Blueberry Muffin
by Mat Twassel
Copyright© 2023 by Mat Twassel
Erotica Sex Story: Waiting for his girlfriend at the Coyote Cafe, Simon gets a text from his sister. Illustrated.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Teenagers Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Incest Brother Sister Illustrated .
Simon’s phone chirped. He thought it might be Beth, but it was his sister, Stephanie.
Hey Simon, where are you?
Coyote Café.
Oh?
Yeah, waiting for Beth.
Is she late?
Yeah. Don’t think she’s coming.
Aw.
Yeah. It’s like twenty minutes.
Poor boy. Did you get anything?
Blueberry muffin. I was going to share it.
But?
But it’s all gone. Nothing but crumbs.
They’re good, aren’t they? The muffins.
Too good, as Mom would say.
Right. What if Beth comes in now, and there’s nothing but crumbs?
I could get another.
Yeah, but she’d know you were a greedy pig.
Hey, I waited.
I know. You said. So what you gonna do now? Wait forever?
At least I have a window seat. I can look out.
Any cute girls?
Not that I notice.
You should take a picture of the crumbs.
Why would I do that?
Show her what she missed.
You’re strange.
Even better, take a picture of your weener.
Huh?
Yeah, take it out and take a picture. Show her what she missed.
I’m in the café, Steph. There’s people here.
Right, but you’re at the window. No one could see.
Someone could walk by.
They couldn’t see. Come on, do it. Let’s see your cute little weener.
Don’t call it weener.
Why not? What should I call it? Wanger?
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