[F]inding [M]y First Reddit Friend- Part 2

Previous story link: [https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b1w42t/finding_my_first_reddit_friend_part_1/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/b1w42t/finding_my_first_reddit_friend_part_1/)

Over the next few days, my Reddit friend and I messaged relentlessly during the day. Even though he was my Sir, he always made sure I was comfortable. While I loved him controlling and dominating me, I also really liked how kind he was. It made me want him that much more.

We had been chatting heavily one day and he made sure I was being a good girl. I had to show him how wet I was at work. I went to the bathroom and slipped my fingers into my dripping slit. I pulled them out to show him what a mess I was making. To his surprise, I licked them clean for him.

“Mmmm such a good girl! How do you taste?”

“Sweet and a little tart. I would love to have your tongue on me.” I replied. I was so worked up, I thought I might have to cum at work.

“It’s too bad you’ll have to wait before you can touch yourself again.” I realized that wasn’t a request.

He then responded by showing me that I had him rock hard at work.

[F]inding [M]y first Reddit Friend – Part 1

After posting a few stories about my past experiences with a coworker and good friend, I had a few redditers reach out, mostly of the would-you-like-to-see-my-dick variety. One guy slid into my DMs and was a decent human. This is our story.

I was working from home on a Thursday and mostly pretty bored. After dicking around for a few hours, I saw a DM. It was the first time I had that happen on Reddit. It started mostly with small talk and a little flirting, but he wasn’t overly aggressive. We exchanged the fact that we were both married and not looking for anything other than possibly chatting. We talked back and forth throughout the day and things got more sexual. He confessed that he was getting off on my stories and it made me wet to think about him cumming based on my writing. He signed off after he came, but things definitely escalated the next day.

Not [F]ucking [M]y Best Friend, but so close Part 4

Link to the previous part if you need to get caught up:

[https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ao7fnl/not_fucking_my_best_friend_but_so_close_part_3/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/ao7fnl/not_fucking_my_best_friend_but_so_close_part_3/)

The riskiest thing I ever did at work is where this story comes to an end. There were many other times that still fuel my fantasies including when he found my panties in his bag and almost passed out from the blood rushing to his head to reenacting the conference room tease on video and then showing him where I had wanted him to touch, lick, and fuck me in the mirror. The last time we played, only I got off, but I know he still thinks about it too.

As we often did, we retreated to a conference room so we could laugh, chat, and be generally dirty in peace. We hadn’t done anything at work outside of sexting since I flashed him. I was extremely turned on after a day of messaging. I had taken off my panties because they were too wet and now uncomfortable. I made sure he knew that fact.

“I’m ridiculously fucking horny right now,” I said as I squirmed in my chair.

“Well why don’t you take care of it,” he said with the sly grin that always put me on my knees.

Not [F]ucking [M]y Best Friend, but so close Part 3

Here’s a link to the previous part. The story continues to build…

[https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/an5yxi/not_fucking_my_best_friend_but_so_close_part_2/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/an5yxi/not_fucking_my_best_friend_but_so_close_part_2/)

After a marathon weekend of sexts and pics, we cooled off for a while. We thought we should stop because neither of us wanted to really cheat. Of course, that didn’t stop the attraction. I couldn’t get the image of his amazing cock out of my head. We just couldn’t leave each other alone. It started again as a guessing game as to which panties I was wearing in the office and sent a pic from the bathroom showing him that I was wearing none. We escalated quickly and the pics turned to videos which got more and more graphic. I don’t know how many times I re-watched a clip of him spilling hot cum up close as I imagined him unloading into me. Every day from work I came home with soaked panties as we messaged back and forth all day long. We kept talking more about what we liked. I am a strong woman in the professional setting and don’t like people to tell me what to do. In bed is a different story.

Not [F]ucking [M]y Best Friend, but so close Part 2

This is a longer one as it covers two encounters the same weekend. The background is in part 1 here:

[https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/amtgcl/not_fucking_my_best_friend_but_so_close_part_1/](https://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/amtgcl/not_fucking_my_best_friend_but_so_close_part_1/)

The next day, I was still hot from thinking about the conversation the day before. I was picturing him with his tongue buried in my slit, driving his fingers deeper and deeper, getting soaked by my juices, just like he described. I came and could feel the wetness underneath me. I reached for my phone and took a picture of my soaked fingers.

“Just thought you should know,” I said in the pic.

“Holy fuck,” he replied almost instantly.

A few minutes went by and a follow up came “Do you know how uncomfortable it is to have a hard on standing at a bar? There’s almost no way to hide it.”

“I guess you better take care of it then.” I replied.

“Give me a few minutes”.

I was leaving the house to run errands when he called.

“Are you alone?” he said without a hello.

“I am,” I said, “but only for a minute. I’m already late for a wax.”

Not [F]ucking [M]y best friend, but so close part 1

This is my first ever Reddit post and I wanted to share a close call (or several) that I had with one my closest friends. Hopefully I do this right since I’m a gonewildstories virgin. We’re both married and now strictly friends so I’m keeping out some identifying details.

We met at work and had a pretty instant connection. To paint the picture, I’m in my early thirties, large busted, dark hair, pierced and tattooed, but not heavily so. He’s not my normal type as he’s pretty clean cut but he’s slim, mid thirties, fair, with bright eyes and a great smile. Through some drunken shenanigans, we realized we were both attracted to each other. We would continuously come close to exchanging a kiss, but would pull away at the last minute. After one drunken incident, his wife read some of our texts which while technically harmless did not paint a good picture, so we moved to a chatting and picture sharing app that would erase our messages. Initially, it was so our friendly conversations remained private. We agreed to just be friends but I continued to think about him and what I wanted him to do to me as I touched myself more and more frequently. I thought he had moved past the attraction.