Fantasy One Shots

My Best Friend

Male POV

You’re having s*x with your girlfriend Adaline and it’s not going well. She doesn’t seem particularly interested, and, if you’re being completely honest, you’re not much into it either. You’re just pumping her missionary-style and essentially going through the motions.

You’re about to suggest stopping and catching a movie on Netflix when you become aware that something has changed. Adaline grabbed your ass tight with both hands in an effort to pull you deeper inside her pus*y and she started gently moaning.

You haven’t started doing anything particularly special, so at first you’re at a loss as to why she’s suddenly got horny. Then you notice her eyes are closed and her brow is furrowed in concentration. Displaying a rare flash of insight, you challenge her with, “You’re thinking about someone else, aren’t you?”

“Uh huh,” she replies shamelessly, keeping her eyes shut.

“Who is it?”

“Just shut up and let me finish!” she replies in frustration.

“Just tell me. I won’t mind,” you coax, maintaining your thrusting action.

“Okay, Jessica, you asked for it,” she replies, opening her eyes and looking up at you. “It’s Hunter.”

“Really? Hunter? My friend Hunter?” you ask, processing her answer. You’re surprised to find that this information doesn’t upset you.

“Yes, Hunter,” replied Adaline. “Now, keep going. I was getting close.”

“You want Hunter to fu*k you?” you grunt, thrusting into her hard.

“Yes,” she says, shutting her eyes again.

“You wish this was his c0ck inside you?”

“God, yes,” she pants.

“Tell me what you want,” you command, ramming your prick into your girlfriend’s c*nt with hard, jabbing thrusts.

“I want Hunter to fu*k me. I want his c0ck inside me,” she moans, clutching at your flexing ass cheeks tightly.

“Pretend I’m Hunter. He’s fuc*ing you right now!”

“Oh God, Hunter,” cries Adaline. “Fu*k me Hunter, keep fuc*ing me!”

This fantasy seems to be really doing it for her, and you find that you’re also inexplicably turned on by the thought of your girlfriend getting railed by your friend. Your c0ck, which earlier was on the verge of wilting, has sprung back to full hardness.

“Hunter’s fuc*ing you, you cheating w***e sl*t!” you grunt.

“Oh God, Hunter, nnnngghhh!” she cries, digging her nails deep into your ass-flesh as her pu*sy contracts in orgasm. It’s a big one. She hasn’t been this loud in ages.

A few more thrusts bring you to the edge too. You fall flat on top of her and pant directly into her ear as you squirt your load deep into her pu*sy. “Hunter’s coming inside you, baby! Take it! Take it all!”

Adaline holds you tight while you both ride out your orgasms, then releases you and gives you a gentle shove. You roll off her and you both lie there for a while, staring at the ceiling.

You feel like you should talk about what just happened, but when you try to speak she just turns on to her side with her back towards you and turns off the bedside lamp. You’re left with the image of your girlfriend and Hunter rutting like animals, and you don’t know why your c0ck is still hard.

A few days pass. Neither of you bring up the subject of Adaline’s crush on Hunter, and after a while you start to believe it was just a one-off fantasy.

Then one evening, everything changed. You’re expecting to spend a few hours watching television together, but when Adaline emerges from the bedroom she’s done up to the nines in her best little black dress, with full hair and makeup done.

“Huh? Are we going out?” you ask in befuddlement.

“Nope,” she replies, and before you can question her further, the doorbell rings.

“Get that, would you, Jesse?” she says, her tone making clear it’s an order, not a request.

You sigh and get up from the couch. You wonder who it could be at this late hour. In your sweatshirt and trackpants, you’re not exactly dressed to receive visitors. You open the door and can barely conceal your surprise when you discover who’s waiting on your doormat.

Who are we kidding? We all know the direction this story is going. It’s no surprise that it’s actually your friend Hunter outside. Seriously, who else would it be?

“Hey there, Jesse. Is your girlfriend in?” he asks, then pushes his way past you before you can answer.

“Um, yeah, is she expecting you?” you ask in confusion, closing the door and following him down the hall.

Adaline greets him in the living room with a hug and a passionate kiss on the mouth that goes on and on forever. That’s unusual. You stare at them, watching Hunter’s hands grope at your girlfriend’s curvy ass, patiently waiting for an explanation. Eventually, you feel compelled to make your presence obvious by clearing your throat. “Ahem!”

They break apart. You note with dismay the huge bulge in the front of Hunter’s pants. Then he winks at you, which you find really quite obnoxious.

Adaline pointed to the couch. “Sit, Jesse!”

You comply. There’s no point arguing when she uses that tone. “So what’s going on here?” you ask, quite reasonably in your opinion.

“I’m going to be fuc*ing Hunter from now on,” says Adaline matter-of-factly.

“What? How long has this been going on?” you ask, stunned.

“A few weeks. We were going to keep it secret, but after the other night I figured we might as well just tell you.”

“Why?” Your head is spinning.

“Oh come on, Jesse. You’ve got to admit you got turned on by the idea of me fuc*ing Hunter. You haven’t shown that much life in bed in ages.”

