[MF] I had sex with my best friend’s Girlfriend, and I’m extremely conflicted about it.

This story is really fresh in my memory, and I am still dealing with the emotional consequences. However, it was by far the hottest sex I’ve ever had in my life, and I need to tell people about it. All the names in this story have been changed have been changed.

Let’s start with the context. About three years ago, I moved from the United States to the Netherlands, where I attended University. When I first arrived I had a lot of trouble meeting people, as I was fresh out of high school, and generally awkward. A couple weeks after I arrived, I had the good fortune to meet Percy. Percy and I had a lot in common, and we immediately hit it off. He was another nerdy, awkward dude. He was a couple years older than me, and he took me under his wing, introducing me to his friend group (which included the woman who would be my first girlfriend) and kick started my social life. Beyond that, he insisted that I come over to his apartment at least once a week for a proper meal, and generally helped me adjust to my new country. He helped me survive my first year there, and I still owe him a tremendous debt of gratitude.

That brings us to Nadja. Nadja is Percy’s girlfriend, and probably the most beautiful woman I’ve ever met in my life. She is a classic Dutch beauty, with a gorgeous face, long blonde hair, and probably the most ridiculously proportioned figure I’ve ever seen in my life. She has a perfect hourglass, with at least D cups, and a toned bubble butt. She is easily beautiful enough to be a supermodel. Percy, on the other hand, looks like the result of many generations of inbreeding. I’d describe him as a reverse Hapsburg; no chin to the point of his face almost being concave. Beyond that, he is a few inches shorter than her, and in terrible shape. When I first saw the two of them together, my first thought was “Damn, he must be hung.” As we’ll find out, that was definitely not the case.

As I said, we I first met Nadja, I was shocked she was dating Percy. I was pretty awkward and stiff around her (pun intended), and whenever I went to their apartment I would always talk to her in short, uncomfortable exchanges. Eventually, we became closer, as we discovered several shared interests, until I was as close to her as I was to Percy. We started having monthly Wine and Whine nights, where we would get trashed on cheap wine and complain about stuff.

I was over at their apartment at least once a week, often times two or three times, as I kind of became a fixture of their relationship. This was a problem as the two of them began to fight. They would insert me into the middle of their arguments, asking me to take sides, use me to get back at the other. This was particularly difficult when their arguments were over sex. I was constantly asked if certain fetishes Percy had were normal, and to I had to endure extremely awkward descriptions of their sex life, or in some cases, their lack thereof. The worst is when Nadja would make jokes about Percy’s, shall we say, shortcoming in the dick department. Percy’s frustration definitely boiled over into our relationship, as he became increasingly hostile, defensive, and anti-Semitic (I’m Jewish). He had always been a little Anti-Semitic, but it is Europe so I brushed it off. However, in the later parts of our friendship, we could hardly have a conversation without him without some snide remark or casual degradation.

And so I became both a referee and a tool in their clashes, and though I loved both of them deeply, I was hoping they would break up, for their own sake. It was a little more complicated though. Nadja has had a difficult life, and Percy provided both security and financial support for her, two things that she desperately needed. Whenever I would ask why she stays, she would respond, “I don’t have anywhere else to go.”

That brings us to about a week ago. It was the night of our monthly Wine and Whine night, and Nadja and I were in their apartment, decently sloshed. Percy was in another city, visiting family. She was wearing jean shorts and a long sleeve crop top, which perfectly accentuated her midriff and huge tits. She started complaining about Percy (pretty well worn territory), but this time it was more lament than fun gossip. Their sex life had become so twisted and unsatisfying that she could barely stand to be in the same bed with him anymore. I tried to change the subject, and suggested we go out clubbing together. She accepted, and went to go change. After maybe ten minutes of waiting, I called out to see if she was alright. She said she was fine, and I was good to come in. I opened the door and she was standing there facing me, wearing nothing but lacy black panties.

At this point I realize I’ve neglected to give a description of myself, so I’ll do a quick one here. I’m 5’11” (6’ on tinder), with wavy brown hair and hazel eyes. I play a lot of soccer, and I have the accompanying body type. I’m pretty tan, spending a lot of time in the sun, but I have maybe the worst shorts tan line in history, being as pall as a ghost from about midway up my upper thigh to my pubic hair line. I have a 7” cock, which is about as thick as one of them disposable plastic water bottles.

