“Hey Krol,” I paused as I saw her face. “Uh, I got the Ice Cream?”
“T-thanks Sky,” she said as she popped open the door and slowly turned around. I walked behind her and watched as she moved towards her kitchen island. Part of it was a tall bar with bar stools as chairs, she moved past it and went to her silverware drawer and grabbed a pair of big spoons.
“Sit down,” she said as she gestured at the chair nearest to me.
“Okay?” I half asked half said, before sitting down in the chair beside me. Moments later she handed me a spoon, before taking the nearest barstool and opening the top of the container.
“So, this is how I get over a breakup, you should give it a try,” Krol’s amber eyes sparkled slightly as she looked at me. And then she took a huge bite of the ice cream.
“Fuck it,” I said as I dug into the container too. My spoon gouged a huge divot in the surface of the mint chocolate chip, and a second later it got to my mouth.
It was good ice cream.
Minutes later, the carton was half gone, and our bellies were full of the creamy substance. I turned to her, face obscured by the mint colored stuff and sighed loudly.
“I’m not sure that helped,” I said sadly as I watched her push the container away. She had devoured her share.
“Well, plan b is booze, but we should wait till five o’clock for that.” Krol smiled slightly, something about the blue and white mare covered in Ice cream was funny to me. I chuckled a bit at that, and not at her words. I hoped she didn’t mean to get me through the breakup with alcohol. Unlike most young ponies, I respected my liver.
“It just came out of nowhere,” I said as my eyes started to water. “I thought we were perfect for each other. You know, we’d live the dream together, two and a half foals, white picket fence, the works.” Her hoof came to rest on my shoulder, and I unconsciously shifted my head to feel the warmth of it. She had always been there for me, this friend of mine. Even if she was a little self-destructive for my tastes. I just cared about her well being is all- somepony had to.
“Oh come on, we’re in our twenties. You don’t need to settle down yet!” Krol said before jumping off our stool. Then she ran off towards her bedroom.
“What?” I said to myself, before huffing slightly and putting the ice cream in her freezer for her. Maybe we’d go another round… Oh shit. What was I thinking? I had known Krol since we were foals- then again, she smelled really good today. I leaned my head over and sniffed where her hoof had touched me. It smelled like her normal scent, only stronger? Had she been running before I got here or something? My thoughts were interrupted when she came back a moment later, a bottle in her hoof.
“Stalliongrad’s finest, it even has the grand cathedral all the domes and weird architecture,” Krol finished with a bow, before depositing the bottle on the table between us. It only took her another few seconds to fetch a pair of shot glasses of questionable cleanliness.
“Uhm-” She pressed a hoof to my lips as I began to protest.
“You make a good point, I’ll get the chaser.” Soon after a bottle of vegetable juice was sitting beside us. Krol smiled at me, and with a flourish, she poured the shots of booze into the tiny cups.
“Ready?” she asked merrily.
“I guess,” I said as I hoofed the cup of ethanol.
“Good enough,” Krol said as she dumped the glass down her throat in one swig. I followed and almost retched, this stuff was horrible! I looked back at her a moment later, she was already filling another round.
“Trust me, this will help,” she said as she hoofed me the bottle of vegetable juice. I drank a big sip of the red substance, and immediately my stomach settled. “Next time, you need to actually chase it.”
“Okay,” I said with a heavy exhale. Her white coat shimmered slightly under the yellow light. She was a pretty mare.
“Ready to go again?” She asked me with a lilt in her voice. Krol was so practiced at this, she didn’t even need a chaser.
“Yeah,” I muttered before lifting my glass. “To true love.”
“It doesn’t exist,” she said before downing her second shot. I did the same, with less theatrics this time. I swallowed the juice a second later, and my brain started to feel a little hazy.
“Well, with that attitude,” I said to her, before realizing the little bottle of juice was already half gone.
“My attitude doesn’t change anything, the best relationship a pony can have is a friend. A friendship is a mutual like for the other pony. And you’re my friend, so drink up.”
