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Cabin Saints: It’s A House Party
“Fuck Jenny where in the hell is Tasha, “Carmen asked.
Helena couldn’t take it anymore turns around and gets her friends in a huddle, “Hey okay look Operation Olé has now commenced let’s all spread out and look for Tasha and Jenny. If you find Jenny bring her to me alive okay ready break!”
“Olé, Helena it’s not Cinco De Mayo, “Max says sounding confused.
“No, it’s not Max but it does seem rather fitting for when I find Jenny.”
“I don’t understand.”
“Because when I find her I’m going to beat her ass like a Piñata!”
“Wait…wait you guys maybe we should pair up, “Kit says.
“Good idea Kit, “Max says in an agreement.
“Okay well Dylan will be with me, Shane and Kit, Bette and Tina, Carmen and Max, and well oh Alice—–.”
“It’s okay I don’t mind being by myself.”
“Whoa—-whoa, hell no Shane will be with me, “Carmen says, “Because obviously her ho-dar is on high alert tonight.”
“Baby, that happened a long time ago!”
“You just make sure any vagina that’s not mine you keep out of your mouth!”
“Hey—-hey, look you two are going to have to talk about Shanes freak buck nasty ass later right now let’s find Helter-Schecter, “Bette says. The gang huddles in together places their hands on top of one another, “Okay everyone ready break!”
Max and Kit decided to check the back end of the house. To get there they had to walk through the kitchen, the main living room, and then through the den. Kit let max lead the way following closely behind him.
“Ughhhh just look at all this nastiness!”
“I can’t believe Jenny did this and this isn’t even her house.”
“I believe it Max I don’t putting nothing pass Jenny she was born with a straight jacket and one of those Hannibal Lector mask on in the womb.”
As Kit is walking through the kitchen into the living room she fells a hard slap on her butt. Turning around she sees America’s worst nightmare——Goldie. “Awwwww damn, “Kit says.
“Well—-well—-well if it isn’t my little fun size Kit Kat baby we keep running into each other this is strike three this must be fate, “he says flashing his mouth full of gold teeth. “Damn you’re so sweet just looking at you gives me diabetes Type 2, “he says making a number two with his hand.
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Bibi28 says
I am happy to see a update!
This story is so good and funny, it is incredible.
I am looking forward to the next update.
kena08 says
This was hilarious
mscully says
This story and hilarious from beginning to end.
awaiting new chapter.
10 Stars.
SkunkPU80 says
Thanks LMAO glad you enjoyed it!!!
tibettenation1 says
All i can say is….a hot fucking mess lmao!!!