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TIFU by agreeing to a threesome with my best friend

i (f19) and my best friend, eva (f19), have been inseparable since 5th grade. her and i are polar opposites, i’m mixed, on the shorter side, with brown eyes and hair, and a bit chunky i’ll admit. while eva is white, blonde hair, green eyes, with a lanky athletic build. she’s very extroverted, i’m on the shyer side, she’s the one that got all the boys attention, i was the supportive best friend. i’ve always thought she was the most attractive girl i’ve had the pleasure of meeting. earlier last week eva said she’s been watching a lot of threesome porn, and started having thoughts about being with another girl. i’m bisexual myself, and pretty shy when it comes to sex, as i only lost my virginity last year and have had one sexual partner since.

eva, again, is the exact opposite she’s been sexual since her early teens and has been open about her sex life. we have always joked about being gay for each other, we give each other a quick peck on the lips when we have to go after hanging out, and we even made a pact that if we’re married by 30 we’ll marry each other. so this led me to jokingly saying we should have a threesome with someone to find out if she’s bi or not, and she seriously agreed, which i obviously didn’t turn down.

we decided to make a tinder account with both of us explaining how we just want someone, preferably a guy, as to her request, to join us no strings attached. after finding a suitable match, we met up beforehand to explain the boundaries and rules we talked about. the next day would be when it all happened, for me it was a great experience, and afterwards eva agreed.

now as much as me and eva are opposite, one thing we absolutely do have in common is our taste in men. i don’t want to sound pretentious, but i do feel the man paid a bit more attention to me than eva. later the guy we were intimate with gave me his number afterwards while eva was cleaning up in the bathroom, i thought he did the same with her. this is where it all falls apart.

after the fact she said she knows she said no strings attached but she wanted to see the guy again, i ofc told her to go for it. but when she checked on tinder to message him he has unmatched, she wasn’t too happy about. i just said to text him, and she said she didn’t have his number, confused i said well he gave it to me.

she got absolutely furious saying how that was selfish and rude, that i was trying to keep him for myself, and i wanted too much attention from men. i tried to explain i thought he had also given her his number, but she wouldn’t listen.

we haven’t had a fight this big ever, she hasn’t called or texted me back since then, i feel like such a bad friend for letting a random person come between us like that. i will admit i did text the guy telling him the situation and we have had a couple of conversations since. i just don’t want 8 years of friendship going down the drain, especially if it’s my fault.

TL;DR: me and bsf had a threesome, guy gave me his number, but not her, now she hates me.

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