I have this FWB we will call Sofie. She’s in her middle 30s, black long hair, nice green eyes (she needs badly glasses, but usually she use contact lenses) and a firm body. She’s a sporty, she practice parkour and train all the time, so her body is rock solid.
We met at common friends’ house at a dinner and went along well. We dated a little bit, but we understood it could not work, we are too different. But since we really like each other and enjoy the company of the other, we hang out. We have this “let’s see how it goes” situation where we could have sex or simply spend time together and enjoy the other one (sometimes we cry on the other shoulder, during hard times).
One night we went out for dinner and drinks, since we didn’t see each other for a long time. While we were going to the restaurant, we bumped in Paul. He’s the son of my neighbors, a bright, smart and very intelligent guy. He must be around 22 years old, he’s a gamer, so we play together at Call of dUty and I lend him my DVD or BluRay movies (yes, I’m old enough to collect and yes, you young mfuckers should love more classic movies). That night Paul was dressed to kill: a suit, without tie, freshly shaved, clearly out for a date. I stopped to say hi, introduced Sofie, he told me he was actually going out with a girl he mentioned a couple of times, during our games. So I told him to have fun and we went have dinner.
After dinner we went to our favorite bar for a “wingmen mode night”. We would do our best to help the other to score. But I wasn’t really in the mood; Sofie was ready to fire, but she didn’t find anyone she liked. So we decided for a round of drinks at my place and to see what would happen.
When we entered my building, we found Paul waiting for the elevator. It was note very late, like 1 a.m., so finding him there was quite a surprise for me. When he saw us he smiled, slightly embarrassed, and we greeted.
“it’s early”, I said.
“Yeah. I know. She was…you know…tired” he said, with a sad smile that explained everything.
“Yes, of course” I said, while the three of us entered in the lift.
There was an awkward silence and Sofie gave me a look like “poor boy”.
“So, Paul, we’re having the parting glass. Want to join? I also have a DVD for you.”
He looked at us, Sofie smiled charmingly and he nodded. We entered in my apartment, I went straight to the kitchen and took glasses.
“What do you drink? Beer or something stronger?” I asked.
“Beer will be fine, thanks”
“And you, Sofie?”
“You know me”
I came back with a beer, two glasses and a bottle of whiskey. I filled the glasses and raised mine.
“To Saturday nights”, I said.
“To Saturday nights”, Paul said.
“To stupid girls”, Sofie said.
We drink and sat down, Paul and I started talking about gaming and movies, while Sofie was drinking and looking at my movie collection. After a while she poured some whiskey in my glass and in hers and asked “So, Paul, what happened with your date?”.
Paul was embarrassed and looked at me “Only if you want to talk about”, I said, massaging my eyes.
“Well, nothing really. It simply didn’t work, I think.”
Sofie sat on the armrest of my sofa, slightly pulling up her skirt. “What does it means?” she asked, before drinking whiskey.
“I don’t know…she didn’t…like, she wasn’t interested, I think…”
Sofie took the bottle of whiskey and showed it to me “Another round?”.
“Yep.” I said, throwing her a glance that meant “I’m watching you”. She was a little bit tipsy and I saw her that way other times: she would become extremely frank, bordering with rude.
She filled our glasses.
“How can you say?” she asked to Paul. “That she wasn’t interested. Why are you sure?”
“I’m not really…I mean, I’m here with you two and not with her…”
“Did you do your thing?”
“My thing what?”
“Your move. Did you do your move?”
“What move?”
“Any move. Paul, every man has a move. Something you do to show interest.” he didn’t answer and she looked at me like she couldn’t believe it “The move, Paul! Jesus Christ! Look at him – she said, pointing her finger, – the first time we went out he grabbed me while we were dancing and made me feel his hard cock through his pants!”
“Sofie…”, I said slowly.
“That’s the move!”
“Sofie…”, I repeated, more firmly.
“No, he’s a man, with beard and everything and he must know how things works or he will spend every Saturday night of his life jerking off.”
Paul’s face was red and he didn’t talk, looking nervously inside his beer.
