So, this happened some years ago, and for a long time, i was too ashamed of even remembering this situation. Only one person (a fellow redditor) knew about this story, until now. He reassured me it was a hot story and that i shouldnt be ashamed about it, so here it goes:

When i was in college, i had this fwb that was a total jerk, but was a total freak in bed and had a massive cock, so it was worth the fun.

One time i went out with some mutual friends and we all got pretty drunk. My fwb went home earlier, and i stayed partying for a bit longer. There was this friend of my fwb that all boys in the friend group used to joke about having a massive cock. Being my fwb also hung like a worse, i could only imagine how big this other guy must be. Cant lie, I was pretty curious.

As the night went on, and each glass made me hornier and hornier, and since my fwb was already home, i started teasing this huge cock guy ahahah

Things got pretty hot, and we went to the club’s bathroom for a quicky. By the time he first put his dick in me, i was already wet af, and still, it was sooo dificult to take him. His dick really was as huge as ive heard ahahaha first i didnt saw it, since he was taking me from behind, but i could feel him absolutely streatching tf out of my tight pussy. He was HUGE.

We did what we went there to do, he came inside me, and we both returned to the dance floor (with his cum still dripping out of me, soaking my panties). It was not long until we wanted more and decided to go to his place. As we left the place to pick a cab, i get a message from my fwb, telling me he just woke up all horny and begging me to go to his place.

I didnt know what to do, i was sooo drunk and soooo horny, so I gave some lame excuse to the other guy, took the cab and went to fwb’s place. I honestly dont know what went through my mind in that moment, but maybe i wanted some kind of revenge from my fwb, for always being such a jerk.

As soon as i arrived at his place, he started to take my jeans and panties off, dropped to his knees and started to eat me out while i was still standing. Knowing i still had his friend’s cum in me, i tried to stop him, but he insisted that he wanted to make me cum, tossed me to the bed, spread my legs and continued devouring my pussy. As i was grabbing his hair, many thoughts were running wild in my mind: can he tell what he’s eating? Can he notice a different taste? Would he freak out if i told him? And, last but not least “this is fucking turning me on so much that this jerk is eating his friends cum out of me”.

I came hard on his face, we fucked and came again on his dick, and then we just colapsed.

The next day i sneakly picked up my stuff and just disappeard. Never wanted to fuck him again (and i didnt). I was feeling dirty, ashamed and was scared af that he would discover what happened that night.

Many years have passed, and sometimes i still remember this. I wonder if they both planned this, if they didnt and ever discovered it, if they still have no clue about it.