I've had the same FWB for about 7 months now and the sex has always been good, but recently we tried something new and it was amazing.

We were sexting recently -- me sending photos showing off a new sheer white bra and lacy thong, and him sharing a few shower pics. Then he sent me the hottest text: "I know you get impatient for my cock, but next time I want to watch you touch yourself first." For context, I usually play with myself every time we have sex, but it's usually while being fucked from behind, so he doesn't really get to see that much. Just reading his text got me fired up, and I couldn't wait to put on a show for him.

He came over the next night and looked so sexy in his black coat, jeans, and work boots. I could have gladly had him right then, but we have learned in the past that if we go straight to the bedroom, hours will pass by and we will be starving with ice-cold food waiting for us, so we quickly ate dinner first. As soon as we put our plates down, I started rubbing his thigh, which quickly turned into making out. I could feel how hard he was before we even made it to the bedroom. He snaked his hands under my shirt, caressing my back before moving around to my breasts, tugging on my nipples through my thin bra. I reveled in the feeling of his large hands, with their slightly rough and calloused palms. He welds, hunts, works on cars, and used to be a farmer. I don't think I'll ever get tired of the feeling of a working man's hands, especially when they're pulling me tightly to him and touching my body so thoroughly and reverently.

I reached down and stroked him through his jeans as we continued kissing passionately. He took my shirt off, then his, before gently pushing me down onto the bed. Another thing I'll never get tired of is the sight of him shirtless, tan, and with just the right amount of chest hair, cock straining against his well-fitted jeans, before he joins me on the bed. He starts at my ears and neck, kissing and sucking, before moving down to my nipples, gently biting them exactly how I like, and then kissing down my body. He impatiently pulls my leggings and thong off before wrapping his arms around my thighs and doing what I can only describe as diving into my pussy like it's an oasis and he's been stranded in the desert for days. He licks and sucks my clit, thrusting one finger inside me at first, then two, until my pussy is soaked and I'm moaning nonstop. I don't usually cum from oral, but I absolutely love the feelings and sensations and I know he loves doing it as well. I'm especially turned on when he raises his head halfway through and very briefly stops to tell me in a low, very aroused voice, "You taste so fucking good."

He eventually gets up from the bed and I sit up, grabbing his wrist. I swear he almost growls when he watches my lips form into an O as I slowly suck my own juices off his fingers, keeping eye contact with him the whole time. He takes off his jeans and boxer briefs, and looks down at me with a wicked smile. I know the time has come to try what we had been sexting about, and I slip one hand between my thighs, gathering up some of my wetness before circling my clit with a finger, gradually building in speed and intensity. I'm at the edge of the bed and he's standing to the side of me, and I impulsively reach out with my other hand, gently grabbing his massive, rock hard cock and feeling a spike of arousal when I realize how much precum there is on the tip. I languidly stroke him while I touch myself, and though he's usually fairly quiet in bed, this little show has him moaning and grunting. His eyes are glued between my legs as I finger my clit, my hips involuntarily starting to move.

I tell him to come closer, prop my head up on a pillow, and grasp the base of his shaft, slowly taking the tip of him in my mouth as I grab my Satisfyer from the nightstand and begin to use it on my swollen clit. We're both moaning now, me humming around his cock, and him as he continues to watch me play with myself while sucking him off. I think about how insanely hot this is and find myself hoping that he'll have even more ideas for new things to try on our nights together.

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