I [24F] slept with my friend's toxic ex boyfriend and have zero regrets.

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For context, my friend 26F, let's call her Meg, dated this guy Tyler [32M] for seven months. She left because three months into the relationship he would stop meeting yer emotional needs, classic avoidant asshole who shuts down especially once the initial attraction of a new relationship fades away. I remember spending multiple occasions encouraging her to break up with him. Not because of any nefarious intentions but because I genuinely thought she deserved better.

Until that point I had only met him twice while they were together, once at her birthday, once when we had a double date with them and my own ex boyfriend.

I always thought he was a good looking man but I never felt anything more, besides I already had a boyfriend. Meg and Tyler broke up earlier this year. And I had a break up two months after that.

When I was randomly swiping through a dating app, Tyler popped up, and without really thinking I swiped right on him.

He reached out first with a “You know who I am.” And I sent back, “Yeah. Still swiped.”

We got to talking, and halfway he admitted thinking this was about Meg. I assured him it wasn't. We did a back and forth for a week, and I really began enjoying our banter. On the weekend he suggested meeting up, so I called him over to a restaurant not far from my apartment.

We had drinks with dinner, and really hit it off. Flirting, getting to know more about eachother, occasional hand holding. He joked about dating the wrong friend. When we were done he offered to drop me home since I had ubered there. But when I was getting out of the car, I turned and asked him if he wanted to come in and he grinned.

The second the door shut, and as I started to walk to get him some water to drink, he came up behind me and wrapped his arms around me. He is quite tall and it was easy for him to crowd me. I rubbed my hips against his front just as I craned my face and kissed him. He made me walk back all the way to the couch till I was sitting on his lap with my back to him. He nibbled my neck and parted my legs. I was wearing a dress that ended just above my knees and hence the act simply exposed me. His hands slid my panties to the side and what followed was the most intense "finger fucking" experiences I've ever had.

He kept whispering, kissing, biting my neck as his fingers made a puddle of my cunt.

At that point I was delirious with need and NEEDED him.

I begged him to take me to the bedroom, and he picked me up. Carried me in and simply threw me on the bed. I still had my dress on now bunched up at the waist but before I could wiggle out, he already Straddled himself over my body. With his own tshirt still on which I took off because I needed to feel his skin. I wrapped my arms around his back and my legs around his waist as he began ramming into me like he had been angry at the world and fucking me into the bedsheetvwas the only cure to it. I didn't ask him to pull out and simply held my legs bound tight around his waist when I knew he was about to cum, I held his face close to mine as he grunted ropes of cum inside me. I've been on a Birth control implant since a few years now so it realy wasn't a scare.

We were both panting and he collapsed beside me. I finally freed myself from my dress and my bra and mounted him. His cock had gone soft after the intense round now, but we simply made out, rubbing our bodies against eachother before we cuddled and I fell asleep half on him half on the bed.

We woke up with my alarm going off, but after hitting snooze, I kissed his chest again, which prompted a few more moments of making out till he suddenly fisted my hair and yanked my head to make me look at him. His other hand grabbed mine and guided it to his morning wood. I simply nooeded and slid lower. Beginning with slow and gentle licks and kisses to his cock, and when I finally had my lips wrapped around, he grasped my hair again only to actually practically bob my head up and down his length. I gagged and he let me come up for air a couple times, before he finally sprayed the back of of my throat with his cum. Just as I pulled my head up he shot a couple of generous droplets more which remained on my tongue.

I offered to make him breakfast, but he left twenty minutes after. We still text but agreed to not date. I never told Meg about this, but I'm really not sorry for that night. I hope she never finds out.