I [F] tried to return the favor for last week and was thoroughly one upped by my FWB [M]. How on earth can sex be so good?

I posted for the first time last week, an innocent story about having my ass eaten. This is a continuation of that story.

As the multi orgasmic fog of horny delight settled and the creepy DM’s filled my inbox this past week, one thought and one thought alone filled my mind. After being tongue thrust into a new hyper dimension where my sexual partner actually cared about my pleasure for the first time, all I wanted to do was return the favor.

Come this Saturday night, I was going to suck this man’s dick like the nectar of the gods was inside him. I was going to take him so deep down my throat he could bone my backside from the inside out. Months and months of never skipping leg day would finally amount to the moment of glory I’d been preparing for as I would ride him into the sunset like the well endowed, extremely generous, stallion of a tinder god he is.

I spent the week preparing for my quest, much like a training montage. Picture eye of the tiger playing in the background as I slathered on chapstick like I owned stock in blistex, drank gallons of water to keep myself hydrated, and practiced relaxing my gag reflex around my toothbrush. This was serious business.

I [F] had my ass eaten for the first time and my body ravished last night by my FWB [M]. Who knew sex could be so good?

I have been on the market for a good FWB for the past few weeks, and ding ding ding, I think we have a winner!

The first time I slept with him, the main takeaway for me was that he was easy to have fun with, talented with his mouth, fantastic with his dick, and his cuddle game was on point. It was amazing, but not necessarily life changing.

Last night however, was the second time we fooled around and all I have to say is WOW. I am pretty used to making out for a few minutes, some wandering hands, a little dry humping, I give a blowie, MAYBE he throws a couple token licks down there on me, then go time with doing the do. But that was not at all on the agenda last night.

No. Instead, after making out for a bit, and some dry humping, he told me to take my pants and panties off. No hesitation on that one here lol. He then proceeded to go down on me like no one ever has before. I am always a little self conscious of how long it can take for me to come, and have even apologized for it before. But last night, he took his time in ways that had me squirming, moaning, legs shaking, and my hand holding onto his for dear life.