And so, three shots became five, and my position on the barstool was getting more and more compromised. It was the sixth shot where everything changed. Or accelerated, if you see how this is going…
I took the sixth shot and realized that I was out of juice, and I was on the verge of being sick. My body was warm and floaty already. But when I looked at Krol with my plight written across my face, she pushed her body forward, wrapping her hooves across my withers. And then, she kissed me. Her tongue pushed through my surprised lips and entered my mouth. I responded in kind despite my shock. My eyes closed as I wrapped my forelegs around her and pulled our chests together. Her body was warm against me, her heartbeat strong and steady beside mine. She had always been there for me, even if I was beginning to think this was her plan all along…
“Thanks for that,” I said to her after we broke apart to breath.
‘“Ha, I wish I was doing it just for you,” she paused after laughing at her own words. “I mean, I really want you to get over her too.”
“What’s your other reason for kissing me, we’ve been friends for years?”
“Do I smell different to you?” She said before dropping one of her forelegs out of view for a moment.
“A little, definitely stronger,” I said simply. It was nice to hug my friend, even if I was still feeling a little weird about the kiss. The vodka did help with the weirdness though.
“Try this instead,” Krol said before pressing the hidden hoof to my muzzle. It smelled like mare juices, but spicier. My cock immediately began to unsheath at the smell. I saw her looking down at me, and I flushed as her eyes spied my half hard cock spilling out.
“That’s good, I was kinda worried you’d have Whiskey dick,” Krol asked me before hopping out of the chair and looking over her shoulder at me. Her tail flicked back and forth before staying up. The little tail display had me hard as a rock, it probably helped that I hadn’t been laid in a month and a half.
“What’s that?” I asked without realizing I was slurring my words a lot. I did manage to get off the barstool without face planting though.
“Not important, so follow me,” Krol said with a flick of a tail and a shake of her ass. At that moment, that was as good as the pied piper's music to me.
“Alright Krol,” I said as I followed her into her bedroom, the familiar room now seemed a little strange, especially when she laid on the bed seductively, her back legs spreading before me. I practically jumped on top of her as in my haste. I missed the initial penetration, but my hard cock still felt good as it ground against her stomach, the first drops of my pre made her tummy sticky as I kissed her top pair of lips.
“Goddamn I’m horny,” she said in between kisses and before she flipped us over.
“Hi horny, I’m Sky,” I giggled as I said a dad joke. My words were taken from me when she worked her rump backwards on my body. The friction felt amazing, but when she wrapped her lips around the head of my cock, I realized my friend was divine. My moan echoed around the room as I looked down at my best friend playing with my cock like it was her newest toy.
“I always knew you were big,” Krol said, “I’ve seen you unsheathed a few times. But I didn’t know you tasted so good.”
“T-thanks, wait what?” I asked to no avail. My brain was gone as she stroked the bottom half of my hard shaft with her soft frogs. Her mouth was busy polishing my top half with her tongue, getting saliva and pre all over my crotch. It was probably the sloppiest blowjob I had ever received but also the hottest.
I moaned loudly, as she got me closer and closer to blowing my load in her mouth.
“I’ve wanted this for a long time,” Krol said as she let me out of her mouth, I had gotten pretty close, but the cold air compared to her warm mouth made me lose some of that. It wasn’t long before she was on top of me, her hips above my cock. Her body came down on mine, my cock trapped between her blazing wet slit, and my own stomach. Her moan drowned out mine as she began to slide back and forth over me.
“Really Krol?” I said in between moans, as I grabbed her hips with my hooves and held her close to me. “I had kind of a crush on you too.”
“Aww,” she said before stopping her humping and leaning her head down near mine. My hooves shifted up her back, squeezing the muscular mare as we got ready to lock lips again. “We both had crushes on each other the whole time?”
“Yeah, apparently,” I said just before she pressed forward. After that, my tongue was a bit too occupied for speech. For several minutes we just cuddled and kissed, with just a bit of touching of rubbing our uglies together. It was like a need I had never known before was being filled, I loved this mare with all of my spirit, the way I expressed my love had just changed. I mean, my dick liked it more.
“I really like this,” I said after we broke apart. She was panting and sweating like me, and these sheets were gonna need to be washed.
“Me too,” her hoof stroked down my chest as she laid beside me.
