Hi all,
Please let me share a Wetlook experience that I had a couple of years ago. As we all know to have a clothed bath is an amazing experience and from the moment I realised that I have shower and a bathroom why not perform clothed showers in orde... |
The Conversation
I was sitting at one of park benches in the town park. This bench was in a grove of trees and quite well hidden from the rest of the park. This bench was my favorite part of the park. The bench itself was in the shade so it didn... |
She'll Pie You
(with apologies the Beatles)
She'll pie you, yeah, yeah, yeah
She'll pie you, yeah, yeah, yeah
She'll pie you, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
You think you've lost your love
Well, I saw her yesterday
It's you she's thinkin' of
And she told m... |
I Wanna Throw My Pie
(with apologies to the Beatles)
Oh yeah, I'll show you something
I think you want to try
When I hold that something
I wanna throw that pie
I wanna throw that pie at you
I wanna throw that pie
Oh please, say to me
You want my pi... |
Pie Throwers!
(with apologies to Ray Parker, Jr.)
Pie Throwers!
If pies do fly
In your neighborhood
Who you gonna call?
Pie Throwers!
If it's in your face
And you don't look good
Who you gonna call
Pie Throwers!
I ain't 'fraid of no pie
I ain't '... |
Employee of the Month 2
Stacy and I sat across from each other, faces and laps covered in banana cream pies giggling uncontrollably. Stacy reached up theatrically, dragging her fingertips across her eyes before flicking the collected cream back acro... |
The shrieking of the alarm shattered the most delicious dream, on a Saturday no less. But today was mandatory overtime for the skeleton crew of IT staff tasked with babysitting the final migration of our data to the new parent company. Not that it wa... |
This is a work of fanfiction based on E L James's "Fifty Shares of Grey" series. I do not own the "Fifty Shades of Grey" series, or any of the related characters, which were created by E L James and owned by her and Universal Pictures. This story is... |
Be careful what you wish for.
You decide to wake me up right after you arrive home from your workout, Dressed in your yellow sweats, thick socks and running shoes you sit on the bed beside me, wake up birthday boy, you whisper. If I have to sweat f... |
It is a normal Wednesday as Ira arrives at the office in her smart black pencil skirt and her new white sleeveless top. Ira has put on a new white bra to match the top and under her pencil skirt a black thong to ensure as smooth a look over hips as p... |
Well, I had been married for 2 years when my wife Wendy inherited a business from a passed relative. It was a pie/bake shop called Southern Pies the store had been closed for a year or so before we got it. I helped Wendy with all the prep to reopen i... |
You sit at the bar sipping your cocktail, you notice this guy staring at you. He slowly works his way toward you, Hi there he smiles.taking a seat beside you. You say hello. He goes right to his line, I couldn't help notice how pretty you are and I r... |
Advisory: I do make fun of Donald Trump in this story. If you don't want to read that part, skip the first part of the "Scenes From a Cream Pie" section of the story.
Whose Pie is it Anyway?
(Key: HC = Harry Cruz; WB = Wade Brainy; DJ = Dave Jeffe... |
The two purposes of this story are to entertain the reader and to illustrate my version of a WAM game I call "CluePie". The rules will be listed at the end of the story
A Game of CluePie
I rang the doorbell of a large mansion. Natwood the butlere... |
Brandy, You're a Pie Girl
(song: Brandy, You're a Fine Girl)
(with apologies to Looking Glass)
Doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-doo-doo
There's a store in a western mall
Making pies that splatter very well
Lucky wammers pick up boxes tall
To carry to their... |
After driving for hours, I approach the Hooters sports bar on the right, the place where Lindsey asked me to meet her..did she work there I wondered..well she sure could she is so sexy I think to myself. As I pull into the parking lot my heart begins... |
Wendy asked me to pull over at the next street, I did as requested. She stepped out of the truck and walked over to my side, "come on Jim get out." She opened the tailgate and we both sat. She then pulled some clothing out of her bag, here put these... |
Kelsey scrolled through her phone, the blue light illuminating her face in the darkness of her bedroom. Another dating site, another parade of boring men with their fishing photos and group shots where you couldn't even tell which one they were.
Unt... |
I just landed a new job, and my two female roommates decided to take me out to celebrate. Hooters was our go-to place as one of the girls I used to date now worked there, so we always got preferential treatment. I loved to admire the pantyhose-covere... |
I had been dating this girl for almost a year, I was in my early 20s at the time and she was a couple of years younger. Paige was into many different fetishes as I soon found out, she was a driving force behind bringing out more of my hidden fetishes... |
This one hot summer a friend of a friend that owned and operated a painting business was asking for help, She had an emergency and would have to go out of town for a week, She was desperate and willing to pay well. Me being out of work offered up my... |
This happened in High School and was the beginning of many of my fetishes. I was at one of our monthly pep rallies, these happened after school the day before a football game. Every year the school put on a pie-eating contest, The sad part was there... |
A Cure for Cleanliness
Laura and I stood together in the hall of our student flat. She turned her head and looked up at me, brown eyes wide in her pretty face, framed by its bob of dark hair, and a catch in her voice betraying both nervousness and... |
Messy Irina gave me permission to use the character "Ira"
I gave myself permission to use the character "Old Man"
All other characters are fictional.
The Pie Bridge Game
Based on a question from and dedicated to Messy Irina
My husband Sam and I st... |
Wamming to the Classics
Pie! Throw Pie! Throw Pie into my face!
(melody: Eine Kleine Nachtmusik by W. A. Mozart)
Pie! Throw Pie! Throw pie into my face!
Pie! Throw Pie! It's really no disgrace
Throw pie
Into the blue sky
Up where the birds fly
And... |
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