Cream Pie Stories

Would you like to know how we welcome new girls to Los Angeles and Beverly Hills? This story will tell you. It feels real because... I wrote it that way. And yes, I do live in Beverly Hills. Not remotely SFW, warning: coercion / very dubious consent.

I knew she was a round-heeled slut and I married her anyway. (If you don't like cream pies stay away from this one).

He wanted it to happen, she did it and then hid it from him.

It was the only thing that would give her spectacular orgasms.

A story in the Not a White Knight in LA Universe
A sequel to “Witch 3.” Mostly this is about Red and Phil's wedding night with friends, where the bride happily pulls a train and the husband is the caboose before a quick round of musical beds. The next morning the newlyweds each help the other prepare, then they each go start an extramarital affair with a back-door lover. When the two CEOs brought them together, old buddies Red and Phil moved in weeks from the gang-bang to marriage. Follows "Knight book 4 Ch. 57."

In the hidden chambers of Omega Epsilon Alpha Omega, legacy is etched in silence, sacrifice, and power. As graduating president Heather Udell walks the Red Room one last time, she reflects on the women who came before her. Among them, Harriet Clarke looms largest: twice denied the US presidency, never defeated. Behind each portrait lies a secret, behind each plaque, a price. Whispers of vanished votes, forbidden speeches, and doctrines written in the dark shadow.