You knew I was a weird chick when you saw my post. Still, you were curious. Just another poser, a fake? Still, you were bored…
It got exciting fast too. You found me blunt, no nonsense. You loved it, I told you what I wanted. “I want a cock on call.”
This soft-dyke girl, with her brunette hair shaved short and married to a woman, wanted cock. Maybe your cock. “I want a fuck buddy. My wife’s cool with it, she’d maybe even watch one day. But we need to be compatible.”
You remember when we met, the last thing I told you. “Well now that I don’t think you’ll kill me, we need to see if we’re compatible.”
You smiled every time I said that. You knew what that meant. That meant I wanted to throw you down and ride your cock to see how it felt.
And today was the day.
You picked me up and I’m flflustered and shy again. I dressed up extra cute for you, too, at least as cute as I dress. You already know I decided to shave down there just for today. This dyke melts into a feminine puddle at the mention of cock.
Though I do warn you, my cock riding skills are legendary. “My pet name is Succubus.”
You’re finally at your place. There had been some chit chat, as usual I asked you a lot more about you than I talked about myself. You kind of like it, you know I am here with you for what is essentially a vacation.
And you’re the center of attention.
As you go in you jokingly ask if I want to watch some TV. You can already tell I’m both nervous and excited. I’m so awkward, still not sure how close to stand to you, but when you lean in for a kiss I responds passionately and enthusiastically. You smirk and lead me to the bedroom.
It is at this point you realize you may be in over your head. Door closed, your consent given, I jump on you. I push you on the bed on your back. My top comes off as I hungrily kiss at you. You recall the last week of messages, my complaints of my poor aching wet needy….. Libido.
I enthusiastically responds to the simplest touch from you. I gasp as your hands run down my sides and you look up at me as I straddled you. Moans escape me as you go after the prize that attracted you to me in the first place: these high class tits. By now I had squirmed myself out of my clothing all together.
You see that look I showed you the day you first met, when you kissed me. I bite my lip and looked you over like a piece of meat. One I desperately desire.
I makes my way down your body and peeks up at you as I start to undo your pants. You’re enjoying my eagerness, it’s a bit rare to be pursued so viciously. You can’t help but smile to yourself as I finally slip your erect cock out. Part of you knows I’m aching for dick and would adore almost any…
But right now you see me imagining *your* cock inside me. It is like you’re completely gone from the equation. I lick my lips as I lean in and slip my mouth around your cock, but just the tip.
As you feel my tongue gently and expertly navigate the crest of your head, you remember me mentioning how much I missed worshiping cock. My eyes open as I look up at you, reading your reactions as I slowly takes all of you into my mouth.
I’m methodical, sliding my tongue along the length and avoiding any teeth contact. I stroke you with my tongue at the same time I use the pressure from my lips to milk your cock. My eyes close again as you see me lose myself to my worship.
As you felt close to bursting, I let you know is now time for the main course. I have no shame, lifting my head off your cock, I licks my spit and your precum off my lips. You see the hedonist look in my eyes. I’m hungry.
With no more hesitation I straddled you again. I holds myself over you and take your cock in hand. Biting my lip, I run your head against my wet pussy before sliding you to my clit. I grind against you, my face red with excitement as I use you a bit like a sex toy, edging myself before I continue.
Finally I swallows and slip you at my opening. “R-remember, it’s been a while…” It’s the first thing I’ve said since you entered the room. My words remind you that I mentioned once my partners often had struggles initially during sex as I tend to be incredibly tight.
Still, before you can think about it further, I remove my hand and sink down onto your dick. You almost feel it bend a moment before you finally push through the opening. I’m soaked, but you feel every warm inch of me grip you.
I sit with you fully inside me for a moment. My eyes are closed and you feel me gently wiggling my hips, grinding you ever so gently against the walls of my pussy. You feel the way I grip you and my soaked pussy drips down your shaft as I finally shift my weight forward and put my hands on either side of your head.
Slowly at first I slide myself up your length, stopping just with your tip almost slipping out, then sliding you back in just as agonizingly slow. You feel my strong thighs grip your waist as I begin to pick up speed.
My face is so honest too. I don’t sensor my expressions, and you enjoy the looks of ecstasy I expresses as I bounce faster and faster on you.
You remember for a moment you don’t just have to be passive. You slide your hands down me and grab my hips, shifting me a bit. I gasp in pleasure and eagerly adjusts accordingly.
You can feel me begin to grow tighter as my movements start to focus on a single area. You smile. “I guess we’re compatible?” You remark as you look up at my desperate expression.
“Yes! Yes, oh fuck, please, I’m going to cum. Oh god, please, I want to cuuuum!” I literally beg, any pride melted away as I begs for pleasure.
Finally it happens and you grip me firmly, shoving yourself all the way in as I cum. My pussy tightens and throbs around you as I try to hold back my moans of pure lust. You make me groan and squirmas you hold me down and push yourself in and out of my orgasming pussy. As I gasp and groan with your thrusting into me, my pussy continues to desperately milk you.
Finally I forcefully roll off you and out of your grasp. Breathing heavily I smile over at you. “Thank you for that. Fuck.” You just had someone genuinely thank you for the use of your cock, not something you expected.
“So uh… I… I think we’re compatible…” The shy girl is back again. You smile as you roll over and push me down, causing me to gasp and look at you with eyes wide and eager.
“You got off. Don’t you think it’s my turn?” You remark. You still feel fresh, after all. You have me all to yourself for the next five hours and plan to make the most of it.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/c6fyyg/cock_hungry_dyke_seeks_fwb_part_one_mf_nonmonogomy