No problems....

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The fates crossed your paths at the bar some time ago. She was a regular patron and you would see her quite often. She made no efforts to hide what she was, that behind her perfect tits and ass a penis resided between her legs. This local bar was a safe place, for everyone, and that community is what made it so great. You found yourself intensely drawn to her anyway, your attraction transcending the physical and becoming intensely intellectual. Over time your friendship evolved into a unconditional love of a depth you have rarely experienced before. You had special rituals between just you and her, inside jokes, she makes you feel good, and you always know just how to make her smile. You knew her stories, the things she had to overcome in life, you admire her bravery and courage and feel love and respect, and dare you admit attachment to her?

On days she usually is around and is not, you find yourself checking the door, anxiously waiting and worrying about her. But you haven't had the balls to get her cell phone number or find the words to express your feelings for her. This is unknown territory and you are terrified to ruin one of the best friendships you think have ever had in your life. When someone becomes precious to us they can turn our world on its head....

And today is no different. She is hours late from her usual time, and you find her on your mind every few minutes. When she comes bursting through the door you heart leaps, as she locks eyes with you and seems visibly relived. She looks like she has been crying again, and catches your look of concern. “No, no Im okay! Really these are angry tears!” She asserts and barrels into an intense story about yet another fight with her shitty roommate. She hates how easily she cries, emotional intensity just brings it out of her. But you always remind her that being so sensitive makes her all the more beautiful, which usually makes her smile then *** a scowl at you, while demanding you “get her another drink, you asshole.” to change the subject. Which you always oblige.

She doesn't want to go home and deal with more conflict, so you stay with her all night. Drinking and comforting her, you want to help her to take care of her. As a result you both get proper drunk, she can drink you under the table if you try to keep up and she is in no state to drive. So you level with her, the only only way she is getting home tonight is if you carry her piggy back, because like hell you are letting her drive in her state, her roommate is being a dick, and your house is just a few blocks away and you don't mind if she crashes at your place tonight(forever really). You see her smiling and thinking it over before she teases how you really would make an awful pack mule anyway, so "your house it is!  But you better have more beer at your place!"

After a much more cozy version of your usual hanging out, you both find yourselves lying in bed, in your studio apartment. Sleep sounds good to her as well, and you hear her drunkenly ranting something about the best super powers to have, debating if the power to manifest tacos on demand is really underrated. “I mean shit, what does superman do when hes drunk? CAN superman even get drunk?!, I bet drunk superman would trade all his powers for tacos.. shit I would.” At that you turn off the lights and get back in bed. “You know what, I think you are my bestest friend ever, and I really don't know what I would do without you in my life.” you put an arm around her and exclaim “ I think I would die, if anything ever happened to you too!”. And she snuggles in closer as you squeeze her little spoon style and cuddle her to sleep.

The next morning you wake to the feel of a hand and arm across your body. Her limbs are tangled with yours, and she runs her fingers anxiously across your chest “Is this okay, I mean last night...” she trails off insecurity and starts to pull away. You feel your heart start to sink as she starts to withdraw and squeeze her in tighter pulling her into you in an effort to reassure her, but feeling more like a lost child instead. At that she purrs and snuggles you in satisfaction. “I think I love you, but I dont know if I can make any promises....with uhhh..” now its your turn to trail off insecurely. At that she smiles and you feel her soft hand find its way down your belly and thighs before finding your fully erect penis.

'I don't think that's going to be a problem” she purrs and you feel her hand lock on to the shaft of your cock. You become even more aware of her perky breasts as she presses against you showering you with soft little kisses, first on you chest, then your shoulders, neck and mouth. You savor her lips and reach to kiss her mouth even more, you feel your pleasure spike as shes expertly squeezes and strokes you in ways that have you unconscionably moaning and thrusting out your hips. You suddenly feel compelled to reciprocate, to return the love she is giving you, but she holds you down and gestures no as she grinds your dick even harder making you arch your back, pressing you closer to climax.

She softly whispers in your ear “I love you too silly, see no problems” she happily chirps, as she makes you cum harder then you can remember ever cumming in your life. And plants one last kiss before heading to the kitchen to ask you where hide the fucking coffee.

Edited September 19, 2020 by Deleted Member

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A beautiful story

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