Piggyback Ride Novels & Stories

I had to tilt my head to see his face. I snorted. "A ride on your back, huh? Sounds lame." I took a couple of steps down the sidewalk to the left. It took a lot of effort. I didn't want to walk away. Honestly, I hoped he stopped me. Yeah, I was playing games. Total teenager thing to do. "Jack, you have no idea." I stopped. "Like a piggy-back ride?" I asked, curious about why he would suggest a ride on his back. He shrugged. "I guess that could be fun, but I was thinking more along the lines of a dragon-back ride." He winked, his eyes sparkling in the moonlight.

He replied laughing. "I'm tired." "Climb in my back." "You'll give me a piggy back ride." I smiled at him. "I wouldn't want us to miss the view with you whining and complaining every five minutes." "Whatever." I climb in his back for a piggy back ride and he started walking. "Thanks." I kissed his cheeks. "No problem." He replied. "We are here." He finally announced. "Thanks for the ride." "No worries. Let's set up here." He laid the blankets on the soft grass and I helped him take out the food.

Brielle's POV I'm deliciously spent, my senses sated. Andrei executes a brief, yet vital, wardrobe adjustment, then turns around, patting his back invitingly, “Okay, up you go.” They say “there’s a first time for everything”, and today I’m getting my inaugural piggyback ride—. Courtesy of Andrei. With the grace of a seal gliding onto an iceberg, I slide my bare rear off the table, leaving behind only a warm imprint of my departure.

Paige teased. Zach laughed, "Come on, I'm grown up now. The thing is, I didn't even know I could ride on it so fearlessly. I rode it once with a friend of mine, and I remember falling off from it. It was after the wheel stopped turning, I wanted to get down, and I fell off.

"I want a piggyback, Daddy," Rue Rue begged with a childish whine. "Are you sure you can't walk any further?" Liam asked, keeping an eye on her as she dragged her legs along. "I can't. I can't. Look, my legs are spaghetti now." "I will give you a piggyback ride on our way back. Look, your sister is having fun." The duo watched Ginny pick the wild flowers along their path. "But I want you to carry me now."

I ordered and smirked when she didn't protest and just obeyed, and I took the chance to climb on her back. My girlfriend laughed and had no other choice but to let me ride on her. Oh, I love piggyback rides! Mimi used to tour me around the house like this before. And now, it feels incredible when your enemy is under you and carrying you like she's your slave. Yeah, yeah, I'm the boss! "Who's taller now, huh? Girl, I love the view from up here." I let out as I rested my chin on her head while she just kept on walking away from the bridge.

"Valued customer secured!" I haul him upright by his collar. "Now, how are we traveling? Piggyback, princess carry, or over the shoulder? I vote princess carry. I like a boy with nice legs." Arlo flushes a brilliant, humiliated red. "Piggyback!" I crouch down, and he awkwardly climbs on. He's ridiculously tense, desperately flexing his core to hover a few inches away from my back to avoid physical contact. "Darling, you're planking in mid-air," I tease as we head for the elevators. "Just relax against me. I don't charge extra for the body heat."

Now, his Daddy had actually appeared before him. Wilson Birch frowned. Piggyback rides? He hadn't heard that phrase for a long time. There was a momentary silence in the car as the father and the son stared at each other. "It means letting Yanny ride on your back," Clara explained. She was worried that Wilson Birch's presence would disrupt their peaceful life, but right now, she was even more worried that Wilson Birch would refuse Yanny's request and make him sad. "I know what a piggyback ride is," Wilson Birch replied.

Tommy grinned crookedly at the label: Prickly Pear Cactus Cooler. “Zeke Blessing,” said the burly farmer, “owner and proprietor of the whole darned shootin’ match. Five dollars’ll get the little lady a ride on Apple Butter here—she just goes round and round in a circle. Hayrides are eight-fifty but they take you all over. Banner day, ain’t it? Rain a-comin’ though.” Richard concurred, paying the man a five and telling him the pony ride for Katelyn would be fine.

she exclaimed. Merrick agreed, and they made their way towards the merry-go-round, joining the line of eager Kids and their families. The vibrant spun, adorned with creatures that seemed to come alive. Mia, Axel, and Merrick found themselves on beautifully decorated horses, ready for a ride. As the merry-go-round came to life, the familiar sound of carnival music filled their ears. The horses began to ascend, carrying Mia, Axel, and Merrick on a gentle journey. The Kids' laughter and the delighted squeals of other riders.