After quite some time of building up, I have developed a somewhat FWB relationship with a man from my friendship group. We had recently crossed the line and slept together which I had detailed in a previous post.

Since our first night together, we have had conversations about our situation and what we want to get out of to. To cut a long story short, we have agreed to help each other learn about areas of sex we want to know more about and help each other become overall better at sex with open feedback and advice.

After my first night with him, I understood my lack of skills when it comes to deepthroating. My friend has also expressed he wanted to learn to make a woman squirt. Both are things that we are well geared to help each other with.

In the weekend now passed, we had organised to meet at his house for some take away and although unspoken, we were meeting for sex. We had already cancelled a meeting together so at this point, I was more than eager and ready for some company.

We spent some time hanging out and chatting in general until the conversation slowly turned sexual. We talked about some previous experiences and what we wished we could do better. Before I knew it, we were lip locked on the couch while our hands explored each other. He eventually asked me if I wanted to join him in the bedroom which I honestly could not wait for.

---SEX STARTS HERE---

We hardly made it to the bed before we were undressing each other until we were down to our underwear rolling around his bed, grinding and rubbing our bodies together while we kissed.

He laid me back and explored my body until he has moved down me, taking my panties with him before opening me up infront of him. I will never tire of seeing a man's face when they first open my legs. The way the look at me hungrily makes me feel incredibly sexy.

He moved between my legs, using his mouth on me which was a welcomed feeling. His tongue was very softly doing work on my clit which was soon followed up when he slid a finger inside of me.

I continued to pleasure me to the point where I had forgotten about our agreement and I just wanted him to continue. He moved off of me and got comfortable as he slid a second finger inside me and was rubbing all around inside. I knew what he was planning to do so I gave him fair warning these things can get messy.

We positioned a towel under me and I told him to use his 2 middle fingers on me. I gave him some small guidance inside me as to where to touch, telling him what felt better or worse. It didn't take him long at all to begin rubbing exactly where he needed to, and I think he knew when he found it as my arched my back and squirmed in pleasure.

He undressed my bra so that he could play with my breasts while he worked on me, which my sensitive nipples loved. My instincts kicking in, I too removed his underwear so I could hold his already rock hard dick. I rubbed him slowly but probably very inconsistently as I'd often realise I had stopped when I was immersed in the pleasure. I could feel the small drops of precum oozing out of him and over my fingers when I touched him which is something I adore. Although I could feel myself getting lost in pleasure, I wanted nothing more than for him to take his fingers out and fuck me right then and there.

It wasn't after too long I felt myself pushed to the edge. I guiding him with speeds and strength to use until he found the perfect spot. I just begged him to keep going until he got what he wanted and I squinted all over his hand and arm. He continued to finger me while I lost my mind in pleasure, dragging out the ecstacy until I couldn't handle it and had to push his hand away from me.

We kissed for a while as my body gradually relaxed with exhaustion. Knowing it was my turn, we moved somewhat he sat in the edge of the bed and I knelt before him.

Tying my hair back, I was eager to return the favour but although nervous to push my limits. I stated on him slow, getting a taste for him again and making his length wetter with my saliva. I made sure to let my mouth fill with saliva more than usual to help me later when.

Happily sucking away on him, listening to the sounds of his groand when he asked me, "can you take it any little deeper?". Eager to comply, I held his shaft at the base and worked my way down him. I got about half of him in my mouth when I felt my gag reflex kicking in and my throat instinctively closing up. I tried to push through but found it incredibly hard to get much more than half of him inside without coughing and gagging.

We decided to try a couple of different positions to see if it would help me go deeper and eventually reverted to me back on me knees but now he stood infront of me. He wanted to take control at this point which I agreed to let him since I trusted him to look after me.

He held me by head and guided himself back into my mouth. I tried to hold his base again but he moved my hands away and told me to use only my mouth. He started to slowly thrust back and forth being very gentle with me. I was trying my best to continue looking up at him, but my watery eyes and my reflex a making it difficult. I could feel him pushing with a little more force as his hand held my head stopping me from pulling back.

He would stop every once in a while and check to see if I was okay and wanted to stop. This made me feel do safe and I can't express how happy I was he would ask. But I continued to tell him I'm okay and I want to continue. I even told him that he can go harder if he wants before we agreed on if I tap him twice, I've hit my limit.

I was determined not to quit and let him use my mouth as he pleased trying hard to give him the pleasure he deserved. He started thrusting into me faster, i could feel his tip pushing firmly against the back of my throat. He would sometimes push it in, holding me down on him for a few seconds before letting me come up for air.

This was my first time that I had let a man hold my head and fuck my mouth as he pleased. And there was something thrilling about it. The feeling of completely submitting, letting him use my mouth how he wants was enough to turn me on as well.

After some time, I was a mess to say the least with the amount of saliva that was drilling out of my full mouth. I'm unsure if I managed to take him much deeper as it didn't feel any different, but in later discussions is seems there was some very slight progress in my depth.

We had gotten to the point where he was fucking me, he told me he was close to cumming. At this point I had been kind of close to vommiting a couple of times and I can't lie, I was afraid to let him cum in my throat as I thought I probably couldn't handle it.

I used my hands again to aid my mouth, deciding to take control once again. He was groaning more and I knew it was coming soon. Too scared to take his load deep, I decided to make him cum in a way I was sure he'd like.

I lowered myself slightly under his dick, opened wide and tested his head on my tongue while I used both hands to massaging him to completion. I breathed heavy breaths on his tip as I looked up at him while he squirmed in my grasp. I felt the warm feeling of his cum spurting onto my tongue, feeling it slide down into my mouth before taking a large gulp to swallow it all down.

We had talks about it later and have agreed to continue to try it in the future. One day I hope I'll be able to write on here that I can take it all, but we'll see.