[MF][preg] Good friends discover old desires

It’s a rainy, cold evening. The type of evening that makes you want to snuggle up under a warm, soft blanket, never to get out from under it again. And yet here I am. Walking down the sidewalk, my dollar store umbrella in hand. Walking through puddles and getting my socks wet.
I looked at my watch. The dim streetlights illuminated its face just enough to make out the numbers. Eight fifteen. “Shit”.
I accelerated my pace to a slow jog.
My boots splashed water onto my trousers. I shivered as my clothes were getting increasingly damp. But it didn’t matter, someone I couldn’t let down was waiting for me.

Seventeen minutes later than it should have been, I found myself in front of the bar we had agreed on. Colton’s. Its lights cast a warm glow onto the wet sidewalk. An inviting sight indeed.
I closed my umbrella, and pushed on the front door to open it.

The warmth inside gave me back some feeling in my fingertips and my nose.
The soft sound of pleasant conversations filled the air.
I scanned the room. Patrons were enjoying a drink with their friends or loved ones. At the bar, a small, dark haired girl was enjoying a Martini. She was leaning her chin on her hand and fidgeted with her straw.

I approached her, and took the empty stool next to hers.
She looked up and a warm, gentle smile filled her face. Her eyes lighted up and she lifted her chin from her hand.
“There you are!” she said in a somewhat relieved voice.
She pointed at her Martini. “This one’s on you mister”.
I smiled. “That’s only fair” I replied and gave her a hug.

Alena. A girl I had known for 5 years. We had become friends during rehabilitation.
I had been in a car accident, my left leg was severely broken in multiple places.
She had been hit by a truck on a pedestrian crossing. It had broken her pelvis and fractured her left shoulder.
The first time I had seen her, she was working on a hip exercise. She was vigorous, full of determination to get back to her old self. Her sheer willpower inspired me, so of course, I approached her to get acquainted. We found the power to push through in each other. 6 grueling months had we supported each other through thick and thin. Together, we had worked on overcoming our injuries, and during that time, we formed a friendship for life.
Tonight marks the fifth anniversary of meeting her. A reason to celebrate.

“Look at you, you’re all wet. Aren’t you cold?”
“Haha, yeah, The weather’s shit. But I’m feeling better now.”
She took out a paper towel from her purse, held my chin in her hand and dried of my face.
“See, much better!”
“Okay, thanks mom” I replied jokingly.
She had always been the concerned type.

“It’s really been five years huh?”
“Yeah” I replied with a sigh.
“You’re getting old!” she said with a hint of mischief in her voice.
“You’re one to speak grandma! Is that a gray hair I see?”
She tilted her head slightly and looked into my eyes warningly.
I pointed them out one by one “I can see one there, and there, and there!”.
“Quit it”! She yelled and she slapped my arm in a little pretend fight.
We both sighed and laughed about it.

“What happened to us, the years flew by…” I reminisced.
“Yeah. It really seems like such a short time. I moved away, I got a job, I learned to… live with my disability… I…” she got quiet, and looked down at her crutches on the floor.

She had fought hard, damned hard. And while her condition had improved a lot, she was never able to fully recover.
A tear rolled down her cheek. Genuine sadness had taken over her face. The woman I had looked up to so much for her determination. It broke my heart to see her like this.
I pulled her close. She latched onto me and squeezed hard. Her whimpers were getting louder and with shorter intervals. I closed my eyes, and let her have this moment. I felt her rapid heartbeat and breathing against my chest. I squeezed her even firmer. We spent at least a minute in each other’s arms before she pulled away and reached for her purse.
She produced another paper towel, only this time to dry her tears.

“I’m sorry, I’m not like this usually” she breathed slowly in order to regain her composure.
“I know.” I replied. “I have you to thank for being able to walk again. If it hadn’t been for you, I’m not sure if I would have had the willpower to make it through…”
A slight smile made it back onto her face. She put her hand on mine.
I looked into her eyes and took a breath. “Why didn’t we…”
She looked back into my eyes and stroked the rear of my hand with her thumb. She hesitated.

“I… Don’t you want to have someone you don’t have to… treat like a porcelain doll…”
I looked at her with what I assumed must have been puppy dog eyes. Her hair was a little messy and her make-up hadn’t held up to the thick tears that had rolled down her cheeks earlier.
I was sure of it there and then. I love this girl.

I inched closer. I put my free hand on her cheek. Every inch I got closer to her, I felt more and more confident that this was the right thing to do. Finally, my lips touched hers. She closed her eyes, and so did I. I felt it, her determination. Every last bit of her ferocity channeled through her lips. She grabbed my sweater and pulled me in closer. I put my arms around her and squeezed my eyes shut even further. Never had I felt such passion. A few seconds of pure bliss.

