I have received a lot of requests for an update from my story about my friend ‘Ashley’. I won’t pin the initial posts here but you can view them via my profile if you want.
I would say that I identify as straight and always have, but after therapy and some major healing, this almost urgent curiosity is building every day. I’m not going to over-analyze it, I’m just going to explore :)
Since my last story, ‘Ashley’ has been coming at me hard with compliments and just constantly telling me how hot I am, how she can’t wait to be with me, how she is so wet thinking about me. I shared with her about how I’d discovered the boob69 sub and now she’s all in on that and keeps bringing it up. Her talking to me about it fucking kills me. Seriously, I swear to god I change my underwear all fucking day. *blush*
We created a snap group with me and my man and her and her man. We’ve been sharing nudes and videos/pics of sex and stuff. Omg, she is hot. Like fucking magnetic. Seeing pics of his dick in her mouth was fun and exciting, but seeing her delicious tits and her beautiful body knowing I will get to touch it and suck on her nipples one day is too fucking much. Omg, it creates this like ache. *deep breaths*
This week I was at Ashley’s sister’s house and Ashley came over with her family. There was like 20 people in the house for dinner. Dear god, she looked amazing. My heart was racing when she came up the stairs. I was like this panic stricken teenager lol. We made eye contact and shared this knowing look. Jesus fucking christ, I couldn’t even handle it. We were both messaging in the group chat with the guys about how fucking sexy the other one was and how wet we were having this secret in the middle of all these people in the house lol.
At one point the two of us were in the kitchen talking and she got super close to me (her sister was behind her) and I felt like the tension was gonna fucking blow. You know when you’re attracted to someone and they touch you and it’s like this super electric, intense (and horny) feeling – it was like that. We are a very affectionate friend group so it wasn’t out of the ordinary to be close talking. But the close talking wasn’t about being quiet, it was about this fucking tension. Omg. It was like a physical thing in the air. I couldn’t think of anything when she was talking to me except how much ache and wetness I could feel. Omg seriously *blush*
We hung out at her sister’s house for a few hours – eating, chilling, playing with the kids. I went home and fucked my man like an animal… or like an “insatiable little slut” in his words lol.
Sex with my man has never been better. Last night we had maybe the best sex we’ve ever had (in 25 years, that is saying something!!). The intensity was like our lives depended on it. It’s the third time in my life that I’ve cried after sex – not like balling obviously lol, just orgasm-induced laughing uncontrollably and then came some tears. The intensity was so much that it made me emotional. My god.
Anyway, things are indeed moving along and this shit is definitely going to go down. Not sure when (adulting wrecks everything lol), but that’s the update for now. I know there wasn’t a lot, but it is building and it will be fucking mind blowing in the end and I cannot wait.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/t1bx4g/update_on_our_adventures_with_ashley_ffm
Sounds like a divine flame has ignited for you sexually. Love that. Great read!