“Don’t mind her, she drunk a little bit too much”, I said.
“That’s true, but still I’m right and you know it!” she said to me. “Paul, explain me: how could you strike with your previous girlfriend without a move?”
There was a long and embarrassed silence and Paul’s faces was even more red, if it was possible. Sofie looked at him, then at me, then again at him and then again at me, while the thought found his way through the alcohol.
“Jesus Christ, Sofie, should I write it down for you?”, I said giving her a slap on the arm.
“No!” she exclaimed looking at Paul. “No! No fucking way!”
Paul didn’t say anything and smiled nervously.
“How is it possible!?” she asked grabbing him by the shoulders. “I’m sure it’s your fault, you should be more relaxed!”
“Oh well, we don’t risk that, now”, I suggested finishing my whiskey.
“No, OK. I’m sorry. I could have drunk a little too much, that’s true” Sofie said, “but I want you both to know one thing: there’s no way that you are going home without getting some, Paul, I’m sorry.”
“What?”, he asked incredulous.
“Yeah, what?”, I asked amused.
“Not on my watch boys. That’s it.”
She stood up and went to the kitchen, Paul looked at me “What is happening here?”
“You have two choices: leave now, I will block her. Or stay and see what happens. In both cases no arm will be done to you.”, I just said, shrugging.
Paul looked in the kitchen direction and then leaned towards me “Is she serious? What is she talking about?”.
“She’s serious. I don’t know what she’s preparing, but I thrust her.”
She came back with a glass and poured some whiskey in.
“First of all, Paul – she said giving him the glass, – stop drinking like a teenager and start drinking like a man.”
She filled my and her glass too and raised it “To Saturday nights!”, she said.
Paul looked at me, then her, the our glasses bumped and we emptied them.
“That’s really good”, he admitted.
“Now we are speaking the same language, Paul”, said Sofie and filled his glass again. Then sat on his lap and kissed him. I saw her pushing her tongue in his mouth and, after a brief moment, sucking his.
“Can you feel how good my kisses taste, after a whiskey?”, she asked him, while biting his earlobe.
“Yes…they taste wonderful…”, he moaned.
She gave him the glass, took his other had and, slowly, put it on her ass.
“This is a move, Paul”, she said, before kissing him again.
He grabbed her ass and squeezed a couple of time, while they french kissed wildly. She took a sip of whiskey in her mouth and kissed him again, passing him the alcohol. Her hand slowly run from his chest to his legs, caressing in the middle.
“I can see my move works on you, Paul”, she said before passing her tongue on his neck.
“Yes, it works, it works”, he moaned in a weak voice.
She took his hand and put it on her breast.
“These are my tits. They’re not very big, but I like when a gentleman touch, lick and suck them”.
“OK…yes…”, he moaned again.
Sofie giggled and kissed him again, then looked him in the eyes “Everything is alright, hun? Are you comfortable?”
“Yes, yes, totally”, he said feverishly while grabbing her boobs.
“OK, if you want me to stop, if you don’t like something, just say it, all right?”
“All right.”
She kissed him again and ruffled his hair “Aaawww. You’re so cute, I like you a lot.”.
Sofie started to open Paul’s trousers and put her hand inside.
“I think you will like what comes next, Paulie.” She took his cock out and started to masturbate him slowly. “Can I call you Paulie?”
“Yes, of course…” his voice was almost inaudible.
“OK, then. You can call me Madame Sofie.”
“Yes, Madame Sofie, no problem.”
Sofie started to laugh and stopped masturbating him “I’m jocking, Paul! Jesus Christ, Sofie, just call me Sofie.”
“Oh…yes, of course.”
She kissed him again.
“Sorry, I didn’t mean to make fun of you. I’ve been naughty. Come on, slap my ass.”
She turned around and poked out his butt. Paul gave me a look and I nodded. He gave a light slap and she looked over her shoulder.
“Excuse me, what was that, Paulie? Can I have a real slap, now?”
He slapped harder this time and she let out a little scream. “Oh yes, Paulie, that’s the way: strong, but not too strong.”
She walked toward me and turned around. “Would you be nice and unzip my dress, love?”
