2004 Corolla Droopy Sun Visor Stories

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Word Fucking Life

by Dice_Casden on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

This story is written by both Dice Casden and Kristi as part of the D&K Universe ****** At the WrestleMania 20 After-party in New York City on March 14, 2004, the new United States Champion John Cena is having a drink as he celebrates his huge victory over the Big Show. Throughout the club, one of the themes for the epic Pay-Per-View 'Step Up' by Drowning...

The Exotic Recruiter

by cowboy109 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

"Do not talk with anyone. You can make eye contact and smile. Keep walking around. I know this is awkward and unusual. It's a theatre technique." Selena stepped her right flip flop onto the student stage. It was a blue Hawaiian themed rubber flip flop with a big, white flower in between her first toes. Her toe nails the white rim of a pedicure. The center o...

Affairs

by R. Richard on Sep 11, 2017
Letters & Transcripts

Date: Sun, 15 Feb 2004 12:11:09 -0500 From: TallDarkStud Subject: LastNight To: AngelOfTheMorning Last night was the most fantastic experience I have ever had. Our chance meeting at the Valentine’s Day dance was incredible luck! I could tell that you were a little uncomfortable with the rather revealing dress you wore. However, even with your initial shynes...

The Literotica Olympics Day 24

by Lauren Hynde on Sep 12, 2017
Chain Stories

The Literotica Olympics Event: Sailing SHIP'S LOG Open 49er | #665 - Team Scandinavia | I. M. Liar, skipper; Nicola BluePen, crew - Wed 1 Sep 2004 14:05:00 [Final Regatta] Position: 37° 48.189' N 23° 40.031' E; mainsail; 0.2 kt 17º T The air is stilled. It doesn't even feel like real, breathable, air. It burns, a searing breath of fire that comes in sil...

Room 255

by sack on Sep 14, 2017
Non-Erotic

Note: All of the factual elements of this story are true, with the exception of a few name changes. As for the "supernatural" elements, who is to say? If anyone has a friend or family member stricken with Alzheimers', and would like to post a public comment or send me a Private Message, please do so. If this story moves you, I would greatly appreciate you ta...

Neospective

by D.J. Sandwicher on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

Luke Whittingham is an artist. He was born in 1967. He was prominent in the 90s on the London Art scene. His most famous work to date is "Committed to Death" (2004), an installation which can be seen in The Royal Academy, London. He currently lives in SoHo with his two cats. Lucy and Mary. The shop window is full of televisions sets. Each one shows a differ...

Assignment: Nude Day 2004

by My Erotic Tail on Aug 31, 2017
Humor & Satire

DISCLAIMER: The story is al fictional parody - it's not true, nor is it approved of by the celebrities named in the stories. Authors write these fictitious stories about famous people for the same reason that Larry Flynt made fun of Jerry Falwell, because they can. The Supreme Court of the United States, the country where this site is located, has ruled tha...

Didn't Measure Up

by TheKeith on Feb 6, 2018
Loving Wives

June 17, 2005 The cab pulled up at the entrance to our first floor condo. Disappointment was etched into my tired body. I got out and dragging my single roller suitcase behind, I started to my front door. I had my mental list of excuses, rationalizations and justifications all prepared for my loving hubby. I'd bang him for the next six weeks, every night. H...

Swim Team

by EmiTsuruta on Oct 19, 2020
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

In the summer after my sophomore year at Oceanview U., I got a message from a guy I used to know, Yoshi, back in Japan. Yoshi had slender eyes and a deep tan, but a broad smile that made you want to smile too. He was the life of every party, but I mostly knew him from swimming in high school. He was one of the best swimmers on our school's team. I swam for t...

Editorial Indiscretion

by curiousaboutthat on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

Janice Owens, romance novels editor for Pink Beach Publications, pulled her little blue Toyota Corolla to a stop half a block away from the house of a man she had never met, a man she knew only by his words. She told herself she only needed a glimpse of him. She was no stalker. One glimpse, and then she would go back home. She would leave this fancy Coral Ga...