I want to say that I had a cool line, or made a smooth move, but honestly I just stood there going “Uhhhhhh.” She walked up to me, and quieted my lips with hers. Her tongue explored my mouth, while she cupped my crotch with her hand, getting the feel for my dick. My cock strained against the confines of my jeans; it was so hard it was painful. I reached down to unzip and pull down my pants, leaving just my underwear between her hand and my manhood. She slips her hand inside my briefs, and slowly jerked my off while we made out. I took the opportunity to explore her body with my hands. Her tits were perfect. They were that special kind of big that didn’t have any veins or blemishes. Her dark, perfectly round nipples seemed almost too small for her huge breasts. And her ass, it was godly. She has always been a bit of a gym bunny, but in feeling the tight, toned curvature of her ass I can see where it all paid off. After a few minutes spent like this, she reached up to get my shirt off, then started kissing my neck. She then slowly worked her way down my torso, until she reached the waist band of my underwear. She quickly pulled them down, allowing my dick to spring free and smack her in the face. I suppose she really wasn’t used to ones that come in this size anymore.

Her mouth was divine. Every cliché about a good blowjob she did. She ran her tongue around the tip, licked the shaft from base to stem, played with my balls, even took me entirely down her throat. The wet, slurping (for lack of a better word) sounds that she made still drive me wild just thinking about it. She brought me to the brink of orgasm, but when I told her I was about to cum, she stopped. To give me some time to cool down, I lied her down on the bed, and slipped her panties off of her. I then started kissing her all around her vulva, teasing her, before I flicking my tongue across her clit. Now, I have to stop and rant about something. If I hear one more erotic story where pussy tasted “sweet and delicious, like candy” I am going to loose my mind. There is a wide variance in what pussy can smell like, but it should not taste like candy. This particular one was salty, a little bitter, and with definitive hints of seafood. Anyway, I apologize for pulling us out of the narrative. As I was eating her out, in between the moans, she said that she hadn’t had this done to her in years. Now, as we are all aware, that is a huge red flag, and men who don’t eat pussy are highly suspect. Do your goddamn due diligence.

After she had cum on my tongue, I asked her if she had any condoms here. She said she was on the pill, and that it was fine. Being largely ignorant of how that actually works, I said I wanted one just to make sure. Slightly annoyed, she gestured to Percy’s drawers, the topmost one containing a few condoms. I tried to put one on, but it literally burst in the process. I shrugged, and made my way over to her anyway. “Didn’t fit” I said. “Didn’t think they would” she replied. With that I knelt in front of her, aligning the tip of my dick to her vagina. Slowly, I pressed my way into her, until my cock was fully submerged. I then pulled nearly all the way out, causing her to gasp, before slamming myself back in. She wrapped her legs around me, and pulled me close. “Please,” she whispered, “fuck me.” I didn’t need much prompting.

What followed was the hottest night of my entire life. She was incredibly loud, scream moaning my name when she was capable of being coherent at all. We had sex in their bed, on their couch, against various walls, even on their dinner table. It was the most intense fucking I had ever experienced. I carried her between rooms still impaled on my cock. Sometimes she rode me, other times I pounded her, through the whole thing we couldn’t keep our hands off of each other. She kept saying how desperately she needed this, how much she has been wanting to do this for so long. I ended up cumming three times that night. We ended up falling asleep in their bed, entangled in each others arms, my cum still leaking out of her.

The next morning, we woke up, and quickly agreed that this was a mistake, and that we don’t need to talk about this ever. I haven’t seen her since, but I have seen Percy, and he didn’t seem to now. I know I shouldn’t do it again, but I want to so desperately. I can’t stop thinking about how hot it would be to get caught, for Percy to realize that Nadja and I had sex all over his apartment. I fantasize about him seeing how much bigger I am than him, how much better I am at satisfying her. On the other hand, I know this would send him into an absolutely apoplectic fit of rage, and not only would I loose his friendship, but Nadja would be in a terrible situation.

I’m writing this in large part because I don’t have anyone to talk to about it, and I need to express my thoughts somehow. I don’t really know what to do now.

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