I unzipped her and she leaned toward me to kiss me. “Shall I leave you alone, Sofie?”, I asked.
“No, stay, please. I’m going to need you soon” she said, winking.
She went back to Paul, just wearing her underwear: a black bra and a black tong for her perfect ass. Sofie sat on Paul’s lap and looked at him.
“So, Paulie. Where were we?”, she asked.
“Well, we were kissing and…you now…petting…”
“Oh yes, now I remember.”
She stood there and he looked at her, the mouth open, like he didn’t know what to do.
“Paulie – she whispered, – it’s time for the move”, she nodded.
Like he remembered, Paulie put his hand on her waist and pulled her towards him.
“That’s a good beginning…”
He kissed her passionately, while his hand were caressing her ass. They kissed for a long time and Sofie started to masturbate him again. After a couple of minute Paul emitted a moan, Sofie grabbed his hair and kept kissing him while masturbating and he came, shooting load after load on Sofie’s hand and thigh.
“Oh my God…”, Paul whispered.
“Everything’s fine, Paulie, don’t you worry, you’ve been great.”
She stood up and ran quickly to the kitchen, coming back with some paper to clean.”
“I’m sorry…- he said, – I didn’t mean to…”
“Hey you – she said, grabbing his face – you have been great, Paulie”. She looked him in his eyes, smiling, and he nodded and kissed her. She moaned, nicely surprised and then caressed his cheek. “You’re a good boy, Paulie. You will make someone very happy, one day, I promise.”
“Thanks…”, he said.”
“So, since you’ve been a good boy, let’s go to step two.”
“What is step two?”, he asked, being nervous again.
“First of all, take your glass of whiskey and take a sip. Relax. I don’t want you to have an heart attack”. Paul drunk from the glass and took a couple of deep breath. “Very good, now be a peach and spread your legs”, she said, while getting on her knees.
Once Paul opened his leg, she started to pull down his trousers and underwear. She looked silently at his cock for dew seconds and then sighed “I’m so happy to be here, right now”, she said, with a wink of her eye.
She took out her tongue and passed it along Paul cock, that wasn’t hard in that moment. He emitted like a squeak and she laughed “Yeah, I know”, Sofie said. “Keep drinking and enjoy the ride, Paulie”.
He sipped the whiskey and she kept licking and kissing his cock, that, slowly, became harder and harder. In his full length it was quite interesting, I must admit. Sofie kissed the tip and then started to masturbate him again.
“I want you to know one thing, Paulie: you’re a nice guy and the only reason for not having sex with the girl you like is that you’re to idiot to realize how much she would like to.”
“OK…”, he answered.
She leaned toward the cock and started sucking the tip, then, slowly, she went down, inch after inch, until almost arrive to the end of it. Once she deep throated him she started moving his head with a rotating movement.
“Oh fuck!”, Paul screamed.
Sofie kept going for several seconds, before taking out the cock and starting masturbating him again, while licking gently his balls.
“Do you like it? Or are you sensible, here?”, she asked stopping from licking.
“No, please, don’t stop, Sofie…”
“Madame Sofie”, she corrected him, before laughing and starting again to lick his balls.
Paul’s face was twisted by a whole series of expressions of pleasure. I put my hand in front of my mouth and hid a smile, since he was tender and ridiculous at the same time.
In the meantime Sofie started to blow him again with great passion and technique. “Do you need a whiskey refill, Paulie?” she asked.”
“What? No, no, I don’t…”
“Keep drinking, hun, enjoy the experience.”
He drunk the whole remaining whiskey in one sip, while Sofie licked her middle finger and smiled at him.
“OK, Paulie, do you thrust me?”
“Yes, of course.”
“Very good, then let me do my thing.”
He nodded, she started to suck his cock again and, slowly, put her middle finger under his balls, reaching his butthole. Paul widened his eyes and she put the other hand on his chest, like to asking him to resist, while she was fingering and sucking him at the same time. After a moment of tension, Paul relaxed and I could see he was really enjoying the thing.
“I’m almost there…”, he whispered.
