How I [M] found out my innocent best friend [F] is a little slut.

Warning, this is a long post, but worth it.

So I met my friend via the internet, back in 2013. She followed me on twitter, I followed her back, and we regularly struck up conversation as we had a lot of the same interests, until eventually we were talking constantly on Kik. At the time, she was away at college, and on the reverse end, I was still at home while all my friends were away at college, so we were both pretty lonely, so we were both an outlet for each other to vent and talk, it was great. Straight away, I thought she was hot, and I mean an absolute 10. Even my irl friends used to insist she must be a bot because “there’s no way a girl that hot just happens to like everything that you like”, but nope, she was legit, we Skyped each other a lot and became really close. At the time, she was still dating a guy she’d been with since high school, but things weren’t great between them, in fact they’d recently taken a break at the time and had only just gotten back together a little while before we’d met. He even joined one of our video calls once, and I could tell he was a lot more into her than she was into him. Anyway, to cut this part of the story short, they broke up, and she went through a tough period mentally, until it got to a point where I was worried she may do something. Eventually, one night, she broke down and came out to me as bisexual. To me, this wasn’t a big deal, but as she lived in an extremely religious part of America, with family members and a local community that was incredibly homophobic, it was tough for her to deal with and she said she’d never come out to anyone before. I’d later find out that she actually had a female friend with benefits away at college.

Anyway, fast forward about six months and she was in a much better place. She was back at home, she was working a decent job, and she had met a boy on tinder. He was a really nice guy, he accepted her sexuality and treated her like a queen, they both seemed extremely smitten with each other. They were only dating for a couple weeks before becoming official. Fast forward a couple of years, and they were very serious. But one day, she messaged me all excited about a new friend she’d made on this app. She said she was feeling alone in terms of her sexuality so had joined an app for gay/bi women to meet other gay/bi women for friendship, the app was called Her. I had never heard of this app before, and naively, I thought it would be cool for her to have people around that understand her struggle. Obviously, I now know what that app is. She’d met this girl nearby, and begun hanging out with her a lot, to the point that I barely heard from her for about a week, which wasn’t normal. Then, one night she messaged me, having a bit of a breakdown because she was feeling guilty. She admitted what the app was, and that she had been meeting up regularly with this girl for sex behind her boyfriend’s back. I tried to reason with her and told her that this isn’t okay, that her boyfriend didn’t deserve this. She agreed, told me she knew she had to stop, and said she would put a stop to it all. Only to, hours later, tell me she was meeting up with her again, but swore it was only to tell this girl to her face that things had to stop. I believed her. Couple hours later she messaged to tell me that they had had sex in her car, while her boyfriend was trying to call her, and now wanted advice on what excuse to use when she calls him back, as she never missed his calls. I helped her cover it up, but that night I we both talked about why she was doing this. She explained that she loved her boyfriend, but sexually, only women could get her off. She didn’t want to sacrifice everything she had with him, as she was emotionally connected, and wanted their life together, but sexually she needed an outlet. I didn’t feel like it was my place to tell her that this wasn’t right, as I’d never had to deal with suppressing a sexuality that my whole family and my community would disown me for. As much as I knew this wasn’t right, I could understand her situation. So I told her I understood, and from that point on, I guess I was almost a partner in crime for her, I’d give her advice on how to cover her tracks, what excuses to give her boyfriend or anyone else that asked questions, and even helped her browse through tinder or other apps for potential side chicks, as eventually things fizzled out with her initial side piece.

As she grew more confident, she eventually told me everything she had been hiding in the past. This wasn’t anything new for her, strictly speaking. She told me that she had actually cheated on her ex, the guy she was dating when we first met, with an old family friend. They’d regularly sext and exchange nudes, and sneak away for make out sessions whenever their families would meet up, and eventually, when the family friend in question got married, the night before his wedding, she snuck away to his hotel room and fucked him while his bride-to-be was in another room a few doors down looking forward to their big day. She was gushing over her life with future husband with her bridesmaids, while my friend was a few rooms down, riding his cock. She even attended the wedding the next day, danced with him and hugged the bride. Another instance in high school, where she was dating a guy in senior year as a freshmen, and eventually the guy left her for another girl. Instead of crying about it, she got revenge by seducing the girl and fucking her behind his back. Apparently he never found out and they’re still together. Also, she admitted that while she and her current boyfriend were dating (for those couple weeks before becoming official), he refused to put out, so instead, she called a guy friend that she had been fwb with in the past, and fucked him to make up for it. She refuses to acknowledge this as cheating as it was before they became official, but she knew exactly what she was doing.

Anyway, cheating on her boyfriend was a regular thing for about 3 years. It didn’t even stop when he proposed to her around the 4 year mark. I’ve genuinely lost count of how many people she’s fucked behind his back. There were times where she would fuck the boyfriend (now fiancé), and a side piece in the same day. She had become a pro by this point, she stopped asking me for advice and help with excuses, and I had just grown to accept that my seemingly innocent friend, was a little slut, and seemingly proud of it. It wasn’t even limited to just women anymore, there was one instance where she went for a weekend away with one side chick and said side chick’s friends, and ended up heavily flirting with one of her guy friends during drinking games, until eventually her side chick and the other friends either went to bed or passed out, and she ended up riding the guy friend’s cock on the couch all night, narrowly escaping being caught when another friend came to the kitchen for some munchies. Another side-dick was intentionally sought out as she found a guy on tinder out of boredom, who lived a couple hours away, made up an excuse for her fiancé about going to visit a college friend, and spent the night away fucking some random hook-up. She even bragged about how she’d let him give her a facial, something she’d never let her fiancé do – doing more for her side-pieces became something of a habit, she’d very rarely give her fiancé head and would never swallow for him, but would always suck cock and swallow loads behind his back, as if it got her off more knowing she was adding insult to injury. Then, finally, at her friends wedding (which her fiancé wasn’t invited to), one of the groomsmen seemed to make it a mission to fuck her – a mission that, as you can tell, isn’t a difficult one. Her friends tried to keep the groomsman away from her, as they were under the impression that she wanted nothing to do with him (obviously, as she was engaged, and the groomsman had a wife and family – not that she cared), but she managed to sneak away while everyone was on the dance floor, and while the groomsman’s wife enjoyed the festivities, she was bent over a table in a quiet room trying not to moan too loudly as he fucked her and pulled her hair. All with her engagement ring on her finger and a fiancé working away, blissfully unaware.

She’s currently without a side piece for the first time in a while, she says she’s trying to stop as she wants to be faithful when they’re married, but I honestly don’t see that happening, especially as he’ll be the bread winner and she’s gonna be at home bored. Honestly, I think she’s just addicted to cheating at this point, she’s admitted she’s cheated with people she isn’t even that attracted to. The wedding has been postponed because of the pandemic, and her fiancé still thinks he’s the luckiest guy in the world. Hell, maybe he is? All I know is, it’s great being the friend she confesses all of this to. She’d probably love knowing how many times her slutty antics have made me cum.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/i3udxd/how_i_m_found_out_my_innocent_best_friend_f_is_a