floating

Flirt and Flight

There’s a kind of comfort in expensive bars. For one, it’s perfect for if you need to be both alone and outgoing at the same time. After all, only the couples went to expensive places, no suitor or frat boy would bother with something so out of their league. For Julia, this was the perfect place for her current situation. She was outgoing alright, her curves alone accomplished that. Two taut breasts sat upon her chest, wider than her torso and protruding from her body by at least a foot, possibly two.

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Average: 4.7 (23 votes)

Parade

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"This is such bullshit."

Tia was the very definition of "statuesque," standing just over six feet and fantastically fit.  Though as head of the college cheerleading team she would have to be, as well as a competent and firm, yet compassionate leader.  At the moment her firmness was coming to the fore.

"Tia," one of the other cheerleaders said, "we drew straws.  You lost."

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Average: 4 (4 votes)

Meditations On Popping VS Floating Away

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“I'm telling you, letting them float away is vastly underrated.”

“Be that as it may, it still can't beat the feeling of having a boy pop from under you.”

“Oh come on, it's not that good.”

“It is! It totally fucking is that good."

“is it really?”

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Average: 4.1 (15 votes)

Mr. Gullible Inflated

While substituting, Mr. Gullible inhales his favorite gas, "Frazilium," until he begins to float away

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G9og079cc2c

Mr. Gullible Inflated
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Average: 3.3 (4 votes)

The Bus Stop Pt. 2: Useless Lesbians

Wayne had been in some odd situations in his lifetime, that much was certain. Being inflated like a balloon, carried home like a cheap toy, tied down to a balcony railing and left to float in the breeze, however, certainly took the cake in his opinion. Even now the sensations of both the air swirling around inside him and the pressure it brought as well as the feeling of every cold winter breeze magnified against his taut, sensitive skin still felt indescribably alien to him.

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Average: 4 (13 votes)

Santa Claws

Julie sauntered through the doors of the Christmas Shop like she owned the place. She blew through the aisles of the shop, past Christmas trees, tinsel, massive air blown inflatables in the shape of snowmen, santa, reindeer, past a balloon counter and into the back room of the store. 

"Morning" she said jauntily to Christie, the manager. Christie was sitting on the staff room sofa looking worst for wear. "Oh boy... Christmas party... Ugh" she croaked, and chugged a glass of water, followed by a couple of headache tablets.

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Average: 4.2 (6 votes)

Bus Stop, The

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“It was fucking garbage, Wayne.”

“Hey, cmon, I liked it.”

“Oh, you liked a mindless action movie with scantily clad Hollywood women and explosions every 5 minutes? Stop the presses!”

This argument between Wayne and Sylvia had been going on like this from the moment they walked out of the theatre right up until now, as a promising anniversary date was slowly turned sour by the Hollywood machine.

“It's not my fault if you can't appreciate the nuance and subtext of a movie like this.”

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Average: 4.3 (15 votes)

Going Aloft

Lucy, with Swellington’s Travel Agency, and her new customer Sammy get ready for lift-off with the Swell Tropical Luxury Deluxe Package.  From Pakona's delightful story, Going Aloft.

Going Aloft
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Average: 4 (9 votes)

Letting Go

From my story Letting Go.

Letting Go
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Average: 4.3 (9 votes)

Liftoff

Another illustration from my story Orientation (which is a sequel to Party Favours).

Liftoff
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Average: 4.3 (13 votes)
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