How I [F] became the rebound of my best friend’s ex [M]

I was gonna write a cute short story but it ended up super long, oh well 🤷🏻‍♀️

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When my best friend told the group chat that she broke up with her boyfriend, no one was really surprised. They fought all the time and honestly, three years were longer than anyone in our friend group expected the relationship would last.

It was especially, excruciatingly long for me.

I knew him way before she did. He was a couple of years older than me and we went to the same middle school together and witnessed each other’s awkward years, but we were never in contact after that. So I was taken aback when I saw him and his friends at our college bar during my sophomore year. He got really hot. I was there with my girl friends including my best friend who would later ask me to introduce her to him and would end up in a relationship together.

Well, the next three years were history. We would become really good friends since we were around each other so much. I got into a couple of relationships myself and even had my own wild times. Sure, I’ve always thought he was cute and sometimes wondered how he would be like in bed but I tried hard to stay in the moral high ground and kept it to myself. After all, he was my best friend’s long term boyfriend.

That was until a few months ago when I found out that my best friend had been flirting and hanging out with another guy. She told me that it was harmless and she was just having fun. But something inside me changed right there and then, I started thinking about him a lot. Sexually. Like, really vivid images of fucking him. I guess before that, I would feel guilty that I never really entertained the thought of him, but now that I knew she hadn’t exactly been a saint, all I could think about was how I would let him have his way with me anyway he wanted.

Every day the moral I have left was hanging by a thread. I still wasn’t gonna fuck him as long as he was still with my best friend, I convinced myself. But boy, was I horny. I would fuck a random Hinge guy and imagine it was him instead. Whenever I was in the same room with him, I looked like Edward Cullen trying to hold himself from sucking Bella’s blood, and I would come home and touch myself to the thought of him every single time. Oh yeah, I was obsessed. (Exhibit A: [a post I made when my pussy had a mind of its own](https://www.reddit.com/r/dirtyr4r/comments/sz1aem/23_f4m_los_angelesonline_officially_sexually/?utm_source=share&utm_medium=ios_app&utm_name=iossmf))

Lo and behold, they broke up three weeks ago. Mutual break up, they said. She came to my place upset, and I comforted her. Of course I was sympathetic, I’m not a monster. But I’m not gonna lie and say that I didn’t start planning how I would make a move on him now that I’ve decided that I needed to fuck him.

Since they decided the would remain friends. They never cancelled the game night we were gonna have last Sunday. So we all came and had a decent time despite the slight awkwardness of people trying to navigate the situation. He ended up giving a ride home to me and two other friends. I would be his last drop off since I live the closest to him.

When we got to my building, I was feeling brave (and had a little alcohol in me), so I invited him inside for a glass of water. Embarrassing, I know, that was all my stupid brain could come up with. To my surprise, he said yes. My heart was pounding. I had no idea how I was gonna do this.

We got into my apartment and sat on the couch. We talked for a few minutes and he made some flirty remarks, and I just laughed it off. To be honest, I couldn’t concentrate on anything he was saying. I’d been turned on all night thinking about him and now that we werw all alone, all I wanted to do is rip his clothes apart.

“How about that water?” he said after a short silence.

All I could manage was, “Huh?”

“I was lured in here with a promise of a refreshing glass of water.”

“Oh right! Totally forgot about that.” I said as I got up to the kitchen to get his water.

“Maybe that was just an excuse to get in my pants.”

There was no coherent response coming out of my mouth after that. It was a combination of “what” in 5 different tones, “that’s crazy”, and me laughing like he just said something ridiculous. Yeah, totally believable for sure.

I handed him his water and he took a sip and said, “You know I had a thing for you, right?”

“What?”

“Yeah, in college, I tried with you but you were so quick in trying to get rid of me and set me up with her.”

At that point I had so many questions but my brain was like, alright say no more. I quite literally jumped to his lap and straddled him.

That first kiss was rough and impatient. I was touching all over his chest and arms. He hiked my dress up to my waist and started groping my ass with both hands. As he was doing that, I could feel my pussy spread a tiny bit and how wet I was getting right on top of the bulge in his pants. He took off his shirt as I was working on my dress side zipper. As soon as that zipper was down, he flung the dress over my head so quickly. And then my bra was off seconds after that. His hands moved to grope my tits, and he started teasing and sucking on my hard nipples.

My pussy was getting so wet, I started grinding it on his hard on desperately. He reached over my butt and started touching my pussy over my panties. After a while, he slid my now soaked panties to the side. I broke off our kiss and gasped as soon as I felt his fingers rubbing all over my wet mess of a pussy. He looked at me dead in the eyes and smiled the hottest smile I’d ever seen. I was in heat and he knew it.

He then picked me up from his lap and threw me on the couch so I was on my back. He started taking off his pants and he was watching me as he did this. I spread my legs as I slid one hand between my thighs and started to rub my clit in circles while my other hand was groping my tits. The sight of his hard cock was enough to make me moan and beg him to get back on the couch.

I was so sure he was gonna get on top of me and fuck me right then and there. He came up to kiss me, I spit on my hands and started stroking his cock for a bit but he stopped me and proceeded to kiss down my body. He was kissing everywhere on my inner thighs, so close yet not close enough to my pussy. It drove me crazy and I bucked my hips to his face so I could feel him on me. He decided to stop teasing me. He spread my pussy open with his fingers and I finally felt his tongue on my pussy lips. He started out gently, watching my reaction. He picked up the pace until my moans became louder and my breaths were getting shorter, and he knew I was close. He altered between sucking and flicking his tongue over and over on my clit and pushing two fingers in and out me. It didn’t even take two minutes until I grabbed a handful of his hair to pull him even closer to me until I came hard on his face.

I was giggling as I was catching my breath, and he was just smiling proudly at me (and at himself). He came up to kiss me, he smelled and tasted like my pussy and I was intoxicated again. He grabbed my ankles and put the soles of my feet on his chest and he slid his knees on either sides of my hips. I was stroking his cock again with both of my hands and he was hard as a rock. I was still so wet and I started teasing myself with his cock, rubbing my pussy along his shaft. He took his cock from my hand and rested it right on my opening. He look up at me and he shoved it inside me halfway first and then went back again to push its full length deep in me. His cock was just perfect. It felt amazing inside me. I grabbed the back of his head and pull him towards me so I could kiss this man with the perfect cock that I’d been dying to fuck for months now.

After some time, he flipped me over so I was on top of him again. His cock felt so big and full inside me like this. He loved grabbing my tits as they bounce up and down when I was riding him. At one point, he stopped me from bouncing up and down on him and started fucking me hard from underneath me. He propped my thighs up and bucked his hips up and down, fucking my pussy so good I could feel his balls slap against my asshole repeatedly. It didn’t take long until I was was close to cumming again. I moved my hand down on my clit and started playing with it as he pounded his cock in and out of me. He fucked me even deeper until I couldn’t take it anymore and I gushed on his cock. Apparently that did it for him, he thrusted his cock a few more times inside me and he came all over my pussy. It was magical.

Anyways, we’ve fucked every single night since Sunday and we don’t plan on stopping soon. It’s been pretty freaking phenomenal so far!

Here’s hoping my best friend doesn’t find out and murder me :)

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/v133ve/how_i_f_became_the_rebound_of_my_best_friends_ex_m