Writing down my memory of this weekend was a lot of fun for me. I took some time so I could get it all down in 1 go instead of splitting it up (my apologies for the length!). I hope you enjoy it. :)
If you missed the backstory on how this dynamic started, check out my profile for that 3 part story. (I tried my best to make this one a stand alone, tho, so I don’t think it’s necessary to read about our first encounter before this one. Please let me know if detail is needed.)
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It’s another Friday, 10:30ish in the morning, and I (21F) had just finished my last final for the semester. My boyfriend, “Ryan”(21M) unfortunately left for tour with his band the weekend before, so he wasn’t around to celebrate. Ryan had already thought about that, though, because he had arranged for our friend “Ben” to take me out for some fun and I was happily getting ready.
Ben had become a FWB (Ryan’s idea) at one of Ryan’s shows a few weeks ago. We hadn’t gotten any alone time since then, though. Ben wasn’t into a MMF sexual experience, and Ryan wasn’t willing to give me up for a whole night, so Ben and I had to steal moments where we could when we were out with friends. Pretty tame – him pulling me into a bathroom to make out while Ryan and our friends were in the other room kinda stuff. Once, we brought each other to orgasm under some blankets at a friend’s movie night. Ryan and I would have the hottest sex when we’d get back to his place after I’d messed around with Ben. Our illicit secret was fun, but I was excited to have 1:1 time with Ben again so we didn’t have to be so discreet.
I wasn’t sure Ryan would have given me another okay for alone time with Ben, but Ryan had set this whole FWB thing up because he wanted to make sure I didn’t get lonely while he was on the road. His only rule was that Ben couldn’t “enhance” my phone sex time with Ryan. Ryan wanted to know that he was the one causing me to moan and cum with his voice, and not because of anyone else. Thinking about our phone call last night ran shivers up my spine and I giggled while I pulled my dark red hair into two little space buns, knowing Ben would be here any minute.
I looked myself over in the mirror. I was wearing dark green bootcut jeans that were so thin and stretchy they couldn’t realistically be considered denim. A black mesh thong was underneath to avoid panty lines and my round ass looked great. To accentuate my hourglass shape, I wore the same tight v neck tank top I had worn the night Ben and I had first messed around together, with my black plunge bra keeping my G cup tits in place. I grabbed a cropped charcoal-grey hooded sweater to go over it, zipping it part way so my cleavage was still on display. I checked the mirror to make sure I didn’t have too much muffin top going on over my pants. I may have had an hourglass shape, but I wasn’t exactly slender. My body had a softness to it, all over, and it’d taken me awhile to enjoy that about myself. I won’t lie, having two guys who expressed deep appreciation for my curves and softness didn’t hurt one bit.
“You look delicious.” Ben’s deep voice announced himself from my open dorm room door. “Shhhh!” I giggled and walked over to shut the door behind him. A lot of the girls in my wing had gone home for the break already, but many of them were still around and they knew exactly who my boyfriend was. I didn’t want rumors flying around about me and Ben when they didn’t understand the arrangement we had. He reached over and locked the door before leaning his 6’7 lean frame down to kiss my 5’5 self. The size difference between us was a little ridiculous.
“Ok, giant. Sit down,” I motioned to my small dorm bed, “give my poor neck a rest, yeah?” He complied with a smirk, and I quickly climbed up to straddle him and continue the kiss. He pushed his large hands up my shirt while slipping his tongue in my mouth and I started to grind myself against the growing bulge in his pants. Suddenly, he stood, picking me up to set me down on my roommate “Beth’s” bed across from mine and started working on removing my pants.
“Ooooh, nope. I’m not getting naked on Beth’s bed. That’s literally the most important roomie-rule we’ve got. No sexy times on the other’s bed.” I stood and snaked the tight pants down my legs and let them puddle on the floor. Ben was watching me as he stepped out of his slacks as well. I belatedly took in what he was wearing for the first time.
“Hold on… Ben, did you dress up for me?” I hadn’t even noticed he was wearing slacks until just now… and a tie? This boy had shown up wearing black slacks, a deep red button up *the same shade as my dyed hair,* and a dark grey tie. It was adorably hot.
“Ah… yeah. Ryan said you’d want to celebrate. I wanted to make it nice,” he shrugged. His eyes were focused on my thong. “Shit, sweetheart. I’ve missed being able to see your body.” I flung off my hoodie and tank, letting him gaze at me in my bra and thong before slowly loosening his tie up and over his head and fitting it loosely around my own neck, letting it fall between my breasts down to my navel.
