Old Friends, New Friendship

Old Friends, New Friendship

It was the 4th of July weekend, and I had just finished moving my sparse furniture into my new apartment, when on my last trip from the u-haul truck with a cardboard box, I heard a voice I hadn’t heard in years call my name.

“Owen!!”

I turned to look up the sidewalk, and saw a woman close a door to an apartment and all but run toward me. I set the box down as I recognized her as someone I had graduated high school with and had seen after school a few times, making some cool group memories in our late teens. Her name was Lily, and from the grin on her face, she was overjoyed to see me.

She grasped me in a tight hug, her long brown hair in my face and her whole body pressing against mine as I hugged her back, genuinely pleased to see her after all these years. Her scent was inviting and warm as I rubbed her back, wondering at the reason for the hug lasting longer than was appropriate. Not that I minded; her larger-than-average titties were squashed against my muscular chest, which was a deliberate thing for any girl to do.

When we finally broke apart, she was blushing, but still grinning in happiness.

“it’s good to see you, Lily, it has to be at least five years!”

“Yeah!” she replied, with bright brown eyes, “what have you been up to?”

I smirked at the light tone. What I had been ‘up to’ for years now was hustling. I was a manager at a software company, being promised higher positions because of my excellence in the field, and just moved closer to my place of employment, where I’ll soon be making six figures. I had broken the flabby body of a videogamer that I had had my teenage years and established a workout routine for many years, now possessing a body I was proud of. My income, savings, and health were all in order, and I was on the rise in life.

I rendered this down into a few words and related it to her, seeing her eyes light up at the mention of my job.

“I totally noticed your body, you take good care of it,” she said with a giggle, her finger twirling in her hair as she checked out my lines. I did a little checking out myself, and liked what I saw: child-bearing hips with a slim waist and good-sized breasts all encased in clothing that showed off what she had. I was about to shift the conversation to her life and what she had been up to when behind her the door opened to the apartment she had left, and a man stepped out, with a beer bottle in his hand.

“Lily, want to give me a hand-" he said before noticing and recognizing me, “yo, Owen! Dude, remember me?”

I smiled tightly, as I did remember him. Former high school football player, name of Devin, he obviously gave up sports as he had a gut underneath his shirt now. These two were an item? Since when?

“Yeah, how’s it going man?” I asked politely as the guy sauntered up to where Lily and I were talking.

“Not bad, not bad, just us and the rug rats this weekend,” he said, putting his arm around Lily, her face falling from the interested expression she had worn while talking to me. I glanced over to the door to see a couple of three or four year olds at the door, peering out at us with toys in their hands. Finally I looked back at Lily and cocked my eyebrow, to which she responded by shifting her weight and Smiling weakly at me.

“You know what?” Devin said, “You should come over tonight and watch the fireworks with us! Be a cool reunion, we’ll have some beers and party!”

I was looking for an appropriate reason to decline, since all the burgeoning magic had fled the atmosphere when I found out that Lily was living with a guy who had knocked her up at least twice, when Lily stepped forward and gripped my arm, a trace of mischievousness sparking in her eyes.

“You should come, it’ll be fun,” she said.

Despite cringing at the situation, I looked at my old friend and decided that one visit with my new neighbors couldn’t hurt. So I agreed and we went our separate ways, Lily and I exchanging secret glances as we left.

I had seen it before, a guy and a girl who had fucked a lot but now were only staying together because their sex adventures had produced children, the spark long gone from their relationship. I was not looking to get involved in this drama, but since I was their neighbor and had known them a while back, I decided to be friendly and at least establish a positive relationship with my neighbors.

So that night I came over to their place with a six-pack, and was welcomed inside enthusiastically by an already buzzed Devin, while Lily was putting the kids to bed. Surreptitiously, I caught a glimpse of her as she bent over picking up a blanket that her oldest had dropped, displaying her ass in all its glory for me to see. I was sure she gave my that show on purpose, for she did it when she knew Devin wouldn’t be looking and she pointed straight at me, her blue leggings stretching to show me every inch of tight female butt.

