Stupid Cupids

[sirhugs]

The male delivery person from the florist forced to dress as "Cupid" meets the female counterpart delivering chocolates...

 

[sirhugs]

they laugh at each other's costumes, joke about poking themselves with arrows...

 

[Carnevil9]

they laugh at each other's costumes, joke about poking themselves with arrows...

Aside from obviously falling madly into bed with each other, I'd start by having one of them (maybe both?) accidentally pricking the other one with an arrow. Then it's all "my place is right down the block; let's wash that before it becomes infected."

 

[Lazy_lay]

Aside from obviously falling madly into bed with each other, I'd start by having one of them (maybe both?) accidentally pricking the other one with an arrow. Then it's all "my place is right down the block; let's wash that before it becomes infected."

Months later BOY figures out there might be a problem: Girl doesn't do sex on him unless he's wearing the cupid costume.

And he's worried shitless.

What if...

What if she'll do it with anyone that wears the stupid thing.

Only way to know is if he runs a test. So he calls his friend Bill in. And sure enough, Bill gets the best fuck of his life.

Awestruck and drunk at the poker game that night he tells Slim, Jake, Bodiddley, and JohnnieBoy. Sally and MaryJane overheard.

Later they start talking...

 

[sirhugs]

Aside from obviously falling madly into bed with each other, I'd start by having one of them (maybe both?) accidentally pricking the other one with an arrow. Then it's all "my place is right down the block; let's wash that before it becomes infected."

prick? did somebody say prick?

 

[LadyVer]

I like the story idea.

 

[Monazwx]

Nothing to add really, just liking the catchy title.

 

[WishItsTrue_TG]

The male delivery person from the florist forced to dress as "Cupid" meets the female counterpart delivering chocolates...

This is just so good. I don't write this type of story, but it is just so great.

I hope someone who writes this type of story follows it up, because the possibilities are hysterical. If someone does, I'll get on line to read it.

Great imagination, sirhugs.

 

[Hypoxia]

Reality: There existed (still exists?) a New Wave Acapella group called THE BOBS (where BOB stands for BEST OF BREED). The original BOBS included 3 men and a woman, who met at their former jobs -- delivering singing telegrams. Without cupid costumes. (And their first couple of albums were superb. BUS PLUNGE! BELUGA!) Ah, did Janey Bob screw Billy Bob AND Joe Bob AND Jim Bob? I'll never tell.

Plot Bunny: In this city are numerous messengers delivering flowers and candygrams and singing telegrams etc. Around Valentine's Day, all must wear Stupid Cupid outfits.

Meanwhile, a rich bloke (who screws around) wants to inundate his long-suffering trophy wife with gifts of candy, flowers, sung messages of devotion, etc. All these costumed messengers arrive at the mansion simultaneously, all scantily dressed as Stupid Cupids. The recipient wife is overwhelmed with laughter and lust. She invites them all inside. Everybody gets naked and fucks.

Twist: One of the messengers is a sister or roommate or former classmate of the rich bloke's mistress, and warns the mistress of the upcoming delivery blitz. The mistress dons a costume and participates, seducing the wife. Hilarity ensues.