“We can have fun with this tonight,” I said, playing with the ends of the tie before unbuttoning his shirt. Ben seemed utterly entranced. The power was going to my head. I placed his clothes carefully on my desk chair so they wouldn’t get wrinkled, bending over unnecessarily long just to give Ben a view of the thong threaded between my cheeks. I heard him groan as he grabbed my hips and pulled me back to him. He undid my bra and I let it fall to the floor, Ben’s hands cupping my large tits and rubbing my nipples until they were tiny rocks. He picked me up and laid me on my bed, my legs dangling off the edge. He yanked off my thong – I yelped and giggled.
“I know you’re on birth control,” Ben started, removing his boxers. I smirked at him, raising an eyebrow. He continued, “but if you’re ok with this, should I put on a condom?” He was teasing my clit with the head of his cock. Yeah, I was ready for this. We’d already talked about our statuses and sexual histories; he’d even gotten tested last week for me. I had no concerns.
“No. I want to feel you completely,” I watched his eyes widen as a grin broke across his face. His fingers started playing with me now, he had his thumb on my clit and two fingers plunged deep inside. He kept spreading his fingers apart inside me, bringing them back together in a scissor motion, then curling them up to hit my favorite spots. I reached out to him but my arms came up short. He grabbed his tie – still around my neck – to pull me up to him. His fingers thrusting vigorously inside me, he kissed my forehead gently and I quickly grabbed his shaft. His cock was drooling precum, making it easy to stroke him and massage his balls.
“You look so sexy in nothing but my tie. I… want you to let me know if I get too carried away,” His dark, golden brown eyes gazed deep into mine to make sure I was on the same page with him. “If you say stop, I’ll stop. You control the pace right now, okay?” He seemed so worried about me having a good time, I felt my pussy clench down on his fingers and I came without warning. Ben pulled the tie closer and our lips smashed together, him gently pumping his fingers into me as my orgasm peaked and caused me to shudder. I needed more.
“Fuck me, Ben,” I laid back on the bed and wrapped my legs around his torso, “I need you.” He lined himself up and slowly started pushing himself in. He’d done a good job preparing me with his fingers, but his thick cock still felt enormous. This pressure was an exquisite pain. I was uncharacteristically quiet, my hands on my tits and my mouth hanging open in a silent scream.
Ben paused, about halfway inside me, “Is this still okay? Are you okay?” I jerked my head up and down and a groan finally released from my throat, showing him I was feeling extremely okay. He sighed in relief and continued to ease into me with gentle thrusts, “You are so wet and so tight. I cannot believe how lucky I am.” When he was finally fully inside me, he paused to let me get used to him. Gently, he took my left hand off of my breast and curled our fingers together, pinning that hand above my head as he brought his lips down to my now exposed nipple and started sucking and licking before resuming his soft thrusts in and out of my pussy. Everything was so slow and gentle it was amazing, but I was loosing my mind.
“Ben, please,” I whined. He stopped suddenly and looked in my eyes, concerned, to see what I meant. “Noooo, don’t stop,” I pleaded, “please, Ben. Harder.” He pulled back, maintaining eye contact, put my right hand up over my head with my left, and started plowing into me the way I needed him to.
Ben grunted, “I’m not gonna last much longer if we stay at this pace.” His eyes squeezed shut, slowing down a bit but maintaining the raw power in his thrusts.
“I’m so close, Ben, this feels incredible. Please. Don’t stop,” I was bucking to meet his thrusts and take him in completely, my orgasm building. “Please,” I begged, “Keep. Fucking. Me. Harder.” Each word punctuated with his hips slamming into me. Soon I was biting my lower lip so I wouldn’t scream. Pleasure washed over me in waves, my legs clamped around Ben again and pulled to keep him going.
“I’m gonna cum, sweetheart. Where?” Ben looked at me, not slowing, with a strained look on his face. He’d been holding onto his orgasm until he was sure I’d cum first and the effort was taking a toll. I was in awe of him.
“Let me up, please. I want to taste you.” Feeling him release my hands, I quickly pulled myself up and managed to get his head into my mouth as he erupted. I started swallowing, not wanting any to spill and mess up his tie still dangling from my neck. He started thrusting into my mouth as his last spurts of cum hit the back of my throat. My eyes watered, I hadn’t taken a deep enough breath before this and I needed oxygen, but I relaxed my jaw to make sure my teeth didn’t grate against his girth. Ben bit his hand to muffle a roar. Soon, I was able to gasp in a breath and immediately worked on sucking him clean.
