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When it comes to most things sexual, Rose Wood has been there, done it and probably added her piece to the instruction manual. As much as she enjoys meeting up with her longest-standing fuck buddy, however, at first she wasn't keen to indulge his fantasy to be rogered with a strap on. Needless to say, Rose eventually came around to his way of thinking and enjoyed the experience herself, as she tells us here.

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Have you ever had a good friend who became your fuck buddy?

People can say that 'friends don't kiss' but I disagree; a good friend who's happy to fuck without strings is definitely worth having. As well as being somebody to talk to, drink with and, well, dance with, a fuck buddy nearly always knows you well enough to give you a damned good shag.

I've known my fuck buddy since college. I'm not telling you how long ago that was - there are some things a girl has to keep to herself - but it's long enough for us to trust each other. It's the kind of relationship that most of my friends would give their right hand for and we're happy to leave things as they are: no strings fun in every imaginable way.

Anyway, to cut straight to the nitty gritty, about a year ago Michael started expressing an interest in anal sex and I don't mean him fucking my arse, either. No, he wanted me to fuck him.

"Get a dildo, babe," he said one night after he'd first raised the subject, so to speak. He'd seen girls using strap-ons in porn films and wanted me to try it with him.

I told him straight: "Fuck off!"

Don't get me wrong; I'm as open minded as the next girl, but why the hell would I want to fuck a guy up the arse? There'd be nothing in it for me, would there? All I'd get is tired muscles from pumping a lump of rubber up his jacksy.

Anyway, the subject wasn't mentioned again for a while, until one night while we were watching a porn film in house. There was a girl giving a bloke some rubber up his arse and one look at Michael told me it was turning him on big time, but I still didn't fancy it. The most I'd ever put up his arse before was a finger.

Michael wasn't about to let it drop, though. Every time we met for sex he'd somehow bring the dildo fantasy into things. A few months on and I starting to think it maybe wouldn't be such a bad thing after all. He was practically begging for it, drooling at the thought of being fucked up his arse, and if it meant that much to him then he'd probably get so turned on that he'd follow up by giving me the fuck of a lifetime.

So what did I do? I bought a strap-on, that's what. I wanted it to be a surprise so I didn't say anything to Michael about it. I wanted to bring it out and surprise him when it suited me, although as it happened, that day wasn't far off.

The following weekend we met up for a drink and I invited him back to mine for, well, let's just say it wasn't coffee.

After so many years of fucking, I know exactly what turns him on so it didn't take long before I had him begging for it. He wanted to fuck me.

"No way," I told him. "You can just go and get fucked instead."

His face was a picture. He really thought I was either telling him to get lost or to fuck himself, which, thinking about it now, could well have been interesting to watch.

"Get your kit off and get on the floor," I told him as I unbuttoned my blouse and slipped it off.

Underneath I was wearing a blood red satin bra. I saw him gasp and start grappling with the fly of his jeans. He knew only too well that red underwear means I'm in the mood for some red hot sex and that's something Michael never says no to. Not that I blame him. I mean, would you turn down the chance for some no-strings sex with a girl like me? Of course you wouldn't.

While his eyes were still glued to me I let my skirt slip to the floor and stepped out of it. Wearing only his jockeys he practically threw himself on the floor, he was that eager. I stepped forward, straddled his hips with my stocking clad legs and planted one black stiletto heel firmly either side of him.

I eased myself forward until my satin clad pussy was right over his face and lowered myself down, crouching over him. I felt his tongue move along the smooth fabric of my panties before he sucked my juices through it. Oh God, you've no idea how much I love it when he does that!

He pushed the damp satin aside and my thighs started to tremble as he nibbled at my clit. I knew I wasn't going to be able to hold it; it was so good, soooo good! My clit was pounding and I could feel the spasms of orgasm building up inside my pussy.

Michael was urging me to cum for him as he buried his face between my pussy lips, sucking the juice straight from my dripping cunt. That was it, I'd had as much as I could take and oh! Jesus! oh! sweet, sweet Jesus! I couldn't stop it.

I'd meant to hold it back and wait until he fucked me but I couldn't. I'd cum on his face, collapsing as my orgasm thundered through me, covering his mouth - almost suffocating him - with my hot cunt.

But then I remembered the strap-on. I'd hidden it under the sofa earlier so that I'd be able to get hold of it quickly. If ever there would be a time to use it that was it.

Michael's cock had fought its way out of his boxers and was standing proud. The glistening purple head with droplets of precum dribbling down it was almost too tempting to ignore. I wanted to lick it but I controlled myself and instead told Michael to kneel with his arms resting on the seat of the armchair.

Did he have an idea of what was coming? I think so.

I fixed the strap-on in place and although it felt kind of strange to start with, having a cock also made me feel in control too. Yeah! This was gonna be much more fun than I'd imagined.

I forced his boxers down and used my cunt juice to lubricate his arse. I made it slippery enough to push two fingers inside him and could tell Michael was loving it. He'd always loved me fingering his arse but I could sense that he was expecting more than just my fingers.

I parted his arse cheeks and pushed the head of the big black dildo against him. It slid inside but it needed a push to help ease in the thicker part of the dong.

Michael cried out in pleasure and begged me to fuck him.

"Come on, babe" he was moaning, "Fuck me like your life depends on it."

I rocked back and forth, pushing the fat dildo further into his arse with each stroke. When I finally had the whole length in, I pulled back and started fucking him hard like he'd begged me to.

"You bitch," he was crying "You fucking dirty bitch."

He was loving it alright. I reached round and grabbed his cock, pulling the foreskin back as I drew the dildo out of his arse, wanking him as I fucked him.

Faster and faster I went, fucking him as hard as he fucks me until I felt him tense and jerk as his body prepared for his orgasm. Within seconds he shot an enormous load into my hand, so much that I had trouble containing it and spunk starting dripping on the carpet.

"Dirty fucker," I told him and smothered his face in his cum.

He licked his lips and smiled. He'd enjoyed it - there's no doubt about that.

Contributed by: Rose Wood 14/05/2007

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