“Ahem!”. The bartender cleared his throat next to us. Patrons around us had turned to look at us. We let each other go, and smiled like 2 children stealing from the cookie jar. I paid for the Martini and we made our way to her car. Giggling while as we did.

We got in in the back. I threw her crutches in the trunk over the rear seat.
She inched closer to me and pushed me down. “Please be gentle”. She said.
She crawled on top of me started kissing me. I could taste the Martini she had.
As we kissed, I grabbed her left breast and caressed it. She moaned softly as I did.
I concentrated on every sensation. Every taste, every soft touch of her hands, the warmth that emanated from her body.

She put her hand on my crotch and rubbed it. I had been hard since the moment we got in the car. She remarked on it with an excited moan. Finally, she broke away from my lips and worked on my zipper. She put her hands around my penis and looked me in the eyes, her look one of pure desire. With a grin, she went down and put her lips around my head. Slowly, she went up and down. She used her free hand to caress my stomach. I moaned and put my hand on her head, going through her hair.

The warmth of her mouth turned me on even more. She worked her tongue like a pro.
She went on for a minute, before I had to tell her to stop. I couldn’t hold it a second longer.
I sat up, and kissed her again. My taste and hers were intermingled in her mouth.

I grabbed her left breast and started rubbing her clit through her jeans. She moaned, put her arm around me and pulled me closer. I broadened my strokes, and eventually got to her zipper. I unzipped her pants and pulled it down to her ankles. I continued rubbing through her completely soaked panties. I repeatedly kissed her neck, searching for a spot that she liked. Eventually, she let out a loud moan. I suckled on the spot that had triggered her intense reaction. She let out another loud moan, and pulled me against her with all her force.

I took my attention away from her neck. I pulled up her sweater and t-shirt. It revealed a cute pink bra with fancy frills, her breasts filled it beautifully. I rubbed my cheek against her and caressed her thighs.
Eventually, I pulled down her bra and played with her nipples, kissing her neck as I did. Her moans were getting louder. We had always liked making each other go mad, so it was only right that I took this opportunity to do it again. She squeezed her legs around me and rubbed her pussy on my thigh. I denied her her desires just a little longer.

Finally, after she completely covered her car’s rear seat in her juices, I obliged. I pulled down her panties and went down on her. She tasted amazing. I let my tongue wander around her pussy in search for what she liked the most. With my hands, I firmly grasped her thighs, making sure not to hurt her.
Finally, her legs tightened around me and she put her hand on the back of my head.
I made sure to give that spot some extra love from my tongue.
A few moments later, she tilted her head back and let out a loud moan. Her pussy pulsated, and my tongue and lips got covered in her juices.
She panted. “I… came…” she managed to get in between her breaths.

“You better help me clean my tongue” I said. She pulled on my sweater again and gave me a kiss.
She pushed me away and smirked with glee. Her eyes looked at me, almost in a challenging way. “How about you bad boy”. Her look turned me on.

With one hand I grabbed her left breast, with the other I took my cock. I rubbed the head on her pussy. With each new stroke, I inched closer to penetrating her.
I put it in slowly. Her pussy was wet through and through. It squeezed around my cock.
I started pumping back and forth. She whimpered softly as I did. I moved my hand from her breast to her cheek and stroked it softly.
“Tell me if it hurts” I said.
She nodded. “I love you” she said softly.
I moved in to her lips, and gave her a passionate kiss as I continued pumping.
A single tear ran down her face. If it was one of pain or bliss I didn’t know. Be she seemed to be enjoying herself, and so was I.

I sped up my movements. Keeping an eye on her face for painful grimaces. I put my hand on her clit and rubbed it as I pumped harder. She moaned loudly and tightened her grip on me with her legs. Pulling me in closer.
Her body rocked back and forth as I pushed my cock deeper inside her with every thrust.
She let out a loud scream, and her pussy contracted even further around my cock.
As she came for the second time, I felt I was close too.
Before I knew it, I had pushed my cum deep inside her. I moaned loudly and moved in to kiss after I had covered her insides with cum.
We kissed passionately as I was still inside her. We had become one for that brief moment. Connected with each other in every possible way. Unsure of which fluids were whose.
I wiped the tear away from her cheek. She smiled at me with a wide grin and I did the same.

After the necessary clean up, we cuddled up to each other under a blanket, her arm firmly around mine. We decided to spend the night on the backseat of her car. It wasn’t fancy, but at that moment, each other was all we desired.

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