I had so much fun writing my last gonewildstories post that I just had to think back for another set of fun experiences.
I don’t really do relationships much. I get bored easy, so I generally keep a fuck buddy or two around when the *urge* strikes. My favorite is a woman, we’ll call her K. K and I met in college, and we *hated* each other at first, namely because we’re exactly the same sort of person. Except, she’s tall and willowy, and I’m small and delicately curvy. Eventually post-graduation, we made our tenuous peace, and got together for drinks when our similar jobs brought us to the same city for a weekend.
Drinks led to other things. Fun things.
We met up at her hotel bar and stayed until it closed, sipping wine and reminiscing about school. Turns out, we hated each other for a dumb reason (of course), and could have been best friends if we weren’t both too stubborn to reach out first. When the bar closed we headed upstairs, to order room service and chat some more.
That chat led to admissions of bisexuality from both of us, and a distinct lack of *female companionship* in both of our lives. The idea of fucking around was floated, and like the [redacted occupation]s we are, we sat down and made a list of exactly what that would entail. Basically, unless we’re fucking, about to fuck, or have just fucked, we don’t exist to each other. It’s not a relationship, and we’re not ever going to be in one. We’re too similar and we both fight dirty.
Simple enough.
This was neither one of our first times with a woman, and there was no awkwardness. We kissed, and it was electric. Literally, static built up from the hotel room carpet and pantyhose and *zap*.
After that little mishap we decided maybe we were wearing too much clothing, so we hastily stripped down to underthings. I have a predilection for lacy lingerie, and she shares that trait. Once we were divested of our business attire, we went back at it. We both have a particular fondness for making out, and she was the one who discovered I can orgasm from nipple stimulation. When that happened, she giggled this devious little giggle, and pulled some bobby pins out of her hair, and applied them to my sensitive little nipples.
We play-fought a little, both trying to be on top, but she’s taller and marginally stronger so she won. I still say I let her win. She straddled my hips, and tweaked my nipples, before kissing my neck and working her way down to my wet little slit. I still had my lace panties on, and she kissed through them, and worked them down to my thighs, teasing me some more before she pulled them off completely.
Even though we weren’t friends during school, she’s always been talented orally. Then it was debates, and now it was her tongue buried deep inside my cunt. She has this way of sucking on my clit and looking up at me with those big green eyes that makes me weak and tingly all over. I grabbed her by the wavy blonde hair and pulled her up to kiss me, and she made me gasp by replacing her tongue with her long, lovely fingers, fucking them in and out while I nibbled her lips.
I came a second time, and finally flipped her over, yanking her panties off, humping her leg desperately while I worked at her bra. I slipped down her body, and gave her inner thighs a solid bite just to annoy her, before latching onto her clit. Good lord she tasted nice. She didn’t take long, she was already quite worked up. She gets real sensitive after she has an orgasm so she was squirming and writhing as I kept licking and sucking. She dragged me up the bed to her, and we kissed, both our mouths tasting like the other’s pussy. We fell asleep briefly, waking up ravenous later. We finally managed to order room service, and pulled on robes for the brief ten seconds it took to drop the cart off.
We spent the rest of the night hanging out, lazily reaching over to pull on nipples or rub in places that felt nice. We fell asleep together, and in the morning we showered together, kissing, covering in soap suds, as we discussed the parameters of this friendship with benefits.
So now I see her if we both happen to be in the same town, but we don’t actively make plans. I wrote this because she was in town last night, and I met her at her hotel on my way home from the airport. My pussy still tingles when I think of her.
Basically, the reason I don’t do relationships is because I like fucking a lot of people.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/6q62p0/ff_my_favorite_fuck_buddy_and_why_i_dont_do
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