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Done with the shame game, coming out of the shadows

Friends with benefits

Homage to the FWB
I can only guess that most of us have had a friend with benefits at some point in our lives. For me it was usually when I was in-between relationships. It was not a means of a rebound, but just the ability to feed my never-ending sexual appetite. And it was more than two people just using each other sexually. Although in my 20’s as I’ve stated before, fucking was for the sport of it. So, it was me just barrowing someone’s cock for a few hours and getting a well needed pussy pounding.

My FWB were guys I’ve gotten to know, I absolutely find them attractive, they would probably be friend zoned though. But out of sheer curiosity, the want to see their cocks and experience what it would be like to ride it for while became much more powerful then the both of us. So, getting nekked and doing to dirty-dirty sounded interesting for the moment. As I got older and after my time spent with my “puppy” (read prior blog to see what my puppy was) having a FWB meant something more.

Developing a true friendship with my very few FWB that I had before my current relationship has left me with some remarkable experiences. One in particular comes to mind. He was a truly kind gentleman with a good soul. He was an exceptionally talented person with what he did in his person life and in his business, and he was extremely talented in the bedroom. When this “friend” would call to just “hang out”, I knew it meant It was going to be an evening of clothing being ripped off, being pushed down on the bed, knees being pushed back to my ears, riding, and bouncing on that very gifted and yummy cock of his.

Hands gripped tightly on thighs, bodied being drenched in sweat, back arched, booty in the air. Being out of breath as each thrust of his cock got deep and opened my hot, creamy pussy wider. Having him push me to my climax, feeling his hot load spray the inside of my well pounded pussy. At the end of one of our fuckfest it was never awkward between this friend and me. I had mad respect for who he was outside of the bedroom and a true love for him as a human being and a friend.