I write sex stories. don't forget to like! One evening, I went over to my friend’s place to stay the night. It was just the three of us—my friend, his older sister, and me. We had bought drinks and prepared food for the evening; his sister had taken care of everything. As the night went on, we all got pleasantly alcol. At one point, my friend muttered, “I’m not feeling well,” and went to bed, leaving me alone with his sister. An awkward silence settled between us. That’s when I remembered the aphrodisiac drops I always carried with me. “Want another drink?” I asked. “Sure,” she rep… 続きを読む

When Emma left the library that evening, the weather had turned without warning. With no umbrella, she ducked into the nearest café. The interior was dim and warm, scattered with a few patrons. She settled at an empty corner table, shrugging off her damp coat. As she rearranged her books, she sensed someone approaching. "Is this seat taken?" The voice was soft but deliberate. She looked up and locked eyes with Sophia. Tall, brunette, her sleek black hair falling just past her shoulders. Slightly damp—she must have escaped the rain, too. "Please," Emma said, gesturing. As Sophia sat, Emma c… 続きを読む