Seriously, What The Hell Is Wrong With My Best Friend? - Sex Stories

Seriously, What The Hell Is Wrong With My Best Friend?

I lay there on the bathroom floor, rubbing my cherry and smiling. I wasn't masturbating, just taking a mental victory lap. "How do you like me now, David?" A few minutes later, I rose to my feet, grabbed my clothes and turned off the light. I opened the door and casually walked to my room as my smile never faded. I didn't hear them having sex as I passed David's room. "Huh, couldn't you keep it up for her, David?" I asked, as I stopped. "Or maybe she just got tired of your cock. Whatever the reason, I just fucked your girlfriend, bitch." Then I heard a creaking sound in there, so I hightailed it to my room. I opened my door, went in, shut it, dropped my clothes and laid down. That night, I went to bed at around midnight and had no problem getting to sleep. For the first time in quite a while, I slept for a full eight hours. I awoke that Sunday morning at about eight. "So, this is what it feels like to sleep all through the night?" I yawned as I rose. My feet met the floor as I stretched out. Then I stood up and saw my reflection in my mirror. "So, this body can attract women too?" I wondered, rubbing my tits. I smiled as I admired myself. "Oh, yes, I'm gonna cum, Destiny!" I heard coming from outside my room. "Not even that can ruin my mood, David, because she used that mouth on me too, jackass." I couldn't see what happened, but then I heard some movements as I just kept starring at myself in the mirror. After about ten minutes of looking at my nice tits, somewhat hairy ...

... pussy and every single other inch that made Destiny attracted to me, I heard a knock at my door. "Come in," I answered, without knowing who it was. Then the door opened and I saw Destiny's naked body standing there, while she held a strap on with a decent sized pink dildo. "Do you mind if we make love, best friend?" I heard a car backing out of the driveway and I looked out my window. David was in her car, driving away. "That fucking asshole should be gone for at least a couple hours." I turned back towards her, only to find her suddenly standing right in front of me. She gave me a kiss on the lips. "I thought we'd make up for a little lost time while he's gone," she mentioned, holding up the strap on. My facial muscles gave her that same evil look. "That bastard won't let me fuck him with this, even though he knows I really want to. Would you care to give it a whirl, Naomi?" "Hell yes!" I answered, getting back on my bed. I lay down flat on my back and she put the strap on onto herself; we both smiled the entire time. Then she got onto the bed, got right over me, and positioned the dildo at my entrance. "I love you, Naomi, and that is no bullshit," she stated, just before she shoved the dildo into my slit. "Oh, now that's a dildo," I moaned, putting my hands onto her butt. "Only the best for my best friend," she told me, before she put a little gap between us, moved her hands to my hips and began thrusting the dildo. My pussy enjoyed the pleasure of that as it stretched out, and ...