My friend who I’d been sleeping with accidentally confessed to me [FF]

It was about three weeks since Amy and I had been on our Valentine’s date, since then we’d seen each other more and more frequently and had been sleeping together most nights while we worked out what we meant to each other. I was learning more about her every day, whether it be about her personal life, ex boyfriend or unintentionally homophobic mother. She was also picking things up in the bedroom, she was more confident and skillful in bed and was becoming less and less shy about her kinks and wants but we’d still kept things fairly vanilla.

We’d used a few toys, mainly a couple of dildos and a bullet vibrator and we were planning on using a strap-on that night for the first time. Amy was a bit nervous about that as she had very little experience when it came to penatrative sex. I was careful to plan everything in advance with her, making sure to pick a lube she liked and a smaller dildo that wouldn’t overwhelm her. In the end we chose a strawberry flavoured lube (her favorite) and a dildo that was around four inches in length and half an inch in girth (the smallest I owned and the one I usually go to for anal play). I made sure the toys were clean and wrapped them in a towel for when we were ready to use them.

We’d spent the entire day together so far, been on a walk and played some games (non sexual). We ate early and let our food settle before going upstairs. We had taken to showering together as it saved water and the idea of shower sex is a major turn on to both of us, even if it is hard to get right. This time though we used the bathroom separately, making sure we were both clean and ready. It was more prep than usual that we put in but I wanted Amy to be fully comfortable before we began.

I used the bathroom first so I could make a few finishing touches to the bedroom, mainly lighting a few candles to set the mood, getting a bucket of hot water and a towel for any cleanup and tying a couple of ropes to the bed posts, mainly for thematic purposes as I knew their presence would really turn Amy on. I then donned the strap, wrapped myself in a thick robe and awaited her.

About ten minutes later there was a gentle knock at my door and I told Amy to come in.

She looked absolutely stunning.

She was completely naked, her hair tied back in a short ponytail, the way droplets of water flickered in the candle light as they rolled down her breasts and flat, faintly defined stomach, the way her legs were slightly parted with glistening arousal dripping from her freshly shaven cunt.

She was mesmerising.

I watched as she looked at me, then studied the room, her eyes going slightly wider when she noticed the ropes. I beckoned her closer and as she approached me flipped her down onto the bed and pinned her beneath me. She gasped in surprise at the sudden shift when I started to kiss her.

She wrapped her arms around me and I sank down into her, knowing she could feel the toy through my robe. Eventually her hands tried to pull my robe away which I didn’t allow, I softly bit at her neck, threatening to mark it if she didn’t start behaving. I knew she was ticklish so it was not surprising to hear her giggle when I pulled away. I looked deep into her eyes and asked her if she was ready.

She gingerly nodded so I stood up on the bed, giving her a full view of me and pulled the robe away. She gasped at the sight of my body. Fully bare aside from the harness around my hips. I let her take in that sight for a few seconds longer before lowering myself back down to her. We kissed again and I let the toy drag against her folds a couple of times to add to the sensations she was feeling.

I checked again if she was ready and she nodded desperately, I smiled and crawled down her body, lapping up droplets of water as she went and inhaling the scent of the body wash she had been using.

I kept going until I was eye level with her pussy. To say she was a mess would be an understatement, I had never seen so much grool in my life. I couldn’t resist a taste and took a long lick. I was already in love with her taste and couldn’t get enough of her. It was overwhelming and I got distracted eating her out, not that she minded.

She moaned and gasped my name. I had already worked out what she liked and where she was sensitive and was well on the way to making her lose her mind. I nearly forgot entirely what I was supposed to be doing when a hand in my hair reminded me. I pulled away, grinning at her with her juices plastered across my chin, making her think that the distraction was entirely deliberate.

She smiled back at me and told me she was close, she then said she didn’t mind if we didn’t use the strap as long as I tied her hands to the bed. I crawled back up her body, still smiling at her. I told her how beautiful and perfect she was and shared her taste with her. I then asked her if she’d like her hands tying while I used the strap on her.

She said it could be a bit much for her but her face flushed red. I told her it was ok if she wanted to try it and she nodded. I was really proud of the way she wasn’t shy about pushing the boundaries past what I had originally intended, after all this was for her just as much as it was for me.

I took my time to tie the knots, making sure they were tight enough that she couldn’t slip out of them but loose enough that they wouldn’t hurt. It took me a few attempts to get right but eventually I returned to her. She told me she’d never been this turned on in her life and I could tell she was telling the truth. I kissed her again and grabbed the bottle of lube.

I put a drop on my finger and teased her soaked core with it, watching the way she shuddered and writhed, watching how the ropes drew taut before going back slack.

