"Scribe" Chapter 15
"this thing you call a pop-tart. it is very tasty." the leader of orange detachment commented. "it isn't normally cut up into four pieces like this." jeff put forth.
Neptune's Nut
The taste was salty and tart like the crystal ocean that neptune had swum just moments ago. yet my nose was embedded deep within that soft pubic fur, and i could inhale that deep male musk which screamed out his base needs to rut.
Punishing Exercises
"i won't," andrea replied tartly. "what's this stuff? _jizz lube?_ this that crap they give you with those dragon sex toys?" she snickered and raked her thumb's claw through the label. "guess i know what you like to do in your spare time."
Ginger's Heat - Part 3 (Final)
“you little tart," bruno laughed. sammael rolled his eyes and jutted his hips forward, his still rock-hard cock drooling precum from the end of his overhanging foreskin.
Mikes first time...
Slowly he licked his way up that hot smooth male flesh, his tongue following the path of that tart salty pre-cum. even as his own big body shivered in erotic delight, he'd been wanting to do this for someone for sooooo long.
The Bound Lucario
Fresh herbs were folded into delicate shortbread dough and infused into silky custards; sitrus zest brightened citrus tarts that sold out daily.
getting into Trouble
The youth replied tartly. "funny you should say that..." hyran replied, looking over the weapons on the rack. "no human can live for a hundred years." the youth said smugly, as if it were irrefutable proof. "i'm life mated to a dragon."
Camping Trip (pt 1)
Sweet and slightly tart, mellow enough that he could simply gulp it down. he set back on his way to the camp, parched throat _entirely_ dealt with.
Bursting
The tart that makes everything sweeter because then you're more full than you can ever get. i sit there and roll, like a boulder down a hill picking up speed.
Sylvester's Family Tales 20
Sweet but tart at the same time. pops waved goodbye to his russian blue friend and the two cats walked out of the doctor's office. getting into the car, it just hit sylvester that he had a date with a woman.
From The Woods
Do they like bakewell tarts? so many questions! so few answers i'm not willing to give! so yeah, this is a new story, from someone who wants to remain unknown, so i feel this is a good start to a little idea i have.
It's Not the Caterpillar's Fault
Cool and sweet and just the right amount of tartness. it wet his throat and chilled his stomach. he opened his eyes. he had wanted to order coffee, but the lady had told him not to. he was glad he had taken her advice.