[MF] When my gf and I (M) swapped partners with her college (F)riend

Hi all, first time poster, long time lurker etc, etc. Writing always terrified me but thought I would give it a try.

My girlfriend Kallie has a friend, we can call her Maddy, who is the same age (23) as us and is in a long-time relationship with a high school sweetheart, Ryan. Maddy and I hit it off pretty well when we first met. Not sure if it was liquor or personality but we always had a really easy friendship and we get each other well. My issue is I end up developing feelings for my friends, even when I am in a relationship, and Maddy was no different. It is always out of the blue that I catch this and one day I suddenly found myself attracted to her. I started to catch myself checking her out from time to time. I started dwelling on her long dark brown hair, striking light blue eyes, pale skin with an early summer tan. Her full hips that give her a defined, pear-shaped ass. Her B-cup breasts which sit like two apples among the leaves behind her straight hair. I lusted for her, imagining every possible detail that may be underneath the clothes I could never take off of her.

Maddy’s parents have a lake house at a nearby lake that she invited us to go to for a weekend of booze, games, and fun, so of course we said yes. It was on the second night at the lake house that this story really starts. A long day of hanging out is culminating in a chill evening of drinks and talk.

We start going around talking about former significant others. Through this conversation, I come to find out I am the only person in the group who has had sex with someone other than their current SO. Naturally, I am peppered with questions about what it is like to compare, blah blah. I answer their questions as best I can without trying to offend my girlfriend, which is hard when I am asked to compare other sexual encounters with her. By the end of it, Maddy mumbled something about wishing she knew what it was like to be with another partner.

“You can fuck kevstev0001!” my girlfriend blurted out. Her tone, though, left her an out. It was half-sarcastic, half-serious. I assumed, of course, it was the former.

Maddy playfully replied, “Deal, but you have to fuck Ryan! He’s only had sex with me, so fair is fair!”

At this point, I am sure this is all a joke. But part of me wants it to be true. Maddy, who I have wanted for the better part of my college years, agreed to fuck me. Joking or not, it turned me on, and my cock started to swell.

Without any other discussion, my girlfriend got up and walked over to Ryan, bent down to his face, and made out with him, shoving her tongue down his throat while Maddy and I sat and watched. I wasn’t sure how to feel – betrayed by my girlfriend, or open to the idea of doing the same with Maddy. Maddy and I look at each other, she with an expanding grin, I with a dumbfounded expression. She gets on her hands and knees and crawls the few feet between us, maintaining eye contact. I am utterly fixated by the fierce look in her eyes, the anticipation of what is about to happen overwhelming me, as the moment seems to last forever. Until my eyes naturally close when our lips meet for the first time.

I wasn’t sure what I was going to expect, but her lips were smooth and soft. Our lips locked like magnets, with only the brief disconnect to move our tongues between us. My hands moved around her, from her back to her hips and to her ass, while she pulled me in closer and harder, minimizing the space between us only to the few layers of clothes we had on. 

After what seemed like a few minutes passed, she pulled back. I was dragged back to reality only to realize Maddy and I were the only ones in the room anymore. She stood up, and slowly backed up toward the hall, a devilish grin across her face. This grin, and the passion in our making out brought a dim thought to my mind that, maybe, she wanted me too – the same way I wanted her. 

She leads me to one of the lake house bedrooms. It is spartan, just a bed and a dresser. But a bed was all we needed. She sat on the edge, tilting her head up to meet my kiss. We continued our making out from before, both of us unsure of how to make the next move. I kept feeling her body through her clothes until I decided to make my move. My hand fell down her back, found the hem of her shirt, and slipped underneath. Her smooth skin now graced my fingertips. She took this as a cue and did the same to me, eventually pushing my shirt up and over my head.  

Not wanting to fall behind in this silent game of stripping, I grab her shirt and pull it over her head. Her hair, now slightly disheveled, falls back over her black lace bra. Lace, I should say, is an instant turn on for me. If she hadn’t noticed before, she must certainly have felt my rock hard cock through my pants. Not wanting to slow our momentum, I grabbed the belt loops in her jeans and stood her up, running my hand over her ass once more for good measure, and undid her button and zipper. I dragged her jeans down all the way to her ankles, kneeling and looking up at her sexy figure. She had matching lace panties that so accentuated her hips and ass.  

She then motioned me up off the floor, while she copied my movement from a moment ago, undoing my pants, sliding them to the ground. Only difference – she stayed on her knees. She slipped her fingers under my boxers and slid them to ground, my dick exploding out from behind the elastic and settling right in front of her face.  

