— by Ivan — This story is purely fictional, unless, of course you happen to find a pie company calling itself “Olympic Pies”. Our shoot for Olympic Pie company was about to begin. We were VERY lucky to have gotten a great spokesperson for our large and luscious cream and chocolate pies. We thought that, …
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Reunion
— by FabDisBabe — I bake a great pie, trust me. But there’s no way in hell I could conjure up twenty-plus cream pies and get ready at the same time. I’ve got Ravel on the stereo (Copland’s great for pie fights but I’m in sort of a romantic mood) and am trying to see …
Janet
— by D.H. — Janet sat alone in her kitchen with only one light on. Bangs of brown hair hung down over her forehead, escaping the pony tail she had. On the floor of the living room were a couple of broken picture frames and several balls of used kleenex. Still fuming over the night …
Cheryl Gets Pied
— by Chaos — I didn’t hear from Cheryl for a few days, so I gave her a call. She said she was glad I called and she had another surprise for me. “Be here at 7:00 sharp.” we said together, giggling as we said good-bye and hung up. I dressed in khaki pants, olive …
Pie Story 2
— by Argus — My girlfriend and I are big pie-fans. Pie-rotica. We get naked, we throw big cream pies at each other, we laugh like crazy, and we, by degrees, get into some great lovemaking. Crazy. Fun, silly, and wildly erotic. She and I met at a party… she is a gorgeous woman, a …
