I [F] seduced my best friend’s [F] boyfriend [M]

Hey everyone!

Using a throwaway account as I’m a regular on Reddit.

So, I’ll give you a brief rundown first: I am currently in university and I live with two other girls from the same course, one being my best friend from Highschool. My best friend, Erika, has been with her boyfriend for 3 years. We frequently share our sexual experiences, Erika being the most open about what she enjoys. Her bedroom is right next to mine and whenever her boyfriend, Paul, stays the night I can look forward to hearing them fucking. She brags a lot about how great she is in bed and says that she drives Paul wild every time. I’ve always found Paul attractive and I often masturbate when I hear the two of them fucking. It was just one of those things where I’d fantasies and masturbate about him every now and again but was totally off limits because he’s dating my best friend. That all changed around 2 months ago.

I’ve always been modest when it comes to sex, especially when talking about it with friends. I’m not totally obsessed with sex; sharing a kiss with a hot guy at bar maybe once every now and again, an evening of sexy music and a romantic novel can often lead to some self pleasure and if the timing is right, a boyfriend, which comes with all the fixings. Being a little more experienced than vanilla level, it’s been hard to “compete” with regards to my own sexual experiences when talking about it with friends, especially Erika. I’ve never had one night stands, sex has always been with a boyfriend. Erika on the other hand isn’t afraid to “play the field” as people say. I’m not by any means an ugly girl and neither is she, but if I had to compare us looks wise going by the amount of male attention we get, she’s on top. Not that we have floods of men lining up around the block, it’s not like that at all. We’re girls in college, surrounded by guys who just want to fuck as much as they can, it’s as simple as that.

So, we we’re talking about sex one night and Erika shared a story that involved me. She told me that Paul had a sex dream about me. She said that they talked about it for a few minutes and just before grabbing his cock she said, “Finish your dream”. Apparently it took her less than 10 seconds before he blew his load. We laughed and joked about it for a while then moved on to other sexual experiences. I could not stop thinking about it. I had never felt so horny in my entire life. Over the next few weeks I was obsessed with him. I was masturbating everyday thinking about him. I’d be in class and bam, it would hit me. The rush of heat flowing between my thighs, trying to subtly shift in my seat to prevent any further accidental rubbing. All these things though not unusual, but usually very uncommon became very common to point of addiction. I couldn’t leave for class in the mornings without cumming and I couldn’t sleep without cumming and every time, I was thinking about him. I would walk around the house wearing my low cut pajama top to see if I caught him staring. He did every time. It got worse and worse the more I thought about fucking him. I was feeling guilty because I was thinking of ways I could make a move without Erika finding out or Paul telling her what I had done. Every time I’d hear them having sex I’d start to feel jealous of Erika. As usual, she’d boast about guys who’d flirt with her the first chance she got.

“Paul said I’m great at this. Paul said I’m great at that. Paul said I’m the hottest girl he’s ever had.”

I was being driven mad, like she was dangling him in front of me, just out of reach. There’s this guy, who has a girl who thrives on the attention from single minded, brain in their dick, alpha male douches and doesn’t even know it.

After weeks of mental torture and serious contemplation, I decided to make a move.

I had planned to do it on a night out we had planned. As it was a ladies night out, Paul was staying the night, but was going to stay in the house until we came back. Erika loves drinking and always stays out until the clubs start to close.

This moment had to be perfect. I’d fantasized about it for too long for it to go wrong and nothing was going to compromise my chance of seducing him. I planned my outfit and makeup. I choose my tight fitted black boob tube dress; not too short, a black thong and heels. Some subtle eyeliner and a soft red lipstick. I wanted class, not smut. So, we head out around 8pm for a night of drinking, except I wouldn’t be out for long. I planned to stay out for an hour or so, have one or two drinks, then fake feeling unwell which gives me the excuse to go home. We arrive at the bar and I have two drinks and then complain that I feel unwell. The girls put me in a taxi and send me home.

The next part of my plan involved getting Paul’s attention. I arrived home then fumbled with the lock to make it seem like I was drunk. I start to deliberately stumble up the stairs and “fall” on the landing. Paul comes comes out of Erika’s room to see what’s going on. I apologies to him and struggle to stand up. He helps me up and walks me into my room.

I struggle to take off my heels and ask for his help. I straighten my leg, showing just enough thigh to see if he’d look. He did. He asked if I wanted some water before he left and said

“No thanks, can you just pull my zip down on the back of my dress? I can’t reach.”

He seemed a bit reluctant, but awkwardly walked over and zipped me down just enough so I could get the rest. He looked so innocent and it tipped me over the edge. At this point I thought “Fuck it”. I turned around and slid my dress down so my tits popped out and slowly shimmied my dress down, rolling my hips without breaking eye contact. I saw his cock start to grow in his shorts, so I went to pull them down;

“Last chance. I wont tell if you wont.”

He stood there, frozen. I pulled his cock out and it went hard almost instantly. I sank to my knees and started sucking his cock. He began to shake. I spread my legs open and run my hand down my thigh. I begin to feel a rush of warm wetness soaking through my thong, my middle finger firmly presses down on my clit and slowly run it upwards. My legs close and begging to spasm and I shudder from head to toe. Paul takes my hand and lifts me to my feet. He pushes me onto the bed and slips his fingers around the side of my thong and slides them off. He runs his tongue from my ankle, slowly and gently up my leg and plants his lips on my clit. He swirls and flicks the tip of his tongue over my clit and gently sucks.