I probably overdid it with the amount of lube I used on both her and the toy but I was not about to risk hurting her. With one final check to make sure she was ready I lined my hips up and pressed in…

I’ll never forget the noise she made as I pushed into her, a sharp intake of breath followed by a long and smooth exhale. I felt her whole body go tense as I nuzzled into her neck before she relaxed when I was fully hilted inside of her. I heard the bedposts creak as she tried to move her hands before she made a frustrated and needy little whine which made me chuckle.

I looked down at her and checked how she was doing. She smiled at me and told me to “get on with it,” I kissed her and began to move my hips.

I was slow at first, only getting faster at her request. I buried my face back in her neck so I could hear her moans and gasps of delight and inevitably my own lust took over. I began to fuck her in earnest, not holding back.

Before I could even feel guilty for taking control she swore and began to move her own body. Her rhythm was slightly off and awkward but her lewd moans and gasps more than made up for that. We stared into each other and I got all the permission I needed to keep going.

After some time (I honestly have no idea how much) had passed her legs wrapped around my hips and she urged me to stop. Concern immediately took over and I stopped. I went to pull out but held me inside her. She was panting for breath but told me how much she was enjoying it. The reason she had stopped me was that she wanted to hold me but couldn’t because her arms were bound.

I laughed at how adorable she was and immediately freed her hands, soothing her wrists where there were rope marks. Before starting to thrust again. She immediately held onto me as I got back up to speed. Fucking her even harder than before.

She was vocal, panting and moaning my name in combination with vulgar words between sloppy and needy kisses. In the few weeks we’d spent together I’d never seen her like this. It felt raw and intense, like this was her at her most primal, desperate to take whatever I was giving her. I loved it so much, happy to give her absolutely everything.

I put one hand on the back of her head as I changed the angle of my thrusts. Sitting her up slightly to give her a new sensation. She reacted well, her hips jerking down into mine to meet my thrusts. I grabbed the bobble in her hair, pulling it free while yanking her hair back. It was an accident but in the moment her head went back, her neck was there so I kissed and sucked at it, leaving a bruise behind.

I didn’t have time to process what I’d done. She began shuddering in my arms, her breathing ragged and chest heaving. She made a small cry before going stiff and I felt wetness against my thighs. I slowed down my thrusts, fucking her gently through her orgasm as I layed her down in bed. Kissing her gently to keep her oriented.

When she had finished shaking and caught her breath I looked down at her, simply just taking in her beauty.

“I love you.”

It hit me like a truck. What the hell was I supposed to do with that? My mind went into overdrive, trying to work out a response. I just stared at her, stunned. She brought her hands to her face and covered it, embarrassed by her sudden confession.

Every thought and memory of our time together seemed to play in my mind, our friendship, the last few weeks and where the future could take us. I thought about asking her to be my FWB instead but I know from experience how messy that can get and I really really didn’t want to break her heart.

I don’t know how long I stared at the back of her hands for, I must have looked like a gormless idiot. It was clear that there was only one thing I could say to her. The thing I’d been terrified of for years was true. I put on a brave face and committed.

I lifted her hands away, looking deep into her eyes, “I love you too.”

Our lips met and it was like our first all over again. The way she held and moved against me, the soft, fullness of her lips, all of it. We moved together, not caring I was still inside her. We rolled over, so I was underneath her, she kept kissing and kissing. I could feel the tears rolling down her cheeks and I thought I was about to cry too.

When our lips came apart she gently removed herself from the toy. Her face lit up from sheer joy. In that moment my hang ups and fear evaporated. She loved me and I loved her too.

Somewhere in the middle of the revelation we cleaned up. I honestly remember nothing about that apart from the fact there was some blood on the toy and I spent a lot of time making sure she was physically ok.

What I do remember is the long hugs and kisses in between conversations about what had just happened.

She told me how she’d planned to tell me that at the top of the hill where we’d first kissed, not during or after sex. I told her all about my lack of relationships, how I’d never kept a meaningful emotional connection with anybody I’d slept with, despite the fact there were many opportunities and regrets. I told her things I’d been too scared to tell anybody else, things that I’d been scared of admitting to even myself.

Every word brought us closer together and by the end of our chat we were both happy to call each other ‘girlfriend.’ We agreed to love and support each other, learn together both in and out of bed and most importantly to communicate about absolutely everything.

When there were no more words to say we lay together and held each other. She told me she couldn’t sleep yet and I got the message. She whispered something so filthy it nearly made me cum but that’s a story for another time…

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/pq46cu/my_friend_who_id_been_sleeping_with_accidentally