I have several FWB and tonight I was with one of them. He fucked me good and hard, giving me multiple orgasms like he always does. While he was fucking me I heard my phone vibrating a few times, but I wasn’t going to stop fucking to check who it was. When my FWB was ready, he pulled out and I got on my knees and he came on me. Mostly on my face, but some landed on my tits as well. After that I sucked his cock for a bit and then he went to use the restroom. That’s when my phone rang again. This time I answered. It was my other FWB. He started in right away about his feelings for me, and how much he wanted to be with me and how great we were together. All the while I was sitting on my floor, naked, covered in another man’s cum with my legs still shaking from the amazing sex. I didn’t even know what to say. I knew it was coming, but I still wasn’t prepared. Especially in that state. So I told him I’d think about it just so I could get off the phone. I feel so dirty now lol
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/11afcgh/one_of_my_fwb_just_asked_me_out_while_i_still_had
TW:self halm/depression
In some of my worse moments me and the girl I was with that evening have taken pics/ videos and sent them to other girls I was seeing. Most of them were bi so found the other girls hot etc and enjoyed seeing them. I think they found it funny/ hot too like showing off idk. Some of them knew eachother and had met at times (one time to arrange this, one of the girls just added me and another one to a facebook message group named “3”) My girlfriend at the time enjoyed me sleeping with other girls and seeing them tied up in my bed etc that she would then come visit and fuck in (I was a very depressed uni student at the time). At the time I had this pretty ugly large pink vibrating sex toy as well and she used to get me to tell me every single place it had been. There were days in that time where I’d have 3/4 girls round daily, the girl down the hall sleep over most nights (companionship and sex though i prefered her as a friend), see my study buddy every couple of days (she wore a jumper and nothing underneath to lectures which drove me crazy, hence us becoming study buddies), and then see one of my best friends to this day most days too. There were also a couple other girls on my course id see from time to time. My girlfriend would then come visit every few weeks.
That girl was unbelievable though. She used to cum so hard on my cock that she would squirt all over me and I could feel her pussy pulsating around my dick. To this day one of the hottest memories is us fucking and then me lifting her off the bed onto my gross uni carpet and pushing deep inside of her and then I feel her start to cum and her vagina feels like it’s kinda pushing me out so I pushed in as deep as i could and the girl started full body writhing on me and I could feel her nails clawing into my back she literally couldn’t control her body. Lots of other good memories involve me fingering her in various locations and just feeling her body collapse around my hand as she came and carrying on giving her this pleasure oof.
She ended up breaking up with me cause I self harmed. I wasn’t very happy despite I’m sure many people thinking that it’s the recipe for happiness. In that same room and from that same injury my blood dripped onto the girl down the hall during sex. We woke up in the morning and the bed was literally like a murder scene. So much so that when I tried to wash my duvet in the bath and hung it up, the college called the police when the cleaners came round. Waking up in a literal pool of blood is about as nightmarish as it sounds and i really do feel bad for putting some of these girls through the depths of my depression as i did. I genuinely found so much companionship from the relationships which I had with them (most of which remain to this day). I wasn’t using them for sex, quite the opposite – sex tended to keep girls around and was a decent segue into naked cuddles which are the best. Unfortunately, theres not really a non weird way of asking someone for that/ usually when im drunk enough the sex part is also appealing again which tended to be how id meet people, though of course not always. Also nice little dates and people to spend time with instead of having to spend time with myself. I did still have some sex drive at the time but definitely with a couple of the girls it got to the point where we just stopped having sex and continued being friends.
I just want to also mention that those same sheets had a stain from when I had really bad intestinal issues (yes, I had literal shitstains on my bed, which I had explicitly told each girl about and none of them seemed to mind. These were girls at one of the best universities lol they weren’t also as homeless as me. Just saying cause I read a lot on reddit about how it’s impossible for guys, but I was a depressed husk of a person with actual shit and blood on my bed and still had multiple genuinely lovely attractive people willing to spend time in my room. I hadn’t changed the sheets cause I was depressed. They were then eventually changed/ disposed of after being drenched in blood).
This was a few years ago now and I’m doing much better :)