Amelie entered the library and gasped. She saw Joshua, the shy gay kid, sitting in the corner. Everyone knew he had a crush on Max, well, except for Max himself. Some people were so oblivious. She glanced over at the book he was reading, it was Charli Damelio's book. He turned his head and glanced at her, then pointed at his book.
"This book fucking sucks," he said. Amelie sat down next to him, close enough so he could hear the gurgling coming from her throat.
"Hey Joshua," she whispered, sending tingly shivers down his spine.
"Hey Amelie, how's Max?" He said, fiddling with his skirt.
"Oh. Do you still like him? I think he's gay," she said, and she saw hope glimmer in his industrial eyes. Joshua started breathing hard, and his pants tightened.
"Woah."
Amelie turned, and saw Alya in the sunset. She walked over, holding her book, 71 ways to jerk off.
"Hey Alya!" Amelie grunted, letting out a soft, low moan. Alya sat down next to Joshua. Both Amelie and Alya were leaning in, pressing their boobs against his back. Anyone who liked boobs would be drooling over this sight, it was too bad Joshua was gay.
"Hey Joshie.." she said, "I saw you holding hands with Harry Betts this morning.... were you trying to make Max jealous?"
Joshua grunted in surprise: she had figured out his plan! He turned his head down, a bright red blush slipping onto his cheeks. He slowly but smoothly nodded, while his belly rumbled. Amelie felt the sensation of a light breeze, and turned around. She gasped when she saw her ass was half sticking out. Amber had experienced this too, it was the worst feeling ever. Amelie felt a gush of wind flow onto her back, making her shiver. She gripped onto Joshua's small waist, trying to get warm. She felt tingles up her spine, as she slowly cooled down. Amelie whispered a thanks under her breath, before turning to her book, fifty shades of gray. Suddenly, she heard a flash, a camera shutter. She screamed, her epilepsy was kicking in. She gripped onto Joshua's tight pants, ripping them off, revealing his massive cock. His boner wouldn't go away: he was day dreaming about Max, and he hadn't even realised the gush of wind flowing around his dick. He opened his teared-up eyes, glancing down at his huge boner. He then turned to Amelie who was gripping onto his hard dick, for comfort.
"p-p-p-p-p-p-pl-please h-h-h-h-hel-help m-m-m-m-m-me b-b-bab-ba-b-b-baby b-b-b-bo-b-b-boy..." she said, tightening her grip around his dick. Joshua threw her across the room, and she smashed into the wall, tearing it down. It revealed her teacher, Mr Mitchell, watching porn. He turned around and gasped, running away- his dick still felt tingly in the cold moonlight.
To be continued...
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Amelie x Izzy x Max
Non-FictionChildhood friends Amelie, Max and Izzy get closer in a story of lust, passion and romance.