How my friend became my FWB part II [MF]

About a week passed since the “incident.” Neither of us brought it up. In my particular case, I didn’t want to her to feel obligated since she was staying at my place, I just figured pure lust got the better of us that day, and that was that.

I had been working a lot so I hadn’t even seen her much, but I couldn’t shake the experience from my head. I nutted to the memory of it three times in the shower over the course of the next three days.

Our conversations when we did see each other were normal though, as they had been preceding the event. I also continued getting dressed in the bathroom after showering. Until the following Friday.

I worked my regular shift and got home at 4 in the afternoon. She wasn’t there, so I had my beer and then went to shower. I finished, threw on a pair of sweatpants and t-shirt and went into living room. Ashley had come home but I hadn’t heard her. She had the sofa bed set up as a bed already, and had rented a movie from our local video store that she thought we could watch together that night. I said sure.

We laid down on the bed together and started to watch the movie. She was wearing shorts that were quite loose but fairly short and a tight black tank top, clearly with no bra. I laid down next to her, about forty centimetres from her. I hadn’t realized how tired I was and after about a half an hour I had dozed off.

I woke up a bit later, can’t say how long it was but I could hear the movie was still playing. As I slowly came to my senses I realized that I was right up against Ashley, spooning her, my head resting by her armpit, my arm on top of her, hand cupping her left tit. I stirred a bit and Ashley realized I had woken up.

“Well, it looks like you were having an exciting dream,” she said. I nervously moved my hand from her tit to her stomach, visibly embarrassed. I couldn’t help but feel her firm abs as my hand rested on her.

She turned to face me, my hand slid off.

“Don’t worry about it,” she said, “I know people have their needs,” she continued. I stayed quiet, looking at her, the bulge of her tits, her cleavage showing.

“You can feel me again if you want,” she added, I stayed quiet and still as I looked at her, “now that I think about it, I don’t think I’ve ever properly felt you.”

She took her hand and, to my surprise, softly ran her index and middle finger up and down my hard cock through my sweats, giving me a soft tingly feeling that spread from my cock up through my entire body. She smiled at me as it throbbed. She grabbed it with her whole hand and held it.

“Well,” I said finally, as she continued holding my member, “what do you think?”

“You’re really hard. This has gotten to be taken care of.”

“Are you offering?”

“Maybe,” she released my dick and took my hand, placing it on her tit, “but I’m gonna tease you first.”

I felt her tits through her thin tank top, using my thumb to gently lift one as I ran my fingers along her bare skin up top. Meanwhile she ran her hand up and down my cock slowly a few times.

“You know what?” I said, “maybe you haven’t felt me until now, but I haven’t seen you either.”

She continued petting my penis as I slowly took my hands to the bottom of her tank top and started lifting it up, waiting for her reaction. There practically was none, she seemed focused on my dick, her eyes looking down at the bulge in my pants.

By the time I had exposed her flat stomach and was approaching the underside of her tits she stopped me.

“Hold on,” she said, she took her hand from my cock and reached down and gently cupped my balls.

“First, you have to tell me, when was the last time you emptied these.”

“I don’t know,” I could feel myself blushing, “on Monday I think.”

“And tell me, did you think about me when you took care of yourself?”

I took my hand from where I was raising her shirt and brought it to her ass, pulling her closer to me with it, as I squeezed. Our faces were centimetres apart now, I could hear and feel her breathe on me.

“What do you think?” I answered.

She brought her face even closer to mine, though our lips still weren’t touching, she grabbed my dick with her hand, harder this time, but not to the point that it was painful. I exhaled as pleasure and excitement rushed through me. She raised her head and put her lips to my ear, then whispered.

“‘I’m gonna choose to believe that you nutted to me every time since then,” she paused, lightly bit my earlobe, “and that you’ve been fantasizing of taking it further.”

I could feel her saliva on my earlobe as she pulled back away, but I couldn’t resist her any longer, I squeezed her ass hard with my hand as I pushed her whole body in toward mine and finally bridged the small gap between our lips, kissing her, mouths open as I felt her tongue with mine. I pulled my left arm out from under myself, reached under her tank top and squeezed her soft tit. I felt her nipple turn hard in my palm as she moaned softly in my mouth, while her hands grip on my cock got tighter.

We stayed locked in that kiss for a while, as we caressed one another’s bodies, our clothes staying off but our hands finding their way under one another’s clothes. Me feeling her ass and tits but staying away from her vagina, her under my shirt mostly, but occasionally making her way to my bare ass, squeezing it, really getting in between my cheeks. I don’t know exactly how long it was, but definitely more than 5 minutes, though it felt much longer.

