by James Simpson
The seven of us were out drinking when she said she'd always fantasized about having someone eat cake off her ass - her smooth, round, firm, milky white ass. Days later when I showed up at her door holding the four-layered hummingbird cake covered in luscious blankets of cream cheese frosting she just looked at me, her head tilted to one side, eyes all squinty. It seemed forever before her face softened and brightened. Her mouth formed a silent 'Oh' and she grinned, pulling me inside. We adore cake. Our children think this story is gross.
James Simpson is a freelance journalist and award-winning fiction writer. He is currently hip deep in his first novel and hopes to be up to his neck in it before long. Links to his writing can be found here.