Is it ever too much?
We were always together, the three mosquetteers: James, me and our friend, Fred. Fred was super shy and never had much luck in the girl department.
Since springbreak was coming, me and another girl from school, Lilly, decided to give him a little help. One day after school, Lilly and I went to the apothecary and ask for something to give him that would make him loosen up (and by loose, I mean horny/erect). We told the lady it was for a gag and she gave us this drops of an African root that typically people would use 10, but she said use 30. She also advised us that it would only work if he would get turned on by something.
So we had the stuff, and trip was coming and we wanted to try out the effect in order to understand what could go wrong. We both decide we were going to test it out with our boyfriends.
The day had come when we had agreed we would do the test. Everyday I would wake up earlier and go and wake up James. He lived alone with his mom, and she usually left pretty early to work in the city. We would usually cuddle for a while and sometimes have ourselves a little morning delight. That day I decided to make him breakfast.
So I went to the cafeteria and bought a croissant and some juice. Now, it had to be one with a dark color because otherwise you would see the liquid, so I bought tomato juice (which neither of us ever drank), but it was the one that worked best both in color and taste.
I got to his house, he opens the door and resumes to bed as usual. I go into the kitchen and prepare everything, putting the 30 drops on the juice. I find a platter and take it to the bedroom. James sees the juice and starts getting suspicious because as I had said, we never drank it before. I make an excuse and say it was the only one they had, but he is not buying it. So I say: it’s ok, see? And drank some. And so, still somewhat suspicious, he finishes his meal.
All this talk made us late and so we head to school. It was a shorter day, only morning classes. So as soon as the bell rang, we went back to his house. Somedays we would have lunch with our friends, others he would make me lunch. He was starting to prepare it, but we started to become more playful.
The drops kicked in. We started in the kitchen, moved on to the living room, then the bedroom, bathroom, floor, walls, ... 3 hours later, we were feeling both exhausted and overwhelmed... what had just happened? We were usually pretty creative, and usually would play for a respectful amount of time. But 3 hours? full speed? You can imagine I was feeling pretty pleased..
James turns to me and says: now will you tell me what was in the juice? I explained to him everything, and I added: well I did drink half!
Since springbreak was coming, me and another girl from school, Lilly, decided to give him a little help. One day after school, Lilly and I went to the apothecary and ask for something to give him that would make him loosen up (and by loose, I mean horny/erect). We told the lady it was for a gag and she gave us this drops of an African root that typically people would use 10, but she said use 30. She also advised us that it would only work if he would get turned on by something.
So we had the stuff, and trip was coming and we wanted to try out the effect in order to understand what could go wrong. We both decide we were going to test it out with our boyfriends.
The day had come when we had agreed we would do the test. Everyday I would wake up earlier and go and wake up James. He lived alone with his mom, and she usually left pretty early to work in the city. We would usually cuddle for a while and sometimes have ourselves a little morning delight. That day I decided to make him breakfast.
So I went to the cafeteria and bought a croissant and some juice. Now, it had to be one with a dark color because otherwise you would see the liquid, so I bought tomato juice (which neither of us ever drank), but it was the one that worked best both in color and taste.
I got to his house, he opens the door and resumes to bed as usual. I go into the kitchen and prepare everything, putting the 30 drops on the juice. I find a platter and take it to the bedroom. James sees the juice and starts getting suspicious because as I had said, we never drank it before. I make an excuse and say it was the only one they had, but he is not buying it. So I say: it’s ok, see? And drank some. And so, still somewhat suspicious, he finishes his meal.
All this talk made us late and so we head to school. It was a shorter day, only morning classes. So as soon as the bell rang, we went back to his house. Somedays we would have lunch with our friends, others he would make me lunch. He was starting to prepare it, but we started to become more playful.
The drops kicked in. We started in the kitchen, moved on to the living room, then the bedroom, bathroom, floor, walls, ... 3 hours later, we were feeling both exhausted and overwhelmed... what had just happened? We were usually pretty creative, and usually would play for a respectful amount of time. But 3 hours? full speed? You can imagine I was feeling pretty pleased..
James turns to me and says: now will you tell me what was in the juice? I explained to him everything, and I added: well I did drink half!
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