Dolly Parton Gefickt Storys Stories

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Wildest Dreams

by MISTANG on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

I mean no disrespect with the story included. I have always had a strange infatuation with Dolly Parton. I hope you enjoy reading this story as much as I did writing it. * It was the once in a lifetime kind of jobs. A man named Jerry contacted me about being a musicians on the next Dolly Parton album, and how could I say no. As the plane touched down outsi...

Money Ch. 04

by BOSTONFICTIONWRITER on Sep 14, 2017
Reviews & Essays

Even though venerable Pink Floyd made fun of the system and pointed their musically talented finger at the consciousness culprit being money, they made a lot of money when they wrote their song, Money. Back then, I can't recall anyone who didn't have Pink Floyd's album, The Dark Side of the Moon and who didn't listen to it with awe and reverence that played...

Grace Under Fire Star Does Blacks

by Samuelx on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Brett Butler looked at herself in the mirror. At the age of fifty three, she still looked good. Blonde-haired, blue-eyed and curvy. Blessed with Irish good looks that simply refused to fade. Unlike her star in the upside down world of Hollywood. That one faded so damn fast she went from being a household name to a nobody in no time. It had been so long since...

Normal day as a soldier...

by Lilo&Stitch on Apr 22, 2025

I am thinking. What else is there to do when you're bored? It's the middle of the night on a Sunday, and here I am, a guard on a military exercise, stationed in the middle of nowhere. And what does one think about when they haven't seen their girlfriend for over 7 days? Naturally, sex, how i please her in all different ways until both of us lie there for hou...

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Captain Fishy Fingers

by Curlywurly68 on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The mist rolled across the black water lapping gently at the wooden structure in it's path. The full moon revealed the craft with it's deck, three sails and rigging. A pirate ship for sure with an unusual flag bearing a fist with the middle finger raised upwards. Although unusual in design it had been sanctioned by the Pirate Federation. Aboard this vessel...

One of Us Pt. 02

by DianeRedfern on Sep 15, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

(This is the second part of 7 installments. For those confused by Part I being in the Transsexuals and Crossdressers category, this segment should clarify things a bit. I didn't think of splitting the series by putting the first section in Lesbian, but perhaps I should have. In any rate, I hope you enjoy this installment -- as always, comments welcome.) Tha...

An Angel in White

by Many Feathers on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I honestly don't remember very much. The wet roads, rain coming down so hard and so fast that the windshield wipers couldn't even keep up with it. The appearance of headlights rounding the curve blinding me for a moment, a moment in which I saw the deer crossing the road just in front of the other driver. And then nothing. And I hate not being able to se...

Wwe Dark

by Overhead56 on Apr 22, 2025

An ongoing series of fan fiction centered around a new show on the WWE Network created and directed by the exuberant Stephanie McMahon. But ... it's far from heard. With a purely hostile list of current, definite and non-female wrestlers facility Stephanie, they all managed before taxes like never before. In contrast to WWE's more family-friendly shows like...

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Unforgotten Promise Ch. 01

by in4sin on Sep 13, 2017
Interracial Love

Five Years Earlier... "There was something in the air that night, shining bright, Fernando..." Dani Vincent laughed to tears as her boyfriend, Caid Patrick, sang off key to the ABBA song now playing on his 1969 Chevy Camaro. The car was parked under the branches of a big oak tree on the Newberry's abandoned land just outside of town. The afternoon sun shon...

The Golden Triangle

by licksit on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Professor Lyle Andrews had heard it all; fifty-five years old, he had been teaching a course in drug and alcohol abuse for twenty years. He had reached the source of opiates part of the course, in which he concentrated on the production of poppies in Cambodia, Laos, and Viet Nam. He looked up at the row upon row of students seated in the auditorium style le...