You find it difficult to formulate a response to that.

Adaline continues. “So, since you obviously want to see me screwed by another man, we thought it would be nice to let you watch.”

“Yeah buddy,” chimes in Hunter. “If that’s what gets you off, then I’m happy to oblige. Anything for a friend. Just so long as I get to go balls-deep in this!” He slaps Adaline on the butt and she lets out a delighted squeal.

You sit there on the couch, wondering what the appropriate response would be. Should you punch him? Slap her? Storm out? Tell her it’s over? What would someone do if they weren’t rock-hard at the prospect of seeing their girlfriend get f****d in front of them?

“Fine, whatever,” you eventually say, trying to sound disgruntled.

“Told you he was a pu*sy,” says Adaline.

That hurts a little bit, but your c0ck doesn’t notice.

Hunter drops to his knees in front of Adaline and wraps his arms around her body, pulling her tight against him, his face pressed against her belly. He inhales deeply. “Fu*k, I love the smell of this b***h,” he sighs. His hands slide up the back of her thighs and under her skirt, pulling it up as he gropes at her ass. She’s wearing tight, lacy black panties and his fingertips force the material between her cheeks as he squeezes them hard.

Your stomach is a mess of butterflies as you watch your friend molest your girlfriend’s intimate areas. Does he mean to fu*k her right here, right now? Your prick twitches at the thought.

Hunter lowers himself by bending at the knee, shuffling forward so that his face is level with Adaline’s crotch. She puts one foot up on the coffee table, spreading her thighs to give him full access. Her dress is tight enough to remain around her waist without being held there, enabling both his hands to roam over and under her panties as he presses his face between her legs, munching at her pus*y through her gusset while she gently caresses his head.

Adaline looks directly at you with cool disdain, then reaches down and pulls the crotch of her panties to the side, never breaking her gaze. Hunter dives right in to her exposed pu*sy and you can hear the wet, slurping sounds as he eats her out.

“Why don’t you get your d**k out, Jesse,” she suggests. “I know you want to.”

You tug your trackpants down and release your engorged prick, your knob shiny with precome. Slowly you start to jerk it, transfixed by the sight of your girlfriend being pleasured by another man. She stares back at you, biting at her lip, her eyelids fluttering as Hunter’s tongue hits all the right spots.

“Mmmm, yes,” she moans. “That’s it, right there. Oh God, you’re so much better at this than my pathetic boyfriend. Make me come, make me come right in front of him!”

Hunter dives in deeper, pulling Adaline’s pus*y into his mouth. He’s tugged the rear of her panties down so his hands are full of bare ass flesh. She starts to moan louder and her straight leg starts to wobble. Surely she’s not about to come already? She’s never been that quick with you.

Suddenly, her whole body starts to shudder and her leg almost gives out from under her. She’s supported only by his palms cupping her ass and his face against her pus*y as she gasps her way through a massive orgasm. You stare at her face, her eyes closed in pleasure, and you beat your meat faster.

When it’s over she looks at you with a half-smirk while Hunter gets up and helps to steady her on her feet. Her panties drop to her ankles and she kicks them aside. Then her eyes drop to your c0ck. It’s held tightly in your fist, with a dribble of precum glistening on your fingers.

“Pace yourself, Jesse. We’re just getting started,” your girlfriend says disdainfully.

“Yeah, don’t blow too quick, dude,” says Hunter. “I could fu*k this sl*t all night!”

You watch in disbelief as Adaline allows herself to be pushed down to her knees in front of him. He grins as she fumbles with his belt, button and zipper, then she tugs his pants and underwear down. His c0ck springs out and almost hits her in the face. Naturally, it’s bigger than yours.

Hunter grabs her by the back of the head with one hand and feeds his prick into her mouth with the other. She lets out a muffled moan as he starts thrusting, and soon she’s taking his entire length into her throat, his balls slapping against her chin.

“Jesse, I’ve wanted to stick my d**k in your girlfriend ever since I first met her,” Hunter confides to you over the sound of her wet slurping and gagging. “And I wasn’t disappointed. She goes like a firecracker, am I right?”

“I guess so,” you reply, not fully agreeing with his assessment. But there’s no denying that Adaline seems like a new woman now, allowing herself to be fully face-f****d when previously you’ve had to beg for a simple blowjob. What’s changed? Does she really like him better than you? Is it the way he treats her like his s*x toy and calls her a b***h and a sl*t? Or maybe she’s getting off by humiliating you. (Newsflash. It’s all of the above.)

Hunter pulls his c0ck out of her mouth with a spray of spit, allowing her a quick gasp of air while he slaps her cheeks repeatedly with his purple helmet. Then he grabs her ears and plunges his d**k back down her throat. Her eyes go wide and tear up, but instead of trying to push him away, she clutches at his ass and tries to pull him deeper.

“Jesus,” you whisper, transfixed by the sight of your girlfriend going full-on p0rnstar with your so-called friend right in front of you. You never imagined she was capable of withstanding this level of facial abuse but she’s taking it like a pro. You find yourself tugging at your c0ck again, matching the timing of his thrusts.

