The Girly Blind Date

By Cupido

Woman on woman. Man - Man. Bisexuality. Flexible. Queer. Some have never questioned their homosexuality. Others are in a straight marriage with kids when suddenly their best friend makes their nipples erect, or a touch from their best mate makes their cock hard. This is a collection of erotic short stories from Cupido. The collection contains the following stories: "She was so happy, she stroked her hair and kissed her with an earnestness she didn't think she had in her." — Just needed to cry it out by Charity Olivander "She's only seen her in pictures so far. Now they are about to meet at a café." —The girly blind date by Vesterålsjente "She herself claimed she was straight, but her best friend had her doubts about it." — Hot summer 2 by Donna, Oslo "Two friends on a hike on the mountain in Bergen became so horny that they forgot where they were." — A lively hike by Margarita, Bergen "She felt shy and held her towel up to cover her breasts. A woman was slowly stepping inside the tent's opening." — The camping trip by Camper -

• Language: English
• Publisher: Cupido
• Release date: Mar 4, 2020
• ISBN: 9788726407105

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The girly blind date

The girly blind date

Original title:

Trengte bare å grate ferdig. Jente-blinddate. Het sommer 2. Sprek tur. Telttur.

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Just Needed to Cry it Out

By Charity Olivander

I was sitting on the sofa and reading when the doorbell rang. I put down my book and, somewhat reluctantly, got up to open the door. And there you were, my dear, close friend whom I hadn’t seen in over a year. You were crying, and you asked if you could come in, so I opened both the door and my arms wide and welcomed you. Of course, you could come in, though I knew it would only add more fuel to the fire of the feelings I had for you — but you didn’t need to know about this.

I had been in love with you for a long time, but I’d always held back for fear of losing you. And even if it hurt me to see you crying, it was wonderful to see you again! I led you into my living room where we both sat on the sofa, and I put my arm around your shoulder and tried to get you to tell me about what had happened. But you just sad that you needed to cry it out before you could talk about it. I sat there with one arm around you. With the other, I stroked your