I [f]inally got to have sex with my [f]wb

I’ve been thinking about writing this story down, but it’s my first time writing something like this, so please do not expect too much. Next, there will be a lot of build up, since this is quite a long story, and the sexy part is quite short, I’m afraid – I’m sorry. But you know, maybe, in the future… If that’s all you’re here for, you have to stick up with me, because I’m not gonna put any stars or text indicating where it starts.

To begin with a little background: the names in this piece are made up. When I was thinking about writing this down, I though of the name Sam (on which my name is based, which is a throwaway for obvious reasons, or at least for only posting on this sub). The name Sam just fits her. She’s about 6’5″, we both are. She has a piercing and some tats and is curvy, with very, very nice boobs. I’m more slim build, with very small boobs, but apperently she liked it.

We met at summer camp, where we both were counselers. It was her first time, I’ve been joining the same camp for years as a child and for a few years as a counseler now, so I pretty much knew all the people and most of the kids. She was new and introduced herself to me and some others, seemingly a bit awkward. For the first day, we didn’t engage a lot, up until all the kids were in bed and we were just playing some games. She came sit next to me and we talked a bit, but not much – not until the following day. The day passed as usual and in the evening we had the kids prepare some sort of show. I’ve seen it too much to be utterly impressed and she was planning to step outside for a smoke, asked me to join. During the day, we had met up a bit more, we discovered we were both gay (you know, gay handshakes and stuff? Nah, just fairly good gaydars, I suppose), so during her smoke we talked some more. Somehow, we ended up on the topic of relationships and since I’m a honest girl, I told her I had a girlfriend. However, said girlfriend and I have been in an open relationship for a while, so… you know?
After the kids were put to bed, we kept talking and sharing beers and stories. We were sitting on a couch, just laughing a bit, and Sam’s face was suddenly very close to mine. At some point we noticed the sky was turning grey instead of black, and the birds were waking up, so we decided to head to bed. The next morning she told me she went to my tent, because she “didn’t feel like sleeping alone”. However, I, a petite girl with some beers down, was sleeping the moment I got into my tent, so I basically cockblocked myself.

After summer camp, we kept in contact. We talked and met up a few times, and the (sexual) tension was definitely there. She didn’t make a move, so I decided to move things forward a bit. I invited her to go to a club with me and some friends. The evening started nice enough, we had a barbecue in the park, played some beer pong at my house and then moved on to the city centre. She was definitely touchy and after she kissed my cheek, I decided to just go for it (I really appreciated her as a friend at this point, so I did’nt want to fuck up things) and kiss her. Apperently a good move, because she kissed me back, in the middle of the club. Since I’m not a big fan of snogging someone in the club, we decided to head home. Sadly, due to too much consumed alcohol, we fell asleep without anything more. As you see, I’ve got quite a talent for cockblocking (or the female version) myself.

But, slowly but surely we moved on – I though. Until Sam told me that she wasn’t sure about doing anything with me. Even though my girlfriend is fully aware of this and Sam knew this, she just didn’t feel comfortable with kissing me – or so she said. So, nice and sweet person I am, I kind of gave up. However, about a week later, we were together in my city and she couldn’t grab public transport to get home again, so she came home with me. We were fooling around a bit, just talking and teasing, until suddenly she kissed me. Well, I’m not one to ignore a change if it’s right in the open, so I kissed her back. I felt Sam’s hands going under my shirt, unfastening my bra and softly stroking my nipples, which became hard instantly. My hands were down her neck, slowly going under her shirt as well, until she broke away. ‘I can’t do this.’ I must’ve looked a bit weirded out, because she removed her hands and hid her face in my neck, while I was slowly getting my breath.
‘So… What?’ I asked.
‘I just can’t do this. I’m so sorry,’ she told me. ‘Just… not this, okay?’ I sighed and stroked her hair.
‘Yeah, sure. I understand.’

I didn’t. Seriously, women, (or woman, in this specific case) get your mind straight!