We finally unlocked our lips and just looked at each other while wrapped in one another’s arms.

“You sure you want to do this?” I asked her.

She nodded, but told me she wanted to take it slow. She explained to me that she wasn’t very sexually experienced, and really hadn’t done much. I explained the same was true for myself.

“So, what’s something you haven’t done that you’d like to do?” I asked.

She thought for a bit as she tickled my back underneath my shirt with her fingers.

“I want to try everything,” she said, “but today, I think we need to focus on you. It can’t be healthy for him,” she looked down with her eyes at my cock, “to be erect for so long.”

I told her we can both get something out of it but she insisted, saying there’ll be plenty of time for her in the future, and that for today she just wanted to give a hand job and have me finish on her tits.

“I don’t know why, but it’s always been a fantasy of mine, and it seems easy, so why not?”

“Hey, sounds great to me, I’ll finally get to see those two.”

She blushed, then asked me to stand up at the edge of the bed, she moved so that she was sitting at the edge too, seperated from me by maybe 30cm, her legs tucked underneath her giving her some extra height relative to myself. She sat up a bit and reached behind me, and pulled both my pants and underwear down at once, copping a feel of my ass as she did.

My cock, finally free, sprung to attention. Ashley was at eye level with it.

She took one hand and pushed my dick down until it was parallel with the ground, then released it, it sprung right back up, smacking my stomach in the process.

“It’s so weird how it goes straight up,” she said, “I’ve never seen that before.”

“Have you seen many?”

She giggled nervously, “no, but even in porn and pictures and all, they’re usually going straight out.” She continued to play with it watching it bounce back up every time she released. I let her enjoy herself for a bit, finding her for lack of a better word, innocence, endearing.

“Okay,” I said after a couple of minutes, I took the half a step toward her and bent down to reach the bottom of her tank top. I pulled it up over her head, making sure that my cock would be right in her face when the top finished coming off.

I looked down as her perky but large tits came out beneath my cock as she laughed. I squatted down in front of her, to a face to face level, and kissed her as I reached out with both hands and held her tits in my hands, I tested their weight and felt every square millimetre as I passionately kissed her lips, before I made my way with my lips down her neck, then, then her collar before finally reaching her left tit with my mouth.

I licked it, kissed it before finally starting to suck on her nipple, keeping my hand underneath her tit the entire time. When I felt her breathing getting deeper, I switched to the other one and repeated the process, while rubbing my saliva around her areolas with my thumb.

I backed my face away and took a good long look at them. They stood out from her body, their circular shape I imagined showed from behind her as well. Her nipples and areolas were small, I’d guess 2x3cm, slightly ovular, being slightly smaller from top to bottom than right to left. She got a little embarrassed, making an effort to cover them with her arm.

“You’re beautiful,” I told her, then went to kiss her again. I took my hand and slowly ran it down to her shorts, then underneath. I went over her still perfectly smooth mound down to her plump lips. She was soaking wet. I ran my finger atop her slit and ever so slightly went between her lips, soaking it in her juices, feeling her warmth.

“Wait,” she said. I stopped.

“Not today, today is just you,” she said. I removed my hand and kissed her again. Then stood up.

She took her hand and started slowly stroking my cock. I directed her, telling her to loosen her grip a bit, increase the pace. She listened to everything I said as she watched my dick with enthusiasm as I looked down at her. When I started moaning with pleasure she would switch her focus to my face, a smile coming across hers.

It didn’t take my long, I had been edging for an hour already. I warned her and she raised her body and pointed my cock down aiming at her tits. She looked at my face as I started moaning louder and louder right before climax. When I finished, I shot forth 2 or 3 long streams of my cum, two hitting her left tit before she changed the direction to her right one. When she saw the remainder was going to be just small spurts, she pulled me in closer and caught as much as she could on her chest.

I sat down next to her, my legs still tensed up, my cock quickly shrinking, I reached for a cigarette, lit one and handed it to her then took one myself. I feel backward to relax myself.

“So, how was it for you?” I asked.

She told me she liked it, how it was nice and warm, and she thought it was hot, she turned to face me and showed me how she was spreading a patch in circles around her nipples. She didn’t even want me to bring a tissue but preferred to air-dry.

We laid down on her bed together and chatted. She had said she wanted to try everything, so we discussed what that meant. By the time my cum had dried and dripped off of her, we had fallen asleep together on the sofa bed, her topless me bottomless, pressed up against each other.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/zg3bc6/how_my_friend_became_my_fwb_part_ii_mf