Hi hi :). I’ve mainly stayed good during quarantine isolating myself to a core group of friends and really only one guy. I finally broke this streak last weekend, topped off by the fact that I basically dipped out from one d appointment to go to another :).
After an overnight stay at Beaus house (which was fun, but not noteworthy) I woke up the next morning intent on jogging and coffee. Beau was still asleep, but he knows my morning routine, so I didn’t wake him up.
I posted to my ig story and pretty much right away get a reply from an old FWB asking if I was in a particular neighborhood. Long story short he’d moved less than 5 blocks away. A rush of excitement filled me (maybe I was just jumping at the chance to interact with another person lol) and I told him I’d swing by on my run.
I made it to the intersection to find J on his phone. He’s a cute white guy, a few inches taller than me, with curly hair that looked a bit shaggy cuz COVID. Honestly it was cute in a puppydog way. We made flirty small talk about our COVID coping strategy and he offered to show me his place. I made a lame joke asking if he’d gotten rid of his old bed, and into the bedroom we go.
Next thing we were furiously making out. Social distancing be damned. Out hands immediately went all over; he began fingering me through my running shorts. There’s something about a man who knows exactly what he wants and how he wants it.
J picked me up and threw me on the bed, and we both started stripping. He was instantly buried between my legs (in retrospect I didn’t have time to be self conscious about being sweaty) and I’m running my hands through his hair. It felt amazing, each little flick and moan sending shivers through me, but if I’m honest he moved on a little too quickly. A few more minutes and I’d have come on his ? for sure. C’est la vie.
Maybe it’s because J loves doggy style—to the point I’m not sure if he even knows other positions exist. He’s also really good at it ?. He got his hands under me and started to flip me over, and I remember sticking my butt up with my hands behind my back. He mumbled appreciatively and I felt his d!ck line up against my aching pussy. His hands wrapped almost completely around my waist and he pushed in, burying himself deep in the first stroke. It felt great and surprising—he’s definitely longer and knows how to get in deeper than Beau (who’s great in bed too don’t get me wrong ?.)
I’d be lying if I gave a play by play of what happened next. Lots of fucking! J loves dirty talk and we called eachother all kinds of nasty names. I bounced on his cock, begged him to fill his dirty cumwhore, bucked and screamed as we went at it. We went fast and slow and I came two or three times, before he really got down to business. I could feel him getting close—he stopped talking, bared down hard on my back and started really fucking me. I came again and he slapped my ass. I could feel my cum gushing over him as he stopped and began to pulse and throb, blowing his warm gooey load deep deep inside me. We both collapsed and panted for a bit.
I felt mildly guilty on my walk of shame back to Beaus place. B and I aren’t exclusive—we’ve swiped for eachother on hinge—but I’ve never gone from one guys house to another and then back to the first guy before like nothing happened. New level of slut unlocked. I also felt amazing, don’t get me wrong. I went immediately into the shower and got fucked again later that day. All in all a good experience.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/h8atej/f_went_for_a_run_from_one_fwb_to_another_and_back
That’s not too bad. At least you didn’t fuck B still filled with J’s load.
Maybe that should be you next step into slut-hood. Then see if they both would fuck you at the same time! You could have the best of both worlds all at once.