Throughout the night, as everyone got deeper into the alcohol, especially Devin, I would catch little signals and displays from Lily that would remind me why I was here, pretending to be this dude's bro. Lingering eye contact. A not-so-casual brush against me. Once, Lily left the room for a moment and came back with a different shirt on, without a bra on underneath.

Late that evening, Devin stumbled out of the room on the presumption that he was going to go and check on the kids, and never came back. When Lily checked, he was passed out on the floor, outside the kids' room.

My time had come.

“So,” I asked, fireworks exploding against the horizon outside the windows, “what should we do now?”

“Have any good ideas?” her voice was breathy, her eyes shimmering. I noticed her nipples were hard and poking through the fabric of her shirt covered bosom, rising and falling with each breath.

“Quite a few, yeah,” I replied, deciding to take charge, “you should start with taking off your shirt for me.”

Lily blinked and her lips parted slightly, looking for a second that she was piqued, but when her eyes narrowed again, I knew I had her. She stood up, grasping the hem of her flimsy shirt, and slipped it up over her head, revealing her entire torso for my viewing pleasure.

Her belly was flat, with faint stretch marks from her pregnancies, but otherwise suggesting perfect breeding opportunity, with just enough weight on her wide hips so that she didn’t look unhealthy skinny. I loved her curves, and as she twisted while her shirt rose, I felt a stirring in my crotch.

The fabric rose up, the hem brushing against the swell of her breast and catching on her erect nipple as as she revealed herself. Even though she had had a couple of kids already, her tits were supple and large, with only the faintest signs of use. They hung healthily as she pulled her long hair through her shirt and let the fabric fall carelessly from her hands. I watched as her breasts sank to their normal position as she returned her hands to her sides, proudly showing off her goods for me with a smile on her lips.

“Bet you weren’t expecting to see these when you woke up this morning,” Lily said coyly, shaking her shoulders to make her tits jiggle.

I didn’t answer, instead I got to my feet, unbuttoned my fly, and unleashed my cock, six inches plus and thick, stroking it once or twice to get the blood moving through it.

“Oooo, nice cock,” Lily said and stepped toward me, reaching out and touching me with a single finger. I reached out with my arms and pulled her into my embrace, my cock getting trapped between us with its pulsating head pressed against her belly button. She gasped at our proximity, staring into my eyes until I lowered my head to kiss her lips, taking what I wanted. We made out like animals, her hands going to my hair and neck, my arms holding her to me. Finally I broke apart, a line of spittle connecting our lips.

“How about you get on your knees and put me in your mouth,” I said, taking her hands from my ruffled hair. She complied, short of breath, taking a hair tie from her pocket and gathering her lovely hair into a loose tail before grasping my member with intent.

Her lips were soft as they closed over my dick, the pressure in her mouth heavenly as she drew me into and out of her mouth. I watched as her red lips parted wider to allow my glans to slip through, and kissed the end of it, tasting my pre-cum as I produced it.

Minutes went by with Lily on her knees with me in her mouth, and her hands stroking my shaft or fiddling with my balls; she certainly knew what she was doing. Before I got off though, I wanted to fuck her.

Gripping her arm, my dick leaving her mouth with a slurp, I helped Lily to her feet, spittle streaking her lower face. I snuck a finger down the front of her shorts as I breathed in her ear.

“Take these off.”

Aware of her established role, Lily complied happily, wiggling her fat ass out of its prison, and losing the panties as well, still gasping from her lack of breath. I was burning with need at this point, my cock head purple and engorged, just waiting to be buried somewhere deep. As soon as her shorts hit the floor, I pulled her over to the couch and encouraged her to lay on her back with her hips at the edge.

“Owen-" her voice was insistent as she reached out to grasp her legs, pulling them further apart to show me her slicked snatch, ready and waiting for me.

No more words were needed: her eyes were as demanding as my actions had been all night.

I stepped out of my pants and angled my body over her, lining up my tool with her sheath, my throbbing glans pressing against her labia. Hearing her breath change, feeling her body tense and relax, watching her body and face expressions, I found her opening and pushed inside, feeling her flesh give way for my intrusion.

