Man “Consoles” Best Friend’s Ex-Girlfriend

Guys aren’t supposed to have sex with their friends’ ex-girlfriends, right? Right. But do they? Of course they do! Florida native “Trevor” is a perfect example of another man just looking to get laid.

Here is his story as told to TNA:

My best buddy – the guy who I hung with the most – I know his whole family, and was, I would guess, his greatest ally. Well, needless to say, I fucked his girl. His real girl. The love of his life. I guess I just couldn’t help it. She was hot. I mean stripper, porn star, fuck-her-in-the-middle-of-traffic hot.

The problem was that he and I had recently gotten into an argument over some stupid shit and told each other off, and all of this happened just when he was about a week broken up with his woman. They broke up all the time. She, unfortunately for him, was staying in my community with a girlfriend of hers.

I had run into her a few days earlier, and she was friendly – she was always friendly. But this time she was a little friendlier than usual, asking me for my number for some job or something. Of course, I obliged.

A few days went by, and then one night about 8:00, I got a call.

“Hey, thinking of hitting the Jacuzzi,” she says. “What are you doing?”

I say, “I don’t think it’s a good idea,” then make some small talk and hang up the phone. I’m thinking – thinking hard. What should I do? I ask myself. I text her back: “Jacuzzi sounds good. I’m in.”

She responds, “See you in a few.”

I head over and, of course, she’s in some skimpy little bikini with her perfect titties and gorgeous little ass all shiny from the hot Jacuzzi water.

I slid in, and at first it’s a little uncomfortable. I know this is a very BAD idea. We talk and flirt a little, but I’m surprised at how well-behaved we both are. We spend about a half-hour talking and laughing and even chatting about her boyfriend.

We get out and I ask her if she wants to come over and “change.” She says, “Yeah, that’s a great idea.”

Into my place we go, where she heads to the bathroom and I head to my room. She comes out to the living room and lies down on my couch.

“Let’s watch a movie,” she says.

“OK, cool,” I said, debating in my head what I’m about to do. This is my boy. I know I should not be doing this.

Minutes go by and we start touching one another. But we both stop and say how we shouldn’t be doing it. But I couldn’t help it. I reach over and, without missing a beat, move to my knees and pull her pink little panties to the side from under her skirt, and just start licking her pretty little pussy. Her head goes back and she’s thoroughly enjoying herself. I sucked and fucked that pussy with my tongue for 20 minutes or so. She was so heated; there was no way for her to not start riding my dick right there.

I fucked her from behind so hard she turned to me, her cum dripping down on my cock, and said, “My boyfriend has never been able to get me like this. He’s never fucked me like you are. Oh my God it’s amazing.”

I felt like a scumbag for a while, but he never found out I fucked her. I’ve gotten over it since.