Let’s start with some background. M and I had been together for several years and there’s always been great chemistry between us. Life happened, we broke up, he started seeing this girl and we stopped talking for a couple months. I reached out to M cause I needed support with some family issues he knew about and the door opened to us hanging out again.
A place near M’s work was hosting a free yoga class and I just had to go. A free yoga class and I get to see my best friend I haven’t seen in ages? Done. After a good workout, I texted M to come say hi to me. We met up and he tells me that he’s no longer with that girl anymore. Of course this intrigued me and what he said next took me over the edge. He told me how he wanted to get fit, he’s changing up his style to how he always wanted to dress, is getting his ears pierced later that day, and that he wants to get so hot that women get intimidated by him because they know they aren’t on his level. Him saying all that made me hot with rage and lust. How dare he stand there in front of me, showing off how he’s grown into this confident sexy man. If he’s going to put himself on display like that, then I am too. I told him how hot I think his new style is and how sexy it is seeing him become this person he’s always wanted to be. As a friend, it made me genuinely happy to see this change in him but also it made me want him to fuck me ‘til I couldn’t walk.
After joking around and talking for a bit more, he mentions that he’s okay with hanging out and being friends again. Which was great because there were shows that we would watch together but I haven’t watched because of our break-up. I told him how I was excited that we could watch shows together again but not Supernatural, since it was usually… background noise. He smirked and stopped himself from saying something. A flash of heat went through my body as I knew what this man was insinuating. If he’s bold enough to imply it, then he needs to be bold enough to say it to my face. I grabbed his face and told him he better tell me what the fuck he was thinking.
“I wasn’t thinking, I was feeling something.”
“Okay, then tell me what you were feeling.”
He got out of my grasp before saying, “Hey what happens happens.”
Mhm, okay.
I told him, “In all seriousness though, I’m going to need time to figure out if I’m okay with doing something like that.”
I really let my pussy do the thinking with how things ended up didn’t I?
We talked some more before I had to leave to go to work. I was sure that my day was going to be boring, like every other day, but when I saw what he looked liked with his ears pierced, shit went off the rails from there.
He asked when I was getting off work because the place was close to my apartment and he was down to chill if I was too. I was but I got off pretty late and he had work early the next day. I then saw his new Insta post of his newly pierced ears and I couldn’t handle it.
I texted him “fuck you for looking so hot with earrings.” He told me how he knew he’d would look good with em. I hate how right he can be. He didn’t just look good, he looked goddamn sexy and was making me wet. Fucking bastard. He’s enjoying my anger at how he’s making me feel while pointing out how it’s funny what he does to me without trying. The man knows he has power over me and with every text making me more and more wet. It’s unfair that he was doing this to me while I was at work, I couldn’t do anything about it besides wait till I got home and could deal with all this pent up lust. I told him that too bad sleep was more important to him than the evil scheme he had planned for me. He implies that maybe he will still come over since I’m so close by. Ugh, whatever. The choice is his and I’m going to resolve this sexual tension in me one way or another.
I’ll survive without his dick, I’ll be fine.
He texts me “I’m sure you will be but both of us know what you want more, no matter how much you pretend. I’m sure you’d rather live than merely survive?” Bastard. I couldn’t handle it anymore, I just needed to survive the last 30 minutes of my shift and then I can go home.
I’m home for 30 minutes before I hear my door unlock. I gave him a key when I first moved in for in cases of emergency since he lived so close and there he was, dressed in a cute pink shirt, grey sweatpants and a huge smile on his face. Even though he acted like he might not come over, I made sure I was wearing some of his favorite things. A large black pull over he gave me when we were together and these tiny pink shorts that could barely cover my ass. I took him over to the balcony to show him some of the things I’ve done to it and when I turned around, he was blocking the only way away from the door and there was no sign of him moving. Fine, if this is how he wants to do this. I go in for a kiss and he backs away from me.
Fuck this guy.
I go sit on the couch and he follows me, making sure to pull my legs closer to him as he sat down. He starts to caress my legs and asked me if I wanted to watch something.
Please, like we were going to watch anything.
“Well I might not stay too long since I do have work early.”
Hmm okay sure. “If that’s the case, then why don’t we just talk since there won’t be enough time to watch something?”
His hand then start to slowly move up my leg, inching closer and closer to my pussy. With each inch he advances, the heavier my breathing got. When he finally reached my pussy, he gave it the lightest touch and retreated his hand back to my knee.
Goddamnit.
I shoot him a look of anger but all he does is smile and move his hand to my stomach. He reached under my shirt and started to move his hand up and down my stomach. After a minute of this he stops and tells me that I have three choices: I can take what I want, do what he says, or get nothing. He wasn’t going to tell me what to do so it’s up to me to make the choice here.
Fine.
I sit up and swing my leg across him to straddle his lap and I immediately go to pet my cat that’s next to him. If he’s going to play with me, then I just have to play with him.