“uhhh, aaaAAA-"

Her voice was shrill as she reacted to my cock's entrance, so I clapped my hand over her mouth, watching her brow furrow as I penetrated her to her deepest extent. I sighed when I bottomed out, and let go of her mouth when she had quit squealing.

“Sorry,” Lily panted, “I’ve never had anything that size inside me.”

Instead of replying, I rolled my hips, changing the angles of our conjoined flesh, causing her to sigh with pleasure, then pulled out some and began to fuck her. I watched her intently, waiting for her to start to yell again, but she managed to keep her expressions to little squeaks and grunts. She met my gaze for a while, but I watched her fold under my onslaught, her brow furrowed ever more until she had to close her eyes and turn her head, accepting that her body was mine until I was expended.

I watched her body language as she expressed herself with my efforts inside her, seeing what made her shiver, what made her hold her breath, and what made her breathe out, and found a pattern, exploiting it for my own selfish enjoyment. I pressed the appropriate buttons, adjusted what factors needed optimizing, and drove it home. Hard.

“Oh, oh, Owennnn!”

Lily's rate of breathing increased as I calibrated my angle, and just when I thought she couldn’t hyperventilate any faster, her body tensed all at once, and only released once muscle group at a time. Her voice gave a girly shriek that I couldn’t cover up in time, but I had achieved my goal.

Chuckling, I pulled out of her, my rock-solid cock pulsing strong, stringy girl-cum sloughing off down my balls as I left her gaping wide for a moment, her flesh adapted to my former presence.

“Oh, wow,” she breathed, immobile but for the steady rise and fall of her breasts.

“Come here,” I said, stepping back from the couch, making room for her on the floor again. Tiredly, with a groan, she got off the couch and back to her knees in front of me as I used her thick lube to jerk my cock. She sat back on her heels and put her hands on her thighs, opening her mouth in anticipation as her eyes intently watched me.

I brought myself to orgasm, spurting thick ropes of pearly fluid over her face and chest, grunting with effort as I emptied myself for her. She reacted pleasurably; a smile spreading over her open mouth as she attempted to catch my hot cum on her tongue, and mostly failing.

“Wow, that was a lot of cum!” she exclaimed quietly as she looked down her front at the cum splatter. She ambled forward on her knees and began to delicately lick my still-throbbing cock clean of her fluids as I watched her.

“Good girl, cleaning up the mess,” I said tiredly, looking around for my clothes. When she pulled back, finished in her duties, I began to gather up my clothing and dress myself.

“Where are you going?” She asked me as she watched me fold my cock away, getting to her feet.

“My apartment, to sleep,” I said, zipping up my pants.

Lily stepped closer, her boobs bouncing with each step.

“You should sleep with me tonight, I’ll keep you warm,” she said seductively. I looked at her, her cum-covered face displaying some hurt that I didn’t want to stay the night in her bed.

“I’m good. Thanks for the fuck though, that was great,” I said, pulling my shirt on and heading towards my shoes next to the door, “we should do something like this again.”

“Oh- okay then,” Lily said, her tone suggesting heartbreak, despite only reuniting with me a matter of hours before. I didn’t fall for it, intending to get back to my sparse apartment and chill out, think about things.

“Sleep well, I’ll see you around,” I said, grasping the door handle and letting myself out.

“Bye,” she said, watching me leave.

Since I didn’t have a girlfriend, and had no such prospects at the moment, I was prepared to fuck around with Lily for a while, see how long she would let me. I had no intentions of kicking Devin out and taking his place; there was no way I was raising his kids. If she had no kids I may have considered stealing her from him, but that wasn’t the case.

I went to sleep soundly that night, a near future filled with sex with my neighbor.

-

I didn’t run into her again until a few days later, when she was returning to her house with groceries from the store around the corner. When she saw me outside my apartment, my keys in hand, about to leave for town, she chased her kids into her apartment, set her bags just inside the door and closed it, then swiveled her hips over to me.

