Every time my FWB comes over, we fuck at least twice. The first two rounds are usually more drawn out, with lots of foreplay, oral for both of us, and multiple positions. But occasionally twice isn't enough and we simply have more lust to get out of our respective systems.

The last night we spent together, between making out, oral, mutual masturbation, fucking, and cuddling, we enjoyed each other for over three hours. He eventually got dressed and ready to go. I went downstairs with him to see him off, lacy bra and thong long discarded on my bedroom floor, wrapped only in a soft blanket. I kissed him goodbye, a lingering kiss, my tongue pushing past his lips.

He pulled me close, kissing me deeply, before his slightly rough and calloused hands slide under the blanket. I arch into him as he caresses my back down to my ass and back up again. (I have a serious kink for the way a working man's hands feel, and my FWB's feel SO good against my naked skin, right now and always. Give me hands like his over baby soft ones ANY DAY of the week, and I will be a happy woman.) Arousal hums within me as our goodbye kiss quickly turns into a full-blown makeout against my front door. I reached down and cupped him through his jeans. It was incredibly fucking hot to feel him get so hard for me, in only a minute or two, after already going two rounds. I could feel myself getting even wetter, my pussy throbbing, and knew I needed him once more before he left.

"Fuck me on the couch?" I break the kiss to ask him. As it turns out, I didn't have to ask him twice. He began to strip as I seductively sauntered away, slowly letting the blanket pool to the ground as I made my way over to the couch. I got on my knees facing away from him, arching my back and showing off my round ass, holding myself up by resting my hands on the armrest. His clothes gone, he joined me on the couch, grasping my ass cheeks firmly as he entered me with one quick thrust of his long, soda can cock. I cried out in pleasure at the sudden fullness. It felt so good, like I was being completed. He began to fuck me roughly. Because of his size, we usually start off slowly, but that's during the first round. This time, I was still primed and ready from earlier, and the novelty of fucking in a room we usually walk right past on the way to the bedroom had me excited as well. I had had an orgasm earlier while he fingered me, and then a second one around his cock. My juices and his two creampies were also essentially acting as lube for our little couch session, which struck me as very sexy and also enabled him to fuck me hard and fast.

The sound of my loud moans and his hips slapping against my jiggling ass filled the room, and I could hear him grunting as well as he continued his almost punishing thrusts. I could only focus on the sensation of being completely filled with his cock. I've fucked him many times since we met and it's the same tight fit every time as he stretches my pussy as far as it can go. Spontaneously, I let go of the armrest and raised myself up so that my back was pressed against his chest, and he wrapped an arm around me to hold me to him, not missing a beat. "This angle..." he said, trailing off, sounding both aroused and appreciative. I could tell from his voice that he was enjoying it a lot. Being fucked from behind is a favorite of mine, so we do it often, but never quite like this. I could feel his cock swelling, stretching me to the limit.

"I'm close," he said into my ear. I squeezed my pussy around him. (I have a HUGE creampie kink and there is only one instance in the entire time I have known my FWB that he has not cum deep inside my pussy.) "Cum inside me. I want every drop," I moan, encouraging him. A few more thrusts and he holds onto my hips as his cock stills inside me, pressed up against my cervix, shooting rope after rope of cum. He always cums a lot, even after multiple rounds, which is yet another turn on for me. I can hear his breathing slow as he stays inside me until he has literally given me every drop. I collapse forward onto the couch and he joins me, partially laying on top of me and resting his head on one of my ass cheeks. I smile, spent and utterly sated.