Friendzone to ‚End‘zone

Once again, the movement of her full lips captivates you much more than the content of her words. Once again, all she talks about is her fascination with the past. The good old days. The tinder days. The days of casual sex. The days, when humans could make love… and fuck each other, whenever they wanted and as often as they wanted. How thrilling it must have been to live in that time.

While you heard these thoughts of hers 100s of times in the years of your friendship, it’s not that you get bored of them. You get annoyed by them. Annoyed that these pleasures are denied to you, when the beauty in front of you tells every fiber of your body to indulge in something, that could end your life. And hearing this gorgeous girl in front of you talking about sex all day is certainly a form of ****.

Lucky for you, Joana never gave any indication of wanting more than your friendship. No indication, that these gravity-defying boobs are more than a temptation from a distance. No indication, that the soft flawless skin, these long legs, the perfect roundness of her ass will ever be yours to kiss and touch.

But as you look into the two cutest, most beautiful eyes you‘ve ever seen, you almost feel like you‘d want to take that ultimate risk.

With an unusual hint of annoyance in your voice, you interrupt her rambling: ‚Its different for us though. You could just go for it and get an abortion. We guys dont have it that easy.‘

Joana raises her eyebrow and responds: ‚It really comes down to the same though, men dont want to die, so there‘s nobody to fuck with us girls.‘

You: ‚I‘m sure an attractive girl like you could easily get some guys to risk it.‘