“Hey,” Lily said coyly, her brown eyes filled with recent memory.

“Hey yourself,” I said, looking her up and down. She was wearing a skirt, and I couldn’t blame her in this heat. I wondered just how ‘accessible’ she was underneath there.

“What are you doing later on?” She asked, “Devin is going to play videogames with his friends, so I’ll be all alone once the kids go to bed. I could make you dinner, if you wanted!”

I knew what she was trying to do, and I wasn’t having it. No way was I falling for this girl, I was just there for the pussy, which was surprisingly bomb after squeezing out a couple of kids.

So, I decided to impress upon her my priorities again.

“What are you doing right now?” I rejoined, looking around at the empty tree-enclosed drive where the apartment complex was located.

“Just about to put the groceries away,” she said, her brown hair cascading over her shoulder as she glanced back toward her door, “why?”

Again I looked around and, seeing no one, I grasped her elbow and turned her toward the narrow alleyway separating one apartment building from the next, then pressed my hand against the small of her back and pushing slightly.

“Let’s have a little fun,” I said as we started walking toward the alley.

“I- I should really get back-" Lily stuttered out as she walked, but when I took my hand away from her back, she continued walking with me toward the alley, even stepping more quickly the closer we got.

“This won’t take long,” I said, feeling my dick harden as I knew what we were about to do.

“Ugh, it better not,” she said as we entered the alley, and pulled her shirt and bra up, exposing her nice, full, cream-colored titties for my viewing pleasure, “is this what you wanted to see?”

I grasped her left funbag in my hand, feeling the flesh roll beneath my fingers, and my dick became rock-hard.

“Mmmm, among other things, yes,” I said, playing with her nipple with my thumb.

“What else do you want? You want me to blow you?”

I saw the belligerence in her eyes, and decided to show exactly what I wanted, by taking it.

“Turn around,” I said, my hands finding her hips and turning her, feeling her respond and move with my command. I pulled her ass toward me and pushed her upper back so that she stuck her ass out, pressing her face and hands against the brick wall with a scoff. I pulled her skirt up so that it lay above her ass, which wasn’t huge, but pert and well-proportioned to the rest of her body, and got my fingers under the band of her panties, getting one of my feet between hers and kicking her left foot out to the side, effectively spreading her legs.

“From now on,” I said, pulled the panties off of her, which she gave no objection to, “if you’re wearing a skirt, I don’t want you wearing panties. I want to be able to lift this up and be able to stick it right in. Got it?”

She looked over her shoulder at me, her face scandalized, but when she saw the seriousness with which I met her eyes, her pique fell, and she nodded.

“Okay, Owen,” she said.

The panties fell around her ankles as I unzipped my pants and let my cock free. I spit on my hand and wetted the tip of my dick before probing around in her moist folds for her entrance, and pushing inside her.

“Ughhhhmmmmm,” she grunted out, her splayed hands turning into fists as I penetrated her slick hole, “you’re so biiiiig!”

“Not so loud,” I said, feeling my cock’s head press up against the end of her vag an instant before her butt mashed against my hips.

“You’re all the way inside me baby,” Lily whispered over her shoulder as I sighed with pleasure, feeling the whole length of my cock held tightly by her flesh as I wrapped my fingers around her hip bones. Her breaths were quick and heavy as I began to pull out to thrust, my potent balls swinging freely between both of our legs. There was nothing like taking a woman from behind, it was such a submissive position that it always gave me such a thrill of power, knowing that she bent over and gave her holes for me to use. It was my favorite position when it came to fucking a woman I wasn’t in love with. So I fucked her heartily, enjoying every little pant and squeal she emitted as my cock loosened her up.

I could’ve gone for a while, riding that power high, but I knew we needed to keep this brief, lest we be discovered. Taking one hand off her hip as I reduced speed, and touching her shoulder, causing her to turn to look at me, I asked her, “You taking birth control?”

“Yesss, I am,” she hissed, nodding furiously as she stared back into my eyes. I didn’t see a lie there, and I fancied myself a good judge of such things, so I took her word.

