La confesión de mi amiga

I had that age then, 24 years old, studying law in my city and my lifelong friend Cristina was studying translation of English at the University of Buenos Aires. We were very close friends, those who share all their intimacy: I knew every one of his f**ks and he knew mine. Never had anything more than some piquito carried away by alcohol and partying, but beyond that, nothing, and besides, she was intimate with my girlfriend. For her 22nd birthday, she invited a bunch of friends to her house - as I had been told beforehand - and was going to choose someone she liked and f**k him all weekend at her parents' country house. Obviously this happened and Cristina got together with some guy with a well-defined physique and took him away, telling us later on what happened with great detail. After about 6 months, Cristina returned to our city and it was when I received her phone call begging me to come to her house because she had something to tell me. I said we would go with my girlfriend Mari but she emphasized that I should come alone. When I saw her, she seemed strange, really more beautiful than usual, and it was then that she confessed she was pregnant... we looked at each other and she hugged me crying: she said it was her mistake on her birthday, the alcohol, the party... and wouldn't stop crying. I told her to take a walk with me and taking the keys of the country house, she asked me to take her there. We arrived at the estate and her whimpers and crying didn't stop... I hugged her tightly and she hugged me back. We stayed like that for a long time while she told me it was with that guy who she had f**ked on her birthday, they hadn't taken care and it had passed what I saw before my eyes. It was an unusual feeling: from the hug we went to kisses and caresses more intense... we headed towards the room without stopping kissing each other, taking off our clothes... today I see it as an act of love more than a sexual desire. We made love without desperation, exploring each other... there was my friend of years, with her beautiful belly and hard breasts, both of us devoted to enjoying in silence each synchronized thrust that united us even more.

We went to shower together, laughed, and vowed to make this moment eternal without anyone ever knowing what had happened.

I managed to intercalate time between my girlfriend and Cristina without raising suspicions: I must say it was one of the women who made me enjoy myself most, even despite her increasingly prominent pregnancy.

We had relations until a few days before she gave birth... she asked me to be the godfather of her child as a reward.

After the birth we never had relations again, but in some friend chats -without naming me- it's said that there was someone who didn't get tired of filling her with cum and caressing her belly.