[MF] Time I [M] slept with my best friend/roommates ex [F] [part 2]

Part 1 [here](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/12b0abg/mf_time_i_m_slept_with_my_best_friendroommates_ex/) for those that want to read to catch up…

TLDR; Moved in with my best friend, James, from school when he transferred to my college. He brought his girlfriend, Shannon, with him whom he’s had an on/off relationship with since grade School. About a year into living with them, Shannon made a came out and expressed her interest in me, and that the voyeuristic experience that I was listening to her fucking James turned her on.

Part 2

After the exchange on the porch, Shannon and I never directly acknowledged it and just sort of carried on with our lives, especially since it wasn’t often that her and I were ever alone. But the relationship with her and James was in full scale decline. Most all of my interaction with her was purely about her relationship and to reaffirm my position that “she shouldn’t be blind to the patterns here, and find something/someone better that makes her a priority.” It wasn’t long (maybe a few months) past that their relationship ‘officially’ split. James had moved on to a new girl, Bethany, and Shannon sort of disappeared. New patterns set in, I heard new sex sounds from James’ room and life sort of carried on.

One thing that was a benefit of having a house, with a yard, in college, was it was ideal for having parties and we had a lot of parties at the house. This was pre social media days, so most all the parties were spread Word of Mouth as we bar hopped and told friends “Hey, come to our house for the after party when bars closed.” It was during those bar hopping soliciting friends to come by that we ran into Shannon at one of the bars we frequented. I was actually surprised to see how pleasant James and her had an exchange, and even more-so that James invited her over to the house party. Shannon was polite and said “Maybe, and thanks for the invite” and we all parted ways.

On route to go back home to prep for the party, Shannon texted me “Hey, would it be weird if I came over to see you and not James?” Playing it off, I told James “Shannon texted asking if it would be weird if she came over” to which he was surprised she texted me, and then said “I did invite her, so if she wants to come over she’s welcome.” I promptly texted her back saying as much and added that “…it would be nice to catch up.”

When we got home, people slowly started to fill in as they did for these parties. The annoying part of these parties is that I always ended up being the primary host checking beer levels, keeping things iced down and chatting with friends. Because of doing that, I didn’t even notice Shannon had showed up until I was making my rounds and saw her chatting in the back yard with mutual friends. When I saw her there I just came up to her and exchanged a hug and common pleasantries and said “I’d be back, let me get some fresh beers”

By the time I got back, James and her were chatting, and you could see it on her face it was a little weird because Bethany was next to him. I showed up, gave her a fresh beer and it was instant relief on her face and she said (with her eyes) ‘Thank you.’ James and Bethany didn’t hang around long because Shannon opted to light a cigarette and once they left, she took a sigh of relief and immediately locked on me and said “I was hoping to avoid them because I only came over to see you but apparently you’ve been too busy to notice me” (she was one, as previously stated in part 1, to be blunt). I told her it wasn’t intentional, but she should know how these parties go.

The Escalation…

Shannon and I spent a considerable amount of time back out on the backyard porch catching up. She felt she was finally in a good, happy spot after her and James split, and felt it was good for her to connect back with her friends that she pushed aside for focusing on James. We talked a bit about some of my dating escapades and whether there were any good ‘encounters’ as she no longer got those details as she wasn’t trying to hook me up with her friends… I hadn’t (BTW). It was shortly after that recount of my ‘lack‘ of conquest she said “so the last time you came close was when I felt your cock through your pants?” [I about spit my beer out], but ”yes, I guess that was the closest last time.” Shannon got a big smile on her face and said “good! Because I still think about that and you’re why I came over!” [Flustered] I got instantly hard and had to squirm to adjust so that I wasn’t pitching a tent, and she knew it and leaned in and said “I want to fuck you tonight” [Gulp, excitement]

The Planning…

After Shannon said that, it was funny to me that I don’t think my brain ever thought about ”what would James think” and the only thing I thought was “fuck yes, let’s do this!”. So, my immediate response to Shannon was “would you like to slip out and go to your place?” and she said “no, I want to fuck you in your room!” [Gulp again] We devised a plan that wouldn’t call too much attention to us slipping into my room (as it was locked), where she’d opt to use the bathroom that was attached to my room, and then I’d let her into my room from the bathroom (it really wasn’t all that sneaky, but both doors were locked). Without calling too much attention, she left our conversation and waited for my bathroom to become available. I adjusted myself, composed myself, and when I saw her go in, I proceeded to move to my room. Once I was in the room, I knocked on my bathroom door and she knocked back. I opened the door and she was already naked and just looked at me like “take me” and I just pulled her in the room, shut and locked the door.

