fuck out of me. A cab stops… nothing is discussed… he gets on the cab with me and takes me to his place.
We fucked the whole night… i think. Or maybe we just passed out. There had been a lot of drinking.
Woke up with him rubbing on me. His hands groping all my curves. Mike’s dick was nice! It had been a pleasant surprise! And I know I was not going to fuck him again. Remember Mike is a loser. With my friend we always wondered why women fucked him. And now I knew why!
So I decided to give him and me a fuck to remember. I rode that dick so good, twirling my hips. Gripping on that thick dick… I could see that he was getting close. And this is not how I wanted to end. I wanted him in deep in me from behind. I wanted him to pull my hair and pound and slap my big round ass.
It was a good morning. But it was time to leave… he wanted to know if I wanted to do breakfast. But I had to be direct… I was like Mike. This didn’t happen.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/yat5ra/mf_i_fucked_the_best_man