My hand left her shoulder and slept underneath her arm and around her ribs, grabbing her tit as I set a different pace, one that stimulated me fully, and had only one result.

The levy broke, and I thrust hard into her, a yelp escaping her throat before she could stop it. Steaming hot liquid burst from me and exploded all over her insides as I growled at her back, which was flexing with effort to keep her cum receptacle in its receiving position beneath my onslaught. Stream after stream left me and filled her until I was empty, and I pulled out with a groan, some of my cum following my deflating cock to splatter on the concrete.

“Fuck yeah,” I breathed, and smacked her ass with one hand, hopefully leaving my handprint. That pussy was mine now, and we both knew it.

“Oh!” Lily gasped as I smacked her ass, then stood up straight with a stretch, “you blew out my back, Owen,” she said with a whiny voice as she put her hands to the small of her back, her skirt falling down into place. She grunted cutely as she finished her stretch, then bent over and pulled up her panties as I put my dick away.

“Good,” I said as she turned around, adjusting her clothing.

“So, what about tonight?” she asked as we both exited the alleyway.

“I don’t think so, Lily,” I said, concocting a bullshit excuse on the spot, “I have to work early in the morning.”

“Oh. Okay then, I guess I’ll see you sometime soon?”

I looked at her hopeful eyes and knew she was temporarily mine. With a smirk, I reached down and cupped her pussy over her skirt, feeling its dampness through the layers of fabric. She ahh-ed as my finger traced her slit, and I came close to breathe in her face a pair of words.

“Most likely.”

Then I turned and left her panting on the sidewalk.

-

We met again the very next day in he local party store, and she was wearing another skirt. When I cocked my eyebrow at her she made sure the coast was clear before she turned around and lifted the fabric up, showing me my red handprint and not a hint of underwear bifurcating her buttcheeks. I nodded in approval, pinching her ass as I walked by her, going about our business like nothing happened.

-

We continued like that for weeks, meeting up randomly for secret, passion heavy trysts whenever I saw her. She wore skirts a lot, and true to her word, she never had a pair of panties on when I would inspect her, much to my satisfaction.

Lily dropped the bomb on me a couple months after we had reunited.

She was in my apartment, late at night, having snuck over after everyone was asleep at her place, and I was balls deep in her, with her splayed out on my bed in missionary. I had been going for a while, having already brought her to orgasm twice, when she lifted her legs up and crossed them over my back, and spoke in my ear.

“I’m pregnant.”

I froze in mid thrust, looking at her closely for signs of bullshit, but her eyes held nothing but truth. Her hands swept up my ribs in an intimate gesture as I processed what she said. I glanced down between us at the silhouetted outlines of our bodies, looking at the rise and fall of her deceptively flat stomach. Slowly, I resumed my thrusting, my cock probing her depths, feeling the slight bump that was her cervix as I bottomed out.

“There’s a baby in there?” I spoke rhetorically as I tapped at her innermost entrance. She nodded at me, panting as I fucked her. I decided in that moment that it was an exotic thought, and allowed myself to be overcome by my climax, shuddering and groaning my lust out of me and into her depths while she kissed my face and neck, holding our bodies together.

My dick left her slick hole with a slurp as I turned to collapse next to her on the bed, my lust gone for the moment.

“Whose is it,” I asked in a decidedly non-rhetorical tone.

“I don’t know,” Lily replied as her hand roamed my sweaty chest, drawing whorls in my chest hair, and her leg slid over mine.

“Well, Devin will be a proud father once again,” I said with a yawn as my heart rate began to return to normal.

“It could be yours, Owen,” Lily said to me before getting out of my bed and putting her clothes back on. She knew the drill at this point, and I didn’t need to tell her to get ready to leave.

“I thought you were on BC.”

“I am. It didn’t work.”

“Should have gotten an IUD if you didn’t want to get pregnant.”

I saw her stop with one arm in her shirt and look at me: she knew I was right, but she was loath to admit it. She got dressed the rest of the way and left my apartment, closing the door quietly behind her.

