Cream Pie Stories

Linda was ready. She was primed for getting laid as quickly as possible. Her virgin status was getting far too burdensome for the almost 18 schoolgirl to carry any longer. Maybe Mike her hunky cousin and his girfriend Bobbie were the answer.

Orphaned 14-year-old Daniel Crawley, already initiated by his school headmaster, taking advantage of the boy's orphan status, is shipped from England to Malaya to inherit and live at his father's rubber plantation in the early 1900s with the understanding a guardian will be provided. However, the plantation overseer, Russell Singleton, and the Malay major domo, Junada, compete for control over the plantation and Daniel, and the solicitor charged with finding a guardian is under their sway.

Fourteen-year-old, blond, blue-eyed, angelic Logan's foster father has been deserted by his wife and has no use for children anymore. His forty-three-year-old brother, Carter, an American exporter working for a Singapore company in Bangkok, seduces a willing Logan and takes him to Bangkok to bed more constantly. Carter loses Logan to a Thai general in a poker game.

Male-perspective bisexual: Struggling against a bi realization, musical composer Adrian arrives on South Carolina's isolated Daufuskie Island for a summer retreat with his lesbian novelist wife, her randy artist half-brother and his nympho wife, and a book agent with his young Thai toy boy. They are met by and become obsessed by sultry and sexy Gullah half-breed Vandi LaRoche. What possibly could help Adrian deny his bisexuality in this circumstance?

Inspired by the 'fake taxi' porn trope. A young woman's day goes from bad to worse when she finds that she doesn't have enough cash to pay the taxi driver. He suggests an alternative form of 'payment.'

Preface: Written about three years ago for another site. Inspired by numerous roleplays I've done over the years. Since then, Yuki has taken a life of her own in audio, writing, and visual art. All that started here. I hope you all enjoy!

After my intimate date with Larry, whom I had known for several months, he suggested that I visit his gentlemen's club to try pole dancing. With his keen eye for spotting potential dancers, he thought I would excel at it. He said, "Come by, and let my trainer work with you to see if you enjoy it." I thought, "Why not? It could be fun." I was surprised when I received a threatening note to stop copulating with members.