“You’re a really sweet friend, doing this for me,” I said with a sigh, remembering why she had really called me over. Still, my hardness twitched when she ran her hoof over it.
“Well, you’re welcome, but this is for me as much as you,” She paused and nuzzled me softly, my wings relaxing slightly beneath us. “In fact, I still want your warm breath on the back of my neck as you make me your mare…” My cock got harder as she whispered her desire in my ear.
“I’ll do it!” I yelled as I picked myself up off the bed, my cock dripping in anticipation as I watched Krol take her time as she got her cute butt up in the air. With a flick of her tail, she raised it out of the way, revealing her dripping slit to me. Without thinking, I dove in and ran my tongue down the length of her pussy, her legs backed into me as I did this, pushing my muzzle deeper into her.
“C’mon, I want your cock, not your tongue!” She moaned needily, to me before flicking my head with her tail. I got the message and stood up, jumping up and mounting her in a rush, my cock missing her slit on the first approach- and the second.
“I’m trying-” I said before finally sinking the bulging head of my cock into her tight, wet slit. My moans and hers intertwined as I felt the two of us become one. She tensed up a little as my medial ring sunk into her, stretching her cunt out as wide as it would go.
“Oh, Sky!” She said when I finally hilted inside her. She did feel my breath on the back of her neck, as I smelled her pretty blue mane.
Moments later, I picked up the pace of my rutting, sliding in and out of her at a practiced rhythm, and squeezing my gut muscles as I pushed inside. I didn’t want to pop off in her. She really, really seemed like she was in heat. Her moans crescendoed as I rutted her, as did mine. We kept getting harder and harder, as we both sweat out our troubles. It was fucking great.
“I’m getting close,” I said to her as my thrusts got less and less coordinated, and more bestial. A whinny left my lips every other second.
“So am I!” She yelled back, as I felt her velvet walls wrap around me even tighter. A few seconds later I felt her tighten up around me extra hard. Her forelegs collapsed and I hilted in her by virtue of her position. I don’t know what came over me when I heard her moan my name as she came. My mouth moved on it’s own and bit down on her ear. The moan didn’t stop, but it became louder. That was what set me off, hearing my name echoing from the mare I loved, while I was balls deep in her pussy. My cum began to paint her insides, with me only realizing how bad that was after the third rope. I pulled out and painted the bed beneath us with my last couple spurts.
“Sorry!” I said loudly, before realizing she wasn’t mad.
“No, no it’ll be fine,” Krol said loudly, before shifting herself onto her side. She looked at me with a devious smile. “You could lick it out of me if you’re really worried.”
“Okay, I’m not that worried,” I said with a laugh, before I took the time to lay beside my friend, and mate. My muzzle ended up pressed against hers, and a little while later, we both passed out from the booze and the afterglow.
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Three Months Later
“Sky,” I heard Krol say from behind me. We had moved in together a month ago, and it had been going well. We made a good couple, somehow. We did a lot of couple things, but we kept acting like good friends too. It was a fulfilling relationship.
“What is it? Is the plumbing backed up again?” I asked her with annoyance in my voice. Not at her, but at this shitty apartment.
“Not exactly,” Krol said before walking up to me. With a slight flourish, she deposited a very peculiar stick in front of me. It had a simple plus showing through a window to the inside of it.
“Oh Krol,” I said as I pulled myself up and out of the chair, instantly embracing her.
“I guess you should have licked it out of me,” She said with tears beginning to flow out of her eyes.
“Yeah,” I said simply. She was emotional, I was the opposite. This revelation was enough to put me in a daze.
“I’m just glad it’s yours,” She said with a half smile. “If I could settle down with anyone, I’m glad it’s my best friend.”
“That makes me feel better,” I hugged her with both forelegs, enjoying her warmth. I guess we were gonna have a family. It’d make our parents happy at least. Though they would probably point out all the times they’d tried to get us together. At least they knew each other already. Some part of me had already wondered how our families would blend together, how our new lives would be like.
“I love you,” I said to her after a moment of silent nuzzling.
“I love you too,” Krol replied with the most subtle of tears flowing from her eyes. Some part of me realized something though: there was no stopping us from rutting with abandon now!
The End
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