I arched my back and head and let out a slow moan, my ample breasts and stiff nipples pointing out, beads of sweat running down my chest. Paul’s fingers tracing the outline of my breast.

He grabs me and lifts me up with my legs wrapped around his torso. He drops me further into the center of the bed and lays me on my back. He guided the head of his penis to my vagina. He teased the opening by gently running it up and down. The burning hot head worked it’s way between the lips of my pussy and slid inside me. I quivered and felt a hot flush rushing through my body; followed by a wave of shivers bolt down to my legs. I came instantly.

I hear the front door unlock accompanied with the sound of voices and giggling, one of them Erika’s.

Our eyes meet and we froze. They clambered around in the hallway. A few moments pass and they move into the living room. Music starts playing and they start singing along.

“We better be quiet.” He whispered softly.

He planted a finger on my lips and ran it slowly downwards gently flicking off my bottom lip. He grips my hips and pulls me in, then starts to plunge into me with slow, deep and rough thrusts. My eyes widened and I inhaled desperately. I stare into his eyes, wild with lust and fear of getting caught. Watching this man with such desperation in his eyes sent me to a place I never even dreamt of, or even existing. His hair flopping down slightly over one brow, his nostrils flaring, his pecks and biceps swelling and he picked up the pace of his thrusts. Then I felt it; his dick began to swell. Going from a frim and slightly cushioned shaft to a seemingly rock hard baton with a bulging head that rubbed the roof of my vagina, the ridge of the head teasing every bump inside my now swollen pussy. The blood rushing down sending wave after wave of heat. Veins started to protrude from his forearms and his breathing became rapid. I gripped his bulging forearms, he instantly tensed them and they began to vibrate. With each slow grind, I tightened my pussy and his hands grip me firmly each time.

“Cum for me!” I whispered fiercely.

His eyes flickered and changed. He transformed. His hands ran up from my hips to my waist and he gripped me tightly. His chest bulged out and his shoulders with it. He widened his knees and braced himself upright and began hammering into me. His torso stood like stone, the dim light reflecting the sweat running down his tensed body. I watched his hips and firm ass pound back and forth relentlessly. I could feel my pussy pulsing, accompanied with a burst of heat after each thrust. Then it hit me. All my senses went wild and nothing could stop it. Like a tsunami, the orgasm was coming.

Paul exhaled heavily before catching his breath and slowly emptied his lungs.

I arched my back and slammed my hands down onto the bed, gripping the duvet with all my strength, shrieking as softly as I could and began shuddering.

“Oh God, I’m cumming! Oh God, yes.. Oh fuck!” I whimpered as softly as I could.

Paul thrusted long, firm strokes before pulling out. He slid out of me. I felt a soft warmth run through me as the head of his penis exited my vagina. It sprung out and bounced a few times, the head leaked a bead of cum followed by a spurt. The shaft was sleek and shining with the wetness of my pussy.

I sit up and flip over onto my front quickly, grabbing his cock I take him in my mouth just after a second spurt hit my chin. His bulging head throbbed with each squirt of cum, his abs twitching along with it. I gently sucked and massaged the underside of his shaft with my tongue. His cum was hot and I felt it gather on the soft tissue of my tongue, mixing and tingling with my saliva.

I release him and a strand of cum bridges between my lip and the tip of his cock, which breaks, dangling freely from the head. I pant heavily with cum dripping from the end of my lip. I swallow quickly taking the rest. I feel cum running down my neck and onto my chest which I wipe away. Exhausted, he collapsed on top of me, his shaft still pulsing, regardless of the lack of semen coming out. We lay there for a few moments, hearts pounding, nerves twitching and our burning hot skin sticking to each other.

“We can’t get caught.” He panted as he lifted himself off me. “We will talk about this tomorrow.”

He threw his clothes on then slipped out and went straight to the bathroom to shower.

I lay there, my legs spasming, shuddering every few seconds every time my clit throbbed. I Panted deeply and exhaled heavily into the duvet, squirming slowly. After a 15 minutes or so, I hear the girls coming upstairs and Erika closing her bedroom door. Shortly after, Paul leaves the bathroom and goes into Erika’s room.

Within minutes of Paul closing the door, I could hear Erika staring to moan, followed by the usual creaking bed and gradual increase of moans and the occasional “fuck me harder”. I felt a slight rush of warmth between my thighs. I bit my lip and ran my fingers over my clit, slid inside myself and drifted back into ecstasy.

The next morning, Erika comes into my room to see how I’m feeling. We talked for a while and I said, “So, I heard Paul fucking you last night.” We laughed and joked again and then she said, “Yeah, he didn’t seem to have as much drive in him, and he didn’t cum nearly as much as he usually does. He definitely pleasured himself before I got home.” I laughed and thought to myself “If by pleasured himself you mean fucked me silly and pumped round after round of cum in down my throat, then yes, that’s exactly what he did.”

Please be kind….

TL;DR – After discovering my best friend’s boyfriend had a sex dream about me and she enabled the dream by jerking him off after he told her, I became obsessed with him which lead to me seducing him and then fucking him without my friend’s knowledge or consent.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/o1cpji/i_f_seduced_my_best_friends_f_boyfriend_m