Well, she did. She moved a little closer to where I live and invited me to come over. We drank some beers (but not as much as before, I definitely learn from my mistakes) and went over to her house. After a short tour (I was there to see her house, after all), we moved to the bedroom. I grabbed a shirt from my back in which I was supposed to be sleeping and she snitched it out of my hand. ‘You won’t need it,’ Sam told me. She installed herself in bed after removing her jeans. I looked at her and was reminded, once again, that she didn’t want to have sex with me. However, I was also reminded about the fact that during the night she had been making allusions all. day. long. So, I went to lay down in my regular shirt and looked at her. ‘So, if I can’t have my shirt… what then?’ She rummaged through her nightstand and came up with a bottle.
‘Well, I can give you a massage.’ I’m not one to deny a massage, so I quickly pulled out my shirt and went to lie down. My bra was pretty, black and lacy, but I might not have given her much chance to observe. She quickly opened the clasp and began to softly spread the massage oil all over my back and shoulders. Her hands were warm and thorough and I laid down and relaxed. After she was done, I turned my head and looked at her.
‘You want a massage as well?’ She nodded, handed me the bottle and removed her shirt. I kind of moved into my own bra again, not being confident enough to do something like that naked, and returned the favour. She definitely did not get into her bra again and instead moved towards me, grabbed my wrists and kissed my. This time, I had full access to her breasts and noticed they were beautiful, even though she turned out the lights quite quickly after that. We didn’t speak, let our bodies to the job. She removed my bra again and kept kissing me, while my hands rummaged over her body, stroking her breasts, her nipples. Slowly, her hands traveled towards my jeans (for the love of God, skinny jeans are a hell and I keep forgetting that), opened them and pulled them out, with a little help from me. I shoved down my socks and rolled towards her, kissing her, stroking her hair. She pushed me down on my back and her hands went down again, towards my underwear, which she slowly pulled down too. I grasped for breath and she kissed me again, while her fingers kept where they were, slowly navigating the area. Then, she moved her finger towards me and began slowly stroking my clitoris. I was aware of her roommates and tried to be silent, but some wimpering noises escaped my mouth and she made move to kiss me again. ‘Sssj, ssj,’ she whispered in my ear, while slowing inserting her finger in me. I gasped for breath for real now and held her against me, tried to be quiet. Soon, my hips started to buckle and move on their own account and I could not held in a soft moan when she made me reach my orgasm. Panting, I laid down, but I don’t like being a starfish and I guess no one does, do I made my hands move towards her underwear, but she pushed my hands away. Okay, maybe not.

We lay spooning for a while and it was silent before she talked again. ‘Ready for a surprise?’ I wasn’t sure what she meant, but slowly nodded. I heard her rummaging through her nightstand again (which is always a good sign), but because of the darkness in the room, couldn’t see what Sam was doing. However, in a few seconds, I could feel the lube she had grabbed, when she again inserted her fingers in me. It was unexpected and I grasped, she pulled her hand away and I couldn’t do anything else than move quite frustrated against her. Sam laughed softly. ‘My house, my rules.’ Her voice was soft and a bit hoarse in my ear and I felt a shivering going down my spine. However, I do not control my body as well as I sometimes want and moved against her, again. ‘What are you gonna do?’ she asked me. Well, legitimate question. So, I made move to kiss her again, slowly going down the nape of her neck, slowly sucking at the places she responded to. My hand grasped her breast again, slowly massaging it, playing with her nipple. I could feel her respond and her fingers moved down again, teasing me as she went. And teasing she did. I’ve never experienced edging before, but that’s definitely what she did. She stroked my clitoris, inserted her fingers into me and slowly started to finger me, picking up speed and removing her hand when I was about to come. Frustrated, I kissed her, thoroughly and passionately, I softly pulled her hair. ‘My rules,’ she whispered to me again, when I again made some movements definitely driven by frustrations and softly whimpered when she slowly started to finger me again. This time, however, she finally let me finish and I moaned, my hips buckled and I grasped for breath, holding her against me. She didn’t let me touch her, but, you know, I truly hope this story isn’t finished… I hope you liked it and I didn’t suck too much in what I wrote.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/9q2ws1/i_finally_got_to_have_sex_with_my_fwb