Novel & Cerita Fucking My Best Friend Story

This thought bothered me and I remembered that I had to leave this place. As if it wasn't torturing enough, my mind had to drift back to my so-called best friend “Bestie! My nightmare”. How much did they offer her? They surely offered her so much money. “Damn! Bestie you were my best friend, — my sister” tears helplessly rushed down my cheeks as I busted into tears. I just couldn't phantom what this life had turned to. If my best friend could do that to me, then no one can be trusted.

Wasn't he the one who said I never came harder than I ever did before? "Tell me how do I fix this, because I don't want to lose you. I don't want to lose my best friend." He pulls me into his embrace even though I'm still sitting on my stool. Dammit, it hurts. No, not this conversation or the fact that our friendship is on the rock right now but this, my fucking pussy, it hurts. "I thought I've done my best for you. I'm sorry if I caused you a lot of pain, I would've changed mine into a smaller dick if I could."

I admitted with a single-shoulder shrug, "I have to admit though, I'm so happy you know everything now. It was getting damn difficult to lie to you or tell you half-truths. Like that time the idiot drove me out to the woods and made me text you his name to give to the cops if anything happened to me." "You were the bigger idiot for going out and meeting a strange man," my best friend chastised but a cheeky smile played on her lips, "but I guess this all worked out for the best so no one can complain. Just, next time, don't go out meeting creepy people and just blindly trust them. Everything in that sounds so wrong."

long—how the fuck did this ex-friend show up? “No, Janet was my ex-best friend in San Francisco. She’d been my best friend till college. A few months ago, I caught her fucking my first boyfriend, Mark. It’s one reason I left San Francisco. I hated her guts, despised her,” she said, her face tight with anger, eyes flashing.

Finally getting frustrated ,I called my best friend james and asked him to meet me at the club. James and I have know each other since childhood ,we are like the bestest friends .we went to school together ,we played together as his family and my family were close friend so he have aways been together and been their of each other through difficult and happy times. I feel comfortable sharing and talking to him about my matter and thought he is the only one who can help me out from this situation. Thus I changed and headed out to the club. There I saw him waiting for me as usually he is a punctual guy .we went inside and I explained my problem to him.

Wordless for a second, Billy could not open her mouth because she knew I was talking about something that made sense. "I'm your fucking best friend, Hannah, for god sake! Is that nothing to you?" Her voice trembled as she sobbed. "Fuck that word, Billy. Bestfriend!? Are you serious? We had sex all the time after we hung out? After a party, after class, before the holidays were over, when you were hurt when you were drunk. Is that what you call a best friend? I'm just your fucking best friend. Then why are you so angry?" My voice cracked, clapping my palms in hatred, showing how she had enslaved me. She could not speak but burst into tears, intently dwelling in despair that she had realized e

And I collapsed against him, panting, shaking, full of his cock and his cum and every filthy thing we just did. And all I could think was. Oh my God. I just fucked my best friend’s dad. And I wanted to do it again.

But as fast as it came, it turned into a frown, "No. Tell me your problem, I'm going to be your future brother -not by blood- soon, Vanchel." With eyes widened, I blinked a lot of times before clearing my throat. "Okay." "Thank you." He nodded, "Go on." "Let's just say that I read a book where the main character loves her best friend. But her best friend loves another girl and asked help from his best friend and his best friend helped him and they got together and his best friend got sad and yet every time the best friend got a rocky relationship with the person he loves, he seeks help to his best friend and his best friend is always there for him and it's unfair." I rambled, trying to keep

The dentist approached me, "Okay, open up." I took a deep breath, "Fuck. I don't know where to start. I'm thinking that he has gone mad but I think I'm the one who will lose my sanity here. One day, I went to the bar and met him there for the first time after so long. I got drunk and you know what happened? Damn it. He bottoms me! I'm staring for fuck's sake! He's my childhood best friend, how can he do that to me? I like girls, I like to fuck girls! And in just one day, I was fucked by my guy friend! Then, he's been bothering me for weeks now after confessing to me that he likes me. Damn, what should I do?"

I stared at the screen not paying it much attention. Instead, my mind was hyper-focused on what had just happened. Was I reading into this too much? Probably. Zack was a very loyal guy so it was probably just a friendly peck on the head. Yeah, that's what it was, a friendly kiss on the head given to me by my best and only friend. My best friend, damn my life. You can say that again.