The new drink

The new drink Julie handed Emma was bright pink and looked appealing.

"Wh…what is this?" Emma asked as she reached out to take the drink.

"Its my favorite! I call it the titty twister. It makes your tits hard and your pussy drip honey when you drink it." Julie said.

Emma wasn't sure she trusted Julie but she really didn't have a good reason not to.

She took a sip and was surprised how tasty it was. She took another sip and another. Soon her breasts were throbbing and just as Julie said her pussy was starting to leak. She could feel a heat building inside her body.

As the liquid warmth of the Titty Twister spread through her body, Emma felt her cheeks flush and her eyelids grow heavy.

She looked around the dimly lit club, the pulsating lights and thumping music blurring together in a kaleidoscope of color and sound. Julie, grinning mischievously, grabbed her hand and pulled her onto the dance floor, where a group of women were dancing on tables, their bodies glistening with sweat.

Emma's hips began to sway involuntarily, her miniskirt riding up her thighs as she moved. She felt a hand on her waist, and turned to see a stranger, a tall, muscular black man with piercing eyes, pulling her close.

The black man's deep voice made Emma tremble with pleasure. She wasn't sure if it was the man's voice or the drink she had just had, but she felt a shiver run through her entire body.

The man leaned closer, his breath warm in Emma's ear, and whispered, "You're beautiful, will you dance with me somewhere more private?"

Emma felt her heart race as her mind tried to process the situation. She looked at Julie, who was dancing with an older man, an approving smile on her face.