Flintstones Stories

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Toons On Vacation

by achsin on Feb 8, 2007
Fan Fiction

We have all had a favorite Saturday morning cartoon. As we grew older we often wished that just once Daphne would bend over in her oh so short dress to reveal her curvaceous ass or wear a dress that showed some cleavage; or how about Wonder Woman loosing her top while fighting crime or Shaggy getting it on with Velma. Let your imagination flow – mix up your...

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Voice of the Mind Ch. 06

by Gentleman_G on Mar 13, 2018
Erotic Couplings

Chapter 6.1 -- First Date * * * * * * * * * * When they drove up to the house they saw someone waving. Jenny pulled over to where the guy was standing and he bent over to look in. "Couldn't wait inside till we arrived?" Vincent asked. "Hell no," Richard smirked. "If I wait in that house" -- he pointed to the house where he lived -- "then my parents woul...

Amnesia

by Scorpius1945 on Sep 13, 2017
Loving Wives

Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. The story is pur...

And Here's To You Mrs. Robinson Ch. 02

by BOSTONFICTIONWRITER on Sep 14, 2017
Mature

I was working as an accountant then in of all places, South Boston for a small numismatic and philatelic company that was owned by General Mills. Just as the North End of Boston was mostly inhabited by Italians, South Boston was predominantly Irish. My opinion is that women who have any amount of Irish in their heritage are the most beautiful women on the pl...

First Kiss

by prabh0612 on Sep 1, 2017
First Time

As if it happened yesterday, I remember my first kiss, even though it happened a lifetime ago. We were both 19-years-old, almost 20-years-old. Just about to start graduate college. A little late for my first kiss, but it wasn't her first. There's nothing like the first kiss. I even remember her name, Pooja. For the life of me, I don't remember her last nam...

Sex and Violence

by BOSTONFICTIONWRITER on Sep 16, 2017
Reviews & Essays

In light of the mass murder shootings of 32 innocent people and the suicide of the shooter at Virginia Tech by automatic handguns, I write this essay in anger, disgust, and sadness. May God rest their poor souls. Unfortunately, too often, the words sex and violence are linked together. Sex and violence have nothing to do with one another. Sex and violence s...

First Kiss

by PositiveThinker on Sep 17, 2017
First Time

I'll never forget my first kiss. We were both 18-years-old, almost 19-years-old. A little late for my first kiss, but it wasn't her first kiss. There's nothing like the first kiss. I even remember her name, Kathy. For the life of me, I don't remember her last name, though. I remember that once I kissed her, I was in love, puppy love. I never felt anything l...

The Moment It Shined: The Uncovered

by Ninofedia on Sep 12, 2017
Romance

The 27th of April, 2014. That was the Sunday I first saw her and I thought, wow! My first words to her was "Whadup shawty", and as she turned around to look at me, I noticed her responsive smile that shed a light into my heart. Church was the location, and foreign she didn't seem to be, as she was pretty well known by most, except me! Curiosity hit me, so we...

Cougar and her Five Virginal Cubs Ch. 02

by SusanJillParker on Sep 19, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Chapter Two - My Four Horny Friends Now that I remember her and recall her face and her figure in more detail, she was a good looking woman, a huge understatement, and one who haunted my dreams and fantasies for years, after our brief sexual interlude. Even now, remembering her, as I would an old, favorite teacher, I remember her with love, lust, and affec...

The Flintstones: Wilma Goes Wild

by busty_fucker on Sep 25, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Wilma Flintstone was home alone; she had the Flintstone family home to herself. Fred was away bowling with their neighbor Barney Rubble for the week in Rock Vegas, and Pebbles was out with her friends and planning to stay over for the weekend at a slumber party. Wilma had just gotten out of the shower and was wearing a short, sheer robe that barely covered...