Sexfriends Novels & Stories

“Isn't anyone going to talk? Then I'll start.” “I had sex with my teacher…” “Giulia?” Mattia shouts. “Mattia!!!” I scolded him for shouting at my friend. He turns towards me, gesturing towards my friend, who was smiling at us, amused by what she was seeing. “She said she had sex with a fucking teacher.” His face was red with anger as he spoke to me. “What about it? What did you do just now?” I ask with my hand on my waist. “Dad, what did you do just now?” I looked at her and realized the game she was playing.

Izzy urges, obviously equally horrified by this exchange. "I tell all the girls that, Sadie. The ones I fucked before you, the ones I fucked when I wasn't here with you at night and the ones I'll fuck tomorrow. Don't think you're important. You're just another beach blonde, big titty, fake as fuck bitch who only wants a man for what he can give her and sweetheart, I'm not gonna give you shit!" Brad screams before he gets in car and slams the door. He revs the engine and takes off down the street, tires screeching as he rounds the corner dangerously fast.

"Sean! Focus!" "Oh, right. Well, they told me that if I didn't break up with you, one of us would get hurt." "Wait..." I pause, trying to make sense of the illogical threat. "Sean, are you sure this isn't just another prank by your immature friends? They seem like the type to play mean-spirited jokes." It's true. Based on my personal experience, I can confirm that Sean's friends are seriously messed up. I still remember when they convinced him to prove his sexuality to them, and we had no choice but to stage a fake sexual encounter.

“Trust me, it's better this way, and if you're finally deciding you want the friends of benefit thing, I'm down for it” What the hell was I doing? Oh well,it was just the sex, Kate was going to end up like every other American woman I had been with. “Once again it's friends with benefits, and I am not consenting to it, let's say it's more like…consolation and comfort sex.” “Yeah sure,let's go with that. Provided you don't end up catching feelings at some point, then we are good, and when all of this is finally over, you'll walk away without turning back.”

- Let's just be friends who have sex, I like to see others and do it with others, too, it's not commitment, it's nothing that can hold you back, we just don't get so glued and committed. - What do you think of this, let's try more, there are many interested in our fantasies here. It is, thinking like that. –Why not? She agreed. Talking about it with other people, with a whole complicity, we feel friendship and we are colleagues in crime. Knowing that he had something with me, then, he was absolutely right. So, we continued to meet, in which he continued to eat me both ways for a long time yet, even so, in which during each day, we met, well, at the end of the workday, one of several geisha.

"I have to agree with you. I think it's easier for us women than for you guys. I have a friend who says that a woman only doesn't have sex if she doesn't want to." "I think so too, but I would never say that to avoid sounding sexist. But at least for me, it happens like that. I have female friends who say that it's not easy for them either to get laid out of nowhere. They just feel like it, and then a guy appears, and they have sex."

Or was it the same and he never noticed? Alex sits down. For many years, Alex and Micky ate together, played together, fought together. Everything's normal for true friends. But do true friends shower together and sleep in the same bed when they're adults? They share life, baths, beds and even women, as if all men did the same with their friends. That wasn't true. Adults don't share baths and beds like that's normal, especially heterosexual adult men.

I had a mischievous grin as I asked, "What kind do you like?" "Girls together and couples, but not the crazy, fake moaning ones. There's this website I'm on all the time that has a subreddit for something called passion porn. A bunch of it is amateur stuff, but the people love each other or have a really strong connection that you can see. It totally gets me off. What about you?"

A loud cheer sound came from the older people around, one lady screamed, “We have been here all night, this gorgeous guy did not try to buy us a drink.” The bartender looked at her then at me, smiled and said, “Well, nothing is for free.” I laughed saying, “If he uses things and leaves them in place, then I do not mind offering him what he has on mind?” They all laughed and clapped, Alex came closer to my ear whispering, “Mark and Chris are my friends, they are fun.” I turned to each side shaking hands with both of them, Alex continued, “They both have same specs as me,” aside from the blush I had on my face, knowing what he meant, as he meant sex power drive and cocksize.

His friends laugh and the sound is sharp like broken glass. "What about that friend of hers?" someone asks. "The hot one with the lips?" "Lauren?" Sean's voice changes. Becomes lower. Hungry. "Lauren is different. Oh man, Lauren. I jerked off to her I*******m three times yesterday. That body? Those lips? I imagine bending her over my desk and I'm rock hard in seconds." I press my hand against the wall. My legs feel weak. My chest feels tight. Lauren. My best friend since freshman year of college. The woman who stood beside me at my wedding. The woman who calls me every Sunday to check on me.