How my best friend turned me from a good conservative girl to a slut who worships cock.

This event took place several years ago but it had such a huge impact on my sex life that it’s only right I start there.

I grew up in a cult and was a very devout Christian girl. Not being the type to rebel either, I took the fate of my eternal life in Paradise very seriously. I studied the Bible daily. This was no game, I was determined to be perfect.

In middle school I met Bobby; I can’t say we were instantly best friends. He was everything elders in my congregation had warned me about. He smoked weed, acted out and had already fucked one of my friends before I had even thought of having my first kiss. For whatever reason, he seemed as fascinated by my ‘otherness’ as I was with his. He’d tease me calling me “good girl” and I’d persist in trying to convert him to “The Truth.”

Somehow we finished our middle school years as best friends, we went to high school together and by a stroke of luck even were accepted into the same college. By then my faith had cracked. I won’t bore you with the reasons why. But I had been disfellowshiped and shunned by my family and congregation. I was now a worldly apostate who had a boyfriend and had even had sex with that boyfriend! Though I didn’t understand what all the fuss was about because sex was just “okay” in my experience.

Bobby of course had now fucked more women than I could keep track of at that point. We were close but hadn’t ever crossed a line. I won’t lie and say it wasn’t something I hadn’t thought about a time or two though. Especially when one of his girlfriends would brag about how thick his cock was and how he was the best fuck of her life.

To my surprise, I’d find myself feeling a little jealous of these stories. These girls seemed to be having such a good time when he treated me like his sister at most. He was an attractive guy. Tall, gorgeous body these spectacular blue eyes. He was my friend but I wasn’t blind and there was an attraction there coupled with growing curiosity.

One night after a particular party we were outside alone enjoying the night and talking. I was finishing up my drink while he smoked. He asked how things were going with my boyfriend. I told him things were good and that we finally “did it”. He seemed to pay attention then. He probed for more details. I told him it was okay, it felt alright but not like it was in porn, I was convinced most of the girl’s reactions in videos were acts. I still hadn’t had an orgasm myself yet. He snorted at that, “what kind of guy are you fucking?”

I instantly jumped to my boyfriend’s defence. I explained to Bobby that it wasn’t his fault, in fact, I had read some articles about women who just can’t cum from sex and that I just think I’m one of them. “No, you aren’t.” He insisted. I shot back angry now, “How the hell would you know? We’ve had sex a ton of times now and it feels like nothing most of the time. It’s my damn body, seriously, don’t shame me.” He apologized, put out his cigarette and left me outside. I was fuming but also couldn’t let go of the way he seemed so sure I was wrong.

A few months passed and I had gotten over the argument. We didn’t talk about it again. The new semester had started and I had made the brilliant decision to take a class that started at 7 am. Being without a car (and with my boyfriend refusing to wake up so early to take me) I was forced to take public transit; I’d end up on campus at 5:30 am in the cold.

Bobby had his apartment a few blocks away from the school so he’d usually leave the door unlocked for me to come crash on the couch. One morning I walked in and found him already awake sitting on the couch watching a movie. “Hey, didn’t know you would be up,” I said sitting down next to him. He handed me the blanket I usually used. “Yeah, I wanted to see you.” He said. Kind of odd but I shrugged it off and relaxed leaning against him (this was not uncommon for me to cuddle up to my friends). The movie came to a scene with some topless girls with gorgeous breasts. I laughed nervously, “Wow uh… those are nice.” He slid his hand down my side “I bet yours are better.”

I instantly turned red, he’d never talked to me like that. All I could think was, “omg is this going to happen???” And the next thing was him moving in to kiss me. I’d like to say I pushed him off and stood up righteously for my relationship or reminded him that he had a new girlfriend but my body felt like it wasn’t even my own at that point. I kissed him back hard, kissed him like it would be the last kiss in my whole life. He slid his hands under my shirt, under my bra and gripped both breasts in his hands. Pinching and rolling my nipples, he caused me to moan softly in his mouth. He was such an amazing kisser the tension and chemistry were intense.

Pulling my top off, he revealed my full DD chest. He stopped and just stared at them for a while. The hungry look he had made me feel sexier than I ever had before. He stood up, I thought to pull out his cock. I was excited to see if it was as thick as I’d heard. My heart was pounding so hard I could hear it in my head. Instead, he lifted me off the couch and took me into his room throwing me onto the bed.

