Statue Pfp Stories

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The Springston Fart Club Ch. 02

by Bluebiscuit167 on Oct 6, 2020
Fetish

This chapter contains: Tight clothing, Voyeurism, Mooning, Hand-job, Face-sitting, Ass-eating, Jiggling Butts, Bubbling Guts, Wet Farts (and Mild Sharts) --- --- --- --- --- --- ". . .In that case, can I ask you to be my potpourri on this romantic night?" "With pleasure. . ." 1 Denny stood motionless, as he, and the rest of the trio, saw Gabby running...

Statue

by SunrockSin on Sep 2, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

At first the townspeople thought an odd, if immodest statue had been added above the old Sanctimony Saving and Loan Building, the oldest and tallest building along Main Street. The savings and loan company was long gone and the building had fallen into a state of disrepair as a number of tenants came and went over the years. Of course, even in its decline, t...

Statue of a Crimsoned Succubus

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

In a large room of an artist's studio, somewhere lost within one of the many suburbs of Kyoto, a boy watched an older woman, red paint up to her elbows, in the act of crimsoning a succubus. The studio looked out on the courtyard which the building itself was built around. The sun, at that moment overhead, blazed down upon the mossy wet vines that clung to t...

Statue in the Alcove

by ErotiClowns on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

They both wore a mask, and exchanged a glance. She a jester of snow white and silver, and obvious sweet, living flesh. He a Venetian creature of poised, rigid marble—almost indiscernibly human unless, like she, you caught the slightest flicker of his silvery eyes. The grand music hall for the Masquerade was extensive, lined in beautiful drapery and full of...

The Statue

by svanswords on Sep 14, 2017
Humor & Satire

Why does she have to do this so often? I might be a statue but I still have a life. Well all right its not much of a life, but its all I have and this woman impaling herself on me every day is distracting. Last night was a standard example. I was deep in thought, considering my chosen matter of the day, the weight of the world, and she broke into the museum...

The Statue of James Crowe

by PerilEyes on Sep 2, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

"Mmm, are we going to make out every time we come here?" Laura laughed in between kisses. With bellies full of food and hearts full of lust, the two lay back on the grass showing their affection for each other. "What, you mean there are other things to do in this park?" Ben responded with a sarcastic, uninterested tone. He continued to plant kisses on his g...

The Statue

by ReGats on Nov 19, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

This story contains: Lesbians, a Monstergirl (Gargoyle), a hell of a tongue, and nuns. *** Sister Eliza peered at the outside world through a window on the third floor of the Cathedral of Savior Virgo. Outside, she saw the wide dirt trail that led up to the abbey, her life and prison, as well as the rolling green hills. A river flowed close by, and she fol...

A Beautiful Statue Ch. 01

by gmikeisbad on Sep 16, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Tiffany's very light short blond hair rubbed and softly thudded against the stall door in the men's room of the Mandarin Oriental, Kuala Lumpur. While very nicely decorated and spacious they're not built for two. Tiffany's a very fit girl, loving hiking and swimming and a little addicted to the gym. She has, pale blue eyes and a shorter Germanic build with...

The Talking Statue

by DaveDevlin on Sep 1, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

In the early hours of the morning, Shanta and Gary got up, showered, ate a light breakfast, and tended to some of the duties on the farm. The sun was slowly rising in the clear blue sky as she grabbed a bucket and headed to the barn, where she sat naked on a short stool and began milking a cow. He was also nude, feeding the chickens and pigs. Their housemate...

Let Me Be Your Undead Hero

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

The statue stood still, as statues have done since man first learned to carve his likeness into rock, eons ago. It watched the beautiful City of Ruston, Louisiana, from the rocky hill which was its domain. Had been its domain for centuries, really. From there it could see the City lights shining through the vanishing afternoon. The men and women walking, dri...