[MF] I fucked my FWB in the street.

The summer after my freshman year of college I was back in my hometown. My friend’s parents were out of town, so naturally he had a house party. I was excited to see all my high school pals again, and especially excited to see my former FWB.

We didn’t keep in touch after we left for our respective colleges so I wasn’t sure what her/our situation would be like. Maybe she had a boyfriend? Maybe she was upset that I hadn’t made an effort to keep in touch? Maybe we would jump right back into our FWB relationship?

The house party was well underway. I was happily participating in all the college-aged drinking rituals – beer pong, keg stands, king’s cup, etc. Every time the front door opened I anxiously spied who was arriving. Finally, she walked into the party with a guy I’d never seen before. She was just as beautiful, actually more beautiful than last I’d seen her. Her chestnut wavy brown hair was tied up, exposing her elegant shoulders. Only thin spaghetti straps held up her light, flowing sundress. She’d grown into her figure over the past year, her tits plumper and ass rounder. She was always curvy, but now she had a perfect hourglass figure. Worried the guy was her date/boyfriend, I returned my attention to the beer pong table pretending I didn’t see her.

After a few minutes I heard her chatting with someone close behind me. I turned and she was staring at me over the shoulder of who she was talking to. I smiled and she gave me a little wink, then she returned her attention to her conversation. I figured that was a good sign, especially since the guy she arrived with was nowhere to be seen. I turned back to the beer pong table trying to play it cool.

A minute later her arms slid around my torso, her chest pressed into my back, and she said, “I was hoping you’d be here.”

I spun around, her arms still encircling me. I squeezed her tight, inhaling her familiar scent. I was maybe a foot taller than her, so her cheek was pressed firmly into my chest, my head leaning down, resting on top of her head. We’d always had a jovial, teasing friendship, and without having to think about it, I prodded, “So, who’s that guy you came with?”

She chuckled, “Hehe, nobody you need to worry about. Let’s go find a place to talk.”

The house was packed, the party spilling over into all available places. Hand-in-hand, she led me downstairs. A dance party was raging in the basement. She led me through the dance floor and pulled me into my friend’s bedroom. She shut the door as hoots and hollers came from our friends that saw us steal away. She pushed me onto the bed and lustfully exclaimed, “I’ve missed your cock.” She jumped on top of me and our lips met with the familiarity of former lovers.

As she ground her mound on my crotch, my hands kneading her meaty ass, I quickly reached full erection. She lifted her hips, slid her hand down, and began unbuttoning my jeans. Just as the last button fly was undone the bedroom door flung open. My friend, who’s bedroom we were in, burst in yelling, “No fucking in here! Get out!”

We got off the bed and I glared at my friend as I walked past him. He glared back, no sympathy in his eyes, not giving a fuck that he just cock blocked me. Back in the middle of the dance party our friends teased us that we’d been ‘busted’. She pulled my head down by my shirt collar and said over the blaring music, “I need your cock now. Figure it out.”

There was nowhere in the house to go, not even a bathroom as there was a line to use it. I said the only place I could think of, “My car is parked on the street.” She grabbed my hand and dragged me outside.

We clambered into the backseat of my shitty 2-door Honda Civic. I sat upright and she leaned over and unbuttoned my jeans for the second time. She wasted no time gobbling up my semi-hard cock in her mouth. She scooted her ass backwards and I reached my arm across her body, massaging her pussy, my forearm in between her asscheeks. My cock engorged inside her mouth as she breathed heavily through her nose and moaned around my dick. Her g-string panties soaked through within a minute. I laced a finger through her g-string and pulled her panties to the side. Two of my fingers slid inside her pussy with ease. As she bobbed on my cock with an expertise I knew she had, I rapidly finger fucked her. The wet sounds of her cunt barely audible over the slurps and sucks of her blowjob. I remembered how to make her cum, so when her pussy began tightening around my fingers I pulled them out and vigorously circled her clit. She moaned and groaned in orgasmic ecstasy without releasing my cock from her mouth. Then sucked off the tip and she tried straddling me, but my car was too small for it to work.

After thirty seconds of us fumbling around trying to find a workable position, she frustratingly hissed, “Dammit! I need you inside me!”

The house was not an option. My car was not an option. So I said the only place I could think of, “In between the cars. On the curb.” She didn’t say a word, just crawled out of the car. I crawled out after her and she sat on the curb. My car was parked a few houses down from the party in my friend’s suburban neighborhood. The street wasn’t lit by any streetlamps, but there was plenty of light to clearly see. I knelt down on the asphalt in front of her, my cock still hanging out. She yanked her sundress up her thighs, her panties still pulled to the side of her trimmed pussy, her lips glistening in the moonlight. She leaned back, resting her elbows on the grass that separated the curb from the sidewalk. The curb was so low that I had to stick my legs out straight behind me, and placed my hands on the grass next to her elbows. Balancing on one hand, I guided my tip, splitting her velvety folds. She sighed at finally feeling my cock begin to spread her open. Once my tip was firmly in place, I put my hand back into the grass. The combination of me being in an uncomfortable push-up position, us being out in the street for any of the anyone to see, and our extreme lust for each other had me thrusting into her at a furious pace. We stared into each others eyes with expressions of erotic passion, but also surprise that we were actually fucking where we we fucking. I smashed into her cunt for a minute or two, my abs and arms aching. I told her I was going to cum and she said she wasn’t on birth control. I let the pressure build as much as I could, relishing in the familiar feeling of her tight, wet pussy gripping my shaft. At the last second I pulled out. She leaned on one elbow and jacked my dick, soaked with her juices, until I erupted blast after blast into the gutter.

I rolled over to the side of her and sat on the curb. She licked her hand clean of her pussy juices and my cum. With my dick still out and her cunt still spread wide, I asked, “So, tomorrow. Same time, same place?” She chuckled, shaking her head in disbelief at what just transpired. We got ourselves together and went back into the party, no one the wiser of were we just fucked.

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