Stacy was my best friend. I trusted her. Look what she did.
I knew Stacy since she was Steve. She was super shy, always had her nose in a book. In middle school she cam out as trans. Her parent were super supportive. Gave her what she wanted. In high school she had breast implants. She still had a penis, everyone saw it in the locker room, and a few times I saw it erect, so I know it worked. It was about average in size. If she ever got an erection near us in the locker room she would apologize and leave the room till it went down. We started hanging out when I can out as lesbian. I had been with a few guys, and I liked it, but it just was not what I wanted. I experimented with my friend during a sleepover and knew what I wanted.
Stacy had long blond hair. She was slightly muscular, a little taller than most girls, but always looked like on of us. She had great tits, a round ass and if she was not trans, could have any guy in school. I was not. Tomboy till my Junior year. Then started hanging out with Stacy. She helped me pick clothes, makeup, flirt. I was just Meg. I have shorter black hair, small breasts, flat butt, if you looked and Stacy and me, we were the opposite. I always had guys asking for me, but I was lesbian. Stacy was always there for me. She was my best friend. We went to prom together. Had a few rumors stating we were dating, but we were just good friends.
We both never dated much in high school. Stacy and I hung out and became best friends. When we graduated, we decided to go to the same school. We rented a house with 2 other girls and settled into college life. They knew Stacy was trans, but we never really hung out with them out side of some movie nights. They were a year a head of us and had their own friends.
If you looked at Stacy, you would not tell she was trans. She took so much care in her makeup and her parents spared no expense. She has nicer breasts than me, and mine are real. Flowing blonde hair and completely hairless body. I never looked at her sexually mush.
I hear she slept with a few guys, though I did not hear who or how it was.
I had been with a few guys, it was meh. I had been with a few girls, and it was heaven. Though after some thought, I realized I was Bi.
It was a hard semester for me. I took a ton of hard classes first, I wanted to take an easy spring semester, Stacy and I booked a trip to The Bahamas for spring break. I hit the books hard, and I was rewarded with amazing grades. We decided to go to a party at one of the frat houses. Our roommates invited us.
Stacy, all dolled up, me, her doll she helped get sexy. She wore a tight green dress with tennis shoes. She wanted to be comfortable. She looked amazing. She put me in a black skirt and white top. She did my makeup and I looked good.
On our way to the party, Stacy game me a modified talk that parents give to their daughters before college, though instead of “Don t take drinks from strangers and don’t go alone to a strangers room”, it was, “Don’t take drinks from strangers unless you want to fuck them and don’t go alone to a strangers room unless you want to fuck them. “
She said she would keep an eye on me if I kept my eye on her.
“I got you Stacy,” I said as we entered the house.
It was loud, packed, and I was in love. As we walked in, our roommates gave a quick, drinks are there, rooms are upstairs, don’t get pregnant, and boom, gone.
We looked at each other and got drinks.
It was not long before we were surrounded by guys. Mostly for Stacy, but some for me, though I think I was the target for the wing men. We chatted, got more drinks, danced a bit. Then I met a girl named Ayana. She was great. She looked amazing. Great body.
“You are fun, Wanna Dance?” Ayana said.
“Yeah, let me tell Stacy,” I glanced at Stacy she was talking to a few guys. She looked over and gave a have fun nod.
“Lets Go!” I said.
We weaved our way to the living room/dance floor. All the chairs and couches were moved out and a DJ was shushed in a corner. He was just playing music from his laptop. We got to the dance floor and just danced, jumped around, screamed lyrics with the crowd, and had a ball. Oh, and drank. And drank. She kissed me part way and I kissed her back. We traded numbers. I knew I was going to meet her again. I think I am in love.
I then tried to find Stacy. Stumbled around a bit. I asked one of the guys she was with and he said try the bathroom. The first was occupied by a guy taking s shit. I know, because as I knocked, he just opened the door. I doubt I will ever get that vision out of my mind.
I went to the second and just barged in, not sure why, I was pretty drunk. I look and I found Stacy. With 2 guys. She is on her knees, one dick she is sucking and the other she has in her hand.
I quickly apologize.
“Sorry Stacy! I should have knocked,” I hold my hand up. “Finish, I am fine, I will be right outside”
Stacy looked like she was about to get up, but my hand stopped her. I hand a great night and I wanted her to as well.
I wait outside the bathroom.
After about 10 minutes, Ayana walked by.
“Hey Meg!” Ayana shouted jumping into my arms. “Waiting for the bathroom, I hear someone is getting tag teamed in there. I would use the one upstairs.”
“Yeah, it is my friend Stacy.” I said.
“Oh wow,” Ayana said stepping back.
“Its cool, she needs to have fun too!”
“Ok, well I am taking off, my friend and I got an Uber and heading back to the dorms. I am going to text you tomorrow, we have to hang out!” She said. She gave me a long kiss and then took off.
