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Skunk Ruins the Camping Weekend

by chrisberg on Sep 26, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

As long as I can remember, my parents owned a cabin up in the mountains. It was a nice size cabin but the best part was we had a huge yard, about 25 acres, near the river. As a family, we would spend many weekends camping. I am the oldest child in the family, one sister in the middle, and one brother who is the youngest. We get along most of the time but we...

Skunked

by BelleCanzuto on Jun 25, 2019
Erotic Couplings

Author's note: This is my submission for the Nude Day 2019 challenge. Unlike the other stories I have submitted so far, there are no power games here and nothing rough. This is just "boy meets girl, boy gets naked, girl gets naked, hanky panky ensues". I do hope that you enjoy it. Please vote and let me know in comments what you think. Also, fwiw, the charac...

Skunkgirl Wrestling

by Sub-Siddy on Apr 22, 2025

You walk into a large, empty auditorium, with a large, well-lit wrestling ring in the middle. You have a match here tomorrow, but you are rather surprised to find your opponent for the match, Aroma, already in the ring, practicing. You were told this was where she would be by your manager Randy, but you didn’t think you’d find her actually practicing for a m...

Celdon Chronicles Ch. 01

by PumaWriter on Dec 24, 2019
NonHuman

The puma scanned the club for the skunk or vulpine fur that he could smell over the sweat and musk batted through the air by the industrial fans. He felt they were more hints at being effective rather than doing something productive. Afterall, musk makes the furs horny, and horny furs spend more to find someone to take home for the night. His tail lashed as...

The Lake Monster Ch. 05

by roftlheory on Sep 12, 2017
NonHuman

The sweet perfume of incense mixed with the pungent skunk smell of pot combined with the woodsy forest air was quite relaxing, Nikki inhaled the mixture, feeling the release of tension in her muscles. She had rejected the joint when Elena tried to pass it to her, but she quite liked it when Elena smoked beside her. There was something about the smell that ma...

Sheeple Ch. 07

by Jaisen on Sep 12, 2017
NonHuman

Sheriffs, sheeple, skunks, sneaky bastard bad guys, and some vaguely familiar places in this chapter. Before you ask, no this is not the same Bed and Breakfast from MTJAFT. It's about an hour south on the map in my head. I'm working on editing MTJAFT for publishing. Yes, Wolf and others finally convinced me I should. I'll let you know when it is ready. I h...

Drunken Fun

by FuckAndChuck62 on Aug 17, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Zach stumbled in at 2:01 am, drunk as a skunk, giggling childishly with the girl from across the hall. "College life. This is how it is..." I muttered to myself angrily. Being stuck in the dorms was not my first option though my parents insisted upon it. The 8ft by 10ft room meant close quarters that I was not fond of. Zach was quite the football star, able...

For The Greater Good

by imhapless on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

Beginning at an early age I heard the old adage that "life is strange." It wasn't until I was thirty two years old before I gave it any more thought than any other adage, such as "a bulldog can whip a skunk but it's not worth it," and "a clear conscience is the sign of a bad memory." Maybe I should have. A little background is necessary before I tie the old...

Amy's Good Morning

by red_rose on Sep 12, 2017
Group Sex

The night had wound down, and Amy was on her way back home with one man in the front seat next to her - her husband - and another in the back - their friend Sam. Sam was drunk as a skunk - he'd been knocking back Jack and Cokes all night - and her husband was more than a bit buzzed as well, having had about a dozen beers, himself. Amy had been getting high a...

Forgiving

by 140306 on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

She was drunk. After going to a bar with a few friends, she was drunk as a skunk, now staggering in the door frame, unable to focus her gaze and about to throw up any time. I just looked at her, blinking back the tears of disappointment and, as always, telling myself this would be the last time I'd ever cry for her. I knew I was lying, but the splinters of p...