For a second, she just seemed to take it in, as if wanting to keep a mental image of my 6 inches in perpetuity. Then that sexy grin returned. She wrapped one hand around the base, and bent forward to kiss the tip, a single strand of precum holding onto her bottom lip. She started at the base, licking my shaft up to my head thrice, until she took the tip into her lips. They felt even softer now than when we made out. My cock started twitching when she moved her tongue beneath the head, flicking in all directions. Then, she started going deeper. Watching her head bobbing up and down the length of my cock, her blue eyes never leaving mine, sent me to the edge of cumming.

Not wanting this to end so soon, I pulled out, only to wrap her hair in my hand and push my dick back into her mouth. I moved slowly at first, letting her get used to being face-fucked in the event she hadn’t done that before. I picked up my pace, going deeper with each thrust, fixating on the sensations of her tongue on my cock, her spit dripping off my balls. I was getting close, and I thought I might just cum down her throat, something that I had only imagined before. But I didn’t want this to end here. Once I had my whole length down her throat, I pulled out, strings of her saliva keeping us attached between my cock and her mouth.

I let her breathe for a moment and watched her wipe away all the spit around her mouth. I picked her up off the floor and laid her on the bed. I let my hands explore her exposed skin for a moment, until my fingers met her lace bra again. This time, I slipped my hands under and took in her perky tits in my hands. They sat perfectly in my hands, like two peaches ripened to perfection. I slid my hands around and undid her bra so I could see how perfect they looked in my hands. She gasped when I gently pinched her nipples. I laid down beside her, taking one nipple in my mouth, flicking my tongue back and forth, teasing her momentarily.  

While I played gently with her breasts, I caught her hand slinking down and touching her pussy through her panties. I grabbed her hand and replaced it with mine, feeling the damp spot on her panties. I lowered myself further down and grabbed the edges of the lace and pulled them off of her. She pushed her hips up to help remove them, and when they came down, she spread her legs to reveal her pussy, glistening with her wetness. Her triangular landing strip beckoned me to her clit and her hole, pointing me to the place to touch, to lick, to fuck.  

I kissed her inner thigh, making my way to her pussy, her smell intoxicating me. I gently placed my thumb on her clit and slowly massaged circles leading to gasps and sighs out of her. I replaced that with my tongue, going softly at first, drawing out the first audible moan. Her pussy tasted like the sweetness of honey – I became addicted immediately and wasn’t sure I would ever stop eating her out. I slipped in my middle finger in her hole and slowly began fingering her in time with my tongue. She began to grind on my tongue, her moans becoming more frequent and louder. I let her continue to grind on my face until I pulled my fingers out and shoved my tongue down her pussy. This sent her over the edge and she came on my mouth and face, with only a quickening of her breathing to let me know she finished. 

I stood up to crawl on the bed next to her and she pulled me into her, bringing me close so she could lick and taste her own cum on my face. She rolled me over on my back, jamming her tongue down my throat as if she couldn’t get enough of her own taste. Meanwhile, her pussy is now inches from my cock, and I feel as though my head will explode if I don’t get inside her soon. Thankfully she must have had the same thought.

She leans back away from my face, and positions herself over my cock, holding it with one hand as she lowers her pussy. As my head pushes through her opening, I feel her wetness and the heat of her pussy. I slide in slowly, taking in this moment. Our eyes meet, now knowing this is something we have both wanted for some time. She pushes down until she bottoms out. Without hesitation, she rides me. Slowly at first, working her hips back and forth, then leaning back and moving up and down. I marvel at how sexy she looks, working her hips and pussy around my cock, watching her juices flow up and down my shaft.

I feel my cock getting harder, knowing I am about to explode. Watching her fuck me only makes it harder for me to hold it back. My fantasies are coming true in front of my eyes, her pussy on my cock, her sex giving me pleasure I’ve never experienced. She sees the look in my eyes, one of desperation, knowing I could cum any second.  

“I-I’m gonna cum,” I manage to mutter. 

She leans down and whispers, “Cum for me, cum inside me.” 

Rope after rope of my warm cum bursts into her pussy. She bottoms out on me, and rubs her clit, desperately wanting to cum with me. My dick pulsates inside her, emptying out every drop of semen I have deep into her. Then suddenly I feel her pussy tighten around my cock, her breath caught in her throat, and she cums. We sit like this for a few minutes, intimately feeling each other, I inside of her, our breathing heavy, both working down from orgasmic highs.

“This was way better than I ever imagined it. This was so fucking hot,” she tells me. 

“I’m glad I wasn’t the only one who had been thinking of this,” I say.  

“Oh, I definitely noticed you checking me out for all these years. The thought of you wanting to fuck me made me so wet for so long. Also, don’t worry, I am on birth control,” she replies with a wink.

Maddy lifts herself off of my cock, some of my cum dripping onto me. She lays next to me and we fall asleep together. Though not staying asleep long as round 2 would be fast approaching.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ol66hk/mf_when_my_gf_and_i_m_swapped_partners_with_her