Wow, I thought. This was a fun night.
A few minutes later, the door the bathroom opens and one of the guys walks out, shutting the door before I can look in.
“They will be right out,” He said quickly as he walked away.
A few minutes go by and the door opens and the guys walks out and walks past without saying anything.
I look in and I see Stacy fixing her dress.
“Well, looks like you had some fun,” I said jokingly. I shut the door.
“Yeah, it was, are you good? Looks like we both had a bit to drink. Lets get out of here.”
We left. We only lived about 20 minutes from the house.
“She, I saw you were getting some action. Who were they?” I said, nudging her.
“Yeah, they were fun. First time with 2 guys. Most guys turn and run when they hear I am trans. I think they were drunk enough to be blown by me, the 2nd actually fucked me. Though he did not want to help me out if you know what I mean.”
We stumble to the house. Our roommates were still at the party. We both stumble into my room. We slept in the same room a few times, my be was bog enough for both of us. I took my dress off and tossed it aside. I laid down. I looked at Stacy as she stripped. I was soaking wet. Not from looking at Stacy, but from Ayana, seeing Stacy on her knees sucking those guys and thinking what it would look like to see Stacy fuck.
In that moment, Stacy was hot. She pulled down her panties and I saw her erect dick. She took her bra off.
She looked at me, I opened my legs a bit. She walked over.
“So…. We doing this?”
I just opened my legs a bit more. I was in a haze. I saw Stacy as a girl, I was horny and wanted Ayana.
Stacy Jumped on me and started kissing me. She quickly removed my panties and bra. I felt her finger plunge into me. I was ready.
“Jeez, Meg, you are ready.”
She started licking my clit, rubbing the inside of my G spot. She knew everywhere I needed to be touched. Just like the other girls I slept with, Stacy’s hands and tongue were magical. I done know how long or how many times I came, I felt Stacy slide up and start kissing me. I then felt her dick push in me.
“You have a condom right?” I ask between kisses.
“Yes baby,” She said speeding up.
I moan. I could feel her breasts against mine. She licked and caressed my breasts. Sucked my nipples. I felt another orgasm wash over me and I felt Stacy's dick pound me. She pulled out and I felt empty. She quickly flipped me over and she was back in me. He hands gripped my waist as she fucked me. I never felt like this with a guy. I braced my arm against the wall as I pushed back with her thrust.
“Oh god, yes. Stacy, god, fuck me,” I moaned.
“I knew you would like this.” She said back.
“Oh fuck, I am cumming again, keep going, don’t stop,” I moaned as I gripped her dick with my pussy.
I felt Stacy tense up a bit. Knowing what I know now, she was cumming. In me. With no condom. I felt warm, but I thought it was my orgasm, She kept fucking.
“Oh, I’m Cumming,” Stacy Moaned.
“Just cum in the condom, Not a fan of cum.” I said back, exhausted.
She moaned and pulled out. I felt liquid run down my let but I was too exhausted to look. I trusted Stacy.
“Wow, you were soaking wet.” Stacy said as she took me in her arms.
“Yeah, it was fun, but we only did this because I was drunk and horny. I met a girl at the party. You are my best friend and I don’t want to change that ok?” I said looking into Stacy’s eyes.
“For the best,” she said Kissing my forehead.
I smiled and drifted to sleep.
I felt pressure and pleasure. I was rocking. I slowly opened my eyes and Stacy was on top of me, fucking me.
“Oh god Stacy, again?”
“Sorry, I just wanted one last fuck.”
“I am exhausted, just use a condom.” I said as she kept going. I was out.
I woke up, hung over. Stacy was gone. It was light out. I was sore. I could see some squirts of cum on my stomach. I feel my pussy. It is still soaking wet. It was cum, but I did not believe it. I quickly shower and find Stacy. In her room.
“Hey Meg. Hey, so I am sorry about last night. I should have left after the first time.” She hugged me.
“Its fine, were both drunk and had an eventful night. Like I said. It needs to end now. No more sex. Just friends. I found someone at the party and we hit it off.”
“Yes, we are good. Let me get dressed and lets head to breakfast!”
I am staring at the test. The pregnancy test. Ayana told me to take one as I was feeling sick in the mornings. Ayana was next to me. Holding me. We started dating almost right away. I started hanging out with Ayana and her friends and less with Stacy. That night did change things. I stopped seeing her as my best friend, but as a sexual partner. I caught her looking at me. In the shower, I had to stop her a few times when we slept in the same bed. She tried to have sex again. One day about a month after, she moved out and said she was transferring to a school closer to home. She then blocked me. I never heard from her again.
“Ayana, This is going to come back negative. I have not had sex with anyone but you.” I said.
“I just want to be sure. I care for you. I trust you”
We looked. Positive.
Ayana started crying.
“How cold you!” She got up and left.
I never slept with a guy…… Oh no. Stacy. That bitch!