Tuscan City Crossword Clue Stories

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More Than Just A Dream Pt. 01

by NotReallySoInnocent on Oct 6, 2020
Romance

It started out as just a dream, a dream that I was spooning with the sexiest guy I'd ever met. It was so realistic, I could actually feel his hardness pressing against my ass and my pussy. And I could feel my heart racing from nervousness and excitement. Of course, there was no one there when I woke up. I'd gone to sleep alone, like I'd done for the past ye...

Frozen Emotions Ch. 01

by steamoil on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

The fresh sea air and isolation of their holiday place, a converted farm barn, was balm to their souls. It was ideal relaxation in their busy lives. They got up late, he making tea for them to have in bed. After a lazy breakfast, he would drive to fetch the paper for her from the local town. They then sat outside in the glorious summer weather enjoying the...

Hers Ch. 01

by Scorpionic on Sep 14, 2017
BDSM

He waited nervously, wondering; in the cool crisp air, sat on the park bench clutching a bag which contained the items she had instructed him to bring. A deep sense of anticipation, intrigue, puzzlement and fascination welled in him as he waited for her. Three days had passed and he had followed each of her instructions, precisely. Now he ached to see her; b...

Tuscan Twilight Ch. 05

by sr71plt on Sep 13, 2017
Group Sex

Chapter 5: Winging Away Ohhh, Rosella was right about Giovanni. He has a strong and long-lasting cock. I am thinking of how good this feels, how wonderful it is to be in control and to have a man doing my bidding for a change—being of some use to me without taking all of the time—as I rock back and forth on Giovanni's rock-hard member on the pavilion divan...

Leonardo Pt. 01: The Tale of Kothar

by oggyoggy on Jun 15, 2020
Novels and Novellas

This story is pure fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are over the age of 18. This story is fantasy but is the core of an idea mulling around...

When In Rome

by Daniel_Hart on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

"I don't suppose I should ask how you found me" she said with a wry smile and that sassy American drawl. "Tuscany is not that large a region, particularly when you are seeking a gorgeous redheaded American," Daniel smiled. "I simply followed the trail of stunned teenage boys." "Drink?' She asked, opening the door to allow him in to the villa, the warm Tus...

A Week in Tuscany

by eberhart on Sep 17, 2017
Group Sex

I gazed over at my wife Jennifer just as the train jostled her awake. She looked over across the way and saw our friends Mark and Sarah asleep, Sarah's head nestled on Mark's shoulder. Jenn looked back at me with a sly grin, slowly tracing her finger up my leg, and whispered in my ear. "I dreamed about you," she said, "how you teased me on the plane to Mil...

Whilst The Cat's Away

by Adrian69702006 on Aug 30, 2017
Fetish

Outside it was raining hard and the leaden skies looked forbidding through the gap in the lace curtains. It had been forecast to be cold, wet day and in some places snow was expected. Anne stretched and gave a yawn as she awoke. Glad of the warmth of her bed -- and of a centrally heated house -- she decided that today would not be a day for going far if at a...

Tales From The City

by insanepoet65 on Sep 1, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Tales from the City: Ernie's Diner My name is Daniel Archer. I am an ex-police officer from a small southern town. I moved to the city after leaving the force. I live in an apartment that is just around the corner from Ernie's Diner I've been going Ernie's for about three years now. I sit in the same booth, the one in the back corner, usually working on a c...

Tuscan Twilight Ch. 03

by sr71plt on Sep 16, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Ch 3: Revolt I looked up at the Tuscan villa perched at the top of the grape vine-clad hill as I drove up from the harbor town of Marina de Massa. I was a true son of Tuscany and had returned here after my education in Paris and Florence, drawn by visions just as this—the ancient Villa Montebella, seat of the Tuscan Ghibertis for centuries, basking in the S...