The summer before my Freshman year of college was full of memories. I had a girlfriend that understood we weren’t exclusive in our dating, I was really enjoying time with my FWB, and there was also the challenge of the chase after a couple other girls that summer as well.
Part of this summer was spending a week with a couple of buddies on a canoe trip in the wilderness. I was working the evening before that trip, and knew I had to be up early the next morning for us guys to hit the trail. Before heading out of town, I wanted to stop in and say goodbye to my girlfriend (Kristi) as well as my FWB (Andi), even though I had already told each of them the that I wouldn’t be able to see them this evening.
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By the time I got out of work, it was later than I had hoped, but decided to still stop in and see if Kristi was home. Upon ringing the doorbell at her home, I was happy, if not a little surprised, to see her coming to the door to greet me. Kristi was about 5’ 6” and 120 lbs. She was gorgeous, in shape, accompanied by nice D cups. She opened the door to let me in with a nice surprised smile, and immediately began walking back in as she normally would. I interrupted her by stating that “I can’t stay long. I have to be up at 2:30, but wanted to stop by one more time to say goodbye.”
She was happy that I stopped by, and we chatted for a few minutes before I moved in for a nice “see you in one week” kiss. Well, that kiss lingered. Then, it became more passionate. I embraced her tightly, squeezing her ass with one hand while my other hand was firmly at the back of her head as our mouths, lips, and tongues assaulted the other’s. I then realized the movement of her hand down my torso, directly to the bulge in my jeans. With a firm squeeze, she definitely gained my attention. I broke our kiss, and let out a moan of frustration. “I really have to go!” I feebly said. She responded by unfastening the button on my jeans, lower my zipper, and diving in to grasp my firm cock with both hands. “I think we need to take care of this before you leave” she replied, grinning sarcastically.
She pulled me by the hand into the basement family room. The advantage of this room was that we could hear the garage door open if her parents were to come home, and the entrance from the garage was on the upper level, which always provided enough time to pull ourselves together (known from previous experience). As she got into the room, she pulled me around and sat me on the couch. She yanked at my jeans and boxers, pulling them down below my knees. She then unzipped her jeans and stepped out of them and her panties as purposely as if she was about to step into the shower.
She didn’t waste any time. She moved in and landed one knee on the couch on one side of me, and straddled me with the other. She grabbed my cock by one hand as she steadied herself with her other hand against my chest. She guided my cock head to her pussy and began taking me in. While not fully lubricated, she was well on her way. She continued working my cock deeper into her pussy with each stroke, until she had me at full depth within her. She quickly worked into a vigorous rhythm, looking into my eyes as she did. Neither of us said anything, but she was on a mission with this goodbye fuck.
While her personal pleasure didn’t seem to be her intent, her eyes closed eventually while her face bore the look of the enjoyment of her actions. She continued grinding her pussy deeply upon my cock, alternating with long strokes all the way out of her pussy then deep onto me again. Now sloppy with her juices, our fucking got louder in that exhibit of pleasure. It was overwhelming for me. My cock was rock hard within her, and I knew that my orgasm was imminent. She was certainly skilled enough to realize this, and only quickened her pace. The involuntary pulsation of my orgasm began, and I shot my load into her pussy as she kept on, ensuring that she got every possible drop. Only when she was confident of this did she slow down and then finally stop, my cock still within her. I forget exactly what she said next, but it was along the lines of me getting a proper send off for the week.
With that, she got up off of me and began pulling on her panties and jeans. I stood up and pulled myself together as well. Back in order, she walked me to the door. With one more kiss and a “see you in a week”, I was out the door. It was a gleeful walk back to the car.
Now… Do I have time to stop in and say goodbye to Andi?
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I’m pulling out of the driveway, and begin to grin. There’s no way I’m not stopping over at Andi’s at this point. It may be greedy, but figured “what the fuck”.
Andi’s home was only a 10-minute drive, out in the country. While it was late in the evening, this isn’t the first time I had pulled in their driveway at this time of night. I saw the glow from the television through the window, so I knew someone was awake. I pulled around the house to park, and by the time I had the car shut off, Andi was at the door coming out to greet me. “Couldn’t leave town without saying goodbye?” she said to me, with a knowing grin. “You know me well” is about all I could muster for a reply.
Their patio and picnic table was right there, so that’s where we ended up talking. We filled a few minutes with small talk, reviewing my week ahead. Andi was wearing a t-shirt and sweatpants, her hair pulled back in a ponytail. If you’ve read my [previous story](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/3nhesb/at_work_with_fwb_in_the_walkin_cooler/) about Andi, you’ll remember that I truly appreciated her body… “She was petite and curvy; a well stacked 5’2”. Her 36D breasts were full, firm, and hung perfectly on her 18-year-old frame. Her curves continued on to her ass, which fitted her frame well. Her pussy was a thing of beauty…”
Eventually, Andi got to the question of “Did you stop and say goodbye to Kristi?” Now I need to provide a little context here. Andi knew that Kristi was my girlfriend, just like all our friends knew. Everyone knew that Andi and I were longtime friends, but no one (to my knowledge) knew about our FWB action. Andi did appreciate giving me crap about dating Kristi, yet still needing a little side action. Taking that ribbing was an insignificant cost to getting at least double the action! So, back to the question…
“Did you stop and say goodbye to Kristi?” “Yep, I did” I replied. At this point, I was sitting on the picnic table, my feet on the seat. Andi was standing in front of me, a hand on each of my thighs. “Did you get a real goodbye?” she inquired, a little grin betraying her attempt at playing it straight. With this question, she begins moving her hands up my legs. “Yes, I did get a real goodbye…” I sheepishly reply, putting my hands over hers “…and I didn’t get a chance to clean up.” She grins even more at this point and says “so you’re saying you’re a mess.” “Yeah, sorry about that” was my reply, because I had considered that conundrum but come to see her anyway.
She pulls her hands from under mine and makes a move for the button on my jeans. She gets that undone, unzips me, and shoves a hand down my underwear, grasping my semi-hard cock. My underwear had soaked up some of the mess from Kristi and I, but there were obviously some remaining juices. “So what you’re telling me is that after fucking her, you drove straight over here, still expecting to get some from me.” She’s close in on me know, between my legs, hand down my pants, face to face. Just as I was about to reply, she came in for a passionate kiss. She’s stroking my slick cock, which has quickly grown back into rock-hard status, while our tongues are battling it out, my hand now behind her head, pulling her in tighter.
She pulls out of our kiss, her hand retreating from my cock. For a split second, I thought it was over. She grabs my jeans and underwear, and yanks at them. I lift up to assist, and she pulls them down my thighs and beyond my knees. She shoves my chest back and grasps my cock once again, as I see her head move down and then feel her take me in. I couldn’t believe it.
It was so fucking hot! I leaned back, resting on my elbows. She’s going to town on my cock, exhibiting her natural cock-sucking skills. She made it appear effortless… the sucking, the licking, varying from teasing my head to taking me deep. She did it eagerly. The twist, this time, was the mix of juices that were there to begin with. She absolutely made a point of looking up at me while she took time to not only suck my cock well, but to suck and lick my balls, and all around my cock. She didn’t say a word, but the look in her eyes absolutely conveyed her position of dominance as she cleaned up my and Kristi’s remains. That put me over the top.
She picked up on my imminent orgasm, and urged it on with deep strokes upon my cock. As I began pulsing, she continues on, sucking down every drop of my cum, stimulating me to give her more. Finally, she relents. She slows, finally releases me and looks at me. “Now you’re cleaned up.”
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