My thoughts raced for a moment, worrying that she would lawyer up once she established the identity of the child. I was sure it was formed from my seed, since I had been positively flooding her insides with it since we met again, but it was her fault for not using exhaustive birth control if she didn’t want to get knocked up again. She knew what she was doing, fucking me, and should have headed off unwanted circumstances with the many means provided to her.

I fell asleep shortly, exhausted and spent.

-

As the months slowly passed, I watched as her belly grew larger and larger in my hands every time I fucked her. Devin had no idea that the child could be anyone's but his, and strutted around as though he were a stud, while I added cream filling to his delectable girlfriend's insides every chance I got. Her boobs grew larger, laying heavier on my face when I motorboated them.

When six months was approaching, I noticed that her belly was looking quite large, larger than others looked at this stage in the pregnancy. We were at a local park, having randomly met up while Devin pushed the kids on the swings, I had gone by on my morning run and seen them, so I stopped to say hello and chat.

“Owen, I’m having triplets,” Lily said with wide eyes. I was stunned at the news, which explained why she looked so heavily pregnant.

“Well, it sounds to me like someone's semen is extra potent,” I said while staring into her eyes intently. Her eyes flickered and had trouble focusing as the arousal built inside her body, and so I said fuck it. I looked around our area, seeing the park minimally inhabited at this early hour, and dragged her horny pregnant ass over to a nearby copse of trees and bushes. Luckily, she was wearing a skirt.

I leaned her up against a tree and whipped out my rock hard member and slipped it in. She groaned into her hand as I fucked her, my mind racing at the validation I got from her statement. If they were mine, then I felt extremely and viscerally accomplished at having been potent enough to fill her with three children instead of just the average one. I came in no time, all but lifting her up off the ground with my powerful thrusts at the end, and leaving her to drip my cum into the grass at her feet as I left to continue my jog.

-

The months passed and our secret rendezvous became less and less frequent as she grew so pregnant that it was hard to fuck her without hurting her, so we decided to cut it off until after she had the babies and healed up. I smiled as one day in the fall I saw them rush their way to their minivan with emergency bags over their shoulders and Lily walking gingerly.

Here they come, I said to myself.

It was a few weeks after she gave birth when I heard from her, and met up at her door, Devin having run to the store or something. She looked stunning when she opened the door, her hair done up and her face strikingly made-up, and her body well on its way to being back to its tip-top shape, the way it was before I impregnated it.

“Hey there, you look good,” I said truthfully, and watched her blush under the praise.

“Thanks!” she said cutely, “but I have more to tell you. Remember when you thought you had given me triplets?”

I frowned in confusion. They weren’t mine? I indicated she could continue.

“Well, turns out, only two of them are yours.”

My frown deepened as I struggled to understand.

“How can triplets come from two fathers?” I asked, perplexed.

“It's called superfetation, and it’s extremely rare. I was already pregnant a few weeks with Devin's baby when we started fucking.”

“So I got you pregnant when you were already pregnant?”

“Yeah you did.”

My mind whirled at the odds of this. And the strength of my sperm. I felt filled with potency and loved every second of the realization. I ran my fingers through my hair and sighed in amazement, my hard cock pressing at the confines of my jeans. She must have noticed, because she put her hand at my crotch, feeling the outline of my jean-clad meat.

“Don’t play with me, woman,” I said, “when can you fuck again?”

She lifted her eyes to mine, “Right fucking now.”

So, I pushed her into her apartment and had my way with her, and she met every thrust with one of her own, moaning at my presence inside her body, but I made sure to pull out and cum in her mouth or on her tits. No way was I getting her pregnant again.

She ended up getting an IUD implant, which basically let me cum wherever the fuck I wanted with no ramifications. Our genitals practically formed to one another after a while, and we knew just how to get one another off. A lock and a key hardly fit better together.

Too bad she had Devin's kids. She would’ve made a good wife to me. Eventually we drifted apart, and I found a girlfriend and settled down, had a few kids. Lily and I would see each other randomly every few years, but I was committed to my woman, so nothing ever happened again between Lily and I.

We would both savor the memories forever.

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