This chapter was kindly edited. Great job. Thank you Mike. ***** On the drive home Sunday after noon Ashley and Tiffany talked a mile a minute not stopping for one second to praise Todd to the skies what he had achieved Saturday and Sunday morning. Tiffany was driving the first 20 minutes and Ashley and Todd were making out in the backseat, and the last 20...
The Story of Giuseppe and Maribella Youthful romance in renaissance era Italy. "Giuseppe! Giuseppe D'Ostra, pay attention!" Maestro Grassello, the fat professor of medicine, banged on the lectern with the hilt of his decorative dagger. Seeing the drowsy student rouse himself, he returned the blade to its sheath and tugged the sleeves of his doublet back in...
(Three weeks later, and we find Jim has moved out to a hotel. He and Mel have been seeing each other for three Friday nights, and she stays over, but goes back to Alice on Saturday. We catch them as she's leaving on a Saturday morning.) "Jim, I'll see you in a few days. Okay? Honey?" "Yeah," I responded to Mel. "Of course, babe. I was just... just missing...
(Formerly "One Night at the Borderline Hotel") EDITED BY: Miriam Belle Author's Note: "The story was originally titled "One Night at the Borderline Hotel," but since it is a Tucker Fuller story I'm reposting it as such. It's not to be taken seriously, just as a piece of escapist eroticism..." *** (This story is inspired by true events, though no names...
"Sir Peter, I'm so glad you could make it," Chancellor Prude, Peter's old school chum quipped. Welcoming Sir Peter into his expansive foyer, Prude continued, "I am extremely concerned about Penelope. She didn't return home from school on Thursday evening and no one has heard from her since." Sir Peter was in town for his alma mater's big game on Saturday af...
This was written as an entry into a Writer's Challenge on another site. The assignment was to write a story that referenced a black-and-white picture of a young woman sitting on a bench in some kind of hallway or concourse. She is dressed in a little black dress and "fuck-me" shoes, and has her long dark hair in a pony tail. She seems to be looking at an old...
1. Alasdair About me: Daddy's_BiGal (Previously known on here as slUtty-fUckgal) Gender: Female Age: 43 Sexual orientation: Fluctuating/Evolving Role: Exploring How active you are: A Princess by day, slut by night Looking for: Playmates/Friends I am a sexy twisted lady, looking to take life by the horns, and push myself to my own limits. Having don...
A story for all the frustrated old men -- may your dreams come true Edited by:- Linda62953 Libby's New Car Chapter 1 James and Libby Thompson were getting ready for their evening appointment at the car dealership. Libby had pestered and pestered him about buying her a car of her own. She was absolutely fed up with having to ride around all the time in h...
May 12, 1999 Just a little note to say I liked your story. Are you the author? If you are then you could have a great future writing stories like that..............Speaking of being a centerpiece, you have been the centerpiece of my imagination since we first spoke on Monday. I've gotta tell ya that I have had elevated blood pressure :)~ since then. I like...
"Bollocks," I heard myself saying, as the A4 sized folder slipped from my under my arm and fell to the floor in the middle of the Starbucks. As I bent down, I quickly looked around, hoping no one had heard me, maybe I had said it under my breath, I rather ambitiously thought. I heard a nicely modulated, male voice say. "Hey, let me help?" I didn't look at...