Good Friend Turned FWB in Mumbai

Hi readers. My name is Aniket. I am 27 years old and work as a civil engineer in Mumbai. I live alone in my own flat.

This story is about Kavya. We were best friends back in school. But post-graduation life pulled us apart, and we lost touch with each other.

When lockdown happened, one evening I got an Instagram request from Kavya. I accepted straight away, and within minutes she was messaging me. We exchanged numbers and started talking on the phone every night after eleven for almost a month.

I was staying alone in Mumbai and got bored easily. I used to drink sometimes and browse through dating apps, meeting a few random girls for casual sex.

One night the talk took a different turn.

Kavya: Aniket, it has been a long time since we met. Is there someone special in your life?

Aniket: Not really. Just some casual stuff. You?

Kavya: I was in love once. My family did not approve. That chapter is over.

Aniket: Oh, that’s unfortunate. Whenever the travel restrictions are lifted, you must visit Mumbai. We could grab a drink and have a long chat. My place is quiet.

Kavya: I will. The restrictions are easing up.

A week later, my phone rang at about five in the morning.

Kavya: I reached Mumbai. Staying in a PG. I am already bored. Let’s get a movie.

I was half asleep but smiled nonetheless. We fixed a show for two days later. Before meeting her, I asked her directly.

Aniket: Kavya, you know how I lead my life. Are you okay with just friends with benefits or only for hanging out?

Kavya: Just hanging out for now. Drinks, chatting, movies. No sex, no hugs if it feels forced. I need to be comfortable.

Aniket: Understood. No means no. We will stick to that.

We met outside the theatre. She looked more beautiful than my school-day memories. She had nice curves on her, big breasts that pushed outward slightly against the top of her T-shirt, a pretty pair of pink lips, and a smiling face.

On the way to the movie, I touched the brakes of my bike- just kidding- and she smiled, telling me to behave. After the movie, she suggested we have drinks at my place. I already had a Captain Morgan and had picked up two cigars.

She walked into the house, took a look around and said

Kavya: Nice flat. It’s clean. Most guys are messier.

Aniket: Welcome. Small gift. Handed over a piece of dark chocolate.

We poured the first pegs, and the atmosphere became warm. Conversation flowed freely. After 4 or 5 pegs and a few puffed cigars, the mood was soft.

Kavya: I feel trippy. Let’s play truth or dare.

Aniket: Sure. You start with truth.

Kavya: What is your body count?

Aniket: Double digits. Around fifteen or so. Nothing I keep score of.

Kavya: Lucky girls. Okay, my turn. I choose dare.

Aniket: Kiss me.

She bent down and gave me a kiss on the lips. The first one lasted almost twenty minutes. They started slow and then got more intense. Tongues got involved, making soft noises. My dick was rock hard inside my jeans. I broke off the kiss and started tasting her earlobes, cheeks and eyelids.

Aniket: Those lips are even better than I remember.

Kavya: “Your turn. Dare again.”

She pulled me back for another long kiss. I guided her into the bed and continued kissing while my hands went to her back and the soft sides of her breasts through the top.

After another two shots, I slowly unclipped her top. She raised her hands to help me. Her bra came off next, revealing nice 36C breasts with pink hard nipples.

I dripped a bit of honey over both her nipples and the space between them before licking and sucking all of it up. I took big mouthfuls of her breasts, squeezing them together and rubbing my face between them. She held my head and moaned.

Kavya: They have been waiting for this ever since I started reading your stories.

Still in our lower wear, she pushed me onto my back and pulled down my jeans and underpants. My dick was big and hard.

Kavya: Wow. Let me cool that down.

She licked my glans and sucked it in deeper. Long, slow strokes. She made soft noises with her mouth as she worked me for a full fifteen minutes, her saliva dripping down my shaft until I was throbbing.

I rolled her onto her back, got her jeans and soaked panties off with my teeth and opened her thighs. Her vagina was pink, puffy and glistening. The smell was hot and clean.

I licked her slowly at first, then harder, using my flat tongue on her lips and the pointed tip on her clitoris, with two fingers inside her. I stayed there for a while, listening to her growing moans.

As her thighs started shaking, I slowed down and waited for her to catch her breath. We took five minutes to talk and have another little shot of rum before returning to the bed.

She was still wet and open. I positioned myself between her legs, sans condom. She gave me the go-ahead, and I pushed into her slowly and steadily. Hot and tight.

Kavya: Ohhh Aniket… yes… fuck me. I need it tonight.

I gave her deep, steady strokes. Her breasts bounced with each push. She wrapped her legs around me, pulling me in closer.

Kavya: Harder… your cock feels so thick… do not stop…

I fucked her missionary until we were both drenched in sweat, then changed to short, powerful push-up strokes. She cried out on each one. After she cum, I rolled us over so she could ride me.

She chose reverse cowgirl. I watched her ass wiggling and wrapped my arms around her to squeeze her swinging breasts. She rode me hard for several minutes until I felt myself coming close.

Kavya: Cum on my tits.

I pulled out, stroking myself. Thick ropes of cum landed on her two soft breasts and the hard pink nipples. She looked down, smiled and rubbed it in. We rested for half an hour, chatting and drinking the last of the rum before getting back to it.

Second round was slow. I ate her until she came on my tongue, then fucked her from behind, holding her hips. Third round she sucked me with more honey until I was hard, then climbed on top facing me so I could suck her breasts while she rode.

Fourth round we laid side by side, taking it slow and deep. Fifth and final round she went down on me again, cleaning every drop, then kept me in her mouth until I softened. We slept naked, her soft body curled up against my chest.

In the morning we showered together. Not in a hurry. Gentle touches. One more slow orgasm for her against my fingers before she left for her PG.

We kept in touch. Once a month, when her work brought her to Mumbai, she came by. Same vibe, same passion. No drama, no demands outside of the night.

That first reunion remains my favourite. A good friend turned the best kind of FWB. Fully consenting adults. And still going strong.

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