FWB at my place for the first time [M/F] [Light MDom] (Warning: big words and exotic diction ahead) | 2016

My first time posting any writing that isn't also for rolling dice or a grade. Anyway, I've got a few other things worth sharing too, but I figured I'd start here. Enjoy! (Note: Details are as close to true as is possible, given my sometimes poor, sometimes excellent memory)

A bit of background: A couple months back I was in the middle of a divorce and meet a really interesting girl on Reddit. We hit it off, and have an ongoing, yet tragically sporadic FWB-thing. She was cute, very smart, with (at the time) very short hair, which I generally don't prefer but totally works on her. We seemed to each have an interest in making fun of me, so finding common ground was easy enough.

A couple weeks back, the stars aligned properly that I could have her by my place for a change. As we often do, we spent all day texting, teasing each other with all the filthy imagery and all the best we could muster in flirtatious wordplay, and we have a considerable arsenal at our disposal. It's worth noting at this point that she's fairly (read: very) submissive, and rather enjoys being pushed or thrown around. I'm only too happy to oblige, of course.

When she gets here I pull her inside, closing the door and pushing her back against it. She moans as her back connects with the door. My hands start to roam, one on her hip sliding below her coat and the other goes to her shoulder, then moves behind her head. my thumb hours under her jaw, lifting it to meet my hungry mouth. We don't waste much time as we head for my room. She walks ahead of me up the stairs, but with the view I get, I'm not liable to complain.

Arriving in my room, my hand goes to her throat, and I shove her backward onto my bed. She lands with another moan, and they only continue. Still both clothed, I straddle one of her legs, leaving one of mine in position to put pressure on her pussy, and it's quite obviously working as she starts to slowly grind her hips against my thigh. I start to undress her. Her coat comes off quickly, followed by her shirt. We sit up a bit, one of my hands still roaming. The other, though, moves with purpose for the strap of her bra. It always impresses her if I get it one-handed. It's a hit-or-miss thing, but I think I got it immediately this time.

We roll over and she starts pulling at my clothes. My shirt, pants, and socks all leave within seconds of each other. Soon we're clad in underwear only, hers has an irreverent question asking if I'm "a little short for a Stormtrooper" printed on her ass. We're both kneeling on my bed, her back is pressed against my chest. My hand finds her throat.

The slightest of grips opens her neck as my teeth, lips, and tongue begin a descent from just below her ear and end at the shoulder. All the while, my other hand teases her pussy. Her small, muffled moans before have become full-bodied, whining, gasping things. All the while my fingers slowly tease her dripping cunt. They dance over her clit, lightly rubbing and pressing, and I can feel the wetness of her panties against the back of my hand.

Her hands move and one of them finds my cock doing its damnedest to escape my underwear. As her fingers slowly go up my leg to explore my sizable cock, I can hear a small, gasping "Oh, god..." from her.

Then: "Please..." She whimpers, and her hand is now gripping my shaft.

"Please?"

"Please, fuck me!" She's quivering and gasping now between words.

"Please, what?" I reply in a low voice, equal parts conspiratorial whisper and dominating growl.

"Please, sir!" Her breathing is ragged now, and her body is shaking as my fingers dance over her clit. "Please, sir. Please fuck me!"

"Good girl..." This time I push her forward. Now she waits on her hands and knees, presenting herself to me, exposed and under my control. I remove the last of the cloth barriers between us and line myself up. I move slowly, letting her adjust.

"Yesss..." Exultation draws the 's' out into an ecstatic moan. I'm not one for making noise, for whatever reason. But she is. And my favorite activity is making my partner make noise. I'm succeeding handily now and there's not a quiet moment, unless it's while she's drawing a ragged, halting breath. One hand grips her hip, and the other moves to her shoulder (She has very short hair. Unfortunately there's not much there in the way of handholds), pulling her straight back onto my thick, waiting cock. My speed goes from slow, pounding thrusts, each pulling a breathless gasp from her lips, and sometimes my hips move at a quickened pace, and her gratitude comes in a long and frantic moan.

I roll her through another position or two, before I settle on what I know will finish the both of us. She's laying face-down, with her back slightly arched as I fill her from behind. My thrusts carry my cock downward and it slides into her waiting pussy. The moans are gone, replaced by screams now and they continue through my ceaseless pounding, and I know she's cumming under me. Now I can feel my orgasm approaching and my pace becomes almost frantic and I can hear her ragged voice begging that I please cum for her. I do exactly that, and for a few seconds I'm all but certain my head might actually explode from sheer pleasure.

Afterwards, we just lay about talking for a while. We (as usual for our meet-ups) went a second round, which I will write up when I have the time and the focus to do it, if anyone enjoyed this. Hope you did!