The sex…

It was one of those one full swoop where I pulled her into the room, her clothes in her hand and I spun her around as I closed and locked the door. She dropped her clothes and we immediately locked lips as my hands explored the curves of her body, and she immediately grabbed my cock bulging in my pants and said “yes, that’s what I want” and promptly pulled my pants down popping my hard cock in front of her. We continued to kiss as I was cupping her gorgeous breast with one hand and my second hand proceeded promptly to her pussy. As she started to stroke my cock, I slid my finger along her slit and it was so wet. I curled my finger up and inside her and said “Fuck Shannon, is this how wet you got when you told me on the porch?” To which, Shannon replied “Yes, but I’m just getting started”

We kissed and explored each other with our hands as I started to back her towards the bed. Once there, Shannon sat down on the edge of my bed and started to suck my cock. It felt so amazing feeling her mouth wrapping around my cock and watching her slowly start to take it in and look up at me with some sultry smiles. I could feel everything she was doing with her tongue around the tip of my cock, but I was just standing there, and I wanted some of her. After a few minutes of her sucking my cock, and stroking it, I laid her back and spread her legs as I dove my face into her soaking wet pussy she stopped me for a sec and said ”I get really wet, hope that’s okay?”, to which I replied “fuck yes that’s okay, I think it’s hot” (apparently James wasn’t a huge fan of how wet she got). But when I got my face down between her legs, I could see how she was just dripping wet, and I wrapped my mouth around her pussy and lapped it all up. Shannon and I were moaning through all this and don’t think we paid much attention anymore to what was happening with the party.

Shannon didn’t let me spend too much time eating her out because she wanted my cock inside her. I spent about equal time eating her sweet pussy as she did sucking myth cock, she pulled me up, grabbed my cock and guided it in her pussy. It was wet before, and now with it mixed with my saliva my cock just slid right in. As I felt her warm, wet pussy wrap around my cock as I slowly slide in to my balls, I watched her face, in pure ecstasy, as she took me inside her. Once I was in, and started to slide my cock in and out, she looked back at me and told me, “Fuck me! Fuck me hard!” So I reached my hands around her hips, pulled her pelvis up and just started to build up the motion of pulling her into me as I thrust into her. We didn’t care about any of the sounds we were making… the wet slapping of my pelvis into her, the moaning, the heavy breathing, we were wrapped into the moment and she was making a deep wet spot in my sheets as she was dripping off my balls.

So as to not cum too fast, I took a momentary pause to pull out taste her push some more, then turn her over into doggy before I slid my cock back inside. Repeating the same hip grab, but from a different approach, I pulled her into my cock and proceeded to continue fucking her. Shannon was face down into the bed, moaning and I was dripping with sweat, and her juices. I could feel myself getting ready to cum so I asked her “where would you like time to cum?” and Shannon popped her head up and said “in my mouth, I want to taste you!”; that was all I needed to hear as I promptly pulled out as she spun around, put my cock in her mouth and I know I pumped so much cum down her throat as she moaned and smiled at me.

Shannon was every bit of the sexual animal I thought she was (and more) from back in grade school, and hearing her through the walls as my extra ‘roommate.’ As she finished sucking my cock and getting every last ounce of cum out of me we both sort of collapsed into my bed. As we laid there I looked over to her and said “shit, I didn’t even stop to ensure you came?” She replied back with “Oh, I came multiple times!” as I sort of laughed and realized “we are literally laying in a wet puddle!”

Recovery/Cover Up…

It was at this point the reality of the world we blocked out started to settle in… we realized the party was winding down and people were looking for us. James was knocking at my door saying “Hey, are you in there? Is Shannon in there with you?” [Oh shit]. We panicked and quickly got dressed, and Shannon said “You get the door and I’ll slip out the window” (our house was 1 story, and my window faced the front yard so she could disappear to her car). I helped her out the window and then opened the door to James being like “what the hell have you been doing?” Looking in the room to see if Shannon was there. I played it off like “Dude, I got tired and opt to go to bed” (which wasn’t fully out of the norm for me late into a party). James wasn’t really buying it, and asked “Have you seen Shannon?” to which I just played my part and said “how would I see her when I went to bed?” James sort of stormed off and I think he went to see if her car was still there (it wasn’t) and at that point I did just proceed to go to bed.

That was the only time Shannon and I ever had sex. We texted back and forth a few times reminiscing about it, and talking about the whole experience. There were a few times where we almost met up again for a planned sexual re-encounter but it just never seemed to happen. Guess we both sort of felt it would be weird to try to recreate that moment. As far as James and I, we’re still friends and he still never got a full answer from either of us whether I slept with Shannon. For months/years James always probed to get an answer like “dude, I don’t care if you did” and even tried to get another friend of ours to see if we had or not. Maybe this is my way of finally telling the story and not living with it myself, but that’s the time I slept with my best friends ex girlfriend.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/12bzgkq/mf_time_i_m_slept_with_my_best_friendroommates_ex