Comfly 520: My Fantasy Journey with Molly

520 had finally arrived, and for this special date, I deliberately chose a place known among couples as the “Secret Garden.” At night, the garden was incredibly quiet, with almost no lights around except for a faint lamp glowing beside a stone staircase deep within the forest. The entire place felt mysterious and romantic, which was exactly why I wanted to bring Molly there. I had been planning this surprise for days, hoping to give her a night she would never forget.

Before she arrived, I secretly prepared a small mechanism beside the stairs and carefully placed a button there. As long as someone curiously pressed it, a “mysterious gift” would descend from above. After everything was ready, I hid among the nearby bushes and quietly waited for her arrival, imagining the look on her face when she discovered it.

Not long after, Molly arrived exactly as promised. Wearing a flowing red dress, she slowly walked into the garden beneath the night sky. The dim light shining softly on her made her look especially gentle and beautiful. She seemed to think I had not arrived yet, so she sat alone beside the stone stairs and waited quietly. A few moments later, she noticed the button I had prepared. Sure enough, curiosity got the better of her, and she gently pressed it.

The next second, an exquisite gift box slowly descended from above.

Molly looked up in surprise, and then a smile gradually appeared on her face as she began opening the gift. At that exact moment, holding a bouquet of roses in my hands, I slowly walked toward her from the darkness.

“Happy 520,” I said softly.

She accepted the roses, and the excitement in her eyes was impossible to hide. A gentle night breeze drifted through the garden as music quietly played nearby, and before long, we began dancing together beside the stone staircase. As we spun around under the faint light, butterflies seemed drawn toward us, fluttering around as if they were dancing too. We kept turning in circles, laughing and enjoying the moment until we both became slightly breathless and finally sat down side by side.

While resting, Molly picked up the gift box once again and looked at me curiously.

“So… what exactly is inside?”

I smiled at her before answering, “Something that can make tonight even more special.”

When she opened the box completely, she found an adult toy inside. Although she looked a little shy, there was also obvious curiosity in her expression. I gently held her hand and whispered, “Since the atmosphere tonight is so perfect, why don’t we try it together?”

She did not refuse. Instead, she quietly nodded.

Not far from the garden stood an abandoned wooden cabin, hidden among the trees. Carrying the gift box together, we slowly walked inside. The cabin was almost completely dark, so I lowered my phone brightness to its weakest setting and placed it near the window. The faint glow barely illuminated the room, yet somehow it made the atmosphere feel even more intimate and ambiguous.

In the silence, all we could hear was each other's breathing.

We leaned against one another, whispering sweet words softly as the atmosphere gradually became warmer and more intimate. Molly gently rested her head on my shoulder, and the warmth of her breath brushing against my ear made my heartbeat grow faster and faster. Slowly, she opened the toy and carefully helped me put it on under my guidance.

The soft touch and subtle vibrations quickly relaxed my body. I handed her the lubricant, and although her cheeks turned red, she still accepted it seriously and carefully. Under the dim lighting, we moved closer and closer together, our breathing intertwining as the emotions between us slowly deepened. At that moment, outside the cabin was nothing but a silent forest, while inside, there remained only the sound of our heartbeats echoing softly in the darkness.

After what felt like a very long time, we finally calmed down.

Leaning quietly in my arms, still slightly unsatisfied, Molly whispered softly, “Can we come here again someday…?”

I smiled, gently brushing my fingers through her hair before replying, “Of course.”

By the time we left the cabin hand in hand, it was already very late. I drove her back along the same road we had taken earlier, while the empty streets at dawn felt unusually peaceful. Yet inside my mind, I kept replaying those intoxicating moments from earlier in the night.

After returning home, we opened a bottle of wine together. Beneath the warm and slightly tipsy glow of the lights, Molly looked at me and smiled softly.

And clearly, our 520 night was far from over…