[F]riday [M]orning Rebound [FM]

Something no one told me when I found myself single my senior year of college (after having a relationship for basically my entire undergrad) was that a lot of “friendzoned” relationships could blossom to more.

A few weeks after my breakup, I found myself at a Thursday night house party a block or so from my place. I’m not a huge weekday drinker, so I usually nursed a few drinks and chilled on the deck while whatever happened inside happened; this opened up conversations with people who come out for fresh air or to smoke.

Enter Jules. Jules has been in my life since our freshman year, and has always been one of my favorite people to talk to. Jules is a 5’-10” former volleyball player with very short black hair and an ass to die for. She also lived on campus on scholarship and was the only upperclassman I still knew in the dorms.

Jules comes out, obviously very drunk, and immediately starts asking me about my breakup. I wanted nothing to do with that conversation, so I deflected and get her talking about other things. We get rolling, and the sex topic comes up. Favorite this, best way to do that, etc. It’s the first time I’ve heard her talk this way, and honestly it’s super hot.

Flash forward an hour or so, and I need to bounce. I start making my goodbyes, but Jules and her other friend ask if they can crash at my place since they didn’t have a ride back to the dorms. Yeah, sure, whatever. So we start walking back and I hear Jules whisper to her friend that she wants to fuck me. They giggle and as I’m putting the key in my door, Jules starts rubbing my arm with one hand and my hip with the other. I herd them into my apartment and tell her friend where the bathroom is, then turn to Jules and get a full-blown kiss.

The hardest thing I’ve done, ever, is tell Jules I couldn’t sleep with her. She’s too drunk, and I don’t want her to feel like I took advantage of her. She pouts but accepts it, and eventually agrees to sleep in my bed with her friend while I take the couch. I take a quick shower and as I’m walking out see Jules poking her head out of my door with a smile, and she says “show me the goods”.

Flash forward to the morning. I wake up to the sound of a shower going, and pull myself off my couch and into my kitchen. I hear the shower stop and the door open, and Jules walks out wearing nothing. She says, “I’m sober, you’re sober, how about now?”, with the most mischievous grin.

Sex with Jules is one of the highlights of my life. She walked into my bedroom, laid down on my bed, and pulled my cock out to start with a blowjob. I grabbed a condom from my nightstand and flipped her around and started touching her pussy, which was soaking wet. I made entry and started kissing her neck and face. Eventually she took complete control and ended up riding, grinding, and moaning. I turned her over for the last push and told her I was going to cum. “I want it all over me.” So as I got close, I pulled out, she took my condom off, and she started working my cock until I came over her stomach and tits.

We just laid there for a few minutes, then took a quick shower together to clean her off. I couldn’t help myself and we ended up doing a standing fuck in the tub.

Jules and I fooled around a few more times, but when we graduated we went our separate ways, only seeing each other at weddings. We still have the memories though.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b6ymtj/friday_morning_rebound_fm