“You bitch,” he growls before before grabbing my face and kissing me. Before I know it I’m grinding on him, pulling at his hair, and small moans already are escaping my lips. I haven’t had sex in two months and desperately needed a release. He hooks my legs behind his back before standing up to take us to the bedroom. My mind and body are going crazy, I’ve always wanted him to do this. He lays me down on the bed and rips off my shorts and panties and dives his tongue deep into my pussy. God I missed the warmth of his mouth on me. His tongue creased every part of me, circling my clit, kissing and biting my thighs. It wasn’t long before I was pulling his hair, crushing his head with my thighs as I came.
He laid down on the bed and beckoned me to him. I laid on top of him and it’s my turn to make him feel good. I kiss and suck on his neck, just enough to feel good but leave nothing behind. I bite his ears and moans finally escape his mouth. Even thinking about that noise makes me wet. I work my way down his body, making sure to take the time to kiss him on every inch of his chest before reaching the top of his pants. I move down to his thighs, grabbing and kissing him above his pants before removing them. With him now in just his underwear, I focus my attention on his neck while grabbing his dick through his underwear. I hoped I was torturing him like he was to me earlier but I was having too much fun to really care. I finally take off his underwear and took a moment to take in his dick. 6 inches of uncut dick begging to be touched. It just looked so perfect. The head glistened with precum and I knew I was doing my job right. I licked him from base to tip and took my time giving it kisses before putting his cock into my mouth. Oh god how I’ve missed this feeling. I pushed him as far into my mouth as I could and blew him to the best of my abilities. As I moved his dick in and out of my mouth, my tongue danced around it, savoring the feeling and taste as much as I could. Each time his dick left my mouth, his dick got more and more slick with my spit. As much as I was having fun blowing him, I needed him in me.
He must have thought the same thing cause he pulled my face up to met his and kissed me deeply. He laid me down on my stomach and slowly inserted his dick in me. Even with how much he worked me up, I could feel my pussy stretch to accommodate him. I love so many things about sex but this had to be number one. The feeling when he first puts his dick in me is like nothing else. No matter how many times we fucked, I’ll always had to stretch to fit him in. He wastes no time once he’s fully in me. He fucks me with such force I lose my breath almost immediately, making me moan with every thrust. He brings his lips to my neck and starts kissing and biting me, making me crumble even more than he already had. He knew he had complete control over me and there was nothing I could do to stop him from taking what he wanted. Not like I wanted to, I was getting lost in every thrust, thinking about how good it was all feeling, how fucking hot he is. Suddenly he stops and pulls me to the edge of the bed and tells me to put my legs around him and sit up. Confused, it took me a second to do what he asked but as soon as I did, he lifted me up and started fucking me. Never in the five years we were together, did he fuck me standing up. But here I was, holding on for dear life as he pounded my pussy standing up. He moved us to my mirror and made sure I could see what was happening. It wasn’t long before I was cumming again. I tried my best to not move too much as I came as I didn’t want to make it harder for him to hold me up. He laid me down on the bed and it was my turn to do the work.
I got on top of him and start riding him like my life depended on it. Before, it would take me a little bit to get used to being on top and really ride him but that shyness was no longer in me. I got the privilege to ride this extremely hot guy and I needed to show him why he should be fucking me and why I deserve it. I came several times before collapsing on him, kissing his neck as I came down from the high. I wanted a moment to rest but he had other plans. He grabbed my hips and forced them to move, thrusting his dick into me with each push of my hips. It was too much for me. He was hitting my g-spot and there was no way for me to move away, he had me trapped. He made me cum again and finally let me have my moment of rest. We kissed and held each other close as we caught our breath.
I always loved hickeys and I more than earned one so I asked him to give me one, for him to mark what’s his. He rolled me onto my back and pressed his lips to my breast, sucking and playing with my nipple before moving down slightly to give me my hickey. I pushed him on his back so I could give one to him, he’s mine as much as I’m his and whoever else he fucks needs to know that.
It was getting late and things needed to come to an end soon so he asked me where I wanted him to cum. As much as I wanted him to force his all of his dick in me and cum in my pussy, it was just too risky. I started a new birth control and wanted to be on it a few months before having him release a load into me. I asked him to cum on my pussy and he was ready to oblige. He started to masturbate, rubbing the tip of his dick against my pussy as he did. He knew that drove me crazy and I was starting to get off on the feeling of his dick rubbing up and down my pussy as he was getting ready to cum. Soon he was cumming and I almost let my horniness take over as I so desperately wants to wrap my legs around him and pull him into my pussy as he came.
One day he’ll cum in me and I’m impatiently waiting for that day.
He cleaned me up and cuddled with me, telling me how I did a great job and how much he loved fucking me. We weren’t looking to get back together, we just want to have fun and fuck so we agreed on a new arrangement: friends with benefits. And believe me, there are a lot of benefits.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/vugoh5/how_my_ex_became_my_fwb_fm