“Okay, okay, okay, there. I think I’m clean. Let me take a moment to recoup,” Ben gently pushed me off from him and his dick fell from my mouth, limp and glistening with saliva. I rolled back on my bed, fingers playing with my slightly raw but still sopping wet folds. Ben pulled his boxers back on and squeezed onto the tiny bed with me, curling around my body and lightly grazing my nipples with his fingertips. “Thank you for this. I’ve been fantasizing about fucking you for months.”
“Ha! Months? We’ve barely been messing around *one* month,” I wiggled around to poke him in the chest playfully.
“Oh, I know. Trust me, I know. I felt like a scumbag lusting after my friend’s girl,” he looked at me and smiled, “but I’m glad I didn’t hide it as well as I thought or Ryan would’ve never approached me about trying this.” I was surprised. I’d never noticed Ben checking me out until that show a few weeks ago. I’d thought he was just a friendly flirt. Ryan had a couple other friends who were far less subtle, but he knew I thought that was obnoxious.
My stomach growled. Ben laughed and suggested we go grab lunch. I hopped up and decided I needed to dress a bit fancier to match his cute outfit. I plucked my bra and thong from the ground before picking out a long sleeved black mini dress with a deep v neck and pulled out some knee high boots to go with. I re-adjusted Ben’s tie around my neck and looked up at him while he pulled his slacks up, his unbuttoned shirt leaving his chest on display. I started to button his shirt for him, “I’d like to keep wearing your tie, if that’s okay?”
Ben gave my head a gentle pat, “I’m more than okay seeing you wear something of mine. But you might want to redo your hair before we go.” He gave me a wink and tilted my chin up to kiss the tip of my nose. I looked over to my mirror to see he was right. My little space buns had not survived the fucking I’d just received!
Ben picked out a small sushi restaurant for lunch, which I loved. He suggested we go watch a movie together, so we headed to a mall to see what was showing there. The movie we decided on didn’t start for a few hours, so Ben suggested we wander the mall so he could replace the fishnets he tore our first night together. He seemed pretty set on the idea, so I didn’t tell him that making my fishnets crotchless was an upgrade in my mind. After wandering around a store together, I found a suitable new pair. This pair was made to be crotchless from the start. When I turned around to find him, he’d wandered off.
I found Ben one section over – looking at lingerie. When he saw me, he had a guilty grin on his face and held up a sheer babydoll nightie, “If I bought this to congratulate you on getting through the semester, would you wear it for me tonight?” The babydoll was sheer black, with deep red lace trim along the bottom edge, and matching red piping outlining the straps as well as the sheer triangles meant to cover the breasts. I was noticing a common color palette and loved it. I wasn’t sure how I’d fit my boobs into those tiny triangles, but damn it was hot.
“Yes,” I breathed. Ben plucked the fishnets out of my hand and went to pay for the two items. I thanked him for buying me things as we walked out of the store, since he really didn’t have to.
“I’m buying them for selfish reasons and you know it. I cannot wait to appreciate every inch of you in this later,” Ben whispered in my ear. My thong was drenched.
The movie was great. Dinner was delicious. We *mostly* behaved ourselves, like regular people on a normal date. But all I could think about was getting railed in my new babydoll later.
We finally got to the car to head back to Ryan’s empty apartment (Ben had roommates and my dorm didn’t have much privacy. Also, I kept some things at Ryan’s so it was easy for me to spend a night or two there without having to pack). I quickly got in Ben’s car and buckled my seatbelt. By the time he had started up the engine, I was wiggling in my seat, causing my underwear to ride up and rub against my clit.
It didn’t take long to get to Ryan’s place, and I jumped out of the car before Ben had shut it off completely. Ben grabbed our shopping bags and a backpack I hadn’t noticed before from the back.
After I unlocked the apartment door and we slipped inside, Ben handed me the bag with my new babydoll in it, “Go change. I expect you to be on the bed, in this, when I get in there.” I dashed down the hall.
