[F]Highschool Ex becomes [m]y FWB

Kirsty and I had dated in highschool. In many ways she was my first – the first girl I took home, first girl I got naked with, first girl I gave oral to, but we never had sex and she never did much with me. I guess that was my fault, as her first boyfriend, I should probably have taught her a bit more, but hindsight is a wonderful thing. Like most highschool couples we broke up, went our separate ways to university and lost touch.

A few years later we got chatting through Facebook. I’d been in a relationship which had hit a rocky patch and my then girlfriend and I had decided to have a break from each other to see how we felt. This was back in the day when FB started doing “Make the day better for ‘blah'” and Kirsty showed up, so I sent her a message just for a catch up really, I hadn’t spoken to her for years. Those messages started off innocent, with the occasional suggestive comment, but nothing more. 

About 8 months later, my relationship had been back on, then off again. I’d been steadily chatting with Kirsty about not much, then one day I received a message simply saying “entertain me”. Immediately the conversation turned to sex, saying what we’d do to each other if we were together at that moment. She was doing her exams at uni and I think wanted some stress relief. She definitely got that, I asked if she was free at the weekend, but she brushed it off saying she should get her exams out the way.

A few weeks later, exams were over, Christmas had been and gone and we finally made plans to meet up. I knew exactly what this was, we were meeting to catch up in person, but mostly to fuck. I drove over to hers, picked up some wine on the way and we sat on the sofa at hers for a few hours just chatting as old friends do. 

After we’d shared a couple of bottles of wine, I went to the toilet and resolved to start the fun as soon as I got back. As I entered the room, I walked straight up to her, slid my hands up her skirt, hooked the side of her underwear, looked her in the eye and said “I think it’s time we lost these,” before kissing her and pulling them down. As I pulled them down her legs and over her feet, I slid my hands back up her thighs, parting her legs and following the path with my head. “Well this looks different to last time I had my tongue down here,” I said, remarking on her clean shaven pussy. 

I dove in, licking up from her hole to her clit in one long sweep. She tasted divine. I carried on eating her, tracing both sides of her labia with my tongue, teasing her clit at the top and her hole at the bottom, getting her worked up. Every time I was near her clit it was getting harder, every time I was near her hole I could taste it getting wetter. I flattened my tongue and began flicking it sideways over her clit good, occasionally making a little upward movement to give her some direct contact. She was moaning in pleasure and introducing my fingers only increased the moans. It didn’t take long, eventually I had her cumming from the combined attack.

She grabbed at my clothes getting me naked as quickly as possible. I was rock hard. She grabbed my cock, looping a finger around my balls and pulled me inside her. She was so wet from her orgasm I slipped inside with ease. I was kneeling on the floor in front of the sofa at this point, so my cock was pushing upwards inside of her, right onto her pubic wall. It didn’t take long for her to be moaning again with the angle I was fucking her from. Only problem for me that it was a really uncomfortable angle. After she got off again, I suggested we moved to her bed, which gave me a chance to remove the rest of her clothes. 

I got on top of her. After all the teasing and build up, we ended up in bed missionary. The details of this bit are hazy, I recall being there for at least an hour, switching between various positions before both collapsing exhausted. I know I didn’t cum, but it was one of those moments in your life when all you want to do is sleep. We collapsed into her bed naked and slept until morning. 

With morning came a hangover. I’m not sure how, I hadn’t drunk that much. It was one of this inexplicable hangovers you just shouldn’t get in your 20s. We got up, had breakfast and sat watching films on the sofa it had all started on. We didn’t bother with clothes, we didn’t need them, just like when we’d dated in highschool. And just like in highschool, hands started to wander. Except this time, she knew what she was doing. 

After a couple of hours of chatting, watching a film and teasing each other through it, my cock was rock hard, with her hand slowly stroking it up and down. She was making me wait. Eventually, she dropped to the same position I’d been in the night before, on her knees, between my legs, staring up at me. She cupped my balls, opened her mouth and dropped down onto me, only stopping when my head hit her throat. She closed her mouth, then did fuck knows what with her tongue. It felt incredible. She then started to bob up and down, keeping her lips tight against me as she went. She knew what she was doing. She had me on the edge in minutes, but never tipped me over, always making sure I’d come down enough for another few minutes of mouth fucking before she slowed down again.

After she’d slowed one last time, she climbed on top of me, straddling me on the sofa, and lowered herself onto me. I knew this wasn’t going to last long given what she’d just done and told her so. She just started bouncing on my cock as fast as she could go, with one hand behind my head and the other rubbing her clit. To me, there’s nothing hotter than seeing a girl getting herself off, especially when she’s on top of you, using you like her favourite dildo. My mouth went straight to her nipples, sucking one between my lips and flicking my tongue over it, before letting go and switching to the other. I felt her start to tighten as her orgasm approached and knew I wasn’t going to last. “I’m going to cum” I told her, reaching round to slip my cock out. I managed, only to hear the word “Inside” as a response. She adjusted, thrust down onto me and that one thrust was enough to take me over the edge. The twitch of my cock and the second thrust sent her over the edge, bottoming out and squeezing me as she came. My cock carried on spasming inside her as hours worth of pent up cum came out of me.

As we both recovered, she simply said “wow, we should have done that years ago”. That weekend started a couple of years of friends with benefits until we both got into relationships.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/dcwfie/fhighschool_ex_becomes_my_fwb