My FWB teasing me into a phenomenal orgasm [FM]

What even is control?

I want it… and I want so badly to lose it.

I’m with my FWB. We’re laying on his bed. Three hours in and we’re already tired from sex, but our mutual love of kissing and spooning brought us into a unique position.

He’s nearly underneath me. My breasts exposed to the cold air of his room. His left hand is resting on my bare thigh, fingers lightly brushing against my labia. His right hand holding my neck firmly. I’m pinned.

Heat spreads from his skin all along my back. My left hand reaches up – constrained movement allows only my fingers to be able to reach his chin, as our lips press together softly.

He slides his fingers from my clit downward and pushes them inside of me. I gasp. I should’ve have been surprised, but I was distracted by his mouth.

He begins to slowly move them in and out. My right hand moves from my breast to my clit.

We’re undulating and get lost in time. My tongue dancing around. My fingers circling.

I’m pulsating. Waves of pleasure with each movement and exertion of my hips.

His only pleasure is watching mine build (and the feeling of my ass grinding into him). I can see his lids getting heavier and heavier, eyes are trained on my face.

I would usually be self conscious now, all of the attention only on me – but I can tell he’s enjoying the show.

His hips roll with mine, emphasizing the movement of his hands.

I begin touching myself with my right hand, elbow propped on the bed beneath us as we lay there. I’m drawing large circles around my clit, but begin to tighten them.

Small and shuddered breaths involuntarily escape my lips.

My head falls as I arch my back, his hand still firmly holding my neck in place. My eyes are mostly closed, fluttering open every few seconds.

Each thrust from his hand is driving me a bit closer. My ass spreads as well, greeting a finger that’s not already inside of me, a delicious feeling.

I can feel pressure building, but I’m not ready for an orgasm yet – too soon. I remove my hand with a deep exhale.

He’s watching me with such focus. No emotion on his face, only the intent desire to see me cum.

And I can’t resist his lips. His face is only inches from mine, but it feels so challenging to reach.

Our lips meet as I begin to rub circles around my clit again.

I sigh, allowing my tongue to brush against his and gently lick the inside of his upper lip. He moans, before plunging his tongue inside of my mouth. Hungry.

Shivers on my spine as I increase the speed of my hand. He matches my rhythm as I break our lips apart to drop my head back.

But the pressure’s building, I’m so close.

I need his lips again. That’s all I want.

“Fuck” I whisper involuntarily as I muster strength to return to his mouth.

He kisses me gently, but I want more.

His fingers have remained consistent in their pulsating. I want a furry of movement, I want his dick inside of me, but I mostly want his tongue inside of my mouth.

I reach up to kiss him again when he realizes the power of the moment and suddenly draws his head back, looking at me, centimeters away. I’m furious, reaching again, but he holds my neck in place. Increasing the rate of his hand. I’m whimpering, drawing my chin upward, lips open, wetted with my tongue. Heavy breathing.

I strain my neck towards him. Eyes frantic with need.

His fingers move in and out of me as I draw furious circles.

I’m so constrained by him.

I try one more time.

He holds me back again… then slowly and mischievously brushes his lips against mine, so softly.

I explode into an orgasm, moaning. My body begins convulsing, his hands still slowly moving in and out of me. My hips are twitching back and forth. My abdomen tight with pleasure and nipples hard as rocks. He keeps his lips hovering over mine, so warm, before enveloping my mouth and pressing deep.

His rhythm slows to a stop, slowly massaging and then tracing my labia as I shiver with after-quakes of what just happened.

I twitch again and roll away, onto my side. Bringing my hands to cover my face.

I’m blushing now, partially from the orgasm but mostly from being self conscious of the show I just put on.

He says my name and then draws me in with his strong arms.

I turn towards him, our bodies pressed together again. His arms wrapping around my shoulders and mine around his waist. I can feel his hard dick pressing into my stomach.

My embarrassment melts away as we begin to kiss again.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/j1q0ch/my_fwb_teasing_me_into_a_phenomenal_orgasm_fm