Getting the babydoll on, my breasts barely fit into the little triangles (as expected). I maneuvered my tits around so the sheer material was placed over my hardened nipples, which felt amazing. I noticed the shopping bag wasn’t empty but it wasn’t my fishnets that were left in there. A matching pair of crotchless underwear lay at the bottom of the bag, along with a black lace choker with a dark red gem in the center. I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror to admire the finished look. With my pale skin and this color scheme, I looked like a sexy vampire or something… it was silly but I loved it. I knew this was all for his benefit, but I felt nervous about how much money Ben must’ve spent on this & the day.
I forgot about my nervous guilt when I heard him pad down the hallway and I scampered onto the bed. I tried to lay in a sexy pose, but I was so excited, I wasn’t sure if I was pulling off “sexy” very well. Ben entered the room mostly naked and tossed his backpack off to the side. Then he discarded his boxers, leaving him fully exposed. He stood in the doorway, taking in the sight of me on the bed and I took in the sight of his member going from half mast to full attention and throbbing within seconds.
I wanted to drop to my knees in front of him and worship his cock, but I sensed that I should wait for his direction. Ben smirked at me with a predatory glint in his eye. He licked his lips and gave himself a slow stroke before closing the distance between us and positioning himself over me on the bed.
“Do you like what you see? Because you look even better than I’d imagined,” Ben leaned in to gently bite my nipple thru the thin sheer fabric. My breath hitched and a moan escaped my lips. He interrupted my moan with his mouth, crashing into me and pulling my legs around him. Grinding on each other for a bit, his cock found my entrance and started pushing in. I gripped onto his shoulders and he quickly pulled both of my hands up over my head.
“Hmm, where did my tie go…” Ben’s eyes landed on the desired object where I left it on the nightstand and snatched it up. He circled the loop around both of my wrists and tightened them together, knotting the ends to ensure the loop couldn’t easily loosen. “Keep your arms up or I’ll tie you to the headboard,” he instructed. I nodded obediently and he kissed me in response.
He entered me slowly but slammed the last inch of himself in hard, sending shockwaves throughout my pelvis and making me cry out his name. He growled and continued to pound into me, “I love hearing my name on your lips as I fuck you in your boyfriend’s bed.”
He knew how to pull the rolling orgasms building from deep within me, his thick cock brutally massaging my inner walls. His hands roamed my body, appreciating the lingerie he’d selected for me, and cupping a breast as it shook free from the tiny triangle of fabric struggling to contain me. I desperately wanted to rub my clit and help myself reach my peak. Somehow, Ben was a mind reader and reached down to do it for me, “Are you ready to release? I can feel you climbing. Break through for me.”
I screamed in pleasure. I screamed Ben’s name and my pussy erupted into spasms. Ben slowed his thrusts to ease me back down but continued his rough pressure on my clit until I started babbling nonsensically and tried to wiggle away. Ben pulled himself out so he could flip me over and pull my ass into the air. Then he took me roughly from behind, his balls slapping against my tender clit with every thrust.
Ben started grunting behind me so I clenched my pussy around him and rocked back to meet each of his thrusts. He felt so deep and so thick in this position, it was amazing and I couldn’t put together a coherent thought to save my life. The sensation of him bottoming out in me repeatedly took over my whole being.
With one last thrust, Ben roared and released all the way inside me. My pussy overflowed and dripped it’s contents onto my thighs. Ben kept himself sheathed within me and pulled me over onto my side, spooning me. He rocked his hips gently pushing his semi hard cock into me until he was completely flaccid.
“How was that for you?” He whispered.
“Phenomenal,” I breathed, “I want to kiss you.” Ben rolled me onto my back and granted my wish, letting our tongues dance together. His hand lazily traced the edge of the lace on my babydoll down to my crotchless panties before he buried two fingers inside me, swirling our mess around. He brought his drenched fingers up to my lips and I hungrily sucked each one clean. We were sweet, tangy, and salty. He kissed my shoulder and collarbone, grazing his teeth on my neck.
Ben reached up to untie my wrists. Once loose, I rolled towards him to wrap my arms around him and appreciate his naked body. We remained tangled up in each other, talking, grinding, stroking, and making out for the rest of the night until we both passed out.
In the morning, we took a long shower together, and Ben made us breakfast. We watched TV snuggled on the couch before I had to head back to my dorm. I had to visit my parents for a week, but I returned back to campus the Sunday before classes started up again. Ben and I enjoyed two more weekends together in Ryan’s apartment before Ryan returned home from tour and reclaimed me. <3
Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/jj5m6y/fwb23m_takes_care_of_me21f_in_my_bfs_bed
Awesome story
well that’s perfect…