Sofie took her hand away and stopped sucking.
“OK, Paulie, we have to talk about one thing. A very important one.”
“Now?”
“Yes, now. Listen to me very carefully: coming is a great thing. Really. Is my favorite thing in life.”
“Yes, OK.”
“But you, Paulie, you should never ever ever forget to give pleasure to the girl who’s having sex with you. Do you understand me?”
“Yes, Sofie, of course.”
“Don’t be an asshole, Paulie. Be nice and give the girl an orgasm or I will be very disappointed.”
“I promise I will.”
“Yes? Because I didn’t have an orgasm and you almost had two, already.”
“Oh…you mean I should…”
“No. No. Paulie, I’m sorry, there is another thing I want you to know. I know you were almost at the point of filling my mouth, but one last thing: I’m a slut, but I’m not going to fuck you. I want your first time to be with someone else, someone special. Or maybe not, but not here, not tonight, alright?”
“If you say so…”
“I say so.”
“OK, but what happens now?”
She looked at me and smiled “How about fuck me, love?”.
“It was fucking time”, I moaned, starting to undress.
“Him? Now?”, asked Paul.
“Yes. Don’t be a prude, you have let him watch you while I was blowing you, I don’t see any problem in you watching him sticking his cock in me.”
Paul didn’t say anything and simply nodded, Sofie blew him a kiss and started licking his cock again “I like your cock, Paulie”.
She changed position and went on her fours, while I came behind her and moved apart her tong, putting a finger inside her. She moaned.
“You’re super wet, you slut”, I whispered in her ear.”
“Stop fucking around and make me come, love”, she said, before kissing me.
I pointed my cock against his pussy and slowly entered in her, hearing her groaning.
“Fuck…”, she said, and I started to move, first slowly and then faster and harder. I slapped her ass a couple of time and grabbed her by the waist. Sofie moaned and screamed and looked at Paul.
“I like how he fucks me, Paulie. A lot.”
“Yes….”, he said, looking me fuck her roughly.
“Please, Paulie, take my hair and push your cock in my mouth, I beg you…”, she moaned.
Paul took her by the hair and put her cock between her lips, she started sucking while I didn’t stop.
“Hey Paul – I said, – help her. Fuck her mouth.”
He looked at me and I nodded and he started to move back and forth, fucking her mouth with deep movements. Sofie gagged and moaned, while she was filled on both sides. I could see her mascara dripping down her cheeks, while we were fucking her hard.
“Fuck, I’m coming…”, Paul said.
“Keep going”, I simply said.
He kept fucking her in her mouth and screamed while coming in there, Sofie didn’t retract or moved, she simply let him fill her throat with his cum.
I stopped fucking her and turned her around, putting her on her back, her legs on my shoulder and started again to fuck her, going deeper and deeper. Sofie looked at me with a stare glance, moaning.
“Fuck me, fill me…”
While I fucked her, I started masturbating her and she screamed with pleasure.
“Don’t stand there, Paul. Put your cock in his mouth again”, I said.
Paul moved nearer and Sofie took is half hard cock in his mouth, smiling gratefully. Paul moaned as she sucked him again and, suddenly, she screamed and twisted and came, beating a fist against my chest. I slowed down the pace and fucked her slowly and gently, she moaned while still sucking Paul’s cock.
“Where do you want me to cum?”, I asked.
“Fill my mouth, love.”
I took out my cock from her and made her sit down, her back leaning against the chair. I stood up and put my cock in her mouth, starting fucking her lips. Pulled her hair and made her gag, keeping my cock all inside, while she was weeping. After few hit I came and she swallowed everything.
I helped her to lay on the couch and I sat next to her, caressing her hair.
“Hey, Paul – she said, – not bad for a Saturday night, no?”
“No, Sofie, it was great.”
“OK, so now I’ll have a shower and a good night of sleep. I’m going to leave you boys to masturbate on videogames.”
She stood up and kissed me. And she kissed Paul “It was a pleasure to met you, Paulie. And don’t say that the pleasure was yours, I already know it.”
She went in my room and left us to drink a last glass, before ending the night.