He was quickly on top of me, kissing me again though slower this time; more purposeful in his movements. I ran my hands all over him, pulling off his shirt and taking a look of him. He caught me staring and locked eyes with me. He was beautiful, his eyes were beautiful. I wanted to stay in that moment forever. Finally broke the long silence, he said- “How could you not see that I love you?”.

The emotion that hit me then was so raw, I felt tears welling up. “I love you too,” I whispered while trying to maintain my composure. He finally released me from his gaze slowly kissing along my collarbone and neck, “Will you let me make you cum?” He sounded so sweet, my body started to shake as I gave him a quick nod. He then reached over taking a piece of cloth from the table near his bed and bringing it back to blindfold me.

I couldn’t see him but the first thing I felt was his hands squeezing my thighs pushing them apart. I caught my breath as I felt him kissing down my legs and all over my pussy. He teased me with little flicks of his tongue briefly brushing across my clit making me jump. His tongue slipped between my labia playing with every piece. I felt his fingers slip into me while he moved his focus to my clit, sucking it first and then licking it with perfect long strokes. I was so sopping wet that when he slipped his finger into my ass too there was no resistance. It felt like pure ecstasy. I was bucking and moaning, I felt so free.

When he stopped to pull off my blindfold his breath was hot and his body was red. I could see the tip of his cock peeking out from his pants. I was out of breath but he knew what I wanted, I didn’t have to ask. He pulled down his pants and when I saw his cock I gasped. It was fucking huge. I know every guy says he has the most huge cock you’d ever see but this guy, my best friend, had the fattest, longest monster cock you’d only see in porn. And he NEVER bragged about his dick himself which blows my mind because it’s something to write home about.

I laughed and took it into my hand, “There’s no way that’s going to fit!” His throbbing dick was so stiff that my fingertips weren’t even close to being able to touch. “It will fit.” He teased while laying me back. “Do you want me to…suck it?” I asked nervously feeling a little lazy for not doing much of any work so far. “Not this time.” He said, “This time will be about you.”

He laid between my legs but didn’t immediately penetrate me Instead took some time to kiss me and stroke my hair. My whole body just relaxed it felt like I had taken a muscle relaxer. That’s when he reached for his cock and slowly pushed it against me. I could feel my lips spreading wide. I started to get a little scared. He took my hand in his, he must have noticed me begin to get tense, so keeping it slow, he thrust back and forth with short strokes. He was finally able to work the full tip in and I gasped at just that.

Kept checking in, he made sure nothing hurt, made sure I was ready and wanted more. “Please don’t stop,” I begged now, all I wanted was all of him. So he gave it, steadily pushing himself into my throbbing wet pussy, all the way to the hilt. The best way to describe how his cock made me feel was…. full. I felt filled up with him like there was no room for anything else.

He started to thrust a bit faster but kept each stroke luxuriously long. He’d press his body in firmly against my clit with each thrust creating this amazing duel stimulation. I was moaning and scratching his back. I could hear the wet smacking as he fucked me faster. On every thrust, my pussy lips gripped onto him tightly like they didn’t want to let him go either. I can’t imagine any recreational drug feeling any better than this man’s cock.

Suddenly I started to feel something peeking into my body. I didn’t know what it was at first- don’t laugh but I honestly was scared I might have to pee 😂 I tried to stop him. “Bobby wait I think I have to pee omg I’m sorry omg I think we need to take a break Idk what’s…” He took my hand into his and whispered “Shhh just relax… it’s okay…let it come. Cum for me baby.” Then he pressed into my clit firmly again while thrusting, not just fast now but hard.

I did as I was told, I stopped trying to fight the feeling that was peaking, I let go of control, let my legs fall open to the side, let my eyes roll back and let myself scream without shame as I came for the first time. He let out a moan himself pulling out quickly and cumming on my stomach and breasts. I skipped class that morning and we spent the rest of the day cuddling, sleeping and fucking.

Things were never the same after that, he had awakened a monster in me. The next few years were full of the wildest kinkiest sex I’d ever imagined. With Bobby I had my first threesome, my first party turned orgy and lots more. And though we didn’t end up together in the end we remain great friends- my husband has no shame in his appreciation for all the tricks my BFF taught me.