Fuck buddy diaries - Part one (MF) | 2016

A little love for my last story prompted me to provide another.

First a little background -

After college, I found myself single, living away from home, not too many friends in my new town yet. I spent a lot of weekends back at home where I still knew a lot of folks. I'd train home on Friday night, chill with my family and typically on Saturday night I'd borrow dad's car and go into town.

One guy I knew from high school was now living with his girlfriend, and they had a roommate who was a single mom. I was home for Easter and went to hang out with him (Dave) and meet his GF (Susan) and the roommate (Kelly) and her son, age approximately 4.

We had a lot of fun, playing a little catch (football, frisbee) playing with the young son, having a few beers, snacking on KFC. In the evening Kelly's son went to bed and we started drinking a little (not a lot) more seriously and smoked a couple joints. Susan and Kelly were a lot of fun and I enjoyed their company. Kelly and I were friendly, perhaps a little flirting, but nothing very serious, as far as I could tell. That was cool, she was attractive but I was enjoying just hanging with folks and didn't really feel the need to pursue her.

As the evening progressed, Kelly eventually said she was off to bed and I stayed up with Dave and Susan. They were a bit drunk and started fooling around a bit on the sofa. I was pretty drunk too, at least too drunk to drive (although in those days, that didn't really mean very much - sad to say) and just felt like passing out for the night.

Dave said, "you should just go crawl into bed with Kelly." This came as a bit of a shock to me but Susan backed him up saying, "oh yeah, she's really into you."

I wasn't sure if they were just pulling my leg because, as I said, beyond a little flirting, nothing overt had occurred. But, I was just the right level of drunk that I could probably sincerely apologize if she booted me out, but could still perform if she welcomed me.

Her room was in the basement (townhouse sort of deal), so I went downstairs and, in the gloom, spied her bed and the amorphous lump of her under a sheet.

I stripped off my clothes and slid in beside her. She was facing away from me, so I spooned gently in behind her, by which I mean, I didn't drape myself on her, just snuggled in basically.

After a few moments she rolled over and said, "am I that easy to read?" and wrapped her arms around me. We kissed for awhile, slowly becoming more and more heavy, and I was caressing her back, eventually moving a hand to her side, sliding it up and down her so I was caressing the side of her breast. I wasn't sure how far this might progress, but as I brushed her breast she moaned and arched her back to let me know I was on the right track.

I made sure the motion of my hand was slowly moving her shirt up and soon I was touching bare skin and slid my hand up to capture her breast, caressing it before moving to the nipple and pinching it lightly, pulling gently. She lifted her leg and put it up on my hip. Hooking her ankle behind my knee, she brought our bodies close together until my dick, now quite hard, was in between her thighs. She gently rocked her pelvis forward and back, so I was rubbing against her pussy.

I reached down and grabbed her ass, reaching down till my fingertips were on her perineum and pressed in and she moaned again and pressed herself hard against me, her kisses becoming quite anxious.

I sat up then and pulled her t-shirt off. I sat in between her thighs and moved forward to kiss her, then moved down to kiss her breast and suck on her nipples.

She was rocking her hips, so I moved down and pulled off her panties, then brought my face to her pussy and started licking her like she was a big bowl of ice cream. She grabbed my face and oriented me so I was licking on her clit and she said, "finger me."

With my limited experience, this was pretty bold, but I didn't disappoint her.

Soon, in answer to a question she had posed, I found myself back upstairs, in her little pink housecoat. I was holding it away from my body to camouflage my throbbing boner. Fortunately Dave and Susan were still on the coach, still just goofing around, likely dry-humping. I apologized and inquired if perhaps, Dave might have a condom.

He smiled and got up to go to the bedroom and Susan just sat there smiling at me, looking at my poorly disguised condition and said, "told ya."

Condom in hand I returned to the basement.

She'd turned on a bedside lamp and thrown a t-shirt over it and was sitting on her ankles in the middle of the bed. She was quite lovely in the soft light. I revealed the condom and she put out her hand, ripped open the package with her teeth and beckoned me onto the bed.

I'd started to wane a little bit but with the apparent prospect of having her put my condom on me (a first), my dick surged back to life quickly.

As promised, she placed the condom on me and beckoned me to lie down. She climbed on top of me, grabbed my dick, oriented it and sank down on me. Even through the latex I could feel the glorious heat.

She ground herself on me, circling her hips, rubbing her clit against my pubic bone, all the while kissing me passionately.

After a few minutes her movements became more frantic and she pulled her lips from mine, burying her face into the crook of my neck.

She froze against me, then started to quake.

I was stunned. I've noted (see my other story) that I had had only limited experiences with sex so this was the first time I'd clearly had a woman cum with me. I was about to cum myself but she bit me, bit me quite hard and the pain distracted me from the pleasure long enough that the moment passed.

When she came through the other side and caught her breath, she seemed to realize that I was still hard and she said, "oh, thank you!" It seemed to me that she was thanking some deity, rather than me. I'm guessing that some of her recent experiences had been less than satisfactory.

She pulled off me and lay on her back, beckoning me to lay on top of her. I happily complied and slipped back into her.

"Slowly, please?" she asked, shyly I thought, and again I agreed, of course. I slowly slid in and out of her and she circled her hips when ever I was buried in her to rub against me. After no more than a couple of minutes she started to bounce her hips up and down and it was clear she wanted me to go hard, so go hard I did. I drove hard into her and her gasping and moaning were exciting me. At last she breathed my name, right in my ear, just a whisper. It was powerful I came almost instantly. She came too, but didn't bite me the second time, thank god.

I pulled out of her and she pulled the condom off me, rolled over and, I assume, dropped into a garbage can on her side of the bed. She clicked out the light and snuggled back against me, so we were essentially back where we started.

Early the next morning I woke up when light started to enter the room. It was pretty gloomy, it is a basement room after all. I rolled over and she was lying there, smiling at me. I gave her a quick kiss. It all seemed very friendly. I didn't feel any romantic affection for her at all, and didn't feel it reciprocated, she just seemed like a really good friend.

"I'm sorry to do this," she said. "I don't want him to wake up and see you here." I knew she was referring to her son but she motioned over to the corner of the room, and there was another bed there. A bed with a shape in it.
I did the best acting I possible could, said, "I understand," or something similar, grabbed all my clothes and went quickly upstairs.

I walked into the back room, buck naked, and Dave and Susan were still on the couch. They were wrapped around each other under an afghan, apparently naked, and both smirking.

"Nice dick!" said Susan. I quickly dressed and Dave said, "I didn't think you'd go down there. Dude!"

"Did you know her son sleeps in the same room?" I asked.

"Of course, didn't you?"

"Well I do now, don't I. I didn't know until about 1 minute ago."

I was barely dressed when her son arrived at the top of the stairs. He looked at me, and frowned.

"Oh oh," I thought.

"Somebody bit you," he said, pointing at my neck.

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