I wanted to share a story that I have been obsessed with ever since I heard it years ago. This happened to my wife during college who has told it to me a few times cause she knows it turns me on. Also as a disclaimer, this might not be the craziest story but that might just be because it's a true story.
As a bit of background, my wife (20 - at the time of the story), roomed with her best friend, H (20), for the last 3 years of school. Like most friendships they shared pretty much everything with each other from classes to guys they were seeing.
My wife went to a college in the US located in major city and they would bounce from parties to city bars most weekends. My wife is about 5'4, petite, shoulder-length brown hair, fairly small chest but great legs and perfect ass.
She was and is a looker. But she always told me that whenever they went out, H always got all the attention. She is taller, like 5'8, with pale skin and dark brown hair - where it almost looks black. She ran track in college so had incredible legs and ass and had great boobs.
She would wear her hair long where it would fall between her shoulder blades and would dress like any other girl at school. She is also super confident and doesn't take shit from anyone. My wife said she had seen H tell off dudes at parties or bars who had come up and hit on them in a way H thought was disrespectful. My wife says "you didn't mess with H."
During their freshman year, H was seeing a guy on the football team, M, who was a year older. M was a big guy on the O line about 6'7 and over 300 lbs. My wife says they were never official but were together almost every day.
It was during this time when they became friends so she would hang out with M and H and they would chill at the football house or go to other team parties. Towards the end of freshman year they stopped seeing each other as much and when my wife and H moved in together for sophomore year she considered them to be done.
H had a few bfs during sophomore year, but would tell my wife that M would hit her up every once in awhile. At first H said she'd leave him on read or tell him to fuck off, but towards the end of sophomore year, she met up with him at least once or twice between bfs.
So now for the story. it's the start of junior year and my wife and H move into a new apartment just off campus. The apartment is pretty small with a stair case that goes up to the second floor of a row house right from street level. For the layout, once you come up the stairs it empties into a small main room where the TV, the couch and some chairs, and a small galley kitchen were, then it went down a short hallway with three doors. First was the bathroom, next was the H's bedroom, and at the end of the hall was my wife's bedroom. Just picture a small city apartment where you're pretty much living on top of each other - even in your own room.
At this time H was seeing some guy she had known at school - my wife describes him as just your "basic college guy" lol. They had been together for a few months and he had been to their new apartment a ton.
About a month or two after classes started back up, my wife was coming home drunk one night around 11 from a friend's house. She comes up the stairs and as soon as she gets to the main room, she can hear H fucking someone in her room.
This wasn't totally uncommon given how small it was, she had heard H fucking her bf before but it never sounded like this. My wife froze because of how loud it was and at that point saw sneakers by the couch that like "10 inches bigger than anything her bf could fit into."
She then hears a man yell from H's room - "you like that big dick, don't ya?" And immediately hears H yell back "Yes!!" at the top of her lungs. My wife says she was honestly shocked she hadn't heard them fucking from outside on how loud they were.
She doesn't remember how long she stood in the same spot listening to them go at it but she felt like it was forever. She said the sounds were insane and unlike anything she had ever heard. The "clapping" sound of him going in and out was so loud and so fast she told me she would have believed it was actually them clapping from H's room as a prank.
But she said she could hear him slap her and say the most degrading stuff to her. And H fucking loved it. She told me she had never heard H sound like that or say the things she was saying. Whatever he told her to do she would apparently obey. She was calling him daddy, begging to him to fuck her hard, switching to whatever position he wanted, begging to have his big dick.
At one point, my wife said he was fucking her really hard and she was moaning, and she heard him stop suddenly. At that point H starts begging him to keep going, almost frantically - "no no no nonononno. Please please please please." He made H beg him and degrade herself till he would start back up.
At some point she realized she had just been standing there and had to make it to her room, but H's door was half open. She built up the courage to walk by but they didn't see her pass. H's bed was perpendicular to the door, and when my wife looked in as she walked by, she saw M on his knees on the bed, fucking H doggystyle facing the headboard.
One hand with a fistful of hair pulling H's hair back so hard that her face was pointing towards the ceiling, and the other smacking and grabbing her ass. She said H's eyes were closed while her ass and tits bounced each time M pushed into her.
She had hung out with M a ton of time freshman year, but he had definitely gotten bigger since the last time she had seen him. She told me the contrast in size between the two of them was even hotter than the sounds. M was this huge 6'7 300lbs guy, fucking this smoke-show pale-skin brown/black hair sweet little girl, almost a foot shorter than her, who was absolutely debasing herself for this guy. She's told me it was the hottest thing she has ever seen in real life by a long shot.
She made it to her room and said she just laid on her bed drunk listening to them fuck until she fell asleep. She realized she had never heard the M and H fuck, and honestly had never pictured or thought about it before hand. She told me she probably fell asleep some time after midnight. She said by the time she woke up he was gone, and H had left to meet her bf for brunch (H told my my wife that when they saw each other later that day but my wife thinks they M and H left together).
I guess as some sort of epilogue, H is now married to a guy she met during her senior year at school. She does say that H watches football on Sundays with her husband and there are a few players that are her favorites - linemen - and she'll text my wife whenever she sees them about how "daddy is looking good."
After the my wife first told me the story, she'll show me her phone when H texts her about "daddy." And honestly whenever I see H, I can only picture her getting destroyed by a cock twice her size.
FUCK MY WIFE!
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