As a friend…[MF][Str8][preg]

“I need your help, as a friend”

I remember her words exactly.

Karen and I had met in college, we both played on the coed intramural ultimate frisbee league. It was what the dorky college kids did before Quidditch was a thing. We got along well, she was easy to talk to, our friendship felt effortless for some reason, and it always felt spiced with a bit of sexual tension that neither of us acted on, mostly because I was still dating my high school sweetheart back home and she had Scott.

I’m not sure what would have happened if motive and opportunity met but I never really let it bother me.

Anyway, we stayed in touch as she gave Scott the boot, went to law school and got a pretty decent lawyering job in Chicago. I didn’t know what was going on her life, but she seemed quite successful. She was involved with writing insurance products for grain farmers or some such thing.

We had one of those zombie friendships on social media where we would “like” each other’s pictures and statuses but we never really spoke that much, but it felt like we were keeping up with each other without having to keep up.

I would occasional see pictures of her, posed with some handsome dude in a well tailored suit with glasses of champagne or wine or craft microbrewery beer in their hands, but never were there too many pictures of any single one before it was back to just her.

She was getting fit. I never didn’t watch the videos of her PRs at the crossfit gym where she worked out. She was always athletic but now she was looking pretty damn cut, and in significantly more revealing clothing than the team t-shirts and basketball shorts we wore during games. I kinda wish booty shorts were a thing when I was younger, but oh well. She looked really really good now.

She was probably about 5’2’’ and I remember her gorgeous eyes and cute smile looking up to me (I’m 6’5’’) as her bangs were loosely draped around her face, and brown hair she tied back.

Strangely after 15 years apart, I found myself visiting Chicago maybe once or twice a month for business, I won’t get into it, because it’s even more boring than grain farmer insurance. On the third or fourth time there, I messaged her. The message went unread until I left but she eventually read it and gave me her cell phone to call her the next time I was in town.

We met for drinks and I remember seeing her walk into the bar. She looked gorgeous as ever, her face slightly more weathered with time (don’t tell her I said that) and not at all in a bad way. We hugged like we used to, she was always such a good hugger and she definitely felt stronger and more solid than in college, but she still wore the same perfume, deodorant or maybe shampoo or whatever it was that smelled nice.

She was wearing a black dress, tea length, buttons of the front. It fit her well, it curved with her hips and was tight around her shoulders. It wasn’t low cut, but it was clear that she had nice breast even though you could see very little of them. Her hair was pulled back into a pony tail and she had dark eye shadow on. She had fancy earrings and a necklace that looked like it was from Latin America.

We talked about our lives. She mentioned how working out was her only outlet. She said she just made senior partner at her firm so her work was able to be scaled back a bit, it was more leadership and guidance at this point and less monotony and grinding.

We got to the second bottle of wine. We spent most of the night recalling old times.
“Tyler”

“Yeah?”

“Why didn’t we ever fuck?”

I laughed. “I don’t think Bruce would’ve appreciated that”

“Scott?”

“Yeah, Scott…I felt like he had plans of getting fat with a house in the suburbs and some ridiculous office job in some corporate mediocracy”

“He didn’t run those plans by me”

“Yeah I noticed”

“But you didn’t answer my question”

“…”

“I guess I didn’t want to ruin our friendship” My voice wavered slightly as the cliché stymied the conversation.

“I need your help, as a friend”

“Sure”

“I want you to get me pregnant”

I tried to play it cool, but I failed. I’m sure I failed, because she laughed after I didn’t say anything because I don’t know what happened first, whether my face because completely flushed or my dick became extremely hard, maybe they both happened at the same time leaving a stupid look on my face making her giggle at me.

“Are you serious”

“Absolutely…”

I reached over and touched her hand. We stared at each other a bit and smiled.

“Sounds good to me”

We took care of the check and I walked her back to my hotel room.

She entered the room ahead of me and as the spring-loaded door shut behind me she stared into my eyes as she began unbuttoning her dress. She was wearing a black lacy bra that probably showed her nipples but I was trying to play it cool and maintain eye contact. She was tan all over, she slipped the dress off her shoulders and it fell to the floor exposing her black matching boy shorts.

She walked over to me and I kissed her lips as I felt her unbuckle my belt and I reached behind her and unclasped her bra.

