Piggyback Ride Novels & Stories

Meanwhile, back home, Phyna, Ella, and Aurora were playing together in the living room. "Let's play piggyback ride," Ella suggested. "No, mummy isn't home, so we can't play it by ourselves," Phyna replied. "Daddy used to play piggyback rides a lot with me," Aurora told them. "Really?" Ella asked. "I want Daddy to play piggyback ride with me too." "Well, you can tell Daddy when he comes back," Aurora replied. "But mummy will be back home," Ella complained. "And they're always busy."

I see nothing special. "You're just one of those people who Doesn't appreciate the beauty of nature." She moves behind me, jumping onto my back. "What are you doing?" I look over my shoulder at her. "What does it look like I'm doing? I want a piggyback ride and now you're giving me one." She let out a low chuckle, wrapping her arms loosely around my neck. As I continue to walk, I remove my hands from my coat pockets and hook my arms around her legs to hold her. I feel my beast push forward, before relaxing again, enjoying the feeling of having her this close.

This time, Thomas wants to relive their togetherness on a motorcycle. Although... he dug a bit deeper into his wallet for the brand-new motorcycle, which was neatly parked in the basement. There's no way he'd go to Bogor on his Ninja. Aside from still being cautious with his back, he had to consider Olive's comfort as well. So, the choice for his one-year-old black PCX was made. It's still in excellent condition, not a scratch on its body. That's the one he'll be taking on the ride to Puncak in Bogor. Who knows, Olive might want to visit one of the tourist spots there.

My chest against his back. I couldn't deny how it felt. How he never seemed to mind holding so much of me. "Shall we?" He exhaled hard and started walking. I was smiling. I was glad he couldn't see my face because I was blushing so hard. "Thank you," I mumbled softly. "Why?" "This is my first piggyback ride." He paused, then continued walking after a moment. "How is that possible?" I could tell from his voice that he was shocked.

I smiled at her. “Do you want to ride?” I asked, knowing she could never resist a piggyback ride from Godric. Her eyes widened and she nodded her head eagerly. I let her hand go to walk into the trees to strip and shift. Godric picked my clothes up to carry them back to her. She put them in her backpack and we lowered ourselves to the ground for her to climb on, which she wasted no time in doing. Once she was situated, we stood back up and began to slowly make our way towards her house, taking the longer, scenic route while she ran her fingers through our fur and twisted it together.

, he teases me as we are jumping over steps on the staircase. “Wait until I get you, Spin”, I scream and climb the railing to cut him off as he turns off the bottom step. I manage to stick my landing right on his back and he grabs a hold of my legs on either side of him and says, “wanna a piggyback ride, baby girl? I’m down with that”! He runs through the kitchen with me on his back, and everyone looks at us like we’ve gone mad as they follow us out the back door.

I'd spent the last ten years hating her for that. I rode up beside her, and for a few seconds, our bikes were in perfect sync. Then I sped up ahead, my back tire dangerously close to her front tire, but she didn't move over or slow down. A game of chicken we used to play when we were young. Then she sped up and met my speed again. She swerved toward me, close enough for me to reach over and touch her if I dared.

she laughed, collapsing into a beach chair. Dave chose me as his partner for the piggyback marathon. Barry picked Brandon, and soon there were seven pairs lined up on the sand. The rules were simple, carry your partner across a marked course as fast as possible the first three teams won prizes. “Ready?” Dave asked, crouching down so I could climb onto his back. I hesitated for half a second, then hopped on, wrapping my arms around his shoulders, he was strong and steady the race started with a shout, and we took off.

“Get one, I will give you a piggyback ride.’ He put me on his shoulder and I lean on his back, I was weak to walk and there was no way apart from carrying me, I closed my eyes and let the warmth of his body envelope me, this was better than staying in that cold. “Am I not heavy?” I asked him when we had gone a distance from the hole, also my tears had been dried up. “No.” He responded. Jeffery had always given me a piggyback ride when we were little, he had always taken good care of me as a child, but it was different now that I have added some weight.

he asked. "But I can't keep up with you," I whined, trying to sound cute. "You’re too fast." "You’re a bag full of trouble, you know that?" he grumbled, then crouched in front of me. "I’m only going to say this once,” he warned. "So don’t expect me to repeat myself. Get on my back. I’ll give you a piggyback ride." I blinked, stunned. Was I dreaming? If there was another word I could use to describe how shocked and stunned I am right now, I'd use it.