“Fu*k!” Hunter groans. “Any more of this and I’ll come in her mouth. You don’t mind if I fu*k her now, do you, Jesse?”A week ago, the prospect of watching another man fu*k your girlfriend would’ve horrified you. But now, for reasons you don’t fully understand, you’re hornier than you’ve ever been in your life, and the thought of seeing her railed is almost enough to make you nut on the spot. “Do what you want,” you say quietly.

“What’s that?” asks Hunter as Adaline chokes on his prick. “I didn’t quite hear you.”

“Fu*k her,” you say louder.

Hunter grins and frees your girlfriend’s head. She collapses back and sits on her heels, wiping spit and pre-come from her chin. “Really, Jesse? You’re just going to sit there and let him fu*k me in front of you? God, you’re pathetic.”

You just shrug. You’re enlightened enough to know that this is exactly what she wants.

“You know what?” says Hunter, with the tone of someone who is convinced he’s just had the world’s greatest idea. “I’m not going to fu*k your girlfriend in front of you. I’m going to fu*k her on top of you!”

Before you can respond, he hauls Adaline to her feet and pulls her over to you on the couch. “Put your little d**k away dude, I’m sick of looking at it,” he orders. “And spread your legs.”

You are barely able to comprehend what’s happening, so quickly events are unfolding. You tuck your throbbing erection back into your sweatpants and underwear, through which its shape can be clearly seen pointing up towards your navel. Then Hunter twists Adaline around and pushes her bare ass down into your lap where it crushes your c0ck against you. She leans back, the back of her head level with your face, and you move your head to the side so she can lie back fully. You feel her ear against your cheek and you can smell the delicious scent of her hair.

You place your hand on your girlfriend’s stomach, then slide it up to grope a boob through her dress. She instantly pulls it away and presses it down by your side. “No touching, you sad loser,” she admonishes.

Hunter kneels down in front of you both, grabbing a cushion and placing it under his knees. He takes each of Adaline’s legs and hooks them over yours, which you’ve spread wide as ordered. Now his prick is level with her pus*y and his face is disconcertingly close to yours.

“Ready to be fuc*ed?” he asks.

“Yes,” you whisper, before Adaline’s snort of laughter awakens you to the likelihood that he was addressing her, not you.

Hunter grins and adjusts himself between your girlfriend’s legs. You can’t see what’s going on down there, but you certainly feel it when he thrusts inside her. Her body is forced upward against you, her ass pressed hard against your c0ck through your pants. When Hunter sighs in pleasure, you can feel his breath on your face.

“Oh man, this pus*y is sweet,” he says happily.

“Fu*k me,” pants Adaline. “Fu*k me right on top of my loser boyfriend!”

Hunter starts jack-hammering away, causing Adaline’s ass to grind tortuously in your lap. He keeps grinning at you the whole time, causing you to avert your eyes in shame. Instead, you focus on the sensation of your girlfriend’s buttocks mashing around your erection as she’s sandwiched between you and your friend.

“It’s like banging two for the price of one,” he quips. “Hey, Jesse, should we switch you two around next time?”

Your asshole puckers in fear. Is he joking?

You hope to hell he’s joking. “Nah, I’m good,” you bleat nervously.

Hunter laughs. “We’ll see. You’re my b***h now, Jesse, just like your w***e girlfriend!”

He thrusts hard and Adaline moans loudly, clearly excited from the combined effect of a fully-stuffed pus*y and being called a w***e. Her ass squirms against you and her hand falls on top of yours on the couch, squeezing it tight as she prepares to orgasm again.

You let out a strangled whimper as your balls boil over and your c0ck erupts, flooding your underwear and soaking through to your trackpants. The involuntary flexing of your hips raises Adaline up and presses her cl!t hard against Hunter’s pubic bone, causing her to come with a scream. And the contraction of her pus*y around Hunter’s c0ck is the last stimulation he needs. With a groan, he fills your girlfriend’s pus*y with his milky seed, slamming his hips into you both with every spurt.

“Arghhhh!” you all cry simultaneously as three different samples of bodily fluids combine to soak into your lap. You all take a moment to recover, panting heavily. When Hunter eventually pulls away, Adaline slithers down between your legs, sliding through the mess in your crotch and leaving a come stain all the way down the back of her dress. She’s going to be really pissed off when she realizes.

She reaches up a hand and Hunter helps her to her feet. They look down on you and the gooey mess in your lap. Adaline shakes her head sadly at the pathetic sight in front of her. Then she turns to your friend.

“Want to stay the night?” she asks.

He grins. “Sure babe, I’ve got plenty more where that came from.”

“God, you’re such a stud!” she replies admiringly. Then she turns back to you. “Jesse, you can sleep on the couch.”

You watch in dismay as they walk off hand-in-hand and leave you behind. Oh well, perhaps you can listen at the door, or maybe open it a crack and take a sneaky peek. Your d**k twitches again at the thought.

The End