And they’re at it again. Every fucking Tuesday it’s the same. Once his wife leaves, he scurries to set up the kitchen. Then the mistress arrives; passion burning in her eyes. Something about using her hands in mechanical ways lights her with a sugar-fever...
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Baking Stories
"Mrs. Collins?" Becca, my girl's bestie. She's off to CIA next year and she's helping me bake bread today. The kitchen is filled with sunshine, giggles, and vibrant, yeasty life. "Now, my sweet, we must wait." I put my powdery arm around her shoulder, hol...
I enjoy baking, It is good when it is just me, But, It is great when I do it with you. When I bake alone, I just get flour everywhere, Unattractively, A mess. When I bake with you, You place the flour, The sugar, Specifically. Hand prints on my ass, Sugar...
Cupcakes
An evening of bakingAdura blushed as she finally found her way in the door after work, cupping her chest gently with a slight wince, then gasping as she unbuttoned her blouse. Her breasts swelled against the soft pink bra holding them almost painfully, pushing the bottom of...
It all started with me in the kitchen baking a chocolate cake, I had bits of flour in my hair and on my face and even a speck of chocolate on the tip of my nose as I stood there in short shorts, over the knee black socks, tank top and a sweater that was z...