As always this story is exclusively my property and may not be reproduced or republished without my express permission. Any resemblance to people living or dead is a coincidence. *** This story is entered as part of the Valentine's Day Contest, please don't forget to vote! *** --- Love was there at the beginning, the sweetness, the passion. That first Val...
I had been the area manager for a group of restaurants for about five years, having been promoted through the ranks from having been a waiter as a summer job. The restaurants were pretty basic family establishments, you would know the sort where you would take your mum and dad at the weekend for an inexpensive meal. As the area manager I had to make sure th...
The fresh morning air was blowing through the open window when Becky Williams awoke. She looked over at Adam, who was still sleeping, with his arm wrapped around her. It was barely seven in the morning on the first day of June, and the summer air filled the already happy couple with love. Becky slipped out of bed and left Adam where he was. She didn't like...
This story is a further exploit that happened to Pete Smith whilst employed as a nighttime security guard in large multi national companies offices. It can be read alone but it would possibly make more sense if you read my previous story entitled 'A pie at work' beforehand. It had been a few weeks since I received the email from Anne Symonds from the compan...
So, here I was, kissing Julie, whose mouth was full, I mean full, of my come, and my girlfriend, Karen, had arranged the whole thing. Karen, my outgoing, red-headed, athletic girlfriend had been out drinking with her friend Julie, and had told her that I like to eat my own cream pies (well, and snowballs, and pearl necklaces, too!). This, apparently, got Jul...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. ***** Of Training and Cream Pies With a solid thwack,...
I nodded and returned her grin, and then stood up and helped her sit up. She looked down at him with a snort and then reached down and slipped the rubber off, holding it up with a smile, and repeating: "the proof of your pleasure." I nodded, and almost expected her to do what my sister had done, but she didn't, only swung it a little with a smirk, and then...
This is chapter 6 in a 7 part series. It will not make sense without reading the previous chapters. Chapter 6 - Revenge of the Nerds. Mid-February 2018 In a small university, in a small college town, news can spread fast. The news travelling the following Monday wasn't of Rob's impending divorce, but that the campus police were claiming arson caused the f...
(Author's note: this story is partly about the "girl cooking" fetish which to me is both hilarious and sexy but if it turns you off, this is your warning to stop here. Otherwise, I hope you like it.) Two weeks after my 18th birthday Daddy ran off with his secretary and I moved in with his parents, my Grandpa Abner and Grandma Lucy. Mom came right after...
Damn it! Which shoes should I wear? I must have at least 40 pairs of heels -- maybe I'll try the green ones. I was so glad that David called. Even though it's way later than I expected, I was afraid he had stood me up, so it was a relief to hear his voice and have him invite me out for pie. I already had a dress on, one with a nice, snug fitting bodice and...