Intimate Cookies Novels & Stories

MARISSA Annie and Denise were in the kitchen nibbling on a tray of freshly baked cookies that sat between them. It smelled divine in the house, like chocolate, butter and home. “My kingdom for a cookie!” I proclaimed dramatically, hanging my scarf and coat over one of the kitchen stools.

They just didn't ever want to admit that they liked her pastries more. For the first time ever, it felt fun to mix the ingredients for cookies. They didn't talk much but him standing near her had an effect on her that she couldn't quite explain. It was more intense than what she felt the night before that made her run her hands all over her body while he was in the shower. The muscles between her legs twitched and she brought up a random topic to distract herself. Politics. It was not something she enjoyed talking about but it did the trick to distract her from thoughts that had no business forming in her mind. Livian was pretty much done with the bacon and sandwiches by the time she set the

He says. “Thank you! Also do you happen to have an more of those cookies you made me? They’re amazing.” He laughs and opens a cabinet where there is a container full of the cookies. They’re lactation cookies and taste so good that I could eat fifty of them. They’re also healthy enough to eat for breakfast while still tasting like a treat. Chef grabs a small plate and sets two of the large cookies on it before handing it over to me. I take the plate and immediately take a huge bite out of one and groan happily. “So good.”

I guess they ran out of their neat vodka shots earlier. Next are the cookies, and I can feel Kara tense with nerves, hoping everyone will like them. I try her red velvet and give her a wink. It’s chocolaty and gooey and who isn’t going to like it? Everyone selects a mixture of cookies and I try all of them. They are actually so good. Kara has a genuine gift for baking. I bop her with my hip and she lets out a relieved smile.

Well, we were two attractive people, that might not be the case with most of their customers who could afford the service. They had some soft cloths in case we came apart, which seemed likely. But I retained enough tumescence to stay in Li and plug the hole for the rest of the meal. After our climax it was time for dessert. We had a tray with these incredibly thin cookies with a dollop of ice cream enclosed in this wonderful thin shell of coffee-flavored "just short of bitter" dark chocolate. The ice creams included an intense vanilla flavored with a dollop of cream sherry liquor in the center, a strawberry that I swear tasted more like a strawberry than any fruit I had every had, an apricot

The old man sat in his soft chair leaning his back relaxed while closing his eyes. Back again Charlotte and Violet were discussing something important in the living room. In the middle of the discussion, Charlotte opened the jar of cookies and tasted it deliciously. "How does it feel?" “Mmm of course I've always loved these cookies . You always buy it at a famous cookie shop, I'm sure I really enjoy it, even one jar is not enough for me," said Charlotte, busy eating cookies devouring like a greedy lion. "Okay, then tomorrow I will bring a lot for you."

She whispers the suggestion conspiratorially, nodding as if sharing some top-secret information with me. She looks quite serious and I bite my lip to stop from smiling. It’s a quiet little pub with very few customers at the moment and it’s pouring cats and dogs outside. There must be around a couple of dozen or more of the giant cookies and I doubt they would sell even half of it in a week. Still, it’s good sales talk. “Actually, these are not for me, but sure, I’ll get another one so I can share it with my boyfriend.” “I’d recommend getting at least two for each of you.”

In an attempt to sound casual, she continued, "There are indeed many people eager to attend it. Otherwise, Josh also wouldn't fail to secure an invitation." She was emphasizing that Joshua didn't receive an invitation. However, Carly seemed oblivious to her words. Instead, her attention was drawn to the exquisite cookies on the table. There were pink almond milk cookies on the small plate. The cookies had exquisite patterns and were petite in size. They were delicately crafted into bunny shapes, looking both charming and adorable. Carly smiled as she reached out for a cookie. "These cookies look exquisite, especially the bunny-shaped ones," she commented, feeding a small piece straight into

She still needed to ride a taxi from the arc of the Sacred Place Village, and that was more or less a thirty minutes’ walk. Honestly, it was working just fine for her. She loved the greenery, and walking wasn’t a massive turnover of her decision. She immediately placed the cookies inside each of the containers, munching one in her mouth – it was chewy and delicious, like what she wanted them to be. “Wow! I can smell something from your door. What’s that?” Cristine cheerfully asked as she went to her side. She swiftly motioned the cooling rack to her – where the excess cookies were. Her eyes glittered and she couldn’t help but laugh at her.

Romy batted her eyes at the others, “No worries. Lotte can hook us up…” Charlotte’s cheeks heated, and her jaw clenched. As if materializing out of the floor, Barbara was now at Lotte’s side and beaming with delight. “Hello, ladies! What a nice day we are having… Did I hear that we came in to try a few samples of our new cookies? Let me grab a few.” The bigger woman motioned for Charlotte to follow her into the back kitchen. With a sly smirk, she placed a finger to her lips and reached for a knife with her free hand. Whispering, she shared her trick with Lotte, “I get women like this all the time. Watch and learn.” Grabbing at one of the freshly baked cookies, Barbara sliced it into four pie