Jeff deposited the balloon he had just sprayed with sperm outside on the patio. He was tempted to call Janice so that he could watch her stomp the cum-covered balloon into oblivion, but he was just too embarrassed; after all, she had only blown it up a few minutes before, right after she busted the last balloon he had jizzed all over. Men cumming on balloons...
Scene 1: A television studio set sometime in the future. Three couples are seated in front of the main TV camera. The show's host is standing in front of them with a stage behind the host. On the stage are prizes for the contestants. A studio audience is observing the goings on. Characters: Peter Long: Sharply dressed middle-aged man. He is the host of the...
** Inspired by the series To Bask in Breastford by Bustyalix ** BALLOONVILLE Three Miles Ahead Our Little Town Will Blow You Away! Balloonville? Had he read that right? Jeff was tempted to stop, back up, and read the sign again, but the sun was already dipping perilously close to the treetops. He figured he had around a hundred miles to get to Globe Falls...
For as long as she could remember, since being a little girl, Della had been known as the "Rubber Girl." Her joints and ligaments had made her the most flexible and supple girl in the class at school, in the troupe at Brownies, in the athletic team at college. And she was a good athlete; swimming, running and floor-gymnastics. In the common parlance, or slan...
Chapter 9: The Big Blow Job "Hey, is that my special friend?" Tracy said. She was wearing sweat pants and a ripped T-shirt over a pink sports bra that was making a heroic but ultimately impossible effort to contain her massive breasts. "It is," Janice said. "He wanted to see the popping room, and we were just watching Megan practicing for her balloon test....
Toby grumbled under his breath, the stormy sea picking up around him, waves grey and reflecting the swathe of storm clouds above him, covering the sky as if they yearned to plunge down into the tumultuous depths. There was a ferocity in them, even though his eye could not pick out their movement as he bobbed on his surfboard, muttering under his breath somet...
The conference rooms had no windows. A hot pink inflatable palm tree had withered under internal air loss. A green inflatable turtle was flat on the ground. A black boot mark on its back and busted open seam hinted at its fate. Someone had written with pink lip stick on the wall: "Always be closing." The writing was in a cursive tattoo style, where the first...
Jack ejected Diane's X rated DVD, put it back in the plastic case, and carried it into the kitchen where he set it on the counter and retrieved another beer. Staring at the distressing evidence of her sexual perversion, he emptied half the bottle while considering his options. Before taking another long draught, he muttered, "Brooding over her sexual his...
He'd only recently moved in after starting his new job in the area. It was a typical subdivision, not quite suburban, but not quite in the boondocks either. The houses did have a sort of cookie-cutter look about them, but at least the paint and architecture weren't completely like the aggressively pastel-colored neighborhood from "Edward Scissorhands." He g...
"We always close for a couple of hours between lunch and dinner," Tracy said. "Nan always goes home to rest. She works so hard. She's been on her feet since dawn this morning. Can you believe she was going to stay here and inflate this thing? She's been working all day, and now she has to sit here and huff and puff until she gets this great big inflatable bl...