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Kimmy and Cupid's Arrow

Kimmy finds reluctant love thanks to Cupid's arrow

Kimmy did not believe in true love. She did not buy into lovey-dovey expressions of eternal affection, symbols of long-term, heartfelt commitment, or soulmates. Most of all, Kimmy did not believe in a cherubic, half-dressed baby with angel wings, who struck people with magical arrows filled with sunshine, candy, and feelings of happiness. Kimmy did not believe in these things because Kimmy was eighteen years old, and thos...

Cupid's Seduction

What is more heartwarmingly valentine than Cupid using his arrows to ignite love, romance, passion, and lust? Only one thing could end it all.

“Bullseye!” the masculine, yet almost whimsical creature said to himself. His arrow found its mark in the plump round ass of the unsuspecting target. The middle-aged woman’s facial cheeks instantly blushed and her eyes glistened as she coveted the average-looking sixty-year-old man sitting across from her. In an uncharacteristic bold move, she reached her hand over and took his. He returned the gaze and smiled, surprised...

Seduced By Hallowtine's

My mysterious power over Valentine

I lay in my bed about to fall asleep and, like always, my mind went a million miles a second. I was restless and needed to release some tension. I crossed my legs while lying in bed, knowing what this would cause. I started moving my legs to squeeze and hold them tight. I moved my hips in an up-down motion slowly, knowing that this would run up into my inner thigh, causing my clit to swell with excitement. My clit got har...

My Valentine

To my Valentine… You know who you are!♥️

I love you darling Valentine, much more than words can say. Our love will last forever, much longer than one day.   Valentine's the season, for romance and a date. You are my only Valentine, my best friend and my mate.   Let's make a special night of it, a takeaway with wine. Reaching out I take your hand, to interlock with mine.   I don’t need a dozen roses, you fill my heart with pride. I have everything I’ll ever need,...

Whu-peesssh! "Yow! What the fu-" Cupid cries, as my whip bites his buttocks. "You brought me numbnuts, Cupid!" Kimmi flicks her wrist again. Whu-peesssh! "Owwwwww! Damn it, woman! What do you want from me?"  "I want a real man who always kisses me first, whispers porn in my ear, bites my neck, gropes my tits, spanks my ass, licks me raw, fucks me, balls deep, into the next century... and... LOVES MY CATS!" "But, I used my...

The Love God

Every god has his day.

“Gods should be exempt from human passions.”-Euripides, “The Bacchae”***Eros arrived. He could already tell he had quite a mess on his hands. There were two of them, a man and a woman, both in love with the other, though neither knew it yet. Eros plucked the string on his bow over and over (an idle gesture that annoyed friends, but helped him concentrate) while the two humans slept and the red numbers of the clock glowed...

God of lightWhose ego shoneBoasting of his strength God of loveWho with his bowPlots now his revenge Which power greaterGold or lead?Desire or to despise? Arrows do their targets findPierced hearts must now comply One chases while the other shunsEntreat; retreat; pursue Matched equallyHer fragile leadHolds between the two Yet passion’s heat cannot be quelledLight’s speed soon finds its prey She who is chasedPleads of her...

Last Chance

Clarence the cross-eyed cupid has one last chance...

Skinny arms drew back the bowstring with strength that belied their weak appearance. The golden bow and red-fletched arrow didn't waver a millimeter as Clarence took careful aim. He was here, and she was here – now was Clarence's moment. The bowstring twanged – the missile flying straight and true. Clarence smiled, watching her face for the telltale signs of love blooming within her heart. Unfortunately, her expression wa...

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My Boss, Myself and I

In an attempt to set up my boss with a co-worker, his affection turns elsewhere.

Sitting on my desk, swaying my legs, I was conjuring another one of my ‘cupid attacks’ on two colleagues. I was quite good at it, having set up four couples and one of them getting engaged within the year. It was something that thrilled me but also depressed me as I was cupid for everyone else, but if only cupid would shoot an arrow in my ass… Woe is me. My own lack of a love life wasn't due to being unattractive. Not to...