New FWB Broke My Dry Spell And Gave Me The Best Sex Of My Life [MF] (M25, F28)

Sexy stuff begins at *****, for those who are impatient/horny as I sometime am.

This was fairly recent in January. Like everyone else, quarantine has dried up a lot of my dating/fwb prospects, and the last girl I had dated and had sex with was 4 months prior to this. With my unrelenting sex drive, I’d been visiting Reddit almost daily to admire the beautiful women who are kind/horny enough to share nudes to strangers online (the real mvp’s!!). But it still lacked the personal connection I desired. So, armed with my smartphone and multiple Tinder-esque apps, day by day I was swiping away.

I’m not a greek god or anything, but I’m not a bad looking guy. 6’1″, blonde hair/blue eyes, and slim-fit (enough for a 6-pack outline), and, if I do say so myself, nice forearms (rock climbing has done wonders for them). Even so, I was really struggling to get a match, and whenever I would, the conversation would die down before we met up.

But one day, I matched with Rachel (name changed obvi). She gave me artsy, girl-next-door vibes, both of which I loved. Her long, wavy brown hair flowed over her shoulders as she sat near a vintage tv in one photo. Another photo showed her reclining in a chair at the beach. She wasn’t flaunting her body, but she seemed confident in her own skin.

We started conversing and found we shared a love for Malibu beaches and 1960’s/70’s rock greats such as the Beatles, Led Zeppelin, and David Bowie. We started flirting and talking about our sexual desires, and found we both were looking for FWB’s and threesomes. A match made in heaven!

We Facetimed a few days later and our personalities meshed together well! She was outgoing and easy to conversate with. Someone I’d enjoy hanging out with in addition to getting naked with. All the boxes were checked. We agreed on a Saturday at 3pm.

In the meantime, we kept texting about what we were looking forward to doing. She said she wanted me to down on her, and to watch me stroke myself as I did, both of which I would be happy to oblige. I told her that I loved sensual sex, that to me the foreplay is as much fun as the sex itself. She said that sounded wonderful and would like to top off the night with post-sex cuddles and pillow talk. How on earth did I manage to meet this amazing woman??

The day finally arrived. 3pm couldn’t come fast enough! I arrived at her apartment and was greeted by Rachel in the parking garage. She was petite, about 5′ 2″, and looked like she had been spending a well-deserved day off lounging in her sweatpants and crop-top. We embraced with a hug and smiled, and went through the hallway to her door.

Her apartment had a really neat vibe. Vinyl records and concert tickets decorated the walls. It looked like a record store. We talked for a few minutes on the couch and the sexual tension was becoming more palpable quickly. I’m usually the type of guy to wait for a signal from the girl to be ready, so I was put at ease when after a few minutes she put on a classic rock playlist and said “Let’s do this”.

*****

We leaned in and kissed with gentle passion. God, it was richly satisfying to feel so desired. My cock started to swell as our hands ran over each other’s bodies. I had to remove one of my hands at one point to readjust my growing bulge in my pants. She took off her crop-top, revealing her beautiful perky B-cup breasts. I leaned in and kissed them, then took turns sucking on her nipples adoringly. Deciding the experiences would be even better fully undressed, Rachel and I removed the rest of our clothes and she led me to her bedroom.

God, she was beautiful. She was in shape with healthy curves on her hips. She didn’t wear much, if any, make-up, which I loved. She was real. And this real girl and I were about to have a lot more fun. We laid down in bed and resumed kissing, this time running our hands over each other’s bare skin. We must’ve acquainted our fingers with every inch of each other’s bodies. I started grinding my hard cock against her, and she responded by breathing heavily while rubbing her clit against me. It was such a euphoric sensation. There was no agenda, no pretentiousness, no pressure. Just enjoying the moment.

Eventually, I asked if I could slip on a condom and enter her. She agreed without hesitation, and turned over on her stomach as I rolled the condom onto my cock. Prone-bone is one of my favorite positions, and I thoroughly enjoyed the moment as I pushed inside her vagina, and then began thrusting in and out, laying my stomach and chest on top of her back, occasionally kissing her neck or cheek as she breathed gentle, heavy moans of pleasure.

We rolled onto our sides, my cock still in her warm, wet pussy. At this point, about an hour had passed since we started, and we decided it was time to give Rachel an orgasm. She directed me to keep thrusting from the side while she took out her vibrator to stimulate her clit. Let me tell you, cuddlefucking as your parter begins trembling and shaking in your arms more and more from her orgasm is something special to behold. Rachel was quite satisfied. Now it was my turn.

I’ve always had the good problem of lasting too long. I can keep my cock hard with a woman for literally hours, but had only cum in front of one partner previously. My best chance of making it two was by my own hand. But Rachel was a wonderful masturbatory companion. She sat in front of me and played with herself while I stroked my cock for about 20 minutes. She was so patient. I thanked her for being willing to take the time for me.

“No problem!” she replied. “Besides, watching guys masturbate is literally my favorite kind of porn.”

This spurred me on even more, knowing I was like her own personal pornstar. I felt so sexy, so desired.

“How about you keep touching yourself with my clit in your mouth?” She suggested.

I smiled ear to ear and nodded. She moved her pussy onto my face. She tasted the best out of any girl I’d been with. Very clean, like she had just showered before I got there. I sucked on her lips for who knows how long. Eventually, I could finally feel myself push through the mental barrier. I felt my orgasm rising to me. I told her I was cumming, laid back, closed my eyes, and came the hardest I ever have around somebody else.

I was in such a state of intense bliss I felt as though I could barely move. She cleaned up the cum off me. I didn’t see how large my load was, but I could feel that it was pretty big, which Rachel delightedly confirmed. We embraced again and cuddled and talked for a while. We ended up being in bed for 4 hours that day.

Rachel has a demanding job and has been too busy to hang out lately but when I text her she says she hasn’t forgotten about me, and when she is able to balance work and life better she wants to get together again. As you can imagine, I can’t wait until our next encounter!

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/m01g5m/new_fwb_broke_my_dry_spell_and_gave_me_the_best