Rashida Jones Stories

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Fresh Off The Bus 4 Ch. 01

by Stormbringer on Sep 15, 2017
Interracial Love

Fresh Off The Bus 4: Miss Teen Idaho An E&I Enterprises Story Note: This is a author invitational story in honor of my tenth anniversary as a writer(I'm 1 ½ years late). Authors are invited to write their own adventures of the Miss Teen USA contestants attending the pageant at the Nubian King casino in Atlantic City. They may be as long or as short as an a...

Eye in the Sky

by blackrandl1958 on Oct 30, 2017
Novels and Novellas

As always, I must thank my editing team, PapaKilo14, Hal, Pixel the Cat, GeorgeAnderson, and Olddave1951. Thanks, gentleman, for all your hard work. Harddaysknight is my mentor and reads for me. Thank you for all you mean to me. SBrooks103x also gave me a pre-post read and critical review. I have the best team in the business and I love you guys. This posti...

Six Times a Day Pt. 27

by spacer x on Sep 25, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Part 27: Bad to the Bone At well over a million words, this is one of a handful of the longest erotic stories ever written. The first couple of parts are mostly build up and teasing, but there's lots of sex later on. The story also has love, humor, plot, character, and a lot of popular acclaim, so you should give it a try if you haven't already. It has ince...

Daddy, Don't Look! I'm Naked.

by andtheend on Sep 26, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Earth Day nude family photo shoot turns into an incestuous orgy. It all started when my family posed nude for an Earth Day advertising campaign. I'm Susan and this is the true story of what happened to my family, after the photo shoot and after we started having incestuous and forbidden sex. It was just a small ad posted on Craigslist in the adult category...

First Love

by aspiringromantic on Sep 13, 2017
Romance

Authors Note: This is a longer story with a lot of time spent on emotions and character and development. If you enjoyed this story or if you hated it please take the time to vote and to tell me why - Aspiring Romantic. ******************** We’d been making out for close to fifteen minutes, and things were starting to get pretty hot. Jill leaned forward an...

Flowers in the Heart Pt. 02

by JimBob44 on Sep 15, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. **Author's Note: This has an alternate ending to 'Flowers in the Heart.' It read the same as the original posting, until page 4. After posting the story, I realized that Scott was just a little too quick to accept his girlfriend's differences, especially...

Not. Clue. One.

by fanfare on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

It wasn't until I was doing my umpteenth impeccable edit of this story, that it suddenly dawned upon me. "Flashman"!?! It has been a few years since I remember last reading any of Fraser's masterful1 series about the Not-So-Gentlemanly Craven Adventurer Across World History. Whom we all loved to hate. (We all hated to love?) Damnation! It pisses me off,...

Boy Sorceress Pt. 03

by sycksycko on Sep 18, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

I was running down the streets of Springfield, scared shitless after learning that The Thirteen not only knew my name, but had also taken my parents hostage. They were going to kill me as soon as I turned on my phone, or contacted anyone I knew. The mysterious Mentor I had chatted with claimed my parents would be killed no matter what I did. The reason I wa...

Women's Studies Ch. 15

by Son_of_Battles on Sep 24, 2019
Transgender & Crossdressers

*** Kennedy *** Kennedy's hand brushed against Abigail's as they walked side by side down the wide corridor. Feeling guilty, she forced her thoughts back to the moment. Skylar had told them that a signal from the plane's transponder popped up on a receiver, but only for a moment. Surely that meant someone was still out there to rescue. She refused to think...

A Gift Horse

by maxicue on Dec 24, 2019
Novels and Novellas

I never had been all that good at anything except searching out distractions to the dull pain of my relentlessly and unpleasantly bland life. Which was nothing since distractions were plentiful and were essentially within arms reach. All it took was a flick of the switch and sound and image of the TV flamed on. Not much of a flame, though. Not like staring i...