I apologize in advance for the super long build up, bear with me…
For starters, I've been single for the past six-plus years, but in the interim, I've had a couple FWB's. My current one I've known for about 4 years, but we haven't done as much as I'd like. Part of the problem is that neither of us live in places that allow for much privacy. But the other part has just left me frustrated…
There are times where my home will be empty for a weekend, and I'll try to get her over, but every time something "comes up" or she becomes harder to get a hold of than someone in the witness protection program.
It all boiled over for me two weeks ago. Empty house, no work obligations, and all I had planned was to have her over and use her. She constantly texts me telling me how she needs it rough, wants to be used, etc…, so I knew what I wanted to do.
The weekend arrives, and… crickets. I hear nothing from her on Friday or Saturday until midnight on Saturday. "Sorry, something came up, are you free tomorrow?" she says. Well, I had to work on Sunday, but there'd be a short window of time for her to come by. Not what I had planned, but better than nothing, I suppose.
As I'm getting ready to leave work, I quick text her, but nothing. I get home, run a few quick errands since at this point, I'm pretty much not expecting to hear from her at all. I get back from that, and text her that we still have a little time so she'd have to be quick… "or don't respond and blow me off. Again." I write.
"Hey sorry I'm with my family," she says 10 minutes later.
I look at my phone, then toss it aside. To say I was less than pleased would be an understatement.
Fast forward to late Thursday night. She texts me saying the only time this can work for us is during the week late at night, and it'd have to be in one of our cars somewhere because her family will always interrupt or whatever. I read it, and casually toss my phone aside. She keeps texting me through the rest of the night, suggesting she could meet up with me right away. I ignore it.
Friday night, 6 p.m. She asks if I'm free. Honestly, I was, I was just pissed at her for not being totally honest with me, and not responding even when she couldn't get together. Later that night, another text, saying once she starts playing with herself, it'll be too late. In another text, she wondered if someone else had my phone or I lost it.
11 p.m. and she's still awake. "Will I have to have fun all alone?" she wonders… "Down for anything lol" she continues.
Then she calls me. No answer from me, I'm still pissed at her. One final text asking me to let her know if I'm free the next day.
I go the rest of the weekend without a word to her. Monday night I get home from work and text her saying that before we have sex again, or even talk about it, we need to talk.
I tell her I feel like she hasn't been honest with me, and that's more frustrating to me than not getting laid. She says she'll make it up to me.
Later that night, I get a random snapchat from her, of a watch she just ordered off Amazon. We talk briefly about watches, before she says she's down for tonight. I suggested a place, and we went.
We both parked atop a parking garage about 15 minutes from our respective places. We got into her car, said our hellos (and she apologized again), and got down to business.
I pulled her cute, petite body closer and kissed her. She's about 5' 4" with shoulder length light brown hair, wears glasses and had small B cup boobs. Just a cute, tight body.
I quickly got hard, and then took her shorts and thong off and had her spread her legs in the back seat and began licking her shaved pussy. She tasted really good, and got very wet very quickly. I then slipped a finger inside her, palms up and found her g-spot while licking her clit. My right hand found her left nipple, and when I hit her spot just right, she'd clutch at my right arm. This happened 3 or 4 times while I ate her out. If this was a sign I made her cum, she never said, but I took it as she was enjoying my work.
Soon enough, she asked if I was gonna put my cock inside her. I was more than ready to, given how long she had kept me waiting.
I licked my fingers clean, raised up, and she scooted forward, presenting her soaking wet pussy for me. I slid in with little trouble, and once I was all in, I figured I would tease her as punishment for denying me this pleasure for so long. I pulled out, and slapped the tip of my cock against her clit, and slid it along her lips while telling her why I was teasing her. She pouted, and then I slowly slid back in.
"Fuck me hard," she said. I began to pick up the pace as best I could while holding my torso up in the back seat of her car. The distraction of holding myself upright in her car was enough of a distraction to keep me from cumming nearly immediately given how wet and excited she was.
Eventually I got tired of holding myself up, and told her to ride me. I sat down, and she straddled me for a while. I tried bucking my hips up into her, but I couldn't really get good enough leverage to do so, so I let her do the work for a bit while I recuperated.
She started to wonder if I was gonna cum at all, and given how long it had been since I last got off (it had been almost a week), I knew that wouldn't be a problem. She got tired of riding me, so we went back to her lying on her back and I got on top of her.
Once I sank back in, I knew it wouldn't be long. I picked up the pace, and felt that familiar build up. Just before I exploded, I pulled out and came on her pussy mound, leaving quite the mess.
I handed her a small towel I brought with me to clean up, we got dressed, and went our separate ways.
We haven't talked since, but I will try to get together with her in the next week…
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3nits2/finally_reuniting_with_my_fwb_mf