She pulled my pants and boxers down at the same time as I felt the cool air of the room and the warmth of her skin brush against my semi-erect cock. She looked down at it and cupped it with her hand before looking up at me…

“Perfect” she said.

She put my dick in her mouth as she began to stroke closer to the base with a loose grip, it was super hot because her bra had yet to completely come off her arms and it was loosely draped off her now exposed tits. Her nipples were hard as her gorgeous ass was perfectly framed. I could feel my cock getting harder as I felt the warmth build inside me and I became more and more turned on.

I exhaled forcefully and let out a little moan as I felt her tongue flick up and down against the base of my dick. I reached down and slide my hand between her bra and her boob and felt her hard nipple against my caress, she shuddered a little from my touch but then leaned into me and really seemed to enjoy it.

She pulled my cock out of her mouth before walking to the bed and sliding her underwear down off her hips as her bra fell with it. She slide off her sandals leaving her completely naked as she laid down on her back and looked at me.

“Well?”

I slide my shirt over my head and quickly laid on top of her, my large frame pressing against hers as I felt her warm skin against mine and I kissed her lips and I felt her mouth part slightly and her tongue dart into my mouth playfully.

She opened her legs and pulled me closer to her, I gently slid the tip of my hard, still wet, cock across her inner thighs and pussy lips as she let out a little whimper

“Oh god please fuck me” she moaned sultrily.

I gently rocked my hips forward and felt the tip of my hard cock enter her as I felt her body quiver as she moved towards me trying desperately to get more of me inside her.

I could feel her tits against me as our bodies pressed tighter and closer and I felt myself get deeper and deeper as I gently began to rock my hips and began fucking her slowly at first then increasing speed as she became more familiar with me and more turned on.

I slide my hands up her arms and held her hands tight to the bed as she wrapped her legs around my waist.

I started fucking her harder and harder, she looked into my eyes…

“Fucking cum inside me”

And that was too much, my cock exploded as she felt my hot load inside her I flexed my back and core as I stayed deep inside her and pressed my body against her, engulfing her small frame with my body against the bed.

“Don’t think that you are finished yet” she said with a smile.

We laid there for a while, completely naked, I was able to fully take in her naked body and she gently brushed her finger tips down my chest, twirling the hair I have before cupping and playing with my flaccid cock, testing it for “combat readiness” and round two.

I reached over and began caressing her tits again and kissing her neck while her hand was on my cock. Listening to her obvious enjoyment and feeling her touch me helped things along and it wasn’t long before she was stroking my hard cock again then straddling me guiding my stiff cock inside her as I cupped her tits with my hands and she gently rocked back and forth feeling me inside her.

I arched my back slightly so she could feel the base of my cock against her clit and her motions and expressions showed she was definitely getting off on it, so I continued bucking slightly more and more with her motions before long she was shuddering and holding her breath and I could feel her pussy pulsating around my cock as she orgasmed.

“Oh god I needed that” she leaned down and embraced me as I stayed inside her. We soon were laying on our side and fucking again, I knew this second time would take a bit more.

I rolled her onto her stomach and slide her legs apart slightly. I entered her from behind as she felt the full length of my cock inside her and I thrust faster and faster. The bed began to shake as I felt her firm gorgeous ass slap against the base of my cock as I felt it build inside me more and more.

The second orgasm was more intense than the first, it almost hurt as I continued thrusting slower now as I heard her whimper and moan into the pillow under me. I laid on top of her for a moment before getting up and getting to the shower.

She soon came behind me. We washed each other off, and dried off with towels.

We walked back over to bed and laid down. It was clear she would be spending the night.

“I’m not done with you yet, I hope you’re okay with that.

“Absolutely” I said, chuckling to myself.

We fell asleep naked. I remember waking up in the middle of the night, she must’ve gotten me hard and was riding me again. I found that incredibly arousing and really started fucking her hard. Watching her tits bounce in the darkness and feeling her body against mine was incredibly sexy. I was certain I’d be shooting blanks by the time this orgasm came but she enjoyed it nonetheless.

The next morning, she mentioned she had to go to work and asked if I would be in town much longer.

I told her my flight left at noon, but I would keep in touch. She said she had a really good time and was looking forward to seeing me again.

Source: reddit.com/r/sexystories/comments/c7haso/as_a_friendmfstr8preg

1 comment

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