Bartlesville Weather Stories

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Hot For a Retired Teacher Ch. 01

by dispatcher59 on Sep 25, 2017
Mature

Over the years I have become interested in the architecture of Frank Lloyd Wright, and have made an effort to see his work where I can. Fortunately, there is a substantial body of it, mostly in the Chicago area and in the upper Midwest. Some has been preserved, mostly by private groups, but occasionally by others. One such is the Walter home near Independenc...

Some See With Their Heart

by Softly on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

The two men, father and son, walked in the kitchen door, and after pouring some coffee, sat at the kitchen table. Both were covered with dust , and sweat. “Well, that is a good job of branding done,” Tanner Ford said to his son, Clint. “You pretty well set for a while? I’m thinking of going Michigan way, to do some fishing with Matt Tudhope.” “Sure, no pro...

A Tale on the Trail

by mdiver on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

A while back Tom, a co-worker, was sharing his pictures with us from a recent trip to Glacier National Park. I enjoy the great outdoors and his trip appealed to me. One thing he emphasized was the need to make room reservations at least a year in advance due to the short season there. Seeing no need to reinvent the wheel, I visited with Tom and literally dup...

Hot For a Retired Teacher Ch. 02

by dispatcher59 on Sep 18, 2017
Mature

After our early morning session, we got ready to go out and were soon on our way. Donna was again wearing shorts and a tank top, though today she had on a pair of very small denim shorts that showed off her legs nicely. We grabbed a bagel at the local bakery, and headed for Arkansas. We stopped at the chapel in Bella Vista, Donna admiring the work of Fay J...

Almost Persuaded

by JakeRivers on Sep 16, 2017
Non-Erotic

Author's note: DG Hear and I worked together doing the "Back Up Buddy" and "Hey, Joe!" stories and then collaborating on "Wish Me Luck, The Sequel." This was in addition, of course, to our stories in the two writing invitationals I put together on "This Bed of Rose's" and "El Paso." So we decided to try it again. DG is writing a story based on Gretchen Wil...

Let's Be Batman Pt. 41

by BatmansDick on Sep 14, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Stephanie Brown, in her new guise as Batgirl, sighed as she spied on the 3... not villains, that seemed to give them too much credit... scoundrels...? that were huddled around the pile of palettes that served as their meeting table. Through the skylight above, Stephanie had a great view of the action. Or would, if there was action. 'Being Batgirl isn't near...

Naked Ground School

by Jamie_and_Lisa on Aug 24, 2020
Group Sex

The three gals were 18, and Paul was 20 in the summer of 1979 when the events described took place, the same characters appear 41 years later in Dragondrivers. This story was an entry in a 1000 word short story contest. All pseudonyms have been changed to protect the deviant. *** Growing up, Paul's father owned an airplane. Five of us learned to fly in th...

My Weather Girl

by alexcarr on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

(I do hope you realuise all the shipping forecast regions.) * Lorna is my weather girl as seen on TV. She is my star and I am besotted by her. And despite her getting loads of fan mail and proposals I am not put off. She does the shipping forecast too, from her Plymouth studio. She has told me I am her one and only guy that she could take to the Faeroes,...

Black Cameraman & the Weather girl

by MormonChicks on Sep 16, 2017
Interracial Love

In writing for Mormon Chicks stories I get feedback from people telling me about their affairs. These usually aren't enough to tell a full story. I've decided to take a few from the inbox and put them on the site. ************************** Did you ever thinking about fucking one of the women on a newscast? The Black Cameraman & the Weather girl. EMAIL F...

Jessica And The Voice

by NickThePoet on Nov 27, 2018
Erotic Couplings

Jessica grimaced, lost in a fog of trembling irritation, tapping her tennis-shoed foot and wondering where the hell her ride had got to and why the sweet bajaysus he was always, always late. College gave out at four. She told him that. She told him that until she was sure his ears had blistered and it had burrowed into his brain, a big "4pm" imprinted on hi...